#i wonder what the other matchy bears are

[bitter-honey-apples]

Why is he so cute??? 🥺💕💕💕

[unlikelyjapan]

s2e2 rewatch notes

Back on the horse - less wine this time, but probably some of the same analysis you've heard before:

Carmy + Syd all matchy-matchy walking down the hall to "She Drives Me Crazy" by fine young cannibals <3 - and Carmy so badly wants to learn more details about her Dad in that scene.

After sawing open the locker, Carmy immediately passes the hat to Richie (knowing that will give him the kind of comfort he needs) and then instantly moves to self-soothing himself by asking Sydney over to the apartment to work on the menu.

Someone on here already pointed this out, but I didn't see how marked it was until a rewatch - Marcus was *totally* trying to divert Syd's attention right after the invite by requesting "more inspiration" (even syd seems surprised by the timing). There wasn't even a scene break, so we can't blame it on editing - they're really working OT to draw our attention to the 'triangle'.

Carmy's "at least you can rely on him. Is your mom cool" - "So, your dad...." man he's really needling her, this episode is a lot of him trying to connect and getting (nicely) rebuffed - I can't imagine how those soft slights play over in his messed-up head.

Sugar's whole toilet monologue "We don't try new things - we keep doing the exact same things with the exact same people" followed in the next beat by "Who doesn't want easy? Who doesn't want to just be fucking okay?" was a (maybe too tidy) synopsis for the whole series. It's Ebra vs. Tina's perspectives. It's Carmy with Claire vs. Syd. It's Richie's aversion to change vs. understanding his life needs to move on by force.

To be honest, the whole saccharine meet-cute vs. Syd with her Dad parallel play was harder to sit through the second time, but I did it:

The Radiator story was offered up about Syd's mom being more competent than Emmanuel, and how that made her so attractive to him. This is followed by Syd revealing how high the stakes and sacrifices are with her and Carmy with the relationship restaurant.

Emmanuel has an inkling that Carmy is "the man" from the radiator story, and (protective dad-mode activated) his daughter as far too equally competent and vulnerable for such an arrangement (which is on the nose, given these scenes are spliced with foreshadowing at the grocery store).

Followed by Syd revealing how high the stakes and sacrifice are with her and Carmy and the pursuit of the restaurant - her dad seeing carmy as "the man" and her as far too competent for such a hashed arrangement.

Emmanuel says "The restaurants - they're hard and they don't work out" - it's almost like he's echoing/warning her about a relationship with Carmy. "It doesn't mean that YOU won't" - this is literally how all conversations go with concerned parents after you bust out a spontaneous engagement announcement, ha.

Syd gives the classic rebuttal - "I'm in a better place in my life - I've learned a lot of lessons - I know what I'm doing"

After he asks if she trusts him, and after a quiet moment she scoffs - it's almost like she's thinking about saying something else before she pivots and talks about it being weird that she's older than her mom was when she died now, bringing it back to something she knows he can relate to.

She also doesn't quite believe she's "just as wonderful" as her mom - and/or can't take compliments. Syds are made in the same factory that Carmy's come from I guess *sobs*

MEANWHILE - standard meet-cute stuff and bashful Carm, until Carmy almost seems taken aback when Claire says ""because I wanted to understand it" re: the whole broken-arm thing. He takes a beat, looking away, before stuttering his throwaway "th...that was at roosevelt?" line. It obviously derailed him, as it doesn't compute with his idea of care.

I didn't catch this before, but the conviction in the whole "Because you're the bear and I remember you" line delivery is more forceful and less murmured than all the other lines - if you think she's guessing/nostalgic/riffing with him here, I have a bridge to sell you. She talks with Fak, Tiff etc - girl is on her game with reconissance.

[indignantlemur]

I was wondering what do andorians find attractive as a majority and individually?

Thank you.

Hello! To start off, I'm going to a quick and dirty breakdown of what all goes into attraction, and go from there.

Broadly speaking, attraction comes down to biology and psychology. Everyone and their grandmother at this point knows that we are attracted to cues which indicate a potential mate is healthy, is a carrier of desirable genes, etc. I could write an essay on that topic alone, but physiological cues are just one layer of the science behind attraction and mate selection.

A big factor in attraction and mate selection that folks often don't think about is histocompatibility. Bear with me, I'm remembering most of this from a biology professor's mid-class tangent many years ago. Histocompatibility is the sameness or sufficient similarity of the alleles of a set of genes called human leukocyte antigens (HLA), or major histocompatibility complex (MHC). In short: it's checking if the blueprint for your immune system looks a lot like the next guy's or not. Commonly, histocompatibility is tested when looking for compatible organ donors, but it plays a role in mate selections as well. Humans, for example, have tiny little receptors in our mouths which detect MHC markers within a partner's saliva when we kiss.

If a person's markers are sufficiently diverse from our own, we experience a "spark." This person's blueprints are different enough to be a good pairing for potential offspring! Hooray!

If they are too similar, Humans often feel that something is missing, or just generally felt weird/gross/put-off. Their blueprint is too matchy-matchy with yours: that's a firm no thank you!

This, of course, is a Human example. Andorians, presumably, function a little differently by virtue of their markedly different physiology and evolutionary path. Insects are well known for using chemical markers to communicate, and I don't see why Andorians wouldn't have this trait given their evolution, so I headcanon that Andorians are able to consciously parse pheromone markers utilising a vomeronasal organs (VNOs), which Humans don't really have.

(Well, we kinda-sorta do. Humans develop vomeronasal organs as fetuses, but then they go through a kind of regression and remain extremely under-developed forever afterwards. Human VNOs are really quite stunted, especially when compared with other animals on Earth. There's significant debate as to whether or not Humans actually can properly detect pheromones at all, in some scientific circles, while there does appear to be some evidence from recent studies that indicate that we can pick up some reproductive/social cues based on pheromones from our partners. It's a fascinating subject, but difficult to research as I understand it.)

Andorian pheromones would most likely relay subtle and complex indicators for health, fertility, arousal, and even moods to some degree. Andorians with long-term partners or strong relationships would be very familiar with any unique markers their friends, lovers, and family members have in their pheromones, and perhaps able to parse information on a subconscious level based on minute changes to those pheromone profiles. When it comes to aliens, however, all bets are off. Andorians are not built to parse Human pheromones, or any other species for that matter, and the information they do get from alien pheromones is confusing at best.

Thelen, for example, has noted in the past that Dagmar exudes a sharp, unpleasant chemical signal when in emotional distress, but at the time he had no idea what was being communicated to him.

Beyond pheromones, Andorians would often find markers of good health and diverse genes attractive as well, since that seems to be almost universal across many species. Some examples would be much like the Human equivalents, really: healthy blue skin, mobile antennae, thick hair, and very sharp teeth are commonly viewed as desirable (longer dual-incisors are considered particularly attractive, but there is a limit. No one wants to make out with a walrus.)

(Additional side note: Humans also tend to find longer incisors attractive, as it's generally regarded as a sign of good genes. Most folks find flat incisors a bit boring. Not outright unattractive, necessarily, but nothing to get excited about either. Individual mileage may vary, of course.)

Additionally, certain phenotypes are considered very attractive, such as blue eyes. Blue eyes on Andoria are very rare as the genes which result in this coloration are all recessive, but many believe that there is a beautiful, natural symmetry to an Andorian whose colouration is nothing but blue and white. Historically, a number of religious groups have assigned a kind of inherent divinity to those born with blue eyes, in fact, though modern sensibilities have since stamped such notions out quite thoroughly. That said, the appeal of blue eyes to Andorians cannot be understated: even aliens with blue eyes are deemed to be more attractive by default, and often find themselves on the receiving end of some very aggressive flirtation. Grey-eyed aliens aren't safe, either.

Now, beyond biology and appearance, we also have to look at more external factors, like culture, social pressures, and psychology.

Andorians place a great deal of emphasis on the importance of personal honour, strength, and the balancing act between self-control and passion. Additionally, we know they are a very social species, and that they are taught from a young age to value community over the individual. From this, we can conclude that these core values would inform their ideas of attractive personality traits and behaviours.

Personal honour and strength would, in some ways, go hand-in-hand in a society where duels to the death are still commonplace, but I would caution others to refrain from limiting their notion of strength to that of the physical alone. Mental fortitude is as valuable as physical might in as harsh an environment as Andoria often proves to be. Strength of arms paired with a weak mind and weaker self-control benefits no one, and Andorians look to the health and viability of the quad and the Clan above all.

Andorians are a deeply passionate people, which is what necessitates their often rigid social regulations, but that does not mean that they seek to remove their emotions entirely as the Vulcans are often purported to do. Rather, Andorians are very keenly aware that there is a time and a place for everything, and emotional outbursts outside of those times and places can be seen as deeply unattractive in a potential mate. Exceptions occur, of course - displays of great joy or terrible grief, for example, are given allowances that outbursts of rage or fear are not.

Additionally, childhood environment and parental figures play a huge impact on mate selection, whether we want to acknowledge it or not. Sometimes, these factors serve as frames of reference for desirable traits and circumstances - and, sometimes, what to avoid at all costs.

Beyond that, however, individual preferences are the biggest deciding factors. Andorians are not all the same, nor do they have a mono-culture, and making more than broad generalizations here is a disservice to a complex species comprised of numerous unique individuals.

[imaginespazzi]

Hi hi hi!

Reporting live and procrastinating responsibilities :). So heres my rundown, pretty much matchy matchy w yours, naturally: Generally the video vibes almost 💯 fit with the allegations 🙃. Please bear w the rambling thoughts in no particular order. Im not sure how one could possibly cohesively recap ALL THAT lol. Ok it blows my mind how much they personally had to catch up on w one another! God damn babes, you havent talked much if at all in nearly a month. Again it screams that there was more of a relationship (ending poorly).. Even friends moving apart prob wouldve had more contact over that time. Sometimes I wonder how they dont realize what they reveal by what they leave ~unsaid/not explained! Though G’s “really bad breakup” comment felt weighted given their situation. To me much of the injury discussion came across as carry over from the In The Mirror. With G making a point to say nice things (good memories of playing together;tearing up when Liz got hurt; not being wholly herself as a player w/out Kitley;the frustration at team reaction after the game following the injury; belief that Liz will recover/be drafted etc.). And G’s words still feel to me like a way of her dealing with some guilt which she cant quite yet express or process. Especially considering her adding stuff about being w the Kitley fam lately and helping move Liz’s stuff ha. If a person ever questioned something going down between L&G, I’ll say alarm bells went off when L described her night following the injury and staying over w Cayla. In such a low moment, poor girlie really couldnt manage being at her own place thats shared w one of her closest pals. Ooof. However, on the whole, they sounded more comfortable at times than I expected. In fact the convo sometimes got surprisingly open and loose - gals dont tell me that we had a bit of liquid courage before recording. ;) And it did stand out to me that L asked the “fans” on multiple occasions to just be decent and grateful for what they had + be understanding of decision making under the situation, but stopped short of telling people to leave G alone (which, given everything we’re led to believe, fair play hun). My big takeaway was that they seem to be taking this time of big adjustment as also a new beginning to possibly recover a friendship. Clearly theres still issues to work thru, but perhaps theyve reached a more settled/amicable place? Or at least were just able to deal w each other long enough to provide us all w a semi closure pod 😐. But heres hoping for more future content, as they hinted at! Oh and as someone who works w/in college athletics, I was very sympathetic to their comments throughout re change. Its a crazy industry, stuff happens in the blink of an eye and you do just have to deal with that ish. The harsh reality of the current state of things is that one rarely gets a neat, happy closure.

Happy Sunday to you bestie, hope its fantastic! -☕️

Reporting live and procrastinating is so real, like me asf fr fr.

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING. Like they seemed so out of the loop when it came to each other's life and that's just so weird to me? I mean I get it could just be regular friends drifting but that wasn't the ~vibe~ at all to me and maybe again it's the allegations bias but it was just very much giving exes.

Hardcore agree with the Georgia stuff because I thought some of what she was saying felt a bit like an overcompensation, an apology of sorts to make up in a way for anything else that *might* have happened. Honestly Georgia being so nice, no shade, doesn't really fit the dynamic from before where sometimes Georgia's snark was just mean to me really.

Every new bit of info/content, I just continue to feel terrible for Liz. And I think her staying at Cayla's really gave away the depth of how much has happened between her and Georgia. And again yeah it could be a friend breakup but it just feel a little too serious for that.

Obviously I don't know a timeline, if there even is one, but this podcast gave me the vibes that if they were together, it's actually been a decent while since they broke up and are now in a place where they can co-exist in an amicable manner. I don't know if we'll ever get another podcast or if they'll actually be able to be in a genuine friendship again but I think they're in a good enough place and I do love that for them.

[theroyalsims]

“ALREADY A FAMILY”: PRINCESS ALICE GOES SIGHTSEEING WITH EMPEROR AND HIS DAUGHTER

Princess Alice is apparently on holiday in beautiful Shang Simla! This morning, Shang Simlan local outlets reported and published photos of Her Royal Highness during a trip to a national park.

The photos show the Queen’s younger sister enjoying the park’s beautiful sights, along with her boyfriend, Kenji (who, by the way, is the Emperor, no biggie), as well as Kenji’s only child, Princess Hanna. 

While the rest of the world seems surprised to see Princess Alice going around Shang Simla, the locals have gotten used to seeing Her Royal Highness in their country. One Shang Simlan royal correspondent shares: 

“Alice is slowly becoming a fixture here, and she’s very much well-loved by the people. I think, if I’m not mistaken, this is her third time here this month alone. It’s clear that she and the Emperor are deeply devoted to one another, and they take serious steps to spend time with each other.”

(Above: Alice dotes on Princess Hanna as Kenji looks on.)

The photos show a very relaxed Emperor Kenji with his two Princesses. Dressed in chinos and a green button down shirt, His Imperial Highness went matchy-matchy with his lady love who opted for a tan skirt and a green top. The snaps also show the close bond between father-and-daughter, as well as the little Princess’ blossoming friendship with Princess Alice. One writer even notes how they’re already very much a family this early on:

“Kenji has always been a very hands-on father. He loves his daughter to bits, and while she’s away for most of the year at boarding school, he makes sure that he spoils her rotten whenever she’s home. Despite the court’s never-ending demand that Kenji should have a son so he’ll have an heir, he’s very happy and content with his beautiful little girl. 

Of course, Princess Hanna is very easy to love. She’s a wonderful child, very smart, very talented - she plays the violin perfectly - and she’s very good-natured. Kenji was actually nervous to introduce her to Alice, but he was very relieved and happy when he saw that the two get on really well. It’s not hard to see that they’re already very much a family at this point. Alice has yet to introduce little Hanna to Emily and Olivia, but I think that might happen soon.”

(Above: Emperor Kenji looked every bit like a dad when he was photographed giving his daughter a boost by perching her on his shoulders as they explored the park.)

And what about Natalie, the Emperor’s ex-wife? Well, she’s taking it really well and is apparently happy about Alice being in Hanna’s life. An insider spills:

“There’s no toxicity, no nastiness between Natalie and Kenji or Natalie and Alice. It was clear that she wanted out of the Imperial court. She and Kenji share a daughter together and they will always be a part of each other’s lives, but like His Imperial Highness, Natalie has moved on, too. I have it on good authority that she’s found love as well, and is currently dating a banker. Natalie and Alice have also spoken to each other, and there’s no drama there. She’s happy Hanna has found a new friend and ally in Alice.”

So, with everything coming along nicely, are wedding bells in Alice and Kenji’s future? Our source says not quite:

“I think Alice and Kenji’s relationship is being ‘tolerated’ by the Imperial Court now, but let’s face it: Alice is too old to be Empress. An Empress’ main job is to bear heirs, and sadly, she’s way past that. So, even if Kenji would end up marrying her, they really wouldn’t have the full support and backing of the Court, and Alice would end up being targeted, just like Natalie. 

You have to consider that Natalie was driven away by the pressure to give birth to a male heir despite her medical condition and difficult pregnancy. That’s how horrible and rabid the people running the show can be. I don’t see why Kenji would subject Alice to that kind of hurt. I think they’re both really happy as it is, anyway, and this way, Kenji can at least keep the hounds at bay. Also, I don’t think Alice even wants to be Empress. She’s already a Princess, and we all know how much she detests the public scrutiny brought on by her title.”

Welp, that put a damper on our mood. Why can’t people just let people be happy and live their lives the way they want? We’re still keeping our fingers and toes crossed though, just in case!

[be-dazzled]

FT Rare Pairs Day 3 : Present

Rare Pair Week Day 3: Present Pairing: Lyon Vastia x Juvia Lockser Inspired by: @sobatsu‘s headcanon: click here Dedicated to: @i-write-fanfics-to-procrastinate @sobatsu and all the other Lyvia stans

Writer’s Corner: It’s a little late, I know. It’s my first time to create a Lyvia one-shot/fanfic. I’m trying to capture the early Lyon who was soooo in love with Juvia. lol. Also, I’ll probably post later what happened after this ‘exchange gift’.

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Lyon couldn't even remember how long he has been walking on that pavement. It seemed like it grew longer and longer with every step. But one thing he knew though was that his body hurt like hell. Like he was thrown around the room as if he was paper-light. Stupid ogre. It was such an easy job but he didn't understand why it took him too long to finish it and thus feeling like his own bones were about to break. Okay, maybe he knew why. If he wasn't too busy running after a replica of Juvia's hat he could have finished the job in a jiffy. The stupid giant ogre took a liking to his Juvia hat and made it his mission to chew on the poor Juvia merchandise. And he just had the head-cover delivered to him last week.

That ugly ogre!" He stomped both feet. The anger that was just babbling up inside him exploded, seeing the male version of Juvia's hat chewed on, stepped on, and having holes in them that needed patches. It was practically useless but he held onto it. Lyon was regretful the most on the fact that he was going to pass by Fairy Tail.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"

He had another explosion of anger. Stomping on what used to be a male version of Juvia's hat. He ignored the weird looks passersby were giving him because apparently, he had the perfect plan. He was going to stroll into the Fairy Tail building, look for his favorite water-mage, donning his new hat matching Juvia's. She was going to realize how good they looked together, in that couple's hat, and eventually she would finally admit to the idea that he was the only man for her. Plain and simple. Except now he didn't have the hat he needed to go matchy-matchy with his Juvia.

Lyon only realized then that he was making such a scene when a kid hid behind his mother asking if 'that guy'' – meaning him – was crazy. The mother and son turned and walked the opposite side, afraid to get near the scary crazy guy.

Lyon started apologizing to the passersby and laughed it off. But everyone was still avoiding him. They were still throwing him dirty looks. Lyon calmed himself down and asked himself, "Maybe… maybe we are acting a little crazy." He fixed his collar and his posture to show everyone that he was a fine lad and not some uncivilied fool spouting 'stupids' everywhere. He was far from it. Lyon Vastia was a fine, young gentleman – the ace of Lamia Scale – who was now marching the path down to Magnolia store to get himself a new Juvia hat. Chest out. Back straight. And shining with that new hopeful aura.

"The gods do exist!" He declared to the cashier who just told Lyon that she just sold to him the last Juvia hat they had in stock. "You are a life-saver!" He was so happy that he just grabbed the old woman by the shoulder and kissed her on the cheek. He strutted out from the shop, carrying bags of Juvia merchandise he was about to add to his collection: Juvia's heart-filled umbrella; the new 'Juvia punk' poster; her 'swimsuit Juvia' figurine, which he had to hide at the bottom of the plastic bag; and his most prized possession, the male-version of Juvia hat. Finally, the plan was back in motion.

Lyon snorted as he brushed past the the 'Gray and Juvia' figurine holding hands while doing that familiar attack that got him beat at the Grand Magic Games. He might have 'accidentally' bumped against the cabinet that housed the figurines, sending the merchandise on the floor. But they weren't made of breakable materials and simply bounced on the wooden ground. Lyon kind of wished they were breakable though. He also bought the butterfly-printed t-shirt without knowing it was actually 'Gray' merchandise. Lyon had his eyes set on the guild hall across the shop and became oblivious of the young girl rushing to the aide of her eighty year old Nana who just fainted behind the counter.

He went his merry way to the Fairy Tail guild building. When he arrived at the doors of the hall, Lyon scrambled inside his paper bags and pulled out the dark blue, velvet hat, pushed it down on his head, his spiky hair pointing downwards around the rim of the hat. His pale blue hair looked tamed beneath the Juvia-matching hat. Then he kicked open the doors and burst into the guild, declaring his arrival, "My Juvia, your prince has arrived!"

"L-l-lyon-sama?!"

Juvia spat out the light blue concoction that she was drinking, spraying the liquid right into the face of the youngest Strauss, flecks of lavender petals stuck on her forehead, nose and on her bottom lip. The eldest Strauss, who was just passing by, giggled at the poor state of her sister. After another round of giggles, she finally stopped and tried to pluck the petals off Lisanna's face along with Juvia, the cause of it.

"Oh, hi Lyon." Mira acknowledged. She placed the tray on the table where Juvia and Lisanna were. "Are you looking for Gray? He's out on a job." She informed while she took the spot next to her younger sister.

Lyon scoffed at the barmaid. Why would he even look for that brat? And so what if he was out on a job –whaaat? The other, less impressive ice-make mage was out of the guild? And most importantly, Juvia was actually here for his taking?

He scurried over where the water-mage, momentarily forgetting about his 'cold and composed' image, and dropped the paper bags on the table. He claimed the spot right next to the escaping water-mage, making googly eyes at her.

"J-juvia," not a good start. Lyon cleared his throat and started again, way savvier this time and while enclosing Juvia's hand within his. "Juvia–"

"–Wow, you went shopping?" Mira poked around the paper bags on the table which had the logo of the merchandise store across the guild. "Did you get my items?"

Lyon glared at the woman, wondering why he would waste jewels on her items when he could buy the entire Juvia collection. But since he was a gentleman, he kept his mouth shut.

And has no one even noticed his Juvia hat? Anyone?

"Juvia, I came bearing gifts."

Lyon pulled out a long cloth out of no where and draped the same over Juvia's shoulders. Looking closer, it was identical to the white long jacket Lyon was wearing.

"Now, we look like a couple, don't we?"

Lyon threw his arms around the surprised water-mage and pulled her in a tight embrace. Pressing his cheek against hers, a fool's smile plastered on his ecstatic face.

"Lyon and Juvia." He sang with so much adoration.

Juvia seemed to have lost her sanity as she kept saying "L-lyon a-and J-j-juvia" in a trance. Hence, a nosy take-over mage took it upon herself to interject.

"Where are our gifts?"

To Lyon's dismay. He glared at one of Fairy Tail's strongest mages who was pouting at him. As if Mirajane Strauss would ever shudder under those intense black eyes.

"I brought gifts for my princess." He clarified before snuggling against the still seemingly dazed Juvia, taking pleasure in the proximity. Juvia was so close Lyon could smell her scent – Aqua Kiss. He had the same one he got from the merchandise shop across the hall.

"But in fairness, you two do look like a real couple."

For the first time since Lyon entered that rowdy guild, he finally heard something pleasing – aside from the water-mage saying 'Lyon and Juvia' over and over again.

"With that matching hat and jacket. Definitely, a real couple, right Lisanna?"

Lisanna wondered why her sister roped her into that conversation. "R-right." She responded awkwardly, still worried about Juvia who seemed to have been trapped between the strong arms of Lamia Scale's Lyon's. She waved a hand in front of Juvia who didn't respond. Poor Juvia seemed to have lost it.

"Hear that, Juvia?" He pulled his arms away, grasping Juvia by her arms and turned her towards him. "We're like a real couple."

But Juvia had nearly the same expression on her face with the one she had back at the Grand Magic Games – less disgusted but repulsed no less.

Then, everything just went downhill from there.

Lyon didn't know what was happening then. All he saw was a giant figure about to fall on the table where they were sitting at. Then, parts which once composed a table was on the floor. And so were his merchandise. His merchandise!

Lyon kicked the giant muscular man off the ground and hoped against all hopes that his newly bought Juvia-merchandise wasn't crashed underneath his enormous weight. And that one thing he was worried about above else was the 'Bikini Juvia' figurine he spent most of his jewels, and honestly, his fortune. Lyon's hands quivered as he reached out for his merchandise, when Elfman stood up from the floor and went back to the chaos he came from. He slowly peeled off what used to be the paper bags that housed the items he bought from the shop.

He was wrong. There were no gods. And if there were, gods were really cruel creatures. His nightmare became a reality because nothing remained of his Juvia collectibles but remnants.

Why did they have to make the 'Juvia Bikini' figurine out of breakable materials? Just, why?

"L-l-lyon-sama…"

"You uncivilized imbeciles!"

His clothes flew to the air and a very naked Lyon disappeared into the rolling scuffle. He was so into deep his path of revenge that he didn't notice his Juvia hat flying around the air. Stepped on, wet, burnt, frozen until finally it was Lyon's boots, as he landed on his feet, which smashed the iced hat into pieces.

"No!" His scream was so agonizing that it even stopped the fray that he was in earlier. He fell on his knees, trying to grab the pieces of his Juvia hat on the floor. The lady from the store said, it was the last stock for this month. "H-h-how… c-c-can we be… c-c-couples now?"

In his rage, he managed to freeze everyone at the Fairy Tail guild including the guild master. Which wasn't probably wise. After Lyon somehow accepted his fate and finally calmed down, but mostly because he just realized he froze the water-mage too, he apologized to Master Makarov and unfroze everyone, except for Elfman. He said he deserved it. The only consolation he got from this trip were: one, he got to see Juvia, two he got to spend time with her because the inferior ice-make wasn't around and lastly, he got to have Juvia walk him to the train station and send him off.

They talked on the way, mostly him and with Juvia just nodding and smiling from time to time. She was still shy around him, which he took as a good sign. When a biker almost hit Juvia, Lyon jumped into action, pulling the unaware water-mage into a protective embrace. He took note of how she was so flustered, standing so close to him, just a breath away from a kiss. She pushed him immediately and kept her distance until they reached the station.

Magnolia Train Station wasn't too crowded that day. If it was Lyon's choice, he'd want to spend more time with the water-mage. Just a passing conversation would be enough. But fate wasn't on his side. Over the speakers, the announcer said his train was leaving in ten minutes. Out of generosity, or most likely out of guilt and pity, Juvia walked with him onto the platform, glaring at the passersby who were murmuring about them being a cute couple. Juvia said goodbye first, to Lyon's dismay, and apologized on behalf of her guild.

"Don't worry about it, Juvia. At least, I got to spend time with you."

His brain was screaming at him, 'don't even think about saying it' but he did anyways. "I-i-it's like a date or something."

"Eh?"

Juvia didn't look comfortable with what he said. Lyon coughed into his fist and cleared his throat.

"A-a-anyways, thank you for seeing me off." He turned around to step into the railcar but Juvia's hand stopped him.

"Lyon-sama…" She was looking at her shoes or his or maybe the floor, Lyon wasn't sure. She was fidgeting, looking like fighting an internal battle. "P-p-please… please accept this!"

Without warning, Juvia pulled her own hat off her head and pushed it down Lyon's, making his white spiky hair on top disappear while others stick out of the rim.

"It's the least Juvia could do."

As much as he liked that gesture – it was his freaking dream – but something didn't sit well with him.

"It's okay, Juvia." He said regretfully, taking the hat off and returning it to the water-mage. "I can just get another one." He reasoned.

"Juvia insists…"

Lyon's heart somersaulted at what appeared to be a romantic development between him and Juvia. He felt heady as he finally realized that Juvia was giving him something she owned.

Get yourself together you stupid ice-mage. Don't fait now!

"It was Juvia's guild mates who ruined your hat, after all."

Her concern pulled the corners of his mouth into a wide smile.

"Then, don't mind if I do keep it." He said as he fixed the hat on top of his head.

Juvia seemed relief about his acceptance.

"But how about you?"

For the first time that day, Juvia finally gave him her bright smile. He swore his soul escaped his body witnessing that bright, lovely smile. He wasn't even sure how he was still standing.

"Juvia could find another."

"Then, will you accept this?"

Lyon once again pulled the jacket out of thin air, the one he offered to Juvia which she refused insistently, and draped it over Juvia's shoulders. He saw her initial surprise and before she could return the jacket matching his, Lyon jumped into the carriage as the train started.

"See you soon, Princess!"

He waved her goodbye as he declared to the world that he will be back for her again. Juvia pulled a weird expression. Good thing he didn't see it. Lyon settled into his seat, smiling at himself. He had Juvia's hat; not only an imitation or a replica of it but the very one Juvia used. In some culture, that would have meant something big, like commitment. He knew she was just being nice. She was clear on the fact that it was a gesture of apology. He wasn't going to fool himself. Lyon was too smart for that. But it didn't mean he wasn't going to enjoy that moment, this day. It really felt like a date. His heart skipped a beat at the thought. Yes, if people asked, especially Gray, he'd tell them it was a date.

Too bad he didn't get a goodbye kiss.

"Mom, that guy's hat look like yours."

"Don't point, Marcus. That's rude."

Lyon peered over the other section where the noise was coming from.

"Why is a man like him wearing such a girly hat?"

Lyon felt a vein popped.

"My girlfriend gave it to me." He explained. It wasn't like anyone was going to do some fact-check on what he just said, right?

Silly kid! What did he know? He probably didn't even have a girlfriend. 'So do you', the logical part of his brain reminded him. Well, he didn't know that! The other part barked back.

"Oi, ma! The weird guy earlier has a girlfriend?"

Looking closer, Lyon realized it was the same mother and son who accused him of being crazy earlier. He fixed his posture to appear more dignified. It was no use since the mother had already taken her son to the other section, far away from Lyon. Well, at least, no one's going to disturb him now. But before that, he needed some more jobs to work on and jewels to earn. He needed to restock on his Juvia collection which would surely cost him a fortune.

tags: @ftguildevents @fairytail-rarepairs

[haikyupid]

Order from Soft Tears,

Hello! May I please order a Dalgona Matchup Latte? 😌 I’m an Aries and my Myers-Brigg is ISTP. At first I might seem shy but once I open up it’s impossible to shut me up but that doesn’t mean that I will hesitate to kill someone if they deserve it. I generally speak my mind whether people like it or not so I’m quite blunt. I hate routines, they bore me. I’m impatient and short tempered and I hate being tied down or told what to do. You never have to guess where you stand with me, as I will always let you know. In love, I’m more of a one-on-one person. I can never get too much attention or solo time with my s/o. I’ll try to put my partner first in all matters, and I expect the same in return. That doesn’t mean I’m a pushover though since, like I said, I’m not into being suffocated or controlled. I just love attention (giving and receiving), and I want to share my most intimate side with someone I can trust. As you can tell, I’m a huge hopeless romantic and I dig cliches as long as they don’t make me cringe. I’m a night owl I tend to go to sleep late. I love taking on leadership roles and being challenged since I’m very competitive. I’m actually quite taller than average females, my height being 5’8”. I like reading, listening to music, working out if I don’t feel lazy or if i feel like it, going out with my friends. I’ve played volleyball and basketball for my school teams but I quit because how toxic the teams have become. Now I only play them for fun. Thank you so much for this and I hope I managed to follow all of the instructions. 💞

Thank you for ordering and following the instructions, you’ve made Kyupid very happy! Dalgona Matchup Latte coming right up— oh, and I think I already mentioned something about the side effects; so I matcha up with ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

➞ this relationship is just filled with love; that sounds like an obvious thing to have in a relationship, but this is just different — you both take ‘i can’t picture the future without you’ to a whole new level

➞ he falls for you first, and he fell hard; at that point, he just knew that there was no turning back, you were the one periodt

➞ he probably realized it when you suddenly stopped blabbering after you realized that he was just staring at you intently and got a bit flustered; all he could think about was ‘no, please don’t stop talking to me. i want to see your eyes sparkle more, i want to hear your voice more, i want you to be happy around me more. i want to be one of the reasons behind that heavenly laugh of yours. i want to see that beautiful smile of yours… for the rest of my life’

➞ of course he wanted you to be his, but even if you didn’t see him like that, he still wanted you to be a part of his life — that’s how important you became to him

➞ he will give you all of his love and attention; he’ll definitely voice out how much he loves that you’re quite clingy, he’ll even ask for you to not hold back with it

➞ expect to be treated like a princess; you’re literally gonna be spoiled with everything, whether it’s gifts or affection, you name it, it’s all yours

➞ he may need you to initiate the majority of your guys’ convos since he’s afraid that he might say something wrong (he’s canonically blunt, taunting, and have no filter) so bear with him, he’s still trying to be more sociable since he isn’t really experienced in that department (skdkskdk it hurt writing that)

➞ sometimes it’s obvious who loves the other one more between most couples; but with y’all? nuh-uh, y’all are just pure on simps for each other and it’s mad obvious to everyone; literally expect everyone at shiratorizawa to have made a ship name for y’all already, like it’s just that obvious

➞ semi will probably say, “look, it’s y/n” just to distract tendou, and mans will always look even if he knew that you were on vacay with your parents in a another country, like he’s just so whipped—

➞ i think because he’s very clueless when it comes to love, he resorts to watching romance movies to maybe learn a thing or two that may impress you

➞ but bby is so pure and innocent, he mostly copies the ones from disney; his fav would be the lady and the tramp spaghetti scene

“…what’re you doing?”

“i’m fhying thfwo be romanthwic.”

“what?”

“i said i was trying to be romantic 🥺 that was the last noodle… now we can’t be like dogs in love.”

“hey, how about we copy ellie and carl’s love story, hm?”

“…sato, she ends up dead.”

“well clearly not that part; but i want to live happily ever after with you. just us, and mini-me’s running around our front yard, while we just hold hands on the porch and drink our tea— what i’m trying to say is, i’ll marry you in the future, so wait until then, alright?”

➞ dates will include midnight escapades to the park to play some sports or just to sit on the slides and stargaze; spontaneous trips to tokyo literally right after school; pet store dates where you’ll see how caring and sweet he actually is; he’ll probably pull out a wagon and tell you to get on it, and you’ll probably just make everyone in your neighborhood smile and remember that love exists when they hear just a bunch of laughs and giggles, and they look outside to see you two and see how tendou looks at you with pure love in his eyes while he’s pulling you around the block like i— uwu, just uwu

➞ expect tendou to turn mundane things into competitions like, “baby, i bet i can slurp this juice box faster than you” and he’ll just completely fawn over how you suddenly have this glint in your eyes and you just look so beautiful to him

➞ you’re always showered with affection, but doesn’t mean that he doesn’t give you your space when needed

➞ he is not at all controlling; like literally unless you’re doing something that may cause you harm, then mans won’t interfere until you tell him to

wanna wear a tight dress? “of course, babe, you look breathtaking as always.”

wanna change your appearance? “ooh, a surprise! i’m all for this, sweetie. should i change mine too, so we could be matchy-matchy if you want?”

wanna hang out with a couple of friends, “you don’t need to ask me for permission, but i really appreciate it. go have fun, baby, and tell me all about it when you get home.”

➞ he may get jealous when you talk about your guy friends though, but he won’t stop you from hanging out with them (you’re not his property, and he’s very aware of that) he’ll most likely just pout and be like “but i’m your baby, right?”

➞ he gets insecure because of his past, he’ll end up thinking that you’re too perfect for him and that he doesn’t deserve you; so please give him all the affection and love that he’s starved of (or i’ll pull and steal ur mans, bby boo)

➞ just know that he’s very grateful to have you in his life; even if you do end up rejecting him, he’ll accept everything just for you to always be a part of his life even if you end up just being a friends

➞ btw, your height? damn, he literally thinks it’s so sexy, and the fact that he can literally just kiss you without having to worry about neck or back pains? he will literally end up peppering you with kisses, like legit you might end up suffocating (good luck with that, bby 😌✌️)

➞ i think you might be wearing the pants in the relationship…

➞ but anyways, you and tendou just radiate love energy to everyone; legit everyone sees the two of you with heart emojis all around and i mean, who wouldn’t want to be around a love so strong like you two’s?

I really hope that you enjoyed your Dalgona Matchup Latte! Here’s a visual of your movie-esque relationship: he’ll pull the cliché ‘let’s compare hands’ move before you guys will start dating, and ever since then, he’ll just adore the warmth of having your hands in his; your first kiss after a lil’ spontaneous hiking at a cliff; how he hugs you whenever he’s lost in his feeling for you (which is literally almost all the time) before leaning in to give a soft peck on your cheek; he will often feel as though maybe you shouldn’t be with him and that you deserve better, so during those times, please comfort him and remind him that he’s loved.

Thank you so, so much for ordering and being so kind; Kyupid hopes to see you again! Have a wonderful day, cutiepie ♡⋆.ೃ࿔*

an: you’re literally so nice 🥺 like thank you, bby, honestly. i really hope you enjoyed this! pls give tendou all the love and kisses that he deserves.

also thank you for requesting, bcus of you, i just now realized that i have been sleeping on my bby chicken tendou, and i will now commit to being a full time simp just for him… so expect me to pull up if you ever hurt my mans 😤🥺 jk ily

if you notice anything wrong with your request, dm me please so i can fix it! if the gif isn’t working if you don’t see any colored texts at all.

[strangeland-jewel]

Q&A with Tom

SO, it all started with this

And here I gather all questions and answers from today with our favourite singer. Hope you enjoy!

*Note* Question with ‘ ******* ‘ in front is question that came with picture. If I have a permission from the owner, I’ll edit the post then. Now I’m just going to put *Note* behind it and describe what the photo is like.

**Do not repost any pictures here in this post (except the one with Tom’s dog which belongs to Tom). They are all from personal accounts on Twitter and I asked for a permission to post them only here. If you want to use the pictures in your post, contact the owners. I leave all the details for that below each pictures posted.** 

Q: Will “It’s Over” ever get released? Love that song

A: Must find a home for it. One of my absolute favourites. So yes, I hope so!

Q: Any reading recommendations? :)

A: Stoner. Fabulous, if depressing.

Q: What kind of in ears do you wear? They look amazing

A:  They’re made by ACS. Very good. I’d be more or less deaf by now if it wasn’t for in-ear technology!

Q: Thanks for your solo album! Great stuff. When do you think that the next Keane album will be released?

A:  Can’t really say yet but it’s coming.

Q:  Will there be any more solo stuff or will it be back to Keane?

A:  I’m writing all the time. But let’s see what happens.

Q:  What is your input on the new Keane album?

A: Singing as best I can.

Q:  Do you think you’d have any plans to do a 15 year anniversary tour of hopes and fears?

A:  Interesting idea but feels to soon for a retrospective move like that. Maybe the 25th anniversary. Or the 50th...if we’re not pushing up daisies by that point.

*******Q:  In honor of Somewhere Only We Know being our family’s song *Note* A picture of tattoo saying ‘simple thing’ on the side of a body.

A:  Nice! I reckon 90% of people think it’s “sympathy”. Well done for getting the lyric correct...cos I’m not paying for laser removal.

Q:  Absoluted loved "time" being played at Hastings last summer... have you been writing anything else along that style of music? Or was it a one off?

A:  Yep.

Q:  Does the new keane album include any songs written by you?

A:  Err no, I ran out the way of the Tim Rice-Oxley songwriting juggernaut.

Q:  Do you have a regular ritual before you go on stage ?

A:  Just pacing around feeling panicked.

Q:  Favorite place in the world?

A:  Family cuddle. (Sorry for the sentimentality there).

Q:  Any advice for new musicians?

A:  Write what you feel, don’t be afraid to enter the swamp of shame inside you and lay it all out there. That’s what people will connect with.

Q:  What do you miss most about being on tour with Keane?

A:  Banter that only we can understand with a darkness that should only be shared amongst friends.

Q:  What would you say to a bundle of 11/12 years old who ended up loving your music after singing Under A Million Lights? If you sent me a message, I could show them in class and I can tell they would collapse (in thankfulness and awe!) They love you.

A:  You are the greatest class of all time and you will save the world...

Q: Can you give me a birthday shout out?! It was yesterday!

A:  Happy Birthday legend.

Q:  Any plans on visiting Dublin for a concert soon

A:  Be feckin’ rude not to.

Q:  Are they any tickets left for your Harrogate show? #asktom

A:  Probably!

Q:  Do you feel as comfortable as usual working with keane? Has anything changed?

A: It’s like a mad old family which, as most of us know, brings its heady cocktail of love and pain.

A: For those of you asking about the dog. She’s a total pain in the arse...but very lovely too.

Q:  Did you see the Michael Jackson documentary and what was your conclusion?

A:  I can’t bear to watch it. It doesn’t sound so good for Jacko. Mind you, I’d say he’s got bigger problems right now.

Q:  Is it a hard task to write a song (music+words)? For instance... "Quicksand"?

A:  The hardest but most rewarding part. Lyrics are like a puzzle that has to be figured out.

Q: What would you say to the younger Tom Chaplin?

A:  Go and see a therapist Tom. It’s ok, you’re ok, it’s gonna be alright.

Q:  Best thing about Hastings /Battle?

A:  Battle is all sweet, nostalgic memories for me. Hastings Old Town is lovely. St Leonard’s is a funky place these days.

Q:  Which would you rather be attacked by? 1 horse sized duck or a dozen duck sized horses?

A:  Definitely the horse sized duck. I nearly wrote dick then. Thank you autocorrect...for once.

Q:  What do you feel when you listen "Fly to Me" by Keane?

A:  We played it at my Grandfather’s funeral, so I think of him.

Q:  What is "Closer Now" about?

A:  Unrequited love. Long time ago!

Q:  Would love to just get a hello!! I've been a longtime fan of yours, and listen to your music everyday. One of the people I support at work is 60 years old and completely blind. They love playing the Keane classics on the piano! They would love to know you said hello!

A:  Hello!!

Q:  In what way(s) has therapy helped you?

A: It’s helped in every corner of my life...particularly the corners I didn’t know about.

Q:  Do you get fed up with me taking your photo at gigs ?

A:  Most definitely not! You’re bloody wonderful Mark.

Q:  Are you watching any tv show or movie you can recommend?

A:  I’m just watching Fleabag series 2. Just got to the haircut scene...nearly spat my tea out!

Q:  Do you like my username? *Note* this guy’s username is @tomchaplin 

A:  Huh?? That’s both clever and a bit worrying....

Q:  Your opinion about LGBT community?

A:  We’re all on this journey together, let’s accept all of our fellow travellers!

Q:  What is Black Burning Heart about? One of my favourites

A:  God only knows...and Tim. Tim knows too.

Q:  Not a question more of a request. My son James has just started chemotherapy. He’s 16 and a big fan. Could you send a hello please

A:  Hello James. Whatever happens, keep wearing that mile wide smile.

Q:  My teacher just said if you reply to this tweet we wouldn’t have homework so if you have a soul please help us poor children out.

A:  Pens down. Also, don’t worry about school tomorrow, take a long weekend.

 Q: Do you like this photo I took of you

(Taken by Olivia from @xplodinglemon on Twitter. Here is the LINK direct to her tweet.)

A:  Anyone who says life is boring without drugs hasn’t seen this photo.

Q:  Matchy matchy. Mine are a pain in the area too. Must be a doodle thing...

(Taken by Lainey Farrant from @Lainey_Farrant on Twitter. Here is the LINK direct to her tweet.)

A:  oh my, that is quite the collection. 4 of them??? You must be utterly bonkers.

Q:  Last question, why Ipswich why not Man Utd???

A:  Clearly I’m not a glory seeker.

Q:  Can you remember how any of the old songs go? Asking for a friend. (*Note* Our drummer Richard came asking this himself lol)

A:  Great question Richard! I think nearly all of them have a beginning and an ending and maybe some stuff that happens in the middle. Hope that helps!

Q:  How does it feel knowing people feel so strongly about your music and have such close connections to moments of their own life? For me ‘Hardened Heart’, ‘Hamburg Song’ and ‘Eveybodys Changing’ have such close links to things that happened to me and always will #asktom

A:  We’re nothing if we’re not connected to each other in this life. I like to think that I would be ok stranded on a desert island...but two days in I’d be a quivering wreck.

And that’s it for today! Did you send him your questions? Got his answer? I send mind several times but they are just not so interesting haha. Let’s hope we’ll have some fun like this again and all of us will be a little luckier than today!

[kasiopeiae]

Ever think about what moving in with Harry would be like?

He’d wake up on move in day all smiles, even though it’s still really early in the morning. His place is all packed up, save for the mattress he’s slept on and his phone and charger that are on the floor next to him. And when he see you’re calling, his smile grows even bigger as he answers with a “Today’s the day, button!” 

When he shows up to the new place, you’re already there directing the movers with your boxes. You’re a bit perturbed when he’s got his hands full of snacks instead of his boxes, but this is Harry and of course he would come bearing gifts for the movers to express his gratitude, even though he’s already paying them a healthy sum and will undoubtedly pack on a hefty tip at the end. 

And you can’t help but marvel at the easy conversation and (bad) jokes he shares with the movers. Everyone loves Harry, especially you. No one is safe from his charm. And when he catches you watching him, he winks and excuses himself, making his way toward you. “Haven’t properly said ‘good morning’, have I?” He fixes all of that as his he holds you by the hips and presses his lips to your forehead.

Boxes and plastic wrap and tape and packing peanuts litter the floor of your new home. The movers are gone, so it’s just you and Harry left in the mess. And as you sit on the hardwood floor unpacking boxes and unwrapping the contents, Harry sashays his way over with a broom, sweeping wrappings at you. You can’t help but giggle as soon he’s got you surrounded with packing materials. And when he’s satisfied with the pile he’s buried you in he asks, “What’re yeh doin’ layin’ in rubbish, love?” 

So he starts digging you out, but really he’s just using it as an opportunity to attack you with kisses until you’re rolling around together, paper crinkling and bubble wrap popping.

Once the two of you stop fooling around and actually clean up the mess instead of making out on top of it, you realize there isn’t enough furniture to fill the house. Together you head off to countless furniture stores; you’re looking for pieces that will compliment others already at home while Harry is determined to find the most ridiculously quirky furnishings. 

For a moment, you think you’ve lost him in the store until you round the corner and find him lounging in a gaudy throne. When you burst out laughing, Harry’s a bit affronted. “Dunno what yeh laughin’ at, kitten. I think it’s quite regal. Perfect for the bedroom.”

And when you question why he could possibly want such a garish chair in the bedroom, asking him to think about waking up in the middle of the night and stubbing a toe on it, he takes you around the waist and pulls you into his lap. “I don’t think yeh thinkin’ ‘bout this properly,” he whispers. “This would be much more comfortable for you when I take yeh over my knee.”

Finally you’re back home with more movers as they carry in new purchases including, yes, that red and gold throne. And when you hear Harry direct them to take it upstairs, quickly you interject and let them know it’ll be just fine over there. 

As the day grows longer, your body aches from all the heavy lifting and organizing and unpacking, and you curse yourself for agreeing with Harry to throw a housewarming party tonight. But as he bounds into the kitchen while you’re adding the finishing touches to the dessert you’ve made for the party, you can tell that he’s somehow still full of energy. 

He’s got nothing on save for a pair of tight Calvins, and tiny water droplets still adorn his inky chest from the shower he’s just taken. In his hands he’s got hangers of clothes. He’s looking at you expectantly, waiting for an answer to the question he hasn’t bothered to ask aloud. When you finally break and laugh out a “What?” he sighs dramatically and rolls his eyes.

“Dunno what to wear. Help me.”

“Wear whatever you like, Harry. It’s just a few friends over and we’ve been moving all day; no one expects floral suits and glittery boots.”

Another eye roll. “But what’re you wearing?” You answer with a shrug and gesture to what you’ve already got on. “Alright, perfect, love. Thanks. I’ve got a similar shirt and jeans in the same color--” 

He’s turning away from you, heading out of the kitchen to start getting ready, when you realize what he’s saying. “Harry, we’re not going to be one of those couples that dresses all matchy-matchy!”

He stops, turning to point a finger at you with an unbelievably bright grin. “Too late, yeh said I could wear whatever I want. An’ tha’s what I want.”

Guests started arriving, each bearing gifts of food, flowers, or alcohol. More than a few people commented on the similar patterns and colors you and Harry are wearing, teasing that there was a unmentioned dress code, and each remark earned Harry and subtle jab in the ribs from your elbow. With each jab, he’d look down at you and smile. And how could you be annoyed with that smile? 

Harry’s outside on the patio grilling as you take friend after friend on a tour around the house. As the steady flow of arrivals ebbs, the noise outside picks up. Someone’s jumped in the pool. Another’s found croquet mallets in a junk box, and Harry’s in the midst of setting the rules of the game that now also involves a baseball and hula-hoop. 

You share a few drinks with your friends, musing about how exciting this next chapter in your relationship is, as Harry and a few others are running around with the croquet mallets. 

Later when you step back inside to grab another bag of chips, you find Harry picking at your half eaten dessert. Hearing you, he turns around innocently with eyes wide and frosting covering his fingers.

“You don’t want a fork?” you ask, coming closer to him to wipe a bit of chocolate from the corner of his mouth with your thumb. “Or a napkin?”

“We ‘aven’t unpacked any forks,” he says while chewing. You wonder how everyone’s been eating all this time if no silverware had been unpacked yet, but Harry doesn’t allow you to be distracted from him for too long. He holds a small square of cake between two fingers in front of you lips. You open your mouth for him and as he places it inside, you’re sure to lick the excess off his fingers. 

And the night is winding down, only a few friends left huddled in the living room. You’re cuddled close to Harry’s side, his feet kicked up on the couch. As he trades stories back and forth with friends, you’re content to stay quiet, cheek pressed against his chest with the soothing sound of his heart beating beneath. At some point, around the same time when your eyes grew heavy with sleep, his arm slithered around your waist to hold you closer to him. The voices around you were quieting and Harry’s voice was just a low, comforting rumble in his chest. 

As Harry squeezes you just a bit tighter, you stir and take notice of the murmuring around you. You hear someone ask Harry if he’s ready for all this. Without hesitation, he responds. “M’ready for anything s’long as it’s with her.”

It’s well after midnight by the time everyone has gone and once again it’s just you and Harry in your home. He insisted on carrying you up to bed, saying you were too sleepy to manage the stairs, even though you’d been wide awake after hearing him talk about you so lovingly. 

The two of you get ready for bed together. Brushing teeth side by side. Washing your faces at the same time. You’ve gone through bedtime rituals together in the past, but this feels different. Now you weren’t in a hotel room or separate apartments getting ready, fumbling around unfamiliar sinks and wondering where the other kept the floss. No, this is a shared bathroom, where each and every thing has a space for it and both of you knew where to find it. There’d be no more days of spraying on Harry’s deodorant because you’d forgotten to bring yours, and never again would Harry have to use your hair products that he thought made his hair feel too crunchy because his would be sitting right next to yours.

When you climb into bed, Harry’s fiddling with some sort of remote. You can see how tired he is--on the verge of grumpy, really--as he fights to make the remote do whatever it is he wants. "How the fuck do you make the blinds close?” he huffs in frustration, spinning the remote in his hands.

Cuddling up under the covers next to him, you take the remote from him and press the combination of buttons the real estate agent had showed you. Harry watches in amazement as the mechanism whirrs to life and the floor-to-ceiling windows are covered. 

“What would I do without yeh, love?” he asks, turning toward you and caressing your cheek before leaning in and kissing down your neck.

“Be woken up by the sun,” you answer. You feel him grinning against your neck as he continues kissing. 

It’s not long before he’s got you on your back, hovering over you as your mouths mingle. Your fingers are woven in his hair as his hold you against him just right. When he pushes inside, you take a deep breath and adjust around him. Your legs are locked tightly around Harry’s waist as he rocks back and forth slowly, allowing you to savor the way his thick cock fills you to the core. 

And as you’re wound tightly around each other, Harry’s fingers dancing over you in a way melts away all your tension, bodies flushed from the heat the two of you created and tumble over the edge and fall into complete oblivion together, you realize you have this to look forward to each and every night now that you live together. 

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