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When The Kids are Asleep (One-Shot)

↳ Spike Spiegel x Fem!Reader: She/her pronouns are used for the reader.

Summary: Insecurity is the poison that kills relationships before they even have a chance begin. Luckily Spike Spiegel is around to set things right; to let you know that it’s all in your head.

Warning(s): Swearing. Slight nsfw.

Sitting upright on the Bebop’s bright yellow couch, your mind is focused intently on the book you hold open before you.

Not often do you get to indulge in a new story. Although reading is a hobby you enjoy, being a member of the Bebop means your priorities are understandably elsewhere. It’s not unlike your companions to splurge on hobby items and clothes, but a soft heart makes your approach to spending different. Or more accurately- your lack thereof.

But the latest bounty was certainly a rough one- with a hefty reward to match. So much so, that Faye let out a long huff of relief after taking her share of the reward, rather than putting up an argument over the amount or suggesting to go window-shopping with you. Regardless, it just so happened after collecting your own fair share, you found a secondhand store on your walk back to the Bebop. You’d stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, looking up at the large sign displaying a proud title for the quant store. Disappearing inside, you return just minutes later along with an award for a job well-done and a gleeful expression. 

And better yet, a tiring bounty calls for people to turn in early. Sleep entices you, just as it coaxed all your companions to bed. However, to hell if you aren’t going to take advantage of a silent Bebop. Staying up in comfortable quiet isn’t something you plan for often, even less does it ever actually come to fruition. In your head, tonight was decidedly different, and the universe mercifully granted you that desired peace.

There’s only one light on in the common area, just bright enough to make your book legible. With a head bent down, your hair casts a shadow over your relaxed face. Shadows dance around your body’s curves, vegged out in contentment. Just by glancing at your unmoving form, it would be easy for one to imagine the long day you’ve had.

Lost in your story, the small kinks that accompany the Bebop fly over your head. Distant sounds of machinery are drowned out by the flood your book provides, and you’re right there with them. Floating down further and further until your surroundings are completely off the mind.

“Don’t you think this Jean character is a bit of an airhead?” a voice calls from above you. Jumping, a tiny yelp escapes your lips.

Lifting your head, you find the source of the voice only when you crank your neck back further. The muscles around it and across your shoulders groan, but a pair of mismatched brown eyes keep you from listening.

Spike’s standing right behind the couch, looming over you. His front pressed to the back of the couch, lazily holding the weight of his bent torso. Your faces are mere centimeters apart, something that doesn’t hinder his bored expression. His eyes stay glued to yours, forcing your neck forward, pulling your own from his.

To think simply his body language and carefree voice is enough to make you jumpier than Ein on special mushrooms…

“I don’t understand what you mean,” you mumble, flicking the pages of your book.

“I don’t understand how you can read that crap,” Spike replies, hoisting his body over the couch. He lands on his feet and smoothly plops down onto the cushions next to you. Grinning, he adds, “What? Am I not entertaining enough?”

Your eyes widen, the answer to his question dying on your lips.

Deep inside you, a warm feeling has been growing. The foolish hope that Spike meant all the sweet nothings he threw your way. Casual flirting has long been a staple of your relationship. Spike oozed confidence around you, a trick you happily fall for each time. You stroke his ego and he flusters you beyond what words can express. Ever since the fateful day you’d stowed away on the Bebop- desperate for food, desperate for a home -your relationship with him had been far different in comparison to anyone else.

But even still, insecurity plagued your mind. Aren’t his actions all part of some game? Chasing your reactions only to pass the time; to make the life he leads a tiny bit easier. Born from boredom and nothing else.

To believe you’re special… how positively laughable.

“I didn’t hear you at all,” you sheepishly admit, “I thought everyone went to bed.”

“I tried; too pent up from today to get any shut-eye,” Spike replies, staring down seemingly at nothing. “I was practicing some fighting forms, but needed a break. Then I found your cute little silhouette curled up on the couch and the night’s been looking up ever since.”

“Even if I didn’t see you?”

Spike’s eyebrows furrowed, waving his hands up in the air dramatically. “I don’t understand what that book has that I don’t!”

For one thing, it’s both forward and honest with me, you think, not daring to say such a thing to his face. Regardless of your inner bitterness, his words bring a smile to your face and a laugh follows suit. “Keep reading and you’ll find out,” you quip, raising a brow.

“No way in hell,” he pinched the bridge of his nose, “I’ll leave the reading to the critically gifted.”

“So you admit it- you’re completely clueless. Didn’t even know what you’re criticizing,” you test playfully, gently setting the book down on the coffee table.

“Oi! I still know an idiot when I see one- and that Jean is one hell of a brainless protagonist.”

You snort, finding his confidence endearing. Spike always tried pushing your buttons in this way, and regardless of the fight you put up, you always surrender to his occasional goofiness. Even still…

You sigh, moving your gaze from him. This isn’t the first time he’s sought you out specifically while by yourself. The whole dynamic… it makes your heart flutter with both positive and negative possibilities. Your heart desperately cries for just a chance he may think the world of you, while your head shuts down all hope.

In the moment, you feel both sides collide with one another. Without thinking properly beforehand, you finally meet his gaze head-on once again. A frown now is spread across your face, and his shoulders dip as you ask, “You do this with Faye too, don’t you?”

Spike’s lighthearted expression twists into a confused one, tilting his head to the side. For someone who hates Ein as much as he claims, he sure as hell shares some of the same mannerisms as the pooch. “What are you going on about?” he hums, keeping his voice purposefully low on volume.

“This,” you wildly gesture to both him and yourself, “This-… this…”

“This, what...?” he coaxed, clearly not about to let this go despite your flaming cheeks. This is a bed you’ve never wanted to make for yourself, far too aware that Spike would make damn sure you sleep in it. Sleep deprivation and a long day are just the straw to break the camel’s back.

“This… flirting game you play,” you go on, voice shaking, “It’s flustering… and you never do it in front of everyone else.”

“You want me to?” he asks, genuinely surprised. He puckers his lips in thought, adding in a mumble, “I thought you were the shy type.”

“What?”

“What-?”

The two of you stop speaking, baffled faces glued to one another. Maybe tiredness from a long day really isn’t to blame. Perhaps it’s the fact that everyone else is in bed that makes you so direct- an opportune time. This is between you and Spike alone, which is why you've never gone to Faye or Jet for support.

Faye... you ponder. Or maybe it’s because I’m always nervous whenever Faye and Spike are close. They had both stepped up much today, working together flawlessly despite bickering the entire time. It feels ridiculous to be so worried; it’s clear they cannot stand one another. Yet they look good together... that much you have to admit. And although they deny it profusely, they share a certain amount of concern for each other.

Whatever insecurity is specifically plaguing you at this very moment, one thing is for certain to you: I’m sick of being flirted with- frustrated with the teasing and the sly looks. What this is… it isn’t tangible. It’s not real. 

“Y/n…” Spike sighs, dropping his head and pulling you from your mind. He’s turned away now, but continues to sneak peaks at you out the corner of his good eye. “What do you think I take you for?”

Your hands tremble. Once again, you have a hard time answering. Instead of coming up with something this time around, you suddenly stand up from the couch. You know what? Maybe you can run away. Stretching, you let out an obnoxious yawn. “Don’t worry about it,” you act, “Anyways, I really should-“

“Y/n…” Spike mutters, halting your movement. His voice is quiet- soft, even. As he speaks, his hand reaches out for one of your own. “Talk to me... what's so wrong all of a sudden?” His pleading eyes leave you no choice, as well as a skip of your heartbeat.

“I- but, you…” you stutter, slowly sitting back down. Seemingly pleased with this, his grip on you loosens. If only a little bit.

Spike’s eyes travel around your face, searching. For a moment, his eyebrows knit together even further. “Y/n… you deserve more than you give yourself credit,” he sighs, rubbing the back of his neck and pulling his hand away.

Lifting your gaze, it’s now his turn to bashfully avoid eye-contact. Placing both hands behind his head, he kicks his feet up in a quick attempt to seem nonchalant. But Spike performs laziness as if it’s a career. To the point where if he’s not truly relaxed, everyone knows- you know.

“You always say things like that,” you huff, unable to help your bitterness. Now that the cat’s getting dragged out the bag, there’s no point in hiding your frustration. After all, if it is one big game- you won’t find it all too amusing. “But only now… only when we’re alone.”

“So?”

Frustration boils within your chest. “So!? So you need to stop. It’s confusing.”

“You’ve never stopped me before.”

His words eat you alive. Spike is right- you cannot say that you’ve ever lectured him over his flirtatiousness before tonight. But him being right isn’t on your current agenda, which means he must be wrong.

“Not true!” you huff. The face he pulls makes it clear that he is buying the lie even less than you are yourself.

Sighing once more, Spike’s body dips into the couch even further. He scoots closer to you, pausing and waiting for you to pull away or chastise him. When you do neither, he throws his arm around you casually.

“Spike…?” you ask, frustration diffusing at his facial expression. He shuffles himself even closer, both your thighs brushing up against one another. Glancing between your eyes and lips, he finally says, “When the kids are all asleep… isn’t it only natural to flirt out of sight? Trust me, you've always been worth the wait.”

Flirt…

“What are you trying to say...?”

“It's clear that you like me. I'm not oblivious, y'know,” he chuckles, “I can see how you stare, and how you react to my every action is only more evidence piling together. But you always get so shy... I thought you wouldn’t be happy with me openly flirting with you in front of everyone; they can be quite the teasing bunch.”

Blinking, you drink up his words with a baffled expression plastered on your face. In his own way, he makes it plain as day: This isn’t a game. Fun for him, certainly, but not in the sick, selfish way you had wrongfully assumed.

“Is… is that really how you see it?” you ask, voice hopeful. “You're just... honestly trying to flirt with me?”

“Of course,” he makes a face, “I dunno why you’d think I’d act this way with Faye.”

You shrug, “She’s three times the woman I’ll ever-”

A pair of heated lips cut off your words. Across the room, you hear a droplet of water fall from a creaky pipe above to the harsh floor. For a split moment, Spike stayed completely still against your lips. Your eyes are glued wide open, observing his which are screwed tightly shut. His hand had instinctively reached forward, gripping your forearm in a silent plea for you to stay put. His buttocks is lifted into the air, uncomfortably keeping himself bent down and holding his position.

Just now mentally recovering from the action, Spike’s lips gently pull away. He mutters cheekily, “You really need to stop comparing yourself to others- and stop talking about them to me,” He plants a kiss to your lips, ghosting his lips over them as he adds, “I only wanna focus on you, sweetheart.” He tilts his head to the side, nose poking your cheek as he meets your lips once more. You weakly kiss him back, lips quivering and hands sweaty. Despite your nerves, you allow him to pepper your lips with short but desperate kisses.

A minute passes before he pulls away from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours as he slowly sinks back into the couch cushions. He’s sitting much closer to you this time around, your legs touching and torsos twisted in each others’ direction. Something sad taints his eyes, sinking your rapidly-beating heart. Giving your arm a gentle squeeze, he tells you in a whisper, “You really didn’t get it before... did you?”

“I-... I suppose not,” you reply, breathless.

“I’m sorry I confused you,” he murmurs.

“Spike… it’s okay… I assumed the worst and-...”

He raises a hand, a passive request for you to stop your sentence there. Following along, you shut your mouth again. A smile plays on his lips, using the hand he’d raised to cup your chin. His lithe fingers brush against your skin with care, tilting your head so that you felt no other option than to look into his eyes.

“I like when you say my name…” he practically purrs, wrapping his free hand around your waist. “I don’t wanna have to hear anyone else say it.” Your cheeks turn a flushed red color, only egging him on to continue. “And…” he nuzzles your nose with his own, “And I’d love it if you'd indulge me some more.”

“S-Spike…” you sigh, heart leaping thousands of feet away from any ground surface. He bites his lip, but waits for you to finish your thought this time. Instead, you merely sigh again and lean forward.

Getting the hint, a tug around your waist pulls you towards him, and once more you're engulfed in his kisses. Lifting your hands, you rest them against his chest and kiss him back. His hand moves from your chin to the back of your head. Spike’s fingertips massage your scalp, running through your hair and making a quick mess of it. His lips move faster than before; the sound of sloppy kisses fill the common area’s late-night serenity.

Spike bites down on your lower lip, wiping his tongue over the tiny mark temporarily left behind before slipping inside your mouth. You sigh, a tiny whimper accompanying the release of air. His tongue dances around yours. “Spike…” you hum between kisses. Your hands slide up his chest, wrapping around his neck. Your body lifts as you do so, now pressed against him and radiating more warmth between you two.

He pulls away, stomach visually rising and falling. Loosening his tie first, he also releases the first couple of buttons running down the front of his shirt. His bare chest pokes out as he leans back, propping himself up only by his elbows. Grabbing your hand, he beckons you closer with half-lidded eyes, and guides your body to lay comfortably on top of him.

“Come here…” he sighs, tugging you forward by the collar of your shirt. Lips conform to one another, kissing and lightly biting. A hand travels down your side, cupping the bottom of your ass.

You use his hand to direct the movement of your hips, slowly rocking against his. A shiver rolls down your spine at the contact, making contact with something hardening against your clothed core. Spike pushes back, softly groaning into your lips, “Fuck... this is okay?”

You simply nod, not trusting your words.

Shaking his head, he trails his kisses along your jaw. Pushing you further above him, Spike plants soft kisses down to your neck. “Mmh-” you huff, tilting your head and giving him more access.

“I need to hear you say it…” he grumbles, grinding against you with added vigor. “Please, baby…”

You nod again, eyes fluttering shut. He kisses a spot where your jawline and neck meet, sucking a mark onto your otherwise clear skin. Spike grins; your neck’s a blank canvas he intends to utilize.

“Yes…” you mutter, a tremble present in your voice. “Spike... yes, it's okay…”

Biting down on your neck, his hand traces from your ass back up your side again. It lingers for a moment before moving to your front, cupping your breast through your shirt. “Say that again,” he moans, “My name like that…”

“Spike…” you sigh, giggling delicately at his desperation.

“Again...?” he pleads, pulling away from your neck. He peers up at you, eyes hazy with want. He slowly moves his hand down your stomach, tracing the hem of your shorts with a single fingertip.

You press your forehead against his, arching your back. “Spike…” you groan, bucking your hips eagerly. Smirking, he wraps a finger around the material’s waistband and snaps it teasingly against your skin. With a few more kisses planted to your lips, he gingerly slips his hand in your shorts. Moving with a sloth-like pace, his fingers reach your clothed core and gently rub against your wetness. “Mmh... Spike…” you moan, not needing a request this time.

“What the hell-?!” A booming voice shouts from the doorway leading out into the Bebop’s main corridor. A metal crash and another sharp sound follows immediately.

You and Spike freeze, clinging to each other despite the compromising position. His hand is still halfway down your shorts, his shirt is unbuttoned, and the both of you are sweating buckets. Add rosy cheeks- as well as widened eyes -and it’s no doubt the two of you look like a couple of deers in headlights.

Moving in tandem, you both turn to the doorway. Jet is standing there, just as frozen solid as you’d been a second ago. On the floor is a metal watering can, still emptying out onto the floor and getting the man’s shoes soaked. Next to it is a tiny bonsai, roots and dirt seeping from the now-broken pot.

You sit up, finally finding yourself. Spike removes his hands from you completely, and you do the same. Hastily, you trip over your words in an attempt to explain, “I-I-... Jet... we-we were just, uhh-...”

Jet waves his arms and shakes his head. “No no! I get it!” he roughly exclaims, turning back around. “Seriously! Bring it to a damn bedroom you perverts... other people live here you know!” he shouts the last few words, walking back down the hall he’d originally came through.

“Shit…” you mumble, climbing off Spike.

He sits up, pulling a cigarette box from his pant’s pocket. Watching his hands move, Spike grabs a single cigarette and shoves it between his lips. “I suppose I should’ve mentioned that the kids weren’t actually asleep; meant it as a figure of speech. Sorry about that,” he chuckles, inhaling a huff. Your cheeks flare pink.

“Spike!”

[dmercer91]

ebug's sister, dm91

taglist, @whenmypartysover

part one / part two / part three / part four / part five / part six / part seven / part eight / part nine / part ten / part eleven

this is after the devs were eliminated!

blakefriarr_

liked by seamuscasey26, markestapa and 7,394 others

blakefriarr_: posting this to inform you all that you're legally obligated to facetime me twice a month during the offseason

not to be gross or whatever but thanks for making my life better

<3

view 745 comments..

nicohischier: why. of all the pictures

→ blakefriarr_: excellent question! i raise you this: why not

adamfantilli: i had to share my slide with molly? preposterous

→ blakefriarr_: maybe if you'd stop letting your phone die all the time she wouldn't be the only reason you have sign of life

→ adamfantilli: buy me a charger

→ blakefriarr_: it's on its way to soph house as we speak i'll get mark to bring it to you

→ adamfantilli: the ten foot ones? → blakefriarr_: of course

→ adamfantilli: sick

jackhughes: i got a better picture than nico i feel honoured

→ blakefriarr_: i almost chose the one you sent me after you lost your tooth but then i found the picture of gravy and lukey needed a slide

→ jackhughes: the end result is all that matters (i feel significantly less honoured)

seamuscasey26: "which fantilli brother is your favourite?"

→ blakefriarr_: "that depends on which one of them is currently sitting right next to you" → luca.fantilli: and then she said adam

→ blakefriarr_: and then i said adam <3

dawson1417: who am i flipping off there

→ blakefriarr_: probably jj

→ jj.friar31: probably me

jj.friar31: you're welcome for being solely responsible for introducing you indirectly to every single one of your friends

→ blakefriarr_: this was 99% me you just happen to play for a nearby college

→ jj.friar31: ok but if i didn't play for a nearby college this wouldn't have happened

→ blakefriarr_: that does not change the fact that you have the personality of drywall

dawson1417: oh hey by the way

→ blakefriarr_: yes dawson

→ dawson1417: imagine if like i didn't need to facetime you cause you'd be with me

→ dawson1417: for the whole summer

→ blakefriarr_: interesting concept

→ dawson1417: that didn't sound like a complete no

→ blakefriarr_: so you know how i was working overtime the last two weeks

→ dawson1417: vividly remember wanting to call in sick on your behalf

→ blakefriarr_: what if i said that was cause i was training the two new hires they got to replace me

→ dawson1417: you're not fucking with me right now right

→ blakefriarr_: about the two people to replace one me thing?? i know that's nuts, right?

→ dawson1417: NO

→ dawson1417: ABOUT THE QUITTING YOUR JOB, B

→ blakefriarr_: no need to yell, baby

→ dawson1417: blake, baby, sweetheart, love of my life i almost made jack crash his car from how hard i slapped his arm there are a plethora of reasons to yell

→ blakefriarr_: <3

ryangraves27: every time i'm not running you get closer

→ blakefriarr_: did you take this from the ed sheeran meme

→ blakefriarr_: gravy my boy you're better than that

→ ryangraves27: it felt like it fit at the time

dougieham: oh

→ blakefriarr_: you inspire me hamstring

→ dougieham: ..oh

→ blakefriarr_: i couldn't really tell but that oh sounded delighted

markestapa: no photo creds for the eddy pic??? ouch

→ blakefriarr_: it is technically my screenshot you were just facetiming me

→ markestapa: i still can't believe i picked up the phone at a party just cause it was you

→ blakefriarr_: i am so universally loved and appreciated

→ markestapa: it's unfortunate, actually

edwards.73: why was i so excited

→ blakefriarr_: i'm pretty sure i heard mark scream that it was me on the phone and you yelled like a caveman

→ edwards.73: that checks

_quinnhughes: and just like that my 23 year no facetime photos streak has ended

→ blakefriarr_: in your defence what i said was fucking hilarious

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[scarisd3ad]

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Playlist

Masterlist

Taglist

(A/N) - so this is just a playlist of songs i think give the vibe of this fic or relationship within the fic.

Track one - the chain - Fleetwood Mac

Track two - radioactive - imagine dragons

Track three - the archer - Taylor swift

Track four - the calling - the riggs

Track five - everything has changed - Taylor swift ft Ed Sheeran

Track six - if we had each other - Alec Benjamin

Track seven - everybody wants to rule the world - tears for fears

Track eight - call it what you want - Taylor swift

Track nine - afterglow - Taylor swift

Track ten - washing machine heart - mitski

Track eleven - delicate - Taylor swift

Track twelve - sweet nothings - Taylor swift

Track thirteen - gorgeous - Taylor swift

Track fourteen - end game - Taylor swift, ft Ed Sheeran and future

Track fifteen - born to die - Lana del ray

Track sixteen - epiphany - Taylor swift

Track seventeen - mad woman - Taylor swift

Track eighteen - don’t blame me - Taylor swift

Track nineteen - no body no crime - Taylor swift ft HAIM

Track twenty - me and my husband - mitski

Track twenty one - run - Taylor swift ft Ed Sheeran

Track twenty three - let the light in - Lana del ray ft father John misty

Track twenty four - safe and sound - Taylor swift ft joy williams, John Paul white

Track twenty five - never grow up - Taylor swift

Track twenty six - the night we met - lord Huron

Track Twenty seven - hostage - Billie eilish

Track Twenty eight - Francis forever - mitski

Track twenty nine - haunted - Taylor swift

Track thirty - Marjorie - Taylor swift

Track thirty one - ivy - Taylor swift

Track thirty two - seven - Taylor swift

Track thirty three - mama’s boy - Dominic fike

Track thirty four - work song - hozier

Track thirty five - my love all mine - mitski

Track thirty six - I know places - Taylor swift

Track thirty seven - you are in love - Taylor swift

Track thirty eight - home - Edward sharpe, the magnetic zero

Track thirty nine - ho hey - the lumineers

Track fourty - slut! - Taylor swift

Track fourty one - daylight - Taylor swift

Track fourty two - my tears ricochet - Taylor swift

Track fourty three - Sarah - Alex g

Track fourty four - pretend - Alex g

Track fourty five - it’s nice to have a friend - Taylor swift

Track fourty six - chemtrails over the country club - Lana del ray

Track fourty seven - Margaret - Lana del ray (ft bleachers)

Track fourty eight - not strong enough - boygenius

Track fourty nine - can’t catch me now - Olivia Rodrigo

Track fifty - who’s afraid of little old me? - Taylor swift

Taglist

@rivversin @soul4death @furiousheartpoetry @silicone-bonez @nezukos-number1fan @your-shifting-gurl @maziejay08 @oi-itse @rhaenryawhore @kimbunnysstuff @blipblopper @ramielll @ilyhannah @daryldixonnn @delicatebearpandaopera @crypticmushroom @daryldixmedown @duckybird101

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: March 4, 2022

Lyrics:

You said you hated the ocean, but you're surfin' now

I said I'd love you for life, but I just sold our house

We were kids at the start, I guess we're grown-ups now, mm

Couldn't ever imagine even havin' doubts

But not everything works out, no

Now I'm out dancin' with strangers

You could be casually datin'

Damn, it's all changin' so fast

Así es la vida, sí

Yeah, that's just life, baby

Yeah, love came around and it knocked me down

But I'm back on my feet

Así es la vida, sí

Yeah, that's just life, baby

I was barely standin', but now I'm dancin'

He's all over me (goza)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam (así es la vida)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam (uh-huh)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam (uh-huh)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam (uh-huh)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam

It's been a hell of a year, thank God we made it out

Yeah, we were riding a wave, and trying not to drown

And on the surface, I held it together but underneath, I sorta came unwound

Where would I be? You're all that I need, my world, baby, you hold me down

You always hold me down, now

I've been a breaker and broken

Every mistake turns to moments

Wouldn't take anything back

Así es la vida, sí (así e')

Yeah, that's just life, baby

Yeah, love came around and it knocked me down

But I'm back on my feet

Así es la vida, sí

Yeah, that's just life, baby

I was barely standin', but now I'm dancin'

He's all over me

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam (ahí, ahí)

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam

Bidi-bam-bam-bam-bam (pónganle azúcar, mi gente)

Y sigue bailando, hey

Y sigue bailando, ajá (keep dancing, yeah)

Y sigue bailando (keep dancing, yeah)

Y sigue bailando (ayy)

aj��, y sigue bailando

(Keep dancing, yeah) y sigue bailando (ayy)

(Hay amor en todos lados) y sigue bailando, uoh

(Sigue, sigue, sigue bailando)

Así es la vida, sí

Yeah, that's just life, baby

Yeah, love came around and it knocked me down

But I'm back on my feet

Así es la vida, sí

Yeah, that's just life, baby

I was barely standin', but now I'm dancin'

She's all over me (hey, hey)

Now I'm, now I'm dancin' (keep dancing, yeah)

Now I'm, now I'm dancin' (keep dancing, yeah)

Now I'm, now I'm dancin' (keep dancing, yeah)

(Bam-bam-bam-bam) (hey, hey)

Songwriter:

And now I'm dancin' (keep dancing, yeah)

Now I'm dancin' (keep dancing, yeah)

(Bam-bam-bam-bam) eh

Camila Cabello / Cheche Alara / Edgar Ivan Barrera / Edward Christopher Sheeran / Eric Burton Frederic / Scott Harris

SongFacts:

👉📖

[cmdrhills]

character bio - RAFAEL HILL; the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.

Character Basics

Character’s full name: Rafael-Maria Hill Meaning of name: God has healed Birth date: April 4th, 1983 Age: 39 Zodiac: Aries Superpower:  Alias: Commander Hill

Nationality / Ethnicity / Species: American, Chilean, human Languages Spoken: Spanish, English, French, Russian Orientation: bisexual  Pronouns: he/him

Physical appearance

Height: 6′ Eye color: hazel Hair type and color: dark brown, curly Glasses or contacts: glasses mostly, contacts on the field Face claim: Pedro Pascal

Personality

Good personality traits: ambitious, confident, dedicated, determined. Bad personality traits: argumentative, authoritarian, critical, stubborn. Personality Type: ISTJ; "The Logistician," observant, strong-willed. Character Label: The Catalyst

Ten Song Playlist

Long Live; Taylor Swift Enemy; Imagine Dragons gold rush; Taylor Swift Sign of the Times; Harry Styles Running Up That Hill; Kate Bush Shivers; Ed Sheeran Do I Wanna Know?; Arctic Monkeys Nice To Meet Ya; Niall Horan South of the Border; Ed Sheeran, Camilla Cabello, Cardi B Centuries; Fall Out Boy

Past

Hometown: born in Santiago, Chile but grew up in Charleston, South Carolina | moved to DC with his mom as a teen  Childhood: Rafael was an only child and lost his dad at an early age. Dream job: president Education: he studied political science at Stanford

Present

Current location: New York City, New York Currently living with: Pets: Occupation: deputy director of SHIELD

Family

Partner: Children: Mother: Julieta Salvador Hill Relationship: he’s close to his mom and has always had a strong relationship with her. Father: Edward Hill Relationship: he lost his dad when he was really young so he doesn’t remember a lot, but what he does remember is good.

Habits

Smokes: he’s tried to quit without success Drinks: alcohol occasionally, coffee obsession. Other drugs: Extremely skilled at: public speaking, leading, communication, some martial arts, hand-to-hand combat Extremely unskilled at: cooking

Traits

Optimist or pessimist: depends Introvert or extrovert: depends Daredevil or cautious: cautious Disorderly or methodical: methodical  Prefers working or relaxing: he wants to say relaxing, but it’d be working Confident or unsure of himself: in-between

Relationships with others

Love interest: Best friends:  Close friends: Exes:

Short Bio -- tw: death mention

rafael was born in santiago, chile where his father met his mother. shortly after his birth, they moved to charleston, south carolina, where his father originally lived. his dad, a police officer, died on the job when he was young. he doesn’t have many memories of him. he eventually moved to DC with his mom who worked with the FBI. rafael eventually began an agent himself, before being recruited by SHIELD. he worked his way up through the ranks and became a highly thought of agent, eventually being appointed as deputy director, and also serving as a direct link between SHIELD and the Avengers.

[louielle]

Thinking Out Loud - a larry duet:

When your legs don't work like they used to before (Harry)

And I can't sweep you off of your feet (Louis)

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love (Harry)

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks (Louis)

And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70 (Harry)

And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23 (Louis)

And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways (Harry)

Maybe just the touch of a hand (Louis)

Oh me I fall in love with you every single day (Louis)

And I just wanna tell you I am (Louis)

So honey now

Take me into your loving arms (Harry)

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars (Louis)

Place your head on my beating heart (Harry)

I'm thinking out loud (Harry)

Maybe we found love right where we are (both)

When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades

And the crowds don't remember my name (Louis)

When my hands don't play the strings the same way, mm

I know you will still love me the same (Harry)

'Cause honey your soul can never grow old, it's evergreen (Harry)

Baby your smile's forever in my mind and memory (Louis)

I'm thinking 'bout how (Harry)

people fall in love in mysterious ways (both)

Maybe it's all part of a plan (Harry)

I'll just keep on making the same mistakes

Hoping that you'll understand (Louis)

But baby now

Take me into your loving arms (Louis)

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars (Harry)

Place your head on my beating heart (Louis)

I'm thinking out loud (Harry)

That maybe we found love right where we are, oh (both)

So baby now (Louis)

Take me into your loving arms (Harry)

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars (Louis)

Oh darling, place your head on my beating heart (Harry)

I'm thinking out loud (Louis)

That maybe we found love right where we are (both)

Oh baby, we found love right where we are (Louis) (maybe) (Harry)

And we found love right where we are (both)

[thesamephotooftylerposey-blog]

That’s it. The straights are cancelled

[losers-witch]

angel (stan uris)

anonymous asked:

Can you do a stan x fem!reader where the reader is part of the losers club and she writes a song about Stan and has this amazing voice and she performs it an open mic and shes surprised to find all the losers there to watch and support her and stan slowly realizes the songs about him

a new batch of requests always feels great! and to start off with this one? yes, please! also, there’s a line in here that kind of sounds dirty so sdksdsdksdks

pair: stan x reader

song: perfect (duet with beyonce) by ed sheeran (beyonce’s verse) <33

warnings: swearing??? fluff and the reader plays the guitar so if you have anything against guitars, speak now or forever hold your peace

prompts | request here | upcoming fics

it masterlist

open mic! bring your vocals!

august 5, 1989 rey’s cafe, 8:00 p.m sign up now!

you stare at the flyer stuck onto the glass windowpane, fiddling with your thumbs. you were toying with the idea of going ever since you saw the bright pink paper. today was the last day of signing up and it was now or never.

after a summer of weird disappearances and demonic clown, you convinced yourself to do it. you wrap your hand around the cold metal door handle, bit your lip and took a breath. what could go wrong, right? you pull the door open and step inside, walking over to the counter, smiling at the barista.

“signing up?” she smiled and you nodded your head, a small smile on your face. “great, just fill this out!”

you grabbed the clipboard and pen from her, promptly making your way over to a plush armchair, filling out the required information. after you finished, you hand it back to the barista and walked out the cafe, making your way back home, your thoughts on what song you’ll sing tomorrow.

“dude, guess what!” eddie kaspbrak yelled out as he entered the arcade, running over to richie tozier who was beating a button and wildly moving the joystick around. 

“hold on eds, i’m about to beat the level,” richie prattled and leaned in closer to the pixelated screen. a dinging noise followed and richie pumped his fists in the air and slapped the hard plastic of the towering game machine. “fuck yeah! alright, what’s up?”

“so, you know how i go to the cafe to hang out with rachel, right?” eddie started off and saw richie’s lips start to move but eddie cut him off very quickly. “she’s the barista.”

eddie saw richie’s mouth close and he smirked in triumph.

“anyways, she brought up the open mic tomorrow, and i asked to look at the sheet of the people who are performing and guess who was on there?”

“hah, you said sheet,” richie snickered and eddie smacked his forehead. “ow.”

“y/n’s name was on there!” eddie resounded and if richie had any liquid in his mouth, he would spit it out right about now.

“y/n? our y/n?” richie stammered and eddie nodded his head. “she can sing?”

“yeah, i heard her once when we were out by the barrens and her voice is great!” 

“do you know what this means?” richie grinned.

“we go support her!” “you bet your little ass, eds! let’s go tell the others to come.” richie clapped eddie on the back and together, with eddie wheezing, they walked out the arcade.

“even stan?”

“especially stan the man.”

you wait on the side of the platform for your turn to sing. your hands were a bit clammy and you kept tapping your foot on the ground. a guy was on stage singing and there was one more person, a girl, before it was your turn.

the man on stage sang his last note and everybody clapped. the girl in front of your cracked her knuckles and stepped on stage. everyone went quiet for her and she started to sing. only then did your realize how close you were to stepping on stage.

what if they don’t like you? what if you just make a fool out of yourself? what if someone just throws a tomato at you? oh god, please let it go smoothly.

your thoughts were cut off by people clapping their hands together. it’s your turn. oh fuck, it’s your turn. you stalk up the platform and sat on a stool that they provided for you, placing your guitar on your lap. sweat was beginning to form on the back of your neck as you adjusted the microphone to your height.

if only the boys saw you now.

“hi, my name is y/n. i’m going to be singing a part from one of my songs and,” the welcome bell jingled and you looked over at the door and saw your oh-so-favorite six boys scurry inside the cafe and you could already feel the pressure seeping into your bones. “and it’s dedicated to someone special in my life.”

you made sure not to look at stan but you could feel his piercing stare more than the others. you take a deep breath and strum your guitar, a nice hum vibrating off the strings.

“well, i found a man stronger than anyone i know, he shares my dreams, i hope that someday we’ll share a home.”

stan couldn’t take his damn eyes off of you. your voice silenced everyone in the room and all eyes were on you. 

“i found a love, to carry more than just my secrets, to carry love, to carry children of our own, we are still kids but we’re so in love, fighting against all odds, i know we’ll be alright this time”

at this point, you were brave enough to lock eyes with stan, even if it was just for a second or two. stan sucked in a breath as he listened even more closely to your voice and the lyrics it’s singing.

“darling, just hold my hand, be your girl, you’ll be my man, and i see my future in your eyes. baby, i’m dancing in the dark,”

your eyes dart around the room and you were met with stares. not the disgusted or teasing stares, but entranced ones. they were all actively listening to you and you felt your self-esteem perk up a bit. 

“with you between my arms, barefoot on the grass, while listenin’ to our favorite song,”

stan uris, to this day, swears that everytime he hears you sing this song, he falls harder for you than the very first time in that very cafe when he started to realize that the very song you were singing was about him. 

“i have faith in what i see, now i know i have met an angel in person, and he looks perfect, no, i don’t deserve this,”

you lock eyes with stan as you sang the last line and strummed your last note. your melodic voice filled his ears and his heart fluttered hard

“you look perfect tonight.”

the crowd burst into applause, the six boys in the back clapping and whistling the loudest. you step down from the platform and ran over to them, pinching them and then engulfing them into hugs.

“you guys should’ve told me that you were all coming! i was sweating buckets!”

“r-really? i-it looked l-like y-you w-were d-doing p-pretty g-g-good u-up there,” bill patted your shoulder and your smile widened. the other boys came up to compliment you until it was only stan left. when he came up to you, you could sense a bit of tension between you two.

“you did really well,” he started off. “like really, really good. your voice is so angelic and well-”

he stopped talking and pecked you on the lips. it was so fast, you barely had time to process it and kiss back. you felt warmth rise up to your cheeks and sweat come to your palms.

“i’d be lying if i said i hadn’t been waiting for this moment,” you chuckled, tapping your fingernail on the neck of your guitar. all your mind was thinking about was the tingling feeling across your lips.

“me too, angel.”

[sivyera]

Types of love with HTTYD characters

ft. hiccup, eret, grimmel, snotlout, astrid, tuffnut, ruffnut

WARNINGS: bad grammar

CONTAINS: fluff, maybe little angst in Snoutlout part, but there is comfort right after the little angst

SONG: -

A/N: You guys loved my post with Arcane characters so I did something similar but with httyd characters. I put different song to each character. Tell me in comments who is your favourite character from httyd if he's not here.

Hiccup - soulmates

Hiccup was the first who realized that you are his soulmate. One day he had argument with his father and you listened and comforted him. And after a while you both realize there is no one better for you than the other. When you two started dating, Hiccup never wanted to leave your side. He was very lonely (before he had you) and now he has someone like you, don't blame him. He loves looking for new islands with you.

You complete each other and Hiccup never thought he's gonna find his soulmate. But he did! You always knew how to comfort him and what to say to him when he had doubts about himself. You also make such a great team and when you are together you are unstoppable. And Hiccup won't hesitate for a second to protect you. He protects you with his life.

Home - Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros

Eret - you fell first but he fell harder

Eret know that many girls like him and it boost his ego up. But his pride is in his muscles, you know how strong he is and he is the best dragon hunter (his words, not mine) So when you start liking him he wasn't surprised, like who doesn't like him. So he didn't pay much attention to it. One day Ruffnut and Tuffnut were arguing about something stupid and Ruffnut acidently pull Barfs horns to hard so that made their tail pushed Eret off his dragon.

But you notice that and quickly catch Eret before he fell on the ground. He was very surprised because he wasn't a really good person (back then). After that he started talking to you more and get to know you. And he didn't know when it happened but he was in love. It was such a good feeling, odd but good. He promised himself that he's never gonna lose you and never hurt you.

Whatever It takes - Imagine Dragons

Grimmel - strangers to lovers

So Grimmel is one of the ruthless dragon hunters, do you think he have some time for love? No, but you catch his attention. You were like a shadow with one deathgripper. Which means you had to stole him from Grimmel and that you had to tame him somehow. He didn't even realized that one of his dragons is missing. You stole his dragon, tame him and turn him into a good puppy? How dare you?!

Grimmel find you really interesting and one time he catch you in his trap made especially for you. He had to admit you made him a better person. You are trying to teach him that he doesn't have to hurt dragon or force them to do something. It's hard and people don't change so quickly. But he's trying because he love you.

Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran feat. Bring Me The Horizon

Snotlout - when he is blind

You and Snoutlout were good friends but he never saw you more than a friend, at first. He had a crush on Astrid, then on Ruffnut so he was kinda busy. He took you for granted, even Hookfang noticed you like his rider, but Snoutlout have really big ego so he was really blind. And one day you just disappear. He didn't realize at first but he stars missing you more than he thought so he was trying to talk to you.

But ou ignored him. You knew he hates it, but it also made him think a lot. When he started thinking about all these adventures, embarrassing or funny moment with you, he finally realized. Hookfang bite him for realize it too late. He rush to you and kissed you the moment he saw you. You both talk about it and started dating. He is trying so hard to be a good boyfriend.

Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

Astrid - true love

Astrid and you never really talked, back then. Neither of you didn't know how to start talking to the other so you never really talk. But one time in a first fight with Grimmel, you pushed her away from deathgripper so he couldn't stab her. That surprised her, she was one of the best fighters. But she was grateful and now she have a topic to talk about with you so win win.

You both find each other very funny and just easy to talk with. You two were in love before one of you realize it. Astrid was the one who asked you out on a date and to be her lover. And she admitted that it was the best decision in her life. You both race together and winter always gets ten kissed from the one who lose. You both need adrenaline in your lives and you relationship is full of it.

I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry

Tuffnut - friends to lovers

You and Tuffnut were very funny together. You two are pranking everyone at Berk. Even each other. But who you prank the most was Ruffnut. And one time you and Ruffnut invented a prank on Tuffnut with secret crush. Tuffnut always wanted to know who is your crush so you decided to tell him. You met with Tuff and told him that your secret crush is Eret. And he was really pissed. He didn't say a word and just walk away from you.

Ruffnut told you that she knew about Tuffnut's crush on you and she wanted to prank him. You scolded her and went to Tuff. He was in his bed crying. You pat his head and apologise. After he calmed down he gets back into his energetic him and ask you all excited on a date. He is trying to make a good impression on you but he fails multiple times. But it's cute and he never fails to make you laugh.

I Love You Like An Alcoholic - The Taxpayers

Ruffnut - meant to be

Ruffnut don't have good experiences with love. She can fall in love very quickly and some people are using her. You were a good friend of her so you was always there when she need someone to listen. You always jokes around about that you and her just meant to be together because every man she fell in love with didn't want her or he break her heart.

She knew it was just stupid jokes but she starts falling in love with you. And she was little scared to tell you. But one time when you two were laughing together she said 'I love you' and you said it back which made her freeze. That was the best day in her life. She is trying to make a good impression on you but she didn't fail.

Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne

[marisheeran-imagines]

Guiding Light - Christmas Special #4

A/N: Hello, Sheerios! I’m finally back with the last part of the Christmas Special (for Guiding Light, I still need to update Lego House) and I hope you enjoy it! Shout out to my more than special and beautiful Sheerio friend @sheerioasteroidpanda (sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged, love!) who had the idea of the gingerbread man scene. I won’t give you spoilers, but it’s a really funny (and crazy) scene, let me know your opinion! Thank you so much, girl, you have no idea how much you helped me! (I had never eaten gingerbread man cookies, so I really needed a lot of help!). You know I love you, right? And I love you all who are reading and reblogging this special! Hope to come back with the regular chapters soon! Enjoy! PS: Read the warnings, please!

Title: Guiding Light Chapter Title: Christmas Special: First Christmas #4 Pairing: Ed Sheeran x Reader Rating: +18 Word Counter: +2200 Warnings: There’s a little, really little bit of sexual content (Ed’s wandering hands - no details - and things getting… Hard, if you know what I mean - again, no details).

These are the warnings for the regular chapters, if you get interested on this extra!

younger reader (though there’s no mention of her age), insecure reader low self esteem, stretch marks, virgin reader, a bit of angst/anxiety due to her first time, fluffy, careful Ed, sweet Ed, encouraging Ed, mature content, NSFW, smut, oral sex {both receiving}

var Mari = prompt("Do you have a nickname? Please, what is it?","Example: Tay, Bella...")

var blue = prompt("What's your favourite colour?","Example: red, pink, black...")

var King = prompt("What's your favourite Christmas movie?","Example: 'Elf', 'A Christmas Story', The Grinch...")

December 25th, 2018 - Christmas Day, Framlingham

Ed’s Farm

“Merry Christmas, baby!” Ed says when you get into the living-room of his farm. “Merry Christmas, Teddy!” you say.

“Remember that day when we were putting up the tree?” he asks and you nod, giggling. “Our cats were messing around and put the tree down twice! How could I forget that?” you joke and Ed laughs. “Do you remember the reason…”.

“Oh, you got distracted, didn’t you?” you ask him, searching in your memory what he told you that day. “I did!” Ed nods, his cheeks turning red and you caress them. “What is it, Teddy?”.

“I was looking for the perfect present to give you” he says, turning around and grabbing two boxes from below the tree. He gives you the biggest one first “This one is not ‘the perfect one’, it’s just something I know you’ve been wanting for a while!”.

You sit on the couch and unwrap the present, shocked when you see the newest Kindle Oasis E-reader - and waterproof - and an Aqua Note, that you can use when you’re taking a shower. “Teddy, if these presents are not the perfect ones, than I don’t know what can be more perfect than them!” you exclaim, emotive.

He knows how reading and writing is important to you, not only because it’s part of your job, but it’s also one of your biggest passions, and the fact he’s so supportive and encouraging of you melts your heart.

“Thank you, Ed!” you sniff, standing up and hugging him tight. “You’re welcome, love!” he giggles, putting his arms around you. “You know I didn’t want you to spend so much money with things for me, though, you are my biggest and best present! I could never give you such expensive things back, and…”.

“You don’t have to worry about that, document.write(Mari). You’re my girl, my wonderful girl, and you deserve this! What really matters is the meaning of the present, not its price!” he caresses your face and you sigh. You agree with him, this is what you’ve always thought about presents, but you wish you had enough money to buy nice gifts, like those huge and freaking nice Lego sets you know he loves.

“Now…” Ed gulps, nervously, giving you the other box. It’s very small and light and your eyes widen when you unwrap its gift paper. It’s a ring box!

“We’ve been dating for five months and only now I’ve realised we don’t have rings…” he explains as you open the small box, seeing a pair of beautiful silver ring. “It’s not a big deal, just officialising our compromise!” you look at Ed, mesmerised and enchanted by his tenderness.

“Not a big deal, Ed?” you shake your head, feeling your eyes getting wet “This means… Teddy, this means so much to me!” you sniff, letting the tears fall down your face. “Oh, my emotional baby!” he giggles, using his thumb to wipe the tears off your face “I’m glad you liked it!”.

“I liked it? Teddy, I have no words to describe how happy I am!” you blink a few times, but the tears keep coming down. “Oh, love, you’re so cute!” Ed pecks your lips before he picks one of the rings, the one with a beautiful, little document.write(blue) rock on the top “See, it? There are our names on it, and the date we’ve started dating!” he shows you the inside of the ring: ’document.write(Mari) and Ed, 23/7/18’.

“Thank you so much, Ed!” you sigh when he holds your right hand, putting the ring on your 4th finger. “Thank you so much, love!” he puts the other ring - a simpler one - on his own finger, and then he leans into you, pressing his lips on yours. You smile against his lips, so happy and so fulfilled!

“You make me so happy, Teddy Bear!” you whisper, laying your head on his shoulder, pressing your chest on his, your heartbeats synchronized. “So do you, baby!” he chuckles, putting his arms around you.

(…)

After a while, you both go to his room, ready to change your clothes and sleep. “I can’t wait to have this Kindle full of books!” you say, leaving the Kindle and the Aqua Note on his workbench.

“Oh, I bet you won’t take too long, right?” Ed jokes, starting to take his clothes off. You sigh when you see his tattoos, you love so much this side of his personality! “What is it?” he smirks, wiggling his brows at you, and you just shake your head, feeling your cheeks getting red.

Reaching your pyjamas on your suitcase, you get into his bathroom, too much ashamed to change your clothes in front of him. Five months of relationship and you’re still a virgin; five months and you still feel too insecure to give yourself completely to him. You are glad, though, Ed had never pressured you, respecting your limits and giving you the time you need.

You take a quick and warm shower, taking advantage to remove your makeup there. When you go back to Ed’s room, you find him already laid on the bed and you take your place beside him.

“You know what, baby? You look gorgeous with your makeup on, but looks so much better without it. I can see all your freckles and little marks and I can feel your smooth skin…” Ed says, cupping your cheeks, and caressing them with his thumbs. “Thank you. And to be honest, I’m super lazy to put some make up on most of the time, so I’m glad you like my face without it!” you giggle.

“You’re gorgeous with and without it… Oh, my baby is lazy, huh?” he giggles too, pulling your body closer to his, and you feel its warmth, so good during any time, and mostly, the Winter!

“You would be too, if you were a girl! Put make up on, then remove it, 'cause you are not supposed to sleep with it on your face. Bleed for a week every month, or if you don’t want to, remember to take pills every day; have this terrible check up on the doctor once you become a 'complete’ woman… Believe me, Teddy, you are lucky you were born a boy!” you joke and he nods.

“I’m lazy only for hearing about it!” he jokes and you pat his shoulder “You’re incredible, baby!” Ed brushes his lips on yours and you whimper his name, when he lays on his back, bringing you up his body. You get flushed, wondering what’s on his mind… Maybe he is wanting something more, it’s been a while since he’s done that for the last time, but… Are you ready for it?

You’re a bit nervous in this position, straddling him isn’t something you’re very used to. He giggles, grabbing your bum and squeezing your flesh, before he sits up and starts kissing your neck, leaving soft bites along your skin “You’re so sexy!” he whispers as his wandering hands run through your body, and you shift on his lap, feeling your cheeks burning. You’re definitely not used to this kind of compliment too.

Things get even more embarrassing when Ed gets a little bit too excited and you are able to feel him pressing your sensitive center through the thin fabric of your pyjama trousers “Sorry!” he stops his hands, resting them on your thighs, and raises his head to look at you, noticing how tensed you are. “No, Ed, I am sorry for not being ready yet… I know you want it, after so long, you must be really sexually aroused, and…”.

“document.write(Mari), love, it’s alright!” he calls your attention and you blush more for being jabbering “I don’t care how long you want me to wait, I love you, and it’s all that matters to me!”.

“I love you too, Ed, but I want to be able to give you everything you want!” you say, caressing his face.

“And you will, but at your time, when you feel ready, okay?!” Ed pecks your lips and you nod, sighing. He lays back and rolls so he’s on top of you now…

“Teddy…” you gulp, nervous. “Don’t worry, baby, I just wanna kiss you!” he winks at you, sensing your anxiety and you bite your lower lip, letting him convince you, as he kisses you properly, sliding his tongue into your mouth.

(…)

Christmas Day Afternoon, Ed’s Farm

“Baby?” Ed calls as you prepare hot cocoa for you both. “Yes, Teddy?” you look at him over your shoulder. “Can you cook more of those gingerbread cookies for me?” he pouts his lips for your and you giggle, walking to him and squeezing his cheeks.

“It won’t be necessary, Teddy bear!” you wink at him “I didn’t take all of the cookies to your parents’, I knew you were going to ask for them later!”.

“Oh, you’re calling me a starving guy, aren’t you?” he tilts his head, pretending to be offended. “Yes, and it’s my job to feed you!” you joke, turning around to grab the pot with the remaining gingerbread man cookies.

“The only thing is that there isn’t anything to decorate them anymore. It’s all over!” you say and Ed shrugs, opening the fridge “What, don’t you believe me?” you ask, frowning when he shows you a bottle of ketchup “Baby, I honestly don’t think this will work” you make a grimace, not even wanting to think about the strange mix of tastes of ginger, cinnamon and tomato sauce…

“Well, we never know if we don’t try, right?” he shrugs, picking up two plates and your Hogwarts mugs. “You won’t know if you don’t try, right?” you correct him and he sticks his tongue out to you. “You don’t know what you’re losing, baby!” Ed winks at you.

“There’s definitely one thing I’m not losing here: my mind!” you stick your tongue out too.

You pour the hot cocoa in your mugs and walk to the living-room, setting up the small table with them and Ed comes right after you with the plates, the pot full of cookies and the freaking ketchup. You didn’t believe he really meant that! Your Teddy is so crazy!

“Okay, now, time for document.write(King)!” Ed giggles, putting the DVD on as you both sit on the carpet, using a warm and thick blanket to get yourselves protected from the cold. You grab a bunch of cookies in your hands, start eating them and you shake your head, watching your boyfriend draw a face and decorate his gingerbread man cookie with the ketchup.

“Teddy, baby, I really wouldn’t do that if I were you!” you say. What if he ends up feeling sick after eating this strage combination?

“I think it will worth the shot!” he smiles putting the entire cookie in his mouth, chewing it and making a disgust grimace, with his eyes closed and tongue out “Yuck!”.

“I’ve told you!” you laugh and Ed sighs, drinking the hot cocoa, certainly trying to get rid of the weird taste of ginger and tomato. “At least, I’ve found the first thing ever that doesn’t go well with ketchup!” he winks at you and you laugh harder, shaking your head.

“Yes, you did, love!” you sip on your own drink, leaning closer to Ed “Hey, girls!” you smile when your cats approach you, purring. They start rubbing their fur on your favourite Christmas sweater and you stroke them.

“They like you more than me!” Ed pouts his lips. “That’s because you scolded them the other day!” you giggle when Calippo lays on your lap and Dorito start pushing her sister, competing for some space.

“Well, someone has to do the hard work, here. This is about educating them, you’re spoiling our children!” he makes a false accusation you and you roll your eyes. “How can someone be mad at this beauties?” you use a childish tone as you keep stoking their fur.

You look at Ed, and he’s got that tender gaze as always and you smile at him. “I love you!” these three words that scared you for a long time, fearing you’d never hear them from him, are the ones he mostly says to you! And you know it’s not only just for the sake of saying it; Ed’s actually meant it, every time, and you love him even more for this.

“I. Love. You!” you say, pecking his lips between each word “More than I’ve ever thought to be possible loving someone!” you add, looking him in the eye and he grins, cupping your face. “I’m so lucky I have you in my life! What would I do without you?” he frowns, and you notice he’s holding back his tears “What have I done to deserve a woman like you?” he gulps.

“You want us to end this Christmas crying?” you joke, feeling your eyes getting wet as well. “I want us to end this Christmas, and the other ones to come, happy. I want that, even when we argue, we never stop fighting for each other, we never go to bed withouth saying we love each other, because you are too much important, and I just… I can’t live without you!” Ed wipes the tears of your face, as you’ve started crying.

“This is a fucking cliche, you know how much I hate cliches, and that they may end up really bad, but, fuck it! I can’t live without you either!” you sigh, feeling the meaning of your words, you never thought you’d be that attached to someone so strongly - you’d also never thought you’d become the girlfriend of the man you most admired since you were a teen either, and here you are!

You never thought you’d say this words, because this is the kind of feeling - having this 'dependence’ on someone - you avoided your entire life, fearing the future; fearing that, if the relationship ever came to an end, you’d be left there, broken and uncapable of mending yourself.

But with Ed, everything seems so right, you know in your inside that you are meant to be, so you see no problems in letting this feelings sink into your core, and allow yourself to nurture them, let them grow and, in the not too distant future, spread this love and happiness in the form of your own children.

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An Ed Sheeran Oneshot, AKA Couch Fluff. 💙💙💙

So I stumbled across THIS Gif a few days ago, and the comment about imagining Ed stroking his fingers up and down your arm, and underneath your sleeve totally got me and it spiralled into a Cuddly oneshot that I'm kinda in love with. Hope you guys like it, and no Smut this time around! 

“Edward Christopher….” Your voice is soft, yet a touch of wry exasperation flavours the words you aim in his direction.  “You’re absolutely NOT helping, you know.”

You’re splayed across one end of the overstuffed, navy blue sectional that occupies your living room, well-worn plush throw pillows propping your legs up.  Your MacBook is open in your lap, textbooks, mounds of handwritten notes and references stacked beside you. You were thisclose to finishing your last semester of school, and this last, final paper, along with your final exams, had consumed every moment of your time and energy for the past 2 weeks. The topknot that resides atop your head probably hadn’t been let down in days, and your ever-present sweatpants were probably becoming a little TOO well-worn.  You’d abandoned your contacts 4 days ago, and resorted to the glasses that Ed so lovingly referred to as your “Potter Specs”.  You were BEYOND ready to be done, and to rejoin the world of the people that slept. And bathed. That’d be a good idea.

Your eyes were beginning to cross as you attempted to keep focus on the screen in front of you, and your fingers were beginning to forget how to spell.  A deep, exhausted sigh falls from your lips, and only a moment later, you feel his weight shift from his position to the side of you, on the opposite side of the sofa, to now against your hip.  You feel, suddenly, warm fingers gently tracing along the outer bend and crease of your arm.  They drift slowly upward, gently, softly stroking under the sleeve of your jersey.  Slowly up and down, a soft, soothing pattern drawn against the warm give of your flesh. A soft hum of contentment rumbles in your chest, the slow stroke of his slightly calloused fingertips sending waves of warmth and relaxation through your tense, exhausted body.  However heavenly his fingers were though, they were NOT helping your already stretched-to-capacity brain to prove your hypothesis. Hence, your half-hearted protest.  

“Sooo not helping me concentrate, Teddy.” You sigh.  “Feels SO nice, but I gotta finish this SOMEHOW, and soon.”

You feel his weight suddenly shift again, and he’s sitting up and facing you with a full pout on his face, and you can’t help but laugh at expression. So very your Teddy.

“What’s that face for?” You laugh softly.  Reaching just slightly, you comb your fingers though the scruff on his jaw, allowing your thumb to gently swipe the outline of his pillowy lips. He captures your hand before you can pull it back, his fingertips twining with yours, and lifts it to his lips. He dots soft, supple kisses along the bump of each knuckle, and then sighs as you smile ruefully and pull your hand back, tenderly brushing his cheek before straightening your laptop.

“I am a sad, neglected Ginger Man.” He pronounces with dramatized woe in his voice.  “I only want attention.”

You can’t help the laugh-snort that escapes as you take in the puppy dog eyes that he’s oh so skillfully aimed in your direction.

“Neglected???” You tilt your head and give him your own pretty little pout, loving the sparkle in his blue eyes at the mischief in yours. “My poor sweet Teddy. How in the world have you survived this long?? 2 WHOLE weeks.”  

“Can’t help it.” He says stubbornly. “I miss my cuddles. And your cooking, cause fuck knows I can’t feed myself. Oh, and also, I miss getting you naked. You have such a pretty bum.” He sighs.

He says this so plaintively and earnestly, you can’t help but fall to pieces, until your shoulders are shaking and you have to pull your glasses off to wipe your eyes. That BOY.

“Baby, believe me, I KNOW it’s been a rough couple of weeks. I have ONE exam left, and this last fucking paper to submit, and then you can have at my pretty bum and every other part of my body, for as LONG as you want. And then again after that.” You cock your head as you finish that thought, and let your fingers drift to cover his. You shoot him a mischievous smirk, and whisper, “If it helps, there are several parts of YOUR body I’m desperate to reacquaint myself with.” You catch his gaze and grin at widening of his eyes.

“Tease.” he says drily, with no preamble and a raised invisible blond eyebrow. “I suppose Little Ed can wait a little longer…”  He sees your own raised eyebrow and the gleeful giggle that’s about to escape your lips and cuts you RIGHT off. “OI. NOT so little Ed, then. Massive Ed. GIGANTIC ED-“

You give him the most knowing look you can muster, and pat his knee. “You just keep telling yourself that, babes. He’s gargantuan. Mythological, even. Overshadows any other penis I’ve ever see - Wait, ED NO!! AHH-“

You SHRIEK as he suddenly launches himself from his sitting position, and you find yourself flat on your back, face to face with a pair of large, twinkling sea blue eyes, and the ENTIRE length and weight of his soft, warm body squashing you into the couch cushions. You’re positively shaking, belly laughs wracking your body as he simply lays there, innocence etched on his face as he covers your body with his.

“Hi,” he says with a massive grin. “Got your attention now, Love. Gimme kisses, and MAYBE me and my neglected, mythological, man parts will let you get back to your laptop. Maybe.”

“You think ATTACKING me gets you kisses, you MEAN man??” You’re gasping high-pitched giggles as you try to wiggle him off, but he’s not remotely having it. Little bugger; he’s not even moving, he’s all out planking with you pinned beneath him, a giant satisfied grin plastered across his face. Damn those scruffy dimples. And he smells delicious, traces of laundry soap and cologne and just…Teddy. Dammit.

One colourful arm suddenly lifts up and he props himself up, one inked up forearm on either side of your head, and he hoists, almost slides, his body right up over yours. One leg is drawn up, soft flesh and firm muscle pressed up against your outer thigh and hip. He’s NOT letting you go, and the utterly pleased-with-himself smirk that’s NOT left his face is just far too cute. It is NOT fair.

“You may have ONE kiss.” You solemnly acquiesce. “One kiss, and then, sir, you need to UNSQUASH ME-“

His lips are on yours before you can form another thought, and…Oh. God, there is never a time you don’t love his kisses.  His lips, so soft and yielding and yummy, you’ve missed these slow, tender kisses. He has a habit of infusing every embrace, every graze and caress with meaning and intent. Whether it was a joyful, loving smooch, or deep and carnal, his kisses were never a wasted thought.

“Mmmmmmmm…” you hum, losing yourself in feel of his body pressed against yours, and the delicious tickle of his beard as it gently chafes your sensitive skin.  He’s all about the slow, lingering kisses this time aroun; catching your upper lip, then a gentle tug to your bottom lip. For the first time in over a week, you can feel the tension leave your body, all thoughts of hypothesis’ and arguments and due dates, a distant and fuzzy memory, and it’s so just what you needed. You manage to extricate your arms from beneath the weight of his, awkwardly sliding them up and over the slope of his shoulders and back, your fingers winding through the silky curls at his neck.  A contented rumble rolls through him at your touch, and he presses his body as tightly against yours as he can, drawing out more and more warm, melty, kisses that you wish would never end.  He slows suddenly, his lips tracing a gentle new path as he tenderly marks the landscape of your jawline, your forehead, even the tip of your nose, and it’s just so heavenly, and in this moment you’re not sure you’ve ever felt so cherished.

He pulls back, and his eyes crinkle into an affectionate smile. His fingers and thumbs brush along the curve of your cheek, tucking a loose tendril of your hair behind your ear before he drops one last kiss on your lips. He grins, and lifts himself up off of you, plunking himself into a criss-cross applesauce position. He proffers a hand, and you yelp out a giggle as he yanks you back up into a sitting position.

“I missed those lips.” He says affectionately. “They might be my very favourite thing.

“They missed you too. I didn’t realize how much I needed that.” You tip your head back, letting your head fall softly against the soft padding of the couch. “I feel like I haven’t be able to BREATHE lately…I’m so sorry if felt like I forgot about you.”  You reach for his hand, entwining your fingers with his in a grateful squeeze.

“Nah. I could never feel like that, love. You know I like to dick around, but it’s all in fun”, he chuckles. He adjusts himself, leaning forward, and his fingertips are slowly tracing those warm, soothing patterns into the soft inner crease of your arm again, just the way you love it.  “I’m so fucking proud of you for all this. I never did Uni, I could never pull all this off. You’re gonna kick the shit out of these finals, innit?? You kick the shit out of EVERYTHING.”

This man. Your heart seems to be connected to that lump in your throat again, you just…love him.  He always has your back, and always seems to know exactly what to say, or do, to pull you back from the brink. He is a keeper, and if you have anything to say about it, you’re not ever letting go.

You grin at him, and tug his scruff, guiding his face to yours. “I love you too, Teddy.”  You press a kiss to those lips, feeling the smile that’s spreading across his face, and you’re both giggling as the kisses turn into silly pecks and smooches.

You press hand to his chest and push him back to his side of the couch, and reach for the forgotten MacBook that’s fallen to the floor.

“I need a shower.” You stretch as you flick the screen back, reminding yourself where you left off. You glance at the adorable, scruffy man across from you, and raise an eyebrow.  “Give me another half hour, and maybe you’d care to join me…?”  

He face scrunches up and his eyes widen, and you can tell he is ALL about that invitation.  

“Only if I get to wash that pretty bum…” he says with a naughty grin.  

You lean forward and catch his lips in a quick kiss, before whispering “You can wash whatever you want, Teddy.”

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From Strangers to Friends, From Friends to Lovers (Larry Stylinson)

by MizunoShina

Based on the prompt “Harry being a fan of Louis, and meeting each other at a Halloween party” and “Soulmate Marks”

In a world where the words of those who will stay with you for the rest of your life, whether they were friends or lovers, Harry Edward Styles has longed to meet his soulmate. The first words that would be said to him by them were written on his wrist, where it was known that it was your soulmate mark. The only catch? It was too common. Until finding out that his soulmate is his celeb crush.

However, meeting his soulmate at Ed’s Halloween party was not what he wanted at all.

I mean, imagine peeing at THE Louis Tomlinson! But right after, Harry realised that THAT was the least of his worries, after knowing that he needs to face Louis’s fans.

Join this rollercoaster of emotion book as we continue into the plot…

Written for Larryween.

Words: 1213, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Ed Sheeran, Liam Payne, Taylor Swift, Anne Cox, Mitch Rowland, Sarah Jones (One Direction)

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Frat Boy Harry Styles, Prince Louis Tomlinson, Alternate Universe, Louis Tomlinson Loves Harry Styles, Harry Styles Loves Louis Tomlinson, Bottom Harry Styles, Model Louis Tomlinson, Alternate Universe - Soulmates

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Us, May 3

You can buy a brand new copy of this issue without the mailing label for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Pregnant Meghan Markle: My Baby, My Way

Page 2: Red Carpet -- rufflemania -- Hollywood style stars are tier-ing it up in this flattering design with feminine flair -- Tracee Ellis Ross, Kaitlyn Dever, Margot Robbie, Logan Browning, Nicola Coughlan

Page 3: Lizzo, Maude Apatow, Lucy Boynton, Jessica Alba, Lily Collins

Page 4: Who Wore It Best? Anya Taylor-Joy vs. Isla Fisher vs. Regina King in Stuart Weitzman Nudist sandal

Page 6: Loose Talk -- Shonda Rhimes on the intense backlash she received over Rege-Jean Page's exit from Bridgerton, Kelly Ripa on her most embarrassing interview, Luke Bryan on his mother LeClaire's Instagram fame, Blake Shelton on The Voice's new coach Ariana Grande, Reese Witherspoon joking about wearing bottoms that aren't sweatpants

Page 8: Contents

Page 10: A Final Farewell to Prince Philip, his four children Prince Charles and Princess Anne and Prince Andrew and Prince Edward were among the loved ones who participated in the emotional ceremony, feuding brothers Prince Harry and Prince William (and his wife Duchess Kate) put their differences aside after the intimate service, due to Covid-19 protocols the grieving Queen Elizabeth stayed socially distant from the other 29 people who attended the funeral for her husband of 73 years

Page 11: ACM Awards 2021 -- Maren Morris teamed up with her husband Ryan Hurd and won Female Artist of the Year, Thomas Rhett won Male Artist of the Year, Carrie Underwood took the stage

Page 12: Hot Pics -- Rosie Huntington-Whiteley wore an orange coat during a visit to NYC, John Stamos plays a coach on the TV show Big Shot, Zach Braff goofed around on the set of Cheaper by the Dozen in L.A.

Page 13: Eva Longoria on her trampoline while aboard a yacht in Miami, Howie Mandel arrived to the set of America's Got Talent dressed as a bug in Pasadena

Page 14: Jon Hamm and his rescue dog Splash strolled around the neighborhood in L.A., Heidi Klum in all white in Pasadena, Sara Gilbert and Linda Perry take a stroll in L.A.

Page 15: Eddie Cibrian and LeAnn Rimes held hands after dinner at Il Segreto in L.A., Patrick Dempsey shot a scene for his show Devils in Rome

Page 16: Rachel Brosnahan in a blue dress and carrying a clear umbrella on the set of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel in NYC, Lin-Manuel Miranda at the opening of a vaccination center for Broadway workers in Times Square, Trisha Yearwood feeds one of her rescue pups

Page 18: Gen Z Has Spoken -- these celebs are making the young kids proud -- Baggy Jeans -- Hailey Bieber, Tracee Ellis Ross, Bella Hadid

Page 19: Middle Parts -- Busy Philipps, Lizzo, Jennifer Lopez, Kourtney Kardashian, baguette bags -- Dua Lipa, Elsa Hosk, Irina Shayk, Kendall Jenner

Page 20: Seeing Double -- stars bear a striking resemblance to their famous counterparts -- Elizabeth Banks and Chelsea Handler, Emmanuelle Chriqui and Nina Dobrev, Betty Gilpin and Jodie Comer

Page 21: Rob Lowe and Ian Somerhalder, Jaime Pressly and Margot Robbie, Isla Fisher and Amy Adams, Rupert Grint and Ed Sheeran, Kyle Richards and Kacey Musgraves

Page 22: Clueless Crew -- stars are totally buggin' over Cher Horowitz's style in yellow plaid -- Robin Roberts on Good Morning America, Katie Holmes was rollin' with her homie beau Emilio Vitolo Jr. in NYC, Vanessa Hudgens, Dianna Agron

Page 23: Gabrielle Union

Page 24: Stars They're Not Like Us -- Jay Leno took one of his vintage automobiles out for a spin in L.A., Chrissy Teigen and John Legend took a selfie with a fan while grocery shopping in Beverly Hills, Kylie Jenner has custom vending machines

Page 25: Carrie Underwood in her massive walk-in closet, Denzel Washington signs autographs for fans in NYC, Megan Thee Stallion on a private plane, Drake and his bodyguard in Beverly Hills

Page 26: Stars They're Just Like Us -- Sarah Jessica Parker catches a yellow cab after working at her shoe store in NYC, Brad Paisley picked up five pizzas to go in Montecito

Page 27: Kelly Osbourne handed out goods at a drive-thru food distribution event at the Islamic Center of Southern California, HGTV's Egypt Sherrod transformed her closet into a meditation space in Atlanta, in between filming Law & Order: SVU's Mariska Hargitay and Ice-T take a selfie

Page 28: Hollywood Dads -- Scott Porter on parenting his two kids McCoy and Clover

Page 29: Jonathan Tucker on life with twins Hayes and India, parenthood is a lot tougher than Jovi Dufren imagined, Maksim Chmerkovskiy can't wait to show son Shai his work

Page 30: Love Lives -- Rihanna and A$AP Rocky are showing no signs of slowing down -- the pair enjoyed a night out in L.A. hotspot Delilah where they were holding hands and laughing and they're not hiding the fact that they're dating but they just don't want people in their business -- they're a good match and are each other's best friend

Page 31: Justin Bieber and Hailey Bieber may look like the picture-perfect couple, but Justin admits that their first year of marriage wasn't what he expected, saying it was really tough and there was just a lack of trust and he blamed the strain on his own personal struggles and said before he didn't have someone to love or someone to pour into but now, more than two years after exchanging vows with Hailey, he has that

* Kacey Musgraves' romance with Dr. Gerald Onuoha is giving her butterflies -- the pair are so happy they found each other and while Kacey, who split from her husband Ruston Kelly last summer, is trying not to get too ahead of herself, her connection to the Nashville-based doc is off the charts and it's got the potential to go a very long way

* Today's Savannah Guthrie is thankful to have husband Michael Feldman in her life, especially given the demands of her early morning work schedule

Page 32: Kourtney Kardashian and Travis Barker are getting serious -- all the details on their whirlwind romance

Page 33: Adapting to parenthood has been a breeze for Emma Stone and she's soaking in all the precious moments of being a mom for the first time -- she and husband Dave McCary welcomed their baby daughter in March and Emma is super protective and a very hands-on mom and Dave is also hands-on and helps with their daughter -- thanks to the little one, Emma's marriage with the comedian has also gotten stronger and having a baby has brought them closer in a way they never expected -- Emma is looking forward to getting back to work; she's taken this time off to embrace motherhood and her number one priority is to raise a healthy baby so that's what she's focused on right now

* Britney Spears is setting the record straight -- despite her ongoing conservatorship battle with her dad, Jamie Spears, she is doing totally fine, assuring fans that she's extremely happy and she has a beautiful home, beautiful children and she's taking a break right now because she's enjoying herself -- although the legal drama with her father is heating up, Britney is staying strong and she has this wonderful ability to see the positive even when the odds are against her

* Keeping Up With Us -- production for the Downton Abbey sequel is underway, Mossimo Giannulli is a free man, Chrissy Teigen returned to Twitter 23 days after announcing that she was leaving the platform, Vanessa Bryant remembered her late husband Kobe Bryant on what would have been their 20th wedding anniversary, Helen McCrory lost her battle with cancer at age 52 according to her husband Damian Lewis

Page 34: A Day in My Life -- Whitney Port

Page 35: Colton Underwood is ready to live his truth -- during an interview on Good Morning America, the former Bachelor came out as gay, saying he's run from himself for a long time and he came to terms with his sexuality earlier this year and he's the happiest and healthiest he's ever been -- now that he feels like he can finally breathe, Colton is excited for his next chapter, which fans will get to see on an upcoming reality show with Olympian Gus Kenworthy -- a huge weight has been lifted off of Colton's shoulders and he is looking forward to being his authentic self

Page 36: Moms Tell All -- Happy Mother's Day! From milestones and manners to rules and nanny-bans, celebs and insiders talk about raising kids in Hollywood

Page 37: Bindi Irwin says life at home with her daughter Grace Warrior has been positively blissful and her family with dad Chandler Powell is so full of love, adding that the newborn has already met some of the wildlife at the Australia Zoo where Bindi and Chandler live and work and of course she's seen some crocs and really lit up when she saw them -- while the Aussie conservationist is sad Grace won't get to meet her late dad Steve Irwin, Bindi's brother Robert Irwin and mom Terri Irwin have been by her side constantly and Robert is obsessed with Grace and has been helping out so much and her mom has been the biggest guiding light and she's already taught Bindi so much about being a mother, both in how she raised her and by showing her things day by day and Terri is quite the baby whisperer and she's so great a calming Grace down when she's crying -- first-time father Chandler is also a natural with Grace and he's been the most supportive and involved dad and together, he and Bindi make such a great team -- for now, Bindi, who stars with Chandler in Crikey! It's a Baby!, is hoping Grace will follow in her animal-activist footsteps, saying having three generations of strong women working as conservationists is a dream come true

* Jennifer Garner said teaching your kids is a lifelong job, and certainly values are something you have to show them -- Jennifer, who shares kids Violet, Seraphina and Samuel with ex Ben Affleck, is staying true to her word and has led by example when it comes to things like kindness and patience and she won't let anyone in the house to judge or speak ill of people, and she enforces the same wholesome, traditional values that she was raised with and the kids have been taught to be loving, hardworking and fair -- Jennifer has always taken a kids-come-first approach to parenting, and it shows as they bake together, enjoy movie nights, read books and have very active lives and it's a very healthy, happy household filled with laughter and love

Page 38: Gwen Stefani has her hands full with her sons Kingston, Zuma and Apollo with ex-husband Gavin Rossdale, but she wouldn't want it any other way -- Gwen's a tomboy, so having three boys wasn't daunting for her at all, plus she has fiance Blake Shelton by her side to pitch in with parenting duties and Gwen and the boys have a blast at Blake's ranch in Oklahoma where they enjoy riding their ATVs, and they play baseball and football -- it's not all fun and games, though because Gwen is big on boundaries and manners and she doesn't want to raise Hollywood brats and it's important to her that her sons be gentlemen

* Meghan Markle's pregnancy with Archie was no walk in the park, as she revealed during her bombshell TV interview with husband Prince Harry, the couple had concerns over whether or not the royal family would provide security for their son and claimed there were conversations about his skin color -- but this time around, as Meghan and Harry gear up for baby No. 2 at home in L.A., she's doing everything her way, without the royals and Meghan and Harry feel blessed that they're able to raise their daughter in the U.S. and can live by their own rules and make the decisions they feel are best for their children; having independence is the most important thing for Meghan and she's got free rein to be exactly the kind of mom she wants to be -- her parenting style is really like most mothers out there, and she's been craving pasta and doing yoga two times a day as her due date nears and she keeps a lot of art supplies out to foster creativity and healthy snacks around and she's a devoted mom and wants the best for her kids

Page 39: Kate Hudson has a lot on her plate, so the mom of three, who shares son Ryder with former husband Chris Robinson and son Bingham with ex Matt Bellamy and daughter Rani with boyfriend Danny Fujikawa, knows when to put her foot down as things can get a little overwhelming at times for Kate, but when she says no, it absolutely means no, and the kids respect her very much because of that

* Gigi Hadid, who shares daughter Khai with boyfriend Zayn Malik, wants to spend every waking moment with her precious little girl -- Gigi could easily afford to employ a team of nannies but chooses not to and she prefers to do everything herself and besides, she can't bear to be away from Khai for more than a few hours

* Candace Cameron Bure's three grown kids are flying the coop, but she's still super involved in their lives, despite slowly becoming an empty nester -- the mom of Natasha, Lev, and Maksim with former hockey player Valeri Bure says it's been a very transitional time and she's been trying to help them make decisions they feel good about and it's challenging, but they're figuring it out

Page 40: Oh, Baby! Meghan Markle's due date is just around the corner, and here are all the details

* Bump Brigade -- Halsey, Gal Gadot, Shawn Johnson East

Page 42: 10 Years of the Cambridges -- a look back at Prince William and Duchess Kate Middleton's solid marriage for their anniversary

Page 44: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez: What Really Happened -- cheating and lies? The truth behind J.Lo's split from fiance A-Rod

Page 45: Friendliest Exes -- these former couples managed to stay close after going their separate ways -- Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin, Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux, Orlando Bloom and Miranda Kerr, Demi Moore and Bruce Willis, Lisa Bonet and Lenny Kravitz

Page 48: Gifts for Mother's Day

Page 54: Entertainment -- Ben Barnes on Shadow and Bone

Page 58: Fashion Police -- the most daring Oscars looks -- Bjork, Whoopi Goldberg, Charlize Theron

Page 59: Rachel Weisz, Gwyneth Paltrow, Lady Gaga

Page 60: 25 Things You Don't Know About Me -- Julia Michaels

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Hey! so I’ve been going through a major writer’s block, so I was thinking, to get me back to the rail, I’d conduct an impromptu writing event to boost me into writing. I got this idea from @uglypastels​! go check out her wrap fics!

Rules -

Give me a song from my spotify wrap playlist (under the cut) and-

1. I will be writing for : (all reader inserts. Irondad is VERY welcome!)

Peter Parker 

Tom Holland

Arvin Russell

2. I will take some time lol I forgot how to write T_T

3. Pwease do not spam me T_T

Here is my playlist-

Positions by Ariana Grande 

Super Psycho Love by Simon Curtis 

Flesh by Simon Curtis 

False God by Taylor Swift

Better Man by 5SOS

Angel of Small Death and the codeine scene by Hozier

There’s nothing holding me back by Shawn Mendes 

Style by Taylor Swift

Mad at Disney by Salem Isele

Without Me by Halsey

I’m a mess by Bebe Rexha

Delicate by Taylor Swift

Senorita by Shawn Mendes ft. Camila Cabello

Replay by Zendaya

Queen of broken hearts by Blackbear

I did something bad by Taylor Swift

Imagination by Shawn Mendes 

Teeth by 5SOS

Sour Candy by Blackpink ft. Lady Gaga

Getaway Car by Taylor Swift

Nightmare by Halsey

Mutual by Shawn Mendes 

Sedated by Hozier

I think he knows by Taylor Swift

Animals by Maroon 5 

Treat you better by Shawn Mendes 

Youngblood by 5SOS

Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift 

Kiss and Makeup by Blackpink and Dua Lipa

Bad Reputation by Shawn Mendes 

Crush by David Archuletta 

Gorgeous by Taylor Swift

When I was older by Billie Eilish

In my blood by Shawn Mendes 

Gasoline by Halsey

This is why we can’t have nice things by Taylor Swift 

Quit playing games with my heart by Backstreet boys

Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles

Finally // Beautiful Stranger by Halsey 

Miss Americana and the heartbreak Prince by Taylor Swift 

Dressin’ up by Katy Perry

Stitches by Shawn Mendes

Take me to Church by Hozier

It’s nice to have a friend by Taylor Swift

Easier by 5SOS and Charlie Puth

Chandelier by Sia

Lights on by Shawn Mendes

End Game by Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran, Future

Back to you by Selena Gomez

Control by Halsey 

Where were you in the morning by Shawn Mendes 

Bad Blood by Taylor Swift

Attention by Charlie Puth

Lovely by Billie Eilish ft. Khalid

FRIENDS by Marshmallow and Anne Marie

Paper Rings by Taylor Swift

Lost in Japan by Shawn Mendes

Demons by Imagine Dragons

...Baby one more time by Britney Spears

The Archer by Taylor Swift

If I can’t have you by Shawn Mendes

Bellyache by Billie Eilish

Human by Christina Perri

...Ready for it? By Taylor Swift

Bring me to life by Evanescence

I love you by Billie Eilish

Fallin’ all in you by Shawn Mendes

Dress by Taylor Swift

Controlla Anthem by DJ Flex, Kyle Edwards

Diamonds by Rihanna 

Disconnected by 5SOS

Don’t blame me y Taylor Swift

A thousand years by Christina Perri 

Mercy by Shawn Mendes

Hot Mess by Alex Kinsey

 King of my heart by Taylor Swift

Don’t let me down by The Chainsmokers and Daya

Never be alone by Shawn Mendes

Heart Attack by Demi Lovato

So it goes… by Taylor Swift

Mi Gente J Balvin, Willy Wiliam, Beyonce 

Nervous by Shawn Mendes

Fight Song by Rachel Platten 

The Man by Taylor Swift

Party Favour by Billie Eilish

Left Hand free by Alt- J

Disturbia by Rihanna

Look what you made me do by Taylor Swift

When the party’s over by Billie Eilish

Wonder by Shawn Mendes

Bye bye bye by NSYNC

Wildest dreams by Taylor Swift

Gorilla by Bruno Mars

I know what you did last summer by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello

Fight for your right by Beastie boys

Blank Space by Taylor Swift

Bad guy by Billie Eilish

Kill this love by Blackpink

Heathens by 21 Pilots

Out of the woods by Taylor Swift

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Imagine Leah Imprinting and Rosalie Finding her Mate, You, a Lion Shifter

Title:  The Lion, The Wolf, and the Vampire

Pairing: Leah Clearwater x Male!Reader x Rosalie Hale Cullen

Request By: @rexburn12​ (Song Imagine)

(A/N: So sorry for the late imagine request, I hope y’all like it!!)

It started with a hum, that turned into a whisper, until the whisper couldn’t be contained as it was. The whisper became notes that carried in the air, light like a feather but longing as they floated along. 

“I found a love...for me”

Almost inaudible to all ears that were around the bonfire, two individuals heads had perked up at the haunting voice. 

Every year as a way to celebrate the birth Renesmee, The Cullens, Jacob, Seth and Leah would have annual bonfire on The Cullen land. Why a bonfire? Well some of the Cullen’s, specifically a certain blonde and pixie cut Cullen, couldn’t stand the smell of lingering wolf shifter in the main house. Also, a certain wolf shifter, who had to be there because of them being the Alpha’s Beta, didn’t want to step foot into the Cullen’s house. So as a compromise for all parties, they would have a birthday bonfire for the half human-vampire child. 

“Darling just dive right in” 

There it was again. Rosalie looked around bonfire trying to find the direction the voice came from.  

“Did you hear that?” Rosalie uttered talking to no one specially, but Bella was the first to pick up what she said.

“Hear what?” questioned Bella.

“And follow my lead” sang a voice, almost like the call of a siren.

“That,” Rosalie spun in the direction of East, “There’s something out there”

Everyone looked over concerned at Rose, if something was going to happen wouldn’t have Alice seen it and warned all of them. All the Cullens were silent for a minute trying to detect a sound or a scent that roamed around the woods but detected nothing. 

“I’m not making this up,” Rosalie announced to the group frustrated that they couldn’t hear what she was witnessing. Bella placed her hand on Renesmee’s shoulder in worry that something was coming to threaten her family.

“Blondie is right, I can hear it,” piped Leah from the other side of the campfire confused that she was the only other one hearing it too, “and smell it.”

Seth placed a hand on her arm worried about his sister.  

Leah looked over to Rosalie in surprise with a dash of distaste. After all, the Cullen’s and Bella were the main reason why they attracted that psychotic red headed vampire that killed her father, Harry. So why in the hell was she starting to hear the things the blonde bloodsucker was hearing, unlike the rest of the group she thought.   

“Well, I found a girl,” 

Rosalie could hear the voice again, it was masculine by the sound of the tone and the pitch. The male voice was captivating and soulful as it rang through the night, not disturbing the nightlife but acting as one of the many sounds that belonged with it.

“Is everything alright Aunt Rosie?” Renesmee asked Rosalie, innocently tugging on her sleeve.

“I don’t know my little snowflake”

In Renesmee’s first years of life, Rosalie would tend to look after her the most besides Edward and Bella. She gave her many nicknames over the years but two that stood the test of time were sweetheart and little snowflake.   

 “Beautiful and Sweet”

“Ms. Clearwater, would you be able to track the scent for us? Carlisle asked Leah, who nodded still distracted by the voice, “Bella I think you should take Renesmee back to the house, the rest of us will go look for what is out there” 

Bella collected Renesmee into her arms before taking her back to the Cullen house instead of Edward and her’s small cottage. It would be safer there. In the years that came after the initial ‘immortal child’ incident, Renesmee hadn’t really changed the age of her look. The growth spurt she first had was so impactful that the next one’s would very slowly come and catch up eventually. She looked the same from the time of the incident because her internal clock was still catching up with her body and when it would she’d start to age appropriately like a normal human.     

“I never knew you were someone waiting for me,” the singing was now getting further away, like it was traveling in the opposite direction of them. 

They needed to follow it now or else it would be gone forever Rosalie felt the panic within her as the singing was getting quieter. Leah felt the same thing coursing through her self too.

Without another thought or the go ahead of anyone else, Leah ran towards the direction of the voice and turned, letting out her giant white wolf form. She needed to find it before it was too late, and no one else was going to slow her down. Not even a second later, Rosalie followed in pursuit. 

Meanwhile across the woodland, you had your duffel bag in hand mindlessly passing through the territory on your way to Seattle. You had wanted a change of scenery from hiding in the rocky mountains in British Columbia and wanted to return home to Nevada. Seattle was going to just be a pit stop on the way. 

You decided to take the scenic route and stop by in the Olympic National forest to hunt. It was better this way to hunt here than in the city or any town, plus you didn’t want to attract attention in this state being who you are. If the locals said that they found a lion roaming around the forest and not the savanna, you were bound to be hunted and place on someone’s fireplace mantel.

A lone wolf you were...actually a lone lion, the last one. When you first turned, you didn’t go home, you ran away as far as you could and never looked back. Homeless and hungry for many years you were until someone gave you a job on a native reserve up north. The natives had helped you develop your skills of changing and told you stories about shifters like yourself but had no proof that others currently existed. You built a cabin and lived there up til a couple weeks ago, when you had mastered your changing ability and decided it was time to go home.   

You had your earbuds plugged in jamming to your tunes from the phone you obtained through hard work. An honest man you like to think of your self as you’d work for everything that was currently on your body and in your bag. You walked through the forest not minding the cover of night as you were walking in the direction towards Seattle from the national park. 

The song ‘Perfect’ By Ed Sheeran had come on your playlist. You started to hum it which turned into a whisper and then you started to sing. Back at your temporary home with the natives in the rocky mountains, they had praised your singing. Apparently it was one of your gifts that had been bestowed upon you, as a shifter. Some could run fast or have immeasurable strength but you had been blessed with the voice of an angel. You learned to busk and sing to make some extra money, which didn’t hurt. 

“Cause we were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was, I will not give you up this timeeeee!” you belted not giving a care, “Darling just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own! And in your eyes your’re holding mine!”

Little to your unbeknownst, you didn’t notice the smell or vibration on the ground of a large group heading your way, for you were too absorbed in the music. 

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms. Barefoot on the grass listening to our favourite song!” you bellowed with eyes closed, “When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath, but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight!”   

You let the music trail off without realizing that you had two sets of eyes following your form from a distance. Leah had found you first by following the sounds of your enchanting voice and distinct smell of artificial pine and sandalwood. 

She stopped from a distance behind a set of bushes, assessing whether or not you were a danger to her. She admired from behind your (N/C) hair and your (B/T) form. You wore a dark olive coloured canvas jacket overtop a light blue button-up shirt with black jeans. You had your eyes closed when you turned around, and still singing, when she saw your face.

Like an incoming headache, it came hard and fast to Leah almost knocking her back. Like a roller coaster going down after the first gigantic incline, Leah could feel her mind and soul lift, as if she was having an out of body experience, then be slammed back into her form. As she came back to reality from the mind boggling experience, the center of her gravity refocused under a new light, your light.   

‘So this is the whole rave about imprinting, I can see why Sam and the rest of them went crazy for coco puffs,’ Leah thought to herself comparing the mental state of imprinting to a cereal slogan.

She wasn’t the only one that felt that very same thing when she looked at your handsome face. On cue, Rosalie was the next one to see your unaware form singing in the forest. 

To Rosalie, you not only sounded perfect but you were. Gracefully and oblivious you moved naturally like a willow tree in the wind. Your face had the perfect curvature that she wanted to trace with her fingers and eyes. She could only imagine what your eyes looked like. Blue like water found at Isle Esme, ivy green like the colour her father’s study was when she was human, or possibly brown like a rich worn leather jacket? She needed to know. 

Coming to your senses, you smelt something in the distance. One scent smelt like you but not at the same time, and the other you couldn’t recognize as something that you have witnesses in your life. 

Not wanting to tear one of your better outfits, you quickly undressed to your skimmies. You could sense it was near, observing you even, so you turned.

Shedding your true self, came forth the king of the jungle, your lion form. Full luscious golden mane and tan fur. Whiskey in the sunlight eyes shined through the darkness in the forest, scanning to find whoever was watching you. 

You took one more sniff in the air before charging at whoever was behind the set of bushes not too far. You pounce on a form, surprisingly almost as large as yours and had them on their back. Doing a once over of the form beneath your claws, you noticed that it was a large white wolf with eyes that look scared but mixed with something else within them. You didn’t know the emotion but you started to get dizzy looking at the wolf. You looked away trying to focus on something but your eyes then fell upon a blonde women that you assumed was with the wolf. Again the dizziness hit you.  

You felt more than fine a few seconds ago, what happened to you?

You got off the wolf and started walking backwards. You pawed at your muzzle to try and wipe the feeling away but it kept coming. You saw yourself, slightly older stuck in theses woods, with two other people. Women? One a strikingly elegant pale blonde and the other an alluring rustic dark raven haired women. Each held your hand simply walking through the forest, each with their head on your shoulders, dreamily listening to you sing. The song you sang in this vision was the one you just belted in the forest. 

What was this feeling? What did you see? Who were those two women? You recognized the blonde one from the vision as the one in front of you but the other women was unknown.    

You shifted back to your human form unable to take anymore of what you saw. 

“What the hell?” you whispered to yourself getting up off the forest floor in the nude. 

Leah reverted back as well, also being in the nude, and realized that you imprinted on her as well. 

‘Shifter imprinting on shifter, was unheard of, let alone on a whole ‘nother species of shifter,’ she processed

You rubbed your eyes before focusing your vision on the blonde and now present raven haired women in front of you.

“What did you guys just do to me?”

“You’re talking to both of us?” Leah asked when you referred to the both of them.  

“Yeah, you guys were watching and did something to me. I just had the weirdest vision with the both of you in it for some reason?!” you massaged your temples then made eye contact with the both of them. 

The both of them?!?! Leah and Rosalie simultaneously thought. In less than a  couple seconds, the rest of the Cullens showed up along with Seth and Jacob as wolves. After getting to a closer distance, everyone in the group could hear the mesmerizing singing that Rosalie and Leah did hear before it stopped. Leah and yourself ducked behind the bushes to hide your guys modesty. 

“Woah geez I didn’t expect a whole flock of you guys to come running,” you held out your hands to show that didn’t want to attack. 

“Who are you people? Especially you guys, the wolves, are you guys all shifters?” you pointed questioningly at the two large wolves still utterly bewildered at the situation.  

“Who are you?” spoke Rosalie gazing over body taking in all the details.  

“I’m (Y/N), I was just hunting in the area and just leaving to go to Seattle. I don’t mean to hunt on your guys land, I was just taking a detour,” you eyed each individual but your eyes lingered on the lady shifter beside you and the blonde. 

“Where do you come from (Y/N)?” asked the stunning women beside you in the bushes.

“Rocky Mountains, British Columbia. I didn’t think that there were any shifters left other than myself, I thought I was the last one” you laughed in disbelief, “And you didn’t answer my question. What did you guys do to me like what was that whole vision thing you did?”   

“You imprinted on them,” spoke the lean pale brunet man stepping forward from the rest of the group, “The vision you saw was in the future of the bond you share with my sister Rosalie and Leah, the shifter beside you”

“Wait what’s imprinting?”  

“In our case, it’s a profound bond between you, her, and myself if you saw the three of us in your vision,” Leah, the lady that stood beside you, explained gesturing to you herself and the blonde Rosalie.

“Ummm okay, I’m still slightly confused and uncomfortable at the moment, due to the lack of clothing. Is it possible that maybe we can discuss this somewhere else with more than just bushes covering,” you waved your hand in front of the bushes covering your genitals, “this please?” 

“Personally I don’t mind the view,” muttered Leah sending you a wink.

“Me neither,” you mumbled side eyeing her gorgeous body.  

In a snap, Rosalie collected your clothing and your duffel from the ground, where you left them, and handed them to you. Rosalie’s hand brushed against yours sending feel-good tingles down your spine. Her body was ice cold to the touch but was perfectly contrasting your blazing skin. You sent her a dashing smirk her way and she gave you a genuine teeth-showing smile, something she rarely showed others.  

You put on your clothes and gave Leah some shorts and shirt to wear in the meantime, because she didn’t have any clothes nearby. 

“Our home is more than a walk back, I recommend that you travel with one of us,” said the mature blond man of the group. Rosalie raced over by your side and picked you up bridal style.  

“Wow, now this one I can check of my bucket list,” you said taken aback by the sudden position.

“And what is that handsome?”

“To be held by an angel,”

Nevada seemed like a distant memory at that moment in time. Home no longer seemed to be Nevada, it now was in the arms of this exquisite blonde and in the eyes of the ravishing raven haired women.  

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