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first christmas | buddy & monkey: double the trouble

summary: the second part of the flash back to buddy & monkey's first christmas.

double the trouble masterlist

Christmas morning had arrived, and the faint golden light filtered through the curtains. You tiptoed down the stairs, the cosy warmth of the house contrasting with the crisp winter chill outside.

As you reached the bottom of the stairs, your eyes widened at the sight before you. Beneath the Christmas tree, a mountain of presents was neatly stacked up, each of them wrapped in colourful paper.

The room seemed to sparkle with magic, it was the kind you had only seen in movies or dreamed about as a child.

"Woah," You whispered, your voice filled with disbelief.

Leah appeared from the kitchen, holding a steaming drink in her hands that definitely wasn't for her considering she despised coffee, "Merry Christmas, my girl." She said warmly, stepping closer to you.

You blinked, still trying to process what you were seeing, "Are... Are all of these for me?" You asked hesitantly, as if afraid the answer might be no.

Leah chuckled and nodded, "For you, and for Buddy," She said, gesturing toward your favourite little buddy, who was babbling happily on the floor, sitting between Jordan's legs, attempting to chew on wrapping paper.

Jordan grinned at you, "Go ahead and open them, little one." She encouraged you.

You were hesitant, glancing at the sheer number of presents under the tree, "But... But I didn't ask for any of this," You said quietly, your fingers brushing against the wrapping paper of one of the small gifts.

"Well that's okay," Leah said, placing the steaming mug on the coffee table before moving to crouch down beside you, "You've been on Santa's nice list, and luckily, he knew exactly what you would like."

You brow furrowed as you tilted your head, "There's so many of them-- Wait, he knew?" Your eyes felt like they bulged out of it's sockets at those words.

"Yeah, he's been watching you all year round to see whether you've been bad or good," Leah stated, her expression turning playful, "Clearly Santa thinks you've been good this year." She added.

You scrunched up your nose, "He still sounds like a creep," You muttered, making Jordan burst into laughter from across the room, "I don't know what to open first." You added, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

"It's okay to take your time with them," Leah reassured you, "How about you over this side first?"

"Okay," You said, picking up a box about twice the size of your hand as you carefully tore into the wrapping paper, revealing a LEGO set. Your eyes lit up in excitement as you held it up, "Whoa, cool! LEGO! Thanks! I wanted this!" You exclaimed, turning to Leah and Jordan with a wide grin.

"There's plenty more to open," Jordan said, nodding toward the pile.

You dove back in, picking up another package, this one wrapped in a different kind of wrapping paper, "Cool! I love it, thank you!" You exclaimed, holding up the hoodie in your hands.

"That one is of my parents," Leah explained, smiling softly.

"Really?" Your eyes widened in shock, "I... I never expected it. Can I open the rest?" You asked eagerly.

"Of course you can," Leah said, ruffling your hair affectionately.

Meanwhile, Buddy had found her own source of entertainment: the discarded wrapping paper. She giggled and crinkled it in her tiny fists, clearly more interested in the noise it made than the actual gifts.

"She's more entertained by that than her presents," Jordan laughed, shaking her head in amusement.

"We could have saved so much money," Leah joked, amused with Buddy's antics, "You're not supposed to eat it, bubba."

But you were too engrossed in your presents to notice, "Woah! No way-- I have wanted one of these for ages! Thank you!" You grinned, holding the box of a fresh Nintendo Switch, one that you'd been looking at for ages.

"Don't thank us, thank Santa Clause," Leah teased.

"No way. That dudes' a creep!" You shot back, making Leah and Jordan both laugh, "Can I set it up, now?"

"You still have other presents to open, but in a bit you can," Leah said, shaking her head fondly.

"Can I take it out with us? Please?" You asked, already planning how you'd show off your new toy.

"That's fine, just be careful, okay?" Leah agreed.

"Deal! Thank you-- Whoa, this is totally awesome. Cool, Mario Kart!" You exclaimed, holding up the game in your hand.

"Open the present on your right, little one," Jordan prompted, clearly knowing what it was.

You tore into it eagerly and gasped, "A steering wheel? Awesome!"

"Apparently this is the one that's top of the range at the moment," Jordan explained with a proud smile, "We asked the man himself, who was certain about it."

"So cool!" You said, your excitement growing with each gift.

By the time you had opened all of your gifts, you were overwhelmed with the stacks of presents that you had from Leah, Jordan and both of their families, "I... I don't even know what to say," You admitted, looking at Leah and Jordan with wide eyes, "Thank... Thank you."

Leah smiled, leaning down to hug you tightly, "You're worth it, my girl."

Jordan joined the hug, Buddy nestled in her arms, "Merry Christmas, little one. Welcome to the family."

"Are we there yet?" You groaned, slumping dramatically in your seat as the car pulled out of the driveway.

Jordan glanced at you through the rearview mirror, one eyebrow arched in bemusement, "We've only just left our house, little one. At least wait until we're on the motorway before you start complaining, eh?"

"But I'm bored, and the car is cramped!" You whined, squirming in the backseat for emphasis, you were sat beside Buddy in her carseat, making the space feel even tighter, "How much longer until we're there?"

"About forty minutes," Leah replied from the passenger seat, scrolling idly through her phone.

"Forty minutes? That's, like, forever!" You protested, dragging out the word with as much melodrama as possible.

"Time will pass before you know it," Leah said, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at your dramatics.

"I don't think it will. I'm so bored," You complained, letting out an exaggerated huff and then leaned forward slightly, "I'm hungry. Can I have some chocolate?"

"No," Leah replied firmly, her tone leaving no room for debate, "You'll spoil your dinner."

"But I'm really hungry," You pressed, sticking out your lower lip in an attempt to look pitiful.

Jordan chuckled in amusement, her eyes focused on the road up ahead, "I'm sure you'll survive until we get there, little one."

"I don't think so," You countered with mock seriousness, "I'll starve before we get to Milton Keynes!"

Leah snorted, shaking her head, "You're being ridiculous. You literally had breakfast this morning. You'll survive."

"I'm not convinced," You grumbled under your breath, slumping further in your seat. Turning your attention to Buddy, you wiggled your fingers toward her sock-clad-feet, earning a squeal of delight from the 8 month old, "What do you think, Buddy? Aren't they being unfair?"

"Oh I'm sure she's definitely going to agree with you," Jordan teased, glancing at you in the rearview mirror, a smirk tugging at her lips.

You continued entertaining Buddy, making silly faces and tickling her feet, "Mummy and Mama are trying to starve me," You declared dramatically, "It's an outrage, right?"

Buddy responded with a happy babble and flailed her little arms, which you immediately interpreted as agreement, "See? Even Buddy agrees with me!" You said triumphantly, "So, can I have chocolate now?"

"My answer is still no, Menace," Leah said without missing a beat, her tone firm but playful.

"Ugh, so not fair," You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest and slouching back into your seat.

You absolutely despised long car rides, and you definitely made sure that both Leah and Jordan were painfully aware of your feelings.

"Are we there yet?" You questioned no less than 10 minutes later.

Leah let out an exaggerated sigh, "Not since the last time you asked, no."

"I'm bored!" You exclaimed dramatically.

"Hi, bored," Jordan quipped without missing a beat.

"Ha ha ha, you're hilarious..." You muttered sarcastically.

"I know," Jordan replied smugly, "I get that a lot."

You scrunched your face up, "Urgh, you're so annoying, and I'm still bored."

"Hi, still bored," Jordan teased, flashing you a cheeky grin in the mirror as she strummed her hands on the car steering wheel to the music that was playing, and ironically enough it was driving home for christmas.

"Babe," Leah chuckled, shaking her head, "Maybe I should've gotten you a Dad Jokes book for Christmas instead."

"No need, love. I'm naturally gifted," Jordan replied with a wink.

"More like you’re naturally annoying," You muttered, earning a laugh from Leah.

"Alright, Monkey," Leah said, turning slightly in her seat to face you, "If you're going to keep whining, how about we play a game to pass the time?"

"A game? Like what?" You asked cautiously.

"How about the quiet game?" Leah suggested, her lips twitching with amusement.

You scoffed, shaking your head in protest, "That's lame! Can't we play something better instead?"

"Like what?" Jordan questioned.

"Um... I don't know, like 'I spy'!" You declared, your eyes lighting up.

"Alright," Leah said with a sigh, "You start then."

You grinned mischievously, "I spy with my little eye... something red!"

"The air freshener?" Jordan guessed.

"Nope!" You exclaimed.

"The presents in the gift bag," Leah tried her luck.

"Wrong again!" You smirked in amusement.

Jordan arched her eyebrow, "Buddy's coat?" She asked.

"Nope, not even close," You said smugly.

"Something red? There's not much else in here," Leah mused.

"Give up?" You asked, bouncing slightly in your seat with excitement.

"I do," Jordan admitted, using her free hand to scratch the back of her neck.

"Not yet," Leah said, narrowing her eyes as she scanned the road, "Is it that road sign we just passed?"

"Nope! You know, you're both terrible at this!" You teased, leaning back with a triumphant grin.

"Alright, what is it?" Leah finally asked.

You grinned mischievously, glancing between the two of them, "It's Leah's face when she's mad!" You exclaimed, dissolving into giggles.

Jordan burst into laughter, clapping her hands on the steering wheel while Leah groaned, shaking her head, though a small smile tugged at her lips despite her mock glare.

"You are such a little Menace sometimes, you know that?" Leah said, her tone affectionate even as she rolled her eyes.

“We’re here! Finally!” You exclaimed, eager to escape the confines of the car.

“Finally! I don’t think I could handle anymore of your complaining,” Jordan quipped, turning off the ignition.

“Cheer up, grumpy. It’s Christmas!” Leah chuckled, undoing her seatbelt with practiced ease.

“Yeah, Jord, cheer up. It’s Christmas!” You echoed Leah’s words, grinning mischievously.

“Ha ha, very funny. I’ll give you ‘cheer up’” Jordan retorted with mock indignation as she climbed out of the car, “Looks like your mum’s already waiting at the door. How about you get Buddy out, and Monkey and I will grab the presents?”

“Sure,” Leah replied easily, moving to unbuckle Buddy.

You, however, scrunched up your nose, “Do I have to?” You groaned.

“Come on, there’s not a lot,” Jordan nudged you lightly with her elbow as she walked around to the boot, “I promise I won’t make you carry the heavy ones.”

“Fine,” You muttered, taking the smaller gift bag Jordan handed you.

“Merry Christmas!” Amanda’s cheerful voice greeted from where she stood on the doorstep, waiting to welcome you all inside.

“Hi, Mum!” Leah waved as she lifted Buddy out of her car seat, expertly balancing her on hip while shutting the door, “Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas!” Jordan shouted back in response.

“Oh, there’s Nana’s little princess!” Amanda cooed, her attention immediately on Buddy, “Merry Christmas, sweet girl.”

Leah faintly smiled, “She’s been a bit fussy this morning, and she hasn’t napped at all.”

“Oh, is that so?” Amanda frowned, her arms outstretched, “Are we being fussy for your Mummies, hm?” She scooped Buddy into her embrace, cradling with her with practiced ease.

“Just a little bit,” Jordan chuckled, catching up to her with the presents in hand.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” Amanda greeted you, readjusting Buddy her arms so she could envelope you in a warm hug.

You smiled slightly in response, “Hi. Merry Christmas.” You greeted, though, you were still feeling a bit reserved and shy despite the festivities.

“Are they here yet? Are they here yet?” A voice boomed from inside the house as Jacob bolted down the stairs. His excitement was palpable as he skidded to a stop, “You’re here!” He exclaimed.

“Hi, J. Merry Christmas!” Leah greeted her younger brother, but his attention was entirely on you.

“Monkey!” Jacob yelled.

“Jacob!” You parroted with equal enthusiasm, your shyness now completely revoked.

Leah gave her brother an exaggerated look of mock hurt, “Wow. Just forget I exist, huh?”

“Best friend already,” Jordan chimed in, amusedly.

“Come check out the new Xbox game I got for Christmas! You have to see it” Jacob tugged at your arm, his excitement infectious.

You hesitated, the sudden attention making you flinch slightly, “Uh… Can I?” You turned to ask Leah and Jordan.

Leah nodded warmly, “Go ahead, Jacob seems itching to show you it.”

“Dinner’s not for a while yet,” Amanda piped in.

“Come on!” Jacob insisted as he practically dragged you toward the stairs, “Wait until you see it!” He called over his shoulder, practically vibrating with excitement..

Amanda chuckled as she watched you disappear upstairs, “They seem to be getting along already.”

“Like two peas in a pod,” Jordan agreed, settling down the presents in the hallway.

David appeared in a festive jumper, his face lighting up when he saw Leah, Jordan and Buddy, “I thought I heard familiar voices,” He teased, pulling Leah into a hug first, “Merry Christmas, sweetheart.”

“Merry Christmas, Dad,” Leah smiled, returning the hug with the older man, “I love your jumper. Is that a Christmas gift from Mum?” She teased.

“Oh yes, your Mum brought it for me,” David chuckled, moving to exchange a hug with Jordan, “Hi, Jord. Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas, David,” Jordan replied, grinning.

David’s attention shifted to Buddy, “And here’s our little angel!” He cooed, tickling her sock-clad feet, “What’s with that frown?” He wondered, noticing the grumpy expression the 8 month old currently had on her face.

“She’s grumpy, I think she’s had too much excitement already,” Leah explained, amusedly.

“Oh I see,” David chuckled, reaching out to take Buddy from Amanda, “You want to come to Grandad for a cuddle? Oh, come here– Are you having a good Christmas?” He cooed to the little girl in his arms.

“Yeah, we’ve tried to eat all of the wrapping paper of the presents this morning, haven’t we?” Leah cooed, gently stroking Buddy’s cheek, “I honestly think we’d have saved money just by giving her that.” She joked.

Amanda chuckled, shaking her head as they all headed further inside the house, “So, how’s it been so far?”

“Yeah, it’s been okay. We opened presents this morning, I think Monkey was a bit overwhelmed with the amount there was,” Leah began to explain in a gentle tone of voice, “But I think she’s liking it so far.”

“That’s good then,” Amanda smiled brightly, “Did she like the hoodie that we brought her, and everything else?” She asked.

“Oh, yeah. She loved it!”Leah replied, nodding in agreement, “She’s obsessed with Shrek so it was perfect!” She added.

Jordan chuckled, “You should have seen her face, it was a picture.”

“And how’s little miss been?” Amanda wondered, gesturing to Buddy, who was wriggling in David’s arms and eager to be close to the tree, “Did she enjoy opening her presents?”

“Oh, I think she was more interested in the wrapping paper than her actual presents,” Leah joked.

David laughed in amusement, “Well that’s to be expected of course at her age.”

"Yeah, she's obsessed with anything that she can grab and put in her mouth at this point,” Jordan retorted as she began to take her coat off, “The baubles and the lights on the tree haven't stood a chance.”

"Still trying to eat everything, huh? She's just like Leah when she was that age. Couldn't leave anything alone," David quipped, shooting a playful grin at Leah.

Jordan smirked, "That explains a lot."

Leah shot Jordan a look of outrage as she took her coat off and hung it up on the coat rack just as Amanda chimed in, "Your Grandma will be arriving shortly. I think she's looking forward to seeing both of the girls again."

Just then, Jacob's voice echoed from up the stairs, "Monkey has just beaten my high score!"

You couldn’t resist a cheeky reply, “Can’t help it if you’re a sore loser!” Your playful tone earned a round of laughter from the adults in the room.

“Well it sounds like those two are having fun at least,” Amanda remarked with a smile.

Leah turned her attention to Buddy, who was starting to squirm and whine in David’s arms, “Oh what’s the matter, bubba?” She cooed, gently taking the 8 month old back from the man.

“I think somebody’s a bit fussy and wants their mummy,” David cooed.

Leah kissed the top of Buddy’s head, bouncing her lightly, “Come here, bubba. You’re tired, aren’t you? There’s just so much excitement going on today, isn’t there? Everyone’s coming round to see you!”

Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Oh, that’ll be your Grandma arriving I think– Or maybe someone else,” Amanda said, heading toward the hall.

“I’ll go and answer it,” Leah shifted Buddy slightly in her arms, “Shall we go see who’s at the door, bubba? I wonder who it could be,” She murmured softly as she approached the door.

Opening it, Leah smiled warmly, “Oh look, it’s Grandma Berny!” She exclaimed, her voice tinged with excitement. Adjusting Buddy to free one arm, she leaned in to hug Berny, “Hi Grandma, Merry Christmas!”

“Hello, love,” Berny greeted, wrapping Leah in a warm hug before turning her attention to Buddy, “And if it isn’t Grandma’s little Christmas pudding! Oh, don’t you look absolutely adorable?” She cooed, gesturing to the outfit Buddy currently had on.

Leah smiled and offered Buddy to Berny, “You want to go to Grandma for a cuddle?”

“Oh, come here, darling,” Berny cooed, taking Buddy into her arms.

Leah glanced at the bags Berny carried, “Do you want me to take anything for you?” She wondered.

“Oh, if you could, thanks love,” Berny replied warmly, shifting Buddy slightly to give her a better grip. She turned her attention to the baby in her arms and smiled, “Are you having a good Christmas, darling? I bet your Mummies have spoiled you absolutely rotten, haven’t they?”

Leah chucked, her eyes full of affection as she watched the two, “She has been spoiled. They both have,” She admitted with a proud smile.

“I don’t doubt that for a second. Where is Monkey?” Berny asked curiously.

“She’s upstairs with Jacob playing on the Xbox,” Leah replied with a small smile.

“Oh I see,” Berny chuckled, knowingly, “Did she like her presents I bought her? Your mum mentioned you’d be opening them at home before you came over.”

"Yeah we figured it would be easier to do it all in one place to save Monkey feeling too overwhelmed, because this is all just so new to her. But she really did love all of her presents," Leah said warmly.

"I'm sure she did,” Berny said reassuringly, “She'll get used to it in no time, love. It'll just take a bit of time, won't it?"

Leah’s smile faltered, “Yeah, I hope so. It just makes me so sad that she's never gotten to experience this all before, you know?"

Berny nodded, her expression softening, “I know, love. But there are still so many years to make up for it.”

"Few years to make up for what?" Jordan’s voice chimed in as she entered the room/

"Hiya, Jord. Merry Christmas!" Berny greeted her warmly.

"Merry Christmas, Berny!" Jordan replied with a smile.

"I was just filling Grandma in on how this morning went with the girls opening their presents," Leah explained.

Jordan sighed lightly, “Oh yeah, I think it was a bit much for her.”

Leah’s jaw tightened, her frustration bubbling to the surface, “It just makes me sad that Monkey never properly experienced this all before, all because of that waste of space.” She said bitterly.

Jordan placed a gentle hand on Leah’s arm, “Careful, Le, she might hear you.”

“I just don’t get it,” Leah continued, her voice low but firm, “That man, honestly! He’s… He’s treated her horribly in the past. You can tell by the way she reacts sometimes.”

“I know, love,” Berny interjected softly, “But she’s a part of this family now, and we’re going to make it the best for her. I know you’re angry, but holding onto that won’t help anything now, will it?”

Leah exhaled deeply, nodding, “Yeah, I suppose you’re right there,”

“Exactly,” Berny said firmly, “Now, I need to go and say hello to your mum and dad. Has anyone else arrived yet?”

“No, you’re the first. But I don’t think they’ll be long,” Leah replied.

From upstairs, you couldn’t help but call out, “Jacob’s crying because he’s a sore loser!”

“I am not!” Jacob’s voice protested indignantly and loud enough to carry through the house.

“Oh, that sounds like trouble,” Leah muttered, wincing at the sheer volume of your teasing, “That’s my cue to go sort it out.”

“I think I’ll join you in the living room,” Jordan chuckled as she followed Berny back into the other room, “Good luck with that one, Le.”

You smirked as Leah’s footsteps approached, “What’s going on up here then?” She asked, stepping into the room.

“Jacob’s crying about the fact he’s losing his game,” You replied with a mischievous snicker, thoroughly amused by his sulking.

“I am not!” Jacob fired back, his cheeks flushing, “All I’m saying is–”

“All he’s saying is that he’s a complete sore loser who can’t handle it,” You interrupted with a cheeky grin.

“No, I’m not!” Jacob protested.

“Yeah, right,” You quipped, smirking at the lad.

Leah rolled her eyes playfully, “Alright, alright. It sounds like this arguing isn’t getting either of you anywhere. Grandma’s arrived if you want to come and say hello.”

You shrugged nonchalantly, glancing at Jacob with a smirk, “To be continued…”

“To be continued,” Jacob grumbled in response, clearly not over the teasing.

As you followed Leah out of the room, she glanced over her shoulder, her gaze softening, “What’s he like, eh? Honestly, such a big kid sometimes. You wouldn’t believe he’s 19,” She joked, noting your distant change of behaviour, “Hey, you alright? You’re very quiet all of the sudden.”

“I’m okay,” You murmured, keeping your voice steady.

“Are you sure?” Leah pressed gently, stopping to look at you properly, “Listen, I know today might feel like a lot for you, and it’s okay if it is.”

“I’m alright, I promise,” You assured her, even though your chest felt a little tight.

Leah nodded, but didn’t move just yet, “Alright, well, if it gets too much then you’ll let either me and Jord know, yeah?”

“I will,” You said, your voice soft.

“Good,” Leah said, a small smile tugging at her lips, “Okay good. We just want you to have the best Christmas this year, Monkey.”

“I’m okay,” You hesitated for a moment before speaking, “I’m enjoying the day… It’s just… Well, it’s a lot. I’ve never gotten anything like this before, and now with all of your family… I’ve just never gotten to experience anything like it.”

Leah crouched slightly to meet your gaze, “I can understand it’s a bit overwhelming for you, my girl.” She said softly.

“A little,” You admitted, feeling your cheeks heat up, “But I’m grateful! It’s just… I didn’t expect to get so many presents. I’m just still trying to wrap my head around it.”

Leah’s expression softened even more as she gave your shoulders a reassuring squeeze, “You’re a part of this family now, Monkey, and you are so loved, my girl,” Her voice remained soft but steady, “You don’t have to try and wrap your head around it all at once. This is new, I know, but you deserve all of it, okay? Every single present, every cuddle and every once of love.”

You blinked, your throat tightening as her words sank in, “Thanks Le.” You managed to give her a small smile.

“That’s my girl,” Leah said, grinning as she pulled you into a warm hug, “Now, come on, let’s head down and see Grandma before she starts wondering where we’ve disappeared to.”

You followed Leah down the stairs, her hand still lightly on your back, grounding you. The warmth of the living room enveloped you as you entered, the hum of chatter, laughter, and the gentle crack of the fireplace filling the space.

“There she is,” Berny exclaimed, spotting you standing beside Leah, “Hello dear! Merry Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas, Berny,” You murmured shyly, feeling a slight blush creep onto your cheeks.

Amanda approached with a cup of tea for Berny, grinning as she glanced at you, “See, Mum? She’s fitting right in, isn’t she?”

“Of course she is!” Berny declared, beaming at you, “This family wouldn’t be the same without her now, would it?”

Leah flopped onto the sofa beside Jordan, while Buddy was nestled against her chest peacefully asleep, “I told you, Monkey. You’re stuck with us forever.”

“Forever,” Jordan echoed with a wink.

“I’m glad to be here,” You couldn’t help but smile a little wider, the overwhelming sensation from earlier ebbing away as you settled amongst the warmth of Leah’s family.

"Oh, I'm so full from Turkey. I don't think I could eat anymore," Jacob complained, slumping down in his seat.

"I'll second you on that one," Ben replied in agreement.

"Oh right, well in that case then, I guess it's more pudding for the rest of us!" Amanda joked, knowing it would spark a reaction.

"Pudding? I always have room for that!" Jacob exclaimed, sitting upright in his chair again.

The conversation continued as you glanced around the room. Here you were, sitting at the large table with Leah's family -- her mum's side at least. You donned an emerald paper hat on the top of your head, the result of winning a Christmas cracker earlier. The joke you pulled out with it had been painfully cringeworthy, yet it still made you giggle. In your hands was a small whistle you'd been blowing occasionally, much to Leah's annoyance. She had already shot you several pointed looks, though the little smirk on her lips betrayed her amusement.

"What's so special about this pudding anyway?" You asked, leaning closer to Jacob and Ben.

"It's not about the pudding, Monks'," Jacob replied, declaring his own nickname he’d given you for himself, "It's about the tradition. And the custard. Lot's of custard."

"Don't forget the brandy sauce," Ben added with a grin.

"You lot had better save some for the rest of us!" Holly called from the other end of the table.

"What time is the Queen's speech on? We can't miss that!" One of Leah's Aunts questioned, you were a bit unclear on their name though since there was so many of them.

"Oh, it's about to start-- quick, somebody find the remote!" Amanda exclaimed, her sudden urgency making you jump slightly.

"Has anyone seen it?" Leah asked, standing up to help look.

"Found it!" David called, holding the remote up triumphantly.

If there's one thing you had learnt about today, it was that Leah's family was very patriotich when it came to anything to do with the royal family, as they all clustered around the TV.

Buddy, who had just woken up from her nap, was wide awake and wiggling around on her playmat that had been set down on the floor.

At least yourself, Jacob and Ben didn't seem too bothered about the speech though.

"What was so special about a speech from the Queen?" You whispered to Jacob, curious to know what had everyone so hooked.

"It's another tradition," Jacob replied, "Though it's a bit boring, really, if you ask me."

"It definitely is," Ben agreed, clearly unimpressed.

"Shush! It's starting!" Holly hissed, glaring at the three of you.

"Geesh, so serious," Jacob joked, winding his cousin up.

Ben snorted, leaning over to you, "She's always like this when the Queen's speech comes on. One year, she even shushed the dog."

"I heard that!" Holly said sharply, throwing a napkin in Ben's direction.

"Shush, you three," Leah chimed in, sending you a pointed look, but you couldn't help but giggle even more.

The speech began, and the room fell into a respectful silence-- well mostly. Buddy didn't want to be quiet, with her tiny fits and infectious giggles, and seemed completely uninterested in the royal tradition. She was quite happy to babble, grabbing her toys that you and Jacob waved in front of her.

"She's got the right idea," Ben joked, laughing softly as Buddy squealed in delight, "It's boring ain't it, little miss?"

Amanda shushed everyone, but you couldn't help but smile as Buddy wiggled happily, oblivious to the importance of the moment.

"Is it over yet?" You whispered to Jordan, who chuckled in amusement and wrapped her free arm around your shoulder, "How long does this thing go on for?"

"It's almost over, little one," Jordan replied in a hushed tone of voice.

You were most relieved when the speech ended, as Berny turned to the group and sighed contently, "That was lovely, as always. A nice way to reflect on the year."

"Reflect on how I've still never made it through the whole thing awake," Jacob muttered in response.

"Alright, who's ready for dessert, then?" Amanda asked, standing up, "We've got Christmas pudding, mince pies, yule log, and Ben's favourite-- trifle."

"Trifle? I've got room for trifle!" Jacob declared, already heading toward the kitchen.

"Of course, you do," Leah muttered, rolling her eyes.

Amanda caught your eye and smiled warmly, "Do you want to help me serve, sweetheart?"

"Uhm, sure," You replied with a slight bit of hesitance, standing to follow her.

As you helped bring out the desserts, Amanda leaned in closer, "How are you enjoying the day? It's so lovely to have you here with us, you know."

"Thank you," You said, a bit shyly, "It's been nice. It's different from what I'm used to, but still good."

"I'm glad," Amanda said gently, "I know change can be difficult sometimes, but Leah and Jordan, I know they think the world of you. They're so proud of how far you've come."

You felt a lump in your throat at her kind words, "I'm really grateful for them, and for being here with you all, too... And, thank you for my presents. I didn't expect anything, I love my Shrek hoodie."

"You're welcome, sweetheart. We're the lucky ones to have you as part of this family now," Amanda moved her free arm around to give you a side hug, "Now, let's get this dessert out before Jacob starts to raid the fridge now, eh?"

The evening continued with more laughter and chatter as the pudding was served. Buddy sat in her high chair, clapping her hands excitedly as Leah fed her small spoonfuls of custard.

"You're going to spoil her," Jordan teased, watching Leah's doting behaviour.

"She's just enjoying Christmas, aren't you, bubba?" Leah cooed, pressing a kiss to Buddy's cheek.

As the evening began to wound down, you found yourself nestled on the sofa in between Leah and Jordan as the family gathered for a raucous game of charades.

"No, that's cheating-- You can't do that!" Leah shot out in protest.

Ben chuckled, "Why not? It's not in the rules!"

"Yes it is," Leah fired back, her competitive streak showing.

"No it's not," Ben scoffed, "Someone? Help us out here..." He looked to the rest of the family for their help.

Holly glanced over the rules briefly on her phone after a quick Google search, "He's right, Le. It's not in the rules that he can't." She added, sticking up for her younger brother.

"Since when?" Leah muttered in disbelief, arching an eyebrow.

"Since always if you read the rules," Ben quipped, smirking.

"Outrageous that is!" Leah scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest, before it was time to take her turn.

"You call that a gorilla? It looks more like a constipated penguin," Jacob teased as Leah flailed her arms around.

Leah took the chance to throw a cushion at him, "You couldn't even guess 'Kangaroo' so you can't talk!"

You were starting to feel yourself growing tired, opting to rest your head on Jordan's shoulder, "You doing alright, little one? I know it's been a big day."

"M' okay," You replied quietly in agreement, not wanting to stir too much attention to yourself, "It's been the best Christmas I've ever had." You added, wrapping your free arm around her.

Jordan smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, "Good, you deserve it, Monkey."

You couldn't help but faintly smile, watching in amusement at the bickering between Leah and Jacob still about the game as your eyelids started to become heavier.

"I think it's time to call it a night," David retorted, motioning to the way you were practically almost falling asleep, "Monkey's falling asleep."

"M' not tired," You protested against the idea, but the way you couldn't keep your eyes open spoke for a lot of things.

Leah turned her attention away from the competitive game, her lips quirking into a knowing smile, "I think you might be right there, Dad," She agreed, taking a glance at the clock, "Alright, time for bed."

You would be spending the night in Leah's childhood home, so at least you didn't have to travel back to London tonight, considering Leah and Jordan had both had a bit to drink and neither of them could drive under the circumstances.

You groaned softly at the suggestion, not thrilled with the idea of leaving the comforting warmth of Jordan's shoulder, "M' not tired." You mumbled again, though the sleepy slur in your voice gave you away completely.

Jordan chuckled, gently nudging you upright, "You can keep saying that, but your heavy eyes are telling us a different story, little one."

Buddy, meanwhile, was still awake, babbling happily on Amanda's lap, her tiny hands reaching for Amanda's face as she giggled, "I think this one's trying to pull an all-nighter," She joked, bouncing Buddy lightly.

Leah smiled as she approached, effortlessly scooping Buddy into her arms, "Oh, no, missy," She cooed, "It's bedtime, isn't it, bubba?" However, Buddy responded with delighted squeals, clearly not in agreement.

"Come on, little one," Jordan said, standing up from the sofa as she reached out to help you up, her strong arms steadying you as you wobbled slightly.

You sighed, reluctantly letting her guide you towards the stairs, "But it's still Christmas," You murmured, glancing back at the warm inviting living room and the game still going on.

"And Christmas will still be here tomorrow morning," Leah reminded you with a gentle smile as she followed, Buddy snuggled in her arms, "You're exhausted, you need to sleep, my girl, so you can wake up tomorrow and enjoy Boxing Day fun."

Jordan led you up the stairs, her hand warm and reassuring on your back, "Besides," She said with a smile, "We can't have our Monkey turning into a zombie tomorrow, now, can we?"

You mumbled a small protest, but it was half-hearted at best. The truth was, you were far too tired to argue properly. Each step you took up the stairs felt heavier, and the idea of the comfy bed was becoming more and more appealing.

Leah trailed behind with Buddy, who was still wide-eyed and squirming with excitement, "This one's determined to stay awake," She said with a small laugh, pressing a kiss to Buddy's cheek, "It's time to sleep now, bubba. Something tells me we're in for a bit of a challenge with the baby."

Once upstairs, you managed to change into your pyjamas with some help from Jordan, the soft fabric instantly adding to your comfort. You climbed under the warm duvet, letting out a small sigh as you nestled into the cozy bed.

"Are you comfy?" Jordan asked, leaning down to flick on the bedside lamp.

"Mhm," You murmured sleepily, clutching your stuffed animal close.

"Good," Jordan replied, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, "Good, I'm glad. Get some rest, little one."

Leah peeked into the room a moment later, Buddy now resting her hand on Leah's shoulder in a cozy onesie, her eyes beginning to flutter closed, "All sorted in here?" She asked softly, her gaze warm as she took in the sight of you snuggled up.

"Le... Are all these football shirts yours?" You asked, your curiosity slipping through your sleepiness as your gaze wandered around Leah's childhood bedroom. The walls were adorned with Arsenal and England shirts, each marking a moment in her career.

Leah chuckled, stepping further into her old bedroom, "They are," She said proudly, "Hopefully more to come." She passed Buddy to Jordan for a moment, leaning down to tuck you in properly under the duvet, "Sweet dreams, my girl. We'll see you in the morning."

"Night, Le. Night, Jord," You mumbled, a soft yawn escaping your lips.

"Goodnight, Monkey," Jordan whispered as she turned off the bedside lamp, her voice soothing in the quiet.

Leah lingered for a moment longer, gently adjusting the covers before adding, "We love you."

Just as they turned to leave, you spoke up, your voice small and soft, "Le? Jord?"

They both paused in the doorway, "Yeah?"

"Thank you... For the best Christmas," Your mumbled, half asleep as you could barely keep your eyes open any longer.

Leah's smile widened, her heart swelling at your words, "You're welcome, my girl." She said warmly.

With Buddy now dozing in her arms, Leah glanced at Jordan as they left her childhood bedroom, "Boxing Day's going to be chaos, isn't it?"

Jordan chuckled quietly, nodding, "Absolute chaos, but that's what will make it fun."

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jordannobbs nothing better than the magic of christmas time and spending it with the ones' closest to you🎅🏼🎄✨

a day full of excitement for both the girls who have been absolutely spoilt rotten. now all tucked up in bed and ready to do it all again tomorrow! 🤭

merry christmas to you all, from the williamson-nobbs family x

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leahwilliamsonn our two girls 🥹 they really have had the best first christmas 💗

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katie_mccabe11 merry christmas!! hope the girls have a had a great day x

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bethmead_ oh buddy's little face with her santa hat on! 🎅🏼❤️

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jenbeattie merry christmas girls! is monkey still terrified of the man in red and white? 🤣

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stephcatley spoilt girlies. we love you so much 🥹💗

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#monkey #double the trouble fic #leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #woso one shot #scribblesofagoonerr #buddy #chaos fc reader #separate reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso community

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dream-dove · 8 months ago

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Leah's eyes widened in mock horror as she processed Aemond's confession. "You do not like chocolate?" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with dramatic flair. Clutching her chest as if wounded, she leaned playfully against Aemond, her expression one of exaggerated dismay. "Aemond Targaryen, you have struck me to my very core! How shall I ever recover from such a revelation?"

She paused, a playful twinkle in her eye as she continued, "To think, all this time, I harbored a love for a man with such a grievous flaw. The gods must be testing my resolve!" Her laughter rang out, a light-hearted melody that infused the moment with joy and camaraderie.

❝ This wounds me deeply, I will have you know. ❞

@dream-dove

Aemond would have been apologetic if he hadn't caught the expression on her face that indicated otherwise. He shook his head, smiling at her and resisting the urge to laugh. She had correctly detected that he needed this sort of moment of lightness in the midst of all the pain and anger and resentment that was his life and had been for some time. It was easy when he was in Leah's company to forget who he was to the Realm and recall who he was as a person, an individual with his own thoughts and feelings, even if they were so often ignored or pushed to the side.

"If you are so deeply wounded by my disdain for marzipan, do remind me not to tell you how I feel about chocolate." He remarked dryly.

#dream dove (leah)#//I don't mind this at all! It was fun writing Leah being silly and trying to cheer Aemond up

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abisbookcase · 10 months ago

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100+ songs that remind me of kiribaku/bakushima: the ship between eijiro kirishima + katsuki bakugo from my hero academia (anime)

best friend - rex orange county

sunflower - rex orange county

just a friend - jordi

pluto projector - rex orange county

i love you so - the walters

falling for ya - from the "teen beach movie" - grace phipps

line without a hook - ricky montgomery

mr. loverman - ricky montgomery

the only exception - paramore

devil town - cavetown

falling for u - peachy! & mxmtoon

best friend - laufey

let me down slowly - alec benjamin

anxiety - blackbear & FRND

training wheels - melanie martinez

like or like like - miniature tigers

would you be so kind - dodie

i like me better - lauv

nothing - bruno major

paper rings - taylor swift

puppy princess - hot freaks

i wanna be your boyfriend - hot freaks

let's fall in love for the night - FINNEAS

every summertime - NIKI

cloud 9 - beach bunny

wish you were gay - billie eilish

wish you were sober - conan gray

the king - conan gray

sports - beach bunny

say you won't let go - james arthur

fight or flight - conan gray

are you bored yet? - wallows & clairo

heather - conan gray

cruel summer - taylor swift

comfort crowd - conan gray

lemon boy - cavetown

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

can i call you tonight? - dayglow

this is home - cavetown

everybody talks - neon trees

someone to you - BANNERS

i love you - billie eilish

this side of paradise - coyote theory

mystery of love - sufjan stevens

always forever - cults

silence - marshmello & khalid

safe & sound (taylor's version) - taylor swift, joy williams & john paul white

safe and sound - capital cities

sweet tooth - cavetown

astronomy - conan gray

me and my husband - mitski

my love mine all mine - mitski

as the world caves in - sarah cothran

strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan

pierre - ryn weaver

eyes closed - ed sheeran

perfect - ed sheeran

photograph - ed sheeran

can't help falling in love - elvis presley

talk to me - cavetown

we fell in love in october - girl in red

hey there delilah - plain white t's

crush culture - conan gray

for him. - troye sivan & allday

make you mine - PUBLIC

loving is easy - rex orange county & benny sings

i hear a symphony - cody fry

daylight - taylor swift

wildest dreams (taylor's version) - taylor swift

juliet - cavetown

this is what falling in love feels like - JVKE

this is what heartbreak feels like - JVKE

what was i made for? - from "barbie" - billie eilish

reflections - the neighbourhood

oh no! - MARINA

cabo - ricky montgomery

partners in crime - set it off & ash costello

it took me by surprise - maria mena

seventeen - MARINA

this december - ricky montgomery

never ever getting rid of me - waitress original broadway cast

guys dont like me - it boys!

deja vu - olivia rodrigo

drivers license - olivia rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - olivia rodrigo

bad idea right? - olivia rodrigo

teenage dream - olivia rodrigo

meant to be yours - ryan mccartan, barrett wilbert weed & michelle duffy

verbatim - mother mother

lovers rock - TV girl

lover - taylor swift

freaks - surf curse

electric love - BØRNS

sure thing - miguel

ribs - lorde

sofia - clairo

boys will be bugs - cavetown

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

people watching - conan gray

as the world caves in - matt maltese

two birds - regina spektor

i can't handle change - roar

cardigan - taylor swift

pretty boy - the neighbourhood

cigarette daydreams - cage the elephant

history hates lovers - oublaire

numb little bug - em beihold

where's my love - SYML

dark red - steve lacy

heart to heart - mac demarco

chamber of reflection - mac demarco

for the first time - mac demarco

my kind of woman - mac demarco

kids - current joys

christmas kids - roar

10 things i hate about you - leah kate

boyfriend - dove cameron

my blood - twenty one pilots

my blood - ellie goulding

drumming song - florence + the machine

you belong with me (taylor's version) - taylor swift

sparks fly (taylor's version) - taylor swift

enchanted (taylor's version) - taylor swift

i knew you were trouble (taylor's version) - taylor swift

all too well (10 minute version - taylor's version) - taylor swift

don't blame me - taylor swift

gorgeous - taylor swift

bags - clairo

open arms - SZA & travis scott

all i wanted - paramore

the great war - taylor swift

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

afterglow - taylor swift

you get me so high - the neighbourhood

runaway runaway - lullaby layla & keevin

the night we met - lord huron

watercolor eyes - from "euphoria" - lana del rey

late night talking - harry styles

shameless - camila cabello

those eyes - new west

here with me - d4vd

golden hour - JVKE

what a time - julia michaels & niall horan

we belong together - ritchie valens

can't take my eyes off you - frankie valli

i like you (a happier song) - post malone & doja cat

sweater weather - the neighbourhood

K. - cigarettes after sex

out of my league - fitz and the tantrums

until i found you - stephen sanchez & em beihold

loverboy - a-wall

set fire to the rain - adele

mrs magic - strawberry guy

je te laisserai des mots - patrick watson

rises the moon - liana flores

last dance - scratch massive & maud geffray

crush - cigarettes after sex

trust fund baby - why don't we

hooked - why don't we

jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship) - studio killers

not another song about love - hollywood ending

the red means i love you - madds buckley

i won't say (i'm in love) - disney cast from "hercules"

first love/late spring - mitski

love grows (where my rosemary goes) - edison lighthouse

stereo hearts - gym class heroes & adam levine

did i mention - cast from "descendants"

bad romance - lady gaga

sunsetz - cigarettes after sex

still into you - paramore

i kissed a boy - jupither

bang bang (new version) - K'NAAN & adam levine

dress - taylor swift

midnight rain - taylor swift

baby i'm yours - arctic monkeys

falling - chase atlantic

say yes to heaven - lana del rey

cry - cigarettes after sex

sweet - cigarettes after sex

my type - saint motel

they don't know about us - one direction

something just like this - the chainsmokers & coldplay

no one compares to you - jack & jack

yellow hearts - ant saunders

if we have each other - alec benjamin

hey stupid, i love you - JP saxe

if i saw him, i'd still kiss him - mccafferty

i love you like an alcoholic - the taxpayers

i am falling for you - loving caliber

dream boy - waterparks

disaster - conan gray

@ my worst - blackbear

golden - harry styles

start a riot - BANNERS

i love you - woodkid

maniac - conan gray

there is more in the spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/08jACx5UDxnojbTv4I5NR0

if you have any other recommendations for songs please let me know and they will go straight into the playlist. also, please don't be disrespectful and this is a reminder that these are my opinions, i hope that you enjoy the playlist!! ❤️🧡💋

#kiribaku #bakushima #katsuki #katsuki bakugou #baku #bakugou katsuki #kiri #kirishima eijirou #my hero #my hero academia #boku no #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #headcanons #gay #i ship these two so hard

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thanksforthedinosaur · 1 year ago

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january 2024

czarface - blast off

dijahsb - how r u

masta ace & marco polo - life music

layfullstop - slow fashion

nyck caution - gunshy

wale the sage - bleue

rapsody - asteroids

kris the $pirit - tswiw

the doppelgangaz - oh my

mindsone - changeling - shapeshifter

de la soul - lovely how i let my mind float

isatta sheriff - rhyme traveller

benaddict - make time as nothing

noname - hold me down

beam - fu

earthgang - flavors of karma

roshin - technicolor

tobi - all night long

connor price - trendsetter

nas - i love this feeling

aesop rock - vititus

donutman - exhibit

soulchef - sunshine

atmosphere - don't mind me

scribe - dreaming

busta rhymes - luxury life

2 chainz - transparency

tkay maidza - love and other drugs

dizzy fae - backseat

jgrrey - theirs13

teni - ybgfa

shay lia - atterrissage

yuna - cyanide

keiynan - triggered

milkoi - skyblue poem

muroki - middle ground

tems - not an angel

arctic lake - fool

holliday howe - miss molly cuddle

saranghae - nevercameback

omniboi - marathon

she loves boon - have a good time

laura elliott - t-shirt

etta marcus - snowflake suzie

nep - fender

david am - what was isn't now

kc rae - bathroom floor

smol fish - sweet taste

packs - abalone

lydia luce - saline

babebee - butterfly 나비

katie pham & the moonbathers - stay inside

arlo parks - i'm sorry

sophie meiers - mutt

field medic - silver girl

addy - carousel

daffo - good god

allie - churning out glitter

leith ross - (you) on my arm

katy kirby - party of the century

bambina - boys who run

liza anne - thank you for your time

yot club - lauren

far caspian - own

tessa rae - someone i know

olivia barton - big sad

ethan tasch - tetherball

grace gardner - surround sound

siv jakobsen - small

haley heynderickx - how does the horse go home?

meg smith - …but i'd miss you too much! (sad girl version)

lexi jayde - worried (demo)

salem ilese - whiplash

tate mcrae - we're not alike

flowerovlove - next best exit

oston - molly.

lauren sanderson - she loves me, she loves me not

dove cameron - sand

cassie marin - could be ours

lolo zouaï - lava lamp

ayleen valentine - anesthetized

lyn lapid - cross ur mind

ko aka koala - sorry in advance (chill version)

new age doom - there is no end

eliza mclamb - mythologize me

emily yacina - nothing lasts

gabby's world - magnify

chastity belt - hollow

soft streak - cruel

wombo - slab

gulfer - clean

sweet pill - chewed up

yurufuwa gang - wash up brain

sjowgren - newrules

green day - look ma, no brains!

dolly parton - heart of glass

motel raphaël - play nice

dora jar - puppet

loony - nothing else feels the same

kimbra - la type

rina sawayama - flavour of the month

lilyisthatyou - siren

tiger darrow - nice girls

tash - lemonade

anni hung - 長大是一瞬間的事 - 電影《夢遊樂園》主題曲

leah dou - monday

linion - the shadow

chelmico - question

taeyeon - nightmare

heize - picnic of night

red velvet - knock knock (who's there?)

slow magic - acceptance

#mae makes playlists #Spotify

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sunskate · 2 years ago

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Ice Dance Programs 2023-24

Misato Komatsubara/Tim Koleto 🇯🇵JPN RD: Ghostbusters FD: Loving You (from Passion) Barbara Streisand & Patrick Wilson; Love Grows (from Final Fantasy VIII) Nobuo Uematsu (choreo: Romain Haguenauer)

Azusa Tanaka/Shingo Nishiyama 🇯🇵JPN FD: choreo Romain Haguenauer

Nadiia Bashynska/Peter Beaumont 🇨🇦CAN RD: INXS, Never Tear Us Apart; Duran Duran, Wild Boys

Miku Makita/Tyler Gunara 🇨🇦CAN FD: choreo by Matthew Gates

Alicia Fabbri/Paul Ayer 🇨🇦CAN RD: AC/DC, choreo Zach Donohue FD: Lewis Capaldi, Someone You Loved

Sandrine Gauthier/Quentin Thieren 🇨🇦CAN RD: Joan Jett, I Love Rock n Roll

Emma Goodstadt/Christian Bennett 🇨🇦CAN (Jrs) RD: B-52’s, Love Shack

Hannah Lim/Ye Quan 🇰🇷KOR RD: Prince, When Doves Cry, Let's Go Crazy FD: Umbrellas of Cherbourg

Emilea Zingas/Vadym Kolesnik 🇺🇸USA RD and FD choreo: Benoit Richaud

Emily Bratti/Ian Somerville 🇺🇸USA RD: Prince, When Doves Cry, Let’s Go Crazy FD: Celine Dion, Ne Me Quitte Pas choreo by Greg Zuerlein, Charlie White, Tanith White

Eva Pate/Logan Bye 🇺🇸USA RD: Bobby Brown, My Prerogative; Run-DMC (feat. Aerosmith) Walk This Way

Katarina Wolfkostin/Dimitry Tsarevski 🇺🇸USA RD: When in Rome, The Promise; Blondie, Call Me

Isabella Flores/Ivan Desyatov 🇺🇸USA RD: Prince, When Doves Cry; Def Leppard, Pour Some Sugar on Me, choreo Massimo Scali FD: West Side Story, choreo Kaitlyn Weaver

Angela Ling/Caleb Wein 🇺🇸USA RD: Aretha Franklin, Hold on I'm Coming

Raffaella Koncius/Alexey Shchepetov 🇺🇸USA RD: Stray Cats, Rock this Town, Stray Cat Strut

Klara Kowar/Thomas Schwappach 🇺🇸USA RD: INXS, Never Tear Us Apart, What You Need FD: James Bond

Leah Neset/Artem Markelov 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Scorpions, Still Loving You; Joan Jett, Hate Myself for Loving You. choreo Kaitlyn Weaver FD: choreo Nikolai Morozov

Eliana Peal/Ethan Peal 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Janet Jackson, What Have You Done For Me Lately, Rhythm Nation FD: Lord of the Rings

Jenna Hauer/Benjaming Starr 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Tina Turner, Simply the Best (?)

Caroline Mullen/Brendan Mullen 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Wham!, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go; George Michael, Father Figure (?)

Yahli Pederson/Jeffrey Chen 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Queen, Kind of Magic; Queen w David Bowie, Under Pressure (?)

Evgeniia Lopareva/Geoffrey Brissaud 🇫🇷FRA FD: choreo Guillaume Cizeron

Holly Harris/Jason Chan 🇦🇺AUS RD: Madonna (Material Girl, Express Yourself?), choreo: Marie-France Dubreuil FD: choreo Marie-France Dubreuil

Olivia Smart/Tim Dieck 🇪🇸ESP RD: Blondie, Call Me, Rapture

Sofia Val/Asaf Kazimov 🇪🇸ESP RD: Top Gun

Jennifer Janse van Rensburg/Benjamin Steffan 🇩🇪GER RD: Beds are Burning, Midnight Oil; Don't Leave Me Now, Supertramp; Runaway, Bon Jovi FD: wild west theme choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo for both

Phebe Bekker/James Hernandez 🇬🇧GBR RD: Prince FD: Muse

Layla Karnes/Liam Carr 🇬🇧GBR RD: Sweet Dreams, medley, Eurhythmics FD: Hit the Road Jack, 2WEI

Shira Ichilov/Dmitriy Kravchenko 🇮🇱ISR RD: Get Down on It, Yesterday, It's Raining Men FD: ("to a singer from Montreal") choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo, Igor Shpilband

Mariia Nosovitskaya/Misha Nosovytskyi 🇮🇱ISR RD: FD: Gladiator choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo, Igor Shpilband

Elizabeth Tkachenko/Alexei Kiliakov 🇮🇱ISR RD: Yello, Oh Yeah, Desire, The Race FD: Incantation, Ojo Azules; Inca the Peruvian Ensemble, Danzante Vasija del Barro; Inti-IllMani, Sikuriadas choreo: Elena Novak, Jimmie Manners

Yuka Orihara/Juho Pirinen 🇫🇮 FIN RD: choreo Luca Lanotte FD: music from Chicago choreo Massimo Scali

Carolane Soucisse/Shane Firus 🇮🇪IRL RD: Rick James, Super Freak, Give It To Me Baby, Mary Jane

Mariia Holubtsova/Kyryl Bielobrov 🇺🇦UKR RD: Bonnie Tyler, Holding Out For A Hero; Bonnie Tyler & Bryan Adams, Straight From the Heart; Bonnie Tyler & Desmond Child, If You Were a Woman (And I Was a Man) FD: Joe Hisaishi, Merry Go Round of Life, Fragile Dream, A Walk in the Skies choreo: Romain Haguenauer, Pascal Denis, Sam Chouinard

Zoe Larson/Andrii Kapran 🇺🇦UKR RD: Pointer Sisters, I'm So Excited; Grover Washington/Bill Withers, Just the Two of Us; The Weather Girls, It's Raining Men (?)

Adrienne Carhart/Oleksandr Kolosovskyi 🇦🇿AZE RD: Billy Ocean, Caribbean Queen

Maria Kazakova & Georgy Reviya 🇬🇪GEO RD: Queen, A Kind of Magic, Save Me, I Want To Break Free, Need Your Loving Tonight FD: Schindler's List choreo by Matteo Zanni

Natalie Taschlerova & Filip Taschler 🇨🇿CZE RD: Janet Jackson, The Knowledge; James Mtume, Juicy Fruit; The Pointer Sisters, Serious Slammin' FD: Negramaro, Bluecobalto; Havasi, Terra Rosa; Giuliano Sangiorgi, Son Felice choreo by Matteo Zanni

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overweightmermaid83 · 1 month ago

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Ok. I like games like this.

1. Victoria's Secret - Jax

2. Darkside - Neoni

3. 10 Things I Hate About You - Leah Kate

4. A Good Day To D13 - Arankai

5. Feeling Good - Michael Buble

6. Cinderella Snapped - Jax

7. Boyfriend - Dove Cameron

8. Breakfast - Dove Cameron

9. Beautiful Things - Benson Boone

10. All About That Bass - Meghan Trainor

11. Am I Dreaming - Lil Nas X feat Miley Cyrus

12. Nasty - Leah Kate

Yep seems a tad unhinged and bipolar just like me

let your spotify predict your 2025! shuffle your on repeat playlist and the first 12 songs represent your 2025

Thank you so much for the tag @fairyheart 🩷✨️

1. Hot to go - Chappell Roan

2. POV -Ariana Grande

3. Season of the witch - Lana del Ray

4. Doomsday - Lizzy McAlpine

5. Casual - Chappell Roan

6. Kaleidoscope - Chappell Roan

7. Please please please - Sabrina Carpenter

8. Ring frei - LaFee

9. Bed Chem - Sabrina Carpenter

10. Popular -Ariana Grande

11. Dumb & Poetic - Sabrina Carpenter

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camthesolemnone · 3 years ago

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I wanted to write some HeavyMedic fluff but I didn’t want to make a whole new AO3 story for it so I decided to post the short family feels here!

Medic wakes up to a tiny, bare foot in his face, and one hundred and fifty pounds of fur and slobber keeping his legs pinned to the bed. Heavy isn’t in much of a better scenario: a small white dove has nested itself inside of his ear and the knuckles of a small fist are jammed into his stomach. The blankets have been thrown every which way, and Medic could have sworn that he had been wearing two socks when he had went to sleep.

“What...” He questioned groggily, hardly able to make out the scene without his glasses.

Heavy was able to fill in the blanks for him. The bird that rendered him partially deaf was, to neither of their surprise, Archimedes. His feathery chest expanded and contracted as he cooed softly in his sleep. The colossal creature threatening to break Medic’s ankles was their loyal Saint Bernard named Moose. The hound’s tongue hung out of his mouth with content, signifying a delightful dream. Finally, the small little person sandwiched between them, kicking and punching them even as she snored on was their three year old daughter Leah. Having been a premature baby, she was much smaller than she was supposed to be for her age. It worried the couple little, however, for they possessed the guns and fighting skills needed if anything ever attempted to hurt her.

Heavy let out a low chuckle at the utter hilarity of their situation. How his daughter had managed to get flipped upside down in her sleep was unbeknownst to him, and it made it all the most amusing. Medic smiled as well, not just out of mirth, but out of sentimentality also. It was all so domestic, to the point where if Medic were a less intelligent man, he would have believed it to all be a dream. He would soon wake up and still be in the New Mexican desert with no pets, daughter, or husband to speak of.

But he was intelligent. His home and his family were very real things.

Heavy and Medic centered their attention onto little Leah, who was now squirming in an attempt to fix the predicament her resting body found itself in. Her soft, brunette curls brushed against the pillow, and he tiny arms and legs flailed inwards and outwards and she struggled to reposition. With a great amount of fondness, Heavy gently shifted his sunshine so that she was on her stomach at last. He then moved in closer so that he was able to throw one of his massive arms around both his daughter and his beloved. Medic cuddled in close as well, enjoying the warmth and tenderness produced by his two favorite people. His Heavy was perfect, and Leah possessed an innocent soul he would cease to protect only when he died.

“Papa...Vatti...” Leah muttered in her sleep, and the couple could not contain their giddy, overflowing smiles and affection.

Bliss. That was the only word they could use to describe each day they lived.

#tf2 #heavymedic #tf2 heavy #tf2 medic #family #domestic #fanfiction

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dream-dove · 2 years ago

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@gentledoemuses

“A toast to you all and our future Queen especially. And I congratulate you two Jace and Luce on your marriage. It’s a beautiful thing to experience. Especially with one that loves you and is faithful even.” Leah spoke with a smile, raising her cup in tribute. Though half the table did not do the same, at least she got support from Rhaenyra’s side of the table, Daemon included. She’d taken her seat as soon as everyone had had their drink, Leah glanced towards Aegon softly whom she sat next to.

#dream dove (leah)#i hope this is okay!

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elen-aranel · 3 years ago

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Starlight Études: Prelude

What you hadn’t expected from being on the Enterprise was that you would find Science Officer Spock so… so arresting. ( • Fugue >)

Pairing: Spock x F!Reader (no Y/N) Warnings: A swear, gratuitous musical references, slow burn WC: 3.7k (chapter) Rating: Teen A/N: Blame @starfleetstgmgr who read my Sarek X Reader fic and asked for one set in her Star and Dove universe where Reader is her OC Leah Pike’s cadet. Please read Matter of Time (it’s long but so worth it). You can get a précis in the first chapter of Mycosis. Reader is a cadet of the Starfleet Diplomatic Corps, on placement on the Enterprise.

Prelude — a short piece of music, the form of which may vary, which serves as an introduction.

You had been a little anxious. Of course you had – you were to train as a cadet under Fleet Ambassador Pike. On the Enterprise. She is a legend in the service, being almost single-handedly responsible for fast tracking Kaminar into Federation membership. There is still work to do before they become full members but no other member of the Starfleet Diplomatic Corps had gotten close to anything remotely like that. Especially since only a couple years ago one of the species on the planet had literally been culling and eating the other. Every one of your classmates had been envious, and some of them had out and out said so.

You had worked hard to get this posting, though, and you were determined to prove yourself. You had remained calm when you had your test for the Enterprise; it had taken you a little while to recognise that it was a test, but you had had all the regulations down in your first couple of months, and… you believed in Starfleet. You believed in the Diplomatic Corps. You believed in doing things the right way. And your beliefs and hard work had carried you through.

You’ve been on the ship a few days, now, and you think that you’re getting the feel of things.

The ambassador had smiled as she walked into her office on the second day for your pre-briefing meeting – you had her hazelnut cappuccino ready on her desk, and it did smell good. You weren’t sucking up, not really, but you were getting your double espresso and you thought you might as well.

On the fourth day you had summarised the diplomatic briefings you were privy to – nothing about the Klingons; that was above your clearance level – and you highlighted the worsening situation in the Jeyra system in Kaminar’s sector, and the news that had come in overnight that Xahea were sending aid to the colony on Beta Corona IV after a blight of some sort caused their main harvest to fail. You presented the PADD to the ambassador with her coffee, and waited as she read it over.

“Well, Cadet, excellent summary. Looks like you’ve got yourself a job – I’ll be expecting a report like this every day. Think you’d be able to do the diplomatic segment at the morning briefing in a couple of days?”

“Thank you, ma’am. And yes I will—if you’re sure?” You had enjoyed the briefings you had attended so far, although you hadn’t opened your mouth. It was such a privilege, being around Captain Pike, Number One (even though she’s terrifying), Spock…

“Of course.” Her smile was warm, and you felt like your dreams were coming true. The Enterprise. Ambassador Pike. And you had impressed her.

Your roommate, Adriana Santos, seems nice, too, which is a bonus. She is a stellar physicist, and is as excited as you are to be here and make the most of the opportunity.

You get an early breakfast together; her reviewing the latest astronomical papers, and you reading through diplomatic briefings, as usual. Today is the day you present at the briefing, and you are going to be ready. You have quite the stack of PADDs with you, and she had raised a perfect black eyebrow at them as you left your quarters, but she didn’t say anything. You can’t miss anything important today of all days, and she knows that.

What you hadn’t expected from being on the Enterprise, you think as you try to balance your armful of PADDs with operating the handle on the turbolift, was that you would find Science Officer Spock so… so arresting. He’s handsome, no doubt about it, but you’ve been around good looking people before. That’s not enough to make you lose your cool. But with him it’s something more. You’ve only really seen him in briefings so far, but there’s something about his mind, the calm but compelling way he makes his points... he really makes you think.

You’re still thinking about him as the turbolift slows to let someone else in, and you tighten your grip on your PADDs.

And when Spock walks through the door? That’s when they pop out of your arms and on to the floor.

You really wish that the floor would swallow you. But, you think, as you bend to pick them up, you’d fall down the turbolift shaft and the idea of that is more painful than the darkness of the ground.

And then while you were thinking that you didn’t notice that he’d bent down too, and you bump into him. Spock. The Vulcan touch-telepath.

“Oh gosh I’m so sorry, Lieutenant! Thank you!” At least you didn’t make skin-contact, you think, as you feel yourself warming.

“You are welcome, Cadet. Are you heading to the ambassador’s office?” You nod. “I will assist you.”

“Um, I should be fine, you don’t need to—” his raised eyebrow silences you.

“Cadet, if I may?” You nod once again. “Ambassador Pike would not have invited you to present at briefing if she believed you needed to make preparations over and above your normal level. Previously I have seen you carrying five to six PADDs. Ten may be excessive.”

The door opens, and you follow him out of the turbolift.

“Speaking at briefing is nothing to be nervous about. Everyone wants you to succeed.”

“She’s good, isn’t she?” Leah looks positively smug over her raspberry cappuccino.

“What happened to ’I don’t have time to babysit another one?’” Chris needles, though they both know that Cadet Davies hadn’t been ready for a shipboard posting.

“I like making sure that Carlos always owes me.” She takes a sip. “But I’ve barely had to look at the diplomatic wires this past week. Only the classified stuff. She started preparing the summaries off her own bat. And it’s a good thing, too, what with the progress we’re making at Xahea. I appreciate having that little bit more time.”

“I was surprised by how fluent she was this morning. Spock mentioned there’d been some incident in the turbolift, but it didn’t seem to phase her.”

“She didn’t say anything to me, not that that she would have. I dunno, Chris. I know it’s early days, but I just hope she’s more typical of what’s coming through the Academy than Davies was. We’ll need cadets like her if the SDC is to pull its weight...”

“Computer! Cancel message!”

“Unable to comply. Message is in processing queue and is no longer able to be modified.”

“Fuck,” you say, aloud, as you realise what you’ve done.

The last few days had been going well. The ambassador had you research and brief senior staff on the Meluran greeting ceremony, after they had reached out to the Federation for assistance. An accident had left their atmosphere more susceptible to their sun’s solar wind, and they needed help before dangerous ionising radiation started damaging their ecosystem and making them sick.

Adriana had told you about the science side; she was working on an analysis of the star, and looking at whether there was anything the ship could do to reduce the particle flux for a time, while other teams worked on regenerating the atmosphere. You couldn’t say you understood all of what she’d said, but you were pleased to do your part.

The Meluran were desperate, so it wasn’t as vital that the ceremony was performed correctly like it might be for a trade negotiation, but you knew it would make everything go a lot more smoothly if the away team could get it right.

There hadn’t been much contact between the Meluran and the Federation before, so after you exhausted the computer you reached out to your lecturer in interspecies communication at the Academy. She’d put you in touch with the Federation Diplomatic Corps Envoy who had handled the initial communication with them, and he’d put you in touch with a Meluran named Pamedra who had not only sent you information on the ceremony’s cultural significance, but had also sent you a recording. You got the impression, from their messages, they were excited to have direct contact with an alien like you.

You wished you could go to the surface yourself, but part of the ceremony dictated the number of attendees – too many could be seen as a threat.

But it had all gone well, and when the captain, ambassador, and Spock had retuned, the captain had actually called you to his ready room to thank you.

You had floated through lunch, and floated through sending out papers you had written and the ambassador had checked on a second contact.

But now it had all gone wrong; you had meant to send the draft trade agreement to Retari. Instead you had just sent your analysis of the strengths and weaknesses of their position, based on confidential Federation data.

Everything had been going so well. But now you’re so screwed.

“Fuck,” you repeat. Just as the door opens, and—

“Excuse me, Cadet?” Of course it would be Spock.

Your hands fly up to cover your mouth. You wish, for the second time, that the floor would open up and swallow you. How do you keep embarrassing yourself in front of him? Of course it doesn’t.

“Lieutenant, I’m sorry for my language. I—I just made a huge mistake. The biggest. I just sent the wrong file to the Retari, full of confidential information, and I have no clue what to do. I need to call the ambassador, but she’s having coffee with the captain, and Number One said you never disturb them at this time, but the Retari negotiation is screwed, and I’m screwed, I’ll be sent back to Earth for sure, I—”

He holds up a hand. “Spock to Nicola. Can you pause outgoing messages please? I’ll explain later.”

“Acknowledged. Messages paused. Let me know when it’s okay to resume.”

“I will. Spock out.” He turns to you. “Our proximity to the star is lowering our available bandwidth, due to its high level of emissions. Therefore the queue for messages to be sent is longer than usual. May I?”

You stand up, stand back, and he sits and logs into the computer. You can’t quite follow his commands, but—

“Computer, display outbound message queue. Authorisation Spock Zeta 230.”

A list of messages scrolls across the screen and you exhale in relief. “There,” you point over his shoulder to the one with routing information for Retari, belatedly realising you have leant a little... close.

“Computer, delete message with ID 34 alpha 2.”

“Message will be permanently deleted. Confirm?”

“Confirm.” Spock’s voice is calm and controlled as ever.

“Message deleted.”

“Thank you, Spock. So much. You really saved me.”

He stands, and you step back. You think you see something almost amused in his eyes. “You exaggerate, but do take better care next time.”

“I will. I’ll tell the ambassador, too.” At least, you think, you won’t have to interrupt her coffee break to do so.

“Spock to Nicola. You may resume the outgoing messages.”

“Thanks, I will. Nicola out.”

“Um, Lieutenant, I guess you originally came here for a reason? Can I help you with something?”

“I am returning to the surface to oversee the next round of atmospheric scans. I wanted to invite you to accompany me; there is someone who would like to meet you in person.”

You grin. “Pamedra? I didn’t think I would get to go see them. They were so helpful...” But no. First things first. “I would love to come but I better tell the ambassador about all this, and get her permission...”

“So I hear we nearly had a diplomatic incident on our hands,” Chris says as he carries the plates over from the kitchen.

Leah winces slightly. “I suppose it was to be expected. The cadet’s honeymoon period had to end at some point. But I was pleased that she came out and told me before Spock had a chance to.” She opens the wine and pours it out – the real stuff today. It’s been busy. She’s earned it. “I’ve had a word; a strong one. And I took her through my file handling system too. I don’t think she’ll do it again; she gets the magnitude of the issue, and she saw the logic of my system straight away.”

“Lucky for her that it was Spock who sorted it out rather than Number One. Apparently Spock called the bridge to have outbound messages stopped, and Una had the conn... she was all set to have a—a talk, too, but Spock convinced her it wasn’t necessary.”

Leah raises her eyebrows at that. “Did he?”

“She’s made a good impression on him it seems. This afternoon notwithstanding. He said, after he had been down with the Meluran that her presentation on them and their ceremony was ’insightful’.”

“Well that’s good to know...” Leah takes a bite of her chicken, taking a moment to savour the creamy garlic sauce. “Oh did I tell you Hannah Zimmerman called this morning?”

It’s 0605 and you sit, cross-legged, on the bed, every solid you own dumped out in front of you. You know it must be here somewhere.

“What on Earth—?” Adriana says, as she walks in from the bathroom. “What are you doing? How do you have so many solids? I’ve got… maybe ten? Tops? There’s got to be... sixty there? More?”

“It’s a diplomat thing. Or maybe it’s a me thing. I accumulate data. You never know when it’s going to be useful.” You find the solid you want and hold it up for a moment, before tucking it into your pants pocket. “And here it is: how I say thank you to Lieutenant Spock.” You eye Adriana, and she eyes you, her pretty face apprehensive; she knows you’re about to ask her for something.

“Spock is your department head. Do you know what time he has breakfast? I may need to skip out on our run this morning...”

“With all your work with the senior staff you probably see him more than me. Although Lieutenant Llewelyn did let me present our proposal for the Meluran sun device to him.”

“To be fair you did do nearly all the work,” you say as you sweep your solids back into their case. You can sort them later.

“Still, she could’ve taken credit, and she didn’t.” Adriana’s dark eyes are considering. “I think he was impressed. But It’s hard to tell. And I have no idea about his breakfast habits, sorry.” She starts stretching. “I guess I’ll see you later?”

You head to the mess hall, still quiet at this hour, and take a seat where you can see the door. You don’t have to wait long; evidently the reason you and Adriana haven’t seen Spock at breakfast before is that he eats even earlier than you.

“Excuse me? Lieutenant?”

He looks at you, a little puzzled. “Good morning Cadet. Can I be of assistance?”

“Well actually I wanted to thank you again for yesterday. And perhaps offer you a taste of home? You’re from Shi’kahr, right?” He nods, and you finger your solid, although you’ve already uploaded the program to the synthesiser. “Plomeek soup. From a restaurant recommended to me when I visited Shi’kahr. It’s not the same as being there, but I think it’s pretty good.”

He raises a brow at you. “Thank you, Cadet. I will try it.”

He sits at the table you just vacated, and you go to the synthesiser and return with two bowls of the soup. You take a mouthful and watch, apprehensive, as he does too. You’ve heard the soup described as bland, but it’s breakfast food; personally you wouldn’t want anything spicy at this time in the morning. You think that bland is the wrong word, anyway. It’s subtle: savoury, with hints of flavours and spices you can’t name.

“This is... very good, Cadet.” He takes another spoonful. “Can you tell me how you come to have this program? I am struggling to imagine a Vulcan sharing it with you.”

“I told the restauranteur it was logical.” You grin. “It was the summer after my first year at the academy – I got a placement at the Federation Embassy on Vulcan for a few weeks. I wasn’t doing anything important, just filing, helping out on the front desk, fetching and carrying – that sort of thing. I don’t think the Ambassador was there, even. But I did get to see a bit of Shi’kahr.

“One of the Vulcans working there recommended this particular restaurant to me; most of the humans ate from the synthesiser, but I wanted real food. And I liked the soup so much, I said if they let me create a synthesiser program for the Embassy, the humans there may try it and share it, and because real food is almost always better than synthesised, eventually they would want to try the real thing.”

You take another mouthful. “I think my logic was sound; I got a technician to put a Vulcan Specialities section at the top of the synthesiser menu and by the third week I was doing a daily breakfast run to the restaurant.”

“Fascinating,” he says, after staring at you for a moment.

You go through your day taking a lot of care over your work; the ambassador’s words from yesterday about filing things correctly and paying attention are still ringing in your ears. But you can’t quite stop thinking about Spock. You had talked about Shi’kahr over breakfast; you noticed he didn’t mention his family but you compared notes on the things you’d seen, both of you agreeing that Vulcan’s Forge was a place you’d enjoyed spending time.

But you had to stop yourself from staring at him during the briefing as he gave his update on the Meluran situation, although you did make a note to tell Adriana he’d mentioned her by name.

You finish up all the work the ambassador had left for you well before she is back from her afternoon coffee break, and you catch yourself thinking about Spock again.

You had enjoyed breakfast with him, and you would really like an excuse to spend more time with him, but this morning aside, he’s seen you drop all your PADDs like a clumsy child. He caught you swearing at a stupid mistake when you should have been sorting it. Not forgetting that he’s a senior officer, and you’re a lowly cadet. He’s Vulcan. You know relationships are a no-go subject with them. There is absolutely no way he is interested.

But still, that nagging little part of you says, he didn’t need to ask you down to see that Meluran, even if it had been at Pamedra’s request. He hadn’t had to help you out yesterday. And he hadn’t needed to be so nice to you ahead of your first briefing address.

You sigh. When you were a teen and you were trying to work through an unrequited crush you’d spend time on the piano, getting lost in music. But there isn’t a piano here and you’re on duty still, even if you have a few minutes to kill.

You need a good dose of cold Vulcan logic. Perhaps you should reread your Surak. Give yourself a mental splash of cold water. You download the text from the computer onto your personal PADD.

“Cadet?” You jump.

“Ambassador!” You stand. “Sorry, I was... um. I modified the pro-forma for the Crassian second contact, and I made notes on the latest version of the Retari treaty. They’re here. I also compiled the background information you requested on dilithium use for Xahea, and the data on the projected yields for those crop varieties on Kaminar is here too.”

“Thank you Cadet, that’s good work.” The ambassador smiles as she walks round her desk. You always enjoy this part of the day; you like how spending time with the captain always seems to leave her in a good mood. You’ve thought that it would be nice to have that yourself. With Spock, that traitorous voice in your head adds, but you ignore it, sitting back down.

“What were you reading just now? It seemed like it was pretty absorbing.”

“I was, uh... rereading the Teachings of Surak? In English, I’m not good enough at Vulcan – I only know the basics. I read them originally when I was on placement at the Federation embassy there.”

“Skon’s translation?”

You nod.

“Did you know he’s Spock’s grandfather?”

You shake your head. “I hadn’t made the connection. I should have, I suppose.” You frown a little.

“It’s not the most obvious thing to think of while reading Vulcan philosophy...” her brows draw together a little, studying you, but her expression soon clears.

“Let’s take a look at that pro-forma.”

“I caught the cadet reading Surak earlier, by the way. Do we think she’s good enough for Spock?” Dinner is long over, and Leah should get up and clean up the remains of their Chinese food, but she’s so comfortable.

Chris laughs. “Our boy could probably do worse.”

“Worse than a diplomat? It seemed to work out well enough for you, darling.” She turns and frowns, mock-reproving.

“Touché. But that’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“On the Republic I would have invited them both for dinner. Probably with another couple. I often found that encouraging people to spend time together outside work was enough to ignite that spark.”

“We shouldn’t interfere, love.” Chris tightens his arm around Leah, and she relaxes back into him.

“I know, I know. It’s just it’s written all over her face every time she looks at him, and… I don’t think he’s indifferent. I just don’t think he’s worked out what to do about it.”

“You’re right, but...” he sighs. “I’m the captain. I’m not going to say I’ve never interfered, but I have to use a light touch. And that really wouldn’t be.”

“I suppose arranging a turbolift malfunction would be out of the question?”

He laughs again. “Too obvious, love. Though talk to Spock about turbolifts; you never know, you might get him to tell about his first day aboard this ship.”

She turns in his arms to look at him. “There’s a story there?”

“And it took me years to get it out of him. Years.”

“Bet you I can do it in weeks.”

“You’re on.”

• Fugue >

#spock x reader #christopher pike x leah pike #fanfiction #Star Trek discovery #spock #writings of the girl from outer space #starlight études #star and dove

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dream-dove · 2 years ago

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[3:02am] you want to talk about hair now? I don’t know it’s soft and like it’s fine to touch?

❄(Maybe Aemond to Leah?)

[3:02am] What does Rhaenyra's hair feel like?

[Message deleted.]

#dream dove (leah)

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honey-from-hell · 3 years ago

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Alphabet TBR

Inspired by this TikTok

Not-so TikTok popular books A-Z on my TBR

A- Amberlough by Lara Elena Donnelly

B- The Beautiful Ones by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

C- Chilling Effect by Valerie Valdes

D- Dead Dead Girls by Nekesa Afia

E- Elysium Girls by Kate Pentecost

F- For the Killing of Kings by Howard Andrew Jones

G- Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith

H- Hell Followed with Us by Andrew Joseph White

I- In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado

J- Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera

K- Kaikeyi by Vaishnavi Patel

L- Let the Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist

M- Missing, Presumed Dead by Emma Berquist

N- Night of the Raven, Dawn of the Dove by Rati Mehrotra

O- The Ones We’re Meant to Find by Joan He

P- Portrait of a Thief by Grace D. Li

Q- The Queer Principles of Kit Webb by Cat Sabastian

R- Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

S- Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor

T- Theme Music by T. Marie Vandelly

U- Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey

V- Vengeance Road by Erin Bowman

W- Woman, Eating by Claire Kohda

X- The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo

Y- You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson

Z- Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes by Cory O’Brien, Illustrated by Sarah E. Melville

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the-teddy-bear-butch · 2 years ago

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18, 22, & 28 :)

Hi rj!! Thank you for the asks! <33

18: Do you believe dreams have meanings or are they completely random?

Oh I answered this one!

22: What do you like most about nature?

Oh gosh, I guess just how alive it is? Like it’s nice to sit outside and see how green the plants are and listen to the birds and see any local wildlife roaming about. Especially birds, I think. I used to like to lay in the sun with my eyes closed and just listen to the doves as a kid.

28: Name a book you don’t mind reading over and over.

The one that came to mind first was “Leah On the Offbeat” by Becky Albertalli. I read it a couple times through high school because I related a lot to Leah, being a plus sized, nerdy queer woman going through a wild time in high school. But also “The Hobbit” has remained one of my all time favorites, and while I’ve only read it once, “Crier’s War” by Nina Varela is also a lovely duology and I need to read it again!

Link to the asks!

#thank you again rj!! <33 #ask game

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dream-dove · 2 years ago

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The familiar sensation of being in his arms never failed to make Leah chuckle. No matter how far they were apart her love for him knew no bounds. Through thick and thin she would stand by him, a childhood promise she intended to keep. “It's quite alright dear. You've worked so hard for these couple of days. Therefore I wanted to do this kind gesture.” Leah’s hands gently cupped his face, “Words can't match my yearning for thee.” Pressing her lips among Aemond's in a slow yet passionate way, even daring to give a little nibble on his bottom lip.

Immediately she pulls her head back to reveal a bright red face. “Forgive me for that indecency! I suppose my selfishness tried to take over. How is your lip? It doesn't hurt right?”

[ BLANKET ] — sender puts a warm blanket over receiver’s shoulders (Leah to Aemond)

The simple thoughtfulness of a blanket. Leah's gentle nature continued to astound Aemond. A simple gesture perhaps to others, to him, a testament of her devotion. It was always the little things that endeared her to him. He felt a pang of guilt immediately. He had left her for too long, gotten too caught up in his other dealings. He had been watching the fire but had strayed too far into his own mind to realize it was dying out. Now the logs were but embers, glowing faintly in the hearth. The cold had crept in, Aemond had not noticed until the soft warmth of the blanket encircled his shoulders.

"My love..." He sought her out in the near dark, arms encircling her waist to pull her into his lap. He smiled, nuzzling against her cheek, "I should be the one tending to you like this. Did you miss me, dove?"

#dream dove (leah)#for-the-king-x

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in-your-walls · 3 years ago

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Dreams for Hire, Ojo Taiye / x / In Memory of Joe Brainard / Zertretene, Käthe Kollwitz / I Believe in Unicorns (2014), Leah Meyerhoff / Childhood, Dove Ditlevsen / Death with Dignity, Sufjan Stevens / Dead Mother I, Egon Schiele

#mothers #parallels #my parallels #poetry #excerpt #lyrics #art #film #writing #if I reused the last two bits no I didn’t <3

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booksociety · 4 years ago

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As you may have noticed, at the beginning of this year the Book Society network took a small break. We are now slowly coming back starting with our first event of 2021! Before introducing it, we would like to inform you about a few minor changes to the layout our events. Firstly, there will no longer be a book of the month, but of course that you're still more than welcome to buddy-read any book you choose. Secondly, our events will now be running for two months instead of just one. We hope that this will allow more people to participate and finish their books, especially during busier times of the year. Thank you for your understanding and for your kind support!

And now, without further ado we present our March and April reading event! This time, the members have chosen Author Debuts as our theme. Come and join us by reading the first-ever book published by any author of your choice. This event is open to everyone, not just our members.

✧ how to participate:

optional: reblog this post; check out our network and members

read (or reread) a book of your choice that fits this month’s theme

share what book you’ve chosen, thoughts, reactions, and/or creations

use the tag #booksocietynet in your posts, and include “@booksociety ’s Author Debuts Event: [insert book title here]” in the description of your creations

the event starts on March 15 and ends on April 31

✧ reading recommendations (under the cut):

An Enchantment of Ravens by Margaret Rogerson (young adult, fantasy, romance; 300 pages; tw: violence, death)

A Song of Wraiths and Ruin (A Song of Wraiths and Ruin #1) by Roseanne A. Brown (young adult, fantasy, romance; 480 pages; tw: anxiety attacks, death, animal death, discrimination)

A Woman is No Man by Etaf Rum (adult, literary fiction; 339 pages; tw: domestic abuse, misogyny)

Ayesha at Last by Uzma Jalaluddin (adult, contemporary, romance, retellings; 351 pages; tw: islamophobia, racism, death of a parent, alcoholism)

Blood Heir (Blood Heir Trilogy #1) by Amélie Wen Zhao (young adult, fantasy, retelling; 464 pages; tw: violence, death, blood/gore, mentions of off-page emotional manipulation, indentured labour)

Bringing Down the Duke (A League of Extraordinary Women #1) by Evie Dunmore (adult, historical romance; 345 pages; tw: misogyny, miscarriage)

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas (young adult, fantasy, lgbt+; 352 pages; tw: transphobia, blood, death, racism)

Cinder (The Lunar Chronicles #1) by Marissa Meyer (young adult, fantasy, scifi, retelling; 400 pages; tw: abuse, terminal illness, death, ableism)

Crazy Rich Asians (Crazy Rich Asians #1) by Kevin Kwan (adult, contemporary, romance; 403 pages; tw: animal cruelty)

Crier's War (Crier's War #1) by Nina Varela (young adult, fantasy, lgbt+; 464 pages; tw: death, violence, grief, mental illness)

Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon (young adult, contemporary, romance; 306 pages; tw: chronic illness, confinement, death)

Forever, Interrupted by Taylor Jenkins Reid (adult, romance, contemporary; 321 pages; tw: death, grief, car accident)

Graceling (The Graceling Realm #1) by Kristin Cashore (young adult, fantasy; 471 pages; tw: death, gore, violence)

Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers (adult, romance, contemporary, lgbt+; 352 pages; tw: self harm, mental illness, panick attacks, racism, homophobia)

How Much of These Hills is Gold by C. Pam Zhang (adult, historical fiction, lgbt+; 288 pages; tw: transphobia, racism)

Children of Blood and Bone (Legacy of Orïsha #1) by Tomi Adeyemi (young adult, fantasy; 544 pages; tw: death, violence, torture, blood, genocide, colourism)

Legendborn (Legendborn #1) by Tracy Deonn (young adult, fantasy, lgbt+, retelling; 501 pages; tw: loss of a parent, grief, mentions of slavery, generational trauma)

More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera (young adult, contemporary, lgbt+; 293 pages; tw: homophobia, suicide, death, self harm)

Red Rising (Red Rising Saga #1) by Pierce Brown (adult, sci-fi, dystopia; 382 pages; tw: colourism, gore, violence, death, slavery, body horror)

Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston (new adult, romance, contemporary, lgbt+; 421 pages; tw: homophobia, drug use mention, panic attacks)

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen (classics, historical fiction, romance; 409 pages; tw: grief, misogyny)

Serpent & Dove (Serpent & Dove #1) by Shelby Mahurin (young/new adult, fantasy, romance; 513 pages; tw: death, religious bigotry, misogyny, physical abuse, violence)

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda (Creekwood #1) by Becky Albertalli (young adult, romance, contemporary, lgbt+; 303 pages; tw: forced outing, homophobia, bullying)

Solitaire (Solitaire #1) by Alice Oseman (young adult, romance, contemporary, lgbt+; 392 pages; tw: mental illness, suicidal thoughts, self harm, suicide attempt, eating disorder, homophobia)

Starstruck (Starstruck #1) by S.E. Anderson (sci-fi, new adult; 495 pages)

Such a Fun Age by Kiley Reid (adult, contemporary; 310 pages; tw: racism, police brutality, body shaming)

The 7½ Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton (adult, mystery, thriller; 342 pages; tw: fat shaming, violence, death, suicide, murder)

The Astonishing Color of After by Emily X.R. Pan (young adult, fabulism, mental health; 480 pages; tw: suicide, death of a parent, grief, mental illness)

The City of Brass (The Daevabad Trilogy #1) by S.A. Chakraborty (adult, fantasy; 533 pages; tw: violence, blood, gore, slavery, xenophobia)

The Ghost Bride by Yangsze Choo (adult, historical fiction, paranromal, romance; 390 pages; tw: death, death of a parent, addiction, misogyny)

The Gilded Ones (Deathless #1) by Namina Forna (young adult, fantasy; 432 pages; tw: violence, torture, death, misogyny, abuse, body horror, confinement)

The Golem and the Jinni (The Golem and the Jinni #1) by Helene Wecker (adult, historical, fantasy; 486 pages; tw: violence, rape)

The Hate U Give (The Hate U Give #1) by Angie Thomas (young adult, contemporary; 444 pages; tw: police brutality, racism, death, violence, addiction)

The Hating Game by Sally Thorne (adult, contemporary, romance; 387 pages; tw: body shaming)

The Henna Wars by Adiba Jaigirdar (young adult, contemporary, romance, lgbt+; 400 pages; tw: homophobia, lesbophobia, racism, bullying)

The Kiss Quotient (The Kiss Quotient #1) by Helen Hoang (adult, contemporary, romance; 323 pages; tw: ableism, cancer, sexual assault, sexism)

The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard #1) by Scott Lynch (adult, fantasy; 499 pages; tw: violence, death)

The Near Witch (The Near Witch #1) by V.E. Schwab (young adult, fantasy, romance; 354 pages; tw: self harm, kidnapping, animal death, abuse, death of a parent)

The Orchard by David Hopen (adult, dark academia; 480 pages; tw: death, addiction, grief, animal cruelty)

The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo (young adult, poetry, contemporary; 368 pages; tw: emotional abuse, child abuse, misogyny, body shaming)

The Poppy War (The Poppy War #1) by R. F. Kuang (adult, historical & high fantasy; 531 pages; tw: death, gore, violence, colourism)

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller (adult, mythology, romance, lgbt+; 352 pages; tw: death, violence, grief, blood, rape, gore)

The Star-Touched Queen (The Star-Touched Queen #1) by Roshani Chokshi (young adult, fantasy, romance; 342 pages)

The Trouble with Hating You by Sajni Patel (adult, romance, contemporary; 336 pages; tw: emotional abuse, sexual assault, child abuse, death, grief)

These Violent Delights (These Violent Delights #1) by Chloe Gong (young adult, historical, retellings; 449 pages; tw: violence, blood, gore, death, body horror, self harm)

We Hunt the Flame (Sands of Arawiya #1) by Hafsah Faizal (young adult, fantasy, romance; 472 pages; tw: death, torture, emotional abuse, child abuse, misogyny)

Where Dreams Descend (Kingdom of Cards #1) by Janella Angeles (young adult, fantasy, romance; 464 pages; tw: misogyny, toxic relationship, violence)

Wings of Ebony (Wings of Ebony #1) by J. Elle (young adult, fantasy, scifi; 368 pages; tw: racism, violence, death of a parent, grief, addiction)

Woven in Moonlight by Isabel Ibañez (young adult, magical realism, 384 pages; tw: violence, gore, death, torture)

You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson (young adult, contemporary, romance, lgbt+; 336 pages; tw: homophobia, panick attacks, racism, chronic illness, bullying)

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