#he just wants everyone together for pizza night🥺

[monicaalexandraaa]

IT’S SO CUTE🤭🥹🩷

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single mom!reader x neighbor!harry

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The first time she saw him, or rather paid attention when she saw him, she was just getting home after picking Max up from school. Her neighbor was in his front yard mowing his grass. He was wearing a backward baseball cap, a loose grey sleeveless shirt, and a pair of red shorts that had her slowing down to get a better look.

“What are you doing?”

Y/n quickly peered in her rearview mirror at her son, “Nothing. Just noticed that he’s got a neat garden gnome.” She silently scolded herself for being so obvious. But it was hard not to stare when he looked like that.

Max was getting old enough that he easily picked up on certain things. Like when Y/n was upset about something that happened at work he could tell by how detached she seemed, or how she acted a little more bubbly around her friends. How much younger she seemed when Lei hung out with them. And he definitely didn’t miss the way his mom stared out the window at the man mowing his grass.

When they got out of the car, Max stood and watched the guy pushing his lawnmower for a moment before Y/n poked at his shoulder, “Come on. Let’s get inside so I can make dinner.”

“He has a lot of tattoos.”

With a sigh she looked a few houses down at her handsome neighbor, and nodded, squeezing her son’s shoulder, “He does.”

“And nice trainers. Do you like him?” Max looked up at her.

“What?” She blew a laugh out, “I don’t know him. Why do you ask that?”

“Because he has a really cool car and you were staring at him. That’s what girls do when they like a boy.”

“Oh pish! You’re only 9. What do you know about all that? Go on. Get inside, silly boy.”

Max turned and ran up to the house, using his own key to unlock the door as Y/n pulled a bag of groceries from the boot of her car and chanced another peek at the tall man. He was sweating and appeared to be whistling, cheekbones more prominent as he puckered his lips. Of course, all she could hear was his lawnmower as he pushed the machine through the yard.

Very handsome. And his car was pretty cool.

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ALL PARTS OUT NOW ON PATREON! xoxo

[smallestapplin]

[Request]

Hear me out

Dante growing needier and more cuddly and touchy for you the longer you know him.

His demon has decided you were a perfect mate, so it shows up in his human form a lot more. He grows extra affectionate 👉��� 🥺

All he wants to do is curl up with you! Especially after a long day!

-Silver Anon

This request hasn’t left my mind since you sent it.

Also this is my first time writing Dante, so I hope it’s good! I love the wacky woohoo pizza man 🥹

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You were the newest member to the devil may cry-family, one Dante couldn’t get away from, not that he ever wanted to. You helped him manage his missions and helped him around HQ, which he greatly appreciated with how busy he gets.

So it was natural you two spent more time together.

You’d sometimes join him on missions, or help him out when he was stuck on something. You two form your inside jokes, playfully teasing each other, but nothing too far.

It’s something that took you a while to notice.

But Dante isn’t that touchy with everyone else.

He doesn’t avoid touches, usually tossing an arm over someone, or using someone as an armrest.

But with you it’s different.

Once his arm is around you, it’s like it’s never coming off.

Once his arm is on your lower back, thumb rubbing soothing circles, it’ll never move from there unless he has to.

Even later at night when you stay over, he always gets closer and closer to you on the couch, and before you know it he’s laying on top of you, snuggled up and passed out happily.

You can’t complain, you love it. His touch just feels right, you feel safe and secure with him.

“Dante.” Your voice no more than a whisper, gently shaking his shoulders.

“Dante it’s time for bed, I gotta head home.”

You love his touch, even if he’s a pain to get up.

“Mmmm no.”

You mock a gasp, laughing at how needy he is.

Here you are pinned under him on the couch, with his inhumanly hot body keeping you toasty, even well past the time you had to leave.

You choke back a chuckle as he nuzzled his face further into your neck, his scruff tickling your skin. But his breath fanning across the crook of your neck makes you tremble.

“I wish I could stay longer, but I have to go.”

You lightly pat his back, only to be shocked when a quick but low growl rumbles from him. You knew he was an affectionate man, but you’ve never had him be so needy.

He lifts his head, barely able to look at you through the messy white hair on his face.

“Lemme walk you home then, it’s late.”

You’re happy to let him.

But throughout the walk, his arm constantly brushes against yours with how close he walks, until he takes your hand in his. You smile at his actions, finding his need to be touching you cute, especially from him.

That is until you’re on the doorstep of your home.

“Thank you for walking with me.”

“Ain’t a problem.”

He smiles at you, yet doesn’t move from the porch, even as you unlock your door.

Looking back at him, he looks as though he wants to say something but is not sure.

Almost hopefully but pouty.

“Do you not want to leave that badly?” Your voice light, teasing the Demon Hunter.

“I’ll miss you.” he sounds like a kicked puppy, and in a way he is.

He can feel the devil within him crying desperately for you, he’s grown so attached to you that you bring that instinct out of him.

You pull Dante into a hug, unable to resist doing so, but he’s not at all complaining, his arms are swiftly around you and holding you firmly against him.

His face buried into your shoulder, leaving you laughing softly at the man.

“I’ll be back tomorrow, you know that.”

“Mmmm….”

You stay like that for a long moment, basking in his warmth and comforting scent. But a thought hits you, and you pull away from him, just enough to move his face to look at him.

You can feel your face burning before you ask.

“Would you like to stay the night?”

You squeal, laughing as Dante picks you up, practically sprinting to your bedroom before tossing you to your bed.

Your laughter echoes in your room as you bounce from the force.

Dante dives after you, landing on top of you with a loud rumbling purr. He nuzzles into you, kicking his shoes off without moving just so he can stay closer to you.

“You’re so needy.”

You lean your head on top of his, your laughter dying down to a soft chuckle.

“Only for you.”

You’re amazed at how he can speak through sounding like a very happy cat.

That morning was even harder to break free from.

As your new boyfriend was only more affectionate.

When you two began dating it only got worse.

Trying to work will never go smoothly as you’re being constantly pulled into kisses, and pulled into his lap so he can shower you with his affection.

“Dante, the phone is ringing.”

“Mmmmm.”

“Dante-“

“Noooo.” He groans, burying his face further into your neck. His arms tighten around you, keeping you close to his chest as he gives you no room to get up.

You’re stuck cuddling him, but you can’t even find it in yourself to be upset with him.

“My sweet love bug, we need money to pay the bills.” You mumble, kissing his temple.

Only for him to groan loudly in response.

You yelp as he suddenly stands, carrying you in his arms towards the still-ringing phone. Dante plops on his desk, getting you on his lap as he answers the phone.

His arm stays around you, rubbing small circles on your thigh.

He stays on the phone, listening to the person on the other end while placing silent kisses on your cheek and down to your neck.

All you gather from it is he accepts the person's offer and is quick to hang up but doesn’t move.

“You promised.” You said in a sing-song tone, chuckling at his obvious misery when you say that.

“C’mon baby, don’t make me go now, I just got ya in my lap.”

He looks at you with such a pitiful pout, clearly trying to get you to cave.

But you cup his cheeks and lean in, your lips brushing against his for a moment before you kiss him, smiling into it at the feeling of him going limp and trying to press more against you.

He chases your lips when you pull away, whining when you’re just out of reach.

“I’ll be here waiting for you, I always am.”

“But I don’t like leaving you.”

He can protect you when he’s here, he can love on you when he’s not on the job.

“Honey, we need to keep the lights on. Besides, the welcome home kiss is always sweeter.”

Oh, that has his attention.

Just don’t be surprised when a massive fiery demon comes barreling through the door, eyes locked onto you and caging you against its solid frame, and wings wrapping around you.

[mountttmase]

Hi, I'm emotional 🥺 they are going to be missed

Not a word had been exchanged between you and Mason since that night he left you in bed. Not a call or a text. Nothing. No sign of life from him at all and the longer it went on the more your heart broke. THIS HURT A LOT

‘Fine’ she laughed. ‘We were hoping to make it a pizza making party, like do something a little different? Bens just got the new oven installed and wants to try it out’ she explained. I WANT TO GO TOO

‘Oh the usuals, Dec, Lauren, Woody, Kayla’ she listed off and the omission of a certain someone’s name made you relax. ‘Bens also got a friend from home here and possibly a couple of the Chelsea boys might come. Oh and Mason too, he’s free that weekend’ OPS

It was all still there, the pretty flowers and little cakes, the heart with gwens face in but what really made you melt was the detail on the bottom you missed. His initials, MM, in a little heart and you had to bite your bottom lip to hold your emotions in. THIS KILLED ME

You managed to hold it together but as the days became closer to seeing him you could feel yourself freaking out. You decided to throw yourself into work and the night before you distracted yourself by making all the dough for the next day. Making way more than you needed to but it seemed to be your coping mechanism for the night so you didn’t think about looking back into his brown eyes again. THATS ME

WE DONT LIKE TAHT GIRL

You heard his voice before you turned to give him a once over and you hated the way your tummy sunk at the sight of him. The last time you’d seen him he was abandoning you in your bed as he made it clear you were nothing more than someone he wanted to fuck for the week. Now he was just Mason again and you weren’t sure you’d be able to differentiate between the two. OH MY LITTLE GIRL

Him wrapping his arms around her waist as she buried her face his neck and you had to turn away before you burst into tears. MASON....

‘Ladies, how are we?’ Mason smirked, leaning over to give Carly a quick kiss on the cheek before looking down at you. ‘You alright?’ HE IS ACTING LIKE THE FUNNY ONE

‘You too’ you whispered. Not sure how good it was to see him right now and his standoffishness was making your heart shatter. I FEEL SO BAD FOR HER

You could see Mason out of the corner of your eye, standing with Kenny as they chatted just the two of them and you wondered why he never came to join you until Carly called you into the kitchen and they finally joined everyone else. Realising you must have been the reason he didn't want to sit with everyone and you felt your eyes sting. I'M HATING HIM

‘Sorry we haven’t spoken much lately, I’ve just had a lot on’ he told you quietly and you knew it was the worst excuse in the world from him. The way he didn’t care enough to be honest with you made you feel sick and you had no idea how to respond YEAH....OF COURSE MOUNT

‘Mase?’ Ben suddenly called, head popping into the kitchen and his eyes lit up at the sight of him. ‘Ahh there you are. We’re playing Pictionary and Kenny needs a partner. You coming?’ BEN 😒

‘Well yours looks way better than mine’ he huffed and you sent him a small smile. ‘Are we okay?’ He asked carefully, his voice small and scared almost and when you finally made eye contact with him you saw how sad he looked. NO MASON YOU'RE NOT OK

You were being miserable and you knew you were and you knew you had to snap out of it. You were the one who caught feelings, clearly he hadn’t so this was a you issue and if you didn’t fix up you were risking ruining the whole friendship group. OH NO HE HAS TOO, HE IS JIST STUPID

You felt lighter as you made your way back in, stopping in the kitchen to cut your pizza up and as if by magic Mason appeared. Walking over to the fridge to grab a drink before standing opposite you. HE IS FOLLOWING HER MOVEMENTS 😂

‘Oh yeah? What do you think’ you asked, showing it to him proudly with a wide smile and your sudden change of demeanour had him looking at you bewildered but he soon mirrored your expression and smiled back at you widely. THEY ARE TEO BIPOLAR PEOPLE, THEY ARE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER

‘Please? I’ll never finish it all. I want you to have some’ you told him, placing your hand on his arm and his eyes flashed to where you were touching him before looking at you with a soft smile. SHE IS ACTING TO CUTE

You ignored it though until you couldn’t, watching them discuss the pizza on his plate before she picked up the slice you’d given him from yours and take a massive bite from it. WE DONT LIKE THAT AT ALL

‘I don’t wanna cause a fuss, I’ll just go it’s fine’ you told her with a weak smile. ‘It’s been a long day and I just don’t feel great’ OH BABY

‘Oh Mason didn't tell you?’ She asked, brows raising in shock like she couldn’t believe you didn’t know but you could tell she was about to take some satisfaction in filling you in. ‘I was meant to go with him originally but like a week before I had a really important job come up and I had to back out. I told Mason to find someone else to take and he mentioned you guys were friends. You know what Masons like he probably didn’t want to say anything and upset you’ FUCK OFF KENNY, THANK YOU

You could barely focus as you drove home. Feeling even more used now that you knew you were his back up. Probably only sleeping with you as you were all he had to choose from and you felt even dirtier than before. OMG IM SAD

‘Mason, what do you want?’ You asked with furrowed brows and you knew you looked pissed from the way he was looking back at you. THERE HE IS

‘Where’s Kenny’ you questioned, eyebrow raised but he looked even more confused at this. I LOVE HER

‘Are you gonna tell me what’s really wrong? Cause you look fine’ he told you and you felt your anger rise up in your throat. TRY TO UNDERSTAND ALONE

‘Well it has. Look I know things have been a little weird since Portugal but I’m only here for a few days and I…’ WEIRD....

‘I miss you’ he whispered. You heart breaking at the sound of his voice but you knew you had to stay firm. ‘Things aren’t the same as they used to be. What happened to the contract? Friendship comes first and all that shit? You can barely look at me now’ he told you, unable to hide the hurt in his voice but you were too upset to let it affect you. ‘Last time we spoke at Ben's things seemed better and now you’ve gone all cold again’ YEAH, CAUSE KENNY DECIDED TO RUIN IT

‘Cause I fucking like you, you idiot!’ you suddenly exploded, silencing him immediately as he stared at you in shock and you knew you needed to take it down a peg. ‘I like you’ you told him, your voice sounding vulnerable and small as your eyes fell to the floor. ‘I know about the contract and I remember the rules but I like you. And I’ve been trying to make it stop but I can’t and then you shared my pizza that I gave you with some random girl I’ve never seen before right in front of me’ SHE FINALLY SAID IT🥺

‘It’s just pizza, Muffin’ he said quietly, trying to hide the smile on his face but you saw it clear as day. NOT MUFFIN NOW MASON

‘A friend of Bens from back home. I didn’t meet her that long ago but he introduced us cause she lives in Manchester now’ he explained and you hated the fact she lived so close to him. WE DONT LIKE THE FACT THAT SHE LIVES IN MANCHESTER

‘First of all, that’s bullshit. It was always meant for you and I’ve got the texts to prove it’ he told you, reaching for his phone to prove his point but you felt a little silly now. GOOD MOUNT GIVE ME THE TEXT

‘Muffin, who are we trying to kid?’ He asked you softly, your eyes on his face immediately and the soft look on his face made your knees weak. OMG OK

‘When you said you liked me, did you mean it?’ He questioned, wanting an answer but you weren’t ready to speak so you just nodded, hoping that would be enough for him. ‘Well, I like you too. A lot in fact, more than I ever intended to. And I know it’s against the rules but fuck all that’ he laughed. ‘Why are we fighting so hard against what we want?’ WOOOOOO

‘I didn’t say any of that stuff cause I believed it’ he sighed. ‘You don’t know how many times that night I came back to your door ready to knock it down and tell you how I was feeling. Why do you think I left that night like I was going out of my mind and I was crying like a baby’ he laughed but your heart broke at the sound of his confession. ‘I was so caught up in you and then reality hit that I probably can’t give you what you want. What you deserve’ THIS HONESTLY KILLED ME

‘You’re this big scary boss lady who’s got so much going for her, you know? Like you’ve got your whole little empire and that’s your world. I thought being with me would be too much for you or something. I’m so far away now and I can’t give you the time you deserve. Maybe I’m not making that much sense’ MISS INDEPENDENCE

‘What if I want you in the way?’ You asked and he looked up at you hopefully. SHE WANTS HIM ON TGE WAY

‘You did’ you laughed, nodding your head as you moved your hands to his shoulders. ‘But you said everyone’s got time, you just have to make it. And you Mason, I’d be more than willing to make time for you’ SCREAMINGGGG

‘I know, I was trying to run away I think. I knew I pushed it too far that night before and we broke all the rules but I was past the point of caring. All I wanted was to wake up next to you that morning, kiss you and tell you how I really felt. But you’d gone and then I saw you in the pool with Chilly and it drove me mad’ SILLY BOY

HHEHEHEHHEHE THE GIRL HE SPOKE TO WAS DRUNK SO NO DRAMA GUYSSSS

‘You don’t have to thank me, all I care about is you being okay and I get it didn’t seem like that sometimes’ he sighed. ‘That whole day I knew it was gonna be my last with you and I was miserable. Didn’t wanna do anything or speak to anyone, like once I was over my strop that morning I just wanted to hold you cause I knew I wouldn’t be allowed to the next day. I was terrified of talking to you about anything cause I knew I’d get upset so I just didn’t and then when we went out I thought if I wasn’t around you then I could push it all down and move on and maybe by the time we saw each other again it’d be alright but as soon as I saw you earlier I knew I’d messed up. I don't think I can be just friends with you now Muffin, it’s not gonna work. Not when I know I want so much more from you’ IM SO EMOTIONAL

THE LITTLE KISS/LIPS BRUSHINGGGG

‘You gonna let me be your muffin man, then?’ He joked, referencing the fact he always asked if you had found your Mr. Muffin but little did he know he’d been your muffin man all along. PF YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN

‘Well I realised pretty quickly you’d gone but I didn’t know what to do so I waited until Woody asked and when Carly said you didn’t feel well I knew something was off’ he shrugged. ‘You were fine before we ate so I went into another room to try and call you but Dec found me before I got a chance and when I told him what I was doing he gave me a bit of a talking to’ he gulped, his face going as red as you’d ever seen it and you weren’t sure if you wanted to hear anymore. ‘Don’t be upset with him but he told me about when you spoke after I’d left. I don't think he told me everything but I got the main parts and I felt like such a knob. He told me he’d bang our heads together if I didn’t come over and make things right so I left and I guess he thinks if we’ve worked it out then it’s all down to him’ OHHHHHH🥺

‘Of course, had me hooked since that first chocolate muffin’ he confessed. ‘I like you a lot and I didn’t want you to think I’m like what everyone else sees me as. I love having you in my life and I love having you as a friend but lately I couldn’t help but see you as more’ he told you truthfully. ‘And then you showed up at my birthday looking hot as hell like you’re enough to drive anyone insane’ he teased and his words made you giggle as you tried to hide your face in your hands. I'M NO MORE MAD AT HIMMMM, I LOVE HIM AGAINNNN

‘We can still be friends’ he told you softly. Kissing your cheek gently before smiling down at you. ‘Well just be extra special friends who kiss and get to see each other naked’ he teased and you rolled your eyes playfully. ‘Plus now you're my girl you get a prime face time slot’ YAYYYYY FACE TIME SLOT FINALLYTT

‘Of course not, but just like my best friend figured it out I think yours has too. Probably knew before we knew ourselves. Remember when we were at the airport and you made your big entrance?’ He teased, making you hide your face in embarrassment but he was quick to pull your hands apart. ‘She came over to speak to me, mainly just to say thank you for the surprise but she asked me if something was going on between us as she knew you always keep your cards close to your chest’ I'M GIGGLING

‘Of course, I don’t wanna go back there without you’ he whispered and you knew you didn’t want to leave him either. ‘I promise I’ll get you room service in the morning’ he laughed, trying to convince you further but you were already wanting to free yourself from his grip so you could grab your things. SCREAMINGGGG

‘Thank you, Muffin. I’ve honestly been miserable without you and I’m really glad we get to start again’ he told you truthfully. Your eyes stinging as you nodded back at him softly before he kissed your forehead. ‘We’ll do it the right way this time, yeah? No more secrets or ground rules or whatever else. We’ll just be honest with each other about our feelings and we’ll go from there okay?’ OH YESSSS

THE PICS HARD LAUNCH🤭🤭🤭

BESTIE

OMG CANT BELIEVE WE ARE ALREADY AT THE END OF THIS? IT FEELS LIKE YOU POSTED THE FIRST CHAPTER YESTERDAY🥺

I LOVED ALL OF THIS

THE WAY THEIR RELATIONSHIP SLOWLY GROW AND HOW THEY SLOWLY STARTED TO SHOW THEIR FEELINGS

HOW THEY ARE EACH OTHER MUFFIN🥺

ALL THE SMUT YOU GAVE US, IT WAS PERFECT AND EXPECIALLY PUT IN THE PERFECT MOMENT. LIKE THE SECOND LAST CHAPTER SMUT? PERFECTLY CHOSEN😌

I LOVED HOW IT FELT LIKE THERE WAS KUST THEM DIRING THE HOLIDAY CAUSE THEY WERE ON THEIR OWN WORLD AND THEY WERE ENJOYING ALL THE TIME THEY HAD TOGETHER

THE ANGST?? PERFECTION. HOW BAD HE TREATED HER BUT AT THE SAME TIME THE EXPLANATION HE GAVE HER ABOUT HIS BEHAVIOUR

HIS FEARS ABOUT NOT BEING THE ONE WHO SHE DESERVED BY HER SIDE?🥺

WOW, JUST WOW

IVE ALREADY THANKED YOU IN PRIVATE BUT DOING THIS HERE TOO

IT WAS A PLEASURE READING THIS WORK OF ART AND GETTING CLOSE TO THESE TWO PEOPLE YOU CREATED

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR SPENDING TIME ON WRITING THIS AND DECIDING TO SHARE IT WITH US🩷🩷🩷 CANT WAIT FOR NEW ADVENTURES AND WORLDS🩷

YOU ARE THE CUTEST

I love reading back through your feedback like it really makes my day so thank you 🥺 and thank you so much for all your help and the the excitement I get from you about every fic you make it all worth it 😘😘 love you bestie 🩷

[alllofmylove]

The park yesterday was so cute. My little big kid and his excitement when he saw the animals at the little farm at the park today was perfect 🥺 He genuinely loves animals and their sounds and thinks they're the funniest things in the world, they just make him crack up lol and this is the first time we've come to this park since he was a baby baby and my girl's first time. The wind kept everyone away so we were the only ones there bundled up but happy to be outside and with no rain. Isla slept the whole trip but we all had ourselves a fun little time together.

My poor baby's been having trouble sleeping. He seems like he's going through feeling a little bit of separation anxiety and wants me around to fall asleep initially at bed time and comfort him, which I kinda love and don't mind at all. I loved rocking him the other night and the night I held his hand while he started falling asleep after we read Goodnight Moon. The hard part, and the part that hurts my heart, is that wakes up in the middle of the night crying/screaming a lot and it almost seems like he doesn't want me to be there but does at the same time. It's different than teething and pain or discomfort. I just wish I could know what's wrong so I could help him! 😔 My instincts are thinking it's just a growth spurt and/or separation anxiety so instead of letting him settle himself which is how he usually does it, I could tell it was time to help calm him down and let him know I'm close by and there for him.

Also, he signed the word more today!!! We did it at story time the other day and I did it today a few times and he did it back to me tonight when asking if he wants more of something. My mama heart melted into a puddle.

Isla is getting so big and she's gonna be crawling soon! I can't. I just cannot. Happy and smile-y baby girl who just can't get enough of her mommy, daddy and brother. The face grabbing and smiles and talking to us at the top of her lungs, always! My sweet girl. She's only been here for 6 months and I cannot picture our family without her.

We had our favorite pizza tonight for dinner which was amazing, as always, but it also reminds me that I do need to go ahead and finish the meal plans. 😬

[paladin--strait]

Hockey Hearts dating service plz!! 🥺

League specifics: NHL or AHL.

Interests: hockey, reading, teaching, staying at home, going out to watch movies or sports.

Physical preference: tall (I am 5’3 so small but I love people 6’ 5 or over lol), dark hair.

Love language: physical touch, words of affirmation and acts of service.

Other details: I live in England but wanna move to New York. I am also a sucker for a Canadian accent 😂😂

your match is...

jonathan huberdeau!

jonathan is always happy and smiling. his jokes and silly personality can light up any room in the blink of an eye! he always looks out for the people around him, making sure that everyone is happy and safe.

he loves taking you to the rink, teaching you new tricks and even learning some new things himself. he loves a lot of different types of sporting events and will take you with him to games if you want! he loves spending his free time with you and binge watching movies or tv shows, always making sure to cuddle up to you. jonathan cuddles up to you even more to keep you warm on those especially cold nights. loves blankets, always buying a new one for the two of you at different stores that he visits.

when he comes home from a game, win or lose, he always cuddles you in bed while the two of you sleep. definitely has a death grip on you while he sleeps, making it impossible for you to get up to use the restroom or get some water in the middle of the night without waking him up first. when he does wake up, he comes with you. but when he doesn't, he just sprawls out on the bed like a starfish.

jonathan takes you bowling on your first date together. if you're not very good, he'll kinda take it easy on you. but if you're really good at bowling, then he tries his best. either way he just wants you to be happy and have fun. absolutely has to order pizza from the bowling alley, saying it tastes better than normal pizza from little caesar's or dominoes. after the two of you play two full rounds, renewing it after the first round, he walks you out to your car and expresses to you how much fun he's had on his first date with you. he wants to go out with you again! do you accept?

[oshi-nakadapiroki]

Nakada Hiroki Channel Nakacha no Ma #45.5 2023.9.24 Notes [Eng translation]

HE'S IN THE BATH

Apparently he's only got it filled up halfway

The sound keeps disconnecting

He doesn't know the hotel's WiFi password

Takeshi is gonna go to heaven eventually if he keeps having him in the bath

He's going off to search for the password

"'Are you wearing clothes?' No, I'm using the bath, I'm completely naked. Sorry, I went away looking for the password completely naked."

He's got water, vitamin drink and apple slices (no beer while he's working)

He'll get to drink after tomorrow's final performance 🍻

Some cast member is making noise in the room next to his (the mic doesn't pick up on it though)

He's brooding over not being shown on camera alot in the Suehirogari livestreams 🥺

He didn't know the camera missed out on his mini stage during the second half of Viva Carnival

He doesn't want to shit on the camera crew, they're doing their best after all

He did not have a script for his haikus!

He hasn't had a single rehearsal for Furuba yet

He says Kenta has gotten so big since he last saw him

Some reminiscing on being the first Touken danshi from Oscar Pro (then followed Kurumu, Yuuta, Kenta)

Ryousei is bigger than Mt. Fuji confirmed

"Akashi would never have a tanki" 😭

He's feeling really tired now that they're doing the actual performances; it's more than just running

He assures us all he has been getting a proper ridiculous amount of sleep recently

He might be completely naked but he is wearing his glasses

He's having us imagine Akashi for a moment

The enter key on his keyboard is stuck for some reason

Female Takeshi starts talking!

He can't even remember himself who's Takeshi and who's Mayumi

He's rly amazed with the weather they've had for Suehirogari so far

It's been raining for weeks, to the point they even had to cancel rehearsals

He's been practicing his haiku recently

It's not that the dance routine in Enbu is hard, rather it's that there's no space on stage to dance lol

He's been in the bath for the past two hours; as soon as it gets lukewarm, he just keeps putting more warm water in

He finds it surprisingly difficult to do the pop-up and jump on stage given his weight and physique

But he still thinks he's rly good at it

His science and engineering side comes out when he starts talking about the physics of jumping and G force

Because he puts alot of force on his legs when he takes off, he thinks it's more physically draining than running

He still hasn't been on the Takabisha

He was probably having a parfait with their choreographer while everyone was off enjoying the rides

He'd rather be doing pop-up jumps for the rest of his life even if it hurts his legs than ride those attractions at Fuji-Q

We get some low voice ASMR

He didn't know Akashi's standee was placed at the back of the pizzeria

He thinks laying on the pizza would make a good futon; it's soft and if you're hungry, you could eat it. It'd be like a pizza beanbag

He's got more otoko gummies in stock

He doesn't like his singing voice but he likes singing

He hasn't taken any raincoat pics

He'd like to tell us his account number but he doesn't know it

He thinks their new outfits are cool! They're super easy to move in and the range of motion is amazing

He's telling everyone who's coming to see the performance tomorrow to bring a jacket because even though it was sunny earlier, it got really cold at night 🥺

He's gonna have some Chocola BB Royal 2

He wants midnight chicken ramen

This is a completely naked bespectacled unscrupulous livestream

His hands are wet so he can't open his bag of sliced apples

We're all tea leaves so we should all go to sleep together

He thinks he'll be able to do a livestream again next month when things have calmed down after his bday event

Ah, necklace (iykyk)

The hotel's bath is bigger than the one at his house cuz he can stretch his legs entirely

They start their stage checks at 8AM

Someone keeps sending gifts in the chat that keep popping up on screen even though Hiroki has said multiple times he doesn't need/want them

Now he's actually getting irritated

He then goes on a tangent on how we should all be respectful of each other's wishes; we don't have to get along but the important thing is to all respect each other

"I'm me, you're you"

He hasn't been able to keep true to his word of livestreaming this month but he asks us to be patient with him

He thinks the temporary image he set for this livestream is creepy

Off-shot from his Bday event 2022

He thinks the cardigan is more of a mustard-colour than Winnie the Pooh-colour

He's gonna have his bag of apples (45 calories)

He won't be doing any birthday wishes or rollcall in this stream

But he's wishing everybody good luck with work and school

He usually drinks three bottles of water (1.5 liters) and it always surprises him

Someone in the chat says they're going to cheat on him and he says it's fine as long as you come back

He gets another gift sent in the chat so he's gonna end the stream already

"Honestly speaking? Don't cheat on me please"

If you've come this far into the stream, you're probably not cheating

He thinks it's fine but please support him as much as you can

🐹🐹🐹🐹🐹🐹

Madagascar 🌍 Revolution 👓

He finally managed to open the bag of apples (but they're lukewarm now so they're not even that good anymore rip)

It depends on the situation but on rare occasion, he uses the hotel shampoo

His regular shampoo is just an ordinary over-the-counter type that he gets at the drugstore

He ends the stream by choking on some apple juice 🙃

[ssahotchnerr]

what do you feel like soft!aaron would like to do on his rare weekends off with you and jack?

cw: mentions of food, just a whole lotta domestic fluff <3

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friday night, once everyone is home from work and school, is known as pizza night in the hotchner household <3 it's rarely ever ordered via takeout (only if aaron is gone/you have no ingredients) and it's made right from scratch. aaron and jack are always in charge of prepping the dough, and it's safe to say by the end of the night, the kitchen is completely covered in flour. aaron was the one who originally started this whole ordeal- one time he threw flour at you and jack thought it was the funniest thing in existence. so now not only does the kitchen end up covered each week, aaron does as well- all thanks to you and jack ganging up on him heheh <3 while they're making their mess, you're in charge of prepping all the toppings. each of you get to make your own little personal pizzas, which is then followed by a movie jack picks out. also!! dave will sometimes join the infamous hotchner family pizza nights <3 which is basically him just telling you the right way to do pizza. jack usually crashes early and falls asleep during the movie- he had a long day of school and pizza-making is hard work >:( while aaron carries him off to bed, you're in the kitchen quickly cleaning up the mess so you and aaron don't have to worry about anything else for the rest of the night besides each other ;)

saturday: jack's soccer games!!! this is a whole family affair, and you love nothing more than to go support your boys and cheer them on hehe <3 it also means you get an extra excuse to stare at aaron which you clearly can't complain about 🥰 the only downside however, is that the other soccer moms have all taken to aaron as well 🙄 but that's okay because before each game, aaron is the one giving you a kiss in front of them 🥰 he insists it gives him good luck for all his coaching duties, but he mainly does it to remind the other moms who he belongs to <3

sunday is more of a day to relax before yet another busy week starts again. you all sleep in, and occasionally get brunch if you want to get out of the apartment. it's also more of a homework/studying day for jack. he'll be all set up at the table with aaron, who is seated right besides him and helps when he has a question and quizzes him if he happens to have a test coming up <3 later that night once jack is in bed, you and aaron curl up on the couch together, because it's pretty much inevitable that he'll be taken away on a case sometime during the week :( so you have to get in all the cuddles you can :( you litter his face with kisses, reminding him to be safe and that he better come home to you and jack :( aaron gets so 🥺 because he knows how worried you get, so he just holds you so so so tightly and assures you that nothing can keep him away from the two people he loves the most in the world and that he'll be as safe as he possibly can be just for you <3

[rossmccallsqueen]

HC - Eddie Munson saying he loves you for the first time

When you first met Eddie you thought he had this really tough exterior but on the inside he was just a big softie

You were the new girl at school, and Eddie made sure you aren’t alone from the first day

He even taught you how to play D&D, and everyone called you the Queen of Hellfire now

With Eddie’s uncle working nights and your parents usually believing you were sleeping over at Robin’s you spent most nights with Eddie

You spent a lot of time with Eddie and yet somehow you weren’t expecting it when he said he loves you for the first time

The two of you had just gotten back from a Hellfire meeting, immediately crawling into bed and putting a VCR on

You put on The Shining, one of yours and Eddie’s favorites

It was the summer so it was hot and Eddie’s A/C unit didn’t always like to work so you were just in your shorts and bra

“I’ll be right back babe, I’m going to make us some snacks”

Eddie gave you a little puppy dog look with pouty lips, which was his signal for you to give him a kiss first

Eddie truly was whipped for you and he knew it too

“Don’t be gone too long I’ll miss you”

You went to the kitchen and found everything in its usual spot. You took out pizza rolls, popcorn, and the Hershey bar you had bought earlier that day so you could share it with Eddie

After you made all the food you put it on plates for the two of you and grabbed two cokes out of the freezer

You walked back into the room and Eddie immediately paused the movie

“Babe what are you doing? Keep going I love this part”

“You look…” he could barely get his words out the boy was truly tongue tied

“Are you okay?” You we’re very confused and honestly a little worried, Eddie had never been at a loss for words his entire life

“You look amazing. You’re just perfect and I don’t deserve it and I think I love you and I-“

“What did you just say?”

“I said you were amazing and perfect and I don’t deserve you”

“No Eddie that last part”

“Oh yeah. I love you. I love you a lot, I mean you make me happy. A perfect night with my woman, snacks, and a great movie”

You melted, he had never said that before. And you immediately knew you loved him too

“I love you too you big goon.” 🥺

While the food was important, it didn’t matter right now because as soon as you sat down Eddie rested his forehead against yours, his way of letting you know he felt safe

With everything going on in Hawkins it was usually hard to find time to spend like this together and with all Eddie had been through all you wanted was to make sure he was safe

And he said he loved you. The world could end tomorrow (and in Hawkins there was a high chance it could you never knew) and you would be happy because the two of you had each other

“I love you”

“You just said that Ed”

“I know but I wanted to see the smile on your face when I said it again”

“I love you too babe. Now eat your food before it gets cold and turn the movie back on, this part is good.” 🥺❤️

Let me know if you’d like to be added to my stranger things taglist ❤️

Taglist: @warmommy @vintagemol @tvserie-s-world

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[dntaewithluv]

Make You Scream | jjk

It's your first Halloween with Jungkook and it's bound to be a night filled with screams. Both of fright and of pleasure.

🎃 Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader (pieceofyou!jungkook x reader)

🎃 Word Count: 5.7k

🎃 Rating: 18+

🎃 Genre: Established relationship au, Halloween au, fluff, smut, humor, very very minor angst

🎃 Warnings: Explicit language, mention of kids being greedy and Jungkook wanting to scare them, implications of sexual content, side pairing vmin, mention of the Netflix show Squid Game (pretty much the basic plot nothing really spoilery), brief mention of murder in reference to the previous warning, use of fake blood (brief), oc and jk being chaotic, very minor angst cause jk sad and pouty, jk scaring trick or treaters that are really [redacted], *insert zombie ep of run here*, more vmin (brief mxm tae just kisses jimin on the cheek it’s soft), mention of alcohol, consumption of alcohol (pls drink responsibly also everyone gets home safe so dw!!), mention of fantasies, jungkook in his office ceo suit from the banner 🚨🚨🚨 !!, oc is in a sexy pizza delivery girl costume, explicit sexual content, making out, groping, grinding, brief interrupted handjob, loooots of dirty talk, also praise, degredation, begging, thigh riding, loooots of rough marking, biting, and scratching, brief handjob pt 2, oral (m receiving), messy blowjob, dom!jk, sub!reader, rough face fucking, lots of spit (sorry), more thigh riding, unprotected sex (pls no), riding, rough sex, cum stuffing, cum eating, it ends on a soft cute note as always (i promise)

A/N: Happy (late) Halloween 🎃 Sorry this is a few days late, but I hope you’ll still be able to enjoy it 🥰 This is technically a Halloween drabble for Piece of You, but it also can be read as just a boyfriend JK Halloween fic. There is reference to JK being a pizza boy a few times but it can definitely just be read as a small plot detail! I absolutely love writing for this couple I literally never get tired of them lol. Thank you for being so patient with me and waiting for this fic, and thank you so much forever and always for your continued love and support 🥺💜

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"Damn, baby," your boyfriend remarked at the sight of the various bags of Halloween candy covering the floor of your trunk, "what, did you leave like two bags on the shelf for everyone else to fight over?"

You playfully shoved Jungkook, silencing his chuckle fest, “Shut up. Listen, I always get a ton of trick or treaters every year, and I don’t wanna have to keep sending your ass out to get more candy.”

“Why not just give each kid one piece of candy? That should stretch your supply a lot further.” he suggested as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You just stared at him for several seconds.

“What?”

“Clearly you’ve never seen the death glare children give you when you drop one sad little piece of candy in their bucket.”

“Yeah, well, kids are greedy little shits. Better yet, I can just jump out and scare them before they even make it to the door, and survival of the fittest can decide which ones actually get candy. Problem solved.”

“Kook,” you began, handing him two of the bags from your trunk, “I already told you. I’m not letting you terrorize all our trick or treaters. I love you, but I’ve built up a pretty good rep at this apartment, and I’m not letting you tarnish it because you wanna make some kids cry.”

The blonde pouted at you as the bags in his hands sagged to where they were almost touching the ground. He looked like a child right now himself. You laughed before leaning up to kiss the sad look off his face, his lips immediately molding to slot against your own.

“Cheer up, baby. It’s our first Halloween together, and it’s still gonna be amazing. Plus, the guys said they would probably stop by too." you reminded him, hoping to improve his mood slightly.

Jungkook let out a sigh, "Yeah, okay, you're right. You're gonna have to hide this candy from me though if you want there to be any left for the kids."

"Aw, babe, are you craving something sweet? Maybe I can help with that…" you said sweetly as you pressed your body up against his, a low moan rumbling in your boyfriend's throat.

"I swear to God, baby, give me five minutes. I'll meet you in our room." Jungkook proposed, hints of desperation in his voice.

You giggled wildly as your boyfriend proceeded to grab every single bag of candy, determined to get everything in one trip as he made a mad dash for the door of your shared apartment.

"Is Minnie really bringing his new boyfriend tonight?" you inquired as you busied yourself finishing up your candy station by the front door.

"He's supposed to be. He knows we've all been dying to meet this new mystery man of his." Jungkook replied from the living room.

"I really hope we get to tonight. Also, are you all ready? The kids are probably gonna start showing up pretty soon."

You joined your boyfriend in the living room, smiling at the sight of him in his green track suit splattered with fake blood, his blonde locks a wavy mess.

"Baby, if we were in Squid Game, would you kill me for the money?" Jungkook asked as he took in your matching attire.

You put a finger on your chin and stared up at the ceiling, pretending to be perplexed, "Depends. How much money are we talking about?"

"You fucking brat!" he exclaimed before lunging at you and tickling your sides until tears were streaming down your face.

"Okay...okay...stop!" you wheezed out as you tried to detach yourself from him, "We gotta get ready...for trick or…treaters."

He finally released you and you straightened out your costume before preparing to head back towards the door.

"Y/N, hang on a second."

You turned back around at the sound of your boyfriend's voice.

"What's up, babe?"

"I just think your costume could use a little more fake blood before you start handing out candy. Here, I'll help you really quick." he offered before walking over to the kitchen counter to retrieve the bowl with the red mixture.

"Aw, Kook, thanks for looking out, baby." you said sincerely as you smiled sweetly at him.

"No worries, babe, I got you. Yeah, I think you just missed a spot right…" Jungkook trailed off as he dipped his hand into the bowl.

And right as you caught on to what he was up to-

"Here!" he finished proudly as he smeared his hand across your breast.

You just looked back at him, unimpressed, "Just say you wanted an excuse to touch my tits and go."

"Shit, baby. Caught me red handed." the blonde voiced as he displayed his crimson stained palm, a shit eating grin plastered across his face.

You shook your head, but you couldn't stop yourself from laughing at your boyfriend's chaotic behavior.

"Guess I should probably smear some over your dick then. I mean, it's only fair right?"

Jungkook gave a casual shrug of his shoulders.

"I mean, if you're offering."

Just as your hand started to go for the bowl, a chorus of "Trick or Treat!" sounded at the front door.

"Sorry, babe, looks like you'll just have to get your treat later." you told him before hurrying towards the door, not missing the disappointed groan your boyfriend let out behind you.

Your once bountiful candy supply dwindled more and more with each passing hour. The flow of trick or treaters was basically non stop with more and more kids popping up every time you turned back to the front door. You couldn't deny that you absolutely loved it though. Cooing at all the little ones in their cute costumes, and getting scared more than once by some of the more scary and gruesome outfit choices of the night. The only person who didn't seem to be enjoying themselves, however, was Jungkook.

Every time you looked over, your boyfriend was staring out the window at the haunted house going on across the street. He gazed longingly, a pout prominent on his features as groups of people came running out, screaming and crying, and in various states of disarray. Most of the traumatized children made a beeline straight to your door, just desperate to get away from the house of horrors. Others just took off, not even sure what direction they were going in.

"Kook?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you wanna hand out candy for a bit? You've been sulking by the window all night."

"No thanks."  

The crowd of kids seemed to be thinning out, at least for now, so you left the door to wander over to your gloomy boyfriend.

"Baby," you said softly, reaching out to place a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "is this really that important to you?"

The blonde let out a sigh, "Yeah, it really is. I know maybe it seems dumb to you, but the scary shit is what makes me love Halloween. Dressing up and jumping out at people is what makes it fun for me, and I'm just kinda bummed out that this is my first Halloween not getting to do that."

You frowned as you felt guilt beginning to gnaw at your insides.

"I'm sorry. This is our first Halloween together, and the last thing I should've done was disregard your feelings and how you wanted to spend it. It's not dumb, Jungkook, because it's important to you. And you're important to me. So, so important. I may not get it, but I should've tried harder to understand your perspective. Next year, we can both plan Halloween, okay? I'm just sorry I ruined our first one together." you expressed, staring down at the ground in shame at the realization of what you had done.

"Hey. Baby, look at me." Jungkook requested gently as he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze.

You were embarrassed at how close you felt to tears, but you had really fucked this up and hurt the person you loved more than anything.

"First of all, you didn't ruin Halloween. Us, spending holidays together and combining traditions and routines is something we're going to have to adjust to and work on. Together. I'm sorry I spent the whole night moping, I know that didn't really help either. Can we just enjoy what's left of our night and promise to try to collaborate better for future holidays?"

You nodded as you felt a small smile creeping across your face, earning you your favorite bunny grin from the man in front of you. Jungkook gripped your chin to hold you in place before leaning down to press his lips against yours. The way he kissed you so tenderly had butterflies erupting in your stomach. Even after being together for over a year, you loved that the pizza boy still had that effect on you.

"There's not much candy left anyway. You were right, kids are greedy little shits. It doesn't seem like the boys are gonna make it tonight either, so how about this? You go out there and terrorize our last group of trick or treaters for the night, I'll compensate by giving them what's left of the candy, and then we call it a night, deal?"

The way your boyfriend's eyes lit up in excitement had your heart melting.

"Deal!" he agreed giddily, resulting in a series of giggles from you.

"Alright, pizza boy, it looks like there's a group heading over, so now's your chance. Go make me proud and make some kids cry. And then afterwards, I'll give you your treat." you finished seductively, tightly gripping his green track jacket to tug him closer.

Jungkook's hands shamelessly went to your ass, grabbing the flesh roughly as he let out a growl, "I have a treat for you too, baby, and I think you're gonna love it."

You were closing the distance between the two of you in an instant, your mouths meeting in a much harsher kiss this time. You were seconds away from just saying screw it and letting him fuck you right there in front of the window, when the two of you pulled away at the sound of laughter coming from outside.

"To be continued. It's showtime, baby!" the blonde declared, grinning wickedly at you before he was disappearing out the front door.

You turned the outside lights off to give Jungkook some extra cover, not that he needed it because you already had no idea where he had gone to hide. The group was getting closer, and you waited silently by the front door for your boyfriend to make his move. You could just barely make out six figures in the darkness, their voices carrying all the way to your ears. You heard a familiar laugh, and cursed under your breath before opening the front door to get ready to tell Jungkook to call the whole thing off.

"Kook wait-" you had spoken a moment too late, the blonde lunging out of the darkness, and a series of screeches and screams drowning out your attempted warning.

"Oh shit!" came Jungkook's voice a few seconds later, "Hobi is that you?"

You were quickly flicking the lights back on before running out to meet your now, traumatized, friends. Poor Hobi had never stood a chance with how easily he scared. You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him clinging onto Joon's back for dear life, looking like his soul had left his body entirely. Jin was still hunched over trying to catch his breath and swearing profusely. Yoongi just looked pissed, and knowing him and how much he hated being scared, Jungkook was lucky his friend hadn't taken a swing at him. You couldn't even see Jimin at first because he was still tucked behind who you could only assume was his new boyfriend. Talk about an introduction…

"Hey guys, Happy Halloween!" you greeted them, you and Jungkook both smiling sheepishly.

Jimin finally stepped out from behind the stranger, "I know we were late, but did it really warrant sending Kook out here to terrorize all of us? Oh and this is my boyfriend, Taehyung, by the way. Way to make a good first impression."

"In my defense, I thought you guys were just a random group of trick or treaters. It was dark as shit out here, how the hell was I supposed to know." Jungkook pointed out, prompting everyone to turn and look at you.

You sighed and hung your head in defeat, "I turned off the lights to add to the ambience. But, in my defense, I did try to warn Kook before he jumped out."

Your group of friends and Taehyung looked back and forth between the two of you, seeming to contemplate how long they wanted to stay mad about the incident.

"I think we still have some candy inside if anyone wants-"

Jungkook didn't even get to finish his sentence before Jin was cutting him off.

"Okay, fine, you're forgiven! Now, where's that candy?"

You all stared at your friend, dumbfounded at his complete change in mood, but Jin was already letting himself into your apartment and immediately diving into the bowl of candy.

"Your friends are weird." Taehyung remarked quietly.

"I know, I'm so sorry you had to meet everyone like this." Jimin groaned, but his boyfriend just shook his head at him and chuckled.

"No, I like them. Thanks for bringing me tonight, Minnie." Taehyung voiced before bending down to place a kiss on Jimin's cheek.

You had to stop yourself from saying "awww" out loud as your friend's face flushed wildly.

"We better get in there if we don't want Jin to eat all the candy. Also, Y/N made some kind of spooky punch in a cauldron bowl, and I spiked the shit out of it when she wasn't looking-"

"YOU WHAT?!" you exclaimed, causing everyone to jump at your sudden outburst.

"Aw, come on, baby, it's Halloween. We gotta have some booze for our boos." your boyfriend pressed.

"Jungkook. I had already spiked the punch when I made it."

"Oh fuck." he replied as the realization dawned on him.

"So you guys basically have liquid death in a cauldron? Nice." Yoongi spoke up, unphased as per usual.

"Guess we're really getting fucked up tonight." Hobi added, and you were happy to see him finally having calmed down from earlier.

"Just fyi, you touch that punch bowl and your keys are mine. Kook and I will call an Uber for everyone at the end of the night." you stated matter of factly, and your friends knew you well enough by now to know not to fight you on something like this.

Still, you and Jungkook couldn't help but laugh at each set of keys that were placed in your hands, one after the other. Looked like your first Halloween really wasn't ruined after all.

You could feel the exhaustion beginning to plague you as you plopped on the couch after making sure your friends were sent off safe for the night in an Uber, but the surprise you and Jungkook had promised each other was also beginning to  resurface in your thoughts.

"Aww, baby. You look so tired. I'm pretty beat too. Should we just do our surprises another night?"

You pouted at Jungkook from the couch, and he chuckled before taking a seat next to you, an arm automatically going around your shoulders to pull you into him.

"No." you grumbled, "I wanna do it tonight. I just need to take a shower and wash all this fake blood off first so I can get all sexy for you."

Your boyfriend hummed before pressing his lips to the top of your head, "Baby, to me, you're always sexy. Even covered in fake blood from people you hypothetically murdered for money, you're still stunning."

You giggled at that, your face warming at his sweet and yet still chaotic compliment.

"Okay, thanks babe, that's very sweet, but now I wanna do it even moooooore." you whined, causing Jungkook to sit up suddenly, pulling you with him.

"Tell you what? You go jump in the shower and get ready in our bathroom, and I'll use the one down the hall, and we'll meet back up in our room in like an hour. Sound good?" the blonde proposed before getting to his feet and holding out a hand to help you off the couch.

"I'm about to rock your world, Jungkook Jeon." you said proudly once you were standing next to him.

"Not if I rock yours first." Jungkook challenged back, a smirk present on his face.

"We'll see about that, pizza boy."

"Guess we will."

The two of you stood there staring each other down for a few more seconds before rushing off in opposite directions to get ready for both of your respective surprises.

"Ugh, why is this so fucking hard." you swore aloud as you struggled with finding a sexy position to present yourself to Jungkook with on your bed.

You had just managed to finally get comfortable, when a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Baby, are you ready?" Jungkook asked from outside your shared room.

"Ready!" you called back, "You?"

"Me too. It okay for me to come in?"

You reached over to switch on your bedside lamp to illuminate the otherwise dark room, "Come in, pizza boy."

The door slowly opened a moment later, and any confidence you'd had flew out the window at the sight of your boyfriend, your mouth dropping open before you could stop it. Halloween was suddenly your favorite holiday because it had given you Jungkook standing in your doorway in a full black suit, his usually untamed blonde locks slicked back on one side. He looked absolutely delicious, and your hunger was growing ravenous.

Jungkook had never dressed up for you, or dressed up at all for that matter, even though you had told him on multiple occasions how badly you wanted to see him in a suit. You even admitted to fantasizing about him wearing one, and still…nothing. Until now. Now that you were so ferally aroused you felt ready to lunge at him.

"Fuck."

The hushed curse fell from both of your lips simultaneously. You'd had yet to gauge Jungkook's reaction to your homemade sexy pizza delivery girl costume, too busy drinking him in while your mind ran amok with the filthiest thoughts.

"You really are a treat, baby. Shit." he rasped out, licking his lips hungrily as his eyes grew noticeably darker.

His gaze raked over your body, lingering on your exposed thighs as well as your breasts spilling out of the unbuttoned polo, complete with your replica of the Pizza Paradise logo, and you had even borrowed his hat from his uniform to complete the ensemble.

"Me? Kook. I know it's Halloween, but you look like an entire fucking Thanksgiving meal. I knew you would look yummy in a suit, but fucking hell…" you trailed off as you got up from the bed.

Jungkook crossed over to you in just a few strides, and it was like you could feel the heat radiating off of each other, from how bad you wanted each other. Needed each other.

"Kook." you breathed, your hands reaching out to grip onto the lapels of his suit jacket.

"No more talking." Jungkook growled out, "It's time for me to indulge in my treat."

A moan had just barely started to slip past your lips before it was being muffled by the blonde's mouth crashing against your own. The kiss was desperate and clumsy, the two of you panting into each other's mouths more than anything else. Jungkook swiveled around to take a seat at the foot of your bed, immediately yanking you down to straddle his lap and seeking out your lips once more.

You whimpered at already being able to feel Jungkook growing hard underneath you as he nipped and sucked your bottom lip harshly. His large hands grabbed at your barely covered ass, groaning in between wild kisses as he encouraged you to move against him. One of your hands trailed down to begin undoing his slacks, finding it easy to navigate your way to freeing his cock from its confines. The blonde pulled off your lips with a pop, letting out a hiss as you wrapped your hand around him, "What do you think you're doing, baby?"

"I want my treat." you purred, kissing your way from his jaw to his ear as you slowly began to stroke him, "Let me suck you off."

You felt your boyfriend's dick twitch in your grasp, but Jungkook surprised you by pulling back to dodge your lips.

"Not so fast, beautiful. As much as I'd love to fill up that dirty mouth of yours, there's something else I have planned for you tonight. Something we've been talking about trying for a while." The blonde gave you a knowing look as he said this, combined with a mischievous raise of his eyebrow.

You let out a small gasp, your hand leaving his dick to instead rest on his thighs.

"Are you sure you wanna do that for the first time while you're wearing a suit?”

“Mmm, you know if I remember correctly, you even had a fantasy about doing that with me in a suit? Am I wrong, baby?” was Jungkook’s smug response as his hands smoothed over your hips, causing you to shiver.

“I’ve had my own little fantasies about this, you know. Why don’t you take off those little shorts for me, baby?” your boyfriend asked sweetly.

You carefully got up from his lap before turning away from him, making a show out of sliding your shorts down your legs, and giving Jungkook the perfect view of the lacy red underwear you had chosen to wear underneath.

“You fucking tease.” your boyfriend practically snarled, “Hurry up and get back over here.”

You giggled proudly before facing him once more, Jungkook leaning back on his hands as he tongued the inside of his cheek, his cock looking achingly hard between his legs. You were already close to soaking through your panties as you moved to straddle one of his thighs.

“I promise, I’ll take your suit to get dry cleaned tomorrow.” you said as the two of you took notice of the wet spot growing on his black slacks.

“I don’t give a fuck about the suit. Just want you to ride my thigh like you would ride my cock. I know your needy little cunt is just begging for it, isn’t it, baby?” Jungkook spurred you on, gripping your hips to pull you down harder against his thigh.

“Yes, Kook. Wanna ride your thigh so bad.” you moaned as you placed your hands on his shoulders to prepare yourself.

Your boyfriend had extremely thick and muscular thighs, and you couldn’t wait to feel him flexing against you.

“I’ll let you take the lead, babe. At least to start, okay?”

You nodded, your fingers flexing anxiously around his broad shoulders. You started to move slowly, breathy little sighs escaping you at finally receiving some much needed stimulation.

“Fuck, baby, just like that. Grind that messy little cunt all over my thigh.” Jungkook praised, admiring the way your hips rutted against him.

You increased your pace slightly and your nails dug into his shoulders to compensate for the pleasure you were feeling. Your boyfriend’s hands went to the hem of your shirt, and you automatically were raising up your arms to allow him to slip the garment over your head. Jungkook’s lips immediately went to your neck, brutally sucking color into your skin as you started to go even faster. He sunk his teeth into your flesh, and you threw your head back, moaning obscenely loud. The blonde growled against you before biting down again, making you cry out as you desperately sped up the movement of your hips. Each sound of pleasure that left your lips just seemed to rile Jungkook up that much more as he imprinted himself across your skin.

“Fuck, Kook. So rough.” you gasped out just as his hands went to your back to unclasp your bra.

He helped slide it off your shoulders and down your arms, and then his mouth was attaching itself to one of your nipples, sucking with purpose and making you squirm in his lap. Jungkook pulled your bud between his teeth, and your hips bucked against his thigh, “Jungkook, fuck!”

He pulled back, leaving a trail of saliva connecting his swollen lips to your breast.

“This is the one night of the year I can make you scream. Really scream. Without anyone batting an eye. I wanna fucking hear you, baby.”

No sooner had the words left Jungkook’s mouth than he was grazing his teeth against your other nipple. You panted loudly as you felt your orgasm starting to approach. Your hand once again traveled down to wrap around your boyfriend’s cock, and this time you began pumping him in time with each rock of your hips. Jungkook sucked harder against your perked bud, his other hand grabbing and groping at your other breast. You worked your hand faster against him, simultaneously increasing the speed of your hips. Your boyfriend lost the ability to keep marking up your skin, a moan escaping him as he threw his head back. You took the moment of distraction to slide off Jungkook’s lap and onto your knees on the floor before taking as much of him into your mouth as you could in one go.

“Fuck! Oh you brat!” the blonde hissed as his hips instinctively bucked up, pushing his dick all the way to the back of your throat.

You choked around him, but did your best to ignore it as you got to work bobbing up and down his cock. You sucked him down like he was candy, and Jungkook groaned beautifully above you. He let out a growl before you felt one of his hands twisting into your hair, and gripping it tight.

“You want me to fuck your mouth so bad? Then hold still and take it, you greedy little cockslut.” your boyfriend snarled, using his hold on your hair to harshly push you down on his cock.

Tears streamed down your face as you gagged around him, Jungkook fucking your throat with no mercy.

“Wanted cock so bad, you couldn’t even finish fucking yourself against my thigh. My dirty little baby.” he spat filthily at you, causing you to whimper around his length and drip down your thighs.

Just as you felt yourself starting to grow lightheaded, Jungkook roughly tugged you up by your hair, leaving his cock wet and messy with your spit. You gasped for air as you drooled down your chin and onto your chest.

“Now then, panties off, and I want you to ride my thigh until you cum. Think you can do that for me, baby?”

You nodded as you continued spluttering from the assault on your throat. You’d enjoyed it though. To be honest, you’d fucking loved it. Jungkook had never been this rough with you before, but you were quickly growing addicted to it. To this side of him.

Your boyfriend patiently waited for you to finish catching your breath and remove your panties before he was helping reposition you back over his thigh. You slowly began to lower yourself back down, still in a bit of a haze from what had just transpired. You barely had time to register Jungkook yanking down his slacks as your dripping cunt came into contact with his bare skin.

“Ohhhh fuck, Kook.” you mewled, beginning to drag yourself back and forth over his thigh.

“Making such a mess, baby. Shit.” he swore before experimentally flexing against you, right against your aching clit.

You jolted in his lap, nearly sliding off if Jungkook hadn’t been holding onto your waist.

“Holy fuck. I can’t believe we’ve never done this before. It feels so fucking good, baby.” you told him as you frantically began rutting against his thigh once more.

“For me too, fuck. Seeing you ride me like this, it’s one of the hottest fucking things ever. Need you to cum for me though, baby. Fuck yourself like you mean it.”

The skin to skin contact had you getting there much faster this time, a mixture of pants and whines slipping from between your lips. Jungkook returned to leaving spots of color all over your chest and neck, his lips, tongue, and teeth drawing out high pitched cries from you. Your nails dug into his biceps as the movement of your hips grew more stuttered.

“Almost there, Kook... You feel so good.” you cried, fresh tears beginning to leak down your cheeks.

Jungkook put all his energy in repeatedly flexing his thigh against you as you desperately grinded against him.

“Want you to give me my treat, baby. Make a mess all over my thigh.” your boyfriend coaxed, and you could feel yourself right on the brink of release.

Jungkook grunted as he flexed against you, hard, at the same time that he used his hold on your hips to roughly pull you down onto him.

“Jungkook!” you screamed out as the band inside of you snapped, and you came all over his thigh.

“Fuck!” he hissed loudly, not even giving you time to recover before he was sinking you down on his cock in one swift motion.

You moaned at the sudden stretch, your hands immediately going to claw at his still suit clad back.

“Shiiiit, that’s like heaven.” Jungkook groaned as he thrusted up into you.

“Kook, fuck, oh my God.” you babbled breathlessly, his hips bucking up harshly and bouncing you in his lap.

“Seeing you ride my thigh was great, but nothing beats seeing you ride my cock, baby. Love watching the way you lose it when I’m inside you. So fucked out and out of your mind for my cock. Fuck, baby, I never get tired of it.”

You could slowly feel your energy starting to return as you clumsily lifted yourself up before dropping back down, Jungkook’s hands returning to your waist to help you bounce on his cock.

“Let’s see if I can coax a few more horror worthy screams out of you before the night is over.”

The cocky smirk on your boyfriend’s face and mischievous glint in his eyes had you clenching tight around him. Jungkook moaned, his fingers digging harder into your flesh as he doubled his efforts in fucking up into you. You wrapped your arms around him, clinging tightly as he brought you down onto him again and again. A loud cry escaped you at the feeling of Jungkook biting down against your shoulder. You threw your head back, mouth hanging open as the blonde relentlessly speared you on his cock.

“Always so good the way you lose it on my cock. Shit.” Jungkook cursed, looking down to watch the way he disappeared inside of you.

Your walls spasmed around him, and it was taking everything in you just to hold on as you began to shake in his hold. Jungkook lunged forward with a growl, like a man possessed, to roughly claim your mouth. All you could do was clumsily kiss him back and whimper helplessly.

“Kook...cum...again.” you rasped out, your second orgasm of the night almost upon you.

“Just a little longer, baby. I’m almost there with you.” he panted out as his thrusts began to lose their rhythm.

One of his hands left your waist to focus on rubbing your swollen clit with two fingers.

“Shit! Kook!” you sobbed out, fingers scrambling against his back.

Jungkook was biting down hard on his lip in concentration, and you could see all the muscles straining in his neck and face, blonde locks mussed and soaked in sweat. He was always so beautiful right before he came, and you always did your best to watch him until you couldn’t. Your boyfriend added a third finger to furiously strum against your bundle of nerves. You rewarded Jungkook with the scream he had been wanting as you shrieked before releasing all over his cock and thighs.

“Fuck. Always such a good girl creaming my cock for me. Gonna fill you up so fucking good, baby. You’ll be leaking till Christmas, just keeping my cum warm for me. My perfect little cumslut. So fucking perfect. Fuuuuuuck.” he moaned out, his head falling back and exposing his gorgeous neck as he twitched inside you before you felt ropes of cum painting your insides white.

Keeping with the theme of the night of not allowing you any kind of break, Jungkook carefully pulled out of you before laying you down on the bed and using two of his tattooed fingers to shove the mixture of cum back inside you. A breathless gasp left you as he drew them back out slowly, his eyes finding yours as he held his slicked up digits out to you.

“Open up.” was his simple command, his voice gruff.

You were sitting up a moment later to wrap your mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean as Jungkook hummed at the sight.

“And just think,” he started as he began to shed his suit jacket before going to unbutton his shirt underneath, “this is only our first Halloween together.”

“Can’t wait till next year.” you murmured, smiling lazily up at him.

“Me either.” he agreed before bending down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Maybe next year you do the sexy pizza delivery costume.” you suggested, a yawn escaping you at the end.

Jungkook chuckled as he beamed down at your sleepy figure, “You know what, baby, I have no doubt that somewhere in an alternate universe, you’re the cute pizza girl, and I’m the smitten idiot who orders pizza every week just hoping to see you.”

You giggled, gazing up in adoration at your chaotic, sweet, idiotic, beautiful, crazy, and amazing boyfriend.

“I love you, pizza boy.”

Your favorite bunny grin appeared instantly.

“I love you, my favorite girl.”

[i-lovethatforme]

I saw this prompt in the server earlier and thought it would be so cute if you wrote something for it 🥺 MJ works at a day care and Peter is the single dad taking his child in everyday.

me: i dont like kidfics

also me: here's a kidfic you asked for mere minutes ago

“Oops, silly me,” MJ says, trying to pull the pages of the book apart. They’re probably stuck together with juice but she can try and clean them once she’s finished this chapter.

“S’okay,” Olivia mumbles, wiggling in MJ’s lap as she reaches to help her pull the pages apart. “Dada gets stuck all the time.”

“Yeah?” MJ asks, letting her mind wander slightly to Liv’s dad. Peter. She likes to pretend she doesn’t know his name because he’s never given it to her but Liv talks about him so often it would be difficult not to know.

Besides, he's really fucking pretty.

“Mmm,” Liv says, the pages open in her hands. Pulling MJ’s thoughts away from the blush on Peter’s cheeks, the way he can never quite look her in the eye and she’s still trying to figure out if he. “I try?”

“Okay, good girl,” MJ says, leaning her head over Liv’s shoulder to help guide her. She runs her finger along with the words, letting Liv sound them out and occasionally helping her with a word.

She lets her read until she notices the time. It’s only three minutes to six, so MJ suggests they clear up the things they were playing with before her dad turns up. MJ takes her to the bathroom and washes her hands and she presses soap to Liv’s nose because she laughs every time and it’s cute.

“Excited to go home?” MJ asks, feeling her knees click when she stands up from drying Liv’s hands.

“Yeah, it’s pizza night with Nana,” she replies, her cheeks pink as she smiles up at her. She’s never really mentioned a mum, not that it matters - obviously. She’s not written on her emergency contact form. Not that MJ is trying to make a move on a dad from work. That would be insane. Probably.

But she talks about her Nana’s May and Liv all the time.

“Yummy. What’s your favourite?” MJ asks, taking the little girl's hand and walking her back to the front of the building as Liv tells her exactly how she likes her pizza. MJ never gets her ready with her coat and backpack before she sees Peter because his eyes always get so wide when he sees her here alone. It’s not his fault - he’s never been late but the centre is open until six on a Thursday and MJ works the late shift - and everyone else gets picked up a little earlier.

So she never wants him to feel like they’re just sitting around waiting for him. Because MJ likes Liv a lot. And she’s not bragging when she says Liv loves her. She tells her all the time. Sometimes it comes accompanied by drawings she likes to put on the fridge.

But she sees Peter running across the road, barely looking as a taxi blares his horn at him. He never seems to care that he might get hit.

“Guess who’s here, pumpkin,” MJ says, waiting to watch the way Liv’s face lights up and she struggles to get up fast enough.

“Dada!” she says, just in time for Peter to swing the door open a little too hard. MJ doesn’t mind though - he’s never managed to break it and she’d probably let him get away with it anyway.

“Hey, bug,” he replies, just as animatedly. He bends down, sweeping her into a hug that looks just on the good side of tight and there’s a pang of jealousy that works its way through MJ’s body.

“How are you?” he asks, pulling back, though Liv’s arms remain around his neck.

“Tired,” she replies, with a pout but no conviction. Not that it matters MJ knows Peter will carry her home like that anyway, so when she grabs her backpack, she hands it to him. He smiles at her, something sweet that she’ll probably overthink until she sees him again tomorrow.

He turns back to Liv, “Oh yeah? I guess that means we have to skip Nana’s and -”

“Noooo,” she replies, resting her forehead against his chest as he laughs. MJ’s not sure he’s ever said no to her before.

“I didn’t think so,” he laughs, his eyes flicking to MJ just once before he starts to fidget. “How was she -”

“D’you want to come for pizza, Em Jay?” Liv asks.

Peter’s eyes go wide, his cheeks a delicious shade of pink but MJ can’t be too smug about that right now because she’s spluttering over her words.

“Oh, I don’t -” she starts, hoping Peter will pick up where she left off but he seems hellbent on not saying anything. She couldn’t even be sure he wants her to say no.

“Dada always asking about you over dinner,” Liv continues with a shrug.

“Bug,” Peter groans, his head thrown back, showing off his neck.

“You told me not to lie.”

“You don’t have to say everything that comes into your head either,” he laughs, pressing his index finger to her nose.

He looks to MJ then and she’s doing a half-decent job of keeping her cool. Her bottom lip clamped down by her teeth so hard she thinks it might bruise. He runs his hand through his hair with a shaky laugh.

“She just -” he starts, the blush creeping down his neck. “Erm, she means when I ask about her - her day and stuff. You’re her favourite here so -”

He’s a terrible liar. She lets him wait, now that she feels a little more in control. He swallows, repositioning his daughter in his arms. Liv’s over it already, her head resting on Peter’s shoulder.

“Makes sense,” MJ says, pouting slightly. She doesn’t miss how he tracks the movement. “I don’t know how fair it is that you talk about me over dinner when you’ve never even told me your name.”

“Peter,” he blurts out. A little uncool. A little desperate if she had to guess.

“My name is Peter.”

She likes it.

“Michelle.”

He squints at her, his head tilting to the side like his daughter does when she’s trying to figure out a word.

“Liv calls you MJ.”

“Only my friends call me MJ.”

“I see,” he laughs, then he glances down at Olivia who is practically asleep already. “Erm, and so should I put you as MJ or Michelle in my phone?”

“You don’t have my number,” she says, resting her chin in her palm, arching her brow.

“You know that was like my best line, right?” he asks with a huff.

“Ouch.”

He laughs, the sound working its way past her ribcage and wriggling into her chest.

“Can I please have your number?” he asks, his eyes flicking over her face like he thinks she might say no.

“What are you going to call me if I do?”

“Tonight,” he says, with a nod of his head. “I’ll call you tonight. Oh - wait… I mean, MJ. No -”

“Peter,” she laughs, resting her hand over where his has fallen on the counter. “Here.”

She hands him a slip of paper with her name and number on it.

“How did you have time to write that?” he asks, taking a photo of the paper with his phone before he types the number in. It’s cute. He’s cute.

“Oh, I did that and returned some emails while you were having a meltdown over my name.”

“You’re so -” he laughs, his smile blindingly bright. She smiles back. And it's a moment she doesn't really want to move on from but Liv wriggles in his arms and MJ feels momentarily bad that she forgot about her for a while. It’s alright, Peter has her anyway. “Erm, I have to go.”

“Okay,” she replies with a smile. He laughs again and it's quickly becoming her favourite sound.

“I’ll call you.”

“You better.”

[content-consummer]

Hello!! You don’t know my excitement when I saw you wrote for Helios too! (This fandom needs more people) that being sad, may I request faith beams and Dino albani x gn! Reader relationship hcs?(can they pls have cuddling in it too..i feel like they would give the best hugs ahh)

YESYESYES FINALLY!!!!! A HELIOSR REQUEST ILYSM!!!! I seriously I haven’t found ONE fanfic with x reader in this fandom (if you have send me the link anon I need it) and such a cute request too 🤧 and you have such good taste I love them both so much so this will be so much fun fjkufnenwpljs 🌸

Dino Albani x gn!reader Faith Beams x gn!reader Relationship headcanons

Dino

Dino is seriously the biggest sweetheart that exists. He is kind and sweet to everyone but to his s/o he goes on a whole other level.

He gives you a little kiss daily for good morning and you better have a pair of sunglasses because the smile he will have after that can blind anyone

Dino and you always hold hands when you are in public just going around having fun

His kisses are sweet and gentle and will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside

If you aren’t facing him because you are busy with something, Dino will hug you from behind and rest his head on yours or your shoulder (depending on your height) and ask you what you doing and if you want to go eat pizza ksksksks

He invites you to play catch!

Dino LOVES the game, running around to catch a baseball and throw it back excites him sosososo much and sharing this love and peace moment with you makes it even better

He invites you for a hangout with Brad and Keith because he really wants the people he loves to get along 🥺

Say love and peace. Say it right now. Your reward shall be many many smooches from Dino and bask in his sweet laugh saying how cute you sound

If he had a tail it would be wagging 60 miles per hour as soon as his eyes catches you

He would throw a pizza party every day but if you tell him that maybe skip a day he would make an exception but might sulk for 2 minutes so you better make up for it with some cuddles

Cuddling with Dino feels like hugging a big teddy bear. I feel like his body heat is in general kind of high naturally so now you have a cute heat pack with you everywhere.

He is both a big spoon and little spoon. He has a lot of love to give but adores it when you hold him near you

If he had a bad day he would ask you to cuddle him so kiss his forehead tell him how much you love him and if anything is bothering him that you would be here to listen to him. He would melt and hug you even closer

Dino still has nightmares of eclipse when he sleeps so when he wakes up and sees you next to him, he will hug you, put his head on your chest to hear your heart beat and breathing to calm down so please pet his hair to comfort him too 🤧

Overall he is one of the best boyfriend materials he just needs a bit of comfort sometimes 💕

Faith

Everyone knows that Faith was a playboy however in the latest stories we can see that he stopped and simply goes to clubs just to DJ

I think around that time he would try to pursue a relationship with you

He 100% felt something for you before he put an end to his heartbreaker phase but he was a little too insecure to say anything other than flirt😶

Now that the two of you are dating his flirting comments still linger around but are a lot more genuine

If you are shorter than him expected him to rest his arm on your head while teasing you on how smol you are compared to him

If you are taller and tease him about it he will be mad at you for the rest of day ksksks

If he was at the club all night the next day expect to have a Faith stuck behind your back resting his head on your shoulder trying to nap on you while walking around

You will either be Juni’s worst nightmare or his savior

If your personality is like Faith’s and tease Juni together then you will be called the “shitty duo” :’) however he would still like you regardless he is just a tsun-tsun

If you try to make Faith not to tease him or stop calling him ochibi-chan then he is going to love you so much and might accidentally even call you his older sibling

That WILL make Faith jealous so try to reassurance him that you love him and only him

He is going to take you to Arc-en-ciel for some hot chocolate as a date and might even get some truffles since you are there 👀

Will 100% play the pocky game with you just to see your blushing face

Faith is okay with PDA but mostly just holding hands or an arm around you waist/shoulder

Despite being quite cocky he is more close off to kissing you only does that behind closed doors

His kisses are very passionate and sometimes they might escalate even further 😳

Cuddling with him happen almost daily. Just chilling while listening to music

He refuses to be the little spoon. His pride won’t let him

Faith just generally like spending time with you not doing too much. Just cuddling under a blanket watching a movie until you both fall asleep with you resting your head on his chest

He might even sneak a kiss to your forehead while looking at you lovingly but if you call him out he will outright refuse you

Being Faith’s s/o is a little hard because of all his fans but his love is really rewarding and worth it💕

[khaoray]

because i feel like i’m about to go insane over how much i love them i’m just gonna word vomit about han seo and vincenzo (this got super long because i literally cannot shut up, ever)

han seo respects vincenzo so much that he bows to him in public like this man is the ceo of the company being taken to trial and he’s just like “vincenzo hyung!!!!! 😄😍” the whole time i love him

he might respect vincenzo more than anyone else but he’s also not afraid to just... be an annoying little brother like that scene of him trying to fiddle with vincenzo’s suit and having his hand slapped away will live rent free in my mind forever

they went from vincenzo slapping his hand away to letting han seo fiddle with his tie in the span of like a minute truly sibling energy

han seo doing vincenzo’s hair move at myung hee he’s such a little shit

vincenzo making sure han seo’s face is blurred out in the video!!!!!! han seo’s relief when he realises!!!

han seo telling han that vincenzo’s way out of his league and that he wants to be part of vincenzo’s team instead!!!!! him hugging han because he introduced them and is part of why he has a brother now!!!

their pizza date 🥺🥺 they don’t need to go out to a restaurant anymore like the plaza fam have clearly adopted han seo and yet they go out for food together

han seo’s so casual about calling him hyung now his growth is just *chef’s kiss*

han seo getting all pouty when vincenzo tells him he’s gonna leave and vincenzo giving him that week long party line so he’s not as sad about it

vincenzo being worried about han seo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! asking him if he’s heard from han seok!! telling him to go abroad for a few months because he CARES about him now!!!! (au where they actually leave the country together and go on a roadtrip around europe for a while)

vincenzo, who ALWAYS collects on his debts, telling han seo he doesn’t mind waiting for him to return his promise because his safety is more important!!!!

han seo telling vincenzo that he’s gonna be fine because he has him now i’m gonna go fucking feral 🥺

HAN SEO BEING ABSENT FROM VINCENZO’S “I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF THEM ALL ONE BY ONE” MONTAGE WHEN EVERYONE ELSE’S SNAPSHOT WAS FROM THE SAME NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!

the look on han seo’s face when han seok tells him to beat vincenzo to death with that hockey stick will haunt me for the rest of my life thank you very much kwak dong yeon

the range of emotions han seo’s face cycles through as he tries to decide what to do i’m going insane baby boy i love YOU!!!!

“I’LL MAKE A DECISION I DON’T REGRET” jang han seo i would DIE FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!

[eevvvaa]

Eva’s adventure at the Darklight Convention

Alright, I won’t bother everyone with this because it’s gonna be long, so I’ll use the “keep reading” thing but I need to tell you guys the catastrophic, unexpected but hilarious weekend I just spent at the SPN Convention in Paris.

Okay, first you need to know that I went with my best friend, that we are not from Paris at all and that it was our first Convention ever for the both of us.

Friday :

On Friday night it was the Karaoke organized by Richard Speight Jr and since we missed the interstate exit, we were almost late at it. (The bad luck begins) BUT we managed to be on time and it was absolutely amazing ! We thought it was going to be only Rich but actually everyone except Misha and Alex was there. So there was Briana, Ruth, Kim, Rob, Rich, Mark P and S, Adam Fergus and they were all on stage with the fans, singing (they didn’t put the songs we had chosen on but it’s fine). Adam was the one we knew the less (Emilie didn’t even remember his character lol) but the guy was on fire ! He was amazing ! And Mark Sheppard wasn’t on stage because he was too busy eating pizza ahah

So this night was absolutely amazing, it was the best thing !

Saturday :

Saturday or the one wher we missed Rob and Rich’s, Misha’s, Ruth and Adam’s Panel because we were at the hospital. Let me explain.

At first, it was fine. Everyone arrived and there was a guy only wearing briefs/diapers and angel wings and the first thing Misah Collins said that day was “Why is there a naked angel over there ?” and he said he was “this close to wearing this, this morning” and Rich was like “awkward...”

Also, when they presented the actors they showed scenes on the show and everyone’s deaths (including Dean’s) and I was like “Why do you do that to us ?!” Anyway.

Then Rich and Rob’s panel started and they said it was nice to do conventions without “Mommy and Daddy around” AKA Jared and Jensen.

Then my bf got very sick and we needed to see a doctor. But the nearest was at the nearest emergency department AKA the one in the airport. And we never went to the airport before. But after looking for around an hour we found the place and we saw a doctor. Then they needed to do some exams at the nearest hospital but we don’t have a car so they called an ambulance. Long story short, they did the exams and found nothing and now she’s okay but when we left the hospital we were in the middle of nowhere, without a car or knowing how to come back to the airport. But eventually we met nice people and they guided us to the airport.

But when we arrived at the hotel we had missed all the panels. (So Misha’s 🥺)

But on Saturday night it was Rob’s concert ! And thank god we could go to it. It was really really nice, Rob has the voice of an angel and he sang three songs I wanted the most. Briana, Kim, Rich and Ruth did a song with him (Ruth and Rob singing together was absolutely beautiful) and Mark S played percussion. It was really really great, they all sing so nicely and beautifully, it was really cool.

X X X (Not my pics, so I put the links for the sources)

Also, when we went back to the hotel we saw Mark S outside, it was fun.

Sunday :

That day started with Briana and Kim’s panel. Briana talked about the musicals she did and Kim cried when she talked about how proud of “Wayward Sisters” she was. Kim also talked about sexism during her career. It was really interesting and they are both incredibly nice and funny.

Then it was time for our photo with Mish Mish and unfortunately, because he is still filming stuff, we weren’t allowed to hug or anything so they had a set for the pics and it was so so so fast... I saw the blue of his eyes and that’s all. But I sat behind John Winchester tomb like it was a normal thing to do and I’m happy about that :

(I’m in the middle) 

I didn’t have time to talk to him at all and I’m a bit sad about it but it’s alright.

Then while we had lunch in the hotel of the convention, the whole cast passed us by and my best friend confused Misha for Ruth’s bodyguard lol

During Mark Pellegrino and Alex’s Panel, Mark talked about his supernatural experiences and was asked what he would call the show if not supernatural. So he said : “Just a couple of dudes.” or “Flannels” and Alex added “Sexy Uncles Trio”. Then Mark asked Alex if he was willing to be his son irl and Alex answered “I may be your son but you’re not my family”. Also, Alex did a pun in French. He was so funny !

During Mark Sheppard’s panel, the man was wild ! He “yelled” at people to go sit down, walked around the aisles (and in front of us) and was just so nonchalant he was hilarious. At the question : “What would Crowley have done if he hadn’t died ?” He answered : “He would have lived.” ahah. Also, he said Crowley was pansexuel and did a great speech about how now we didn’t care about who you loved, who you are loved by, who you’re with, that it’s nobody’s business and that what matters is that it’s all about love. Mark S was absolutely amazing.

We allowed ourselves an autograph of Briana and Ruth and omg Briana may have made me gay or maybe just for her. She’s incredibly gorgeous, absolutely stunning and so kind, I’m in love with her ! And Ruth is such a cutie, she was so sweet.

The convention was an hour late and we were afraid to miss our train (we had to take the subway, found the train station and our train and once again, we aren’t from Paris and in huge troubles if we had missed it). But thankfully they arrived at the right time and each one of them did a little, nice speech.

Kim said many many French insults and it was way too funny, Rich did a sweet speech, it was Misha’s first time here and he was thankful at how open-hearted we were and that it was on his resolutions list to be like us (he’s so sweet) and everyone was really happy to have been there, I may have shed a tear.

Then we ran away from the convention so we didn’t miss our train and it was a miracle but we made it home !

Conclusion :

This weekend was far from what we had expected. The panels were very short (even the actors were surprised) but it was a funny, great first time at a con. Everyone was nice, we only met nice people when we were in troubles (like for real, we came across only kind people when we were lost), it was funny to have the actors around, walking next to us in the hallway or going up the stairs behind us (We recognised Mark Sheppard’s voice and realised he was behind us). Now we know how a convention works, we survived this weekend alone and lost in the capital (now we can probably survive anything) and we have only good memories of it. And we’ll definitely do another one, more organized and will take the pass with the autographs so we can talk to them. And maybe next time there’ll be J2🤞Or we’ll have to find ourselves a car, a driver licence and see what Rome looks like 😏 (and we need a freaking job too)

(Also, I'm scared of taking the plane but being in an airport for hours made it a bit better)

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The Singer (Marcus Pike x f!Reader)

Chapter Six

Rating: T (that's how you know it's pure fluff lol)

Warnings: Slight sadness in the beginning, Reader sings a pretty depressing song (I actually have a disclaimer about it after the chapter), parent expectation drama, language, but other than that we are back in fluff town!

W/C: 5k (this one got away from me a little 😭)

A/N: (Can I just say fate was against me writing this chapter so bad, first the whole thing got deleted on accident so I started over, then suddenly my draft disappeared & I started over again. I nearly gave up but I didn't because I love them 😭 but it also isn't the best chapter because I got so flustered) But we are back with cute Marcus/Reader interactions!! I wrote a recap of chapter 5.5 in the beginning (nothing explicit so it's safe but still letting you know). And we are halfway through the story! Thank you to everyone that has reblogged & liked, I appreciate you all! ♥️ Since we don't really know much about Marcus from before The Mentalist, I spun my own little story for him lol (I haven't read any other Marcus fics that has a backstory similar to mine, this truly came from my own head so I'm sorry if someone's story is close to his! It's totally unintentional)

Song mentioned:

Chapter 5.5 (ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE)

Chapter Five | Chapter Seven

The Singer Masterlist

I wish I could cut Teresa out 😤 but I love his face 🥺

In the three weeks that followed that night at your apartment, you and Marcus fell right back into place, like nothing ever happened. You did it; you opened up about your ex and you were right. You felt so much better. It was like you packed it all away in a box, locking it up and throwing it out to never be thought of again. And best of all, Marcus wants to stay. He wants to wait for you. Neither of you brought up your exes after that, feeling it was unnecessary and only looking forward. Now you can truly focus on your healing, which was admittedly easier with Marcus by your side.

Marcus feels better, too. He thought he scared you away, but you were only trying to protect him. He still feels terrible about what you had opened up to him about, but he knows you're a force to be reckoned with, even if you didn't think so. He promises himself to never let you forget it or doubt yourself again.

He kept showing up at the bar after work to watch the last half of your show, laughing softly when he would see Ms. Lidia pull you by the hand into conversation. But you were never rude, always smiling and humoring her until you politely said goodbye. He loves that about you. You had allowed him to stay, to be a part of your life, and he promised to go at your pace. He only hopes you'll eventually feel as strongly for him as he does for you.

You two had even decided to make movie nights at your apartment a weekly get together. You agreed to stay friends for now, but he was thrilled when you brought the idea up to him. Of course he said yes. He insisted on buying the pizza and wine, no matter how much you refused, reasoning that it was only fair since you were hosting him. It quickly became your favorite night of the week, bumping the night at the bar from the top spot, and you looked forward to hanging out with him in the comfort of your own home.

The feelings you have for one another only get stronger. You fight your insecurities diligently and you slowly start letting your heart open to him. You're afraid to let him know, not finding the right moment to tell him you officially want to start dating. Marcus is already head over heels for you, but he doesn't want to say it and frighten you, just in case you still need time, so he'll wait for you to approach him. You both hit a standstill, neither one of you sure when to let the other know about your feelings.

* * * *

The second Tuesday of the month: your favorite day. The bar closes for general maintenance, and the team is usually done by lunchtime, but the manager of the bar keeps it closed for the rest of the day regardless. It's the only time you have to play and practice, keeping your mind sharp and your fingers nimble. You're grateful to the manager; he lets you stay in the bar by yourself to play, an old promise of Cecil's to you that your late friend made him keep when Cecil hired him.

You remove your blazer, setting it down on top of your purse to keep it from hitting the floor and you scoot yourself in on the bench, flipping up the cover to reveal the ivory keys that lie beneath. You grab your small briefcase, scanning through the different works of Bach, Chopin, Beethoven, flipping through the music sheets until you find one you desire playing. You pull out the sheets for "Moonlight Sonata", placing them on the stand attached to the piano. You stretch your fingers out, playing the first chords of the song and letting them dance across the keys, losing yourself in the song.

Marcus walks toward the back entrance of the bar; he asked Celina if she knew where you were and she let him know that you were at the bar practicing. He figured she meant practicing songs, but when he opens the door and he hears the booming sounds of a piano, his heart skips. He had no idea. He walks toward the sound until you come into view. You're wearing jean shorts and a gray tank top and heat rushes to his face when he sees your tank top rise up your back as you play. He steps closer, standing still and listening for a moment, not yet wanting to interrupt you.

He realizes you must have not heard him walk in or next to you; your eyes are shut as you let muscle memory take over, never missing a single note. Incredible. He watches the masterpiece unravel before him, the muscles in your arms, shoulders, and hands flexing beautifully and his heart aches. He can already feel that little word wanting to fall right out of his mouth. You finish the last soft notes of the song, your eyes opening and landing on the music sheets you didn't need in front of you.

"That was beautiful," Marcus says, his sudden declaration frightening you.

"Jeez — Marcus!" You startle, feeling a shock of anxiety snap your heart. You place your hand on your chest as you slowly turn your head to look at Marcus, greeting you with a sheepish grin.

"You know, one of these days I'm going to have a heart attack for real and you'll be getting my hospital bills."

"I guess I better sign a waiver then," he laughs.

"Just stop scaring me!" You laugh along. "What are you doing here? How'd you know where I was?"

"Celina told me," he replies and you look at him, dumbstruck.

"Since when do you and Celina talk?" You ask.

"She pulled me to the side one night when you went to the bathroom. She pretty much gave me the 'if you hurt my best friend' speech," he chuckles.

"I'm gonna kill her," you shake your head and smile.

"Yeah well, we exchanged numbers in case we ever needed to talk about certain things without a certain someone knowing," he winks at you.

"Oh great, you guys talk shit then?" You joke and he nods, laughing when you nudge him playfully with your closed fist.

"You better be careful, otherwise you won't be able to play anymore," he rubs his arm. "I didn't even know you played," he smiles and grabs a chair from a nearby table to sit on.

"Yeah, my parents put me in lessons when I was a kid. I'm pretty sure they just wanted me out of the house," you laugh together. "But I ended up loving it, so it stuck."

"Do you have any original songs?" He asks and your heart drops.

"Um... Yeah, I've written one song," you give him a shy smile and his eyes brighten with excitement.

"Can I hear it?"

Should I? You weigh your options in your mind; you hesitate on letting him hear the song, but you also don't want to hide anything from him anymore.

"Uh, sure. Yeah," you smile at him. "Just give me a second," you mutter as you turn to your briefcase, opening the small pocket in the back and pulling out the folded music sheets.

"It's been a long time since I've played this so... Go easy on me," you chuckle softly, unfolding the sheets and placing them on the stand.

Marcus sits there, eagerly waiting for you to start. He senses your nervousness as you take a shuddering breath and he's about to tell you that you don't have to play it, but your fingers start moving across the keys. The song starts slowly, focused on the deeper chords of the piano.

He listens intently when you start singing in a much lower and sadder voice than he's used to and he knows this song won't be a happy one. He pays attention to the lyrics, the hurt trickling from your lips to his heart.

Intuition is always right,

I should have trusted mine.

He knows what you mean. He wants to stop you, but you get carried away in the song, closing your eyes again and disregarding the sheets on the stand, playing from memory and from your heart. You call yourself a moonflower, only able to bloom in darkness.

Anoxia? He doesn't like the sound of that and he feels an anger grow within him as his mind paints an awful picture. You continue singing about your growth and how you need to move on from the pain.

Your voice is hauntingly beautiful as you sing a pitch higher in the last part of the song until it comes to an end. You open your eyes and take a deep breath, removing your hands from the piano and watching them shake in your lap. You feel a sense of relief, another part of your past that you didn't realize you needed to release. You take another breath, looking up at Marcus and he's just sitting there, giving you a gentle smile.

"That was beautiful," he compliments. He doesn't want to push the subject of the lyrics further, deciding to ask you about it at a later time.

"Thanks," you smile back. "I'm surprised I remembered it." A moment passes before Marcus speaks again.

"I wanted to see if you would like to go to the evening farmer's market today," he asks and you smile brightly at him.

"I would love to."

He offers to leave the bar and pick you up later, but you ask him to stay and sit while you play. You never let anyone sit with you before, claiming it as your alone time, but with Marcus you don't feel the need to be alone anymore. Marcus doesn't interrupt you, doesn't ask any questions, just sits there and listens, watching you play slow and fast songs and complimenting your skills.

You scoot over on the bench and invite him to sit next to you. The bench is small, so it's unavoidable that your sides are lined up right against each other. You successfully teach him "Chopsticks" and you play a small duet together until Marcus begins fumbling his fingers, the nerves getting to him from being so close to you. He doesn't leave the bench after that, sitting next to you while you play and you lean into him to reach his side of the piano.

The afternoon fades into evening and you grab your briefcase, filing away the music sheets you pulled out to show Marcus. He glances at the watch on his wrist and looks around at the still empty bar, no staff members or patrons entering.

"Where is everyone?" He asks.

"Oh, the bar's closed today. Every second Tuesday of the month," you explain. "That's why I'm here; it's the only time I can play until I can afford one of my own. But I'm saving for a car first, so it might take a while.” You shrug and smile.

Marcus has a quick thought that he would love to buy a piano for you in the home you live in together, your beautiful melodies filling every corner of the house and he would never have to live without music again. He snaps himself out of it when you stand, putting your blazer back on while you wait for him to stand as well.

He walks you to his car and he drives to the designated parking lot for the farmer's market, having to circle around a couple of times until he gets lucky when someone leaves and he's able to take that spot. He's still the perfect gentleman for you, opening the door and offering his arm to you, and though he feels sad when you pull away from him, he doesn't take it to heart.

The two of you walk through the market; all the stands are up and there's already a fairly large crowd you have to maneuver around. You bump into Marcus often, apologizing to him, but he doesn't mind. Part of him is glad it's so busy just so you could stay close together as you walk through.

A stand catches your eye; they're selling an assortment of avocado oils all in different flavors. Not just oils for cooking, but also lip balms and hand creams. Marcus beams as he watches you taste test the different oils on small pieces of bruschetta, making yummy noises when you find one you love. You pay the vendor for the oil, putting the bag in your purse and you turn to Marcus with a happy smile on your face.

You pass by another stand selling all kinds of flowers: tulips, gardenias, roses, and more. You stray from Marcus to look at the bouquets of daisies and baby's breath and he looks at the different colored roses: pink, white, even rainbow. The woman behind the table hands him a blue rose and whispers the meaning behind it in his ear. He blushes slightly as he looks over to you, your eyes closed and nose buried in a pink tulip, and he looks back at the vendor. He tries to pay her and she refuses, telling him to pass the gift along to you.

You feel Marcus walk up next to you and turn to see him with his arm behind his back. You look at him suspiciously, nearly asking him about it until he brings his arm forward again, handing you a beautiful, blue rose.

"Marcus," you gasp. "How romantic," you smile and your words catch him off guard as the pink hue brightens in his cheeks.

You head over to a coffee truck, blue rose in hand, and you order a caramel latte while Marcus orders a chai latte. A few minutes pass and you chat about the different stands and merchandise, saying you'll have to come again when you have more money. The barista calls out your coffees and you throw a few dollar bills into the tip jar before the two of you continue walking down the street.

"So, tell me something," you say with your mouth over the lid of your disposable cup. Marcus waits for you to swallow the liquid in your mouth to hear your question.

"How did you become an FBI agent? In the art department nonetheless?"

"Well..." He says, a pitch higher than his resting tone as he drags out the word.

"If it's a touchy subject, you don't have to tell me," you reassure, but he turns to you and smiles.

"No, I'd love to tell you about it," you smile back. "My father's a lawyer, a pretty successful one at that, and he was insistent on me becoming one like him. You know, to keep it in the family. He started hounding me once I got to high school and I didn't really feel like I had any other choice so I applied and got accepted into law school.

"I made it about halfway through when I realized that I was in control of what I wanted to do with my life. So I quit. You can imagine how upset my father was. He stopped supporting me and kicked me out of the house." He scoffed and shook his head, keeping his attention to a small rock under his shoe.

"I'm sorry," you say as you give him a comforting squeeze on his arm. He looks at you and smiles, taking a deep breath to continue.

"I slept on a friend's couch for a while until I could get my feet back on the ground. I used to stay up late watching that old show, The FBI, and ever since then, I knew I wanted to be just like Lewis Erskine," he chuckles, making you laugh as well.

"I went back to school, double majored in art and criminal justice, graduated at the top of my class, and worked my ass off training at the academy and now," he gestures to himself. "Here I am."

"That's really inspiring, Marcus," you smile. "It makes me feel better for going after my own passion."

"You shouldn't have felt bad about it in the first place," he grins and you feel heat rise to your ears from his encouragement. He takes a drink of his tea while you think of your next question.

"So... How's your relationship with your dad now?"

"It's still pretty strained," he shrugs. "We never were really close anyway so it didn't surprise me that he wasn't at my college or academy graduation. As long as my mom was there, that's all I cared about."

"Well, you should be very proud of yourself, not many people have the strength to stand up to their parents and stray from what they want and expect from you," you smile warmly at him. Now his face is the one heating up.

"So okay, that's a cool story by itself, but why art specifically?" You finish the last of your coffee and toss it in a trash can as you walk by.

"I've always been fascinated by any form of art; paintings, music, cinema," he says. "I was even in a band before I went back to school."

You stop walking and grab his arm tightly, making him stop as well. He turns to look at you, eyes and mouth open wide in shock.

"You were in a band?!" You ask excitedly, others around you turning their heads to look your way. You place your hand over your mouth. "I'm sorry," you say quietly as you giggle and you continue walking.

"I didn't think it was that much of a shock," he smiles as he rubs the back of his head.

"What instrument did you play?" You ask, cutting him off before he can answer. "Wait, don't tell me..." You squint at him and rub your chin between your thumb and index finger as you try to guess. He finishes his tea while he waits, throwing the empty cup away in another trash can you pass by.

"Bass?" You finally ask.

"Yes!" Marcus laughs, surprised that you got it right. "How did you know?"

"It was just a guess," you say as you stifle a laugh. Now Marcus is the one squinting at you, knowing that wasn't the true reason you hit the head on the nail.

"Okay, okay. You just have that vibe," you admit as you smile.

"'That vibe'?" Marcus asks as he uses his fingers to quote your words in the air.

"Yeah, you know, that bass player vibe," you say, moving your arms to hold an invisible guitar, pretending to pluck strings and you bob your head slightly while you talk. "The 'I'm too cool to play all six strings, I only need four to show how cool I am' guy," you try to contain your laughter to no avail and Marcus's face comes together in confusion as he laughs with you.

"Okay, that guy sounds like a douchebag, are you trying to say that I'm a douchebag?" He throws his hand on his chest in mock offense, but he can't keep a straight face as he watches the genuine belly laugh pour out of you.

"No, no!" You say through laughs, taking a breath to calm yourself. "Okay, that was a bad example, but it does seem like an instrument you'd play," you both laugh together until it dies down. Marcus waits a beat before speaking again.

"I sang, too," he smiles and you grab his arm again.

"You sing?!" You ask loudly again, not caring about any onlookers and you immediately picture dueting with him.

"No, I sang. Past tense," your smile fades into a serious look. "It's been so long, I'm afraid I've lost my touch."

"Singing never leaves you; it's always in the present, in the now," you say as you wave your hand dramatically and wink at him.

Marcus looks away to hide the large smile you put on his face. Your hand lingers on his arm while you walk, not finding the strength to pull it off. The sky is turning a red-orange in line with the setting sun, fading into lavender and periwinkle throughout the rest. It makes you smile seeing the beautiful masterpieces that mother nature paints.

Marcus thinks about asking you back to his apartment to continue hanging out, but he doesn't want you to feel pressured or scared by the offer. He doesn't want it to come off the wrong way, he just doesn't want the day with you to end.

You look over at Marcus from the corner of your eye; he's just as mesmerized by the sunset as you. Your heart races as you watch him, the golden hour hits his features beautifully and you think about how happy you are in this moment with him, how you don't want it to end.

"Marcus?"

You call him softly and the air catches in your throat when he turns to look at you. His eyes are soft for you, lips turned up slightly at the corners of his mouth in a gentle smile, and the curve of his nose creates a slight shadow across his cheekbone. So handsome.

"I'm having a really nice time with you and... I'm not ready for it to end," you admit. Your head whirls with adrenaline from your statement.

"Would you like to come back to my apartment? We can watch a movie and I can make tea," he asks, unable to stop himself from asking.

"I-if you're comfortable, we can do something else-" he adds nervously and you stop him.

"I'd love to," you smile at him and he smiles even wider, nodding at you.

You continue walking through the marketplace back to the parking lot, commenting on fluffy dogs and petite flowers in trees as you pass by them. You think that you should be nervous going back to Marcus's apartment for the first time, but you only feel calm. You know by now that he would never pressure you to do anything you wouldn't want to.

It's a short ten minute drive to his apartment, and you hold his arm as you walk up the stairs. He unlocks the door, letting you inside first and you shuffle your shoes across the doormat to leave any dirt lingering behind, removing them to rest near the door. You marvel at his neat apartment and are pleasantly surprised by how well decorated it is. He has large potted plants in corners of the rooms, smaller ones perched on the tables, and colorful, abstract paintings on the walls. He smiles proudly when you compliment his interior design skills.

He directs you to his movie collection while he heads to the kitchen to put a kettle on the stove and a bag of popcorn in the microwave. You set your purse on a table he has in the corner of his room and walk over to his TV stand. You giggle when you see his stack of movies, a significantly smaller collection compared to yours. You scan through them and gasp when you see he has Rear Window, one of your favorites. You settle on that one, pulling it from the pile and leaving it on the TV stand, afraid to mess with his media set up.

Marcus pours the buttery popcorn into a bowl just as the kettle starts whistling. You walk into the tidy kitchen while he prepares two mugs with chamomile tea, honey, and a slice of lemon. You ask for a small glass to stick your rose in and he directs you to his cup cabinet, where everything is lined up neatly in rows. You fill it with water, removing the rose from behind your ear and placing it inside the glass. He grabs the mugs while you grab the popcorn and you both head over to the couch.

"So, what are we watching?" He asks as he sets the mugs down on the coffee table, coasters lying underneath.

He looks at you when you don't answer right away and laughs when he sees your mouth is full of popcorn. You try not to laugh and spit popcorn everywhere as you gesture to the TV stand and he follows your gaze.

"Ah, Rear Window, a classic," he smiles as he grabs the DVD case. You swallow the popcorn in your mouth to speak.

"It's definitely in my top ten — no, top five — wait, top three," you correct yourself and he chuckles.

"I'd have to agree."

He turns the TV on and inserts the disc in the DVD player, the movie playing automatically. You sit on the couch with your legs tucked underneath you and he sits a cushion away, leaving the bowl of popcorn in between. Your heart skips a beat every time your hands brush while you grab another piece. Marcus feels no shame as he times it just right, reaching for popcorn at the same time you do, just to feel the little contact.

You both finish your teas and the popcorn, minus a few unpopped kernels at the bottom of the bowl. Marcus grabs both mug handles in one hand, the bowl in the other, and walks to the kitchen, setting them down in the sink to be washed later. He grabs a couple of water bottles from the pantry and heads back to you.

Once he walks into the living room again, he sees you lying down on your side, cuddling one of his decorative pillows and resting your head on the arm of the couch, your legs curled into a fetal position. He sets the water bottles down on the table and laughs.

"Uh oh, I know what that means," he says, referring to your position.

"What?" You ask, looking at him as he sits down.

"That's the national symbol for 'I'm about to fall asleep'."

"I'm not going to fall asleep, I'm just resting," you counter and he snickers.

"Mhmm, sure," he says sarcastically and you playfully poke his thigh with your foot, calling him a baby when he pretends to be in pain.

You wish you could say you're able to stay awake, just for the sake of argument, but here you are, eyelids getting heavier with each passing minute. Why is his couch so comfortable? You shut your eyes to satiate the heaviness, opening them up again after a minute. You continue that routine a few more times until your eyes just don't open up again.

"I love this scene," Marcus says, pointing to the screen.

When he doesn't get a response from you, he looks over and smiles, chuckling softly when he sees your eyes closed and hears your slow, deep breathing. I knew it, he shakes his head. He stops the movie, letting the light from the screen illuminate the room to help him see where he's going. He walks to his bedroom and folds back the comforter, getting it ready for you.

He walks back out to your sleeping form, smiling at your peaceful face, and he gently picks you up in his arms, walking back to his room and carefully placing you in the spot he readied. He pulls the comforter over your body and turns to leave the room, startling when he feels your soft hand grab his wrist.

"Where're you goin'?" You ask, speech slurred with sleep.

"I'm going to go sleep on the couch," he grabs your hand off his wrist to hold it and impulsively leans down to kiss the side of your head, smelling the rose scent of your shampoo.

"Stay," you say in a whining tone.

"No sweetheart," he says as he stands straight. "It's okay."

"Please?" You ask again, giving him a puppy eyed look you know he can't say no to. You pull down on his hand as he hesitates, tugging him closer to the bed. "Stay with me."

"Okay Dulce, if that's what you want," he gives in to your pleas, not letting on that he also wants to stay.

You give him a sleepy smile, making him chuckle and you scoot over in bed to make room. You admittedly don't scoot all the way to the other side, wanting to feel his body close to yours. He wiggles out of his jeans and climbs in bed next to you and you instantly curl up to his chest. He leaves his arm to rest on his side, unsure if he should move it over your body to hug you. You roll your eyes and sigh, grabbing his arm and throwing it over your body yourself. It sort of just hangs there limp and you can tell he doesn't know what he should do next. So you tell him.

"You can cuddle me, you know?" You say and his chest jolts with a laugh.

"Are you sure that's okay?" He asks, the rumble of his baritone traveling through his chest and straight into your ear, tickling the nerves down your spine.

"No, I wasn't sure the whole time I asked you to stay with me," you say sarcastically and he laughs again. "It's okay Marcus," you assure.

He wraps his arms around you snugly, his chin resting on the top of your head, and you sigh happily as you breathe in his cologne. He chuckles when he feels you snuggle your face into his chest and he stays awake, listening to your breathing get deeper & more rhythmic, indicating you have fallen back asleep. He places a gentle kiss on your temple, feeling his heart fill with affection as he holds you and he never wants to let you go. He doesn't know if you were only asking him to stay out of tiredness, but for now he won't question it. He'll just let himself fall asleep, content with your warm body in his arms.

Chapter 5.5 (ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE)

Chapter Five | Chapter Seven

The Singer Masterlist

Disclaimer about the song:

Okay, there's a whole backstory to Lia Marie Johnson (here's an article about everything that has been going on with her). Basically just another tragic case of child star being exploited on the internet. This song, Moonflower, has very deep & sad lyrics & it's not confirmed that she wrote it due to what she has gone/is going through, but it's heavily speculated because of the meanings behind the lyrics.

For example: anoxia is an absence or deficiency of oxygen, i.e. from strangulation.

I chose to write it into my story as an original song Reader wrote because it fit her as well, but it's not meant to take away from Lia's experience & what led her to write it. I truly hope she is okay & I hope by me adding this, it helps bring more awareness to her story.

A/N: The song isn't played on the piano & I couldn't find a version of it on the piano so I just used my imagination lol also when you give someone a blue rose it means you think they are "extraordinarily wonderful & unique" ♥️

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Hi! I have an idea for the blurb night! Maybe you could do Shawn, Bestfriends to lovers or smth like that where they are having a movie night with like brian and others with the lines 8 and 5 + next morning with lines 12 and 14, maybe some mentions of hickeys and lot of teasing! Just some ideas, do whatever you want, lol, love you!

Anon:  5&15 💖✨

Anon:  hi hun! can you please do 13 and 15 off the NSFW blurb list?

Anon:  Could you do shawn number 15 from the smutty prompts please 🥺🥺 maybe something soft and fluffy? Love your writing ❤️❤️❤️

A/N: This took me forever to write, it’s absolutely not proofread and was mostly written in the middle of the night, so apologies for any typos. The prompts were “Come sit in my lap.” “I thought maybe we can do a little bit more than just kissing.” “You’re really bad at hiding how turned on you are.” “Well good morning to you too.” “I’ll be gentle, promise.” “That’s it baby, you’re doing great.” I definitely put too many asks together to get to this.

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           The sexual tension between you and Shawn was obvious to everyone in the room. You had always been close, but ever since he came back from the last leg of his tour things were getting out of hand. It didn’t help that you talked on snapchat when he was away. Shawn had a bad tendency of sending you pictures of himself in his bed, usually shirtless, and you had gotten into the habit of teasing him by doing the same. It was all hot and fun, until he came back, and you were faced with a whole new situation.

           He was there, right in front of you. It wasn’t a picture, it was him. He could touch you and you could touch him.

           A small group of your close friends was there tonight, taking up all the space on Shawn’s couch while you got the pizzas from the delivery driver downstairs. You never let anyone come up to Shawn’s door, and he was rarely ever the one to get the food. It was easier to keep his address a secret.

“Guys, really?” You groaned when you saw them all sprawled out comfortably. You put all the boxes on the coffee table and tried to find where to go. At least they had paused the movie for you, you would have hated to miss the end.

“Come sit in my lap.” Shawn grinned, a little intoxicated by the drink he had not long ago. Drinking on an empty stomach got his cheeks to flush after the first sip. You were lucky no one heard that except Brian.

“Don’t do anything gross,” He muttered because he was sitting right next to Shawn, and he was well aware of what your late night conversations were about when Shawn was on tour.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” You smiled sweetly and took your place, putting a blanket over you so that it wasn’t as obvious.

“Seen plenty of pictures of your ass,” Shawn wrapped his arms around you and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “But I didn’t know it’d feel that nice.”

“Enjoyed the pictures then, I assume?” You chuckled as you grabbed a pizza box and leaned back against his chest, making sure you were slightly on the left to let him move and grab food too.

“Mmh,” He hummed, reaching over to take a slice. “Loved that red thong you had on that last week,” He kept his voice low, speaking right into your ear to make sure even Brian couldn’t catch that.

“What if I told you I’m wearing it tonight?” You replied before adjusting yourself, biting back a chuckle when you felt he was already hard.

           The hand Shawn was resting on your thigh went to explore, his thumb hooking under the fabric of your jeans until he found the hem of the thong right on your hip.

“Fuck,” He cursed at the feeling of the lace under his touch. “You’re not joking?”

“Nope,” You loved the reactions you were getting out of him, so you added something you knew would drive him mad. “My bra matches,”

           Shawn sucked in a breath. You could tell he wanted to retaliate with something dirtier, but he held back for another few minutes. He needed the food to absorb the rest of the alcohol in his stomach before he spoke more, it was only one drink, but Brian poured it, which meant it was ridiculously strong. It didn’t help that Shawn wasn’t used to drinking much. He was honest when he was sober, and the warmth he was currently feeling helped build up some more courage.

“Just so you know,” He breathed out and glanced to the side to check the rest of your friends were engrossed in the food and movie. “Before we talked about what happened on tour and got carried away, I was planning on taking you out on a proper date,”

“So you’re not gonna do that anymore?” You teased him gently, moving to sit across his lap rather than with your back against his chest. Your feet nudged Brian but he didn’t say anything, knowing he didn’t want to see or hear anything that was happening on his left.

“I am, just not gonna wait until then to kiss you.” Shawn’s nose nudged your cheek while he pressed a soft kiss to your jaw, giving you a taste of what he had in store for the night.

“I thought maybe we can do a little bit more than just kissing.” You struggled to form a coherent sentence just from that, but you still wanted more.

“If you’re down I’m down baby,” He let his kisses trail down to your neck, and the whimper that threatened to escape you made you break away.

“Be back in a minute,” You told everyone as you walked out of the living and towards Shawn’s room. You just needed a second to breathe, you shouldn’t be so turned on after this.

           No one really cared that you were gone, assuming you went to the bathroom. Shawn, however, was left with his boner and he instantly missed the way your ass rubbed against him. He looked to the side a few times, wondering what everyone would say if he disappeared too. It wouldn’t take a genius to put two and two together.

“What?” Brian asked him, noticing how antsy he was.

“Fuck it,” Shawn decided he didn’t care what they’d say.

           He got up without a word and saw the light was on in his bedroom. The door was cracked open, so he slowly pushed it and popped his head in.

“Hi,” He grinned when he saw you sitting on the edge of his bed, admiring the view through the window.

“Didn’t they notice?” Your thoughts went to your friends, but Shawn only shrugged.

“Does it matter?” He didn’t care, but he didn’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position if you did.

“I guess not,”

“Here,” Shawn flipped the switch to turn the lights off, letting the room go dark before he walked to his bedside table, turning a smaller lamp on instead. “The view looks better like that,”

           You could see more with the lights dimmed inside, and Shawn sat next to you. Excitement bubbled inside of you just from being that close to him.

“It’s not really the view I care about now that you’re here,” You admitted, leaning back on your hand and looking at him instead.

“Shocking,” He smirked, dropping his hand high on your thigh and feeling you tense all over.

“Two can play this game, Mendes,” You went to do the same thing but decided to be a little bolder, resting your palm over the bulge in his jeans instead.

“Fuck,” Shawn jolted. “We’re definitely not playing anymore.”

“Did you lock the door?” You glanced towards it, checking that you wouldn’t be interrupted.

“Yeah,” He nodded, not waiting any longer to grab your waist and haul you up on the bed.

“Shit!” You exclaimed, not expecting him to move you that easily. He was stronger and way smoother than you expected.

“You alright?” He was playful, but you could tell he was asking seriously. His body caged you in, and you were dying to finally feel his weight on top of you.

“I’m fine,” You nodded quickly, pulling him down so that his chest could rest on yours.

“You want to do this, yeah?” He hooked your leg up, running his hand up and down your thigh.

“Shawn,” You lifted your hips to meet his. “How many times are we going to ask each other that? I had to leave the living room because I was about to moan just from the way you were kissing my neck,”

“You like neck kisses?” He grinned like an asshole, proud of his effect.

“Fuck yeah,” You couldn’t believe those lips still weren’t on yours, but you couldn’t bring yourself to break the conversation. Everyone else you had been with always turned quiet in those moments, opting for kisses and moving on to sex to avoid awkward talks. It wasn’t awkward with him.

“What else do you like?” Shawn asked, wanting to know exactly how to please you.

“Take your clothes off and I’ll show you.” You dared, earning an eyebrow raise from him.

“Bossy,” Shawn clicked his tongue. “I like it,”

“What else do you like?” You returned the question, and he didn’t need much time to think.

“Your ass in that red thong,” The thought had been on his mind since you sent him those pictures a few days before he came home. Now that you were wearing it he just couldn’t get it out of his head.

“Guess we should both take our clothes off then,” You pushed his shoulders to get him off you, and you both stripped to your underwear in seconds.

           You were too busy dealing with your own jeans to really look at each other, but time seemed to slow when you finally looked up. You were on your knees on the mattress, clothes forgotten somewhere on the floor, and Shawn was in a similar position.

“Holy fuck,” Shawn’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t move, his eyes only widening when you turned around. You parted your knees and slowly bent forward, arching your back and resting your head on one of his pillows.

“You like it?” You looked back, catching his eyes. Shawn visibly gulped unable to do anything but nod.

“Baby you’re… Fuck, those pictures do you no justice,” He groaned when his hands finally came to rest on your skin. “You’re unreal,” His lips found your skin, placing kisses over your ass while his fingers traced up and down your thighs.

“Mmh, keep doing that,” You whispered so that he’d know not to stop just yet. Every kiss and every caress made you wetter, you knew Shawn could see it through the flimsy material of your thong.

“Can I have a taste? Please baby,” His breath fanned over your pussy, lips about to be on you.

“Yes,” You didn’t hesitate, only wanting to moan but knowing he’d wait until he had your answer.

           You moaned anyway when he pressed his tongue over you, humming at the taste of you. His fingers made quick work of your thong, pushing it aside so that he could really dive in. You lost touch with reality there and then, falling into fits of little whimpers every time his tongue teased your clit.

           He was testing the waters, finding out what made you react, and once he felt he had a sense of what you liked he turned it up. Shawn was losing himself in you, groaning at how sweet you tasted on his tongue when he dipped it into you before he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked.

           You would have screamed if it didn’t completely knock the air out of your lungs. Shawn grinned against your pussy, well aware of how good he was making you feel. He went back to lapping at you, his hands gently caressing your ass before he completely pulled away.

           He would rather see you fall apart on his cock.

           You almost complained when you felt him move away, but you shut up when you saw he was reaching into the bedside drawers on your left side, retrieving a condom. A small whimper of frustration escaped you when you heard him take his boxers off and fumble with the little packet, you needed him to be faster.

           He gave himself a few pumps and held back a groan when the head of his cock finally rested against your entrance.

“Are you good like this?” Shawn double checked, realizing you had already been in that position for a while. “We can move if your back hurts or something,”

“Shawn,” You chuckled breathlessly. “I appreciate you being all sweet, but I really just need you in me right now,”

“Sorry,” You heard him giggle and your heart jumped. How was he so cute and hot at the same time? That man owned your whole heart and he didn’t even know it. “Is that better?” His voice dropped lower as he slowly slid into you, only stopping when he bottomed out.

           You tried not to pass out from how good you felt with just one thrust. The only response he got was a muffled whimper in the pillow you were holding, and he leaned forward to brush his fingers over your shoulder.

“Let me hear you honey,” He didn’t want you to hide, every noise that fell from your lips only spurred him on. “My room is pretty much soundproof, it’s just you and me,”

“Please move,” You begged, doing nothing to hold back your next moan.

           Shawn groaned when he felt you squeeze around his cock. He kept his thrusts at a steady pace, nothing too slow to frustrate you but not too hard either. He was far too overwhelmed, he’d never last if he started pounding into you right now.

           Your eyes fluttered shut as you panted, each of your breaths punctuated with a small noise from the way Shawn was moving inside of you. His hands caressed, squeezed and teased every inch of your skin he could reach. He couldn’t tear his eyes from where your bodies were joined, watching your wetness drip over him with sinful noises every time he moved to disappear inside of you.

           You loved it, but something was still missing. You weren’t close enough, you had spent all of this time craving Shawn and you needed more of him.

“Can we move?” You bit back a whimper to ask, and Shawn nodded before speaking up.

“Yeah,” He sounded a little out of breath when he replied, slipping out of you and moving back a little to let you change position.

           You got up on your knees and took off your bra, as pretty as it was you needed to get rid of it. You dropped it on the side of the bed and rolled onto your back, taking the opportunity to ditch your thong too.

           You were finally getting to really see Shawn, naked and so much more beautiful than you could have ever thought. A wave of emotions crashed over you when he came closer, resting on top of you with a soft smile. He rocked his hips slowly, rubbing against you and watching your reaction closely.

           Your arms wrapped around his torso, hands wandering up and down his back while he finally leaned in. Your eyes fell shut when you felt his lips on yours, everything seem to disappear except from him, his warmth, the softness of his skin, the love he made you feel through simple touches.

           What had started as playful sex turned passionate when he reached down between your bodies and slid inside of you again. His lips barely left yours, and he picked up a slow pace while you held him even tighter.

“Better?” He breathed out against you.

“So much better,” You didn’t even have words for it, but you didn’t need to find them when you could let him know with a kiss.

.

           Shawn kept you close for the entire night, kissing you and discovering you. Even when you were both out of breath he relentlessly came back for more. Months of touring without seeing you got him worked up for this moment, and he made the best of every second he could get with you.

           Your friends were long gone from the living room when Shawn walked through it to retrieve two water bottles from his fridge, and you used that time to freshen up in the bathroom. You slipped under the covers naked before he came back, taking in the scent of his bedsheets. They smelled like his laundry detergent, but there was a little something extra that made them smell like him, and after the night you had maybe they also smelled like you.

“Here honey,” Shawn handed you one of the bottles when he came back, wearing nothing but his blue calvins. You told him he looked good in them after the photoshoot he gave you a sneak peek of, and you were sure he wore them on purpose.

“Thank you,” You sat up with the covers hiding your chest, opening the bottle and taking a few well deserved gulps. Shawn’s stamina was impressive.

“You need anything else?” He sat on the edge of the bed on his side, checking with you before he got comfortable under the covers.

“Cuddles?”

“I could definitely do with cuddles too.”

.

           Warm lips were pressing against your back when you woke up. You smiled to yourself, nuzzling your face in your pillow while Shawn left kisses down your spine. He could tell you were awake; you knew it from the way he smiled against your skin when he moved over your shoulder. He sucked on the skin gently, grazing it with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue. He was only satisfied when a purple mark bloomed on your skin.

“Well good morning to you too.” You turned around to be faced with a beaming Shawn. Your heart jumped at the sight, his eyes were a little crinkled on the side and his curls were the messiest you had ever seen them.

“Hi,” He placed a quick kiss on your nose. “Slept well?”

“Yeah,”

“Good,” He relaxed onto his side and let his hand wander over your stomach.

“You?” You rolled over to mirror his position, his hand adjusting accordingly to rest on your waist instead.

“Yeah, I slept really well,” He shuffled closer and let his hand trail down to the back of your thigh, hooking your leg up to his waist.

“Shawn! At least make me breakfast first!” You laughed as you found yourself on your back in no time, his body between your legs.

“You know it’s not breakfast you’re craving right now,” He rolled his hips agonizingly slow, getting a hiss out of you.

“Yes it is,” You lied, trying to stop your voice from sounding too strained. “I could do with some pancakes,”

“I’ll order you anything you want, but you’re really bad at hiding how turned on you are.” He chuckled and dipped his head into your neck, kissing over the few love bites he left there last night.

“Well that’s because you’re really good at turning me on,” You tilted your head back for him, silently encouraging him to keep going.

“Guess we should make the most of it, eh?”

“I’m a little sore from last night,” You ran a hand through his curls, tugging to make him look at you. A caring expression replaced his playful one as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll be gentle, promise.” He said before changing his mind. “Actually… You come here,” He brought you with him as he reversed the position, hands holding your thighs when you came to straddle him.

“So you convince me to have sex and then make me do the work?” You teased as you began tracing circles with your hips.

“I’m ordering you anything you want for breakfast though, remember?” Shawn gave you a lazy grin, biting down on his lower lip when you drove your hips down harder.

“You’re lucky you’re so cute,” You paused to reach over the bedside table, fumbling for a condom.

“I know,” He winked, taking it from you and opening the packet.

           You sat back on his thighs for a second, letting him roll it down his cock before you could come back on top of him and place his tip at your entrance.

“Fuck, it’s so much already,” You screwed your eyes shut tightly when you began to lower yourself. Shawn rubbed soothing circles on your thighs, letting you control the pace.

“It’s okay, take your time,” He held back a groan when you lifted yourself and sank back down on him a little further. “That’s it baby,” He praised when you sat on him fully. “You’re doing great.”

           You braced your hands on his chest to support yourself and began rolling your hips. Shawn’s moan echoed yours, filling the room along with the filthy squelching noises your bodies made with every move.

“We’re never leaving this bed.”

[imtheinvisiblequeen]

Maggie, my dear! I’m was so excited for the series finale. i absolutely loved it and had so many thoughts and emotions. well you know me i’m back to bring you those thoughts/commentary/reactions in mini essay form:

Of course there were gonna be rumors of the grand duchess - I mean surely someone must’ve noticed that there might have been a person missing after counting the casualties, right? In someway, I kind of like that there is so much mystery about which sister it was because it gives Lana some sort of anonymity and she can live her life; at the same time, my mind wanders to forensic files kind of thoughts.

Im sure all the Romanov daughters here were pretty but that sentence where everyone agrees but Ben 🥺

And my babies are heading off to the New World and their family is there to send them off 😭

Oh my gosh Frankie is back! And sabes que, its the least that asshole, King George, could do after all that happened in the last chapter

Yes Lana! Cut the toxicity out of your life. Im gonna go all Edna Mode here. Lana, honey, don’t look back at that part of your life

BEN and LANA HARDY 🥰 see they were always endgame - need I say more

And the jewels sown into their clothes takes us back to the beginnings of their story

Joe, our social butterfly, making new friends left and right. I love it.

I was wondering when we’d get a Rami and Lucy appearance and I’m glad its here!!!! And look at them being cuties

That dream from the night before she was summoned to Buckingham Palace and now her being here in America. Im sure the was your family letting you know that they were giving their blessing for you to pursue a new path and that you were going to be okay.

Aww Kroshka is here with them and I love that they are all rooming together

I cant imagine how Ben just be feeling at that moment while sitting on that scuffed up floor

Look at my Lana, shining like a star. She’s out here excelling at her job and using what she learned with her royal background to help people. Putting good thoughts, good words, good deeds into the world.

She worked at her job for 51 years - is it just me or is this giving off Eliza Schuyler Hamilton vibes during WLWDWTYS and how she founded and worked in the first private orphanage until she was in her 90s

Look at the rest of the group thriving in their own endeavors. Just like they said they were going to do throughout the story 🥹

Aww Ben pawning some of the jewels to help pay with sudden expenses that they have because thats what Lana would’ve wanted him to do if he had gone alone to the new world

Sure they all have their own individual families now but overall they are still in each others lives and what not. Its so nice to see that

Her wondering about what she left behind both mentally and physically. Its okay to wonder but I think it was great to have this new clean start.

Joe having his pizza shop and having it be busy. I can just imagine how that image looks like

Lana and Ben still thriving and moving up in their careers and in their personal lives, we love to see that.

Oh my gosh they were able to bring the rest of the Hardy family over. I’m sure that house was filled with lots of love and warmth. It must’ve taken Lana back to the days with her family. Im glad she got to have those feelings back in her life

I love that they have two kids and that they love and cherish them.

I absolutely love them for taking the Romanov jewels and using that to make generous donations to settlement houses.

Even while the country is dealing through the Great Depression, this family is out here helping others in various ways.

Lana meant it when she said her kids were never going to know about her bloodline. These kids were going to be raised to be good caring people. oh gosh I can imagine how different it would’ve been if these kids were David Windsor’s. She saw the bad sides of a royal upbringing and our girl was like “this ends with me” and I respect that.

Ben and Lana telling their children that they met as coworkers. That would been an adorbs meet-cute. Their real meeting was less of a meet-cute but for sure could be its own movie. Although retelling it wouldn’t be worth the risk of detection.

This line here “The last Romanov daughter is gone, buried like the rest of them. What is left is only Lana.” . I guess one could say that this is her giving herself proper closure and that she’s (and Ben) taking this to the grave.

David Windsor abdicating the throne for an American divorcée and Lana wonders if he was thinking of her. I hope he was thinking of her but not as the one that got away. Hopefully it was because she killed off who she was supposed to be to go find her happiness and to live a life that she chose. Hopefully Lana gave him the courage, that push to do just that so he could be happy with Wallis Simpson.

Rami and Lucy naming their child Lana 😭 how cute.

Im glad that Joe (with help from the Hardys) was able to keep the original location through the depression

1958 - my babies have been married for 40 years and they went to Mrs. Lee’s native Australia. Im sure they thought of the Lees as people and not about their positions with the British Empire and all that drama. There’s no need to do that especially when there’s practically nothing she could do over there. But she could absolutely do all kinds of good to the world. i would hope that her family would be understanding of all she’s doing and im sure deep down, she knows they do.

David Windsor kept her green scarf from Moscow?! Hmmm I guess that in a way he did see Lana as the one that got away.

Oh my gosh Lana, Ben, and Joe are thriving after the Depression. Joe has 10 pizza locations and has his sight set on LA (and here I am like 👀 Los Ángeles, you say?). Also this is making me crave a pizza so thanks Maggie hahah

Oh my gosh the Kennedy Assassination. That must’ve been traumatic for our Lana to see play out. I just want to hold her and make sure that our girl is okay. But I am glad that she’s got Ben right there by her side.

Then having to relieve all those feelings again with Malcolm X, Dr. King, and Bobby Kennedy. The 60s were not good for our Lana. I hate that she had to keep all those emotions bottled up because no one would truly understand what she’s going through. She can only talk about it with Ben, but even then it is such a huge psychological toll to carry between the two of them.

I love that they donated the last of the jewels to the Met. I’m sure that internally they were like “I think it is time to officially say goodbye to the Romanovs”. Those jewels did lots of good for people not just the immediate family and friends. But I can just imagine the looks they gave each other when discussion of the jewels comes up.

Joe did well for himself! Successful restaurateur who now enjoys retirement with his wife. Good for our boy!

Hey hey hey! It’s Live Aid Day!

Aww the pictures of those who have departed on the mantle. Reminds me of the alters we put up on Dia de Muertos.

Oh my gosh look at all those family members in the house. That house is just over bursting with love, isn’t it?

Her great grandson being named Alexei. Sure it coincidence that that’s his name but its like the universe and her family was giving her a sign.

They are all gathered together to watch Queen perform at Live Aid. I love it!

Alexei loving dinosaurs. Alexei, darling, you would’ve loved Jurassic Park. I bet he saw that movie in theaters.

The Hardy family talking about the Romanovs in the kitchen because of the article. Im sure they bring back so many memories for Lana.

Oh my gosh this whole scene just gives off Rose Dawson Calvert and her granddaughter vibes. You know that scene at the beginning of Titanic when they bring elderly Rose and her granddaughter and they see all the artifacts that the research ship brings back from the wreckage.

But Ben comes in for the save so that she doesn’t have to get into specifics over the pictures. But Ben does tell Tatiana what he knows about his in-laws in a way that isn’t suspicious. And yeah Ben is right, they really were something.

Maggie, thank you so much for such a great finale and the whole series. You are an amazing talented writer and I thank you for sharing that gift with us. You deliver hit after hit with each series you write. I’ll also be ready for any future series that you may have in the works.

We Were Something, Don’t You Think So? [Chapter 12: The Atlantic Ocean] [Series Finale]

You are a Russian grand duchess in a time of revolution. Ben Hardy is a British government official tasked with smuggling you across Europe. You live happily ever after.

This is a work of fiction loosely inspired by the events of the Russian Revolution and the downfall of the Romanov family. Many creative liberties were taken. No offense is meant to any actual people. Thank you for reading! :)

Song inspiration: “the 1” by Taylor Swift.

Chapter warnings: Mentions of historical war and violence.

Word count: 3.6k.

Link to chapter list (and all my writing): HERE.

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