#ELLE YOURE SO MUCH I LOVE YOU TOO 💜💜💜

[the-kipsabian]

Confess my undying love for you on anon??? You think im a coward? I love you NIGHT aint never gonna stop lovin you NIGHT

[wutheringheights78]

what are your top 10 lesbian movies the people want to know

omg now this is a good question i organized this chronologically

les diaboliques 1955 - based on a play, i just love cluzot and think two women murdering one's lame husband so they can run away together is awesome

je tu il elle 1974 - similarly love chantal akerman so so so much. did you know this was one of the first films to have an extended erotic scene between two women ??

desert hearts 1985 - 💜 the first mainstream lesbian film to have a hopeful ending and adapted from jane rule's famous pulp novel this is one of my absoluteee favorites. the costumes, the soundtrack (donna dietch sold her house to afford the rights) and the project!!

go fish 1994 - i watched this more recently bc i was intrigued by rose troche who also wrote for the L word and it's amazing. part documentary, part fiction all in black and white. perfect example if new queer independent cinema

the incredibly true story of two girls in love 1995 - also watched this recently and lovedddd it. so joyful and playful and sweet it feels like eating a big bowl of ice cream

bound 1996 - awesome lesbian sex mafia mob outlaw couple plumbing film shot like if the matrix was goodfellas. yea

the watermelon woman 1999 - like go fish i love the self mythologization in this and of course all their 90s outfits and the video store setting

but i'm a cheerleader 1999 - 💜 i learned the work dyke from this movie when i was 13 and watching a torrent with chinese subtitles

saving face 2004 - romanticdramaedy about love and an overworked doctor's relationship with her mother! so cute and sweet

drive away dolls 2024 - i wanted to choose something more recent and tbh i really enjoyed drive away dolls. it wasn't too serious, it was fun of queer slang, the costumes were great

[pearl-blue-musings]

Aaaaaaa I love wine night 😭💖 (i fear i may have missed a couple in the past) but i’m here now! and with angsty alhaitham thots 🫣😈 how do you think a really bad argument would go with alhaitham and reader? like i’m just imagining so many scenario’s rn and i just wanna dissect this man. i’m just interested in a hc you have of angry alhaitham/how he would handle a fight with his s/o. ya know?

anyway i hope you’re having a wonderful night, mootie. i’ve missed you lots 💖

Z!!!!!! I have missed you so so so much!!! 💜💜💜 I’m always down for an angsty alhaitham you know how much I love him 🙈

Kaveh hates having to be in the middle of arguments, so he’s finally not going to be. At first he wasn’t sure why you would date someone like Alhaitham but he’s not one to judge. Until tonight that is. He’s so tempted to leave his room but honestly his roommate had it coming.

“That scholar was absolutely flirting with you,” you almost scream. “How could you not tell?!”

Alhaitham rolls his eyes as he sits on the couch. “And like I’ve told you, there is nothing going on between us. Your insecurities are astounding.”

How dare he? Kaveh slaps his forehead at his roommates stupidity. “My insecurities?! You have got to be kidding me! Do you hear yourself? Says the person who got mad that Cyno asked for my expertise.”

“The general has had feelings for you for a long time,” Alhaitham responds, “everyone knows that. Why do you indulge him? Is it because he says those awful jokes? You have had such a terrible weakness for those.”

Kaveh can sense that you’ve rolled your eyes and start to pace. “And so what?! Everyone with eyes can see how attractive you are. You’ve had plenty of people confess to you but you were too stupid to realize it. You don’t hear what they say about me! That you should dump me, that I’m no good for the grand sage or grand scribe or whatever!”

“And why do you listen to them?” God, Kaveh wants to strangle his roommate. If he didn’t have a commission to finish up he’d be at your defense right now. “If they flirt with me then there’s nothing I can do. I can’t control them.”

“But you can at least reject their advances! Why can’t you see that? She kissed! Your! Cheek!”

“It was merely friendly.”

“A friendly kiss on the cheek?! Alhaitham do you hear yourself?! No one who is a friend should be kissing you like that!”

Kaveh is certain Alhaitham is about to say something incredibly stupid and hurtful. And unfortunately, he’s correct.

“Then should I not be giving you the same affection? You are my partner after all. I give or receive affection as it’s due.”

Kaveh actually slapped his face that time. With his ear pressed to the door, he can already hear you crying and haphazardly grabbing your things. “Your partner? Am I,” your voice breaks, “nothing more than a means to an end for you? Is this just another partnership to you? To achieve your goals?” By this point you’re openly sobbing and Kaveh wants nothing more than to hug you and slap his friend.

Alhaitham pauses to think. “I don’t think-“

“Fucking forget it,” you breathe out with exhaustion. “I’m out of here.”

“Sure, just walk away angry instead of talking about it like you always do.”

You push him then and make your way out of the house. The door slams quickly and that’s when Kaveh makes his move. “You’re a fucking idiot,” Kaveh sighs. “You basically said they’re not special to you and that you do this with everyone.”

Kaveh had never seen his roommate run so fast in his life, presumably to catch up to you and profusely apologize.

Elle’s Wine Night!!

[wqxianwriting]

how to make a golden retriever happy.

SLIGHTLY proofread | f!reader | poly relationship with nick & charlie though reader isn’t dating charlie | pretty damn long i got ahead of myself, sorry :,) | they’re so cute but im so bad at details fr | lunch date, walks, stargazing w fireflies & movie night! (you got headbands to wear… guess what movie charlie is having y’all watch rn) | what is stargazing | author questioning what color sonic’s eyes are | theres some crying at the end and a mention of breaking up but its just those negative thoughts actin up, theyre all okay :) | angst/comfort? | not many kisses unfortunately but THERE ARE SOME, like three scenes… two? | there is cussing, not much | nick & reader flashbacks

#%a/n%#;; first request done! thanks for it, they mean so much to me. i didn’t wanna make it too long but here we are lolol, hope it’s enjoyable though 🥹💜 also ntm on your family details but your mom does appear and she has a “set” personality! no one else appears though so you can imagine the reader’s family how you want, though it is mentioned your mom is married. also note, since reader is a lady she goes to the same school as like, elle darcy tara (and probably imogen too, right?). meant to post this yesterday but i wanted to add some stuff at the end haha, sorry sorry this is a whole ass wattpad book fr, feel like i wrote so much and nothing at the same time. hope you enjoy if you give it a read thought fhdhdj

OH YEAH last thing, the emotions in this story is kind of a whiplash 💀 one minute they’re happy the next theyre kinda sad or bittersweet so- hopefully the pacing doesnt seem bad… BE WARNED. shouldn’t be too crazy. okay thats it this time do enjoy

character(s):

nick & charlie (heartstopper)

elle & tao cameo

reader’s mom omg she’s a sweetheart, charlie’s parents are mentioned/super small cameo, nick’s mom also has a small cameo/is mentioned

darcy, imogen and sahar are very briefly mentioned!

The sweet sound of the school bell rings throughout and the school and every single student sighs in relief of the noise. You glance up at the clock on the wall before looking around the classroom where students are packing up their bags while talking noisily to one another.

You allow yourself to recline in your chair, left arm reaching back to where your backpack dangles off the seat and slide your hands into the side pocket, grabbing your phone.

Nicky Ricky Dicky: I’m alive!

Char: you live! i live too :) wanna walk together today or are you both busy? (gonna pick you up bestie)

Y/N: i’ll meet you outside (ty loveliest)

Char: awesome!!! nick?

Nicky Ricky Dicky: Sorry aha, I need to go home quickly today but I’ll be sure to join tomorrow!

This makes you pout and you can imagine your bestfriend having the same expression because the sad emoji he wrote in the group-chat even makes you sadder.

Char: ☹️

Y/N: don’f worry charlie

Y/N: Don’t*

Nicky Ricky Dicky: Sorry :,)

Char: It’s fine! Do what you have to do… we gonna facetime tonight though?

Char hearts your message ‘don’f worry charlie’.

Nicky Ricky Dicky: No promises but I’ll do my best. 😠❤️

Nicky Ricky Dicky: i gtg now, love you both <3

Y/N: lym! ❤️

Char: love you! ❤️❤️❤️

Y/N: three hearts 🥹

Char: y/n. STOP. come outside before i die

Y/N: omg… such a drama king like okay

You write and yet, you’re quick to jump from your chair and snatch your bag before sliding it on your shoulder. You push in your chair and skip out into the hallways where you see Elle. “Heya, Elle!”

She smiles warmly and waves goodbye to her friends before stepping in sync with you. “Hey there, Miss, didn’t catch your name.” You bump her shoulder and she bumps you back. “What’re you up to?”

“Charlie’s gonna come pick me up, hopefully via bike… mines broke the other day.” You sigh and she gives you a look of pity while trying to bite back a grin. Then she perks up.

“Not Nick?”

You shake your head, rubbing a hand against your temple. “Mm-mm, you ever just get a feeling something is off?”

Elle nods, turning her face away from you and her hands grip onto the handle of her bag that bounces against her legs. “Yeah, just putting it out there… graduation may be on his mind, I know its on mine and it’s been kicking my ass to be honest,” You wrap an arm around her in comfort and she hums in appreciation. “Just all that weird stuff, weird thoughts and anxiety…” Then she pauses, raising a hand and flicking her wrist. “Okay- not weird, but you know.”

That makes you snort, “Yeah, I get’cha… maybe, but we’ve always been open about that kind of stuff, I just don’t understand why it’d be a issue… I mean, we’ve talked about it many times before so it’s kind of odd, I guess?” You and Elle share a look of confusion before shrugging.

“Maybe it’s been having more of an impact y’know? You can speak easily about something when you’re not there yet but… graduation is coming up and everyone is worried about the future. You know how things don’t hit you till it’s happening literally next week or something? Maybe its hitting harder.”

Your heart clenches in pain at those words. She’s not wrong, there is a high chance it’s staring to affect him more… hitting harder than you’d know. You nibble on your bottom lip in concern and furrow your eyebrows,

“Well. If he’s being an idiot and isn’t gonna come to us about it then I’ll beat him up.” You place your hands on your hips, lightly joking to disperse the tense air between the two of you. Of course he isn’t being an idiot but you refuse to let him stress on his own. Elle chokes out a laugh in surprise.

“Oh god, he better run, she’s scary when she’s angry.” One of her hands let go of her bag and she hold her stomach while laughing a bit more. “Wouldn’t that be a sight?”

You scoff, “Like we haven’t argued before.”

“You argue about literal video games.”

“Stop.” You laugh and push at her shoulder. “Oh, and Elle, you know I’m your friend and if you ever need an ear to lend about college talk or need help to get your mind off of it to just relax, you got me.” She stares at you for a few beats before cracking into a grin.

“Thank you, Y/N. You know you got me too.”

Outside the school building you’re quick to spot two familiar figures by the gate. “Yes, he’s here!” Your arms raise in celebration then instantly flop down, “There’s no bike…!”

Elle calls out which makes the two boys stiff in seconds.

“Get your butts over here, Mr. Xu and Mr. Spring!” They awkwardly crane their necks to your direction and simultaneously sigh in relief – probably thinking you were teachers.

“You nearly gave me a heart attack!” Tao exclaims as you and Elle once you’re right infront of the two, gesturing to his heart. Elle is quick to place a hand over his chest – Tao’s cheeks lowkey reddening but you decide not to point it out for his sake – and her eyes widen a bit.

“Tao, your chest is gonna shoot out your chest.”

“See?”

“That is the goal, sire.” You finger gun at him and he smacks your hand away lightly with an exasperated look. It makes you giggle. “Elle is just feeling a little silly today.”

“It’s my agenda.” She grins before engulfing Charlie into a hug and he squeaks in surprise before squeezing her back. “Hello, Charlie!”

“Are you sure your heart isn’t pounding because you’ve gotten your daily dose of Elle?” You whisper while stepping in line next to Tao, facing your head to your other friends but you can see him tense at the corner of your eye.

He pinches his nose bridge, mumbling and you catch some of the words, suspiciously sounding like him saying he’s gonna fight you. His cheeks bloom a rosy rose so you take the win either way and smugly smirk at him.

“Hi, Elle!” His muffled laugh catches your attention, making you and Tao smile at the interaction before you wrap an arm around the latter, making him eyeroll, of course he does, but he wraps an arm around your shoulder and gives you a light squeeze in response.

“We best be off on our merry way,” You speak up, checking the time as the two friends let go of eachother. “I wanna stop by that new shop that opened a few weeks ago… Is that fine, Char?”

He gives you a thumbs up and Elle speaks, “Let me know how their desserts taste, I’ve been wondering but honestly they don’t look that good so…” She stares at you with a grimace before shrugging.

“Noted~” You say in a singsong voice before wrapping your arms around Charlie. “I’ll call you later, enjoy your afternoon date.” You and Charlie give the couple teasing grins and they take the bait, looking away in shyness but Tao takes the initiative and connects their hands together. It makes you melt.

“Shut up.” He groans, snapping but tone very much unthreatening adding on the fact he’s trying to cover his flustered face with his free hand.

“Yes, yes grumpy old man, we’ll see you later.” You and Charlie waist no time to start down the road with waves.

“Bye!” He shouts.

“I’m not a grumpy old man!” Tao stomps his foot, comedically. Right. How could you make that mistake?

“Bye, Y/N and Charlie!” Elle laughs with a wave and tugs her totally-not-grumpy boyfriend off in the other direction. You watch their hands tighten around eachother, squinting in amusement when Tao’s scowl instantly softens into a lovestruck gaze.

“Ahhh, young love.”

“You’re starting to sound like the old one here.” Charlie snickers, hands coming up to hold onto your forearms that are still bounded around him.

“You wound me, Char.” You squeeze him and he huffs. “I literally think the same when you and Nick are interacting, it’s so,” You make weird noises, fingers wiggling. “Y’know? Very sweet. Very cute, I even have some photos of you latching onto eachother while sleeping. Wanna see-?”

His brain feels like it’s shutting down, lightly smacking your arm when you lift it as to grab your phone. “Stop it.” You could practically see those animated stars swirling around his head and laugh.

You relent and unwrap your arms with a cheeky smile. He glances at you before hiding his face in his hands. “Ughh, whatever. You act like you don’t jump Nick the minute you see him.” Yeah, that’s crazy. You feel your own cheeks flaring up.

“You must be blind.”

“No, no, no. Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Lie!” He exclaims in a joking tone, uncovering his face and poking you in accusation. You lean away, losing your balance and forcing yourself to lean on your tippy toe. Your other foot comes down onto pavement with a stomp and you twirl like you’re dancing. Charlie definitely notices this misstep, doesn’t say anything but you see his shoulders shaking in silence. He’s laughing.

“I never lie?” You pick off the conversation.

“Was that a question?” He tilts his head back at you.

“No?”

He stares at you, eyebrow twitching and you puff out your cheeks like a frog, looking anywhere but in his direction. “You’re awfully cheeky today.”

“How am I being cheeky?” He gives you a look like you’re being ridiculous.

“Charlie Spring is a little cheeky today, my oh my, what have I done to deserve this.” Then you raise your voice in a slight yell, “Ahhh! Who is this?! This isn’t my Charlieeee…!” Your arms reach for the sky.

“You’re an idiot.” He takes the chance and poke you again which makes you yelp. You narrow your eyes. He runs off, you chase.

That was last week. You haven’t seen your boyfriend in a couple of days and it’s concerning. He responds hours late to your messages, doesn’t even respond in your group chat with Charlie, his calls barely last ten minutes and you literally haven’t seen this man in person. Charlie tells you he still shows up at school but his eye-bags are pretty bad.

“Is he avoiding me? I’m confused.” You frown, balled up on Charlie’s bed and feeling very mixed. A little annoyed, a little sad, and alot of worried. Charlie sets down two mugs on his bedside table and sits next to you on the bed. His rests a hand atop of your head and lightly taps it.

“No… I don’t think so. I see him at school and he tries to act normal but even he doesn’t respond to me like that outside of school.” The scowl his face makes has deepened and you’re quick to wrap an arm around his leg in comfort. He lets out a weak smile but it’s quick to fall off his face. “I’m confused too…”

You both stay silent, it’s nearly deafening. “I don’t wanna force him to tell us anything – I mean, he knows he can come to us if he needs it but if he’s really stressed about school maybe we can help give him some space to not think about it. Even if its only for a bit, you know?” Charlie listens to you mumble while tugging at a loose thread on his sweater and nods slowly, eyes lost in thought.

“Should we go somewhere?” He tilts his head back to look at the ceiling before his gaze travels around his room’s walls, hoping to find an inkling of inspection.

“That sounds fine.” The somber feeling in the room lifts a bit when you start to grin. You shift onto your back, raising your right arm in the air and sprawl out your fingers. “We could go out, do something and eat… I kinda wanna stargaze, is that weird?”

He lets out a chuckle, glancing down at you with a teasing glint in his eyes, “Wow, you’re such a romantic, Y/N. I’m shocked.” To which you scoff.

“Well, duh. Who makes all the date plans?”

“Okay, no, that’s because you say we’re bad at planning dates – you refuse us to even be involved.”

“Charlie, Nick brought you to a dog park as a date.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“You both stayed there till nine.”

He full on laughs now, bumping you with his knee and you smack it back in retort. “No judgement though, I would do the same but that was for the whole day! Who stays at a dog park from Eleven to Nine?” He continues to laugh until they turn into giggles.

“Maybe… we’re unique.”

“True that. You didn’t even bring baby Nells, shaking my head.” To put emphasis, you shake your head and your friend has to gasp out for air. “Don’t die, now.”

“Whatever whatever.” He brings his hands to his face and rubs his cheeks in circular motion to calm himself. His face is flushed and he exhales slowly before reaching for his phone. “Do you want your drink?”

You remove your arm from his leg and sit up properly, holding on your hands and he complies, placing the mug between them. “Thank you~” You lean on the wall, flopping your legs onto Charlie’s before crossing them at the ankles – to which he sighs in annoyance and it makes you grin. “What’re you doing?”

“I’m gonna search for places to go that is nearby but not too close… you have a place in mind for stargazing?” He grabs his own mug that is black and littered with yellow stars, how ironic. You nod sleepily, slowly sipping your preferred drink and tap at the cup absentmindedly.

“Yeah, it’s near my house.”

He flicks his eyes towards you for a second.

Then goes back to typing on his phone.

“You mean it is your home.”

“Maybe.”

You smirk, he sighs and you both go back to planning. Nick honestly better be willing to get his ass dragged out of the house by his lovely girlfriend and boyfriend because money is involved and you both would be damned if he just wallows in self despair, alone.

So, that’s what happens, you fill Charlie’s parents in on needing to steal your bestfriend during the weekend and some of the plans involved like a movie night. They agreed to let him stay over for the night but he must call every few hours or atleast text.

Your parents love the boys and were completely down with the idea. Of course you also secretly called Nick’s mum and she had filled you in on a couple things that made you a tad bit more nervous to see your boyfriend.

Seems like your assumption was correct (more like Elle’s). “Lately he’s been talking about colleges, right… he’s planning to go on a trip sometime this month to check them out but he seems stressed, it’s been worrying me. You know though, kids probably don’t want their parents all in their business, haha,” She laughs softly and you can hear running water cut off on her end – probably washing something – “He knows he can come to me so I’m just letting him have his space. It’s lovely you and Charlie want to ease his mind! Glad he’s with and friends with two sweethearts,” This makes your face flare up in embarrassment but your chest puffs with pride.

“Of course, and I know he appreciates you being patient and understanding with him. The thing we don’t wanna do is pressure him… I just hope this can help take his mind off of the stress and you know… relax?” You grimace a bit, tugging at the end of your sleeve as the phone sits between your ear and shoulder.

“I get it, mhm. Thank you, Y/N.” Her voice is still soft but gets even more sincere with a hint of emotion. Had you feeling emotional too.

Saturday is quick to arrive and you stare at your reflection with determination. Brushing down your outfit, you admire your date look a bit more before turning around slowly and snatch your bag off the bed which is filled with random necessities that you may or may not need along with your wallet.

“Alright, Nick Nelson, prepare yourself for the best date you’ll ever be on.” You puff out your cheeks, grab you phone of the charger and exit your room. “I’ll be off, Mother~” You hum once you reach the end of the staircase and spot your Mom on the couch with a paper in hand.

“What is with the formal address?” She chuckles behind her hand, standing up and following you towards the front door. “I’ll see you later tonight with Nick and Charlie, right? Enjoy yourselves.” She smiles, wrapping her arms around your head and you hug her back with a gentle squeeze.

“Oh! Wait.”

She quickly unravels herself from you and speeds down the hall to the kitchen. Your eyes stare down the direction she went for a few seconds before deciding to slip on your shoes.

“Okay, here you go.” You’re standing with the door open by the time she comes back and she gives you a picnic basket. It’s not super big but you have to grab it with two hands. Less from the size, more from the weight.

“Mom. What did you pack in here?” You huff out a laugh, going to open the lid but she stops you.

“No, do not open it. It’s like… a wedding. You can’t see your spouse or it’ll be bad luck!” She speaks with a finger raised and you cock an eyebrow up. Whatever you say, Mom is basically your expression and she seems to notice because she places her hands on her hips with an exasperated look. “Just trust me, I’ve done it before and it was bad luck all day.”

“Mhm, mhm, right.” You nod, half listening and backing up on your porch. She follows, hand on the doorknob with a soft smile and she pinches your cheek with her other hand. “Thanks, I love you.”

“Love you too, honey.” She full on grins now and waves. After your ‘see you later’ promises, you’re quick to dart down the street and across the roads to a nearby park where Charlie said he’d meet you after picking up Nick. It gives you enough time to unload the nice lunch packed for the three of you and hopefully buy some refreshing popsicles or ice creams before they arrive.

Seems like luck is on your side though – maybe your Mom was right – because the minute you finish laying out the huge blanket in a nice shaded area you hear the sound of someone ringing a familiar bell sound. You turn your head so quick it nearly gave you whiplash and your eyes widen at the person walking along the park’s path, pushing a white squared cart decorated with photos of different types of cold treats.

You take your bag and phone, dialing Charlie’s number while speedwalking across the grassy field. It takes two rings before you hear his voice.

“Yes, partner in crime?” His voice comes off as staticky for a moment.

“What the hell are you doin’, your mic is scuffed as hell…”

“I’m walking!” You could imagine the eyeroll Charlie would do and bite your cheek to not laugh.

“Are you with Nick?” You continue to talk but smile in greeting when the ice cream seller stops at you coming over. He says hello and you wave before looking over all the choices on the cart.

“Yes. We’re grabbing drinks right now, you okay?”

“Yeah! I’m at the park, set up the picnic – though the food is still in the basket,” You glance back at your spot and after making sure nothing seems out of the ordinary you look back at the cart. “You remember those ice cream cart things? You want something?”

It’s silent between the two of you as Charlie ponders, in the meantime you point to your desired choice and the guy nods with a smile, opening the ice cream cart before digging around in the pile of cold desserts until he finds the one you want.

“Do they-“ He cuts himself off with a chuckle and you perk up at his voice, “Do they um,” He snorts this time then sighs to calm himself, “The ones with the bubblegum eyes. I wanna try one.”

You laugh a little, thanking the ice cream man as he sets the packaged treat in your hand. “Do you want the sonic one or something?”

“Whatever you spot first or whichever is given. Oh wait- Nick-“ You zone out a bit as he speaks to the blond and point to the blue hedgehog. The ice cream man continues his search. “He said he wants the crybaby ice cream.”

“Oh god.” You sigh in adoration, tilting your head back to the clear blue sky. “Weren’t they, like, terrible the last time we tried them?”

This time you hear Nick’s cheerful voice and he scoffs, “Okay, no. That was because for some weird reason you and Darcy wanted to put warheads into the mix.”

“Thank you,” You say to the nice man, grabbing a ten and a five dollar bill as a tip out of your wallet with a smile. You then put all the treats into your bag along with the wallet, waving the man bye which he returns and goes on his merry way. Your focus goes back to the two boys. “Ah yes, I remember the part where your face went sooo red. Hilarious, I have videos I think.”

He groans in prospect and you hear muffled giggles erupt from Charlie. “Why do you do this to me?”

“What are you talking about?” You tease and he groans again.

Charlie then speaks up, sounding way closer to the phone. “Alright! We’ll see you in two-point-five seconds.” You hum in response and say your goodbyes before hanging up the phone.

You reach the blanket again, flopping on your tush and take the ice creams out, aligning them with precision on top of the picnic basket. Charlie doesn’t disappoint because not two minutes later you see two familiar figures walking down the park path, one of them pointing towards your general direction and ditching the path to the grass.

You could feel your heart pound from… nervousness or excitement? Maybe both and it makes you grin, waving at the two. They get closer and Charlie waves awkwardly with a hand that has a drink in it, to which you notice his other hand also had a drink… and one of Nick’s. The blond’s other hand is carrying headbands of some sort and a bag is hanging off his arm.

“Char told me to get these while we were in the grocery store.” Nick speaks first when they get to you, he lifts the hand with headbands. “I decided not to question it.” You raise your hands and he carefully sets the accessories in them. Ah. Barbie headbands.

“Charlie…” Your brows pinch in amusement but also bewilderment. “What have you decided?”

He chuckles mysteriously, lifting a foot off the ground to point at your hand. “Put those down and take your drink, please. My hands are freezing.”

“Oops.” You comply and take the cup. The two eventual settle down with Nick in the middle and you quietly take a nice sip of the beverages. “Thank you.”

The boys nod and you glance at Nick, noticing the shadows of bags under his eyes. It makes you frown for a second, “So, what am I doing here on this lovely day.” Before you could inquire, Nick speaks up first, eyes shutting in contentment and a pretty smile adoring his face.

You lean back on the palm of your hand, eyeing Charlie and he meets your gaze. “Can we not want to hang out with the one and only, Mr. Nick Nelson?” You speak with a teasing tone, leaning into his side. His smile goes wider and he opens his eyes to meet yours.

“You make me sound like some big shot.”

Your eyes narrow.

“Well it was hard to reach you… so…” His gaze falters along with his smile, nervously tapping the top of his cup. “Not to pressure you, you know that but Charlie and I will always be there to listen if you need it.” You poke his arm gently and you spot Charlie’s hand sliding into Nick’s.

“Yeah.” Charlie nods, squeezing their hands, “But if not, that’s fine too. Y/N and I wanted to just, relax with you. Spend some time together.”

That makes Nick let out a shaky laugh and a wobbly smile. “Thanks.” He pauses. “Really. It’s just been, crazy?” He nibbles at his bottom lip before sighing and flops on his back, leaving his cup between his crossed legs and dragging the two of you down with him – which makes you all share a laugh.

Charlie rests against his boyfriend’s chest – facing his direction and you flip onto your stomach to play with both of their soft locks. “What has?” You ask softly.

He’s silent for a bit, tapping his fingers on your back with his free hand. “I’m not sure, school? Life? …Me? There’s no exact reason, everything just seems to be crashing down in my brain and it’s annoying to say the least.” He sighs heavily, “I’m probably just having that kind of month where everything is just feels like alot.” He frowns and you move the hand in his hair down under his chin, gently squeezing his cheeks and he chuckles.

“That’s perfectly fine, it happens.” You move the hand to trail up the left side of his face and place your palm over his forehead like you’re checking his temperature and it makes Charlie join in, prodding at Nick’s neck gently.

“There’s a lot going through your life right now, perfectly understandable why it feels overwhelming and such. Thank you for talking to us about it.” Charlie speaks softly.

“Of course. I don’t,” Nick pauses, opening his eyes with a flash of worry, “I don’t want it to feel like I’m shutting you both out or anything, or if it feels like you’ve done something wrong. I feel less weird thinking I’m overreacting, haha…” The laugh comes off flat but from the reassuring smiles from his lovers, he feels at ease.

“You’re not.”

“Nuh-uh.” You and Charlie speak simultaneously, denying such thoughts. It makes Nick laugh which sounds less forceful.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to talk about everything right now since I don’t even think I’m done… accessing everything but really, thank you. You both are my anchors.” If you didn’t tear up from that, your heart definitely did. Charlie gets up off Nick, letting go of the blond’s hand and tilts his head back with his hands over his face.

“Same, Charlie.” You cover your own face and lay flat against the blanket.

“I…” Nick trails off with another laugh and he sits back up which catches both of your attention. “Can we eat though, I’m getting a little hungry.” He gives a shy smile and you also sit up.

“Oh shit, what if the ice cream melted?!” This realization has the three of you shooting towards the basket, grabbing the packaged delights and simultaneously sigh in relief. They’re not melted… yet.

“Should we just eat these first and then eat the actual lunch next?” Charlie bites back a laugh, already opening up the plastic and pulling out the bubblegum eye Sonic, wasting no time to put it in his mouth with wide adorning eyes.

You and Nick watch him in amusement before opening your own. “I wanted this lime popsicle they usually sell but there were none.” You sigh before eyeing Nick’s container of airhead ice cream. He opens the top and it reveals the swirls of… red? Or pink and green.

“That’s funny, we saw those while we were at the store. There were these coconut flavors too.” Nick reminisces, plucking the taped but wrapped in it’s own plastic wooden spoon off the side of the ice cream container.

Charlie hums before looking down at the bitten into Sonic, “Why does Sonic have green eyes? Are they actually green?”

You all stay silent.

“I thought they were black or brown?” You speak in confusion.

“Right? Even blue….” Charlie tilts his head.

“Technically all of those are correct though they turn red as well… It’s the different franchises, I guess?” Nick furrows his brows in thought, scooping into his sour treat after freeing the wooden stick and eats away, wincing here and there. You watch with amusement.

The lunch date you can say with absolute certainty was very successful. You all catch up on things that have been going on and different shows you’ve been watching. Sharing ice cream, stuffing yourselves full with your Mom’s cooking – there was even a drink war? All you knew was one minute you were nearly done with your beverage and the next it’s being tossed in Nick’s direction as you try and run away from Charlie’s retort from you getting him seconds before. Ah, can’t forget the classic kisses shared under one of the many trees at the park and the newest photos stored in your ‘Nick & Char ❤️’ album, like the picture of Charlie ‘painting’ Nick’s face with whip cream. Where the fuck did you get whip cream from? Ask your mother.

Around the time you were all packing up, a teenager around your age ran up with their four other friends and inform you there is a nice walking trail – pointing towards the area where the park path splits, one continuing into a circle around the whole field and the other going into an area with rows of trees.

“Y’think we’ll get jumpscared? Like a haunted path or something.” You joked.

“They said there’s a nice stream down the path.” Nick smirks at your joking, placing a hand on your head and you puff out your cheeks, feeling them heat up a bit.

“Ah yes, you can take a nice swim in it when I push you in there, Y/N.” Charlie hums, quick to dart his eyes away when you flip your head in his direction.

“You’re so evil to me?” You watch him with wild eyes, mouth agape and he laughs.

“Do you think we’ll actually able to get in?” Nick ponders and you flip the wild gaze to him now.

“With us three, I’m sure we can pull it off.” Charlie responds with a menacing grin, mischief all up in his eyes and you’re playing ping pong with your eyes, flitting back and forth between them.

“I’m gonna be arrested today, huh…” Your boyfriend and bestfriend just giggle like evil people.

In the end, you three didn’t get in the stream’s water but there were some fishes so you decided to feel them the crust that Charlie didn’t eat from his sandwich and take some more photos. Nick had picked Charlie up bridal-style, getting dangerously close to the water and you record it all.

“Don’t drop me!” Charlie tightens his hold around Nick, fear and excitement in his tone.

“This takes me back to the beach…” Nick ignores his boyfriend’s pleas and spins around carefully.

“Do not reminisce while I’m in your arms, please and thank you?!” He exclaims and it makes you full on laugh, an arm over your stomach while watching the whole exchange happen.

It’s not long before it turns from afternoon to evening, you three return back from the area with Nick and Charlie debating on if they saw a deer or not. Charlie saying it was definitely there and Nick saying it wasn’t there.

“Carl Grimes flashbacks…” You hum and Charlie puts you in a headlock.

“Do not. I will cry right here.” He pouts and pulls at your cheeks, ignoring your protests. Nick watches with a soft gleam in his eyes, rocking the picnic basket back and forth with a hand.

You all walk down the sidewalk side by side once Charlie lets you go, talking about random things before Nick realizes the direction you’re going.

“Are we dropping Y/N off?” He frowns.

It catches you and Charlie off guard. “What? What makes you think that?” You raise an eyebrow. Nick points ahead and your house in slowly coming up in view. Ah.

“Ah.” Charlie speaks your thought and you both share a laugh. “No, we’re not dropping her off.” Charlie stretches his arms with a grunt before eyeing the bag strapped around Nick. “You brought pajamas and clothes for tomorrow, right?”

Nick nods, pursing his lips. “Still confused about that.”

You scoff in amusement and place a hand on your forehead with an endearing smile. “Nick…”

“Don’t worry, you’ll understand soon.” Charlie gives him a thumbs up, paired with a wink before darting ahead of the two of you. Nick flicks his gaze to you in question but you put on an act and shrug.

“What he said,” You pause for a moment, eyes burning into Nick’s, “Do you like stargazing?”

He moves closer to you, closing the gap and tugs your hand in his. The question makes him look up at the sky for a moment. “Mmm. Never tried it before? What counts as stargazing? I’ve… been in the car on trips and looked out the window…?” You give him a perplexed look which he returns.

“Alright, well-“ You chuckle, “That can… technically count? I guess? Just… Yeah.” You give up midway, tugging Nick along when you get closer to the front of your house where Charlie awaits. “You’re on your phone while you’re on a date? Tsk tsk.” You tut your lips in disapproval and Charlie startles.

He rolls his eyes, flipping his phone to the two of you bounding up the steps. “I was texting Saha- oops, hold on-“ He cuts himself off, flipping the phone back around with a nervous smile.

You glance at Nick before moving your hand to cover his eyes with your other hand. He gasps in surprise but doesn’t question it any further, grinning a bit. Facing back to Charlie you mouth the word, ‘Barbie?’ and tilt your head in confusion. He nods.

“You’re silly.” You remove your hand from Nick’s face and flatten your hand, tapping Charlie’s forehead in a chopping motion. He rubs the area with a laugh and you knock on your front door.

“Did you forget your keys?” Nick giggles when you give him a look of shame.

“Maybe.”

Your Mom is quick to open the door, grinning widely. “Welcome back. Hello, Charlie and Nick.” They wave in shyness and she scoots back to let the three of you in. “What’s the plan next, soldier?” She bumps the door closed with her hip and loosely crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow at you specifically.

“Gonna go in the back for about an hour…” You trail off, taking your shoes off in the most complicated way. With your feet, or the heels per-say. When you finish you take the basket from Nick and walk to the kitchen with your mom as the boys finish taking off their own shoes. “To stargaze.” You finally finish when Nick’s ears are out of reach.

She pats you on the back with approval, “Attagirl. How was lunch?”

“It was fun! We spoke a bit, ate and went down a trail.” You bounce your head to the side while listening the activities before pausing. “He seems more… energized?” Your lips purse.

“Was that a question?” She leans against the counter, one arm coming out of the self-hug and she combs her hand through your hair. You give her an awkward look and she breathes out a laugh. Tapping the crown of your forehead, she moves away to the fridge with a soft smile. “Well, if he seems to be uplifted,” She eyes you before taking out three water bottles. “That’s great news, no?” Then sets them infront of you on counter.

“You’re right but… I don’t know. I just feel like I can do more,” You huff. “But that’s dumb because of course I can’t, this has to be something Nick figures out and all I can do is support him.”

“Honey, that is doing more for him. Supporting him is the biggest help you can five someone, along with what you’re already doing. Taking him out, letting him have space to clear his mind and being a safe net. Same thing with Charlie, no?“ Her hands latch onto your shoulders and give the muscles a gentle squeeze. “I know it feels like you want to do so much more but, there’s only so much.” You tilt your head back and look up at her with a half-smile before relenting.

“You’re right.”

“A mother is always right.” She lets go and moves towards the stove, giving you a smug side eye… which you return with an unamused eyeroll.

“Yes, yes. My mother is always right. Sometimes.”

“About ninety-nine percent.”

“Ninety-five…” You lift an eyebrow and give her pointed look. She has a spoon in her hand when she looks over you and points it to her chin in thought, it’s just a bit though.

“Ninety-seven. Take it or leave it.”

You scoff in amusement before scooping up the bottles, “Whatever you say, ma’am. We’ll be outside.” She hums in understanding and you exit out the kitchen, walking into the dining room before reaching the living room where the duo waits.

“Pleasure for you to join us.” Charlie smirks and takes two of the bottles from your arms with a nod of thanks.

“Be welcomed.” Nick muses with a grin and cracks open the bottle, taking a quick refreshing sip.

“What is this speech? I hate it.” Your face scrunches up in disgust before gesturing to the sliding glass door. “Shall we?”

“Look who’s doing it now…” Charlie stares at you cheekily. You give him the finger, he returns it.

There are slides in a shoe rack near the door and you three take a pair before stepping out. Nick’s eyes widen in wonder. Your backyard has a big blanket – similar to the one from the picnic – sitting in the middle of the area that has a plot of grass and lanterns that hang off metal rods sit nicely around in the grass that have curves at the end, doing nicely as handles. What surprises you are the little bugs that fly and flicker with a yellow-green gleam in the air.

“Since when do we get fireflies?” You speak first.

“Since forever, Y/N.” Charlie poked your back and you jump, flipping around to get him back but he’s already slipped behind Nick.

“You little…”

“Ah, ah ah, you have to be nice to me.”

“Says who?” He’s being ridiculous.

“Says me. Your bestfriend.” He peaks around Nick’s side – who, mind you, is still focusing on the backyard’s look – with a teasing grin.

“I’mma beat you up.”

“No!” He lets out a laugh when you lunge towards him, twirling out of your reach and running around with you flailing behind.

It felt special to Nick. The orange-red sky turning into it’s pitch dark blue color, stars twinkling down on you three with a full moon bright. His eyes are stuck on his two partners, the fireflies swirling around them out of disturbance but still they still decorate the backyard with green-yellow hues, not ready to leave. He remembers this conversation you had in this backyard a year ago…

“Do you think fireflies come around this area?” You were sitting on a bean bag, legs tucked beneath yourself and were practically sunken into the ‘seat.’ Charlie had insisted you to put it on the concrete side of the backyard so you did and now your face is hidden behind Nick’s switch in your hands.

Speaking of who, Nick is currently soaked wet, wringing out the ends of his shirt and Charlie wraps himself up in a towel. It’s late night, pitch dark but they wanted to play with water balloons and your Mom happened to be out of the house to pick up dinner.

“Maybe…” He leans back to look at the sky. “Why? Do you like fireflies or something?” He looks back down at you. The question has you silent for a couple of beats before you set down the console. He watches you with an amused twinkle in his gaze, puffing out his chest in pride at seeing you in his sweater. Charlie had been wearing it earlier and you both traded before they brought out the balloons.

“I mean, I have never seen any so, maybe, maybe not.” You shrug, unfolding your legs and stretching them out with a groan. Your socked feet slap down against the concrete and you sit up a bit. “Don’t you think they’re kinda special though? My Mom said it’s like they’re glowing up your night, dancing around you and stuff.” You eye the floor. “Appearing on specials occasions like they know,” You lean back into the seat with a sigh, “Said that’s how she got married. Isn’t that crazy?”

Charlie purses his lips, tilting his head to the side before smiling, “Sounds magical. They’re the ‘true love’ bugs.” His smile widens into a grin.

“Exactly!” You snap your fingers with a nod, bumping your heel against the stone pavement.

“I’m sure they do appear out here though, don’t they come out at Midnight?” Charlie shivers while speaking, hugging the towel around himself tighter. You sympathize with a playful grin.

“Maybe. But well, you boys should get inside and warm up. We’ll try next time.”

“Nick! Are you gonna come and lay down?” He snaps out of his head, eyes darting to you and Charlie lying on the blanket though Charlie is trying to tap out from a leg lock you have him in.

He snorts in surprise, not missing a beat and closing the distance. “How the hell did this happen?”

“Nick! Help me~” Charlie wails before pinching your thigh, making you yelp and quickly let go.

“That is cheating!” You exclaim, rubbing your leg with a wince.

“All’s fair in war.” He snickers, reaching a hand out to Nick who takes it and sits down between you two.

It’s a nice silence between the three of you, you’re not sure who laid down first but you eventually followed. Nick has his arms wrapped around the two of you and you’ve glanced up at his face which shows contentment. You even met his gaze while peeking and it caught you off guard with how much his brown orbs were filled with much love and affection.

You reach a hand out towards Charlie and tussle at curls, making him whine in protest but lets you continue anyway. “I’m not good with constellations so you’re not gonna be getting that during this stargaze adventure.” You mumble against Nick with a laugh and it makes the other two chuckle.

“Nah, that’s alright… I’m happy with this…” You and Charlie freeze at how soft Nick’s voice sounds. Serene. Content. More than happy but not quite ecstatic. Filled with much love directed towards the two of you and it has your heart pounding.

You sit up on your elbow, making Nick’s arm slip off of you and he eyes you with suspicion. “Actually…” This would be way more comfortable on your knees so you sit up, tuck your calves beneath you and cuff Charlie’s face into your hands. It’s nearly laugh worthy of how quick his face turns a deep red and how you felt it happen under your touch.

You lean forward, careful not to face-plant into him – that would be awkward… and painful – pressing your lips against him. You both move into a soft but passionate rhythm. Your thumb brushes against his dusted cheeks, pressing hard against his lips one final time before moving back with a dazed grin.

He returns it, chuckling shyly before meeting Charlie’s intense gaze. You choke back a laugh with the swiftness of your friend sliding up a bit, hand softly cupping the side of Nick’s face and sharing their own kiss. Also very slow, and passionate. Your tilt your head up towards your house, eyeing the sliding door and sigh in relief to not see your Mom near it. By the time your gaze returns you’re meeting with the two boys staring at you with flushed faces.

“Oh my god, you’re so red.” You laugh.

“Shut up?” Charlie hands an arm over his face, probably burning up a bit more from the teasing.

The fireflies have died down, some still hanging around but you notice most are gone and a smile tugs at your lips. “Wanna go inside now?”

Charlie removes his arm with a sharp inhale and the two nod. “Do you need to bring the blanket in?” He points to the cloth when you all stand and you’re quick to shake your head.

“Nah. I’ll grab and wash it tomorrow,” You stretch your limbs, hearing some pop. “I need new bones…”

Nick sticks his tongue out in playful disgust, “That sounds horrific.”

“Wouldn’t that be crazy though? If we needed to trade in new bones when we’re old and seniors.”

“Y/N.” Charlie’s eyebrows bend and he grimaces, “Why do you come up with the most freaky scenarios.” It’s not a question.

“Yeah, like the apocalypse one from before.” Nick pitches in with a frown that falters into a smile.

You all step into the living room after you’re done turning off the lanterns and have grabbed your bottles, “Because my brain is so amazing that I just think of things you would never think of.” You make a gesture to your brain before wiggling your fingers like you’ve done a magic trick.

“Or so you say…” Charlie glances somewhere else before meeting your eyes, “Less would never think of more, shouldn’t think of.” He flicks his hand towards you, thumb and index finger out in a finger gun.

“Hey, these could be real life events soon to happen.”

“Yeah the bones theory would happen when we all become immortal.” He chuckles and you roll your eyes.

Then boom, jumpscare. Your Mom appears just as you’re settling on the couch. A screech leaves all of your mouths and she stares in shock with mild confusion and amusement.

“Hello to you three, too.” She giggles, walking over to the glass door, tugging the lock between the handle down and pulls the thick curtains down. “Enjoy stargazing?” She turns back around with a soft smile.

You three shift your gazes away. Apparently it wasn’t just you that still had the intimate moment in the back of your brain, huh? “Yeah, thanks Mom.”

If she noticed the slight awkwardness building up, she doesn’t mention it nor show it and instead clasps her hands together, “That’s wonderful! Dinner is finished so feel free to grab whatever you want. I’ll be upstairs if you need me.” She fills you in on her own plan for the night which is pretty much staying in her room so you all have your own time. She then tilts her head, eyes spacing out until she perks up, “And then there’s brownies that are baking, should be finished soon. I set a timer so when you hear it please take it our for me, Y/N.”

You nod before frowning, “Why does it have to be me?” Apparently she didn’t understand from the confusion crossing her face. You then point to Charlie and Nick.

Charlie looks offended, “We are a guest?” but his tone is light.

“You practically live here? Your clothes are in my closet, mind you.” Nick and your Mom choke out a laugh while Charlie flares up, flustered.

“Nick’s are too?!”

“Which is why I included him in my pointing?!”

Two people are bickering, two people laughing at the scene. It doesn’t take long for you Mom to calm you both down, “It doesn’t matter who, it doesn’t matter if it’s all three of you. Please just don’t let them burn.” She chuckles a bit more before rubbing her hand against her collarbone to calm herself, “Have a great time. I’ll be in my room.” You all wave her ‘goodnight’ and she retreats upstairs.

You three share a silence. Then Nick speaks,

“…So what exactly are we doing? It seems you both are full of surprises today,” He wears a teasing look which makes you and Charlie look away.

“Don’t worry about it, mister. You enjoy the ride.” You talk first before nudging Charlie with your leg. “You put the movie on, I’ll go make our plates and...” You eye Nick for a moment not knowing what he should do.

“Nick, I put the backpack in Y/N’s room, could you go get it while we set up? Oh! The headbands too.” Charlie pitches in and grins at the mention of the headbands. You and Nick blink at him before standing up to dart down your own paths.

While you’re making the plates the oven timer does go off. You take a toothpick from one of the drawers, flick on the oven light, open the oven – making you flinch back from the heat – then poke the dark chocolate fudge goodness. It has baked all the way so you grab oven mitts and drag the pan of brownies out of it’s cooker, sets it on the stove and flick turn the oven off.

After making sure everything was set in the kitchen you grab two plates and exit the kitchen, back into the living room where the movie is paused on the TV right before it begins. Charlie stands up and helps grab the two plates, letting you dart back into the kitchen again for the last one just in time for Nick to return.

“Do you want drinks? We got juices, sodas, water, you name it.” You peak your head out behind the dining room wall and the two boys pause midway in putting on the barbie headbands. You bite your lip to hold back a laugh.

“Do you have that tropical mix?” Nick speaks and you nod, he points at you in affirmation of the drink then finishes adjusting the plastic accessory around his hair.

“Root beer, please.” Charlie speaks next before his eyes shine open and wide, “Do you think we can have floats…”

Your eyebrows perk up, “I think we have vanilla? But you’re not getting that till the brownies cool down.”

“Oh, they’re out? Thank Barbie.” He holds his hands up in a prayer.

You stare at him, very much unamused and he gives you a cheeky grin.

“I’ll have tropical juice for now then.”

With a thumbs up you return to the kitchen once more, grabbing three tall glass cups from the cabinet and grab the carton juice out the fridge. You fill up two cups before staring at your own. After deciding your choice of drink, you put everything away and startle while turning around and seeing Nick in the doorway.

“Sorry,” He smiles apologetically, walking up to you and grabbing the cups filled with juice that is his and Charlie’s. He catches you off guard once again, planting a soft kiss on your cheek before bounding off to the living room again.

“What the fuck.” You stand in oblivion, feeling your face heat up. You decide you won’t unpack that tonight, flicking off the kitchen light and rejoining your movie mates.

Nick and Charlie had switched spots to where the blond was in the middle like he had been all day and your boyfriend pats the free spot next to him. You comply, setting your cup on the table while sitting and you lean into Nick with a soft smile.

“You forgot this, kind ma’am.” Charlie grabs the plastic pink band and you lean forward. He puts it on carefully and leans back with a self-satisfied expression, grabbing the remote with a quite cheer. “Are we ready for the best movie night ever?”

You and Nick watch him with amusement, “Yes, Charles, we are.”

“Not Charles, I will fight you.” He shivers at the name.

“You call me Nicholas?” Nick speaks. It makes you laugh.

“It’s your real name.” He grins.

“Is Charles not your real name, Char?” You lift an eyebrow and he rolls his eyes, still wearing the grin.

“No, it is ‘Charlie “Char” Spring’.”

You let out an insufferable sigh.

“Y’know, Y/N has called me ‘Luke’ before.” Nick leans his head back with a scoff. This makes you have a full on belly laugh which makes Charlie react the same way. “Yes, yes laugh it away.” He sighs like he’s in pain.

It takes five minutes to calm down. You wipe a precious tear away, “It was on call too and he hung up. Would not answer for like, an hour.” You inhale deeply at the memory before laughing again.

“Should we start calling him Luke as a nickname?”

“Please, please don’t.” Nick squeezes the arm wrapped around Charlie’s waist with a pleading look.

“Awwe you can’t do that.” He pouts, reaching up to pinch Nick’s face.

“Dho wha?” He sounds funny with Charlie tugging at his face.

“The puppy eyed look. The doe eyes.” You bat your eyelashes at Nick when he eyes you from the corner of his eyes before rolling them.

“We’ve gone all dahy withosut this, nowh yuu wanna shtart?” Now he’s the one doing the insufferable sighing.

“It’s a daily mission.” Charlie nods, a serious expression crossing his looks – putting on an act. He then lets go and grabs the remote again, “Movie time!”

“Movie time!” You cheer afterwards.

You three are silent for a bit as the movie plays, you and Charlie cuddling into Nick. He plants soft kisses down your face and you flush a bit. Then he moves to Charlie, repeating the action, who giggles quietly and eyes Nick with a shy look. It makes you laugh under your breath and Charlie doesn’t miss it, pointing to you with a brow raised and expression saying, ‘Don’t laugh at me when you’re acting the same.’ You look away.

“Hey,” Nick suddenly speaks up and the two of you look over. “Thanks for today. It really helped calm me down…” He continues to train his eyes on the TV but his ears burn from you and Charlie giving him your undivided attention. “And reassured me about a few things…” He purses his lips.

“Reassured?” Charlie asks quietly, as if afraid to make Nick snap his mouth shut and not speak again.

Nick sucks in a breath and you shiver from his fingers crawling up your arm. You watch Charlie lift his own hand and hold the arm wrapped around him.

“Yeah. Since everything felt like it was crashing down, I don’t know. It kinda made me feel… negative? About certain stuff. Between us. Not that I’m not happy, I’m more than thankful to be with you two but just like, how you both felt towards me…” His pursed lips flatten and your brows bend at the way his eyes dim.

“Breaking up with me for example because maybe you felt neglected or such. It made me so scared to think about I stopped responding to both of your messages most of the time and barely wanted to call because you know, what if one day you just went, ‘Yeah I don’t think we should be together,’ such and such.” You both stay quiet to let him speak his mind and you hate that he ever thought such things.

When Nick stays silent you take a sharp inhale, meeting eyes with Charlie’s glossed ones. The sight breaks your heart. “Nick…” You start off carefully and he looks over to you with so much exhaust. Slowly, you cuff his face – the same way you did outside – brushing your thumbs against him cheeks. Your right hand moves down, playfully you press your thumb against his bottom lip and smile gently.

“I’m sorry that you ever felt that way. It’s far from the truth, sweetheart.” He lets out an airy chuckle and you watch with adoration. “Y’know brains come up with the craziest scenarios when you’re stressed and it’s annoying, and stupid.” You huff, left hand moving against his cheek and he leans into the touch. Your thumb and index finger latch onto his ear and you pinch it lightly. “Do you know that, that would never happen unless you came to me asking for such a thing?” You pucker out your lips.

He watches you in a daze before laughing. “Do you know that would never happen?” Then he turns to Charlie with a soft look. “And you, Char?”

Charlie rubs at his reddening eyes and inhales. He then nods, opening his mouth before faltering. You both give him and moment and he closes his eyes in frustration before heaving out a sigh. Concern is evident in both of your expressions but Charlie opens his eyes with a new look of determination, straight at Nick.

He smacks his hands against Nick’s shoulders which makes the latter’s mouth hang open in surprise. “Nick. I love you. A lot. It hurts to know that you were dealing with these emotions, but know I’m not blaming you. How could I? It’s not your fault. Never feel bad for needing to take your time to sort out your own feelings and what’s going on with yourself. We’d never blame you for that because in the end, you know we have you, right?”

Nick nods and you can see his own eyes get glossy as well. Charlie then looks at you, “I love you too, Y/N, don’t tell Tao but you’re my bestfriend.” He chuckles, wiping at his eye again and you wipe at your owns.

“Hey, he can be your guy bestfriend and we wouldn’t have to fight over titles.” You wink, before leaning to Nick and kissing him softly. “I love you both, very much so. I’m glad you were able to talk to us, Nick.”

“Was that your goal today?” He grins in a joking manner, tilting his head in the crook of Charlie’s neck while entangling his fingers with yours.

“Did it work?” Charlie sniffles a bit before laughing. You laugh as well, “This is ridiculous we’re supposed to be watching Barbie and now we’re sobbing.”

“I give up.” You throw your head back, side eyeing the TV.

“Nooo, don’t give up.” Nicks chuckles before sitting upright. “We can still watch… we should probably eat too.” He points to the lonely plates on the table.

“True.” You and Charlie agree. You three take a moment to collect yourselves with a few embarrassed laughs here and there before settling back down.

“What’s in the bag, by the way?” You gesture to the backpack under the coffee table as Charlie rewinds the movie back to the beginning. He glances down.

“Snacks.”

“It’s good.” You hum in approval, taking a bite of your food. The three of you enjoy the movie and dinner, later on making those root beer floats paired with the brownies. Charlie had explained to Nick that he was texting Sahar about the Barbie Movie and she told him she went with Imogen. Apparently, Imogen gives the movie a 2/10 because she messed up her outfit at the theaters.

“That’s terrible.” Nick stares at Charlie in shock but it doesn’t last long with the way his lips curve into a smirk, “That’s not her real rating though, is it?”

“Of course not, she loved it.” Charlie laughs.

You’ve been quiet this whole time but suddenly loll your head to face them. Nick already giving you an exasperated look when you got their attention. “Nick. Your new name in my phone is Ken Nelson.”

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🦇 It Happened One Summer Book Review 🦇

❓ #QOTD What's your go-to summer read?❓ 🦇 Hollywood's It-Girl Piper Bellinger is the paparazzi's beloved wild child. There's always the promise she'll go a bit too far for the Gram, including hosting a rooftop party that lands her in jail after a bad breakup. Hoping she'll learn some sense of responsibility, her wealthy step-father ships her off to her late father's dive bar in the small town of Westport. She's not there for five minutes before she meets grumpy sea captain Brendan, and the two instantly clash. Will Piper reconnect with her past (charting a course for a new future in the process) or can she get back to LA before the end of her three-month sentence?

💜 Despite how much my beloved Booksta girlies adore her writing, I honestly didn't know what to expect from Tessa Bailey (and I'm glad, because I love shaping my own opinions). From chapter one, there's this instantly familiar yet distinct voice that SCREAMS chick-flick rom-com (with Kesha playing at full volume in the background). Piper is Alexis from Schitt's Creek meets Elle Woods ala Legally Blonde. She's vibrant and bubbly and yes, a little ditzy, but after a few chapters, you start to love her for the heart behind it. Brendan is all salt water and deep grumbles, strong yet stuck in his ways. My latest concern with rom-coms lately has been a lack of chemistry. Too many books rush to the smut, forcing two characters to fit when they just don't. Chemistry sparks off the page pretty quickly between these two, though--not in lingering glances, but in actions. Brendan has memory foam installed over a bunkbed so Piper can stop bruising herself. He changes her locks because everyone in Westport has a key to her building. It's not insta-love (but once things progress, these two burn HOT), and I'm grateful for that.

💜 It's the underlying messages that bumped this up to a rare 3.5 stars. People have been putting Piper into a box for too long, telling her she's just like every other girl in LA, that she won't amount to more. Brendan shows her she has so much more to give than she realizes. We start adoring Piper through Brendan, and that's a powerful thing. Meanwhile, Piper recognizes her worth and accomplishes far more than she thought herself capable. There's an underlying theme of guilt and grief from both sides, too; Piper for her late father, and Brendan for his late wife. They heal together and end up stronger for it.

💙 It's the third act that made my star rating falter. Piper clinging to pieces of her past, that lingering what-if of falling back into her comfort zone and old ways--Brendan shouldn't have faulted her for that, turning it into a blowout fight when Piper admitted EARLIER that she didn't know what to do. After that, it's a number of conveniently placed obstacles that keep them apart. Piper's sudden decision to go back to LA felt out of place given her character development, too. Though it wasn't a full third-act breakup, it was enough to feel exhausting.

🦇 Recommended for fans of Emily Henry, Ali Hazelwood, and Hannah Grace.

✨ The Vibes ✨ ⚓ Small Town Romance ⚓ Contemporary Romance ⚓ Schitt's Creek Inspired ⚓ Grumpy/Sunshine ⚓ Opposites Attract ⚓ First in a Duology ⚓ He Falls First

💬 Quotes ❝ I can be in a room full of people that I know & still not feel like I belong. ❞ ❝ This girl. He'd be keeping her. There was no way around it. ❞ ❝ Apparently he enjoyed that now. Being confused & charmed & pulled apart over this woman. ❞ ❝ "I like the things that make you Piper. Don't go changing them now. ❞

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

˚ ༘♡ ·˚ mind of a poet, voice of an angel. ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

(requested by @itsparis-07 💜)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader

Type: Drabble - Fluff

Word count: 520

Warnings: Use of Y/N, use of nicknames (sweetheart, sweets, love) reader’s insecure about their work, and Hobie cusses once but apart from that nothing but fluff and Hobie being encouraging! :)

“I know your band might not like it, but I think-”

Hobie glanced up at you from the piece of lined paper you had given to him, your rushed handwriting scrawled on the lines, as if you were writing like the thoughts would immediately disappear into the forgotten void at the back of your mind if you didn’t get the words onto the paper.

“You undersell yourself way too much, sweet’eart. This is beau’iful. It sounds so ethereal, and ‘ve only read the lyrics. Could ya sing it for me? Please?” He gave you an encouraging smile, his brown eyes soft and sweet and altogether so comforting to the insecurities raging inside your mind and cutting critically into your work like little knives.

You took the paper from him, your eyes roaming over the words. You practically had the melody imprinted in your mind, a testament to how proud you were of this particular piece when you had initially created it. Now though, you weren’t that sure.

You weren’t so confident with your voice, hated how shaky it sounded when you wanted it to sound accurate and how it could hit all the right notes when you didn’t need it to. And suddenly the lyrics which you had come up with didn’t sound so great to you anymore.

“Really? Right now?” You questioned, looking uncertainly into his eyes and inhaling slightly when he nodded. “Only if you’re okay wit’ it, love.”

You took a breath to steady yourself, humming the tune quietly before launching into song, the melody shifting from sweet and sad to upbeat and hopeful and everywhere in between as you conveyed the emotions behind the lyrics as best as you could.

You trailed off as you finished the song, your voice going quiet as Hobie stared at you, his eyes wide with awe. “So uh, yeah, that’s the song. What do you think…?”

Your question was answered as he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you against him, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Bloody ‘ell, Y/N. You never told me you were an angel in disguise,” He chuckled softly as you buried your face in his neck with embarrassment and a little pride at his praise. “‘M serious, sweets. You ‘ave the mind of a poet and the voice of an angel.”

“You’re boosting my ego,” You laughed softly, pulling back to give him a chaste peck on the lips.

“Good. Exactly what I was trying to do. You deserve to have more of an ego about this,” He grinned at you, picking you up and twirling you around the room before settling you comfortable on the edge of the couch, taking a few minutes to dig around in the messy corner, the piles of clothes and other assorted Hobie-objects hindering his search for something. He finally joined you in the couch a few minutes later with the strap of his guitar looped securely behind his neck as he strummed a few chords.

“Okay, now let’s find a way to pair this with my guitar, yeah? It’ll sound fuckin’ awesome, trus’ me. Especially with your voice.”

@hobiebrownismygod @l0starl @therealloopylupin2099

[ellzilla]

IF NO ONE ELSE IS GONNA ASK THEN FINE ILL DO IT MYSELF

madame my beloved

bls hand over the madame lore, literally anything give me whatever comes to mind

Also hi ell luv u ell your characters are v cool ell I love them 💜

Ok so Madame lore take TWO because tumblr fucking DELETED ALL THE HOURS WORTH OF PREVIOUS WRITING AND DIDN'T AUTO SAVE TO DRAFT AND I'M REALLY UPSET ABOUT IT but I'm too tired to write it all in detail again so a tldr version. She's a ''demon'' akin to Zalgo but instead of being a parasite focused on infecting others, she's only focused on keeping herself alive n' eating humans. She used to be an IT, being more like a wild animal who'd hunt by mimicking and concealing itself as a injured prey animal so any human would see it as a free meal. However, they would be the free meal instead. Times change however and this method became less and less successful as humans started moving into cities and hunted less. It started to become desperate for a new answer for food, so it tried to find successful 'modern human hunters'. It stumbled across Veronica and decided to focus on stalking her n' eventually decided to confront this 'apex hunter of the current age'. Um. Refer to the image below for Veronica's shocking answer.

It decided to follow Veronica around more afterwards, learning truly what makes humans tick, what they'd be blind for and what would be the most successful thing to disguise itself as. Eventually, it decided to morph it's casual, physical form to be more humanoid and more female. Not because it decided it would be the best form to trick humans with, but because Veronica rubbed off on her so much it said "Female's a pretty cool gender! I wanna be that." so now it's a she! Oh also the name she used prior was Aakormk but um. That's no name for a lady so she settled on Amorette. She also likes the prefix of Madame so. She uses the vents on her back now not to make humans hallucinate into thinking she's an injured animal, but whatever's the prey's "desire". You could describe her as a pesudo succubus now? Convergent evolution succubus even. Oh also due to her physical power and pure intimidation with her primal morph, she was able to throw her weight around in the city. Something something nowadays she owns a club in the Underrealm, the only place you WON'T have to worry you'll get your head bashed in while getting a drink or a bag of chips. Oh also she has beef with Zalgo bc as I said before, she's a being akin to Zalgo so they've known eachother for MILLENIA Whereas Zalgo grew to corrupt a chunk of the underrealm and then REGRET it because he finds human culture extremely interesting but CAN'T interact for long in fear of either killing or separating from his 'core'. And well. Now Madame rubs it in his face that she gets to mingle with humans EVERY DAY! And runs something INVENTED by humans and helps 'the ecology' of the city with her club! And he HATES her for it! He is jealous!

[rapunzelforlorn]

I made my friend watch heartstopper and here are his reactions

Part 2!

(Season 2)

Ep1

They're too cutsie...understandable

Secret rendezvous

Do they ever not lock lips lmao

A proper couple mates when they aren't smooching

Tao's really warming up to Nick

Tao & Elle being cute

Imogen is good friend

And her dog 😍😍

GSCE like SAT?

Why yell quiet when it was already quiet???

Ben trying to talk to Nick, be buddy buddy ick 🤢

Rugby is BACK

Aye, rugby lad warming up to Charlie?

Flirt with Tao!!

Two month anniversary

Why do only high schoolers celebrate monthly anniversaries?

Kissing in the locker room...boy things

Paris trip mentioned

I wish Tori would hang- Mysterious but supportive

Elle flirting making Tao nervous is everything

Issac single and in his lane as always

Imogen the ✨️Ally✨️

Tao the model

Nick genuinely trying to connect with Tao over a hard situation and him getting overly sensitive

I feel like Tao picked the movie for the night

I'm bisexual actually

NOT BEN!!!! NO IMOGEN NOOOOO

These heartstopper moments got me feeling a type of way

Isaac never leaves that book, is it the same book?

And actually he's bisexual

"Hanky-panky"

Why does Tori use a straw at all times?

Charlie wanting to be protective is great 💜

Ep2

Charlie's grades slipping?

Tao also struggling?

Fuck Ben!

The ban seems...unfair

Nick has a brother??

Charlie's room is rather dark

Makes me wonder why I didn't do school work, it actually wasn't that difficult

Poor Imogen 😭

Who's this new girl??

Elle&Tao's "relationship" becoming p a i n f u l

What happened to 🤢 Ben's other "girlfriend"?

"I hate you cause you literally assaulted him"

What's Nick's deal with his brother? And vice versa

Do we like David?

Just do your coursework Charlie!

Why is sharing clothes a form of romance that isn't romanticized enough?

Charlie offering study advice & help to Nick when he's ALSO struggling

Elle's fits on point as always

The representation in this show is unmatched

Tao might be getting jealous

Is Tao a single parent household?

Imogen 🥺

Nick having ✨️anxiety✨️

Charlie gonna get in trouble 👀

Elle & Tao 🥺🥺🥺

Nick made him watch a marvel movie!!! Tao was right about him 🤣

I'll have a cup of tea, so briiish of him

David...oh Nellie doesn't like David either all I need to know

Fuck David

I'm bi actually!!

David is such a dick!!

Charlie's in trouble now 😬😬

Mom's stern but she's just concerned

Nick's abs 👀👀

Nick being brave and reassuring Charlie

Oh Tao's little heart

Just apple?

Tao does only have his mom 🥺

Fight for love Tao💪💜

Ep3

Issac's dream date is amazing 👏

Tao over thinking the date plan

Rugby lads 🥺

"Good Mates"

Smooching in school again

THEY GOT CAUGHT!!!! 🤣🤣🤣

At least the coach seems reasonable

Go coach!!!

Google's "how to ask out friend?"

Charlie you are a liar!

Issac is so cute

Come on Charlie get it done!!

The teacher kicking out the students 😂

Tara & Darcy don't say I love you??

Isaac 👀👀

Feels like Nick is rushing himself to come out

Oh darn boys & girls can't share rooms

Tao 💀💀💀 over the top

They're so awkward

Tori's at the party 🥳

This is such a big unsupervised party, with alcohol and a bonfire, something bad is gonna happen

That's so much popcorn for the two of them

They're being so awkward 😅

Tao you dork

Darcy is really weirded out about the "L" word

Tao's gonna muck this up

This turned into a fucking rager

Nick is visibly uncomfy with Harry

TAO!!! SHUT YOUR MOUTH & BRAIN UP

Tori came to the party to sit by herself...in the dark...I'm sure she's only there for Charlie but still

Nick is having a BAD time

Charlie to the rescue!

Nick's mom is so sweet

Charlie is so good at comforting Nick on his journey to come out

Interesting is only Elle who's been talked about going to any sort of schooling after high school

Wanting to tell the world about your partner is such a relatable feeling, I feel for you Charlie

Ep4

Paris trip already?

Charlie doesn't seem sure about being sure

Aren't they sharing rooms??

Why is Faruk always yelling?

Isaac not as worldly as I thought

Nick & Tao bonding again?

Nick's dad's French??

I like these bonding moments

Darcy has a point, if we're REALLY underwater why can't we see the fish?? Real questions

Feels like a short drive

Darcy playing dumb about the "L" word incident

Ben is such a fucking jealous creep!! 😫

Isaac never leaves his book

Tao & Isaac splitting the beds feels very dickish but unintentionally

Mr. Faruk & Mr. Ajayi 👀

These are very very small rooms

Love a good breakfast bar

Tao is such a dork

"I wanted to share a bed with you" -C

"I'm sure we'll get to do it someday" -N

Nick you beautiful dummy 🥰

They're gonna miss breakfast

I couldn't imagine a trip like this as a high schoolers

Ben is SUCH A DICK!!

Let Imogen be happy and do couple shit

Darcy calling Tara the mischief maker 😂

My dad's French sounds like such a secret

Charlie being jealous of Tara & Darcy is understandable

And then the reverse Tara being jealous

Darcy...how do you go from mint chocolate chip to strawberry of all flavors, that's not a jump I can accept

Charli not eating??

Oh baby is depressed

Museum dates are also underrated, go enjoy some art with someone you like

I don't think your supposed to photograph the artwork Tao

They make such a better couple "being friends"

Tao knows French?

They both admire each other so much

Poor Imogen stuck with that pos Ben, I can already see it running her trip

Yes! Hang with the gang Imogen

Elle asking good questions lol

Imogen is so smart, so smart

Tao is best when goofy

This poor restaurant dealing with this whole school of kids

Ben next to Charlie 😖😖

Tao would order snails

Awkward dinner seating

Got AWFUL quite all the sudden 😳😳

Go Imogen!!

Woooooah, Harry being a voice of reason?!?

I think that's Harry?

Imogen is the coolest

Again Tao & Nick bonding is my absolute favorite thing

Isaac is not getting that bed back lol

That challenge lasted...maybe a day

Oh there's gonna be hickies 😅

I was right 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Ep5

Nick's dad kind of a no show

"Did I do that?" No Nick what do you think 🤣

Why's Tao shirtless??

Issac just cruising through these books

Charlie really isn't eating anything

Is Issac not out?

These pairings for the tower are uncomfy

Annoyed we only saw three pairings

Issac giving Harry the business lmao

Darcy has some real commitment issues or maybe just issues expressing her feelings

Ben is such scum

The eiffel tower song is a vibe ✨️🎵

Nick & Charlie lead the way up that tower lol

Bit of bants between Nick & the rugby lads turned out alright 😏

Harry growing up?

They had the same reaction to Harry 😂

Papa 😅

Tao opening up is so sad

Baby Charlie & Tao 🥺

Charlie & Tao are such good friends

Mona Lisa, rubbish, confirmed

You don't need to understand something to enjoy it, Elle is so wise

Charlie looks like he's gonna be sick

Darcy isn't out to her parents???

Oh he is having a BAD time

Tao & Elle admiring each other 🥰

They smooching!!!!

Mr. Ajayi forcing Mr. Faruk to have fun

Nick addressing Charlie's lack of eating

Charlie is depressed and relatable with the lack of eating

This little shit ignores the bread Mr Faruk gets him and goes straight for the croissant Charlie had in his bag since this morning 😂

Why is being French such a secret??

"You're so cringe!" 😂😂

"Let's promise to tell each other when we have stuff going on?" Yes Charlie let's fucking do that!!!

Couple of runaways

Eps 6-8 coming soon!!

Hes got the right idea

[specialagentlokitty]

Martin Evershed x reader - every step

I love your recent imagine for Pregnant Teacher Reader, could you do part two when the Reader goes in labor in the classroom and Evershed gets mistaken as the baby's father and he doesn't correct them? - Anon💜

Part two:

You were getting ready to go on maternity leave, it was your last day of teaching and you were sat in your classroom as you talked to your students.

A small pain went through your stomach but you ignored it, it was unusual and you didn’t think too much about.

“So, thoughts guy?” You smiled.

They all started shouting out questions and you held your hand out for the to stop.

“Johnny?”

“Nothing I’m hungry, when’s lunch?” He asked.

A few students laughed and so did you as you pointed to the clock so he could figure it out for himself.

You answered a few more questions before setting them on their worksheets and turning to you computer to get some things done before you had to leave.

A few minutes later your door was opened and Martin walked in with a cup and a sandwich in his hand and he set them on your desk.

“Thanks.”

“No problem, everything okay?” He asked.

“Yeah, just finalising some stuff. Do you know who’s going to cover my class?”

“That’s actually why I’m here.”

He grabbed a spare chair and pulled it up next to you so you guys could talk quietly about what was going to happen when you went on maternity leave.

“Hey Miss I have a question!”

Looking up, you smiled at Candice and nodded your head letting her know to ask away.

“Who’s the baby’s father?” She asked.

Martin turned around to look at her to scold her for this question and Johnny stood up pointing at him.

“It’s Mr Evershed!”

Students started gossiping among themselves you and Martin looked at one another before laughing and shaking your heads.

Another pain shot through you and you groaned a little, placing your hand over your stomach and he frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s.. it’s nothing…”

Martin didn’t seem convinced but he didn’t push it and he pushed your cup towards you but as you reached for it another shock of pain hit you.

The class went quiet and Martin shook his head at you.

“It’s not nothing, what’s wrong?”

You looked up at him and took a deep breath through the pain.

“I’m having a baby…” you whispered.

“Bloody hell okay let’s go. Let’s go.”

He grabbed your things while you slowly stood up and pointed to all of the students.

“Don’t move!”

He helped you out and through the hallways, getting you in his car before he ran back inside to get someone to cover for him before running back out a minute later.

You were groaning and squeezing your eyes in pain and he reached over, taking your hand in his as he drove as fast as he could to the hospital.

He left your thing in his car and helped you out and into the hospital.

“She’s having a baby!” He yelled.

You were whisked away by nurses and he was left in the waiting room pacing and running his hand through his hair.

He was panicked and worried and he tried asking any member of staff if they could get an update on you for him but they were all busy and couldn’t.

“(Y/N) (L/N)?” A nurse called.

He rushed over.

“Is everything okay? Is she alright?!”

“Yes, she’s in labour right now, are you the baby’s father?”

Martin didn’t even think about the question he just nodded because he needed to see you. He needed to make sure you were okay.

The nurse rushed him to the room and the moment he was inside he was by your side holding your hand while you squeezed it as hard as you could.

With his other hand he ran his fingers through your hair and wiped away your tears.

“Just Breathe…”

It felt like hours but finally you were holding your baby girl in your arms, a smile on your tired face as you looked down at her.

Martin smiled as he looked at the pair of you, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

“You did amazing…” he whispered.

“She’s so cute…”

He nodded in agreement and sat on the edge of the bed next to you.

“What’s her name?”

“Elle.” You smiled.

“Perfect…” he whispered back.

You rested your head on him, taking a deep breath as you looked at the little bundled up baby fast asleep in your arms.

She was so small, so cute.

“Does the father want to hold the baby while we give you a check up.” A nurse smiled.

You looked at Martin and he was smiling softly and you smiled at him.

“Do you?” You asked.

“If that’s okay yeah…” he whispered.

You carefully handed her to the nurse who walked around and waited for Martin to stand up before handing Elle over to him.

He started to slowly walk around, admiring the little girl while keeping his back to you for some privacy.

He was in awe over the little girl in his arms, and when the nurse left he turned around and walked back over, standing next to the bed.

“She’s so tiny…” he whispered.

You laughed a little and nodded your head.

“Yeah, she is…” you yawned.

“You should get some rest.” He said softly.

“You’ll be here…?” You mumbled.

He set Elle down gentle in the bed the hospital provided for her and walked over, sitting next to you, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him.

Martin kissed the top of your head and let you adjust yourself so you were comfortable.

“I’m not going anywhere sweetheart…” he whispered.

You quickly fell asleep and he just held you as you slept, looking up at the ceiling with a huge smile on his face.

He was so happy, and he knew when you were awake and feeling refreshed you were going to be even more overjoyed and excited and he couldn’t wait to see that huge smile on your face when it happened.

This moment was absolutely perfect, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world

[dyemelikeasunset]

I absolutely love Dom and Mor. I’ve never really found myself enjoying sapphic stories before, despite being a lesbian (tho I think I fall on the ace/nonbinary? Scale lol so maybe that’s got something to do with it). I dunno but I find a lot of sapphic stuff in general is just… missing something? Or maybe it was just never actually meant for a lesbian/sapphic audience?

But these two, I’m so invested. In fact when I think about it, I always come back to you for sapphic/lesbian stories and art, I dunno how you do it but I think you put so much love and care into developing characters and their personalities that it really shines through. I remember also falling in love when you first posted the elf girlfriends, Nat and Ell? But yeah the fact that you play with a diverse range of identities too, like all the way from butch to high femme, is stuff I just rarely see anywhere else, if at all.

Sorry it’s a long ask haha, but basically I love Dom and Mor… more than anything I’ve seen on main stream media, and I love all your work so much, thank you for making wonderful art 💜

wow I don't know what to say to this... thank you!! thank you very much for sending such a sweet message

I'm not knocking other wlw/sapphic media but I also never felt fully satisfied by them either. They just weren't to my tastes?? And it took me a really long time to get around to it, but I think finally taking things into my own hands has been really motivating for me!! It's strange that there aren't more comics about proper adult women who are dating, who are realistically queer, and drawn with the art style I'm aiming for-- I'm really hoping to fill that niche!

Thank you for also loving Nae and Ellie!! I miss them, but at the moment I need to let Ocean of Cycles incubate a little. The project kinda overwhelmed and got away from me, so doing a more focused project with Dom & Mor (and their backstory!) has been really good for my creativity

You made me ramble LOL but I just want you to know this really spoke to me and helped me feel really good. I keep going through dips of low self esteem about D&M and questioning if I'm really doing a good job, or if I jumped the gun. I'm not asking for validation, but when the validation comes, it means a lot to me, thank you from the bottom of my heart

[boredelle]

Elle.

Beautiful, desirable, loved bodies come in all different shapes, colours and sizes. There is absolutely no reason at all why yours would be any less worthy of love or kindness than others.

Your body has survived impossible things. A pandemic, a car crash, so many waves of grief. These are all things that can kill thousands of people every day. They have killed thousands of people every day. Your body is strong, it’s fought for you every step of the way. I know every body has it’s problems, but please be kind to it. It has carried you for all of these years. Through all of the kinds of things no one should ever have to go through. I’m sorry you’ve had to be so strong all this time.

Your body may not feel as graceful or as delicate as others like you said, but you will find someone, probably a flock of someone’s who will treat you as you deserve to be treated. Like you’re the most beautiful petal on the most elegant rose the world has ever seen. It’s clear you give so much love to people, I have no doubts that someone will fall at your feet who wants to give you all of theirs. It’s not that you’ve ‘never been good enough’ for a relationship, it’s that the timing has never been right for someone to show you how marvellous you are. But believe me, they will. I’m no supermodel, no size 2, but I am beautiful. The same way I know that you are.

I am sorry people made these comments and even more sorry you read them as if they’ve been made about you. They are the ones who should feel disgusting. The creatures who think it’s okay to spew hatred into the lives of others without a breath of guilt. They are the ones who will die alone, sweet girl. Not us. No matter how much they try to get to you, they are putting the nails into their own coffin.

You are worthy of love and of respect and of kindness and of gentle care and consideration. You will find someone who will hold you when you feel like glass, and someone who will let you fight your own battles because they know just how strong you are.

You’re beautiful. You’re desired. You’re intelligent. You’re charming. You’re witty. You’re kind. You’re patient. You’re very very easy to love. Believe me. If you continue to love yourself, someone will be just wonderstruck by you some day. They may already be. But in any case, please be kind to yourself and to your body.

I’ve had this on my mind all day. It is genuinely one of the kindest things someone has ever said to me. I cannot put words to my feelings sometimes, no matter how much I try, and this is one of those times. I just hope that the person that sent this knows how much this means to me. And how eloquent, wonderful, kind, and thoughtful they are. And I hope they know that everything good that they’ve poured into others will always be in them, too. 💜

[theoculus124]

These are flowers for a not so good day. They are growing in my garden <333

WAIT I can’t send them to you??? Sadness

anyways

What’s your comfort book? Tell me about it 💜

Currently my comfort book is heartstopper cause I just love the characters sm. I love the representation too, so how they Charlie's struggles with mental health, nick nelson and his golden retriever personality, Tao and how he's protective of his friends (love him so much)(also headcannon him as autistic but yes), Elle she's amazing trans representation and so artistic and cool, There's tara and darcy (some of the best wlw relationship representation I've seen) and the way they communicate and omg they're so cute. i also love the constant theme of leaves they're really pretty and OMG TORI is an iconic older sister aa and Kit's mom is the absolute sweetest when Kit comes out to her and questions whether she knows what bisexuality is she's like "I'm not from the 18th century" or something along those lines also Charlie breaks up with kit at one point because he's scared he's ruining him and when they talk about it Nick goes 'You're my favourite person' which is so cute and then there's ben hope who is an arsehole and uses Charlie and there's Harry who is the bully and gets roasted by Tao which is hilarious and Ben as Torri says is an absolute knob and charlie plays drums which is really cool and his relationship with his sister is so sweet like when he was angry and sad he started playing the drums but Torri came in and told him he was playing too loud, however instead of fighting/screaming with each other Charlie eventually opens up and Torri comforts him and it's so sweet also I just have to say Nicks "I'm having a proper full on gay crisis" is an amazing line and I will forever treasure it will all my heart and also fun thing Elle's last name is Argent like Agent I think that's so cool and Tao hates change I remember something that stuck out was when he was really scared of Charlie making new friends and changing their routine and it's not official but I like to think so and he also wears the same beanie and I mean that screams Neurodivergent also charlie's so good at running, that's one aspect of his character I can't relate too because I get exhausted walking up and down the stairs (ok slight exaggeration but still)

Omg that's such an incoherent para I'm so sorry that'll be a pain to read through

No wonder my english teacher said reading my essays was like being on a bullet train

[scar-crossedlvrs]

16, 11, and 3!

I LOVE YOU TEA KISSES xoxoxoxoxoxo

fic writer asks~

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

currently i have like three?? at least three that i'll be going through with and then one request in my inbox. the one i've been thinking about the most lately though is a boring lil office romance au thing that came from rose nope nuh uh not at all. ( just figuring out how i want to go about it )

11. Link your favorite three fics right now.

this is genuinely so hard because there are so many good ones but here's a few 1. 2. 3.

3. Describe the writing process of writing a chapter / fic.

so i'm a very go with the flow type of writer. i don't outline anything and instead just write. it starts with an idea, then i take my time and think about said idea, microwave it in my head and maybe daydream a little bit. then comes the hard part, actually writing. i tend to get the most motivation when i'm at work so i'll hide away in the cooler and type a few sentences here and there as they flow through my brain! Only some of my writing actually gets done when I'm at home in front of my computer. I'm also very much an edit as I go person so I'll scroll back up to parts I had worked on earlier and add / subtract things from what had already been written to fit my current end goal. once i'm *done* however i don't edit because i have a really bad habit of overthinking what i've written so i will just post and hide from the world a while.

I LOVE YOU TOO ELLE THANK YOU FOR THE ASK 💜

[pearl-blue-musings]

My beautiful Elle 🖤🖤🖤

For your post:

Favorite Character: you know I’m gonna stick with my favorite guy Osamu 🖤

Favorite drink and snack: I’m gonna go with any sweet white wine and a variation of fruit.

What brings me comfort: cooking which also works great with him.

Do I want it suggestive? Always. That’s my husband and I can’t keep my hands off him.

Hi Belle!!! 💜💜 and thank you for joining aaahhhhh

Here you go my love!

“Did ya put it all in the oven?”

You smile at him over the phone as you set the timer on the oven for the allotted time. “Yeah babe,” you say into the speaker, “I followed your instructions. Samu you didn’t have to do this for me.”

You hear him chuckle on the other side and put something down. Presumably, a cooking utensil. You walk to the refrigerator and pull out a bottle of white moscato and get yourself a glass as well as a handful of berries to tide you over until dinner. You take a yummy bite and hum in content.

“Are ya spoilin’ yer dinner?”

You put the fruit down and quickly swallow. “N-no,” you stutter and try to hide a giggle. Osamu sighs on the other line and you can tell he switched off his speaker phone.

“I miss ya, sweetheart.”

The deep sadness and longing can be felt in how he called you sweetheart. Your heartaches to be near him again and you lean against the counter. “I miss you too, Samu.” A soft hum and some ruffling is heard in the background as you take a sip of wine. “You’re only there for three more months right?”

“Mhmm, then I’ll be back home with ya. As happy as I am ta be at this cookin’ school fer a year, I sure as hell miss ya.” There’s a slight pant and deep breath in his words making you stand up from the counter. Yet he two of you always had a knack for knowing each others needs obscenely well. And you could tell just what he’s feeling.

You bite your lip and lower your voice, “how much do you miss me?”

He growls into the phone and you hear him shuffle his pants. “So much so I’m makin’ dinner with ya at 1 in the mornin,” he breathes again before rumbling out. “And yer voice got me so hard darlin’.” Hearing him say that does something to you as you tighten your thighs together, breathing sharply into your nose. “Are ya gettin’ horny too? I need ta hear it.”

You swallow a lump in your throat as you nod. “Y-yes, I wanna touch myself, Samu.” He hisses a fuck before looking at the timer and sees there’s 20 minutes left.

“Plenty of time, how’s that wine you’re drinkin’? Tell me what it tastes like.”

You do as he says and take another sip, opening your mouth after you swallow. “It’s so sweet, tastes of peaches and mixed berries.”

“Fuck, ya know I love to lick that wine off of ya.” Osamu unzips his pants and takes out his hard cock, carefully wrapping his fingers around it. “Especially when I lay ya down and pour it on yer body, sippin’ and kissin’ all the way down to yer pussy. Makes it taste sweeter.”

You feel your cunt throb in want as you play with your folds, waiting for his next command. “Please, can I finger myself now?”

“Nah, ya gotta save it for after dinner. Don’t want our food tastin’ of yer insides.

“That’s only fer me.”

[unlikelywrestlingfan]

ELLE i hope you know im crying (positive), ive written fics for twenty years and i have never. NEVER had someone print my work out and hand it back with handwritten notes on it im actually fucking floored right now i. i cant tell in proper words how much this means to me. i cant fucking see my phone im crying i love you so much youre too good to me 💜💜

(an accurate representation of me rn)

FLDKJALDKAJDLAKJDFAL YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY

I saw your posts about the frustration of fic not being read, and I've felt similar frustrations. I also know that I've put off reading fics recently that I've been meaning to, so I thought if I could flex the old English major/teacher muscles and do some annotations (I love annotating so much) that might help show some appreciation. I'm glad the pictures were legible!! Let me know if any of my handwriting needs deciphering, I tend to write in a rush when I'm annotating.

I love a magical AU and brilliant wizard OC is a fabulous concept to me. Your grasp on OC, Kris, and Kip as characters is so strong, a reader can tell how much you love them by how much care you put into depicting them.

I can't always annotate for every fic, but I'd like to continue doing so for this series! Can you tag me in the upcoming chapters?

love you so so much, and I'm hugging you and passing you tissues and rubbing your back, let it out love, let it out, I'm so proud of you for letting the emotions out <3

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🦇 Written in the Stars Book Review 🦇

❓ #QOTD Do you believe in astrology? What are your sun, moon, and rising signs?❓ 🦇 Elle Jones dreams of finding her soul mate. But she knows it is most assuredly not Darcy...a no-nonsense stick-in-the-mud, who is way too analytical, punctual, and skeptical for someone as optimistic and free-spirited as Elle. Despite a disastrous first date, Darcy hopes to keep it going--if only to convince her brother (and Elle's new business partner) she's happy. Is it all just a fauxmance, or is love truly written in the stars?

💜 Alexandria Bellefleur has a way with words that could shatter us rom-com lovers into little more than stardust. I went annotation crazy on this one, which is always a good sign, namely because moon and constellation metaphors have always made an appearance in my own writing. What begins with a disastrous blind date evolves into mutual understanding, respect, and eventually, love. Darcy and Elle see each other, even when their families don't. Elle's situation--having a seemingly unstable job and being a romantic disaster among thriving siblings, all while trying to get her family to recognize her accomplishments and passions--is beyond relatable. As is Elle's fear of abandonment, which leads her to guard her heart. The sense of humor between them is full of fun, entertaining wit, making it a cute sapphic enemies-to-lovers fake-dating Pride and Prejudice retelling.

💙 Despite all that cute, the pacing drags. There's a bit TOO much chaos at times, and though I usually love some chaotic queers, it makes for two frustrating FMCs. While I can easily see this story translating into an on-screen rom-com, unnecessary and somewhat repetitive exposition dragged it on too long. This is yet another sapphic story where sex seems to solve all, then makes everything tragically worse--not quite the development I was hoping for. Unfortunately, this is one story I probably won't remember by the end of the year.

🦇 Recommended for fans of Ashley Herring Blake and modern Jane Austen retellings.

✨ The Vibes ✨ ⭐ Queer/Sapphic Romance ⭐ Contemporary Romance ⭐ Bi/Lesbian FMCs ⭐ Enemies to Lovers ⭐ Faking Dating ⭐ Spicy

💬 Quotes ❝ First- date jitters? No, this feeling was magic, like glitter rushing through her veins. ❞ ❝ So many freckles it was like Darcy’s skin was a peachy- cream sky covered in pale brown stars begging to be mapped out, connected into constellations. ❞ ❝ Then again, Elle wasn’t looking for easy. Elle wanted right. Would it have been nice if some of her dreams had been easier to achieve? Obviously, but she wished her family would understand that just because her path to success wasn’t a straight line, and just because her definition of success was a little different, she wasn’t automatically a failure. ❞ ❝ “Quit trying to marry me off like I’m some Regency spinster in one of your favorite Austen novels.” “Your name is Darcy.” “And I might be a single woman in possession of a good fortune, but I’m not in want of a wife.” ❞