#but yeah. i really miss him and really want a hug. which is so wild to me

[did-you-fall-for-a-shooting-star]

The last time I cried over missing my boyfriend was when I was drunk and 3 time zones away. Now Im sitting in my own bedroom, sober as can be, and I cant get him out of my damn head

[sweetbunpura]

Rollo tries to propose to Yuu but everyone tries to sabotage him 😈

LMAO, Rollo has to get through so many people just to propose to Yuu!

Rollo vs NRC

The fourth year had come, gone, and they NRC students had returned to the school to graduate. Rollo had spent his apprentice in Fleur city, learning about all he could with his new found interest in volunteer work and planning for his future... in more ways than one. He had purchased a ring, intending to propose to the love of his life at the graduation. Him and Yuu had only grown closer in the time apart, which was a surprise to Rollo, for he had heard how many couples had struggled with long distance relationships.

Outside of phone calls, Rollo had not see her for a year, so had had no idea how much she had changed. Taking a deep breath, he stepped through the portal and into the Mirror Chamber. Other 4th years were in there and chatting among one another, most paid him no mind....but he halted as a call of his name sounded.

"Roll-kun!" Cater waved him over.

Rollo approached him and took in the ginger's new looks. Cater had stayed the same height but his hair was different, he had dyed red locks on top of his longer hair. He wrapped him up in a hug and smiled.

"Look at you! Your hair has really grown out! Yuu-chan's gonna love it."

Rollo gave a soft smile and dragged his fingers through his long gray hair. "Thank you, Cater."

"And a smile too? She really changed you~"

"Indeed." Rollo patted his pocket and felt the box against it. "Now if you'll excuse me-"

"Going to see Child of Man with that ring?"

Rollo jolted and sighed as he turned around to see a smiling Malleus. "Malleus...."

"Hello, Flamme." Malleus gave a small bow. "Am I right in assuming you plan on asking her to marry you?"

"Wait, no kidding!?"

Rollo sighed and nodded. "I am. Now, I'm off to go find her. Farewell."

He left, complete unaware of Malleus and Cater smiling at each other. From there, Rollo could not find Yuu anywhere, and everyone he had asked had pointed him in various opposite directions. Idia and Ortho had straight up lied to him, stating that Yuu wasn't even here to begin with. Silver and Sebek just shook their heads and said that she might be else where, just not on campus. And yet everywhere else had wielding the results of "I don't know"

He was getting frustrated at this point, but before he could even think of where else to go, the announcement for the graduation started. With a sigh, he went to the podium and waiting for eveything to start.

Once the ceremony ended, he departed the stage and was about to start looking for her again, he got tackled.

"Enough of this!" Rollo glared at Deuce, Ace, and Grim. "Why is everyone so hellbent on stopping me!"

"You can't ask her to marry you." Ace grumbled.

"Yeah!" Grim added in. "She's my henchhuman and I don't want you macking on her!"

"By the sevens... We're already dating!" Rollo growled and pried the three off of him. "This is getting absurd!"

"You can't blame us..." Deuce said. "She means the world to us."

"I understand that, but she means the same to me." He sighed. "And I haven't seen her all day. We've only been communicating through calls... And I miss her terribly."

"Aw."

Rollo jolted and turned around to see Yuu standing behind him with Cater and Malleus in a headlock. She smiled warmly at her and her hair had gotten longer, they were worked into brains with hair ornaments in them.

"Love."

"Heard you been looking for me and everyone sent you on a wild goose chase." She shook Cater ad Malleus. "Thanks to these two."

"Guilty as charged~" Cater laughed.

"It was all in good fun." Malleus huffed.

"Now." She dropped them as they landed on the ground face down. "What's up?"

"I wanted to ask you something." He reached into his pocket and before he could get down on one knee to begin, the others started gathering around.

"Aw~ Snapping Turtle's gonna propose~" Floyd.

"How beautiful!" Rook.

"I'll be the one designing the dress no doubt." Vil.

"About time." Leona.

Rollo sighed as the chatter started up around him, Yuu tugged him forward by his robes.

"I know you had this all planned out, but you know how these guys are." She kissed him. "Put the ring on, the answer's gonna be yes no matter what."

Rollo opened the box and slipped the ring on her before placing his forehead on her shoulder.

"I hate them."

"No, you don't.

[avatar-anna]

Assistant! Reader x Harry Styles Masterlist

April 2016

“Thank you for meeting me.”

Y/n settled into the seat across from Harry. Her hands curled tightly around her mug, apprehension seeping into her bones. “Of course.”

She had been surprised when Harry called her, asking to meet at the Beachwood Cafe. She hadn’t heard from him in months, not one call or text, not even an email. Not that Y/n really expected much when One Direction finally went on hiatus, but after zero communication, she wasn’t quite sure why he’d called her all these months later. 

“How are you? I haven’t seen you in ages,” Harry asked.

Y/n’s eyebrows raised a bit, but she answered him anyway after taking a sip of her coffee. “Fine, I guess. You?”

“Good!” Harry said excitedly. “Taking a break the last few months has been…I don’t know. Peaceful, but odd, you know? I’ve never had so much time to myself before.”

“Must be nice,” Y/n said, trying to hide the irritation in her voice.

“Yeah, but I realized that I kind of miss it,” he said. “I knew once we decided on the hiatus that I wanted to do my own thing, but I thought I would take a longer break, but I feel like I’m…itching to get back to work.”

That definitely seemed like Harry. Y/n had worked for him for years, and even when there were breaks between tours, he was hard at work—writing, going to Fashion Week, collaborating with other artists, vocal training, even trying new recipes in his state-of-the-art kitchen, which led to a phone call at one in the morning where Harry asked Y/n to come over and see if his macrons tasted "fluffy enough." It seemed only right that he rested for mere months before starting a new project. She could practically picture him at either of his homes in LA or London, scribbling in his leatherbound journal or playing new melodies on his guitar or piano (and the occasional late-night pastry party). As long as she’d known him, Harry had been a hard worker through and through. A little on the wild side when he had some tequila in him, but when it came down to his career, he was focused, determined. 

“Good for you,” Y/n said, meaning it. She always thought he was capable of more. “So what comes next for you? Have you recorded songs already?”

“Not quite. I’m planning a trip to Jamaica to write and record there. It’s remote, serene, a good place to get away. So we’ll have to start booking flights and places to stay and—”

“I’m sorry, ‘We?’” Y/n asked, her brow furrowing with confusion. 

Harry matched her look of confusion with one of his own. “Yeah, I mean—I need you. I can’t do this without you.”

The sentiment warmed Y/n’s heart for a moment, but his immediate assumption that she would drop everything just because he asked her to brought the irritation swarming back. “Mr. Sty—Harry, you know I don’t work for you anymore, right?”

“What do you mean? Are you talking about the hiatus? I just thought we could all use some time off, but…I guess I just thought—”

Harry didn’t finish his thought, but his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Y/n would’ve found it cute if he hadn’t been so dense. Resentment still circled around her like a fog, and she wouldn’t let it go so easily, she couldn’t. 

“I was employed by your management, Harry. To be an assistant to a member of One Direction,” Y/n explained. “I was let go. I had to quickly find another job doing something else.”

“Oh.”

Y/n supposed she should’ve anticipated being fired, but she didn’t. There was a lot of information that she was privy to that most people weren’t, secrets that were tightly bound by an NDA when she was first hired, but talks of the hiatus was very hushed. She knew to suspect that somewhere down the line the boys would finally take a break, but it came a lot sooner than she was prepared for, and she was left jobless before she had the chance to line something else up. Y/n thought that Harry would give her the courtesy of a warning, but he said nothing about it to her, didn’t offer much except a side hug after One Direction’s last performance.

So yeah, she was a little bitter.

“I’m—I’m really sorry, Y/n. I know it doesn’t make up for…all of this and everything you went through, but I am truly sorry.”

“Thank you.” 

Y/n believed him, believed that he was sorry for everything that went down, but it still hurt to know she wasn’t someone he was close enough to talk to about all of this at the time. She was Harry’s assistant, she knew that, but they’d been through a lot together. But he was ever the professional it seemed, and it was her job to remember that, not his.

When she realized her coffee was finished, Y/n stood up. “Well, it was good seeing you, Harry. Good luck on your next project. I’m sure it’ll be great.”

“Wait, but—you’re not—you‘re leaving?”

“I have to run a couple errands before work," Y/n explained. She rested her hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently. “But really, no hard feelings. I wish you all the best.”

She left Harry at the table, heading for the front of the cafe and toward the busy street beyond. Her heart felt heavy as she walked away, but she tried to shake the feeling that she was walking away from more than just her boss. Former boss. Like her mother always reminded her, she couldn’t be a personal assistant forever.

“Wait!”

Y/n turned on instinct, eyes widening as Harry jogged after her, his little bun bouncing with each step. He skidded to a stop in front of her, green eyes wide and searching. For what, she wasn’t sure, but the heat of his gaze was enough to make butterflies stir in her stomach.

Putting on her best front, she raised her eyebrows, waiting for Harry to say whatever he needed to.

“I wasn’t kidding earlier. I need you, Y/n,” he said. “I—You’re the only one who really knows me, who I know will have my back no matter what. I need a familiar face in my corner.”

I need you, Y/n. Those words were her kryptonite. Year after year, Y/n heard Harry's voice over the phone as he roused her from sleep, read the text messages while she was getting her nails done or watched TV in her hotel room, or on the rare occasion she went on a date. But she had to hold strong. Y/n had been devastated by her sudden layoff, but now she had a life, and she didn't want to get sucked back into Harry's very alluring web of charming smiles, cheesy jokes, and endless adventure. That was his life, not hers.

“I have a job, Harry. I can’t just drop everything and quit because you suddenly want me to—”

“What are they paying you?”

Y/n’s brows furrowed. “Excuse me?”

Harry pushed on. “What are they paying you? I’ll double it.”

Scoffing in disbelief, she said, “It’s not about the money—”

“Triple,” he countered. Harry took her hand in his and squeezed it. He looks desperate, Y/n thought.

“I can’t just quit my job because you remembered I existed,” Y/n said quietly, pulling her hand out of his. She clung to her resolve, hoping Harry would make this easy and just let it go, let her go. “I—I deserve more.”

More of what, she wasn’t sure, but Y/n knew it was true. Harry only reached out because he needed something from her, and that hurt more than she cared to admit. 

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” Harry said, looking down at his shoes. A pair of scuffed Chelsea boots he wore practically everywhere. Y/n had bought him a pair of Vans one year, an attempt to switch up his wardrobe, but he still chose the boots nine times out of ten. “Just—At least think about coming to Jamaica. Please?”

“Harry—”

“Not as my assistant. As a guest. A friend,” Harry amended. “We’re planning on staying at a huge villa, and I want to make up for being an idiot. Just—Just think about it. Please.”

Despite everything, Y/n found herself wanting to say yes. It was that magnetic pull she felt toward Harry that had kept her working for him for so long. He was an important person in her life, and up until he’d all but ghosted her after the hiatus, she thought she was important to him too. In spite of his misgivings, Y/n still wanted to believe that she was. 

It was so stupid, but it felt good to be wanted by him. She was an idiot, she knew that. But her friendship with Harry was legitimate, he'd just acted like a complete idiot. She'd known him long enough to know he was very capable of acting like an idiot. So even though she shouldn’t, even though she had carefully lined up her reasons not to in a little line, she started to cave. 

But she couldn’t make the decision now. Not when Harry was looking at her with pleading green eyes and his sad little puppy dog face, his cologne dizzyingly lovely. No, she owed it to herself to really think about what she wanted. If getting sucked back into that whirlwind was worth it. Worth getting her heart properly broken when she knew he would never feel the same about her.

"I'll show up at work, you know," Harry said. "I'm not above it. You might think I am, but I'm not."

Y/n had no doubt in her mind that he would. Along with being an idiot, Harry was very stubborn, and very persistent. She had years with him to know that. Did she really need Harry Styles showing up at her place of work?

“Fine, I’ll think about it,” she finally said, trying to pretend like her heart was screaming to just agree. But her heart was an impulsive little shit that was bound to get her in trouble.

Harry’s face broke out into a wide grin, one that displayed those famous dimples and lit up his entire face. It was hard to feel like he didn't think she was the only person on earth to exist when he looked like that, like he was convinced she’d already said yes. “I’ll take it.”

[angelcakegirl]

ʚ she's not me ! ɞ

re2!leon kennedy x fem!reader

wc; 1.3k

cw; smut (mdni!), p in v, unprotected, no use of y/n, mentions of cheating, bestie!leon!!!

note; hiii!!! this is my first tumblr post so im kinda new to this hehee, so sorry if my english isnt the greatest but hope u enjoyy<3 (ps, let me know if i missed any cw!!)

the night was all too relaxing. just the typing at your keyboard and sipping at your coffee, while raindrops painted the glass windows. accompanied by that sweet tapping sound, this was the life.

what you weren't expecting was a wild leon knocking at your window, hair all soaked and dark from the rain. "leon, what the fuck?" you ran over to the window and opened it up. he's lucky you live on the first floor of your apartment.

once you're actually close to him is when you realize he's in tears. "she cheated on me!" he exclaimed, followed by a few sad cries.

honestly, you warned him this would happen. everyone did! his ex girlfriend was a whore, to put it nicely. yet you decided to hold back all your i told you so's, and let him in kindly.

so here he was. on your couch, with your towel slung around his shoulders, and even finishing your coffee. unsolicited. seriously, who does that?

but he's your best friend. he's sweetheart, really. you love him... as a friend. so of course you'll console him.

"she didn't deserve you, lee. you're too good for her." in all honesty, you wanted to just say that she's notorious for cheating on all her men, but that's not what he needed to hear right now.

he stopped his crying a while ago, yet you could still hear the strain in his voice. like he was ready to get the waterworks running any second now. "i just don't understand– you say i'm a good guy yet she still cheated. am i not worthy of love or something?"

oh, now you wanted this bitch dead. cheat on leon? that's one thing but he'll get over it. however, she had to ruin his self worth too? now you've got a problem.

you gently placed your hand on top his which was resting on his knee. looking into those sweet blue eyes, as the damp tips of his hair kissed his eyelashes. "you're worthy, leon. i think you're worthy of love."

leon was ashamed to admit it, but your hand on his, paired with your sweet words and probably even sweeter lips? yeah, you had him shivering under his skin. seriously, he just got cheated on not even thirty minutes ago and here he was blushing from his best friend. even worse; his blood ran south.

he gulped in response, that pretty adams apple bobbing in his throat. "uh– if you say so. thanks." your hand lingered for a moment, yet you quickly let go of him and cleared your throat. getting up off the couch. "want more coffee? i'll go make some." you offered. "yeah, sure." what he really wanted now was you.

you returned with the coffees, letting him sip at it for a moment before placing them both down on the coffee table. of course you had to bend over in those little things you called shorts. right in his face. he had to bite back a groan, even shift a bit in his seat pathetically.

poor guy, the smallest things turned him on. "you look pretty today." he complimented, more so thinking with his dick than anything. which earned a small chuckle from you. "oh, really?" you were just wearing whatever shorts and tee you found that day. so what on earth was that about?

you took your seat back down next to him, looking at him for a good awkward thirty seconds before he lunged forwards into a hug. "thank you so much... seriously, i wouldn't know what i'd do without you." he mumbled into your shoulder.

you smiled, wrapping your arms around him and letting your fingers run through the back of his hair in a soothing motion. "it's all good, lee, don't worry about it."

suddenly, you felt it. his erection pressed against you. "um?" and he immediately pulled back a bit panicked. beginning to ramble an apology on. "shit– i'm sorry! i didn't mean to or anything just, fuck, i'm sorry–"

someone had to shut him up! you just did it the more convenient way. lips pressed against his, and it didn't help that they were so soft too. like little pillows. you pulled back, and his jaw was to the floor. "holy shit."

in an instant, he laid his head on your shoulder. face buried into the crook of your neck. "i need this." he whined a little. "i need you." okay, no one warned you this man was so whiny. whiny, and convincing.

and that's how you got here. sitting pretty on his lap, in a full make-out sesh with your best friend. to be fair, best friends kissed all the time.. you think! so yeah, you were wrong before. this was really the life!

your lips moved in sequence, until he pulled back panting for air. "may i?" as he tugged at your t-shirt. "you may." met with the plush of your tits, immediately kneading them in his hands with a soft groan.

after that, the rest of your clothes were quick to go. his too. you pressed your lips to his with a few more quick kisses, taking his length in hand. to say your best friends cock was pretty was an understatement. with a slight curve upward, and a flushed tip, you knew this thing was gonna feel pretty damn good.

"haah–" he immediately gasped as your hand up and down his width. you were nearly in shock to see your friend mindlessly bucking into your hand. holy, he was effortlessly sexy.

to be honest, he could finish like this alone. but where's the fun in that? "i'mma need more, baby, please." and just like that he had you kissing his swollen lips as you aligned your entrance with him.

once you sunk your hips onto him, he immediately took hold of them. being met with your velvety walls all tight around him had put him in a trance. not that he didn't have a similar affect on you. the initial burn and stretch was a lot but after a few small minutes it all subsided for pleasure.

"holy fuck!" leon threw his head back for a split second, before picking it back up to look at you. eyes half-lidded and dewy with pleasure. "you like that, baby?" you had to tease with a smirk. "fuckin' love it."

lewd squelching and skin slapping filled the room. that, paired with you and leon's moans and whimpers in sync was a godsend. he tried to hold himself back, he really did. but not even seconds later he found himself bucking into your cunt, balls deep. his pretty tip kissing your cervix with each hit.

you gasped out as your nails dug into his muscular shoulders. which painted some red scratches along his skin for him to admire later. both of your hips moving in sync. you immediately began to sing out your pleasure, all just for him to hear. "fuck– lee, just like that!"

of course leon took that as his cue to mess with you back. "oh yeah? you like that, baby?" typical. you could tell he was close by the way he began to grit his teeth. luckily for you, the sight alone was enough to cause that knot to form in your stomach.

one of his hands let go of your hip. bringing the rough pad of his thumb down to your puffy clit to rub in a few figure eight's. earner even louder sounds from you. "you gonna cum, hm?" he spoke through grunts, feeling your walls inclose on him. "fuck, cum for me, baby." cause' a true gentleman never finishes first!

your release quickly washed over you after those five magic words, going momentarily dumb on his cock. the second you came, he followed right behind. shutting himself up by pushing his lips onto yours. entangling his tongue with yours as his hot seed began to fill you. all while he just continued to thrust it up into you.

as you both came down from your highs, you slipped off leon. before crashing down to lay against his shoulder as you caught your breath. leon watched his remnants spill out you, biting his bottom lip in a smirk. he had a split reminder of his ex, but not one that did her any justice at all. "should've known she had nothing on you."

[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (11)

In which the Europe trip starts

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Note: this is kind of a filler chapter, but I'll keep updating! If you want to be added to the taglist, just let me know. Enjoy :)

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caption: ready for the next two weeks :)

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GONNA MISS U AND U BETTER COME BACK W A MAN

aubreyyang

gonna pretend I only heard the first part ILL MY U TOO

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taylorswift love

-- aubreyyang OH MOTHER

alexandrasaintmleux hâte pour l'europe avec ma belle 💞

-- aubreyyang YAY je peux pas attendre!!

user1 damn she getting brave

user2 someone tell her ollie is from essex

charlesleclerc did u just steal my girlfriend

-- aubreyyang I got tired of third wheeling

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caption: in London today 🇬🇧

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U ARE NOT SLICK

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alexandrasaintmleux with my boyfriend, his son and my girlfriend

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WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME

alexandrasaintmleux

pls just kiss the tension is wild

Sighing, Aubrey slipped her phone back into her pocket. Alex and Charles meant well, but…Ollie meant too much to her to ever risk ruining their friendship. When he crashed, she remembered halting the scene they were blocking because of the sheer amount of notifications she was getting. Her phone dropped out of her hand when she read the first headline, one of the assistants catching it and placing it back into her shaky grip. She felt tears welling up at the photo of the mutilated car. Finally, when he picked up, the relief had hit her like a tsunami. She was afraid of what this sweet boy could make her feel. 

“I’ve got it.” Ollie came up behind her in the aisle, chest pressed up against her back, long arms looping around to hoist her (very heavy) luggage easily into the over head storage.

The last time they'd seen each other in person was the club in London. Even then, when they'd only known each other for a little bit, he had given her a hug, guided her where to go, held her drink for her...

And she realized that he was such a touchy feely person and she loved it.

She flashed him a grateful smile in thanks, and tucked herself into the window seat. She watched as he put his much smaller luggage up and helped the elderly woman behind him too.

As she watched him, she realized something. Obviously, he was tall. His mom, Terri, as the older woman insisted Aubrey call her, had shown her some photos of his teenage years, lanky and stretched, with big hands and feet like a huge puppy. But he was one of the tallest on the grid now, the growth spurts of youth still seemingly present. But she hadn’t noticed how broad he’d gotten. Sure, he’d been toned when they met, and she’d been very taken by his arms, but his shoulders looked so wide in his blue sweatshirt and his neck so thick. His chest was maybe four of her hands outstretched. She wanted to check. For science, of course.

He sidled back to her, long legs stretching put and bumping hers.

“Excited?” He grinned, and she had to smile herself.

“It’s a two hour flight, Bearman.”

“Yeah, so we have lots of time. What’s your favourite colour?” 

“What?” She laughed, a little shocked.

“No, I’m serious.” He poked her arm, “We hardly talk about this stuff. I want to know you better.” 

“Red. I think I really like red.”

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charl_locklerc yo who took that photo of him and Alex

aubreyyang never eating a pretzel again

-- charles_leclerc this is why you pace yourself

-- aubreyyang you would know

-- user1 THE SHADE BAJAJA

-- user2 CONFIRMED SHES WITH THEM IN GERMANU HIEFJIEK

olliebearman don't tell them about the beer

--bearheartxx WHAEJOT HES WITH THEM TOO HIM AND AUBREY HAVE TO BE DATING RIGHT RIGHT

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pretty girl more like

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I had a very handsome photographer

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BRING ME BACK BREAD PLS

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clip one: a video taken from afar on a grainy iPhone camera, four figures walking out of a club in Berlin, Germany. It zooms in, and we see that it is two renowned Ferrari drivers, Leclerc and Bearman. Walking between them with linked arms are Saint Mleux and Yang.

f1wagsupdate during the f1 summer break, Ferrari drivers Leclerc and Bearman are seen with girlfriend and potential girlfriend partying in Germany.

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f1girlypop YES WERE ABOUT TO GET SUCH GOOD CONTENT

user1 manifesting this is real PLS

user2 stop the hand placement 😫 Ollies hand on her back

cutiesgrid24 the height difference is everything my cousin was there and she said right after that video he picked her up and carried her because her heel broke

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You and I Walk a Fragile Line - Farleigh Start x F!Reader - Part 3

a/n: omg thanks again for all the love on the last two parts! i'm probably going to make a masterlist to make all the parts more accessible <3 i feel so special when i see y'all's comments so don't be afraid to share your thoughts! this chapter is a little shorter but only because that's just how the events are playing out! btw, this one starts out with a flashback, it can be a lil confusing hehe but anyways enjoy! (also none of these are proofread LMAO so ignore mistakes)

part 1, part 2, part 4

word count: 3.0k words

warnings: ANGSTTT, language, drugs, alcohol, smoking

It was finally time to depart from your first summer at Saltburn. School was going to start in a week, and you wanted to spend some time relaxing at home before the chaos of your penultimate year in secondary school. 

The summer had been a wild yet fun time. You had so much freedom to do whatever you pleased, and you didn’t really know how to spend your time, since you were usually so focused on your academics.

You warmed up to the Catton family quite a lot. You understood you didn’t really fit in, but it was nice to pretend you did. Elspeth had even gifted you one of her old necklaces that probably would have paid for a car if you had sold it.

You and Venetia spent countless hours together; by the poolside, in your rooms, doing each other's nails or makeup, and playing tennis. Although she was a few years older than you, she was like the sister you never had.

As for Felix, your friendship only grew. You were thankful for him, for being so kind to you and welcoming you into a world you had never known before.

And Farleigh. Your relationship with him was… complicated. One moment, you would hurl stupid and immature insults at each other, and the next, you would be having a peaceful conversation. But the latter usually only occured when you were alone with him, which didn’t happen often. He let his guard down when he wasn’t around his family, which you found strange, but you never questioned it.

You were going to miss this place. You had to return to your normal, everyday life as a student with a normal house and normal parents. 

“We’re going to miss you dearly, love. We hope you visit again next year,” Elspeth remarked as you all sat around the breakfast table on the patio.

“Yeah. Felix, invite her again,” Venetia nudged her brother as she whispered loudly. Felix grinned and looked at you from across the table.

“So, what’s been your favorite part about your stay?” Elspeth questioned, leaning forward with curiosity.

“Honestly, I can’t even pick. It’s all been amazing. Really.” You said. You meant every single word. But you could’ve actually picked a favorite part, you just didn’t want to admit what, or who it was.

A while later, you were standing at the large front doors with your packed bags in your hands. 

Venetia embraced you tightly and you dropped your bags so you could hug her back. “See you next year, hopefully,” She said with a smile after releasing you.

“Yeah. See you.” You nodded and then looked over to Felix who was now also coming in for a hug.

“Bye, mate. I’ll see you at school, alright?” He patted your back as he pulled away and you smiled with a nod. 

Farleigh stood farther away, watching the goodbyes at a distance. You stared him down, trying to will him to come over. 

“Bye.” He simply said, expressionless. “Bye, Farleigh,” You smiled softly at him. You weren’t sure when the next time you would see him would be. He blinked at you and held your gaze before you turned away as Duncan was opening the doors for you. 

“Your cab is waiting outside the gates, miss,” He informed you. You nodded and picked up your bags.

~~~

2 YEARS LATER

It was your first evening at Oxford. You had just arrived and gotten most of your things unpacked, and then you and Felix were headed to the dining hall.

You remembered a few months ago when Felix told you Farleigh would be going to Oxford as well. You didn’t really know what you thought about this. Part of you was interested in seeing him in a different setting, not just at Saltburn during your summer holiday. Was he nicer to people at school? Did he even care about schoolwork?

“I told Farleigh to sit with us,” Felix mentioned as you walked next to him. You nodded. “Okay. How has he been?” You asked. You knew better than to care about him, since the feeling was clearly unrequited. You don’t think he would care if you died a sudden death.

But it was harmless, and only in a friendship kind of way. Or whatever complicated relationship you two had. 

“Good, I think,” Felix said. “You know, his mom went to Oxford. In a way, he’ll be able to connect with her. By being here, I mean.” He explained. You could tell it was his attempt at being philosophical. You just nodded and pretended to follow what he was saying.

You both walked into the large dining hall, mini lamps placed on top of the long tables to light the dim, high-ceilinged room.

You found some empty seats and sat down. A few minutes later, Felix had already spotted Farleigh and was waving for him to come over. You followed Felix’s line of sight and saw  Farleigh’s familiar coiled hair, and it seemed that maybe he had let it grow a bit longer than usual.

He was actually smiling for once, and it was such a rare sight you had to blink to make sure you weren’t hallucinating.

“Hey,” He grinned as he took the seat on the other side of you, pulling it closer to the table.

You had seen Farleigh earlier this month when you were still at Saltburn, but for some reason, he looked different. Like he grew up, or something. You couldn’t put your finger on what had changed, though.

Sure, he had recently turned 18, shortly before you did. But the whole aura radiating from Farleigh felt different and more mature. Or maybe it was the new designer clothes you had noticed, or the new necklaces and rings he was sporting. 

“Hi,” You smiled. You realized you must have been staring, and you quickly glanced away to survey the rest of the students filing into the hall.

You spaced out during the small talk and stared into space, pondering how your first day would go tomorrow.

“Are you going to the party tonight?” Felix nudged you. You glanced up. “Uhh… What party?” You hated seeming clueless, but when it came to this kind of thing, you were.

“You know, to welcome all the first years. Us.” He nodded as if to gesture to everyone else.

“Oh. Right. I don’t know, I want to get some good sleep before tomorrow.” You replied while inspecting your nails and picking away at them. 

That statement was half true, half not. You did want to get some well-needed rest, but you were also just terrified of parties and large social gatherings. You could be awkward sometimes, and you were scared of what a real college party would include. Drugs, alcohol… It made you uncomfortable to think about.

“C’mon, please? For me?” Felix gave you the puppy eyes and you sighed. “It’ll be fun,” He reassured you. You looked over to Farleigh. “Are you going?” You asked him.

He looked offended by your question. “Duh,” He answered. You didn’t know why it mattered if he was going or not.

“Ughhh, fine.” You rolled your eyes and facepalmed. Felix grinned brightly. “Yesss,” He whispered.

You couldn’t deny that you were having a good time at the party. You made a few new friends and you were gaining some confidence.

The only problem was that Felix promised you he would stay with you the whole time, since he knew how weary you were with even going in the first place.

And where was he? Nowhere to be seen. You guessed he had run off with some girl already. Hell, within the first ten minutes of you three entering the function, about four girls were already up on him, desperately flirting and twirling their hair.

You were standing in a dark corner when you saw Farleigh approaching you. He had a glass bottle of beer in each of his hands.

“Hey, you want one?” He offered you one of the beers. You were bored out of your mind, so you shrugged and took it. The glass felt nice and cold against your hand.

“Have you seen Felix?” Your eyes darted around nervously. Farleigh shook his head. “Nope. Saw him leaving with some red-head chick, though.” He raised his eyebrows up and down which made you laugh.

He moved to stand next to you against the wall, observing the neon-lit dance floor. “Are you enjoying yourself?” He peered down at you.

You shrugged. “I guess? I’d rather be inside sleeping, though.” He groaned. “You’re so boring. You know why you’re not having fun, right?” He leaned down slightly. You shook your head. “No, enlighten me.”

“You’re not high enough,” He said, a smirk forming on his face. “Farleigh. I’m not gonna get high with you.” You scoffed and took a swig of your beer, wincing a bit at the taste.

“Some guy was giving out joints. It’s weed,” He explained, drawing a small plastic bag of rolled joints out of his pocket.

“Yeah, I’m not gonna just smoke weed from some random guy.” You blew a strand of hair out of your face.

“They’re legit, I swear.” He leaned down to your height and whispered, “I already tried one.” 

You shook your head again. “I don’t smoke, you know that.” He stood up straight.

“Just try it. Look, I’m not dead yet. See?” He twirled around and you giggled. “C’mon, we can go out here.” He nodded to the side door.

You just wanted him to stop bothering you, so you let out a sigh. “Okay, fine. Let’s go.” He excitedly spun on his heel and led you both over to the door before holding it open for you.

You stepped into the warm and dense air of the night, glancing around nervously like you might get caught by someone. But who are you kidding, pretty much everyone here smokes and probably does worse.

“Okay. I’ll light it for you. Do you wanna share it?” He asked, pulling out his lighter and flicking it on.

“Yeah.” You didn’t want the commitment of having it all to yourself. He lit the joint and you watched him take a hit. He made eye contact with you the whole time. It seemed simple enough— a short inhale and then exhale.

“You try,” He handed you the joint and you eyed it suspiciously before putting it to your lips. You took maybe too long of a hit and immediately began coughing, smoke billowing out of your mouth. 

“Woah, easy..”  Farleigh chuckled at your reaction and you felt his hand on the small of your back as you tried to catch your breath.

“You make it look so easy,” You cleared your throat and looked up at him with watery eyes. He smiled smugly at your words.

“Just takes practice,” He told you casually. “Smoking weed is something I’d rather not practice.” Farleigh laughed at your remark and took the joint to take another hit.

“Do you like Felix?” The question came out of the blue and you turned to him.

“What do you mean…?” You lifted an eyebrow as he passed the joint to you. He leaned up against the wall and crossed his arms.

“Like, do you actually enjoy your friendship with him?” He asked. You actually considered the question for a long moment.

“Well, he’s like… the only close friend I have,” You said hesitantly. “I continue to be friends with him because I don’t have a reason not to,” You explained before taking a small hit from the joint.

“And you like the wealth and title that comes with him, yeah?” Farleigh’s words hung in the silence. You knew he was being too nice. It was too good to be true.

“Yeah, I like the summers at Saltburn, but that’s not the reason why I’m friends with him.” Or was it? No. You refused to let yourself get gaslighted by Farleigh. But you began to question your reasoning when you said it out loud.

“I mean, what else does he have to offer?” Farleigh asked as you exhaled the smoke. Why was he suddenly turning against Felix? You thought Farleigh loved Felix. Maybe you had it all wrong.

“He’s nice to me,” You flashed him a glare and he stared back at you, drilling his gaze into yours. “I’m nice to you.” He said in a harsher tone.

“When you want to be,” You shot back, pressing the joint to your lips again, staring out into the darkness.

“What do you have against Felix, anyway?” You broke the short moment of silence and turned to face him.

“Nothing. Forget I ever said anything,” He raised his arms up as if to defend himself. “No, you can’t say weird shit like that and then expect me not to question it,” You handed the joint back to him and headed for the door to go back in. You planned on drinking as much alcohol as possible to show him that you don’t need him to teach you how to have fun.

“Do you even know how to get back to your dorm?” He asked, his brows furrowed. “What do you care?” You scowled at him before going back inside. 

Sooner or later, you had downed your whole bottle of beer and then you were doing shots with some random group of girls. You didn’t remember the rest of that night, but at least you ended up in your bed by the morning, even if you had a horrible hangover.

~~~

Sunlight creeps through the window and knocks impatiently on your eyelids. You groan and sit up, opening your eyes to the bright sunrise shining through your curtains,

Memories of yesterday flood back to you. Your drama with Felix, the car ride and visit to your parents with Farleigh, and telling Venetia all about it when you got back.

Felix didn’t get back from London until late last night, so you were waiting to talk to him today.

You don’t want problems between the two of you, but sometimes he’s just so ignorant and out of touch. 

A little while after breakfast, you make your way to Felix’s room. He seemed hungover during breakfast, so you wonder if this is going to turn out well.

You hesitate before knocking. “Come in,” He calls. You twist the doorknob and carefully enter. His expression softens slightly at the sight of you. He’s sitting on the edge of his bed with a book in his hands.

“Hey. Can we talk?” You ask quietly. He nods, setting the book down.

“Look, I’m sorry about yesterday. I was in a mood, and I shouldn’t have said those things to you.” Felix starts before you can.

“Okay. But you know why I was mad, right?” You don’t want it to be that easy for him.

You can see the gears turning in his head. “Erm… because I couldn’t give you a ride?” He looks up at you, and you can’t tell if he’s playing dumb or not.

“No, it wasn’t just that. It’s the principle of it, Felix.” You shake your head. “The principle of what?” He asks, standing up.

“It just seems a lot like you care more about your popularity than you care about your best friend,” You explain, your voice shaking a bit. You don’t really like confrontation.

“No, that’s not true. I just-“

“Yes, it is. Ever since we got to Oxford. It’s always been this way. Leaving me alone at parties to go fuck some random girl, or multiple, for that matter.” Your voice is raised now and you can feel the anger rushing through your veins. All the things you’ve always wanted to say, but couldn’t.

“You know what, you should be thankful I even became your friend. Look what I’ve given you.” He gestures to what you’re assuming is the estate as a whole.

You scoff and laugh at his statement. “What you’ve given me? Are you kidding?! I’m not some stray animal off the street, Felix. I’m not homeless. I have parents. I have a home.” You feel tears welling up in your eyes already and that lump in your throat starting to form.

“Then why are you here?” This is the first time you’ve ever heard Felix really raise his voice. You both freeze in the silence and let his words hang in the air.

“You want me to leave? I can leave,” The tears are now falling down your cheeks as you blink. “No, wait-“

But it’s too late. You’re already storming out of his room and back to yours, which is just down the hall.

You see Farleigh standing near the end of the hallway, trying to eavesdrop. He notices your tears and is immediately heading over to you.

You try to get into your room and lock the door before Farleigh can get to you, but you fail. 

He guides you into your room, his hand pressed against your back firmly before closing the door with his free hand.

He embraces you in a gentle yet tight hug as you continue to sob. He rests his chin on your head and smooths some of your hair out. He holds you and lets you cry.

Farleigh was right about him. Felix thought he saved you from a horrible life. In reality, you would be fine without him. He was just a simple addition to your life.

You hardly realize the intimate moment that you’re in with Farleigh right now until your sobbing subsides.

You push away from him slightly, hands on his chest as you gaze up at him. You sniffle. “I got stuff on your shirt,” You laugh weakly and point at the wet spot on his shirt.

“It’s okay.” His arms return to his side and you find yourself missing the comfort of his arms around you and embracing you.

“Did you hear what he said?” You ask, wiping your eyes and sniffing again.

“Yeah. Yeah, I did.” He nods. “Are you going to say I told you so?” You smile softly as you wipe the rest of your tears away.

“Do you want me to say I told you so?” He grins down at you, his brown eyes bright with amusement. You shake your head. “No way.” You both laugh, and you think you’ll be okay.

[twilghtkoo]

late night soju chat

summary. in which, haechan has been coming home late the past few days because of work and you’ve been up every time he returns.

pairings. haechan x streamer!reader (f)

genre. fluff, established relationship, idol!au

warnings. reader is drinking (legal), i also do not know the gaming/streaming lingo that well so (･_･;

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“oh yeah! i’m really excited for the legend of zelda tears of the kingdom.. the sequel to breath of the wild.” you answer to the viewer who commented asking if you preordered the game yet. “i did get the collectors edition though, first, i thought i shouldn’t, but i ended up getting it.” you take another shot of soju easily, the liquid going down your throat as you tilted your head back in a quick motion.

user omg yes the inclusions are so pretty!!

user i’d get it just for the art book cus link &lt;3

the digital clock by your monitor reads 2:15. the chat already pointed out how they can tell you’re tired, but you told them you can manage and wait.

“chat, strawberry soju and the strawberry milkis is so dangerous. it literally tastes like a fruit punch or the pink starburst.” you exclaim, finishing pouring a bit of the flavored milk and yogurt drink into the shot of the soju.

user don’t drink sm!!

user soju is so good oml

you scoff, “guys this is like my third one, don’t worry!” you attempt to assure the chat. you’ve done a few streams drunk, and thankfully those times you were under the influence, your boyfriend was watching and about two doors down. one time you fell asleep on your chair, and you fell asleep for a good fifteen minutes til haechan came to the rescue and ended the stream for you.

user where’s haechan when we need him

user i’m so tired lmao

user when are u dropping merch

“haechan should be on his way home,” you reply to your screen. “he’s gonna be super tired so i’ll end it when he gets here.” haechan’s schedule has been hectic these past few days, leaving in the early mornings and coming home late at night. he’s told you that you don’t have to wait up for him and to go ahead and sleep, not wanting you to stay up for him. but you barely see him throughout the day, so you’d like to greet him when he walks through your door. finally, kissing his lips and hugging him tightly, rubbing his tense muscles.

you're looking through the art book and showing chat a few pages that had you squealing. a game that you've been playing since you were a child, it was definitely your number one favorite and you're glad your followers are finding interest and are even up at this hour with you.

user i can't believe nintendo sent this to u early D: that's such a big thing yn im so happy for u!!!!

you smile after taking another shot. "thank you user, i know, when i saw the big ass box in my mail i was over the fucking moon. and i was holding myself back from opening it as soon as i got it, but i decided to wait and open it with you guys." you told your viewers honestly, preparing another shot.

user oh i can't wait for ur tears of the kingdom gameplay !!

user aye lemme get a sip

"user thank you for the 1,000 bits!"

your house was pretty quiet, of course, at this hour of the night. but past your headphones you heard rustling from outside your streaming room door. you moved your headphone off one ear to listen in.

you slightly gasped into your mic, with a grin. "chat i think haechan just got hoooome!" you took the shot that you had prepared earlier.

"this is so good," you hummed quietly.

user haechan is hoooome

user my fav couple <3

"haechan? baby?" you called out.

you hear a few sounds going off in your headphone, mostly being subs and cheers asking about haechan and some about you.

"yn? babe, you're still up?" you hear haechan from the hallway and his footsteps coming closer, he knocks on your door before peeking his head through the cracked door.

"hello handsome, i missed you." you greeted him from your gaming chair, holding out your arms for him to walk into them so you could embrace him. he drops his leather bag by the door and immediately takes the steps to you with a tired smile. he was dressed in the same clothes he was in when he left in the early morning.

he groans softly in your hold, you squeeze his frame and rub his back soothingly, trying to offer as much relief from his tiring day.

user haechan!!!

user YOOOO

user aww look at them :(

he acknowledges that you are streaming but he doesn't hold back on showing you affection. he nuzzles his nose in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent. "i told you you don't have to wait up for me."

you continue to softly rub his back, "i know, but i wanted to to see you."

"are you still gonna stream?" he has a feeling you won't and that you'll turn it off and go to bed with him.

you shake your head, pulling away from the hug you look up at him.

"no, i just turned it on a few hours ago and decided to just chat with my followers until you got home, i'm about to end the stream now." you tell him and glance over at the screen to keep up with the comments.

user hi haechan

user haechan we tried to tell her

user we were baysitting for u

user HAECHAN SAY HI

he looks at your desk set up. "damn, baby. drinking on the clock? that's why your cheeks are a bit rosy." he teases, pointing at the almost empty bottle of soju, his other free hand holding yours.

you shrug, "i was thirsty."

you giggled, "chat says hi, say hi back to chat." you continued, pointing at the flowing of comments.

the top half of his face was cut off by the camera since he was pretty tall and he was standing, he crouches down a bit and waves at the cam.

"hi everyone, thank you for watching yn and thank you everyone for staying up with her."

you smile at him interacting with your viewers before starting to poke his sides. "can i get a kiss first and then i'm going to turn this off."

he effortlessly cups the side of your face gently and leans in to press his lips against yours, his thumb caressing the soft skin of your rosy cheeks and he pulls away.

you wet your lips as you turn with your chair to focus on chat.

haechan is still standing beside you but he reaches for the soju bottle and easily gulps down the last of it before putting it back on the desk.

"okay guys, like i said earlier, i planned on ending this stream when haechan got home. so i'm going to go now, good night everyone and thank you for watching and staying up with me. bye!"

user goodnight yn and haechan!!

user aww goodnight

user goodnight

user night yn :)

he waves with you before the stream ends. he drags you out of your streaming room after you turned everything off properly, walking with you tiredly, hand in hand, to your shared bedroom. ready to sleep in all afternoon with you in his arms, because tomorrow he finally has a rest day. and he wants nothing more than to be with you.

[multifanhoe99]

Kinktober Day 2- Biting

Here we go with day 2!

Pairing: Chanyeol x gn! reader

Warnings: minor cheating (reader kinda flirts with Baekhyun and Sehun), nicknames (Chanyeol calls reader baby), implied foursome at the end.

=Let me know if I missed any warnings and I will put them in.=

18+ MDNI ~ Hope you all enjoy this one it's not as spicy but I am keeping it chill for now.

Everyone assumed that because Chanyeol's personality was a gentle giant it meant your intimate time with him must not be so crazy. That would be the wrong assumption because when you two are alone and things start getting hot and heavy he jumps right into his stage persona. The one that is dominating and aggressive but not in a scary way and you find that side of him very sexy. On multiple accounts, you have been known to draw that side of him out on purpose whether it be by walking around the house in one of his shirts knowing that some of the other guys would be there and pretending you forgot or those times when you would send him pictures while he's at the studio begging him to come home and give you what you wanted.

The former option is one you found yourself doing tonight. It was his weekly game night with Baekhyun and Sehun and while he was setting up you told him that you were going to shower real quick. He sent you off with a gentle kiss on the head and a light spank on the butt as you turned to leave. Little did he know you were setting another one of your traps in motion. You loved Chanyeol and really only liked to tease him there has never been nor will there ever be anyone else for you but him. That being said lightly flirting with his friends to bring out his possessive side always means a good time for you. This was the plan you would shower and then once you were done you'd put on one of Chanyeol's shirts and his favorite underwear to see you in. Black ones that really accentuated the curve of your ass just the way he likes it. After that, you would adorn Chanyeol's favorite scent the one that drives him wild the one he got for your anniversary last year. Hopefully, by then the guys will already be here and settled in playing and you can put the rest of the plan in motion.

When you were done with the first steps of your plan you walked out of your shared room to see all three boys gaming away on the couch. You were glad you had been able to time it perfectly. Now to initiate the second part of the plan. You waited to greet the other boys until their match was done. When they had won the match they high-fived and took a break to get something to drink.

"Hi, Baek! Hi Hunnie," You said giving each boy a lingering hug.

"Hey (Y/N) you look," Baekhyun said pausing and looking over at Chanyeol before continuing, "comfy."

"Yeah it was a really long day so I just wanted to come home shower and relax. I honestly forgot you guys had your game night tonight. Should I change," You asked feigning innocence.

"NO, I mean no that's alright," Beakhyun flashed his signature smile and you knew the plan was working. After saying your hellos everyone settled back into their spots. Chanyeol motioned for you to come sit in his lap but instead, you opted to lie down in the spot between him and Baekhyun with your head in Baek's lap and your legs in Chanyeol's. He gave you a confused look but that was all. You continued to sit like this and cheer them on while they played their game. Every now and then you'd compliment one of the other boys or play with Sehun's hair since he was sitting on the floor next to you. You would occasionally run your fingers along Baekhyun's arm which you knew he liked. This continued until everyone got up again to refill on drinks and snacks. At this point when you got up Chanyeol pulled you back down so now you were sitting in his lap where he wanted you in the first place and you knew you had him. "What do you think you're doing huh," he whispered in your ear.

"Nothing, I am just relaxing," you replied trying to hide the devious smile on your face.

"You like them looking at you like this? Maybe I should just take you right here in front of them so you all know who you belong to hmm," he growled, "As a matter of fact I have a better idea." He leans in closer and starts kissing behind your ear. Then he moves down your neck. The sweet kisses start turning into long sucks making big purple marks all over your neck. Just when you thought he was done you feel his teeth bite sharply into your neck. It hurts but it feels so good you can't help but let out little moans every time you feel his teeth dig into your flesh. "Shhh, baby don't be too loud or they'll hear you, or is that what you want," he says darkly before continuing what he was doing. He lays you down on the couch and moves lower to start biting at your inner thighs. This was his favorite part on you so it was no wonder he wanted to mark them up too.

It was so hard to keep quiet now with how surprisingly good it felt to have his teeth bite harshly into the sensitive skin of your thighs. You kept moaning and mewling the presence of the other two men in your house being long forgotten. That is until you hear a throat clear and Sehun's voice pipe up saying, "Uhhh, are we interrupting? Should we go?"

Chanyeol's head rises from your thighs and he laughs darkly, "No, stay I think a lesson needs to be taught. What is mine is mine and if I wanna share then I will, but you have to prove you deserve it first baby." He says the last part looking at you. This was not the intended outcome for the night but you like where it's going.

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A/N: Damn I think I got a little carried away on this one but I am not mad at it. Let me know if you'd like to see what happens afterward in a part two sometime. Also HERE is the link to the prompt list for Kinktober and here is the link to the MASTERLIST.

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- On Tour With Justin Pt1

Part 57

2016

20th August- Chelmsford

Nervous is not a strong enough word to explain how I’m feeling right now. Am I excited though? Hell yeah I am. The music for Break Up Season starts, it’s a longer introduction to the song to get the crowd hyped, which I think they are because the sound they’re making is crazy! It’s then time for me to go on stage

“The sky is turning red” I sing and walk out onto the stage “it’s raining heartbreak bloodshed” the crowd are going wild as I walk down the stairs on stage “in a romance apocalypse, yeah send my love to Juliet. All the the platinum blonds are drinking with boys on the rocks, all the bombshell brunettes on the dance floor calling shots. Got the whole city shakin’ and it’s about to go off. Can’t you feel it? It’s…” I point the microphone to the audience. They all scream ‘it’s break up season’ “yeah hearts are bleedin’ it’s break up season, yeah can’t you feel it? It’s break up season” I walk to the end of the stage and crouch down. I can see Harry, his mum and my dad smiling at me “I hate to spoil the end, the guy don’t get the girlfriend” I then stand up and point again the the audience and they all shout ‘Romeo’s a pathological narcissist. So send my love to Juliet’.

After the first song I take a moment to breathe and take in the fact I’m on stage in front of thousands of people on my own

“How is everyone doing tonight?” I ask into the microphone and the arena is loud with screams “now, this is my first time on my own. It’s a little daunting and I’ll be completely honest with you I thought I was going to shit myself earlier, but now I’m up here, looking out my nerves have completely gone. The next song I’m going to sing is break up” the music starts and I begin singing. I then sing Bye before taking a water break.

“Ok” I take a quick sip of water before putting it down and placing my microphone on the stand “tonight is not only special to me because of the obvious, but I also have some really important people here tonight. One of these people happen to have written a whole song for me, we changed a few of the words to fit for me. This is Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart” the piano music starts and I take in a deep breath “I don't ever ask you where you've been and I don't feel the need to know who you with. I can't even think straight but I can tell that you were just with her and I'll still be a fool. I'm a fool for you. Just a little bit of your heart Just a little bit of your heart. Just a little bit of your heart is all I want. Just a little bit of your heart Just a little bit of your heart. Just a little bit is all I’m asking for” it’s only now that I notice everyone has their lights on swaying “I don't ever tell you how I really feel 'cause I can't find the words to say what I mean. And nothing's ever easy, that's what they say. I know l'm not your only, but l'll still be a fool 'cause l'm a fool for you” I find Harry in the audience and sing the rest of the song looking at him. I sing a couple more songs before the break before Justin goes on stage.

There’s a knock on my dressing room door

“Come in” I say wiping off my makeup. In walks Harry holding a bouquet of flowers “aww H”

“You were fantastic YN, I’m so proud of you” I get out of my seat and hug Harry before taking the flowers

“They’re beautiful Harry. Thank you”

“How was it? being on a stage on your own. Did you enjoy it?”

“God Harry it was such a rush. Don’t get me wrong I missed you boys with me and I thought I was going to throw up, but it was amazing. Hearing the crowd just screaming my name, I don’t know H, it was exhilarating”

“One day you’ll have your own tour. One where you’ll have to find your own opening act”

“I’m not sure about that just yet. I think that will feel even stranger” Harry and I end up just staring at each others eyes for a moment. Justin then walks into my dressing room with just his trousers on

“YN I was just thinking…. oh hi Harry” Justin walks over to me and kisses my temple “how are you?”

“Good, yeah erm anyway” he break the stare and clears his throat “I best go back to my spot, I’ll see you after the show though right?”

“Sorry we want to get going as soon as possible, you know how it is” Justin says

“I promise I’ll see you soon though” I quickly say

“Oh yeah, sure thing” Harry scratches the back of his head “see you soon”

“Bye H”

By the end of the night Justin and I are sat on the bus on our way to our next location. His arm around my shoulders while we watch something on the TV, but my mind is elsewhere.

20th September- Paris

I sit with my phone in my hand, watching Justin rehears on stage. Emma has been texting me none stop about what Harry and Kylie have been up to. Sighing I decide to just put my phone away, here I am in Paris, the city of love and I’m with Justin who is meant to be taking my mind off Harry. Justin needs to be my priority. The music finishes and Justin jumps down from the stage walking over to me with his arms out

“Ew your sweaty”

“You love it” he says pulling me in

“No I really don’t” I giggle as Justin kisses all over my face “you need a shower”

“Fancy joining me?” Justin wiggles his eyebrows at me

“As tempting as that sounds I promised I would phone my dad before I get ready tonight” Justin pulls away with a pout “but I will probably want a shower before we hit the road later” I smile and walk away hearing Justin groan which only makes me laugh.

“Hi dad”

“Hi pumpkin. How’s the tour?” I place my phone on my dressing table and grab some snacks

“I’m loving it. It was strange at first without the boys with me, but Justin’s been so amazing at making me feel part of the team”

“Have you been able to get out?”

“Not today but Justin said tomorrow he’s taking me to the Louvre and then we’re going to have lunch out before we need to be back here”

“So it’s going good with Justin then?”

“Dad are we really going to have this conversation?” I groan

“I just really thought it would be you and Harry” I hear dad sigh on the other end of the phone

“Well he’s happy with Kylie and I’m happy with Justin”

“Are you? Are you seriously happy? Because if you’re not I’m sure….”

“I am dad, I promise you. Anyway I gotta go. I need to get ready for tonight”

“Alright pumpkin. I love you”

“I love you to dad” I end the call and turn to Charlotte who’s just entered my dressing room “don’t start”

“I wasn’t going to” Charlotte says hands up in the air.

[fanofstuff01]

Adam fell to his bed with a thud, as if he got shot. His whole body hurt, he wanted to knock himself out so badly. Angel did mention his body was an absolute shitshow in his first day too, but he didn’t expect it to be this bad. He could feel his eyes whimpering.

His mind was nothing better. He couldn’t help but have it fuzzy alI day. It was a goddamn confusing situation. And shocking.

One night, you’re out to get wild with two sinners and two winners, and when you wake up, you’re seeing those pearly gates. Enough to turn someone’s world upside down. It wasn’t in a bad way obviously, just drained his energy.

He groaned and turned to face the ceiling, placing both his hands on his stomach. He hoped he could drift off to sleep easily, he needed it.

As time passed by, his tiredness was defeated by a stronger feeling. That one feeling he tried to keep buried deep inside all day so it wouldn’t mess his “big achievement”

Loneliness.

He didn’t knew how long he’d been staring at it, but suddenly the plain white upper-wall was hurtful to look at. He teared his gaze biting his lip, subconsciously hugging himself with his wings.

He was happy, right? Of course he was. Why wouldn’t he be? This was his biggest goal for years. -And this was Heaven for fuck’s sake! You could have everything!

Everything…

Well why are you feeling hollow then asshole? Don’t act like you don’t know the real reason.

“Shut the fuck up.” His voice echoed in the suddenly emtpy room. “It’s nothing and you know it. Winners can visit Hell, remember that? Angel and Pentious just came from there. And Sera never had problems with them talking to Lucifer! It’ll be fine! I can see him. It’s no big deal. I just… Have to wait a little. Yeah. Yep. It’s probably because I’m new here.” He sat down in his bed.

But no words were enough to shut that shitty voice off. Seriously, why was he worrying about this that much? It was Lucifer! He’d find a way even if he wasn’t allowed. Which… Was sometimes trouble-bringing but still cute.

Cheap excuses, still lying to yourself, Adam. Why didn’t he told you about this happening then? He would if he knew you two would be able to keep in touch.

He shook his head and went for the light switch. He didn’t want an answer to that. No need.

He wanted to shut his conscious off so bad that he almost missed the small letter on his nightstand. It was red with golden accents, clearly a hellmade one. He took it in his hands and began eyeing it with a small curiosity. Then it hit him.

Hellmade.

He gripped it, almost ripping it off as he desperately wanted to reach the letter inside. Dammit this would be much easier if he still had his claws!

When he finally got rid of that goddamn paper, he quickly began reading. Finally some real explanation.

He smiled briefly when he recognized the handwriting.

To my dear Adam,

As I write this, Angel’s standing at my side. He knows this is a love letter but he’s still sneaking peeks. Honestly, I’m still wondering what Husk sees in him.

That said, he did gave me his word that he’d deliver this letter to you. He says he owes me, for the time I took care of that mothman for him.

You must be really, really confused right now. I’m sorry that I didn’t told you about this happening, I was afraid you’d hate me because I knew it for weeks now. Please forgive me. It was just… Hard to let go of the best thing in my life. But I’m not regretting it.

I can’t write much, heck it would cost me lots of pages if I tried to, but I want you to know I’m so glad you made it, little lamb. I bet you look awesome as an angel.

Love you,

Lucifer.

————

Yeaaaahhhh something from the middle of my recent work. Just gonna drop it here since it’s nowhere near done.

Is this good? I hope so.

[decepti-thots]

That post about aileron reminded me of how I think of nautica trying to erase skids from her memory like she just doesn’t know how to cope with death and loss cause she was removed from the wild ass war! It’s a weird beat in the comic but it speaks loudly to me

Ohhh yeah. These two are definitely a couple different perspectives on a theme, as it were.

While I have critiques of Nautica's arc in execution there (it's… got a LOT of flaws and IMO does not stick the landing at all, to put it pretty mildly; hence why I find exRiD overall better at exploring these ideas), I think it's a real shame that unlike so many other arcs in MTMTE/LL with issues or incomplete resolutions or whatever, there doesn't seem to be a lot of interest in taking the core emotional idea and running with it in fandom spaces? It feels like a really toothy emotional hook to latch onto that a lot could be done with as a part of the canon that is definitely a font of massive missed potential and lingering threads. (God, it really kills me ever since it was first pointed out to me how Nautica and Brainstorm's relationship might change because he's watching her do what Chromedome kept doing.) Nautica gets stuck in a kind of Cheerful Generic Girl Best Friend mode in fandom that skips past uhhh. A lot of her actual canon presence, when you really look at it!

It's especially interesting to think about because as a species their feelings about death are very different, right? Which IDW1 does address, and MTMTE specifically mentions this, with Cyclonus talking about how there's one version of the Guiding Hand myth that states Cybertronians are "immortal" because they killed Mortilus. Like. They don't have a lot of context for death as a regular, natural part of life that everyone comes into contact with in the day to day. Caminus isn't just full of civilians in the way you or I might be a civilian during peacetime; if you're a civilian for these folks, death is an abnormality period, a freak accident or whatever at most. (And even then: you're so hard to kill, it can't be common.) Cybertronians in the war are the weird ones for being used to it as a regular occurrence, and for both Aileron and Nautica it's not just that their friends experience traumatic and violent deaths, but that they die at all. It's got to be existentially destabilising in a way so many of the characters on that ship just can't relate to. (Tailgate likely could, but he's uhhhh, he's got other stuff going on at that point, so we will forgive him being too busy, lmao.)

Hell, I mentioned Brainstorm. He's an MTO. MTOs are the first of the currently living generations of their species to grow up with no memory of a society in which people do not regularly die; even once peacetime sets in, we see that they have reached the point in their species' lifespan where death by old age is becoming increasingly common and thus part of their cultural landscape. Those are a lot of Nautica's friends, who maybe want to help but have no easy way to really understand why she's reacting so strongly, you know?

Ohhh I love Nautica so much. Can you tell. Someone hug that poor woman good lord.

[sharmelasworld]

I Love You, Solo

My eyes jolted open when I felt the bed shift under me. Before I could say anything, a family arm wrapped around my waist.

"I thought you weren't due home until Friday," I said, half asleep. "Yeah, I thought so, too. But we pre-taped Frieday's show, and Hunter let everyone leave early." He replied, hugging my waist a little tighter. "I missed you so much." "I missed you more," I said to him as he placed soft kisses on my bare stomach.

Sefa and I have been together for three years. Most people know him as Solo Sikoa, the new tribal chief of the WWE faction "The Bloodline." Everyone sees him as a WWE superstar, but to me, he will always be Sefa Fatu.

The feeling of his soft lips on my skin made all my sleepiness go away. It started to awaken a desire I didn't know was there.

"I missed you too," Solo said against my soft skin. "Oh really? How much did you miss me?" I asked "Enough for me to do this," Solo replied.

Solo approached my face and pressed his lips against mine, sending a wave of emotions through my body. Solo's hands began to roam around my body, never disconnecting our kiss. Solo broke the kiss long enough to strip himself of his clothes. The sight of his naked body made my heart skip a beat.

"Stand up." He said, reaching for my hand and pulling me from the bed.

I stood before him, and he looked me up and down, licking his lips.

"Damn, you look so sexy…" Solo said.

I began to blush as Solo started to take off my clothes. He dropped each piece of clothing onto the floor of our bedroom. He unhooked my bra, leaving my naked breast exposed to the cold air in the bedroom. My nipples became instantly hard.

"Glad to see me huh?" Solo said with a chuckle.

Solo took one of my erect nipples between his fingers and started rolling it, which caused me to bite down on my bottom lip.

"Baby, I want you so bad right now…" Solo said, his voice filled with lust. "Then take me…" I said, my voice equally lustful.

Solo pushed me onto the bed and spread my legs. He positioned himself between. The sight of Solo between my legs drove me wild. I closed my eyes as I felt his soft lips take hold of my right nipple. He flicked his tongue at my nipple, causing me to let off a soft moan. Solo then moved to my neck, nibbling on it, leaving light red marks. My eyes closed once again, enjoying the touch of his soft lips on my smooth skin. Solo trailed his soft kisses down my stomach until he reached down to my throbbing pussy.

Solo propped himself in between my legs and smiled. He began to rub my fold, causing me to moan.

"Hmmm…I missed this.." I said, enjoying his touch down there. "Baby, stop playing and just fuck me already."

Solo chuckled, "Baby, have some patience."

Solo started to kiss my inner thigh, which caused me to hiss like a cat in heat. Solo looked up at me and smirked. Solo loved to tease me when he knew I wanted him deep inside of me.

"Please…" I begged Solo, just wanting him to take my all.

Solo started to eat my pussy like a homeless man eating his first meal in months. I grabbed his head, steadying his head as he worked his magic on me. Solo sucked my clit, and I felt a familiar feeling developing in the pit of my stomach. Solo felt my body stiffen, so he picked up his speed at eating me out. My breathing picked up at a rapid speed, and I could feel my climax about to hit.

"Baby!! I'm about to come!" I screamed as I gripped the sheets on either side of me. "Let yourself go…" Solo said lustfully. "Fuck!" I screamed as I held on to Solo's head like my life depended on it.

I let go of Solo's head, and he crept up my body and gave me a deep kiss on my lips.

"Lay back…" I told Solo, my voice barely above a whisper.

Solo took my place on the bed. I made eye contact with him before taking his hard penis into my mouth, which caused Solo's eyes to roll back in his head.

About 5 minutes into my blow job, Solo pulled my head off his penis and looked me in the eyes.

"I want to be inside of you now…" Solo said, his eyes filled with passion and lust. "Then take me how you want me," I replied, looking at Solo and licking my lips.

He pushed me back onto the bed and got back in between my legs. He positioned his hard penis against the entrance of my treasure box. When Solo entered me, I let out the loudest moan, and Solo chuckled.

"Damn baby, you feel so big inside me…" I moaned.

Solo leaned down and took my left nipple into his mouth, and my back arched at the feeling of his mouth on my breast and his penis inside of me.

"Faster…" I whispered hoarsely.

Solo heard my wish and moved in and out of me faster. I wrapped his legs around his waist to give him more access to me.

"Baby, turn around…" Solo demanded.

I turned around and got on all fours as Solo entered me from the back. As I felt his skin against my bare ass, my heart began to race.

"Baby, I'm about to come…" I screamed into the pillow. "Let loose…" Solo said as he continued thrusting inside of me.

"I love you, Solo!" I screamed as my second orgasm hit me, and my body tried to collapse under Solo. But he held on to my hip tighter and get thrusting his penis in me as I rode out the aftershock of my climax. As my walls contracted on his dick, I felt Solo digging his fingertips into my hips.

"Damn… Shit," Solo yelled as he trust into me harder, causing his climax, at which point he collapsed to the right side of me, trying to catch his breath.

"Damn, I love you, Solo…" I said, lying on my stomach, trying to catch my breath.

"I love you too…" Solo said as he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. Our heart rates evened out as we fell asleep in each other's arms.

[ryuichirou]

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Some repliessss 🎃

Anonymous asked:

How are you guys feeling about the new twst event, The night before Christmas one, especially your thoughts on the new character!

I’m always excited for the Halloween events, Anon! All of them have been fun so far, and I love events with big groups of characters. Super happy to see Idia participate this year, we miss him a lot… it feels like we haven’t seen him in ages for some reasons. Especially in the same event with Azul and Jade and a lot of other guys!

And the gothic feel of the outfits is great, like super good. I am one of those people who haven’t seen the original movie, but the aesthetics of it are so good and suit the boys very well. Not saying anything about the Jamil card because I’m going to have cardiac arrest if I start thinking about it.

As it always it with us though, it will take some time for us to get to the event and actually watch it – we only watched the last Halloween one this spring. So we probably won’t be able to comment on anything related to the event for quite a while. It’s interesting that this is a “lost in the book” type of event though, but to be honest, I don’t know what to make of it. I hope it’s fun though, it better be.

As for the new character (is it Skully or Skelly?), I talked about him a little bit in this reply, and I don’t have much to add yet. Well, other than now that we see his full design I can tell he is pretty well-balanced. I hope they have a lot of fun with him in live2d sprites.

Anonymous asked:

aw the cuties! kid rook's longer hair makes him look like such a tomboy, do you think he got mistaken for a girl often?

Thank you!! <3

He strikes me as a wild kid that hops around from one tree to another lol So people’s first reaction would probably be “wow, that is one feral boy, who is that, Mowgli?”

But if he sat still for like one moment and people got to see his cute face and the long hair, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone thought he was a tomboyish girl.

Anonymous asked:

Why the younger tweels look kinda...😳👉👈

👀 😌 cute??? Aw, why thank you~

These two have been menaces since day one….

Anonymous asked:

I’m thinking of the eels when they’re younger getting a nanny who’s actually wanted by the cops but no one knows it. After a week with them, she turns herself in.

Oh that poor nanny lol See, they do good things sometimes! Like unknowingly torturing people until they confess their crimes to the police! And honestly, she is lucky, because her fate would’ve been worse if she stayed with these two…

I think Jade and Floyd were the types of kids who considered all the nannies and private teachers to be their toys. Of course, they are here to take care of them or teach them, but in actuality, they are here for them to entertain themselves. Nice enrichment for horrible kids…

Anonymous asked:

The question about me being Gidel and Fellow’s sponsor was in reference to the comic on kofi where the latter was forced to….service some dudes. He looked so traumatized, I want to hug him. Which is why my offer’s on the table! I don’t want anything from either except to scratch their ears. Emotional support scritches. ❤️❤️❤️

Ohh, that one! Got it <3 Yeah, that was a sad one; for some reason I always want to add some angst to their shenanigans… He really is traumatised, especially considering that by that point he almost started to believe that that life was in the past. But unfortunately running away from powerful people who need you to remember your place and their ownership of you is difficult…

Aw, now I made myself sad lol Please scratch their ears a lot!! They need it.

Anonymous asked:

Hi I was the anon who recommended Raul and the Vampire and recently I just found out that it has been serialized!!! So of course I have to share this great news to you heheh

Hiii, Anon!

Yes, we’ve seen it, but haven’t read it yet qwq I’m so happy for the author! Well deserved, I hope they get a lot of new readers and continue developing this story.

Thank you for recommending it once again. Whenever we randomly think about these two it makes us so happy lol

Anonymous asked:

Speaking of Vil, although their lives are somewhat different, this scene and song still remind me of him: https://youtu.be/mI3XowjxP1g?si=vfnFWJf5p2IEZY_W

I see your vision, Anon! Especially in a piano scene changing into a pole scene lol

Fame and one’s relationship with adoring/obsessive/hating/non-caring audience are difficult things to fully process 🤔

[zahri-melitor]

New(ish) Comics:

Batman #151: Zdarsky writes a competent Selina using her car burglar skills in this. Proof positive that Bruce & Selina make a solid investigative team.

There’s also a Tini Howard Harley Quinn backup, sigh.

Gotham City Sirens #1: I was mostly sampling this because I do like Selina and I enjoy Ivy, but a little Harley goes a loooong way.

Hmmm. The plot is a fairly weird and sort of forcing the three together, plus it looks like their main antagonist is going to be Punchline. That's...not exactly convincing me I'm going to enjoy this.

Blue Beetle #11: And that's the wrap for this series, as it's cancelled. I do wish that DC had given Trujillo one more issue to finish on #12, because it was clearly plotted as 2 6-issue arcs. So this issue is your classic "we shoved two issues of plot into one and ALSO threw in some pages of the future story we were drafting for year 2 because we liked it and wanted to show it off". Which means it reads as terribly disjointed: two separate relationships are announced by their participants; every page feels like a separate plot point, which normally would have some context and lead in; and things are hurriedly tied off without explanation. I think it probably would have gone more smoothly to read if Trujillo had left a few more threads hanging (like the Jaime/Ood'Li relationship, the Reyes family visiting, and whatever he was trying for with Traci and Nimue), but I get the desire to shove everything in so you can say you 'yeah I planned that!' and get the credit. I'll miss this. I would have liked to see the kids starting college together.

The Boy Wonder #4: oooh this is the Talia issue. I enjoyed the structure of how this was put together; echoing Talia's childhood against Damian's childhood and setting up the story of cycles of behaviour and the manner in which each of them chose to attempt to reach outside of the League's teachings. And they made different decisions! Talia chose to turn back towards the League, while Damian here is shown reaching out to change - BECAUSE he received that extra support from his brothers, which Talia did not get. It's just crunchy and really interesting framing and talks to a lot of things, because yeah. Talia did end up in a situation where she was pregnant, and her father and her lover were in opposition to each other, and she had to make a call about where she wanted to be, and where she'd raise that child. And she chose to stay with what she knew, rather than reach out and leave and tell Bruce and turn her back on her father. And that's an understandable decision she made, even if was probably the worse decision for all of Talia AND Bruce AND Damian.

Birds of Prey #12: mind empty, DinahBabs hug telling her "I love you. Never do that again!". Okay that aside this is still really good? It's a wild Xanthe appearance! I do agree that Kelly Thompson need to take a breath and slow down on trying to get to play with ALL the toys in terms of characters, but also I fully know if I were given a BOP run I would also have a cast list of at least a dozen characters who I wanted to play with, even if it was unwieldy.

Shazam! #14: Freddy has a lot of emotions and reminds you that he keeps it bottled up a lot of the time unless you're in his head. Also I enjoyed that Campbell has looped around to add Uncle Dudley back into the cast, after setting him up over in Power of Shazam; not only does he bring a lot of energy of his own but I think his thing of being unpowered and still fighting is going to link in well with the fact that Freddy, Eugene, Pedro and Darla are also still unpowered.

Plastic Man No More #1: okay, this is interestingly creepy. I honestly don't hugely care about Eel O'Brien, but it makes his condition fascinatingly horrifying plus leans into the fact that Eel's often used as a joke character. Even while on the League. Even by other characters on the League.

The Warlord #63: this week in Skartaris Travis Morgan and Mikola Rostov are off to see Jennifer to find out if she can cure his lycanthropy. Mikola brings up Mariah, because she was his student and lover, and Travis is like...oh yeah! Still trapped in the past.

At some point you'll get to come back to the story, Mariah. I believe in you. Hopefully you are busy spreading the good news of Communism among all the various gnomes in early Skartaris.

Also they drop in to see Aram's kingdom, where Shakira is spending all her time as a cat, and some fabled people who can talk to animals are visiting. They end up kidnapping Mikola.

[fe-fictions]

I need more of the gaggle Gautiers. Do you happen to have any more reposts for them?

(I only have one more repost for the Gautier fam... their first introduction!!! Please send in more prompts for them if you want to see more, I'd love to keep writing them ;; U ;; )

Sylvain had certainly slowed down a little bit since the end of the war.

This was due to a few different reasons; the first was living in peace time meant there wasn’t as much need for training.

The other was that he married the Archbishop. Naturally, that came with a lot of new responsibilities, and actual romance he’d never been able to experience.

But the third reason was the one taking his focus; a hoard of red-headed, wild children bursting out the front gates of the monastery and charging straight for him.

“PAPA’S BACK!!” Several loud, young voices exclaimed, and he barely had enough time to dismount his horse and crouch down in front of them before he was charged by the swarm. The very cute, very happy, very much so his children, swarm.

“A-all right, all right. I missed you, too.” He laughed, fighting to keep his balance as more of them ran into him. There weren’t really that many; it was only about four of them, but each one was precious and filled with energy, just like he used to be as a child.

The oldest, hardly over the age of seven, was currently wrapping his arms around his father’s neck and squeezing him tightly (if he wasn’t in armor he was sure he’d be fighting to breathe).

The youngest, who was two and a half, was still waddling behind her siblings and trying to keep up so she could hug her Papa, too.

The middle pair, his twins, were currently climbing over his back and onto his shoulders, fighting for his attention. 

It was all he could do to keep from crumbling under their energy.

“We missed you, Papa!!”

“Did you have lots of fun?!”

“Did you bring us anything back?”

“Snacks?”

“Presents?!”

“A horse?!”

“A new necklace for Mama??”

“A quill for Uncle Seteth?!”

“He was really mad when you left, y’know.”

“He doesn’t like it when you chase us down the halls!!”

“He found the bust of Saint Cichol that we broke by accident-”

“W-we didn’t break it!! It was the creepy guys who live under the church!!”

“Yeah!!”

“Papa…” Sylvain was able to hear the soft, shy voice of his littlest one, his precious girl who was barely able to make her way through the crowd of kids and reach her father. Those chubby cheeks were begging to be kissed.

“Okay, everyone, settle down-” Sylvain plucked his son off, kissing his forehead and setting him down. He peeled off the first twin, kissed her cheek, and managed to flip her brother over and kiss his nose. “I missed you all very much. Now go let Mama know that I’ve come home.”

“Yes sir!!” They burst away from him and stumbled back up to the monastery gates, a very unimpressed Seteth already chiding them for running off so recklessly.

In their haste they bumped their little sister, sending her tumbling backwards- but with expert Dad Reflexes, Sylvain caught her, scooping her up and away from the painful ground.

“Easy there, little girl.” He beamed at her, “Did you miss me, too?”

“Yeah.” She huffed, teeny, tiny hands coming around his neck and hugging her as best she could. Oh, he could just melt on the spot.

“I missed you, too, sweetheart. Did you behave for Mama while I was gone?”

“Mm-hmm.” She nodded, spreading her arms wide. “This good.”

“Ohh, wow. That’s very good.” He kissed her nose, earning a shy little giggle. “Almost good enough for, say...a present?”

“Present.” She confirmed, eyes widening. It was his favorite thing about his littlest girl. She had dark blue hair just like you used to, but there was no mistaking her father’s eyes. 

They lit up with joy when he revealed a small package just for her, which jingled happily when she started to tear the paper away.

Sure enough, there was a small stuffed bunny in her hands, that looked up at her with handsome button eyes.

“You like it?” He asked as he bounced her gently, earning a vigorous nod and a happy blush on her rosy cheeks. Absolutely made the week away from his family worth it.

“Thank you, Papa.”

“You’re welcome. Just make sure you keep it a secret for now, okay? The others will get their presents soon, but for now, you’re the only one. It’s between us.” He said with a wink. She snuggled into her new bunny, but nodded all the same.

“Secret.” She whispered. Goddess, he was blessed.

He carried her up to the monastery, letting her hold the horse’s reins and “guide” the beast along with them. It didn’t take long for you to appear, though, coming down the steps of the main building and smiling at the sight of your husband.

“I take it the talks went well?” You said, spotting the toy in your daughter’s hands. He smirked, handing the horse to one of the stable hands and setting his girl down on the ground.

“As always. It’s not hard to get things done when you’re the Archbishop’s closest advisor.”

“I’m sure the ring on your finger had something to do with it, too.” You added, welcoming his arms around your waist with a smile and a kiss. “...Welcome home.”

“Good to be home.” He murmured against you, kissing you once more. “I hope the kids weren’t too rough on you, this time. Seteth looked like he was about to rake them over the coals when they were running back.”

“They were a little more excited than usual, though that might be my fault.” You explained, breaking apart long enough to take his hand in yours, and your daughter’s in the other. “There’s something I told them that...I need to tell you.”

“Oh?”

“Mama secret.” The toddler chimed in, looking at her jingling bunny. “No tell Papa.”

“Mama secret?” He echoed, eyebrows raised. He looked at you for an explanation, but you just shrugged, giving his hand a little squeeze.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” You assured him, “Let’s get you settled into something more comfortable.”

“Please and thank you.” He grinned, “Hey sweetheart, why don’t you go and play with Flayn? I think she’s looking for you.”

“Okay.”

She scampered off as quick as her legs could carry her (not very), both her parents proudly watching her go off on her next adventure, jingling the entire way.

“I don’t think we could ever top that, honestly.”

“Hmm?”

“I love all my children equally, and you know this. But Goddess, we were unbelievably blessed with the cutest human being on the face of the earth. Probably of all time.”

“You’re just saying that because she’s the baby, and she has different hair from your ginger brood.”

“You have to admit it gives her an advantage. She’s going to have all the boys after her.”

“That’s what her brothers and sister are for.”

“The twins are gonna be all over that.” He agreed, escorting you up to the bedroom. “Though I’ve gotta admit, I’m impressed you can still keep secrets from me, even with all my little informants.”

“I know you think you’re the favorite parent, but...there’s a reason we have Mama secrets.” 

“Care to tell me what it is?”

“Not yet. But I will admit, it’s not going to be as easy for a little while.”

“Why’s that?” 

“Well,” You released his hand, undoing the latch and letting yourself into the bedroom. You paused in the doorway, peeking back at him, “There’s going to be another informant that has to keep the secrets, too.”

“Oh, I see.” He nodded, it made sense. Then he gasped.

And choked on air.

And proceeded to tumble into the bedroom behind you. 

“W-wait, another informant-!?”

Your reunion home proceeded to wash away all of Sylvain’s exhaustion with your special little announcement, as if he couldn’t be over the moon enough with the big, beautiful family he already had. 

There was no reason for him to be as fast paced and stressed out as he used to be; he was allowed to slow down.

After all, he easily had the greatest family in the world. And it was about to get a little bit bigger (and a little more ginger).

[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: violent description

✧taglist✧: @heeseung-min @jaeneohee @lovingvoidgoatee @neruishoon (anyone I may have missed)

✧CHAPTER 11✧

7 months into the pregnancy, y/n has been having crazy mood swings, ever since she started struggling with her 7 inch heels, and her clothes stopped fitting her because if how the baby bump has grown a lot, The man had a lot of emotions to deal with. But today was a day for no y/n tears. Her mother was throwing a baby shower.

"Ugh these maternity pants make me look pregnant... I don't wanna look pregnant, I can't believe I'm wearing black pants and your t-shirt at my baby shower" the girl pouted. "Darling you wear my clothes better than I do" Sunghoon said, patting her head "Plus your mom told me your 30 year old cousin is 8 months and 2 weeks pregnant, really far long-" Sunghoon added as y/n grinned "So I won't be the ugliest here?" she said as Sunghoon agreed with her, not wanting her to hurt him.

The girl smiled as she enterred the living room only to see her. Shin Ryujin. "I-I- Wha wha bu- I- ryuryu?" she stuttered as the girl smiled at her "Y/n... long time no see..." she trailed off as Heeseung walked in "Ah I see you met my girlfriend, meet Ryujin... we've been dating for a month now... yes I actually am in love" Hee said as y/n nervously giggled. "Iiii'm going to my room-" she said as she went to her old bedroom which was now empty with a plain bed in the corner.

Ryujin is a girl y/n had made out with during her wild, rebellious teenage stage. They were drunk and did so due to a crazy game of strip or dare. It was either they make out or y/n sit there topless. The girl took a deep breath as she went downstairs with a smile to greet the guests. pink balloons and pretty decorations, with a nice oink and white cake "Ah Y/nie~ I always thought you'd have gotten pregnant when you were 15 but damn you're smarter then I thought gurlie~" her cousin said with a fake smile.

"H-Hiii Mihiiii" y/n said, the woman was glowing, perfect hair, nice makeup, and a pretty dress. "Oh kay babies today you're going to some nice white whine tonight~" Y/n nervously chuckled to her womb as she walked to the kitchen, Sunghoon following behind. "Kay Kitten, maybe inviting our snooty cousin wasn't the best idea" Heeseung sighed "Yeah and the girl I made out with lee heeseung!" y/n added, freaking out.

"Y/n.... I thought you forgot that by now-" Ryujin suddenly said from behind. "Y/n it was a dare, don't worry im not going to hold it against you ok?" the girl reassured, patting y/ns back. "y/n?... " A familliar voice called out from behind "LEE JOOYEON?!!!" The girl yelled. "Yeah I came to pick up some old stuff I left here months ago... you're pregnant?! is it my baby?? no woner you were do moody when we we-" "It's my baby." Sughoon interrupted as the man just stood there stunned before gatherring his old CDs and clothes to leave.

"Oh Oh god y/n you poor thing... I really didn't mean for this to go wrong sweetheart" Her mother said "So how far long are you? 9 months? 10? omg have you been gaining weight? that explains the boy clothes~" her cousin said "Oh my god just shut up already" Heeseung yelled as the woman rolled her eyes leaving the room. "No mom, its ok, y-you did all this for us and the babies, it its honestly so sweet im just glad that you accepted us with open arms" the girl said as she hugged her mom, crying. "Im sorry for being a meanie mommyyyy" she sobbed.

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧