#WOULD you FALL in LOOOVE with me again if YOU knew all I’d DONE

[iamnotyetoliverstarksgirlfriend]

Day #138

I am not yet Oliver Starks girlfriend.

[shhhlikeme]

THE SEXY

HALL🎃WEEN COSTUME 🎃👻💀🍬 YOU WEAR THAT MAKES YOUR VOLLEYBALL PLAYER GO: 🥵🥺 part 2

Haikyuu!!

Ft. Tendou, Kenma, Daishou, & Aran

Part 1 | Part 2 🩸 Part 3 🩸 Part 4 🩸 Part 5 🩸

Ojiro Aran -

A Pretty AF Princess👑👸

this hubby-material, absolutely perfect creation of a man has a royal kink. It’s not up for debate! 

argue with your mother if you disagree

Not in some crazy cocky sense where he thinks he’s royalty or something...

It’s moreso that he literally sees you as his princess already..... and treats you like it—even though you two have only been on a handful of dates!!! 

Where you wore cute and casual outfits only. 

Sooooo when you’re dressed as how this boy actually sees you....mannnnnnnnn

Aran Ojiro is all: 😦😦‘s and 🥺🥺🥺🥺’s

and a whole lotta 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩’s

Be prepared for him to shower you with compliments and attention, god damn 

At the Olympic Team’s sober bar hop yall go to, Aran’s telling you how beautiful you look and how much a crown on your head suits you every half an hour 

It puts butterflies in your stomach every time.

He’s dressed as a Prince to match you (which you had to beg him to wear because he doesn’t like the attention) and the entire night your new boo thing was treating you so sweetly 

Kissing your hand, holding you bridal style through door frames, bowing to you 🥺🥺🥺🥺 the whole nine yards

The twins, Bokuto, and even Sakusa kept making fun of him for being so simpy

But the man didn’t care lmao! he kept speaking over the boys when they chirped him, yelling at them that they are FORBIDDEN TO SPEAK TO YOUR MAJESTY WITHOUT ROYAL PERMISSION 💀

You couldn’t stop blushing, even though you were shy... you secretly felt like you were on cloud nine by the way he was being with you, honestly 

You thought the dates couldn’t get better but here we are.

“Ojiro..........” You blushed as you watch the guy you’re seeing and falling in love with Oop— press his plump and soft lips to you hand again.

“Hm?” He asks, opening them and looking up at you through his long lashes. He never removed your hand from his lips. You swooned even harder as your heart pounded, looking away. You tried again. 

“Umm.... you’re just being so kind treating me like this all night even though your friends are making fun of you, and you say it’s because I am your Princess but.... you do know that YOU’RE the one that gives off a Royal vibes, right?! Your entire aura and the way you carry yourself—even when I first met you—screams King. Plus everyone says it. That’s why people keep saying how much your costume fits you. You’re Like........” You gave yourself a beat to think. “—-you’re like the kind and gentle Prince who takes over his father’s throne and changes all the mean laws that were there.... then takes the peasant girl for his wife because he only cares about true love. That would totally be you. You’re like, amazing, Ojiro.” 

You were still looking away from your crush when you finished, immediately wanting to sink in a hole caused by utter embarrassment. 

What am I, a damn Disney narrator?🙄, you thought pathetically. 

Aran studied your features when you said all of this, his eyes softening. As soon as you were done speaking, he romantically pressed his lips against your hand again and then brought your hand down between you two, holding it. 

Next, he gently turned your chin with his free hand so that you were facing him, and so that you could see the sincerity in his eyes. 

You whimpered from the intensity you saw there. 

“Y/N,” Ojiro began in his gentle-king voice. 

“I could really go on with a monologue right now about how you carry yourself the same way you just described for me—like a Princess who overtakes her father’s throne and denounces any preexisting closed minded laws, then decides to give the humble baker—that’s me, a shot at a life of euphoria with you...... but I’ll save that for another time....” he paused, and you swore that you would never forgive yourself if the tears you were feeling decided to fall and ruin this moment. 

“No! It’s you, Ojiro. I’m not even close. You’re so perfect and—“ A handsome smirk graced Aran’s handsome face, making your butterflies explode. Somehow looking at that smirk you just knew that he could tell you were holding back tears with everything in you, so, being the modern Prince he is, Aran came to your tear-saving rescue. He lightened the voice, effectively lightening the mood; but his eyes remained just as intense. He chuckled cutely before explaining the reason behind the intensity. 

“Okay well uhh, hey, if you insist on calling me a Prince.... Then... as my first order of duty 👑, I’d like to ask you, my fair maiden, if would consider being so kind as to call this Prince: your new boyfriend? I mean—damn—sorry, did they even use that term back then?!” 

Your heart bursted, practically springing out of your chest:

Not Prince Eric, not Prince Charming and not even Flynn fucking Rider had anything on how amazing this Prince was! 

Your emotions bubbled over, letting out giggles that sounded just like a real Disney Princess’. 

“Yes, Aran!” You exclaimed, lunging forward to hug him. Aran laughed brilliantly, thanking you. 

You just basked yourself in this ending: Not knowing that your “yes” was the beginning..... of your fairytale. 

A/N: shoutout to my upcoming King Aran AU omg I am smitten 🥺🥺🥺

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Kenma Kozume -

Gamer Girl 🕹🔌

When it comes to Halloween costumes.......

You and your boyfriend Kenma are both lazy. 

So when Kuroo called and screamed at both of you because you promised to go to his work’s party tonight, (especially Kenma who would look really good to his superiors) you both reluctantly agreed .... again😑😑😑

While Kenma simply showered, dried his hair and put on your cat ear head band and called it a day, 

You realized that you had to scramble for a presentable costume. Shit. 

You scoured Kenma’s condo since you have been staying here and won’t have time to go home. 

Freaking out because you found shit all, your bf told you that you really don’t have to wear a stupid costume because this party is stupid and Kuroo himself is stupid. 

Speaking of the devil: kenmas phone starting ringing with the Kuroo ringtone, meaning he was calling. 

Kenma tried to ignore it, so you went into his game room to retrieve his phone for him. 

While you looked for his phone near his gaming set up, your eyes fell on your boyfriend’s Professional Gamer headphones. 

You placed his headphones on, fixed your glasses and decided you’d go as a cute gamer girl! 

Kozume followed you in after a while when he didn’t hear you on the phone, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw you. 

“Th-those are my headphones.” Your youtuber says flatly, trying not think about how mind blowingly attractive you look with them on. 🤯🤯🤯

You just pointed at his costume.

“And that’s my kitty headband. What’s your point?” You retorted, winking at him behind your glasses. “I have a costume now: I’m a gamer girl. Do you like it?” 

Cat boy could only nod, his eyes growing dark. He pictured you gaming and it made him suuuuuper turned on. 

You noticed and like the little shit you are, you closed the distance between the two of you and wrapped your arms around his neck. You puckered your lips asking for a kiss. 

Kenma’s cheeks flared up, unable to stop himself from looking down your tight black & white tank top at your boobs. 

In true Kenma style, he ignored your ask for a kiss. 

“Kuroo is probably ou-out-outside, Y-Y/N. We should go.” Obviously flustered, your boyfriend quickly collected his phone from his desk and made a beeline out of his game room. 

You laughed, calling out to him from your place in the room. “I saw your boner, Kenma!”

“Shut up.” You heard your monotone boyfriend call back. You could picture his blush.

You smiled. 

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Daishō Suguru -

Poison Ivy 🧑‍🦰🌿🥀

Your boyfriend is a self proclaimed snake . 🐍 he even recently got one tatted on one side of his chest and it looks AH-MA-ZING

But anyways... like I said: 

Your boyfriend is a self proclaimed snake . 

.....And Snakes like leaves 🍃

Therefore, you dressed as a leaf.

LMAOOOOOOOOOO

After you got all ready, 

You Facetime’d him because he was away at a tournament and you wanted to show him your costume 

When Daishō answered while grocery shopping, he was not prepared. He dropped his phone, picked it up, stared at you in awe, then he quickly hung up on you. 

He didn’t want to sport a boner in the fucking meat aisle so he practically raced to the cash and called you back when he got in his car. Lol

no but fr Daishou went gaga when he saw you dressed as the sexy Poison Ivy

Not only is he a DC > Marvel Enthusiast, but Daishō loooved Poison Ivy because he and the super hero/villain had similar personalities 

Poison Ivy approached DC Universe situations the same way Daishō approached rival volleyball games: with a manipulative sense, a temptress grin, and ultimately being someone no one you can tell whether they are a hero or a villain. 

With all of that to consider, your man wasn’t even thinking about that because he was too busy thinking you look like sex-on-legs 

He stared at your body madddd hard

“Fuck me. I wish I was Clark Kent right now so I had x-ray vision.” He groaned as he covered his free hand over his face, opening his fingers to peek at you. “What are you wearing under those leaves? Anything?!” Your snake-like boyfriend tried to sound stern, but you knew better. 

“Nothing.”

Licking your red lips, you lean toward your laptop so that your boyfriend could see a close up of those red lips.

You saw him instinctively lean closer to the camera and take a deep breath.

“Your Best Friends/Name isn’t picking me up for another hour, Dai. But you and I both know that really means two hours. Anyway, I’ll slip on underwear when she gets here but I was....... sort of hoping you could show Poison Ivy that snake of yours......before then. She hasn’t met him yet🥺.”

In his rush to get back to his hotel for some hot ass web cam sex, Sugaru forgot the groceries in the car.  Oh well ;) 

the extra grocery trip he’d have to take later that night was well worth it. 

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Tendō Satori -

Skeleton Chick w Dope Clown Makeup

“Y/N CHAAAAAAAANNNNN!” 

you cringed and put your hands out in front of you to protect yourself, just in time before your boyfriend Tendou tackled you on the bed you two share 

You expected this, and that’s why you had strategically placed yourself in front of the bed when you finally told your boyfriend you were done your makeup 

3 hours ago, you had a long talk with your red head as he sat down with his legs folded like a kindergarten student: 

“Ten. I love you, but you are NOT ALLOWED back in the room until I’m done my makeup. You’re too loud, and you’re making me shake. I need precision. I promise I’ll call you in when I’m done and have my costume on.” 

Just like a kindergartener student, your boyfriend gave you puppy dog eyes. 

“BUT—“ 

“Ztttt! No buts!” You shut your eyes so that you weren’t looking at his puppy dog eyes that get you every time. “Ten, you can come in as soon as it’s done.” 

You heard him sigh, so you sealed the deal.

“Don’t forget that You’ll be the first to see it, my special boy.” 

“Alright!!!!” Tendou jumped up.

“Please, bring me to the room and shut the door behind you.” Since your eyes were still closed, your boyfriend hummed and linked his arm through yours, doing exactly as you asked. He lead you to your vanity and helped you sit down. 

“I’ll be waiting! Cant wait to see it! I’m going to bake a Halloween cake to waste time!” 

You felt a familiar kiss to the top of your head, then you heard your bedroom door shut. 

God you loved that Chocolatier. 

***

3 hours later, you were questioning why you loved that Chocolatier🙄, because he was crushing you under his weight after tackling you

Your boyfriend quickly rolled off of you and began his chatter. 

This was both of your favourite holidays so Satori has been gushing the entire week 

“OHO, you look awesome, Y/N-chan! When I was young, no one would take Halloween as seriously as I did so they’d say hurtful things behind my back and it made me very sad.....!!! Last year Ushi actually dressed up as the peanut butter to my jelly which was cool, but he didn’t know the words to the song for Karaoke......” His eyes lit up. “But now I have YOU! Someone who loves October 31st as much if not more than me! Oh, and you look beautiful AND scary! How did you do that??? Can you do my makeup like that, my love?! I want to match you! I also want to make love to you..... and—“

You reached over and covered Tendou’s mouth with your index finger. 

This cutie shushed himself, making himself cross eyed because he was now looking down at your finger on his own lips

You laughed. There is so much you could respond to, but thinking about a baby Ten being all excited for Halloween and his stupid bullies making him feel like shit for it tug at your heart strings, disallowing you to say anything else to your brilliant Chocolatier:

“Ten...........I love you. Happy Halloween.” 😌

This time, you hadn’t had enough time to put your arms out before you were tackled by an enamoured Tendou Satori again. 

Who do you want to see react to your Sexy Hall🎃ween Costume next?

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Characters that are currently in queue: Iwa, Ukai, Daichi, Oikawa, Mattsun, Kuroo, Kyoutani, Akaashi, Tsukki & Noya.

[esmealux]

Ship: Sailing

Part: 1 / 1 (But you can read it as a sequel to this piece.)

Setting: After 5x06

Word count: 1.6K

Rating: T

Summary: Ella finds out her OTP is finally happening. Or, Lucifer bragging about finally having sex with Chloe, Ella fangirling over it, and Chloe being horny so done with them.

Author’s note: I wrote this before watching 5x07, i.e. before seeing Ella’s actual reaction, so consider this an alternative take on it.

‘Hey, Ella,’ Chloe greets her as she walks into the lab, coffee in hand. Ella greets her back before holding up a crucial piece of evidence. ‘Okay, so I wiped the keys you found for prints, and guess wha-’ As Ella lifts her head to see her co-worker’s reaction when she tells her they have a new lead, she realises she isn’t listening; her face is turned away, an anxious look on her face. Or is it excited? Following her line of sight to see what, or who, has Chloe’s attention, she spots a familiar three-piece suit through the cracks between the blinds. Ella smiles knowingly. ‘So, Chloe, did you and Lucifer finally-

‘Good morning, miss Lopez!’

‘Well, speak of the Devil, I guess,’ Ella quips when Lucifer enters the room… with an unprecedentedly cheerful look on his face. She waits for his reaction to her remark, a nod of approval for playing along with his whole ‘I’m the devil’-thing, but this co-worker doesn’t seem to listen either. His eyes are fixed on Chloe, an ear-to-ear grin on his face. She smiles right back at him, their bodies leaning towards each other, like two magnets. Two in looove magnets. Chloe takes a sip of her Starbucks order, her eyes lingering on Lucifer, who is staring hypnotised at her lips. Something definitely went down between them. But then why didn’t they get here together?

‘So… you two didn’t come together today?’ She asks, making it sound more like a question than a statement. Her lips curve slightly upwards against her will, and she fails to hide the excitement in her eyes.

Chloe almost chokes on her coffee. Meanwhile, a complacent smirk slowly spreads on Lucifer’s face. ‘Oh, we came together, Miss Lopez,’ he informs her, looking smugger and… happier than Ella’s ever seen him. ‘Quite a few times actually,’ he shamelessly adds under his breath as he directs his smirk at Chloe. She’s coughing, her hand clutched to her chest; with a ‘Dearie me’ Lucifer places his hand on her back and looks at her with genuine concern. ‘Are you okay, Detective? Do you need anything?’

‘She’ll be fine,’ Ella reassures him. She needs answers. ‘I just- Are you saying what I think you’re saying?!’ Her smile grows bigger with every word. ‘Did you two-’ She lets her eyes slide back and forth between her friends. Lucifer moves an inch closer to Chloe, his hand gliding down Chloe’s back, only to brush his fingers discretely, or so he thinks, against her butt as he lets out a deep, satisfied sigh. ‘Mm-hmm.’

Oh. Ehm. Gee. Her Deckerstar dreams are coming true. Ella needs more information.

‘Finally!’ She exclaims, earning a look of agreement from Lucifer. ‘I mean, that’s huge, you guys! So tell me…’ She says, pushing aside some evidence, carefully of course, as she places her arms on the table and leans forward. ‘How was it?’ She cocks her eye, focusing on Chloe. (Ella notices her friend’s make-up is a little smudged, but the ‘freshly boned’-glow really works for her). Chloe doesn’t answer her question. Instead, she looks up at Lucifer, who’s standing even closer to her now, and shakes her head, followed by a classic Chloe eye roll. Ella does notice just the hint of a smile, though.

‘Oh, spit it out, Decker!’ Ella demands, crossing her arms. Lucifer casts a glance at her before looking at Chloe again. ‘Yes, Detective. How was it?’

Chloe sighs and places her cup on the table. ‘Well, there’s nothing to tell. It was just sex,’ she tells them, now failing massively to hide her smile.

‘Just sex?’ Ella repeats sceptically, trying to give Chloe her best ‘I know you’re lying and that you’re the murderer’-face (it’s not as good as Chloe’s, though). Lucifer chuckles and scoffs. ‘“Just sex”. Preposterous. I believe the words “best I ever had” were used.’ He puffs out his chest and grins, proud.

‘Well, of course it was! You two are crazy about each other – and that makes it tha best kind of sex!’

Chloe opens her mouth only to close it again. She clears her throat. Then she opens her mouth again. ‘Well, no, I mean, yes, but-’ She’s interrupted by Ella’s squeal and a pleased ‘See?’ from Lucifer. Chloe closes her eyes for a second, sighing, before she continues. ‘But I believe Lucifer,’ she turns her head to face him as she enounces his name, “was the one to use the words “best I ever had”.’ He beams at her unapologetically and smoothly steps behind her, placing both hands on her hips as he leans down to whisper in her ear. ‘Well, you might not have used those exact words, Detective, but you did…’

Ella can’t hear the last bit, but whatever it is, it makes Chloe blush and mouth fall slightly open. They both chuckle quietly together, Lucifer nuzzling his nose against the side of Chloe’s face. When their eyes land on Ella, she sees a mixture of confusion and concern on their faces. Apparently, she was staring. She can’t help it; the OTP feels are hitting her, and they’re hitting her hard.

‘Miss Lopez, are you alright?’ Lucifer asks her, his hands still on Chloe’s hips. She notices how he’s snuck his fingers underneath Chloe’s – or his own, it seems – shirt and is lightly brushing her side with the tip of his fingers.

‘What? No, I’m totes okay, are you crazy? You guys are the cutest! I’m so happy for you,’ she tells them, propping her head on her now folded hands as she smiles at them.

‘Thanks, Ella.’ Chloe smiles back at her before turning her body just a tad so she can look up into Lucifer’s twinkling, brown eyes. Her hand slides up his forearm, slowly and lovingly. ‘I’m happy for us too,’ she admits quietly. Lucifer’s lips part and the softest smile forms on his face. He looks… emotional. Are his eyes a little damp? Adorbs.

‘Uhm,’ Chloe mutters, taking her eyes of Lucifer, who continues to look at her like she’s everything he never knew he wanted. Her hand slides back down his forearm and into his hand. Their fingers intertwine. Ella’s afraid her lips might be stuck in a stupid grin for the rest of the day. ‘Would you mind not telling anyone about this?’ Chloe asks, raising her and Lucifer’s hands a little between them. ‘Just for now?’

Ella nods, still entranced. She’ll gladly keep her mouth shut if it means the two lovebirds get a little more undisturbed time in their bubble. ‘Of course.’

‘Thanks,’ Chloe whispers, before letting her gaze glide back to her tall, dark and handsome boyfriend. They seriously can’t keep their eyes off each other. Nor their hands, it seems; Lucifer’s index finger is tracing patterns on Chloe’s thigh, their hands still locked. Meanwhile, Chloe’s free hand is on Lucifer’s lower back, clenching his suit jacket. Their eyes are sparkling with warmth and joy… and love? Suddenly Ella feels like she’s invading their privacy.

‘I’ll give you guys a minute.’

She starts walking towards the door, getting a double-shot of Lucifer’s signature scent as she passes her two friends. Neither of them seem to notice that she’s leaving. Just as she’s about to open the door and make her exit, she turns around towards them, clearing her throat. They stop whatever conversation they’re having with their eyes to look at her. ‘Just a tiny tip. If you don’t want people to know about you two, you know, shagging,’ Ella imitates Lucifer’s British accent, and the power couple share a glance and a chuckle, like there’s an inside joke. ‘Well, maybe think about, like, freshin’ up your make-up a little, Chloe. And you might also want to put on a shirt that doesn’t look like you picked it up from a certain Mr. Morningstar’s floor,’ Ella pauses to wink at Lucifer, who’s never looked more delighted. ‘Also, his cologne is aaaall over you. Oh, and,’ Ella begins to add as she notices something from this new angle. ‘That’s a really nice shade on you, Lucifer.’ She gestures to her own neck to show him what she means, but he doesn’t seem to listen to that bit.

‘She smells like me?’ Lucifer asks, clearly satisfied. As he breathes his partner in, she rolls her eyes and tries to cover up the dark lipstick marks visible above his collar. ‘Oh, buttoning up now, are we? Funny, ‘cause in the car you couldn’t rip it open fast enough.’ Lucifer chuckles. Chloe shakes her head and palms her face.

‘In the car?!’ Ella exclaims, maybe a little too loudly. ‘I get it, girlfriend. Once you get a piece of this,’ she gestures towards Lucifer and clicks her tongue, ‘how can you get enough?’

Lucifer grins at Ella. ‘I sure hope she can’t.’ Chloe tries feigning annoyance, but she can’t help but bite her lip and look at him hungrily. She’s totally already thinking about when she’ll be able to jump his bones again.

‘Anyway, just thought I’d remind you that pretty much everyone here are, like, literal pros at piecing two and two together, and you, my good friends, are screaming ‘guilty’ – guilty in having had mind-blowing sex all night.’ She watches their faces as Lucifer’s grin grows even wider with a delighted ‘Oh’ and Chloe’s cheeks turn slightly red. ‘I’m just gonna grab a hot chocolate. Please don’t have sex on the evidence while I’m gone. This case has enough butt prints already.’

Before the door closes shut behind her, Ella hears Chloe playfully scolding Lucifer. ‘What did I say about being smug?’

‘How could I not be?’ He defends himself, and there’s that soft lovey-dovey voice again. Ella has never heard Lucifer talk like that until today. Just before the door clicks, she hears the sound of a kiss.

Ship: Sailing.

Day: Made.

[jimimn]

HI ITS ME WHO'S NOT OVER JJK BLONDE SELFIE AND WILL NEVER BE -💫

HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO <33333333

HONESTLY ITS THE WAY YOH SAY SUCH NICE THINGS AND I DISAPPEAR FOR DAYS ON END BECAUSE INCONSISTENCY BLEEDS INTO EVERY CORNER OF MY LIFE FNEKALKD BUT I'M GETTING DONE WITH MY FIRST LEG OF EXAMS ON MONDAY SO YAY TO THAT!! OKAY I THINK WE'LL MOVE SLOWLY WITH BABY STEPS JUNGKOOK DROPPED SOME SELCAS JIMIN DROPPED SOME SELCAS IN THE WORDS OF THE LEGENDARY JEON JUNGKOOK ALL WE NEED NOW IS "together..BAM!" (THAT'S LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOMENTS EVER THE WAY HE SAYS IT 🤧)

YES IN THIS HOUSE WE SCREAM OVER JIMIN'S DISRESPECT HE IS THE PARAGON OF A MULTI-FACETED MAN THAT HAS US WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER. THE AUDACITY 😤

CHANEL X JIMIN LETS MAKE IT HAPPEN AND OMG THAT SELFIE THAT DROPPED?? SIR???? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?? I MEAN YES BH SAID LET'S DROP SELFIES IN BULK BUT THAT ONE PICTURE OF HIM IN BLACK(GREY? I DONT KNOW FHSKKAJF) WITH THE SHIRTS UNBUTTONED!!! THEM COLLARBONES ARE FREE AND THEY'RE THRIVING IN THE OPEN IN THAT ONE. ALSO HIS LIPS ARE SO PRETTY. OH GOD LITERALLY HE HAS THAT COCKY SMIRK ON HIS FACE WHEN HE KNOWS HE DOES HOT BOY SHIT LIKE SHUT UP OK YOU CANT DO THAT JAIL FOR U NDNSLSKAJJW

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE THATS RIGHT!! EVEN STRAIGHT MEN?? BRO LIKE HOW DO YOU HAVE ALL GENDERS JUST TRIPPING OVER THEMSELVES FOR YOU IT'S INSANE AND OMG MISS SHIVI HAVE YOU SEEN THAT ONE CLIP IN WHICH JIMIN HOLDS HIS GAZE WITH THESE MEN WHO LOOK AT HIM (i think it was bon voyage?) and when they cross each other he JUST SMIRKS AND RUNS HIS HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR LIKE YEAH OK ALEXA PLAY I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT. AND YES I'LL LISTEN TO EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY ANYTIME 💗💗

12PM KST IS THE HOLY HOUR I TELL YOU ALTHOUGH I REMEMBER WAITING THE NIGHT BEFORE BE CAME OUT WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO COME AND BH WAS JUST LIKE "yea...no" OMG THAT'S AWESOME YOUR COUSIN'S VISITING YOU

HHFJDOSO YEAH IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE THEY DID THE JUMP ALTHOUGHHHH I'M POSITIVE THEY'LL DO SMTH COOL LIKE THAT IN THEIR CONCERTS BECAUSE THEIR PERFORMANCE QUALITY IS JUST.. THROUGH THE ROOF IT'S CRAZY!! WHEN THE PERFORM WINGS?? LIKE HOLY SHIT NO CHOREO NO POSITIONS JUST BTS RUNNING AROUND THE STAGE MAKING THE CROWD GO FERAL I LOVE EVERY WINGS PERFORMANCE SO MUCH MY SEROTONIN LEVELS ARE ALWAYS AT A HIGH THEN. OOHH MY GODDD BS&T IS REALLY THAT BITCH!!!! WHO'S DOING IT LIKE HER TODAY NO ONE IS EXACTLY. AND NOOOO I TOTALLY GET IT WE THINK ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH THAT ACCIDENT HAS THE SAME EFFECT ON ME. IF ONLY YOU'D TOLD ME THEN IN 2016 THAT THAT ACCIDENT WAS THE START OF SO MANY I'D BE PREPARED FOR EVERYTHING THAT FOLLOWED (see: him basically stripping himself that one serendipity performance. holy shit.)

FOR REAL THO CHRISTMAS LOVE DROPPED OUT OF NOWHERE AND DO YOU REMEMBER JIMIN SAYINF uUH iM nOt wORkInG oN a SoLo SoNg aT ThE mOmEnT heHe LIKE ALL MEN DO IS LIE OK AT THIS POINT. BYE. YES TAEHYUNG DID WARN US BUT ARMYS (LIKE MYSELF) PUT THEIR CLOWN WIGS ON AND THOUGHT IT WAS KTH1 LMAO. OMG I HOPE YOU DON'T SLEEP THROUGH ANY OF THEIR UPCOMING SONG RELEASES BUT I'M SURE IT'S THE BEST FEELING TO WAKE UP TO CHECK YOUR NOTIFS AND SEE "Big Hit Labels" BECAUSE THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO BE FIREEE. DUDE SERIOUSLY I NEED JIMIN TO GO LIVE AGAIN (although we've been well fed by namjoon for now🤧😌💗) LIKE THAT ONE YT LIVE WHERE HE SAID "O...M...G" SHUT UP STOP BEING SO CUTE I'M DHJSWLIFJWKALS

LMAO OKAY YEAH THAT'S VALID YOUR BLOG THEME IS BASICALLY ✨jimin✨ AND I LOVE THAT IT REALLY GRAVITATED ME AND YOUR URL OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD YOUR BRAINNN 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

YES YES YES JIMIN IS SO PERFECT AND THE SOCK DOODLESSS 😭😭😭 oooo so when did you get into giffing? how did you start? BROOOOO YOUR URL'S ORIGIN STORY. I LOVE IT WOW YES IT'S DEFINITELY GOT THE REQUIRED ✨pazzaz✨

NOOO OMG THIS URL IS YOUR BRAND LIKE YOU'RE A LEGEND ON ARMYBLR I LOVE IT SO MUCH. BUT STILL!! IT'S YOUR CHOICE AT THE END 💖

OMG QUARANTINE DID IT'S ONE GOOD JOB AND GOT YOU INTO BANGTAN YAY. OMG YOU AND MISS LIFEGOESMON ARE FRIENDSS??? LEGENDS INTERACTING THIS IS SO COOL. LMAO THE PARADIGM SHIFT YOU MUST'VE FELT FROM LISTENING TO STAY GOLD (WHICH BTW THE MV...THE LITERAL CUTEST OH GOD THE LITTLE DOG AND JIMIN'S LITTLE SMILES DHSJAOWO) TO THEN GOING TO BST IN WHICH JIMIN IS BASICALLY STRIPPING AND JUNGKOOK IS UPSIDE DOWN LMAOOO. YES BS&T HAS EVERYONE HOOKED THE POWERRRR. YOU FALLING DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE WITH YOUR FRIEND'S ASSISTANCE OH GOD THIS IS SO CUTE 💓 EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM 🥺🥺🥺

AAAAH OKAY MY STORY ISN'T AS INTERESTING AS YOURS IS BUT IN 2016 BASICALLY ALL I KNEW OF KPOP WAS GANGNAM STYLE AND WASNT WILLING TO CUANGE THAT PERCEPTION (FOOL BEHAVIOUR I TELL YOU) AND WAS TOO BUSY OBSESSING OVER ONE DIRECTION'S REUNION AND SO ONE NIGHT (THE NIGHT BEFORE JIMIN'S BIRTHDAY 🤧🤧) I JUST STUMBLED UPON THEIR BS&T TEARS MV AND I HEARD IT AND I WAS LIKE OMG!! THIS IS THAT SUPER ADDICTIVE SONG THAT I'D HEARD SOMEWHERE AND IT JUST SPIRALLED FROM THERE I REMEMBER SEEING JIMIN AND BEING LIKE 👀👀👀👀 WHO IS HE I LIKE HIM AND JUST HIS AURA DREW ME IN SOOO MUCH AND WHEN I WAS GETTING INTO THEM I REMEMBER WRITING THEIR NAMES IN MY NOTES TO SEE IF I COULD REMEMBER 🤧 AND I STILL HAVE THAT NOTE FROM 4+ YEARS AGO 💓 AND YEAH BASICALLY SEEING THEM DO ALL THE MUSIC SHOWS AND STUFF AT THE TIME WAS SO COOOL AND MIND YOU BH DIDN'T HAVE SUBS FOR BANGTAN BOMBS THEN SO WENT ON THESE SKETCHY DAILYMOTION TYPE SITES LOOKING FOR ALL THE CONTENT I COULD CHURN OUT LMAO

AND YES!! COURTESY OF YOU I DID WATCH SOME RUN EPS!! I WATCHED THEIR CANADA ONES SPEAKING OF WHICH I LOOOVE THAT PART WHERE THEY'RE DOING THAT SONG GUESSING THING IN THE MORNING AND JIMIN SAYS "are you cold?" 🥺🥺 TO TAE AND HUGS HIM URRHRHEHSJSJSH AND I ALSO SAW THE ONES WITH THE PUPPIES GODDDDD I LOVE THE PUPPIES ONE SO MUCH LITERALLY JUNGKOOK AND HIS DOG (MIRI?) OH MY GOD THAT LIL FLUFFER AND ADAM IS MY ICON WITH HOW HE JUST DID HIS OWN THING LMAO.

BUT ANYWAY!! DO YOU HAVE A FAVE ERA?? LIKE DO YOU EVER LOOK AT THEM AND GO "Damn I wish I was a fan then" BECAUSE HONESTLY I WISH I HAD STANNED THEM IN THEIR DOPE ERA BUT I DON'T THINK I WOULD HAVE SURVIVED JIMIN THEN DHKSOWID-💫

FOR THE UMPTEENTH TIME!!!!!!! ITS OKAY!!!!!!!! I TOTALLY TOTALLY UNDERSTAND!!!!! AND YAYYYYY CONGRATS I HOPE THE FIRST LEG OF EXAMS WENT WELL <333333 AND OH MY GOD you’re gonna make me cry with the together baam goddddddd same one of my fave moments and jimin’s giggles after that 😭😭😭😭 my babies <3 :((((

that..... black suit selca....... that opened button...... like open one more dear sir who’s stopping you... just do it <33333 YEAH he totally needs to shut up with his i know im hot side it just kills me every single time 😭😭😭😭😭

LISTEN THAT BV3 MOMENT  S H O O K  ME OKAY????? THOSE GUYS LOOKED AT HIM AND HE WAS SO FUCKING SMUG ABOUT IT (AND HE SHOULD BE) AND THE WAY HE LICKED HIS LIPS AND RAN HIS HANDS THROUGH HIS HAIR????? LIKE HE KNOWS HE HAS EVERY SINGLE PERSON; NO MATTER WHAT GENDER; WRAPPED AROUND HIS LIL PINKY LIKE THAT???????

OH MY GOD ME TOO I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE THE WINGS STAGE AND WATCHING THEM HAVE SO MUCH FUN IS JUST SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOVVVEEE THEIR ENERGY DURING THE SY TOUR MEDLEY WITH IDOL AND BAEPSAE AND FIRE AND DOPE ZSXDFGFCHGVJBHJN THEY JUST LOSE THEMSELVES IN THE CROWD AND THE MUSIC AND ITS JUST SO FUCKING SURREAL TO WATCH HOW MUCH THEY ENJOY DOING WHAT THEY DO!!!!! kinda makes me want to find that happiness and passion in whatever i do in my professional life <3 and LISTEN jimin said the break the soul commentary THAT HE COULD DO SERENDIPITY SHIRTLESS TOO. THE AUDACITY. HE SAID THAT WITH HIS WHOLE CHEST. 

YOU KNWO WHAT I THINK JIMIN WON’T GIVE US A HINT BEFORE DROPPING PJM1. HE’LL JUST DROP IT ONE FINE DAY OUT OF NOWHERE LIKE HE DROPPED PROMISE AND CHRISTMAS LOVE (i wasn’t here when he dropped promise but i read that on twitter sdfghjkl) AND NO PLS NO I DO N O T WANT TO SLEEP THROUGH JJK1 OR KTH1 OR PJM1 OR KSJ1 OR NAMGI MIXTAPE 3 OR HOBI MIXTAPE 2 OR ANYTHING BASICALLY YOU GET IT i had slept through dynamite cb because i had NO CLUE that they were gonna drop it at 1pm kst rather than 12 am kst. i was under the impression that since they dropped all the teaser pictures and the teaser itself as 12 am kst, the mv will drop at 12 am kst too. and I woke up like two hours after the mv dropped (which was almost noon my time) and i felt like A FUCKING FOOL AND I JUST 😭😭😭😭 NEVER WANT TO FEEL LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN 😭😭😭 

AND YES BABIE NEEDS TO COME LIVE SOON PLS I MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH :((((( AND HIS O...M.....G HAD MADE ME FUCKING SOBBBBBBBBBBB his yt live god he looked sooooooo fluffy with his hair and his tiny hands and his puppy eyes and soft voice im just so 😭😭😭😭😭😭

NO NONNONONONO PLEASE IM NO LEGEND DON’T SAY THAT IM EMBARRASSED im just a normal fangirl who makes okayish gifs 😭😭 and ok yes so i started giffing LONNNGGGGGG time back on a different public fan forum from my country but i never knew the right process and stuff so obviously the gifs were shitty lmao BUT ANYWAY i got into gifmaking PROPERLY this in july last year and obviously struggled a lot in the beginning because i didn’t know shit about colouring and stuff lmao but i kept practicing and even though im not perfect rn i do think that i got better. i love giffing tho. its such a nice creative outlet and whenever i gif the boys it brings me so much happiness :( <33

AND YES ASDFGHJKL ME AND HER ARE FRIENDS SINCE A VERY LONG TIME SDFGHJK LIKE LONG BEFORE BOTH OF US GOT INTO BTS SDFGHJ and ah yes the whiplash lmaooooooo and you’re right god the stay gold mv is SO FUCKING PRETTY THE COLOURS IN THAT ENTIRE MV HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AND JIMIN AND TAE AND JOON WITH THE DOGGO JUST EVERYTHING SDFGHJK <3333333 AND BS&T DUDE I GIFFED THE MV YESTERDAY AND IM 💀💀💀💀💀 (like i just giffed jimin from the mv but i did watch the whole thing 5647589 times <333333) AND GUESS WHAT!!!!!! I WAS A LILLY SINGH FAN (IDK IF YOU KNOW HER SHE’S A YOUTUBER) BACK IN 2016 AND PEOPLE BACK THEN HAD REQUESTED HER TO REACT TO BS&T MV AND I HAD WATCHED HER REACTION VIDEO AND (although it didn’t stick with me back then because i was a fucking fool) I DID SOMEHOW REMEMBERED THE JIN AND STATUE KISSING MOMENT AND WHEN IN 2020 I SAW THE MV AND SAW THE KISSING MOMENT MY BRAIN JUST!!!!!!!!!!! I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT I HAVE SEEN THIS BEFORE SOMEWHERE AND THEN I REMEMBERED I HAD SEEN THIS IN THE REACTION VIDEO LMAOOOOO i wish i hadn’t been a fool and gotten into them back then :((((

AH NO OMG YOUR STORY IS SOOOOOOO CUTEEEEEEEEEE ATLEAST YOU WEREN’T A FOOL LIKE ME TO NOT GET ATTRACTED TO BS&T THE FIRST TIME OF SEEING IT!!!! I WANNA HIT MY 2016 SELF LIKE DAMN YOU YOU FOOLISH ASSHOLE AND yes omg how did y’all do the subs thing damnnnnn i can’t imagine

AND YES THE CANADA RUN EPIS ARE LOOOVVVEEEE and that vmin moment plsssssss i cry everytime 😭😭😭😭😭 it is just so soft and innocent and tae’s little smile after jimin just turns around and hugs him 😔😔😔😔 i love soulmates 😔😔😔😔 AND MIRI YES OMG EVERYONE WAS SO IMPRESSED BY THE LITTLE CUTIE AND THE WAY JUNGKOOK JUST KEPT ADORING HER THROUGHOUT MADE ME SO SO SOFTTTT and bro adam is me. i am like that. lazy and un-motivated AF. although if i were a dog and jin were to be my owner i would listen to him so well and jump on him every chance i’d get 😌😌😌

GOD YES RED HAIR DOPE ERA JIMIN 💀 BABIE BUT MAKE IT SEXY 🥵🥵 AND OMG YESDGFHG MY FAVE ERA IS HYYH. ORANGE HAIRED JIMIN. PLS. HE’S EVERYTHING. I WISH I HAD GOTTEN INTO THEM DURING THAT. LIKE THAT ERA IS ..... SOMEHOW SO FUCKING WILD AND STILL SO ASSURING AND CALMING ????? KEEPS ME ROOTED LIKE IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN DFGHJKL AND WINGS TOO DAMN I WISH I WAS HERE TO LIVE ALL THOSE AMAZING ERAS. but even though i wish i had gotten into them earlier... i think i found them when i needed them the most. I was going through a very difficult time last year and they somehow they made me feel so fucking safe and at home that the connection was instant. honestly i’ve never stanned or felt a connection with any celebrity as strong as the one i feel with bangtan. its like... they don’t know i exist but they still know EXACTLY what im feeling and what to say or do at that time to make me feel comforted. Its weird god but its true :((( SORRY I GOT EMO I JUST LOVE THEM A LOT SDFGHJKL

[lostinthewiind]

First of all, THAT BULL SMUT STORY? DAAAAMN, THIS IS SOME HOT SHIT HONEY! I looove it! So, may it possible if I request another one with our friendly giant? Just if you have time and some ideas! Have a good das!🤗💕

So glad you liked that Bull SeXy TiMe :) (even tho it was ages ago hahaha I’m so backed up with requests)

I’ve been having some Bull feels lately so here is another cute little fic with our friendly giant (I didn’t do sexy time tho so I hope that’s okay - I do have a smutty Bull fic in mind that I will hopefully write soon tho, so stay tuned for that)

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Lost Without You

Pulling at your fingers, you hoped beyond hope that the meaningless task would distract your mind. It didn’t. It did no such thing. If anything, it made you worry even more. “You’re pulling at your fingers again” Bull would have told you if he were there, but he wasn’t, and that was the problem.

The other guys had had to forcefully remove you from Nuenen when the word that Bull was missing had spread. You wanted to stay and look for him, refusing to leave in case he was bleeding out somewhere, in need of help, but the angry wall of Nazi’s rushing toward you and Bill Guarnere physically throwing you into the back of the truck was enough to keep you from continuing your search.

So now you stood in the middle of a field, pacing back and forth, pulling at your fingers, hoping that Bull’s large frame would walk over the crest of the hill at any moment.

From the minute you met Denver “Bull” Randleman, he was one of your best friends. He never, not even once, participated in teasing you like the others guys did and ever since the first drop into Normandy after D-day he would always check on you after every mission. 

He was your rock and now he was missing, possibly even dead, and all you could do was pace. You felt beyond useless. 

“Come on, guys!” Hoobler waved for a few of the guys to follow him. Soon, a small group of about five men walked past, rifles in hand and determination on their faces.

“Where are you going?” you approached them, curious. 

“We’re going after Bull,” Garcia, one of Bull’s replacements said. “Wanna come?”

You did, you really did, but you knew as one of the company medics that it would be reckless of you to go off on an unauthorized rescue mission. What if something happened while you were away? What if someone died?

Then you remembered that Bull could be dying, and technically speaking, as a medic, it was your job to keep as many men alive as possible. You knew Bull would break the rules for you if the roles were reversed, so in a split second, you made your decision.

“Yes.” you nodded. “Just give me a minute to grab my gear. If he’s hurt I want to be able to help him as soon as we find him.”

After retrieving your medic bag, you joined back up with the small search party and along with Hoobler, Garcia, Webster, Hashey, and Cobb, you ventured off into the night in the direction of Nuenen. 

The six of you travelled in the ditches along the side of the road, moving slowly and stopping occasionally as a German patrol or vehicle passed by on the road above. 

Every step you took made you even more painfully aware that you were one step closer to possibly finding Bull’s dead body somewhere. As much as you tried to push that thought out of your head, it kept coming back. You didn’t want to think about it, but it was a possibility, and you had to be prepared for that. 

By the time the morning sun had begun to rise the search party still hadn’t made it to Nuenen. With all of the delays and direction changes to avoid being spotted, the trip ended up taking far longer than it was supposed to, even on foot.

“I think we’re almost there.” Webster breathed, taking the lead. “But we’ve lost the cover of night so this rescue mission might have just turned into a suicide mission.”

“We still have to try.” you huffed. “We’ve come this far. We have to at least try.”

Before anyone had the chance to say anything else, the familiar sound of an engine rattled in the distance and everyone dropped to their stomachs, hoping the people in the vehicle coming around the bend in the road wouldn’t notice them in the ditch.

As the jeep got closer, however, you realized that it wasn’t a German vehicle. It was American.

Standing up tall, Hoobler held his gun above his head to signal he was friendly and not an enemy. Spotting the group of Paratroopers, the jeep driver pulled over to the side of the road. That was when it became clear that the driver wasn’t alone. There was someone sitting in the passenger’s seat, and that someone was Bull Randleman.

A wide smile spread across your face and you rushed over to the vehicle. You were about to throw your arms around Bull’s neck and hug him tight, but at the last second, you decided against it; not with all the other guys around. 

“We were just coming to find you.” you panted, exhausted from your long night. “But looks like you didn’t need us at all.”

“I got bored and decided to rescue myself.” Bull chuckled before scooting over and patting the spot beside him. “Come on. All of you, hop on.”

After you slid in next to Bull and the rest of the men had piled into the small vehicle, the driver took off down the road again. Throwing an arm around your shoulders, Bull smiled down at you. 

After returning to camp and allowing Bull to have his heartfelt reunion with the men, you took him aside to inspect his wound. You were ecstatic that he didn’t seem to have suffered any other injuries besides the piece of tank shrapnel in his shoulder, and the wound even looked like it had been treated already.

“My techniques are rubbing off on you.” you chuckled as you cleaned out the wound. “This looks pretty good already.”

Bull only smiled. He wasn’t too keen on sharing what had happened during his night in Nuenen. He was just happy to be back with you and the company again. “So you really came lookin’ for me, huh?” he changed the topic.

“We did.” you lowered your voice to a whisper. “I broke the rules for you.”

Bull chuckled. “Well, I appreciate it, Darlin’.”

“You would have done the same thing for me,” you told him. “I just wish I could have gotten to you sooner. I shouldn’t have left without you in the first place.”

“Hey, I’m glad you did.” Bull wrapped his large hand around your wrist to get you to look at him. “What kept me going was the knowledge that you were back here with everyone else, safe. Well, you weren’t, you were out lookin’ for my dumb ass, but you were alive at least.” 

You sighed. “I just couldn’t sit around here doing nothing while you were out there. I had to at least try. I can’t do this without you. I’d be lost without you.”

An emotion you had never seen before flashed through Bull’s eyes for a split second. For a moment, his face softened and his intimidating demeanour cracked away. 

“Oh, Darlin’.” his hand moved from your wrist to your cheek. “You are too good for this world.”

You felt tears begin to well your eyes but blinked them away before they could fall. “Just promise me you won’t ever scare me again like that.”

Bull usually didn’t like making promises he wasn’t absolutely positive that he could keep, but for you, he would do anything. If you asked for the moon, he would find a way to get it for you. “I promise,” he said.

“Good.” you nodded. “Now let me finish bandaging up this wound.”

[yoificfinder]

Hey!!! So I was wondering if you could please rec some fics where they both get into an argument? Most fics I read only deal with the angst leading upto the relationship, and not so much the struggles after that so I was wondering if you knew any good ones :) thank you! Also - I've been using your fic recs for a while especially during quarantine and they are all 10/10 I've found sooo many new favourites!!!

Hey nonnie, I'm glad this blog is helpful to you especially in these times. And yay for my taste in fics suiting yours as well! I looove the fics I rec and I'd love for other people to read these amazing stories too (esp the not so famous ones)!

As for your request, here are some Victuuri fics, both in canon and AU settings, that have that conflicts-in-an-established-relationship theme (though some also have that pre-relationship angst):

A Silhouette of Three by Anna (arctic_grey @finleighsaid [E, 21K]

Yuuri and Viktor are aiming for a third consecutive Grand Prix gold as the new skating season rolls around. Halfway through the qualifiers, however, Yuuri realises that he's pregnant. He can either tell Viktor, who he knows would freak out and demand that he withdraw from the Grand Prix, or he can keep his mouth shut, keep his mate at bay, and win the gold that he's worked so hard for.

Easier said than done.

Beside the Dancing Sea by lily_winterwood / @omgkatsudonplease [E, 186K]

He’s finally here in this lovely and quiet little beach cottage, and the rest of the year seems to stretch out infinitely before him. Time will pass, though, and it will pass faster than he realises, but in the meantime he will stop worrying about writer’s block and deadlines and not even having the foggiest clue what his next novel’s going to be about, and live.

New York Times-bestselling author Viktor Nikiforov arrives in the sleepy seaside town of Torvill Cove to cure his writer's block. After encountering local wallflower Yuuri Katsuki at a party, he discovers that this mysterious dark-haired man has a couple secrets up his sleeve.

And Viktor will be damned if he doesn't find out just what those secrets are.

Four Weddings & A Divorce Lawyer by @lucycamui [E, 107K]

Living in the big city, Victor is a successful divorce lawyer and Yuuri runs a custom wedding cake shop. Their worlds and world views collide when they meet at an engagement party, but any time a cynic and a dreamer fall in love a few cakes are bound to get smashed along the way.

from both sides by @sophia-helix [G, 608 words]

But it's quiet when he comes to their door, resting slightly ajar. Yuri doesn't knock, because no one ever does, but he finds himself pushing it open slowly, hesitant as he pokes his head inside.

Hold Me Tight by @smudgesofink [T, 11K]

Katsuki Yuuri is not a tactile man. Anyone who’s spent a minute with him can tell you that much.

Victor, however—

To say that Victor is touchy-feely is the understatement of the century.

So when Victor just stops touching Yuuri, without explanation, without reason, it makes for a painfully jarring experience.

(Alternatively titled: Five Times Victor Hugs Yuuri, and the One Time He Doesn't)

i have my body (and you have yours) by @astoryaboutwar [M, 8K]

Yuuri overflows with the weight of things that have been said, trembles with what remains.

Their shared zeroes flicker in time, the early morning light muting the red glow to faint numbers. In the amber dawn, an idol is only just a man.

(Or: the Soulmate Timers AU where things happen out of order, secrets are kept, revelations are had, and they arrive where they need to be in the end.)

long distance series by @thewalrus-said [G and E, 18K]

Summary of first fic:

Viktor,

I dithered so long on just the opening to this letter, did you know that? Specifically, whether I should open with ‘Dear.’ Are you my dear? Have we shared enough to be dear to each other? You were my dear that night, of that I am sure. I believe I even said it. “My dear,” I called you, and you smiled like the sun in response.

my love is yours to hold (through every high and every low) by colorfullysarah / @ofviktor [M, 24K] *WIP

Memories are fickle things, Viktor and Yuuri knew this long before one night changed everything two months before their wedding. It’s easy to forget to grab the milk while out grocery shopping or which street that new restaurant they wanted to try was on. And it’s even easier to forget the world can be unkind when their hearts flutter with happiness.

What they never imagined was love could be forgotten in a single heartbeat.

…

Or, there’s an accident. Memories are lost and years pass before they’re found again.

This is what happens after.

The Next Level by @azriona [E, 369K]

The skating season continues (as skating seasons are wont to do), while Victor and Yuuri negotiate the shifts in their relationship, their careers, and their home rink.

Sometimes, things even go as planned.

Undiscovered Country by @shysweetthing [E, 114K]

Yuuri wakes up in Victor’s room the night after the Sochi Grand Prix Final banquet. Did they sleep together? No. Instead, last night, Drunk Yuuri taunted Victor that he hadn’t earned the right to get in his pants…and spelled out exactly what Victor would have to do to get there.

Now, Victor intends to do everything on that list…

~

“The conversation,” Victor says, “went something like this. You said I wasn’t getting in your pants that easily.”

Victor says this in a normal tone of voice. Anyone could hear him. Yuuri looks around, but if anyone is paying attention, they’re pretending not to.

“Naturally, I asked what I would have to do to get in your pants.”

“Ah.” Yuuri blushes. “How embarrassing. What do you mean, naturally? Why would you ask that?”

Victor tilts his head. “Because I want to get in your pants. I thought that much was obvious by now.”

Zanka by rinsled05 / @dreaming-fireflies [E, 100K]

Aoyagi's lips parted in a sigh, and for a brief second, Viktor saw a wistful expression beneath the fine-edged veneer – fleeting and transient as a cherry blossom in bloom. There was so much unspoken that Viktor wanted, now more than ever, to take the man with him. Bring him home and far away from this glittering world of luxury and waste.

Victuuri historical AU in 1800s, Edo, Japan. Yuuri is Aoyagi, a high-ranking male courtesan, and Viktor falls hopelessly in love.

And you might have already checked them out but I'd like to remind that the post-canon fics in the thematic masterlist are also relevant.

As always, other recs are welcome! :)

[quickspinner]

April Kisses - Day 20

More April Kisses

29. Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

It was strange, patrolling with someone other than Chat, but Chat was out of town and Luka had the most freedom in his schedule, so tonight Viperion ran beside Ladybug. He kept up surprisingly well, all things considered, and they ended up at the Eiffel Tower, looking out at the lights of the city from the shadows between the girders. 

It felt quiet, without Chat’s usual teasing. He’d mellowed some over the years but he still had a tendency to chatter. Viperion was humming very quietly, but that was it. Ladybug leaned forward a little to look at him. 

“What are you thinking about so hard?” she asked him teasingly. 

“Nothing,” Viperion smiled, turning his head to look at her, the distant expression melting away as he focused on her. “Just thinking about a girl. Lame, right?” 

“Not lame,” Ladybug said, smiling at him. She came up beside him and leaned on his shoulder. “Is this a friend girl, or a more than friends girl?” 

“Mm, an out of my league kinda girl,” he replied, still smiling.

“That can’t be true,” Ladybug protested. “Viperion, you’re a great guy! It’s part of why I chose you.”

Viperion didn’t bother to argue. “She’s not the type of girl who’s swayed by greatness. Not this kind, anyway,” he gestured to himself. “The famous kind, I mean. Can’t exactly ask her what she thinks about the whole superhero thing.” He winked at her, and Ladybug giggled. “But, ah, she’s so sweet and so kind. She’s always going out of her way to help others even though she’s incredibly busy.” He sighed, staring dreamily at the lights once more. Viperion slipped his lyre from his back, drawing his fingers idly across the strings. “She’s so smart,” he said, his fingers moved automatically to a melody that sounded vaguely familiar, though the sound of the lyre was still foreign to her compared to Luka’s familiar guitar. “She doesn’t always have a lot of confidence but there’s no one I’d rather have in charge in a crisis. She thinks on her feet. She’s resourceful.” Viperion’s song grew a little more aggressive as he remembered that day at the studio. 

“Is she pretty?” Ladybug asked, folding her arms and shifting her weight to the pillar he was leaning on so that he could move his arm freely. 

“She’s so much more than pretty,” Viperion chuckled. “I mean, yes, I think she’s pretty. She’s got the sweetest smile and her eyes…but she’s also vibrant and alive and...there’s just something in her that—” He paused playing and put his hand over his heart. “I don’t know, it just speaks to me.”

“It sounds like you’re in looove,” Ladybug sing-songed, nudging him. “You should tell her.”

“I...tried, once,” he said, shrugging one shoulder. “Years ago, actually, in my usual, complicated way. But,” Viperion sighed, “I mostly did it because I wanted her to know how special she was. She was in love with somebody else, so I had to accept that and we stayed friends.” 

“Oh, Viperion,” Ladybug said sadly, straightening up so she could face him. 

He stowed the lyre and took his weight off the wall, folding his arms. “Yeah. It’s all right. I wanted her to be happy. I couldn’t even hate the guy, he was nice. Maybe not ready to be in a relationship, though. They got together for a while, but it didn’t last, and now...” He shook his head slightly. “Now I don’t know what to think. I’m still as in love with her as I ever was, but…you’d think, if she wanted me, she would have said something by now. She has to know how I feel, so…” 

Ladybug looked away, something sad and regretful in her gaze. “Maybe she thinks it’s too late. I mean, how many guys would wait around that long for a girl? Especially someone like—” she darted a guilty look at him, and he smiled to himself. “S-someone who probably has lots of other options.”  

“Mm, that’s true,” Viperion chuckled, unfolding his arms and leaning back again. “She doesn’t think very highly of herself, I’m afraid. I could be saying all this to her face and she’d still think I meant someone else.” 

Ladybug giggled. “Are you sure that’s a girl you want to be chasing?” 

“Definitely,” he replied without hesitation, his eyes taking on that faraway look again. “She’s brave and selfless and caring, and there’s not a single person like her anywhere in the world.” He smiled at his feet. “Believe me, I looked.”  

Ladybug smiled, caught in the dreamy way he stared at the metal in front of his feet. “I think I like it when you talk about her. You look like she makes you happy and that’s nice to see. What else?”

Viperion tilted his head to look up at her in a way that was very familiar and very Luka. The last time she’d seen that look they’d been barely more than kids, as he sat astride his bike in front of her parents’ bakery with his guitar across his thighs, the strings still vibrating as the last of his song for her faded away. Her heart began to pound. 

“She looks good in red,” he said softly. “Although honestly, I prefer the pink.” 

“Still?” she whispered, more shocked by that than the revelation that he knew who she was. His eyes went to her lips, which were suddenly trembling. “Even after she was so stupid for so long?” 

“She followed her heart,” he shrugged, a small smile tugging at his mouth as he turned towards her, shoulder still leaning on the pillar. “That’s not stupid, it’s admirable. Just because it didn’t turn out doesn’t mean it was foolish. If things not working out with your first love makes someone stupid, then there’s a lot, and I mean a lot, of really dumb people walking around Paris. That’s what second chances are for, isn’t it?” 

“Well I guess...you would know, huh?” she tried to joke, weakly, because he was still staring at her lips and she was suddenly having a very hard time looking away from his. She was startled at how close they were—she wasn’t sure whether she had moved toward him or he had shifted towards her. Maybe both. 

“I’ve had some experience, yeah,” he replied, that smile quirking his mouth a little more. 

“So...you could teach me?” she breathed, inching closer. 

“I think you’ve already learned the important things.” His head dipped towards her and his bangs brushed her forehead. 

“Maybe,” she agreed. “Like, not being afraid to take that second chance?” 

“Are you?” Viperion asked, gaze flickering between her lips and her eyes.

 “Not with you,” she whispered, still focused on his mouth. 

Neither of them could have said who moved first, but it hardly mattered. Once their lips met they melted together it didn’t matter at all who had started it, who had been waiting and who had been unsure, who had traveled the world trying to move on and who had been stuck in Paris wishing he hadn’t. It only mattered that they were in the same place at last, holding the same feelings. All that mattered was their lips moving together, their arms wound around each other, the tiny gasps for air they made as they tried to keep it from ending. When they had to break at last they stayed close, foreheads pressed together, his hands on the small of her back and hers against his chest. 

“You know when I imagined doing that it was always without the mask,” Viperion said, running his thumb along the bottom of Ladybug’s mask. 

“Really?” Ladybug giggled. “When I imagined it there was sometimes the mask.”

“It’s the fangs, isn’t it,” he grinned, winking. “The ladies love the fangs.” 

They both laughed quietly together. Ladybug laid her head against his shoulder as she giggled and Viperion wrapped his arms tighter around her. “Are we done with patrol?” he asked softly. “Because as much as I enjoy seeing the city with you...there’s someone I’d really like to take out tonight.��

“What if she wants to stay in?” Ladybug asked, reaching up to play with a lock of hair at his temple. 

“I’m sure I could be persuaded,” Viperion chuckled. “I was never very good at saying no to her anyway. I was hoping to meet up with her in, say, half an hour?” 

“You’d better get going then,” Ladybug chided him. 

“Right.” He cupped her face in one gloved hand, rubbing his thumb over her cheek. “Good night, Ladybug. I’ll see you soon.” 

She smiled, and he let his hand fall and began to turn away. Then he hesitated, pivoted back, and caught her around the waist, leaning in to kiss her one more time. Ladybug rose up on her toes gladly to meet him. 

“Okay,” he breathed as they separated. “Maybe I thought about it once or twice in the mask.”

[nad-zeta]

Match up! (ᵔᴥᵔ)

Hi hi! May I please have a matchup for IkeSen? I’ve been reading through all the ones you’ve posted and I love how much thought and consideration you put into them! ☺️

A little about me; I’m just about to turn 23, 5’4”, a Leo, and my MBTI is ENFJ. Blue eyes, blonde hair, but ya girl is about to become a redhead and I can’t remember the last time I was so excited for a change like that lol 🤩 I’m pretty confident in myself, and sometimes that pride gets in the way of asking for help, but I can understand when it’s needed and put it to the side (temporarily).

I love love looove to read 😍 Lately I’ve been really into contemporary romance but I’m also a big fan of YA and adult fantasy! Oh, and academic texts, the reasoning for which I touch on below.

Learning is honestly one of passions, but it has to be on my schedule and the subjects I’m actually interested in. I just finished my BaH in History, and it’s cool because I can go off about fertility treatments in 17th century England or notable female figures in the Philippine Revolution of 1896, but I don’t know shit about much of WW1 🤷🏼‍♀️

I’m also super social, so I love going to parties and events (or better yet hosting parties and events). Social interaction is what keeps me going, and the side of me that loves quiet reading time comes out when i need to recharge. I also need something to do to keep busy, so I tend to alternative creative hobbies pretty frequently. And I’m always trying new recipes! Mainly baking different things, but really I’m willing to try cooking anything that piques my interest at least once.

I love to travel too! I’m a broke uni graduate so I can’t exactly afford to go anywhere rn, but I’d love to be able to travel the world and visit historical sites. They would have to be long trips though, because I have a habit of sleeping in and staying up late into the night, so I end up limiting how many daylight hours I have to get things done 😅

I think that’s about it? Me in a bubble lol. I’m so looking forward to seeing who you’d think I’d mesh with, thank you so much! 🥰

Hi hi, love! 🔥Thank you so much for the request! Awww I’m so happy you have been enjoying my matchups! ❤😆Sorry for taking sooo long!  I hope you enjoy and I hope you have the best day!❤🌻 @ohno-0tome​

So I match you with……….Shingen 

It had been a few weeks since you arrived in Azuchi and you were starting to fit in pretty nicely. I’ll admit when you first arrived the warlords were extremely cold and suspicious towards you, but soon they got to know you and had adopted you as their dearest little sister. 

You work incredibly hard for the castle and its people and all the warlords absolutely adored your bubbly personality. One of your closest friends was Mitsunari, as he like you was a fellow bookworm and scholar. You had also come to become quick friends with Masamune as the two of you would often swap out recipes and spend the day cooking delicious food for the Mitsus

Mitisunari had introduced you to the town library, where he too spent most of his time absorbing the knowledge from any and every book he could get his hands on. In just 2 weeks of being in Azuchi you had managed to read almost every book in the castle archives. So you would often accompany Mitsunari on his trips to the library to quench your own thirst for knowledge.

You loved going into town and just spending the day in the library, it was every book lovers ideal setting. Quiet, comfy chairs and a small teahouse in the furthest corner of the library, that sold the most amazing pastries and tea you have ever tasted. It had become somewhat a tradition for you to quickly finish all your chores and then make your way to the library, to sit in your usual sunny spot by the window. You had gone to the place so often that everyone knew you there, even the teahouse owner would keep your teacup full as you spent the day reading in the sun.

One day as you sat in your usual spot, a man walked past the library window and saw the most enchanting person he had ever seen. The way you red hair shimmered in the sunlight absolutely enchanted Shingen. Boy oh, boy did Shingen lose his heart to you the second your beautiful blue eyes met his. You gave him a small smile and went back to the young adult romance book you were reading. As you carried on reading your mind couldn’t help but drift to the mysterious man that you had seen through the window. You wondered if you would ever get a chance to see him again, and if hearing your thoughts, fate intervened

The next day you went to the library after work as per usual, the owner had told you that they had just gotten in a new shipment of YA books, and gestured to the top shelf. Honestly, you weren’t the tallest of people so you opted to climb a few of the shelves, so you could reach the books. You had no intention of asking anyone for help, as you were a strong independent woman. You carefully made your way to the top, gripping the small groves between the shelves for support. Just as you reached out to grab a book, your footing slipped, and you went tumbling down. You braced yourself for impact, yet it never came. When you cracked open your eyes, you saw two deep brown eyes and a gorgeous smile staring back at you, “Careful my angel, can’t have you falling down and injuring yourself, now can we.” 

He gently set you down on the ground, and the two of you got to chatting. You were incredibly social, and you loved meeting and chatting to new people. You couldn’t help but laugh and Shingen’s cheesy pick-up lines and his flirtatious way of talking. He definitely caught your interest, especially when you spotted him holding a book about history, and not just any history, English history. That afternoon was spent with the two of you excitingly talking about the historical events and figure of all the different places the two of you had read about. 

The next day you took up residence in your usual spot, when Shinegn walked into the library and took a seat next to you, to read a book of his own. This had become somewhat of a daily occurrence. You and Shingen would sit in your usual spot in the library near each other and just read. 

Some days the two of you would just sit and read without saying a single word, yet other days the two of you would sit for hours and hours in the tea-house discussing everything and anything, from new books read, to the most random of topics.

Shingen wasn't the only friend you had managed to make when leaving the castle to spend the day in the markets. You had soon after your arrival also met Yukimura and Sasuke, and the three of you became quick friends. You absolutely loved to banter and bicker with Yuki and completely geek out with Sasuke over history. Honestly, the three of you acted like a siblings. 

One day while you stopped by at Yuki’s stall for your daily bickering match, he let it slip that Sasuke’s birthday was coming up. Your eyes gleamed in delight at the mention of your friend’s birthday, “Yuki, I know just how we can celebrate his birthday!” You and Yuki spent many afternoons together planning a birthday surprise for Sasuke. You absolutely loved parties and hosting events, so you were absolutely in your element, planning out every detail. You, of course, left the guest list up to Yukimura cause he had told you that Sasuke had many friends that didn’t exactly live in Azuchi.

The night of the party, you were having the best time, Sasuke was so surprised that you and Yuki had managed to pull off such a big bash right under his nose. You were walking around mingling with all his friends when a familiar man caught your attention, was that…. Shingen? You walked up to the gorgeous man, “well well well fancy meeting you here.” You smiled at the sight of Shingen being caught off guard, “I was wondering what kind of celestial being would be able to pull off such a big bash right under our enemies noses, and I must say to find out that it was all your doing doesn’t surprise me.” Before you could answer Yuki and Sasuke came up to the two of you. Sasuke and Yuki were busy introducing Shingen to you when you, shocked them both with the revelation that the two of you had actually been spending the past few months together, reading and chatting in the library. You and Shingen spent the whole party together just chatting and joking away

Shingen realized that night that he had long ago fallen in love with you. He loved your bubbly social personality, he loved the way the two of you could just sit in comfortable silence for hours and hours not talking but just simply enjoying the presence of each other. He loved how confident and intelligent you were and how you hated asking for assistance/help of any kind. He just simply loved you. He was determined after that night to tell you exactly how he felt.

He knew from the many conversations the two of you had shared that you loved to travel and explore historical sites. So a few weeks after Sasuke’s party, he met you at your usual spot in the book shop. He gently took your hand in his, and lead you outside to a waiting horse. The two of you rode for what felt like hours, when you finally arrived at Kasugayama Castle. Sasuke had suggested to Shingen that he show you his home, as Sasuke knew you would absolutely love to see the home of another warlord, as it is low key considered a historical site in the future. The last stop of your sightseeing visit was Shingen’s room, which was full of the coolest historical artefacts. 

He made the two of you some tea, and you sat down across from him slightly exhausted from a full day of fun adventures. After tea, Shingen walked you to your room, as it was already too late to take you back home. The two of you stopped in front of the door, neither one wanting to part from the other just yet. That’s when Shingen took your hands in his and leaned in close and confessed his feeling for you. He couldn’t even finish his cheesy flirty confession, as before he knew it your arms were wrapped around his neck and you had captured his lips in a sweet kiss.

You decided to stay in Kasugayama Castle for a little while longer, sending word to Nobunaga and the other to let them know you were safe. Shingen loved finding our new thing about you every day. Like your love for baking, he had quite the sweet tooth and to find out that his goddess could satisfy that sweet tooth with delicious pastries, made his heart soar. He loved it when you would surprise him with your latest creation, after being inspired to try out a cool new recipe that piqued your interest. He loved how you could never sit still and always had something to keep you busy.

The two of you continued your tradition of reading together, expect the only difference was, now that you were together Shingen would insist you sit in his lap and read so that he could hold his goddess in his arms. 

This man will shower you in endless amounts of affection and attention. THB you loved it at Kasugayama Castle, as there was a social gathering almost every night. Whenever you would need to recharge your social battery, Shingen would be by your side in an instant, silently leading you away from the banquet so that the two of you could spent the rest of the evening in peace.

What did Shingen love the most about you? Well that easy, he loved that you would sleep in late into the mornings, especially if the two of you had had a late night staying up together. He loved to just lay there and watch that beautiful sleeping face of yours, while he gently rubs small circles on your back. 

He loved how you would wake up slowly and turn around in his arms while nuzzling into his chest to shield your eyes from the sun streaming into the room, to give your self 5 more minutes of sleep. He would tighten his embrace and trail small kisses from the top of your head, making his way down to your forehead, each of your eyelids, nose and finally lips, while whispering a sweet good morning. These quiet, warm moments with you every morning were beyond compare his favourite.

Other potential matches……………. Nobunaga 

I hope you enjoyed this dear❤🌻!

[afoolforatook]

Day 2 - Domestic

Read on Ao3 - To Grow Old Alongside You

And check the notes on Ao3 for an added bonus.

Kudos are always appreciated and every single comment gets saved to my ‘Lovely people I owe my soul to’ Album

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One thing you can be absolutely sure of, is that Qrow Branwen will never take the simple act of watching the man he loves grow old for granted.

Or, Qrow loves Grey-haired!Clover just as much as we do.

To Grow Old Alongside You

Clover was pulled awake by the sensation of calloused fingers brushing along his cheekbone. He hummed contentedly as he pushed up into Qrow’s hand, which was now trailing gently over the short hair at his temple. 

“ ‘morning.” He said, his voice still scratchy and heavy with sleep. He didn’t open his eyes yet, just feeling the soft, comforting, pressure of Qrow’s fingers in his hair. 

“Morning. Go back to sleep, I didn’t mean to wake you up, sorry.” And then the gentle warmth had left his face. 

Clover whined in playful, but still true, disapproval, finally opening his eyes and reaching out for Qrow’s hand, placing it back against the side of his face. 

“ Don’t mind. I’d be a fool to complain about this kind of wake up call. Besides, if anything can get me back to sleep now, it’s you playing with my hair.” 

Qrow chuckled and Clover just stared at him, his chest filling with the warmth that Qrow’s laugh always managed to run through him. 

“What’re you doing up so early, anyway? Thought you’d sleep in a bit after getting in so late last night.” He asked, moving his arm to wrap around Qrow’s waist and pull him closer, so that his head rested on Clover’s shoulder. 

“I.... couldn’t sleep.”

Clover looked down at him slightly worried. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” 

Qrow just shook his head, threading his fingers through the hair at the nape of Clover’s neck. 

“It wasn’t that bad. Nothing you could’ve done anyway… Just… I don’t know.” He sighed and smiled into Clover’s collarbone.  

“Just watching you for a little while was enough.”

Clover grinned and pressed his cheek to the top of Qrow’s head. 

“You looove me.” He said teasingly, giving Qrow a gentle squeeze, his eyes closing again. He really would fall asleep again fairly quickly, with Qrow running his fingers through his hair like that. 

He’d expected Qrow to return with some playful snarky remark or gentle push. He hadn’t expected the soft, sincere sound in Qrow’s voice as he spoke. 

“Yes... I-I really do.” There was something in Qrow’s voice Clover couldn’t place. It wasn’t sadness, not exactly. It was… reverence? Cautious acceptance? 

He moved to place a palm over Qrow’s free hand, pulling it up to rest against his chest, and adjusting them so he could look his husband in the eye. 

“What’s up, Qrow?” He said it softly, but matter-of-factly, not letting the older man look away from him. 

Qrow’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Sometimes it was frustrating how well Clover knew him. How easily he could read him. He still didn’t always like to admit it though. Qrow tried to roll his eyes affectionately and throw him off, but Clover could see the tension in his jaw. 

“Nothing! Can’t I say that I love my husband without there being something wrong?” It wasn’t a lie, exactly. He was still trying to convince himself that the knot in his throat would just disappear if he watched Clover long enough. 

“I didn’t say what’s wrong. I said what’s up.” 

“I…. brothers! I mean really, Clover, that’s not fair, ya’know?” He knew him so damn well. Qrow went to pull away in mostly mock annoyance, but Clover held tight. 

“Qrow.” 

“I….” Qrow sighed, his hand going back to trace over Clover’s temple. And Clover could see it in his eyes now. That... not quite sadness. A heaviness - a surrender and a comfort all at once. It was a look of complete adoration. And it utterly melted Clover. But there was something pained behind it. 

“I hadn’t really noticed before.” Qrow whispered, his head angled so that he could look at Clover without lifting his head from his shoulder. His breath ghosted along Clover’s chin, as his fingers brushed along the cup of Clover’s ear, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. 

“Hmm? What?” Clover asked, fighting off the warm pull of sleep as he smiled down at Qrow, caught up in the crimson that peaked out from the subtle etches of crow’s feet and laugh lines on his face. Clover would never stop being happy at how many laugh lines Qrow had had reason to acquire in their time together. 

Qrow pulled gently at a longer piece of hair, raking his nails oh-so-softly over Clover’s scalp. Even after all these years, Clover still had no idea how that tiny, barely there touch, could make him feel so cold and so warm at the same time. How it could be so grounding and yet make his chest feel weightless. 

“The grey.”

Clover paused at that. He definitely had noticed. It hadn’t been very much for a while; only recently had it really gotten to a place where he thought other people might notice. And he wasn’t exactly self-conscious about it. He actually rather liked it, he thought it looked dignified. But Qrow saying it like that, so close - focusing on it so completely - brought up a sudden bashfulness in him. 

“O-oh… yeah… yeah, I guess it has… um… do you…” Gods, Qrow was the only person who could ever get this from him; this shy, fumbling, nervousness. 

“I….I was thinking about maybe dying it a little? Now that it was getting more….” That was a lie, and not a good one. He hadn’t thought of that at all, hadn’t wanted to, still didn’t want to. But Qrow looking at him like that, plucking at the grey strands like that, was really throwing him off so soon after waking up. 

“Really? That’d be a shame. I like it.” Qrow smirked, but there was still that underlying sincerity, fragility, that Clover didn’t know what to do with.

“Oh! Oh… okay… good.. I mean…  I mean I… I kinda like it too?”

Qrow didn’t speak again. He just stared at Clover’s temple, running his fingers through the hair. Clover thought he could almost see tears forming in the corners of his eyes. But as soon as he noticed that, Qrow turned, tucking his head back into the crook of Clover’s neck.  

He let them lay like that for a moment, until he couldn’t stand it any longer. He thought he might have felt the slightest hint of dampness on his bare skin, where Qrow’s face was pressed.

“Qrow? What is it? Talk to me.”

“What is what?” Qrow pushed himself up on one elbow, frowning down at Clover. But that look was still there. Clover was realizing that there was the slightest hint of fear in his eyes, beyond the subtle gleam of restrained tears. His voice was gravelly, but almost convincing. If Clover didn’t know him so well it might have worked. 

“That.” He reached up and pulled his thumb across Qrow’s cheek, watching as his eyes closed and he let out a long breath. “That look. You’re thinking too much about something.”

“It… It’s not... “ He sighed, running his hand through the back of his own hair, Clover noticing the slight pull of tension at the apex of his reach. Then he laid back down, his ear over Clover’s heart, and his fingers once more at his temple. 

“I… I just really like it…. Getting to grow old with you…. Getting to see you grow old…. It’s… it’s ….”

Clover could tell he cut himself off before his voice could break. He wanted to try to lighten the mood. 

“What? You’re not gonna miss my dashing young looks? Don’t wish we could just stay young forever?” 

As soon as the words passed his lips he knew they were a mistake. Shit. Why’d he have to talk so much right after waking up? His head wasn’t clear enough yet to say stuff like that, obviously. 

Because it hit him as soon as he stopped talking. What exactly Qrow was saying. Why the simple, inevitable fact of their aging together would affect him like that. 

Because for Qrow, that had never seemed inevitable. It had been a dream that he tried not to cling to, because of how painful he knew it would be when it fell apart. 

He felt Qrow stiffen slightly and sighed, cursing his always running, half-awake mouth.

“Qrow…. I’m sorry…pretend I didn’t say that, okay? I’m barely awake and just said something dumb to try to cheer you up…. Just…”

Qrow pushed back slightly and just watched Clover. And now his eyes were clearly sad. Loving, reverent. But sad. It was the look Clover usually pretended not to feel, knowing that Qrow didn’t like to dwell on it that much. It was the look that meant Qrow was having to re-convince himself that this was the right thing; that the joy of love was worth the risk of loss, for both of them. 

His voice was scratchy but still soft as he spoke, his eyes flitting over Clover’s face, as if floored by the fact that this was even real. 

“I love you. E-everyday. Every minute. Every wrinkle. Every grey hair… I… Clover…You are...”

The tears were threatening to spill over now, and Clover knew that later they’d need to talk about whatever it was, specifically, that had kept Qrow up that night, that had led to this. 

But right then that wasn’t the most important thing. 

He pulled Qrow closer to him again, Clover’s fingers gripping tight to the fabric of his shirt. 

“Shhh shhh shhh. I know, sweet bird. I know.” He pressed his lips firmly to Qrow’s hair, closing his eyes. 

“I love you, Qrow. Gods… Every moment with you is a blessing I will never know how I got lucky enough to deserve.”

Qrow pushed up to protest, but as soon as his face was level with his own, Clover pulled him closer by the chin, pressing their lips together. He would never get over the hitch in Qrow’s breath whenever he surprised him with a kiss like that. Or the way he melted into it moments later, Clover knowing that his eyes were rolling lovingly behind his closed lids. 

Clover pulled away finally, looking now at Qrow’s hair, as he carded his fingers through the messy, ashen strands. He smirked. 

“I’ll let you call me a silver fox now, if you let me call you my smokey bird.”

“Clover. That’s not even a pun. That’s just bad.” The chuckle in his voice was the most peaceful thing Clover would ever hear. 

“I’m tired. And old. Leave me alone.” He pouted playfully. 

“Not for a moment, old man.” A grin pulled at Qrow’s lips, his eyes narrowing. 

Clover kissed him again at that smirk - that irresistible smirk that made his crimson eyes shine devilishly. 

“It’s ridiculous how much I love you, you know.” Clover sighed, his lips ghosting over Qrow’s cheek. 

“....You really do, huh?” It was barely a whisper.

Clover steeled his gaze at the subtle apprehension, insecurity, in his husband’s voice. No matter how many times he heard it, it rattled him. And that was exactly why he reminded him so often; in the hopes that one day, it might be gone forever, but being fully content with repeating it as much as he needed to. 

“You have no idea.” His voice was deep, convincing, and he could see the calm wave of relief that it rippled through Qrow.

Now it was Qrow who kissed him, quickly, so very gently. His hand went back to playing with the hair at Clover’s temple and forehead, twirling loosely. His gaze was so close to that sadness from before. But there was the slightest difference. It was still soft, reverent, gentle, but now the sadness, Clover thought, seemed to be replaced by something close to gratitude. 

“You know, my silver charm, I just might.” 

Clover looked forward to every morning, for the rest of his life, that he got to see that smile.

[elejahfanfic]

Start Over/2

Fanfiction

Part 2

Elena Gilbert x Nick Amaro

a/n: this is my new au ship - and here is a little story. I am borrowing Nick Amaro from Law&Order SUV

featuring Bonnie and Caroline and their new loves

This is totally AU.

Premise: Nick Amaro left New York to go live in Mystic Falls, to be close to his daughter Zara.

He meets Dr Elena Gilbert Salvatore, who now is a widow, as Damon Salvatore died in a car accident.

Nick will soon find out that Mystic Falls is not such a normal town.

It’s a little love story. I hope you like it.

some gifs are not mine-

Thanks for reading. xoxo (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑) ♡

thank you @miguelsbrat​ for the lovely nicklena💑🏽  moodboard. I looove it. (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) and this story is dedicate to you, dear friend.

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A week later

"I really wish I could stay. Hate to leave you dealing with the move on your own." Sidney said.

"I am very much capable of taking care of things on my own. Plus I got my vamp friends - and I will not carry anything heavy." Bonnie reassured her fiance.

"Right. I will call you when I land. Love you."

"I love you, too. And stop worrying."

"I can't help it. The witch in me just - I am overprotective, you know."

"I know. It is so cute. And I don't mind being molly-cuddled, as you know. But, seriously. We will be fine. Now kiss me."

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A tad bit later

Salvatore School

Caroline sat down at her desk and opened her diary and started an entry,

"So, we have a wedding to prepare. Bonnie doesn't want anything big, but I will talk her into it. After everything we have been through, we deserve a big celebration of life. So, dear diary, I will be very busy. And the kind of busy that feels so good. More than good. Ok - there is something else that - but more about it later."

Caroline's phone rang and answering it, she got up, "Yes, Bonnie, I am on my way."

As the two friends met for Bonnie's wedding dress fitting, Caroline raised a question which has been on her mind for some time.

“We need to do something about Elena and Nick”

“Why do we need do anything about Elena and Nick?” Bonnie looked at her friend a tad bit wide-eyed. But knowing Caroline, this actually didn’t come as a surprise.

“You know what she is like. She will overthink it and push him away. She has done it like with any guy that showed that he is interested.

"I would never think that Nick is her type actually" Bonnie remarked browsing through the dresses.

"Ok - so?"

"Well, nothing but - you know Elena. She loved the bad boy type -"Bonnie said. “He is actually the opposite.”

"Sidney is not the bad boy type and you fell for him" Caroline pointed out.

"No. You're right there." Bonnie nodded.”And if she wants to be with him, who am I to judge.”

“Exactly. You were with Enzo. Not as bad as Damon, but - now - it’s like - we are out of that phase. Bad boy. Been there done that. Got the T-shirt. Now let’s try the good boys.”

As Bonnie wanted to comment, Caroline swayed off from the topic, jumping up and put her hands together as the seamstress stepped away from Bonnie, clapping a little delightfully.

"You look so beautiful!” the blonde vampire exclaimed.”Don’t move. I need to take a picture and send it to Elena."

🌼💕

The MFPD Station

“What do you mean, the marks on the body of that man disappeared. Now you will tell me there are real vampires living around us? Halloween is in October.”  Nick said.

“In Mystic Falls actually, Halloween is every day. Vampires, witches and werewolves don’t wear costumes. Not even on Halloween.” Victoria Fell said.

“Come on. This is serious. I saw the body in the woods. It had - animal bites on the neck.” Nick said.

“It’s time you get to know a few things. Come on, I need a real coffee and a burger.” the vampire said getting up. She now looked in Nick’s eyes, compelling him to take the news about the vampires existing like it’s a normal thing.

Matt, who saw the whole thing, now pulled the female detective to the side. But before he could say anything, Victoria cocked an eye brow at the man.

“Don’t start with the moral thing. He is not ready to take it in.Not yet anyway.”

“This was not your call. We agreed.”

“I am not part of the Secret Council.” Victoria said and swished out of the station.

🥞💑 ☕

Later that evening

Gilbert House

Browsing through the gallery, Elena went through the crazy selfies her two friends sent her from the dress fitting, reading the messages that followed.

Caroline: “You are not missing the cake tasting- and that is an order”

Elena:”I will be there. I solemly promise.”

Caroline: “Good. Tomorrow at 11 am. And if I have to compel you to come with us, I will.Night. xoxo”

Elena pouted a smile and finishing the text with a 🧛grr.xoxo. she slipped her phone on the kitchen counter.

Bonnie deciding to get married in Mystic Falls was a magical boost for both her and Caroline. For years they both kind of put their lives on hold, as they tragically lost their loves. Life was completely unpredictable and she knew that so well. All three of them. Not just her and Caroline. Bonnie, too.

Pouring herself a glass of Merlot, she flashed back to the girly movie night a week before at her house.

Flashback

“Deciding to build this house and selling the house Damon and I lived in was a big step for me to - start the process of staring over.” Elena said.

“Yeah, you said.” Bonnie nodded a little, taking  a sip of the mock cocktail. “And we - have to. We can’t sit and be defined by our past and - everything that happened. I thought I would never get over Enzo. And - he will forever be in my heart, but - we got to live life. And now - with the baby - I am so happy I have listened to my heart and let myself fall in love with Sidney.”

“OMG - you guys” Caroline wiped her tears that welled up in her eyes. Exhaling deeply, the blonde vampire then held her hands out to her friends and said, “We make a pact. We will be happy. And allow ourselves to be happy. Ok?”

Taking her hands, both Bonnie and Elena nodded.

Elena opened the door and stepped out on the back porch, sitting herself down on the steps. Taking a sip of the Merlot, she now looked up to the bright blue moon hanging over the garden.

“Hey you” she slipped and then jumped a little as she heard a voice returning the hey you.

It was Nick, who came into his part of the garden from the back.

“Did I startle you? Sorry -”

“No - well. I kind of - get to talk to the moon from time to time. Weird, I know. He is like my diary now.” Elena shook her head, trying so hard not to talk jibberish.

“He definitely will keep all the secrets. Not that you have any secrets. I didn’t mean to imply” Nick pressed his lips, swiveling his head.

“Wanna a glass of wine?” Elena offered, waving his remark off.

“Yeah. I’d like to.”

“I got Merlot. I also have Bourbon - maybe you’d like something stronger. It looks like you had a crazy day.” Elena jumped up. She, of course knew what went off earlier today as Matt had texted her immediately after Victoria and Nick had left.

“Merlot is fine.Thanks.” The detective said and now got through a small gate into Elena’s garden, taking off his jacket, making himself comfortable on the step.

“Ok.” Elena uttered and went into the house.

Nick found himself gazing at the moon. Vampires, witches and werewolves are real.Victoria Fell’s words now echoed again in his head. He took a long deep breath. Something inside him found it strange that it didn’t bother him and that it was just a normal thing.

It’s like - you know the tv show ‘Mayans MC’ - you probably don’t watch this.” Victoria said, but Nick nodded in confirmation that he did see the series.

“You know when they talk about this world and that world - like the drugh world and the everyday normal world. it’s the same with Mystic Falls.We have like two worlds living together. People who live here, some know about it and live with it. Some don’t or choose to ignore it. But, yeah. The supernatural world and the normal world here is very pretty mashed.

“Earth to Nick” Elena said as she sat down next to him offering him the glass of wine.

“Ah, thanks. Sorry. I just - was talking to the moon. I think I’ve started a diary as well. But, how does this work? Is it only when it is a full moon or- you can kind of talk to it “

“Oh, shut up” Elena pushed him a little with the elbow, making him splatter some of the wine on the arm.

“Sorry - this was so stupid of me.”

“It’s nothing. Don’t sweat.This is a very good wine. ”

“It’s a full-throttle red. My special birthday stash. Well, Caroline’s stash.” Elena said. “She always buys the finest.”

“She’s got a good taste.” Nick then said, taking another sip of the expensive red.

“Yeah, she does.” Elena said, making a cirle over the rim with her finger, and then putting her glass on the side. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah - “ Nick replied, looking at the brunette, furrowing curously his eyebrows at her. “Why do you ask?”

“I get this vibe that - something is - I’m sorry. I was just being - me - neighbourly- doctor me- always concerned about - people - I like.” Elena gulped, her eyes locking with the detective’s.

They stared awkwardly into each other's eyes for a moment, trying to steady their heartbeats, that suddenly could not be contained. Slowly they leaned into the kiss. Nick's hand clasped gently into the back of her hair, pressing in softly. His warmth, his touch, all of him flowed in this kiss.This slow, gentle, and dreamily deep kiss. It felt like a strange kind of magic ignited something sweet inside them.

[shemakesmusic-uk]

Getting to Know...

Fantasy Non Fiction.

Fantasy Non Fiction is a fierce four-piece rock band featuring the original music of drummer/vocalist, Rose Cangelosi, a queer songwriter navigating the world through the catharsis of musical composition.

Fantasy Non Fiction raises the bar for drummer-led projects, with complex rhythmic styles that complement the captivating melodies. A vivid, kaleidoscopic sound is rounded out with an array of musical influences that illustrate the strikingly honest songwriting. Candid poetic lyricism speaks to the genuine nature of each song, whether commenting wryly on the strange nature of the social universe and unrequited love, or reflecting remorsefully on a glass-shattering temper tantrum.

Musical chemistry and time-tested friendships keep this group of full-time musicians moving ever forward. The release of their self-titled debut album, which is being self-released on May 8 represents only a fraction of the prolific repertoire you’ll hear at a live show, and showcases the band’s catchy melodies, while leading listeners on musical sagas through what makes our everyday lives full of fantasy.

We had a chat with Rose all about how the band came to be, the new album and more. Read the Q&A below.

Who are Fantasy Non Fiction?

“We are four buddies who met in various states at various times.  I have known Molly Reeves and Nahum Zydble for over a decade, from playing in different music scenes in Northern California. One summer, Molly asked me to go on tour with her band, and told me about her life in New Orleans. I saved up some money and moved into her spare room one year later. I met our bassist Sam Albright two weeks after I got into town, at my first gig on Frenchmen street. We started playing together and hit it off right away. At that time, I had been writing songs for years, but was too shy to put them out into the world. Admittedly, I had an aversion to singing because of what I now know to be a kind of  “Jazz School PTSD,” where I wanted to be seen as a drummer and taken seriously. I can’t tell you how many times people ask me if I am a singer the second they find out I’m a musician. I looove to sing and think the voice is one of the most beautiful instruments, but at the time I wanted to be seen as this serious drummer, you know, part of the instrumentalist “boys” club. Finally when I got over that nonsense-head-trip, I realized my songs would just be paper collecting dust--unless I performed them. When I started opening up I realized people liked my writing and connected to it, so I had the courage to bring other musicians into the process, and they were into it too. I never dreamed I’d be playing with Molly and Nahum on the regular, they are two of the coolest people and best guitarists I’ve ever met, and I was reaffirmed when Sam heard my songs and wanted to be a part of the band. Fantasy Non Fiction is my fantasy, it's really my dream come true. But--if you're wondering--that's not why I named it that. It is fitting though...the name is more about the nature of our collective but individually-perceived reality. We all live in these little fantasy realms, the songs I write are just a handful of my own experiences that I think other people can relate to."

How would you describe Fantasy Non Fiction's sound and your drumming style? Who/what are your influences?

"My writing varies a lot, and we play in multiple styles, but  we have consistency in our instrumentation and each player has their own definitive sound. Molly and Nahum  create lush textured backdrops and weave “guitarmonies” around my vocals, and Molly sings background vocals with natural finesse and good taste.  Sam Albright has this huge rich tone that grounds everything, his bass lines venture beyond their conventional role with counter melodies as well as chordal accompaniment on songs like 'Strange Effect' as well as our space-ballad 'Rocket to Mars.'

"My drumming is influenced by the different percussion styles I encountered in my formal education, but I try to lay down a solid groove and just “play the songs,” I’m not trying to show off. Besides, I sing my naturally syncopated, rhythm-centric melodies while I play, so I have to choose my battles there. I have played a lot of jazz and international music styles that you can hear in my drumming too. Everyone has their own influences that affect their playing, but my songwriting specifically is influenced by a lot of different factors, from folks my parents listened to when I was young, to my favorite old jazz standards, early 2000s pop and grunge rock, as well as contemporary indie bands and what-have-you. I’d rather not name any names, I want people to hear for themselves."

You've just released your debut album. What can you tell us about the record? What was your creative process?

"I can tell you we worked very hard to make it happen. We are all full time musicians, and everyone contributed their precious free time and energy. Our creative process was fairly natural; we learned a few songs at a time, started playing shows, made adjustments, and when it came time to record we picked the songs that felt ready. The band saved all the money we made at shows and spent that on the album. We recorded at NOLA recording studios in Mid City with the fabulous Michael Harvey. I produced the record with a lot of preconceived ideas about what I wanted, and he was attentive to those details, and overall excellent to work with."

What do you hope listeners will take away from the LP?

"Whatever suits them best. I hope people listen to the record and hear it without trying to fit it into a box. I want people to listen to the songs and see what it stirs up for them, if anything. I write from a very honest place. It feels good to show vulnerability--whether about relationship issues and unrequited love, social awkwardness, melancholy, or guilt and regret, knowing that other people go through the same things. What made me fall in love with music is its ability to transform suffering. I go through some growing pain that makes me feel terrible and depressed until I write a song about it, and then I find myself on the other side. There is no therapy with faster results. If I can make listeners feel something that moves them someplace else, then I’ve done what music has done for me. That's why I meddle in this business. Empathy is transformative."

Finally, how are you guys coping with the COVID-19 lockdown and what do you have planned for when we all go back to normal?

"Well, it’s been a strange emotional rollercoaster. We planned our album release for May 8 far before we had any idea that a pandemic was around the corner. When COVID-19 hit New Orleans, the streets that are normally filled with music ran silent, and we went from busy full time musicians with multiple gigs a day to unemployed “gig economy workers.” I really struggled with the idea of going through with the release. It felt self-focused and surface level to promote our debut album while so many people are suffering, mourning, and dying. When I expressed these feelings to friends and family they shot it down as nonsense and wanted to hear what we’d been working on for so long. A close friend reminded me that this is the time when a lot of people need music and art more than ever, and I remembered how I’ve used music to cope with things, like I mentioned before. I decided the only way I felt comfortable continuing with the release was to set aside some of the profits to give back to our community in New Orleans. The band all agreed to continue with this new plan in motion.

"As far as what we plan to do when this is over...we are rescheduling our release show, but I don’t think there will be a “normal” as we knew it before. COVID-19 will have unforeseeable lasting effects on our community and the music industry. It's too soon to know what this will look like, but it is what it is. This time has certainly been positive in reminding me not to take myself, music, or anything too seriously. Life is precious, and can change at any moment.

"The world will keep spinning, we will move through this, together, and see what is beyond when the time comes. I just want to hug my friends again, and help create a better after, in whatever way I can."

Fantasy Non Fiction is out now.

[dreamgirlbreezy]

CHAPTER 21

LISA

 I was having fun with my friends in club ENSURE when something caught my eye I thought I saw Donnie but that couldn’t be hi he told Rocky he was studying tonight so I went back to partying when a hour went by I was going to the bar and happen to stop and look towards VIP and saw Tony and Donnie Donnie was there the Donnie who told my daughter he was too busy studying to see or speak to her I was staring at him until he looked dead at me. I went walking towards VIP section I was going to have a few words with him about himself. No one hurts my baby and gets away with it.

I was let into the VIP section and I went walking right to him and the girl that was all over him looked at me.

“Hey Lisa” I looked at Donnie as he smiled at me then I looked at the girl.

“Hey Donnie you mind if I speak to him a few minutes please”

“It’s cool Stacey I'll be back” me and him went walking off over to the side. “What’s up how you been?”

“What’s up? How I been? I been dealing with my daughter who’s heart you broken and here I find you in a club living your best life while my daughter can't get you off her mind”

“Wait a minute your coming at me like I stepped out in the relationship? As if I was the one who cheated it was your daughter who broke me not the other way around so you pointing the finger at the wrong person I have the right to be out I’m motherfucking grown I can do what I want and when I want your daughter thinking about me has shit to do with me being here or you being in my face right now.”

“How can you say that you are here best friend she cares about you and loves you and you just going to throw it all away for some bitch shaking her ass up on you”

“No I didn’t throw shit away your daughter did the moment she kissed that nigga the moment she went out with him knowing good and damn well that it wasn’t as friends she ruined it all the moment she kept it from and started lying on her friends just so she could see him, you need to be home telling her all this not me I was cheated on you think she was the only one having sleepless nights, up crying at night wishing that we was together again well she wasn’t know your facts before you shoot off at the mouth and I’m done, I came here to have a good time not talk about this shit here.”

“No wait don’t walk away from me my daughter--”

“Your daughter what look I was given so much of myself I thought I’d die I loved your daughter and I was good to her great to her had pussy being thrown at me left and right and I never acted on it and all I wanted was the same love and loyalty from her and she couldn’t do it that was too hard for her to do when she got the first chance to cheat she took that shit and didn’t give a damn about my feelings. So I don’t give a damn about hers I hope you do let her know you saw me out I don’t care and I know for a fact that she still seeing that other nigga so before you came at me check your child bye” he walked away from me I stood there looking at him as he went back to his friends I couldn’t believe all he said I know she’s not seeing Rodney well I need to ask her that she said it was over between them, I walked out of VIP and went back to my friends I will talked to Rocky when I get home.

 ROCKY

 I was sitting in the livingroom watching TV when my mom walked in from her night out with her friends.

“Hey ma how was the club?”

“It was good and I saw Donnie there”

“You did how was he did he look good?”

“He looked like him we had words and he told me you were still seeing Rodney thought you ended things with him?”

“I saw him twice and ended things with him he was sorry for breaking me and Donnie up when I told him about what happen the first time and the second time I saw him he was out with his friends and stopped to talk to me to see if me and Donnie was able to fix things yet so who ever told him that didn’t know all the details.”

“Oh well he think yall are still seeing each that boy is still in love with you he’s just hurt and not being with you is hurting him too, but I think it’s time you move on to someone else”

“I rather be single ma if you don’t mind my heart can't take much more of love right now”

“I think you should think about dating again”

“Ma I don’t wanna date right now I think I need to get over Donnie first”

“It’s been almost a month and Donnie is out here living it up with other woman and you haven’t”

“I’m not into woman” I smiled at her she giggled.

“You know what I mean”

“I know but with finals next week I just wanna get through that and deal with finding a man later.”

“Okay”

“Thank you now off to bed looking for a job tomorrow”

“You don’t have to work you know that”

“I know but I need to do something with my time out of school”

“Oh okay if you say so you know you don’t have to but it’s up to you”

“Thank you now off to study a little then bed see ya” I got up and went upstairs to my room and sat on the bed pulling out my books I started studying.

*2 WEEKS LATER*

 Finals has come and gone and I think I did good on it right now I was out with Sammie, Jada, Mia, Tiff and Trina we was at a bar having a good time even tho I don’t drink I was still having a good time it was late I was probably going to call it a night soon the time was 1:30 in the morning.

“I would work at a topless bar I love my titties” Sammie said we all laughed

“I don’t know about all that I would really need money to do a job like that”

“Yea I agree I couldn’t do it”

“How many job apps did you fill out?”

“I did a lot at least 20 pull I did some online so hopefully someone calls me I wanna work”

“I know you do” my phone was going off and I checked it.

*Donnie*

‘Hey you’

*me*

‘Hey how you doing?’

*Donnie*

‘I am druunk yup yup I feeling noooo pain right now’

*me*

‘Are you home your not out are you?’

*Donnie*

‘I am wit Tony eh si driivingg ‘

*me*

‘Oh okay good your not driving glad about that’

*Donnie*

‘I I have to tell yoou somethiing’

*me*

‘What do you have to tell me’

*Donnie*

‘Oour friendshi was the best preamble for our love storye. Ill never forget the day I meet u, an I will always remember the day I loved u.’

“Who are you texting?” Mia asked sipping her beer.

“Donnie he is drunk texting me”

“I love drunk text they tell the truth” Mia said

“I thought Donnie had a new girlfriend?” Sammie ask

“New girlfriend?”

“Yea I saw him out with some chick they was at Local restaurant together”

“WOW well I don’t know all about that”

“How do you know he got a new girl she could just be a friend” Jada says

“Yea did you ask him?” Mia asked

“No but they looked like they was on a date together” Sammie said I just nodded and looked back at my phone.

*Donnie*

‘you hearddd me ? huh’

*me*

‘Yes I did, so you still love me?’

*Donnie*

‘YEEEESSSS’

I smiled “What did he say?” Mia asked looking at my phone “Awww he still loves you, you know a drunken man speaks sober thoughts”

“That’s what I know” Jada said

*Donnie*

‘Does u still loovve mee’

*me*

‘Yes very much’

*Donnie*

‘YAYAAAAY GOOD WE SHOULD GO OUT SOMETHING TIMEAND SEE WHAT HAPENS’

*me*

‘Do you know who your talking too?’

*Donnie*

‘Raaqueel Rosse Steelee my bestfried somoe I miss’

“He misses me”

“Awww” they all say

*me*

‘I miss you too’

*Donnie*

‘U r myy girrl I loovve u bby’

*me*

‘I love you too’

*Donnie*

‘I looove u cause wit u I I  dot feel alone on Sundas an my Mondas are not that bad. u make my week, my month, my year and my life!’

“LAST CALL!” the bartender says

“Let’s get out of here ladies, I’m feeling x rated so I need my man” Jada said we all giggled and left the bar walking to the car with Mia she was parked next to me.

“What are you going to do about Donnie?” Mia asked

“Let him keep drunk texting me until he falls asleep and text him tomorrow see how he feels I mean it’s good to know how he feels but I need the sober man to tell me these things not his drunken ego”

“Yea I feel you” Mia said as I got in my car and checked my phone.

*Donnie*

‘If u feeel alone, I I will bee ur shadow. If u want too cry, I will be ur shooulder. If u r sad, I will b ur smile. Ever time u need me, I I will b there.’

“No texting and driving” Mia warned looking at me.

“I’m not I was checking it before I started to drive I won’t text and drive I know the law ma’am”

“Good see ya later” Mia said smiling at me I smiled back.

“Yea see ya” I started up my car and was off, I was thinking about Donnie I was driving playing some music when my phone went off again I wanted to check it but no texting and driving so I wasn’t going to look until I got home I was driving through the green light when the next thing I knew BAM my car went spinning and everything went black!!

[heart-holes]

mlm asks under the cut bc im tryna wake myself up to do homework

Are you in a relationship? nooo but i have a boy who i love and whomst loves meee....its complex

Do you have a crush on someone? If you do tell us about them. mhm he’s really smart but about things i dont understand and he’s very kind and goofy and has a voice that melts my hearttt

What’s your ideal boyfriend/enbyfriend? someone who understands me intellectually and can learn to understand me emotionally 

What is your ideal perfect date? april fifteenth because-- no um  i like going for walks in the woods as a date. one of the best dates i’ve ever been on we just went to a junk yard and wandered around and then found a lil spot to sit and make out for a while it was cuuute

Have you ever smooched a boy/enby? oof these are for people much younger than me aren’t they. yes, i have smooched quite a few boys and nonbinary people (but actually no girls, i think?)

If you went on a movie date what movie would you go see? i don’t really like movies tbh, this is like the opposite of my ideal date bc you can’t talk or touch or do other things while you’re watching...

What video games would you play with your boyfriend/enbyfriend? my ex and i played all sorts of things together (planescape torment in particular </3) but right now? i’m not sure. maybe co op games? overcooked? smash? 

Are you a hopeless romantic? no, i’m a very hopeful romantic

Do you daydream a lot about your crush or boyfriend/enbyfriend? yep! im a daydreamer 4 sure

If you were going on a dinner date where would you go? hm...depends on how fancy i’d honestly just prefer to have my boyfriend buy me ingredients and then cook a nice meal 4 him  otherwise maybe kim’s? that’s the cheap korean restaurant near our college lol

Can you tie a cherry stem with your tongue? i used to be able to but i’m not sure anymore, i’m out of practice 

Have you been to pride in June? If not would you like to go and if you have gone how was it? yep! been three times, once in high school and twice in college. in high school it was a little weird bc i was really sick, but i was the head of the GSA at the time and it was the first time we’d ever made it 2 pride as a school, so it was a big deal. last year my friend’s ex came along and kind of ruined the day for us lmao. this year we had a GREAT time, we went for one of my friends’ birthdays and it was their first time ever going to pride and being like out-ish in public. i made some chalk art, we took photos, we yelled at the rainbow washing corporations and got to ask a leather dom if we could pet their dog (a person in a fursuit). (they said yes!) 

When did you realize you weren’t straight or cisgender? i’ve been not straight for goddamn ever like, i probably knew i liked girls by the time i was in like sixth or seventh grade. and i remember considering that i was not, myself, a girl, in like...second grade, and then not dealing with it again until high school lmao

Would you consider yourself an affectionate person? to a select few, yeah

What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for someone? ooh, hard to say. i took someone for a middle of the night walk that led us to a river full of frogs once, and we had our second kiss there and i’m sure i’ve made a lot of romantic gestures for various other partners but i’m like, having a hard time remembering them oh one time the junkyard date person and i had a really nice date where we just went and sat in the woods and drew for a while and that was like, really great 

If you had to cook for your partner what would you cook? depends on what they wanted! i’m very good with stir frys, i can make steaks, i can do various kinds of chicken...

Where would you travel with your partner if you two could go anywhere? i don’t have a partner so i dont really know  the boy i’m seeing (TM) has visited finland before so maybe there...

If you wanted to get your partner a gift what would you get them? i like to make art for my partners tbh

Do you write love letters to your partner? i love writing letters in general so yes!

Do you write poetry or songs? not generally For People but yes to both, more poetry than songs

Favorite Lgbt+ movie? i haven’t seen very many of them to be honest...the Favourite was excellent, though! saw that in theaters! 

Favorite Lgbt+ show? also haven’t seen very many of those! lmao degrassi had a trans man on it way the fuck back in the day, but that’s not great representation, nor are renly and ser loras...ya i got nothing  o wait does Moomin count

Favorite Lgbt+ fictional character? slkdfjsldkfj i really cannot think of any of them ser loras of the flowers is deffo up there for me whoops sorry

Favorite Lgbt+ youtuber? skip

Favorite Lgbt+ singer? ryan beatty!

Favorite Lgbt+ meme? lmao it’s moominpapa with a glock

Favorite Lgbt+ book? always gonna b a soft spot in my heart for Annie On My Mind lmao

Favorite Lgbt+ artist? keith haring, dubiously basquiat 

Favorite Lgbt+ celebrity? kevin abstract or kristen stewart 

Favorite Lgbt+ tumblr blog? uhhhh peteseeger

Favorite MLM/NBLM tumblr blog? cowboymlm

Favorite petname(s)? sunshine, baby, daddy lmao 

Favorite date spot? woods

Favorite dessert? really good baklava will drive me insane tiramisu is good too but reminds me too much of my ex

Favorite love song (or favorite song)? favorite love song: a nightingale sang in barkley square favorite song: hm rn it might be...cupid? by ryan beatty 

Favorite thing to wear? my favorite sweatshirt and some black jeans

Favorite animal? frog, probably? 

Favorite type of Milkshake? chocolate! 

Favorite month? september :3 

Favorite mythical animal? hmmm i love me a big foot or a loch ness monster 

Favorite flower? dandelions or marigolds or roses 

Coffee or tea? coffeeeeee 

Sweater or Hoodie? depends! i have a lot more sweaters but i do love hoodies

Fall or Spring? both! 

Winter or Summer? summer, i think

Frozen yogurt or Ice cream? ice cream plsssss

Cuddles or hugs? hmmmm hugs 

Little spoon or big spoon? little spoon unless i am comforting the other person, in which case i am big spoon 

Gazing at the stars with your partner or watching the sunset together? oh both of these sound lovely

Movie theater or park date? PARK

Forehead kisses or kisses on the cheek? cheek kisses are kinda hot forehead kisses are cute 

Sitting on their lap or laying your head down on their lap? laying my head down! pet my hair!!!

Circus date or fair/carnival date? kind of neither tbh but like, i guess fair? 

Strawberries or cherries? ooh hard question. strawberries i think, but i looove cherries also

Peaches or plums? peaches!!!

Matte or glitter? GLITTER

Dunkin Donuts or Krispy Kream? dunkin lmao i’m a northeast boy

Flamboyant or reserved? flamboyant usually, sometimes reserved

Pastel colors or dark colors? neither give me that neon 

Cats or reptiles? B O T H

Doughnuts or Bagels? oooh both. doughnuts maybe a little more tho

Pastel rainbow or regular rainbow? regular rainbow

Cowboy partner or Goth partner? either but i tend to lean a little more toward goths

Yeehaw or be gay do crime? i say both, but i say yeehaw more often

Video games or board games? board games pls god i love a board game

Plushies or figures? plusHIES

The sun or the moon? the sun!!!

Bears or dogs? BEARS

Red roses or white roses? pink or yellow roses are myy faves actually 

[myownfalseh0pe]

Y’all.....

I never thought I’d meet someone that is worth waiting for. Worth fighting for. That I’d be more than happy to root for on the sidelines. I don’t wanna let him go, and truthfully, that’s hard for me to say about anyone because I let people go left and right without it affecting me like nothing. I’m happy to be able to witness their growth, not just with themselves, but most importantly with God.

Lord.. I pray that your will be done in both of our lives. I surrender him to you. Take him, hide him, and mold him into the powerful man of God I KNOW he is and see him for. I want nothing more than to stand by his side and do Your work together, God. Restore his heart, mind, and spirit. Make him brand new.

Father. I seriously don’t know what it is about this man that makes me want to love and take care of him for the rest of my life, but I just do.

It’s incredible that despite all of his flaws and mistakes, I still feel so strongly about him. Giving my track record, I would’ve given up already and thrown in the towel.. but no. I refuse to. I’m not going to be another one of his statistics and leave him behind.

I wish he could see himself the way that I see him. Hell, the way GOD sees him.

Ugh. Feelings. But man, am I feeling them lol.

Let me tell y’all about this beautiful work of art.

He’s the most handsome man. I love his face. The color of his skin is the perfect shade of cinnamon. A sweet spice, just like him. A heart of pure gold. I mean, I’ve never met anyone that cares as much as him. He’s honestly so nice and gentle. I love the way his chin and cheeks widen when he smiles. God, that smile. The smile that makes me feel so warm. The smile that melts away all of my anger, worry, and stress the second he flashes it my way. I dream that I get to gaze into those sparkling eyes as we fall asleep together some day. The first and last thing I get to see. He has such life in his beautiful, beaming deep brown eyes, it gives me hope. At the same time, I see the hurt in them. The hurt that saddens me because he never deserved the cruel things life and the enemy has thrown at him. I wish I could take it all away and make it stop hurting. His eyes.. are just my absolute favorite thing about him. I love playing dumb and acting like I don’t catch him admiring me from across the room lol. I love his scruff. Kissing the top of his head, his nose, his cheeks, ears, neck and lips.. my God those lips.. they fit so perfect with mine. Like a puzzle piece. I lose track of time when we interlock. He takes my breath away with every pull. In those moments, I’m his. I’m all his. I just want to stay frozen right then and there and never let our lips separated. I love his hugs. They’re honestly the most comforting hugs ever. I feel so safe and secure in his arms. Nothing bad can happen when I’m with him. I love rubbing his arms and just feeling his warmth that let’s me know how alive and real he is. I silently stare at him in disbelief sometimes and think that I don’t deserve such a sweet, sweet man. I miss holding his hands and soothingly rubbing them with my thumbs. Oof, I love his hands so much. The way they look, how they feel. Overall just the perfect man hands lol. He’s such a hard worker. I wish he knew how much I admire him and how he inspires me to be better in certain areas of my life. I gotta tell y’all though, he has the goofiest laugh. One that I looove to hate. So much. I can’t help but laugh along with whatever it is that made him laugh. His laugh makes me laugh and I think that’s the best thing ever. Every time I hear it start to build up I can’t help but think “Oh no, here it comes.” And wait for it to kind of startle me because of how loud he naturally is lol. I don’t mind it though because I know that means he’s being filled with joy, which indefinitely fills me with joy. His laugh is just “adorkable” and I love it more and more every time. Have I mentioned how wonderful he smells? It’s intoxicating to say the least. I don’t know what cologne or whatever it is that he wears, but it’s delightful and has become a familiar smell that makes me not want to detach from his hugs/cuddles lol. I love counting every beat of his heart when I lay my head on his chest. It’s so peaceful. Every thud. I love placing my hand on his thigh as he drives and feeling the tension in his muscles when he alternates between the brake and gas pedal. It’s the most innocent and random, yet most satisfying feeling ever. I love his personality. His humor is like no other. The only one that matches mine. Sometimes he makes the most inappropriate jokes that I laugh at silently in my head and think about for the rest of the day. I don’t know man, he just has so much life in him. I wish he knew that he makes me want to bring out the best in me and makes me want to be myself unapologetically. I simply feel free. This guy, just all together, is too remarkable for words. YOOOO. Okay. Bro. This man.. when he prays.. OOF. ON. FIRE. Nothing can stop him. He has this cute stutter, that y’all probably guessed by now, I love. But when he prays??? MAN. The stutter goes away because he is so CONFIDENT in God and lets the Holy Spirit flow through him. *inhale* BOIIIII.

Real quick though. Can y’all believe said man thinks I’M beautiful!? Like he thinks so highly of and compliments me like no other. He’s truly the first to make me feel butterflies in the very pit of my stomach. What the heck!? I’ve never felt that before!!

It’s 1:42 AM and should probably stop typing bc I’m TIDE. I could go on and on for the eternity we would be with Jesus in Heaven. This is only the first lick of the whole entire ice cream cone lol.

But just know that I will never stop praying for you. I will never stop interceding on your behalf. I will never stop rooting for you and being in aw of you. I will literally do anything for you in God’s favor. Keep chasing our dear heavenly Father with all of your heart. Run like a mighty rushing wind. And I’ll do the same. For when it’s our time, before we know it, while we’re both busy running after God, we’ll meet again right at the very top of the triangle of you, me, and the Lord. I believe it. I know it.

S.A.R.

[siverwrites]

Fictober Day 2

This is rough and just me placating my brain because some ideas won’t leave me alone.

An ending-more epilogue really, to my random piecemeal mess of FFX/Ghost Trick pieces. https://archiveofourown.org/series/933786

I don’t know what their plan was either beyond some Sissel time travel. I just wanted a final aeon Cabanela and could only see that happening if they actually had some kind of plan in place to stop everything. Otherwise they’d just pull Yuna’s group’s stunt. (fight your god!)

He was falling. Images danced across Jowd’s vision. His memories and feelings swam in their last desperate act.

His hand against the ground as he gathered power. A shower of golden sparks and He appeared in a swirl of white feathered wings. Awe filled him. Magnificent. Dark eyes met his, deep, but he’d know them anywhere.

An exchanged nod of understanding. It was time.

They flew. Light cascaded over them. Dazzling and warm. For the shortest of time they knew only a shared joy, but such moments weren’t to last. Couldn’t last while such a being existed.

An overwhelming presence. Despair and pain. Nauseating and confusing. Their final battle.

Stone beneath him. Was it cold or warm? He couldn’t say. He felt nothing until the tip of a wing brushed across him in a gentle caress. His vision faded.

A cry pierced the air. To call it birdsong would be to call a candle the sun. No words could ever suffice. Anguish and rage. Sorrow wrapped around a heart rending beauty.

If he could only see those eyes again. If he could speak. Be the reminder. This time. This time they knew what they did.

He could only fall into the darkness and wonder what it would be like to watch everything you tried to prevent happen anyway. To allow it to happen for the slimmest ray of hope.

Memories, old and new, merged. A hand ever at his back and words he couldn’t remember urging him onward against the desire to fall there, to rest and leave the world behind.

His hand brushing against his cheek, only water indeed. He should never have allowed him to come as if he had any choice. If they could have only remained in that pool. It was too much and he turned away.

This time, no efforts were made to disguise the hard edged stare and the set jaw aimed his way as he stepped out of the temple, his first trial complete. He made his feelings plain and took his place at his side.

At his side until forced apart at the bitter end. It was no longer in their hands. He could only wait, hope, watch…

“…owd… Jowd… Jowd!”

Jowd slowly opened his eyes and the sight before him grew clearer. A ceiling above. A familiar bed and sitting over him… concerned eyes, a tendril of lilac hair falling across her cheek. Her voice light and achingly familiar.

“There you are.”

He swallowed and managed to keep himself from bolting upright.

“You were having a nightmare,” Alma said.

He couldn’t help it. His laugh rang loud around the room as Alma’s eyes widened.

“Something like that,” he managed.

He pulled her closer into a tight hug. She was here. They made it… didn’t they? He slowly released her, wishing he could hold her forever, but there was something else he still had to do. He had to be sure.

“Are you all right?” Alma asked.

He nodded and rose from the bed. “There’s something I need to check on.”

“Now? Training isn’t until later…”

“Yes. I’ll be back soon.”

He left quickly. He could say. He could ask, but he found himself afraid of the potential answers. What if? What if… He couldn’t face that. He had to see for himself.

The sun was only just rising, but the air was already growing warm. Jowd paused for only a moment to feel the warmth, such a contrast to the clammy gloom of Zanarkand. He couldn’t stay. Urgency spurred him on.

As he hurried down the path, a young girl’s voice sounded in his ears. It didn’t take long to spot her—Lynne, several years younger now talking energetically to… Yomiel. Jowd smiled. With Alma here there was little doubt, but it was a relief all the same.

He moved on, until he stopped in front of the old familiar door. Jowd knocked, but there was no response. Had he already left? Was he here at all? He was an early riser, but something compelled him to slip inside to see. He had to know.

“Cabanela?”

Still no reply, but he quickly found him. He was in bed and despite the warmth, he shivered and his face was drawn while his breaths came rapidly.

Jowd breathed out and knelt next to the bed. He cautiously laid a hand on his shoulder. “Cabanela. Wake up.”

Cabanela’s eyes cracked opened. He stared at Jowd. No, through him, Jowd quickly realized and his voice came from somewhere far away. Or some time, Jowd thought.

“We flew.”

An exhilaration followed by a chill passed through him. Jowd could only see snow white feathers and dark eyes drawing him in. He shook himself and tightened his grip on his shoulder.

“It’s over. Come back to me.”

Cabanela blinked and seemed to snap back to himself. Now he really did stare at Jowd and a slow smile spread across his face.

“There you are and heeere we are,” he said brightly.

Jowd stepped back in just in time for Cabanela to spring up.

“Alma!”

“Woke me up,” Jowd said as a smile of his own formed. “And I’m afraid poor Yomiel can’t escape Lynne no matter how early he rises. I’m starting to think that girl somehow gained your sleeping habits.”

Cabanela’s eyes flicked to the window. “Early indeeed. What are you doin’ here when you should be spending the morning with Alma?”

Jowd’s levity faded. “I had to be certain,” he said. “There was no knowing what would happen. If you’d be able to make it out of that.”

“Heeey, I told you I’d always follow. What kind of Guardian would I be if I left you at the grand finale?”

“If you had that choice,” Jowd said darkly. “Sin…”

A shadow crossed Cabanela’s face. Jowd stepped forward to embrace him and felt the tension in his back. What did he remember? What had he seen and felt?

He pressed him close before stepping back and kept a hand on Cabanela’s shoulder.

“What was it…” he trailed off at the shake of Cabanela’s head. Yes, maybe some questions were better left unanswered, at least for now and some things defied words. And there were other pressing matters. What did they face now? He couldn’t imagine the impact they caused, known only to them.

“I hope we did the right thing. There’s no knowing just how much we’ve changed.”

Cabanela’s voice was tight and his eyes pained. “We did them a mercy.”

He then smiled again before Jowd could respond, shedding all distance. Yet Jowd couldn’t help but wonder how forced it was.

“And what of Sissel?”

“I don’t know,” Jowd admitted. “But I have a feeling we’ll meet him again sooner than later.”

Cabanela suddenly stepped away toward the door. “Weeell, enough of the dark! I want to feel the sun on my face. Looks like a looovely day.”

He spun out the door and Jowd sighed. There was so much to contend with now, but he had only died. He hadn’t been changed. He hadn’t been drawn into Sin. But for as long as Cabanela wanted to keep such things to himself, he would have better luck getting a chocobo to play blitzball than getting him to talk.

Jowd shook his head and followed after only to find Cabanela stopped in the grass. He stood, face turned up toward the sky and bathed in the sun’s warm glow. He thought of light dancing along white plumage… Yes, it seemed to him something of the aeon still remained, or perhaps it had always been there, Jowd thought.

The image was swiftly broken as Lynne came running up and Cabanela promptly sat cross-legged in the grass to give her his full attention, as she showed him a new sword move she’d learned.

“Yomiel taught me!”

An attempt to placate her, hm, Yomiel? Jowd thought to himself.

He watched and a sense of contentment he couldn’t last remember rose in his chest. His contentment only swelled when he spotted Alma coming toward them. She joined him and he wrapped an arm around her while they watched Cabanela gesture for Lynne’s sword. Ice flowed from his fingers and ran along the blade to her growing delight.

He chuckled as Lynne, icy blade in hand, ran towards Yomiel, who appeared to be quickly trying to skirt around their small gathering.

“At least it’s blunt,” Alma said with a quiet laugh.

He could feel Yomiel’s exasperation from here at the failed escape and Cabanela’s amusement couldn’t be clearer.

He wondered how long it would take for the full impact of what they’d done to hit, but he realized he wasn’t worried. Their hardest battle was won. Whatever came their way they would face it together. Jowd was happy to enjoy their time now. Together.

[madeleineandwilliam-ff]

Chapter Nine

The rest of the month of November flew by once Madeleine returned home to London, where final exams and essays awaited her in the final weeks of her first semester of college. William kept himself equally as busy, but the pair managed to make time for phone calls, texts and AIMs during their class breaks and study sessions. 

They welcomed December with harsh, bitter winds and lots and lots of snow. The month of December would also be the month of Madeleine’s first official engagement in London. Once she returned to London back in November, the Swedish Royal Court bombarded her with calls. 

Over the last couple of months, the Swedish press had dubbed her “the absentee princess” as she hadn’t been on an official engagement since her move to London in August. Her parents had asked her to complete a joint engagement with her father’s older sisters, Princess Margaretha and Princess Birgitta. The engagement planned for the following week was a concert at the Royal Albert Hall for Swedish Pianist, Robert Hall. Louise was also set to accompany Madeleine and her aunts to the event, as a sort of comfort to Madeleine’s nerves. 

“So what does one wear to see a pianist at the Royal Albert Hall anyways?” Louise asked Madeleine from her spot in Madeleine’s doorway of her bedroom.

Madeleine was curled up in her window seat with a fresh cup of coffee, engrossed in the second book from the Harry Potter series, The Chamber of Secrets as she briefly turned her attention to her best friend. “Your Sunday best?”

“My Sunday best, what are you eighty?” Louise replied, laughing. “That’s not nearly enough detail, Leni. Do I dress professional? Casual? Slutty?”

Madeleine was attempting to finish her current chapter in her book, but she sighed and rolled her eyes at Louise as she closed her book with a loud smack. Louise knew the word “slutty” would truly get Madeleine’s full attention. “Professional would be best, Lussan.”

“How about professional with a hint of slutty?” Louise asked with a devilish grin.

Madeleine chuckled. “Oh Birgitta and Margaretha would looove that.”

Louise rolled her eyes. “Are they prudes? Have I met them before? Your father’s sisters have a tendency to blur together after so many encounters, no offense.”

“Yes, you’ve met them a few times at birthday parties and at my graduation party. And they’re okay, the more proper of my dad’s four sisters as they’re the two eldest. Birgitta is more carefree, whereas Margaretha is more serious. They’ll like you, Margaretha is excited for the visit. She called briefly this morning.”

“Are they staying with us or has the Court arranged otherwise?” Louise asked, plopping herself down on Madeleine’s bed. 

“They’re staying at a hotel about five minutes away. They’ll be over for tea on the eighth and then the concert is the evening of the ninth, then they’ll go home early on the morning of the tenth for the Nobel festivities.” Madeleine replied. 

She was excited for her aunts to visit, but of course she was nervous. She didn’t grow up around them like she did her aunt and godmother, her father’s other sister,  Princess Christina. She normally only saw Birgitta and Margaretha for special occasions like holidays, weddings, graduations and other big family events. They always got on well, but Madeleine was only ever comfortable with them when her parents were in the vicinity. 

“Sounds good.” Louise replied as she began to flip through a gossip magazine on Madeleine’s bedside table.

“Hey Lussan?” Madeleine said, biting her lip. 

“Yeah, Len?”

“Thank you again for coming with me. I know it's not your ideal way to spend a Friday night during finals week with me, and my aunts you hardly know. I normally wouldn’t ask but, I’m so freaked out about this event. The Court is worried the press may keep on me with the “absent princess” stuff if I don’t do well with this.” 

“Ah, Leni. Of course, that is what best-friends are for. I know I could count on you if I was in the same situation. You’re going to kick that engagement square in the ass, if you ask me. Your aunts have done this before, they’ll be a good help for you. I’m just moral support.” Louise replied with a reassuring smile. 

“Yeah, let’s hope so.”

The next day, Madeleine found herself sitting alone at a table at The Roasted Bean, a small, quaint coffee shop that was conveniently located down the road from her apartment. Over the last few months, Madeleine had grown to love the small hole in the wall coffee shop. It was very peaceful, as most people still preferred the Starbucks around the corner. But it worked out to Madeleine’s advantage as the shop was mostly a ghost town during her afternoon study sessions. 

She was studying away for not one, but three of her finals that she was due to take the next day. However, her dyslexia had decided to kick in in the most convenient of moments, hindering her ability to concentrate on reading and note taking.

She had ordered her usual White Chocolate Mocha and chocolate croissant and instead of studying found herself people watching. The City of London was hustling and bustling around her with only weeks to go until Christmas. Many Londoners carried shopping bags that were filled with trinkets for their loved ones as they came and went. Snow was falling and the sun had long gone down with only the lights from Christmas decorations and street lights illuminating the sidewalks. 

Since her move to London, Madeleine had found herself appreciating the art of people watching. It was more the art of normalcy she supposed she appreciated the most. Madeleine envied the random pedestrians as they passed her, they were the definition of normal - shopping as they pleased, going places without protection officers.

In Stockholm, she’d never had the pleasure of sitting in peace, just watching the world pass her by. But in London she had the glory of not being recognized around every street corner. That is, unless, she was being chased by the paparazzi, due to her own position and now the added plus of who her high profile boyfriend was. 

Outside the window of the coffee shop, Madeleine spotted her protection officers, Olle and Ludvig, waiting for her in the parked Range Rover. This was another plus with London, she didn’t need them with her every second of every day - she only needed them on standby. It was nice to not feel watched by not only them, but by people she’d never met in her life. It was somewhat peaceful, especially since the press had otherwise become focused on things other than her relationship with William. 

“Madde?”

Madeleine sprang to attention at the mention of her name. No. Someone had found her, or recognized her. This was her safe place, apparently not anymore. She turned to the voice, sighing as she looked up from her seat. 

But this was no stranger to her, nor to her circle of friends back home in Sweden either. It was the boy who her friend, Emma Pernald, had wanted to set her up with just before she moved to London. Jonas Bergstrom. 

Madeleine expected to see him in Stockholm, however not in London. She had no idea why he would be here as he was studying law back home in Sweden. Madeleine sighed as she turned to the tall, brunette with dazzling blue eyes. He was handsome, she would admit to that. But incredibly obnoxious, if you asked Madeleine. 

“Jonas! Hi!” Madeleine exclaimed, trying to hide her surprise at seeing him in her city.

Jonas smiled at her, his blue eyes shining as he looked down at her. “So it is you! Emma mentioned that you were studying in London, but when I booked a trip here I never thought I’d actually see you!”

Madeleine shrugged her shoulders. “I supposed it really is a small world.”

“Indeed it is.” Jonas replied as he gestured to the empty seat at Madeleine’s table. “Can I sit?”

“Uhm, sure. Why not?” Madeleine replied, a polite smile on her face. She knew that Jonas had a thing for her, and he was a flirt anytime he saw her. He didn’t like not getting what his heart desired, however Madeleine clearly didn’t reciprocate these feelings.

Jonas took his seat, setting his coffee down. “I still can’t believe this. Princess Madeleine of Sweden! In London!”

“Uhh....yes. But if you wouldn’t mind saying that quite so loud, please?” Madeleine asked in a hushed tone. The last thing she wanted was for the baristas to know who she was, that would ruin this place for her altogether. 

“Oh right, sorry.” Jonas replied, a slight flush coming to his cheeks. 

“No don’t worry about it.” Madeleine replied, feeling a shift in the air. She’d made it awkward, of course. “So, what brings you to London anyways?”

Jonas perked up. “The opportunity has come up for me to study abroad here next summer. I’m just checking some places out and the college, of course.”

“Oh, what a great opportunity. Are you liking what you’ve seen so far?” Madeleine asked as she took a bite of chocolate croissant. 

Jonas flashed her a smile and if Madeleine wasn’t mistaken he winked at her. Yes, winked at her. “Very much so. There are some great views in London.”

Madeleine had to refrain from rolling her eyes at him. Here he went with his flirting. The boy was so clueless it was painful. And apparently didn’t know, or care about the fact that she was publically dating William. However, Madeleine kept her cool. “There are some great places to visit as well.”

Jonas nodded in agreement. “Any place you’d suggest I visit?”

“Well, Big Ben is a must. Kensington and Buckingham Palaces are never a let down. And the London Eye is amazing.”

“Sounds like you’ve visited all the sights.” Jonas paused as he took a sip of his coffee. “Any chance you’d be available to show me around town? You might be able to sell me on London, more so than I already am.”

Madeleine tried not to display her displeasure on her face. He was a mutual friend, however he clearly wanted to be more than that in her life. There was just something she couldn’t quite pinpoint about him that she just didn’t like. Or maybe his blatantly obvious flirting was what it was. Whatever it was she did not want to show him around London.

“Normally, I could. But it's finals week for me and I’m slammed until I go home to Stockholm for Christmas.” Madeleine replied, gesturing to the several textbooks sitting in front of her. And she wasn’t lying, she didn’t have much free time. But what little free time she did have would be spent with William or on the phone with him, that was for certain. 

“Ah, I see. You’re probably pretty busy with William too.” Jonas replied with a smirk. 

Again, Madeleine had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She could not figure out why her friend, Emma, liked this boy so much so that she wanted to set him up with her. He was the most annoying, conniving thing she’d ever met. There was clearly an ulterior motive to this conversation.

“Not really, we’re long distance.” Madeleine replied with narrowed eyes. 

“Oh so, you’re not that serious I take it?” Jonas asked, taking another sip of his coffee.

Madeleine shifted uncomfortably in her chair. This conversation was going down hill. Quick.

“You know, we’re taking it one day at a time.” Madeleine replied with pursed lips. 

“Gotcha. That William, though. He seems like a bit of a playboy, from what I’ve heard.” Jonas replied, casually. 

He clearly only approached her to piss her off. That was painfully obvious. He was jealous of her relationship with William. And was still holding a torch for Madeleine ever since the failed setup that her friends had tried to organize.

“You know what Jonas, thank you.” Madeleine said, curtly. She was over this. 

“Thank you? For what?” Jonas asked smiling. 

“Thank you for proving to me of what a fantastic decision it was to...” Madeleine began, but forced herself to stop as Olle approached her. 

He’d left his position from the Range Rover and came and whispered in her ear. “Isn’t it time you head to the library, Madeleine?”

Madeleine let out a sigh of relief after the save from Olle. She clearly would’ve said something she would later come to regret. Her hotheadedness once again got the best of her as she gathered her books and said a quick goodbye to Jonas. 

On her way out to the car, beside Olle she turned to him. “Thanks for the save in there, Olle.”

“No problem, Madeleine. We remembered your dislike for him the last time, and he clearly wasn’t getting the message.” He replied, opening the back door of the Range Rover for her. 

As she slid in the backseat, she smiled. “Jonas Bergstrom is clearly not a face you should forget. Please save me anytime you see him. He’s an asshole.”

Olle and Ludvig burst into laughter. “Whatever you say, Princess.”

A few hours later, Madeleine returned home to her flat. After her encounter with Jonas at The Roasted Bean, she studied at the university’s library for a bit and later went grocery shopping at Waitrose. 

As she walked into the front doorway, she dropped her bookbag at the door and carried the groceries into the kitchen. 

“Lussan! You here?” Madeleine yelled as she began to put the milk in the fridge. 

“Ohhh, Leni! Yay!” Louise exclaimed as she popped in the doorway of the kitchen, a smile on her face. 

“What’s got you so excited?” Madeleine asked, her brow furrowed as she continued to put their groceries away. 

“Well, you’ll never believe who called me this afternoon...” Louise trailed off as the ringing of their doorbell trilled through the flat and she disappeared down the hall. 

“Louise! Who is here? I didn’t invite anyone tonight...” Madeleine questioned as she followed Louise down the hall. 

Madeleine stopped in her tracks as she rounded the corner in the hallway and saw who their guest was. Now this was no coincidence. 

Here he was again. 

Uninvited and unwanted. In her flat. Jonas Bergstrom. 

As Madeleine turned to Louise to ask her to come to the other room for a quick chat, she couldn’t help but notice that this guest was very wanted and invited by her best friend. Wonderful. 

Louise was all giggly and full of excitement as she smiled up at Jonas. “Jonas, I’m so glad you called. It’s been too long, honestly.”

“It has, sweet Lussan.” Jonas replied, wrapping Louise into a hug as his blue eyes met Madeleine’s. 

“Jonas! My, my aren’t we full of surprises? For the second time today!” Madeleine exclaimed with her eyes narrowed as she observed him. 

Jonas had since changed his outfit from jeans and a sweatshirt from earlier in the day, to a nice blue button down shirt that complimented his eyes and dark wash jeans. His hair was more styled and there was the hint of overbearing cologne coming from his direction. God, he was full of it. 

Louise furrowed her brow and looked to Madeleine. “Wait you knew Jonas was in town, Leni? Why didn’t you tell me?!” 

“I was just about to when I walked in but here he is!” Madeleine paused, turning to Jonas. “What brings you here tonight, Jonas?”

“Ah well, since you couldn’t show me around London, I rang Lussan and she gladly accepted the invitation to accompany me. I’m just here to pick her up.” Jonas replied with a sly smile. 

Madeleine tried to stop herself from scowling in his direction. “I see. Where exactly are you two going?”

Louise replied this time. “Well I figured I’d take him to some of the places William took you to, Leni. I was thinking London Eye, London Dungeon, maybe Buckingham Palace if there’s time.”

Madeleine nodded. “Well, you two should go then. Before it's too late, don’t let me keep you.”

Louise waved her hand in the air. “Nonsense, I was actually going to invite you! Can’t you come?”

Jonas didn’t give Madeleine a chance to answer before he interjected and answered for her. “Didn’t you say you were studying tonight, Madeleine? Unless your plans have changed.”

Madeleine couldn’t believe she’d been put in this position with him for the second time today. Where were Olle and Ludvig to save the day this time? While Madeleine had gotten most of her studying out of the way, she still had zero interest in spending an evening with Jonas. 

“You’re right, Jonas. I have a big paper due in English Lit tomorrow, so I better not. You two have fun though.” Madeleine replied, trying to urge him out of their flat as quickly as possible. 

“Such a shame.” Jonas paused. “Maybe next time?”

“We’ll see.” Madeleine replied, shifting awkwardly. 

Louise grabbed her coat from the hall closet. “Let’s head out and leave Madeleine to her studying. Come on Jonas.”

“Right. Have a good night, Madeleine.” Jonas replied, smiling with a glimmer in his eye. 

“You as well.” Madeleine mumbled as she watched Louise close the door behind them.

But now, Madeleine would have anything but a “nice” night. She was in complete disbelief at Jonas. Louise was clearly under the impression that he had different intentions with his visit that night, but Madeleine saw right through him. This was Jonas’ way to her, and she wasn’t going to let him hurt her best friend in the process. 

Author’s Note: Hey readers! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! And there was a new character introduction! What will Jonas Bergstrom’s (Madeleine’s ex-fiance in real life) role be in this story? ;)