#ariana's wedding photos

[bridgeportbritt]

Creeksbrey Ballroom | Umbrage, SimDonia

After a quick cocktail hour in the hall, the guests returned to the ballroom which was transformed into a beautiful reception. Guests enjoyed dinner, dancing, and of course more wedding festivities. The newlywed couple had their first dance, cut their cake, and enjoyed time with family.

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[libraryofloveletters]

Written In The Photos - Social Media Series

decided to take a little break from writing (I will still be writing after this, don’t worry!) but I didn’t want to leave you guys without content so I present the Written In The Photos series. each driver/player has a song and their post is inspired by said song :) I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed making it <3 // special thank you to my bestie @themandaloriansdiaries for all her help with song choices and all the cracked out convos we had to put it together. 

Carlos Sainz Jr - Smooth Operator by Sade

late nights, jet leg and messed up sleep schedules lead to words spoken which would normally be kept to themselves. 

Jack Grealish - Hot Girl Summer by Meg Thee Stallion 

party after party, Jack seems to be spotted with the same girl over and over again.

Lewis Hamilton - Loveeeeeee Song by Rihanna and Future 

he’s sick and tired of seeing you in private, he wants the world to know you’re his. 

Sergio Ramos - Way 2 Sexy by Drake 

working for a footballer isn’t easy, it’s even harder when everyone thinks you’re dating. ( footballer x pr manager)

Max Verstappen  - Can We Still Friends by Tyler, The Creator

even the best of the friends can have falling outs, especially when you’re on opposites side of the track.  (teammate/rival!reader)

Andy Robertson - I’m Still In Love With You by Sean Paul ft. Sasha and Jeremy Harding

so many years apart and you’re still in love with the same guy you’ve always been in love with.

Lance Stroll - Stuck With You by Ariana Grande 

every relationship goes sour, except for the one you had with a certain brown eyed boy. 

Pato O’Ward -  Sunday Candy by Nico Segal 

snapshots of love and life with the love of your life.

Jude Bellingham - P Power by Gunna ft Drake  

young and in love, you two find yourselves making headlines more often than not. 

Sebastian Vettel - Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado and Timberland 

can’t keep his hands off you and can’t keep the flirty comments away. (redbull seb) 

Kylian Mbappe  -  Hotel Room Service by Pitbull 

secrets unravel when you’re caught together in spain.  

Jenson Button - Money by Cardi B 

diamonds are a girl’s best friend after all (sugar daddy!jenson)

Ruben Dias - Golden Hour by JVKE 

you supported him through it all, it only made sense you were the one there in the end. 

George Russell - London Boy by Taylor Swift 

grey weather is a bit of a downer, unless you have someone by your side. 

Bukayo Saka - Star Boy by The Weeknd

proud, proud, proud; you showed everyone just how proud you really were. 

Mick Schumacher - Dark Red by Steve Lacy 

he only has eyes for one girl and it’s the one girl he wasn’t supposed to be looking at. (vettel!reader)

Neymar Jr - Tití Me Preguntó by Bad Bunny 

he promised to change, you were stupid enough to believe him but people never really change do they?

Lando Norris - Young, Dumb and Broke by Khalid 

regret makes people do crazy things. 

John Stones - I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston 

your husband winning the treble calls for celebration and you two finally get the night out you deserve. 

Esteban Ocon - Sure Thing by Miguel 

attached at the hip; the sunshine to his rain. you were everything to him. 

Erling Haaland - Sunday Mornings by Maroon 5

sunday mornings were a bit of a tradition for you, everyone notices when the pattern changes.

Pierre Gasly - Creepin’ by The Weeknd 

loyalty runs both ways, until it doesn’t anymore but nothing ever really changes, does it?

Virgil Van Dijk - Let ‘Em Know by Bryson Tiller 

some things never change, no matter how much you try. 

Fernando Alonso - I’m Still Standing by Elton John 

looking up and looking down, it never felt so right. 

Jordan Henderson - If I Ain’t Got You by Alicia Keys 

with your 10th anniversary around the corner, you both get a bit in your feels.

Charles Leclerc - A Sunday Kind Of Love by Etta James 

races, weddings and races again; sundays hold a special place in his heart. 

Trent Alexander Arnold - One Kiss by Dua Lipa

all it took was one kiss and the floodgates were opened. 

Daniel Ricciardo - Woo by Rihanna

monaco is good to those who are good to it, especially those who win. every winner deserves a prize worthy of a king.

Christian Pulisic - Unforgettable by French Montana and Swae Lee

the star player and the ex girlfriend of his closest teammate are spotted together; you’re too unforgettable.

Kostas Tsimikas - Boyfriend by Ariana Grande and Social House

you were his until you weren't, but then you were again. the two of you tangled in the sheets and in a web of confusion; were you or were you not?

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "What does your person likes about you"

take a breath and choose the photo/number that calls you the most to read about what your person (present or future partner/spouse) likes about you the most, and possibly why. thanks Anon for the suggestion.

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. you are in charge of your life.

(photos found on unsplash)

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pile 1

Your person loves your creativity, your more "childish" side, your happiness, your funny habits and positive look on the world. but also your refined taste, the elegance and the accuracy of your expression. You're magic to them, and they feel accomplished with you. They love to hear your opinions. You literally make them happy and are their dream come true. You always bring a lovely side to everything. I keep seeing someone smiling, with a very warm bright smile. So comforting. You often find a good side for everything that happens (it doesn't mean you're never sad ofc, I don't feel toxic positivity from you: you understand that staying in the darkness for too long isn't going to solve your life, so you better even try to try to accept it and find a better point of view to look at it). You make your partner feel rich. They also love your ability to try any new endeavour or learn new things with no fear of not being good or succeeding (even if you almost certainly will). You inspire them to not give up.

extra note: tulips mean deep perfect love.

songs: officially missing you | tamia; when we were young | adele

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You're someone optimistic and fun, but you probably don't like being under the spotlight too much. You try to hide sometimes. Your person appreciate this type of humility/shyness you have inside of you. They find it endearing. You're pure and graceful, but also confident and patient. You know your worth, still you don't make yourself too important for it. You treat everyone as your equals. Your person loves the strenght you exude and possess, even if physically you may be a little more on the smaller side. You're nurturing and caring also with your words. You're calm, and have a calming effect on them as well. They feel well cared when with you. You know how to read their mind and give them what they need, even alone time. They'd probably like you to be a little more vocal when it comes to your needs cause they want you to feel good, still they do really love the character you have.

extra note: orange roses mean gratitude but also passion and desire, white roses are about purity and also wedding

songs: u know what's up | donell jones, lisa "left eye" lopes; love me harder | ariana grande, the weeknd

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You bright up your person's mood, also by being balanced in your displays of affection: you're quiet but also passionate, you're energetic but know when to chill a bit more. You're adaptable, and your person appreciate that. I think either you or this person (maybe both of you) may have been through overwhelming situations, and knowing you/they can understand and maybe compromise is of huge support. You avoid excesses, you're grounded and your person totally adores you for that. You make them see the world in a positive way, you make them hopeful and stronger. They appreciate your care and the security that comes from you and your words. You don't let world bring you down, you keep working towards your goals and this makes you abundant and succesful (even if you don't realize it). You're inspiring.

extra note: sunflower mean loyalty and adoration

songs: american girl | tom petty and the heartbreakers; stay | gracie abrams

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You're layered, you have depth to you. You're often a mystery that many wants to solve. Your person finds you attractive but also very innocent. There's duality when it comes to you. You look simple, easily readable, but also hide a thousand of different worlds inside of you. They like that you don't let others take advantage of you, that you can see through people judging you and that you can still afford that and don't let it get to you. You're balanced. But ofc, you have a sharp mind and ability with words, and you can use them to cut whoever wants to hurt you, if you want to. You have this innocent look but you can transform into a lion/ess. Especially if you need to protect people you love. You're a giver, but you also know when to stop. You don't let others' behaviour faze you. You know what to do, you've learnt that in your life. You can read others well. Many might try to make you theirs because of this, they want to possess you/tame you (not your person, but they may be jealous).

extra note: tulips mean deep perfect love; multi petals suggest the presence of double flowers or hidden parts/more attractiveness

songs: give me love | ed sheeran; wicked games | the weeknd

[crazyunsexycool]

The love we gave away

Chapter 5

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Word count: 6.9k

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut!, oral (f receiving), sad reader, bit of asshole Ransom

A/N: so here is the next chapter. I’m sorry I guess 😬

Series Masterlist

Song that Faith and reader sing along to

The sun was out providing warmth and another bright day. A light breeze kept you cool enough as you sat on the balcony on the last floor of the hotel you were staying at. It was the perfect place to relax, take in the view and enjoy the free time and inspiration as you sketched new designs. You were waiting for Faith to show up for brunch in your room but you also knew she was a bit on the drunk side when you last saw her.

It was another half hour before Faith finally showed up followed by hotel staff carting food. You had them set everything up out on the balcony and tipped them as they left. Faith groaned as she walked out to the balcony with her huge sunglasses and loungewear on. She plopped herself on one of the chairs and grabbed a strawberry.

“Did you have a good night last night?” You tease.

“Did you?”

“I did, I slept great.”

“With Ransom as your body pillow of course.” Faith smiles.

“Nope. All by myself.”

“Say just kidding right now.” Faith takes off her sunglasses so that you’ll look her in the eyes. “But you were all over each other yesterday. And don’t think I forgot about you telling me everything about your meetup in New York.” She says as she pours herself a cup of coffee.

“Yeah well, we actually met up for the first time a few weeks ago.”

“You’re playing with me.”

“Nope.”

“How did it happen? Why did you guys meet up?” She leans forward and places all of her attention on you once she sees your brilliant smile.

You grabbed your phone and searched for something before turning it toward Faith. She studied the photo for a moment before it clicked. Faith screamed as she grabbed your phone and stared at the picture of the twins you had pulled up.

“How? I mean look at them. They’re beautiful. When did this happen? You have to tell me everything.”

So you did. Over brunch you explained everything that had happened from the moment the twins showed up in your life until now.

“Wow. I mean that’s amazing. So when can I meet my niece and nephew?”

“We can get together when you get back from your honeymoon.”

“Perfect. What about you and Ransom?”

“What about us?” You ask as you pop a grape into your mouth.

“Don’t play dumb it doesn’t suit you. It’s obvious you guys still have feelings for each other. Just the way you looked at each other.” She sighs.

“Nothings going to happen. I mean he has a girlfriend.”

Faith perks up at your statement and then she grins. “You don’t know?”

“Know what?”

“They broke up. Why do you think he’s here alone?”

“I don’t know, I thought she’d fly in today or tomorrow.”

“This is perfect. You’ll be back together before the wedding is over. I can feel it.” Faith does a little happy dance in her seat.

“Well I’m not getting my hopes up. Now let’s go try on your dress.”

You both get up and head to the separate room the dress was being held in. Faith gets into the dress with a little bit of your help and you make notes to add a few finishing touches.

The day went by quicker than you would have liked. The rehearsal dinner was fantastic and now everyone was meeting in the lobby to catch a party bus to go out to a club or two. It wasn’t really your thing but considering you were with people you knew and Faith badgering you to go you got dressed.

In the lobby you were one of the last people down. You wore a gold sequin bodycon mini dress, matching gold stilettos, your hair was down and your makeup was simple with bold lipstick. As your heels clicked against the tiled floor you saw Ransom turn his head in your direction. His jaw went slack as he took you in. He took his time looking at the way the dress hugged your curves. When he finally made eye contact with you his eyes were dark and full of want.

Ransom was dressed in dark brown almost black dress pants and a short sleeve button up with an orange, black, cream and white design on it. He looked good and pulled off the look effortlessly.

“You look stunning.” He says as you get closer to him.

“Well you look quite handsome yourself.”

Heels click behind you as Faith and Scott appear. She was dressed in white and he was dressed in black. Everyone cheers for them as they lead the group outside. Ransom immediately sticks to your side. His hand on your lower back as he guides you to the party bus which could probably be seen from space with all the lights it had on.

Music is already blasting as you get in. Faith and a few of the bridesmaids are already dancing. You on the other hand decide to sit and Ransom follows your lead. His arm drapes behind you.

“Let’s take a picture.” You whisper in his ear and he nods. “I haven’t told the twins that we ran into each other.”

You pull your phone from the clutch you brought with you and Ransom leans in and waits for you to snap a few. Butterflies erupt in your belly as you look at them. You remember what Faith said to you about him being single now. When you look up she’s giving you a wicked grin and a thumbs up. With a quick message you send the kids a picture.

Abigail: You went together? 😱😱

Theodore: make good choices.

You explain to them that you didn’t know he would be there and that you would in fact be making good choices.

****

For the next three hours you go through the same routine. The bus comes to a stop at a club and everyone gets out, excited for the party to continue inside. The group skips the line and are escorted straight to the VIP section. It doesn’t take long for everyone to have drinks in their hands, yourself included. Soon after, Faith and the bridesmaids leave for the dance floor, dragging you along with them.

It doesn’t escape your notice how Ransom hangs out by the area that gives the best view to the dance floor. His eyes rarely leave you as you move around and sway your hips.

Eventually a slower song comes on at the club you’re currently in. It happens to be a song that you and Faith love.

🎶“You know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes.

You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry.

You're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night.”🎶

You sing to each other at the top of your lungs as you sway. Faith looks over your shoulder and smiles before Scott steals her away. But before you can go, hands find their way to your hips. You’re ready to elbow whoever is grabbing you.

“It’s just me, Thimble.” Ransom’s breath tickles your ear as he pulls you into his chest.

Since he doesn’t make a move to leave you begin to dance. And if you decide to grind against him and he doesn’t complain, so what? You’re both single and you know there’s still something between you. For the first time in your life you’re going to take a chance on something. No more carefully calculated plans, just a carefree night and whatever happens, happens.

🎶“The distance and the time between us

It’ll never change my mind ’cause

Baby, I would die for you

Baby, I would die for you, yeah.” 🎶

Ransom sings just for you to hear as he moves with you. You turn your head so that you can look at him and he gives you a nod towards the exit. It’s more than a silent request to leave early but you still nod your head. Ransom smiles, like he did when he was younger. With no ulterior motive other than he’s genuinely happy, you can tell by the way his eyes crinkle. You grab his hand and let him lead you out. Through the crowd you see Faith and smile before sending a wink in her direction. Last thing you see is her jumping up and down in celebration.

The ride back to the hotel is quick and the elevator ride up to your hotel suite is even faster. But it didn’t feel like it at times. None of it mattered though once the door to your suite closed and Ransom pressed you up against it. It had been the first time in a long time that you’ve kissed someone and even longer since you’ve kissed him.

A small moan escapes you as you feel Ransom’s hands everywhere. He’s possessive with his kiss, his tongue dominating yours. It’s obvious you both have more experience now. Ransom moves from your lips to your neck. He finds that spot that makes you weak while he moves a knee between your thighs. The pressure he applies is enough to get you hot and bothered.

“Ransom, please.” You say as your hands find their way to his hair and you tug.

He lifts you and carries you over to the bed without his lips leaving your skin. That all familiar ache that settled between your legs grows. Ransom lays you down softly on the bed. He gives you a quick kiss before standing back up and getting undressed until he’s only in his black boxer briefs.

“Do you want this?” He asks as he moves to hover over you.

“Yes.”

“Good because I don’t think I’d be able to leave now.” He says before he continues to kiss your chest, pulling down the top of your dress and immediately taking a nipple into his mouth.

His hand palms and kneads your other breast before alternating his attention. You whimper and writhe beneath him as your hands explore the expanse of his much more muscular frame. The experience was new but familiar. Both of you had matured and learned new things. Yet it felt like everything was the same. You’re brought back to the moment when you feel Ransom’s hands on your hips as he pushes up the skirt of your dress up. He groans as he observes you.

“Dirty girl,” he says when he realizes you weren’t wearing any underwear. Your breath hitches when his fingers travel through your folds. “No panties and you’re fucking soaked.”

“Panty lines would have ruined the look.” You shrug.

“Well you did look good. But now I’m going to ruin you. And I’m going to start by doing what I’ve thought about doing for the longest time.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m going to taste you.” He says as he settles between your legs.

Ransom starts by kissing your thighs until he reaches your center and then he dives right in. His lips wrap around your clit and he sucks hard and up until this moment you never realized how much you needed Ransom to eat you out. You can’t help the need you feel to push your pussy more into his face but it only seems to spur him on. He groans as he tastes you and you pull on his hair. His tongue moves from your clit to your weeping entrance and back before he adds a finger and pushes in. Ransom’s pace is quick and suddenly he adds a second finger while he continues to flick his tongue over your clit. Your orgasm is rapidly approaching and you feel like you’re on fire.

“Don’t stop. Please.” You say breathlessly. “Gonna come.”

“I can feel it, pretty girl. Doing so good. Be a good girl and come for me.” He commands and you do as you’re told.

Your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. You have your eyes closed and your head thrown back in pleasure as you chant his name over and over. When you finally get a hold of your senses you realize Ransom is hovering over you again. This time he’s just watching you. A smile graces his lips and his eyes are full of that sweet and loving gaze he always held for you. It’s almost too much and not enough at the same time.

“You look so beautiful like this.” He murmurs against your lips. With the kiss you taste yourself in his tongue and you gasp.

You do your best to push him so that he’s laying on his back but he doesn’t budge and he chuckles when you roll your eyes. Finally he moves and watches you get rid of the dress which became more of a belt with how it was only around your waist. Vulnerability hits you suddenly. He hasn’t seen you since you were 17. Your body has definitely changed since then and since having the twins. All you want to do is cover yourself up. Ransom notices the sudden change in your demeanor and moves towards the edge of the bed.

“Hey, none of that.”

“I can’t help it. It’s been a while.” You confess.

“So what. C’mere.” He pulls you to stand between his legs. He immediately starts kissing your belly and the stretch marks that remained even after all this time. “You’re so beautiful, don’t hide from me. You gave me the most beautiful gift ever with this body.”

Ransom pulls you back to bed and he settles between your legs again. You can feel how hard he is against your thigh and you move your hand between both your bodies. His breath gets caught in his throat as you palm his hard cock through his underwear before pulling him out.

“Fuck.” He mutters as he ruts into your hand.

Ransom pulls away from you and you move with him. You have the intention of returning the favor. But he pushes you gently back against the bed and then grabs his pants. You give him a confused look until you see that he’s pulling a condom out. Ransom puts it on and is hovering over you again.

You look him straight in the eyes as you line him up and he pushes in. He moans with you as he bottoms out in one quick thrust.

“Still so fucking good. Best pussy I’ve ever had.” He mutters as he starts to move.

“Ran.”

“Tell me pretty girl. What do you want?”

“Faster, please.” You say. Your nails dig into his biceps as you hold on to him.

“Whatever you want, baby.”

Ransom pulls back until he’s kneeling between your legs. His hands are on your hips as he pulls you with him and his eyes never leave yours. Neither of you can break eye contact as he moves faster just like you asked. He hits your g-spot every time and the second orgasm of the night hits you quickly. You say his name over and over again until he’s kissing you.

His hands move from your hips and travel up your body until he’s holding yours over your head. You intertwine your fingers with his and the moment shifts from just getting pleasure to something more. His thrusts slow but are still hard.

“I missed you.” You say, a tear escapes you.

“I missed you too, baby.”

Neither can deny that the attraction is still there. That you still seek each other out for more than talking about the twins. Things between you were left unresolved but as you lay there underneath him you can’t ignore the emotions that bubble under the surface. The possible meaning of having sex after being apart for so long.

“Ransom. S’good.” You mutter between kisses.

“You gonna give me one more?” He looks down at you to find your beautifully blissed out face. “I can feel how tight you are. I know you can give me one more.”

One of his hands leaves yours and he shifts until he can start circling your clit. The added stimulation has your jaw slacking. You mewl and move your hips to meet his thrusts.

“Come with me. Please baby.” You whisper as he hides his face in your neck.

You shudder as Ransom thrusts faster and harder. He grunts against your skin and you know you’re both close to the edge. Your legs wrap around him as his hips stutter with a few more thrusts and you feel yourself being pulled over the edge with him. You can see stars and feel Ransom’s weight on you and nothing has felt better than this in a long time. After a minute of catching his breath Ransom reluctantly pulls out of you softly and lays down beside you.

“That was amazing.” You murmur.

“You’re welcome.”

“Shut up.” You lightly slap his chest as you chuckle.

You feel the bed shift and look to the side to see Ransom get up and go to the bathroom. When he comes back he has a damp hand towel in hand.

“I’m gonna clean you up thimble.”

You hiss at the over sensitivity as he cleans up the mess between your thighs but you thank him anyway. Then he pulls back the covers and lets you get comfortable before sliding in next you and pulling you into his chest. You both stayed awake, the conversation was minimal but Ransom keeps you close. Soon enough he’s kissing you again and you find yourselves wrapped up in each other. Over and over again.

It’s mid morning when you finally stir. There’s a hushed conversation happening as you stretch out in bed and an obvious empty spot next to you. However Ransom saunters in wearing nothing but a bathrobe.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He says as he leans down and gives you a quick kiss on the lips. “Come on, get up. I ordered us some breakfast.”

You stretch again and this time the covers slide down and reveal your chest to him. He does nothing to hide his ogling.

“Maybe we can stay in bed for a few extra minutes.” He says as he moves to lay back down.

You laugh as you cover yourself up again by wrapping the sheets around you.

“Fine,” Ransom pouts. “But hurry up because the water is getting cold.”

“The water?”

Ransom smirks as he leads you to the huge ensuite bathroom where he had prepared a bath for you. There were rose petals floating on the water and the scent of rose and bergamot permeated in the air. The breakfast that Ransom had ordered was set up for easy reach from the bathtub and it was all bite size versions of your favorite foods.

Ransom gets in first and you drop your sheet and he holds a hand out to help you in. Once you’re settled and relaxed Ransom hands you a cup of coffee and he takes his own. You talk about the wedding and work. By the time the water was cold, breakfast was gone and you had to go finish the last few details on Faith’s dress.

“Are you free tonight?” Ransom asks as he stands at the door.

“I should be.”

“Good, I’ll pick you up at five-thirty.” He says before giving you a kiss and leaving before you can protest.

****

“You got dicked down.” Faith states as she walks in on you finishing up the last adjustment her dress needed.

You look over your shoulder and roll your eyes.

“I saw him walking out of your suite and toward the elevator. I knew you’d get back together.”

“Woah,” you raise a hand to stop her. “We had sex… multiple times. But we didn’t talk about getting back together.”

“What are you talking about? It’s inevitable. Your kids are back in your lives, you’re both single and successful. Nothing is getting in the way of you being together. If you don’t end up together right away, you will eventually.”

“If you say so.”

“I do.” Faith nods as she looks over the dress one more time. “I’m the bride, I'm never wrong.”

“Why are you here? Didn’t you say you had a whole spa day planned?”

“I booked some things for you too.”

“But I’m adding-“

“The dress is already perfect. The only way it can be more perfect is by me wearing it, which I will, tomorrow. Now let’s go relax.” She pulls your hand as you put away the last of your sewing kit.

“Fine, let’s go.”

“Wow.” Ransom mutters as you open the door. “Stunning.”

You were wearing a simple navy sundress with small white flowers on it and sandals. Your hair was up and away from your face and you kept your makeup simple. Ransom wore a simple short sleeve button up shirt and dark jeans. He pulled you by the waist and kissed you.

“Ready to go?”

“Mhm.” You hummed wide eyed and slightly breathless. The things this man could do to you and you’d happily let him.

****

Ransom had led you to the docks where there was a wooden runabout boat waiting for you. He got in first and offered you his hand so that you could get in before you were whisked away.

You were kept on your toes and pleasantly surprised when the boat was docked at a private beach. Ransom led you further away from the dock and toward a picnic on the beach. It was just in time to watch the sunset.

“This is amazing.”

“Anything for you, thimble.” Ransom kissed your cheek once you settled next to him.

“I didn’t realize you were such a romantic.”

“What, was me climbing up to your dorm room to deliver the foods you were craving during your pregnancy not romantic enough?”

You smile at the memory of that. He did get in trouble more than once for sneaking out of the school grounds in the middle of the night but he never let you down. Those were some of your favorite memories. He would sneak into your room and sit with you and talked to the twins while you ate.

“It was very romantic, you’re right.”

“I know.” He smirked as he handed you a flute of champagne. “I know you don’t really drink but I thought we should celebrate.”

“And what are we celebrating?”

You look at him over the flute of champagne as you take a sip. His ocean blue eyes don’t leave your face for even a moment as he thinks over what he’s going to say. Ransom drinks his champagne in one go.

“Reuniting, meeting the twins, getting a chance to know them.” He starts rambling before he looks down at you. “This.” He says as his lips slot over your perfectly.

The champagne glasses are long forgotten on the picnic blanket as you move to straddle him. Ransom’s hands are lost under the skirt of your dress and you don’t waste any time in unbuttoning his shirt and then undoing his belt. He groans against your lips as you pull him out of his pants and begin to slowly move your hand up and down his hardened length.

“You’re so fucking wet baby.” He mutters as he runs his fingers through your folds.

“I want you.”

“Then take what you want.” Ransom says as he holds your panties to the side.

You line yourself up with his cock and sink down. He’s big so you have to go slow. Once he’s buried to the hilt you stay like that for a moment. Ransom kisses and nips all along your neck before pulling down your dress and taking a nipple into his mouth. As his tongue plays with your pebbled peak you begin to move. A slow roll of your hips here and there until Ransom can’t take it anymore. His hand comes down on your ass.

“Stop fucking teasing, and I know you liked me smacking your ass. I can feel the way this pretty pussy is gripping me.” He says with a growl. “Now move.”

You do as he says and you begin to bounce on his cock. Ransom brings his hands to your hips and he helps you move until he flips you so that he can hover over you. His hips move faster and harder against you. His and your moans mix with the waves lapping up against the shore and the breeze moving the tree branches. Your legs wrap around his waist as you try to pull him closer to you. That fire in your belly that only Ransom seems to ignite is spreading like wildfire and you know you’re close.

“Fuck, right there.” you moan as he hits your g-spot. “Don’t stop.”

“Feel so fucking good.” He grunts into your ear. “Come for me baby. I want to feel you come around my cock.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he begins to circle your clit. With a plea of his name you come undone.

“That’s my fucking girl.” He says as he comes inside you. His lust blown eyes never leaving yours.

The two of you stay there and catch your breath. You can’t help but laugh a bit.

“What’s so funny?” He asks as he pulls back to look down at you. You reach up and fix the few pieces of his hair that have fallen into his face.

“No matter how long it’s been, we still act like horny teenagers. At the first chance of us being alone we start fucking.”

He chuckles before capturing your lips with his.

“I can’t help it that you’re irresistible.”

“Mmhmm.” You say as he slowly pulls out and fixes your dress before tucking himself back in. “This is the best picnic I’ve ever been to.”

“I should hope so.”

The morning of the wedding was going to be chaotic. You could feel it as you practically kicked Ransom out of your suite. After taking a quick shower and getting your hair and makeup done you rush to Faith’s room with all the dresses in hand.

Just as you expected everyone was running around like crazy. You got there just in time to help one of the bridesmaids not rip her dress and then sat in the corner to fix the issue. At some point Faith had had enough of the bickering and chatting and demanded that everyone leave the room except for you. And the photographer of course.

With some music on and some champagne for the bride you helped her into her dress. In the mirror you stood just beside her. She grabbed your hand and looked at you through the mirror, a scene that the photographer captured. It was a sweet moment between friends. She looked beautiful.

“This could be you.” She says after a moment. As she gently smoothed her dress out.

“Oh really? Is our wedding still on then? I have something else I can wear if I’m replacing Scott.”

You laugh but Faith just raises an eyebrow.

“I’m being serious. This could be you and Ran. You were made for each other.”

“I don’t know. I don’t want to get my hopes up.”

“Just his dick?” Faith quips.

You roll your eyes but step away to check your makeup one more time.

“All I’m saying is give yourself a chance, ok? You’re reunited and both of you are single. I mean you spent the last two nights fucking.”

“Ok, can we just stop this conversation right now. It’s your wedding day. All attention should be on you.”

“I’m the bride and I decide what I want to talk about. But you’re right I’m going to be walking down the aisle any second now.”

“Ms. Carter I think we should do some shots of you with your family seeing you for the first time.” The photographer speaks up from the corner of the room.

“I’ll leave you to it and I’ll see you down there.”

****

You had made it down to the lobby of the hotel where the rest of the guests were milling about until the ceremony started. There were at least three hundred guests in attendance. A small wedding, in these social circles. Every once in a while someone would stop to talk to you about wanting you to design something for them or asking how you’ve been. You gave quick answers because you desperately wanted to find Ransom.

As you move closer to the entrance where the ceremony is going to be held you spot him. His hair is styled back and he looks so handsome in his tailored tuxedo. The smile on your face falls when a beautiful tall brunette leans in and kisses him. The issue wasn’t that she kissed him but that he kissed her back.

It was as if the wind had been knocked out of you. You turned on your heel and walked to the nearest bathroom. Taking a few deep breaths you tried not to cry. The last few days had been wonderful but just the thought that he had used you to cheat on who you assumed was his girlfriend made you sick to your stomach. Your phone went off and you grabbed it from your clutch to see a message that you were needed by the mother of the bride. You took some tissue and dabbed the corners of your eyes in order to not cry and ruin your makeup and headed back upstairs.

****

The ceremony went off without a hitch. The only issue you had personally was your seat. The chairs had been arranged in a semicircle and unfortunately for you, Ransom and his girlfriend were right in your line of sight on the groom’s side. You had noticed that he kept scanning the seats, probably trying to find you but you do your best to stay hidden from him.

Thunderous applause snaps you out of your thoughts as the husband and wife kiss for the first time. Everyone stands as Faith and Scott start walking down the aisle. Faith’s eyes find you immediately and she gives you the biggest smile you’ve ever seen. Tears sting your eyes as she starts walking back hand in hand with Scott and then you’re met with ocean blue eyes.

You square your shoulders and your eyes move from him to his date and back. His jaw tightens and you watch as he shakes her off of him. It doesn’t matter though, you turn your attention to getting out of there and up to the bridal suite to help Faith change into her reception dress.

Fortunately you were seated at the family table so you were next to Faith’s parents. Her mother kept you distracted enough to not look around the room in search of Ransom. It wasn’t until Faith and Scott made their grand entrance and had their first dance as husband and wife that you made eye contact again. He was sitting at a table on the opposite side of the dance floor. His date sat next to him dreamily watching the couple dance.

For the next few hours you had to make sure you stayed at a safe distance. You didn’t need to hear his shitty excuse. This wasn’t the time or place for it. He tried to get closer though, on multiple occasions but you made sure to walk away before he could reach you. At some point Scott whisks you away to the dance floor.

“He’s an idiot.” Scott says.

“Who?”

“Ransom. If it makes you feel better he really did break up with her before the wedding. She just showed up today.”

“It really doesn’t but thanks I guess.” You murmur.

“You know when we were in college he was always at parties, getting drunk and doing everything a guy does at a frat house.”

“That’s thrilling. Why are you telling me this?”

“Just making small talk.” He gives you a little smile when he sees you glaring up at him. “One night though got very drunk. It was in May at the end of the semester. He got completely wasted, that’s when he confided in me that he had left the love of his life behind. He felt horrible about it.”

You tensed because the only important date toward the end of May was the twins’ birthday.

“Every year like clockwork he would do the same thing so eventually I started looking out for him. It didn’t click until the yacht that it was you. I should have known because when I brought Fai to meet him they already knew each other. But I’ve never seen Ransom smile like that in my life. I know there must be something else going on and I don’t need to know it but just talk to him. The girl that’s here, she’s nice and all but it’s obvious she’s not you.”

“Are you really being a wingman for him right now?” You ask as you look around the room. Those piercing blue eyes seem to be everywhere you look.

“No, I’m being one for you. I’ve never seen you smile like you have this weekend either. I can’t imagine what happened between you two in high school but isn’t getting past that worth being happy again?”

“That’s the thing Scott, you don’t know what happened.” You say as the song ends and you leave him standing in the middle of the dancefloor.

You try to walk out as fast as you can. All of the day’s emotions were starting to suffocate you and you needed a moment away from it all. The hotel has a lovely garden that overlooks the ocean. With the reception going on it happens to be empty so you take a seat at a bench facing the beach. After a few minutes of silence and you thinking things through you hear rustling behind you and you dread to look over your shoulder only to find Ransom.

“You’ve been avoiding me all day. What is your problem?”

“My problem?” You look at him incredulously. “After the last few days we spent together you show up with another woman on your arm. How am I supposed to feel?”

“She means nothing to me. Is that what this is about? Are you jealous?” He smirks.

“I’m not jealous.” You snap. “I feel used and lied too. Did you really break up with her before the wedding or did you lie about that just so that you could get into someone’s pants?”

Ransom rolls his eyes which only serves to piss you off more. His flippant attitude is not helping the situation and only adding on to your thoughts that he was only using you to have a good time this weekend. If it were true that would be just as devastating as when he walked away without reason.

“I was going to ask you to let me stay in your room when she got here, I just didn’t get a chance to talk to you before the wedding.”

“Didn’t seem like you were trying to get away from her when you shoved your tongue down her throat. Did you think about how I’d feel at all by seeing you with her like that? The answer’s probably not.”

Ok so maybe you were a bit jealous. But in all honesty even if you hadn’t spent most of your time in bed with Ransom for the last few days you would have still been jealous.

You could see the mask that Ransom had methodically crafted to protect himself after years of abuse and fights, slip into place. He’d never just shut down like that on you and whatever was going to happen next wasn’t going to be good. The muscle in his jaw ticked and his hands were balled into fists at his side.

“We aren’t kids anymore, we don't need to be in a relationship to sleep together. What did you think was going to happen? That we’d ride into the sunset together? Don’t be so fucking naive. It was just sex, it didn’t mean anything.”

Every word cut deeper but you didn’t allow yourself to cry. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction to see your tears.

“I thought you’d have a bit of respect for the mother of your children.”

“What children? The ones you gave away?” He sneers.

It would have hurt less if he would have slapped you across the face. You stared at him with wide eyes, hurt and disbelief written all over your face. Neither of you say anything and you will yourself to turn around and walk away from him. You send Wanda a text and ask her to have the plane ready to leave tonight, you also miss the way Ransom’s shoulders deflate as he watches you walk away.

****

You had packed up everything quickly and had it taken to the plane while you checked out. The wedding was still going on but you texted Hope and let her know you left. Although you were sure no one would miss you. In the lobby of the hotel you check out and head to the restroom before you head to the plane.

As you give yourself a once over in the mirror one of the stall doors open and you come face to face with someone else you didn’t want to see. She gets closer to the sinks and looks up making eye contact with you through the mirror.

“You’re Y/N Y/L/N.” She states excitedly and then groans. “I’m sorry it’s just I’m such a huge fan. I’m Bertie Wilcox.”

“Bertie?”

“It’s short for Alberta. I used to hate it as a kid.” She smiles. “It was actually my boyfriend who gave me the nickname. I’m not sure if I should even call him that. I don’t know where we stand right now.” She rambles as she washes her hands and you turn to look at her. “I guess we’re in a bit of a rough patch. But I hope things work out.”

You give a small hum to acknowledge that you’ve been listening.

“I’m so sorry I don’t tend to ramble about my personal life with someone I just met. This is so embarrassing.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“The wedding dress was so lovely. I didn’t know you had a wedding line.”

She’s being nice which means she most likely doesn’t know about you and Ransom. It also makes it difficult for you to hate her. What’s happened between you and Ransom really isn’t her fault and she is the one in a relationship with him. You have no right to have any hateful feelings towards her but you still can’t help it. If she hadn’t shown up then tonight would have gone completely different.

“I don’t.”

“Oh. What a shame. You’d definitely take over that industry.” She smiles at you and you give her a half hearted smile back.

“I should go. I have a plane to catch.”

“It was nice meeting you.” She says as she watches you walk away.

She waits a minute before she heads back to the reception. Bertie finds Ransom at the bar and takes the seat beside him. He doesn’t look at her or acknowledges her presence and Bertie can only sigh. For the rest of the night he’s more distant than before. When they do make it upstairs to the suite Ransom had, she takes the bed and he takes the couch.

By the time you get back to New York your eyes sting from having spent most of the time on the flight crying. How did such a good weekend go bad so quickly?

It was still fairly early in the day and the only thing that made you smile was the pictures of Theodore and Abigail for their first day of school. You made sure to have one of them printed so that you could keep it on your desk at work. With a quick text a promise to do something that weekend and wish them a great first day.

Wanda meets you at your apartment and immediately hugs you. You weren’t sure if it’s what you needed because you started crying again. Fortunately Wanda didn’t ask any questions and you only said that you and Ransom had a disagreement but she knew it was more than that.

“I cleared the next two days for you.” She says as she helps you unpack.

“That’s not necessary. I’d much rather work.”

“Then work on new designs but you won’t be meeting any new clients this week.” Wanda crosses her arms over her chest.

You open your mouth to say something but then decide against it. Wanda takes it as a win and gives you one more hug before inviting you over to her place to a dinner party she’s hosting at the end of the week.

After she leaves you take a quick shower and decide to take a nap. At this point you’d been awake for way too long. As you settle into bed your phone rings. You see Abigail’s smiling face and you quickly answer it. She immediately goes into details about her first day and how different schools are in New York than they are in the smaller town in Ohio she grew up in. Theodore adds his own commentary as his face pops into frame. You smile and ask a few questions here and there. After a few minutes they let you go and the need to sleep is stronger. Maybe if you take a nap everything will be better by the time you wake up.

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[brf-rumortrackinganon]

So she came! She wore a white dress which some say is a throwback to her wedding reception dress. Does this count as a “revenge” dress?! If yes I was underwhelmed.

No, this wasn’t a revenge dress. A revenge dress is something you wear to make someone else jealous or that is “against the rules” of the institution you represent after a very public breakup. Like Diana’s revenge dress - it was short, strapless, and black — very “eat your heart out, Charles/Monarchy, I’m a free woman now.”

While I didn’t watch any of the ESPYs and don’t have a lot of time now (I’m actually on a family reunion vacay this weekend), I did see some of the photos from the event and it looks like the dress was meant as a clapback to divorce/separation rumors that have been spreading since the pap video of their return from Nigeria - the one where she stomps off to the car miles ahead of Harry after they get off the plane - and recently dueling PR.

Of all the outfits Meghan has worn, she has a couple that could qualify as a revenge dress since they meet the “public breakup” aspect but neither of the two options actually invoke the jealousy or a “freeing of one’s spirit” that an actual revenge dress does:

Option 1: The Green Goblin monstrosity of Commonwealth Day 2020, which was the Sussexes’ final public appearance during Megxit, which was a public breakup of the Sussexes from the monarchy. Sometimes I think Meghan may have wanted to evoke Diana’s revenge dress since the cape reminded me of the sash on Diana’s dress but I’m not actually sure it was meant to be a homage; I think it was Meghan just trying to make a fashion moment and it was a breezy day that made the cape take flight the same way Diana’s sash took flight in the iconic photo.

Option 2: The sparkly minidress from the Global Vax Live concert, which was - I believe - the Sussexes’ first official, live, joint public appearance together post-Megxit (I’m not counting Oprah). But it was the same kind of outfit - badly fitting minidress that doesn’t meet the brief for the occasion - wore while royalling (see “embryonic kick of freedom” black and white dress and the Hamilton minidress - so it doesn’t really count for me as a revenge dress.

Other famous revenge dresses, in addition to Diana’s, are Reese Witherspoon’s yellow short strapless dress after she divorced Ryan Philippe, for the 2007 Golden Globes, and Ariana Maddix’s extreme cutout dress after Scandoval. If you google “revenge dress”, you’ll get a ton of listicles about it and can see other examples.

[hoonieyun]

we can't be friends...

“we can’t be friends...”

pairing: johnny suh x reader “y/n”

genre: angst/toxic relationship

plot: your relationship with johnny is complicated, if the word relationship is even a word you could call what the two of you have. maybe it’s better if you two weren't in a relationship… or even friends.

warning: profanity and mentions of sex - MDNI 

notes: haven’t written something in a while and ariana grande’s new album has me in my feels TT - parts in italics are lyrics from ariana’s song “we can’t be friends” copyright goes to her and the writers of that song

word count: 2186

these days your carpet floor is a lot more comfortable than your own bed. your bed harbored so many memories and laying in it only intensified those memories running around in your head. you constantly thought about the good times with johnny; whenever he’d show up at your apartment in the middle of the night with your favorite takeout after a boy broke your heart, or when he’d pretend to be your boyfriend whenever some asshole at the club would get touchy. the good times were good, but the bad times were… terrible. 

you don’t know how you got here. everything was so normal a few days ago but suddenly it boiled over into the mess that it is now. imagine a time where you had everything you wanted, but you still weren’t happy. you and johnny have known each other for 6 years, since college, but it never went anywhere; although you hoped it would. 

the two of you tried dating during your senior year of college but it got so stressful that after 3 months you called it quits; deciding that being friends would be a lot better. the two of you occasionally would still sleep with each other, but you strictly kept it with no strings attached. which leaves you wondering; who caught feelings first and when?

me and my truth, we sit in silence

you’ve been on the floor for a few hours now. changing your position from laying on the floor near your bed to sitting up leaned against your nightstand. your neck was starting to ache but it didn’t compare to the splitting migraine you had. you rubbed your neck to your temples when you realized your throat hurt a bit. not sure if it was because you had been crying all night or because you haven’t spoken all day. scared that if you said something it would solidify the circumstance you found yourself in; afraid that you’d never recover from this. you didn’t know who to turn to, when you grabbed your phone to find someone to call, your fingers instinctively made its way to johnny’s contact in your phone “big bear” but you couldn’t bring yourself to press call or even send a text, just staring at the last message you sent, “we can’t be friends anymore”.

a part of you wants to blame johnny, that it’s all his fault for treating you the way he did. he always confused you. he’d take you out on fancy dates, tell you to dress pretty, and surprise you with a candlelight dinner; everything a loving boyfriend would do, but then he wouldn’t talk to you for a few days then he’d show up out of nowhere, drunk and talking about the girl he just fumbled and how he was never going to find someone to spend the rest of his life with.

it wasn’t always like this. you used to be best friends, something like from a movie, but the last few days it’s felt like the two of you were complete strangers. you toss your phone after staring at his contact and release a deep sigh. deciding to get up from your spot and find something productive to do. it took so much out of you to stand up, the floor had been your safe space and leaving it meant only to relive the trauma of last night. 

you walked out of your bedroom and made your way to the living room, spotting the broken picture frame at the end of the hallway. you bent down to pick up the pieces of glass but got distracted at the photo. it was a photo of you and johnny at your sister’s wedding. he stepped up as your date when you found out your ex boyfriend wasn’t actually abroad studying medicine but was taking care of his wife and child you knew nothing about. the memory brought a smile to your face because you remember walking out of your apartment, trying to suck in all of your tears, when you saw johnny. there he stood in a suit and tie, he’d never looked so good and all you did was run into his arms and continue crying. he held you and in the moment nothing mattered or existed besides the two of you. 

you placed all of the broken shards of glass into the trash and left the photo on your coffee table. it didn’t feel real, there was a hole in your wall next to the front door, a glass of wine spilt on the carpet, and the memories of last night flooding in even harder than before. 

-last night- 

i didn’t think you’d understand me

“are you fucking kidding me, y/n?” johnny yelled from outside your front door. he had been out there for 10 minutes, trying to get you to open the door after you sent him that text message. 

“just go home johnny, it’s almost 1am!” you yelled back but all it did was make him slam his fist into the door. “go home-” you were in the middle of your sentence when he yells back “open the fucking door!”. a part of you knew that you shouldn’t, you knew that opening the door would only cause more problems, and that opening the door would be the end of everything you loved with johnny. *click* and the door swung open to a drunken johnny, leaning his head on his arm over your doorframe. he slowly looks up at you, making eye contact. “what?” he asks. you scoff at him and turn around, “all that bullshit and all you have to say is what?” he follows you into your living room, lazily shutting the front door. 

“come on, don’t be like this.” he says, almost begging. “like what?” you respond, knowing that his next words would only anger you further. “like this! emotional but never using your words! you expect too much out of me, how am i supposed to know what you want!” he yells. you stare at him, johnny’s chest rising up and down, faster with each breath as if he ran here. “you know what your problem is johnny?” you question him. “you don’t know how to take accountability for when you fuck up. and all you do is fuck up!” you start walking towards, pointing your finger up towards his face. 

“you want me to communicate better? well here! you’re an asshole! i hate when you act like you know everything, especially about me, because guess what! you don’t know shit!” your voice was now higher than it should, not a care in your mind if you wake any of your neighbors. your face is inches closer to johnny’s, close enough to feel his breath. you pressed your finger into his chest with every word, backing him up against the wall. “you don’t care about me, you care about having me around so that i’m there for you whenever you need someon-” 

“what the hell are you talking about? of course i care about you!” he cuts you off. “if i didn't care about you would i be here right now?” he questions you. “you’re only here because you know you fucked up not because you care about me. you care that i’m angry at you not because you care about my feelings but because you can’t stand to know that you’re the reason i’m upset and you don’t even know why. you never know why because you’ll do whatever it takes to change my mind, you’ll kiss me, get in my pants, buy me gifts, just so that i won’t be angry at you anymore but you never apologize and you never know what you did. so don’t ever, for a second think, that you care about me. you may have cared about me then but you don’t now. and you haven’t for a while.” tears were pouring down your face, throat sore from yelling, and all johnny could do was look at you. look down at you. 

the two of you stand in silence for a few moments before johnny grabs your face and brings you into a kiss. flipping the two of you over so that your back was against the wall. you push him off of you, johnny almost tripping over the coffee table; knocking over your glass of wine. “i don’t get it, we used to be best friends. we did everything together” johnny finally speaks. 

“how did we get here? why did you have to text me that? i thought we agreed no strings attached?” you sloppily wipe the tears off your face, mascara smearing, and after a deep breath, you respond. “you don’t treat a “friend” the way you treat me. you’ve said it yourself in the past.” and the memory of that night replays in both of your heads. 

the night of your sister’s wedding, at the reception, the two of you were outside in the garden watching the stars. “you know i could probably be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had, i already treat you way better than those dickheads and i’m only your best friend” he says and it makes you question what the two of you are. you chuckle, “yeah right, we tried that and we were both too stupid to understand each other outside of our favorite alcohol and sex.” you playfully slap his chest. you were going to look into his eyes when a shooting start catches your eye, “look!” you point towards it. you slap his chest a couple more times excitedly, “make a wish!”. you close your eyes and clasp your hands closed together, like a child making a wish on their birthday before blowing out the candles. 

what you didn’t see was that before you essentially rejected his subtle offer to date again, he was looking at you instead of the stars in the sky. now he watches you fondly from behind, smiling and admiring your eagerness to make a wish on the shooting star. you begin to turn around and he quickly shuts his eyes to make it seem like he was wishing upon a star the whole time. you skip towards him and wrap your arms under his, “so what’d you wish for?” you ask. johnny scoffs, “like i’d ever tell you, then it won’t come true” he says while playfully rolling his eyes. 

it may seem like he didn’t make a wish in that short time but he wished that the two of you would end up together, spend the rest of your lives together, and grow old together. unfortunately, for johnny, he should’ve known better to wish upon a star. 

the memory of that night, under the stars, leaves you in tears again. johnny explains that he’s always wished the two of you ended up together, that even if he said jokingly, he meant it wholeheartedly, but if only you knew that. 

“i can’t do this anymore.” johnny breaks the silence. you look up at him and he’s walking towards you. “tell me now, what do you want to do? i know you love me y/n and you know i love you, but if this is going to happen between us we need to…” you cut him off. “no…” your back pressed up against the wall again, noses touching in your close proximity. “we can’t be friends… not when the two of us are like this.” you respond. you feel johnny’s warm breath leave his mouth and for a moment everything was silent and there was a ringing in your ear. only to realize johnny had punched a hole in the wall right beside your head. tears begin to spill out of your eyes, almost uncontrollably. you slide down the wall and hug yourself, at this point your bawling your eyes out. johnny releases his hand from the cavity in the wall he created. 

without saying anything… he leaves. 

you spend a few more minutes crying before you get up to continue crying in your room. you pass the framed photo of the two of you in the hallway, hastily grabbing it off the wall, sending it crashing behind you into the dark hallway. almost like saying goodbye to the idea of you two.

-present-

your eyes have become glassy, after recalling the moments of last night. you're shaken out of your thoughts when your phone rings. a short one, indicating it’s a text. dreading to know who it may be from, you make your way back to your room. reaching under your bed to grab your phone after you threw it under there. 

a text from “big bear” shines bright on your phone: i’ll wait for your love. 

if he had sent that text a day earlier he wouldn’t even have to wait for your love, you were ready to give it to him and only him. but after the events of the last few days, maybe the only person you should be giving your love to is yourself.

so for now it’s only me, and maybe that’s all i need… 

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all writing here is fiction & not in any association with characters mentioned.

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Astro Notes

The naives have a RBF and features of a Scorpio rising would by having Ascendent-Pluto aspects. 

9H placements frequently create and attempt to locate the deeper meaning of even the most basic things.

Scorpio placements and those with aspects to Pluto tend to be accused of envy.

7H Venuses typically wed in private and detest the thought of a lavish ceremony. Their weddings also tend to be more understated, with the bride and groom dressing in more casual or straightforward apparel as opposed to how many other couples make a big deal out of what they wear. Examples include: Ariana Grande, Cardi B, Adrianna Lima, Bruno Mars, Kurt Cobian, Ryan Golsing, etc. When you search for these celebrities' weddings, you frequently find that they either have few to no photos from their ceremony or that it was a modest affair.

Scorpio, Virgo, and Gemini men look fantastic with dyed or bleached hair.

Cancer, Taurus, Libra, and Virgo placements typically hug the best.Cancer placements frequently hold on until you release them from the hug.

Tips for arguing with a Virgo Mars 101: Prove. Them. Wrong. Even if you're in the wrong, attempt to pull something out of your ass and hope it works if you still want to win the debate.

9H Chiron is may have religious trauma.

Sun in Capricorn x Fire Moon motivates the naive to work tirelessly and ambitiously toward their goals.

Aquarius and Leo placements (particularly Moon & Ascendent) are always significant and important in some way, whether they're famous or not.

People with Taurus and Cancer placements frequently find it quite easy to fall asleep.

People who have placements in the 7H, 8H, and 12H frequently generate envy in others.

A lot of well-known, successful football players have a weak Mars; this only goes to show that just because someone has a weak Mars doesn't mean they aren't driven, determined, or as strong as someone with a strong Mars. Examples include Diego Maradona (Cancer Mars), Lionel Messi (Cancer Mars), Pele (Libra Mars), and Kylian Mbappe (Libra Mars).

Ask a Gemini or someone with a predominately Gemini placement if you want recommendations for fantastic movies or TV shows.

Until you meet a Virgo Lilith, you don't understand what a perfectionist is. They put a lot of effort into making sure everything is done carefully and to the best of their ability.

Pisces placements nails are frequently quite attractive, long, and strong.

People with the Libra and Leo placements are sweethearts and are frequently regarded as loving and kind by others.

Many Aries Venuses wait until later in life to get married. They also tend to not want to get married until later in life as well.

Despite having better options, a toxic or unsuitable spouse, or being dissatisfied in a relationship, Pisces (& Pisces placements) tend to only date those with whom they feel comfortable.

Uranus-Jupiter transits may indicate pregnancy.

Taurus Venuses are incredibly devoted to their lovers, but that doesn't mean they can't let go of their ex-partners and move on. In fact, many Taurus Venuses are able to and do do.

[illustrious-rocket]

Giovanni and Ariana wedding photo

[dearweirdme]

I don’t get it. One minute it’s TKK are loud and don’t care what anyone thinks, the next minute Tae is in an (over a year at this point) PR relationship with someone who is at this point almost as equally famous as him. What would be the point in that logically? And does this mean the leaked personal photos were also part of this alleged PR situation? Really? Those were all staged were they?

Who is behind the PR stint and who benefits from it? Why would BH need to venture outside of BTS for publicity. They’re the biggest boy group in the world. Why would YG need to venture outside of black pink for publicity? They’re the biggest girl group in the world.

Really think about it. With logic. It doesn’t make sense. Taehyung said get out of your imagination years ago. And K-TKKers practically ceased to exist after that. But you international lot won’t listen to him.

You really think Holland is going through all the hell he’s going through to fight for LGBT rights in his country just for an alleged (who you think) LGBT person from the same country and the biggest group in the world to agree to being in a fake hetero PR relationship to then set the movement a million steps back?? You don’t respect TH or JK

Hi anon!

Okay, I’ll do this one. Not digging the hostile undertone, but hey at least there’s no name calling 🙄. I’ll tell you about my thoughts about these things.

Tae cares about his future and therefore there will always be some things they have to be careful about. Tae and Jk will not be able to walk hand in hand, they won’t be able to kiss in public, they won’t be able to be romantic in public. But the speculation doesn’t seem to bother them much.

There are several reasons for a pr-relationship, not all have to do with promotion actual movies or music… it’s broader than that. It’s pr for the person as a whole as well. Stars can be as huge as they can get, they also are quick to fall if nothing ever happens after their rise to stardom. Beyonce still does pr, Justin Bieber still does pr, Ariana Grande still does pr… the Kardashians are nothing but pr. Sometimes someone uses their real life as pr, selling wedding-pics or footage for instance. Miley Cyrus using her split from Liam Hemsworth to promote new music is a fairly recent example. Some times things are being kept vague, like Taylor Swift and the songs that are supposedly about her famous ex boyfriends… it keeps the attention where they want it. Other times stuff is faked, co-stars dating… collaborating artists dating, etc.. when a relationship or rumors start at the beginning of working together, but end directly after it’s probably not real. It’s an open secret in showbizz; journalists know, celebrities know, showhosts know.. it’s why debates about this even exist. Magazines will even headline with: Celeb A is dating Celeb B, are they real or fake?

A lot of times pr-stunts will happen to directly promote something. Some times though, they will happen to distract from a situation or to hide something. Kim K dating Pete Davidson for instance to me looks like diverting from the Kanye mess. There’s several queer artist who have dated straight to keep up appearances. They have admitted to having been adviced it would be better for their careers. I don’t know why you feel this wouldn’t eventually happen in Kpop. Especially with BTS and BlackPink being so famous all over the world. South Korea and especially Kpop is catching up. I’m sure a lot of South Koreans will buy this, this way of marketing is new to them.

Every celeb does pr. Jennie wants to get bigger and stay on top. She’s trying to break into the acting world maybe, and… competition is always ready to take their spot. Taehyung is going solo, which is new territory and he or their company might feel he needs the publicity for this phase in his career. I think the biggest reason is him having to join the army though. Having a public girlfriend so close to him enlisting gives him the best cover and keeps him safe.

Holy shit the whole things is as set up as can be. Tae just happens to follow a non-member on Insta and coincidentally it’s not someone random but it’s his secret girlfriend who is also Jennie from BlackPink. Jennie’s personal pictures leak and coincidentally the only pic we can clearly see Tae’s face is the one he isn’t actually physically with her. Also… how do pics get leaked? Why did only Jennie’s pics leak, what did she do different from other celebs that made her pic with coincidentally Tae on them leak? Then they start wearing matching jewelry (something couples do to show they are together, yet Tae could hardly look at her at Harry’s show because it has to be a secret (oh no not a dating scandal) only to be spotted together very publicly just a couple of weeks later. Coincidentally with unclear pics, except the one with only Tae. 🙄🙄🙄 Very conveniently their respective companies have no comments.

I don’t know a lot about Holland, but from what I’ve seen he is very brave. One person being brave doesn’t mean another has to be equally brave though. Everyone has the right to deal with their closet the way they seem best for themselves. Situations differ, people differ… one man’s road doesn’t have to be every man’s road.

So yes, I think there’s reasons for both Tae, Jennie and their companies to want this. Everyone has something to gain by it. From your reaction I gather this is new to you, I can guarantee it is not new to the world.

[notasimpleslater]

Just saw that Ariana released a bunch of promo stuff for her new perfume and in most of it she’s still got on her wedding ring. I understand that the photos were taken in November of 22 so it makes sense why she had it on, but I would think that in the wake of this massive scandal that literally revolves around her marriage she would at least have it edited out; coming from someone with just a marginal and beginners understand of photoshop that seems like a 10 minute fix at most to edit out her ring. Idk, just seems like a weird choice to keep it in, especially if her and Dalton were separated for months; it seems like the sort of thing that would have been taken into consideration long before this scandal dropped and it’s giving me a weird feeling. The ring could have been edited out so, so easily; especially given that she’s apparently been separated almost since the pictures were taken, plus not to mention all of the photoshopping and editing already done in those photos.

I saw that too. At first I thought that maybe they forgot to edit it out, but that’s a pretty big thing to forget about. Maybe they kept it in for aesthetic purposes?? I dunno, I honestly can’t think of a reason why they would purposefully leave it in.

[leonaluv]

Hiii tula how's you !!!!! You posted and I came lol 🤣🫂. I just loveeee your energy vibe . And that's why I don't miss your games .

I choose Wedding Day

Thank you ❣️

Hi hi 😘⚘

I just love weddings so that always makes me feel good looking at it .😆Glad to see you ♥️

It was hard choosing the pictures for this mood board but I do think it gives off the vibe of it being a travel / destination wedding . I remember seeing on Tiktok of people doing like a long vacation wedding thing ,and it was pretty unquie .I don't know if they just skip the honeymoon or wedding but maybe yours won't be as tradional and more casual in that sense. Yatch wedding vibes .

" Your my soulmate, my heart is ready for you . Got me happy , I'm going to be happy"

I added this because of soul mate line it fits with the sign I added in the photo

" I have found the one whom my soul loves."

[internetcompanynews]

Escape To The Country’s Sonali Shah poses with very-rarely seen young daughter in sweet snap - Journal Important Web - BLOGGER https://www.merchant-business.com/escape-to-the-countrys-sonali-shah-poses-with-very-rarely-seen-young-daughter-in-sweet-snap/?feed_id=178553&_unique_id=66cc63c2a65e9 Sonali Shah, a well-known face on our screens, has presented shows like Newsround and Escape to the Country. But when the cameras stop rolling, Sonali leads an intriguing life, from her private family life to penning children’s books and showcasing an impressive talent.The BBC presenter, 44, is happily married to Adarsh Shah and they have two children, Ariana and Rafi, born in 2013 and 2016 respectively. The family, who reside in London, keep their personal life private, but Sonali has shared a few glimpses, including an adorable newborn photo of Ariana on Instagram to mark International Daughters Day in 2020. The TV presenter shared an adorable snap with her rarely-seen daughter back in 2020 for International Daughters Day (Image: Instagram/Sonali Shah)She captioned the photo: “I took this photo almost 7 years ago… Ariana used to sleep on my shoulder… now she rests her head on my shoulder when she stands so tall next to little ol’ me. My mum is right, there’s nothing quite like having a daughter.”In an interview with Baby Magazine, Sonali described motherhood as a “rollercoaster”, saying: “I know it’s a cliche expression but life as a mum is the ultimate rollercoaster especially because I’m a working mum.”She spoke about the chaos of getting ready for work and the precious moments she gets to relax and appreciate her life. Sonali also spoke to the Express about her wedding day, revealing she wore two dresses, which she designed herself during a two-week trip to Mumbai. The TV presenter keeps her family life away from the spotlight (Image: Instagram/Sonali Shah)Sign up to OK!’s daily newsletter to get updates sent to your inbox for freeShe said: “I spent two weeks in Mumbai and designed them myself. Saris are the closest things I have to couture.”Sonali grew up in Edgware, London and was raised by her parents who migrated from India, along with her younger brother Amal. She attended Longfield First and Middle School, followed by Whitmore High School in Harrow.She later pursued broadcast journalism at Nottingham Trent University. After completing her degree, she joined the BBC World Service as a producer in 2002 and started presenting on The World Today and World Business Report. Since then, she’s hosted numerous shows like Sportsround, BBC’s coverage of the 2011 Cricket World Cup, Commonwealth Games and BBC One’s British Olympic Dreams. From her time on TV, Sonali has made a host of celebrity friends including Strictly Come Dancing stars Janette Manrara and Aljaz Skorjanec, along with Nicki Chapman, the late Jonnie Irwin and Jules Hudson. Sonali with Strictly Come Dancing stars Janette Manrara and Aljaž Škorjanec (Image: Instagram/Sonali Shah) Sonali Shah, Nicki Chapman, Jonnie Irwin and Jules Hudson in 2023 (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images)But there’s more to Sonali than just presenting – she’s also a dancer, having trained for over a decade. The 44 year old specialises in street dance, Indian classical and Indian folk dance.The Newsround presenter is certainly a talented dancer as she performed to Outkast’s Hey Ya! on BBC’s Let’s Dance for Comic Relief. Although she didn’t make it to the final with co-presenter Ore Oduba, she still enjoys dancing and occasionally shares her moves on Instagram.In addition to her presenting work, Sonali has also written a children’s book. Taking to social media with a burst of excitement, she shared: “Popped into @waterstonestrafsq over the weekend to see if #TheBestDiwaliEver is actually IRL bookshops…I had to see it to actually believe it…was a proper pinch me moment..” Sonali danced to ‘Hey Ya!’ by Outkast with Ore Oduba for BBC’s Let’s Dance for Comic Relief (Image: Guy Levy/BBC/PA Wire)She couldn’t contain her joy as she announced: “I HAVE WRITTEN A BOOK AND IT’S IN AN ACTUAL BOOKSHOP.

” Her debut, titled The Best Diwali Ever, spins the tale of a girl on a mission to win the rangoli competition and have the most fabulous Diwali celebration.Story SavedYou can find this story in  My Bookmarks.Or by navigating to the user icon in the top right.“Sonali Shah is a familiar face on our screens, having presented Newsround and Escape to the Country, but away from TV spends time with her husband and two children…” http://109.70.148.72/~merchant29/6network/wp-content/uploads/2024/08/g3672e6b85e1aa16dc24b98701aa9cabb2990840dba5fa60b39949e263590d10ee7ecde75202704ce5ec6f8337c96cf2910e.jpeg Escape To The Country’s Sonali Shah poses with very-rarely seen young daughter in sweet snap - Journal Important Web - #GLOBAL BLOGGER - #GLOBAL

[notasimpleslater]

Someone on Reddit said that they noticed Ethan's comments have been off since the beginning of June, and so have Ariana's. They also said that they theorize the reason why Ariana's been deleting so many pictures was so it wouldn't be as weird when she eventually DID delete her wedding photos, now I'm thinking Ethan must have thought the same thing; or maybe they came up with the plan together. (1/2)

(2/2) Either way, Ariana Grande is one of the most powerful people in the world. One word from her or her reps would crush this story flat, I think the fact that 1) she has chosen to not speak about it, despite the very real damage it's causing to both of their reputations, and 2) Ethan made his Instagram private just all points to it being the worst case scenario. I think they got papped and wanted to get ahead of the story so they had to rewrite it.

Hey anon.

Yeah I agree with all of this. It's true that he's had his comments limited for a while, I noticed it too. I kinda just assumed it was because he kept on getting weird comments on the climate change video, but what you said also makes a lot of sense. They're both def trying to stay under the radar for now but I'm just really disappointed that neither of them have said anything, especially Ethan.

The thing about deleting the instagram posts is mixing me up about this though. Ariana deleted 1000's of her posts (including the wedding pics) and left 1 pic of her and Dalton (assuming to prevent suspicion). Ethan also deleted 100's of posts last week, but he kept all the wedding and baby pics?? Even with his account privated they're sill there. So unless him and Lilly are divorcing on good terms, why would he keep those pics?

So as much as I've been hoping that all these are rumors, it's becoming less and less likely and I'm just gonna have to learn to accept it. My only hope now is that there was no cheating involved.

[saintlaurentproblems]

How do we know Ariana held the baby? Is there a photo

We don't. No one actually knows anything. At this point tabloids could say she was the maid of honor at their wedding and everyone would believe it because it validates the narrative people created in their heads. Everyone is saying something super insidious went on and calling her all kinds of whore and evil when the most likely scenario is that two individuals who were unhappy in their respective marriages separated from their partners and started dating. Fucking hell you would think she went on a murdering spree

It’s so ridiculous

[robotstrategy]

Recalled • Part 1 • 8 - Ariana

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Ohio, Home of the Akron Awol, this is where Ariana once lived, where she grew up and met Connor, and where she eventually betrayed him after she promised to run away with him. She doesn’t know where Connor is now, all she knows is that he’s successfully stopped unwinding all throughout the United States and that he’s got a new side piece named Risa Ward. She can’t blame him, after all, she left him for a wedding that was wretched by uninvited children, she’s just surprised he left her for a Ward of the State. 

She works as a model now, often modelling for golden jew- elry or Yellow prints, they say the yellow goes well with her sweet violet and gray-streaked eyes. Her eye pigments are out of fashion now, but that doesn’t matter to her, it’s a keepsake to her about how she met the boy who would change the world. 

Though not everything changed about her fashion slave personality, she succumbed to the Van Lifestyle with all the pretty aesthetics it had to offer.

Ariana doesn’t mind though, each day away from Akron makes her happier than before. She never liked how her parents talked about others anyway, Connor was always “That Lassiter Boy.” Miss Peggy from English Class was always “The Stuck Up One.” She could go on and on about all the names, but that doesn’t matter now, it’s in the past. 

The honk of the car beside her in the empty parking lot had startled her, she got out of her van to be met with those bleeding-heart-hippie bumper stickers--PROACTIVE CITIZENS AGAINST UNWINDING, THE WHOLENESS COALITION, all over her next client's car.

“You don’t like them, not many people do, though some are starting to come around.” Ariana looks over to a young adult woman whose outfit screams Pre-Heartland War.

“Well that is one way to show where you stand in all of this, but, hey, wasn’t that company that kept unwinding alive called Proactive Citizenry?” Ariana asked.

“Yeah, that’s probably the only thing on that car that I want to cut off.” She confested. “My name is Valerie by the way, but I’m pretty sure you knew that already.” Ariana nodded, looking back at Valerie’s name on her phone.

“I wanted you to model some outfits for me, they’re mul- tiple toned pieces to resemble rewinds, when they start selling I’ll be sending half the prophets to the Rewind Wards in In- diana.” Valerie told her.

Valerie started rummaging through the pieces before picking out a crop top and something that looked like bell bottoms.

“Here, try this on!” Valerie said excitedly, shoving the clo- thes in Ariana’s face.

After coming back out of her van with the clothes on Ariana looks over to a wall full of street art where Valerie has set up a camera and a tripod.

“You're really going for this colourful vibe aren’t you?” Ariana chuckles.

Valerie looks back at Ariana and laughs. “I sure am.”

Through taking photos and swapping outfits Ariana finds out more about her client. 

“I’ll be honest with you,” Valerie starts. “Unwinding is ab- solutely awful but there’s someone I knew that- I- I can really bring myself to pity him.”

Ariana faces her now, she has a face of disgust, possibly directed at herself. Ariana doesn’t know what this person did. But to not get pity from a girl who had hippie bloody heart bumper stickers, Ariana wanted to know more about this certain someone.

“If it’s not too much to ask of you? Who was it?” Ariana Pried. 

Valerie looked her in the eyes, looked to the ground, and looked back at her again. “It was a guy named Roland Taggart, he was my ex-boyfriend and ran this little gang in my school.” She paused. “Weeks before he was set to be unwound, he had come up to me, mind you we had already broken up, and he put himself on me.” Valerie shuts up and stalls. Ariana can only assume she’s remembering the interaction beat by beat, she puts her hand on Valerie’s shoulder trying to get her out of it.

“Sorry.” Valerie gets out of it. “It’s just, traumatic.”

“I can’t relate to something like that, no one's ever been like that to me, but I can understand how much that could hurt you, for someone to do something that bad that it changes your morality on a subject, that must have been awful,” Ariana says.

After packing up and getting paid Ariana drives off for a little bit. Almost every day she’s somewhere new. “Ha! Guess I’m like Carmen Sandiego but for modelling.” She tells herself. Sitting beside a highway, she’s filled with nostalgia tonight, remembering the times when she and Connor would hang out at the underpass, where she told Connor she would run away with him, where his and her dreams got in the way of reality. Is Connor still mad at her? She did let him go free that night after her parents questioning, it’s been around more than two years since Connor ran away, from all he ever knew. She thinks back to the bumper stickers found on Valerie’s car, she wonders how many unwinds got unwound or escaped death just like Connor. Connor keeps coming back to her mind, “I guess I just can’t erase someone as infamous as you from my mind, huh?” She says aloud. No response, obviously, though, one day she wants to hear him talk again. It doesn’t matter what they talk about, games, books, music, whatever, she just wants to see him, she wants to know he’s okay, wherever he is. 

Looking over to her phone she sees an incoming call from one of her clients, picking it up she’s informed that they have cancelled their appointment.

“Hmm, I guess it’s just me and my delusions for a few days.” She tells herself.

She goes back inside, driving to a safe space to crash.

[quirrrky]

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