#and swipe through videos for a bit :) ❤️

[nostalgicfun]

If anyone here is on tiktok and would like to enjoy nostalgia content over yonder, my handle on there is @nostalgic.fun ! I try to do fun content that's a little engaging 🌈

[hy6erion]

Well, apparently here I am, again. Because my lovely fyp decided to gift me these two videos that I need to see in context with viktor.

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZNdJdBS4a/

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZNdJdrcyE/

No rush tho❤️

Also maybe I ought to request some more jayce in the future. I'm out here requesting a thousand sweet things with viktor and just atrocious smut with jayce... anyway...

I hope you're well and taking care of yourself💐💐

~all the love 🍒

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬-𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟-𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✰⍣..𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 "𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡", 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬-𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬.

Viktor leaned back against the worn-out cushions of your shared couch, eyes half-lidded but glittering with fondness as he let out a soft sigh. His normally pristine vest was already smudged with faint lipstick marks, a testament to just how dedicated you were to this little “experiment.”

“You’re enjoying this far too much,” he murmured, voice laced with amusement, though his breath hitched ever so slightly when you leaned in closer, twisting open the next lipstick tube.

“Oh, come on,” you grinned, tapping your index finger against his lips. “You’re the one who agreed to be my test subject. You can’t back out now.”

A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he tilted his head, watching you swipe the fresh shade onto your mouth. “I am merely a man of science,” he mused, fingers drumming against the armrest. “And as such, I must endure rigorous trials in the name of research.”

You laughed, giving a dramatic smack of your lips before grabbing his chin gently. “That’s the spirit! Now, pucker up, Professor.”

Viktor barely had time to inhale before you pressed a firm, lingering kiss against his cheek. When you pulled away, you bit your lower lip in anticipation, eyes flicking down to see the imprint left behind. It was a soft coral shade, and like all the others before it, it had failed spectacularly in its so-called ‘kiss-proof’ claim.

“Another failure,” you sighed, mock disappointment dripping from your tone as you rubbed your thumb against the stain on his skin. “But that’s not the only part of the experiment, is it?”

His lips twitched as he huffed out a quiet chuckle. “Ah, yes. The taste test.”

You smirked, leaning forward with your arms braced on either side of him, pressing another chaste kiss to his lips. “Exactly. Now, what does it taste like?”

Viktor’s golden eyes flickered with something unreadable as he pretended to consider, tongue darting out ever so slightly to wet his lips. He hummed in thought, a slow, deliberate sound.

“Mm… Fruity, but not overly sweet,” he murmured, tilting his head as if deciphering a complex formula. “There’s a hint of citrus, but something richer beneath it.” His gaze locked onto yours, playful yet entirely focused. “Peach?”

Your grin widened. “Ding ding ding! Correct again.”

He let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “At this rate, I am starting to think you are less concerned about the results and more interested in—”

You cut him off with another kiss, this time pressing your lips against the corner of his mouth. His breath hitched ever so slightly, and you felt the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of his slacks, resisting the urge to grab onto you.

When you pulled back, his expression was unreadable for a fraction of a second—then he exhaled a soft laugh, shaking his head. “You are insatiable.”

“Oh, I absolutely am,” you teased, reaching for another tube. “But we’re far from done, darling.”

Viktor exhaled through his nose, feigning exasperation even as he allowed you to smear yet another shade onto your lips. His gaze followed the motion with rapt attention, watching the way your mouth moved.

You twisted open the next tube, the color a bold, sultry red. “Alright, let’s see if this one actually lives up to the marketing.”

Viktor barely had a moment to brace himself before your hands were on his face again, cupping his jaw with gentle insistence. His pulse stuttered when you leaned in, this time pressing a deliberate, lingering kiss against his lips rather than his cheek.

He made a faint sound against your mouth—a cross between a hum and a sigh—as his fingers curled against the couch, resisting the urge to pull you closer.

You pulled back slowly, eyes flicking down to inspect your handiwork. His lips were now painted with the deep crimson shade, a perfect imprint left behind.

“Another failure,” you whispered, grinning.

Viktor exhaled, voice slightly uneven. “Yes, what a shame.”

You laughed, brushing your thumb along the smudged pigment at the corner of his mouth. “Alright, genius, what’s the flavor?”

Viktor’s lashes fluttered for a moment as he gathered his thoughts—then, in a move that had your breath catching, he lifted his hand, brushing the pad of his thumb against your lower lip. His touch was featherlight, the barest trace of pressure as he smeared the leftover color.

His voice was lower when he spoke. “Cherry.”

You swallowed. “Correct again.”

His eyes darkened slightly, lips quirking up at the corners. “I am beginning to think I should demand a prize for my flawless performance.”

You grinned, tilting your head. “Oh? And what exactly would you like?”

Viktor’s smile was slow and deliberate as he lifted his hand to your jaw, tilting your face just slightly. His thumb traced a lazy path along your chin, and his voice dropped to something softer, more intimate.

“Perhaps… a more thorough taste test?”

Heat bloomed beneath your skin, but you only smirked, leaning in once more.

“Well then,” you murmured, brushing your lips against his. “In the name of science…”

And with that, you kissed him again, abandoning all pretense of the experiment.

[smoothies-are-cool]

scott street

boyfriend! chris sturniolo x reader

summary: subscribers are convinced chris and his girlfriend broke up so they start making sad edits.

warnings: swearing, kissing, pet names (baby, ma, mama), mentions of y/n.

a/n: randomly got this idea, enjoy and please please read the author’s note at the end !! <3

november 1, 2020

halloween vlog with mom and y/n

“okay so, we have another special guest for todays video. chris’ girlfriend y/n!” nick exclaims as chris’ hand wraps around y/n from behind and rests on her stomach. y/n just smiles and waves at the camera.

february 12, 2021

guess the triplet by zoomed in pictures !!!

“chris wants to see if y/n can get some right so she’s gonna just go for fun.” matt explains as y/n moves to sit in front of the camera. chris stands behind her.

“alright.” nick says, turning his phone around to show a picture of someone’s hair. y/n squints her eyes to try and see the picture.

after a few seconds she giggles. “matt.”

“correct. next one.” nick smiles, swiping to the next picture.

the next picture showed an arm but in the corner of the picture you could see a little bit of a red t-shirt.

she immediately gasps. “chris! that’s chris.”

“how did you get that!” chris asks, his mouth open slightly.

“the red shirt. that was our first date and our first picture.” she tells him, looking up at him from her chair.

“well it’s safe to say y/n can tell us apart.” nick says, grabbing the camera.

june 25, 2021

baking pizza blindfolded with chris

“chris!” y/n giggles as chris starts playing with the flour on the counter.

“what baby?” he asks, laughing as well.

“stop playing with the flour.” she tells him as matt stands on the other side of chris.

march 4, 2024

sturniololvr

liked by 43,929

sturniololvr - i miss them.

12,741 comments

user - the last video she was in was the everyone relax video 😔

march 6, 2024

y/n ❤️:

*attachment one video*

this one has a little kick to it

chris baby 🫶:

y/n/n please stop sending me break up edits of us we’re literally still together.

y/n ❤️:

IM SORRY BABY BUT THEYRE LITERALLY EVERYWHERE

may 17, 2023

“chris can we talk?” y/n asks. chris’ mind immediately starts running millions of miles a minute. he thought she was breaking up with him.

“no!” he quickly exclaims. y/n gasps, realizing what was going through his mind.

“no baby i’m not breaking up with you.” she tells him.

“oh okay then yes we can talk.” he nods, walking closer to her, their chests almost touching.

“is it okay if i’m not really in the videos anymore? i really love being in them with you guys but the fans have gotten to be too much. i’ve tried to ignore them.” she tells him softly. chris’ face softens.

“of course, yeah. i’ll tell nick and matt in the morning.” chris nods softly.

“i’m sor-“ she begins to apologize.

“don’t even think about apologizing. i understand and i know that nick and matt will understand too. c’mere.” he says, pulling her into him.

march 13, 2024

chris makes matt and nick his favorite meal

“chris do you think i could be in today’s video? even for just like a second. i don’t like people thinking that we broke up.” y/n asks softly, just before the triplets were about to film a wednesday video.

“yeah mama, you’re always allowed in a video.” chris nods, a smile on his face.

“y/n come get your plate!” chris smiles at his girlfriend who was sitting in the living room. a happy smile spreads on her face as she walks into the view of the camera to grab the plate out of chris’ hand.

“thank you.” she smiles, quickly pecking his lips before walking back to the living room. she would usually eat at the table but the boys were currently using the table.

a smile stayed on y/n’s face as she scrolled through all the comments the newest video.

user - Y/N BABY

user - i can die happily knowing they’re still together

user - y’all are crazy

user - i missed her 😕😕

user - FAVVVVVV COUPLE THEYRE SO CUTE

a/n: hey guys !! sorry for being so inactive, this year has been so so crazy. for starters, i lost my great grandmother january first, and then i lost my great grandfather on february twenty third. a few months later, my older brother attempted and was put into a hospital, and now my grandfather has cancer that spread to his lungs and brain. on top of everything, i’ve been preparing for my aunt’s wedding (i’m a bridesmaid) and everything has been super stressful. i wanted to post something and let you guys know that i’ll be taking a break to take time for myself and to spend time with my family. i’ll still be lurking around on the app, commenting, reblogging, etc, i just won’t be posting any fics for a little while.

i hope you can all understand and i love you all <3 <3 <3

[pablitogavii]

I NEED A NEW POST ASAP 😭😭😭😭

Coming your way! <333

Good News

It was a grueling couple of months for Pablo. You made sure to be besides him through all of it and show your support.

Oftentimes you couldn't do much about the pain but after the long physicals you would cuddle him and play with his hair while he sleeps on your chest.

You also tried to talk to him through more depressive steps where he would watch his old videos with teammates and reminisce of the times he played for Barça.

"I want to go back amor ... I'm lost without them ... and so tired" one night he cried after a very intnse physical feeling his whole body trembling from how much pain he had to push through.

"I know, cariño ...and you will just rest now" you reassured him while he kept swiping through pictures enjoying your hands in his hair.

Today was a talk with his doctors who will give him an approximate return date and Pablo was so nervous about it. It was scheduled for ten in the morning but he was already up at five twisting and turning in bed until you woke up as well.

"Pablo, it's not even morning ...go back to bed cariño porfa" I said and he pulled you closer starting to kiss all over your face not letting you sleep.

"I can't sleep amor ... I'm so anxious!!!" he whined and you giggled opening your eyes and pulling him into a kiss.

"Want me to make some breakfast then?" you ask and he holds you tight not letting you move away from him.

"I want you here with me ... just tell me everything will be fine porfa" he said twirling a piece of your hair around his fingers.

"Of course everything will be fine cariño ... you're recovering nicely and I'm sure it won't be too long until you return to the pitch" you said and he smiled praying to God you were right.

"Thank you, princesa ... what would have I done without you?" he said and you giggled kissing him.

"You wouldn't have anyone to torture at five in the morning!" you said and you both laughed while enjoying your time in bed.

When it was time to leave, Pablo's dad noticed his son's nervousness as he opened his car door.

"Did he sleep at all?" he asked you and you smiled saying he was just a bit anxious but will be better after the meet. You sat besides him holding his hand the whole ride.

Once arrived at the camp, there was a crowd all yelling "good luck Gavi!" while he nodded holding your hand tightly and limping inside carefully. There all his friends waited and gave him a reassuring hug before we were invite into the office with the doctors.

"Let's not crowd the room" the doctor said and you offered staying out but Gavi wouldn't let go of your hand now really starting to panic.

"Can she come inside with me, doctor?" he asked adorably and the older man smiled nodding his head and letting us both in followed by his father.

"First, I want you to know these are good news so don't be nervous" he started and Pablo finally relaxed. The doctor explained that his recovery is moving better than expected and that he will be ready for preseason maybe even earlier.

"So I might play Euros too?" Pablo was already ready to jump back in but doctor told him that would be a cardinal mistake.

"Cariño, remember we need to be patient" you say touching his cheek and he nods still a little disappointed but knowing this was all a blessing.

'You just keep listening to your lovely lady, and you will be back in no time kid" his dad says and Pablo kissed the top of your head lovingly while you smiled with red cheeks.

"I couldn't of done it without her ..." he said and everyone smiled at the two of you while you rested your head on his shoulder thanking God for there good news <333

y.n.bebe

Barcelona, Spain

From being his biggest fan to being his girlfriend ... my champion is coming back in June and I am thanking God for such a blessing every day. Love you, cariño ❤️❤️❤️

comentarios:

pablogavi: i love you mi amor!!!❤️❤️❤️

pedri: welcome back brother!

ansufati: the best!!!

fcbarcelona: waiting for you with open arms gavi❤️

aurorapezg: her love healed him❤️

gavisfans: love them together! come back strong champion

I'm so happy to hear he's coming back stronger! ❤️❤️❤️

[haitaniplug]

Hello! Um, can you please continue the ran x reader angst? The one that has pregnant reader. Maybe some angst to fluff? I can't sleep bc i keep thinking many ending for the story. Your story is very interesting and i love it ❤️ thank you!

decided to give Ran another chance cuz hes my hubby and I can't stay mad at him <3

part one here

genre: angst to fluff

"So she left you?" The woman circled Ran as he sat in his office desk, face flat on the desk as his thoughts were racing.

"Yeah," Ran paused, "and I'll never get to see her again."

"Hmmm," she hummed as she sat on his lap, tracing his chest which caused him to sit up and glare at her. "Can you not?" Ran asked, about to shove her off till she grabbed his wrists stopping him.

"Just listen to me." She grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at her. "You love her?" She asked, tilting her face closer.

"...Yeah." Ran responded. In all honestly, he didn't feel like he had the right to say that. He messed up big time, and he cannot even blame his actions on alcohol, since he was sober a good 90% of the time.

If only he could turn back time.

"Then why'd you do it?" She let go of his face, moving off his lap and sat on his desk, hooking her feet on the armrest on his chair pulling him closer to her.

"I don't know. It was a stupid mistake." Ran was telling the full truth here. He didn't know why. Sex was just addicting, and he felt bad asking to fuck you all the time, especially cause of how sensitive you were. He was a rough guy, always has been. He feels guilty when he's too rough with you, so he goes and finds other women to be rough too.

It's not an excuse he knows that, simply just a justification.

"You look weak right now," she admitted, hopping off the desk and walking behind his chair, "She leaves tonight right?" He nodded, "you know which airport?"

"No." he began, "I don't even know what time her flight is."

"Talk to Manjiro. He might tell you." She let go of his chair and walked outside, "He knows how it feels to lose loved ones." She said before exiting the office.

Ran sighed for the nth time that day, picking up his phone as he scrolled through his camera roll, all the way to April 2010, he was fast asleep and you were sat on his lap as you stole his phone taking a bunch of secret selfie pictures.

Then scrolling down a bit more, there was a few photos of you two in the living room, you were braiding his hair as you watched some crappy documentary in the back.

Swiping a bit more, there was a video. The phone was on the couch, facing the ceiling and the only thing he could hear was your laughter as he tickled you for something he honestly couldn't remember what for. But he found himself repeating the video for the next hour or so.

He missed you so, so so much. It was becoming painful at this point, and he was growing desperate.

He tucked his phone into his pocket and stood up, making his way to Mikey's office, barging in there without knocking. "Yeah?" Mikey asked as he stared at Ran.

Sanzu, obviously, was there too, spinning around in Mikey's spare desk chair with no care in the world. "What time is she leaving?" Ran asked and Mikey shrugged. "Bullshit," Ran spoke out fast, "You bought her fucking tickets. You know when she's leaving. What time?"

Mikey shrugged again.

Ran took a deep breath, "Please Mikey, I.. I can't lose her."

"You already lost her. You're just realising it right now."

"I know. I know what I did was horrible, and she hates me, but I can't live with myself knowing she will be thousands of miles away from me forever."

Mikey looked blankly ahead, an uncomfortable silence ringing throughout the room. Every second Mikey stayed silent, Ran’s patience grew thinner.

“Mi—,”

“I’ll tell you.” Mikey finally spoke. Hope returning in Ran’s eyes. “I’ll tell you, but good luck winning her back. She fucking hates you.” He tapped Ran on the chest once

“She leaves at like 10PM, her flight is at 11.” She’s probably packing her bags right now. Ran thought.

Sanzu laughed, “Isn’t this cute.” He placed his face on his palms as his elbows rested on the table. “Good luck, Im rooting for ya!” He winked before spinning around on his chair again.

“Good luck,” Mikey said.

+

By the time Ran arrived at the airport, it was around 10:40PM. He has 20 minutes to find you, praying to whoever was up in the skies that you hadn’t gotten on your plane early.

You were seated in the waiting areas, staring at the window, counting the stars in the sky.

Sixty five… sixty six, sixty seven, sixty eight, sixty—

“Nine.” You had turned to look at the familiar voice. "No.." you muttered to yourself, standing up, "No, no no." You grabbed your suitcase and started to speed walk. You didn't even know where you were going, just anywhere he wasn't there.

"Y/n wait," you sighed at how fast he caught up to you. This fucking pregnancy, you cursed internally. You could've outrun him easily. "Leave me alone Haitani, you're going to make me miss my flight."

As if it were pure coincidence, an alert noise came through the speakers. "Flight 506 has been delayed, I repeat Flight 506 has been delayed. If you were boarding for Flight 506, please see the people at the front, you may be welcome to go back home or stay in a hotel until a new Flight has been assigned, thank you."

"You have gotta be fucking kidding me." You turned to face Ran, "What did you do?" You glared at him.

"I didn't do anyth—,"

"Bullshit." You practically spat venom, "I could hear how shaky the woman's voice was when she was talking. What did you do?"

Ran sighed, "I got them to cancel the flight."

You scoffed loudly, "Are you fucking kidding me?!" You hit his chest causing him to stumble backwards only a little bit. You picked up your suitcase again and started walking to the front.

"Y/N..." He walked behind you, trying to get you to talk to him. Arriving at the front, you waited in the long queue. Feeling someone brush up against your back, you pushed him back, "Don't touch me Ran."

"Can we just talk, please?" You side eyed him, "Ran if you don't get away from me, I'll scream bloody murder right now. I'm not afraid to cause a scene."

Ran looked around, seeing the security guards stationed all over the place. He grabbed your suitcase which you left unattended and started to roll away with it.

"Wha— Hey! Ran give it back!" You stepped out of line and started to follow him. Since you weren't able to run, he was able to take you to the far end of the airport, near the exit, taking the suitcase out and putting it in his car.

"Go and get it." He smiled, gesturing inside. You stood outside the car glaring at him. Knowing fully well once you go inside, he would just lock the door and force you to the have the conversation you'd been dreading to have.

"It's fine, I'll just buy new stuff." You were about to walk back inside the airport, but remembering your bag was on the handles of the suitcase. Your phone, your passport, your tickets... Everything you needed to leave the country was inside there.

Ran smirked as he saw you step inside the car, not even making an attempt to leave, cause you knew he could easily overpower you.

You grabbed your bag, and shifted to the far end of the car seat, placing your suitcase in between the two of you. If you were going to be in this car, the least you could do is have some space.

Ran watched you the entire car ride back to his place, you hadn't looked at him once, facing the window watching the raindrops slip down the window, matching the tears on your face.

How badly he wanted to reach over and comfort you, rub your belly and kiss you dumb. But he couldn't. He didn't feel worthy.

Arriving at his place, he tapped you on the shoulder, but you seemed to have fallen asleep. He took this opportunity to lift you up and out of the car, telling his men to bring your belongings inside.

Ran kicked the door open and placed you on his your side of the bed, watching you subconsciously melt into the sheets. He sat on the side of the bed, watching your every move. He missed you so so much.

By the time morning came, he was asleep on the side of the bed next to you, but keeping his distance, knowing he wasn't worthy of sleeping next to you.

You rubbed your eyes, remembering last nights events and silently cried. The sadness turned to anger. You reached over and shoved his sides, causing him to wake up confused.

"I hate you!" You cried out, your emotions on haywire as your pregnancy played a role in your sudden mood change. You straddled him, hitting his chest over and over again, muttering how he ruined your life.

He couldn't do anything but sit there and take your continuous hits. They didn't hurt physically , he's been through worse, but mentally it felt like a stab in the back.

After a while, you stopped hitting him and just cried, the tears dropping and landing on his grey shirt, making it darker. Ran sat up abruptly, causing you to slip and land on the bed ass first.

Ran grabbed you by the thigh, making you straddle him again, but hugged you so tight. No matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't escape his grip.

Your biggest fear came true, you found yourself melting into his embrace. You couldn't be separate from him, as much as you tried to hate him, you couldn't. Which is why you never wanted to see him again.

"Put me down.." you whispered as you tried to struggle but he just held you tighter, but not to tight to hurt your belly.

"Please talk to me y/n.. fuck. I miss you so much." You didn't want to believe his bullshit, until you felt something wet on your shoulder. You pulled away and lifted his face up, seeing a few tears dropping from his eyes.

For as long as you'd known Ran, you never once seen him cry. Not even when he got stabbed, not even when Izana died. Not once. Your eyes widened as you reached out and touched it, just to see if the tear was real.

The wetness stained your finger and he dipped his face back into your shoulder, as if he was embarrassed. His whole life, he only let Rindou see him cry. And that was accidental.

To see The Ran Haitani, so vulnerable infront of you, did something to your heart. "Ran—"

"Shut up," he whispered, wiping his tears away, "you didn't see anything."

"But i did." You smiled, almost forgetting what he had done to you. "I gotta go." You tried to stand up before you felt yourself getting lost in Ran's embrace again, but he was quicker.

"Y/n I am so sorry. You probably won't believe me— there's no excuse for what I did, so I'm not going to sit here and try make one up." He looked you directly in the eye, "I fucked up. I'll admit that. I fucked up so badly, but I was so blinded by lust I didn't see any wrongdoings in my actions. Until I lost you. I never felt the same again. I stayed up for so many days, just waiting to hear the door unlock and you'd come back to me. When I heard you were leaving me for good, I knew I couldn't let that happen. You're my everything," he grabbed your hand and kissed it, "I don't care how long it takes for you to trust me again, I'll be there for you whatever your decision will be. Just please, dont leave me. Stay... please."

You blinked the tears that were forming on your eyes away, looking down to properly think. "I- i don't want to be hurt again Ran.. It hurt so much, I'm scared. I never want to feel that way again-"

"You won't!" He cut you off quickly, "I'll do anything to make it up to you. Anything. Name it."

"I just.. i don't know." You looked down. "I want to forgive you, but I cant bring myself to."

"I understand. Take as long as you need, I promise I'll be here for you when you made up your mind. Whether you see your future with or without me, I'll be there, for you," he pointed at your belly, "and them."

You had almost forgotten you were pregnant. "I-okay. I'll forgive you," you watched all hope come back in his eyes, " But only cause I don't want our baby to grow up fatherless." You huffed, not wanting him to know you directly forgave him, "I am still mad at you"

"I know," he leaned over and kissed your cheek, "And I'll do anything to make you mine again." He held you closer, "I love you so much y/n."

You took a moment, contemplating whether you should say it back or not. But Ran didn't care if you did, he knew it would take time for those words to come out of your mouth again, and he already prepared himself for the worst.

He set you back down on the bed before standing up, "I gotta use the bathroom." You nodded and settled under the covers.

"Wait Ran?" You called out before he left the room, "I- I love you too."

[leslie-lyman]

Les! I just saw your call for asks! (I literally am the worst at being a human these days). How was your trip? How was the flight?

It got me thinking about Pero and Tess. We know they travel together but what is like the first time Pero gets on an airplane? Is he fascinated or horrified? Does Tess explain the mile high club to him? Does he enjoy the terrible snacks?

I love you, you fabulous beautiful kind human 🖤

Caaaaaaaaaaaat ilysm ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

My trip was excellent!! Completely exhausting, but I’m so glad I went even though I was so anxious about it. AND I got to spend a day at Tokyo DisneySea, so that made everything worth it.

We also went out one night for drinks in Golden Gai, which is this TINY area of about three alleyways in the Shinjuku neighborhood of Tokyo that somehow survived the bombings in WWII and so is an amazing time capsule of pre-war Tokyo architecture. Today it houses over 200 bars, most of which seat only 3-8 people max! It was incredible. Some pics for u:

The flight wasn’t as bad as I’d feared; on the way over, there wasn’t anyone in the middle seat next to me, which gave me more space. And on the flight back I got upgraded to business, THANK GOD. So I slept pretty well! (Even if I’m now fighting a cold I picked up somewhere along the way.)

As for your other questions…I think about Tessa taking Pero on a plane for the first time basically every time I fly now and I love you to death for asking about it!!!!

Tessa would do a lot of prep with Pero. She’d be more nervous than he would be; not necessarily about him being on the plane, but about going through security. Moira, with her broad powers of manipulation, has magicked up a set of identification documents for Pero. But if he gets pulled aside by TSA, what if they ask him questions he can’t answer? What if something happens and Tessa can’t be by his side to help explain things and Pero doesn’t understand what’s going on?

So they practice. Tessa shows him every video on TSA’s website explaining how airport security works, then every video she can find on YouTube about it so he can see in advance what the procedure will look like. Then she has him explain the process back to her to make sure he’s absorbed each step. They run through all sorts of scenarios like they’re engaging in the world’s least-sexy role play: what if Pero gets pulled for secondary screening? What if they have to pat him down, or swipe his hands for residue? What if his bag gets extra screening? What does he do and where does he wait if any of those things happen to Tessa?

Then they move on to the actual flight itself. Again, thank god for YouTube and the many, many travel vloggers on there extensively documenting their flying experiences. Tessa can show Pero exactly what it looks like to be on a plane, from takeoff to landing, and can show him videos that explain how planes work and what different sounds and things mean better than she ever could. But of course, watching a video of being on a plane and actually being on a plane are two different things…

They do a test flight, the shortest Tessa can find: Chicago to Indianapolis. Henry drops them off, then drives down to Indy to pick them up. Tessa breathes a huge sigh of relief when they get through security without a hitch. Pero is quiet as they wait at their gate, which isn’t unusual for him, but he’s more nervous than he lets on. He won’t show it though, a combination of the ingrained effects of stoic toxic masculinity and Pero’s general desire not to contribute to Tessa’s worries.

Tessa springs for first class, which is a bit ridiculous for so short a flight, but it’s more comfortable, less claustrophobic, and, importantly, means it’s just the two of them in their row. Pero takes the window seat. Tessa feels more acutely than ever before the weight of Pero’s trust in her. It’s one thing to say the things you see on tv aren’t real, trust me, or this medicine is safe and will cure your headache, trust me, or you’ll like this food, Pero, trust me. Flying is terrifying even to people who grew up with it as part of their lives; how much faith does Pero have to have in her to believe her when she tells him that this is safe, this will work, this is normal? Tessa’s eyes trace the lines of Pero’s profile as he stares out the window as they taxi and she cannot believe how much love she has for this brave, brave man.

They take off, and Pero is surprised at how loud it is. He reaches for Tessa’s hand and the only sign of his nerves is how tightly he holds onto her. But he stays glued to the window the entire time, completely in awe and unconvinced that there’s no magical component to making this work.

What would William think of this, he can’t help but wonder.

Only the snack cart is enough to distract him from the view. Tessa had warned him that airplane food would disappoint him. And it does, but that doesn’t stop him from trying one of everything.

They land in Indianapolis and Pero decides landing is definitely his favorite part.

But he would do it again, he tells Tessa. It certainly beats spending weeks on horseback.

Thank god, Tessa thinks. This means now we can go to Spain.

As for the mile-high club…

Pero hears some vlogger make a passing joke about it on one of the videos they watch.

“What does that mean? Mile-high club?”

He does not expect Tessa’s ears to turn pink with embarrassment, but they do, and his question has her squirming where she’s curled up against his side on the couch. Before, he was curious. Now he’s intrigued.

“It’s, um, slang,” Tessa says, not meeting his eye. “If you’re a member of the mile-high club, it means you’ve had sex on a plane.”

Oh now there’s a possibility Pero had not considered.

“And are you, mi amor?” he asks, not wasting an opportunity to tease his flustered little witch. “A member of this club?”

“No!” is her emphatic reply. “I’d absolutely die of mortification if I got caught, and it’s not like it’s easy to get away with. Besides, the only place to do it is in those tiny airplane bathrooms that are barely big enough for one person, let alone two.”

Pero hums as he considers, trailing the hand not wrapped around her shoulders up the smooth skin of her thigh, pushing the hem of her dress higher. He watches her pupils dilate, and is sure that if he keeps going he’ll find her panties already damp for him.

“Even so,” he says, fully planning on tugging her down the hall and bending her over their bathroom sink, “we’ve prepared for every other kind of scenario on this journey. We should practice for this one too, don’t you think?”

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The power of raw files! Don’t miss out this entire post, swipe left to see the before and after, plus keep reading the caption… . When I travelled with my dear friends of East Java and @exploreindonesia we planned an epic trip over the place and the only spot I was a bit frustrated was Bromo mountain. If you have been there you know the process to get up there, from traveling far from Surabaya, waking up early or even not sleeping at all to get the 4x4 in time for sunrise. Driving up the mountain and getting stuck in wet lands, plus an extreme cold I never prepared myself to handle. . So, after all this efforts, we got there in a terrible weather situation, where I could barely see the mountain. Normally the deep fog happens down on the bottom of the Bromo Mountain and surrounds, but this day all fog was stuck on the point view everyone waits for the sunrise. . Long story short, sunrise came up and during the short period of strong wind I could take the second image of this post in raw mode, you can notice by that image all my frustration, right?! So now the fun part comes, when you shoot raw you have the strong dynamic range of your camera working in your favor. . My editing process in this image started using one of my own Presets, plus applying some raw correction on Lightroom. The result you can see on the third image of this post. After that, I started to bring some life through my mobile process, when the contrast and colours really popped up and there’s the first image on this post, lastly you can see a video with before and after reaction 🙌🏼🔥 . Hope you liked the post and could be impressed by the final result, please share this post with your friends who loves photography ❤️✈️ . P.S. I’ll show the editing process on Stories this week… (at Bromo Tengger Semeru) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ5mILYMJDW/?utm_medium=tumblr

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