#i haven't slept in. maybe 30 hours

[callmebrutus]

"dear friend..."

oscurucho/cucurujo and the eye watcher are shagging

im telling you

[monstergirlthighs]

Happy Birthday to the guy so babygirl he drove me to self shipping! Nobody is going to look at this so I refuse to put any more effort in <3

[https-chaos]

Honestly one of my favorite things about my weird brain is when I get something I call "The Words". It usually starts with getting excited about something, and suddenly I'm typing out a monster fic or putting together a research essay in a quarter of the time it normally takes.

Another thing I do when I have The Words is talk nonstop. If you're in the room you're listening to me. If you're my friend I'm texting you nonstop. If you follow me you already know I'm posting. The Words are coming and there's nothing I can do about it. Luckily my friends love me despite (or because of!) the sms essays they sometimes get at 2am.

I just have so much to say! My fingers fly across the keyboard and so many words fall out of my brain, it's such a magical feeling

[navramanan]

This settles it. I have to go to bed immediately after returning from terawih at the mosque

[fish-crow-star-snowman]

LaDS Zayne Imagine

Zayne x reader/mc

angst, fluff, pregnancy and labor

You had gone into labor before you knew it. Everything was planned and carefully organized for the big day that your little one would arrive.

No one is ever really READY though. Your excitement and nervousness was getting the best of you. While Zayne whom was often on the other side of that spectrum, calm and collected as ever, was quite the nervous wreck himself.

He'd been at work all day, not too busy. Regardless, he hated leaving you at home. Prayed in hopes that he would conveniently be home by the time you went in labor. His heart dropped receiving a call from the obstetrician gynecology department of the hospital.

"Dr.Zayne, your wife is in labor."

Throughout the months of the pregnancy, there were several talks with your obgyn about this being possibly high-risk. Every possible scenario surged through Zayne's head. During the whole experience, you often were met with doctor Zayne rather than what you needed the most, your partner.

The second the call hung up, he was quick to run to your side. He'd already given notice to his colleagues prior to your arrival just in case. He was almost always prepared. Almost.

His eyes gleamed upon seeing your already exhausted but seemingly relieved look. While he's obviously glad to see you're okay, his attention turns to the doctor, another colleague.

"How is she doing, Dr.Turner?"

"Oh Dr.Zayne, it's been a while! How have you been holding up?"

Silence sweeps the room for what felt like an eternity. Zayne clearly was not in the mood for a reunion. The doctor opting to answer his question instead.

"She is one centimeter dilated. No imposing risks so far. It's been smooth sailing. However she's not progressing nearly as fast as we would like.

"How long has she been here?"

"3 hours, sir."

"Why wasn't I called earlier.."

His tone deepens, irritation seeping from his obviously overworked body. The doctor stayed quiet, knowing the words 'too busy' wouldn't have been a good enough answer.

"My love, I tried calling you first but you didn't pick up. I remembered you had a 6 hour surgery this morning. I chose to call an ambulance instead. I'm sorry."

Guilt stung his chest. Of all hours of the day, why. He walked to your side and took your hands in his, pressing your fingertips to his lips and whispered.

"You always come first. No matter what."

His words were meaningful and for a moment you had the man you had been longing to have for months. It was short-lived however.

Like the doctor predicted, it was an unusually long process. You didn't dilate your second centimeter until 6 hours after your partner's arrival at your room. It's been about 30 hours of nonstop cycles of contractions. Unbeknownst to him, Zayne hasn't been making things easier.

Both of you were completely worn out, haven't ate or slept. Zayne's surgeon mode was still on and you were about to combust. Talks with the doctors about your condition like you weren't in the room, like you were just another one of his patients. Looking over your chart and giving demands to the nurses as if he were still working.

You knew he was trying his best to keep his composure for you. Making sure you were in the best health at all times and he was doing an amazing job. It didn't change the fact it was making you feel a little alone in this. What you needed was his hands on yours, telling you that you were going to be okay. That you can do this. A kiss to your forehead every now and again for reassurance maybe?

Nine centimeters. Finally. You were close to the end and soon you'd be holding the proof of yours and Zayne's love. At least it's what it should have been but you were at your breaking point. Zayne had his back towards you still keeping up conversations with nurses.

"Zayne!"

He tensed hearing your strained shout. He turned to look at you with that oh so familiar concerned gaze. Everything was quiet once again. All that was heard was the sound of the monitors beeping. It was your turn to feel guilty.

You closed your eyes briefly and sucked in a deep breath before holding out your hands for him to take. Understanding your gesture, he walks to your bedside crouching slightly to your eye level.

You fought hard to keep the tears from spilling out of your water line. You spoke in the softest tone possible, in hopes to forget how you just yelled at him.

"You are an amazing doctor and I couldn't ask for a better one these past few months." You paused for a moment, letting a tear shed your cheek and huffing another breath. "But I would like to have my husband for this.. please.."

His eyes widened at the implication of your words and letting out a soft gasp of realization.

He stands up finally relieving himself of his white coat he had been wearing since yesterday and removed his glasses to set on your bedside table. It showed how disheveled he was underneath. Hair was a mess, tie crooked from his constant fidgeting and tugging, and two buttons at the top of his shirt undone.

Zayne motions you to scoot down your bed a little, sitting behind you to cradle you with his strong legs on both sides of your body. His fingers traced the back of your arms before resting them on your shoulder and giving them a tight squeeze. Small kisses made their way from your shoulder to your neck.

Your body reacted immediately, letting loose the tension you didn't know you even had.

"I'm sorry." Zayne's voice a little shaky but gentle and clear nonetheless. "I'm sorry I've left you alone in this. It was never my intention. I love you so much." He repeats those same two words over and over.

While you can feel your gown dampen from his own tears, you can't help but smile. This. This is what you needed to relax. Before you could open your mouth to respond, the obgyn breaks the moment.

"Alright, ten centimeters dilated. Are you ready to start pushing?"

Zayne drops his hands to your side, signaling for you to take them into your own as support. Placing more kisses to the top of your head, he whispers reassurances. 'You've got this' 'You can do it' 'You're so strong'.

You have a tight grip on his wrist threatening to break his arm, but he didn't seem to care. If he could take all your pain, he would. Dilation was a tiring process, everything after seemed to flow rather quickly. The head, then shoulders, and finally legs.

Within seconds of the doctors clearing your baby's nasal passage, you and Zayne hear that oh so beautiful sound you had been waiting for. Before moving on any further, the baby was placed on your now naked chest. You admired every inch of your baby, in awe. Thick black hair sat on top of their small head. Eyes glowing hues of orange and green.

You have a Zayne mini me. Speaking of which, distracted by your own emotions, you forgot to see how your husband was hanging on. And it definitely wasn't like you expected, he wasn't saying anything but he didn't have to. His expression said enough. Your baby already had him wrapped around their finger.

His hand came to rest upon yours that was cradling the back of the baby's head. "Thank you for this new chapter in life you've given me, my jasmine."

"Congratulations Mr and Mrs. Li, it's a—"

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a/n: I never intended this to be a fic, it was just meant to be an idea for a better fic writer. one who writes more. It just rolled this way. however if anyone wants to use this, please do. Just give me a little credit ❤️

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 4 - "Do you even know what this means?"

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: G

Warnings: -

Tim stared at his family with pure exhaustion before letting out a sigh while covering his face with his hands because of the worried looks they were sending him after his long rant.

It had all started with a stupid school project. It was just supposed to be a stupidly simple school project. Did he think of the whole thing as the greatest nonsense project his school has ever come up with? Yes. Did he still do it? Yes. He needed the extra credits, because of some stupid meetings he had missed other projects which was the entire reason he took part in this one.

Maybe he should have tried buying his grade out of it like all the other snobbish rich kids but then he would feel guilty and the moment Alfred found out, he would have to life with the disappointed™ look. Something he really didn't want to deal with. So instead he took part in this stupid ancestry project his school had organized.

But when he had allowed the school to send in his DNA he certainly did not expect the result he got back. Because when he opened the email, he noted that it was addressed to someone named Danny Fenton not Tim Drake, he didn't even read the rest really. That should have been his first warning.

His second warning was when he had hacked into the that DNA testing facility to actually get his results back and then found a note on his data file about a near 100% DNA match to one Danny Fenton which caused them to assumed that Tim was Danny and just had sent in his DNA a second time after, he peaked through his finger onto the screen, 5 years. That should have been his second warning.

But no, Tim had actively ignored all the warnings and decided to dig into who this Danny Fenton was. Because there were so many possibilities of how they could match but only so little to explain the time difference between them sending in the DNA samples. For dear good Tim hoped to all things that there wasn't someone else to have attempted to clone him before Ra, no worse even, he hoped HE wasn't the clone in this situation.

Really he didn't want to add existential crisis to all the problems and cases he already had to deal with.

So what does one do best when they learn there was someone with nearly the same DNA you have? He looked that someone up. So that was what Tim did next. He had spent nights looking up anything he could find, summarizing all the information he found, branching off when he found other concerning stuff and then stewed in some frustration of the incompetence of some people when discovering other facts.

In the end Tim compiled all the data he had found into a 30 slides long power point. That he had presented to his family and was awaiting their reaction. Bruce had grunted earlier and the demon brat had huffed out something in between slight 25 and 26 earlier. Jason had muttered something right at the beginning and Dick had stayed quiet the entire time, so did Cass. Steph hadn't said a thing either and Duke looked just puzzled.

"Do you even know what that means?" Demon brat finally broke the silence, causing Tim's eye to twitch before aggressively pointing to his last slide still on the presenter.

"Yes, I do know what this means. I have listed all possibilities right here if you haven't noticed. And i explained possibility three, four and six on slide-"

"Replacement. I don't think that's what the brat means." Jason cut in and Tim glared at him.

"Timmy, when was the last time you slept?" Dick carefully asked and Tim directed his glare at him.

"I believe Master Timothy hasn't slept for about 72 hours now." Alfred added in with that disapproving stare of him and time looked away stubbornly. How was the amount of sleep he got relevant right now? There was a possibility of him being a clone or someone having cloned maybe even years before he started to follow B around as a kid with a camera.

Bruce let out a sigh and Steph appeared to try to hide a chuckle leaning on Cass shoulder. "He must be lacking sleep if he doesn't see the most obvious possibility considering the time line he presented on slide 18."

"Oh so, I am not the only one thinking he is missing another obvious possibility?" Duke asked and once more Tims eye twitched. Getting fed up with his family, Tim huffed and crossed his arms, glaring at them all.

"And what is it that I am obviously missing?"

"The screenshot of the mail you put in slide 3 stated that it's not a 100% match but 89%. In addition it stated in the last line a suspected possibility of a familiar relation. I am disappointed, Drake. That you would miss something this obvious."

"What?" Tim whirled around going to the slide to reread the mail.

"Considering that I am pretty sure, we don't have any sort of cloning case here Tim." Dick started his voice now slightly laced with Humor and Tim narrowed his eyes at his older brother over his shoulder. "You just discovered that you had a twin, that we probably still go to rescue."

Tim's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. He did not know what to say and before he could even catch up with what his brothers had said Alfred was already behind him pushing him towards the elevator.

"It is time for you to get some sleep Master Timothy. I am sure Master Bruce and the others will be perfectly able to handle the rest of the situation with the information you compiled. You can join them after you have rested."

[silentstyx]

bound by fate

sum! "percy asks his mortal girlfriend and she meets annabeth and the interaction of it all since the reader is pretty affectionate with percy and vice versa"

tw! guys annies kind of mean m sorry. also i made reader a tad jealous but like affectionate jealous heh. inner thigh grab. jealousy (reader and annabeth).

he was practically begging for the past week for you to meet his girl best friend, who also happened to be his ex. every time he asked you'd tell him you'd think about it, then that would be the end of it! for 30 minutes. then the process would repeat. it was every 30 minutes to two hours with the same questions: "did you think about it yet?", "so will ya?" "oh c'mon pretty girl, pleasee!" "don't ya love me?"

then as soon as it was the next day, he'd ask the original question over again. "do you wanna meet annabeth soon?" then the process repeats.

so you very quickly realized he wasn't gonna ask and then forget. that you had to give an answer soon, you also know that if you say no he'll be a bigger pain in the ass and constantly annoy you and ask you why and try to change your mind about it.

he came up to you right on schedule and asked again, "hi pretty lady... so remember that question i asked earlier that you said-"

you had finally had enough and cut off his question, "jesus perseus! yes. percy, i will meet annabeth. for the love of god...."

his eyes widened and their was a brightness in his expression that you haven't seen on him before.

he went to call annabeth and you groaned quietly, not looking forward to this. sure you've gone through their texts and he'd do anything you asked but you've always felt somewhat jealous of her? maybe it's because she had him first. don't know.

three days later, you meet up. she comes over to percy's apartment and you slept there that night so...

she walks in and you immediately look at her, she is gorgeous. how did percy fumble her, jeez.

"your his new girlfriend?" she says with an undertone of an attitude.

your brows immediately furrowed. you then heard what sounds like footsteps coming from the bedroom.

it was percy running to us because he heard annabeth.

"annabeth!" he exclaims, not running to hug her but it shows in his body language that he wants to.

she smiles, walking closer to him, "seaweed brains."

he smiles, resembling the smile of a golden retriever, "i missed you wise girl."

you can't help but grimace at the pet names for each other, which makes you subconsciously get closer to percy which reminds him why she's here in the first place. he wraps an arm around your back and places his hand on your hip.

"annabeth, this is my girlfriend, [reader]. [reader], this is my best friend, annabeth." percy introduces you two and you both subtly scowl at each other. you don't know why she already hates you, all you did was look at her when she walked in.

however, you're not just gonna take that lying down. you could somewhat tell that she was jealous of you. whether thats just because you're his girlfriend and she doesn't want her friend to be 'taken away' or because she's still into him.

so immediately you interlock fingers with percy and press your body into him more with a smug smile on your face. she forced a smile and sat down.

percy and annabeth were talking on the couch for a while and you were just on your phone next to percy, practically on his lap while they talked. you had your legs draped over his and a head leaning on his shoulder as you were on your phone. percy then moved around and to subtly apologize, he put his hand on your inner thigh. that then became the only thing annabeth noticed for a while as they spoke.

you eventually got bored from being on your phone and you got more cuddly and touchy with percy. you wrapped your arms around him and pressed pecks to his cheek, jaw line, and neck as he spoke. you could see annabeth clenching everything, she was annoyed to say the least.

by the time she had to leave your head was placed on percy's chest sideways, hands interlocked as you all said your goodbyes. you waved her a goodbye as she left. you and percy then went back to the coach.

"sooo how'd ya like her?" percy asked, trying to hold in his excitement.

you then held back an eye roll, "she was fine. we didn't talk much. but she seems cool."

He smiles widely.

"i knew you guys would get along!" he starts.

he then goes on a ramble about how much alike he thought we were and how we'd be great friends cause of it.

man, he's gonna crumble if you and her don't work it out.

the other part: Divine Confessions

[lostbookmark]

MDNI 🔞

Main Masterlist here

Finding Masterlist here

Summary: After a failed engagement, you move back home and reconnect with your friends. Maybe, just maybe you can find love with someone you never expected.

Pairing: Yoongi x F. Reader

Warnings: Explicit Sex, Swearing, Cheating (Not Yoongi), Fighting, Protected/Unprotected Sex, Toxic Past Relationship,

Genre: Enemies(?) to Lovers, Neighbors to Lovers, Small Town romance. Hurt-Comfort, Slight Angst, Romance

“Shit! Shit! Shit!,” a deep voice exclaims as something tumbles to the floor with a thud.

Your eyes pop open upon all the swearing, and your vision is met with an unfamiliar moonlit room. It wasn't until Yoongi jumped out of bed, still naked as can be from the night before that the memories of the night before hit you. He asked you to stay the night with him. You remember how it felt to fall asleep with his arm wrapped securely around your waist, holding you to him. How the warmth of his body and the steady rise and fall of his chest lulled you to sleep. You haven't slept that good in a long time.

You watch as he stumbles over his feet to his dresser, grabbing clothes frantically out of his drawers before slamming the drawers shut loudly. Sitting up as the confusion starts to clear, the blanket drops away from your chest, exposing you to the slight chilly air of the bedroom. You rub your tired eyes as Yoongi hops around, putting pants on before stumbling into his bathroom and turning on the light. Your eyes squint at the light as it suddenly illuminates the room and look at his dresser to see that the red blurry numbers on his clock read 5:30 am.

“Yoongi?” You question groggily. His head pops out of the bathroom with his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. “What's going on?”

“It's our last market of the season,” he says after spitting in the sink. Coming out of the bathroom, he throws his shirt on and sits on the bed, placing socks on his bare feet. “It's always the busiest day. I'm so fucking late. I should have been down at the farm an hour ago. I have never been late like this before.”

“Do you want me to help?” You ask, still watching him. “I can get ready fast. I would just need like 10 minutes.”

“No, it's early. You should go back to sleep. Come down to the market after it opens. You can help then,” he crams his feet into his shoes without untying them.

“Here?” You question. “Sleep here? In your home? Alone?”

“Yeah, just lock the door when you leave,” he finally manages his shoes before blindly grabbing a jacket out of his closet. Throwing his jacket on, he runs his hands through his hair, trying to tame it.

“Okay,” you agreed softly, worrying your bottom lip.

Yoongi turns to look at you, staring at you for a minute. Approaching you, he presses his lips against your own, running his hands down your naked back. Pulling away from your lips, he lays you back, covering you back up with his blanket. It feels very domestic. It feels way too intimate.

“You're too tempting,” he whispers against your ear. It sends chills down your spine, and goosebumps form across your skin. It felt so good. “I'll see you in a few hours, darlin.”

With one more kiss, Yoongi leaves the bedroom, and you listen to his footsteps thump down the stairs. You lay your head back down on his pillow and listen as he leaves the house. In the distance, you can hear the garage door open and his car start. It feels weird being here in the quietness of his home. It's weird that he feels comfortable enough to leave you here alone. If you two were not dating, then what hell was going on? It feels like you're dating. Thinking back on it now, your drive the other night at sunset did seem like a date. The way he holds your hand, the way he looks at you, the way he runs his hands across your skin. It was confusing. Sighing, you flip the pillow over and close your eyes. The cool fabric feels nice against your skin. Clearing all your thoughts and confusion, you let yourself drift back to sleep.

Yoongi wasn't joking when he said that it was going to be busy. Upon your arrival, their line was at least 50 people deep, and they had been open for an hour already. The colder fall air and dreary sky aren't enough to keep people at home. You see Hobi helping people make selections by showing off their perfect produce, Kook is ringing people up with Jimin bagging the purchased goods. They were like a well-oiled machine when they needed to be. You, however, didn't see any of the others.

“Well, thanks for finally joining us,” Jimin said, turning to you as he hands you a bag to take over. “You know, it's rare for Yoongi to be as late as he was. He must have been up late or had company over. Would you know anything about that?”

“How would I know,” You deny his comments and focus on your task, bagging some squash sitting in front of you. “Where is everyone else?”

“Jin is working, of course. Joon isn’t allowed here,” Kook started to explain as his customer walked away to grab the bag from your hand.

“Why?” You ask, starting your next bag of veggies that Hobi placed in front of you. Thinking back, you realize that you don't think that you have seen him here all the previous times that you came. You wonder how he was able to luck out of working on the weekend.

“He knocked everything over one year. Apples went rolling as far as the eye could see,” Hobi said with a laugh. “You should have seen Tae running after them. It was very dramatic.”

“Tae is with your boyfriend,” Jimin informs you, as a smirk crosses his beautiful face. You can see Kook and Hobi stare at you in wonder. “We needed more pumpkins. They seem to be quite popular this year. They should be back soon.”

“Boyfriend?” Kook and Hobi speak in unison and stare at each other with a similar shocked expression blatantly ignoring their customers .

“Can we get through this line, please?” You ask, sounding desperate and reaching under the table for a bag. Your hand comes up empty. “I need more bags.”

“Back here,’ Hobi says, waving you over to follow him behind the tent.

Following him, he stops mid step, turns and stares you down. You stare back with little emotion in your face. He raises an eyebrow and you cock your head to the side. His eyes widen, staring at you harder and you follow suit mimicking him. He finally sighs and shakes his head.

“Yoongi?” He questions, crossing his arms. “You're not rushing into anything, are you? You were pretty upset a couple of months ago if I remember correctly. So upset that I couldn't get you out of bed. I thought you…and I quote… ‘Hate men right now.’ ”

“No, of course not. You're acting like I'm ready to run off with him. Besides, it only happened twice,” you say and visibly cringe at yourself as soon as the words left your mouth.

“Twice. You've slept with him twice?” You watch as his mouth falls open.

“And….we might have….maybe…gone on a date. Possibly, I think,” you tell him. “Besides, I thought you wanted me to date.”

“I'm confused,” he said, rubbing his head.

“Join the club,” you mutter. “He took me out past the farm to watch the sunset. We talked, and it was…nice. I was finally able to apologize to him for that damn article. I don't know, Hobs. He holds my hand, kisses me, and brings me things from the farm. It's weird, right? Like this came out of nowhere.”

“Eh, I mean,” he started and then shook his head. “I mean nothing,” he said quickly.

“You mean something, Hobi. What do you mean? What do you know?” You question as you step closer to him.

“Nothing, I know absolutely nothing,” he laughs manically, stepping back from you.

“What's going on?” Yoongi asks, popping out of nowhere, making Hobi appear even more nervous than before. In his arms were a couple of big orange pumpkins.

“Just talking,” Hobi said. His voice seems to rise in pitch as he avoids eye contact with his close friend. “About…nothing. Bags, we needed bags.”

Yoongi looks at the both of you strangely and walks away. You glare at your best friend. You've known him most of your life to know that he is hiding something, and it clearly has something to do with Yoongi. Why is he nervous all of a sudden?

“Hobi,” you say with a warning.

“Work, work, work. I gotta go bye,” he runs off without so much of a look back at you as he grabs two boxes of bags. What the hell?

“Hoseok!” You hiss as he disappears around to the front of the tent.

“Are you okay?” Yoongi asks, appearing again, and you simply nod your head. “Come on.”

With his hand on your lower back, he directs you to a pristine red, shiny truck with Tannie Farms printed on the doors. The bed of the truck holds pumpkins of different sizes. Most were the classic orange, but smaller white pumpkins were also in the mix. Yoongi climbs in the back and hands you some smaller gourds.

“Did you get enough sleep?” He asks, and again, you simply nod your head. “Did Hobi upset you?”

“No,” you say. “He's just being…himself.”

“By the way,” he said, jumping back down. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out an envelope and hands it to you. “Here before I forget.”

Putting the pumpkins on the ground at your feet, you take the envelope. “It's money,” you say, surprised when you open it and the bills stare back at you. “Why are you giving me money?”

“It's for the hours that you have put in here and for your time making the bread and jams. Which, by the way, have already sold out. I told you we would pay you for your time,” he tells you.

“You don't need to pay me for being here. I thought I was just volunteering my time,” you say. “I was just trying to be nice and help out.”

“Too bad. It's already been decided, “ he tells you with a shrug.

Grabbing you around the waist gently, he pulls you against his body, pressing his mouth against yours. This is getting way out of hand for you. Casual sex, friends with benefits, booty calls, or whatever the hell is going on is starting to cross the line. Are you supposed to kiss booty calls like this? You think not.

“Yoongi?” You question as you pull away. “What’s going on between us?”

“Yoongi, pumpkins,” Kook calls as he pops his head around the tent, interrupting you.

“Okay,” he calls back and looks at you. “Well, I thought maybe we were just enjoying this? Do we have to have a label? I mean…I'm not seeing anyone else if that's what you're worried about.”

“YOONGI!” Tae calls out this time.

“Can we talk about this later?” He asks with a sigh, rubbing your arm.

“Sure,” you say.

You stuff the envelope into your back pocket and pick up the small pumpkins at your feet, and walk away back out front. Did you need a label? You had tried so hard to convince yourself months ago that you were never going to date again. You could almost see your future of being alone with those 8 cats named after sweets to keep you company. You are pretty sure that little orange Marmalade would be the sweetest. That was until Yoongi came along and made you question everything in such a short amount of time. So, did you need a label? No, you guess that you didn't. Maybe you can just enjoy this time with him and see what happens. You just hope that it won't come back to bite you in the ass.

The large swing on your porch squeaks with your repeated back and forth movements. You tighten the geometric patterned blanket around you as the breeze picks up some in the evening air. Stray hairs that have fallen from your messy bun blow in your face, tickling your nose. You tuck them the best you can behind your ear and out of the way. The sun has almost gone down, and the already chilly air has dropped considerably along with it. You pull your knees up and closer to your body in an attempt to keep warm under your blanket. The sunset, your glowing lanterns, and the tractors in the horizon were the perfect picture of tranquility. You were going to enjoy it as long as you could. You hear a knock against a door somewhere behind you. You ignore it, not wanting to interrupt the peacefulness.

“Y/N,” a voice calls out. Yoongi. You sigh.

“Back here,” you call back to him.

“What are you doing?” he asks, all bundled up in a black puffy coat and a matching beanie as he makes his way to you.

“Nothing,” you say, your eyes don't stray from the horizon.

Yoongi takes a seat close next to you on the white painted wooden swing. The swing jerks and rocks a little as he settles back. He uses his legs to gently rock the two of you back and forth. It was nice.

“Are you mad at me?” he asks quietly, and you turn your head to stare at him quizzically. “You know, because of what I said earlier today.”

“No,” you say with a slight shake of your head. “I don't blame you for not wanting more with me. There's clearly something wrong with me.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” he asks, turning his body to look at you.

“Nothing,” you say quietly.

“Is this about asshat?” He asks, and you laugh quietly to yourself. “I'm going to be honest with you. I like you. I've always liked you, but I'm not going to be your rebound.”

“What? What do you mean you’ve always liked me?” You asked, sincerely shocked by his response.

“Why do you think I always forced my friends to go to the cafe almost every freaking day after school? I would send our water boy to scope out your section so you would wait on us,” he tells you.

“I don't understand,” you whisper, biting your lip in thought. You were always so wrapped up in your nervousness around him back then. Did you miss something?

“It was the only time you would talk to me,” he admits. “You never talked to me in school, and I couldn't ever figure out if you were dating Jin or Hobi.” You burst out laughing at that one. You lean into his body as your own shakes with laughter as your mothers words come back to haunt you. “Stop! It wasn't until college that Hobi said that you didn't date in high school after I quizzed him about you. I'm surprised that he never told you.”

“I knew he was acting funny today after I told him about us,” you say once your laughter finally stops. “No, he never told me. I guess Jimin never told you?”

“Jimin never told me what?” he questions.

“That back in college, I told him that I might have found you attractive,” you confess. “He still teases me every chance he gets.”

“Why didn't you ever say anything?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest as a look of disbelief crosses his face. “That would have saved us both a lot of trouble.”

“Me?” You turn quickly to look at him with astonishment as the swing jostles under your movement. “You had a girlfriend. Also, you never talked to me either.”

“Not true,” he claims. “I called you pretty once in high school, and you completely shut me down.”

“When?” You ask with a laugh.

“Prom,” he declares.

You got quiet and thought back to your senior prom. You had gone with Jin, who had ditched you almost right away when his crush Seulgi flirted with him. You spent most of the night dancing with your friend Neyeon, and thinking back on it, now you do remember Yoongi talking to you. You remember him in his white suit coming up to you as you waited for your friend to come back with drinks. He said he liked your dress. It was light gold and sparkled under the lights strung around the venue.

“You said you liked my dress,” you say quietly. “You never said I looked pretty.”

“You should have read between the lines,” he responds.

“How was I supposed to know?” You ask laughing again. Yoongi puts his arm around you and pulls you into him, laughing as well. You let him and lie your head against his shoulder. “I get it, though. You don't fully trust me, and that's fine.”

“Don't say it like that,” he sighs.

“It's true,” you tell him as you focus on the darkening sky. “I left everything behind so easily before. I ran away. I wouldn't trust me either.”

“I trust you,” he says, tilting your head to look at him. “I just don't want you to be with me because you feel pressured to move on. We can just take this slow and label it at a later date.”

“I get it. You're right,” you admit, and he leans down to give you a quick kiss. “If we are taking this slow, then I guess we should stop having sex.”

“Now, wait a minute,” Yoongi says with a humorless laugh, and it only makes you start to laugh again. “You are a brat.”

You stand up from the porch swing and tighten the blanket around you once more. Yoongi follows suit and stands right in front of you. You lean your body against him, and he wraps his arms around you. No label now, but maybe down the road? You think you can deal with that.

“Have you eaten yet?” he asks quietly into the evening air, and you shake your head no. “Come on. I'll cook us something.”

“You can cook?” You ask with your face pressed into his chest.

“I guess you'll have to come with me to find out,” he comments, pulling away from you but takes your hand in his as he goes.

You give him a smile and let him lead you over to his house across the driveway. Yeah, you think you can take this slow.

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[butterflyslinky]

Since AO3 is down, I'm going to continue on from this post here.

Buck spends the next several hours sitting in the hospital by Tommy's bedside. Eddie brings him coffee. Maddie forces him to eat. Eventually, the nurses kick him out because he isn't family and visiting hours are over.

(Fuck that, Buck thinks. I'm his family, we all are, he doesn't have anyone else.)

Bobby catches him in the lobby. He's staying with Athena (she's fine, just in for observation) and promises to keep an eye on Tommy as much as he can and to call Buck if anything changes.

Buck lets Maddie drive him home, because he's tired to the point of being a liability. He almost asks her to drive him somewhere else, but it's too late. It will have to wait until morning.

Maddie stays with him. Gets him to shower and go to bed, even if he barely sleeps. Stays on his couch; she probably sleeps a little, but both their phones are turned up to full volume.

The call comes at about eight, just as Buck was maybe starting to actually get some REM in.

"He's awake," Bobby says. "He's asking for you."

Buck is out of bed at once, no longer caring he hasn't slept or shaved and probably looks like death warmed over. "I'll be there in an hour," he says. "I need to run an errand first."

"What errand?" Bobby asks. Buck explains. "Okay," Bobby says. "Visiting hours don't start until then anyway."

He wakes Maddie up and asks her to drive. He probably shouldn't still. She agrees as long as he buys her breakfast. They end up in a really crappy diner that's more convenient than desirable. Buck watches the clock, waiting for it to tick over to nine o'clock.

As soon as it does, he pays the bill and leaves. Goes to the shop next door and makes his purchase.

He gets back to the hospital at 9:30. Bobby meets him in the lobby again.

"He's doing well," he says. "The doctors expect him to make a full recovery." He claps Buck on the shoulder. "Good luck, kid." He turns and offers to take Maddie home so she can get some proper sleep; Athena's been discharged so they'll be going soon anyway. Maddie agrees.

Buck goes back into the room alone. Tommy is dozing when Buck sits down, but wakes up when Buck takes his hand.

"Hey, babe," Buck says.

"Evan," Tommy says. His voice is quiet, but the word is kind. "Missed you."

"I missed you too." Buck squeezes his hand. "I know we haven't been dating very long, but...last night, they said I'm not your family and made me leave. But we are family, and I don't want that to happen again because we're both in here a lot, and so...so I wanna fix that." He reaches into his pocket and produces a ringbox. "Tommy Kinard, will you marry me?"

Tommy's face breaks into a wide smile. "Yeah," he said. "Soon as I'm out of here."

Evan laughs and slides the ring on his finger.

[bcolfanfic]

Sorry if you've received this like 20 times (got the circle of doom) - if you're accepting nsfw anons, how'd the youngvets boys first time go down? ;)

haha dw, tumblr is a lil shit sometimes!

doing a lil minimal research, during their time in africa (i'm still going back and forth with what base theyre at but for this lets go with air base 201) their housing would prob be these little things. it almost feels too easy to make them roommates lol, so i'm going w/ gale being with blakely and bucky being with demarco.

they're obv pretty glued at the hip at this point even when they've only kissed and haven't slept together yet. spend a lot of time in the other one's CHU when they're able to but. they don't really know blakely or demarco very well yet so they try to be discreet about What's Really Going On.

then maybe one day demarco comes back from the gym sooner than they thought he would. doesn't like- walk in on them making out or something but. they're close enough that it's obvious they aren't just close talking as buddies. it's okay though bc longer hc for another time short, demarco is obv a chill dude. even if he makes em both wanna die a little when he starts telling them every waking time he's going to be out of the CHU for a little lmfao. comes up to bucky when they're leaving dinner like hey (: i'm gonna go to the gym (: for an hour and fifteen minutes and 30 seconds (: takes me ten minutes to walk there (: probably gonna take it slower walking back. so add 15 (: smacks his shoulder when he's going all red faced.

anddd at long last since they're less jumpy about everything they do get a lil more heated than normal when they're making out, one thing leads to another etc etc. bucky has been with ppl across genders but gale hasn't so i think he very much takes the lead- and tops that first time + the first couple times after. lovesss seeing gale all flushed and squirmy under him, likes being able to manhandle him a little to get his leg around his hip etc etc.

but my larger hc for this au is that bucky is a bottom sooo we gotta get there somehow LOL. i think that while gale for sure doesn't *dislike* bucky fucking him silly (at all!)- he does kinda have a post-sex realization one night that he thinks he'd 'get more out of it' or whatever if he was on top. doesn't mind being out of control when it comes to bucky, but *in general* prefers being the one in control. just the way he's wired. for a lot of reasons.

and god he's soo nervous bringing it up to bucky. thinks he's not gonna be into it and reject him and then they're never gonna sleep together again and everything is gonna get weird. ends up getting so nervous he just blurts it out one night when they're gettin' hot and heavy with the making out. face all red and won't look at bucky when he's waiting for his response.

butttt he can rest assured knowing he was all worried for nothing bc bucky is veryyyy down. was fine "taking over" bc he was the more experienced one and thought that's just what gale wanted but. more than happy to get fucked into next week by his boy and that big pretty dick of his :p

[becomingkatie]

Mattress Saga - I don't know if I shared any of this story before, so you're getting the whole thing now, even if some of it is a repeat.

Short version: we bought a mattress, it was terrible, the return process was difficult, and then we bought a new mattress.

Last fall, we decided to upgrade from a queen to a king bed based on how much better we sleep when we're in a big bed at a hotel. We were sleeping separately more often than not, or starting together and then one of us moving to the other bed because we needed space to flop to try to get comfortable. We ordered a bedframe to be delivered months later, and then bought a mattress recommended by a trusted source. She and her husband are similar in size to us and sleep in the same positions, and they loved this mattress, so I was like that sounds good.

The mattress we got was a DreamCloud Premier - one of the mattress-in-a-box ones. On their website it made it seem like it was medium-firm, more on the firm side than soft. OH MY GOODNESS it was SO SOFT. Like sinking down into it. It felt luxurious to lay on it and sink into it, but that level of support (none) was terrible overnight. My back was deeply unhappy.

Like most of the direct-to-consumer mattresses, there's some sort of guarantee and return window, and it was hurting me enough that we decided we had to return it. They don't let you initiate a return until you've slept on it for 30 days since bodies need to adjust, so I slept on it as much as I could and then have been sleeping in the guest room. When we were able to initiate the return, they were like "yep our return partner will come get the mattress from you" but then the return partner was like "we don't have reps in your area, so your options are to trash it or donate it and then prove you did that and don't still have it."

I didn't want to throw away a basically-brand-new mattress, but it's really hard to find charitable orgs that will take them. I know I could have donated it to a member of the community via facebook marketplace or similar, but I haven't had good experiences giving away free things on there (people require tons of back-and-forth and then never show up) so I asked around and found an org in Maryland that takes mattresses. That's almost an hour from us, but they do pickups for some items, including mattresses! Woohoo! Except they only come to our area every other month, and we had 30 days from initiating the return to proving we'd disposed of the mattress. Boo.

So we made plans to drive this mattress to Maryland, but then on the morning of, Ken is like "I don't think this is gonna work with my truck." And he was right, but maybe we should have thought of that sooner. We've moved full and queen mattresses on the truck before, but the king was going to be bigger than the truck bed by a lot, and we wanted to keep it as clean and nice as possible since we were donating it. New plan: we rent a small U-haul to pick up immediately and return in a couple hours.

The U-haul pickup process was its own miniature nightmare, but then we did okay at getting the mattress out of the house, down the stairs (townhouse! multiple sets of tight stairs! annoying!), and into the U-haul. Traffic was another miniature nightmare with parts of 495 closed, but we made it! And then we returned the van, and this morning I got the receipt from U-haul and it did not have any unexpected charges, which I was worried about. I sent in the appropriate forms to the return partner to prove we donated it, but it says to allow 2 business days before reaching back out. I'm anxious they'll somehow refuse our refund.

That was Saturday, and yesterday morning Ken pulled up consumer reports. They rank the mattress we had as a 2/10 on the firmness scale. That is MUCH more aligned with our experience than DreamCloud calling it something like a 7 on their website. He found us a few options he thought would be good based on our sleeping positions and we went to the store and laid on them. It is hard to get the salespeople to stop sales-ing, even when you're like "I want to lay on these three mattresses and pick one and buy it and not buy any extras. Nothing you say will alter this." The one we liked the best ended up being the cheapest of the three. We were looking for the specific ones Ken had identified, and when we found that one and started to lay on it, the guy was like, "Oh, that's a really cheap mattress. It's for students. You want one of the others." But then when he realized we liked it and were going to buy it and not one of the others, he was like, "That's a great mattress! You like it? You should buy it today!"

The checkout process was another nightmare. Sales guy was armed with a tiny tablet but not great at using it. He said our receipt would be emailed but I asked for a print version so I could look at it and make sure he'd put everything in right, since there were multiple stages during the checkout process where he made mistakes. But it looks like in the end we got the one we wanted, and it should come tomorrow. We paid for white glove delivery. Someone else can carry that up all those stairs - we've done it enough times by now.

Fingers crossed that this one feels good! I feel like it's so hard to tell by laying on it for a few minutes, but I could tell the other one was wrong immediately, so I think this should be fine. And only one more night together on the small bed!

[kpop-yes]

Diving for your love, Part 1: opportunity

It was 6:07 when I woke up, Guess I forgot to put my alarm.

I slept 30 minutes past my alarm, Damnit.

I took a shower, changed, ate breakfast, and left to practice.

Even tho I've failed to debut for the past few years I still practice and participate in Kpop survival shows for a big of hope that I'll debut, even tho every time I get screwed over I still have that glimpse of hope.

It was a normal day, I practiced, Went home, Watched tv, Then I was about to go to sleep when I got a text.

I took out my phone to see that I got text from a Starship entertainment worker,

Dear y/n,

Here at Starship entertainment would love to have you here. We are aware of your visual and talents and are willing to get you a spot to debut in a group that is about to debut. If you are interested in debuting for starship entertainment, call this number immediately and we will get someone to pick up you and your valuables. We have a dorm prepared if you do accept, and maybe, see you soon.

What.The.Fuck.

This was it, This was the opportunity, the chance, the dream that I'd thought would never happen all depends on the tips of my fingers.

Fingers shaking crazily, I pressed the call button.

...: Hello, is this Y/n L/n?

Y/n: Y-Yes

...:Good, wait a minute or so, I need to get someone.

Y/n: O-Okay.

Nothing was heard through the phone, just pure silence.

It must've been the longest minute because it felt like an hour.

I was phased out when I heard a voice through the phone.

...:Hello, Y/n right?

Y/n:Y-Yes, um and if I may ask who are you?

...:ha ha, no need to be so formal, I'm your soon to be manager.

Y/n: O-Oh okay.

Manager: Anyways, People will arrive tomorrow to move your stuff to the dorm.

Then a taxi will pick you up at 8:00 a.m, there you'll sign a contract and meet your members who'll also be living in a dorm next you.

Y/n: Why do I get my own dorm.

Manager: Well this might of been a last minute decision and we haven't really informed the other members about you.

Y/n: Oh

Manager: But don't worry, i'm dure they will welcome you!

Y/n O-Okay?

Manager:That's the spirit! Anyways you should get sleep, we'll talk more tomorrow!

He hung up and I was left in shock.

In a matter of five minutes, my dream became a reality. All I wondered was who the members are?

[rosebarry16]

~~~~~~ 2 o'clock hook up~~~~~~

(adler x male bell)

Warning : Smut, strong language, alcohol

Also this isn't my first time writing but I just got an idea and here we are and Iam so sorry if it's terrible, I tried my best and I'll do better in the future :')

Enjoy :3

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It's 2 A.M and everyone was asleep except for two human beings, they couldn't sleep nor feel like they wanna close their eyes.

Bell couldn't sleep because of memories and flashbacks are hunting him since the brainwash process occured.

"shit.." he sat and held his head, feeling the temperature rise. It hurts him too much that he wished someone would be near him to comfort him from pain,

he couldn't take it anymore. He got up from his bed and exited the bedroom, he felt dizzy but ignored it and went downstairs to the kitchen.

The kitchen was nothing but dark as moon light takes over the place, bell went to the counter and picked up the phone. He dialed the number and hesitated to call but he dialed it anyway

*On the other hand*

Adler was in the dark living room smoking a cigarette, watching out the window. He got distracted when the phone started to ring. He answered it

"hello?"

"oh..hey, I didn't know you we're still awake."

"yeah I'm still awake, why are you up so late?"

"I'm getting flashbacks again and it's hurting me so bad, what about you?"

"just stress or some kinda shit"

"uh...i was wondering if you would hang out and maybe drink or whatever"

"sure, give me a minute or two"

"no adler, don't worry I'm coming to pick you up"

"you sure?"

"yes I'm sure"

"then I'll see you" he hanged up the phone and waited for bell to arrive, 30 minutes passed and someone pulled up in front of his house. Adler looked outside then took his jacket and headed to the car, he looked at him and drove of.

They were in the car. Gazing at the ocean waving, bell decided to break the silence "how long haven't you been sleeping?" he asked "I do sleep but 2-3 hours then I wake up, even if it was too early I can't go back to sleep" adler explained and bell nodded in understandment but at least adler doesn't get kept from sleeping from over thinking or flashbacks.

"although I should be asking that question bell." adler looked at him as he took a sip of whiskey "these memories and flashbacks are fucking me up, it's a pain in this ass they won't let me sleep. I don't remember the last time I slept without feeling anything" adler got closer to bell and continued to listen

"I just can't go on with this, I'm tired. What hurts me alot no one is with me to bear my pain and I'm so lonely...like..." bell struggled to go on so he smoked and his eye got back to the bluse ocean.

Adler's hand climbed bell's hand and squeeze his fingers underneath bell's palm "I can be there to protect you" bell didn't believe his words at first but kinda felt like adler cares about him more then anyone

More then park, Sims, lazar or Mason and woods

Hell, he's in love with him but he just treat him like anybody else in front of everybody, that's the outside but on the inside.

He'd do anything to protect him, guilt is growing inside of him but he has to do what he does to bell for avoiding perseus from destroying Europe and get informations related to the locations they want to know about.

"bell, I'm not sure how to tell you this but I can make the pain go away" bell smiled like adler just told him a joke and kept drinking

"you can't"

"what if I told you I'm capable of doing it?"

"prove it blondie"

"Your challenging me?"

"yeah and since I'm a bit drunk, I bet you don't know how to make me busy"

"oh yeah? Let's go back to your place and I'll show you"

Bell started the engine and drove away, while driving adler noticed bell has a boner since they argued. He acted like nothing happened and waited until they pulled up to bell's house.

Adler and bell got upstairs as they're making out, adler pushed him to the bed and got on top of him, their tongue were fighting and bell's hands slowly went to adler's ass, they stopped to take a breath and pulled away but his saliva is mixed with bell's.

"come on, show me what you got"

Adler unbottened bell's pants and took out his hard like rock cock, at first he started to lick the tip softly then got into his mouth. Going back and forth and looking up at bell who moans and placing his hand on adler's blonde hair, he got going crazy by controling his tongue underneath his cock and stroking him while sucking.

"adler I think I'm gonna-"

"not yet bell"

He did not want to end it without feeling his cock throbbing in his throat, bell couldn't take it and went deeper until he reached adler throat. Making him choke but that's not it.

After the deepthroat, bell got alot hornier and ready to fuck the shit of him, he grabbed adler's hips and began to rub his hard cock against his ass. Adler didn't really want to be teased so he got idea of making bell go in, his moans and grouns were driving him insane

He begged him as he was going in and out, adler grabbed the bed sheets from how pleasure is getting to harder and more stronger. Bell started to stroke him,

"oh fuck! Ahh~" he was too sexy to keep going on teasing but bell kept thrusting hard "bell your so big, tear me apart!"

adler begged and kept making lewd sounds but as soon as he wanted to continue he felt a bash into his hole, he started to thrust.

"keep fucking me, fuck me like you're using me..just like I used you"

"I'm gonna break you so hard"

"come on motherfucker, that's what you got?"

Bell got more harder and harder, his right hand gasped adler's neck but since hearing his moans and beggings he has to cum

"I'm gonna c-cum!"

"cum in me bell, that's it. Fill me up you useless russian cunt~"

He took his last thrust and cummed into adler's hole, adler on the other hand felt bell's thick cum filled his hole as he was cumming.

They were covered in cum and saliva. Goddamn...late night fucking was the best,

"I told you"

"that's was amazing..you really proved it "

Bell held adler close, they kissed and one more time and drefted to sleep.

The end...

[girlsgoneplague]

Cramps

Spock x reader

Warnings: period talk (not graphic) cursing, depression

Promt: pain/comfort, you have the day off however your period has kept you in bed all day so your boyfriend Spock comes to check on you

Part 1 of 2 or 3, I plan on in the second part it gets worse

Waking up that morning you knew something was wrong whenever you rolled over, the cool wetness of your ass made it obvious your pad just couldn't take it last night. After groaning into your pillow for a solid minute you decide to get up and get cleaned up. When you get in the bathroom its obvious the pad never stood a chance, so you take off all your clothes and put them in the laundry hamper

So much for having a relaxing off day...

Before taking a shower you also removed all of your bedding, as well the pillow case since it won't match your other bedsheets. The pale blue of your former bedsheets start to irritate you and instead of putting them in the hamper you decide to throw the fitted sheet away. A ringing on your PADD goes off so you make your way to your bedside table and pick it up to see Spock is calling.

"Hey babe, I was just about to hop into the shower" you keep the screen aimed at your face in case he's with someone else.

"Hello, I trust you slept well?"

You sigh, "not really, I ruined my light blue bedsheets and I didn't even fall asleep until pretty late last night"

He tilts his head slightly, "I see, well the duration of my shift will end in a few hours, I will come to check on you."

You smile as you nod, "I'd love that, bring me something to eat too will you?"

"I shall, please continue your morning, I will see you soon"

"See you soon Spock" you end the call and make your way to the shower. Your cramps are starting to act up and a nice hot shower will ~hopefully~ help it.

After 30 minutes you've given up on the prospect of easing your pain. They haven't gotten worse but since its been so long its started to irritate you.

I swear they've just been getting worse these past few months....maybe I need to see McCoy.

After thinking it over you decide its not serious enough for that, if it gets worse then you'll have a good enough excuse to waste an entire day in sick bay. The worst part about it so far was the damper it put on your mood. Its only been about an hour since you've woken up but crawling back into bed is the only appealing thing to you right now. You look at the clock and see it's only 11:03.

You haven't changed your bedsheets yet but decide to lay on it bare anyway, the only thing touching your skin is the robe you were gifted last Christmas. It's dark blue and goes all the way down to your shins so it acts like your blanket for now.

After a few minutes you decide to try and watch something before you get too caught up in your own head. After picking an old cartoon movie you've never seen called Treasure Planet, you decide during the opening scenes you'll actually eat something.

I'm sure spock won't be back for another couple hours I think he mentioned around 4pm the last time we talked-

Suddenly your PADD starts to light up again, wondering if it was the man himself you leaned over to find it was actually Uhura.

"Hey whats up?" You ask somewhat confused

"You forgot about lunch didnt you?" She said with a small smirk

"Ohhhhhh shit im so sorry! I forgot this was the only day this week we both had free, my period came yesterday and its been kicking my ass"

She raises her eyebrows, "Oh my, that sounds like you've been busy dealing with the worst time of the month I understand. Its kind of weird that you're having issues though, you don't usually have cramps that bad right?"

"Right!! I have no idea why they're so bad this time around, I haven't even gotten around to changing my bedsheets-of which I RUINED last night" you shake your head and move the screen to show you laying down on your bare bed

"Yikes, well to be honest I actually called because I'm already in the mess hall but Sulu wants to join me for lunch, would you be offended if I visited you tomorrow after my shift?"

"Not at all, im not really in the mood to socialize....or get dressed haha. I only really want to see Spock so we can cuddle"

She rolls her eyes, "yeah yeah I'm sure your hot boyfriend will help melt the pain away. But if you need anything at all before he shows up then call me"

"Sure thing, you have fun with Sulu and tell him I said hi" I waved bye as she said she would and then hung up.

I put the device back down and roll over on my back, the cramps are getting bad enough I decide to take some Tylenol and grab my medicine bag to fill up with hot water.

I'm so glad I bought this damn thing, take that you stupid uterus

After gettin settled on the bed you realize you didnt actually grab something to eat, but maybe that's a good thing because your stomach also starts to act up.

It be your own body, your own treacherous body

At least the movie still has an hour left before you paused it, so you hit resume and make a wall of pillows on your bed to protect your back from the hard headboard.

After about 30 minutes you decide to send Spock a message asking how long he will be on duty. After a few minutes he responds

Unfortunately I have to stay slightly longer than planned, so far we belive the problem will be taken care of by 5 at the latest. My apologies

You frown but don't want to make a big deal about it, especially since its not his fault so you respond quickly

Thats fine! Just don't forget to bring me some dinner, I want pizza, you know how I like it. I hope the ship isn't giving you too many issues i know we had a rough day yesterday

Rough is an understatement, however it comes with the job and you both understand most things are out of your control when it comes to repairs and maintenance.

Indeed. I shall update you at 4 about my arrival.

You smile at the screen and think about how happy you'll be when he gets here

In the meantime I can ask Uhura for some chicken noodle soup. Thank you:)

You look up and realize you didn't pause the movie but luckily there's not been anything super crazy that happened. Its actually grabbed your attention quite well. However you do pause it to message Uhura because you're not sure if you can call her.

You free? I've got a craving for some chicken noodles or maybe even some chicken and dumplings, either way something warm with chicken

As you wait for a reply you get up to change the water in your medicine bag again, after you get up however you realize you have to use the bathroom.....immediately.

When you get in there you cuss loudly

How the fuck did my pad manage to slip off, I swear today is not my day

After you finish up, you change your underwear again and rub your sore breasts.

This is possibly the worst off day I've ever had, including when we were all turned into those rocks or cubes or whatever they were*

Looking at the clock you quickly realize its only a little after 12. And since Uhura hasn't responded its starting to look a lot like you'll be alone for quite some time.

The movie ended after some time, it was really good but you frequently clenched your whole body due to the waves of cramps. And thankfully Uhura had let you know she would bring you food around 1. So you searched around for another movie to keep your mind off of things and settled on Asteroid City. After a few minutes you hear a knock so you get pause it to open the door.

After it slides open you smile at the sight of your friend with some much needed soup, "so whatd you bring me?"

She hands you the tray and follows you into the room, "just some chicken and dumplings, I remember last time you had noodles so I thought I'd take the liberty of switching things up for you"

"I love it when you make our relationship spicy" you chuckle and sit down on your bed gesturing her to join you.

She looks at your screen, "oh you'll like this one, but after this you should watch that horror movie that came out in the same year"

In between spoonfuls you ask her to send you the title in case you forget.

You and her chat for some time until she gets up to stretch, "well I think I'll leave you to it, I have the holo deck reserved for 3 and I'd hate to be late. See you later"

"Sure thing, see you!" You wave to her as she leaves and start your movie again.

2 hours later you decided this Wes Anderson was definitely worth checking out. Then you look at your PADD to see the title Uhura sent you and also notice Spock has sent you a message as well

Excellent news, I shall be done in less than an hour. Is there anything else you need me to bring?

Yes please! I need new bedsheets I can't find any clean ones. I like yours so maybe you could bring those?

Clicking on Talk To Me, you lean back again and wait for him to respond.

Roughly 20 minutes later you hear a knock on your door, so you pause the movie and practically run to see if its Spock

Once the door slides open you grin at the sight of him with a pair of sheets underneath a tray with an entire pizza.

"I missed you so much, here let me take the tray"

He lets you grab the tray while he starts to unfold the sheets, "I have missed you as well T'hy'la, I trust you were not disappointed with my tardiness"

You set the food down at the small table you usually eat dinner at, that is when you're not suffering, and turn to face him. "Its not your fault T'hy'la, besides im sure you can make it up to me"

The ghost of a smile is on his face as he walks over to you to hold your hand and lean his forhead against yours, "I will try"

You give him a kiss and tell him to start eating so you can finish your movie.

As you eat your pizza, and he eats his soup you discuss his day as well as how awful you've been feeling, "I mean I seriously have no idea why its been so bad this time around" you notice a frown on his face and raise an eyebrow

"If you are truly having issues why did you not see McCoy?" Concern all over his face makes you feel like you've said the wrong thing.

"Its just that I didn't think it mattered that much" you look away from him and at the floor, "I just didn't want to spend the day in sick bay or worse taking some disgusting medicine that makes me lose my appetite"

He considers this for a moment and reaches across the table to hold his two fingers out to you for a Vulcan kiss. "While I do not understand the human response of hating the doctors i understand you would have gone if you felt that the pain was too much, but please mention it the next time you have a check up"

You smile softly and nod your head, "deal, so long as you spend the night with me?"

His eyes light up and the corners of his mouth slightly turn upwards, "I believe those terms are acceptable"

You both finish up your meal and he excuses himself to grab a change of clothes while you head to the bathroom to change your pad yet again.

One of these days maybe he'll just keep a change of clothes here

You ponder to yourself about the future for a moment until you start to have an awful pain shoot through your abdomen.

You leave the bathroom and immediately lay down to curl yourself into a ball, its not clear how long you stay in that position but when Spock returns he knocks and let's himself in after you tell him its fine. He immediately walks over to your bed at the sight of you, "is the pain becoming too much?"

You nod slightly and roll over to face him, "is it alright if we just lay here together for awhile"

"Of course, just allow me to change into my robes"

You feebly nod and go to turn the movie back on, you might as well finish it before bed considering its not even 6 yet. After he gets changed he looks at the screen, then at you, and raises an eyebrow.

"A recommendation from Uhura" you respond to his wordless question

"I see, well you'll forgive me if I do not watch it with you"

"All I need is you, I know you don't like this sort of thing but I'm glad you indulge my human tendancies"

"There are many qualities of yours i admire, and as you are well aware I do not require silence in order to think about how to improve my work efficiency"

You shake your head slightly as he climbs into bed, "well as long as you're holding me i couldn't care less what you're thinking about i just enjoy your company"

A light green blush comes across his features, "I too enjoy being with you" he grabs your face and kisses you for a few moments until you break the kiss to groan about your lower abdomen. He places his hand on your forehead and looks in your eyes to silently ask permission to ease your pain. You nod and his presence fills your brain, the pain starts to leave your mind as you finally relax for the first time that day.

"I don't know what I would do without you" you tell him as he lowers his hand and once again wraps his arms around you.

"I am sure you would-"

"That was rhetorical, and I don't think I could love anyone like how I love you" the light green blush returns to his face and he puts his forehead to yours again.

"I love you as well" he tells the computer to turn the lights off and you fall asleep despite the horror movie still on in the background. He watches you for a few moments to be sure you've fallen asleep and then turns off the movie and allows himself to drift off alongside you.

End of part one

Authors Notes, in the original series theres an episode where only 5 of the essential crew weren't turned into these blocks so if you're curious this is what I was referencing in the paragraph that talks about being turned into rocks lol

[sylvaridreams]

I have to be at work in 6 hours and I haven't slept I'm gonna story dump and you're gonna like it. Aeris and Alba's shared past and how Caithe raised them both kinda etc. at some point maybe this gets written out as a real fic... someday.... 😴💤💭🐑

Caithe fills in as a mother for Aurene, because Aurene needed a mommy and she helped raise her alongside Alba, and she has that connection with her etc. but Caithe's mothering ability did not just pop up on the spot like Ohhhhh i know how to be maternal okay ^_^ because ALBA was her first. who she nabbed while he was still in the dream and said hey you have a destiny, you have a duty to fulfill, i need you to come meet your maker, NOW. and when the shadow of the dragon was defeated and Alba finally fitfully awoke Caithe was kind of. stuck with him.

and she realized quickly that this very shy, easily frightened, naive little sprout NEEDED to grow up and fast. he was clingy and didn't want to be far from her, he didn't want to leave the grove, he was scared to go do Valiant work by himself. and she's like (nervously) Alba dear you have a Wyld Hunt to fulfill you know! haha! go on.

and it's like. This isn't a "oh we can wait 10, 20, 30 years for Alba to be ready and comfortable with people and capable with weapons! no rush, baby steps!" situation, because Zhaitan is growing stronger and his minions are heading further and further north. there HAS to be action QUICKLY. and Alba's not going to be able to do jack shit about an elder dragon when he's too shy to talk to the Valiants, or when he's too afraid of hurting himself or anything else to swing a sword properly. he has to grow up. now.

so AERIS. Who awoke within a couple hours after Alba, who we've wrongly looked at her dream and said OH!!!! another elder dragon dream? so soon after the first! well you should ALSO get ready to slay a dragon soon! clearly that's your purpose! -- Caithe looks her over and is like. well. she's kind of snappish and gets mean quickly. she could use to grow out of that herself. and Alba needs a companion that he can rely on a little bit, but who will push him to do for himself and grow. well…

so Caithe introduces them (takes Aeris aside and is like toughen him up but don't be cruel about it) and then (takes Alba aside and is like try to endure her okay she doesn't have any other friends) OKAY YOU SPROUTS GO HAVE FUN.

so Alba and Aeris start doing minor Valiant work in Caledon and it's like. they learn quickly that certain things don't mesh well with the other. Alba learns he has to do things for himself and speak up and not just tremble and stay out of fights or Aeris gets angry. and he can't just cry when she's snappish or when things go wrong because she gets angrier. and Aeris learns that she can't just boil over at him because he'll cry and she CAN'T stand crying, it's so obnoxious ughhh. So she learns to mellow out and bottle it up, and he toughens up a bit, and as they work further north (because Alba is less afraid of venturing away from the Grove, after a couple weeks with Aeris. Sure, we can go to the Bay. We can go further too!) they both become kind of playfully competitive! it's friendly competition for now. I can do this faster/more than you! I'll race you there! I'll get it done before you do!

and after a few weeks as they're really learning about the world and themselves it kind of turns into. well we both have a Wyld Hunt! both of us are meant to slay an elder dragon….

I'll kill mine before you do! and they're also rooting each other on because they're good friends after a few weeks, but there's also this determination to do it first. to Win!

and then Trahearne returns from Orr and Caithe calls them (mostly Alba) back to the Grove. and Alba meets Trahearne for the first time and is deeply impressed by his demeanor, by how smart he is and how he carries himself, and develops the beginnings of his dumb crush on his eventual superior officer.

Treahearne is like oh good this is him. Okay the heads of the three orders are here, and if you're to kill Zhaitan, I'd like to send you with one of them for training and prep. okay? good lad 🚶‍♂️off to my work lalala

Caithe is like :burning: pulls alba aside. Okay so there are three options. The Priory is a loooot of reading and boring classes. SOOO boring. So dry. And the Order of Whispers… well they hear a lot of juicy stuff, but then they can't talk about it with anyone 😦 sad! and then the Vigil… well I think you'd do quite nicely there. they can take anyone with any skill and mold them into a proper soldier

and Alba's like (missed the part where she called him a ditzy skill-less gossip) you think i could be a proper soldier 😮

Aeris: what should i join Caithe: whatever, anyway Alba I know you'll choose what's right. for you! (joke btw. Caithe gave her genuine advice too just less guided. make your own choice girl)

so they go to convene with Trahearne and the heads of the orders and Alba is like. dead set on Vigil because it's what Caithe said he'd excel at! Aeris joins the priory because she feels she needs to know more about Kralk if she's going to kill this thing, surely SOMEONE would have killed that elder dragon already if we knew HOW. (and then she spends years wasting oodles of Priory money that they keep granting her until LWS4, for her Kralk/branded research. and then she gets forcibly ejected from the Priory, stripped of her rank, asked not to return to the premises, etc.)

obviously in personal story its a lot of running back and forth from the grove to wherever the orders have you go and then you choose one and then you go on missions with your mentor etc. doesnt work for me. I see the orders as needing new recruits to live on site to learn their jobs. etc. so Alba leaves the grove to go live at the Keep. and it's his first time REALLY away from Caithe and from Aeris and he's. he's lonely. and shy. and retreats into his shell a bit and becomes a very easy target for bullying and hazing, because he's a quiet sylvari and kind of feminine in his mannerisms and speech and he's not very strong as of yet (training will fix this) and all the other recruits can see that he's GETTING preferential treatment despite all his shortcomings from Laranthir, then from Almorra, just because he had some stupid ass sylvari "dream" 🙄 whatever i dream all the time. last night I dreamt I slayed a huuuuuge monster beast so they should really give ME preferential treatment. not him.

and being "subtly" kicked down and talked down to and targeted during trainings and shoved around all the time has him. feeling not so good about any of it. Everyone keeps telling him that killing Zhaitan is his big destiny but it feels further and further away every day, with every training drill, with every meal that he eats alone (away from the mess hall because he's learning that the bullying doesnt STOP when there's a large group of people around, it gets louder.) so he eats his meals in some dusty old supply room somewhere and spends all his free time alone and miserable and missing Caithe and missing Aeris and writing letters that he can't bring himself to send, but he wants to give up and just go home. he doesn't like this place. he's clearly not meant for it. they must have picked the wrong sylvari for that dream about the dragon. so he should just drop it and leave. but Caithe might be mad at him. or disappointed. and Aeris will make fun of him, if she doesn't yell at him for it. there's no clean way out where he runs home and everyone welcomes him back and says yaaaay you left the vigil yaaaaay. there's just enduring being bullied by the recruits and the soldiers that rank directly above them, or there's going home a loser.

and I think Laranthir like. tries to keep up with him and check in occasionally within the first couple weeks or the first month or so. but Alba won't tell him what's happening, because he DID tell Laranthir the first time he asked and Laranthir punished the recruits that were tormenting him, and no one could prove that Alba ratted them out but you know. people just know. who else would do it?

so he doesn't confide anything and keeps his mouth shut and just grits his teeth but he wants out sooo bad. The Vigil is not what it was sold to him as. Caithe said they'd mold ANYONE into a soldier but he's not malleable like that. He can't be turned into that.

And things only turn around Because he meets Meisi. and works with him in small ways and is able to make friends with him. and that's how he becomes the Commander 😊 yay

and then Aeris. Aeris struggled just as much at the Priory if not more so. she's not people-persony by nature any more than Alba. She snaps and gets quite mean when she does. She doesn't necessarily Get boundaries with people, so she can.... come off as Mean-mean when she's trying to be Playful-friendly mean.

So the state of affairs for her heading into the Priory is that she joins, she's assigned a roommate, that roommate within a couple of weeks requests a transfer, she's assigned another roommate, that roommate requests a transfer, word spreads, this sylvari is downright unlikeable. she becomes a pox. you don't even want to be seen with her, she's such a blight on the priory. just socially. she's unpleasant and when she does involve herself she's awkward and kills conversations and starts arguments more often than not so don't BOTHER.

so she buries herself in studies. whatever, so people don't like her. whatever. she has an important wyld hunt to fulfill. she spends all her waking hours attending lectures and reading and studying and building a case for her first research trip to the brand. they assign her Sieran as a mentor NOT because she was showing exceptional promise but because she was like. visibly struggling socially to collaborate with people, and the Priory heads were like ok if shes going to do Anything about an elder dragon she needs to learn that. so they paired her up with their most volatile mentor candidate.

which is Good for Aeris in many ways and allows her chances to do research she would have otherwise been denied. Sieran dies at Claw Island and she's miserable because she did actually like that sylvari-- but i think this also allows her to meet some of Sieran's other friends and past teammates and sort of. branch out a bit. meet other people and communicate with them.

and Eventually she has her own research team that are interested in her field of study and she has her first research grant and here we go out to the brand to kill kralk right away yay! alba's gonna lose! <- main goal

then of course come the years of failure. of ah... that didn't work. well, next time. of bags of gold passed hand over fist. bring us results. we need to see the math, we need to see the magic laid out BEFORE it's cast, we need to see your full hypothesis and then we need you to make it work. and she never does. and Alba kills zhaitan a few months into this. and she's trying to be happy for him but she's also so neck deep in studies to kill kralk it's like. awesome. thanks for writing me. enjoy your celebration. sure, if you're ever in LA maybe i can take a couple hours off to come get a drink with you, sure.

and alba keeps going on to kill bigger badder things. and she's falling behind so steadily, so far behind that it's downright sickening. at some point she'd felt like she was ahead and now alba's killed a god. and the priory wants results. and she's getting mean again. snapping at her researchers. some of them quit before the elona trip. can't stand her anymore. she's become so hard to work with (wasnt she always though?) people she'd come to consider dear friends walk on her.

whatever. whatever, it doesn't matter. she's in elona. she's doing her research in the heart of the brand, where it matters. she'll get to the bottom of this. Alba is going after Kralkatorrik next. she has to hurry. she tells herself he won't do it, won't steal this from her, but also. does alba even remember her? Does Alba recall that this IS hers? so there's urgency. there's stress. there's this anxiety that he's going to do it, he's going to notch an arrow and slay HER dragon and all these years of research and gold and desperation will have been Nothing. she gets worse. the research doesnt produce results that work, results that make sense, and her team has nothing but excuses and guesswork to give her. at her lowest point she hurls a microscope across the makeshift thunderhead keep lab and two of her last researchers get up and leave.

at thunderhead keep-- because at this point she's gone to join them. this is where Alba's going to steal her dragon. this is where he'll do it. and he at LEAST can see that she needs it. he can at least pity her enough to hand the kill off to her, to include her in his little rallying speeches and talks about strategy. everyone politely ignoring how wilted she is, how many petals she's lost already. can she even swing a sword in this state? they're all wondering. wonder no more: she can. at least he's including her. at least he's willing to pass the blade for the killing blow.

and then the battle in the keep goes wrong. Alba rushes in for the killing blow and -- shes not even sure what she does, if she throws herself at him to stop him or if something knocks her off the ramparts, but she stops him. and kralk blasts the three of them, Aurene included, and then it's like a horrible nightmare, watching her dragon draw back out of the hole in the keep, one eye gone, mouth wide and sharp like a smile, just for her.

she gets up. alone. doesn't know where Alba is. he could be dead. he might be. some part of her is afraid and some part of her is hopeful. she's wounded, but not badly, nothing structural. so she makes it to Aurene first. before anyone. stands there staring at the dead granddaughter of her prey dragon. she knows they dont have a chance now, without aurene. the chance they had before... was stretching it.

the others join her. find her. they can't find Alba. relief. it's all relief. Alba couldn't do it either, it wasn't just her. And look. They were both equally close to Kralkatorrik. she walked away practically unscathed. he's a corpse in the rubble somewhere. in the end, she won. she outdid him in this small way.

then she hears Braham call out to him, "Commander…" He's approaching. With help. Clearly can't walk right. Clearly isn't functioning right. Eyes unfocused, glassy-- head injury. But he's alive. And it's her tipping point.

How dare he keep going? How dare he live another day to hunt her dragon? She should gut him on the spot but she chooses niceties. Their youth together taught her to use kid gloves with him. You have to, with Alba. At least she can yell at him as much as she wants. She doesn't remember most of what she says, just "your fault" "your doing" "all for fucking Alba Moonseeker." "You couldn't stand to let anyone else take the glory for one fucking second and now she's dead because of YOU."

She's up in his face. he's trying not to cry and failing, and he starts to apologize to her, has the NERVE to start trying to say he's sorry, and she shoves him back and storms off. Caithe's eyes on her back. She regrets that Caithe is there. She holds respect for Caithe. She might never have mothered Aeris in the same way she did Alba, but she was something. Some figure to look up at from below. The parental figure of your dear friend who checks in, makes sure you're alright before going to coddle her own. They'd never really kept in touch. Caithe wrote her a few times and she'd never found time to write back. Eventually the letters stopped. Aeris is certain the last time they'd met was in Caledon, all those years back, but she makes no mistake that Caithe remembers her from then. And so this is how Aeris turned out, Caithe. Miserable, alone, with nothing to show for it.

But it doesn't make any sense to her. She's done the research, all of it. For years. For years she's struggled and strained towards her Wyld Hunt, and her Wyld Hunt says she must kill the elder dragon of crystal and fury and she's tried time and time again so why? Why can't she kill Kralkatorrik? She is missing something. Some vital piece, somewhere out there in the world, some final key that slides into the slot and throws the whole puzzle wide open. Tyria is a vast land. She barely knows where to begin. But she picks a spot and goes looking, winds up in Desert Highlands. Near Glint's lair. And finds something else that remains. Brand shards she's seen before, in the Riverlands. Crystals.

She realizes that she's standing at an elder dragon's remains long before the emotion hits her. For a long, silent period of about five minutes she just stands there, taking it in. Alba fought Balthazar here, she knows. The locals talked about it enough. And Aurene's brother, Vlast, he died here defending the Commander.

Vlast died here. This is all that's left. Scorch marks, ground up crystals. Shards everywhere, far as the eye can see.

She knows a little about Vlast. Not a ton. He wasn't the subject of her studies, she didn't narrow in on him. She was busy with his grandfather.

And here's his final resting spot. It hits her hard. Loud. She cries and wails into the desert winds, because it's inexplicably agonizing. It hurts so much, knowing that Vlast died out here, young and alone. Was he afraid? Was it a hard choice, giving up his life for the Commander? It had to have been. She can feel his fear all around her, suffocating her; she can feel his pain and she wails and screams for a long time, cries it out. Her pain too. Years of her life, and she finally gets it. It was never Kralkatorrik. Not even for a minute. She knows now who the dragon in her dream was. And she'd missed her chance, ages ago. She'd been in Elona before Vlast died. If she'd gone looking for him…

It hurts. She's never known anyone who failed their Wyld Hunt, but it's unbearable. She hunches down on the ground, curls in and covers her head and screams until everything has left her. She's hollow. She could blow away in the wind.

so while Alba was raised by someone with his best interests at heart, struggled going into the Vigil but eventually made a dear close genuine friend and excelled... Aeris was genuinely screwed from the beginning. and it DOES all come back to her Dream being misinterpreted, and that only happened because Alba's dream less than two hours prior was such a huge deal and so urgent to interpret-- they'd rushed on hers. They'd filled in some gaps with guesswork. Must be Kralk. Guess your purpose is to kill him, much like Alba over here. They couldn't have KNOWN and it wasn't Alba's fault that he awoke before her but once Aeris realizes what happened, that the turning point was at the very beginning after all, she resents him deeply. If he'd stayed dreaming for another day, she would've been first. They would have figured hers out properly. Instead she's lost everything-- her Wyld Hunt, her scion, her friends, her whole life, her Kralkatorrik... she has nothing to show for her lifelong obsession, her non stop drive to the edge. He has all the glory. And he'll finish it while she's away. She knows he won't wait for her return.

And she probably also knows that she can't bear to be there, when Kralkatorrik dies.

Another sylvari finds her, huddled, curled in on herself on the plateau, and takes her back to his tent. Tryllwenn. He reminds her that they've met before, but she has zero recollection of this guy. He's sharing a tent with a charr who comes and goes at odd hours, and Aeris spends close to a month drifting in and out of full consciousness-- sometimes sleeping, sometimes awake but not fully aware. Grieving. Mourning everything that she's lost to this twisted obsession that they handed to her at birth.

the two leave her mostly alone for about six weeks. Tryllwenn brings her meals, feeds her while she stares into space. The charr (Tego) barely seems to regard her. Eventually, Tryllwenn sits down in her field of vision and informs her that she needs to go find Alba and make her peace with him, that Kralkatorrik is dead and there's no undoing any of it. You can only go forward. You can only advance.

So Aeris spends the next half a year trying to find Alba to make her peace with him. She has no idea what that means. She's certain it has something to do with an apology from him and closure for her. She's ready for that.

anyway it's near 3 am now and i might die if i don't Tryyyyy to sleep so that's all. I don't think much of this was new information but i love to tell a story again and again and again n_n

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[sturnstvs]

eras tour - matt sturniolo

summary: matt takes his best friend to the eras tour but maybe a specific song will bring out their true feelings for each other

warnings: use of y/n

requested: no

note: this is part 2 to birthday surprise

after waiting some long months, it was finally may meaning that it was also finally eras tour month. matt was glad that it was finally here so y/n would stop talking about it. he loved his best friend however hearing her talk about a concert 24/7 can be exhausting. it also didn't help that y/n lived with them to, so he couldn't escape it.

y/n decided she wanted to go all out, I mean everyone was. she started making friendship bracelets and planning her and matt's outfits as soon as she got those tickets. she was making bracelets almost everyday, she probably had almost 100, which matt thought was ridiculous but she kept saying that this was important as she was doing it for the "girlhood" part of it. so matt let her. he didn't want to ruin the girls happiness.

it was now may 4th and matt and y/n were on their way to the airport after saying their goodbyes to nick and chris, which took longer then y/n would like. (matt loves his brothers what did you expect?) once they got to the airport they put their bags and such through luggage claim and about a half an hour later they got onto the plane.

(I'm kinda making this up Idk how airports irl work)

the plane ride wasn't too long which matt and y/n were grateful for. they got off the plane quickly grabbing their luggage before getting an uber. after their uber came they got to the hotel not long after.

it was around 7:30 when they finally got to the hotel, so the two were quite hungry as they haven't eaten yet, but y/n and matt thought it would be a good idea to get some dinner and enjoy being in nashville for more then just a concert.

after dinner y/n and matt got back into their hotel laughing at a funny story they heard on the way back from dinner.

"we are so going to have to tell nick that story" y/n giggled

"oh trust me he will definitely want to here that" matt agreed.

"I'm a bit tired I'm going to go get ready for bed" y/n told matt shortly after their laughter had died down

"already? but its only like 10" matt voiced

"yes, I'm very much aware but we have a long day tomorrow" y/n reminded him coming out of the bathroom for a moment still washing her face

"were just going sight seeing and to a concert" matt told her confused

"yeah, a three and a half hour concert, plus we need to wake up early enough to go sight seeing then get back to the hotel to get ready. and we need to leave at like 4:30 to get an uber to get to the venue, and hopefully get merch and watch the openers, which I love gracie by the way so we are not missing that, then her actual concert starts at 8 and we will leave around midnight, so yes matthew we will have a busy day tomorrow, so get some sleep" y/n exclaimed while finishing washing her face, while matt just stood there with a shocked face

"wow, I didn't realize this is going to be literally a whole day" matt voiced

"yeah it is, now let me finish getting ready" y/n finished before shutting the bathroom door

by the time both matt and y/n were done getting ready for bed and in bed it was around 11:30. the two were sharing a bed because they thought it would be better sense there's only two of them, and they slept in each other's bed's all the time anyway.

the next day they woke up at around 7 in the morning to get breakfast. it was wired for matt, he was so used to not sleeping until like 4 or 5 and walking up at like two, but unfortunately they had things to do.

the two ate their breakfast quickly before getting dressed for sight seeing. they toured nashville and the good tourist attractions and had quite a lot of fun. they took pictures and videos to show chris and nick later.

around 2 y/n told them they should leave which matt agreed with. for y/n 2 was already pushing it. the got back to the hotel around 2:30 and y/n was quick to start getting ready.

the girl was in the middle of curling her hair when she threw matt's outfits at him

"what the fuck is this?" matt asked

"your outfit for the concert" y/n shrugged

matt just rolled his eyes in response going to put on his outfit.

y/n finished curling her hair and putting it in a ponytail with a purple bow in it. after her hair was done she did her makeup. which was her simple base with false eyelashes and glitter eye shadow. after her makeup, she quickly went to grab her purple dress in her suitcase before seeing matt sitting on the bed on his phone waiting for her.

"well don't you look handsome" y/n teased slightly meaning it

matt froze hearing y/n's beautiful voice.

"oh thank you" matt responded with a smile

matt was wearing a purple button up with some khaki pants. y/n thought it was simple but good enough for matt.

grabbing her purple dress she put it on quickly as it was already nearing 4. after that she only had a few more things for her and matt.

grabbing nail polish and eyeliner she wrote a thirteen on her and matt's hand. after, she grabbed her sharpie and wrote some lyrics on her arm. if you couldn't already tell speak now was the album y/n was going for.

grabbing her bag of friendship bracelets and her and matt's clear bag to take into the arena they were headed out of the door.

matt and y/n took an uber to the stadium (which took a little longer because of traffic) getting out of the uber they started walking to get in line, well matt waited in line while y/n went to go get some merch from the stand. matt got into the stadium quite quickly and he couldn't help but be impressed by first, the amount of people that were already there and by how big the stage actually was.

y/n got to matt soon after holding merch and having bracelets now all over her arms. y/n had gotten stopped a few times to trade bracelet's with some people that knew her from the internet.

they went through the openers quicky and matt could tell y/n was already having so much fun. once it hit 8 taylor came on stage and the concert started. y/n tried explaining to matt a little bit about everything in the car and showed him a little bit during the concert as well, but she was having too much fun to really show him.

once the end notes to bad blood played y/n started screaming louder knowing that the next set was the surprise songs.

taylor got to the microphone and the whole stadium was cheating excited for what song she was going to play.

"um so I've been planning something for a while, and um you know how I love to plan things, and then you know how I love to surprise you with the things I've been planing, its like, its just something, its my love language with you, you know, I plot, I scheme, I plan and then I get to tell you about it. so, I think rather than me like speaking about it um..." the crowd cheered louder thinking about what she might do while taylor just stood there and let them scream, giggling every once and a while.

y/n started tearing up. if this was what she thought it was, then she couldn't be happier. some people would say she was overreacting but this meant more to her then anyone could imagine.

"I thought I would just show you, so if you would direct your attention to the back big screen, that we have" and with that the words speak now taylor's version available july 7th showed up on the scream and y/n started shouting and bursting into tears. matt was a bit confused but cheered anyway considering this was important. he also filmed y/n's reaction the whole time, going to tease her about it later and probably post it to tiktok to, with y/n's permission of course.

everyone continued cheering, once the cheering slowed down taylor stared singing her first surprise song of the night but not before saying

"speak now comes out July 7th"

as the first words to sparks fly came out of her mouth y/n and matt looked at each other in shock.

this was their song.

"oh my fucking god! this is our song" y/n screamed at matt trying to slow down her tears of joy.

as the song continued matt couldn't help but think maybe this was his chance. his chance to tell y/n how he feels.

"y/n I think this might be the perfect time to say this and If I don't say this right now I might not ever get the courage again. I like you a lot y/n...no scratch that I love you like really love you as more then a friend, and I know you probably don't feel the same way but I needed you to know that" matt confessed while y/n had more tears in her eyes. her makeup was definitely off for the night

putting her arms around matt's neck as the song came to a close y/n smiled.

"I love you as more then a friend to matt" y/n muttered and sealed their lips together with a kiss. a kiss that spoke more words then actual words ever could.

matt and y/n enjoyed the rest of their night together, with a newfound sense of comfort in both of their hearts. man did they have a lot to tell nick and chris about

as they were leaving the stadium once the lights were turned on y/n was checking her phone and saw that someone air dropped a video to her. curiously y/n clicked on the video confused at what it could be.

it was a video of her and matt's whole reaction to sparks fly and their confession. soon after y/n felt a tap on her shoulder.

"you guys are so cute! you 100% deserved that tonight and congratulations" the stranger who took the video said.

y/n thanked the girl before she asked for a picture of her and herself to commemorate the night which she agreed to.

matt never thought that some silly tickets he thought would be a nice gesture for y/n would turn into a full on love confession between them and he couldn't be happier

note: this is not always going to be this taylor swift heavy but I thought it was cute 😊

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