#I got the promt of insta

[fakegingerrights]

Kiss and Tell ~ Fives

[Enemies to Lovers? I'll raise you another: Enemies and Lovers. Fives x Smuggler!reader]

For all your time, you never quite got used to Republic cells. They were just cold metal and a bench, the red of the rayshield casting an eerie glow over everything as you lay on your back in the middle of the cell, hair splayed out around you. You hear clone voices outside your cell and grin slightly as the rayshield goes down and a familiar armored figure leans against the frame of the cell door.

"I must say, the CIS cell I was in the other day was much more comfortable than this one. They gave me a blanket and there were fresh flowers and a window and everything." You say, looking at the grey featureless ceiling.

"Yeah? Did they catch you with the same contraband we did?" Fives's voice is dry, humoring you.

"Pfft, contraband. No, they wanted me for my connections to the GAR." You spit back, leveling a glare at the ARC trooper you so often dealt with.

A flash of worry crosses Fives face, then he rolls his eyes. "I'd hardly call stealing our medical supplies and weapons on a regular basis 'Connections.' Those were going to support injured troopers on Mimban, you know." Something in his tone stings you.

"Puh-lease." You drawl, pushing up into a sitting position. "The republic is rich. Far richer than poor worlds in the outer rim. They can replace some bandaids and blasters like it's nothing."

Fives snaps. You don't fight as he grabs you under the arms and hoists you up against the wall of the cell, out of sight of the surveillance camera.

"Men are dying out there. My brothers. It could just as easily be me, Troublemaker. They don't have time to wait."

There are bags under his eyes, and his usually neatly trimmed goatee is shadowed by grown out stubble around it. His pale skin makes the 5 tattoo stand out like a bruise on his temple.

"Neither do the people of Lysatra. And you can fight seppies, they have flesh opponents to deal with.” You spit back. “The republic professes peace but all you do is turn a blind eye.”

“That’s not-“

“You fight the CIS, who were peaceful until provoked, but never the openly hostile terrorists. Death watch, the Pikes, The Hutts, Black Sun, Kessel, all of them have flourished.”

“You honestly think I have a kriffing choice? I get tossed around like a hot potato, always waiting for my next mission.” Fives sounds so tired. “And you aren’t making this any easier.”

“You call me Troublemaker for a reason. Now, are we gonna sit here and argue more or can we get on with this show, Trooper.”

Fives sighs heavily. “Always pushing your luck, Mesh’la.” He sets you down and leans against the wall above you. “I told you last time I can’t keep getting you out of this cell.” You smile coyly.

“Well, meet me on Nar Shadda in a week and I’ll trade you intel for a proper reunion.”

The corner of Fives’s mouth lifts and he tilts your chin up to kiss him, the overgrown stubble scratchy against your skin. He bites softly on your bottom lip, then something hot and metallic and distinctly not his teeth presses into your mouth. Fives squeezes your wrist slightly as you tuck the lockpick under your tongue and pulls away, kissing up your cheek until he’s right by your ear.

“Bay 7, I left your ship just as it was. Nothing has been unloaded yet. You have ten minutes, Troublemaker.”

“Thank you.” It’s barely a whisper as you slide your fingers in the gaps of his wrist armor, reveling in the small taste of warmth as your fingers graze his blacks. “I’ll see you on Nar Shadda.”

“You’ll be the death of me. I’ll see you there.” He pulls his wrist away from your grasp and stalks towards the door, glaring at you.

As you smile with the lockpick glinting between your teeth, there’s also the flash of something soft in his eyes.

[whorekneecentral]

please write “wanna come over and fuck?” and “I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life” promts about grealish 💙💙💙💙

maybe it could be something like: you both start flirting thru insta and one day that he’s staying at an hotel (because he has a match in your town) and his teammates aren’t there, he decides to message you

fwb jack ?? abso-fucking-lutely + switched it to jack going to her place // prompts: “wanna come over and fuck?” & “I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life” 

The phone buzzes on the counter, you glance over to see the message notification. You wipe your hands off on your shorts and grab the phone. Jack’s name popped up on the screen, a message from him. 

You just assumed he wanted to chat or take you out, you two had been chatting for a while now, he had replied to your story one day and it just spiralled into you giving him your number. He was in town for a match this weekend. The message catches you off guard, you can’t help laugh when you see it. 

From Jack: wanna come over and fuck? 

It’s normal for Jack to be bold, it’s just how he was but you didn’t expect that message tonight. 

To Jack: don’t you have roommates? 

From Jack: they’re out 

To Jack: come round mine. 

Less than 15 minutes pass by before there’s a knock on your front door so you walk over to let Jack in. “Hi you,” you smile at him and the man pulls you into a hug. 

“Hi,” his arm is over your shoulder, the two of you walking back to the living room. “Where are the guys?” You look over at him, sitting on the couch. 

Jack had come over before, he’s made himself comfortable in your space hence why he was in the kitchen, tumbling through the fridge for the bottle of juice he knows you have buried in there. 

“No clue, I was taking a nap when they left.” He moves some things around in the fridge, “no juice?” 

“I’ve got to go grocery shopping.” You shrug, switching on the tv. He joins you on the couch, the two of you snuggled in against each other as you watch whatever movie was playing. 

Jack’s hands were wandering, tracing shapes over your shoulder, his other hand resting on your thigh. “Jack,” you look over at him and he's got his typically cheeky smile on his face. 

“What?” He asks, pulling you to sit on his lap. 

“You are so exhausting,” you joke, arms over his shoulders when you lean into him. The man smiles, pulling you closer to kiss you. “You’re coming to the game though, right?” 

“Yeah, you know Erling had asked me if I was coming to watch him,” Jack rolls his eyes at the mention of his teammate, flipping you two over so you were flat on your back. 

“Awh,” your hand rests on Jack’s cheek, “is someone jealous ?” 

“Don’t start,” his hand slips between the two of you, his fingers working their way under your shorts. “You and your attitude,” he mumbles into your shoulder, kissing down to your chest, down your sternum. 

“I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life.” He looks up at you from between your legs.

[paintcloset]

Drawing Station 2, Marathon

On Monday December 11th I woke up at 7 am to go to a station skill i was not registered for and then went to my scheduled class right afterwards, leading me to have 2, 3 hour long drawing classes back to back. Here are th results of that!

Vogue Model Drawing Station Skill

I'm a big fan of Victor's station skills. He really likes to encourage us to get loose, get jiggy with it and try to let go of your normal art habbits. He really be pushing you around but in a way you need it!

First up we drew some fast skeletons to get a sense for proportion. And then we got to the vogue. I though Vogue Model drawing would have a live model involved but it didn't, we were drawing models from memory/reflexs. This was surprisingly easier that I remember (probably because I'm getting a better feel for anatomy), And I had a lot of fun giving them cunty poses and outfits. Honestly was starting to consider switching focuse to fashion illustration lol! Made me feel like I was 5 years old again drawing girls in princess dresses.

I think we weren't being spontaneous enough so we switched from vogue to doing quick prompts. Each promts followed, Who? Where? Doing what? and we set a 50 second timer to quicklt draw what first came to mind. No I will not be explainign any of the prompts, try to see if you can guess any of them!

Then we went for a coffee break and when I came back we were posing for eachother to draw so I don't quite know how we got there lol

Bonus! Some drawings that were done of me in my crazy poses that made my knees and my back hurt but it was vogue so IDGAF

done by @/zena.rae on insta!

Sixth Lesson, Model Drawing part 3

Content Warning, Drawn weenie

Can I be honest and vulnerable here for a sec? (Of course I can, this is my fucking blog!) I don't draw men, like almost ever? I don't have a reason to and I don't particularly feel the strong urge to do so. Most of the forms in my drawing embody a kinda gender neutral leaning body proportions, like if a man and a woman had a baby lol. So this was not only my first time drawing a male nude model, but also like the most I've ever drawn a man like period. He was also our most dynamic model if you couldn't tell!

I love the dynamics, but I think because of the rough paper I was using, I couldn't figure out how to get much lead tone variation, and in result couldn't figure out how to translate the poses to be dynamic on paper as well. But still turned out pretty good!

My fav one is that back one where accidentally made him look like the witcher lol

[harrysmimi]

Baby's First Dance

Synopsis: One where Harry and YN welcome their baby girl

CW: Mentions of child birth.

More of my work | Insta Promt

When one if the most famous Hollywood celebrity goes MIA the media goes on after them for weeks and everything fizzles out eventually. But when it's two, creates a huge stir on media and internet.

YN and Harry had been very lowkey about their relationship since the very beginning. They met in Japan when he was vacationing there and YN was there to promote her new album. It did not took either of them to fall for each other.

It was very easy decision to move into her flat in London during quarantine, everything made sense.

Though it felt rushed to get married but it was to respect her culture, honestly none of them would change a thing about it. As soon as the lockdown was lifted, it was the first thing they did. Got married with just their families present at Harry's villa in Italy.

It was amazing feeling.

Especially for Harry. Not having to explain himself that people might hate her just because she is with him, not having to explain to her that they might have to be on watch for lurking cameras. She's all too aware of it all. Being in the industry her whole life, she knew exactly what came with it. She could careless about what people think of her.

Though it is not very subtle with Harry and YN liking and sharing each other's posts and going to each other's concerts. Everyone just thought they're good friends.

YN found out she was pregnant with by the end of her tour. It was the best decision she had made to pull out of touring again and taking a long break when she has been working since she was six. It was only fair for her.

Harry was ecstatic to hear YN give him that news and surprise him in New York when he was due to perform at MSG.

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed a coo as he was sat by the edge of his hotel bed, "baby!" He pulled her close by her hips.

"You're going to be Baba, Harry," she announced again.

"There is our baby in there," he mumbled resting his hand on her lower tummy, but opted to instead hug her thighs snuggle his head in her belly and trap her in between his legs. "I can't believe this!"

"Well, it is true." YN chuckled softly, "I want to keep this baby Harry."

"Of course we're keeping this baby then," he pulled back his head to look at her, "we're going straight back home after these last few shows, yeah?"

"Mhmm!" She nodded leaning down to button their mouths together, as she proceeded to straddle his lap and settle on his thighs. "We're having a baby!"

"We're having a baby!" He repeated, nudging his nose against her softly into a puppy's kiss before he pulled in a warm hug.

And god how Harry was excited to be a Girl Dad when they found out they're having a little baby girl at 20 week. He wouldn't mind having a biy either, but he wanted a girl to spoil and dress her up in all the Gucci he can get in her tiny size. Do her hair for her.

"Do you wanna know the sex of your baby?" Doctor asked as he checked for the measurements of baby.

"Yeah, we would like to know now." YN nodded.

They weren't doing a big and elaborated gender reveal but Gemma asked to get it written on a paper and she would plan a little something for them. She is an amazing aunty to the baby Styles already!

It was the same weekend when Gemma invited both their families for dinner at hers. They had an amazing night together, with loads of games and amazing food. Until Gemma pulled out a cake.

"Okay, we're not going with traditional pink and blue this time. It is going to Purple for girl and Green for boy. YN and Harry cut the cake now!" She handed a wooden knife to the couple.

YN's brother was taking a video for them on his phone. YN was rather nervous, her hands were shakey until Harry wrapped his much bigger hand around hers. He gave a assuring smile before they cut into the cake. YN gasped seeing Purple crumbs on the knife, she didn't know how harry was so calm. Cutting up a small slice he picked it up to reveal a pastel shade of purple cake.

"It's a girl!" Everyone announced.

It was then when everything became so much more real for both of them.

It was a busy day for Harry at studio. He was trying to get his new album finished as soon as he could just so he can spend time with his girls until everything is all produced. He was not going to touch work for at least six months. He was just getting few of his backing vocals test run when he recieved a call from his wife.

"Harry come home now," she spoke as soon as he answered, crying, "my water just broke."

"Hey baby," he cooed, "I'm coming home now okay? You're going to be fine. I want you sit down okay?"

"Uh-huh! Just hurry please I'm scared and I'm alone!" She cried.

"I am darling, I'll be there in five." He assured her and rushed home. Surely running a couple of red lights. He can afford to get a ticket than to have his wife and baby hurt in someway.

"Hey, hey it's okay!" He reached home the exact moment she was having an contraction. "Are you bleeding?"

"Yeah," she nodded.

"Okay, we'll go to the hospital now yeah? I'll get the hospital bag and a chage of pants for you." He ran upstairs and gathered everything in one trip. He helped her change her pants, it's been something he have been doing since she couldn't bend to pull up her pants. He also put on a pair of socks on her feet and her flippers.

"Wait, wait, wait!" She stopped him, "another contrac—" she huffed feeling another shooting pain in her belly.

"Breathe, baby breathe," he did the breathing excercise with her as he hugged her, rubbing her back gently.

"It's hurts so fucking bad," she groaned in pain.

"I know baby, you're so strong for doing this. Just 20 minutes yeah? We'll be in hospital then." He assured her.

"Uh-huh!" She nodded. She made him rush to the car before she gets another contraction halting her movement and delaying their visit to hospital.

She rather calmer than Harry expected her to be. She was freaking out not even two weeks ago getting Braxton Hicks and rushing to hospital on a false alarm. But this was clearly not false.

"Oh my god this is so weird," she chuckled.

"Why so?" Harry wondered.

"We're going to the hospital and we'll return home with a baby, it's like we're going to baby shopping." She laughed but winced when another contraction hit. "It is like baby shopping, with all the bills."

"I can't believe you can joke whilst being in so much pain." Harry laughed.

Once in the hospital, YN was hooked to iv and monitors. She was just 7 centimetres dilated whivh was not enough so they had to stay longer. It was already eight at night, none of them have eaten anything and her progress was slower than expected.

"Did you call Anne and Gemma?" YN asked.

"Just called your parents first, going to call them both now." Harry informed her before called his mum and sister.

It was nearly early morning when doctor came in to check in on her, they were up all night waiting for their baby girl to finally decide to come home. Harry and YN were nothing but giggles and smiles.

"I've never seen first time parents as calm as you in my 30 years into this field." Doctor said, "it is nice."

"I am not, I literally saw my you ger brother being born at home when I was eight. It was traumatising, but I know what to prepare for." YN answer making Harry chuckle.

"Was your mum having a home birth?"

"No, she'd had four kids, so her fifth dilevery was pretty quickly. Very quick actually." YN said. She's had an epidural at this point so she could at least drink some water without being in pain.

"It gets easier with each kid." Doctor nodded, "you're ready, we'll get the labour and delivery room ready for you, yeah?"

"Yeah." YN nodded.

"It's going to be easier for our next babies." Harry smirked.

"Oh my god Harry, let's have this one first." YN threw her head back on her pillow in defeat.

He was raving about the idea of having twins as to how fast YN started showing. But turned out Baby Styles is just a chunky baby. She weighs over eight pounds and ten ounces already on their last ultrasound.

Baby girl was born safely and everything went so smoothly. Doctor put the baby on YN's chest, she was a crying mess. Showing off her vocals chords and already challenging her dad that she could potentially sing higher notes than him.

"4.32 am. 1st of February." A nurse spoke in the room as soon as rhe baby was out.

"Hi baby," YN chuckled the gorgeous girl lied on her chest who's cried fizzled down rather quickly, "you are so gorgeous."

"Hey pretty girl!" Harry cooed.

......................................................................

After baby was all cleaned up, YN and Harry got her back and she was also guided how to feed the little angel. She had a first big meal and dozed off to sleep.

"Are you crying Harry?" YN smiled seeing her watch the baby girl like she is made of moon dust and prettiest silver. Her cheeks were rosy and already chubby, she had a head full of hair unlike his when he was a baby but according to his wife she looks just like him. Jer lashes layed on her soft skin as she dozed off to sleep after a big first meal, puffs of soft air leaving her tiny pink lips, she lied there in her mother's arms wrapped in a green blanket and a sunflower beanie on her head.

"Don't you wanna hold her Hazza?" YN asked.

"She's so delicate, I, I don't want to hurt her." He said, like he's never seen a new born child in his entire life.

"You won't Harry, come and sit here." YN patted in front of he ron the matter of her bed, he sat there on the edge, "you just need to support her neck, she's the safest when with you."

He nodded, physically shaking away his nervousness away, as he forwarded his hands to take his baby in his arms for the first time. YN gently placed her in his arms seeing him visibly shudder and hitch. Her head perfectly placed in the crook of his elbow, she moved her head to make herself comfy in her deep sleep.

"Isn't she perfect?" YN mumbled.

"She is," Harry nodded in agreement, feeling his eyes well up with tears. "She is all ours. This is so real now." He brought her up to his face to snuggle her. The the same way he did when YN first told him she was pregnant.

"It is," YN said. She gave him a moment with their baby. Letting him soak in all of his feelings for her the best he could. YN even sneaked in a Polaroid picture of two of them for herself (she is sure he's going to steal it and put on his with a clear case). Luckily for her he posed for another one. A nurse was nice enough to take a family picture for three of them.

"Harry, it's your birthday!" YN realised. "Happy birthday!"

"This is the best birthday." Harry chuckled, looking at his baby sleeping in her cot now. "Thank you baby!" He went to hug his wife.

"I'm sorry I forgot Harry, I promise I will make upto it." She hugged him back.

"You don't have to, I wouldn't want to change a single thing now that I got a birthday twin." He mumbled, "thank you for the best present ever, she is the best thing."

"She really is." How could she not agree.

"Nurse gave us the documents to fill in, need our signatures on it." He informed her, picking up the notepad from the side table.

"Oh, can you fill it? I can't write with a needle in my hand." She suggested.

"Sure." He nodded and they filled up the documents together and wrote her name. He wrote her first and middle name which both of them settled on pretty quickly.

Juno Robin YLN-Styles.

"Harry, she is fine with just one last name." YN told him.

"She is also going to carry her mum's name with her." He said as he signed under his part.

YN didn't change her last name after getting married, she just added his after her maiden name. It was only fair for Juno to carry both their names. It warmed her heart.

"You can sign on it when they take this out yeah?" He kept the notepad aside, seeing her struggle tro grip on the pen.

Most of their families decided to go see the baby when she's at her home and safe to not overwhelm her, but only the Grandma's were going to visit the hospital as YN and Harry had so nicely asked for their help for this postpartum stage. It didn't look like it was anytime soon that they could get to go back home as YN was bleeding a little too much which doctor and nurses were taking care of. She just needed loads and loads of rest a bit was walking as her epidural wears out.

Harry leaned in to press a lingering kiss on her chapped lips, "thank you."

"For what?" YN feel him hold her free hand and lace their fingers together on her lap.

"For this." He said obviously pointing at their Juno, "my love for you only grows from here darling. I am so grateful you chose to give me a pleasure to be a dad. I always wanted that. Thank you for giving our Juno home to grow in your body for nine months. You're so strong for that."

"Harry's stop you're gonna make me cry." YN whined chuckled, he was already crying his happy tears. "I love you Harry. And it takes two to make a baby."

"Oh how I enjoyed every moment of that process," he said, his voise was low afraid Juno might hear him as he leaned in closer to nudge his nose against her softly.

"I bet you did." YN nodded. "I am hungry now. And it's starting to hurt now."

"You mum asked me to not to give you any outside food." He told her, "she's coming over with food for both of us. Apparently your confinement begins this very moment." He announces.

"No, I was going to ask you to sneak me some icecream." She pouted making a sad puppy face.

"I know, I will get you all the icecream you want baby, but after your confinement is done. It was your choice to go by the Indian Confinement for your postpartum time." He reminded her. "We're going by every word your grandma and mum says now. It seems so much better for you and out bean."

"I wanted icecream." She whined.

"I can get you ice for now, no ice cream sorry love." He felt bad turning her down but it was a better option than being killing by his mother and mother in law if she falls sick. Everyone seems to love YN a little too much for his liking.

He's a narcissist. But he loves her.

"You're lucky I love you," she huffed.

"And I love you more." He chuckled and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "Are you hurting anywhere?"

"Yeah? I just pushed a 9 pounds and 6 ounce baby out of my vagina. But my legs hurt a lot." She nodded.

"You want me massage your legs for you?" He asked.

"Yeah please, thank you." She wasn't going to turn down a nice a massage.

"Try getting in some sleep yeah? I'll be here when you wake up."

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YN's mum had just left, she brought in a tons of healthy food for YN and of course Harry got to have some too. She also showed YN a few trick on how to help Juno latch on better jf she doesn't sometimes.

Doctor on the other hand recommended baby to have a skin to skin time her dad too. Harry loves cuddles so he jumped to it. Juno was halfway awake by then again. The first time was her Nani was there and she had her second meal and a diaper change.

She blinked open her big doe eyes trying to adjust to bright lights in the room. She had his big green eyes which were super dilated now but a ring of ring around her pupils was enough to tell them she has his eyes too. She is very calm so far, she slept through her first diaper change.

Harry was much more comfortable with holding her now. He held her tiny hand in between his pointer and thumb gently to see long fingernails on her tender fingers. He was afraid she is going to scratch herself for sure and they have to clip those soon. There was so much to admire of her, her tiny wrist, she was already a Michelin Man baby, her little belly full of milk, the dimples on the back of her hands as she flexed her delicate joints around his finger to grab his hand.

In that very moment he made a promise to never leave her hand no matter what.

He didn't know he was swaying slowly until his wife pointed out as she came out of the rest room, "are you two having your first dance?" She asked.

"Mhmm, we are." He nodded proudly. "Proud to say, I am her first dance."

He started humming to Just The Way You Are by Billy Joel and he swayed Juno who was blinking her eyes softly, already trying to keep up with her dad's antiques.

Don't go changing to try and please me

You never let me down before, mmm

Don't imagine you're too familiar

And I don't see you anymore

I would not leave you in times of trouble

We never could have come this far, mmm

I took the good times, I'll take the bad times

I'll take you just the way you are

And that was the truth. No matter what she chose to be when she grows up he would encourage her and lover her for who she is. Like he does in the moment. He had made an unspoken promise that he's never going to leave her hand if she needs him, even if it's in bad times to come even though he wants from all the best this universe has to offer his girl.

Don't go trying some new fashion

Don't change the color of your hair, mmm

You always have my unspoken passion

Although I might not seem to care

He's for sure going to be one those annoying dads. Who seem not to care just to get under their kids' skin. He was going to have his fun being a father. But ahe wants her to know already that she doesn't need to change herself for anyone. As soon as they start is better, because she deserves the moons and stars.

I don't want clever conversation

I never want to work that hard, mmm

I just want someone that I can talk to

I want you just the way you are

This is far away in future, but he just wants her be there for him and have a conversation about the most random thing. Sit on his porch sip on tea as he's old and grey. With her or her siblings if he decides to have anymore kids with his wife.

I need to know that you will always be

The same old someone that I knew

Oh, but what will it take till you believe in me

The way that I believe in you?

I said I love you, that's forever

And this I promise from the heart, mmm

I couldn't love you any better

I love you just the way you are, right

Now he understands why his mum says he is her baby even though he's passed his thirties. He can never imagine to see her past this phase now. Here in the moment holding onto her tiny frame, protecting her from everything wrapped up in a blanket close to his heart. He whispered every night to her when she was in her mum's womb that he loves her, and he wants her to believe that.

I don't want clever conversation

I never want to work that hard, mmm

I just want someone that I can talk to

I want you just the way you are

He hums along just for the two of them, creating his own little bubble to realise he was crying, again, and Juno was fast asleep, again. He sniffled on his tears and looked her and brought her up to press a kiss on her cheek.

"I love you so much," he mumbled. He have never felt this love before for sure. He set her down in her cot and wrap her up in her blanket again.

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It was the next morning when they got to take Juno home with them. YN was feeling a lot better and could walk around good, her bleeding was controlled and she was all healthy to go back home and rest with her baby.

"Welcome home Juno," he whispered to the baby in his arms who was a bit awake for her home coming.

"We're home." YN cooed watching her baby blink at her from her dad's embrace.

"I'm gonna give you a little home tour." He said, tapping onto her tiny chin and making her squirm.

YN sat on the sofa there watch him go around the house.

"Okay, were not going to live here. We have a new home being made right now. But whilst we here. This is where we make all the good food, it's mostly your Mummy cooking because I am shit at cooking." He went on from kitchen, "this is where we wash you poopy clothes." He said making YN laugh in the living room.

"This is meant to be your room but you're going to sleep with Mummy and Papa until you're a little more big." He showed her the empty room. Her nursery was being put together at their new house so they didn't bother to do anything to this flat, "this where you will be sleeping at night. You Mummy did an amazing job at picking out this cot for you."

YN heard him talking to Juno from their room, "we're going to move this to my side eventually. Your mummy says it's going to be on her side."

"I heard that Harry." YN called out.

He just laughed, "this is our balcony. We can't go out now." He continued, "this is the bathroom, it's not going to be interesting for you for sometime now. Just don't go playing into toilet water like your Mummy when you're a little big."

"Hey!" YN whined, "I still don't know why my mum told you that story!"

"Yeah, and how she washed you three times after that." He had a great laugh.

"I was two years old!" She defend herself.

"Sure."

He walked around the living room, showing her little nooks and bits. He definitely tired her out that she fell back asleep.

"Can I have her for sometime?" YN asked.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Do you need me to bring you something so you don't have to get up?" He asked.

"No, I'm fine. Doctor has advised me to be up and walking." She shook her head, "I just want some time with her."

"You have about 20 minutes, I need to shave too." He said, glanced at the watch on the wall behind her briefly, "get all the time you can before I'm back clinging beside you two."

With that left Mum and Juno alone.

"You came on your Papa's birthday," YN told her, "we missed celebrating, didn't we? We should order a cake for him."

Juno let out a sleepy sigh. She is just two days old, it's turing to plan a last minute birthday celebration for her dad. But she agrees.

YN ordered a small Lunch box cake to go as it was just going to be him and YN. He took longer than he would and that was perfect as the cake in by that time. Their lunch and dinner was already made by her mother this morning before both of them came back home. YN had placed a frosting candle on it which came along so it wouldn't ruin the cake.

Harry came back downstairs all cleaned up, clean shaved though YN was in love with his stubble but she's sure he won't be able to shave it anytime soon again. He had changed out of the dirty hospital clothes into a comfy white shirt and grey sweats.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Juno's Papa. Happy birthday to you." YN sang to surprise him, holding the cake in one hand and Juno in other. She was still in and out of her sleep, she let put a other sigh, her small mouth shaped in a shape of O.

"Where did you get this one from?" Harry gasped taking the cake from her hand so she can hold Juno comfortably. They sat on the sofa and blew the candle making a wish. With the fork he scooped up a bite and brought it upto YN first. It was his thing since he has met her now, everything he gets she easts first, at least one bite. All the while Juno stared at both of her parents with big doe eyes as they shared the cake.

"You'll get it in a few hours through your milk." Harry chuckled looking at her, as if she wanted to have a bite or two herself.

"She has got your eyes." YN said, now her eyes appearing more and more clearer.

"She does." Harry agreed, admiring the girl they made together. Seeing her made his love for his wife grow even more, even if that was possible. "You want to go change up now?"

"Yes, please." YN agreed. "Can you change her up too, please?"

"Mhmm," he nodded, "you want me run you a bath?"

"Please. Thank you." YN agreed. "Can I have a bath though? Doctors had to put stitches up my hoohaa."

"Oh my god, you didn't had to say it like that." He shuddered.

"Hey!" She whined in defeat, "you said I can share everything with you. You're so mean."

"You can baby. But you didn't had to word it like that." He chuckled helping her stand up slowly. "Just take a shower for now, yeah? We'll as your mum or doctor tomorrow about it."

"Yeah."

It was going to be long momth and half staying at home for YN in confinement. It was going to be fun yet annoying to stay inside. But anything for Juno.

N O T E:

1. I loved writing this.

2. Please do lemme know how you like this. Leave a vote if you can. It really helps me encourage myself to write more.

3. Honestly I was gonna quit writing fanfictions now, but I had this piece half written so I finished it.

[bqstqnbruin]

24 and 11 from the angst promts? 🥺

11. “I loved you.” “Then why did you let (her/him/them) get in between us?

24. “Let me go.”

Send me numbers and a boy from this prompt list

You knew when Josh got the call that something bad was about to happen. He sounded excited when he picked up, until he turned around and saw you sitting there on his couch. His voice dropped immediately and he left the room in a hurry.

Two weeks later, Josh had left, gone to Montreal while you stayed behind in Columbus where you couldn’t uproot your life. You had loved Josh, but you weren’t in a place with the relationship that you could uproot everything and follow him to another city, let alone another country. 

The last conversation you had before he left broke your heart as if it weren’t broken already.

He took your hand before he was about to leave your apartment what would be the last time in a while. “I’m sorry, Y/N. This is just part of hockey. We knew this was a possibility when we started dating.” You couldn’t find the words to say, focusing on the small hole that was forming in the toe of your sock. He tilts your head up by your chin, tears in both of your eyes obscuring your vision. “Do you want to try to make this work?” he asks you. 

“Do you?”

His answer was no, which meant you were skulking around your apartment for two weeks before finally saying fuck it and going through a much needed hoe-phase. You knew he saw every post you made on Instagram and Snapchat, every weekend with a new guy, out with different friends, wearing different outfits that made you feel the perfect mixture of slutty and powerful. 

That was until you were asked out by Pierre-Luc, Josh’s now ex-teammate, when the pictures stopped altogether, unsure of how Josh would react to his ex-girlfriend and his friend dating now that he had moved to another city. 

“You have to tell him at some point, you know,” Luc points out, prompting an eye roll from you. “He’s going to find out, it’s better that it comes from one of us.”

“Then why don’t you tell him?” you ask him. The Habs were playing the Jackets that night, and of course, you were going to be there with Dubois scrawled across your back. 

“I’m not the one who dated him.”

You were dreading the game, and it was all because of Josh. You were lucky that you were able to avoid any contact with him, knowing that he didn’t realize you would be there. You had posted on your Insta story a picture of the ice one the two teams went out for warmups, tagging your new boyfriend with a heart next to his name, figuring Josh wouldn’t see it until after the game, after he had met you all down in the locker room like they had talked about.

The game started, nothing too exciting happening, passing the puck back and forth, constant switching between zones, a few scoring chances here and there, but nothing. 

A scoreless first period turned into a scoreless second, the third period leaving everyone hoping someone scored so you wouldn’t have to sit through the agony that was extra time. 

Pierre-Luc was skating up the side with the puck, breaking away from a two-on-one and maybe getting the chance to add a goal to the board. Out of nowhere, Josh comes flying off the bench, the first time both of them were on the ice, checking him low from behind, sending Luc onto the ice, not moving when the refs blew the whistle, three of the Jackets ganging up on their old teammate for what he did. 

You watched Josh get ejected, Luc helped off the ice and back to the locker room as you made a beeline to try to go see him. You see someone you know from the team, the same worried expression plastered on their face that you had. “How is he?” you ask, hoping that they would know something, anything.

“He should be ok, but he might have fractured his wrist on the fall. Not good but not the worst.” The two of you hear a loud yell, not from one of the guys on the Blue Jackets. You knew exactly who’s yell that was.

“What the hell was that?” you scream at Josh, running up to him and doing everything in your power not to shove him even though you knew it wouldn’t do anything. You were furious that he would intentionally do that to someone who he used to consider one of his best friends.

“Well, what are you doing going out with him?” he yells back, louder and with more force than you could ever muster.

It takes a minute to realize he had seen your story. “You left me, Josh. You looked me in the eyes and told me you didn’t think us staying together was worth it if we weren’t in the same city. Pierre-Luc has been nothing but perfect to me.”

“So as soon as I leave you just fuck the first guy you see? I thought you loved me.”

“Of course I loved you!”

“Then why did you let him get in between us?”

"He didn’t get in between us,” you scream at him, hot tears falling down your cheeks. “There was no us to get between. Josh, just let me go. I’m not yours anymore. You had your chance to try, and you didn’t take it.” You turn around, leaving him there while you go and try to find your boyfriend. 

[charlott2200]

Shiptember 2020

Day 16: the moment they knew

Promts by followers suggestions in histories ,mesages and post in

Insta

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"Gorgeous"

One of most glorious moments of my fan life ,RIGLEEN BECAMES CANON !!!!and they get married and had childs ,and they got such a happy healthy relationship my otp i loved them !!!.

I cant find the episode but heres the link of the exact video .

https://youtu.be/RkLcoRZvsHA

Hope you like 💖

[islareeveswriting]

✨25 Sentence Promts✨

1: "I think I owe you an apology" * 2: "I'll take care of it" 3: "You're all I've got" * 4: "Who did that to you?" * 5: "Can I sit here?" * 6: "Come on, you need a break" * 7: "What is all that shouting about?" * 8: "You don't look so good" * 9: "I'm not from around here" 10: "There's no way you're getting me in /that/" * 11: "Have you seen - /oh/" 12: "This is why no one wants to hang out with us" * 13: "Please hide me" * 14: "I'll pay you for it" 15: "I didn't expect you to say yes" 16: "I could kiss you or I could kill you" 17: "When you asked me out, this is not what I had in mind" 18: "My parents are visiting - right now" 9: "Did you do that for me?" 20: "That's a weird way to say "I love you"" 21: "Don't worry, I'm right here, and I'm not leaving" 22: "I think this person is following me, please walk me home" * 23: "I don't need your attitude" 24: "When did you get so ____?" 25: "It just sort of happened"

So I've got a boring Monday ahead of me tomorrow and a relatively dull evening before that so if you want to send me some prompts ^^ Drabble ideas, insta requests now is the perfect time 😊 I've got World of Our Own in mind but if you have any of my other stories in my mind just let me know😘😘😘