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[likesomekindofcheese]

Promised- Finale (Grigor Dymov x fem! Reader, Arranged Marriage AU series)

Series Summary: When Emperor Peter's behavior towards your family threatens the alliance between them and Russia, the only way to solve it from breaking is through an arranged marriage with his friend, the handsome but heartbroken Count Grigor Dymov. A man you barely know.

Previous Chapters: One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight//Nine//Ten//Eleven

Chapter Summary: You and Grigor enjoy a long-denied honeymoon

Content Warnings: Some discussions of sex and cursing and mentions of pregnancy and babies- don't worry, Y/N isn't pregnant. But VERY fluffy!

Word Count: 1584

A/N: Thank you guys so much for supporting this series throughout! Now I thought was the best time to conclude it! When season 3 of The Great comes out and should I get inspired, there might be a season 2 of this fic like what @ladystrallan did with I Really Wish I Hated You (which, btw, highly recommend if you love The Great Fanfics). Who knows?! But I hope all of you loved reading it as much as I loved writing this series!

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You and Grigor were planning on returning to court. You both just wanted something denied to you when you were rushed to be married and when there was a coup- a honeymoon. Three whole months of a honeymoon.

The days were never more lovely- lovemaking at night, awakening when one felt like it, the most sumptuous meals, playing cards by the fireside, reading to each other, and you showing off the various songs you knew how to play. You were starting to teach Grigor chords and his clumsy practicing of scales with mutters of “fuck!” at a mistake could be heard. You still kept shooting practice, but you were relaxed, not caring if you missed the odd target.

It was quite warm for Russia the past two weeks. Flowers were deep in their bloom in the gardens, and it was green everywhere. The vineyards seemed to be a far brighter green than you expected. Perhaps springtime was arriving sooner than you expected or maybe it was a warm spot for a few days. You had to wear your lighter silks as opposed to the warm furs to keep one safe from your new home country’s notorious chill.

As you and your husband toured the grounds together that afternoon, there were fruits of light green and dark purple. You would both look at each other, pluck the small fruits, and try bites of them yourself, feeling the juicy sweetness burst on your tongues, as if only briefly. Grigor would wipe the juice off of his sleeve and give you a kiss and you would taste the grape in his breath as if combined with yours you made your own special wine. Grigor was in his favorite deep green. You had insisted he keep a few buttons down so you could see some of his chest hair. You insisted it was absolutely sexy of him when he wore shirts (especially white ones) with a few buttons undone and he took note. Yes, it was the wrong color today, but you didn’t care. Perhaps that could wait for later tonight when you would hop on him like a rabbit until you screamed each other’s names, not caring about disturbing the servants sleeping below. You were in a bright red dress with golden floral patterns all over it and you perfumed yourself with rose water.

You matched and complimented in your dress as had your souls on the inside- each perfect and making only the other look better when beside it.

You emerged from the kiss and wiped your hand on your skirt.

“Could you hold my hand, my dear?” you asked, presenting your hand out.

He raised his eyebrows.

“Oh abso-fucking-lutely,” he replied, eagerly taking yours.

It was warm and encompassing, the fingers intertwined within each other to feel the pulse of each other. As you both walked back home, the day was fading. The sky turned into a mix of orange and pink and the crispness of evening etched around you. Once you approached back to the manor, the housekeeper greeted you both and assured you that dinner would be ready in one or two hours. Olga, the little servant girl, handed you back your beloved dog and both of you cooed over her.

“Oh and Madame Dymova! Here! Messenger said it’s from Paris! And it’s for you and the master!” she added on, handing over a letter with a familiar wax seal.

Before you could comment on it, Sonya let out a bright bark for want of attention.

“Here Sonya- found this! Here- Good girl!” Grigor offered.

From his pocket, he pulled out a truffle and fed it to the eager and always hungry pup.

“Would you like some wine? There’s a new one they just made here and it’s fucking astounding,” he offered.

“Oh, yes! And ask the kitchen for a plate of bread and cheese and fruit, perhaps?” you asked.

“I don’t see why not!” he replied, giving you a peck on your forehead before going down to the kitchen.

You made your way to the back porch area outside on your white seats and white chairs. You found it had not grown so chilly that you would require heaps of blankets as you have in the past. Sonya lay happily on your lap panting away. Though grown, she still saw herself as a puppy who had to have every last of her needs attended to, or else her mistress would hear her barking and mischief. But you loved her more for it.

You pulled from your reticule an unopened letter from the dress of your pocket. It couldn’t be your family- you heard just yesterday that you were an aunt to a beautiful little niece. Both you and Grigor were already making plans to travel and visit your family and for you to be introduced and be acquainted with his own. So, who could it be? Was it Catherine about her baby or the new education laws? Orlo recommending a new philosophy book to you? Who? You saw the name on it and gasped.

“It’s George! George wrote to us!” you told Sonya, who only tilted her head.

You then ripped it open and smiled, your heart touched by the contents. From the corner, you saw Grigor come out to approach the table. He smiled, holding two glasses of wine, and giving one to you.

“Why thank you, darling!” you chirruped at him.

“No problem at all,” he answered.

A servant immediately arrived behind and held a platter of cheeses, slices of bread, and apples. His blue eyes went to the letter.

“What is that? Who is it?” he asked.

You smiled, handing him the papers.

“Why, it’s George!? Can’t you believe it? She’s in Paris of all places! Oh, that must be wonderful! And here…she said she met someone who she truly loves and who loves her! Oh, I’m so happy for her! We must write back and ask her more about this!” you squealed.

“Why- how good for her! I’m glad!” Grigor wished genuinely with a shrug and a relaxed smile.

Both of you held up your glasses of wine.

“Should we toast to her?” you asked.

Grigor shook his head.

“I have a better one. To what brought us together in the first place. Here, Y/N-to the alliance!”

“To the alliance!” you agreed, daintily clinking your glasses.

Both of you took a first sip.

“It won’t be too long before we return- so much will be different…” Grigor began.

“I’m just glad Marial is in prison…I’ve slept better at night since then…” you sighed.

He did frown briefly. He took a deep drink and set down his glass.

“Well…part of me is eager. Been worried sick over Peter.”

“But you always are, you silly shit!” you teased, setting your own glass down.

He smiled at the words. You thought there was never a more beautiful smile than that of Grigor Dymov when he was well and truly happy. Your heart would always burst with love for him at the sight.

His letters seem fine and happy though…he’s thrilled about the baby. Got a name picked out and everything!”

“What if we have a baby- will we be even ready for that?” you suggested.

So far, your courses were like clockwork and Grigor would spoil you with bedrest and vodka and embraces when the cramps tormented you. But that doesn’t mean the time would never come. In fact, with all the fucking you had been doing it was a pure miracle it hadn’t happened yet!

“I don’t know if we’ll ever be, Y/N…but what about life after the coup? Things will be so…so different. Peter’s not in charge as much. There’s a royal baby on the way. George is in France. Catherine’s changing all the laws to what she wants. Everything is upside down…” he muttered.

“But we can take it…” you assured him.

He clutched his hand onto yours in response and you used your other hand to rest it on his cheek. He relaxed into it, using a hand to touch yours.

“We can take anything as long as we’re together, darling,” he replied.

“Of course, we can, my dear husband…” you cooed.

"Oh, say that again!” he insisted.

You crawled on his lap, kissing his face- his freckles, his forehead, his cheekbones, his chin.

“Dear husband, dear husband, my Grigor, my darling…” you mumbled between the kisses.

“Fuck, you make me hard. Keep it up and I might have to have you on this table before dinner!” he confessed.

“Wait until after dinner!” you insisted with a joking slap on his arm.

“If Countess Dymova requests it, who am I to deny her that!” he gave in.

You giggled and paused. Both of you breathe deeply the warmth of each other and the closeness.

He kissed you with soft lips again, but there was a chasteness- a tenderness to how he cupped your cheek when it happened. You cuddled into his chest as the sun set and he placed an arm around you to draw circles on your back as the dog lay contentedly smiling on the floor with her pink tongue out.

You were happy. After such chaos you had been through- you were completely happy. Dinner was about to be served. You had a home in court and out. You had a precious pup. You had friends. And most of all, you had found a happy, faithful marriage. And a husband who you loved and who loved you.

And this time the wine did in fact not taste like shit.

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long fic where it’s their 9 month old baby daughter’s first Christmas and reader melts at the sight of Joe holding their daughter and showing her all of the presents she’s got and their daughter says dada and Joe and reader light up at how much of a daddy’s girl she is and reader thinks about how when she signed up to play an extra on Bohemian Rhapsody that she never thought she would end up falling in love on set?

of course!

FIRST CHRISTMAS

pairings: Joe Mazzello x Fem!reader summary: ^^^ warnings: None note: y/d/n stands for your daughters name

"oh and look at this!" you heard your husband say downstairs.

you walked downstairs and caught Joe holding your little daughter while showing her the christmas gifts she had gotten

she giggled and took it off him, throwing it on the floor

"no, no. don't throw it, play with it" Joe picked up the care bear and put in front of your daughter and waving it around

"well good morning" you yawned.

Joe looked up and you and smiled like an idiot, your daughter looked over and laughed

"good morning, darling" Joe greeted

"Merry christmas" you walked up the them, sitting on the couch, leaning down to kiss Joe who was situated on the floor, next to the lit up tree.

"how long have you been up?" you asked him and they looked like they have been there a while

"i took her down here about thirty minutes ago, I wanted her to see her presents" he shrugged

"and you couldn't wait for me?"

"not really no, you looked to cute to wake up" you looked back down and your daughter and made a silly face at Y/D/N before looking back up at you

"you should've just woken me up" you stated, looking down at your little baby, you've always noticed how much she looks like Joe. a spitting image of him, but she looked too much like him right now and it made your heart swell.

"I'm sorry, I was just too excited" he confessed, holding your daughter against his chest

you let out a breathy chuckle and closed your eyes.

"dada" Y/D/N whined, pointing at more presents under the tree

Joe pulled her away from his chest and looked at her, his mouth was agape and he looked like he was about to cry

"darling, did you hear that?" Joe asked you

you shuffled closer to them and smiled at him even though he was focused on your baby

"I did joe, I heard it clear as day"

you rubbed joe's arms from behind and rested your chin on shoulder, looking down at your little daughter, smiling at her gratefully

"I told you she was a dada's girl" he whispered to you, finally looking away from her.

"I never doubted it"

"I love you" he said kissing you softly

"I love you too" you smiled at him sweetly

"what did you want, sweetie?" Joe asked your daughter

you thought back to when you were an extra on Bohemian Rhapsody and how you two met and what would've happened if you didn't.

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you were sitting down on your phone, waiting with other extras to be called on to go on in the scene, you were focused

"hey, you" you looked up and noticed the director standing front of me

"yes?" you smiled politely.

"I need you to go get joe, he's on in 5" he said.

"alright" you stood up and went out to the trailers, looking at the doors for him name written on it.

Rami, Ben, Joe.

you go up to the door and knock three times and waiting for a response

"come in" he replied through the door

he probably thought it was ben.

I opened the door slowly and peeked in, seeing him in his little couch on his phone

"the director wants you to know that you're on in 5" you stated as you entered his view

he didn't respond to you though, you though he was being rude and just ignoring you but the look on his face made you feel otherwise.

his mouth was slightly open and his eyes were relaxed, he looked sort of dazed and off in the clouds, it didn't make you uncomfortable per se, you just felt weak under his gaze.

"excuse me?" you forced yourself to say to snap him out of his daydream

"oh, right ok. just wait there" he said as he saw you were about to leave.

he put his phone away and got up. walking towards you

"who are you, exactly?" he questioned as you waked down the steps with him behind you

"I'm an extra" you responded

"no I meant your name" he chuckled

"oh um, Y/n"

"I'm joe" he smiled warmly

"I know" you took a deep breath

"do you now?" he responded in amusement

"well yeah, I feel like I have to" you smiled sheepishly

"you have a really pretty smile" he told you, looking down at your lips to your eyes.

"oh" you let out an embarrassed laugh as you looked down, tucking a piece of your curled hair behind your ear

"thanks"

"I'm sorry, just the way you're sweet, cute and beautiful at the same time is beyond me"

"oh my god" you muttered to yourself, you felt your cheeks turn warm and your stomach did flips.

"ok so wait other than taking my breath away what do you do for a living?" he smirked playfully. you turned you head away and covered your face with your hands.

"never heard that one before" you laughed, still looking anywhere but at him

"get used to it" he said

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"this is the best christmas" Joe sighed happily

[deanscroissant]

has this fandom died out?? i miss writing about joe and pat murray and gardner like-

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long fic where Joe comes home from college for the holidays and brings his girlfriend to meet his family for the first time and reader is super nervous but Joe reassures reader his family will love her and reader has the best time with Joe and his family and they have a great Christmas together?

HOME FROM COLLEGE

Pairings: Joe Mazzello x Fem!reader summary: ^^^ Warnings: nothing

your family had gone to London for Christmas, leaving you alone for the Holidays.

but your boyfriend, Joe, who just came back from college begged for you to stay with his family.

which brought you here, in your room, going through every piece of clothing you own.

"there's nothing!" you panicked, seeing whole mountain on the floor.

"nothing in your closet anymore? yeah" he laughed

"I'm have having a panic attack on what to wear, can you not laugh at me!" you rushed

"I said almost every outfit was fine" he shrugged, coming closer to you

"I don't want fine, Joe, I want, good, great, perfect" you sighed

"you're thinking too much of this, they're not going to care what you wear" he stated simply

"yes they will, I can't wear a dress, they'll think I'm trying too hard, but if i wear something baggy, I'm not trying at all" you fell back on your bed, rubbing your face

"so go with jeans" he sat next to you

you took a deep breath, closing your eyes as Joe laid next to you, warping an armaround you

"I just really want this to go well" you spoke quietly

"and it will, don't think too much of it. they're gonna love you!" he replied encouragingly

"how can you be so sure?" you questioned

"because I love you, and that's all that matters to them" he kissed your cheek

you hadn't seen much of him lately due to him studying and focusing of school but you talked pretty regularly. so the Holiday would be the most you would see him in a while.

-

"are you ready?" he asked, holding on to your hand supportingly

"not really, no" you sighed, squeezing his hand and flowers you bought for his mother

"it's going to be fine, they're all going to love you" he reasures you

"I hope so" you muttered

"I love you, ok?" he turned you around to meet his eyes

"I love you too" you smiled nervously

he leaned down and placed a light kiss on your lips in hopes to calm you down

he knocked on the door and waited for it to open.

-

the few days flew by as you had fun with his family, they adored you, asking questions to know you better and make sure you were right for their son and brother, and you were.

His family thought Joe couldn't have found anyone any better than you.

they took care of you and make sure you were always comfortable and full after eating.

and by Christmas night, you were all huddled up in the living room watching a movie.

Joe resting on the corner of the couch with you in his arms as his niece and nephew laughed at the Grinch.

"I like this, this was nice" you whispered to Joe

"I'm glad you thought so, darling. I told you they would love you" he responded quietly

"you're gonna have to get used to it" he winked, seeing him mother looking at the both of you with a smile on her face

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[likesomekindofcheese]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long fic where it’s Christmas Eve and they are sitting by the Christmas tree and Joe surprises reader with a present and when reader opens it, it’s a velvet box and Joe takes it from reader and goes into a speech about how much he loves her and that when he first laid eyes on reader in college, it was love at first sight and he gets down on one knee and asks reader to marry him?

Awww, that's cute!

Again, I don't do requests for longshots but I can do a blurb!

"Oh, look! Snow!" you cried, running to the window. You felt the chill already from the window.

White flurries by now were falling down so heavily, that it blanketed everywhere. It was so beautiful- and with the fireplace on and the Christmas tree twinkling with lights and decorations, it was quite a perfect Christmas Eve. In the back, the Nutcracker pas de deux between the Sugar Plum Fairy and her Cavalier Prince was playing.

"I think having you be me would make it better..." Joe suggested.

You turned around and saw him with a cheeky smile. You then went over and sat down next to him, letting him cuddle you.

"How are you? Was your Christmas Eve busy? I had to do some last-minute shopping..." you said.

"I'm...I'm good...great..." Joe answered.

You looked at him and saw that his ears were bright pink. Normally, he was talkative and confident, but he seemed a little quiet today.

"What's up? Something happened with your mom?" you asked.

"No! She's okay!"

"An audition went badly!?"

"No, not at all! I...it's just I...uh, have a gift for you and it can't wait for tomorrow," he announced.

"Oh! Okay- which one is it?" you questioned, looking after the presents you just finished wrapping up.

He cleared his throat and you returned your head. He had a box that was square and small, wrapped in red and white striped paper.

"Alright, great!" you said cheerfully.

Once you undid the paper and broke open the cardboard box you saw inside was...a small velvet box.

The breath was knocked out of you and your heart picked up.

"Joe, uhm, is...is..."

His eyes, shiny and sincere, looked up at you.

"Y/N, I...I've known you for a while and we have dated for a while and I..I think I have loved you from the moment I met you. I can be myself around you. It was a small love, but a part of me wondered, just wondered...wondered if I met the person who should be my person. I just had to be sure...so I spent time with you. And that little love it grew and grew. I see stars in your eyes, Y/N, and a smile that gives me life. Crap, I'm getting so sappy! I..."

He rubbed the back of his head.

"I don't even talk like this!"

"It's okay, Joe!" you said with a slight laugh. But your eyes were starting to well up.

"But I love you, Y/N and I want you to be happy. I would love it if I could make you happy for the rest of your life, so Y/N..."

Your head spun as he got on one knee. The music surged to it's most romantic.

"Will you marry m-"

It was cut off as you leaned down and planted a large kiss on his lips in answer.

There was a sudden buzz from his phone. It was from Ben.

"Have you proposed to her yet, Mate? Update me!"

Both of you smiled at it. You opened the box and propped the shiny diamond ring on your finger.

"Let's take a picture as an answer!" you suggested.

Taglist: @borhapgirlforlife19 @queenlover05

[likesomekindofcheese]

Prayer Circle

🕯🕯🕯

🕯 Grigor/Marial is 🕯

🕯 retconned in S3 🕯

🕯 of The Great 🕯

🕯 And he goes back 🕯

🕯 To his wife 🕯

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[bohrapbois]

Unexpected’ to be released February 1st!

From Randy Wayne’s Instagram story

[sillygoose3964]

This is a Queen account now and maybe I’ll post stuff

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy John Deacon x fem. reader long fic where reader is home alone with their 2 year old daughter while John is on tour and while tucking the little girl into bed, their daughter tells reader how much she misses John and reader assures their daughter that her dad will be home very soon and that he loves them both so much and the next day on Christmas, John surprises them by coming home early?

cute!

HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

pairings: John deacon x fem!reader summary: ^^^^^ warnings: none

John had been on tour for almost 2 months now, leaving you with your two year old daughter. He was away quite a bit and as much as you wanted him to be around more for you and your daughter, you knew it payed the bills and made him happy.

John and the rest of Queen were touring to support their new album 'A Night At The Opera'

but it was Christmas tomorrow and your daughter was begging for her father

"I miss him" she sniffled

"I know you do, sweetie. I do too. but it's what he needs to do." you smiled down at her.

you slipped her blanket over her small body. kissing her on her forehead.

"I want him now. it's christmas" she cried sadly

"I know, Honey, he wished he could be here too. he wants you to know he loves you very much and can't wait to see you in April" you told her lovingly

"too long!" she whined

"I know, honey. but he's doing this because he loves us. ok? he loves you very much. time will fly by and he'll be home as soon as you know it. ok?" you spoke softly

"promise?"

"I promise" you put out your pinky for her

you kissed her again before walking to the door a turning off the light

"Merry christmas, Honey" you shut the door, sighing as you looked down

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"Mommy!" you heard you daughter yell as she ran into your room

"Mommy, wake up! Christmas!" she yelled

"I'm up, sweetie" you yawned as she crawled on your bed, shaking you

"presents!" she screamed cheerfully

"alrighty, let's go" you hopped out of bed and picked her up, taking her downstairs to your living room, where your tree was set up with the presents sitting underneath it neatly

you put her down and sat down as she ran to the gifts. she sat down next the them and picked one up, ripping it open, finding a pink bear with bow around it's neck.

she gasped and held on to it tightly

"I love it!" she beamed

"open that one!" you pointed to the one with red wrapping paper

"okay!" she giggled

she picked it up and opened it. her face lighting up as she saw a doll of a baby.

she thanked you and went to her room, to put it with the rest of her dolls.

there was a knock on the door. assuming it with your parents or something, you went to open it.

John stood in front of you with a grin and a bag in his handcas you opened the door

"John!" you wrapped your arms around him "why aren't you in America?"

"we leave on the 27th" he stated

"Mommy!" you heard your daughter call

"she's missed you so much" you told John

"did you?" he asked as he walked in.

"of course I did, John"

"honey, guess who's here!" you called out for your daughter

"I'll get her" you said

"I love you" he kissed you

"I love you too" you smiled. going up to your 2 year old

"who's here?" she questioned

"just wait" you picked her up, going down to the living room where her dad stood waiting for her. you put her down and she ran to him

"Dada!" she yelled happily

"hey, sweetie" he greeted, picking her up

"your tour?" she asked

"I'm here with you and mommy for a few days" he explained simply

she cheered and looked at his bag

"presents?!"

"you bet!" he kissed her cheek

she got out of his arms and got the present, immediately playing with it

you looked down at your daughter playing on the ground, smiling at her

you walked to the kitchen, going to make yourself a coffee

"you think I forgot about you?" Johns voice said from behind you, you smiled as you turned the kettle on

he walked to you, passing you a box from behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

you rolled your eyes as you opened the white box, seeing a beautiful necklace and pair of earrings comfortably laying in it.

"they're beautiful, John" you admitted

"I know, I saw them in the window and just thought of you, I knew I had to get them" he replied softly,

you took the necklace out of the box, letting John take it from your hands, moving your hair out of the way and putting it around your neck.

You turned to face him

"Merry Christmas, My love" he rubbed your arms.

"Merry Christmas, Deaky" you smiled, pulling his in for a gentle kiss.

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[bohrapbois]

Ben, Joe and Gwil in New York!! (Via Joes Instagram)

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long fic where reader and Joe are spending Christmas with Joe’s family and reader watches Joe being adorable with his nieces and nephews and admires how good he is with them and is so excited for Joe to open her big surprise she has for him later tonight. Later that night, Joe, reader, and Joe’s family are all in the living room taking turns opening presents and when it’s Joe’s turn, reader requests that he open his present from her last, and when he opens her present, inside is a Yankees onesie that says Mazzello on the back and a sonagram photo and everybody is so excited that reader and Joe are going to have a baby?

yep!

you watched as Joe hugged his family, saying hello and merry Christmas to them all. after hugging Joe they greeted you with a warm welcome.

you heard a little scream from two young children from the living room and Joe's laugh following after it.

you walked into the room, seeing your niece and nephew being tickled with the stuffed broccoli. they were giggling you screaming.

you smiled at the sight

"auntie Y/n! help us" your nephew yelled breathlessly

"what do you want me to do?!" you giggled

"get him away!"

"she can't help you" Joe laughed, continuing to tickle them

they both screamed, squirming in your spot, trying to get out of their grip.

your mother in law called you all for dinner, making the kids laugh in Joes face as he stopped.

"would you like some wine, dear?" your mother in law asked, gowing around the table filling the adults glasses

"oh no thank you, I don't drink on Christmas" you shook your head. turning the drink down

she smiled at you before filling Joe's glass with wine.

"help yourself to any drink in the fridge"

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"presents!" your nephy yelled out, running to the tree and kneeling down in front of it with a big smile on his face

you all sat down in the living room and watched as the kids ripped open their presents

"hey, you two have to open mine!" Joe smile at the kids, looking over at the two wrapped presents you two bought for them.

your nephew picked up his present, gasping as he saw a lego star wars set

"woah, thank you!" he said, getting up at hugging you and Joe.

your niece opened the box, seeing a little pearl bracelet and a teddy bear

she tanked you both and smiled widely.

"ok, you open mine" Joe said, passing you a box

you opened the box, seeing a candle, perfume and a necklace with chocolates scattered around the area.

you leaned over and kissed him "thank you" you muttered to him

"eww!" the kids pretended to throw up as you kissed him. Joe laughed at them and pulled out the broccoli from behind him.

their eyes widened and they had scared looks on their faces, quickly apologising

"ok now mine" you said, passing Joe a thin box. he gently pulled the ribbon, lifting the lid and looking down at the little white onesie with blue striped and sleeves that said Yankees

"I think you got the wrong size" your brother in law commented

Joe pulled out the onesie and saw how small it was, he looked down at the box again. seeing a sonogram photo of a little growing baby. Joe looked up at you with watery eyes

"seriously?" he laughed breathlessly

"yeah" you nodded, starting to cry

"this isn't a joke?" a tear fell from his eyes

you shook your head and smiled

you put the box next to him and pulled you into a hug, crying.

"I don't get it. is he crying that it doesn't fit him?" your nephew said

"you're going t have a cousin, Honey" you sister in law said happily.

everyone congratulated you both and hugged you tightly.

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy John Deacon x fem. reader long fic where it’s Christmas Eve and John surprises reader with a present and when reader opens it, it’s a velvet box and when reader looks inside it turns out to be a ring and John takes it from her and gets down on one knee and goes into this speech about how much he loves her and that when he met her it was love at first sight and he asks reader to marry him?

Yess! so cute!

CHRISTMAS SURPRISES

pairings: John Deacon x Fem!reader summary: ^^^^ warnings: too cute

"hey, I got you something" Your boyfriend of 5 years, John said walking down the stairs with a wrapped box in his hand

"well put it under the tree then" you smiled at him as he sat down next to you on the couch.

it was a cold night and the fireplace was on, warming you up as you drank hot chocolate.

"just open it" he held it out for you to take

"but it's not christmas yet, that's tomorrow, can't it wait only a few more hours?" you leaned into him resting your head on his chest, hearing his heart race, so fast you would've thought he ran a marathon. it made you wonder why

"no it can't" he stated

you put your hot chocolate on the coffee table and leaned back into him, taking the box from him, you looked at him and raised an eyebrow

"what is it?" you asked him

"I'm not gonna tell you, that would ruin the surprise" he rolled his eyes

as you ripped the wrapping paper of the box, John leaned forward and took a sip of your drink, trying to hide his nervous face as you opened his gift.

you opened the box to see another, smaller box inside. You pulled the box out and looked at it. the pretty red velvet box you held in your hand made your smile.

it hadn't been the first time he's given you a box like that, only a few months prior he gave you a similar box with a necklace inside, and a year before was a pair of earrings.

"you give me too much of these, i practically have a whole draw of similar boxes" you joked with a giggle, he didn't look as amused as you though, his face held something different.

your smile faltered as you noticed his uncomfortable state

you looked at the box and became confused, it made you wonder...

you opened the box slowly and looked at it intently, a beautiful ring, decorated with the prettiest of diamonds was staring right backup at you

you looked up at John and a lump formed in your throat, he slowly took the box off you and got off the couch, making his way down on one of his knees.

it's that type of ring.

you body begun to feel hot and your vision went blurry

"John-" you start to say

"can you let me talk sweetheart?" he managed to smile shyly

"sorry" you apologised, sitting up and grabbed onto the blanket covering your legs

"you are- the best the that has ever happened to me, and I love you with all my heart, you make me want to be a better person and I am forever grateful for you. I have never wanted anything more than I want you, and it's been that way since we met- at the bar"

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"I'm going to talk to her" roger said to the bored John.

Roger had dragged John to a bar, telling him he needed to put himself out there.

"you go do that" John sighed.

Roger had been staring at a girl sitting at a table on the other side of the room. she sat there talking to her friend who seemed uncomfortable to be there

"but I can't just go and take her away from her friend"

"look Roger, I think I might just leave-"

"you have to come with me" Roger pulled John up from his seat and made his way to their table with John trailing behind

"hey ladies!" Roger greeted joyfully

"hey" the girl said, looking up at the Roger and John hiding behind him

"need a drink?"

after a while, Roger and the girl were practically on top of each other on the other side of the booth, leaving John sitting awkwardly next to a girl he doesn't know the name of.

"what do you say we get out of here?" Roger suggested to crystal.

"yeah sure!"

they leave their seats and begin gathering their things

"wait no- you're my ride" the girl beside John said to crystal

"I'm sure John will give you a ride" Roger replied to her.

the girl next to him sunk in her chair, feeling dumped

"bye" Roger waved, winking to John before leaving with his new one night stand, leaving John with a girl he didn't know. he looked over to her, seeing that she was already looking at him.

"I'm John" he smiled nervously

"I know, your from that band" she said sheepishly, looking down at her lap, fiddling with her fingers

John was caught off guard, he didn't know what to do or say in this situation

"what's your name?" John asked

"Y/n"

"thats a pretty name"

John noticed the girls face turn a light shade of pink as he said that and it made him nervous, realising what he said

"thanks" she smiled at him sweetly

the two begun talking for two more hours before realising the time

"I should probably get going, it was nice meeting you John" the girl said, picking up her purse and putting her jacket on.

"we should- uh- do this. we do this" John stuffed up his words

"i'd like that" she giggled before she wrote down her contact on a napkin and gave it to him

"bye John" she smiled, kissing him on the cheek, getting John all flustered at the affection

she walked out of the bar, smiling at him as she looked back at him

John sat there for a minute before he got up and walked out with the napkin in his pocket.

he saw that is was heavily raining and he worried for you, you didn't have an umbrella on you and you didn't even have a ride.

you didn't have a ride

John looked around and noticed you, waiting for a bus while soaking wet

he couldn't leave you out in the rain like that, he wouldn't. especially because you were the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and one of the sweetest.

"I can give you a ride" he stated as he got closer to you, getting drenched

she turned around and smiled at him

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"it makes me wonder what would happen if i left you out there in the rain, but I'm glad i didn't. I love you more than anything in the world and I would appreciate it if you would let me spend the rest of my life with you. so, sweetheart, will you marry me?" John finished his ramble

you couldn't come up with any words to reply with and john was left there for a second of silence.

you decided your throat was failing you and just kissed him. running your hands through his long hair and pulling him closer. he pulled away for a second to look at you

"I need an answer" he said, looking down at the ring

"yes! why would I ever say no?" you told him before placing another kiss on his lips

he placed the ring on your finger and let a deep breath he didn't know he was holding.

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okokokok i hope that was alright

[likesomekindofcheese]

Happy Birthday to Wale’s Ass/my DILF/ Welsh Disney Prince Gwilym Lee!

(With some of my personal pics bc I am not exaggerating when I say he owns my thirsty ass)

[gwilymleeschesthair]

joe. don’t play with my heart like this.

[gwilymleeschesthair]

MY HEART

[gwilymleeschesthair]

may i have your hand in marriage sir