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marril96 · 5 years ago

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Wannabe

Pairing: Rowena x reader

Summary: Rowena wants something. You’re confused.

A/N: Inspired by this prompt.

Editor: @miss-moon-guardian

*****

Usually, you were pretty good at understanding Rowena, but her behavior today was indecipherable.

It started with a pout as soon as you saw her this morning. You'd greeted her with a smile, as you usually did when she woke up before you, and pressed a kiss to her cheek in gratitude upon seeing a cup of steaming coffee beside her tea.

The pout remained, unflinching, unchanging.

"What's wrong?" you'd asked, concern spilling over you. It wouldn't be the first time she'd woken up from a nightmare and, unable to sleep and with nothing else to do, settled in the kitchen and worked on beverages for the two of you.

"Nothing," she said in a tone that gave away there was something.

You didn't push it. If it was a bad dream, she would talk to you when she was ready. On her own terms.

That one word was all she said to you throughout the entire morning. You'd tried starting random conversations, tried bringing up the horrid weather or the lockdown you were stuck in, even told awful jokes that usually made her roll her eyes and call you a bampot, but nothing worked. Rowena remained silent. A few groans and moans were the height of her reactions.

A few times you looked away and, feeling her eyes burning into you, turned back to find her staring at you. As if she wanted to say something. As if she wanted to ask for something, but didn't dare say it out loud. She quickly looked away every time, cheeks flushing red as her hair.

Every time you asked "What?" it remained unanswered.

As the day went on, Rowena's behavior got weirder. When she walked past you, she made sure to brush her shoulder against you — hard, making it clear it was no accident. If you glared at her, she would pop her lower lip out in an even deeper pout, so adorable it turned your insides to jelly and instantly melted all your rising irritation away. You could never stay mad at her for long, especially not when she was being cute.

After lunch (which, to your surprise, she'd made), you'd sat down to read a book, and there she was beside you, squished against you like a child demanding attention. To say it was strange would be an understatement. Usually it was you, feeling lonely or just wanting to annoy her, who interrupted her reading and was met with a glare that had stopped being deadly years ago. She rarely, if ever, interrupted you. If you were busy, even with something pointless like a phone game, that meant you weren't bothering her, and she always welcomed that.

"What?" you'd asked in the tone she always used on you — irritated, but nor malicious, more dramatic than genuine.

Rowena had whimpered. She'd actually whimpered, whiny and all, like an injured puppy. And, gods, it was the cutest sound you'd ever heard. Cuter than even an actual puppy's.

You laughed. "You're such a child!"

A pout, again. It was hard to ignore, your heart clenching, but you stuck to your principles, eyes glued strictly to the book. Looking at her would mean letting her win at whatever game she was playing, and you weren't going to do that. If she was going to act like a brat, you would treat her like one. No matter how hard it was to restrain yourself from throwing your arms around her and showering her in kisses.

Resistance was hard, but worth it. Or so you wanted to believe.

Rowena made dinner, as well, and that all but cemented your belief that something was very, very wrong. She rarely, if ever, made food. If she couldn't order from her favorite restaurant, she prepared something, all the while grumbling and mumbling to herself, and cursing you out for making her do it. Today, though, she did it all on her own. No prompting from you. No unavailability of a restaurant. She just did it.

The food was delicious, which you made sure to point out. Strange behavior or not, she'd worked hard. Praise was the least she deserved. Each compliment brought a smile to her mouth, but it was quickly replaced by that persistent pout she couldn't seem to live without today. Somehow, it made the food sweeter. Juicier. The cuter the cook, the better the food.

Rowena had even done the dishes, also unprompted. She threw sideway glances at you as she worked, but your offers to help out were met with a "Hmph" and a turned head.

There was no satisfying her today, was there?

You were many things, but a mind reader wasn't one of them. If she had a problem, she had to tell you about it. As well as you knew her, there were some things — behaviors, tics — even you couldn't understand.

You paid the odd behavior no mind — or tried to, at the very least, for, as cute as Rowena was, it was terribly frustrating to be met with nothing but pouting and an odd whine all day. You had limits, and she'd crossed them all, and then some. If something was wrong, she was free to talk to you about it.

You'd sorted out all kinds of issues over the years. Granted, neither of you was the most communicative person, but you made it work. You made your relationship work. There were arguments and eye-rolls and arms thrown up in frustration, but in the end everything was sorted. You communicated.

Why wouldn't she communicate with you now? Was she mad? You were pretty sure you'd neither said nor done anything wrong, but with Rowena one could never know. The woman had a strong penchant for offense at the most ridiculous things. A recent forecast announcing lousy weather had offended her in a personal way, so much so that she was all red in the face by the time you'd noticed and turned off the TV.

For all you knew, you could have looked at her slightly wrong by accident and she was sulking.

"Okay, that's enough," you said, pulling on your night clothes, tired from a long day of grunts and pouts.

Rowena, clad in adorable red pajamas, was nestled on the bed, eyes big and bright as a puppy's. Toes curling up. Pout firm on her mouth. You hated yourself for finding her cute, even at a time like this.

"Tell me what's wrong." It was a demand, a cold one. No sugarcoating it. No more Mrs. Nice Girl. You'd tried to elicit an answer the easy way and were met with nothing. If she was mad, be it at you or the world in general, you had nothing to lose by going at it the hard way. You'd already mentally prepared for a fight.

She blinked innocently. Tilted her head. Crossed her arms in a makeshift hug.

"Rowena." Your eyes found hers, locked with them tight. Clear as day that you were serious, that you were sick and tired of playing games. "If you've got something to say, say it."

Her puppy eyes glittered, growing wider, more vulnerable. Tearing at your heartstrings as if she'd stabbed you with the sharpest blade.

You sighed. Must not let weakness show. "Seriously? God, you're such a brat!"

Hmphing, Rowena turned her head. She said something under her breath, too quiet for you too hear, barely a whisper.

"What?" you asked.

Her cheeks flushed scarled. A tad louder, she mumbled, "Chhhhh."

It was… something. Not much, but it was a beginning of communication. There was an attempt.

You frowned. "I'm sorry?"

"Cughhhhh."

You threw your arms up, confused, frustrated. "What are you trying to say?"

Rowena shot you her deadliest glare. She whipped back to face you, rose up into a sitting position, palms planted firmly on the bed, and, face bright red, anger seeping from every pore, exclaimed in her thickest accent, "Get yer bitch arse over here and cuddle with me, ye little shite!"

You flinched, startled by the outburst. Stared. Eyebrows rising, eyes widening. For a moment that seemed to last forever silence befell the room.

And then you laughed. You laughed and laughed and laughed, unable to contain yourself. Unwilling to, for the mere look on Rowena's face, ashamed, confused, made you want to explode with laughter.

That was what all of this was about? She wanted to cuddle? A day full of unintelligible noises and bumping shoulders, and all she wanted was to cuddle?

"Seriously?" you said, then burst into another laughing fit.

Rowena huffed, offended.

"Why didn't you just say so?"

More huffing. Pouting. No answer. Not a single word.

You grinned, heart fluttering. "You're so precious, you know that? So fucking precious!"

She rolled her eyes.

Chuckling, you crawled up to her on the bed. As soon as your arms nestled around her, she snuggled up against you as if her life depended on it. You held her tight, let her warmth spill over you. Basked in it. Allowed it to fill you up, to make your heart swell with it. She was so small in your arms, so impossibly tiny. Vulnerable like a child seeking protection, comfort, love.

You had plenty of that — and more — to give.

"My baby girl," you cooed, eliciting a happy little moan. "Next time just tell me you want cuddles."

A whine. God, she was adorable!

"I mean it. Just tell me, and I'm all yours." You pressed a soft kiss to her scalp. Rowena, in turn, buried her face in your chest. She really was a child. "I love you, you big baby."

It was hard to believe she was almost four hundred years old. Sometimes it felt as if she were younger than you.

"You, too," she muttered softly.

You knew. Good god, you knew. She didn't show this side of her to just anyone. You were special — privileged — to see her at her weakest, at her most vulnerable. At her cutest possible.

You wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Even if she was a brat sometimes.

She was your brat, and you loved her for it.

Kissing her head one more time, you closed your eyes. It wasn't long before sleep took you over with her in your arms, comfortable and safe. Loved and cared for and cherished more than she'd ever been before.

You swore to never let it be any other way.

*****

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bb-bambam · 5 years ago

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a decade with jjp

well, here we are at the end of 2019, which means that it’s been a little over 10 years with jjp. this is a compilation i put together of (most of, but definitely not all because i only really went through my blog and my twitter!) the jjp moments we’ve had the privilege of seeing over the past 10 years. i tried to put them vaguely in chronological order, but there were just so many that it was sort of hard to keep track! i hope you find your favorite moments here, and are reminded of some that you’ve forgotten about! (i know i definitely was!)

here’s to a wonderful decade of smiles, laughter, and happiness with our resident soulmates, and we hope for many many more!

predebut

the fateful audition that started it all (x)

bounce era

back in their awkward stages (x)

jaebeom teasing jinyoung (x)

they’ve always matched well (x)

jaebeom’s happy birthday song for jinyoung (x)

jaebeom singing that he loves jinyoung before cracking an egg on his head (at 7:45) (x)

flirting on twitter (x)

jaebeom feeding jinyoung (x)

shopping date (x)

their promise to make a second album (which would eventually come true 5 years later!) (x)

ggg era

jaebeom being soft for jinyoung even when they were on opposing teams (x)

jj dads w their baby youngjae (x)

hugging each other after pretending to fight to prank yugyeom (at 6:50) (x)

their fingers lacing together in a weirdly intimate way (at 13:50) (x)

a era

sharing a shirt in the “a” dance practice videos (x)

being cute in a corner by themselves (x)

jinyoung’s thank you note to jaebeom (x)

flirting during a fan event (x)

never forgetting their roots (x)

stop stop it era

jinyoung comforting jaebeom (x)

holding hands (x)

weird flirting (WHAT was jinyoung looking for?) (x)

jjparents (x)

the time jaebeom manhandled jinyoung to the ground and they both looked way too happy about it (x)

jaebeom exposing himself on instagram and trying to delete the evidence (x)

jinyoung being jaebeom’s (favorite) annoying dongsaeng (x)

not exactly a jjp moment but jackson being a jjp shipper (x)

just right era

jinyoung being extra for no reason (x)

their simpsons couple rings (x)

jaebeom feeding jinyoung (and then licking the same hand?) (x)

jealous jinyoung (x)

mad era

their iconic ceci photoshoot (x)(x)

being cute before the comeback stage (x)

jinyoung flirting with jaebeom (x)

clingy jinyoung (x)

the first sukira game (u all know the one) (x)

and what’s more, jaebeom puckered his lips (x)

this video where they were all over each other (x)

jinyoung declaring jj project as his one and only unit (x)

they aren’t close, they’re deep (x)

jaebeom recognizing jinyoung by touching his hand (x)

jjparents w their babies yugjae (x)

when they almost left jinyoung behind but jaebeom made sure they didn’t (x)

holding hands (x)

jaebeom thirsty (it’s the second tweet in the thread!) (x)

miscellaneous moments (including jinyoung calling jaebeom “jagiya”) (x)

fly era

domesticity in a restaurant and jaebeom feeding jinyoung (x)(x)

checking on each other onstage (also i kind of went off in my tags?? lmao) (x)

communicating w their eyes (x)

jaebeom knowing exactly how jinyoung wants to confess (x)

the second sukira game (including a comparison to the first!) (x)

jaebeom being absolutely whipped and letting jinyoung get away with anything (x)

them being cute and touchy (x)

jinyoung between jaebeom’s legs in the car?!?!?! (x)

jaebeom helping jinyoung wear his blindfold (x)

the softness in this vlive (x)

jinyoung being a “ghost” and jaebeom being whipped (x)

a hug for jaebeom for getting a strike (x)

jinyoung being needy (x)

them being domestic in front of everyone on vlive (x)

jj dads w their baby yugyeom (x)

when they went on this show JUST to be domestic (x)

jaebeom thinks jinyoung is the prettiest (and lowkey admitted he likes jinyoung crossdressing?) (x)

unnecessary clinginess (x)

fly tour

jinyoung doing The Most when jaebeom wasn’t there for their concerts (x)(x)(x)(x)

jaebeom watching jinyoung with utter fondness (x)

jinyoung being so incredibly happy to have jaebeom back (x)

jjp on a walmart date (x)

jjp on a pizza date (x)

jjp on a family shopping date w their baby bambam (x)

jjp on a family aquarium date w their baby bambam (x)

hard carry era

this 20 min vlive where it was just them being cuddly (x)(x)

their wedding day (x)

whipped culture on asc (x)

them being…like This at a fan event (x)

bookworm boyfriends (x)

communicating w their eyes (again) (x)

jaebeom singing prove it to jinyoung (that song was written for jinyoung ok) (x)

jaebeom LOOKING DIRECTLY AT JINYOUNG while talking about marriage (!!!!!!!) (x)

jjp describing each other as their ideal type (x)

the start of jinyoung calling jaebeom “jaebeommie” (x)

jinyoung demanding appreciation from jaebeom (x)

jjp talking about their feelings when jaebeom was injured (x)

sharing an umbrella (x)

i just really love this pic. jinyoung adores jaebeom so much (x)

jjp soulmates confirmed by mbti (x)

no one knows jaebeom like jinyoung does (x)

more couple rings (x)

in their own world (x)

jinyoung singing happy birthday to jaebeom (x)

jinyoung thinks jaebeom is the most handsome (x)

jaebeom telling jinyoung to sit on his lap (x)

again…them in their own world (and the lip thing) (x)(x)

this fanmeeting skit (x)

singing “my home” to each other (x)

never ever era

touchy at the airport (x)

their embarrassing moments are shared because their pasts are just too intertwined (x)

jaebeom touching The Butt (x)

jinyoung biting jaebeom’s cheek (x)

soft touches at a radio show (x)

jackson calling them out (x)

jaebeom again letting jinyoung be informal (x)

jinyoung doesn’t match with anyone but jaebeom (x)

bambam instigating jjp moments (x)

jinyoung always takes care of jaebeom (x)

they share shampoo (even though it’s not okay when mark uses it) (x)

coffee date (x)

yugyeom facetiming his dads (x)

they ACTUALLY almost kissed (x)

whatever THIS was (x)

jaebeom playing with the holes in jinyoung’s jeans (x)

jaebeom losing suspiciously easily to jinyoung at a bar battle (x)

jaebeom letting jinyoung win at arm wrestling (x)

jaebeom recognizing jinyoung from touching his butt (x)

jaebeom thinks jinyoung is the funniest man alive (x)

verse 2 era (<33333)

they filmed in hokkaido which is a place jinyoung always wanted to visit (x)

cuties talking on the phone (x)

this whole interview (x)

jjp in the bathroom then vs jjp in the bathroom now (x)

they’re just so soft (x)

tomorrow today (stream verse 2 and this mv!!) (x)

the iconic mirror choreo (x)

holding hands and looking super happy about it (x)

jj project is jinyoung’s home-like space (x)

their tombstones will be side by side (x)

they can’t keep their eyes off each other (x)

the depth of their relationship is just…wow (x)

jealous jaebeom (x)

photographer bfs (x)

always complimenting each other (x)

jinyoung being jaebeom’s favorite dongsaeng (x)

they drink together (x)

talking about soulmates (little did we know what jaebeom would do 2 years later…) (x)

their special relationship (x)

marriage (x)

their shared bookshelf (x)

kings of domesticity (x)

jinyoung is jaebeom’s cat (x)

jaebeom inviting jinyoung into his room (and jinyoung loving his cats!) (x)

even more couple rings (x)

jaebeom calls jinyoung “youngie” confirmed (x)

jackson telling us what we already knew (x)

jjp’s photo essay (x)

7 for 7 era

the jjp imagery in the you are mv (x)

clingy jinyoung part 43762 (x)

jinyoung getting away with everything as usual (x)

idk what THIS was but (x)

jinyoung being incapable of shutting up about jaebeom while he was in the jungle (x)(x)

jaebeom getting hot and bothered bc of jinyoung on camera (x)

these cute pictures (x)

always always in their own world (x)

jaebeom serenading jinyoung with “face” (x)

editors always acknowledge the soulmates (x)

lest we forget: jaebeom looked at jinyoung like THIS in the middle of running a food truck (x)(x)

eyes on you era

jinyoung recognizing jaebeom by touching his ear (x)

jaebeom recognizing jinyoung by touching his chin (x)

jinyoung can do ANYTHING (x)(x)

jjp married (x)(x)

jaebeom getting flustered (x)

this little thing they always do when they perform “look” (x)

jjp domestic (x)

jinyoung loves nora okay (x)

ice cream date (x)

they really want each other to strip (x)

informal jinyoung again (x)

they’re just so. soft (x)

always looking out for each other (x)

they love taking pictures of each other (x)

miscellaneous moments (x)

eyes on you tour

jjp on a paris date (x)

jjp dancing together in nyc (x)(x)

secret flirting onstage (x)

jaebeom checking out jinyoung’s entire butt (x)

miscellaneous moments (x)

lullaby era

don’t send them anywhere together (x)

complementary rings (x)

business as usual for them (x)

jaebeom staking his claim on jinyoung’s birthday (x)

looking at each other (and doing the lip thing!) as yugyeom talks about first loves (x)

jinyoung does not fear jaebeom at all (x)

jaebeom cannot lie to jinyoung (x)

miracle era

onstage flirting (x)

jinyoung’s fave songs are the ones jaebeom writes (x)

they make each other soooo happy (x)

one of my favorite sets of pictures ever (x)

literally married (x)

literally married pt 2 (x)

jinyoung through jaebeom’s eyes (x)

JB GA DAISUKI (x)

jinyoung waiting for jaebeom (x)

another serenade courtesy of jaebeom (x)

jaebeom being a (probably) biased ref (x)

jinyoung can talk to jaebeom about anything and jaebeom wants to have his last meal w jinyoung (x)

another ice cream date (x)

jj handshake #847348 (x)

focus on me era

happy to be together in the airport just before jus2 promotions and jinyoung’s drama (x)(x)

jaebeom making the jus2 showcase a jjp event for some reason (x)(x)(x)

jaebeom turning jus2 promotions into a jj project promotion period for some reason (x)(x)(x)

needy jaebeom (x)

finally reunited! (x)

eclipse era

jinyoung gives jaebeom a sense of security (x)

jaebeom’s cheeks are too cute (x)

eyes always on each other (x)

jinyoung getting away with informality part 397843 (x)

THEY’RE! SO! SOFT! (x)

hugs! (x)

jaebeom said jj project is forever (x)

bambam supports! (x)

jjp on the best friends episode of plof together (x)(x)

jjp on radio apart (x)

jaebeom likes being in jinyoung’s arms (x)

their got2day which was just them being soft (x)

JJP SOULMATES (!!!!!!!!) (x)

keep spinning tour

flirting onstage again (x)

they know everything about each other (ft. an interview from 2018!) (x)

holding hands at the airport (x)

it was fitting that they were chosen to make up a handshake (x)

very close at the airport (x)

giggly and tipsy (x)

thailand always gives us the moments we deserve (x)

selfie time! (x)

jaebeom always looking after jinyoung (he wasn’t feeling well that day) (x)

jaebeom being smug abt having jinyoung all to himself (x)

sharing secrets onstage (x)

ycmn era

jaebeom leading jinyoung offstage (x)

jinyoung being clingy again (x)

pda as usual (x)

everyone ships it (x)

jinyoung thirsty (x)

wanting to be with each other after got7′s first daesang win (x)(x)(x)

possessive jaebeom at the mamas (x)

jinyoung teasing jaebeom and jaebeom being whipped (x)

clingy jaebeom (x)

so smiley (x)

clingy clingy (x)

softest in the world (x)(x)

flustering each other (x)

jinyoung cute jaebeom sexy (x)

photographer bfs again (x)

jaebeom wants jinyoung all to himself (x)

actually what was going on w them on this day (x)

spending 10 years together looks like this (x)

dramas

dream knight (x)

dream high vs. dream knight (the tension…) (x)

when a man loves (x)(x)

compilation (x)

unknown/multiple eras

jjp are happiest with each other (x)

sharing secrets (x)

the happiness they get from each other… (x)

jinyoung being jaebeom’s fave dongsaeng (x)

sharing a jacket (x)

sharing a sweater (x)

compilations and miscellaneous stuff

compilation of jjp just knowing it’s the other (including by touching jaebeom’s inner lip…) (x)

compilation of jinyoung vs. jaebeom battles that jinyoung always wins (bc jaebeom is whipped?) (x)

compilation of jaebeom laughing bc of jinyoung (x)

compilation of pics of each other (x)

compilation of jaebeom being literally incapable of controlling himself (x)

compilation of all their “kisses” (x)

miscellaneous moments (x)

miscellaneous soft moments (x)

miscellaneous underrated moments (x)

and last but absolutely not least, this submitted list of further jjp nonsense (x)

#jjp #jinyoung #jb #got7

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courtesan-of-garage · 6 years ago

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Eyes. Those damn eyes. [Marc Antony x MC, AU, part 3]

Summary: How to make strange woman jealous? Well, just watch and learn. Author’s note: As I said in previous post, I needed something to keep my thoughts occupied after today’s chapters. @vienroose - my editor forever - helped me with this one, thank you <3 Enjoy & please, tell me what you think about it! All characters belong to Pixelberry. P R O L O G U E | P A R T 1 | P A R T 2 Tag list: @the-red-jhon @poeticscolt @client-327 @regina-and-happiness @lovehugsandcandy @steelbluechoices @married-to-damien @vienroose @marc-antonys-woman @queenkaneko @zig-nazario

Do you remember Aquila? Snake without moral spine, cheating and lying, would sell you to satan for one corn chip? Yeah, that’s the man.

Do you know antonym to ‘Aquila’?

Exactly. ‘Cassius’.

Righteous, scrupulous, high-minded knight in a shining armor, always ready to save damsel in distress. Your boss has that joke, that Cassius is too good for this world, not to mention your company. There is sophistication in every word leaving his mouth, he speaks so gracefully, from time to time quoting his favorite poets. People like this are thin on the ground. You can see why women are so charmed with his company, but probably his appearance is not meaningless. Dark, soft curls on his head, light, observant eyes, olive complexion, well trimmed beard - let's be honest, even you would notice him and perceive his exquisiteness while passing on the street.

And now our ideal gentleman draws all the perfect woman's attention.

Being asked about unwanted companion, girl smiles lightly, two little dimples appear on her checks, her eyes wander to Cassius face for a split second. She quickly returns her gaze to alpha male that was bothering her for last few minutes, you are still able to listen to what she answers, surprised by how her voice sound like - fruity, honeyed, silvery, yet still peremptory.

‘Yeah… I'm sorry, what was your name? Adam? Arnold? I think it is high time for you to go. But don't worry too much, you're leaving me in good hands, am I right mister…?’

She raises her eyebrow, turning all her attention to Cassius again, waiting for him to answer. Adam's or Arnold's expression is priceless, like he’s just gotten slapped, but it looks like she doesn't care at all; like she has already forgotten that guy ever existed.

You can't stand there and eavesdrop on their conversation, you need to come back to your table, pretend that Cassius bold move didn't make any impression on you, which is of course false. But what are you going to do? Walk in on their table and say what exactly? ‘Hi my precious co-worker! And who is your friend? Won't you introduce us?’. No, this is ridiculous. You should be the one sitting next to her now, but no, you are way too much into playing games, being direct is not an option here.

You freeze with horror for a second.

And then you start to laugh to yourself.

Are you really going to let that little inconvenience ruin your evening? Are you really so mad and jealous of some woman you don't even know? You're shaking your head in disbelief, wide grin painting on your face. You turn your gaze one last time to our pair, lost in heated conversation, then turn your whole awareness to your work associates. Three random guys, from different departments, sitting there, finishing their drinks, laughing and gesticulating. They are the reason why you there. Not her. You are just about to sit down when you feel gentle tap on your shoulder. You turn around and, well, you forget about your coworkers, again. Deep-set, hazel eyes spotted with little saffron flickers, voluminous hair, black as coal, surrounding a round face bronzed with the sun. The woman gives you her million-worth smile before her full, desirable lips parts to make a sound. ‘I’m sorry… I couldn’t help but notice that you are wasting your time with your… colleagues, while such a charming woman like me is in need of company.’ She offers you her hand and you leave a light kiss on her knuckles, looking straight into her eyes the whole time, holding it a little bit longer than it was necessary. ‘Oh… Where are my manners. Please lady, forgive me that lack of finesse.’ ‘Good thing I have merciful heart. And lady’s name is Xanthe.’ As you move the chair to let her sit, your eyes wander for a short while to table where Cassius and gorgeous stranger are sitting. Her face expression is blank, indecipherable, but those green almonds are now glued to your new associate. You thought you saw fire in them for a millisecond before? Now they are literally two infernos, consumed by envy and lust. That night is getting more and more interesting.

#choices #choices stories you play #choices acor #a courtesan of rome #acor #marc antony #marc antony x mc #acor marc antony #choices fanfiction

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sassyreads · 7 years ago

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85 QUESTIONS TAG

I’m getting tagged a lot by you Vera XD but I love it so thanks <3 @aelingalathynius-fireheart

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people or you know just a couple

— What was your last…

1. Drink: 7UP

2. Phone call: I was actually trying to call the radio and trying to win a Samsung s9 lol

3. Text message: my sister

4. Song you listened to: Dusk till dawn on the radio (a lot of songs I love are played on repeat on the radio and I’m getting sick of them)

5. Time you cried: last week at school, my dog just died

6. Dated someone twice: I haven't even had a first date foreveralone

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: no (guys let me just say I’ve never even kissed)

8. Been cheated on: since that’s not possible the answer is a solid no XD

9. Lost someone special: my dog :(

10. Been depressed: not really; I mean I have moments where I just feel down but not depressed

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nope

— Fave colours

12. Purple

13. Black

14. Navy blue

— in the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: YES (mostly Tumblr friends but that counts right?!)

16. Fallen out of love: never really been in love so no

17. Laughed until you cried: I don't think so?

18. Found out someone was talking about you: I have had moments where I thought someone’s talking about me, but I was never sure

19. Met someone who changed you: no, but I'm waiting for you

20. Found out who your friends are: ??? As in something dramatic happened in my life and people abandoned me and I found out who my real friends were? weird questions, I’m going with no

21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: what no XD

— General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: when I had Facebook all of them

23. Do you have any pets: NOT ANYMORE OKAY?! *cries*

24. Do you want to change your name: I mean do I want to be named Aelin or Feyre? Sure, but otherwise no XD

25. What did you do for your last birthday: can’t remember... probably just with family

26. What time did you wake up today: maybe at 11.45

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: listening to the podcast of @kbmritchie (YOU GUYS READ THEIR BOOKS THEY’RE AMAZING)

28. What is something you can’t wait for: tog7 definitely

30. What are you listening to right now: the radio, it’s a Spanish/English song? something with culpa and solamente, don’t know what it’s called XD

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: sure lots of em

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: waiting a year for the next book

33. Most visited website: I have no life so tumblr

34. Hair colour: dark brown

35. Long or short hair: long

36. Do you have a crush on someone: I have a lot of crushes right now, I’m so overwhelmed @villainsreadtoo Alice you gotta help me with this XD (I have a hard time accepting that I have a crush and don’t want to admit it, but the Internet can keep a secret right)

37. What do you like about yourself: my lips

38. Want any piercings: nope

39. Blood type: SERiously? no idea

40. Nicknames: Sas (almost everyone call me this), sassie (my little sister calls me this)

41. Relationship status: single and never ready to mingle

42. Sign: gemini (but I promise I'm not a two-faced bitch)

43. Pronouns: she/her

44. Fave tv show: Supernatural and Brooklyn 99

45. Tattoos: no, but I really want a few

46. Right or left handed: left

47: Ever had surgery: yeah when I was little they removed my tonsils

48. Piercings: don’t have any

49. Sport: being lazy is a sport I excel at

50. Vacation: I really want to see Australia and Scotland

51. Trainers: ?? please someone explain these questions to me before I make a fool of myself (oh wait)

— More general

52. Eating: pancakes

53. Drinking: bitter lemon

54. I’m about to watch: nothing, I have exams coming up

55. Waiting for: the movies, I'm going to see game night with my sister tonight

56. Want: the ‘wolf scout’ t-shirt of the like us series so bad (but I gotta wait till my next pay check)

57. Get married: definitely

58. Career: I'm secretly hoping I have amazing writing skills, and otherwise an editor or a job in a publishing house

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: haven’t experienced any kissed but they sound amazing

60. Lips or eyes: EYES!

61. Shorter or taller: taller

62. Older or younger: older

63. Nice arms or stomach: ummm arms duh!

64. Hookup or relationships: Relationships

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant (it’s my greatest flaw)

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: nooo

67. Drank hard liquor: never, probably never will

68.Turned someone down: nope

69. Sex on first date: no

70: Broken someone’s heart: I really hope not

71. Had your heart broken: many times, cause of death: fictional characters

72. Been arrested: no XD

73. Cried when someone died: yes again my dog (never experienced another death)

74. Fallen for a friend: no

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: the ‘you can do it girl’ then yes

76. Miracles: absolutely

77. Love at first sight: I like to believe in it but I think it really is lust at first sight

78. Santa Claus: sadly I found out he’s not real so no

79. Angels: yup

— Misc

80. Eye colour: brown

81. Best friends name: Shiewanie aka someone who never uses her Tumblr @xwaantje and my sister Shila

82. Favourite movie: BLACK PANTHER FOREVER BABY

83. Favourite actor: Oh man why you gotta ask me this XD I'm gonna go with Misha Collins

84. Favourite cartoon: avatar

85. Favourite teacher’s name: all teacher suck! I’m kidding I don't have a favourite

I’m tagging: @villainsreadtoo (you saw that one coming XD) @rayonfrozenwings and others who want to do this (I’m sorry but in my experience everyone I tag doesn’t end up doing it, so I'm giving up)

#this was fun #can you tell that I haven't used any emoticons #I'm on my laptop and can't find them XD #lol #85 questions tag

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thorne93 · 7 years ago

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Old Flame, New Problems (Part 15)

Prompt: You’re in a serious relationship with Sebastian Stan, when news from your first love informs you that he’s now single and in need of a friend. Will your old flame burn out or will the flames get fanned and consume you?

Word Count: 3433

Warning: language, angst, fighting (verbal), cheating, drama

Notes: This idea came to me when news hit about Hayden and Rachel splitting. Of course I’m sad that a long time relationship such as theirs is ending, but it also means he’s single sooo…Also, no hate towards Rachel. I don’t know her, don’t know what really happened between them, etc. It’s a fic and in no way reflects what I think of either of them or their precious daughter ^.^

Beta’d by my #1 gal @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

Forever Tags: @capsmuscles @cocosierra94 @essie1876 @magpiegirl80 @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked @harleyquinnandscarletwitch @iamwarrenspeace @marvel-imagines-yes-please @superwholocked527 @myparadise1982sand @missinstantgratification @thejemersoninferno @rda1989 @marvelloushamilton @munlis @thefridgeismybestie @bubblyanarocks3 @random-fluffy-pink-unicorn @hardcollectionworldtrash @igiveupicantthinkofausername @kaliforniacoastalteens @feelmyroarrrr @kaeling

Sebastian Stan Tag: @nedthegay @lostinspace33 @alwayshave-faith @elleatrixlestrange @buenostardissherlock @lenawiinchester @the-red-world-of-jess-chibi @memory-of-a-goldfish @mellsstark @crazybutconfidentaf

Old Flame Tag: @blackwidow-romanoff @seargantbcky

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The following morning, you woke up to a note on the pillow.

“Have to take care of the animals. Be back soon.”

You sighed and sat up, taking the note in your hand then putting it on the empty nightstand beside you, save for one light. Then it hit you. This must be Rachel’s nightstand. In an instant you became curious and upset all in one. You pushed Rachel far out of your mind and you suddenly heard heavy footsteps in the hallway, coming towards the bedroom.

“Oh, you’re up,” he cheered happily as he walked in, donning a jacket, jeans, work boots, and a dark plaid shirt.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want coffee or anything?” he asked as he sat down on the bed.

You shook your head. “No. I’m good.”

“Okay, well help yourself to some if you’d like any,” he said with a small smile. “What?” he wondered with a bemused chuckle.

“What?” you asked.

“You’re smiling at me…”

“Oh,” you said, not realizing you were. “You just look really good,” you stated honestly.

“You look even better,” he responded as he leaned toward you, a tiny smirk planted on his face. Your breathing seemed to speed up as he got closer, the air had that same statically charged feeling it was three months ago on his couch.

All thought vanished as you leapt at him, your lips crashing together, giving into desires you had for what seemed like eons. You were on your knees, trying to get closer to him as your hands went to his neck, his hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you onto his lap, so that now you were straddling him. A lustful moan escaped his mouth as you continued to plant heated kiss after kiss on his lips and jaw. He pulled back to nip at your neck, making you sigh in satisfaction. He pulled you down with him, so that he was lying and you were hovering above him, the kissing still going strong. Until his hand slid up your shirt and your own hand whipped down to stop him. You pulled back slightly, biting your lip.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” he asked, his brows knitted together in concern.

You shook your head. “No...I’m just...not ready for that. If that's okay.”

He sat up with you, you still on his lap. “Y/N, I told you whatever speed is fine. Stop worrying,” he assured as he leaned forward and gave you a quick, sweet kiss. “Now, do you still like video games? I was thinking we could play them today. I’ve been in the mood. I got a new game I want to try out.”

“I’ll never say no to kicking your ass,” you teased before you climbed off of him and he got up, grabbing your hand and lead you to the living room.

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The two of you spent all day playing games, until you needed some sustenance, then you took a break, made a nice dinner, and sat together, eating and sharing wine. You told him all about the Stephen King deal now that some of the details had been sorted out, informing him of the prompt you two were playing around with. He seemed thrilled for you. He told you what little he could about the film he was involved with right now. The dinner felt nice, relaxing...but one thing still bothered you: it didn’t feel like a date, or a romantic evening at all. It felt like two friends catching up.

Sleeping next to him felt the same that night: comfortable, safe, a little awkward, but nothing you wanted to push away.

It was strange to feel this way. You’d pined after Hayden for years now, and these last few months, it seemed he was nearly all you wanted. Willing to hurt Seb just to kiss him, or hang out with him. Yet, now that you got that….it didn’t feel the same as it used to.

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The following morning, he was in bed next to you, greeting you with a kiss. He asked what you wanted to do today, but you said you actually had work you needed to catch up on. You needed to see if Stephen had replied to your last email, you needed to see what your agent was saying on the success of your last book, and you needed to see what your editor thought of the first few chapters of your southern gothic novel.

He said he had work to do himself, all around the farm. At any time you were free to join him, but he’d probably be working until dark.

You stole away in the office, bringing your laptop to life, when you looked over and saw a family photo. Briar Rose on Hayden’s shoulders, a huge grin on his face, he appeared to be mid laugh, with Briar’s hands swirling about. Rachel was beside them, her hair blowing in a breeze, looking at the two of them with joy and adoration.

The photo brought a sense of happiness and torment to you. Jealousy touched your heart, but so did joy and the love. It made you very happy to see Hayden happy. He had struggled with anxiety and depression for some time, and you had always known this. You were glad he at least found something to keep him happy, even if it wasn’t you.

As the day went on, and you went around the house doing things from going to the bathroom, showering, making a snack, watching TV, sitting in their office....It all had a touch of their lives together. Her things might be gone, but her presence was still here. In the decor, in the photos all over the walls, in the interior design. And now...you were sleeping in their bed. All of it felt so...wrong. Even Hayden had changed. His favorite shows were now ones he barely cared to watch, and he liked shows he used to hate. He was wearing cologne that she liked, not that you liked. He was using body wash she found appealing, not you. Even the things he ate was different. For better or worse, he and Rachel had double the years experience as a couple, something you couldn’t rival.

The night was the same again, cuddling and sleeping, awaking to a good morning kiss. Hayden seemed happy, not quite as happy in those photos you’d seen all over the house, but that would take time. He’d have to get over Rachel and get used to you again.

This would be your fourth day, and not being able to talk to Sebastian was hell. You could probably call him, and he’d probably be happy to hear from you, but he would be more upset that you broke the cardinal rule: don’t contact him. He was giving up a lot to let you do this, and in order for this to work, you couldn’t be contacting Seb every time you missed him or it defeated the whole point of giving Hayden your full attention.

You wondered why you missed him so much more now, than before when you stayed up here and you two barely talked. Thinking on it, you realized it was because you’d eventually go home to him, you’d see him, you were both busy with work. Typical, adult, couple things. But now, all you wanted was him. If he showed up right now to take you home, you’d jump in his arms and squeal like a child.

Not that you weren’t happy that you felt like you were finally making a decision, you wondered why you were just now feeling this way. You’d been pining for Hayden for God knows how long now. Why did it suddenly not feel the same?

The two of you went your separate ways again until dinner, then you shared a lovely meal together while watching TV. The feeling took you back to when you two were living together, it was both comfortable and inviting, but it also had a new feeling to it that you couldn’t pin down.

Hayden went to take care of one final thing outside for the farm, leaving you all alone. You thought and thought, throwing your feelings back and forth. Throwing all the information you knew together, trying to come up with why you felt the way you did. Why things were feeling off these last four days.

After an hour of debating, you finally made your decision. You packed your bags, got them moved the foyer, and you were about to call a cab when the back door closed, making you jump the tiniest bit. Hayden started to walk toward the kitchen, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw you, standing with all of your luggage.

“Wh--” he started, but you interrupted.

"I can't do this," you said with a heavy heart.

"What?" he breathed, seemingly confused by your statement.

“I can’t do this, all of this. I can’t sit here and pretend you didn’t have a life with her.” Your throat swelled, but you swallowed it back down, biting back the tears as Hayden went to say something but you cut him off. "Why did you pick her? After one year of dating. Why did you ask her to marry you?" you asked suddenly. You had wondered this question for years, but never dared ask it.

He stuttered a bit, a frown forming on his face. "I...I didn't want to lose her the way I'd lost you."

You laughed, no light or humor in it, but it was a soft, unbelieving laugh. "Right. So five years with me wasn't enough, but one year with her was?"

He pursed his lips, his eyes cast to the floor, avoiding yours. "Do you remember a few months before we broke up, when I asked you if you’d move out to LA with me?" he questioned in an even tone.

You thought for a moment, trying to recall memories from so long ago. “Yeah, I remember that. You asked me to move out there but I told you I was still doing my writing, and then we had a fight.”

“Right,” he concurred, nodding, his brows knitting together. “Had you said yes...I would’ve asked you to marry me then and there, but I had to know you were serious about us…”

Your heart twisted at his words. You were his first choice? He did want to marry you? How is that possible?

You shook your head, trying to fathom his words. “But wait, I was serious about us. I didn’t want us to break up,” you argued.

“I know,” he said. “But I was young, and in my eyes, my career was stationed in LA and you could write anywhere. I guess I had hoped you’d give up your dreams for mine, which was wrong of me. I shouldn't have wanted to marry you for sacrifices you made. I should’ve been supportive and made it work,” he acknowledged. “But we were young and headstrong. I knew your career meant a lot to you and I couldn’t ask you to give that up. So...when Rachel and I started dating, she was nearby and I didn’t want to fuck up with her as I did with you.”

A lump swelled in your throat. So he did want you? But because of you, he didn’t ask you to share a life.

But that didn’t change anything. He could’ve still come after you before asking her. If he really loved you, and meant it when he said you could try again in the future, then he could’ve tried again.

“That doesn’t change anything,” you whispered, unshed tears blurring your vision as you refused to look at him.

In a soft voice, he said, "I thought you wanted to give us a chance."

"That was ten years ago, Hayden. You had your chance. I was available back when you started dating Rachel. You could've contacted me, we could've tried again, like you said we would when things calmed down. But you didn't, did you?" Your eyes steeled on him. This was heartbreak and rage twelve years in the making coming out of you. "No, instead, I got a call telling me you asked Rachel to marry you. So...you made your choice. You chose Rachel. I kept thinking I could get over it. Get past the pain and hurt that you chose to share our future with her, and that maybe we could try this whole thing again. But I can't. I just can't go on knowing that you love her more."

"Y/N," he started, reaching for you.

"No. No, Hayden, you don't get to pretend you love me any more. I waited for years for you. Over a decade. I waited. I compared everyone to you, and none of them measured up, that's why they never lasted. I'd leave them in search of someone like you. And while I was waiting, you were off starting a new life and family with someone else. How pathetic is that?” you asked with a humorless laugh, this was so absurd. “That I waited and waited for a man who didn’t want me? I hoped and prayed one day you'd wake up and realize I was your true love, but that day never came. I took years trying to get over you. It took you all of one year,” you spat, livid.

“You think that’s what happened?” he demanded, taking a step forward. “You think I just took a year to get over you? Do you know how much time Rachel and I spent together just trying to assuage my choice over leaving you?” he asked, raw despair in his face.

You shook your head, you had no idea that’s how they spent their time. From the outside looking in, he stepped out of your relationship into theirs, no hesitation, no heartbreak, nothing holding him back. He seemed to be all in.

“When we met, we were friends and I started to confide in her more and more about you. She was there for me, telling me it was for the best. Eventually, she became a good distraction, and it just happened. One moment she’s my friend, the next, I saw in her what I always saw in you. Drive, compassion, sympathy, caring, kindness. It started out sort of casual, but I couldn’t deny how I felt about her,” he explained, and for some reason, it didn’t hurt. Hearing Rachel’s name used to send a wave of jealous rage and depression through you, but now....you found it oddly comforting knowing she was there for him.

“I had no idea,” you breathed, in disbelief. “It still hurt to get that phone call,” you said.

“So why didn't you ever call me? You could have. Told me how you felt…” he wondered quietly.

“Oh, call my boyfriend who left me to beg for him to take me back? No thanks, I would rather keep my dignity…” You scoffed but then stated in a thick voice, trying like hell to keep the tears from just exploding onto your face, “I did think of it...all the time… up until you had Briar Rose...I wanted to call you so many times….but...I didn't. I wanted you to do it. I wanted you to call me...I wanted to know I wasn't alone in wanting us to be together.”

His guilt ridden eyes barely met your face as he shook his head. “Y/N, I never asked her to marry me with the intention to hurt you.”

"I know that but…You told me we could try again. You said when everything slowed down. That's why I waited. But you? You took the chance to be with someone else. You broke off the engagement for three months with her. At that point, you could’ve chosen either one of us, but you chose her, Hayden. That’s what hurts so fucking bad. You chose her over me."

He nodded. “You’re right. I did. I was hoping you would do the same. I never tried to string you along or make you believe….that I had any intention on trying us again. When we broke up, yes, I said that, but nothing changed. Not really...You were still heavily needed in New York and I love the country life, you couldn’t have moved out here for this when you need New York. Eventually...I saw that we couldn’t work out again, that’s why I moved forward...moved on. I really wanted that for you, too. Y/N, all I ever wanted was your happiness.”

A small, sad smile played at one corner of your lip. “I guess I just always thought my happiness would be with you,” you answered with a lazy gesture to him.

“I did too, for a long time. In fact the first year or so with Rachel I was still pining for you a bit, but I knew that wasn’t fair to anyone. Rachel didn’t deserve that, you deserved your life and future without me pressuring you to leave it, and I deserved my happiness too.”

"I know," you said calmly.

Softly, he said, “Y/N, I can’t help who I love...Who crossed paths with me at the right time or the wrong time. All I can do is choose who my heart tells me to go to.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat and nodding while the tears rushed down your face, you nodded. “I know...I know. That's why I'm choosing Sebastian. You got your chance at a happy ending, I think it’s time I did too. He may not be perfect, he may forget to call, he may not always help around the house, but at least he’s willing to wait for me. Despite everything that's happened between us, he chose me, after everything I've done to him, he still wants me. He chose me first, and that’s all I ever wanted to be...was someones first choice." You shrugged, laughing as tears rolled down your cheeks. “He’s willing to sacrifice our relationship and let me go, just so I can be happy,” you mused. “Sounds familiar.” You gazed at him, a friendly smile on your face. Hayden had let you go to pursue your career, to make sure you had a shot at your dream first. And now, Sebastian had let you go just so you could figure out who you loved more.

Hayden gave you a soft smile. “You should be with him,” he said somberly.

"Hay," you started, "you'll always be a great friend. I'll always love you, as a friend, as the first love in my life. But we'll never be in love again, not like we used to be." You lightly shook your head. "I'm not mad at you for choosing Rachel. Yeah, it hurt, and for the longest time, I wanted to be the one you picked...but the truth is, you love her. We may have been each other's first loves but we were never meant to be the last loves."

He nodded solemnly, some quiet tears coming down his face.

"I know you're hurting from Rach. I'm sorry for that, sweetie, but I think this thing that happened between us was a long time coming. You wanted someone who loved you to be around again, and I wanted a chance at the happy ending with you, but my happy ending isn't with you. It's with Sebastian."

"I never meant to hurt you," he informed.

Gently, you nodded a couple of times. "I know that. It's not your fault. We drifted apart, we were on different paths at different times all the time... Maybe in another life," you offered with a depressed, empty smile.

This was it. It was really over between you two. It had been for a long time, it just took time for your heart to accept that. Maybe you were scared to. Scared that if you let someone else in, the way you'd let Hayden in, it'd happen all over again and you'd get your heart broken. Maybe you'd held onto hope that you and him would reconcile just so you could fix your broken heart from all those years ago.

“What we had was really special, wasn’t it?” he asked, probably recalling hundreds of memories of you two, just as you were doing. Images of laughter, smiles, lingering touches, long days and even longer nights, feelings of being home, feelings of adventure all swirling in your head and heart. But for the first time in forever...they felt like your past. Something to lock away, but hold dear to your heart. Something...to make way for your future.

You nodded and emphatically answered, “Yeah.”

More tears from him and you poured down before you swiftly closed the gap, your arms crashing around each other. He gripped you tightly, crying hard onto your shoulder as you cried softly into his chest. For the last time, you took in his scent, you let the feeling of comfort and familiarity of home surround you, entirely enveloping you.

"I will always love you," you whispered.

"I love you too," he echoed.

#old flame new problems #sebastian stan fic #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan #hayden christensen #hayden christensen fic #hayden christensen x reader

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onceabluemoonwrites · 7 years ago

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85 question game

rules: answer these 85 statements and tag twenty people

Tagged by the lovely @i-w-p-chan ! Thank you, darling! :3

the last

drink: water

phone call: the doctor’s office.

text message: My mom

song you listened to: NieR automata OST (I haven’t played it, but @i-w-p-chan got me hooked on the music)

time you cried: Yesterday.

dated someone twice: No.

kissed someone and regretted it: No.

been cheated on: Bit hard when you haven’t been in a relationship.

lost someone special: Yes, someone in my family in elementary school and the mother of a close friend just last year.

been depressed: No.

gotten drunk and thrown up: No, I value my brain too much, honestly.

three favourite colours

Blue

Red

Green (or purple. I love purple)

in the last year have you

made new friends: Yes.

fallen out of love: No.

laughed until you cried: A lot!

found out someone was talking about you: Yes, I’ve got a habit of getting into the worst classes ever. Don’t ask me how.

met someone who changed you: Yes.

found out who your friends are: I... Don’t get this question?

kissed someone on your facebook list: No facebook and no kisses.

general

how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life? I don’t have facebook- I tend to feel like I have to reply right away, and while I don’t mind that for things I like, like Tumblr or AO3, ff.net, I can’t stand it on facebook because people message me about really stupid stuff and I don’t have the energy for that. Good news: More time for Tumblr! *cheers*

do you have any pets? My family has two dogs! Sweethearts, the both of them!

do you want to change your name? I thought about changing my last name for some time, because my grandma is the last carrying the name, but I eventually decided against it.

what did you do for your last birthday? Watch a movie at home with my friends.

what time did you wake up? At 7 a.m.

what were you doing at midnight last night? Hugging my mom because there’s nothing better than hugging people.

name something you can’t wait for: Finishing my WIP’s, and writing them, because many of them are cackle inducing, or super feels and fascinating research, so I really wanna get into that.

when was the last time you saw your mum: This morning.

what are you listening to right now? The wind outside my room.

have you ever talked to a person named tom? I’m Dutch, this is a country full of Tom’s and Thom’s. I have probably talked to more Tom’s than I can count.

something that is getting on your nerves: Being sick.

most visited website: Probably ff.net, AO3 or Tumblr. Or Google. Can’t forget Google.

hair colour: Dark blonde.

long or short hair: Short! I had half-long hair for a really long time, but went to the salon last week and told them to just cut it off, I was so done with it! It’s short in the back now, and a bit longer in the front. The time before that I got back from the hairdresser with what was pretty much Ochako’s hairdo ;P

do you have a crush on someone? No

what do you like about yourself? My talent for writing, my determination and my absolute love for my friends and family.

piercings: I’ve got pierced ears, but that’s not generally considered a piercing in my region? I got them pierced for my sixth birthday.

blood type: No idea.

nickname: My name is pretty long, but almost nobody ever shortens it since the first part doesn’t really fit me on it’s own and the second part is my deceased cousin’s name, so I always tell them I’d rather not be called that as it’s her name. Online: Blue-chan!

relationship status: Single.

zodiac: Scorpio.

pronouns: She/her

favourite tv show(s): America’s Next Top Model (the drama is exquisite without getting as trashy as most reality shows), Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Once Upon a Time, Sherlock, Boku no Hero Academia.

tattoos: None.

right or left handed: Right-handed.

surgery: Many, especially when I was little. Most were on my ears- I couldn’t hear properly for a long time (I wasn’t deaf, I hear a lot, but I missed way too much of the conversations around me and often didn’t react at all when my mom called me)

sport: Yoga and I dance a lot for my musical lessons.

vacation: Where I want to go or where I went? I went to Germany this summer, and that was wonderful! I really do want to go to America again one day, and I’d love to see Scotland and Ireland!

pair of trainers: I have only one pair.

more general

eating: Nothing at the moment.

drinking: Water.

i’m about to: Write, probably.

waiting for: More energy.

want: To get better.

get married: If I find the right man or women, I’d love to some day! It isn’t a choice made lightly, though, so it will probably not happen for another ten, perhaps even twenty, years.

career: I’m still in school, but I’m currently a stagiaire for a copywriter/editor/ghost writer/journalist. Not 100% sure what I want to do yet, but I love trying stuff out and I’m interested in the publishing business.

which is better?

hugs or kisses: Hugs.

lips or eyes: Eyes.

shorter or taller: Probs taller. Or shorter. Because when someone’s taller you can bury into their hug, but when someone’s shorter you can envelop them and that’s also really nice.

older or younger: I don’t really mind either way.

nice arms or nice stomach: Nice inside.

hookup or relationship: Always relationship.

troublemaker or hesitant: I’d say ‘’cautious’’ more than hesitant, because I’ll be the first to volunteer an answer if nobody else is, and I’ve got no problem stepping forward, but I’m also that one friend who has a bag some suspect is bottomless and contains pretty much everything for all kinds of situations. Always prepared.

have you ever

kissed a stranger: Nope.

drank hard liquor: No.

lose glasses/contact lenses: Endlessly. Not permanently, but I lose my glasses a lot when I put them off. Like, sometimes I even think I’ve lost them when they’re on my face. Which is really stupid, because I only see big, colourful blurs when I don’t have my glasses on.

turned someone down: I was never asked out to a date (though there were really stupid pick up lines used on me and I’ve had to hit a boy who tried to harass me before).

sex on the first date: No.

had your heart broken: No.

been arrested: Nope.

cried when someone died: Yes, a lot. The most memorable is, strangely, the very first time I came into contact with death. I was six or seven, I think, and our dog died. I cried all night long, I’m not kidding, really cried the entire night. My dad stayed with me the whole time, and he still says he’s never seen me that upset. And I’m a pretty emotional person, so that’s probably saying something.

fallen for a friend: Nope.

do you believe in

yourself: Yes.

miracles: Yes.

love at first sight: Kinda? Like, not eternal ‘’we’ll stay together forever!’’ love, but definitely instant connection/spark.

santa claus: No. Never did either, we’ve got Sinterklaas in the Netherlands, I believed in him when I was little.

kiss on the first date: Don’t think so.

angels: Yes.

other

eye colour: Green, mainly, but also grey-ish, blue-ish? It tends to change with the light. There’s a brown circle around my pupil if you look really closely.

favourite movie: It’s the Princess Bride. Definitely. I love fairy tales, swashbuckling adventures and humor, and this one’s got all three and I adore it!

Tagging: @aoife-has-fallen , @tendous-satoris , @otaku-alert , @king-of-glass , @tetrisblock , and anyone else that wants to? (You don’t have to if you don’t want to!)

#question game #tagged by m-chan

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leio13 · 8 years ago

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This Isn’t a Date, but I don’t Want to Look Alone on Valentine’s!

Hey, @fraink5! I made you a Valentine’s fic because you are the greatest editor I could ever ask for! Thanks for being so cool! I hope you enjoy!

I’d also like to thank @catsbythegreat for beta-reading this. Thanks again!

The work is under the cut, and on Ao3, here.

“Chuu~ya! It’s Valentine’s day!” Dazai twirled from behind the corner of the block. He was not who Chuuya wanted to see leaving his apartment on any day of year. Forget about Valentine’s day. Dazai skipped closer, left hand behind his back, ignoring Chuuya’s groan. “Do you have a date?”

“What about you, shitty womanizer?” Chuuya was not answering that question. He would not let Dazai know he was alone this year.

Dazai frowned. “Not yet, no.”

Chuuya almost laughed, but Dazai continued, saying something Chuuya didn’t want to hear.

“Which is why I’m here.” The brunette removed his left hand from hiding and presents Chuuya with a heart-shaped box. It says “love” on it in golden script and has a golden loop border. “Chuuya. Wil--”

“No.” As if Chuuya was going to wait for Dazai to finish his joke.

Unaffected, Dazai continued on. “--you go on a date with me for this special occasion?”

“I said ‘no’! Now, fuck off!” Chuuya gritted his teeth. He was about done with Dazai’s jokes.

“But you’re alone,”

Chuuya punched Dazai in the gut. He wished he could just kill the bastard.

“And I’m alone,” Dazai wheezed, clutching his stomach, “so we’re perfect together!”

“Just because we’re both alone doesn’t mean we’re perfect for each other! There’s a reason you’re--Hey! I am not alone!” Fuck. He slipped up. One more thing for Dazai to hold over his head until death.

“Alright, alright!” Stepping back slightly, Dazai slipped the chocolates into his pocket. “Would you at least accompany me on a walk?”

“No.” Chuuya started to walk away hastily.

Dazai followed, and their feet played a game of tag, Dazai’s shoes pursuing Chuuya’s boots. “Well, you can’t stop me from walking besides you!”Chuuya would strutt faster, but Dazai would catch up. Eventually, Chuuya would escape. Dazai’s stamina couldn’t persist forever. A minutes that felt like hours passed, and Dazai started to lag behind, a few inches, a few feet.

That was when Chuuya felt the rough edges of tightly wrapped bandages wrap around his hand. Emaciated fingers slithered through the gaps in his fist. He should have pulled his hand away, but he didn’t. He was too exhausted to deal with Dazai’s antics. Plus, at least he wouldn’t look alone. Of course, he actually still was alone because he definitely wasn’t on a date with Dazai!

His stomach growled. He forgot he was going out to eat lunch when Dazai showed up, but like hell could he go to eat now if Dazai was with him. That was too much like a date! “You know what, Dazai?”

Dazai’s brown eyes met his blue ones with a smile as if he was actually interested. Not that he was.

“I’m hungry! Give me those chocolates!”

“Of course!” He handed Chuuya the heart box, grinning. “I knew Chuuya would want them! After all, they have alcohol in them!”

They have alcohol in them? These chocolates might not be shit after all. He popped a chocolate in his mouth. The bitterness of the dark chocolate outside mixed with the sweet grape flavor to create the perfect blend in Chuuya’s mouth. This was what love tasted like. This was bliss. He might have moaned slightly at its taste.

Dazai giggled, an action which rewarded him with a glare. “I take it that you like them, yes?”

“Yes!” Chuuya hissed, his eyes widening with excitement.

Dazai reached towards the box, and Chuuya protectively turned his back towards the brunette. He wasn’t giving Dazai his chocolates. No way.

Too late. A poor chocolate made its way into Dazai’s sly fingers. He grinned. “Want it?”

Chuuya nodded eagerly like an obedient dog.

“Okay!” Dazai laughed. He held the chocolate in the air. If he dropped it-- “Open wide!”

Huh? No way in hell.

...but the chocolate. Chuuya wanted it desperately. He reluctantly opened his mouth, and Dazai took aim.

He missed, the chocolate splattering on the floor. Liquid heaven oozed out like a crime scene. A true tragedy. “Dazai!” Chuuya growled.

“My bad!” Dazai held up a second one. When did he take that?! “No tossing this time!”

“Just give it to me!” Chuuya lunged for the chocolate, he couldn’t reach. Damn Dazai and his tallness. He leaned in for it again, pressing against Dazai’s chest. Dazai’s foggy breath brushed against his Chuuya’s forehead as he smirked. He pressed another chocolate against Chuuya’s mouth.

Huh? Chuuya carefully let the chocolate slip into his mouth until it was just Dazai’s finger resting on his lips.

“Happy?”

Chuuya stumbled back. His face was burning. “Wh-what about the other one?”

“Oh, that?” Another mischievous grin. “I ate it!” Dazai revealed his empty palms proudly. “Wasn’t too bad. Not my favorite though.”

“Fuck you and your shitty taste.” Chuuya scowled.

Then, Dazai’s hand was on his wrist and Chuuya was twirled into the nearest alley, pressed against the wall. Still holding Chuuya’s arm, Dazai pinned it down next to Chuuya’s head. “But we haven’t kissed yet.” Dazai’s grin was a blend of naughtiness and something else. Chuuya wasn’t sure what it was.

“What are you…?” Chuuya gasped between tight breaths. Why was his heart pounding its loudest now of all times? This wasn’t the worst situation he’s been in. His stomach did tricks and folded into itself as Dazai leaned closer.

“We can’t fuck until we’ve kissed, right?”

“I-I guess…” That wasn’t what Chuuya wanted to say. He had so many things he wanted to say that he didn’t know where to begin. Dazai wanted to kiss him? Well, he did ask him on a date earlier. Was that even sincere? Wait, did Chuuya want to be kissed? Did he want kiss Dazai? He wasn’t sure, but he could no longer breathe.

“Exactly!” Dazai placed his free hand on Chuuya’s face, cupping his jaw. Did he feel the heat building in Chuuya’s cheeks? He leaned down and tilted Chuuya’s chin closer. Their lips were an inch apart, Dazai’s warm breath a preview of what was to come.

“W-wait, Dazai…” He struggled to suck in air.

“Hmm, Chuuya?” Dazai hummed softly. He left go of Chuuya’s arm and pulled away slightly.

Chuuya could finally breathe again. “Are you being serious?” He tried to hide the shakiness in his voice.

“What do you mean?” Dazai tilted his head to the side innocently.

“Do you really mean this?” He didn’t want to hear the answer. The predictable no.

“Of course.” Dazai removed his hand from Chuuya’s face. He smiled sweetly, no hint of ill intent in the warm brown of his eyes. Kneeling and taking on one of Chuuya’s hands, he gently removed the black glove. He pressed his lips against its back softly, their warmth spreading through Chuuya’s veins.

“You better not be fucking with me. I’ll kill you.” Why did the way Dazai’s lips caress his hands feel so good? Why did he still harbor feelings towards the brunette after all this time?

Dazai moved to the other hand. “Of course not.” Then, he stood back up and closed the distance between them.

Chuuya started panic all over again.

“Relax, Chuuya. I won’t do anything you don’t like.” Dazai combed a strand off redhead hair behind Chuuya’s face. Then, he slid his hand down Chuuya’s jaw until he was once again holding the redhead’s chin. He leaned in and tilted Chuuya’s head accordingly. “May I?”

Chuuya closed his eyes. “Okay.” He inhaled deeply.

His heart raced faster and faster as the heat from Dazai’s breath grew more intense. Then, Dazai’s lips were against his, warmth intermingling between them. They tasted bitter yet sweet, a hint of grape and chocolate. Chuuya wondered what Dazai tasted. He wondered if Dazai’s eyes were shut like his. He wondered if the whole thing was just a dream, and he’d wake up alone with Dazai still being an asshole.

But for the moment, he didn’t care.

#original content #Nakahara Chuuya #Dazai Osamu #Bungou Stray Dogs #Happy Valentine's Day!#fraink5 #Chuuya #Dazai #it's so racy!#how do I feel?#I hope you like it Mina!

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elleleuthold · 8 years ago

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Get to know the writer:

I was tagged by @caffeinewitchcraft in the Writer’s info meme. Thanks, this was fun!

1. Name?

Elle. It’s been a nickname for a while, and is now a penname.

2. Five words that describe your writing?

A mess of character emotions.

3. Literature / art / films you’d recommend?

I always have trouble with this question. But if you like history, I recommend Lies My Teacher Told Me by James Lowen for American history, and I just got Rejected Princesses for Christmas and am quite enjoying it. In fiction, I heartily recommend the Discworld series (don’t feel like you have to go chronologically) and Every Heart A Doorway (<3 multiple worlds and an ace protagonist). For classic fantasy, I go Belgariad for the cleanest, clearest hero’s journey I have ever read, and for classic sci-fi I’ll say the Ender’s Game series, because it was the first to really open my eyes to the ways adult actions and popular narratives shape children/the future. If I had to choose only one book to read over and over forever it would be Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. My favorite short stories are You, an Accidental Astronaut by Sonja Natasha (@heysonjanatasha), and How to Become a Robot in 12 Easy Steps by A. Merc Rustad (just go read all their stuff). My favorite poet is Richard Siken; Crush destroys me every time I pick it up.

I’ve also read a lot of good books this fall (I started following @lgbtqreads, @disabilityinkidlit and @richincolor which are great if you’re looking for more diverse options). Lies We Tell Ourselves is a really impactful story about desegregation, racism and lesbian coming-of-age in the South; Not Otherwise Specified is Contemporary YA about a black bi girl in Nebraska and I loved it to pieces, and I’ve been reading the Wings of Fire series at work, which is a highly-addictive kids series about dragons and prophecies.

Gah, this is turning into an essay, um. I like a lot of art, but I am terrible about remembering pieces or artists. The stuff I like best usually has evocative linework and minimal, but bright, colors. For film, I’ll say Avatar: The Last Airbender, Ghost in the Shell (the anime, subbed), Steven Universe and the first two seasons of Elementary. Also Life, by NBC (it’s on Netflix), which is the best detective show I have ever seen, hands down. Characters, writing, plot, music, cinematography, everything is amazing. I also play a lot of Dragon Age and Mass Effect, which are games where you fight against injustice and other threats the government refuses to acknowledge exist, and also you can kiss love interests of whatever gender you feel like.

4. Images, symbols, and settings you associate with your work?

Smooth, damp rocks by the riverside, a blank sketchbook page and a cheap pen, too many research tabs in the browser, worn book spines, copper glinting in sunlight and the wind in my face. Also, I seem to write a lot stories that involve escaping various types of prisons for some reason.

5. Themes / concepts you are hesitant to write about?

Abuse and assault, and also non-mainstream-American/English/Japanese cultures, mostly because I’m afraid of getting things wrong. I very much want to write a multiplicity of situations and cultures but am still mostly in the research stage. On the abuse and assault topic, I am also squeamish.

6. What would you tell someone who’s nervous about starting out?

Everyone’s nervous. The greatest writers you idolize have self-doubt. You gotta start anyway, because no one else can tell the stories you can. Start with whatever your favorite pet idea is. Frame it in words. Get it on paper. But don’t confine yourself to that. Write it when it’s fun, and write other stuff the rest of the time. You might need to practice more to really do it justice, and that’s okay. Take prompts, write sprints and drabbles and fanfic and poetry. Do NaNo, enter challenges with daunting deadlines. But above all else, finish a story. However long, however short. Finish something. I learned more from finishing one piece and editing it than writing 100 unfinished snippets, and each successive piece I finish adds to that knowledge.

And if you’re comfortable, post it. If you’re not, share it with someone, even if it’s unfinished and you’re just stuck. An alpha reader, a beta editor. Ask your friends and followers to look at a carefully controlled google doc. Ask me. If I can’t look something over for you myself I’ll do my best to put you in touch with someone who can. Writing gets about 1000 times more fun when you’re not doing it in a vacuum.

7. Three of your writings you’d recommend to people who’d like to know more about you?

Well, I haven’t posted much here yet! But this faerie snippet is based on my favorite fairy tale ever, The Ballad of Tam Lin (the original has some skeevy bits but I have a few novel adaptations I adore), bridesmaid is probably the most personal of what I’ve posted so far, and Exit Arc is the most polished piece. I’ve been writing in fandom for years (Heroes, Doctor Who, Marvel, Band of Brothers, etc), but I’m trying to keep this account just slightly separate from my fanworks. If you’re interested in my fics, I’d be happy to share that info via ask or message.

8. What pushes you to keep writing?

I’ve learned in the last few years that words are even more important than I realized, and stories are on a whole level above that. I spent a few years in academia, and a few years in magazine editing, and while I still loved words in the end, those experiences conspired to convince me that words were infinitely mutable and no story could be true in any lasting way. But then I started working in schools, with kids of every age between six and 18, and I could see, again, how important words were, and how much impact stories could have. I started reading more nonfiction and stories other than fanfiction again. And I looked at the state of published fiction and determined that most of it is not a vision of the world I want those kids to grow up with. Most published fiction I see on shelves and in magazines doesn’t even represent my own generation, let alone theirs. Things are getting better, more inclusive and representative, but a lot of publishing companies are run by people like my old boss, who gladhand around in an exclusively white, straight and male club and think that trying new things and helping people achieve their dreams should take a distant backseat to making money.

So I guess what I’m saying here is that what drives me is a desire to see more stories that reflect a world I want to live in, where people who haven’t been traditionally recognized in popular literature not only exist, but go on adventures and save the world, because everyone should have access to that dream. I want more stories about hope and friendship and the importance of taking care of ourselves and standing up for each other, because we need more of that in the world. I want to see more stories that break genre barriers and refuse to follow the same old patterns, and stories that actively criticize those patterns, because those are the stories that teach people to think outside prescribed lines. And I can’t sit here, feeling these things, and not contribute.

and i will tag... @fontess, @mm-mendell and @eggletine (only if you feel like it, of course!)

#about elle #tag meme #about writing

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mysteriouslyzealouspandalov-blog · 6 years ago

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Jennifer Lopez, Alex Rodriguez's relationship timeline, from secret romance to 'power couple'

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Jennifer Lopez, Alex Rodriguez's relationship timeline, from secret romance to 'power couple'

Alex Rodriguez and Jennifer Lopez have been together now for more than a year. (Ethan Miller/Getty Images for Caesars Entertainment)

Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez were a match made in New York City — literally.

The beloved New Yorkers found love with one another nearly a decade after first meeting at a baseball game in Queens, though A-Rod has hinted in the past the pair may have met even earlier than that. At first, the pair kept it quiet but their silence was short-lived. After just two months of dating, they went public, and they never looked back.

From gracing magazine covers to attending events on behalf of their significant other, the pair have quickly grown to be known as one of Hollywood’s biggest “power couples.”

ALEX RODRIGUEZ SHARES SIGNED JENNIFER LOPEZ PHOTO FROM ‘ALMOST 20 YEARS AGO’

Here’s a look back at the couple’s flourishing romance.

2nd-anniversary, February 2019

Arod and JLo marked two years together in February.

On Feb. 4, the day after they officially became a couple, Rodriguez posted a romantic tribute to his love.

“I can’t believe it’s been two years. Only 730 days, which have flown by, but it feels like we have been together forever. We are meant to be, and how much you mean to me cannot be put into words,” he wrote, in part. “From baseball games, to traveling across the world to shows in Vegas. We have done it all together and every moment with you is cherished. Where this road will take us next is unknown but there is no one else I would rather have by my side. The journey is just beginning and I am excited for what’s ahead.”

Rodriguez gushed that there’s “no one like you” while posting a slideshow of some of his favorite moments over the past two years.

Likewise, Lopez also humble-bragged about her number one fan in a sweet post.

“Two years of laughter. Two years of fun. Two years of adventures.Of excitement of growing and learning. Of true friendship. And so much love!! You make my world a more beautiful safe and stable place… in the midst of our ever-changing, ever-moving life… you make me feel like a teenager starting out all over again… Every time I think I have you pegged, you surprise me in the most wonderful ways reminding me how blessed I am to have found you now in this moment at this time… our time… Te Amo Macho,” the singer wrote on Instagram.

Wedding bells ringing? November 2018

Lopez shut down engagement rumors on Ellen DeGeneres’ show in November. The television host joked about Rodriguez texting her prior to airing that they were planning on getting hitched.

“He did not say that. He did not say that! Let me see the text,” Lopez joked.

When asked whether she believes they will ever get married, Lopez, who has been dating A-Rod for “a couple years,” said she wasn’t sure.

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AMAs, October 2018

The couple attended the American Music Awards together in October 2018.

“There’s nothing this woman can’t do,” Rodriguez wrote on Instagram, tagging Lopez’s upcoming film “Second Act.”

Birthday girl, July 2017

Rodriguez celebrated his girl’s 49th birthday with a series of never-before-seen snapshots of Lopez.

“When we were kids, birthdays were exciting because it was all about the gifts we would be getting,” Rodriguez captioned an Instagram gallery in July 2017. “A new bat, dance shoes, maybe a new CD (yes I’m old!).”

The 42-year-old continued, “I see firsthand how that’s changed for Jennifer, and how she’s found joy in sharing with others. For someone who has been about giving everything she has 365 days a year—to our children, our families, the world—I hope today, we can give you all the happiness you deserve. I love you mucho Macha 13.”

Cover girl, March 2018

Described as being “on top of the world personally and professionally,” Lopez was named one of Harpers Bazaar’s spring cover stars.

“He sports-metaphors me to death, and now I do it to everyone else,” Lopez joked.

A-ROD’S GIRLFRIEND JENNIFER LOPEZ FLAUNTS HUGE DIAMOND WHILE ON DATE NIGHT

“Baseball is just like life,” she added. “All you want to do is hit a home run.”

Happy 1-year, February 2018

Before performing at a pre-Super Bowl LII show, Lopez took a moment to give her boyfriend some praise.

“We’ve been together for one year today. I don’t want to get all mushy or anything, but baby, this song’s for you. I love you,” she said, according to E! News.

She later explained to E! why she felt compelled to give her beau some love.

“It was our little anniversary, so it was a special night. I kept thinking ‘Oh, God—February 3! That’s our day. Oh, my God! It’s been a year.’ It was more spontaneous than anything else. It wasn’t too planned. I thought about it, and I thought, ‘Maybe I’ll do it; maybe I won’t,'” Lopez said. “But it was a great show, in general, and…I don’t know. We felt really good.”

Workout king and queen, August 2017

J-Lo and A-Rod both work hard to stay in shape. The singer-actress posted a candid of the pair after a yoga session in August 2017.

“You push me I push you…” she wrote.

Cover models, December 2017

It’s true. “J-Rod” made their magazine cover debut in December 2017, landing the front page of Vanity Fair.

The couple opened up about their relationship and spilled the tea about how they first got together. Lopez recalled spotting Rodriguez while eating lunch in Beverly Hills. Though nervous, Lopez got the courage to walk over to Rodriguez and say hello.

“I had just come from a promo for my show, ‘Shades of Blue,’ so I’m dressed like my character, like a boy—Timberlands, jeans, curly short hair. He looks at me. I say, ‘It’s Jennifer.’ He says, ‘You look so beautiful,'” Lopez revealed to Vanity Fair.

JENNIFER LOPEZ POSES HALF-NUDE IN A SEQUINED CAPE

The pair later discussed their first date: dinner at Hotel Bel Air. At first, the couple had mixed signals — unsure whether it was a real date or not. But eventually, it was crystal clear. And the rest is, well, history.

“I understand him in a way that I don’t think anyone else could, and he understands me in a way that no one else could ever,” Lopez gushed.

Red carpet debut, May 2017

The couple made their first official red carpet debut together at the 2017 Met Gala in New York City. At that time, J-Lo blasted out a series of photos showing the couple enjoying themselves at the event — from snapping selfies in the car en route to the event to blowing kisses at the dinner table.

“You’re never fully dressed without a smile,” Lopez captioned one of the Instagram posts.

Secret romance, March 2017

Rumors began to swirl around March — about a month after the pair reportedly started dating. At first, they attempted to keep their relationship a secret. Lopez and Drake split around that time after just two months of dating, Us Magazine reports.

“She is his dream girl.”

— Source to People

The news wasn’t completely shocking. Apparently, Rodriguez has always been attracted to Lopez.

JENNIFER LOPEZ FALLS DURING LAS VEGAS ‘ALL I HAVE’ CONCERT, GRACEFULLY RECOVERS

“A-Rod has always been taken with the beauty and personality of Jennifer Lopez,” a source told People in March 2017. “She is his dream girl.”

First sight, May, 2005

The pair first met at Shea Stadium in Queens back in 2005. Lopez stopped to shake Rodriguez’s hand before the first pitch, People reports.

At the time, Lopez was still with her ex-husband Marc Anthony. They even all posed for a picture together.

Jennifer Earl is an SEO editor for Fox News. Follow her on Twitter @jenearlyspeakin.

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