#feeling gay tonight lads

[narzissenkreuz-ordo]

hhnnghmmmm aventurine..............................

[gaycityrollers]

ahahahaha hiii I love peter frampton : ))))

[angelsdean]

jensen’s new hair activating so many gay gender feels fr like fuck he’s so hot.

[pidgefudge]

damn i wish i were older and had short hair and a flat chest and testosterone and tolerance for other people so i could finally achieve my ultimate goal of faggot polycule

[kannibalkaiii]

I love drawing all sorts of body types

Thin bois, thicc boys, buff bois, curvy bois, fat bois, trans bois, cis bois...all bodies are good bodies and there is no wrong way to be a man💖

God I love men

[succubus-nblm]

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[thetarttfuldickhead]

Okay, so while aware!Roy and oblivious!Jamie isn’t necessarily my main hc for these two, never let it be said I’m not prepare to play around with notions for the funny hell of it. So when I saw the above-linked post by @roykentschesthair, I immediately started thinking about post-S3 Roy knowing that he’s attracted to Jamie, and knowing that Jamie is attracted to him as well.

Jamie knows neither of these things.

Eventually Roy starts to nurture the idea that maybe him and Jamie should act on their mutual attraction, just to, you know, see where it leads? Given that they’re already best friends and that they’re obviously very into each other physically (even if only one of them realizes it that at this point), getting together could well lead to something pretty amazing, yeah?

Only, there’s the fact that Roy is Jamie’s new gaffer and while there’s strictly speaking no rules about a coach dating his player, Roy strongly feels that it might be just a little bit iffy for him to proposition Jamie. Like he’d be taking advantage. Putting undue pressure on the lad. Now, if Jamie were to proposition Roy, however… Well. It’d still be iffy, but Roy can live with that.

Unfortunately Jamie is utterly clueless about being into men in general and into Roy in particular. Cue Roy trying, with mounting frustration and desperation, to rouse Jamie to the fact that he is in fact not just vaguely appreciative of the male form in a stricly professional manner. Attempts might include choosing certain films for their occassional movie nights and dropping less and less subtle comments during them, as well as increasingly suggestive exercises during the private training session they still do twice a week. Roy has, however, already been far too weird about those exercises, so nothing he throws at Jamie seems to faze him even a little, or lead to any revelations.

If it weren’t for the fact that she’s already been very clear on never wanting to mediate their bullshit, he’d ask Keeley to have a word with Jamie, bisexual to bisexual. Maybe he’ll even brave it, because he. can’t. do. this. for. much. longer.

In the meantime, Jamie is pleased as punch that Roy is giving him even more attention than before, and no, Isaac, of course it ain’t weird that he tied me up like that, it’s to strenghten my core, yeah? Felt dead good, too, you should try it.

(Bonus point if Jamie once the other shoe finally drops immediately goes to Colin for help on downloading Grindr and maybe taking him to a gay bar and act as wingman while Jamie explores this new side of himself. Colin looks up to meet Roy’s death stare across the dressing room, and immediately invents like a million excuses why he can’t, not tonight, and probably not tomorrow, or ever, actually, sorry, Jamie.)

[raapija]

Need to know how you think Lance would respond to being mistaken for one of Fernando’s many kids-like would he be embarrassed or pissed-would Lando be like oh that’s my other dad 💀-I feel like they’d all love using it to mess with people 😭

Okay, this is hilarious, so I'll give you some fun scenarios of this happening...

Three short stories under the cut ! 💚

In 2018, Oscar was 17 and looking for his first own apartment in London. He had made plans to go view one flat and needed an adult to accompany him, so Lance agreed to go with him.

"Hello! I'm William, I'll be showing you the apartment." a chipper estate agent greeted them at a downstairs door to a small apartment building. They all shook hands and then made their way inside and up the stairs.

"This is a really nice flat. Everything is recently renovated and they also put in new kitchen equipment." the estate agent fumbled with a big bundle of keys as they stopped at one of the apartment doors. "Just a short walk to the nearest shops, the bus leaves right from the street down there and it's a really quiet building all in all."

The estate agent finally found the right key and opened the door for Lance and Oscar to step in. It was pretty; all new surfaces and a sparkling new oven and dishwasher. And no weird smells, it was all fresh.

"Looks good, right?" Lance asked after a little tour around the flat. They were all standing in a small living area attached to the kitchen. "Small, but not too small."

"Perfect for a young lad like you!" the estate agent pointed out and Oscar nodded along.

"It okay." Oscar said. "I think I'll need to ask dad or pops to come see it, too, though."

"Oh, you boys have two dads?" the estate agent chirped in. He looked at Lance and Oscar and then the two of them looked at each other.

"Uh, we're not brothers." Lance said and the man got a bit flustered.

"No?"

"He has two dads. I'm dating one of them." Lance explained. The estate agent blushed.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" he hurried to apologize. Oscar had to turn away to hold in a laugh and Lance rubbed his eyebrow to do the same.

"No, it's okay. We get that a lot." Lance said to make the man feel less bad. "Anyway, we think we'll be in touch with you. Right, Osc?"

"Right." Oscar replied and the real estate agent handed them his card.

"Of course! I'd be happy to show this to you and your father again, if you'd like. Both of them! Or... You? Or... I'm sorry." he dug himself into a hole with that one.

"Yeah, thanks." Lance chuckled.

One night, Lance and Lando were at a gay bar in Montréal. Lando liked going to gay bars, because he didn't have to pay for any of his drinks the whole night. Everyone thought he was just adorable... And Lance was big enough that he could fight back any potential creeps.

They were sat at a booth, when a man approached them and sat down on the opposite side of their table.

"Hi, sweeties." the stranger said and Lance and Lando giggled.

"Hi." Lando said back and batted his eyes. Free drinks incoming.

"You two are really cute together." the man said and the pair erupted into laughter. The guy was a little taken aback. "What? You're not together?"

"No," Lance said between laughing. "I'm his step-dad."

The man leaned back, visibly confused. It didn't take him long to smirk again. "Oh? Kinky. I like it."

Lance and Lando glanced at each other, holding back another big rumble of laughter.

"Uh, no, we really are father and son." Lance continued. "I'm married to his dad."

"So, no fun for us tonight?" the man sounded glum.

"No, I'm afraid. And he's straight. Wait, are you straight?" Lance turned back to Lando, who was already giggling.

"I dunno." the younger man shrugged his shoulders. Lance laughed again, and the man was even more confused.

"You two are insane." he groaned and stood up. Lance and Lando waved him goodbye and kept on laughing, leaning into each other and probably looking absolutely unhinged with the state of blissful drunkenness they were in.

When Carlos and Charles were having their baby, Fernando and Lance rushed to the hospital and then to the receptionist to find out where they were. The woman working there looked at them a bit amused, because Fernando was fully freaking out and out of breath while Lance was calmly standing by his side.

"Sainz! And, uh, Leclerc! Un bebé! Uhm...I'm grand-dad!" Fernando blurted out, his English more broken than usual.

"Uh-huh... and him?" the receptionist pointed at Lance with a raised eyebrow.

"He's grand-dad. Also."

"Hi." Lance smiled and gave her a small wave. The receptionist looked back and forth between them, cogs turning in her head as she assessed the situation.

"Right..." she said and then turned to her computer to find where Carlos and Charles were. "Did you say Sainz?"

"Sí, uh... Yes. Carlos Sainz."

"And your name?"

"Fernando Alonso. Díaz! Alonso Díaz."

"And you?"

"Lance Stroll Díaz. S-T-R-O-L-L." Lance spelled out for her.

"Huh, you all have different last names?" she looked at Fernando a little confused.

"Yes." Fernando answered and she turned back to her computer, blowing out a breath of air as she typed all their names into the system. Fernando was struggling to stay in place, and Lance put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

"Okay..." the receptionist handed them a piece of paper. "I'll just need your signature here. They're in waiting room 21, just follow the yellow line on the floor and you'll find there."

"Gracias." Fernando said and hastily scribbled his name on the paper and then charged off. Lance chuckled after him and shook his head. He then carefully wrote his own name down, handing the paper back to the woman.

"Sorry. He's a bit extreme."

"Grandparents often are. Congratulations, by the way."

"Thank you."

[juliets-roller-derby-awesomeness]

quick little drabble based on @famkoe's prompt: the chief has reluctantly approved an undercover mission starring lassiter. Lassiter is determend to show how great he is at this. Shawn is Just confused about why lassie Just walked into his favourite gay bar.(shassie)

Sean was two drinks in on the dance floor. His shirt had mysteriously unbuttoned itself and the DJ was halfway through [music]. And the edges of his world were starting to get fuzzy just the way he likes them.

gus had refused to come tonight on account of "there are never any girls at that place"to which Sean pointed out

"Gus, don't be a limp piece of confetti in the morning after a birthday party. that's the point buddy. no girls just men. And some boys. A fair few lads as well. Come on. We see girls all the time. "

unfortunately, Sean had lost that argument, and so it was forced to face the gay club alone. :(. he was working to rectify that situation, settling up to a taller man With an umbrella in his cup, when something caught Sean's eye.

He tilted his head and squinted – inwardly smiling at what Gus's reaction would've been – and focused on the shoes he could just make out from behind a throng of people across the bar.

he recognized those dark brown men's casual loafers from somewhere. Flipping for his memory, he realized they were the same shoes Lassie have been wearing that day at the police station.

Sean abruptly left the conversation he had been half paying attention to holding up a finger in the direction of tight pants. he hurried over to the crowd of people and yes. It was detective Carlton Lassiter.

well, Carlton Lassiter yes. Detective? Sean had never seen a detective wearing nothing but a tight green mesh top and Jean shorts with a bandanna in both back pockets. Lassie's back was pressed up against a bar, overwhelmed by the five men all crowding around him, trying to buy him drinks. Sean grabbed his elbow and said loudly "come on Ted. Let's get you home. " And turn it to the nearest bathroom.

when they reached the men's room shawn pulled carlton through the door as 2 other men stumbled out, far more inebriated that shawn was.

"spencer what the hell are you doing here? i won't have you blowing my cover just because the chief wouldn't put you on the bone street case." lassie hissed at him while checking under the stall doors for eves-droppers

"bone street? blow your cover? lassie i was just dancing when i saw those horrible shoes, i mean, seriously man, who wears boat shoes to a night out? don't answer that i have a better question, how did it work?? those twinks were crawling all over you maybe i should dress like it's my uncle's wedding next time"

"they're not boat shoes spencer they're men's casual shoes. they go with any outfit even..." lassiter looked down and looped a finger around a black and gold string of his shirt "this thing" he finished

shawn looked down at the taller man's shirt, unable to stop staring at the waves of salt and pepper hair tangled in the tight garment

"shawn!" he yelled. shawn looked up, getting the feeling his name had been said several times.

just then a knock came at the door and the two made eye contact, lassiter determined and shawn mischievous.

before the detective could say anything shawn said

"lassie do you trust me?"

"no."

"well, you can't be hiding a gun in those shorts and we're on my turf so just follow my lead" he said quickly as the door handle turned

"i- what? sha-" lassiter spluttered as shawn stood on his tiptoes to meet his lips

as their mouths touched shawn pushed him to the wall, one hand up by his face, pinning him in and the other slipped underneath the waistband of the jean shorts by carlton's hip.

shawn broke the kiss for a split second as the door was opening to hiss "hands on my ass big boy"

carlton complied, not entirely sure if he liked being called a big boy but the zing that went through his body as he awkwardly grabbed shawn's but was undeniable.

through the rushing in his ears lassiter could hear a quiet chuckle from the door way and a man say "i'll just use the ladies' then" before the door closed

expecting shawn to stop he put his hands down, but instead shawn's teeth moved lower to meet his ear. in a moment he would deny later, carlton closed his eyes, waiting for shawn to kiss his neck, but instead shawn whispered in a jovial and seductive tone "by the way, ted, the guy in the with the orange shirt who was trying to buy you a whiskey killed that girl two weeks ago. you might want to bring him in for questioning" before walking out the door and back onto the dance floor, leaving carlton reeling

[wandabear]

The only one for me (is you) - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER

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Summary: On her wedding day, Wanda catches a glance with the girl in charge of the flowers at the ceremony, and realizes that it is with her, with whom she wants to spend the rest of her life.

Based on the movie 'Imagine me and you'. Requested by: @imnotasuperhero. She wanted the exact whole movie! And I did my best, ofc. Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

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CHAPTER 1ㅤ | ㅤ CHAPTER 2 ㅤ ㅤ| ㅤ CHAPTER 3 FINALE

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“So, you promise me the whole matchmaking thing is over, right?” Vision asked while pushing the shopping cart through that supermarket.

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“Last night was a big success. They left together.” Wanda said taking a ketchup bottle and dropping it in the car.  “That distant sound you hear is wedding bells.”

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“Wanda, you didn't get it?” Vision frowned.  “Oh my gosh, you're so naive!”

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“Get what?” Wanda asked confused, standing still for a moment as Vision moved forward leaving her behind. What was he talking about?

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“Well, the thing you didn't know about Y/N is the fact that she's...” Vision was going to tell the truth, that Y/N was a lesbian and that she confessed it to him last night. But he stopped so fast when he nearly collided with another cart. “Y/N is… right here. HEY!”

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Vision smiled widely trying to hide his nervousness, watching as Y/N pushed her cart next to another girl. A beautiful girl with black hair, pale as snow. She was wearing a hoodie twice her size, seemed like she hadn't known the sun for a long time.

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“Hi!” they all exclaimed greeting each other, feeling the uncomfortable tension for a few seconds.

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“Weirdest thing, we were just talking about you.” The englishman said turning to see his wife, but Wanda only seemed to have eyes for Y/N and that woman who didn't even know who she was.

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“Oh, all nice, I hope.” Y/N joked, soon she noticed how Jules was watching them curiously. “Oh, sorry. Vision, Wanda, this is Jules. Jules, this is Vision and Wanda.”

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“Hi, Vision.” Jules waved at them. “Hi, Wanda.”

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Feeling Wanda's penetrating gaze, Jules turned to see her best friend and telepathically begged her to keep going.

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“Oh, yep!” Y/N hurried over, noticing Jules's gaze. “So, Saturday shopping?”

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“It is, yes.” Vision nodded.

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“Amazing. Enjoy it. And listen, thanks for dinner. We should definitely...” Y/N tried out of courtesy but of course, maybe it wouldn't happen again. Never.

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“Of course.” Wanda and Vision said at the same time.

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“Okay. Well, have a nice rest of shop.” Y/N smiled once more and hugged Jules's arm, leading her from that place as fast as she could.

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She tried to hide the blush on her face and the obvious desire to kick herself. Of course Jules noticed, but didn’t say anything.

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“So, are you going out tonight, 'cause I was thinking...” Y/N started to walk quickly trying to get away but Jules stopped her.

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“Whoa, lad. What the hell was going on there?” she asked curiously.

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“I can’t do this.”

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“Come on, you can trust me.” Jules grabbed two cereal boxes and dropped them in the cart.  “I won't say anything. Keep my bake shut.. as always.”

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“Okay, kinda.” Y/N begged. “Please, don't tease.”

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“Oi!” Jules chuckled, shaking her head. “She's not just heterosexual. She's like, barbie heterosexual. And that accent?!”

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Jules took some cans of tuna and dropped them in the cart when she again watched that couple whispering.

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Two halls to the left, Wanda and Vision were chatting in whispers.

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“That's what I'm trying to tell you. Y/N is gay!”

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“She's gay.” Wanda gasped, understanding everything suddenly. Of course.

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“Hey, you reckon that's the girlfriend?” Vision looked at her mischievously.

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As if it were the work of fate, they crossed paths again in another of the aisles.

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“Hey. How ye doin'?” Jules turned quickly to approach them, being cursed by Y/N in whispers. “We were just talkin' about ye this time, lads.”

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“Oh yes? And what were you talking about?” Vision asked curiously.

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“Baby, we'll be late for kickoff.” Wanda said trying to be nice, hugging her husband's arm.

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Vision looked at her confused until he noticed Wanda's gaze on him. He knew that look so well.  “Yes! Sport thing, football team.”

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“Oh, how darling. Isn't that darling, Y/N?” Jules looked at Y/N who was grinning widely, trying to think of something good and not die right there from awkwardness.

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“Good, well, I hope you win.” Y/N responded quickly by trying to escape.

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Vision smiled, suddenly dropped a huge bombshell:  “Jules, are you gay?”

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That question took the three women by surprise, their eyes widened, especially Jules who smiled even more.

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“Oh, god.” Wanda swallowed, so embarrassed.

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“Am I gay?” The Irish woman repeated and then chucked, Y/N seemed to beg any god to open up the Earth and swallow her. “I’m irish.”

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“And are you two...” Vision narrowed her curious blue eyes.

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“No. We're not.” Y/N quickly answered.

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Jules took the opportunity to annoy Y/N, leaving a nice kiss on her cheek. “She loves another.”

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Y/N rolled her eyes and hugged her back, making the couple laugh. “Okay, we… we have to go. I... I'll call you.”

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“Do! 'cause we should definitely... do this, one more time.” Vision pointed at them.

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“Definitely.” Y/N nodded. “We're going that way.”

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“Yeah, bye again!”

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Y/N took Jules arm and pulled her to leave quickly. Vision moved away to get some bread, but Wanda remained still in the same place, watching as Y/N walked away from her with that girl. She couldn't understand what she was feeling. Disappointment? Perhaps from wanting to befriend Y/N and fail. Yeah, it sure was that.

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“You know if there's a travel section, darling?” 

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Vision's voice brought her out of her thoughts, realizing she was still holding the cup of tea in her hands. Both were still in bed, reading the newspaper.

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The Sokovian handed him the travel section and the sweetened cup of tea, just the way he liked it.

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“Thank you.” Her husband whispered focused on reading.  “Anyway, I was talking to John Walker yesterday.”

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“That man's an asshole.” Wanda whispered exhausted just remembering the moment at their wedding.

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“That man is an arse indeed.” Vision repeated, nodding. “But he's got this really sweet girlfriend. God knows what she found to love about him, but she does. He cheats on her like a nutter.”

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The blonde sighed. But those words left Wanda in limbo, completely thoughtful.

She decided to get out of bed and change clothes, when the blond man noticed it he looked at her mischievously, patting the bed.

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“Oh, come back to bed.”

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 “I'm up now.” She was definitely not in the mood. Took the shirt she found first and put it on. “Does she know?”

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“Who?”

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“John’s girlfriend.”

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“Well, I'm like, ‘If you wanna leave, tell her’.” Vision sighed and shrugged, looking back at his beautiful wife. Maybe a little morning sex wouldn't hurt the soul. “You're really up?”

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“I really am.” Wanda smiled kindly and finished zipping up her pants. “Maybe he doesn't want to leave.”

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“What?”

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“I mean…” She took a comb and tied her hair into a ponytail. “Maybe he- he doesn't know what he wants.”

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“He should figure it out before someone gets hurt.”

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Wanda remained thoughtful, watching her husband once more. Vision was an incredible man, he was the good, faithful, kind and funny man that everyone wanted to have. How many people constantly asked for one like him? He was too good for this world.

And there she was, feeling more confused than ever.

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“Why are you looking at me?” Vision asked when he realized that Wanda was looking at him with a certain… devotion? Or so he thought. True she looked at him with so much guilt.

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“'Cause you're a good person.” The sokovian approached and kissed his forehead before leaving the room.

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“It's my daughter's school presentation.” Pietro said as they entered through the huge school gate. “You should've let me get T-shirts made.”

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“Come on, honey, I know you're proud of our little girl, but she doesn't want that.” Monica patted her husband's shoulder.

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They walked through the long corridors until they saw a brunette waiting outside one of the classrooms. This time she left her leather jacket at home, she just wore a blazer presentable enough.

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“Hey, Y/N. What are you doing here? Good to see you.” Pietro asked so happy to see her.

Wanda frowned, not knowing how he knew Y/N, but then she remembered that the two of them talked and laughed a lot in her wedding.

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“Well, Luna invited me. She asked me if I could come... I thought you guys knew.” She felt embarrassed but Monica nodded, smiling. Wanda couldn't say anything, she just looked at Y/N as if she couldn't believe the brunette was there. And looking so damn good.

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One of the teachers left the room to finally invite them in: “Luna’s ready to start now.”

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They all entered the classroom, they took seats in the chairs where their names were. Funny thing was that Wanda and Y/N had to sit together, almost on the final bench.

The lights went out, the place was only illuminated by some Christmas lights and small disco balls, as well as shining stars.

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“This is space. Space is many light years away…” The girl related to everyone, she seemed nervous holding that huge flashlight.  “Light years are not measured in days or months, but in kilometers. There's a good reason for this, but I don't quite understand it yet.”

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Y/N and Wanda watched everything so fascinated, smiling at how beautiful everything turned out. The brunette wasn’t going to say that she helped Luna a bit, but she felt really proud.

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‘This bit is the Milky Way. It's made up of lots of stars  and lots of celestial phenona... Phemona...’  Luna stopped, panicking as she tried to say that word that never came out right. The little girl swallowed hard and stared at Y/N, asking for help but the brunette just whispered to her: ‘you can do it.’

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Luna took a deep breath, taking courage as Y/N taught her.

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“Phenonema. One of the best constellations is Ursa Major... which is Latin for Big Bear. I like bears, one of my friends is a bear.”

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Little Luna winked at Y/N and continued to move around the room, pointing out some stars and planets.

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“It's called that because one day in the olden times -that never really happened- a naughty god called Zeus wanted to go to bed with someone he wasn't married to.”

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Y/N turned to see Wanda, oh that woman was gorgeous. So unique. She settled a hand on the bench they sat on, but the warmth she felt surprised her. Her hand touching Wanda's, such an intimate touch.

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“His wife was about to catch him and be very cross... so Zeus turned his girlfriend into a bear. But Mrs. Zeus...”

The Sokovian turned to see Y/N and their gazes met once more, under the stars. Well, some fake stars but the darkness embraced them again allowing them to feel at ease.

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Wanda detailed Y/N's beautiful face, her eyes, her nose, her lips. The small scar behind her eyebrow, what happened there? She was dying to know, dying to know about her.

Wanda tuck a lock behind y/n's ear, caressing her cheek with a delicacy impossible to hide. She leaned in, ready to kiss those soft lips and finally know the taste. What the hell was wrong with her?

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She didn’t care. Her heart just seemed to be pounding so fast, finally found its half.

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“And that's everything you need to know about space.”

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Luna's voice brought Wanda out of her fantasies.

Y/N was by her side, applauding Luna with enormous pride. Wanda began to applaud too, although completely stunned by that fantasy.

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“It was good, right?” Wanda asked in the school yard, watching how the girls ran out to go with their parents.  

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“Really good. Amazing.” Y/N smiled proudly, she went down a few steps so that this time Wanda would be taller than her this time.

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“You’ve to go, right?” Wanda snapped so fast.

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Y/N shook her head, confused.  “No, I don't. I'm okay.”

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“Y/N, I… ” Wanda looked down to play with her rings. God, this was so hard. “I think that we should talk about something that...”

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Y/N looked up to meet those green eyes, that adorable smile. She was so in love, why was the world doing this to her? Why did she have to be in love with a married woman? Besides the fact that she was straight, all the rules were being broken.

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“It's just, I don't know. When I'm with you...” Wanda licked her lips, she was about to continue but Y/N stopped her.

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“Yeah, I do have to go.”

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She chickened out. Couldn't let her do something like that, right? Y/N had to stop Wanda. Even Y/N didn't know what the hell she was doing.

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“Actually, I've just realized I've got a delivery. A birthday party, yeah.” Y/N swallowed and went down the remaining steps.

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Feeling a pang in her heart, Wanda nodded.  “Oh, yeah, right. You go.”

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The blonde watched as Y/N left quickly,leaving her about to release everything she felt inside. Maybe it was for the best. Wanda walked around the place a little nervous, now happy to see how Luna came out of the school and ran towards her.

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Wanda quickly typed on her laptop and stopped to read the report she had to send to her boss soon. She was at her house sharing a pleasant moment with friends.

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“Girls… Listen to this.” She turned to see Natasha, Monica and Darcy who were on the sofa, sharing a delicious cup of cappuccino and a nice chat about how Yelena was going to introduce her sister to one of her best friends.

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“In her acceptance speech, the distinguished scientist, paid tribute to her husband. Tomorrow the pair celebrate their 42nd wedding anniversary... after eloping together on the day they met. When asked how they could possibly have known it would all work out Professor Harrison replied:” Wanda read under the watchful eye of her friends.  “You don't know. You can never be sure but you take the plunge anyway. Sure is for people who don't love enough.”

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Wanda turned to see them when she heard an 'aww' . “Do you guys believe in love at first sight?”

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"I married mine." Monica smiled.

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“Well, it saves time.” Darcy joked.

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Nat just shook her head.

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“No. Really, that you could meet someone and just...” Wanda whispered thoughtfully, thinking about Y/N. It was so different. “Look at someone across a room and with that one glance you could look in their eyes and see their soul. Do you believe that could happen?”

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“No.” Monica narrowed her eyes. “I wanted to kick your brother at first, then I fell in love.”

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“Absolutely not.” Darcy shook her head, very determined.

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“Yeah, me neither.” Wanda looked back at her screen, pouting a bit dissapointed. But then, a new text made her roll her eyes.

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“Darling, do you want to see a movie together tonight? Pick some and then we choose together.” – Vis.

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Why Vision always do that? Why wasn't he able to choose something by himself or just... surprise her? Ugh.

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After chatting for a while, the blonde closed the door after her friends left and sighed deeply. Now with her home completely alone, Wanda took the opportunity to relax for a while until Vision was back home.

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The sokovian dropped onto the sofa and took control to watch a sitcom, when her finger wandered all over the streaming screen, until she found something that caught her attention.

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“Mrs. Jones Diaries.” Wanda frowned, the cover showed a beautiful woman being watched by another in a slightly lustful way. Wanda hesitated to click, but after all, she was alone, right? The curiosity was stronger.

Decided to watch that movie to find out what the hell was interesting about all that, being a… lesbian. Or bisexual, right?

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“Oh, Mrs. Jones, please keep doint it!’  moaned the girl in the movie while another woman devoted herself faithfully to please her. Wanda cocked her head, arching an eyebrow when she saw explicitly what was happening, her cheeks flushed quickly.

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The moans grew louder, especially when the front door opened.

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“Darling, are you home?”

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Vision. Of course. Wanda hurried to get up and try to turn off the tv as quickly as she could.

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“Oh, God! So glad to see you.” Vision smiled as soon as he saw her. She wished she could feel that way too. “The morning I've had! I just had to get away, you know? Shall I burn some dinner?”

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He approached to kiss his wife, and although she tried to feel that magic that everyone explained in a romantic way, there was nothing there.

The englishman turned on the tv to watch the news or something like that, but the first thing he saw was the streaming screen, telling him if he wanted to continue watching that movie.

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“And here's one I haven't seen before.” Vision frowned in amusement. “Mrs… Jones?”

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Wanda let out a fake giggle, smacking her forehead. “Oh, I’m so dumb, was trying to find another movie, I was looking for 'Mrs. Doubtfire' and that came out. SILLY ME!” She swallowed. “Please, take it off.”

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“Yeah…” Vision smirked.  “I mean, what, it's porn, right? It's degrading. It's offensive.”

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“God, yes!” Wanda exclaimed in embarrassment.

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“Yeah. Let's watch it anyway.” Vision was going to hit play but Wanda took control away from him, removing the movie once and for all.  “Come on, Wanda, I mean, things have been getting a bit slack in that department recently. We... We haven't had much time to be… intimate.”

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And he was right. They haven't had sex for a long time, much less the kind of sex that drives you completely crazy and makes you want someone with so much passion, tear your clothes apart and feel your legs tired from so much pleasure.

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“I know it's my fault and it's...” He started, taking Wanda's hand.

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“No, it's mine. I just-...” She shrugged.  “I don't wanna watch that.”

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Vision frowned a bit curious. “Why?”

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“It doesn't turn me on.” She lied, definitely. Although to tell the truth, they had never talked about this kind of intimacy. Wanda got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen to make some dinner.

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It was a beautiful and cold night, perfect to enjoy it. Wanda and Vision attended that fair and fireworks show at Primrose Hill. Alexei thought that it would be a good time to get the whole family together. And it was true, the truth is it was so fun. While Vision, Pietro and Alexei had walked away to buy something to eat, Wanda watched that spectacle trying to turn a deaf ear to her mother's comments.

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“Belochka, I don't know what to do about your father. He's never been the last of the red hot lovers...” Melina shrugged, not seeing how Wanda tried not to be traumatized. She wished with all her heart that Natasha was there. “But, recently, it's got to the point where he's jealous of stiff wind.”

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The Sokovian closed her eyes, wondering how much more she could take until Vision finally came back.

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“Hey, you guys.” He took one last bite of his hot dog.

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Melina smiled seeing them hug each other.  “Now, how are my grandchildren coming along?”

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Begging her husband with her eyes, Wanda asked: “Could you get me away from her, please?”

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“Just hinting, darling.” Melina said aloud as she watched Vision take Wanda by the hand, disappearing into the crowd.  “One wants to have them while one's still young enough to pick them up.”

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Alexei came to her side finishing his hotdog, licking his fingers while laughing excitedly at the sight of the fireworks. Grimacing and rolling her eyes, Melina gave up.

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As they got lost among the people, Wanda sighed, leaving a great weight behind.

She didn't want to disappoint Melina or Alexei, they gave her everything in life. A home, food, family, and she wasn't going to deny that ever since she met Vision, they loved him. What would her parents think if they knew that a woman -she met no long ago- was making her destroy that whole life?

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“You know, what I do with your parents is remind myself... that if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have you.” Vision told her with a certain tenderness, making Wanda snap out of her thoughts.

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Wanda smiled tenderly, hugging him tightly. He was her best friend for a long time, one of the people who support her the most. How could she let him down?

She closed her eyes in that embrace until a scream caught her attention.

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“Come on, J!”

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That voice. Wanda turned to look for the owner of her thoughts and found Y/N taking her friend, Jules, by the hand to get lost among the people.

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“What's up, darling?” Vision noticed how she tensed.

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“Vision, can we go home? I don't feel quite well.”  She made a face at her husband, who, surprised, just nodded ready to leave.

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“Come on, J!” Y/N took her best friend's arm and led her further, asking everyone for permission to come by. Jules smiled, nodding slowly.

Why did she let her friend take her out of the house on such a cold night?

But it was worth it, the fireworks lit up the whole sky. They both smiled watching the show, especially Y/n, who turned around to see her cousin enjoying the moment, finally.

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She wanted to help her so badly. She wished that Jules could get out of the lonely nights and books, that she would start to get out of that huge hole.

Y/N was there, not knowing that in the distance two green eyes were watching her, curious and a bit jealous.

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“Now, remember, if someone asks... you're my child, okay?” Natasha said to little Luna, whom she was holding by the hand. “That keeps idiots from coming up to flirt with me.”

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“Yes, auntie Nat! I mean- Mom!”

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Y/N turned to see those familiar voices and smiled when she saw Luna with Natasha. It was nice to be able to find them among so many people.

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“Hey, beauties!”  Y/N came to greet them and the little girl ran to hug her.  “How you doing?”

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“So good.” Luna smiled widely happy to see her.

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Natasha came over to say hello to Y/N and her date whom she hadn't met yet.

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“Nat, she’s Jules. Jules, she’s Nat.” Y/N nodded, noticing how she looked at each other.

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Neither of them seemed to say anything until the redhead smiled, holding out her hand. “Natasha Romanoff.”

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“Jules Boyd.” She introduced herself squeezing her hand softly, but unable to take her eyes off the redhead. She hadn't seen wonderful things lately but definitely, without a doubt, Natasha was one.

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“Okay…” Y/N raised an eyebrow at that connection. She looked down to see Luna, who was smiling as well. She wasn't the only one who saw those two crushed birds. “Wanna go buy a hot dog?”

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“Yes, ma'am!”

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Wanda crossed the threshold of her house and sighed deeply, taking off the scarf and the enormous coat she was wearing.

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“I'll put the kettle on, babe.” Vision put down his jacket and walked towards the kitchen.

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“I'll have a beer instead.” Wanda sighed, she definitely needed a beer to relax a bit. She wasn't expecting to see Y/N there.

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 Vision stopped and looked at her a bit surprised.  “Really? I was gonna offer that, but...”

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He was quiet. Wanda turned to see him. “But what?”

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The man leaned against the kitchen counter, trying to think through what he was going to say, and if her answer was what he expected.

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“Wanda, are you pregnant?”

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Wanda was going to laugh but noticing Vision's serious look, she just shook her head and stammered: “No. No, I'm not, no.”

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“I just thought it might explain your recent...”  He stopped.

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"My what?" Wanda frowned without understanding.

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“Whatever. Nothing.” Vision shook his head and opened the fridge to get the beer and stopped. “Unless...”

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“Unless what?” Wanda seemed no less confused.

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The man smiled mischievously and began to unbutton his shirt, walking towards her. “Do you want to get pregnant?”

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Far from taking it as a compliment or a sexy invitation, Wanda smiled wryly and rolled her eyes. “You and my mum. Ugh.”

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“Listen, I know we said we were going to wait...” Even though she didn't seem too happy about it, Vision didn't give up.  “…but until what, you know, we're even more settled?”

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Wanda was speechless. How could she even think about having a baby? Everything was getting out of control.

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“Come on, what do you think?” Vision insisted, giving her his best golden retriever look with those huge blue eyes. She babbled like a fish out of water, being saved by the ringing Vision’s phone.

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“Bollocks, I got to take it.” He looked at the screen, showing her who was calling. “John, what's up? No, I've a minute…”

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Wanda took the opportunity to walk and go to the room, with a completely lost and somewhat terrified look. What was she doing? She asked herself one more time. Vision had just given her a huge hint that they could have a baby and the huge guilt inside of wanting someone else.

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Biting her lip, she reached for her phone to find her and call. Those long finger danced across the screen for a few seconds before giving it 'call'. Why was she doing it? She knew that it wasn't okay, but she wanted to listen to Y/N.

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Y/N sighed as she watched Nat and Jules talk pleasantly, sitting on one of the park benches. She decided to give them some space by themselves while she ate a hot dog, but a call interrupted that delicious moment.

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“Hello?” She answered without even seeing who was calling. But no one answered, a complete silence from the other end. Y/N frowned and asked again: “Hello?”

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The call ended.

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On the other end of the call, Wanda panicked and ended up hanging up, quickly putting her phone back in the pocket. Vision returned apologetically, explaining that he had to travel early to Liverpool for the entire weekend. Apparently someone made a big mistake and they had to fix it.

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“Look, I'm really sorry about this, darling... I've to go.” He seemed very sorry.

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Wanda nodded, understanding the situation.  “I'm canceling tuesday then.”

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“What? Tuesday night? No, of course you should still go. You know, I wouldn't put you through my evening for all the-”  

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She shook her head, but as soon as her phone rang, Wanda picked it up without even remembering she called Y/N before.

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“Yeah?”  Wanda frowned but then opened her eyes so big. She called Y/N before. Damn.

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“Hey, it’s Y/N…”

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“Hey, Y/N. H-How are you?” Wanda looked at her husband somewhat nervously. But the man took the opportunity to take the phone from his wife's hands, taking control of the call.

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“Hey, Y/N!” Vision smiled when a wild idea crossed his mind so fast. “What is it?”

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“Vision… How's it going? Nothing. I don't know... My phone just rang and...”

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She was going to keep talking but he quickly cut her off. “Sorry, you busy Tuesday night? Do you fancy escorting my wife somewhere?”

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Y/N stammered blankly, what was wrong with these people? A voice in her mind told her to run away, a thousand times, but she just sighed. Far ahead of her, Natasha and Jules were still chatting and laughing. Something Y/N never thought she would see.

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 “I- I don’t know.”

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Wanda quickly denied looking at her husband but he ignored her. She tried to take the phone but he moved away from her.  “It's just, like, I've got this wanky work thing which I can't get out of. You know, it'll be really great if you could look after Wanda for me.”

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“Vision, stop.” Wanda whispered.

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“Go on, say yes. Please, Y/N.”

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“Umh… okay, yes.”

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“Brilliant!” The blond man exclaimed happily. “Well, Wanda will ring you with the details... and be safe.”

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‘You too. Night.’

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Once Vision finished the call, he handed the phone over to Wanda who seemed quite annoyed.

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“You shouldn't have done that! I hardly know her.” Wanda complained, dropping her phone on the sofa.

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“Yeah, but she's your...” He was thoughtful looking for the word that Wanda had said SO MANY times before. “Soul-mate-for-life type thing. You'll have a belter.”

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Vision left a kiss on his wife's forehead and turned to go to the kitchen and finally get some beers. Wanda followed him, feeling enormous guilt but also some happiness knowing that she would see Y/N again.

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“At least does she know where we're going?”

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The striker had the ball and ran with all his might to score. However, one of the defenders took it from him, so easily. Wanda sighed in frustration while they were watching the game from the stands.

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They arrived and for 35 minutes her team hadn't even scored a goddamn goal. The brunette was quite surprised when she found out that Wanda was a soccer fan. No, not soccer. Football. According to Wanda, that was the real football.

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Y/N kept her hands in her jacket, it was cold but nice enough. Wanda was wearing a pretty burgundy beanie that made her look adorable and gorgeous.

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“Go on, hound him! Hound his legs, chop him!” Wanda yelled pointing at the other player. That made Y/N smile, she definitely seemed like a sports fan.

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“Over there!” Wanda yelled with all her might pointing to the goal but the striker finished losing the ball anyway. “On the left side!”

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“You know, you're…” Y/N wrinkled her nose. “You know, you're kind of shrill.”

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“What?” Wanda turned to see her, so confused. Maybe a little offended too.

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“When you shout.” The dark-haired woman licked her lips and pointed to the field. “You want them to hear your abuse better, you've got to project it.”

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Wanda raised an eyebrow, noticing Y/N's gaze. She looked so…pretty when she showed her stuff. She went from annoyed to somewhat delighted.

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“Teach me then, irish prick.” She challenged her and Y/N n was going to accept the challenge without hesitation.

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“Okay.”  Y/N nodded. “First off, tighten your stomach muscles.”

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Wanda chuckled and shook her head. “I don't think I've got any.”

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“Yeah, you do. You really do.” Y/N smiled and brought her hand to the Sokovian's belly, resting her hand there for a moment.

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“There?” Wanda swallowed.

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“Yep.” Y/N nodded, her heart was about to come out of her chest. “They're right here. Tighten.”

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Wanda tried but nothing happened.

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 “Tense it.”

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“It is pretty tense already!” Wanda exclaimed nervously, definitely feeling the warm hand against her belly was not helping her at all to try to get over it.

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“Okay, next, broaden your diaphragm.”

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Wanda giggled.  “My what?”

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“It's here. Okay, push it out against my hand.”  Y/N watched her tenderly, noticing how Wanda looked ahead a bit restless. Once again, she was lost just looking at her. Just by feeling her scent. “Do you feel my hand?”

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“M-Maybe if you put them both there.” Wanda tried to avoid Y/N’s gaze and not hit herself for what she had just asked for.

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“Fine.” The brunette carefully settled behind her, placing both hands on Wanda’s stomach. A sigh escaped from Wanda's lips, as well as her heart that threatened to break out of her chest. A slight blush on her cheeks when Y/N whispered in her ear:

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“And now, go for the big one.” Y/N whispered. Wanda turned around just to see the brunette, the distance between the two faces was so short. “Imagine the roof of your mouth is a cathedral.”

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Wanda smiled. “No, you've lost me.”

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“Oh, come on!”

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“No, the muscles, the diaphragm, I'm there, but...” The Sokovian rolled her eyes, everything she said was either incomprehensible or impossible.

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“It's a space thing.” Y/N settled next to her again, letting go. Letting Wanda feel the abandonment of her warmth. “All right, your mouth is that big that you have to fill it with sound. Deep from inside, filling the space, then throwing it out.”

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“Ah, yeah?” Wanda rolled her eyes. “Like how?”

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 “Like this.” Y/N cleared her throat a little embarrassed but then took a deep breath. Following the same thing that she said to, Y/N prepared herself to shout:  “YOU’RE A WANKER NUMBER NINE!”

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That was so strong and deep that everyone was silent in that stadium before the power of that voice. Even player number 9, who just gave her the middle finger and kept running.

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“Not bad, huh. That was really loud.” Wanda looked at everyone around her and nodded. Would definitely never question anything Y/N said again.

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“Yeah.” Y/N shrugged, a little awkward.

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An hour later they both left that stadium commenting on the entire game, Wanda's favorite team tied 2-2 in a very interesting game. Better than she expected, she believed that they would lose.

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“All right, so your turn.” Wanda smiled. In the end everything had been quite good.  “Where do you want to go?”

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“I don't care where we go.”  ‘As long as I'm with you’  She thought.

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“Good. I'll decide again.” Wanda narrowed her eyes, watching the streets curiously as they walked together.  “I feel like dancing.”

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“Hold that thought, Wands.” An idea came to Y/N's mind and she just smiled widely, so big that Wanda looked at her curiously, wanting to know what was going through her head.

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“What? What, you know somewhere we should go?”

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“Got an idea.”

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Y/N took Wanda's hand to drag her toward one of her favorite places.

They both had a wonderful night full of laughter. They ate some delicious burguers and drank a delicious pint of beer at an Irish pub that she and her friends used to go to.

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After that, they danced for a long time in one of the dance arcade machines. Wanda was so happy, she didn't know that Y/N also loved to dance in those video games.

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“Come on, this one this time.” Y/N told her while she put some coins and chose one of the most difficult songs, but without a doubt, one of the best:  ‘Beethoven Virus’.

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“Oh no, not that one!” Wanda pouted. “I never knew how to beat that one! Not even with Pietro. He's like a pro on this thing.”

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Y/N took Wanda's hand and looked into her eyes.  “Do you trust me?”

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And how could she not if that woman was looking at her that way? Jeez.

Wanda nodded.

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“Let’s do this.”  Y/N  hit the 'play' and they both settled into their respective places.

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And despite the fact that on the first try, Wanda got a bit confused and they both began to laugh, after two times they managed to beat that difficult song with a score of "A".

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“WE DID IT!” Wanda squealed happily and started to jump, hugging Y/N so tightly it took her by surprise. Definitely one of the best nights of her life.

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They walked together through the cold streets of London, they weren't far from Wanda's flat.

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“Don't you miss the place where you were born?” Wanda asked with her arms crossed, the gloves and the beanie helped against the cold but that night seemed to be the coldest night of the week.

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“Kinda”. Y/N sighed. “But I'm fine here, I got a lot of nice things.”

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Wanda agreed, in that sense she understood too much. She left Sokovia to live in New York, after meeting Vision, she went with him to live in London. London changed her life completely.

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“Do you like what you do?”

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“Of course. I studied Biology all my life, the flower shop helped me a lot. And... it's also something my aunt left us. She died not long ago.” Y/N sighed. “Jules's mum, I mean. My auntie Claire was Jules mum.”

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Wanda frowned a bit, she felt so stupid. “Jules is your… cousin. Oh. I’m sorry. Sorry for your loss.”

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“Its okay.” The brunette just nodded and looked ahead. “It hurted me but the one that hurt the most was Jules. Claire raised us together.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Wanda felt a bit guilty for sticking her nose where she shouldn't. She bit her lower lip, trying to save the moment. “Okay, tell me about the lily.”

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“What?”

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“Tell me what my favorite flower means.” Wanda dared her, moving to make the cold go away. “Please?”

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“You don't want to know about the lily.”  Y/N shook her head, while waiting to cross the street.  

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“But I do!”

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“Ask me about the azalea.”

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The blonde rolled her eyes. “All right. What about the azalea?”

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“The azalea means, ‘May you achieve financial security’.” The brunette laughed as Wanda wrinkled her nose. It couldn't be more boring, of course.

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“Ugh, boring. Now, tell me about the lily.” She nudged her with her body making Y/N sigh. Spending time with Y/N was nice, so…smooth. That she felt that time was slipping through her fingers. Feeling so... happy.

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“The lily means...” Y/N tried but stopped, turning to look at her. Standing face to face, Wanda forgot how it was to breathe.” The lily means, ‘I dare you to love me’.”

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Y/N said with that lovely accent. She smiled at Wanda and crossed the street, leaving her completely dumbfounded.

Whas that…? No, it wasn’t. Right?

Wanda jogged to catch up with her, crossing the next street together. Y/N smiled at her charmingly, enjoying the night.

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“Well, thanks for this evening.”  The brunette said when she saw that the Sokovian woman's flat was half a block away.

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“Thank you.” Wanda sighed. Despite not wanting to see her at first, it was one of the most beautiful nights she had lately.

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“It was my birthday, you know?” Y/N confessed, looking at the ground a bit embarrassed.

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“What?! Today? You should've said!” Wanda exclaimed in surprise. “We could have made a cake, quit football… that was your day.”

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“It’s okay, I loved spending time with you.” Y/N let out the most sincere words from her heart, knowing that it could be dangerous.

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 Wanda nodded, accepting that beautiful gesture.  “Mine is close too.”

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“We are practically soulmates, don't you think?” Y/N said stopping in front of Wanda's driveway. They were definitely something more than that, but neither was going to take a step to accept it.

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“This is my...” Wanda sighed, sad that the night ended here.

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She looked at Y/N's beautiful eyes for a moment, that devotion with which the brunette looked at her was beginning to drive her crazy.

Couldn't think about it anymore, she didn't want to think about it anymore. Her heart was taking control of her mind, and it was telling Wanda to act once and for all, leaving the fear behind.

Wanda moved forward to close the distance and kiss those lips, but the light of a car blinded her for a moment, making her to stop so close, about to touch them.

The oxygen began to lack when feeling the warmth, feeling her mouth so close and in such an intimate way.

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It was now or never.

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“Okay, good night.” She moved away to open the gate and enter the building, without even looking back.

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“Night…” Y/N whispered feeling her heart pound so hard it would break her chest.

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What did just happened? Y/N just shook her head and started walking to home.

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Wanda entered her room already with her pajamas on, trying not to make noise and wake up Vision. Her green eyes kept lost in nothing, her thoughts were taking her to unexpected places.

Once she settled on the bed, she stared at the ceiling for half an hour until Vision started to growl, sensing the presence of a warm body on bed.

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“Your feet.” The blond man mumbled sleepily.

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“Are they cold?” Wanda whispered.

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“Yeah, a bit.” Vision turned around so he could hug her from behind, taking possession of her waist and falling asleep again. But Wanda's gaze was still lost, feeling that those arms no longer felt the same way. That hug didn't make her feel warmth in her belly, did she ever feel it?

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ A loud sound woke her from her thoughts, or rather from how comfortable she felt falling asleep on her best friend's couch.

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“Morning, my friend.” The russian handed her the coffee cup. Wanda smiled sleepily and accepted it; the smell of freshly brewed coffee made her eyes widen.

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“I’m sorry, I didn’t-” Wanda sighed. “I didn't sleep well.”

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“I think you haven't slept at all.” Natasha teased, raising an eyebrow. “Good night with Vis?”

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“N-No.” The blonde sat on the sofa, sipping the coffee. “Shut up.”

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“Okay, what is it, Wands?”

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“Just my job, you know...” She set the cup aside and was silent for a moment, trying to think of how to say what she wanted to say. “Nat… Umh… Did you ever, you know... cross the street?”

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As surprised as if she had been hit by a truck, Natasha frowned, not understanding where that question came from.  “That depends on what the hell you're talking about.”

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“I mean, did you ever... liked, or think you might've briefly, before you realized you didn't…” Wanda seemed to get entangled with her own words, how could she say it without Nat noticing everything? Or make fun of her.

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Natasha cut her off, trying to save her.  “Wan? You can ask, you’re my sister.”

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The blonde took a moment to relax. She knew that Natasha would never judge her, well, maybe if she finds out about Y/N, of course a little angry. She sure would tell Wanda that she's an asshole for hurting Vision, but…she would never judge her, would she?

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“Have you ever been interested in another woman?” She finally let go.

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The Russian didn't make fun of it or something like that, she just looked at her tenderly.

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“Wanda, you know I did.”

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“Yeah, sorry, it’s just…” Wanda just inhaled deeply. “I'm just curious, I just... umh, I think... a friend of mine is lesbian... No, bisexual, I think, and well... I wouldn't want to hurt her. I want to learn.”

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“That's very nice, Wands.” Nat looked down at her cup, also thinking for a moment before speaking. “Actually, I'm going out with a girl tomorrow. As a date... I wanted to tell you that.” Natasha bit her lower lip.

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“Yeah? Oh, wow! I mean, awesome! What does it feels?” Wanda settled to listen intently, opening her green eyes so wide that she made her sister laugh.

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“Well...” Narrowing her eyes for a moment, Natasha just shrugged. “The same? I mean, she's a girl. Very pretty one, by the way. She feels exactly the same as… a dude? Or maybe, different. She's kind, she's funny... she makes me laugh, she has an accent, oh god. I don’t know.”

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Wanda just nodded slowly, trying to fake the prettiest and happiest smile her sister has ever seen.

For the most part, she was very happy to know that Natasha wanted to move on in life and leave this crazy single life.

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But she also felt envy, a healthy envy perhaps? That she could do it. That Nat could have the chance to meet a woman and fall in love, and she couldn't.

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Why did she feel like this? This was so horrible.

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“So, tell me about you, Vision’s taking you to dinner tonight?” Nat asked curiously.

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“In fact… I'm taking him.”

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“Nice. Tell me more about it.”

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But despite the fact that dinner was pleasant enough, the ride home had been one of the quietest of their lives.

Vision kept her gaze ahead, trying to think about what was happening in their marriage lately, while Wanda looked out the window, thinking about Y/N.

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In a desperate attempt to regain their passion, they tried to have sex in the car, parking at one of the city's viewpoints.

Wanda thought it would be good to revive the passion, exciting, to try something new. While Vision didn’t stop complaining saying that he didn't understand why they should do those things having a home, a comfy bed.

Anyway, they couldn't even make it as they were interrupted by a couple trying to do the same.

They returned home accompanied by a sad silence, knowing that everything was broken but neither would admit it.

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“So, what would you like for dinner tonight?” Y/N asked as she was on the phone with Jules, while she arranged the huge flower buckets outside the Garden.

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“That's exactly what I wanted to talk to ye ‘bout...”  Jules's voice was heard on the phone, but when the girl was about to say something, Y/N stopped her. A beautiful blonde was walking towards her with a hurried step as if she was possessed by the devil.

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“Jules, I'll call you right away.” She ended the call and put her phone away, grinning widely at the blonde.  “Hey, Wands. I’m-”

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“No, no, you're not happy to see me!” Wanda seemed really upset or worried, she didn't know which one.  “You can't. I don't want you to be happy to see me.”

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The brunette frowned blankly, she followed Wanda into the flower shop. “Umh… Okay?”

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Wanda turned on her heels, really nervous. She didn't even want to look Y/N in the eyes, she couldn't or she would fall at her feet.  “So, I'm here because I don't know what's going on.”

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The Sokovian began to walk in circles, expressing what she felt while Y/N looked at her frowning, no idea what was wrong with Wanda now.

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“You make me feel something. Something I absolutely cannot feel.”

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Hearing that, Y/N nodded and swallowed hard.

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“I'm married, Y/N!”  Wanda pointed to herself.  

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A bit dramatic, perhaps.

Y/N just kept her hands in her jacket pocket, leaning against the wall. She wasn't going to say anything, because every time she wanted to, Wanda would interrupt her.

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“I'm married, for Christ's sake. I have a husband, this...” Wanda was panicking, for sure. “This man that I... This lovely guy. He's done nothing wrong.”

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“Hi! I was wondering if you could help me?” A happy guy entered the flower shop.  “I'm hoping to start a herb garden. It's a pretty little corner space...”

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Wanda just rolled her eyes and walked away, locking herself in the back room of the flower shop.

Y/N just took two pretty plants and handed them over, pushing him towards the door. “Here, lad, take these. On the house. Go.”

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The brunette closed the door and walked towards the back, meeting Wanda who seemed to be in a crisis.

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“Okay, so do you understand? You have to understand, Y/N.” Wanda begged. “I can't do this. I can't actually do this.”

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“Wanda… Listen.” She tried but couldn't even say a damn word. Y/N's heart seems to sink lower and lower with each of those words.

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“So whatever it is or was, it's got to stop, and it's got to stop now. Do you understand?”  Giving her the coldest look she could manage, the Sokovian started toward the door. “It's over.”

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Licking her lips, trying to stay okay, Y/N listened as the door closed behind her. She felt so confused, as if a huge train hit her at 200 km/h in the wrong lane.

All those conflicting feelings in her mind, in her heart, shook again like the whole world of hers when Wanda came back through the door with a determined step, a regretful look and a decision.

Without hesitating one more second, Wanda kissed the brunette's lips, losing herself for the first time in paradise.

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Maybe it took her a milisecond to react, but when she felt the warmth of those lips, Y/N just hugged her waist, making that long-awaited kiss the most passionate and needy she has ever had.

Slowly, Y/N pushed her towards the sofa surrounded by beautiful red roses as they both shared delicious kisses and passionate caresses.

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Wanda finely felt like coming home. Discovering that what you wanted so much was exactly as you imagined it or even better than that, Y/N and Wanda smiled between kisses like teenagers in love.

Y/N helped Wanda out of her shirt as the flower shop door opened. They parted quickly, their hair tousled and amused looks.

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“For fuck’s sake, bet it's another customer.” Y/N whispered and Wanda giggled, leaning down to steal another kiss from her. For a few seconds she had forgotten the whole world around her.

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“Hello? Y/N?” That voice. That unrecognizable English accent made both of them part in fright.

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The universe once again cruelly reminded them where they were standing.  “Y/N, you in the back?”

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The look of terror and guilt was reflected in Wanda's eyes, who looked at the door, terrified that Vision would see them.

Y/N hurried, looking at herself before leaving the room.

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“Sorry, I was… stocking some… flowers.” Y/N stammered nervously, how agitated she was seemed to give her away as did her rosy cheeks.  “Hey.”

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“Hey yourself.”  The man smirked as if he had realized something. Oh, boy. If only he knew.

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“What do you want, Vision?” Maybe that came out more harsh than she expected.

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“Buy some flowers. What else?”

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“Yeah, sorry. Flowers, of course.” She felt ashamed.  Come on, Y/N. You can do better than this.

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“Not for me, for Wanda. Recently, she's just been a bit...” The blond began to walk around the store looking at some flowers, trying to choose the most beautiful ones.  “I don't know.”

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Wanda, who was listening on the other side of the store, just lowered her gaze in embarrassment.

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“But you know what they say... there's nothing quite so cheering as a well-timed bloom. So, I thought one of your finest arrangements.”

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“Sure, absolutely.” Y/N couldn't even meet his eyes, she just nodded.  “What does she like?”

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“You know what she likes.” The man met Y/N's eyes, who tried to hold her gaze without lowering it. Would look like a guilty woman, and that would lead to more chaos. Right? He knew that Y/N knew Wanda quite well.   “Lilies. She likes lilies.”

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“Lilies? Right, well, that's simple.” She nodded and pointed to the flowers.

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“So, did you enjoy the football the other night?” Vision asked while looking at one of the sunflowers curiously.

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“It was an experience.”  Carefully, the brunette cut the most beautiful of the lillies and arranged them in a pretty bouquet, looking down at the guilt that choked her. She told herself that she had to do it, she had to lie to him one last time.

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“How did you find Wanda?” Vision asked. She paused for a moment at the mention of the woman who had stolen her heart forever.

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“Fine. I mean, I wouldn't...” Y/N babbled nervously. “Fine.”

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“I was just wondering if she said anything about me or…” He watched as Y/N took the huge bouquet and brought it to him, but not before putting a pretty bow in the Sokovian's favorite color.  “I just think I'm doing something wrong, is all.” Vision confessed with a sad and tired look, you could tell that something was not leaving him alone.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Wanda covered her lips, trying not to let out a sad squeal. Tears began to fall down her face.

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“I mean, that's what I think. And if she said what it is... that I'm doing, or not doing, then I can stop it. Or start, or whatever, you see.” Vision smiled with a certain sadness. “And then be like… We can get back to being like before.”

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Y/N watched him for a moment, she swore to herself not to show anything more than a stoic look. Feeling how the fury boiled inside her,  fury against the universe for making all them suffer like that.

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“She didn't say anything.” she whispered.

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“No, of course… And I've embarrassed you. And myself, which is normal, very normal.” He tried to escape the moment with his kindness and his 'humor'. “These lillies are beautiful. How much do I...”

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“No, they're on the house.” The brunette nodded and although Vision seemed surprised, he took the bouquet and thanked her.

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Vision walked towards the door ready to try one more chance with his wife, when Y/N spoke:

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“You should ask her, you know. Not me.”

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“Bless you, but... I can't ask Wanda if there's anything wrong.” His blue eyes were lost in his inner fears.  “I mean, that's way too scary.”

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“Why?”

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 “What if there is?” He finally confessed before leaving the flower shop. What if Wanda didn't love him anymore? 

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The florist sighed and after making sure he was gone, she went back to the back room of the flower shop so fast, but there was no one there. The window was open, Wanda had undoubtedly escaped.

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Y/N went out into the street to see how Wanda was running away towards the park, without hesitation, she ran after her.

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“Wanda!” Y/N yelled as they crossed the beautiful Primrose Hill park. “Wanda, wait, for fuck’s sake!”

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“Y/N, please, leave!” Wanda shook her head and hurried on but Y/N stepped forward, standing in front of her.

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“Just talk to me!”

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“What do you want me to say?”  She tried to appease everything she felt, everything that came to her mind. Guilt crushed her chest so bad.  “I heard him! Jesus! I'm lying there, and I heard him... a-and he's blaming himself.”

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“You can put an end to this.”

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The Sokovian voice was torn by pain.  “How?”

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“Tell me to go.” That hurt too much. Y/N swallowed hard and just worked up enough courage to stop this. To be chosen by her or hurt right now. “Tell me that's what you want, and I will walk away... and you will never see me again.”

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Wanda watched her for a moment, the silence was broken by the song of the birds. Was she really capable of doing it? That hurt deeply. “Is that what you want?”

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“I want you.” Y/N exclaimed revealing the truth in her heart, finally releasing the beast in her chest. She wanted Wanda, just Wanda. Even if her lives were in pure chaos.

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Wanda's huge eyes filled with tears, not only because of the illusion she felt for a few seconds, but because of her pain knowing that it was impossible. Y/N was confessing her love to her, and she had to throw it away.

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“Y/N…” Wanda gasped.

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“I know.” Y/N nodded and lowered her head, accepting the consequences.

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“I can't...” Wanda wept, feeling a deep pain in her heart.

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“I know.”

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“I’m sorry.” Wanda whimpered, meeting Y/N's sweet gaze once more.

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Sighing deeply, Y/N gave her a sad smile. “We'll be okay.”

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Wanda didn't say anything, just closed her eyes and cried when Y/N wrapped her in a big hug. A necessary hug to get lost in her warmth, to feel the sweet smell of her perfume one last time. Her bodies complemented each other so well, that it seemed like a good match for both of them.

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“Don't forget me.” The brunette whispered in Wanda’s ear and kissed her cheek; a necessary plea.

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“I won't remember anything else.” Wanda whispered before the universe ripped her heart out.

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Taking courage and trying not to cry, Y/N only tightened the hold on her one last time before pulling away, turning and never looking back.

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She had to leave, had to leave her behind, she had to move forward because looking back would end up killing her.

Wanda just stood in the same place for a long time, watching how the love of her life left her forever.

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Y/N's gaze remained lost somewhere in the flower shop, trying not to burst into tears or something like that.

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How had she allowed herself to get this far? She cursed herself one more time, shaking her head. Wasn't even able to tell her best friend, too much guilt inside. Y/N felt a lot of shame too, how to admit that she broke up a beautiful marriage.

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“I’m such an arsehole.” Y/N  told herself, running a hand over her face. She was grateful that a customer walked into the flower shop, but it was a man she thought she would never see again.

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“I'm looking for a breakup plant.” He didn't even say 'hi' to her, just walked around the place like it was his own. John Walker was there as if he were a mockery of fate.

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"John, right?" Y/N frowned and moved closer.

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The man turned to see her, somewhat confused. “Have we met?”

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“At Wanda and Vision's wedding.” She clenched her jaw.

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“Oh.” He didn't seem even surprised or interested, just pointed at the flowers again.  “Yeah, whatever, I need a breakup plant.”

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Y/N crossed her arms.  “Explain.”

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“Well, I don't like my girlfriend. I wanna break up with her... via the means of plant?” The guy shrugged, definitely not looking sad about the breakup. He seemed really disgusted to have to be there.

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“Well, it should be a breakup bouquet, and it should be hydrangeas.” The brunette sighed and walked over to get a tiny bunch of them. “They mean: ‘It's over, but think well of me.’”

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“Perfect. I'll take one.” John took out his wallet.

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“One bouquet?” Y/N raised an eyebrow when he took the flowers, just like that.

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“A whatever that is.”

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“But that's not a lot…” She frowned, feeling a deep dislike for this man.

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“Well, I don't care if she thinks well of me.” He dropped a bill on the table.

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She couldn't believe it. That guy really was an arsehole. Y/N clenched her jaw and slapped the flowers away, shoving him away.  

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“D'you know what? Piss off, ye wee dickhead!”

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“Excuse me?”

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“Out! Get out the fuck out of my shop, arsehole!” She kicked him out so fast, taking the money the man left on the table and tossing it out of the flower shop.  “She's well rid of your disgusting arse, anyway. I’m glad for her, imperialist prick!”

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The brunette closed the door behind her and then looked at those hydrangeas in her hands, sighing.

Realizing that she really couldn't get on with this day and that it was already late anyway, decided to close the shop and go back to home, take a shower and sleep for a lifetime.

And even though it was hard, she tried to swallow all those feelings and not show them. Her jaw was beginning to ache from the force with which she clenched.

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“Jules?” Y/N called as she entered home, surprised to see the lights on.

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“I'll be right out.” Her friend's voice was heard from the room.

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“Take your time.” Y/N sighed and sat down on the couch, closing her eyes. Finally the tears began to fall down her cheek and she let them run, didn't even feel like pretending anymore.

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Jules left the room, fixing her blouse and, oddly enough, smiling to surprise her friend. But the smile didn't last long as she got closer noticing Y/N's mood.

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“Oh, sweet suffering Jesus, what's wrong with ye, luv?” She hurried over to sit next and put a hand on Y/N's shoulder.

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The brunette just turned to see her, her pretty eyes completely red as well as her cheeks due to her crying.

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“I- I met this girl.” Y/N whimpered taking a tissue to blow her nose, now that she let out her pain it was difficult to hold on.  “But she's with someone else.”

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When she saw Y/N lower her head in embarrassment, Jules just smiled tenderly, caressing her shoulder. “I sort of imagined it… I've seen ye very happy lately. Going out with that new friend you met.” She sighed. “And does she love you?”

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“I- I don't know.” Y/N shrugged and wiped away her tears.  “No… Yes? But it doesn't matter.”

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“Oh, it's all that matters, luv.” Jules caressed her cheek gently, seeing Y/N like that broke her own heart. Y/N had always been the complete opposite of her, so positive, funny, a little grumpy but not too much.

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“She's with someone else. She can’t…”

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“An english man, I bet.” Jules growled, trying to make her smile. Y/N loved when Jules complained about the brits. “Feckin’ english lads, I told ye we shouldn't stay here!”

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“I love you, you know? Thanks for being here with me.” Y/N appreciated the attempt to make her smile, even in a sadly way, as she leaned back on the sofa. “This is breaking my heart, I don’t want it anymore...”

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Jules nodded gently, stroking her hair gently.  “It mends again.”

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Y/N nodded but after a few seconds she frowned. The pain inside her could wait. What she saw right now was top priority.

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“Look at you, you look fantastic.” The brunette sat up to get a better look at Jules, who was wearing a beautiful black shirt and skinny jeans. She was also wearing some makeup, a lipstick that made those prominent lips pop.  “Sorry, I didn't notice. You look amazing!”

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“Well, luv, I may be more loner than God, but I can still make an effort.” Jules smirked.

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“A date? Does my Jules have a date?” Y/N smiled for her, even if she was dying inside.

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“I'm going to eat food with a woman, yes.” She joked, saying it in a mysterious way but then took a deep breath, gathering some courage.  “That's what I wanted to talk to you about... it's... it's someone you know.”

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“Who?” She looked quite confused. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“Yelena’s sister. Natasha.”

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It took Y/N a few seconds to realize it and she nodded slowly. Wanda’s best-friend. Sister. Everything seemed to fall into place, that woman, but at least Y/N was glad to know that Natasha was a good woman.

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“An amazing woman. I’m so glad for you… So,  how do you feel?”

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“Well, you know, when you're holding a hot cup of coffee... and you realize you're going to sneeze?” Jules seemed very nervous now, playing with her fingers.  “That's how I feel.”

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Smiling with some pride, finally seeing her cousin take a step forward to keep going, Y/N leaned in to hug her.  “Come here.”

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“Bear hugs! Yippee! Love those.” The Irish woman whispered and snuggled with her. Jules tried that in her arms, her friend forgets all that sorrow she felt.

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The hours passed and Wanda was still waiting on that sofa. The guilt was suffocating her since the afternoon, where she and Y/N kissed. Despair and worry invaded her until finally the door finally opened.

Vision came into the house humming a very upbeat song, obviously completely drunk.

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“Oh, shit. Vision, where have you been?” Wanda stood up with her arms folded, noticing how the man walked unsteadily with a smile from ear to ear.

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“I've quit my job. I have never felt so good before!” He slurred.

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"What?!" Shaking her head, Wanda went with her husband so he could wash his face and drink some water.   What the hell was wrong with him? He had come home drunk many times, especially when he was out with Tony, but not like this.

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“Never fails. Eight pints of water before bed, and next day, you feel no pain.”  Vision stammered smilingly, drinking so much water that Wanda thought he would end up passing out. “Are you well, my gorgeous darling?”

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“I want to talk to you.” Wanda said looking down, completely determined to tell the truth.

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“Talk then, darling.” Vision walked to the sofa and leaned back to listen to everything Wanda wanted to say. Or try at least.

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Wadna swallowed hard and began.  “I wanted to talk to you because... I have to talk to you because this thing happened.”

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The Sokovian started walking in circles nervously, hoping all this wouldn't get out of hand. But she couldn't keep lying to her best friend, her husband.

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“I wasn't looking for it, it just... It just happened, and although it's over...” She felt tears flow, again. “You've a right to know.”

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“I went crazy, Vis. I went crazy for someone, and it wasn't you.” The honesty gave her a calm that she had not felt for a long time. Letting go finally freed her from an enormous weight that hurt her more every day.

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“I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry, so... please believe me.” Wanda bit her lower lip. She turned away, unable to see his face. But he hadn't said anything. That was worse, right?

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“Vision?” Wanda turned to see him and found Vision sleeping peacefully on the sofa. “No, no, no. Don't sleep. Wake up, Vision.”

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“I can't say this more than once.” The Sokovian approached him and tried to wake him up, but he wasn't going to wake up. A snore said everything.

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Wanda sighed deeply and decided to continue, even though he wasn't listening.

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“I'm staying.” She sniffled and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. “I couldn't, wouldn't leave you.”

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Tried so hard to avoid crying by squeezing her eyes and lips, without further ado she took one of the blankets and covered the man so he wouldn't be cold. 

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“You are my best friend. And that was enough before. It'll be enough again, so...” Wanda left a kiss on his cheek and got up, leaving the man on the sofa and walking towards the room determined to continue with this. Even though it wasn't the same.

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But what she never knew was that seconds after hearing the bedroom door close, Vision opened his eyes, trying to assimilate everything he heard.

Just one more chapter and it's done! The whole story is complete but I had to divide it into chapters as it was too long.

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[drakey-wakey]

gonna put my opinions in The Tags

Having Opinions vs Discourse Exhausts Me

[gaybd1]

feeling lame and annoyed lads

two things were scheduled for tonight:

the lovely monthly homo night at my fave club

before that some people from work were gonna go to a pizza place another guy works at part time

most of the people going to this place get off work 90 minutes after me so I hung out and napped, then cycled over to it

I waited around for like a half hour, didn’t see anyone I knew inside, nobody else showed up and I left

OBVIOUSLY at ANY point I could have texted the person who invited me for an update (all I got was a quick text last night letting me know the plan and inviting me) but I just…. have lately been bad at that??? like I am always the text initiator when I invite someone somewhere so when someone invites ME to something I wait for them??? makes no goddamn sense

anyway I was WAY too exhausted for that after like one of the busiest weeks of the semester so I just left and am not even going to this gay thing bc I’m miserable and want to sleep gahhh 😭

I just. Have this weird type of anxiety where I like to do things but it’s not fun for me when it’s alone and a lot of my friends’ schedules/interests/locations don’t line up so I just kind of sit at home way more than I want ughhhh

[femmmie]

Oops I accidentally posted this ask prematurely w only the outline lol SORRY@! But yeah so here it goes!!

The Most Special Person

"Sure you're going home?"

"Yeah, I have pilates in the morning."

"Who are you and what have you done to Ian?"

"Shut up!"

"Ah, there he is!"

"Bye."

"Bye."

"So who is ready to continue this party?!"

"Nah, I gotta go home to my dog."

"I need my beauty sleep."

"But you're already so pretty, Keith! But YOU Noah, you look like you need some sleep hahahaha"

"Okay alright okay, I see how it is! Just kidding, I was already going home. Bye guys."

"Sleep well princess!"

"I guess it's only the three of us now!"

"Where do you want to go?"

"I don't care I just want to continue this party!"

"Alright we'll take you some place special!"

The voices and sounds around Anthony began to blur. He'd drunk quite alot already this evening at the grand Smosh get together they threw every couple of months. Tonight was extra special as Smosh had hit a new subscriber record.

The three musketeers, Anthony, Tommy, and Chanse, were the only ones left, as they usually were. They would often go to a cocktail bar until the early morning, but today, Tommy had a different plan. Pretty drunk himself, he led the lads to one of the most iconic gay bars of Hollywood, Micky's. The stately building and beautiful interior were accentuated by the lounge music, loud enough to compliment the atmosphere but low enough so they could hear each other talk.

"Wow, you're taking us to Mickey's you wild boy," Chanse giggled.

"What better way to end the night than with hot guys and even hotter cocktails?!" Tommy greeted the bartender. The guy hugged him and gave him a little wink to boot.

"This is not my first gay bar, by the way!" Anthony lied. Ugh, why did he still have anxiety even when this intoxicated?

"Oh well, then you know the rules! Show your dick and you get a free drink!" Tommy joked. Anthony looked like he was gonna do it though so he quickly added "just kidding BRO! You're obviously new to this kind of bar, bless you. It's just like any bar. But gay!"

"Ahh okay."

Anthony felt a little bit awkward. He loved his fellow musketeers, but he wasn't often around this many gay guys. He felt like people looked at him like he didn't belong here. He honestly didn't - he'd experimented with his sexuality years ago but found that a male body just didn't excite him sexually. A female body, however... so he wasn't gay. At least not sexually..

In the corner opposite Anthony, he saw a big, beautiful drag queen. Her hair silver, her makeup grandiose, and her dress sparkling and green. She wore boots so high that Anthony wasn't sure how she could ever walk in those. Somehow, he felt drawn to her, she looked friendly and exuded a motherly vibe.

Anthony walked up to her and said, "Good day, milady, so what brings a beautiful queen like yourself to a bar? Surely you already have a husband or at least a sugar daddy somewhere to take care of you?" To be honest, those words all blurred and slurred over each other, and he wasn't sure if she'd heard anything he said.

The drag queen laughed a beautiful hearty laugh and answered "why what a blessing to have such a striking young fellow visit here of all places. I feel like I know you from somewhere? My name is Dolly Brightheart, what's yours?"

"Anthony's the name, drinking is the game! At least tonight," he blundered on. Luckily Dolly didn't judge him for his cringey words.

"I am afraid that I am indeed already taken, sweet boy. But tell me, truly, what brings YOU here? You don't strike me as a guy who comes here often?"

"My friends took me here, we're celebrating my - our - youtube channel. It hit 30 million subscribers last month. You know, I started that channel in 2005 with my best friend Ian! Ian Hecox, yeah, he's the more outgoing one of us. But he's not here tonight he has pilates in the morning. Can you believe it? And so Tommy and Chanse took me here, and here I am!"

"Well, that sounds like quite a channel you have built, congratulations! Let me pour you a drink." She poured Anthony a glass of water but he didn't notice and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yeah, I am quite a big deal in the youtube world you know, our channel Smosh is loved by people all around the world! But well, running it as two seventeen year olds, that was pretty hard to do you know? So we sold our channel to this dickhead company, excuse my French! They didn't even pay us with real money but with stock that turned out to be worth zero dollars."

Dolly shook her head slowly. "Those scallywags. So what happened then?"

"Well, Dolly, slowly but surely the company took everything from me. My passion, my time, my best friend... I left Smosh. I lost so many years. But I'm not even mad right now because the story has a happy ending! Wanna know what it is?"

Dolly nodded, smiling to one side of her gorgeous face. Anthony looked around but didn't Tommy and Chanse anywhere. He was having a good time though, so he continued to talk to Dolly.

"So I went on a journey to find myself ya know, I built my own individual youtube channel, it's doing pretty well. And I interview all kinds of people, different sexualities, I also interviewed drag queens as wel! So yeah once I regained my confidence, I was more open to talk to Ian again. We'd not been friends for so many years but Ian, Ian is such a big part of my life.. he is like the sun, you know. He's my other half, professionally speaking. He's extremely like, extremely creative and comes up with these incredible ideas that I'm like?? You're a genius Ian!! And he doesn't even realize how amazing his ideas are. And that's not all. So we reconnected, right? And then Ian asked me if I wanted to buy back smosh, our own company and channel, together! Isn't that amazing?"

"This Ian sounds like a very special person," Dolly said, sipping her own drink.

"He is, he's the most special person in my life..." and then it hit Anthony. Ian WAS the most special to him in his life. Not in a sexual way maybe, but in a romantic way? Possibly?

"And so we did, and that's why we make it a point to celebrate well and often," Anthony said, smiling at Dolly. She smiled back.

"Do you tell him that, darling? That he's that special to you?"

"I try to. I try to.." Anthony slowly blinked. "Dolly, thank you for listening, it's been wonderful but I have to go call a Uber."

He gave an awkward bending-down hug to Dolly but she didn't mind and told him farewell. "Damn, Jon was right all along," Anthony thought to himself.

"Hey, where are you?" - a text message from Tommy.

"I'm heading home, I have pilates in the morning."

"Sure, Jan."

"Shut up."

"Good night."

"Good night."

[rusty-clockworks]

Two Hallmark Christmas movie “Bad Guys” Fall in love

Two Business men meet in a departure lounge after their girlfriends run off with small town lads right on Christmas Eve, where the find love in each other after their unlucky day.

Or

I found this idea on another Tumblr post and proceeded to spend my morning listening to hallmark Christmas songs and writing a gay hallmark Christmas movie fanfic instead of doing something productive.

Original post idea: Hallmark Christmas Bad Guys are actually really respectful

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The Airport buzzed with excitement as families moved about ready to get on their flight in the Christmas Eve rush. Waves of chatter bounced around the crowded departure lounge, contesting for volume over the classic  “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas” blaring over the cheap speakers. Lights and tinsel adorned the walls giving a nice backdrop to the medium size Christmas tree in the corner, surrounded by empty boxes wrapped in cheap wrapping paper to give the allusion of presents. It was a nice toasty warm in the room, a steep contrast to the frigid wind and snow of outside.

An announcement cut through the holiday cheer “We’re sorry to announce that the New York flight has been postponed due to to bad weather, we apologise for any inc-“

“Ah common!” Yelled the man next to me, startling a few people. He noticed me staring and gave a quick “sorry”. I watched as he slumped back over and rested his head on his hand. He was well dressed: a dark woollen suit with a matching scarf and had a suitcase similar to mine. He had a defeated resigned look on his face that mirrored how I felt.

“Guessing your holidays haven’t been too great?” I pried, turning a bit in the stiff cushioned chair.

He glanced at me. “Awful,” was his response.

“I feel ya,” I sighed. We sat in a gloomy silence for a few seconds before the man’s frustrations won out.

“My fiancée, Amanda, just broke up with me today, to be with some baker trying to save his family business that she only meet a couple of days ago! I was going to propose to her tonight after I finished work but obviously that’s not happening. And now my flights been delayed!” he vented, throwing his hands up for emphasise.

I nodded before sharing my own grievances, “Yeah, I know what you mean. I just found out my girlfriend of 3 years cheated on me to be with some hunking dude who turned out to be a prince of a country I’ve never even heard of before. Like, how am I supposed to compete with that!”

He hummed in agreement, turning a bit to match my position. “So I guess we’re both unlucky in love.”

“I guess,” I agreed flatly.

He though for a moment. “At least we can can be unlucky together,” he suggested.

I chuffed in amusement and reached out my hand, “Bill.”

He shook it firmly with a warm hand, “Dylan.”

I smiled, “Dylan. That’s a nice name.”

“Ha, I guess,” he replied, blushing, before pausing and saying thoughtfully, “Bill is nice too.”

We sat in slightly less dense silence for a few more moments, listening to the new song on the speakers. It had changed to “Jingle Bells”. “So what flight are you heading on,” Dylan asked suddenly.

When I told him it was to New York, Dylan chuckled, “We might be a while.”

I joined him in his amusement. “Indeed.”

Announcements played in the background along with more Christmas jingles, as people came and went. The two strangers talked till they were no longer strangers, when it was announced their flight was to be ready to be boarded. “Tell you what,” said Dylan, “I’ll give you my number, and you ring me when we land, that way we can spend Christmas together. Two lonely dudes hanging out?” I eagerly agreed and we swapped numbers, getting ready to depart for the gates.

“See you around, Dylan” I said as he wandered into the crowd of people and bright decorations.

He turned and waved, “Merry Christmas!”

The holiday didn’t turn out so bad after all.

[smita97]

My fav fanfics (underrated version)

too good to be true by tatu28 (52k)

you're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off you. the one where louis doesn't eat, harry doesn't function and all they need is each other.

or: one lonely boy trying to heal another is love.

I Don't Wanna Face The Music by hereforh (95k)

Louis likes to think he's a pretty normal, typical lad. He likes spending nights at the pub with his mates, he loves football and is very close to his family. So when he moves to London for uni, he doesn’t think much will be different.

Until he makes these new friends who are nothing like his mates back home and change his life for the better - and this one boy who messes with his head from the get go and makes him question everything he has ever thought about himself.

I Still Wanna Dance With You by hereforh (88k+updating)

What happens when trying to mend a friend’s broken heart ends up making Harry and Louis finally face their painful past?

Or the one where after seven years without any contact, Harry and Louis are forced to see each other again on a lad’s reunion trip.

While almost everything has changed, they find out that a lot is still the same.

If it was easy, anyone would do it ! by Perfectdream(52k)

“I'm not changing my mind because you can finally admit that you miss me.”, Harry added, still whispering hoping that it would still convey his conviction. He couldn't speak louder, couldn't break the bubble they were in. It felt like home.

“I know...”, Louis breathed, pain interlaced with the words. Harry could feel it deep inside him. He was amazed at how much they were still connected. They had been one for so many years it was hard to dissociate himself from the love of his life. Louis will always be it.

“It's too late, Lou.”, Harry declared, his voice more sure than his heart.

“I'm aware.”, Louis murmured, broken but collected. “I guess I let the world make me lose sight of it all. And now I'm seeing clearly.”, he explained, his words painful to say and to hear too. It had to be said. Now. “I love you, I will always be utterly and tremendously in love with you, Haz.”, he hushed again and Harry's heart broke a little bit more.

Or

Almost 8 years of an unconditional love but now it's too late. Harry had to let go not to break apart.

Louis can't stop loving him, but is he ready to fight for it?

Can love be enough when dreams are broken?

Are we hiding from the light? by Perfectdream(138k)

Harry has a problem with addiction. When Gemma is called because he's passed out in a bar, she panics.

Out of ideas to help her brother, she calls Louis. He hasn't talked nor seen Harry for five years but he accepts to take him in for a few days, to help sort him out.

Days turn into weeks.

When the past and the present are tightly woven together, some things happen. Sometimes help comes in a different way.

Blown Away by Fandom_Larry (151k)

“Dude, does Japan even have gay people?”

What! Harry’s neck snaps to Blake. He better be bloody wrong or else he’s just signed himself up to a life sentence of loneliness. “I mean surely they do, right?” Zayn tacks on. He is useless at making Harry feel better. Clearly drunk or high; probably both. Scanning the area he looks for a familiar mop of wild caramel hair. Where’s Louis? Louis will help him.

Or, the one where Harry leaves Louis behind, changing the trajectory of their lives forever.

Be There by mission2feelike(179k)

Niall sits down dramatically, arms flopping to his side before he leans forward and looks right into Harry’s eyes. “So, your ex-boyfriend, who broke your heart four years ago, is coming to stay at your house for six weeks? And his daughter, your daughter, is coming to stay tonight?” Harry nods, worried if he speaks he’ll be yelled at again, but then Niall’s face softens, his ever-present smile is back and Harry hears him breathe out a small chuckle. “Okay, for the record, I think this is the worst idea you’ve ever had, but how can we help?"

or

The one where their family has been torn apart and their hearts broken, but an accident, a snowstorm, cinnamon rolls, and the adorable Josie force Louis and Harry to finally face the truth, and each other.

some things fade (some never do) by we_are_the_same for waterlille (25k)

Matching tattoos. He’d never thought he’d be the type for tattoos to begin with, let alone matching or magical ones, but once Harry had put the idea in his mind it had never quite managed to disappear. And it had made sense. With their relationship a long distance one, this was simply another way of feeling close to one another. Of knowing where the other was, how they felt. It had made so much sense.

Back then.

*

Three years after their break up, Harry calls.

write this down by sunflouwerhabit (233k)

"And Louis responds by kissing him. He closes his eyes and presses their lips together and hopes it’s enough to distract from how those words cut and extracted critical pieces of his heart, his soul. Louis kisses Harry to avoid sobbing, yelling, pleading, begging him to never, ever use words like always or never or I promise, because they can’t. They don’t have an always. Nevers will forever remain a mere dream. Time has run out for commitments or oaths or pledges and if Louis is going to be okay- if he’s going to enjoy this time with Harry and then let him go and still feel whole- he can’t let himself start thinking long term. He can’t let this become emotional; something more than silliness and fun and sex.

He can’t hear Harry say he’s proud of him when he doesn’t know if he’ll ever see him again after this week.

'I miss you,' Harry murmurs, his breaths warm and equally shaky. 'All the time.'

Louis kisses him harder."

~~~

Harry leaves his hometown to find himself. Every road he takes has a single, fated destination.

the tis the damn season fic.

I thought we were forever by SweetieR (225k)

“I need time alone from you.” Louis’ heart skipped a beat. That he had not seen coming. “From me?” his voice shook. Harry nodded, another tear rolling down his cheek. “I don’t understand, H.” “It’s-” “You want to go on holidays on your own or something?” frowned Louis, so very confused. A long silence settled. “Look, there’s no easy way to say this.” murmured Harry and he looked so in pain. “I like someone else. Like Like like. At least I think I do. I’m not sure. That’s why I need time alone.”

Or – Harry and Louis have been together for over 25 years, married for 20 of them. What happens when one night, Harry comes home telling Louis he thinks he’s in love with someone else. Can they work it out?

Given A Chance by Acciolarrykulos (230k)

“I'm still scared”

“Scared of what?”

“Messing things up”

Niall sighed. He was watching Harry's face intently.

“You won't. You won't mess things up but if things do go out of hand then people would be there to guide you. Just keep faith in yourself, Harry. Remember that you are strong. You are the strongest person I've ever met.”

Or Harry thought to move out of his home and do something big, better with his life. Spending hours wiping tables, serving alcoholic drinks to the locals and memorizing different shades of drunk and moody people, he finally told himself he was done. He needed something else. A change. But little did he know that searching for a change will lead him to a door. A door that held secrets from his past, secrets he didn't know existed.

  But the door was fabricated with happy colors, a promising future, a secure life and a past he left long behind unknowingly. Or rather someone who held the golden key to all the answers to his questions he thought he'd never ask.

My Worst Nightmare by BooBear411 (191k)

Louis bursts with excitement, squealing slightly in his arms, while Harry watches him with an amused and soft expression.

“Why are you so happy?”

“You never stay. Sometimes I feel like you are changing right in front of my eyes and that one day you’ll forget about me.” Louis whispers. “I just want us to always stay friends.”   “I’ll always be your friend, Lou. That will never change.”

~   Or the one where Louis' been in love with the same boy his whole life. Unfortunately, said boy hates Louis' guts and wants nothing to do with him anymore.

Come back to me by SweetieR (110k)

“I’ll be alright.” smiled Harry, stroking his husband’s face tenderly. But Louis was still frowning, his hands loosely wrapped around his husband's waist. “I just don’t like it. Something doesn’t feel right.” “Lou…” “I have a bad feeling about it all. Please, please don’t go.” Or : The one when Harry and Louis are soulmates - Louis is a teacher in middle school and Harry is a war reporter. One awful day after a terrible attack, Harry is announced dead and Louis’ entire world collapses. But what happens when five years later, US government rescues a very much alive Harry Styles and brings him back to his former life in the UK and most of all, back to his Louis?

I thought I was Narcissus but I am the lake by baciamigliocchi (146k)

In una soleggiata Firenze, ai piedi di un Gigante di pietra, due ragazzi si incontrano e si scontrano per la prima volta. Due mondi diversi, due visioni diverse, due storie diverse.

Harry Styles ha ventitré anni e un contratto in esclusiva con Gucci. Ha gli occhi verdi e un sorriso sghembo, oltre che tutto il mondo ai suoi piedi.

Louis Tomlinson di anni ne ha ventinove e di poche cose ha bisogno nella vita. Una di queste è sicuramente la sua macchina fotografica.

E mentre Firenze racconta una storia d'amore che non è solo una semplice storia d'amore, il mondo tace e la ascolta.

Immergetevi con me nelle sue infinite strade, chiudete gli occhi e immaginate la bellezza della città che ci ospiterà in questo viaggio: culla di un amore impossibile.

Pensiamo tutti di essere Narciso, ma invece la vita ci inganna e siamo il Lago.

a thousand miles away (from the day that we started) by perfectdagger (sincerelyste) (88k)

Finally caught up with what Niall’s proposing, Harry is taken aback by the reminder of the time capsule box they had set in his family’s old bungalow back when they had just left Sixth Form.

It’s not that he had never thought about it. He might’ve thought about it more frequently in the weeks and months following their stay, once or twice when Harry himself had been back there. But it was not something that, unlike Niall, Harry had been interested enough in to set up a reminder for ten years later.

Maybe five years ago it still would’ve mattered to him. Given the circumstances now and how much his life has changed, those letters remained buried in the back of his mind, just like they probably still are next to one of the trees at his family property.

Five years after his break up with Louis and ten since they've left school, Harry finds himself hosting a reunion at his family bungalow, having to face his ex again and the feelings he had left behind.

Or, a time capsule au

Blood and Moon by Evinaadlene (107k) (part 1)

“Is that... him?” someone next to Louis asks. “Who else would dress in red today?” Beside Louis, Lady Camellia's eyes stay locked on the one in red, same as many around. The effect must be intended, or why dress in such a way today at first place? “He looks dashing." the first one licks her lips, eyes darkening in a laced lust. "Who would've known? Thought he'd be in chains, stuck in a dark dungeon." The other scoffs. “Have you been under a rock? He's the most privileged Lycan alive. The King's ward, some go so far as to call him his consort. It’s all hushed, but I have my sources.” she reveals like a dirty secret.

In a world where the Vampires have taken over, Humans are just pawns in blood farms, Warlocks are extinct while the King has Lycans under his thumb - eliminating the threat of the lethal bite. The world is falling apart. Louis, nephew to the malistic Vampire King, lives away from it all in blessed ignorance until he gets dragged into the chessboard that traps him in front of a green eyed Prince who is bound to a miserable fate.

Or where Louis wants to save Harold, the Prince of Lycans, when Louis' allies want him DEAD

Blood and Bones by Evinaadlene (191k)(part2) and part 3 on the way

“I thought I told you to not to lie to me.” Zayn says eyeing the gracious form reflected in the mirror with reluctance. All he wanted was to trace his fingers along the markings on his skin. His sinful beauty reeked perfection like a cruel joke meant to lure him. Snare him. He's is nothing but his own curse... poison. “I’ve never lied to you.”Harry slurs, eyes fixed on the floor. He doesn't looking up. Zayn wants to strangle him with bare hands right there… to wrap his fingers around the long, perfect neck of his and throttle him. The nerve he has - even in such a weak state, all Harry seemed to want to do was to provoke him.

In a world where the Vampires have taken over, the remaining Lycan, Human and Warlock factions are hunted and oppressed. Everything is falling apart. Louis, nephew to the dictator Vampire King, gets dragged into the chessboard of power-play that traps him in front of a green eyed Prince who is bound to a miserable fate with an unfortunate, toxic love. Or where Louis yearns to save Harold, the Prince of Lycans, when many of his allies want him DISPOSED. Part 2 of the Blood Right Series. Heed the warnings... because I do mean them.

I can be your China doll (if you wanna see me fall) by Poisonlana (134k)

La famosa estrella de pop, Harry Styles, y el estancado escritor, Louis Tomlinson, no recuerdan haberse conocido hasta que por obra del destino comparten un viaje en tren que los transporta al pasado.

"¿Será como si nunca lo hubiera conocido?" inquiere. Puede sentir la inseguridad palpable en su voz. Se siente igual a una daga en medio de su garganta.

Zayn lo mira como si Louis aún no entendiera la magnitud de lo que está a punto de hacer.

"Será como si Harry Styles nunca hubiese nacido"

O un AU inspirado en la película Eterno resplandor de una mente sin recuerdos.

[my-thyla-my-captain]

feeling gender envy for gay bears in the house tonight lads