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lee-laurent · 6 months ago

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Summer Boy Pt. 2 - Quinn Hughes

Summary: Quinn and Elwyn find themselves caught in a web of lies as they attempt to hide their feelings from their friends. Luke, however, still wants the girl and he's willing to overlook his morals to get her.

Content: angst, fluff, (sort of) unrequited love, mentions of sex, slut-shaming, panic attacks, luke being an ass

Part 1

notes: ok ok, you guys are amazing! i could never expect my first post to do that well! (also if you haven't seen my about me post, english is NOT my first language!! so spelling errors and stuff i try catch but i'm learning :)) i had a lot of ppl ask for a part 2, which is awesome cause i was planning on doing it regardless of how much attention the first part got! i haven't written in years, like since high school so this is me attempting to get back into it :D thank you again everyone, much love! - lee

p.s. ppl that asked for part 2 are tagged at the end :))

Quinn was infatuated with Elwyn. Everything she did was perfect in his eyes. Even when she'd get a little too drunk and trip over herself, he still thought she was graceful. If he wasn't in love with her already, then he definitely was now. And he wanted to shout him from the rooftops, he wanted everyone on the lake to know how much he loved Elwyn... however there was a small issue: his brothers.

Jack and Elwyn had been friends their entire lives. They were attached at the hip. Twin flames. Growing up adults always said they'd end up married, which both of them thought was disgusting. Sure, they'd been each others' first kiss, but after "learning" how to make out together they decided it wasn't meant to be. They could never see each other in a romantic light. Although Jack could never be with Elwyn, he had made it clear that his brothers couldn't either. Elwyn had been off limits since they were ten and Quinn gave her a puck at one of his games.

Luke. Where to start with Luke? Luke hadn't found Elwyn cute until she came to visit in Jersey after he signed. She'd walked into Jack's apartment, a smile on her face and he thought he'd died and gone to heaven. When did Elwyn get... hot? She'd always just been his older brother's best friend. Sure, he knew of the crush his eldest brother harboured, but he was positive Quinn would never act on it. Plus, she lived closer to Luke. If he could convince Jack, maybe he'd have a chance. A chance he was still begging for.

"Come on, Jack. Let me take her on one date!" Luke pleaded, following his brother around the pool table.

"No. You're my brother and I love you, but El can do way better."

"I- I'm not going to break her heart, Jack. One date."

"Maybe she doesn't want to date you," Jack shrugged, lining up his shot.

"Okay, then she'll reject me and I can move on. But we all saw her when we played beer pong."

"Don't be cocky, Rusty. El is a touchy drunk, always has been."

"So I can ask her on a date?"

"No."

Luke groaned, throwing his arms up in frustration.

"Who's he not asking out?" Quinn asked, leaning against the door frame.

"Elwyn."

Quinn choked on his spit, "You want to ask out, Winnie?"

"Yeah! You've seen her. She's a smokeshow."

"Ew. Don't talk about El like that," Jack grimaced.

"I mean have you seen her ti-"

"Luke! Ew! Dude."

"Shut up, Jack. If she wasn't your best friend, you'd also think she's hot."

Quinn remained silent, watching the scene unfold. He felt gross listening to Luke talk about Elwyn like that. He'd be the first to admit she was fine as hell, but hearing someone else say it felt wrong. The two younger brothers continued to bicker about the attractiveness of the girl, when Quinn finally piped up.

"Are you letting him?"

"Letting him what?" Jack's brow furrowed.

"Ask her out."

"Hell no! Winnie is off limits for brothers."

"So if I asked her out?" Trevor smirked, joining the three brothers.

"No. That applies to friends and teammates too."

"Lame," Trevor whined, leaving to find Cole.

Jack rolled his eyes, "Anyway. No one is asking out Elwyn. She doesn't even like hockey boys."

Quinn felt his heartdrop. She doesn't like hockey boys? Was she just stringing him along cause she was horny? He thought she liked him, though she'd never explicitly said it, he thought the moments they'd shared were proof enough.

Elwyn was humming along to the song playing from her phone, while she attempted to do her hair. A knock came from the door behind her, leading to press pause on the melodies of Chappell Roan.

"Come in!"

"You don't like hockey boys?"

"Huh?" She swiveled around on her chair to face the boy in her doorway. There stood a sheepish looking Quinn, his arms crossed over his chest.

"I said, 'you don't like hockey boys?'"

"Who told you that?"

"Jack."

"Oh, um, I mean... they're not normally my type."

"So you don't like me?"

"Quinn, I didn't say that. Don't twist my words," she sighed, turning back towards the mirror.

"But you haven't said otherwise."

"Neither have you."

Quinn sighed, quietly shutting the door behind him. He stood behind her and pressed a kiss to her exposed shoulder, wrapping his arms around her.

"Elwyn, I like you. I like you a lot."

She pursed her lips and nodded, leaning back into his chest.

"I like you too, Quinn."

"Is this the part where we have the best sex of our lives?" he smirked, earning a gasp and slap to his peck.

"Quinn!"

"Sorry, sorry. So... later?"

"Get out!" she giggled, pushing him away.

Fifteen minutes later, El left her room, running straight into someone's chest.

"Oof."

"Hey, Ellie."

"Oh, hey, Luke," she smiled, stepping back.

"Some of the guys and I are gonna watch a movie, if you want to join."

"Sure."

"Sick. Basement in 10?"

"Sounds good."

However, when she got down to the basement, there were no spots left. The guys had taken up the couch and all the chairs, even the floor was occupied. El looked around awkwardly, noticing the lack of both Quinn and Jack, who she was told went to the grocery store.

"Here," Luke smiled, scooting over slightly. She responded with a tight-lipped smile, sitting "next" to him. It was more like she was sitting on him. El could've sworn she heard Ethan snicker when she sat down.

The movie the boys at chosen was terrifying. Elwyn could normally do scary movies, but this one was getting to her. She jumped as the villain appeared on screen again. Luke wrapped his arm around her waist, giving her a squeeze.

"You okay?"

"Hm? Yeah, I'm good," she smiled politely.

Another jumpscare and Elwyn had fallen completely onto Luke's lap. She wasn't upset about it though, it was comforting in the moment. Dylan had taken notice of the position that Luke was in and elbowed Mark and Ethan. They all "discreetly" turned to look at the two, who looked rather comfortable. Elwyn jumped again, hiding her face in Luke's neck.

"This movie is terrifying," she whispered.

"It's ok, Winnie. I've got you."

It was in that moment that she realized the position she was in. Fully cuddled up on Luke's lap, one of his hands on her waist, the other on her thigh. What would Quinn think if he walked in right now? What would Jack think?

"I need to use the bathroom," she scrambled to get off of Luke.

"Oh, we can pause the movie."

"No, it's okay. I'll, uh, I'll be back."

She ran up the stairs, locking herself in Jack's ensuite. What was she doing? She couldn't let Luke get any ideas. She really liked Quinn. But oh my god, what would Jack think? Would he kick her out? Surely, he'd murder her before his brothers. They were his family, she was replaceable. Maybe she should end things with Quinn. Tell him it wasn't worth the strain it would cause on their relationships with Jack. But then again she'd already done things with him, would Jack even forgive her for that?

"Oh my god. I can't breathe," she gasped, splashing cold water on her face.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

Her mind was running a thousand miles an hour. She had to stop seeing Quinn. Maybe she could just avoid him. Jack was more important. She had too. The more she thought about it, the more difficult it became to breathe.

She sat down on the floor, trying her breathing exercise again.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

Finally she felt her heartbeat slow and her breathing return to normal. She wasn't going to let boys ruin her trip with her best friend. Nope. Plan: Avoid Quinn Hughes at All Costs, starts now!

"What did I do?" Quinn mumbled as he watched Elwyn interact with Jack. She hadn't even shot him a smile when he walked in the door from shopping, she'd gone straight to Jack. They were giggling amongst themselves while they cut up fruit for dinner.

She looked just as happy as she had this morning, but now she was pretending he didn't exist. He brushed her shoulder as he walked past her and she flinched, scooting closer to Jack.

As the night progressed, it became more obvious to the boy that she was ignoring him. She hadn't even looked his way once all night. Too busy keeping up with Jack, following him around like a lost puppy. He even tried shooting her a text, which was ultimately left on read.

Q: Hey, is everything okay? You seem off tonight.

Nothing.

It wasn't until she was closing her bedroom door to get changed that he caught a moment alone with her. She shrieked when her door opened, clutching her shirt to chest.

"Oh my god! Have you ever heard of knocking? I'm getting changed!"

"Why have you been ignoring me?"

Elwyn rolled her eyes, turning her back to him. so she could continue getting changed.

"Winnie?"

She exhaled loudly.

"Elwyn?"

"Maybe I just don't want to talk to you, Quinn."

"But- what did I do?"

"I'm trying to get ready for bed."

"El, just talk to me. Please. I thought we were getting somewhere."

She could hear the sadness and disappointment dripping from his words. It made her want to cry, knowing it was her fault he was feeling that way.

"I'd like to go to sleep now."

"El," he reached forward, grabbing her wrist and spinning her to face him. "What is going on? If I did something, I'm sorry."

"We can't, Quinn."

"Wha- we can't what?"

"We can't do this. We can't be together. Fling or not. It's not fair to Jack."

"Not fair to Jack? You shutting me out, isn't fair to me! Not everything revolves around Jack! You're an adult, he doesn't get to make decisions for you!" Quinn seethed, his face heating up.

"Don't yell at me."

"Don't yell at you?! Then don't be Jack's mindless little minion, Elwyn! Jesus fucking Christ!"

"I- I'm not," she whispered, blinking away tears.

"Yeah, well you sure fucking act like you are," he left, slamming the door behind him.

"What was that?!" she heard Jack yell.

"The wind!" Quinn lied, storming off to his room.

Elwyn couldn't hold back her tears anymore, sliding to the floor. She sobbed, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle the sound. How could he say that to her? She thought she was doing the right thing. She never imagined it could've gone that poorly.

Quinn couldn't sleep, he was too angry. Why did Elwyn let Jack dictate her life? She could be with whoever she wanted, she was a grown woman. So what if Jack was mad at them for a day? He'd get over it. If he could just get her to realize that he was there for her, no matter what happened-

A knock at the door broke him from his thoughts. Elwyn quietly opened and shut the door, sitting herself on the edge of his bed.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you. I thought I was doing what was right."

"I shouldn't have yelled at you, El. But you have to communicate with me. You can't just shut me out, especially if you want to make this work."

"But what about Jack?"

"Elwyn. He loves you. You're his best friend. He'll get over it. I promise."

"I hate lying to him."

"Keeping a secret isn't lying."

"I just-"

"Come here," he opened his arms, Elwyn climbing into the bed next to him. He kissed her slowly. He wanted to show her how much he cared about her. Loved her even. She ran a hand through his hair, giggling when he nipped at her bottom lip.

"Think we can stay quiet?" she whispered.

"Easily."

"Quinn! Wake up! The boys wanna go out on the boat! And have you seen El? Jack said she isn't in her-" Luke stopped dead in his tracks. A bare back faced him, the sheets barely covering her waist. "Holy shit."

Luke ran down the stairs, taking his place at the table.

"You okay, Rusty? Looks like you've seen a ghost," Trevor joked.

"Hm? Yep. All good. Great even."

"Okay? Did you wake up Quinn?"

"Um... yeah. Yeah. He'll be down soon."

"Did you find El? I'm getting worried," Jack mentioned, sitting next to his brother.

"I-"

"Morning!" Elwyn smiled.

"There you are! You weren't in your room, I was worried," Jack hugged her.

"Yeah, fell asleep in the basement watching TV. Was having trouble falling asleep."

"All good! Glad you're okay. Is Quinn awake up there?"

Luke watched something flicker in her eyes at the mention of Quinn.

"Yep, he's just brushing his teeth."

As if on cue, Quinn came thumping down the stiars. A smile plastered on his face. Luke felt sick. It seemed that Quinn had finally gotten his dream girl, but at the expense of both of his brothers' feelings.

"Sorry, guys. Didn't sleep well," Quinn explained, grabbing some cereal.

"That's funny. Neither did Elwyn," Luke smirked.

"Oh. Funny coincidece," El shrugged, eyes darting everywhere but at the youngest Hughes.

"Must've been something in the air last night," he continued.

El furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. What was Luke going on about? Surely he didn't know that she'd slept with Quinn last night? Quinn had assured her they'd been silent. They even put a pillow behind the headboard like teenagers hiding from their parents.

"So... boat day?" Quinn offered, feeling the growing tension in the kitchen

"Yes!" Jack cheered, "Come on, El. I'll help you with your sunscreen."

"Coming," she followed after him, shooting a concerned look at Quinn, who just shrugged in response.

"So, Quinn... anything you want to share with the class?" Luke asked.

"Um? No?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah?"

"Positive? Nothing you want to share about Elwyn?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend you don't know."

"Luke, I don't know what you're implying."

"So, why was Elwyn naked in your bed this morning when I went to wake you up?"

"She wasn't," Quinn replied quickly, maybe too quickly.

"I know Elwyn when I see her, Quinn."

"Luke, I didn't sleep with Elwyn."

"You slept with Elwyn?" Jack's voice joined the conversation and suddenly you could hear a pin drop.

"I-"

"You slept with Elwyn?" Jack repeated, his voice increasing in volume.

"No, I know your rules, Jack."

"He's lying! I saw her in his bed this morning! That's why you couldn't find her!"

"Shut up, Luke!" Quinn sneered.

"No, please continue, Luke. I'd love to know what else Quinn is hiding from me."

"That's it, I think. I just saw her in his bed when I went to wake him up. Looking less than dressed."

"Jack, I don't know what he's talking about," Quinn pleaded.

"Bullshit! I-"

"Why's everyone yelling?" Elwyn's voice was soft compared to the rest of the conversation. Her nails were dug into her palms, surely leaving behind little crescent shaped indents. Worry filled her eyes.

"El..." Quinn breathed.

"Care to explain yourself, Elwyn?" Jack snapped.

"I'm confused."

"Don't act all innocent now when you were spreading your fucking legs for my brother last night!"

"I-"

"You what? Are acting like a slut?! Then yeah, you're right."

"I'm not a slut," her bottom lip quivered. Quinn was quick to get in front of her, feeling the sudden need to protect her from his brother's vicious words.

"She's not a slut, Jack. You don't control her."

Jack was at a loss for words. Quinn was right he didn't control her, but he could still be pissed at his brother.

"Fine, I don't control, Elwyn. She's a grown woman. But you, Quinn, you- you broke my rules! You took advantage of her!"

"How did I 'take at advantage of her'?" he air quoted.

"You-you..."

"You have no argument here, Jack. And you, Luke... what gives you the right to tell him? When you were trying to get with Elwyn too?"

"I'M NOT AN OBJECT!" her outburst made everyone jump, "Stop talking about me like I'm not standing right here! God! You're acting like children! Quinn, give me your car keys?"

"What? Why?"

"I'm going home."

"You're-"

"El, no. Please," Jack pleaded.

"You just called me a slut! You think I want to stay here with you? Ha! You are crazy."

"Babe, please."

"Don't 'babe' me, Quintin. Give me your keys," she demanded, reaching her hand out.

"No. You're angry. You shouldn't drive like this."

"Fine. I'll fucking walk home!" she threw her arms up, storming out the front door.

The group of boys stood around the kitchen staring at the Hughes brothers. Were they not going to go after her? Apologize? Boat day definitely wasn't happening.

It was getting dark out, Quinn and Jack were beyond worried. Jack was pacing the living room, his head snapping to the door every time there was a noise outside. Quinn was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, sending text after text to El. No answers. Luke and their friends were in the back, drinking and pretending all was well.

"Should we go looking for her?" Jack asked.

"I think that'd just scare her off."

"But what if someone snatches her off the street? It's getting dark out. She's been gone all day, Quinn."

"She'll come back."

"Stop pretending like you know her better than I do just because you slept with her! I know my best friend."

"Jack, can we not fight right now? We have more important things to worry about."

Jack just sighed. He was worried about El, but her sleeping with Quinn was still in the background of all his thoughts.

"Can I just ask why? Like was it to rub it in my face? To get back at me for something?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Jack. It's about Elwyn. I really like El. I've liked El since we were kids. And she finally showed me that she feels the same way. I'm- I'm happy with her."

"She- you love her, don't you?"

"It's too soon to say that."

"Quinn..."

"Yeah... I do. I... I do."

"Shit. She probably hates me."

"I mean, you did slut-shame your best friend."

"Right."

"If we're giong to blame anyone for this mess though, I think we blame Luke. El and I were going to tell you. But Luke kind of jumped the gun."

"Really? You were going to tell me?"

"Yeah, I mean last night... we talked about it."

"I guess that makes me feel a bit better."

Quinn was about to apologize, but the front door creaked open. A sniffle and the sound of shoes hitting the ground made Quinn jump up.

"El?"

She just stared at them, arms crossed over her chest.

"El. I'm so sorry," Jack wrapped his arms around her, but she didn't reciprocate the hug.

"That's nice. Are you done calling me a whore?"

"I didn't mean it, El. I was mad. It was heat of the moment."

"Yeah, well, I don't fucking appreciate it."

"Do- d'you think you can forgive me?"

"Yes, Jack. I'll forgive you," she chuckled.

El finally hugged him back, pressing a kiss to his cheek. She turned her attention to Quinn, who awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hi, El."

"Quinn."

"I'll give you guys some space," Jack shot them finger guns, walking out backwards.

"El, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel like an object. You're not an object. You're... you're Elwyn. And I- I love you."

"You love me?"

"Yeah, I do. I love you."

She bit back her smile, throwing her arms around his neck.

"Can I kiss you?" he whispered.

"Of course." Their lips met in a sweet, languid kiss. "I love you too, Quinn Hughes."

And their lips met again, smiles on their faces breaking it, ending in a fit of giggles. They finally had each other.

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cottoncandyswisherz · 6 months ago

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bae i luh you

peaches asked, so i delivered because who am i to say no to a god?

bf!chris x gf!reader

warnings: fluff, HATING ASS HOE, suggestive, swearing,

the bass was BOOMING in the tara's living room. today was nicks second space camp drop and ms. yummy insisted on celebrating with a party because of course.

as y/n stepped into the house she was assaulted by the smell of alcohol and sweat.

someone needed a fucking speedstick because DAMN!

anyway, she was brought out of her thoughts by her boyfriends arm being snaked around her waist as she walked.

"you alright chris?" she asked.

"yeah im good. im just not trynna get fucked up tonight, so you gotta stay close." he reassured her.

"i wasn't leaving your side anyway." she said, grabbing his hand and making her way to their crew. "SUP SLUTS?" she shouted and everybody cheered.

and the night went on just like that.

taking a shot for solidarity, partying with their friends, and losing themselves in the night. everyone danced and enjoyed each othe

r. chris and y/n particularly enjoyed each other.

suddenly y/n's new favorite song came on. as soon as she heard that "i say HOOOOO BABBYYYYY" a switch flipped.

the moment was no longer about enjoying the feeling of chris being semi-hard on her ass. it was about letting the whole house know that he was hers.

and wreck-it ralph himself couldn't break that.

so she did what any self-respecting woman would do. she began screaming the lyrics to him while moving her body and making heart hands.

bae i love you you my everything im yo main bitch fuck a wedding ring

chris just laughed and began singing along with her, pulling her body to his, so their noses were touching.

in this moment, y/n realized how much she loved chris. what she'd do for him. she'd keep every secret. she'd lie for him. she'd kill for him. she'd die for him. she'd live for him.

did it scare her? fuck yes.

she was supposed to be a pimp, not a lover girl. and she only knew this man for a year. but if president sexyy can be tied down than so can she.

i only knew him for a week but i swear thats my boo i might let the nigga trap me bitch my summer through but dont give a fuck do anythang for you

the couple was in la la land (ryan gosling hit me up!) as they danced and laughed and loved up on each other.

to the untrained eye, it was disgusting. but to their friends, it was the moment they'd all been waiting for.

matt smiled with pride at the side of chris being with who he really wanted to be with, rather than who he think people want him to be with.

nick was shocked at chris being so openly in a relationship after physically cringing at the mere thought of sharing a scooter with a girl, but happy for him nonetheless.

tara was damn near in tears, seeing y/n being her true soft self.

jake was wishing he had someone he could be gross and cute with.

tril (who introduced the pair) was just glad chris was finally getting non-toxic pussy and y/n was getting the dick she deserved.

but of course the moment had to be ruined.

there's always a bitch ass bitch trying to kill the vibe.

or should i say, a bitch ass bum.

as soon as the couple saw who'd been standing there staring at them like monkeys in a zoo, they made eye contact and simultaneously busted out laughing.

"what do you want bruh?" chis asked, sighing in an attempt to control his giggling.

"you're fucking with her after we just broke up two weeks ago?" she nudged her head in y/n's direction, which only changed her mood from wildly entertained to mildy irritated.

"i'm not just 'fucking with' her." chris responded bluntly. "she's my girlfriend. my girl. friend." chris made sure to enunciate his words because he knew this girl was a little slow. "something you would have had to been for us to 'break up'. which we never did. because we never dated." he pulled y/n into his side and made sure she was good before he looked back at his old talking stage.

y/n was more than good. her pussy flooded when chris called her his girlfriend.

nigga we go together tell them hoes we go together

"but-"

this bitch still fucking here?

"but nothing hoe." y/n butt in, deciding to handle this situation herself. she stepped to the girl and looked her good in the eyes, to make sure she felt every word. "he just told you he has a girlfriend so get the fuck on and find something safe to do."

the girl cowered and walked away without another peep. leaving chris and y/n to embrace each other with passion and love and lust and all the other good feelings.

it was official. everyone knew they were together.

everyone knew that they were each others.

what more could a retired pimp ask for?

niyah speaks luh part two to feed yall for the week

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cheriladycl01 · 8 months ago

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NBA/ NDA - Sergio Perez x SingaporeanOlympicBasketball! Reader

Plot: You were hot shit in Singapore and America where you played for a women's NBA team. As a professional whose also performed for the WBNA and for a home Olympic Team, you deserve a night out clubbing.

You'd just won gold for Singapore in Women's Basketball Team and you couldn't be prouder of you, your team and the support from your country.

You'd moved away from Singapore when you were 16 with your family to live in New York to be able to participate in the WNBA. You went to a high-school before getting into a college on a basketball scholarship. You played for your university team before being scouted for New York Liberty and playing with them.

Then you had the option in 2020, to start training for the summer Olympics in 2024 with a basketball team in Singapore, it was a lot of travel back and forth between American and Singapore to the point where you knew the first class air hostesses on all Qatar Airways flights.

Training for two separate teams was very hard however you had such a growth in fans over the past few years even being invited to the Met Gala and various other events that had you further in the eye of the media.

Tonight you were celebrating with the girls from your home team in Singapore. All your hard work had paid off and you were currently in one of Singapore's finest clubs.

You were at the bar, watching your friends dance with their partners who'd they'd invited along with them to see the game. You didn't have a special someone to celebrate with, just the girls but they of course were all occupied.

"What's a girl like you doing here by yourself!" a voice says next to you, making you look at the man who was sipping from a small glass he held.

"I'm not by myself, I'm with friends!" you explain looking over his soft features.

"Well, you've been here for an hour and you haven't spoken to anyone" he says making you laugh a little.

"So, what you've been watching me for the last hour? You want an NDA with me or something?" you chuckle not understanding this guys m-o.

"No, no I just thought I'd come over and say hello, I saw you win gold. Congratulations" he smiles offering you a drink which you take suspiciously until the bartender gives you a nod that it's safe.

"You were there?" you ask raising your voice a little above the music.

"Yeah, I was here for the race. Was given tickets from my team!" he answers and that when your drunk mind really looks over his features and you remembered seeing him on a Red Bull advertisement.

"Oh! You are a driver! In F1 right? Red Bull?" you ask looking over him again as you say it to make sure you don't sound stupid.

"Yes, how'd you know?" he asks with a laugh.

"You were on the can of my drink!" you smile, showing the can next to the JaeagerBomb you'd just inhaled.

"Both athletes then!" he smiles and you nod.

"Yep! How'd you find it with all the travelling?" you ask, knowing you'd struggled going between just Singapore and New York.

"It's hard, but seeing all the different places and people is what makes it so great" he smiles. The drinks start to get to you and in seconds you've grabbed his hand.

You took him onto the dance floor, letting your body do the talking as you danced against the man that was probably older than you'd normally go for but you'd had too many drinks to look at those fine details.

His dancing was awkward at first but eventually when he got into it you both weren't caring at the eyes or cameras on the pair of you having fun.

"Hey! We should so play one on one basketball one time!" you shout at him and he nods.

"I'll need your number for that handsome so i cant set a date!" you ask boldly and he nods, taking your phone and putting his number into it.

The rest for you and Sergio, was history.

y/user

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y/user: Clubbing after winning Gold met this random F1 driver? He brought me lots of drinks.

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schechoperez: I'm glad i bumped into you when you were hanging out with your team-mates alone...

-> y/user: hey I was partying!

->fan1: no way did Checo find her alone in the club, ITS Y/N Y/L/N

lewishamilton: I didn't have this match on my 2024 bingo card...

->fan2: not even Sir Lewis Hamilton could predict hot WNBA female with Mexican F1 driver.

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ohmyeyesmyeyes · 1 year ago

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what happened in switzerland?

mick schumacher x singer!f!reader

fc: gracie abrams bc i have no self control

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britishvogue: Singer y/n l/n recently attended a music festival in Australia after her break from social media and the public eye. In an interview conducted by a fan, she explained how she was excited to see what the future has in store and is looking forward to releasing new music after an inspiring trip to Switzerland this Winter.

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fan1: FINALLY MOTHER HAS RETURNED

fan2: get this woman a grammy immediately

fan3: pls she's so cute 😭

fan4: at this point i genuinely think i'm in love with her

fan5: this is amazing and all but i'm wondering why switzerland?

fan6: switzerland is actually very beautiful so it makes sense that she was inspired when she visited

fan7: fr like switzerland in the winter???? cold but GORGEOUS

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ynofficial: i feel like it'd be weird to ignore the fact that i kind of went offline for about a year and a half (and i only just found out that virtually nobody had seen me either) so i'm letting you guys know that i'm alive, well, happy, and writing again - and i'm so excited to announce that a new single, 'happy endings', will be released at midnight tonight!

also, have some (2) pictures from the last 18 months, photographed in my new happy place 🥰

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fan8: YOU LOOK SO HAPPY IM SO EXCITED

fan9: happy endings will either destroy my mental health or leave me a sobbing mess on the bathroom floor (wrong, it'll do both)

fan10: switzerland is officially on my bucket list of countries to visit

ynofficial: good girl👍👍👍👍

fan10: imdead 🧎🧎

fan11: i'm 🫶 so 🫶 proud 🫶 of 🫶 you 🫶

ynofficial: STOP YOU'RE MAKING ME BLUSH

georgerussell63: looking forward to hearing it!

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mickschumacher has posted to their story...

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mercedesamgf1: it's official: the boys are all in their 'happy endings' eras! 🥳

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fan12: came for the driving update, left knowing we can stan the merc boys

fan13: AS THEY BLOODY WELL SHOULD BE

fan14: idk bout you but mick is cheesing a little too hard at that question 😏

fan15: i thought that too, but he probably just has a little crush, bless his soul 🥰

fan16: i wasn't convinced but after i saw lewis likes her music, i listened to her recent single and omg it's actually incredible

fan17: is this the same y/n that mick posted about the other day?

fan18: yes!

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mercedesamgf1: familiar faces in the garage. fabioquatararo, tomholland2013 and ynofficial are attending the race on behalf of us (by popular demand 😉)

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fan19: i hope the drivers begged them to invite ynofficial 😞

mercedesamgf1: who says they didn't? 🤔

fan20: I BET IT WAS MICK

fan21: GIVE ME A TOM AND Y/N INTERACTION I'M BEGGING YOU

fan22: tom??? fabio is a literal motogp wc 😭

fan23: scraping for crumbs of y/n rn GIVE US EVERYTHING YOU HAVE

mercedesamgf1: 🫡

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ynofficial: thank you mercedesamgf1, this weekend has been INSANE!!! also, a massive shout out to mickschumacher for being the best tour guide 😁

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fan24: ok panic over *mops up forehead* 😌

fan25: aw i was kinda hoping they were dating, they'd be cute together 🥲

fan26: this^

fan27: the way they both looked like they were having fun 😊

fan28: PLS HIS FACE IT'S TOO CUTE AHHSDJF

fan29: omg she did a hot lap BABE WHO WAS THE DRIVER

ynofficial: mickshumacher!

fan30: oh. my. god.

mercedesamgf1: content coming soon 😉

fan31: i'm dying someone send helllllpppppp

fan32: why am i fighting the urge to squeal after that merc comment

fan33: no bc same that emoji defo implies something

mickshumacher: had an awesome time with you this weekend ☺️

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fan34: shooting his shot

fan35: yk what, i'd probably do the same

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mickschumacher: austria 😁

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fan36: hmm yeah they're probably dating let's be honest

fan37: but he was only her tour guide and it's kind of natural that he'd get photos of her, esp considering she was invited as a merc guest?

fan38: true but when has mick ever done that before?

fan37: i'm just saying, the last thing we want to do is assume things bc there's a perfectly reasonable excuse as to why they've been spending time together

fan39: FUCKING BROAD SHOULDERS 🫠🫠

fan40: i just know y/n took that 😭

fan41: kay but all those photos are just so cute

fan42: right???

callum_ilott: 🤨

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ynofficial: my new album 'STAYING AT SEB'S' is out next week and i'm so excited for you all to finally hear it!

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fan43: seb's? as in seb vettel's farm?

fan44: just how did you draw that conclusion????

fan43: bc she could be dating mick and seb owns a farm in switzerland and i'm pretty sure she knows daniel ricciardo through her manager who knows seb vettel. it's far-fetched but it's not impossible

fan45: if this is right...🤯

fan46: OMG I'M SO EXCITED I JUST SHIT MYSELF IN COSTCO

fan47: i'm gonna listen to this because i'm a massive fan of baby goats

ynofficial: omg i love that for you

fan48: is it a happy album or soul-crushingly depressing

ynofficial: 🤷

fan49: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN GIRLIE 💀

charles_leclerc: no bc i'm so excited

fan50: charles lmao

ynofficial: 🫶

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mickshumacher: happy two years, sweetheart 💗 there's never been a day i haven't been in complete awe of your existence; i love and appreciate you everyday

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fan51: oh. em. acca. gee.

fan52: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

fan53: I SHIP IT. I SHIP IT SO HARD

fan54: babe calm down, they've sailed already

fan55: i'm crying pls the way she looks at him HAS ME BLUSHING

georgerussell63: congrats to the happy couple!

estebanocon: about time our dts gossip session came to light 🤣

danielricciardo: fucking finally 😁

lewishamilton: 💜

fan56: the support from the drivers is melting meeeee

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ynofficial: happy 2 years to my favourite person, the love of my life, the most adorable human being ever created, and my best friend. it's been a blast so far and i'm loving every second of it 🥰

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fan57: can i ask if mick is the inspiration for 'happy endings'?

ynofficial: he's actually the inspiration for the whole album

fan58: he's so golden retriever

sebastianvettel: i can confirm this is true

danielricciardo: hello??? seb??? look at my texts

fan59: ok he's hot

fan60: THE MOTORBIKE AND THE ARMS 😭🥵

fan61: she's out here creating thirst traps of her bf

fan62: honestly if he looked like mick, i think i would too

fan63: WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'STAYING AT SEB'S'??????

ynofficial: SEB VETTEL

charles_leclerc: 😲

estebanocon: 😲

lewishamilton: 😲

danielricciardo: 😲

landonorris: 😲

ynofficial: kay wtf

#mick schumacher social media au #f1 social media au #mick schumacher oneshot

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whoops-im-obsessed · 4 months ago

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Everything I remember from mischief movie night last night!!

Last night (13/8/24) was 'In-Tents Love' a rom-com set in a summer camp for troubled youths featuring a Parisian anime scene. Because.. of course.

Henry Lewis Oscar!! Bro was having so much fun with this, he was just grinning at his castmates the whole time

Cast was Shields, Josh, Niall, Bryony, Susan and Ellie!

Started with someone suggesting Hull as a location which got a round of applause and Henry Lewis to say 'we never should have written that fucking line'

Whole cast were very scared by the anime suggestion

The movie started with a song which started with Niall singing 'IM TROUBLED' and everyone sung about what they'd done to end up here and that there's gonna be troubleeee for me! And troubleeee for you!

Shout out to the late comers in the front row who got pointed at and told there would be trouble for them

Niall (Bobby) hugs things so hard they die

Bryony (Mary Sue) sets stuff on fire and lives alone in a tent

Josh (Tommy) I actually don't remember

Susan (Sue?? Was referred mostly to as mystery girl) seemed to be there for no reason

And Ellie (token Penelope) stole 1000 bees

Shields (Richard) was in charge of the camp

After the song Bobby and Tommy had a conversation and it was implied that they would be the love interests until it was revealed that Bobby killed Tommy's dog by hugging it too hard, still were potential love interests until Bobby said 'how's dad?' And Oscar had to call a pause and yell 'THEYRE BROTHERS'

The other characters are getting to know each other by the river, Mary Sue sets a fire and Mystery girl (who maybe had a name by now idk) doesn't know what it is and kept touching it (fire admirably played by Niall and the blue cloth)

Its revealed that Penelope has a crush on Tommy! The others tell her she needs to go for it. She decides she's gonna give him a dead bee.

It is revealed in this scene that mystery girl is here for a reason and its actually because she has loads of underage sex

Cue Josh joined quickly by Shields and Niall chanting 'sex~' while doing a camp little dance

Cut to a directors (Josh) interview where he was asked why he decided to have 3 grown men chanting sex in the back of this scene and he said he went to an all boys boarding school and that's just what they did there. He was promptly arrested.

The girls sing a song about the birds and the bees which turned into a sing along chorus where we all had to go 'what about beeees? What about beeees? What about bees? And Birds!'

Bobby and Tommy are about to have a breakthrough and say they love eachother when Penelope goes along and interrupts the brotherly bonding by giving Tommy a dead bee on a piece of string as a ring. He is disgusted and then into it and they go on a date.

Bobby is heartbroken bc he has a crush on Penelope and Richard gives him some advice - you miss all the shots you don't take. During this they were playing basketball and Richard was very good and didn't let anyone else have a turn. When Bobby did have a turn he missed.

It turns out Richard read Bobby's diary to learn about his crush and the Parisian anime scene is him trying to find it - cue Shields doing dramatic moves and a strong French accent trying to find 'La Diary!!!' When he found it, it granted him 'POWER'

The bee was apparently 'Einstein's bee' and when asked to explain, the director said he sneezed on the keyboard and kept it in, he was then asked where the bodies were.

The next scene started with Tommy doing an odd ballet dance which Oscar promptly paused

Tommy and Penelope were on their date on a boat, during the set up for this scene Bryony whacked Ellie in the head with a walking stick (oops)

Penelope only knows how to row in circles

The two talk and Penelope is too eager, telling Tommy she loves him, he doesn't like this and jumps off the boat and swims away. Penelope gets stuck going in circles.

Cut to Bobby and Mary Sue having a nice chat, they decide to be friends and sing a song about how amazing it is to be friends! This is interrupted by Tommy who asks Mary Sue on a date and Bobby is broken hearted a second time

Neither Josh nor Susan remembered Mary Sue's name and tried several ways to get around it, interrupted by Oscar, until they ended up saying she had 'Marie energy'

Mary Sue and Tommy go on a fishing date where Mary Sue throws rocks into the river to kill the fish. Tommy says how much he likes her and She doesn't like it and runs away.

Penelope is distraught and goes to Richard for advice, she's upset that everyone is pairing off and she doesn't have anyone. There's an interlude where Richard is met by Lord Gerald who runs all of the summer camps and wanted to check up on him. It seems there may be something there until the police arrive questioning Richard's intentions - Oscar interrupts this so it doesn't descend into madness and the scene continues with Gerald repeating Richard's name several times, as up until this point he didn't have one.

When Gerald leaves, Penelope is upset because Richard was supposed to be giving her advice! He gives her the same advice as he gave Bobby and its a sweet scene until she eats the bee and spits it back out. She takes a shot with the basketball and also misses.

The girls meet up by the river again and agree that boys are bad. The mystery girl introduces the concept of lesbianism and Mary Sue has a bit of a realisation - this looks like it might turn into another song until Bobby interrupts to say Tommy is hanging off the balcony

Tommy is upset and claims the balcony is his safe space - everyone agrees this is not a very safe space actually.

They try to calm him down and Bobby eventually tells Tommy he loves him, they get Tommy down and they have a hug, which doesn't kill anything this time.

Its revealed that Richard has actually been reading everyone's diaries and was trying to get them all to have sex the whole time. He learns about the concept of familial love and decides to turn himself in

The kids decide they aren't gonna go back to their horrible home lives and that they're just gonna stay at camp actually, they learn they can choose their own family and its very sweet

It ends with a song about the birds and the bees again, which goes 'the birds and the bees, the bees and the bees! What ever you please at summer camp!'

#mischief theatre #mischief comedy #mischief movie night #mmni #mmn #the other palace #the other palace theatre #henry lewis #henry shields #ellie morris #bryony corrigan #josh elliot #susan harrison #niall ransome #goes wrong show

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accio-sriracha · 1 year ago

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Clashing Teeth- Wolfstar

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Remus and Sirius have been fighting, a lot.

It started when Remus had called Sirius a slut after he had snogged Emmaline Vance at a party. Sirius openly and proudly admits to being one but he didn't think Remus needed to say it like it was such a terrible word.

So Sirius, ever the petty revenge queen that he was, decided to fight back. And they have been, nonstop, for two weeks.

Eventually the others had had enough, they couldn't watch this go on any longer. James forced them both into the common room, surrounded by all of their friends,

"The two of you have been at each other's throats for two weeks now, what the hell is going on?" He demanded.

Sirius snorted, "Well, Prongs. I think Moons and I have been 'at each other's throats' because he's too afraid to admit something."

Remus glared at him, "And what might that be, Pads?" He scowled.

Sirius sighed, "Well there's multiple things." He gave Remus a meaningful look, "But the one I'm referring to now would be that you're secretly jealous of all the girls I'm pulling."

"I am not."

"That isn't what I gathered from you last night when we got into that fight about-"

Remus jumped up from the couch, pulling out his wand, "I will hex you right now!" He threatened,

Peter stepped between them, holding out his hands, "Woah! Guys, come on! What is this? You two have never acted like this before!"

"You want to tell them what's changed, Pads?" Remus called, still furious, "Cause I think everyone in here would like to know what's got you acting like an arsehole."

"Oh, I'm the arsehole here? I'm not the one who's jealous! If it's really that big of a deal, why don't you go out there and snog someone yourself?" Sirius shouted back. Remus' glare was cold enough to kill a man,

"Is that really what you think the solution is here? I should just go snog a bunch of people?"

"Well it's not like you're fucking dating anyone is it?" Sirius' voice suddenly broke. He turned to James, "I'm done with this conversation." He stood and stormed out of the room.

Everyone was silent, Dorcas cleared her throat after a few minutes had past, "Rem, I'm gonna be honest, I don't think any of us understood any of that." She told him. Remus groaned and sunk back down onto the couch, his head in his hands.

"Look, Remus, whatever is going on between you two can be worked out, but I don't think you're really listening to each other." Lily sat down beside him, her voice kind, "Maybe just try to hear what he's telling you."

"I know what he's telling me. That's the problem." He muttered, rubbing at his temples, "It's him who's not listening every time I tell him that I just don't think it's possible to work things out his way."

"What even started this?" Alice asked. Peter gave a nervous laugh,

"He, uh... He called Sirius a slut." He explained. Alice stared blanky,

"I thought Sirius calls himself that too?"

Peter nodded, "He does, but... well-"

"But I meant it." Remus spat, the muscles in his jaw tight, "I said it to hurt him."

"Oh." Alice looked down, stepping back next to Frank again.

"Why don't you go talk to him, Moons, maybe you can figure out a compromise." James offered. Remus laughed,

"This is the compromise." He shook his head, "He gets to do his fucking random people thing and..." He looked away, "Well, we're both compromising, okay? Neither of us is willing to give in."

"What are your options?" Dorcas asked, "Maybe we can help you both decide?"

Remus shook his head again, "No, this is between Sirius and I." He stood, turning to the stairs, "I'm going to bed, I'll see you all in the morning."

He closed the curtains around his four poster, not wanting James or Peter to bug him like they inevitably will. He understood they all don't like seeing him and Sirius fight, but this just wasn't something they could help with.

Remus thought back to the look on Sirius' face, the hurt in his eyes when he'd brought up the dating thing.

The issue they'd been having was they were secretly sleeping together... a lot. They had sex even more than they fought. It was amazing, probably one of the greatest things Remus had ever experienced, even better than chocolate after the full moon.

But Sirius wanted more than that, he wanted a relationship, a fully exclusive, everyone knowing about them, holding hands in the corridor kind of relationship. And Remus didn't think he was ready for that.

Sirius was understanding, of course, he'd never want to out Remus to their friends if Remus wasn't comfortable. But Remus kept denying he was gay at all, just that Sirius happened to be really good at sex.

After that, Sirius made the decision that if they weren't exclusive, he'd start seeing other people too. Remus was pretty sure he was just hurt that Remus didn't want to be with him, but he didn't say that. They continued this way for the last two weeks, taking out their frustrations on each other through loud arguments and lots of sex.

Neither of them were willing to let up, but neither of them wanted the sex to stop either, so they just kept fighting. Sirius refused to stop sleeping with other people if Remus didn't want to be with him, even just in secret, and Remus refused to be in a relationship because he wasn't gay.

The night of the party he'd snapped in front of everyone, calling Sirius a slut. He'd been angry, furious at the thought other people's lips on him, other people holding him the way that Remus was meant to hold him.

The door swung open, slamming into the wall. He knew immediately who it was, it was the same way Sirius had been walking into the room for the last two weeks, full of pent up rage and hunger.

"Remus." His voice was low, dangerous.

Remus opened the curtains and got out of bed, standing in front of him and drawing himself to his full height. He looked down at Sirius, his eyes searching his face.

He knew what he would usually find there, an expression that mimicked his own swirling emotions. But Sirius wasn't like that this time, his anger was gone, he looked up at Remus with eyes filled with so much hurt,

"Why don't you want me?" He asked quietly.

Remus faltered, he'd forgotten during this short time they'd spent like this that Sirius was still his best friend, before their relationship turned so physical, Sirius was Sirius. He felt his heart soften immediately,

"Pads-" He whispered, pulling him into a hug. Sirius sniffed, burying his face into Remus' shoulder,

"I know you aren't looking for a relationship and- and I've been trying to accept that... But it feels like everytime we do this I'm losing you. Like it's not us anymore."

Remus sighed and pulled back just enough to get him to look up, "I love you." He whispered, "You're my best friend and you always will be. I'm sorry I've been so cold recently."

"I'm sorry too." Sirius shook his head, "I knew how angry it made you to see me with them, I should have never tired to hurt you that way."

Remus swallowed. He glanced down at the floor, "Sirius-" He whispered, his voice breaking, "I was angry because I don't want you to be with any of those people. I-" He took a deep breath, "I want you to be with me. Just me. I want to be your... your boyfriend."

Sirius' eyes widened, a flicker of hope Remus hadn't seen for two weeks reigniting, "What?"

"I think I'm in love with you. I'm sorry I've been too scared to say it, I didn't know what I wanted and it terrified me. But I know that I love you, and that I always have. And I want to spend every minute of my day loving you."

"Really?" He whispered. Remus nodded,

"Really."

Sirius leaned up and kissed him, and for the first time it wasn't gripping shirts and clashing teeth, it was soft, careful and full of love. Remus melted into it, he didn't want to hate himself for wanting this anymore. Sirius Black loved him, and that was the best thing he could ever ask for.

"So... you really want this?" He gestured between them, "You want to be my boyfriend?"

Remus nodded, "I do." He smiled and kissed him again, "I want to kiss you like this and not care who sees us."

Sirius beamed up at him, "I thought you didn't want other people to know?"

Remus lifted a shoulder, "I was scared, but I don't want to hide the part of me that loves you anymore."

Sirius intertwined their fingers, "So... we can tell the others sometime?" He asked. Remus nodded towards the door,

"We can tell them now, if you want." He saw the look on Sirius' face and knew he was dying to share the news with them.

Sirius immediatley tugged his hand, pulling him down the stairs and into the common room.

"Oh, thank Merlin you're both okay. I thought Pads went up there to kill you." James sighed, wiping a hand over his forehead.

"So you guys really are okay now?" Peter asked, glancing between them skeptically as though he was waiting for them to break into a fight any second now. Sirius nodded, his smile bright enough to light up the room,

"Better then okay."

Marlene shot a glance down at their hands, then at Remus' own shy smile. She gasped dramatically, "No way!" She shouted, "And you never even told us?!"

Remus cleared his throat, "Well, it's a little complicated." He laughed.

Peter raised an eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"

"The fighting, the slamming doors, the glaring, it all makes so much sense now!" She rambled on. Dorcas placed a hand on her arm,

"Marls, in english please?" She laughed.

"They've been secretly having sex! I knew it was sexual tension I was sensing between you two!"

The rest of the group gasped and turned back to them, most eyeing their hands with new eyes,

"Is that true?" James asked. Sirius smiled brightly again,

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Remus John Lupin..." He glanced at him, his eyes filled with awe, "My boyfriend."

Gasps and cheers erupted from their friends. Lily immediatley stood up to throw her arms around them both,

"I'm so happy for you!" She laughed, hugging them tightly. Frank held up his hands,

"Wait, wait, wait. Remus is gay?" He asked incredolously.

Sirius nervously looked at him again. Remus took in a deep breath and nodded,

"Yeah." He tried to sound confident, "I am."

The group congratulated them, James immediatley gushing to Lily about all the double date possibilities.

Marlene and Dorcas hugged them, letting them know they were proud to have them in the club.

The rest of the night was spent just like old times, talking and laughing until it was really late and everyone was yawning.

The only difference now was Remus was allowed to touch Sirius and not feel guilty for it, he ran his fingers through his hair, kissing his cheek every once in a while.

They went to sleep in Remus' bed that night, not needing to keep it a secret or worry about being caught.

Remus had never been happier.

~~~♤~~~

#harry potter #marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #remus lupin #remus x sirius #sirius black #wolfstar headcanon #jealous remus #sirius black is a drama queen #light angst #Internal homophobia #remus is bad at feelings #they're so silly

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khaopybara · 2 months ago

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Ok I have written and rewritten this trying to get all my thoughts together about affair so l apologize if im all over the place.

I am glad that wan ran away and im actually having second thoughts about wanting them to be together. One part of me understands and accepts that pleng has been slower at realizing her own feeling for wan (it happens) while wan has been all in since they were kids. The other half of me wants to slap pleng and shout at her "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE ONE FOOT OUT THE DOOR, CANT YOU SEE HOW MUCH WAN LOVES YOU!?!?" THIS WOMAN MARRIED A GUY SHE DIDNT EVEN LOVE TO KEEP HER PROMISE TO PLENG AND HAD HOPED THAT PLENG WOULD SEE THEIR WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENT!!! Admittedly a little extreme but I guess that's love!

During the entirety of pleng reading wans letter I was like "mhm yep" "so right" "exactly!" Wan said it all perfectly imo.

I feel like wan should only accept her back and forgive her if she agrees to go to both individual and couples therapy.

(also that tattoo shop was as busy as deane's 😆)

-🤫

In a similar manner, I've also written and rewritten this lol but I've been having so many feelings about WanPleng and Affair for the past couple of weeks, like seriously. And mind you, I will make no sense in this post. I'll sound like an hypocrite at times, but trust the process.

There was not even one character in Affair that didn't piss me off at some point.

Pleng pushes the protagonist privilege with me the most, and Wan has probably annoyed me the least.

But also, gotta give credit where credit is due (I suppose). The name of the show is Affair, so from the very beginning, I assumed they'd be problematic and not your usual GL sweet protagonists. I did expect it to be a more problematic-together thing, though, as in them actually being part of the affair (I could go on a full rant about Eek, but I'll stop myself), but instead, we got emotionally immature and stagnant former rich kid Pleng running away from every single one of her problems and coming up with solutions (that involve Wan) completely by herself without consulting anyone first. And it's not exactly an insecurity thing she developed for losing both of her parents + her wealth. She has done that since they were kids. It feels like an entitlement she has over Wan's life from day one.

On the other hand, we got overachiever Plengpleasing Wan who has tricked an already emotionally constipated and loveless Eek into dating and marrying her just bc Pleng told her to do it. She has always made her intentions so clear to Pleng, but I also wish she had used her words more, especially after they became adults.

They both need so much therapy and counselling, because if they stay together, it'll only be because they have this wrong notion that they are only able to love each other in this lifetime. And it's an insecure love, because in that letter, you can hear how much resentment she still has for Pleng leaving.

And mind you, I say this with love! They are extremely unhealthy to each other, and Wan's mom is kind of right when she says Pleng clouds Wan's perspective. They love each other unhealthily and at this point, they both deserve each other (and it's not like their options are good with a bunch of dudes who are all pain the asses. I'm not even kidding, not even one of them if a good fit. I didn't even remember who that Frank guy was and then remembered he's the one in the bike who I thought wanted Pleng first and then saw that Wan became a pretty teenager!!! And decided to switch his attentions to her instead.)

Anyway. I love them, and I hope they learn the magic of words and therapy and solve their issues. (Maybe they should get a therapist to every character, too.) Or maybe not. Stay unhealthy girls, but be unhealthy to others and not each other, alright?

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heyyyy!!! how are you? :) could you do prompt 53 with Alex turner please ?🫶🏼

A/N hey my lovely I'm good thank you for asking of course I can and here it is on with the showww Idk what it is about Paris and my alex prompts but it's another one where they're in paris. sorry it's short I was struggling a bit.

PROMPT 53: “I’ll keep you safe.”

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It was a hectic day for me I didn't stop, this morning Alex was gone for soundcheck waking up to an empty bunk on the tour bus so I decided to go and sight see keeping my mind off of him because I'm an ultimate worrier that something happened to the ones I love the most.

After sight seeing I went and got some lunch racking up some hunger as I hadn't had breakfast either we were in paris at the minute so I went to a sweet little cafe with a view of the eiffel tower and ate outside as the weather was nice too.

Then after lunch I made my way to meet Amelie a friend who I hadn't seen in years, she had moved out here after uni after a lack of PR jobs available and we had both got so wrapped up in our lives that we didn't have time to see eachother but she was free too so it felt right to see her.

"Y/n how are you sweet?" Amelie exclaimed as soon as she saw me come into view running straight up to hug me. "I'm good! I'm good!" I say reciprocating the hug. "What are you doing in paris mon cheri? surely you've not moved here." She asks breaking the hug now just holding a grasp on my shoulders. "No! No! I haven't moved out here, just visiting." I say concealing the truth. "Well! we must go shopping then go out tonight. There's a concert I'm going to tonight, they're big! You'd love it. You're not here on your own are you? Being a girl out here on her own can't be easy." she asks. "No, I'm not out here on my own. I'm actually with my boyfriend and his friends." "Invite them! We could do with the extra hands to hold our bags" "errr... It's not that easy Am, they would probably be down to go out tonight though, just not to the concert, maybe after?" I say once again concealing the truth that my boyfriend is in a big band, and they're performing in a stadium tonight, the concert she's going to. And the fact that they'd be bombarded by fans, if they were to just wander the streets with us.

"Why isn't it that easy" "errr well you see, my boyfriends in a band, they're touring at the minute, that's why I'm in paris." "Oh. You mean YOU'RE the girlfriend all the arctic monkeys fans are talking about" "shush shush. no need to shout. But yes, yes I am." "Oh my god! Why didn't you tell me Y/n, this is huge news. First you have a boyfriend, next you're like in with a famous circle. You'll have to introduce me to him because he clearly means a lot to you, I remember when we were in Uni and you said you'd never date a famous person. He clearly must be special"

"Alex and I don't like to say he's famous makes him too pretentious, he heard us talking one time on the phone and thought you sounded pretentious" "It's what the paris lifestyle does to you, It makes you pretentious, everyone here is. too glam for my liking" "that's what I said"

"yeah, well you'd be right, I'm missing the U.k" "You'll have to come to sheffield with us, It'll humble you so much. Might be the break you're looking for, we'll be back that way in a few months." "I wish I could but emille needs me here, to look after the house, he's away too much and we're not rich enough to afford housekeepers." "Fuck Emille you know he's not good for you" "Yeah, I know. I'm leaving him when he comes back next month I caught him cheating, I'm just waiting for an apartment to come available" "Oh! come back to the UK live with me in London, My apartment is rarely ever used since I'm always with Alex, Rent will be super cheap aswell. PR jobs are super available now, I know the whole reason you moved out here was the amount of PR jobs that weren't available, but I've been looking for myself ones that I can work from home on due to being on tour with Alex and Theres tonnes available," "really?" "really Am!" "oh you are such a doll. I love you" "I know. but seriously, I'm gonna be back home in a few months I'll stay with you for a few months make sure you're settled and you know the area and then I'm off again" "I appreciate you so much thank you"

"No worries, come see Alex with me?" "Absolutely, wouldn't dream of not coming. Let's go shopping for some outfits for tonight" "let's hop to it" ⋆｡°✩

We shopped for a few hours before returning back to her flat and we got changed before heading out to the stadium in a Taxi. "où les filles?" (where to girls) the taxi driver asked "stade de france s'il vous plait" (stadium of france please) I replied making amelie laugh "what?" "nothing, You've changed I wasn't even aware you could speak french and you sound so different in french a lot less than your scouse accent." "well, Alex has been teaching me french, we've decided we're residing here when he's finished with tour, and People change Amelie" "yeah well it suits you." "thank you" I said looking at her with a smile on my face.

It doesn't take that long until we're there and I'm running around the back to go see Alex. "Y/N, BABE!!!" Alex shouts waving to me "Alex, I missed you, this is Amelie. My bestfriend from Uni, she lives here" "Thats nice, ravi de vous rencontrer, je suis le petit ami d'Alex Y/ns, à quoi ça ressemble de vivre ici ?" (nice to meet you I'm alex Y/ns boyfriend, whats it like living here?) "Oh no, I can speak english, I'm not fully french. Nice to meet you too though, I've heard a lot of great things about you from Y/n, and it's okay makes you a bit too pretentious though" Amelie says shaking Alex's hand when he offers it. "Yeah, told her a lot about you. She's just been cheated on so she's moving into my apartment when we get back to england. I'll stay there with her for a few months or weeks depends on how long she takes to get settled, then we're moving in together." Alex just nods along to what I say, I think he's just too buzzed about going on stage to care right now.

"come on Amelie I'll take you to get a drink and then to the bus to get some merch" I say "I'll come with you two too." Alex says grabbing my hand with me stepping to my left, while Amelie is on my right.

We get to the bar and all of a sudden there is crowds around us, making my claustrophobia highten. And Alex just squeezes my hand tighter pulls me into his chest and whispers in my ear "Dont worry darling, I'll keep you safe, I've got you"

#alex turner x reader #alex turner x you #alex turner fluff #alex turner x oc #alex turner fic #alex turner #arctic monkeys concert #arctic monkeys #alex turner imagine #alex turner x y/n

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braveclementine · 6 months ago

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Chapter 10

Warnings: 18+ readers only, mentions of nudity

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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"𝖂𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 taking to Slughorn's Christmas Party?" Trang asked as we sat down in the library.

"Er- probably no one." I muttered, "Why?"

"That Zabini guy seems like a bit of a er, option." Trang smirked though she looked a bit sour.

I snorted, "Yeah. . . Who are you bringing?"

Trang rolled her eyes, "I'm not going."

"You're not!?" I was legitimately surprised.

Trang smirked again. "Nope. Oliver's not here, I'm not going."

"Got it!" I nearly shouted and Madam Pince's head swiveled towards me and I quickly ducked my head. "We go together." I hissed.

Trang looked at me for a second and then said, "True, alright then."

"You agree?" I asked.

"Well, we're both dating other people that we can't go with so we should just go with each other." Trang said simply, pulling Transfiguration homework towards her and dipping her quill in ink. Then she looked at her quill, wrinkling her nose, "You know, in America, we used pens, and they are much easier to write with."

"I used pens my first year here." I said, smirking. "Believe me, it's best to use quills."

Trang shrugged, "I'll take your word on that."

Suddenly, Hermione entered the library, in a huffy mood.

"Guess she just left Ron and Lavender." I muttered under my breath to Trang who glowered with anger. She, like me, didn't particularly like Ron at this moment.

Ron and Lavender had been dating for about a week or so now. Every time I saw them, they were kissing, wrapped around each other. Harry seemed quite embarrassed by that and whenever Hermione saw it, she disappeared. I had the strangest urge to hit him every time that I saw him, though I knew this was just a step so that he could get to the true relationship he was meant to be in.

"Hi Hermione!" I said brightly. "We were just talking about the Christmas party, are you taking anyone yet?"

"No." Hermione replied huffily, pulling our arithmancy charts and books. Trang and I exchanged a look and quickly turned to our homework.

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𝕬 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖘 later, I headed to the library and saw that Hermione and Harry were sitting at a wooden table aways away. I quickly hurried over, sitting down as Harry said, ". . . all the owls were being searched. So how come these girls are able to bring love potions into school? Hi Liz."

"Fred and George send them disguised as perfumes and cough potions, it's part of their Owl Order Service." Hermione said.

"Hello Harry." I replied, pulling out my charms book.

"You know a lot about it." Harry said.

Hermione gave him a nasty look and said, "it was all on the back of the bottles they showed Ginny, Trang, and me in the summer. I don't go around putting potions in people's drinks. . . or pretending to, either, which is just as bad. . ."

I rolled my eyes, "It was just a tactic Hermione."

"Never mind that. The point is, Filch is being fooled, isn't he? These girls are getting stuff into the school disguised as something else! So why couldn't Malfoy have brought the necklace into the school-?" Harry started and Hermione immediately shut him down.

"Oh, Harry. . . not that again. . ."

"Come on, why not?" Harry demanded.

"Look, Secrecy Sensors detect jinxes, curses, and concealment charms, don't they? They're used to find Dark Magic and Dark objects. They'd have picked up a powerful curse, like the one on that necklace, within seconds. But something that's just been put in the wrong bottle wouldn't register- and anyway, love potions aren't Dark or dangerous-"

"-easy for you to say." Harry muttered.

"-so it would be down to Filch to realize it wasn't a cough potion, and he's not a very good wizard. I doubt he can tell one potion from-"

Hermione cut off and I quickly flipped Harry's book closed so Madam Pince wouldn't see the writing upon the pages.

"The library is now closed. Mind you return anything you have borrowed to the correct shelf." Madam Pince said, gliding past our table. We gathered our things so that we could leave.

"Look," I said as Madam Pince moved past the wooden table and farther down the bookcases, stuffing my charms book into my bag. "Let's say for arguments sake, Draco's the Death Eater. Who says he brought it to Hogwarts at all? If, hypothetically, he was a Death Eater, he could easily have someone in Hogsmeade. Polyjuice potion, disguises, even the imperius curse. You should see if anyone in Hogsmeade has been acting funny, perhaps Dumbledore would know Harry."

We exited the library doors.

"But the necklace is expensive." Hermione argued.

"Well, the Malfoys are rich." I replied.

"And Borgin seemed scared of this Greyback character." Harry said. "Maybe he gave it to Malfoy for free."

"It's all speculation." I replied, "Until we find more clues or until we uncover something more at least."

I headed off in the direction of the Hufflepuff common room and doubled back to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, knocking before I entered.

Severus smiled at me gently as I entered the office. Standing next to him was Professor Dumbledore. I hesitated in the doorway awkwardly, my cheeks turning red.

"Hello Miss Kane." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling behind his glasses. "Please close the door behind you."

I did as he said but stayed near the door, looking from Severus to Dumbledore.

"Now, I believe you and Severus are going to have a child?" Dumbledore asked cheerfully and very bluntly.

"Ah, yes sir." I said, my cheeks turning a brighter color. I wondered what he was thinking about.

"And Severus has told you that a spell will be done in order to hide the figure?" Dumbledore asked in a slightly gentler voice.

"Yes sir."

"Very well." Dumbledore said, taking out his wand. I noticed that the black hand was still quite black and I glanced at Severus for half a second. "Now." Dumbledore said, approaching me, "the spell won't have to be reapplied, but at the time of birth, the spell will drop, revealing the bump. It gives a five minute warning before water breaking and then, hopefully, you'll be in the hospital wing before long."

"Thank you." I mumbled, extremely embarrassed now.

Dumbledore stepped backwards and I noticed that my stomach had shrunk quite a bit and was more pleased than before. "Congratulations you two." He smiled and then left the office, the door closing behind him with a quiet snap.

"That was horrible." I murmured after a second.

"Did it hurt?" Severus asked, coming towards me, his black cloak trailing out behind him.

"No, I was just. . . well embarrassed. I mean, we're married, I shouldn't. I think I'll feel better once I'm seventeen." I sighed, putting a hand on my stomach and feeling the comparative flatness.

Severus gently tugged at my hand, putting it around his neck and then took my other hand in his, wrapping his other arm around my waist. I leaned my head on his shoulder and smiled a little.

"Do you remember dancing in December, two years ago in the Forbidden Forest?" He whispered along the top of my head.

I smiled a little, "A bit hard to forget."

"That was the first time you told me you loved me." He said, but he didn't sound amused like I thought he would.

"Yes." I said simply.

He was silent for a moment. "I love you."

Now I was silent for a moment, savoring the words floating on the air. "I love you too." I whispered after a long moment.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed." Severus said gently. "As a matter of fact, Dumbledore seems a bit- overly enthusiastic perhaps about the whole thing."

"Does anyone else know?" I asked curiously.

"Well he's never kept a secret from Professor McGonagall." Severus sighed, leading me slowly over to the bed.

I groaned, "I forgot, I was supposed to practice human transfiguration for class in a couple of days."

"Oh?" He questioned, slowly lowering himself over me on the bed, "and what part of the body, may I ask, are you changing?" His fingers trailed down from my neck to the V-shaped end of my shirt.

"The eyebrow color." I said with a smile. "Wonder if Tonks ever used her Metamorphmagus powers to cheat in human transfiguration?"

Severus rolled his eyes, undoing the buttons of my shirt with one hand, the other around the back of my head. "Probably."

"Why don't you like Aurors?" I asked curiously. "I might be one. . . will that be a problem?" I asked, smiling slightly.

"Most definitely." Severus said, lowering his lips to my breasts, moving his lips softly against my skin side to side.

I laughed quietly. The movement felt wonderful. "Will you give me an honest answer now?"

"To why I don't like Aurors? Or if there will be a problem if you become an Auror?" Severus asked, his head still bent but I saw the flicker of a smile.

"Why you don't like Aurors." I asked amused, shivering a little as I felt his teeth slightly graze over my nipple.

"Because," he whispered, "they didn't like me first."

I smirked. "Well then, I'll be a first."

"You always were a first." He whispered mysteriously and without another word, we disappeared under the sheets.

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𝕴 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 the small mirror on my desk, trying to block out the distracting noises of the other students. I heard Hermione laughing unkindly and I looked up and saw that Ron had given himself, through Transfiguration, a red handlebar mustache.

I looked back into the mirror, rolling my eyes. Sure, Ron was a rude, selfish, ignorant bastard, but did Hermione really have to be so childish about it? We were sixteen for Merlins sake and the two of them were fighting like they were still eleven.

Maybe it was the fact that I was going to be a mother and felt much older than them that set me apart from the others. Or perhaps it was the childish characteristic of her attitude. What she should have done, was ignore him. Get a boyfriend, a real one, and walked away from Ron instead of trying to make him jealous and angry.

I concentrated on the eyebrows, trying to change the color. I closed my eyes, focusing on turning them green.

"Lovely, Miss Kane." Professor McGonagall's voice said and I opened my eyes and saw that the eyebrows were a bright green. I also realized my hand was hurting from squeezing my wand so tightly and I quickly dropped my wand on the desk.

With a wave of her wand, Professor McGonagall turned my eyebrows back to their normal brown color and I was to try again and then turn them back on my own this time. I set to work on doing so.

Professor McGonagall walked around to the front of the class to address us, asking questions. Hermione raised her hand every time, like we always did. But I did not raise mine.

No, I watched Ron in the back of the classroom as he imitated her, to make her feel horrible and to amuse Lavender and Parvati.

Hermione was nearly in tears by the time class had ended. Harry gathered up her things, following her out of the classroom. Everyone else got up in a more orderly fashion, chattering indifferently as they left the classroom. Ron and Lavender were hanging onto each other like the way an octopus clung to its prey. I just wasn't sure which one was the prey yet.

I shoved my things into my bag angrily. Professor McGonagall had retired behind her desk. I wanted to ask her how she hadn't noticed Ron mocking Hermione but kept my mouth shut. I wasn't a Professor or even an equal to her stature. There was no way I was going to criticize her.

I slung my light bag across my shoulders and made my way out of the room, closing the door behind me. I walked down to the Great Hall for dinner.

I sat across from Trang at the Ravenclaw table. She had her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework out, trying to aimlessly eat a piece of steak while looking intently upon the diagrams. Her glasses kept slipping down her nose.

"How's that going?" I asked, setting my bag aside and pulling over the hot chicken wings.

"Hmm?" She asked, not really taking notice in who she was talking to. I grinned, biting into the wing and she looked up. "Oh! Sorry! Distracted, that's all."

"Not distracted. Concentrating." I said, eyes watering and quickly took a swig of milk. I'd never seen milk on the Hogwarts tables before. Or perhaps I just was never paying attention because pumpkin juice was a wizard drink.

Trang observed me for a second and then slid the charts back into her bag. "Do you still want to go to Slughorn's party?"

"Have to." I said. "I'd like to stay in bed with Sev, but he's going to be at the party and that's how it has to unfold so I'll go and just leave a little early, that's all."

"Alright then." Trang said with a shrug. "He's okay with the two of us going together, isn't he?"

I shrugged, "I didn't tell him. I didn't think it was relevant."

Trang looked like she wanted to say something but instead continued to eat.

"Should I have told him?" I asked anxiously, abandoning my chicken wings and wiping my fingers on a napkin.

Trang paused, a piece of steak on her fork before her lips. "I don't know. I'm not married."

"Thanks." I said, slightly bitter. But it wasn't like I was married either. A hand fluttered to my stomach.

"Are you alright?" Trang asked in concern, her eyebrows scrunching together.

"Fine." I whispered, "I'm going to go see Severus."

Trang opened her mouth as I got up from the table, looking distressed. But she didn't say anything, closing her mouth, as I grabbed my bag and headed for Severus' room.

I knocked before entering. He was alone, wearing his usual robes as though there was no party tonight.

"You're going to Slughorn's Christmas party looking like that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and dropping my bag down by the bed.

He glared at me. "I wasn't aware I was going to the party."

I shrugged. "All I know is that you end up there. I don't know the particular reason that you do."

"And are you going like that?" He asked, smirking and pointing to my school robes.

"Nope!" I said brightly. "I have a dress."

"Who are you going with?" Severus asked in a light, curious tone.

"Trang." I stated. "Since we're both dating people we can't go with, we decided to go with each other as friends."

"Fair enough." Severus said in what he obviously thought was a easy voice. However, he was much more pleased than he let on.

"The baby kicked." I said suddenly, going and pulling out the blue dress that I was going to wear.

"What?" Severus asked, sounding startled and looked up so fast I heard his neck crack. I tucked in my lips so I didn't laugh. He grabbed his neck, groaning.

"I said the baby kicked, when I was at dinner." I said, holding the dress up to my body.

I heard the scraping of a chair and footsteps. Severus came to stand behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder and putting both of his hands on my stomach where the bump should have been.

I felt her- just a guess- kick on the inside and there was an expression on Severus' face I'd never seen before. I couldn't even place it. Joy? Pride?

His smile was more genuine than it had been in a long time. Recently, under stress, his smiles had been forced. But this smile. . . we were going to be a family. Feeling the baby just made it more real.

The baby kicked again and Severus laughed, a real laugh too. I put a hand over his, pressing it to my stomach. I looked at our reflection in the mirror.

"You're going to be a great father." I said softly.

Severus smiled, our eyes meeting in the mirror. He pressed his lips to my cheek, his eyes still on our reflection.

I pulled away slowly, getting dressed for the party. The blue dress clung to my skinny frame in a flattering way.

"Can you zip me up?" I asked softly, braiding my hair to put up into a bun. Severus fingers lightly touched my back and then I felt the dress shift as he did the zipper up. "Thanks." I said, sticking pearl bobby pins into the elaborate bun.

"You look lovely." Severus whispered, wrapping his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes, feeling extremely tired all of a sudden.

"Thank you." I said and then leaned away to bend down and pick up my shoes. "I'll see you soon, okay?" I reached up and kissed him on the lips and then slipped out of his office and made my way to the Great Hall.

Outside the doors, I met Trang who was wearing a black dress with gold jewelry. She'd removed her glasses for the night, giving her a very sophisticated, older look.

"You look lovely." Trang said brightly and I returned compliments. We set down the hallway towards Slughorn's office.

"Harry's bringing Luna." I said. "But I'm sure you've heard of that by now considering your in Ravenclaw."

"Yes." Trang said. "She's quite happy about it, as you can imagine."

"Harry is quite an exceptional partner." I said proudly. "Though I would prefer Oliver over him, eh?" I grinned teasingly at her.

"Oliver is exceptionally handsome, isn't he." Trang said, smiling.

"I wish it was snowing." I said as we passed a window, looking out over the lawn. "It's nearly Christmas after all!"

"Ah." Trang said solemnly. "Alas, the effects of global warming."

I looked at her peculiarly for a second before she snorted with laughter. "It's an American thing, believe me."

"Perhaps you could enlighten me on the subject." I asked curiously. "For about the sixth time again."

Trang sighed. "Mind you, this isn't every American, just the really stupid ones."

"Alright. . .?" I agreed hesitantly.

"Well there is a certain group of people who believe the Earth is getting warmer. Melting glaciers in the Arctic, dying polar bears, etc. etc. But anyways, we're basically destroying the Earth with our fossil fuels and gasoline and oil and you know, all the things that help humans survive." Trang shrugged.

I snorted, "Do these Americans know basic science history? The Earth is constantly heating up and cooling down. That's why we have ice ages and then periods that aren't ice ages and then ice ages again. It's a cycle and each one lasts a few thousand years. If we're heating up, that just means that we've been exiting an ice age for some time now. Besides, it'll snow. It snowed back in October, we just need precipitation in the air. Perhaps Americans should refine their science and history classes."

"We only learn the same things every year in history class." Trang said. I looked at her with raised eyebrows, "I mean, Americans learn the same thing. It's always about the revolution, escaping from us Brits, and slavery. The same cycle every year. A lot of emphasis on Slavery."

"You'd think after a year you'd know everything." I said, and we turned a corner. We could now hear the sounds of music and chatter. "And move on to learn something new. Don't you guys have exams or something?"

"ACT and SAT, yes, but it doesn't include history." Trang said.

I snorted, "What a waste of study then. You have to take history every year up until you graduate?"

"Yes." Trang said. She pulled open the door to Slughorn's office. "When I was planning on college, I was going to take the study of East Asian History. It'd give me a break from the racial tensions of America."

"You know," I said, picking up two glasses of a bubbly golden drink off of a passing waiter's tray. I handed one to Trang. "Slavery has always been a large part of culture. The Romans empire, the slavery of the Egyptians in the Old Testament of the Bible, even way back to Abrahams time-"

"If you perceive the Bible's stories to be true, that is." Trang pointed out before sipping the drink.

"Fair enough." I consented and we moved to stand by a window, looking out at the black landscape. "But it's historically written that the Chinese had slaves as well as the Roman empire and many other empires leading up till today. Even still there are some countries with slavery- admittedly, illegal slaves but still, slavery. I shall never understand the racial tensions in America when they should have ended many many years ago. The African America Population in American does have all the same freedoms as everyone else, no?"

"Of course they do, but if they make a big deal about it, they get special services. Like free housing, free medical, food stamps which is sort've like free food, and some other things. I suppose that's the only reason they make a big deal out of it- they reap benefits from it."

I shook my head. "What a messed up system in America. Shouldn't everyone simply work to benefit their families, not rely on the Government to take care of them? Isn't that how life should work?"

Trang was smiling mysteriously and I looked at her curiously, "Okay, what's with that smile?"

"This is quite a philosophical debate." Trang said, raising her eyebrows. "Almost like we're adults."

"Cheers to that." I said, raising my glass. We clinked them together and I took my first sip of the drink. It had a warm, pleasant taste like apple cider. "You don't think this is alcohol, do you?"

"Should've asked before you drank it." Trang said with a smirk. "but no, I don't think so."

"There's Harry and Luna," I said, gesturing towards the couple. Luna was wearing lovely silver robes. Harry looked quite nice in his almost black but really green dress robes as well. I watched as Hermione intercepted him. "Shall we join them?" I asked, smiling at Trang.

"Let's." Trang said brightly.

We approached the trio.

". . .mistletoe." Hermione was saying, looking around her anxiously. Her hair was a bit messy and her face was flushed.

"Serves you right for coming with him." Harry said unsympathetically.

"I thought he'd annoy Ron most. I debated for a while about Zacharias Smith, but I thought on the whole-"

"You considered Smith?" Harry asked in a revolted voice.

"Smith would most definitely have been a better candidate." I said.

"Hello Elizabeth! Hello Trang!" Luna said brightly.

"Hey Luna." Trang and I said together.

"I'm starting to wish I'd chosen him." Hermione continued her conversation with Harry. "McLaggen makes Grawp look like a gentleman. Let's go this way, we'll be able to see him coming, he's so tall. . ."

We made our way to the other side of the room where we found Professor Trelawney standing there alone.

"Hello." Luna said.

"Good evening, my dear. I haven't seen you in my classes lately." Professor Trelawney sounded a bit tipsy and she was squinting at Luna as though that would give her better sight.

"No, I've got Firenze this year." Luna said.

"Oh, of course, or Dobbin, as I prefer to think of him. You would have thought, would you not, that now I am returned to the school Professor Dumbledore might have got ride of the horse? but no. . . we share classes. . . It's an insult, frankly, an insult."

"He's a Centaur." I said shortly, offended. "And he can't return to the forest- he'd be slaughtered. Dumbledore is keeping him from death. I think sharing classes is a small price to pay for that. Besides, he's quite wonderful."

Professor Trelawney focused her eyes on me and didn't say anything for a long moment. Then she said, "It'll be a boy of course."

I flushed. A boy?

Trang and I exchanged a look out of the corner of our eyes. Hermione and Harry were talking fervently about something in the corner as Professor Trelawney turned back to Luna to continue her rants about 'Dobbin'.

Suddenly another boy came up behind us and I turned to see Cormac there. I rolled my eyes, exchanging another look with Trang.

"Seen Hermione?" Cormac asked Harry.

"No, sorry." Harry said, turning to join Luna at her side.

"Harry Potter!" Professor Trelawney said, apparently only just taking in the fact that Harry had been standing in her presence for quite some time.

"Oh, hello." Harry muttered. Trang giggled.

"My dear boy! The rumors! The stories! 'The Chosen One'! Of course, I have known for a very long time. . . The omens were never good, Harry. . . But why have you not returned to Divination? For you, of all people, the subject is of the utmost importance!"

"Ah, Sybill, we all think our subject's most important!" Professor Slughorn appeared with a red face, a glass of mead, and a mince pie. I hated pie. He was wearing a velvet hat that was tilted on his head. His eyes were bloodshot and I was sure he was quite intoxicated. "But I don't think I've ever known such a natural at Potions! And Miss Kane as well!" Slughorn toasted me with his mead. "Instinctive, you know- like his mother!" (I'd finally managed to tell him that I wasn't Harry's sister, a fact he couldn't believe). "I've only ever taught a few with this kind of ability, I can tell you that, Sybill- why even Severus-"

And here, Professor Slughorn threw out his arm, ensnaring the love of my life to his side. Severus looked quite peeved to be held against Professor Slughorn. Trang and I exchanged a quick glance and we both looked away, determinedly not grinning. I met eyes with Zabini and I blushed, looking away again.

"Stop skulking and come and join us, Severus!" Slughorn said with a hiccup. "I was just talking about Harry and Elizabeth's exceptional potion-making! Some credit must go to you, of course, you taught them for five years!"

Severus looked at Harry with narrowed eyes, "Funny, I never had the impression that I managed to teach Potter anything at all."

"Well, then, it's natural ability! You should have seen what he gave me, first lesson, Draught of Living Death- never had a student produce finer on a first attempt, albeit Elizabeth. I don't think even you, Severus-"

Trang snorted and quickly turned away. I grinned down at the floor. It was worth it to come to this party just for this.

"Really?" Severus said quietly. I quickly took another sip of the apple cider before pinching my lips together to keep from smiling or laughing. Harry shifted where he was standing. Luna and Professor Trelawney were continuing to talk, completely ignoring us.

"Remind me what other subjects you're taking, Harry?" Professor Slughorn asked.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology. . ." Harry started before Severus interrupted him.

"All the subjects required, in short, for an Auror."

"Yeah, well, that's what I'd like to do." Harry said with a bit of defiance in his voice.

"And a great one you'll make too!" Professor Slughorn boomed.

"I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry." Luna said. Professor Slughorn, Severus, Harry, Trang, and I all looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease."

Harry made a snortling sound as he inhaled mead up his nose. Trang burst out laughing and I laughed quietly too.

"Kingsley would love that." I muttered in Trang's ear. She laughed harder.

"So would your Uncle Moody." Trang muttered back, coughing now.

Harry emerged from his goblet, coughing. His front was soaking wet and I rolled my eyes before producing my wand and siphoning the mead from his shirt. "You really ought to be more careful." I muttered.

"Professor Slughorn," a new, wheezing voice said and I turned to see Filch holding Draco by the ear. "I discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to have been invited to your party and to have been delayed in setting out. Did you issue him with an invitation?"

I observed Draco curiously out of the corner of my eye as he wrenched himself from Filch's grip. He looked extremely sick. There were large dark circles under his eyes, a bit like the ones that I was starting to get from being unable to sick. But it was more than that. It had to be the stress of failing to do whatever Voldemort wanted him to do.

I would've exchanged a look with Harry except I didn't want to give it away. I decided it was safer to just sip my apple cider.

"All right, I wasn't invited! I was trying to gatecrash, happy?" Draco asked.

"No, I'm not." Filch said which contradicted his happy face. "You're in trouble, you are! Didn't the headmaster say that nighttime prowling's out, unless you've got permission, didn't he, eh?"

"That's all right, Argus, that's all right." Slughorn said, waving a large hand in front of his face. Filch took a step back. "It's Christmas, and it's not a crime to want to come to a party. Just this once, we'll forget any punishment; you may stay, Draco."

"Well." I said, turning to Trang. "I think we should take a stroll around the room."

"Quite." Trang said and we left our present company.

We went back over to the window we were previously at.

"What do you think we're going to do now?" Trang asked quietly.

"For the night?" I asked.

"Sure." But she didn't sound honest.

"I think I'm going to leave early now. We leave for home tomorrow, at least I do. You're staying here aren't you?" I gave her a curious glance.

"Yes, I wanted to spend a Christmas here at Hogwarts." Trang said, smiling a little.

"You could have stayed with us, you know?" I asked quietly.

"Yes, don't worry. This is what I want." Trang said firmly, turning to face the window. "And you?"

"I wanted to do both." I said and laughed a little. "Spend all of winter break with dad but spend Christmas Eve with Severus. Can't have everything though."

"No, I suppose not." Trang said softly.

"I'm going to call it a night." I said, putting my glass down on the windowsill. "I'm tired, my head hurts, and I wanted to spend the last night before break with Sev." I kissed Trang on the cheek. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Yes, I'll see you off." Trang said with a smirk.

I looked out the window. "Hey look, I told you global warming didn't exist."

Trang looked out the window as I walked away to watch the snow fall.

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𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖚𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖎𝖓 his office when I got there. I knew that he was probably chewing Draco out at the moment. I wondered if he would return to the party, as I had foreseen, or if things would change and he would come straight here.

I took off my shoes, rubbing my sore feet. There's a reason people don't wear heels everyday for long periods of time. I carefully extracted the pins and screws from my bun, placing them back in their proper place.

My hair fell down in waves and I decided to leave it like that instead of combing it out. The trouble was unzipping the dress from behind.

The door opened and I looked up as Severus closed the door behind him. He hung his cloak up on the peg and then he started to undress.

"He's still not telling you what he's working on?" I asked, reaching behind in an attempt to unzip the dress myself. Severus came over and unzipped it for me. "thanks."

"No, he's not." He sounded frustrated. He threw his shirt over the office chair. I hung the dress up on a hanger, putting it into the wardrobe before searching for pajamas.

"The progress isn't going well." I stated, grabbing his gray shirt that he usually wore to bed. He grabbed the clothes from my hands and tossed them on the bed, pushing his lips to mine.

"We don't really need clothes tonight, I don't think." he said.

I grinned against his mouth. "Fair enough."

He turned off the light aimlessly as he carefully pulled me into the bed.

"Are you mad?" I asked as he moved his lips down to my neck. He drew back a little.

"Why?"

"About me spending Christmas away from Hogwarts." I said, wishing I'd bitten my tongue.

He didn't say anything for a moment and then rolled off of me and laid down next to me. "A little bit, yes."

I was silent now, tears welling up in my eyes. I closed them and the tears spilled over the lids.

"Are you crying?" Severus asked suddenly. I didn't know how he knew as I had made no noise. I wasn't a loud crier.

I licked my lips and said, "No."

Silence.

"You're lying." Severus said, putting his hands on either side of my face. I supposed he could feel the tears now. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Just hormones." I said, sniffing. "I'm fine."

He put an arm around me, pulling me onto my side so that my head rested on his chest. My hair fanned out behind me on the pillow, out of the way. He smoothed my hair repeatedly in a soothing manner.

"Professor Trelawney said the baby is going to be a boy." I said, quickly changing the subject.

"You told her?" Severus asked, a bit incredulously, and a bit anxiously.

"No. I don't know. . . maybe she meant something else." I said, moving my head slightly. Shadows were dancing on the wall, Severus had left the candles lit. "She was talking about Firenze and I got in the conversation. She kind've just stared at me for a moment and then said 'It'll be a boy of course'."

"A boy. . ." Severus said slowly, moving his hand down to my stomach. Part of me wished the bump was visible. I wanted to see the bump rather than just know that there was a baby inside of me. But it was a foolish wish.

"I think she's wrong." I stated happily.

"You do?" He sounded amused.

"Yes. Her predictions are usually quite off." I trailed a finger over his neatly defined abs. I had a feeling they'd. . . what was the right word? Grown didn't seem right. Perhaps defined. More defined than last year that was for sure. Perhaps he was working out? "So I'm quite confident that it's a girl instead."

"So the opposite of what Professor Trelawney says is the truth." Severus said, more amused than before.

"Correct." I reached up and pressed my lips to his. His hands pulled me closer to his and that was the end of our conversation for the rest of the night.

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rosaline-black · 3 years ago

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𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝-𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛

Summary: you're in love with your best friend... james potter

Category: James Potter X fem!reader

Falling in love with someone is hard enough on its own. But falling in love with your best friend is a completely new type of pain. You'd fallen in love with James potter.

James was your friend since your first year. You bonded over your love of quidditch and messing around, you grounded each other and made each other feel as though they'd always have someone to offload onto.

You were friends with the other marauders too, you were like a small family. You remembered seeing James after summer in your fourth year and the strange tingly feeling you felt in your stomach. You'd watch what you say around him more often, and apply a little more makeup if you knew you were going to hang out.

But sadly you were sure James never noticed. You were still just his best friend. And you weirdly feared that you might only ever be just that.

You tried to keep your indifference as time went on. But one day you really couldn't stop yourself. You were meeting James in the common room to hang out like you did most weeks.

When you had turned up he immediately hugged you with a huge grin, you hated how fast your heartbeat and how you didn't want to pull away from his warm embrace.

"Y/n... what took you so long I have so much to tell you..." James bellowed as he finally pulled away leading you over to the sofa where you both sat cross-legged facing each other, similar to two tween girls at a sleepover.

"Right go on then... a new prank idea? Quidditch fixture?" You guessed with a small smile.

"No... no, it's uh it's actually because I have a date on Saturday... with Lily!"

Your ears rang and as he began to rant relentlessly about how excited he was it felt like your world was crumbling down. How could you even pretend that there was any chance now, he loved another, and now he finally had the chance to pursue her. What made things worse is lily was also a close friend of yours, it felt as though life was torturing you.

You wanted to be selfish and scream and cry but you just couldn't, you just felt numb.

"That's brilliant James..." you mumbled to try and stop his inherent rambling.

"Merlin don't sound too happy..." he muttered sarcastically.

"What do you want me to do? Shout from the rooftops about how happy I am? I know it's hard to believe but I have other shit going on, I don't have time to celebrate for the almighty James Potter!" You spat bitterly with instant regret at how James physically recoiled at your harsh words. You were never hurtful or mean towards him, likewise with James.

"I didn't say that but you could try to be happy for me... instead of being a spiteful bitch..." he spat in return.

Your heart sunk and tears finally began to pool in your eyes as your glared at him "Fuck you..."

And with that you stormed out of the common room, ignoring Sirius and Remus's concerned Hollers as you passed them by. You'd fucked up. So had he in all fairness, but now not only had you lost the fantasy of being romantically involved with James, but you'd also lost your best friend.

Weeks passed by and you did everything and anything to avoid James. His words hadn't even hurt you that much, yeah they were mean but you knew he didn't mean them. What hurt more was the fact that he'd slipped through your fingers.

Lily was also getting the silent treatment from you, which was even more awkward since you shared a dorm. You didn't even have the luxury of hating her. Lily was truly the kindest person you knew, in-fact you were sure she and James were going to be great with each other, that stung like a bitch.

The only people who you could bear to be around were Sirius, Remus and Marlene. All three had worked out that you felt differently for James a long time ago, so no way would they turn their backs on you now you needed them most.

Remus had forced you to study with him in the library one day, he hated seeing you so dead behind the eyes so if he could just distract you for an hour or to he would do his damn best.

"We're studying divination y/n, not transfiguration.." Remus mentioned as you pretended to read a textbook to appease your friend.

"Oh yeah... sorry..." you mumbled greyly.

Remus had passed you some chocolate which you munched now and again, he was right chocolate did make things feel a little bit better. But it wasn't enough to fill the large hole in your heart.

"Shit..." he muttered his eyes widening at something behind you.

"What-" you turned around and that same ringing noise returned. Lily and James, together, laughing. This was a nightmare. This was exactly what you didn't want to see, exactly why you weren't leaving your dorm.

"I need to go..." you mumbled scrambling to grab your things. Once you'd successfully jammed your stuff in your bag you rushed to leave, just making it to the exit when your name was called.

His stupidly pretty eyes were staring at you with what seemed like irritation and longing.

"Y/n.... is it forever going to be this way now?..."

You thought over his question and let your gaze meet his for the first time in weeks.

"I dunno Potter..."

And With that, you fled refusing to look back. But if you had you would have seen James Potters heart break into a million pieces.

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Time seemed to go by so fast and slow simultaneously without James. You missed him so much in ways you'd normally take for granted. The encouraging words he'd give you on down days, the comforting hugs when you were missing home, you missed all of him.

You thought maybe as time went on things would get easier but no, they stayed just as bad as the moment you knew your best friends were going out with each other.

It was one sleepless night where you gazed over at a snoozing Lily Evans. Her perfect porcelain skin and amber hair which seemed to always sit just ever so perfectly. You thought about how she'd fit

with James, how much he'd adore her and treat her with the utmost care, just how she deserved. You hated that you couldn't hate her, not even a bit.

It was clear your brain was too obsessive to let you shut off so the common room seemed like a safe plan. You gathered a few things and tiptoed down to the large burgundy coloured room. With a flick of your wand, you let the firelight, basking in the warmth that felt like a large hug, or the closest thing you could get to a hug.

"Thought you'd be here..." James's voice called out from behind you. You sighed deeply and turned to face him with that same deadpan face you'd managed to master.

"You use to come here at night when we were younger... when you missed your mum.." he continued "I remember because I used to watch you from just behind that door..."

You let your brow quirk and in a moment of weakness showed a little too much emotion "creepy much..." you covered up the tiny bit of joy with a joke, James chuckled.

"Yes well if you think that's creepy..." he trailed off almost hinting at something.

"What?" You asked now realising he had taken a seat on the carpet beside you.

"I like when you let me borrow your textbooks because they smell like your perfume... I like when you ramble about things you enjoy because your nose does that scrunchy thing..."

Your face had now completely betrayed you, was he torturing you with all this information just to let you down easy? Butter you up just to stomp on your already beaten heart.

"Why are you saying this James-"

"Just let me finish please..." you nodded weakly so he continued "I used to pretend all those times where it was just me and you that the others couldn't come when I'd actually never asked them... cause I couldn't bear the thought of them sharing your time..." he took a deep breathe and let his hand caress a strand of your hair.

"I even memorised the sent of your shampoo for merlin's sake... pathetic isn't it really..."

Tears were now evidently streaming down your face. What the hell was he going on about?

"But lily..."

"I lied about lily y/n... bloody hell I... she.."

"She's perfect..."

"She's not you!" He shouted almost shocked at his own volume. You shook your head out of disbelief, it made no sense.

"You were with her in the library... I saw how you looked at her James... I saw how you looked at each other... your... you're meant to be..."

He laughed humourlessly and shook his head growing closer to you "don't you get it... She was in on it too... I... she missed your friendship and we were trying to find a way to sort out this bloody mess I created..."

"So why did you tell me you had a date..."

"I wanted you to get jealous... I just wanted some form of confirmation that ... that you felt the same... it was stupid... and no one knew other than lily... she hardly agreed... I just... I can't go another day without you y/n... even if you hate my guts now... or it takes you years and years to look at me again I'll wait..."

He sighed and stopped his rambling looking at you through his specs "I'd wait forever for you..."

And with that, you edged closer your noses brushing as you looked into his eyes. You wanted to be angry and upset that he'd gone about this so wrong, but it was such a James thing to do you just couldn't. So instead you let your lips collide. You showed him through the kiss that you wouldn't need him to wait, that no matter how many years you would get you'd spend them with him.

#james potter x fem!reader #james & peter & remus & sirius #harry potter #marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter x reader #james potter x y/n #james potter x you

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thorfemmes · 2 years ago

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harry accidentally revealing that he’s dating reader during a concert and fans were low key sus about it hahaha 😂

Hi! Thank you for the request. I didn't know how to end it lmao but here you go!

When Harry and his crew started staging the tour performances, he wasn't thinking about the intricate, night to night details of it. If the arena he was performing in had the technology, they would arrange the stage so Harry could rise from the floor, fairly standard musician showmanship, right?

Almost every night of the tour, like clockwork; He'd be escorted downstairs, step onto the platform, be handed a mic, and then rise and perform. By the time they reached your tour date they could've done this routine in their sleep.

The plan was for the two of you to meet after you got done with work, but unfortunately you were running behind. Of course there had to be the worst possible traffic in the history of your city. At this point you had missed the opening act and you were frantically texting Harry updates and profuse apologies. He understood, you didn't have control of the traffic. But now he was a bit restless, basically bouncing off the walls at this point. When he got the five minute warning he checked his phone one last time only to find a lack of notifications.

He followed the stage crew and his security team downstairs so they could get him set up to rise from the stage. A couple more jumping jacks to get out the rest of the nervous energy, and Harry was on the platform. Just as he was handed his mic, one of his security guards had confirmed over everyone's ear piece that you had arrived.

"Y/n's here?" He asked with a giddy little smile. Then the arena fell eerily quiet.

"Um, Harry? Your mic was hot," One of the sound techs whispered through the ear piece.

"Fuck," He mumbled just as his platform started to rise.

Harry got away with making it through two songs without engaging in any dialogue with the crowd. Just as the music quieted, the crowd started chanting "Where's y/n?" to tease him.

"I didn't even get a chance to say 'hello' yet! Geez, you lot are quite feisty tonight, huh?"

The crowd somehow got louder as Harry spoke. He happened to look down at a girl in the pit who was shouting "Are you dating?"

"Are we dating?" Harry looked around to his bandmates, as if they'd be able to get him out of this pickle. "Yeah, yeah we are". And the crowd exploded.

The rest of the show flew by. As soon as he could he ran off the stage and straight to his dressing room to meet you. He burst through the door causing you to jump a bit.

"Hi lovie!" He all but pounced on you, sweaty as ever but not caring as long as he got to touch you.

"Hi H," You said softly, hugging him just as tightly. "So, we're dating now, are we?"

"Shit, are you upset? We can figure out a way to spin it if you want. I'm sure they can-".

You cut him off with a small kiss. "It's all good, Harry. I figured you'd spill it first," You teased.

"Hey," He pouted. "At least kiss me more if you're going to bully me".

"Shower first, you're a little stinky".

"Care to join me?"

#harry styles x you #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x plus size reader #harry styles #ask #anon #writing

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romanoffsbish · 3 years ago

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Everything Has Changed

AU, MobWives! Wandanat x Reader, MobWives! KateYelena x Reader (Platonic), SecretRivalMob! Carol x Reader (brief)

CoffeeShopOwner! Reader /

TrustFundBaby! Reader

Chapter 5 | Masterlist | Chapter 6.1 (Smut)

Nat's POV

It's been a long six months since the Danvers-Rumlow fiasco and life's certainly fallen into place. Y/N had spent a week in the hospital unit at the office, with at least one of us always there to look over her.

About two months after Y/N was released from her hospital bed, Wanda and I had finally closed on our house. Y/N had been initially saddened by the news, but her demeanor changed the moment we informed her she was obviously coming with. She had decided to allow her employee Lily and her three kids to move into her loft apartment, instead of just selling it—she's simply the sweetest.

— — —

"Detka!! Are you all packed up?" I shout up the stairs, being answered as Y/N comes barreling down with her duffle bag on her shoulder, and her suitcase in her hand.

"This is the last of it! I'm ready to go." She beams, with a smile that rivals the Mona Lisa plastered across her face.

I match her expression, then lean forward to kiss her gently, no longer able to keep my lips off of her.

"Let's go slowpokes! Our future house awaits us!!!" Wanda shouts from the U-Haul.

Y/N pulls away from the kiss, then gently pecks my cheek before running passed me in a fit of giggles.

"Let's go Wands!!!" She shouts, as she takes her place in the middle.

"Not without me!" I whine, as I swiftly take my seat beside her.

"Wouldn't dream of that." Y/N genuinely replies, as she takes my hand in hers, and places her other on Wanda's thigh

"I would..." Wanda playfully grumbles, as Y/N breaks out into a fit of giggles.

"God, I love you both so much." She blurts out, leaning over to kiss Wanda’s cheek, then lifting my hand up to kiss my knuckles.

“We love you too, dorogoy” Wanda happily sighs.

“So very much.” I add, while squeezing her hand.

— — —

Having our happy girl back had truly set all of our lives back on track.

Business had been booming, now that Rumlow's empire—if you could call it that—had come crumbling down.

The four of us had decided to spend less time in the office, only going in when absolutely necessary. Entrusting the easier business dealings to Stark, and Banner, while leaving Barnes and Rogers to handle the streets.

Yelena and Kate had seemed happier than normal, and I think it was due to Y/N moving in with us. She was much safer, between us leaving one of our men around when we’re away, and with the Stark security in place.

They were also seemingly thrilled when she convinced us to adopt a cat. She said she wanted a companion for when we're away, and who were we to say no... They'd bring Fanny, and Lucky over for play dates all the time. It was always amusing, as our petite black cat always remained in control of the big dogs. Liho is a mini mob boss in the making at this point if you ask me, as she consistently puts them in their place, and takes no shit.

After everything went down, Y/N had decided to step back from the coffee shop, choosing to instead hire a few managers to handle the business for her. She'd taken up quite a few hobbies in her spare time, some more beneficial than others—that's for sure...

— — —

"Y/N/N !!!" I heard Wanda shout from our bedroom.

It was eerily silent, so I realized Y/N was clearly in hiding... Wanda loves Y/N, but she has a low tolerance for bullshit, even when it comes from our baby.

I was in the kitchen, thoroughly amused at the situation, and making lunch for the three of us. As I entered our walk in pantry to collect my ingredients, I heard someone's breath hitch; had I not been accustomed to her sounds, I would've drop kicked her.

She swiftly stood, and pushed me against the wall, then placed her hand over my mouth. Shocking me with her bold movements, but the fear in her eyes told me she was in deep shit.

"Natty, please don't say that you saw me..." She pleads, with her best puppy dog eyes, and her signature pout.

I usually can't say no to her when she’s like this, but when it's between facing Wanda's wrath, or denying Y/N's adorable pout, it's safest to go with the latter.

I look down on her with a sympathetic stare, as she groans in realization, that her doomed fate is sealed. She drops her arms, and nestles her face against my chest as she slightly screams, and I wrap my arms around her.

"Detka, what did you even do? She sounds furious..." I reply, slightly cringing at the thought of being on the receiving end of Wanda’s anger

"Well, as you know I've been painting as of late... So, while working on my latest masterpiece earlier I'd started getting hungry. I left my paint and canvas for not even five minutes...” She replies, gulping as the memory washes over her.

“..Well Liho decided he’d like to be an artist just like his mama, so while I was making my sandwich he had stepped into the paint tins..”

I suddenly see where this is going…

“He quickly decided he hated the feeling of paint, and began to zoom through the house, running all over the carpet and across Wanda’s favorite set of silk sheets..” She replies, whimpering as she does.

“Oh lyubov’…” I coo, as I kiss her forehead, and she nestles in further for comfort.

“What would you like engraved on your tombstone?” I question, laughing boisterously as she slaps my chest.

“You’re the actual worst…” She whines, then makes her way out of the pantry to face Wanda..

Wanda had scolded her for about an hour, then proceeded to give her the silent treatment. Y/N hates when she isn’t in Wanda’s good graces, so I watched as she sulked around the house all day.

She had voluntarily slept on the couch that night, taking Liho with her, the little paint bandits they were.

I had laid down next to Wanda, and heard her slightly whimpering.

“Moya lyubov’, what’s wrong?”

“I think I was too hard on her, it was only an accident and now she’s on the couch. I didn’t want her on the couch… I can’t sleep not hearing her breathing beside me.” She cries out, and buries her face in the crook of my neck while she starts sobbing.

I take matters into my own hands, scooping her up, and carrying her downstairs, while dragging the comforter along.

I walked in to see Y/N sprawled out on the massive couch, which was more like another queen sized mattress. She looked absolutely adorable, with her shirt slightly scrunched up, and the little devil curled up on top of her exposed abdomen.

I immediately placed Wanda to the left of Y/N, and she started to stir awake. Lazily peeking out at us, with a dopey smile on her face.

“Hey…” She rasps out, while wrapping her arm around Wanda.

I smile at her, then take my spot to the right of her.

“I thought I was in trouble..” She tiredly mumbles, but pulls us into her nonetheless.

“Not anymore…” Wanda immediately replies.

“Plus, denying us your presence in bed is a punishment to us.” Wanda whimpers, as she attempts to completely merge her body with Y/N’s.

“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, I just thought you wanted space.” She sighs.

“We never want to go to bed mad at each other, so we’d never banish you to the couch.” I put in my two cents, and heard hums in agreement.

“Liho, did you hear, we’re not in trouble anymore.” She whispers, as she reaches down to scratch behind his ears, and he moves up to her chest.

“He’s still in trouble.” Wanda grumbles, and I lightly laugh at this domesticated dispute, feeling overjoyed to be experiencing such a trivial affair with my greatest loves.

— — —

Wanda and I are currently at the office, handling some important affairs with the mayor, and to our surprise Y/N’s made her way into the office.

She slammed her fist into the meeting room doors, in her special sequence.

Wanda looked at me with a puzzled expression, silently telling me to handle it. I open the door to see her dressed formally, with a tray full of goodies and coffees.

“Lyubov’, why are you here?” I question the woman, not displeased to see her, but also not having the time either.

“Hello Natasha, I was bringing by your order, I hope I didn’t catch you hard working women at the wrong time.” She casually gets out, as she gently moves passed me and I now realize she’s trying to help us butter up the mayor, completely unnecessary, but still much appreciated.

When the Catholic preaching, family oriented mayor, is currently cheating on his wife with the priest, your mob business tends to slide by without a hitch.

“Oh, hello Y/N, it’s always a pleasure to see you.” The mayor greets her, with a genuine smile, probably appreciating the break in business her interruption brings.

“Oh, hey Jerry, how’s Mary and the kids? I had heard through the grapevine you’d be here, so I brought all your regulars. Here’s your Americano, for Wanda I have your vanilla-cinnamon latte, and for Natasha here’s your black coffee with an extra shot. I know how tedious these meetings can get, and I also shamelessly brought some pastries for everyone to try. We’re trying out some new recipes, here are some comment cards, I look forward to the feedback.” She beams, as she hands everyone a card.

“Well thank you darling, I appreciate it, and the families doing well, thank you for asking. How about you? Finally settle down with a nice guy?”

“Oh no, I’m a free bird.” She replies, subtly winking our way.

“Well, my son’s a catch, I could set you up on a date.” He suggests.

“Jerry, you know I don’t swing that way.” She shuts him down, I assume for the millionth time.

“What a shame, a pretty girl such as yourself would do well to settle down and start a family.”

I watch as she visibly cringes, and as Wanda’s gaze turns almost deadly.

“I could do that with a woman.” She passive aggressively quips back.

“Well, thanks for bringing all of these goodies by, detka.” I reply, interrupting the inevitable fight if I don’t, and emphasizing the pet name, as she smirks my way.

“Yeah, we appreciate it greatly, we’ll make sure to show you just how much we do when we get home.” Wanda adds, staring the mayor down, as she pulls Y/N in for a sweet kiss.

I watch as Y/N’s thrown off by the gesture, but swiftly melts into the kiss. Then I smoothly spin her out of Wanda’s embrace and into mine, kissing her until she’s dizzy then escorting her to the door. Chuckling as I see her skip off towards Yelena’s office.

Wanda’s POV

As soon as Y/N leaves, we drop the news on the mayor that we know all of his ‘dirty’ secrets. Her visit was honestly a perfect means to jump into the matter at hands. Business moves forward quickly, as we now have the city’s ‘full support.’

Once everything is settled, I set off in search of our little troublemaker, with our pastry score cards in hand.

“No, Y/N/N, you can not play with my taser…” I hear Yelena exasperatedly reply, as I stand in the doorway to Yel’s office.

“That’s unfortunate, I just wanted to see what it would do to your cactus…” She sighs, as she throws her head back dramatically, unintentionally locking eyes with me.

“Wands!!!”

“Hey there detka, what are you actually doing here?” I ask her, while pecking her lips.

“Well, Bucky had an urgent need to come to the office so I had him leave me at the shop, assuring him I’d come straight here after.”

“Remind me to talk to him…” I grumble.

“Absolutely not Wands, it’s been six months, have a little faith in me.” She laughs out

“It’s not you we don’t trust lyubov’.”

“So, did the hidden fruit cake like my new fruit tart?” She cheekily questions, deflecting, as she’s reaching out for the comment cards.

“Detka, you can’t just say that.” I laugh out.

“Well, as a fruit cake myself, I’m pretty certain I can…” She mumbles, while sorting through the cards.

“The delivery girl was hot, when can I try her?” She reads out loud, cheekily smirking as Yelena dramatically huffs.

“No, no, no… Time for you to go, out!” She whisper shouts, while shoving us out of her office.

We walk out in fits of giggles, as Natasha rounds the corner and approaches us.

“What’s so funny?”

“Yelena wasn’t exactly a fan of your comments…” Y/N states, as she slowly runs her hand up Natasha’s arm.

“How about you, were you a fan?” She asks her, while slightly trapping her against Yelena’s office window.

“I’m actually free right now, wouldn’t exactly be opposed.” She innocently replies, while tracing her thumb across Natasha’s lip, making my brain slightly dizzy, as I watch Natasha slam her lips into hers.

As the kiss got heated, we were interrupted by a shriek, followed by a loud thump, that shook the glass behind Y/N.

“Please do not have sex in broad daylight, against the window of my office…” Yelena shouts, alerting Kate to our presence.

“Who’s having sex on my wife’s window?”

…

“Oh, Y/N/N!!! I missed you.” Kate gasps, disregarding her previous question in favor if yanking Y/N into a hug.

“I missed you too, Katie…” Y/N giggles, as she returns the hug.

Natasha clears her throat, and takes Y/N back from Kate.

“Well, we’re headed home now, Bucky’s entangled elsewhere, so Y/N’s with us for the rest of the day.” Natasha states, in an attempt to excuse ourselves swiftly.

“Plus, we handled the mayor already, so we would’ve been headed home anyways…” I quickly add on, wanting nothing more than to get out of here and finish what they started.

“Be safe! Use protection!!” Kate cheekily shouts after us, as we all practically run towards the exit.

— — SMUT— —

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Wanda’s POV

I’m currently laying against a jet in our hot tub, allowing it to soothe my sore muscles, while admiring my wife who’s currently holding Y/N’s sleeping form against her body.

“We got really lucky with this one…” Natasha sighs, as she traces along the lines of Y/N’s face.

“Yeah, I still can’t believe we almost lost her..”

“In more ways than one…” Natasha solemnly responds, as she pulls Y/N that much closer.

“Never again.” I confidently state, as I lean over to place a gentle kiss to her parted lips.

“Never again.” Natasha confirms, as she lifts my chin, and pulls me in for a loving kiss.

I settle back down into Natasha’s side, melting into her, and throwing an arm around the both of them. Simply enjoying the peaceful energy that’s formed around us…

Everything’s changed for the better, and I couldn’t be happier.

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stayarmytinyzenmoa-l · 2 years ago

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can i please request a oneshot hendery soulmate au and can the genres be fluff and crack ?? thank you smm !! love your blog <33

OOOOOO yes you can! I hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of choosing a sub genre of soulmates (i.e. I shoved all the ones I could think of at the top of my head in a random generator and went with it lol)

In My Shoes

Non-Idol AU, Soulmate AU

TW: Language

Pairing: Hendery x Reader

Y/N Pronouns: Not Specified

Genre: Fluff

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Word Count: 2.0K

Soulmate AU: In which you switch bodies with your soulmate for a day.

You screamed as soon as you woke up, louder than before and... much deeper than before. Your hands flew to your face immediately, how could they not? There was a mirror hanging on the wall and facing the bed, who even does that? Who would be narcissistic enough to want to wake up to his face every day? You shut your mouth when you heard a knocking at the door.

"Yo, Hendery, you good, man?" An unfamiliar voice called from behind the door. You stood up out of bed and gasped, your hands immediately flying to cover your body. You grabbed the blanket just as the door opened. The boy on the other side looked concerned. "Are you okay?" He asks again. You grin.

"Just fine, thank you," you nodded your head. The boy hums.

"Okay, yeah, sure," he nods his head slowly and looks over his shoulder. "Kun! I think Hendery's hung over again," he turns around and leaves. You run up to the mirror, draping the blanket around your shoulders to cover your bare chest while one hand musses your hair.

"This guy is my soulmate?!" You gasped. You looked around the room, seeing the piles of empty boxes and stacks of dirty laundry around the room. "Good god..." You start scavenging the room. You need a phone. "Come on, it has to be somewhere," you started pushing sheets and shirts aside and, finally, you found it. You turned it on and were immediately met with a password prompt. "Password?! Are you kidding me?! Does this guy not have facial recognition?!" You groaned.

You had heard many times about soulmates switching bodies for a day, hell, your parents did the same thing. But why did it have to happen now? Ryujin had just found you the alleged "perfect" blind date since you had long given up on finding your soulmate after passing the average age where people typically switch bodies. So why now? The timing couldn't have been more specific, and you were really looking forward to meeting this Seungmin guy she kept talking about.

At the very least, he had to be neater than who your soulmate is. That's all you could think about as you spotted a pile of multiple discarded socks, unknown if they'd been used before or not.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the world, Hendery woke up and slowly rose from his bed. His vision was still slightly blurred as the morning rays hit his face.

"Where's my mirror?" Hendery yawns. He stands up now and walks out of his room.

"Whoa, (Y/N)! You're up early!" A voice chimes. Hendery looks to the side, seeing a woman looking back at him.

"Huh?" He asks. She raises an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, huh?!" She crosses her arms. "Geez, you're impossible, just get dressed already since you're up! Come on, I'll tell Ryujin to wait for us!" She says. Hendery blinks once.

"I'm sorry... who are you?" He asks. Her brows furrow together until she finally gasps.

"Oh... oh my god. I'll be right back," she walks off slowly at first before breaking into a run. "Girls! Girls get in here! (Y/N)'s soulmate is here!"

"Huh?" Hendery shakes his head, realization slowly settling in. He starts throwing open doors with one goal in mind: a mirror. Finally, he stumbles into the bathroom and holds his face in his hands.

"Oh shit, I had an exam today!" He shouts. In moments, he runs back to the room he came out of. Vanity, wardrobe, desk, bed, where's all his shit?! Wait, hold on, has he always had carpeted floors? No, of course not, he just looked in the mirror and saw that he wasn't him, and now he's freaking out. "Wait... wait, wait... soulmate. What? This should've happened a decade ago!" His hands fly to his hair, tugging at the strands tightly. Well... at least you were a clean person. "Oh shit," he curses again, "my soulmate's in my room right now! I haven't cleaned for ages fuck!" He continues to shout. He'd long given up on meeting his soulmate, much to his sisters' dismay, who tried their hardest to find ways of connecting him to his soulmate for years after he missed the average age. Now that he'd finally made peace with the possibility of being soulmate-less, this. The door opens behind him again and five girls stand behind him. He turns around quickly to look at them. One of them waves shyly while the others looked at him with disbelief. "I need a phone."

"Okay, don't worry, we got you," one of them steps up. "Hi, my name is Yeji," she says. "That's Ryujin, Lia, Chaeryeong, and Yuna. We're (Y/N)'s roommates," she explains while pointing each girl out.

"Kunhang," Hendery raises his hand in an awkward gesture. He clears his throat. "I... uh, could I borrow a phone, please?"

Elsewhere in the world, you've been locked inside a bathroom for who knows how long now, and not willingly, no, you'd given up on trying to open the door a long time ago and have just decided to eavesdrop on the conversation on the otherside. When you'd accidentally tripped up and apparently said something that 'Hendery' would never say, the boy who you first encountered deemed it a good idea to lock you in the bathroom. You didn't even know how that was possible, the lock was on your side yet still you couldn't get the door to budge.

"Bro, bro, what are we supposed to do?!" You heard the same voice panic.

"I don't know!" Another shouts.

"Just don't tell Kun!"

"Don't tell me what?"

"Shit!" Shortly after you heard that, the door opened and the man you presumed to be Kun sighed. You spotted a chair placed off to the side, no doubt the means of keeping you in the bathroom.

"I am so sorry about my roommates, I'm Kun, the one who found out is Yangyang, and this is Ten," he explains. "I know you must be scared and maybe a little worried, but don't worry, I'll help you out."

"Oooh," Yangyang whistles. Kun shoves him aside and smiles.

"I know a thing or two about soulmates, don't worry, we'll track down Kunhang in no time at all, what was it that you said you had to do today?"

"Ah... well, I was supposed to have a girl's day with my roommates," you lied. It would be embarrassing now to admit that you didn't believe you had a soulmate and agreed to go on a date with someone else... a date which you were supposed to start going to in, you checked the time, an hour ago. "Although, looks like we'll have to raincheck now."

"A true shame, well, you see, Hendery had a final today, so I'm pretty sure he's a stressed out as you are right now," Kun mentions, eliciting a small gasp from you.

"Oh, god, what horrible timing for us to switch bodies," your shoulders slumped. "It's okay, I can take the exam, what is it?"

"Uh... advanced calculus," Kun said quickly.

"Oh, fuck," you cried. Within moments, Kun's phone rang.

"Excuse me for a moment," he answers it. "Hello?"

"Kun don't hang up it's me Kunhang and I'm in another body and I don't know what to do how am I going to take my final? Do they have accommodations for soulmates?! This is so unfair!" An unfamiliar voice ranted. Kun said nothing before handing it to you.

"Ah... hello?" Your voice was unsure.

"It was you! Body stealer!"

"Excuse me?!" You gasped. "How rude! I'm going to fail your exam on purpose now!"

"You wouldn't!" You had to admit, it was strange hearing your voice. "If you do then... then I'm telling your blind date that you think he has terrible taste in date spots!"

"How dare you?!" You were full on arguing to the mirror now, not knowing that Hendery was doing the exact same in your apartment. You glanced to the side, seeing that more people have joined your conversation. You closed the door and sighed.

"Okay, wait, let's call a truce. Obviously, both of us don't want to be here right now. So, let's both work together here, okay?" Hendery asks.

"Okay. What should we do?"

"Are you good at calculus?"

"I... I'm okay at it."

"Okay, good. Because I suck at it. And I am a real charmer, according to my sisters, so I'll make sure you have a stellar date even though you've been blessed with my intense good looks."

"You are so full of yourself," you groaned. "But... fine. I agree to your terms. Then, we'll end the day and never talk again."

"Wait... what?!"

"What do you mean, 'wait what'?! It's obvious that neither of us are interested in the other!"

"Whoa, hold on there, whoever said that?! Sure, I gave up because all my friends met their soulmates before me, but now that I know you exist I don't want to just ignore you," Hendery rambles. "I mean... could we at least be friends?" For whatever reason, his last question pierced your heart. It was true, you gave up on your soulmate because you wanted to move on and make a name for yourself after coming to terms that maybe you didn't have a soulmate. People like that certainly existed, and your parents always pitied them, and more so when they found out that you didn't have one. But look at you now. You looked to the mirror again, staring into your soulmate's eyes. Now that you knew that he existed, well, maybe being with your soulmate isn't so bad an idea.

"We'll... we'll figure it out later," you finally answered. "I'll do my best on your test, I promise."

"Oh, thank god, thank you! There's a study guide on my desk... somewhere, I'll do my best on your date too!"

"Thank you!" Your shoulders relaxed. "Okay, let's do this."

"Needless to say, without me, your father here would've flunked out of college," you nudged Hendery harshly and your daughter cooed.

"That... is... so... romantic!" She squealed while her younger brother gagged.

"Ew, why'd you guys have to tell us your sick love story?" Your son groans.

"Hey! I think our love story was very sweet!" Hendery gasps.

"We're just telling you two because, no doubt, your friends have already started swapping bodies or maybe having strange tattoos appear on their bodies, so it's okay to not have any of those experiences yet, there's nothing wrong with that," you say, pulling both of them onto your lap. "Having a soulmate doesn't define you two," you say. Your daughter looks at her hands. You knew it. Her best friend recently said that she started seeing drawings on her arm and, well, you knew your daughter best.

"Yeah, you were even about to give up on me," Hendery nudges you now.

"But I didn't!"

"It was with your uncle Seungmin," he whispers to his kids, causing them to both gasp dramatically.

"Uncle Seungmin?! Him?!" They both yell.

"Don't be so dramatic," you laughed. "Besides, I met your dad and was instantly charmed," your laughs quieted and your daughter swooned while your son sighed.

"What if I don't want a soulmate though?" He asks.

"Then you don't have to meet them," you say.

"But wouldn't that hurt their feelings?" He asks.

"Well... that's something for you and your soulmate to discuss," you say. Times are different now, you knew a lot of people who didn't end up dating or marrying their soulmates, and there was a certain beauty to it. But, as you looked over your kids' heads to your husband, having a soulmate really isn't all that bad.

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ethan-torchio-angelo · 3 years ago

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Isn't It Lovely

Summary: two girls in a town where if anyone knew of their feelings towards each other, they'd be locked away

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: sadness, angst, a love that feels illegal, a few swear words

A/N: so I was in my feels. You're welcome for this sad little bit

2 a.m.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

The words tumble from her mouth before she can even think to stop them. When she gets no reply she fears she’s messed up, ruined the night like she’s done so many times before. A hand touches her cheek, her head moving to face the girl laying beside her, and she’s met with a warm smile that calms all of her nerves.

“My mind constantly races with thoughts of you.”

It’s whispered so quietly, afraid the loudness of a confession like that could break their peaceful bubble right apart. There is a fire that burns in both their veins, fueled by words unspoken, words that feel illegal to even think. They can’t say what they really want to. In this small little corner of the world, the words I love you seem like a death sentence if anyone hears them coming from the two girls. So it stays between them and the three boys that are more their family than anyone else.

They’re laying on the roof of Victoria's trailer, it is dark and quiet, the stars being their only company. There’s a bottle of Damianos moonshine and a pack of cigarettes stolen from the corner shop being split between them. The closest thing they can get to a real date.

“One day, we’ll leave this place behind. I’ll take you to the ocean and we’ll get married, right then and there. And the best part is, no one can stop us.”

Victoria is always the optimistic one, always telling her of the things that seem impossible. “What about the boys? Lord knows they’d be lost without us.”

She sits up to face the girl, a goofy grin on her face, “Well, they’ll come with us of course! We’ll need someone to protect us from the scary sea monsters.”

She laughs, sitting up now too, and takes a swig of the bitter alcohol. She loves how Vic talks about the life they could have. It’s nice to dream, she thinks.

The wind picks up suddenly, a cold breeze floating through the space around them, and they’re reminded of the quickly changing seasons. Victoria shivers and she’s quick to wrap the girl beside her in one of the blankets. The summer had been short and autumn was quickly approaching, a reminder that this could be the last few hours they’d have together.

Victoria had gotten accepted to Julliard on a full scholarship, something she’d applied to on a whim with no real hopes of getting in. She’d be gone in the morning, off to live the dream she’d always wanted. While the other girl still had no idea of what she wanted from life, no connections anywhere, she’d most likely be stuck here working at the corner shop for the rest of her life.

Victoria huddled into the warmth of the blanket and took a long drag from one of the cigarettes. She could feel eyes on her, turning her head to look at the girl beside her, “What’re you staring at, pretty girl?”

The girl blushes, caught in the act of trying to commit her face to memory. “You. Trying to make sure I never forget what you look like.”

Victoria sighs, “I don’t have to leave, ya know. I could stay here, with you and the boys. We could be trailer park trash together.”

“No. You’re going to go off to New York and live the life you’ve been dreaming of, don’t worry about me.”

She takes another swig of the burning liquid, trying to drink away her sorrows. They’ve talked about it before, Vic staying here, but she’s always refused the offer. She knows it’d make her miserable and she can’t bear to be the reason why her love is sad.

“Then come with me. We could get a little apartment, you can find a job while I’m at school. We could be free.”

She’s got a line of tears pooling in her eyes, a flush covering her cheeks, and the alcohol is running rampid in her veins. She can’t help but hope, wanting nothing more than to have the one thing she knows she can’t.

“I can’t come with you Vic, you know that. I’ve got nothing going for me, I’d only keep you from doing what you want. I can’t do that to you, it’d break my heart.”

Another sigh leaves the girl. She dreams too much, she knows that, but is it so awful to want to be happy? “Do you love me?”

It’s a question that strikes her right in the heart. “You know I do.”

“No, I don’t. You’ve never said it, and you only act like you do when we’re alone. I’m the one who always says it, but I’ve never heard those words leave your lips.”

There’s a fire burning through her. She wishes she could blame it on the alcohol, but the question has been haunting her for weeks now, it was just a matter of time before they were brought to light.

“You know what it would mean if anyone heard us say it.”

Vic stands up abruptly, throwing the blanket from her body and pacing the length of the rooftop. “I don’t give a damn about anything but you! I love you, and I don’t care who knows it! They can burn me at the stake for all I care, I just want you.”

There are tears running down her cheeks now and she feels like her body is on fire. Her next words are barely above a whisper, but the girl hears them loud and clear, “I’ve only ever wanted you.”

She stands and walks over to Vic, reaching out to grab her, pulling her into her arms. She rubs circles into her back as she freely cries. Victoria gasps for air, feeling like she’s drowning. “Am I not enough for you? Am I not good enough?”

“No, no. That’s not it,” She takes a deep breath before pulling away to look into her eyes, “I love you. There’s no doubt about it.”

“Then what is it? Why does everything have to be a struggle with you? I feel like I’m trying to convince you of something I’m not even sure is worth fighting for anymore.”

She’s taken aback by the confession. “You don’t mean that Vic.”

“Maybe I do. Clearly you don’t know me that well if you don’t think I’d give up everything to be with you!”

She’s shouting and pacing again, and she knows someone could hear her, but she doesn’t care. She’d climb the tallest building and declare her love for the girl if it meant she could convince her. “Is it really so horrible to think that we could get away from all of this and be together?”

“You know we can’t.”

She stops her pacing, turning to stare at the other girl. “You’re the only one saying that. There is nothing keeping you here, nothing. But yet you keep saying you can’t leave. What is so important that it’s keeping you from being happy?”

Everything falls silent, and moments pass before she can bring herself to speak. She starts crying and it takes everything in her to speak her next words, “I’m pregnant.”

The words hang in the air like a knife over their heads. Victoria feels like all of the air has been sucked from her lungs. “How? Who?”

“At the graduation party Thomas threw. We’d been fighting, and I saw you hanging with another girl and I got jealous. I needed something to distract me so I got drunk and when he kissed me I didn’t even think of pushing him away. I don’t even remember his name, I don’t think he even told me. I regretted it the second it was over. We used a condom and I took plan b, but it clearly didn’t work. I found out last week, Dami drove me into the city. I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry.”

It is silent for what feels like hours. The wind whips around them, a storm forming overhead. They stand facing each other, staring into the other's eyes.

It’s Victoria who breaks the silence, a laugh escaping her lips. It is loud and ugly, strained by the tears still falling from her eyes. It’s not the time to laugh, but she can’t help it. “I hate you. Not because you’re pregnant, because if you had just told me we could have gone through this together. But because you’re choosing to subject it to the same life we were so desperate to escape. You could leave with me and we could raise that kid in a life far better than either of us had, but you’re a coward.”

The words feel like venom on her tongue. She can see the hurt cross the girl's face, a feeling of guilt settling in her gut, but she can’t take the words back now.

“Maybe I am. But that is my choice to make.”

Victoria turns away, heading to the ladder, whispering words that hurt them both, “Then It is your choice to make alone.”

Sometimes the hardest thing in life is loving someone and letting them go.

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