#i got to see the premiere of this tonight and it was amazing

[happymeishappylife]

A Ride on Oumuamua, by Jeremy Lamb

'Oumuamua is Hawaiian for "first reach out" and it was the name given to the unusual, pancake-shaped object that floated through our Solar System in late 2017. It caught the public's attention partly due to being the first interstellar object ever observed, but it also became famous because of its strange shape and the mysterious acceleration it made after passing by the sun. Many scientists, including the notable Harvard professor Avi Loeb, began serious discussions about its nature. Perhaps it wasn't a rock at all; perhaps it was an object of alien manufacture?

As interested as I was in the swirling debate, what really inspired me for this piece was a little fact I came across one evening: 'Oumuamua had come from an area of sky that contained almost nothing, which meant it had been traveling for billions of years in absolute silence and then — suddenly — it appeared within a stone's throw of our beautiful planet Earth. In less than a month, 'Oumuamua was already gone, hurtling into another vast emptiness perhaps even larger than the one it had come from. To me, that sounded almost as magical as it did tragic.

A Ride on 'Oumuamua is a fantastical journey I composed with the hopes of conveying some of the awe I felt from imagining its long and lonely voyage. I wrote a few lines to better give you an idea of the narrative I had in mind:

In the beginning, the motion of the stars...

...and 'Oumuamua is born; a song is sung...

...'Oumuamua is hurled away; the journey begins...

...bursting stars, spectacular sights...

...icy worlds appear...

...a lonely voyage; calling out...

...but alone, the journey continues...

...entering deep space; no star in sight...

...approaching the Solar System, at last...

...through powerful magnetic storms...

...Earth appears...

...Earth fades into the distance...

...into the glorious unknown...

...infinite vistas; time loses meaning...

The piece was originally for two cellos and a double bass, specifically to play as a trio with my two closest friends in Charlotte, Sarah Markle and Taddes Korris. Sarah is a full-time member of the orchestra, and Taddes plays with us quite regularly, so you've probably seen them both on stage numerous times. Truthfully, I owe my inspiration for this piece as much to them as to 'Oumuamua itself. Friends like those two only come around once in a lifetime.

After some successful trio performances and a lot of encouragement from my girlfriend Jessica Swirat, I expanded the piece from trio to string orchestra, and that's the version you'll hear at this concert. I'm a very slow composer, though — it took me almost two years to finish this piece — so you can imagine how proud I'll be to hear it brought to life by my incredible colleagues in the Charlotte Symphony.

I also had the honor of speaking with Professor Avi Loeb earlier this month, so if you'd like to see someone speak about 'Oumuamua who really understands the science behind it, check out the video on charlottesymphony.org!

[supercantaloupe]

i'm so giddy honestly. it's not my first time having class (that's basically just show and tell with fun shit from the collections) at the library of congress but it is my first time having my prof be a librarian there and my first time getting to see the staff areas and special collections storage. and we were looking at some of the little mermaid documents the prof had pulled from the ashman papers for us to see and i had asked if they had stuff from god bless you mr rosewater cause i love that show and he said i think so but i'm not sure, which, fair enough it's a big collection in a massive fucking library and it's a fairly obscure show. but then when we were going through the special collections stacks and putting away the items we'd been looking at HE PULLED OUT THE BOX FROM THE ASHMAN PAPERS FULL OF ROSEWATER DOCUMENTS FOR ME TO LOOK AT!!!!!

[archiveofvirtue]

PLEASE I BEG YOU <3 Drew x Journalist Reader. Got this idea based off just seeing Drew having a short interview by a girl at the Newport beach event who was a bit nervous and asked him a question twice. Maybe you can base it off that. Reader is not the most confident, a bit shy snd awkward sometimes. She messes up for her short interview with him and feels so embarressed but Drew found it adorable since it just shows that she's human and ''real'' in a sense. Maybe Drew tries to lock eyes with her throughout the event, from him being on stage, standing in the audience listening to others, but she is like ¨''Ain't no way. It's just a coincidence ''.......but you know....he tries further to make contact

ALL EYES ON YOU! ⸻ drew starkey

notes: BIG YES!! I saw that interview too and it was just too cute not to write about, so this request definitely came in handy. So thank you.

content: actor!drew x journalist!reader, reader is kinda awkward, drew being a sweetheart as usual, reader is in her mid 20’s, stangers to lovers kinda trope

The crowd buzzed with excitement as you stood near the edge of the red carpet, clutching your microphone and a notepad filled with carefully prepared questions. The premiere of Outer Banks Season 4 was a major event, and the energy was incredibly high.

The cast was expected to arrive any minute, and you felt your nerves getting the best of you at the thought of meeting Drew Starkey. Your Drew Starkey. Well, not exactly yours, but you'd been a fan for years, and he'd long since occupied a special place in your heart as your celebrity crush.

Taking a deep breath, you repeated your questions silently, hoping it would calm you. But just as you started to relax, you spotted him. Drew Starkey, looking effortlessly handsome and radiating that natural charm that seemed to captivate everyone around him. He was posing for photographers, his smile warm and his energy unmatched.

He felt good—excited, proud, and ready to talk about the new season. But he was also looking forward to something else tonight: connecting with people who genuinely loved the show. Sometimes, he missed that raw, unscripted connection during events like this.

'Come on, y/n. You can do this',

you reminded yourself. You usually felt so confident in these situations, but Drew seemed to have a unique effect on you, making you feel like a nervous wreck. Your cheeks were already heating up, and your heart beat faster as you raised a hand and gave him a small wave once he was finished with photos.

Drew spotted you and smiled, giving a nod before making his way over. There was something different about you. Drew grinned to himself, charmed by your genuine energy. Your mind raced, and you frantically tried to remember your opening question, but it seemed to have vanished as soon as he was close enough to hear you.

"Uh, hi! Drew... Starkey..." you stammered, mentally kicking yourself as your cheeks flushed even redder. Drew had to hold back a chuckle as you stammered. "Sorry, I—I mean, obviously you're Drew. So, uh, how—how does it feel to, um, be here?"

A small smile played on Drew's lips as he tilted his head, clearly amused and a little charmed. "It feels pretty amazing," he answered gently, giving you his full attention. "I think you might be the first person to be nervous to talk to me tonight, though."

You felt yourself relax, if only a bit. He didn't seem to mind your awkwardness, and his laid-back attitude made it easier for you to laugh at yourself. "I don't usually get this flustered," you admitted, "but, uh, meeting your favorite actor is a little... intimidating."

Drew's eyebrows lifted slightly. Favorite actor? He felt a warmth spread through him, more flattered than he'd expected, his blue eyes sparkling with adoration. "Well, now you're just making me feel special," he teased gently, leaning just a touch closer. "But don't worry, I'm not here to judge. Actually, it's refreshing to meet someone who isn't just asking the same scripted questions."

You couldn't help but smile at his words. He was down-to-earth and easygoing, making you feel at ease despite your earlier awkwardness. It almost felt like you were old friends catching up rather than journalist and actor.

"Okay," you said, determined to pull it together. "So, if you could sum up Season 4 in just three words, what would they be?"

Drew thought for a moment, letting his mind go back to the season they'd just wrapped. "Adventurous, intense... and wild," he said, grinning. "I think the fans are going to love it."

You nodded, managing to regain some of your confidence. "Thank you, Drew. And just so you know, Outer Banks fans will always be here for every wild ride you give us."

The way you said it, with that sincerity, had him smiling from ear to ear. "I'll keep that in mind," he said, meeting your eyes. "It's good to know there are people who care about the story as much as we do."

As he moved on, Drew felt lighter, the encounter lingering in his thoughts. There was something refreshing about you—authentic, unpolished, and kind. It was exactly the kind of conversation that reminded him why he loved doing what he did.

While he walked further away from you, you couldn't help but replay the interview with Drew in your mind as you drifted through the rest of the event. You had been a little starstruck, sure, but he'd been so warm and kind that it had made you feel strangely comfortable, almost like you'd got to know each other for more than just a few brief minutes.

And just like you had trouble forgetting about your encounter, Drew couldn't shake the memory of you either—the way your cheeks flushed, the slight tremble in your voice. Drew couldn't quite explain it, but there was something that pulled him back toward you, something he hadn't felt with anyone in a long time.

When he stepped up onto the stage with the rest of the Outer Banks cast, ready for the Q&A session, his gaze instinctively drifted back into the crowd, scanning the audience. Then he found you, standing off to the side with your notepad tucked under your arm, looking just as captivated as before. You were listening attentively to the panel, your attention fully on the cast—Drew was as charismatic as ever, grinning and laughing alongside his colleagues.

But several times, you could have sworn he was looking directly at you, but you brushed it off, refusing to entertain the thought that he might actually be looking at you. He's just scanning the crowd, you thought. There's no way he'd be singling me out.

Yet, each glance felt so intentional, his gaze warm and lingering. Each time you looked his way, Drew caught himself holding your gaze just a little longer than he should, his eyes following you with a subtle, warm curiosity, until you had to look away before you got lost in his eyes again. Still, you convinced yourself that you were being silly. There was no reason that Drew Starkey was staring at you.

But Drew was. He could see the way you tried to hide your reactions, the way you would quickly look away whenever your eyes met, almost as if you were embarrassed by the attention. He thought it was adorable. The more he saw you, the more he knew he wanted to get to know you better.

His gaze followed you even as he answered the crowd's questions, and the small, knowing smile he wore didn't go unnoticed by his co stars, who exchanged teasing glances with each other. They could sense something different about Drew's mood tonight.

After the Q&A ended, Drew made his way through the post-panel mingling, still keeping an eye out for you while you hung back. A couple of times, he seemed to be moving in your direction, and your heart thudded loudly. But then, just as quickly, someone would pull him away for a quick photo or handshake. You shook your head, convincing yourself it was nothing, just your own wishful thinking.

Eventually, you decided to call it a night, making your way out of the bustling venue with a small, satisfied smile. Meeting Drew had been more than you'd expected, a little moment you'd treasure, even if he'd likely never think of you again.

When Drew finally broke away, he glanced back to where you'd been standing, but you were gone, and his heart sank a little. He hadn't even gotten your last name or which media outlet you were with. All he knew was your first name and that undeniable connection he'd felt.

Drew had plenty of interactions with fans and journalists over the years, but there was something about you that was different, something he wasn't ready to let go of so easily. There had to be a way to reach out to you again, and he was determined to find it.

He could already picture himself talking to his publicist, describing you—the journalist with the kind smile, the one who didn't ask the usual questions. He would find you, he decided. He wasn't about to let this connection slip through his fingers.

The morning after the premiere, you arrived at work feeling the usual post-event exhaustion. Meeting Drew had been the highlight of your night, and although you'd convinced yourself he was just being friendly, your mind kept replaying the way his eyes had seemed to find yours in the crowd. But now, back in the real world, it was just a fun memory you'd carry with you as you returned to your daily routine.

You set down your coffee, flipped open your laptop, and began your morning tasks: drafting a few responses, diving into some research for your next article and sorting through emails. The office was buzzing as usual, your coworkers catching up on coffee breaks and deadlines. Just another ordinary day—until your eyes caught an email with an unknown addressee.

The message was short and to the point:

Hi y/n,

Drew's Team had a couple of follow-up questions about last night's interview. Would you mind getting in touch with us? The number is below if it's easier for you to reach us directly.

Your heart skipped as you read the last line over and over, your eyes glued to the phone number listed at the bottom of the email. Your hands trembled slightly, your mind racing with possibilities. You felt a small jolt of anxiety—had you messed up somehow? You told yourself to stay calm, to stay professional—but something told you this was more than just a follow-up. You quickly picked up your phone, dialing the number as you took a sip of coffee to calm your nerves.

The line rang a couple of times before a familiar voice answered on the other end, smooth and unmistakably warm. "Hello? Y/n? This is Drew."

You choked, your coffee going down the wrong way as you coughed in shock, barely managing to keep your composure. Drew? You hadn't expected this at all.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" he asked, a gentle laugh in his voice that only made your face heat up more.

"Y-yes! I'm fine," you stammered, quickly setting your coffee aside as you tried to regain your composure. "Sorry, I just—didn't realize it would be you answering."

Drew chuckled, sounding completely at ease. "Sorry about the surprise. I wasn't sure how to reach out to you and if you'd even pick up if you knew it was me," he teased lightly. "I just wanted to follow up about our conversation last night. And, well...I'm still around today, so I hoped we could grab a coffee later?"

Your heart raced, unable to believe this was happening. You managed to swallow back your surprise and keep your voice steady, even as a smile tugged at your lips. "I... I'd like that," you replied softly, realizing this conversation could lead to more than you'd ever imagined.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR ROCKSTARS, ACTORS, AND CELEBRITIES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

i just got ambushed by a horde of photographers.

think we could slip in the back without being noticed?

i don't like to draw attention to myself.

tonight's the big premiere.

i was born to be on stage.

it's too late. i'm front page news.

tonight's the biggest show of my life.

no one told me fame would be like this.

they're all shouting my name, but they don't know me. not really.

i hate saying no to fans.

so many people look up to me. i can't let them down.

i don't think i can go up there and sing tonight.

if i can help just one person, it's worth it.

let's take the private jet this weekend.

someone told the media i'd be here.

i'm wearing a disguise. don't you like it?

if we could make it out of here without being seen, that would be ideal.

don't let them get a photo of me.

how many bodyguards does one person need?

i don't know, my schedule's pretty packed enough as it is.

how did i sound? did i sound okay?

we're running late for our mic check.

i don't want to go on stage tonight.

that was the longest standing ovation i've ever seen in my life.

they're looking forward to seeing you perform.

you've earned this.

don't let the fame get to your head.

no one knows the real me.

we are now "instagram official."

the gossip websites have it all wrong.

how does it feel, dating a world-famous celebrity?

never take this job seriously.

someone spotted me last night leaving your house.

they're going to write endless articles about us.

i didn't do this for the fame.

that was the worst interview of my life.

where did they get that photo of me?

ACTIONS AND SETTINGS these are very generic on purpose so you can adapt them to whatever kind of celebrity your muse is. please adjust as necessary and specify 'reverse' if needed

[ dressing room ] sender finds receiver in their dressing room minutes before a big performance

[ red carpet ] sender and receiver make their first public appearance as a couple on the red carpet

[ thanks ] while sender wins an award, they find receiver's eyes in the crowd and thank them for their support (and make a dramatic love confession, perhaps?)

[ crowd ] while sender is on stage, performing, they lock eyes with receiver in the crowd and continue to find them throughout the performance, offering smiles and winks their way

[ sign ] sender signs something for receiver

[ selfie ] sender and receiver take a photo together

[ protect ] sender protects receiver in a sea of photographers and fans as they race to safety

[ speech ] sender gives a speech and mentions receiver

[ dedicate ] sender is about to sing a song, and dedicates it to receiver in the crowd

[ gossip ] sender and receiver find an article written about them that suggests they might be a couple, as they were seen together recently

[ fans ] sender watches receiver interact with their fans and sees how sweet and generous they are to their supporters

[ standing ovation ] sender and receiver receive a standing ovation for their performance

[ celebrate ] sender is waiting backstage for receiver and greets them with a huge hug after their achievement/performance

[ flowers ] sender brings receiver a bouquet of flowers to celebrate their latest achievement/performance

[ champagne ] sender douses receiver in a spray of champagne to celebrate their achievement/performance

[ gesture ] while in the middle of their performance, sender makes a gesture of love to receiver that only they can identify

[ photographers ] sender and receiver hide from the paparazzi as they make a pubic outing together

[ reserve ] sender reserves a public space for just them and receiver, and they get to wander the space alone without the public or photographers bothering them

[ jet set ] sender and receiver take a private jet

[ comfort ] before a big performance, sender comforts receiver and reassures them they'll be amazing

[fangirlmermaid]

You never fail to make me feel special

Summary: Hugh couldn't make it to your concert tonight but there's a surprise

Pairing: Hugh Jackman x Singer!reader (female)

(Some grammar and punctuation mistakes)

(some sexy dances)

(Kinda Long)

(I'm sorry that the lyrics are bad I just threw them together)

Ever since you were young you knew you wanted to be a singer. You dreamt about selling out stadiums on your world tour, being nominated or winning some awards wouldn’t be bad either.

You worked hard to achieve your dream. No matter how many setbacks you had, it didn’t stop you from achieving your goal.

All that hard work paid off, as you are now on a sold-out world tour for your third album, Memory. You were the Pop princess of the year, everyone was talking about you, your tour, and even deciphering some of your songs that your fans believe to be about your boyfriend Hugh Jackman.

Yes, you were dating the Marvel Daddy Hugh Jackman. You two met on the set of Deadpool and Wolverine, you were recording a song when he and Ryan came into the recording studio to see if they liked the song you wrote. You thought he was a cutie, you would’ve asked him out but you remembered that he was in the middle of a divorce and you didn’t know if Hugh would be into dating a 26-year-old. So you backed off.

But Hugh kept liking and commenting on your Instagram.

It was Ryan’s idea to have Hugh invite you to the small wrap party that the crew had. With Ryan as his wingman, you two hit it off and started your relationship. You two kept it a secret from the public, till you two announced your relationship at the Deadpool and Wolverine premiere.

You both are each other's biggest supporters. The day the movie was released to the public you wore a sequin Wolverine suit at your concert to show how your love and support for Hugh. He will take every opportunity to talk about you during those interviews.

It broke Hugh’s heart that he couldn’t attend one of your shows since you got together. Hugh was busy with his press tour for this movie. Of course, you understood this movie is a big deal to him and his fans but he promised that once the press tour was over he would be at every single concert.

You stood in your dressing room at SoFI Stadium, doing vocal warm-ups and practicing your dance moves. Before heading to Canada, Los Angeles was your last show on your United States tour.

Touring across the country was an amazing experience. Seeing your friends, family, and fans coming to your shows always brings a smile to your face, you can’t wait to share it with Hugh.

It was an hour before show time. You started to get ready. The Butterfly necklace was from Hugh as a just-because gift.

Your final touch was drawing your wing eyeliner, you leaned back in your chair. You’ve done this thousands of times and yet your heart still races. The nerves…the excitement. What if you missed your cue, what if the fans hate the concert, what if someone from your crew gets hurt, what if something happens to one of your fans and security is too late to do something?

Ding Ding

You looked at your phone and smiled, always coming to the rescue.

Hugh<3 Break a leg tonight Darling. You’re going to be amazing as always.

You

I wish you were here );

Hugh<3 Me too. I promise after this interview then I’m all yours<3

Knock Knock You looked over your shoulder to see your manager Daisy poking her into the dressing room “You ready?” she asked giving you an encouraging smile, you nodded your head trying to save your voice.

You I have to go! I love you! Good luck with your interview! Remember you are doing this interview to get people to watch your movie not to talk about me!

Not that you mind but You didn’t want another text from Ryan complaining about how his pants were talking Hugh<3 But how else are the people supposed to know that you’re my girl?

Your face heat up You OMG Stoooop!

Daisy knocked on the door once more as a warning. You set your phone back down on the makeup station. Before you left you silently prayed to the poster of your (F/S) for the show to run smoothly.

You stop before stepping onto your platform which brings you to the main stage, Theo from the crew places your mic pack on your dress, your earpiece, and hands you a silver rhinestone microphone. Theo gave you a thumbs up and you stepped on the mini platform.

The platform rose and on cue, your back was to the audience; you thought it was hilarious. Realization hit your face and you turned to face the screaming audience.

The band started to play an energetic beat and you placed the mic close to your lips.

If we weren’t best friends we would strangle each other We get in trouble together She saw me at my worst and she still loves me She’s my ride-or-die

This song was on your first-ever album. It was amazing to see people on TikTok use this song, you were glad people could relate to it. Your best friend always supported you on your journey to fame.

Near the end of the song the band had a solo (they deserve to shine) You were on the runway with your dancers, shimming to the right side of the stage. This was your time to look at the audience, all those smiling faces get you so energetic.

You shimmed to the left, looking at the crowd, and that's when you saw him. Butterflies flew in your stomach, Hugh was here in the VIP tent, singing along. His smile was so big, and his eyes were full of love. Forgetting you were performing, you jumped in your spot while excitedly waving to him. Then you remembered that you were performing. You stopped, covering your face behind your hands, silently laughing along with everyone else.

When you pulled your hands away you saw Hugh wave back with the same amount of enthusiasm and blew a kiss. You blew a kiss before walking to the center of the runway and bringing the mic back near your lips.

She’ll kill for me and I’ll kill for her She’s my ride or die-ie-ie

The music stopped and you smiled as the crowd applauded. You placed your mic on its stand “Hi!” The crowd screamed “Welcome to the Memory tour!” The crowd cheered “Who’s ready to have a good time LA?” The crowd cheered

You took a deep breath trying to prepare for the next song. Your eyes found Hugh, he was cheering and blowing kisses at you, even showing his wrists full of friendship bracelets. You silently laughed.

The band played a slow beat.

You call me up on a Saturday night Asking if I had plans

“And I said bitch not with you”

You called me every name in the book And that’s fine It is just a reminder That I’m happier by myself The beat picked up.

You knew it was ironic that you were singing about how happy you are by yourself while you're in a happy committed relationship.

You ran to the front of the stage and dropped on your knee with your back facing the audience.

You called me an insecure little girl But how could I ever be insecure

You bring your chest down to the floor, arching your back and flashing everyone your underwear. The audience screamed, and the platform lifted you. Your eyes landed back on Hugh who was red as a tomato that he had to fan himself. You grinned, and you sent him a wink.

An hour passed and a wardrobe change later, your show was close to wrapping up. You had to save one of the best songs for last.

You walked back onto the center stage and placed your mic into its matching stand.

“LA are you having fun tonight?!” The crowd cheered

“Can I ask you something, LA?”

The crowd cheered

Your eyes gazed back to Hugh.

“Has anyone here ever been head over heels in love with someone that it drives you…Crazy?”

The crowd screamed their heads off as the acoustic guitar played.

The platform lifted you as your backup dancers grabbed their partners and began to waltz around you.

It drives me crazy How well you read my mind It’s like we share the same one

Some fans near the VIP tent were pointing at Hugh, hyping him up. You wrote this song after the first time you said I love you to each other.

You never fail to make me feel special

Your hand slid from your neck to your lower abdomen.

You gave me an Aussie Kiss And I was under your spell It drives me wild

The fans were losing their minds while Hugh stood there grinning ear to ear not ashamed or embarrassed. He did put your exes to shame.

You took my broken heart You made me believe in love again I never knew a man could have so much love in his heart

You drew a heart in the air.

Waiting for the next chorus you mumbled I love you before blowing a kiss at him. Hugh caught it and sealed it on his lips causing your cheeks to heat up.

Once the show was over, security walked you down the path that led to your dressing room. You walked outside waving to the fans who were still there. You were really happy that this tour was a success and you got to do what you love and share it with the people you love.

You turned a corner and saw Hugh smiling in front of you making your heart skip a beat. Without wasting another second you ran towards him; you could hear the fans screaming.

You wrapped your arms around his neck “I thought you had an interview” you mumbled into his chest. Hugh wrapped his arms around your waist not caring that you were covered in sweat “They had to cancel, so I decided to come and surprise you” Hugh stated. You placed your hand on the back of his neck pulling him into a sweet kiss, Hugh pulled you closer as if you’d slipped away.

You broke the kiss “I’m so glad you did” You smiled, giving him a quick peck on his lips. Hugh tucked a strand of hair behind your ear “I would’ve brought flowers but there wasn’t enough time” Hugh admitted cupping your jaw, this man! You gave a small smile “Next time! I’m just really happy you’re here” you mumbled, this was the best surprise.

Wait until the next show, where you were going to sing Come Alive from The Greatest Showman. Hugh was pulling some confetti out of your hair “You did amazing, Love! I am so proud of you” Hugh praised, you smiled feeling pride and love.

Hugh took your hand lacing them together, you both were about to walk past the fans side by side. They were of course cheering, Hugh let go of your hand and sped a few feet ahead of you, he threw his arms towards you announcing your arrival. You stopped in your tracks trying to look annoyed at him but your small smile gave you away.

Hugh placed a kiss on your knuckles as an apology as you kept walking, “I love you” Hugh mumbled into your ear causing butterflies in your stomach “I love you more” You mumbled before stealing another kiss from him.

[tetzoro]

STARRY NIGHT — ༉‧₊˚.

ft. kuroo tetsuro — actor au.

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : an inside look on the premiere of kuroo tetsuro’s big night !

꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : fluff, little suggestive in one spot — WC : 1.3k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : wrote this at work because i was so excited about going to the movies so apologies for any typos ! enjoy ! dividers by @/cafekitsune ᰔ

reblogs and interactions are always appreciated ! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᰔ*.ﾟ

tonight was the big night. the nonstop flashing cameras would be on him, the supportive fans screaming his name, everything was finally going to be set into place. after devoting years of his life to this series, they are finally doing another installment — arguably one of the biggest in his career.

kuroo never thought he’d love the limelight as much as he does. but maybe that’s because with all the newfound exposure and fame, he met you. 

the one that’s stayed by his side since the beginning, the one that kept him grounded, the one that holds his heart in the palm of your hand. the love of his life.

the two of you were in separate rooms getting ready, both under the specialized care of your respective teams. kuroo’s make-up artists were doing finishing touches and he was eager to see you, his leg bouncing in anticipation. 

you had been teasing him about this dress all week, claiming it was one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever worn. he had to see it — had to see you. the moment they were done, he was hopping out of his chair and headed to your room.

kuroo stood in the doorway as he watched you spin around in the mirror, taking in all of your beautiful glory. the rest of your team filtered out of the room, giving kuroo a congratulatory pat on the shoulder as they passed him but his eyes never left you.

the dress you wore was quite literally made for you. like an angel, you were glowing as your dress was dipped in sin. the red satin wrapped around your curves in ways that had kuroo almost envying the fabric.

“wow.” he let out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding onto. the sound of his voice caught your attention, quickly spinning around to see him dazed in the doorway. “you look amazing, sweetheart.”

in three easy steps, he’s in front of you, stars filling his eyes as he drinks you in. there was never a moment kuroo didn’t think you were beautiful but this was unparalleled. to see you all dolled up for his big night tugged at his heart, his fingers moving on their own accord as they find purchase in your waist, pulling you closer.

“thank you tetsu.” you eyes shine with pride. “i’ve got to look good for your big night, right?”

“you always look good.” he dips down and gently kisses you on the cheek, careful not to smudge any of your make up. the distinct taste of setting spray lands on his lips and he tries not to pout at the lack of your own. “well? you going to compliment me now or what?”

“i was getting there.” you laugh, gently smoothing over a piece of his stubborn hair before your eyes trail along his body. he almost shivered under your thoughtful gaze. “tetsu, you look radiant. always so, so handsome. especially when you dress up like this.”

“alright, alright. no need to butter me up, i’m already yours.” kuroo tried to laugh it off as he wrapped his arms back around you but the blush on his cheeks spoke his true feelings. kuroo pressed his face into the crook of your shoulder and softly murmured across your skin. “thank you.”

with a gentle squeeze and one last overzealous look, he untangled himself and gently took your hand to give it a delicate kiss before leading you off to the limo.

from the hotel to the premiere, it was less than a 10 minute drive. the limo had plenty of room yet the two of you sat so closely to each other you’d think there were a thousand other invisible people squished in here.

the black leather interior felt cool to the touch, a bottle of champagne wedged itself in an ice bucket at the mini bar. it felt a little premature to pop it open right now, but maybe it would help ease his gnawing nerves. as if you sensed his distress, you squeezed his hand.

“you nervous?” you asked, your voice sweeter than honey. the limo was a small sanctuary, the calm before the storm. he smooths his thumb over the back of your hand.

“maybe a little.” kuroo just shrugged, trying not to let his nerves get the best of him. he was always good at playing them off behind a well adjusted smirk but when he was around just you — it was hard to keep up any sort of facade. “yeah.”

“me too.” you whisper. kuroo looked at you in surprise. to be honest, he was expecting you to say something more reassuring, tell him everything will work out in the way he knows it will. but instead, you sat right next to him in his pool of nerves, gently holding his hand as you faced the premiere together.

“why’s that?”

“it’s your big night.” your eyes flit to his, mischief dancing in your irises. “after tonight, the rest of the world is going to want you for themselves now. i’ve got to be ready for anything.”

“yeah, you’re right. i am pretty irresistible.” kuroo smirks, feeling the nerves melt down along his back as he indulges in his favorite pastime — teasing you. he goes to open his mouth again but it’s cut off with a yelp as you pinch his arm. “hey! what was that for?”

“irresistible my ass.” you huff, a small pout resting on your perfectly red-coated lips. what he would give to kiss it off of you right now, devour you whole and smear that lipstick right off of your pretty little face. or maybe he’d be lucky enough for you to get on your knees before him and — “more like insufferable.”

“ouch.” the smirk never leaves his face, it only grows wider the more yours purses. “you know, you’re not allowed to bully me on my big night.” 

“well, you started it.” you childishly fire back, trying to hold back a laugh but failing wildly. kuroo narrows his amber eyes at you, assessing as your clear your throat, ridding yourself of any more loose giggles. 

“you want me to finish it too?” his other hand comes up to your face, tucking a finger under your chin so your attention was fully on him. kuroo’s voice was unnervingly soft, with a token of condescension that breathed out of him a little too easily. “because i can.”

ever so gently, kuroo’s lips brush against yours with barely any pressure as if the only purpose was to steal the air out of your lungs and store it neatly in his own. it was a true test of willpower on his part, the urge to press harder and kiss you properly was too great. but it would have to wait.

reluctantly, he pulls away as the car begins to slow to a stop.

“we’re here.” you breathe out, a small smile spreading across your lips. “you’re going to be amazing tetsu, you’ve always been a star in my eyes.”

“you’re too good to me.” he smiles back, gently caressing your cheek before pulling away. “that’s why i’ll always be yours. the rest of the world will just have to deal with it.”

the car door swung open, bodyguards standing outside of the little oasis in the limo. the lights were already blinding, the people cheering for kuroo to come out and pose for a picture. he stretches his long limbs out of the car and rises with a hand raised in greeting.

kuroo gave the paparazzi a quick grin before he spun on his heel, holding his hand out for you to grab — a much more genuine smile on his face.

“you ready?” he whispers as you get out of the car, making sure your dress was laying properly. kuroos hand moves from yours and to the small of your back, gently bringing you along with him to the night that will forever define his career. 

the night his performance stole hearts and inspired tears in peoples eyes with all the magic he carried with him wherever he went. this was truly only the beginning for him — greatness was sure to follow.

thank you so much for reading ᰔ

[misserabella]

what about reader and pedro have this close relationship but reader start distancing herself from pedro because he got date rumours with another actress who's older than the reader but pedro just wants to be in a relationship if it's with the reader (sorryyy english is not my first language

a/n; aw this is so cute :((( so angsty n fluffy <3

your phone rang once again as you were getting ready for the upcoming gala, your manager holding it for you and announcing the caller.

“it’s pedro pascal once again, what should i do?” she inquired you, and you shook your head. she instantly ignored the call, as she had done the last 15 times he had called that whole day. “you can’t keep doing this…, you two are great friends! did you have a discussion?”

you didn’t answer, opting for staying silent, because your heart was aching.

“how does that look? good enough?” your makeup artist smiled at you, and you took in your image on the mirror, bold red lips with dark eyeshadow and great fake eyelashes that made your eyes pop. the highlighter made your skin glow, and your perfectly applied base made it look flawless.

not good enough. it’s what you wanted to answer, ‘cause you weren’t as pretty as that woman in the news that pedro had been caught in a scandal with, you didn’t have her beautiful and perfect cheekbones, or amazing waist and hips.

but instead you smiled and nodded, winning a soft smile from your makeup artist. your hair was down and in beautiful waves that tickled the exposed skin of your back, your dress having an opening there that reached just above your lower back. your outfit for tonight’s gala was beautiful, a dior black and elegant dress that brought out all your most prominent curves and showed just the right amount of skin. you had paired it with lace long gloves and a pair of saint laurent heels that were really too painful to stand on for too long. but we all know what they said: beauty is pain.

“okay. let’s go.” your manager said, handing you your coat so the streets of new york wouldn’t freeze you to death at this hour.

“yeah.” you nodded, and tried to ignore the knot on your stomach, fully knowing you’d see pedro there. at the end, you two were the new starring stars on the most watched series of the season: last of us, along with bella ramsey of course. you knew a lot of people would come to the premiere, famous people, probably her as well.

your heels tickled on the floor as you made your way to your limousine, the leather underneath you warming you up. your phone buzzed. new message. pedro.

you sighed and put it aside, turning on do not disturb. twitter was going crazy, with this photos of this new woman under his arm making your stomach churn.

you shouldn’t feel like this. pedro was just a friend. you shouldn’t care about who he was dating, or if he even was dating at all. you should be happy for him. so why… why were you feeling like this? so bitter? so hurt?

the flashes hit your face and body, and as always, you smiled and waved once your manager had taken your jacket for you, even if the paparazzis were blinding you and making you go deaf with their screams. you didn’t want to smile, you didn’t want to pose, you didn’t want to be here. but you had to, so you’d decided that you’d do a quick greeting and chat for a little bit with other actors and stars and head back home early.

you just needed to try and not meet up with pedro for the next few hours. you could do that. there were so many people inside of there, posing in the red carpet, hugging each other and chatting up while drinking glasses of champagne that you thought it would be easy to hide from him.

you thought.

“there you are darling.” but as always you were wrong. “thought for a moment you were hiding for me there.” he smiled at the cameras, your skin growing on goosebumps when one of his warm and big hands found your exposed lower back, pulling you closer to his side. the paparazzi’s cameras were going crazy.

“pedro.” you sighed, trying really hard to not get lost in his touch, or in his eyes, or his cologne…

you were about to say something, probably come out with a lame excuse as why you had been ignoring him lately, but then you heard it.

“pedro! pedro! what can you tell us about that last scandal? are you perhaps now in a relationship?!”

your heart sank to your stomach, and your skin grew cold. you probably looked as white as a ghost.

“excuse me.” you smiled at him and the paparazzis, pulling away from his touch in need to run away from there. ‘cause you didn’t want to hear what he had to say.

your chest felt heavy, and your feet were fast.

would he smile and nod? say that he was now happily in love with somebody else?

you didn’t want to even imagine it.

“i need a fucking cigarette.” you muttered, taking from your purse your pack of cigarettes and heading to the bathrooms. you headed towards the most far away ones, those who were always free and silent.

the lighter flicked twice before the smoke was finally filling up your lungs. you let out a sigh. you knew it was shit. smoking. it was actually disgusting. but there was nothing that could help you more than another addiction to get over the one you already had: pedro pascal.

the cold of the bathroom tiles hit your back when you leaned against the wall, inhaling deeply, red smearing all over the bud of your cigarette.

you weren’t expecting company, but as always, you had to be surprised once again by him. only him.

the door opened with a creak, and your eyes shot open when they met his brown ones. fuck.

he looked at you, chest heaving harshly up and down as if he had been looking for you nonstop, running up and down every damn corridor just to find you.

“what have i done? what have i done to make you hate me this much?” he inquired, his voice just above a whisper. your heart broke. he looked broken too. you had done this?

“pedro…” you tried, but he was stepping inside the bathrooms and closing the door behind his back.

“no.” he shook his head. “tell me. tell me what have i done to make you not even be able to stand me being close to you.” his eyes fell as he saw your need to take a step back when he walked towards you. and maybe you would’ve, if you weren’t already cornered against the wall. “have i done anything to make you uncomfortable?” he inquired, and you felt your breath hitching, tears starting to sting your eyes. he thought it was his fault, that he was in the wrong. you were causing him pain just because your jealousy was too strong for you to handle.

“it’s nothing, pedro.” you tried and walk away, but his warm hands were once again on you, surrounding carefully your wrist to not let you go. you couldn’t help the way your heart jumped

“please sweetheart… talk to me…” he begged, and your tears shone under the lights when his other hand reached for your chin to make you look at him.

you took a deep breath in, trying your hardest to not give into his voice, nor touch… but it was too strong, your need for him, your love for him.

“do you love her?” you suddenly blurted out, and your stomach flipped. his eyes widened, his eyebrows furrowed. “that woman from the news… are you in love with her?” you muttered, your doe tearful eyes looking into his. your heart was screaming for him to not break him, your brain for him to confirm the rotten feeling that had been growing inside your chest. he cupped your face, about to talk but being cut off by your babbling once again. “she’s pretty. really pretty. and famous, and nice, and intelligent and has like a million of awards…” you smiled, even if your heart was falling apart and your eyes were about to spill tears.

“no baby, wait, you don’t understand…”

“i’m happy for you.” you muttered, taking his hands to pull them away from your face, even if the loss of his touch was making your soul break. lie and smile. “i’m sure you’ll be very happy, pedro.” you sighed, your heels clicking against the cold floor of that desolated bathroom as you headed towards the door, although his voice stopped you as you reached for the handle.

the door closed as you tried to open it, his palm firmly pressing against the door and the side of your head to keep it shut.

he inquired, and you bit down on your lip and tried to fight of your tears as he slowly turned you around to face him, caging you with his body against the wood of the door. he had never been this close. your chests were gracing, the mint of his breath hitting your face.

“is it really not obvious?” he inquired, and you frowned, your breath hitching when his free hand was back at softly holding your face. “it’s not her who i am in love with, i could never give my heart to another woman that doesn’t smile like you, or laugh as sweetly as you, or work as hard of you, or make my days seem as brighter as you do. i could never give my heart to another woman because i’ve already given it to you…” you eyes widened at his words, your chest heaving in deep breath.

he looked into your eyes, and then to your lips. he sighed. “am i reading this wrong, beautiful?” he inquired, scared, terrified of your shocked expression.

you quickly shook your head, your own hands cupping his face. “no pedro, not in the slightest.” you whispered against his lips before you pulled him against yours, butterflies filling your chest when you felt his left arm —the one that had stood keeping the door close— circled your waist and pulled you tighter against him.

the kiss was soft, slow, sweet… everything you’ve ever wanted. it was enough to make you melt.

but it was not enough, and you let him know with a whine when he pulled away.

“i know baby, i know.” he hushed you, leaving a soft peck on your now smudged lips. he had red lipstick all over his. “but there are a couple of paparazzis out there i have to clear up things with. perhaps the fact that it’s you who i’m in love with, in the first place.”

“maybe we could just show them.” you smiled, and he couldn’t help but smile as well, eyebrows raised.

“what’s going on inside that pretty head of yours, huh?” he pinched your waist and you laughed, making his heart jump.

you hummed. “i’ll have to kiss you a little bit more for you to get the idea.” you smiled, pressing a kiss to his neck, staining the perfect kiss mark.

he laughed, hiding the shiver that went up his spine.

“you’ll be the death of me.”

—

i imagine pedro coming back to the gala with his whole face decorated in kisses and being impossibly happy about it

a/n; i hope you liked it<3

[jazziejax]

PR & Matchmaking

Pairing- Callum Turner x OC! India Hayes

Summary- The flirtatious banter between two co-stars that are trying to make the most of their PR contract while also wondering if what they’re felling is real or not.

Warnings- none

Author’s Note- I haven’t written anything on here in so long so please be easy one me guys. I just wanted to post something because it’s been a while and I felt like Callum Turner needed more love.

Word Count- 2,131

Lights were flashing like crazy and the people were going wild as they walked onto the carpet. Tonight was the premiere of Masters of The Air, a drama miniseries on Apple TV that explores the aerial wars of WWII through enlisted men of the Mighty Eighth Air Force.

At first, the red carpet was filled with the men from the show, some posing for the perfect shot while others did interviews to talk about the show. Though all were dapper as the cameras clicked and flashed to capture their noticeable charm. One of the stars, Callum Turner, was in the middle of answering a question after being asked what was his biggest takeaway from a show like this.

“I mean, it’s taught me a lot. More than I knew it would, which is always great. Working with such amazing people has to be the greatest takeaway—.” The sound of his words were barely audible under the screams of the crowd. His face morphed into a shell of shock for only the briefest moment before he chuckled and turned his head to see what that commotion was about. His first assumption was that it was Austin and Barry offering tons of fanservice with their flirtatious banter.

But he couldn’t have been more wrong.

He could hardly see through the flashing lights but he could discern one name through what the photographers were saying.

“India!”

“India, this way!”

Even though he wasn’t facing the camera fully, it still caught the smile that graced his lips at the sound of the woman's name. From another angle, you could see him looking down the carpet at the girl in black, staring at her figure as she posed.

Realizing he’s still on camera and was in the middle of talking, Callum chuckled as she turned back to his interviewer. “Speaking of amazing—.” He laughed along with the guy, gesturing to the woman down the carpet.

“Did you guys and the Angels of War cast get to do any work together? Can we expect to see a crossover?” The man asked before holding his mic out to Callum. Said man pursed his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I can’t say, you have to watch the show and see.” He joked.

Moments later, India was being asked her own set of questions.

“We’ve all seen Angels of War, we all loved it. It was great. But I must know what you think of Masters of the Air.” The woman asked her.

India smiled, prepared for her words to soon come bite her in the ass. “I loved it, it was so amazing and so detailed that you couldn’t help but fall in love it.” India smiled, her southern accent strong on her tongue. “I felt so connected to the characters because of such great acting.” She offered a soft smile. “But it was hard payin’ attention in some scenes because everyone was so sexy.” She laughed along with interviewer.

“Right! I’m glad you said it before I did.” The woman with the mic spoke.

“Yeah, but I’m gonna watch anything with Callum Turner in it.” India winked with a small smirk on her lips. This caused the interviewer to make a sound of excitement, knowing she just got her clip of the week. India just smiled and laughed along, knowing she was working her PR arm a little too much. But she liked riling people up, it’s why she was so loved.

“I have to agree with you, I am the same way with Henry Cavil.” The woman chuckled. Her eyes moved a tad to catch a glimpse of a tall figure dressed in black behind India’s shoulder. “And speaking of Callum Turner.” She beamed.

India turned her torso to see said man not too far from them walking somewhere along the outskirts of the red carpet, a few people straggling behind him. Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, Callum glanced to his left to see India and the interviewer staring at him, the camera slightly angled his way. A large smile made its way onto his face as he walked closer.

“Callum!” India said excitedly, opening her arms in invitation. His eyes disappeared behind the folds on his cheeks as he moved to embrace the woman once he made it to her. She wrapped her arms his neck while his went to her waist. Her height and hills made it to where her head fit almost perfectly within the nook of his neck. As she moved back slightly to grab a hold of his jaw and place a firm kiss on his cheek, his hands traveled from her waist to her hips. His large hands almost sitting on top of her bottom. Since they weren’t as close to the mic as they were before, the camera couldn’t pick up on any of what was being said.

“Did you play it up before I got here?” India asked through a smile as she drug her hand from his face to his chest.

“Why yes I did, darling.” He beamed down at the girl. “And I can see you are trying to upstage me.” He said before starting to rub his hands up and down the curve of her back. The tips of his middle fingers grazing one another as they traversed the span of her waist. India then made a dramatic sad face, her large eyes never leaving his. “Oh, never that.” She cooed. “I am just trying to get us both paid.” She cheesed before turning around to finish her interview. Callum followed after her, keeping his hand around her waist.

“Sorry about that. Speak of the devil and he shall appear and all that.” India said sarcastically, nodding her head over to the man behind her. The interviewer laughed, looking between the two. “It’s so good to now have you here with us, Callum, how are you?” She asked.

“I’m doing far better now that I’ve seen her.” The man smirked, glancing down at the woman on his arm as his hand moved from her hip to lying flat on her stomach. . India dramatically rolled her eyes at him, moving to place her hand on top of his. “He’s so cheesy.” She said.

“Only for the right price.” His voice said above her head. India burst into a fit of chuckles, angling her head to look up at the man without turning around. They shared a knowing look before going back to looking at the interviewer, who was red in the face from just watching their interactions.

“Well aren’t you two quite the pair!” She exclaimed. “Are we going to be seeing your characters together any time soon? I think it’s time for Loretta to settle down.” She asked before holding out the mic.

“Well, first off, Loretta needs no man!” India said, sassily waving her finger, causing the others to chuckle. “She probably would have liked one in a time such as then but needed one? No thank you.” She joked, although her words had a seemingly undertone due to the topic of her statement. “And secondly, you’ll just have to wait and see. I wouldn’t get my hopes up though.” She shrugged.

“Well, those are all the question I had for you, thank you two so much for being here!” She said excitedly.

“No, thank you for having us.” India said before giving the woman a small hug, Callum’s hand moving to her waist as she moved. She then finished her hug and walked away with Callum on her hip.

“Do you think we’re laying it on thick?” India asked, looking up at him. Callum looked down at her, the lights reflecting of her big eyes. She had a black silk scarf on her head on the carpet, but it was no gone, along with her shades, to show her short cut. He brought his hand up to the back of her neck, playing with the small hairs there. “No, I don’t think so.” He said, his suave demeanor dropping in a second of comfortability with her. “And if so, isn’t that kind of the point?” India didn’t answer his rhetorical question, caught up in the feeling of his hands playing in her short hair.

“We have the same haircut.” She said after a moment of silence, the two just staring at each other. Callum’s blue eyes twinkled in the light as he smiled at her. “Yeah, we do.”

“Although I think mines a little better, maybe I can give you my barbers number?” He finished before walking away from her. India’s mouth dropped but wasn’t for long as she caught up to his long legs and hit him in the arms. “I cannot believe you said that. You know I look way better than you with his haircut.” She sassed, rolling her eyes at the man before walking faster than him. Callum smiled his eyes following her figure as she walked back to the red carpet, where her life long friend, Janelle, was gesturing her over on the carpet with the rest of the Angels of War cast.

India scurried over, her and Janelle standing in the middle with the other girls on the side, all posing for the camera. Callum stood off on the side, looking at them while the lights flashed behind him. His eyes were trained on India as she and Janelle exchanged words before bubbling into laughter.

After a while longer, India looked over and made eye contact with him. They both immediately smiled at each other, eyes showing nothing but pure affection. She then detached one of her arms from Janelle and beckoned him over. Callum slightly shook his head. Seeing his hesitation, her face became serious as she beckoned him over again, although her movements were a little harsher this time. He was about to reject the offer again before his shoulder jerked forward slightly. His glanced back to his Austin gesture his head over to the carpet before walking off and over to his girlfriend Janelle, although no one else knew that piece of information.

He followed after him, his eyes locked on India playfully stern ones, the rest Masters of the Air cast following behind him and Austin. Once he made it to her, her eyes softened as he slipped behind her. While they waited for everyone to settle into their places, she smiled up at him before leaning back a little, her back met his torso. Her head laid on his chest as she looked up at him with a big fake smile. Callum looked down at her, staring into the eyes he thought looked beautiful from any angle. Trapped within her gaze, he leaned down a little, the tip of his large nose brushing against her forehead as he sniffed her. India crunched her eyebrows at him before raising her head to look back at the cameras. She still had her back against him, although you couldn’t tell unless you got a side angle.

“Enough of your flirting.” Austin piped up behind his smile as he glanced over at the pair dressed in all black.

“What, are we outshining the real couple?” Callum asked, smirking over at his friend.

“Outshine?” Austin asked. “Oh, you don’t even wanna know the things I’d do if we were public.” He finished, his grip tightening on Janelle’s waist as he continued to pose for the pictures. Said woman’s face flushed as she laughed and glanced up at him. They looked at each other for the briefest of seconds before going back to their original poses.

“This whole thing is so backwards.” India scoffed with a smirk on her face as the camera flicked to catch the moment between Austin and Janelle. Callum looked down at her and placed his hand on her hip, squeezing her fat as he sensed she was getting irritated. “Oh, but you love it.” He said joked, his deep voice vibrating through the both of them. Although she didn’t look up at him, India smiled at his words. “Yeah…you got me there.” She said, but couldn’t decide whether she was serious or not.

Social media went into a complete frenzy over those two. Clips of their cute moments floating all around the internet, some “fake”, you could say and others more authentic. Stills of Callum staring at India so lovingly were all over her feed, almost sending their girl into a spiral from seeing her own face that much. Compilations of every time they interacted during the premiere had millions of views as everyone speculated what they were. People were talking about the pair for weeks, which is just what their management wanted.

Indiahayes ✓⃝

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indiahayes happy masters of the air day!! go watch the show full of sexy men that kiss! ;)

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janellethat no one kissed guys :(

⤷ Indiahayes hush, don’t spoil the show!

callumsnumber1gurl let’s talk about these premiere photos hun!

callumturnerburner you and Callum look soo good together!!

⤷ austinbutlerbutt you are not sneaky at all

austinbutler Angels of War sister! 🤍

⤷ Indiahayes Masters of the Air brother!🖤

anthonyboyle why are you and Nina on the furniture?

⤷ ninasimone because we’re American 🇺🇸 🦅

randosuper3 it’s times like this where I wish Callum had an instagram 😔

lovelyrando you and Callum looked amazing together and I hope what you guys have lasts long

auatinslove are we just not going to talk about Janelle and Austin? What’s going on there???

⤷ indiassuperfan7 adults being adults

[gyustarzzi]

ateez taking you on vacation

★ hongjoong

- Paris, France - takes you on an expensive date - will beg you to go on a night walk to see the beautiful lights, probably the most beautiful city you've ever seen - way too many photos for you to count - probably took a photo of you without you knowing and has it as his lock screen

" Isn't it beautiful tonight? "

☆ seonghwa

- Bora Bora, French Polynesia - the trip was originally for just the group but when he found out he could bring you along of course he couldn't say no - gets a two-bedroom premier beachfront villa estate (WHICH IS HUGE) - you guys go scuba diving and reef discovery with the other members - will dare you to do parasailing, which you both end up doing and let's just say it didn't end well. you get hit in the face by a bird

" I dare you to do the parasailing, if you do it then I'll do it "

★ yunho

- Rome, Italy - you guys go to a lot of historic tours through Rome (Colosseum, Roman Forum) and art-filled institutions (Vatican Museums, Galleria Borghese) - yunho takes way too many photos of you and him during your trip - you guys almost get lost in one of Roman's catacombs, but don't worry you guys get out soon...somehow - probably will go back next time you go on vacation

" Oh shit..I think we're lost Y/N '

☆ yeosang

- London, England - he probably would go back bc he loved the city so much - takes you everywhere and I mean EVERYWHERE (it's his only time to spend time with you all day) - can't stop fangirling over every photo you take of yourself - probably proposed to you at the top of The London Eye, if not then he would just kiss you

" Since you've been around I smile a lot more than I used to, and that's why I love you "

★ san

- Tokyo, Japan - goes to a lot of anime stores and buys way to much stuff - you guys not only go to Tokyo Disneyland but Tokyo Sea Lif Park!! - get to play with cats at Hogoneko Rafu Space and you guys end up adopting a ragdoll named mocha - not only do you get to spend time with San for a whole week, you also get to go home with a sweet kitty!

" She's perfect for us, let's adopt her! "

☆ mingi

- New Zealand - there are so many things to do in New Zealand so of course he would pick to go there - you guys would go to the glow worms cave, which you find so pretty but mingi is afraid they will fall on him (they won't) - you also get to take a tour around the Hobbiton movie set, mingi's treat - you do a lot of more fun stuff during the week you have together (Shotover River Extreme Jet Boat Ride in Queenstown, Waitomo Caves & Te Puia in Aucklund)

★ wooyoung

- New York City, United States - the members were on tour in america and one of their stops was new york city - you ended up flyng down there and surprising wooyoung at his hotel - you guys do a lot of sightseeing: the statue of liberty, summit one Vanderbilt, and you went on a cruise - at night you and the members would go out and have fun...maybe get drunk

" This view is amazing, it feels like I'm about to fall "

☆ jongho

- Sydney, Australia - you've always wanted to go to australia, so jongho decided to surprise you on your birthday - you spend a whole week there going shopping, sightseeing, playing in the water with jongho and having the best birthday ever (Darling Harbour, Queen Victoria Building, Sydney Opera House, etc.) - at the end of the week (your birthday) all the members, and your friends surprise you a birthday cake - you end up with the cake smashed into you face. wooyoung definitely didn't do it..

" You got a little something on your face "

[satellite-evans]

Chris Evans loving on his pregnant wife for 20 minutes straight

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Summary: a fan made a video about your husband not being able to keep himself from talking about you and your unborn child at all times.

Word count: 2k

Warnings: Fluff. Like y’all know you can’t expect anything else from me at this point

A/N: I would like to say before y'all come to me and say 'my omg you copied @astranva how could you' I didn't. Nova herself is cool with it and I'm just sick of you guys always putting us against each other. We are both fluff writers for the same white dude. Similarities are going to happen. So please, don't attack me, and don't full nova's inbox with bullshit. Thank you. <3

English is not my first language, so I apologize if I made any (grammar) mistakes. Feedback, requests, talks, vents, recommendations or just simple questions are always welcome.

Happy reading xxx

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site.

Chris Evans is a well-known name in Hollywood. Not only for his looks, his iconic role as Captain America, and his famous left boob grab, but the way he kept talking about you in all his interviews.

There was no denying that he was obsessed with you and even more since you carried his child. This obsession was even noticed by fans that they couldn't help but make a video about their favorite Marvel star.

Chris Evans loving on his pregnant wife for 20 minutes straight.

The trending internet video started with a clip of Chris in his famous white suit standing in front of the cameras at the knives out the premiere.

While everyone was screaming at him and trying to get his attention, his eyes were only locked on you, mesmerized by your beauty and making sure you were okay, that the baby was fine.

"Hey Chris, how are you? Good to see you." The voice of the extratv journalist was heard while she was shaking his hand.

"What was it like to be a part of it and work with the cast?" Her first question came immediately after the introduction and made Chris think for a few seconds.

" Uh, I-It was uh, very humbling, y'know a-a lot very talented people who've had uh very long career in this industry so, a lot to learn."

Just when the interviewer was going to shoot him with another question, Chris showed he was clearly not done with his answer.

"Also, also I would like to say that it meant a lot to my wife, Y/N, too." He pointed towards you, where you were standing next to his publicist, trying not to take his thunder away tonight with your very pregnant belly.

"Oh yeah, Y/N is also here tonight! Let's let her join in this interview too!"

Chris then waved the woman off "No, that's okay. She doesn't like this type of thing and I want to respect that. But yeah, she is the reason I accepted this-the job. She is, y'know- my wife is very into detective work and solving crimes so when the opportunity came I just-I had to take it to make her happy."

The next clip showed Chris yet with another interviewer, but this time he was sitting in front of her with Ana de Armas next to him.

"So first, I wanted to say congratulations to Chris. You and your wife are expecting a baby."

In an instant, a smile grew on his face, and he got excited since the conversation was his favorite topic.

"That's right, yeah." He said, with a smirk on his face and his pink in his mouth.

"So how does that feel, becoming a dad after waiting all those years?"

He answered the question with such ease, " It is exciting, but also intimidating, in a way." He started, "Just like you said the need- I wanted to have a family for so long, you think I would've mentally prepared myself, but it is nothing like that. You're scared, you're nervous, you-you constantly thinking if you're going to be a great dad, y'know? All these questions come up and make you more anxious than you already are but, thankfully I have Y/N, she-"

"Omg, she is amazing," Ana interrupted him.

Chris nodded immediately, agreeing with her statement.

"So amazing. I mean, honestly, without her, I think I would be lost. She is the best wife, the best friend, and I know she is going to be the best mother for our child. I-I don't know what I would do without her."

"That's so cute. I'm so happy for you, Chris."

The next clip was him in Massachusetts, on a set of Defending Jacob posing in front of the cameras with a bunch of fans.

"Man, when are you growing your hair back, we loved it in infinity war!" A man said while recording the encounters between Chris and his fans. He smiled and looked towards the guy who said: " I'm sorry but, the wife doesn't like it, so it's not gonna happen. Whatever she wants."

With that, he waved at the fans for the last time before going back to his trailer. He almost missed the guy's response:

"Never thought Captain America was gonna be pussy-whipped!"

Without turning back, Chris shouted back to him : "Why are you saying like it's a bad thing!"

Another video was added of him at the tonight show starring Jimmy Fallon.

"Did you-where you sad when you had to do the end-last scene?" Jimmy asked him after they started talking about the success of Avengers Endgame.

"Yeah, it was very emotional. I mean, it's emotional. These movies are a huge part of your life. And so, when they come to an end, it really it has an impact. But thankfully, I had my wife by my side who supported me throughout everything and, y'know, was there when I needed that extra emotional support."

"Speaking of your wife, Y/N, congratulations buddy she is pregnant!"

The whole crowd started cheering and clapping, Including Jimmy himself, and Chris could only smile and nod, showing how proud he was.

"Yeah, she is. We're expecting a child together, which sounds so odd when I say it because my dream I had for years finally became a reality."

The whole audience was awed, making Chris swoon.

"I am so happy for you pal, I truly am. So how far along is she?"

He looked in the air, thinking and making sure he was giving the right answers.

"She is- tomorrow she will be 7 months pregnant, yeah. Again, I couldn't be more excited about the whole thing. She is incredible. I mean literally, words don't even describe how much she means to me. I love her so much and can't wait to meet our baby."

"That's incredible news, buddy."

The final clip of the video was a self-recorded video Chris made to wish one of his fans a happy birthday.

"Hey Josh, it's me, Chris Evans. So your friends told me you turned 21, and I just wanted to say, have a happy birthday buddy. You're finally at the age that you can drink, at least legally, so go out and have a drink and enjoy it with your friends as much as you can. I would've joined you guys, but y'know, the missus is pregnant and we don't want her to scream at us like a street cat, do we?"

The video also caught you screaming from behind.

"Hey, I heard that!"

"I was just joking honey, all good here!" Chris screamed back. " She just proved my point," he whispered "anyway, happy birthday buddy, thank you for all the love, and enjoy your day. I've gotta show some love to my wife. Don't want her to get too mad at me. See you later, pal."

The video was so loved that it got 10 million in just one day and received many comments from fans:

user1: plsss the way he looks at her, he's down BAD

user2: when is someone going to talk about me the way Chris is talking about his pregnant wife?? WHEN???

user3: I love how he randomly brings up y/n during any conversation lmao

user4: NOT THE STREET CAT LMAOOO

The video got so much love that it even caught the attention of the man himself, Chris Evans.

[ava-the-cosmic-writer101]

┃Deadpool & Wolverine vs. The Boys┃

parings: various actors' x teen!actress!fem!reader

warnings: none, fluff :)

summary: y/n l/n attends the premiere of 'deadpool and wolverine' & san diego: comic con!!

✧.* author's note: head to my blog to view my masterlist of my fics and also upcoming work :)) - ava ❤ *.✧

(gwendolyn or gwen is the name of y/n's character, 'mindstorm' is her other alias)

face claim: dafne keen

// SLIGHT-ISH SPOILERS FOR SEASON FOUR OF 'THE BOYS' & DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE- YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED //

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(yourusername) what a night! and what a movie (i promise i'm not biased). these three gentlemen are about to blow your minds!! ❤️💛@deadpoolmovie

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thehughjackman nice to see ya again tonight, kiddo! had a blast ❤️

(y/n)fan1 17 years old and already a legend ❤️‍🔥

(y/n)fan2 this is my girlfriend guys- i just wanted you to know she is my girlfriend- and i am proud of my girlfriend

vancityreynolds 3 of the most amazing, considerate, and loving people i've ever known, and then there's hugh

(y/n)fan1 LMAOOO

thehughjackman i'm telling blake 😠

(y/n)fan3 NOT RYAN BEING UNRESPONSIVE

(y/n)fan4 MOTHER

(y/n)fan5 MOTHER IS MOTHERING

karlurban lets.fucking.go ❤️👊💛

karenfukuhara so excited to go see it!! you look amazing my love 💞

toni.starr YOU BETRAYED US

(yourusername) AND I KNOW THAT YOU'LL NEVER FEEL SORRY

(y/n)fan2 FOR THE WAY I HURT

(yourusername) i have the best fucking fans 💀

blakelively MY UNOFFICAL FIFTH CHILD 😍😍

(yourusername) I LOVE YOU MOMMA 💗

(y/n)fan6 AHHH THEY ARE SO CUTE 😭😭😭

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(yourusername) 'deapool and wolverine' is OUT NOW ❤️💛 !! i was so happy to be able to work with hughie (aka: @thehughjackman) again after six long years! thank you to this amazing cast and crew for every ounce of support you have given me while working on this outstanding, thrilling project! NOW, get your lazy assess up and go have a great fucking time at the theaters while watching @deadpoolmovie 🎥🍿🎬

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thehughjackman the pleasure was all mine, kiddo! it was so much fun being able to work with you again, especially as wolvie 😂😂

(yourusername) LOVE YA POPS 💟💟

slecydirect LFG!!! ❤️⚔💛

(y/n)fan7 WE KNEW YOU WERE PULLING AN "ANDREW GARFIELD" 😭😭 we are glad you are back :)

(y/n)fan8 I ACTUALLY CRIED TEARS OF JOY WHEN I SAW YOUU ON SCREEN EVEN THOUGH I KNEW YOU WERE COMING 😭

(y/n)fan1 x-23 movie?? CALL MARVEL RIGHT NOW 📞📞

jensenackles kid, what did we talk about? you can't just leave us like that and join marvel without a good-bye 🙄

(yourusername) sorry jen, but i got to meet captain america 🥺

jensenackles *plays ✨ 'my tears ricochet' ✨*

(y/n)fan9 HAHAHAHA NOT THE TAYLOR REFRENCE 💀

(y/n)fan4 DUDE THEY BETTER HAVE SOME SCENES TOGETHER IN S5 😭😭

erinelairmoriarty first off, congrats sweetness ❤️💛!! second, HOW THE HECK TO DO YOU PRETTIER EVERYTIME I SEE YOU?!?! we have to set something up soon, my love 😍

(yourusername) THANK YOU DARLING 💟 AND YES we will set something up. very soon.💛

(y/n)fan10 MAN I NEED A FRIENDSHIP LIKE THEIRS ASAP 💀

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(yourusername) thank you for your warm welcome comic con!! being able to watch the movie with you guys was so special! but now i gotta go show my love to my other very special project who is here at this convention 🤯 🤯 so for now, LFG!!! ❤️⚔💛

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(y/n)fan11 OH MY GOD- WAIT- TIME OUT- IS SHE TALKING ABOUT ‘THE BOYS’?!?

jessietusher OH YEAH!! LFG! ❤️💛

karlurban 👀👀

(y/n)fan8 WAIT WHAT- GUYS IT’S HAPPENING

(y/n)fan12 I WILL GET YOU THAT NECKLACE, I GOT YOU BABYGIRL!! 😏

jack_quaid YOU PLAYED THE WHOLE MOVIE?!? WITHOUT ME?!? 😡😡

(yourusername) I HAD NO CONTROL IM SORRY 😔

(y/n)fan9 I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL JACK 🥺 GETTING INTO HALL H IS SO DIFFICULT 😭😭

toni.starr congratulations, honey!! but don’t you ever forget to come back home for some REAL SUPERHEROES 😂❤️💛

(yourusername) SHHHHH!!! 🤫🤫

(y/n)fan2 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!?

(y/n)fan13 NEW GWEN CONTENT?!? SIGN ME UP ✍️

vancityreynolds WHY WAS THOR CRYING??! 😰😰

(yourusername) i wish i knew, marvel jesus 😔

(y/n)fan5 AHH I LOVE THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO MUCH 😭

lazofficial congratulations, y/n!! ❤️💛

tomercapone congrats, ma poupée!! so excited to go see it with karen later this weekend :) NOW COME GIVE US SOME LOVE TOO 🥺

[ma poupée = my doll]

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(yourusername) OH WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK BABY!! 💪💪 i'm so happy to be back with these crazy motherfuckers 😭 it is never a dull moment when hanging out with these guys! i'm so grateful to be back, playing gwendolyn blake is always so much fun (especially when she is such a badass 🙂). season five is going to be phenomenal and i can't wait to begin working with these silly guys again- peace out goofballs 🖖 @theboystv_ @primevideo_

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vancityreynolds SOMEWHERE IN THE HAZE GOT A SENSE I'D BEEN BETRAYED 😒

(yourusername) IM SORRY MJ 🙏🙏 but i must retire my marvel gig :(

(y/n)fan14 i love how y/n's nickname for ryan is 'marvel jesus' (also- love him for that lovely taylor reference)💀

karenfukuhara YESSS I'VE MISSED MY BEST FRIEND SO MUCH 💕

(yourusername) I'M MISSED MY BESTIE SO FREAKIN' MUCH 💋

(y/n)fan2 UGHHH WHY CAN'T I HAVE A FRIENDSHIP LIKE THAT 😭 😭

karlurban good to have you back, kid 👏👏

(yourusername) awww, missed you too karli 😉🤍🤍

toni.starr i see your back from earth-616 😯. it was nice to see ya again, honey 💜💜

(yourusername) ah yes, it was a very weird vacation 🤨 but it is good to back, ant :) 💛💛

jensenackles oh my gosh, that's me ☝!!

(yourusername) oh sorry, i meant to cut you out 🙂

jensenackles 😐

karlurban 😜

erinelairmoriarty AHH IM SO HAPPY YOU'RE BACK 🥰

(yourusername) I MISSED YOU SO MUCH MY LOVE 😘😘

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✧.* author's note: thank u for reading!! please feel free to request any other ideas that u would like to see ^_^ - ava ❤ *.✧

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

justjust hear me out. hear me out okay. surprising jack at the freaky tales premiere, or showing up at the hotel the cast were staying in. reader and jack hadn't seen each other for almost a month just a SUPER fluffy reunion. and maybe even pedro making fun of them a lil

It's a little short, I have to get the hang of writing for jack 😮‍💨BUT I hope you like it:)

Reunited - Jack Champion x Fem!Reader

Summary: You surprise your boyfriend at his movie's afterparty.

Y/N: I have a few Jack requests, which I WILL get to, but I'd like to keep my Tumblr as Scream-related as possible, so I'll sprinkle them in every now and then:)

Jack had been gone for a month promoting Freaky Tales. It’s the longest you’d gone without seeing each other, and it wasn’t easy. You tried to make plans to fly out to see him, but your school schedule was just too crazy. You had to settle for the late-night phone calls, but you didn’t care, as long as you got to talk to him.

When you found out at the last minute that your exam date had been moved, you wanted to call Jack and make plans to come see him. It would only be a couple days, but you wanted to spend that time with him. After thinking about it, you decided to surprise him instead.

You reached out to his manager and started to set up the plans. He sent you the itinerary for the day of the premiere, and after checking flights, you realized that you’d never make it in time for the movie, but you could surprise him at the after party.

Once you landed in LA, you quickly ran to the airport bathroom to change from comfy clothes to a dress and fix your makeup. Fortunately, your hair held up during the flight, so that was one less thing to worry about.

You felt like your body was tingling as you made your way to your Uber, knowing that you were in the same city as him giving you butterflies. You checked your phone to see a text from Jack, saying that he’d already walked the red carpet and that the movie was about to start, and how much he loved you. You smiled at the text as the driver was making small talk.

You also had a text from his manager, telling you to go in through the side door of the venue down the street from the theater once you arrived. Some of the press had moved to the venue for post-movie interviews, and you knew he was going to get held up in that.

A little over an hour later, your phone started to ring in your purse. You pulled it out to see Jack’s goofy picture on the screen.

“Hey, babe. How was it?” you asked, the excitement in your voice making him smile.

“It was amazing. I’m heading to the afterparty now, but I just wanted to tell you that I love you,” he said, as Pedro was in the background roasting him for the sappiness.

“Hey, I haven’t seen her in so long,” you heard Jack say to him, but you started giggling when Pedro responded to him with kissing noises.

“This guy’s giving me shit. I’ll call you later tonight, okay baby?” he said, laughing as he spoke.

“Okay, be safe,” you said, as it took everything in you to not tell him you were there.

You started to look around the reception area and saw the place card on the table with Jack’s name on it, and noticed your name was on the seat beside his. You smiled when you saw it, so thankful that his manager was able to pull this off in such short notice. You soon saw someone from his team walk in, she was smiling as she made her way towards you.

“Hey! He’s outside, but he’ll be in soon!” she said, looking you over. “You look great!”

“Thank you,” you said, looking towards the front entrance. You were starting to get nervous, and she picked up on it.

“I’m going to take you over to this private room, and I’ll bring him to you after he’s done with his interview,” she said, smiling as she led you there. “I think it’s sweet that you came here for him. He’s really been missing you.”

“I’ve been missing him, too,” you said, “I don’t want him to rush, but he needs to hurry up.”

She laughed at your joke before walking out of the room, leaving you on the sofa as you waited. You kept checking your phone, and after fifteen minutes, Pedro walked into the room. He put his finger up to his mouth, signaling for you to be quiet.

“Hey, Jack!” he yelled; you heard your boyfriend’s footsteps as he got closer to the room.

“What’s up-“ Jack said, before noticing you sitting there. “Babe! I’m so happy to see you!”

You stood up as he walked over to you, your arms instinctively going around his neck as his lips connected with yours. His hands went around your waist as he lifted you off the floor.

“I thought you had your exam today?” he asked as he held you.

“It’s on Monday, so you get me for two whole days.”

He kissed you again before gently placing you back on your feet.

“You look so beautiful,” he said, taking in the appearance that you pulled together in the airport bathroom. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“I thought the surprise would be more fun,” you laughed a little, as his eyes looked into yours.

“It’s the best surprise ever,” he said, grabbing your hand in his.

“If you guys want to make out, get it out of your system before we’re sitting at the dinner table,” Pedro said, making you blush as Jack rolled his eyes.

He placed a few more pecks to your lips, before he led you out to join the rest of the party.

[ladymarycrawley]

Happy birthday amore mio - John Stones

Felt like writing this little thing that came to my head tonight, hope you like it 💕

Warnings: pregnancy with a lot of sarcasm and fluffiness

Tag list: @masonxomount @johnstonesfc @prideofpd

Having John in your life felt so good and you wanted nothing but the best for him, especially on the yearly occasion of his birthday.

You always seized the moment to make him feel loved. He was the centre of your world.

This year, the moment was particularly good as his birthday fell after the Premier League parade and had a few days off before embarking on the adventure of the Euros.

After having celebrated in Manchester, you wasted no time and went to the seaside, to the breathtaking Amalfi coast where you could relax and take in all those amazing landscapes. It was literally like paradise on Earth, as your days went by between chilling at the beach and strolls around the historic centers of those small but picturesque cities. The fact that it felt as if nobody knew you were there nor who you were felt even more perfect as you could go around almost unnoticed and act like a normal couple on holiday: holding hands, kissing each other whenever you felt like doing so, bickering like an old couple. It all felt so perfect and the little secret you had been carrying for the past days was about to top it all: you were pregnant with your first child and you wanted to wait until the 28th to announce it to John.

To be honest, it was rather difficult sometimes to hide it because you wanted to shout it to him, but you held on for the sake of the surprise you were planning. 

There were days where you would have eaten every food that passed under your nose, even the smell of it was enough to make your mouth water and some others where the last thing you wanted was eating and you crossed your fingers in the hope not to throw up, as it would surely have turned your boyfriend's suspicions on.

“What's wrong? Why don't you drink your usual glass of white wine?” He asked, raising his eyebrows while you were at dinner the night before his birthday. You couldn’t throw all of it in the air, you had to stay calm and keep acting as if nothing happened.

You could have waited until midnight so it was already the day of his birthday, sticking therefore to your original plan. You only had to wait a bit longer, making that dinner last as long as possible. 

“I haven't been drinking for a few days now, Sherlock”

“Yeah but when we're out for dinner, in such places, you always drink wine…it's more sophisticated” He explained, quoting what you said to him once he took you to a posh restaurant on one of your first dates.

“I know but it's been kind hot these days so I need to drink water, it's more refreshing”

John kept on staring into your eyes, even when he brought the glass to his lips to take a sip of his wine. He knew you were hiding something but didn't know what exactly.

You tried to change the topic by trying to talk about what you would have done the next day, distracting your boyfriend for a moment.

Another suspicious look was thrown at you when your eyes fell on a young couple carrying their newborn child in the stroller. You cooed and your eyes got teary almost immediately: the image of John pushing the stroller with your baby sleeping in it, his strong arms all veiny due to the effort he was doing…God you were horny too now, great.

John’s look was somehow puzzled as he couldn’t figure out what was going on with you.

“It's the second time today you react like that when seeing a baby…are you okay?”

“Yes, they're so cute when they're that small with their tiny clothes on” You gushed, making your boyfriend giggle.

“Is that a cute way to ask me to put a baby in you?”

Not necessary dear, you already did that.

You almost gorged on the water you were drinking and smiled.

“No thank you”

“Babe, you called me daddy in a square full of people this morning and it's something we usually keep secret, don't act all shy now”

“I didn't shout it, I whispered it in your ear, that's different”

“Your whisper was anything but shy”

“Erm can we just order our food now? I'm starving”

“Bet you are, you felt nauseous all day and skipped lunch”

“It must have been the boat trip we went on, it wasn't so relaxing as they described it”

“Speak for yourself, it was amazing”

“Yeah I know, you almost fell asleep on my legs”

“It means it was relaxing”

You rolled your eyes, trying to make eye contact with the waiter to make him come and take your order.

When you ordered your food, you hoped they would have taken a bit longer than usual to prepare it as it would have helped you wait for midnight.

In the meanwhile you couldn’t help but stare at John who looked especially good that night, in his ivory linen shirt loosely fitted thanks to the couple of undid buttons on the front that let you look at his chest.

“You're so handsome tonight” You smiled, stroking his hand over the table.

He smiled back, moving his finger in circular motions over your skin.

“Thank you but only tonight?”

You rolled your eyes. “Especially tonight”

“You're quite hot as well” He said in a husky voice, bringing your hand towards his lips to kiss the back of it. You would have taken him there and then if it wasn't you were in a public place...

Suddenly a brilliant idea struck you in the middle of the dinner, distracting you from your hormones, and got up, pretending to go to the toilet. You found a waiter and asked him for something similar to a birthday cake, explaining to him it would have been your boyfriend's birthday in less than two hours.

You got back kind of excited but tried to keep it cool, finishing what was left on your plate.

“You're almost a birthday boy” You sang, smiling widely to John who was trying to act as if he wasn't the birthday boy you were referring to.

“Who? Me?”

“Yes, you dumbass”

“Hey that's not nice”

“You should know I show my love for you by not being nice”

“You're definitely a weirdo”

“You chose me”

“Think I've made the wrong choice”

“OI!” You kicked him under the table, making him yelp.

You tried to act normally when you saw the time on your phone: 23:30.

“Do you already have three wishes you'd like to make at midnight?”

“Yeah the first one is to get rid of you”

“You're so nice, that's why I love you”

“And sarcastic”

“Yep, that makes two of us”

“I don't know, I'm boring I always ask for the same things”

“You're not boring, it means you know what matters in life”

“That's a mature definition for boring?”

“You're annoying, not boring”

“Okay, I won't put a baby in you then”

“You're not mature for your age and you should be”

When there were 5 minutes left to midnight and you saw the waiter carrying the plate with the small cake, you got up to cover his eyes with your hands, signalling him it was time for the surprise. 

“What -”

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear John” You started singing and, once you were done, you took your hands away and kissed his cheek before letting him realise he had in front of him a mini cake with a candle waiting to be blown off.

He was laughing as he didn't expect such a surprise.

“Thank you baby”

“Happy birthday, amore mio” You gently kissed him on the lips before sitting back in front of him.

“I have another surprise for you. Do you want to see it now?”

John stopped licking the whipped cream off his finger and gave you an unmistakable look.

“Are you really thinking about stripping down for me right here?"

“No, silly, it's not that kind of surprise” You took an envelope out of your bag and placed it on the table.

John raised an eyebrow and looked at the white paper thing.

“What's that?”

“Your surprise” You said in a tone as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

John took it, curious but suspicious at the same time and tried to feel it before opening it.

His heart beat faster than ever when he took in his hands what was an ultrasound, and looked at you. Then he took a letter you wrote to him that contained a simple but meaningful sentence: Happy birthday to the most handsome and silly daddy ever (in all senses).

The envelope was now empty but you took the last hint out of your bag: a tiny, lovely onesie which looked like a dress with the Three Lions badge on.

John couldn’t believe his eyes and bit on his lower lip not to cry.

“That's why you didn't want me to put a baby in you” He laughed through those happy tears watering his face.

You smiled and got up to kiss him.

“And that's why I haven't been drinking any alcohol” You placed a gentle kiss against his forehead.

John kissed you and instinctively brushed his hand over your covered belly.

“I know you like to keep these things private, but we had a room just for the two of us here, so I thought it would have been okay”

John nodded and kissed both your cheeks.

“So we're having a girl?”

You nodded, telling him about how you found it out and what month you were in. 

“The chances it's a girl are high and the doctor almost confirmed it”

“I'm so so happy, we have to celebrate! Let's go back to the hotel, can't wait to cuddle my girls”

“Erm your bigger girl has some needs, urgent needs”

“You have to pee? Some weird cravings?”

“I have a craving but it's not a weird one…it's a 6ft tall craving, looking so good I'd like to have a bite…”

John blushed and helped you out of the restaurant, squeezing your butt.

“Let's see what can I do for my bigger and horny lady…”

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you can do one where female reader and jenna are interviewing and at some point they start staring intensely and jenna kisses the reader knowing that jenna wanted to keep the fans informed about their relationship while the reader didn't because she's very shy ? ;)

thank you!

Shy Love

Word count: 2.0K

Summary: request above

Warnings: none

Pairing: Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader

Ughhh this was so cute to write! I hope y’all like it!🤍✨

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Your first ever role as an actress was a blast, you didn’t expect all the fame that came with it and most particularly all the love from fans and from one person in particular. Jenna Ortega. You two had met on set of her new series “Wednesday”. You portrayed one of the member of nightshade and even though you were a side character you still got some importance and some recognition for the role you portrayed. You have always admired that girl, and even though you two didn’t really know each other at first, when you shot your first scene together you started spending more time together and grew real close.

You would spend a lot of time in her trailer at night after the recordings finished and you two had grown really intimate with each other. She would snuggle up to you and viceversa, you eventually developed some feelings for her and even though you were too shy to admit them, you didn’t have to because she was the first one to kiss you. From that day on you got together and started out your relationship together. She had been pushing a lot to make your relationship public, but no one knew you a lot yet, you were afraid of being judged by her fans so you always asked her to not make it public just yet, at least wait until people knew you better, and she always respected your decision.

Fast forward to today, you were going on your first premiere ever. The show had been out for about a week now, of course everyone had already binge watched it a lot of times. You and Jenna were about to leave her apartment and you stood nervously in the hall as you waited for Jenna. “Honey are you almost done? The premiere starts soon! You don’t want to be late right?” You called for her nervously, and you heard her laugh from the other room before catching up to you. Your jaw immediately dropped as you saw her coming out of her room, god she looked gorgeous. Of course she was wearing her black outfit with the black thin veil on her head. “Wow… you look-“ you put your hands on her waist as you gently pulled her close to you. “You look amazing” she smiled at your comment, gently biting her own lip as she looked at you as well.

“Have you seen yourself? You’re like, the most stunning person I’ve ever seen. No wonder why you’re my girlfriend” she said putting her hands on her cheek. That made you blush a lot and in this position you couldn’t look away. She loved making you blush. You were wearing a white top with a black skirt, nothing too elegant as you weren’t the protagonist of the night, your girlfriend was. Not that you minded that, you weren’t one for attentions. “Come on let’s go” she took your hand as you headed to the door “Jenna wait,” you stopped and she turned around to look at you, brows furrowed in confusion. “We’re not… gonna go public tonight, right?” You asked, fidget with your own fingers in anxiety and looking worried.

“Honey…” Jenna said, once again walking closer to you and taking your hand gently. “We’ll have to eventually-“ you interrupted her soon enough “I know that Jenna, but please, not today..” she looked at you with pleading eyes, which only led you to talk again “it’s the first time they see me, it’s the first time people want to interview me and I’m already nervous for this, please just let’s not add to it with going public. No one knows me well and-“ your girlfriend interrupted you again, seeing you were about to panic. “Babe, calm down” she squeezed your hand, making you look at her “we’re not gonna go public, okay? I get it that you’re nervous but really the interviews are not a big deal, you’ll get used to it” she smiled and you nodded having calmed down a bit. Shen pulled you in for a sweet kiss before heading to the premiere, in two different cars as to not get noticed too much.

When you arrived, of course you didn’t get much recognition, having portrayed a side character, but there was still a small group of people that loved you and that yelled in admiration when you got out of the car. If you wanted to get used to this, you knew you’d had to stop being shy and get used to all of this. However at some point everyone else started arriving too, and you went and said hi to them with a small hug, including your girlfriend as you didn’t want to draw too much attentions on the two of you. Then, you decided to stop by a few people and talk with them, take photos with them so that you’d get used to it. However, all of you got soon called to the carpet to start taking pictures. You didn’t know how to pose, but you followed everyone else and eventually posed. You were standing right behind Jenna and all you wanted to do was turn her around and kiss her.

Eventually after the pictures with all of us were taken, we were split up for single photos. “(Y/N) over here please!” This sentence kept ringing in your ears the whole time, people wanted to take photos with you and you didn’t know where to look, but eventually ended up posing for the cameras like you were supposed to and looking in different cameras for each pictures. This was all too overwhelming for you, the confusion, the too many people. You didn’t like this one bit. This is why after the last Photo Booth you quickly ran backstage, trying to calm down your nerves. You drank a whole bottle of water and fixed your hair as you tried to breathe slower, but it was getting hard.

“Hey Jen, have you seen (Y/N)? Journalists have been looking for her but she’s not around” Emma asked her when she saw Jenna finish up with her interview. Of course the cast crew knew about the relationship and also knew that you wanted to keep private, so she talked quietly. “The last time I saw her she was on the carpet taking pictures, isn’t she there?” She replied her own questions after looking over at the carpet and seeing no one. “I’ll go check backstage” Emma nodded at her statement and watched as Jenna went backstage. She did find you, but you were in the middle of a panic attack.

“(Y/N)? Hey, calm down love” she said walking over to you as she took your face in her hands, making you look at her as she saw the panicked tears in your eyes. “What’s wrong?” She asked quietly. She hated seeing you like this, it didn’t happen often. You were too panicked to even talk to her so she started whispering sweet nothings to you and trying to calm you down, all while the journalists were looking for you outside. “Do you feel like you can talk to me now? It’s okay if you can’t” she reassured you, but eventually you managed to talk. “Jen this is too much for me, there are too many people, I don’t know how to act, it’s so strange and different for me I don’t know how to deal with it” you started, this whole time Jenna kept a hand on your cheek, gently caressing it to calm you down.

“Love I completely understand how you feel… my first time to a premiere was like this too. I know how to help you” she said and gave you a small smile as she fixed your make up that had smeared with the crying. “Now we’re gonna go back outside together. If you get called for interviews I’ll make them with you. I won’t leave you alone okay? I’ll be there the whole time.” She suggested. It took you a while, but eventually you accepted and went with her, holding hands until you were completely outside, people started cheering for the both of you again. “Can you handle it?” She asked nicely and you nodded, taking a deep breath as you went for your first ever interview.

“Well good Evening (Y/N)! You look gorgeous!” The interviewer said. You were aware that interviews at premieres were like this, but hearing the words directed at yourself was very much different. You blushed and smiled brightly as the interviewer made compliments to Jenna too. “Thank you so much, it’s nice being here” you said smiling as you looked around. “And it’s nice having you here! Am I right saying this is your first ever interview as an actress and on set with THE Jenna Ortega?” The woman asked. She was being very nice, you were quite comfortable with her questions. “Yes this is my first ever interviews. I have to say that I didn’t expect all this recognition but it’s really nice actually. It was also my first time on a tv show set, but it was amazing. Everyone was amazing, too. I made really good friends with everyone, especially with Jenna” you said looking at her who was now at your side. You stared at her briefly, glancing from her eyes to her lips and viceversa.

“She’s become kind of like my best friend, that is” you said as you turned back to the interviewer. “She is the nicest person I ever met I have to say” she smiled at your words and stared at you back in awe. “You said you didn’t expect this much recognition right? How is that?” The woman asked. “Well, I’ve never acted in my life before the show and even if I portrayed a side character, the experience taught me a lot. Usually side characters don’t get loved a lot, but mine did and it’s lovely because that means that I did a great job, and I’m so proud of that and of what that made me” you nodded as you spoke your words. The interview continued for a while more and the woman started asking more personal questions.

“So, people here want to know, are you in a relationship with anyone at the moment? Because a lot of fans have been simping over you and they want to know” the question made you blush and stare at Jenna. You didn’t know how to reply to that and you smiled awkwardly. “Well uh- it’s…” you looked at Jenna once again, who eventually came into the view of the camera and kissed you softly, caressing your cheek. After a while she pulled back and you looked down embarrassed. “Yes, she’s in a relationship. With me if you didn’t understand that” Jenna said right after the kiss. the interview finished like that as you heard the fans around you scream and cheer in excitement. Your cast members were happy as hell too. Jenna being the happiest of them all as you had turned as red as a tomato

When the night was over you two stepped in the same car and the autist started driving you towards your shared apartment. “Jen you’re so freaking crazy!” You told her as you laughed and jokingly pushed her shoulder. She looked at you with nothing but love. “Well I made you less nervous didn’t I?”

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Bright Lights - Timothée Chalamet X Female Reader

Title: Bright Lights

Timothée Chalamet X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Zendaya (Mentioned), Denise Villeneuve (Mentioned), Cynthia: your manager (Mentioned), Jody: the interviewer, and your adoring fans (Mentioned)

Requested by: Anon!

WC: 2,363

Warnings: Reader is mentioned wearing a dress, celebrity Reader, Reader is mentioned to have anxiety, nicknames, secret relationship, slightly suggestive, very small angst, and fluff

Your eyes were closed, your breathing slow and deep as you concentrated on your said breathing. You fiddled with the fabric of your attire, a black dress that you were wearing for the red carpet premiere of ‘Dune: Part 2.’ You had played the lead alongside Zendaya and Timothée - your boyfriend. Well, secret boyfriend. You both treasured privacy and liked to keep both your private life and life in the limelight separate. This had been something you both wanted, and so far it had been working out pretty well for the both of you. 

Yes, there had been times when the tabloids would assume and make assumptions about the two of you; digging way too deep into the relationship and scrutinizing the simplest of paparazzi photos. It was stressful, as it was for any celebrity couple, but you both got through it; it helped to communicate and talk things out when one or the other was upset by anything. But you'd deal with all the stress and paparazzi over and over again if it meant that you were with Timothée. He made everything worth it. 

Letting out one more breath, you flickered open your eyes and stepped out of the car as the door opened. The roaring and the screaming from the many, many fans seemed to be coming from everywhere as you stood up. They rushed to the rope, arms reaching out, holding things for you to sign or pictures to take. You gave them all your best smile, thanking them and signing as many autographs before you were sent to the carpet. 

Going to your first interviewer, you gave the young woman a smile before she spoke, "Y/N, it is so lovely to meet you, my name is Jody, and I'd just like to start out by saying that I love your dress." She complimented, making your smile widen. 

"Thank you! I love your outfit too." You replied, seeing Jodi was wearing a simple black suit. Clasping your hands before you, you held onto your bag tightly, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. 

"Thank you!" She gushed before getting into the real questions, "Do you mind telling me who made this particular outfit tonight?"

Clearing your throat lightly, you spoke, "Well," You began thoughtfully, looking at your dress. "The dress was made for me by Valentino, and I just have to thank them for doing such an amazing job. I was stunned when I first saw it." You answered, “The jewelry and bag is Gucci, and my shoes are also Valentino.” Jody seemed impressed, nodding her head slightly before she went into her next question.

"How did you get cast into the movie, if you don't mind me asking?" She asked, and you felt yourself become more at ease. 

"My manager called me up one day and told me that Denis wanted me to come in for auditions. Cynthia, my manager, never told me what it was for, though I did have a feeling that it might’ve been for the second Dune movie. But it seemed that I did a good job since I was cast." You let out a small laugh, and Jody gave you a smile and a nod, bringing the mic back over to her.

"So, Denis Villeneuve specifically asked you to be in his movie?" She asked, bringing the mic back over to you.

You nodded, shifting your weight slightly, "Yes, he had told me once when we were filming for ‘Dune: Part 2’ that he loved my work in the ‘Transformers’ series and ‘Barbie.’" Your lips quirked upwards into a grin. It was simply phenomenal working on the movie with Denis and the rest of the cast. And I feel very honored to have had the chance to be a part of this, honestly, groundbreaking movie."

"That's amazing, I love those movies, and I have no doubt you are incredible in this movie as well." Jody spoke, "So, I wanted to bring up a little something." Her words made your stomach twist unsurely, you knew what was coming, "There have been rumors that you and Timothée Chalamet are involved in some way, and I'd just like to ask if that rumor is true?"

You could feel your cheeks grow hot, as your eyes glanced down the carpet, seeing Zendaya and Timothée further down. You couldn't help but let your eyes wander over Timothée, wearing a black baggy top, and silver shiny pants. Zendaya wore an amazing robotic-eeque suit, which was mighty impressive. And Timothée looked absolutely handsome, the lights of the multiple cameras flashing as he smiled with Daya by his side.

You let out an awkward, breathy laugh, turning back to the interviewer, "Well, we're just really good friends. Timothée has been my biggest supporter through everything, the same goes for Zendaya, and I feel really lucky to have worked alongside them in this movie." You said as professionally as you could as Jody gave you and nodded in thanks before you were asked to go to your first mark.  

Standing before the flashing cameras and paparazzi yelling out your name, you posed and looked at the many cameras as best as you could. Your eyes burned from the constant flashing but your smile never wavered. You had been doing this for a long time, so you were pretty used to it. You were snapped out of your thoughts though when you felt a familiar hand wrap around your waist. Your faux camera-ready smile quickly turned into a real one when you looked over to see Timothée, already looking down at you. His green eyes were soft as they took you in, and you felt yourself melt under his gaze as he gave you a soft, loving smile. 

"Hi, Timmy," You greeted your boyfriend, leaning in more toward him subconsciously, hoping he could hear you over all of the people; you felt his grip on you tighten.

"Hello, mon amour," He muttered, his voice deep. His eyes flickered to the cameras, then back to you, "I've missed you," He then said, and you looked up at him once more, giving him a smirk with a small tilt of your head as your eyes glanced from his eyes, to his hair, and back. You had to suppress the urge to run your fingers through his hair. But, you know that you'd have him all to yourself after the premiere was over.

Timothée was feeling ever-so-much the same, the urge to just lean down and kiss you was strong. His hands itched to pull you close, press against your body, and kiss every inch of skin that you could offer until the world fell away. But Timothée had to hold off on doing anything of the sort. He felt his smile widen, his eyes gazing from your eyes, the soft slope of your nose, and down to the smile on your face. He loved your smile. Your smile was breathtaking. He couldn't believe that he was dating you. You. He was so in love with you. He felt so lucky to get to wake up and see you beside him, to share his moments with you, to just be with you. He had no difficulty imagining spending the rest of his life with you.

"We saw each other no more than four hours ago, Timmy," You laughed lightly, breaking him from his thoughts of you as you felt your cheeks heat up from his intense gaze.

Timothée only returned your smirk, “And I’ve been missing you the moment we left the hotel," He turned back to face the cameras, looking like a complete natural. You felt your heart skip a beat at his comment, admiring the way he looked as he smiled at the cameras. You were so proud of him. You felt his hand tighten once more on your waist, his thumb brushing against the soft fabric as he waved to the many cameras with his other hand, "I'll see you inside?" He asked, and you gave him a nod.

"As always," You watched as he looked down at you once more before slipping his arm from your waist and taking your hand in his. Raising your hand to his lips, Timothée kept his beautiful green eyes locked on yours as he pressed a lingering kiss to the back of your hand; leaving you breathless. Reluctantly, he let go, your hand dropping back to your side as he headed to his mark. He got his kiss, and you got yours.

Letting out a happy sigh, you knew there were going to be rumors, tabloids, and whatever else talking about what had transpired but you didn't care. You were just content with having Timothée with you tonight, even for a little while. You could still feel the warmth that his arm had left, and it gave you butterflies in your stomach. You knew when this was all over, you’d be with him again, cuddled in your hotel room, and you couldn’t wait.

Finally, you made it inside the theater, finding Timothée and sitting down beside him. He quickly turned his head when he felt you sit down, giving you that stunning smile of his. You returned the gesture happily, your heart swelling at just the sight of him. As the lights dimmed and the many celebrities around hushed, you felt Timothée's hand land on your thigh; your hand swiftly moved over to cover his. You bit your lip lightly as you let the soft pad of your thumb brush over his knuckles, he then interlocked his fingers with yours just as the film began to play. The intro music echoed throughout the theater, and the first scene began to play out.

How did you get so lucky?

Around more than halfway through the movie, your eyes began to droop. Your head fell to the side and landed on Timothée's shoulder. You tried to fight it, you really did, but you were tired and slightly overwhelmed by the paparazzi and flashing cameras. Timothée turned his head slightly, his nose brushing the crown of your head, a small smile on his face as he gently squeezed your hand.

"I'll wake you when it's over," He whispered to you, gently rubbing his thumb against your wrist, and you hummed quietly in response, "Go to sleep, sweetheart."

You slowly nodded, letting your eyes flutter close. How did he get so lucky?

~~~

When you opened your eyes, you frowned deeply, confused. You sat on your bed, phone in hand, on Tumblr. You looked around your hotel room, saw your TV playing some YouTube video, your clock on your bedside table read ten in the morning, and the sun was sitting high in the sky outside. You felt your shoulders drop, a deep breath falling out between your lips. You dropped your phone onto the mattress, rubbing your tired eyelids with the palms of your hands before you looked around your bedroom. 

You were a bit confused, not remembering how you got into bed in the first place. You shut your eyes as you tried to remember the night before, remembering the premiere, but the memories from that event were blurry. It was hard to tell if you actually went to the premiere or if it was all a dream. Such large and public events were a bit stressful for you, and you often had to sleep the overwhelming sense of anxiety away before you could function properly. 

But as you opened your eyes, you brought your gaze to the closet door, you spotted the garment bag that hung there; you could see your tan dress inside through the sheer fabric of the bag. Sweeping your gaze back around your room again, you spotted Timothée’s black premiere shirt draped over the hotel room chair; his black shoes were next to your heels by the closet. You sighed heavily, running your hands through your hair. It wasn't a dream, you had gone to the premiere. You knew that your anxiety sometimes caused you to forget details from these big and stressful events, and the more you sat there, the more you began to remember the events of the night before.  

Letting out a small sigh of relief, you turned your attention to the other side of your bed, frowning slightly as Timothée wasn't there. Before you got out of bed to get ready for the day, your eyes spotted a small pink sticky note on Timothée's bedside table. Reaching over, you pulled the sticky note from the wooden surface, your small frown turning upside-down at the sight of Timothée's handwriting. 

'I got a call from my manager, I didn't want to disturb you. Ordering breakfast whenever you’re ready. Forever yours, T.'

Kicking off the hotel covers, you felt your stomach rumble at the mere thought of food. With a smile, you jumped from the bed and slipped out of the room, your eyes immediately spotting Timothée as he lightly paced around the main area of the hotel suite, phone to his ear as he spoke to his manager. You leaned against the doorway, crossing your leg over the other, your arms crossing as you smiled; watching as Timothée's eyes darted to where you stood, his expression changing instantly as he gave you a second glance. 

His face softened as soon as you smiled at him, pausing his pacing, unable to look away from you. Timothée finished whatever he was saying to his manager before hanging up the phone and walking towards you, "Good morning, mon amour," He greeted, stopping in front of you as he tucked your hair behind your ear and cupped your cheek with one of his hands, dipping down slightly to press a loving kiss to your lips, "Sleep well?"

You hummed softly, nodding your head, "Very much so, yes." You replied, pressing your hand against his hand on your cheek, his skin warm and soft under your fingertips.

He chuckled softly, pulling away from your touch and taking your hand in his, leading you backward into the suite. "Ready for breakfast then?"

"Absolutely," You nodded, your chest warming from the overwhelming happiness and adoration that you were feeling, "I'm starving."

---

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08/14-15/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Con O'Neill; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Madeleine Sami; Rachel House; Kristian Nairn; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Ruibo Qian; Dominic Burgess; Fan Spotlight: Our Flag Means Fanfiction; BearNecessities OFMD Affirmation Cards; Love Notes;

== Con O'Neill ==

It's Con's birthday! He's on his way to San Jose for the next GalaxyCon and sending some thank yous for all the birthday wishes! Happy birthday sir!

There's also a birthday video, but I ran out of video space! Thank you to @thedowneyheart for uploading it to tumblr! Visit them here!

Also Samba sent some love Con's way!

Img Sources: Con's Instagram / Samba's Instagram Stories

== David Jenkins ==

I forgot to include this last time! Our buddy Jemaine is asking everyone to watch the new episode of Time Bandits that he wrote that came out on Apple TV on the 14th! Chaos dad's on it! Are you? (I'm late watching them).

And today he reposted one of our favorite messages:

Source: David Jenkins' Twitter

== Rhys Darby ==

Rosie posted some super cute family pictures! Apparently Theo's been making donuts!

They were also out at the new Rhett & Link' premier of Wonderhole! Is that a Spanish Jackie's shirt we see? 👀

Source: Rosie CD's Instagram Stories / Getty Images

= The Cryptid Factor Live =

One of our beyond amazing and kind crewmates @sconesfortea was so sweet to allow me to share their many photos and videos of Rhys and the Cryptid Boys! Please check out their tumble posts below for pure Cryptid Chaos! Yes that is Buttons doing the worm!

Part 1

Part 2

Source: @sconesfortea's Tumblr

== Madeleine Sami ==

Mads is sharing some love for some fam and a new video on Deadloch!

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A post shared by Prime Video AU & NZ (@primevideoaunz)

Source: Madeleine Sami's Instagram

== Rachel House ==

More BTS from Time Bandits and Rachel's episodes!

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A post shared by Rachel House (@rachelteaomarama)

Source: Rachel House's Instagram

== Kristian Nairn ==

Kristian's on his way to Galaxy Con San Jose as well!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

== Vico Ortiz ==

More OFMD S2 BTS from Vico on their patreon!!

Source: Vico's Patreon

== Samba Schutte ==

Woohoo! Samba's new romantic comedy Advanced Chemistry has been acquired by Good Deed Entertainment and will be released in theatres on Sept 3! Congrats Samba! Lots of love from the OFMD cast too! Deadline Article

Source: Samba's Instagram

== Nathan Foad ==

You guessed it-- Nathan's also on his way to GalaxyCon San Jose!

AND he found some old bts that he decided to share on his instagram stories.

Source: Nathan Foad's Instagram Stories

== Ruibo Qian ==

Our Pirate Queen apparently had some photos done-- but has laryngitis right now! Wishing you a swift recovery queen!

Source: Ruibo Qian's Instagram

== Dominic Burgess ==

Dominic is out with the Palm Royale crew, celebrating Jeff Toyne, a music nominee for the Television Academy!

Source: Dominic Burgess' Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

Another episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction this week in honor of Con's birthday! Several of our magnificent crewmates, hosted by @ringasunn! Check them out on their Linktree!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

== Bair Necessities Affirmation Cards ==

Tonight I'd like to add a new fan spotlight to the mix - OFMD Affirmation Cards by our lovely crewmate, Mik aka bairnecessities! She has been making OFMD and other fandom affirmation cards for a long time-- some of you may even own some of them or recognize them from David Jenkin's Instagram shares! Mik makes such gorgeous and uplifting artwork, and she was kind enough to allow me to share some of them and link to her work over the next few recaps. Please absolutely check her out on the various socials, there's such lovely, kind messages in all her spaces <3 Instagram / Twitter / Linktr.ee / Etsy

A couple selections from the Season 2 Deck:

She's also got a beautiful expansion deck that's just come out, featuring a lot of our favorite secondary characters from Season 2!

OH! And did I mention, she's going to be at GalaxyCon SanJose this weekend? You can actually pick up some of her new expansion decks there!

Source: BairNecessities Linktree

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies! Well here we are, going into Friday again! (Some of you are already there, hello folks from the future!) I truly hope this week has been kind to you. It's certainly been a busy one, and apparently full of birthdays! Con on the 15th, Taika on the 16th - and the weekend is looking even busier with GalaxyCon San Jose coming up! With David being so active as well, it's been nice to see so many people having a great time in the fandom again.

Whether it's jokingly mourning the loss of poor Doug LastName, or adding goofy ass horses to our favorite ofmd pictures-- it's been really heartwarming to see everyone having such a good time. This is what fandoms are for! To joke, and laugh, and have fun. Sometimes to be serious and talk meta too, and part of that is just getting to interact with each other, and play off each others strength and goofiness. I really am so fortunate to be a part of this fandom, it's nothing like I've ever experienced before, and it brings me a lot of hope and joy on dark days. You all play off each other in the best ways, and make this fandom so unique and fun, and even when things seem down, you find new ways to heal and rise again. I know I haven't been around as much lately, but I want you to know I'm still keeping an eye out, and you all are still some of the kindest, most brilliant, and fun people I've ever had the pleasure to meet. Keep shining lovelies, you're doing great out there with whatever you're dealing with.