#i think we were all nervous for one way or another! i won't ever forget the first time i heard LU

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Ok yes I have a fine line memory that I just wanna share and it’s been crazy thinking back to where things were for me when FL came out. So I’m from the US and I was living in my small hometown then, a very rural area and I always had dreams of making it to NYC. I had been there on trips before (including 1 for a Harry concert in 2018!) and loved it so so much. I was stuck at home and miserable but I was so looking forward to FL but also nervous because, not that I didn’t trust Harry to make a great album, but I was nervous cuz I thought the self titled was so great, like what if he can’t follow it up? He was still just starting out you know? Anyway obv he more than exceeded my hopes, like fine line absolutely rules and I was so over the moon about it, like he came through, he did it!!!! I was ecstatic! Of course I got tour tickets for 1 show in NYC and I would just plan a short trip and whatnot. Well then pandemic obviously but I didn’t get a refund, I figured I’d wait it out and go whenever it was rescheduled. Well time went on and I eventually started making plans to actually do it and move!! So I did! In September of 21. And it worked out cuz my show had been rescheduled for October of 21 and so I have such a distinct memory, one of the first things I did after getting settled in New York, was see harry at MSG. Which was hugely cathartic after waiting through the pandemic and getting to see a show again but also just, I moved there! It wasn’t just a vacation!! Anyway I’m still in NYC and I have a real adult life here now, like I somehow managed to meet my amazing bf who I love so much, we live together now and I’m trying to wear him down into letting us get a cat. Hahahaha. We fostered one for about 4 months and I fell completely in love with her and now I want one for real. Lmao. Anyway this is obviously way long, I’m sorry, but idk I’m just thinking about what I felt like in 2021 seeing that concert and how much that means to me. And what I felt like in 2019 hearing the songs for the first time and realizing, oh I’m gonna be a fan of this guy forever. Harry’s my guy and that’s that!!!! 🥹 💖

Omg, this is sooooo lovely 🥹🥰 It's so great that you have such a strong memory connected to Fine Line! I genuinely loved this! Thank you so much for sharing 🩷🩷🩷

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chemical override

Ewan Mitchell x actress!reader

a/n: i caved and did an actual Ewan fic! Given that the lad is more of a public persona nowadays, I reckon it's fine (?) This is pure self-indulgence for all my Ewan loves. May have a continuation but idk for now, enjoy!!

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The reader and Ewan are paired for press interviews. Despite barely having any scenes together and only knowing each other in passing on set, the chemistry they share cannot be denied...

Your first round of press takes place in a primped up hotel suite in Paris, thanks to the team at HBO.

You are an up and coming actress, much like some of your costars in the show, but the pressure is heavier on you because you were entering in season two, whereas everyone was already well-acquainted with one another.

Your few scenes were mostly with Jace and Baela, so you grew close to Harry and Bethany.

However, the media team decided to pair you up with Ewan for the day. A little fun initiative was set by the team that a character from the Blacks would be do press with a counterpart from the Greens - hence, yourself and Ewan.

You're nervous as you walk down the hallway, unable to fully pay attention to the instructions your lovely assistant gives you.

She tells you about the different interviewers for the day, bloggers and magazine writers from all over the world. She reminds you that each one will only be for a maximum of 5 minutes, so it shouldn't be too complicated. She smiles and eagerly says, "Take a deep breath, you got this!", as you reach the suite doors.

But in your mind, all you can recall is your first interaction with Ewan, almost a year ago right after the table read. You had nervously blurted out to him that Aemond is your favourite character, after he just asked, "How are you?". He laughed, said thank you, before he was pulled away in conversation by Tom.

You pray to the fictional Westerosi gods that things will fare better today. That you won't get all tongue-tied when those steel blue eyes land on you.

Upon entering the room, the team is quick to fuss over you. Sometimes you forget that you're actually an actress now. A celebrity, some might say. It all feels surreal and you have a inkling it won't ever stop being this way.

Ewan is already seated in front of the camera, and he stands to give you a hug as you finally walk over.

"Hey there, how are you?" he smiles widely, smelling like cigarettes and something muskier as he wraps his arms around you.

Unroll your tongue. Rework your brain. Calm down.

"Hey, Ewan!" you respond. "I'm doing great, happy to see you again."

"Well, I only wish we could have had more time together on set." Ever the gentleman, he gestures for you to take your seat before he does the same. "But next season perhaps? Who knows?"

"Oh, sure." You settle in, pleased by the fact that your chairs are only about a foot apart. "We can both look forward to my character giving Aemond the arse kicking he deserves."

He laughs, eyes glinting with mischief. "Come on now, I was thinking our characters are actually quite compatible, no?"

"Well, I sure wouldn't want to step on Alys' shoes. She'd probably curse my character all the way to Yi Ti."

"Hmm," he hums, biting his lip. You can't help but hear Aemond when he does that. "I say you can always count on Aemond and Vhagar to come to the rescue of a beautiful maiden such as yourself."

Well, you'll be damned. Ewan, while still an introvert of his own sort, is as charming as can be. If he's turning it on to get himself hyped for the press, it's working.

It's definitely working on you, to say the least.

The media manager gives the signal for the first interview to begin, and a reporter walks in, all ready with prepared script in hand.

"Here we go," you mutter, facing forward.

"Good luck," Ewan replies.

You both shake the reporter's hand, and he introduces himself as Jared.

"So guys," Jared begins. "Why don't we start with you telling me a little bit about what we can expect from your characters this season?"

The question is easy, and it doesn't take long for you and Ewan to think it through. Jared asks a few more basic questions, before drawing the attention more to you.

"When you watched season one, did you have a favourite character?" he asks you.

You smile, "Oh, I mean, I have to say - and Ewan already knows this, by the way - that Aemond was my favourite character."

"Was?" Ewan says, feigning shock. "Unacceptable."

"Was... Is... " you shrug, rolling your eyes playfully, earning a laugh from Jared. "I think I might be more a Daemon girl now."

"Oh!" Jared exclaims happily. "Does Matt know about this?"

"I'll be sure to tell him - "

Ewan interjects, shaking his head at you, "There's no need to tell him, because I'll convert her back to Team Aemond in no time, trust me."

"Daemon is awesome, though," you say to him, smiling.

"Sure." Ewan makes a face like that fact doesn't matter. Wasn't he the one who said that Daemon would be the character he would most like to play if not Aemond?

"And Caraxes is my favourite dragon." You share a look with Jared, hoping he would agree.

"Yes!" Jared says. "Caraxes is the best dragon in the show, in my opinion."

"Ah, you're both wrong," Ewan says. "My Vhagar is the oldest and baddest dragon in all of the land."

"My Vhagar, he says," you joke. "Seems like someone still hasn't shed Aemond for this press tour."

"And I never will, darling." His gaze is intense when he turns to you, and you clear your throat to fight the warmth rushing to your cheeks.

"Alright, they're giving me the wrap-up," Jared thankfully breaks the tension. "It was a pleasure talking to you guys, congratulations on the new season!"

One interview down, and your nerves have already considerably subsided. Ewan tapping your arm to start up a conversation once more surely helps in distracting you.

In the best damn way possible.

"How do you think we did? That wasn't too bad, was it?"

"I think we did quite well," you casually offer a high five, but your heart skips a beat when Ewan interlaces your suspended hands for just a moment.

"I'm glad they paired me with you," Ewan says, after releasing your hand. You hold on to the armrests to keep your fingers from twitching.

"I am, too," you admit. "I am a fan of you, after all, but I think you already know that."

He blushes, "Well, that's not a bad thing. I think you're a fantastic actress. I must have seen your first film a good ten times."

"You mean my first and only film," you add humbly. "But thank you."

"Only film for now," he affirms. "No doubt this is only the beginning for you, darling. With your talent and your charisma, I'm sure you have potential scripts piled up already."

"I could say the same for you! Have you seen what your fans say about you online? You're the internet's new boyfriend, Ewan Mitchell."

The media manager announces the next interview, but Ewan follows up with a response for you under his breath, "I have seen some things. But when I have a girlfriend, I'll make sure she won't have to share me at all."

Oh, so apparently he is single. But wait - why is he telling you this?

You don't get to mull over that thought. For the time being, the next interview starts and you make sure you do a good job at what you're paid to do - promoting the series.

Not daydreaming about getting with a costar, for heaven's sake. Stay professional.

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You feel lightheaded after finishing the seventh - or had it been the eighth? - interview.

Your assistant delivers a coffee to you during the twenty-minute break. Ewan had stepped out to the balcony to have a smoke, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

He certainly is everything you expected him to be, and so much more. Insightful, cheeky, dedicated. An artist, through and through. He was in the business for all the right reasons, passion and respect for the craft.

If he had any flaws, you weren't privy to them yet. If there are any reasons for you not to be attracted to him, you didn't know what those were yet.

And with every flirtatious remark and pointed smile, you can't deny the hope blooming in you.

"Hey," he reappears, pulling you out of your musings. "I hope you don't mind that I smell of smoke."

No, you didn't, not when it's him.

"Don't worry about it," you reassure him. You tilt your head forward to take a sip of your coffee, but a lock of your hair falls in front of your face. Annoyed, you think to reach for it, but Ewan beats you to it, tucking it back in place.

"There you go, darling," he croons, gesturing for you to proceed in drinking.

"Th-thanks." His eyes don't leave yours as you take a slow sip.

"So," you say, desperate to break the silence, "which interview did you enjoy the most so far?"

"How can I possibly choose? I mean, I really liked the one with ComicSociety, the guy that said our characters have a lot of chemistry and should get together next season. He's right, I already told you!"

"Ohhh, sure, that will go down really well with the Blacks and Greens."

He smirks, "I don't see why not?"

"For one, Aemond is ensnared by Alys, and my character will never give up fighting for Rhaenyra. I just don't see it happening, Ewan."

"Right," he mutters thoughtfully, "there is still Alys in the picture."

"Still in the picture? With the amount of steamy scenes you two have lined up for season three, I'd say she will be Aemond's entire picture in and of herself."

"Hmm," he glances at you once, then looks down. Dare you think it, does he look disappointed?

"But hey," you add lightly, "maybe we can talk to Ryan and he can flip the entire script just for our characters."

"Yeah," his cheeky smile resurfaces, "maybe you can take Alys' place."

Take the place of Alys? Of Alys. Is he insinuating...

"Next round of interviews, guys!" The media manager announces to the room.

"Here we go again, darling," Ewan squeezes your hand once, before putting on his professional face once more.

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By the end of it all, not even caffeine can perk you up. You were exhausted, you and Ewan having finished four full hours of press.

Your assistant comes to your aid, ready to direct you back to your own hotel room.

"This has been such a pleasure, Ewan, really." You stand, this time initiating the hug.

He squeezes you gently, humming in your ear. When you pull apart, he says, "I honestly wouldn't mind trudging through hours and hours of press with you."

That's sweet of him. You're too tired to mask the warmth that rises to your cheeks. "And I feel the same. Today couldn't have gone any better."

"Truly, and listen, maybe we could - "

"Ewan!" The manager approaches. "I'm so sorry to rush with this, but we need to film just a quick soundbite with you for Aemond. Just two to three questions for the Max Tiktok account?"

"Oh, okay - " Ewan is reluctant to turn away from you.

"Perfect! If you could just stand there by the windows please..." The manager already has him by the arm, directing where he has to go.

"We have to go," your assistant says. "Still have to prep for tomorrow."

"I'll see you soon, Ewan!" you call out to him. "Thanks again."

He gives a half-hearted wave, dejected as he watches you walk out of the room.

"That wasn't too bad," you share with your assistant as you enter the elevators. "Not bad at all, actually."

"Oh, you did so well," she compliments. "It definitely helps with the press that you and Mr. Mitchell have such insane natural chemistry."

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In the calm of your hotel room, you get ready for bed.

Just when you're about to finish with your nightly routine, your phone rings from your bedside table. You're quick to rush over, thinking it could be your assistant or your manager, with an urgent update about work.

But no - it's an unknown number. A UK number, as it appears.

Confused, you click answer anyway, putting it to your ear with a tentative, "Hello, who is this?"

"Hi, darling."

"Ewan?"

"Yeah, uhm, I hope I didn't disturb you - "

"Not at all," your answer comes out in a rushed breath.

"I also hope you don't mind that I got my assistant to ask your assistant to give me your number? It's what I wanted to ask you before you left today."

"Oh." You feel fully awake now, by some miracle, butterflies finding home in your stomach. "I don't mind. I... I should have given you my number, anyway. I have most of the cast's, in case I need to get a hold of you guys."

"Hmm, right," he says from the other end. You hear him calmly breathing, the sound strangely comforting, and wonder if he can hear the same from you.

He says, "I just wanted to keep hearing your voice. Didn't get enough of it today," and your heart just about stops.

"Oh. Okay," is all you are able to respond with.

"What are you doing?"

"Just... just getting ready for bed." Phone pressed to your ear, you shuffle around the room, putting some things back in place.

He says nothing for a few seconds, but you still hear his breathing, and some shuffling in the background. It occurs to you that he might just be as nervous as you are now.

Maybe.

"Listen," he finally says, "do you want to hear my pitch to Ryan about why our characters should get together next season?"

A genuine laugh escapes you. He sure is persistent. Playful, sure, but you're definitely willing to play along.

"Let's hear it."

"First," he says, "you have to renounce Daemon as your favourite character - "

"Not a chance."

" - and swear your love for Aemond."

"Keep dreaming."

He laughs, and you can only picture the corners of his eyes crinkling.

"Aww darling," he teases, "don't you love me?"

💌 part two - part three

The OGs will know that the final line is a nod to my first ever Aemond fic! 🖤

Did this slightly delay my series works? Yes, yes it did. Do I regret it? For Ewan frickin Mitchell, I would never ~

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Tommy’s teenage love, whom he got separated from when he went to france.. Sad, bitter and heartbreaking end for them.

But now years later he sees her again, and the tension is 👀👀

I know this doesn't have to be dark but of course I made it a little dark 🤣 tommy just can't take no for an answer...

warnings: DUBCON DARK SMUT 18+ ONLY!, yandere, infidelity/cucking, breeding

It wasn't until he tried to kiss you, and you backed away, that he really got angry. Up until that point, it seemed like he'd thought the life you'd made for yourself while he was gone was just a minor inconvenience at most-- but your resistance irritated him. You didn't remember being so nervous around him when he was upset.

"Why won't you kiss me?" he asked softly, and you weren't even sure how to answer that question... wasn't it obvious?

"Thomas," you mumbled, "it was nice to catch up, but..."

He tightened his fists as you trailed off, making you feel oddly trapped while standing in your own kitchen. "I kept my promise," he told you firmly. "I never loved anyone else."

"You can't be angry with me," you scoffed. "Tommy, we were children! We didn't understand what any of it really meant--"

"You didn't really love me?" he assumed sharply.

"O-of course I did," you sighed, "Tommy, of course. I loved you so much. But I grew up."

Your fingers absent-mindedly twisted your wedding ring around your finger, guilt stirring in your chest. If you were honest with yourself, you knew you never moved on from Tommy completely-- no one ever forgets their first love. But you'd managed to put it all in the back of your mind, telling yourself that was all over... until you saw him again. Your heart could've stopped, seeing him at your door; it was like seeing him for the first time all over again, even though you could see how unkind the years had been to him.

But you had to shove all those feelings down now, and think of your husband. "You should go," you whispered, "before he gets back."

"I grew up too," he sneered, taking a step closer that made your heart race for multiple, conflicting reasons. "You have no idea the man I am now. People do what I say or they suffer consequences."

You swallowed thickly, horrified to see the darkness in his eyes-- something totally unlike the gentle, passionate young man you'd known all those years ago.

"If I want something, I take it," he continued. "Doesn't matter if it's a horse, or a gun, or another man's wife."

"Tommy," you whimpered, "my husband will be home soon... you need to leave before he comes back."

He stepped closer again, grabbing you and holding you tightly against him when you tried to step away. "Good," he decided flatly. "He can see what a little whore you are when a real man takes you."

He shoved you down onto the table harshly, ignoring your whine of pain as he pushed the bowls and plates out of the way, most of them falling off and shattering; none of that bothered him, he was too busy roughly pulling up your skirts, unfastening his trousers, holding you down. "T-Tommy, please," you choked.

"I know," he sighed, "I know, you need me so badly. How long has it been since anyone properly made love to you, darling? He could never take care of you like I do."

Sliding his fat head through your folds, you choked on a little sob.

"You still get so wet for me," he grinned happily, "still dripping, just like I remember."

Truth be told, your body still responded to him... that couldn't be denied now. You had a natural urge to give in and let him take you, let him bring you the pleasure you hadn't known since he left; but your logic and your dignity kept up the fight, though it was pretty useless against Tommy's strength-- with only one hand, he held you down while he guided his cock to your entrance.

He sighed a heavy, dark sigh of relief as he sheathed himself inside you, relaxing all over like a burden had been lifted off of him. "Oh, love," he purred, rubbing your back soothingly to try to help you stop shaking. "Oh, I'd nearly forgotten... nearly lost the memory entirely of how warm you are inside..."

You, meanwhile, were whimpering and willing your legs not to shake-- you couldn't let him see how much you loved the feeling, how you'd longed to take him inside you again, or he'd never leave you alone.

"My beautiful," he panted, "my darling..."

Setting a rough and desperate pace, his hands grabbed greedily at your body, forcing you to bite down harder on your lip to keep from moaning.

"You wouldn't believe how I missed this," he breathed. "Thought of you every day in France-- only way I survived, thinking of you... said you'd wait for me, love..."

You tried to hold back your tears, all of this bringing back emotions you thought you'd buried forever-- I would've waited for you forever, Tommy, you wanted to say, I wish I had, but I was scared that I'd never see you again.

You didn't say it, though, because you wouldn't be able to keep yourself together. You were struggling enough now, impossibly conflicted by what he was doing to you. For years you'd imagined seeing him again, but it never went quite like this in your head.

"T-Tommy," you managed choke out, and he cooed your name back at you sweetly.

"I know," he offered again, "it's really me, love-- we're really together again. I won't let you go this time."

You hadn't been lying about your husband coming home soon-- maybe Tommy thought you were, as an excuse to make him leave, but you weren't. You sobbed in shame and fear as he unlocked the door and walked in, finding you two in the kitchen with the most (understandably) bewildered look on his face.

Tommy didn't even stop.

"Wha-- Christ?! Who the fuck are you?!" your husband spat out, stammering over himself.

"I'm Tommy fuckin' Shelby," Tommy growled.

"O-oh," your husband choked, stepping back shakily towards the door. You hid your face, unable to look at him, so you only knew he left when you heard the door shut a minute later. Tommy purred and leaned down to rest his head on your back, between your shoulder blades.

"Don't think he's gonna give us any more trouble," Tommy chuckled darkly. "Fuck, love, I'm so close already-- never knew how to control myself with you..."

The way he breathed against your skin-- that hadn't changed at all. You hadn't even realized you remembered it until you heard it, and it was like you were that girl again, the girl he loved so long ago-- but you weren't anymore, or at least, that's what you had thought.

"Almost ready to fill you up nice and deep, hm?"

"Tommy," you choked, tensing up under him, and he groaned happily.

"Can't wait for our little family, darling," he cooed, "all the babies we're gonna have-- like we talked about back then, remember?"

His thrusts came faster and harder, shaking the whole table under you, and you kept hiding your face so you could try to deny your pleasure. Maybe you could hide it from yourself, but it was useless trying to hide it from him.

"I know how badly you need it," he groaned, "how long you've wanted this-- I'm yours, love, all yours again. You'll never have to be away from me again."

You knew what that really meant was that you'd never get a chance to be away from him again. It scared you just as much as it comforted you.

He came deep inside you with a long, low moan-- and for a long time, he just stayed within you, catching his breath. He only pulled out so he could lift you up a bit, turning you to face him, and finally getting you to kiss him this time. You struggled to focus on kissing him back when you could feel his come running down your thighs.

"You were always mine," he informed you with a gentle whisper against your lips. "Doesn't matter whose ring is on your finger. You'll always be mine."

[peachhcs]

locker room antics

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will blurb)

macklin pokes at will like a younger brother and the guys in the locker room are just the same as the guys back in boston

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woot woot another post! i really believe macklin likes to poke at will and ask him embarrassing questions because he can —also i don’t know the sjs guys that well but i thought it was funny to recreate will getting caught with hickeys like he did at bc

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"wait, why do you drive with one hand like that?" macklin observed the way will's left hand sat atop the steering wheel while the other just rested on the center armrest.

"because i do?" the blonde was confused.

it was not even eight in the morning yet and the two boys were on their way to morning practice—hardly awake to even be functioning correctly. will's never thought about the way he drove until macklin decided to pick him apart just now.

"it's so..odd. you're just..driving with one hand. isn't that uncomfortable?" the younger brunette kept poking with his questions and boy was not in the mood for it this morning.

"do you have a problem with my driving? don't forget i'm the only one that can drive right now," he didn't really snap, but macklin drew back for a second. he studied his friend's expression, eyes glancing towards the two polaroids stuck onto the sun visor above will's head.

it suddenly made sense.

"ohh, i get it. you drive with one hand so you can hold samy's when she's with you," macklin laughed, but the blonde was still confused. he didn't get what was so funny.

"yeah? sure? and?"

"nothing, nothing. i just think it's cute that you probably made yourself learn to drive with one hand so you could like hold hers," the brunette continued laughing to himself. all will did was roll his eyes, not very amused by the conversation.

"wait, have you guys like..done it in here?"

when will didn't answer immediately macklin literally gasped and started freaking out (or pretend freaking out), "oh my god you have! you have! was it where i'm sitting?! please say no, please—"

"mack, chill. chill. we've never "done it" in my car before, i promise," will was quick to shut down any ideas, face flushing.

"but have you in a car before?"

"why are we talking about my sex life at 7:45 in the morning?" the forward cringed knowing it was way too early to be discussing this.

"i don't know, you tell me," macklin shrugged.

"dude, you started it," will countered.

"you didn't answer my question," the brunette crossed his arms, turning away like he was mad.

again, the blonde rolled his eyes knowing it was too early for any of this, "we have, yes, but not in this car i swear."

"that's fucking crazy, man. how does that even work? like..there's not enough room," unfortunately, the younger hockey player really didn't know when to stop talking.

"you just make it work, i dunno," this conversation needed to end.

but wow, was macklin persistent, "but like what position makes sense? is she on top? are you?"

"dude. i'm not talking about this anymore," this time will really did snap and finally, his friend shut up, leaning back into the seat.

"but like can you tell me what's the biggest you've ever been?" his voice rang through will's ears not even a second later.

"how the fuck am i supposed to know that?" the blonde exclaimed.

"i don't know? you've never measured yourself before?"

"no, i've never measured myself before. why are you asking me this?" they rolled onto the street much to will's relief which meant this conversation was gonna be over really soon.

"i'm just curious. i'm nervous that when i get a girlfriend i'm gonna do it all wrong, so i figured you would have some expertise," macklin shrugged and his answer sort of made will feel bad for snapping a second ago.

he rolled them into their usual parking spot, rolling into park before he turned to his million question friend. "i promise, you won't do it wrong no matter what. it just happens naturally and you both kind of fall into the movement and moment i guess. you got nothing to worry about, man," will tried giving his best advice he knew.

"okay, okay, thanks smith. sorry for the questions," macklin grinned while the blonde playfully rolled his eyes.

"yeah, whatever. come on, let's go in before we're late and we have to do laps," the two climbed out of the car, grabbing their bags from the back and walking up to the rink together.

"okay, but one more question, i promise. how long do you last?"

"macklin—"

"okay, okay, sorry. i'm done. don't answer that."

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will slid into his stall, exhausted from the long practice and ready to head home for a much needed nap and food. he reached around for his phone to check for any important messages, smiling when he saw a good 10 texts from samy.

he liked when she texted him nonstop about something even though she knew he wouldn't answer until later. it gave him something to look forward to.

"someone's smiley," bordeleu noticed his teammate's grin, nudging will's shoulder to grab his attention away from his phone.

the blonde looked up to an expectant look on tom's face. "what's got you smiling so much?" the older boy teased a bit and catching the attention of the others around them.

"just texting my girlfriend," will answered, watching his teammates raise their eyebrows in surprise.

"girlfriend? you got a girlfriend?" jack poked his head into the conversation, smirking.

"you should hear them on the phone together. so sappy," macklin added his input and quickly everyone became surprised to learn of this apparently new information.

"no way our rookie's got a girlfriend. who is she? meet her at boston or something?" eklund and the others' anticipation grew while will's face began turning into a deep blush at the sudden attention.

"i think you guys know her pretty well..we're playing her brother in two weeks," macklin continued before will could. it took the guys a second, but the realization slowly set in.

"no fucking way. you're dating samy hughes?" the disbelief was clear on their faces.

"uh, yeah..you guys didn't know?" the blonde chuckled, standing up to get himself ready for a quick shower.

"uh, no. we didn't. you're telling me you pulled the little sister of some of the best hockey players in the nhl right now?" jack questioned and will slowly nodded.

"we grew up together so she was just kind of always there," will didn't really get what was so exciting and shocking about his relationship, but maybe he was just desensitized because he grew up with the hughes siblings.

the boy pulled his shirt off, searching for a towel and a change of clothes when a small gasp escaped someone's lips. he pulled his gaze to his right where macklin's hand covered his mouth trying to stop laughter from coming out.

"oh my god..holy shit," bordeleu got out and the other two boys whistled which drew in the attention from the even older guys.

"what?" will was confused and oblivious to everyone staring at the pretty purple and red splotches on his chest.

"you're telling me little hughesy left those?" ecklund poked will's arm and the boy's eyes shot down to his chest. a deep blush spread from his neck to the tips of his ears as he finally realized what everyone was staring at. shit.

"guess you went a little too hard when you were in michigan," macklin teased and the others quickly laughed. will knocked his friend's head, glaring at him.

"i guess hughesy can bite. impressive," jack nodded in approval and the poor forward was getting serious deja vu—living the same exact scenario that he did in boston after he visited samy.

"you definitely got the girl, w-2. she's a real keeper if she can do that to ya," bordeleu patted the blonde's shoulder before walking away. the others winked, leaving the rookie's alone for now.

"looks like our new rookie's been getting some!" goodrow exclaimed, making a show by clapping his hands for the now very embarrassed blonde. macklin joined in and then so did everyone else—all eyes on will.

"you better make sure her brother doesn't see those when we head to van in two weeks," the younger brunette said.

will went off to the showers knowing he'll never live that down for the rest of time and those guys would bring it up at any chance they got.

however, the hockey player still prided himself in the fact that everyone always seemed jealous that he got the girl and not them. yeah. he did get the girl and it felt great that no one else did.

[purplesoulcollection]

Childhood Friends

Hey there! This is my very first fanfiction featuring Sung Suho, and I'm excited to dive into his story. He's the son of the legendary shadow monarch, Sung Jinwoo.

I plan to focus my writing on him. I'm not really considering to write a story about Sung Jinwoo since he's already so well-loved by other author fans, plus he has Cha Hae-In and an adult child who's ready to take on challenges, also he already around 40 years old in the manhwa (even though he doesn't aging!)

So, I'm eager to start fresh with his son, who is almost a mirror image of him but with a more vibrant personality and still untouched by romance in the manhwa.

This is the version 1 cause I didn't feel satisfied with my fic yet, so i'll make another version in the future. But still enjoyed it.

I hope you enjoy my other short stories and drabbles too!

Is this love?

That's my doodle in my notebook, and i even added some decorations to make it look nicer. I'm twirling my pen around, and my thoughts are all over the place with a mix of emotions. I can't help but focus on just one person in my mind.

I'm not sure if I should feel happy, sad, angry, or just confused. I don't get why i had to come to this realization. I wake up one day and realized that I've been in love with him. Why do i have to realize that i like him more than just a friends?

Having feelings for someone who sees us as just a childhood friends is tough for sure. It's hard to ask someone who thinks of us as family to look at us in a different light.

Now that I've figured it out, I'm stuck on what to do next. We are the perfect example of childhood friends. We've known each other since we were little kids, not quite since babyhood, but close enough.

But the question is... Should i confess to him and being rejected or should i just keep silent about this?

Wait is that important right now!

I seeing Suho enter class. Since when i ever have seeing Suho with the filter in my eyes that he looks more shiny and handsomer than before i realized my feeling, also why my cheeks and my hearts feeling so hot to even look at him, this feeling is definitely weird, my whole life is lie.

I want to scream when i realize that our eyes is locked to seeing each other and he smiles to seeing me looking at him, i roll my head a bit to avoid his glance before i realize his walk means he wants to come to my seat.

Okay this time i have to be a normal. Don't be like my earlier self who avoided him openly without thinking ahead.

"Hey Name, why you avoiding me since morning? We have been walk together to school since forever."

He seat next to me. Fortunate to me that that's not his assigned seat.

"I-i been awoke earlier than usual and being bored to wait you come, Suho, so i going to school myself." I nervously spoken that way to him, please don't realize my nervous voice...

"And i don't see you until the class started?" He asked that question, but well I already prepared my answer, "Oh, it's because i go to the toilet. You know, girls things."

"I don't know you have the girls things too. I think you're like a man"

"Hey don't mistake me as your man friends. I'm still a girl, look wear the skirt." i waving my short skirt at him, he stopped my waving with placing his hand on my hand.

"Don't waving it around, your skirt is short. Someone may seeing it." He looking around to seeing the peeking from others, seeing everyone not doing that, he sighed relieved.

"I'm joking, of course i know you're a girl Name. If you always use the skirt, how i not remember?"

"If you're remember my fact, do you remember when my birthday is?"

My birthday is coming up soon. If he doesn't remember now I'll remind him. But he won't being off from my anger because he forgot my birthday.

I expected he to not remember it like the usual thing of the man. But he defies the usual thing. " I remember, I already prepared your gift."

I'm shocked, the girls always gossip around that their boyfriend always forget their birthday but he remember me and even already buy gift. "Already!! You are so prepared, Suho. Do you want to give me a little hint about my gift is?"

"This gift is special, hope you like it." He smiled mysteriously, i don't know if I'm should scared or excited to my special gift this time. Not that more complicated from my sudden realizing.

"Special? Is this more special than previous gift before?" He didn't answer and leave to his seat, maybe the hint is his way to make me even more curious and eager to receive my gift.

I'm being forced to going home together with Suho. When I try to sneak away from him, he keeps a close eye on my movements and slips into my blind spot to prevent me from leaving.

Maybe he should consider a career in law enforcement his father. Oh, that's a sensitive subject. I need to be careful not to bring it up with him.

"Why do you have to be by my side all the time? We're grown up enough to be independent," I asked him, standing on one side while he remained on the other.

"You're a girl, Name. Of course, you need someone to look out for you," he replied, his genuine concern leaving me feeling both happy and a bit sad.

A girl, huh... Should I feel flattered that he sees me as a girl, or does he want something more?

As I made my way home, I caught sight of the sunset. I walked over to the road fence, gazing at the familiar view.

The sunset, unobstructed by buildings, painted the sky beautifully as I descended the road.

No matter how many times I see it, the sunset always feels magical and picturesque. The warm light made both of us shine in the fading glow before darkness took over.

"You always seem to be captivated by the sunset. Do you really like it?" His voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I turned to find him watching me intently, which made me a bit nervous.

I rub my elbow to distract me from the nervousness before reply, "Why do you want to know my opinion? Aren't you the one who interested in going to art school? An art student should already know the answer is."

My answer make he look troubled, and want to deny it. "I want to entered the art department for drawing, not the art for poetic writing."

But i still look clueless what he want to say from me, so in the end he have to explain

"Everyone has their own perspective. I'm curious about yours."

"I see the sunset as the last chance to enjoy the sun's beauty. Once it sets, the world feels dark and fragile without it. Yet, people often dread the sunrise because it signals the start of a new day, so the sunset is a bittersweet moment with limited time to appreciate it."

I think he didn't expect my answer, because his eyes is widening and he make a small giggle which make me wonder, what's was the funny that he laughed.

"You have a really unique way of expressing that."

"Yeah, I guess so. But why are you watching it with me now? You don't share my habit, do you?"

"You always gaze at the sunset, so I thought I'd join you." He look deeply at me, make me stuck in my place, my gaze stuck at him. My heartbeat is so loud until i can hear it with my ear, my whole body feels hot, i feel like maybe he also like me and we can dating around and do ki-

WAKE UP NAME, you can't let your imagination like a wild horse! I closing my eyes strongly and shake my wild horse, tried to wake myself from my delusion.

He doesn't like me. We're the best friend who can depend on each other, we won't be a couple! But even if i convinced myself like that, i can't help to steal a glance to him, looking at his handsome face and start to blaming him for my delusion.

Are he clueless or he likes me? Why he have to fooling around with me like that.

If you're not liking me, Suho then don't make me misunderstood with your ambiguous action and word. I don't think i can

I don't want to be reckless and losing our relationship, if we can't be lover, at least i can still become your best friend, even if he in the future having a girlfriend... Thinking that in the future he will having a girlfriend who will laugh with him, together with ease, and can even do something romantic make me ever more sad and cranky.

Suck, Why am I have to like him...? I lie to myself that i will okay if he having someone he loved instead me. We can't possibly remains as a best friend if i become this sad because of the future possibility... Is this possible to make everything okay between him and me?

And then my birthday is coming...

I’m really intrigued by the special gift he has for me. He’s never mentioned a gift being special before; this is a first. Previously, his gifts have been the typical romantic gestures like flowers, my favorite meals, or jewelry. Classic moves, but they always made me happy.

So, I’m quite eager to find out what Suho’s special gift is.

However, when I saw him at school, he mentioned that I couldn’t receive the gift just yet; it had to wait until after school.

It’s odd—why the delay? He said the gift was already ready, right? I felt a bit frustrated with Suho for being so inconsistent.

But since it’s my birthday, I decided to be patient and wait for the surprise.

As my curiosity grew and my expectations soared for the mysterious gift Suho promised, I found it hard to concentrate on my classes today.

Once the lessons were over, I looked around for Suho, but he was nowhere to be found.

I turned my back for just a moment to put my book in my bag, and suddenly, he was gone.

I asked around, searching for him, but no luck.

Is he trying to avoid me? But why? I haven’t done anything to upset him, have I?

Ping—

The sound of a chat notification on my phone reminded me that I could reach out to him.

When I checked my phone, I saw that he had messaged me.

"Come to the school roof!" It was a simple command, as if I should just drop everything. I mean, it’s my special day; shouldn’t I be the one calling the shots?

I made my way to the school roof, stomping my feet in frustration. I’m annoyed with him, but he’s still my dear friend.

As I burst through the school door, I was taken aback by the sight before me.

Two balloons were attached to the fence, a round carpet was laid out, and there was Suho standing on the carpet. When did he even bring a carpet to school?

He looked at me, but his expression was different. Normally, he greets me with a smile, but this time he avoided my gaze and scratched his neck nervously.

"Suho, do you want to hold my birthday party on the roof? Even bringing a round carpet?" I walked towards him and stepped on the carpet too. The closer I got, somehow the more nervous he looked.

But Suho didn't respond to my question at all, he just ignored it and discussed other things.

"Name!"

"What?"

"I like you…"

I hiccup, certainly not expected he to discussed this topic, "...Since when?" i ask that with the hint of doubtful, he never shows me his affection openly.

He matches his gazes to me and then i finally realize that his eyes shows his love for me, only focuses on me and only me. "Don't know... We already being friends for so long, So it feels vague to know since when I liked you."

Noticing that his gaze felt intense and unsettling, I shifted my focus to the breathtaking view of the sunset.

The sun was about to dip below the horizon, ushering in the night without its warm glow.

We were both enveloped in the final beams of sunlight, and for some reason, this sunset seemed even more stunning than usual.

Could it be that I’ve realized I’m not the only one with feelings? He likes me too…

"What’s your answer…?" he asked softly, a hint of worry in his voice as if he feared I might be upset for interrupting my thoughts.

"Let’s tidy this up; we should head home before it gets dark," I replied, peeling the glue off the balloon string.

I noticed he had been thoughtful enough to choose a balloon that wouldn’t look silly if I was the one holding it.

Suho quickly rolled up the carpet and hurried after me as I walked away.

Of course, he could easily catch up; he was much taller than I was.

"What’s your name?" he asked, a trace of nervousness evident in his tone.

I decided it was time to stop delaying my response. "I like you too, Suho. We’ve been friends since we were kids, and I’m not sure why I feel this way."

Instead of a serious reply, he confidently quipped, "Isn’t it because I’m the most handsome guy in your eyes?!"

I bit my lip in annoyance at his arrogance. He really does think he’s the best, to the point of saying it out loud.

Even if it’s somewhat true, I wasn’t about to agree with him.

"Pfft, the most handsome? My idol is still way more handsome in my eyes," I teased back.

But as we bickered over who was more attractive, we ended up playfully wrestling while holding hands.

The End

I hope you liked my naively scenario...

[pollymorgan]

Ex-Husband Negan Part 3

Warnings: Defloration, but in a good way.

Tense, Negan looked back and forth between me and the hallway, towards Gracie's room. Then he ran his hand uneasily over his face.

"Fuck, sweetheart, correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't you the one who always said I shouldn't use sex as a power tool?" he asked, with a slight grin on his face.

Innocently, I shrugged, "I would rather call it an offer."

I could clearly see the struggle in his eyes. "Okay, here's a counterproposal. You go ahead and make yourself comfortable, maybe even take off all those unnecessary clothes you're wearing, and in the meantime, I'll take care of the thing in Gracie's room... Believe me, I'll be with you in no time."

Angry, I crossed my arms in front of my chest, "Forget it, Negan... Either now, or never!"

"Never?" he asked sarcastically, "Darling, we both know that's not true. You need me, just as I need you."

He took a step towards me, and I would have instinctively stepped back, but the stairs were behind me, so I inevitably stood still. Negan's right hand came closer to me, and he began lightly stroking my collarbone with his fingertips, following the movement with his gaze. Of course, he noticed how I almost forgot to breathe under his touch.

"How often do you close your eyes when Steve fucks you and pretend it's me, huh? Tell me, I won't tell anyone..." he whispered.

I shook my head almost imperceptibly and looked at him in disbelief, then he leaned in and whispered with a gentle, gruff voice directly into my ear, "... but it annoys you every time that it doesn't work, that he can't make you feel things, that he can't touch you like I do, right? My darling, I know you better than anyone ever could. I was the first man in you... I'm the only one who has impregnated you twice... And only I can make you come so many times, over and over again."

His words hit me hard, because they held up a mirror to me that I didn't want to see, but at the same time, they sent warm electric shocks through my whole body.

A light slap on my butt brought me back to the present. "Well, off to the damn bedroom," he said firmly.

I grabbed his hand and led him down the dark hallway. After opening the door and turning on the light, I turned expectantly towards him.

"There it is... The same beautiful, slightly nervous smile as our first time." he noted.

29 years ago

While the other girls in my class cut out snippets from fashion magazines and glued them to their walls, my room was wallpapered with posters of various rock bands, and as our classmates tried to get into clubs with fake IDs, my two best friends and I were already thinking of another excuse for our parents to go to the next concert.

For almost two months, I had my first steady boyfriend, and since then, every day was even more adventurous. Not only the fact itself was super exciting, but he was simply the most exciting boy I had ever met. When we first saw each other at a small club concert, I was immediately head over heels in love with this guy that everyone there seemed to know. I was even more surprised when he came straight to me to talk, among all the pretty, older girls. That same evening, we kissed while the band played my favorite song. It wasn't my first kiss, but it was so different from anything I had felt before.

Although he was an absolute chaos and troublemaker who constantly got into fights and arguments, he treated me like a princess from the first moment. There was not a moment in that time when he didn't carry me on his hands and do everything to prove how important I was to him. I knew he had had quite a few, more or less, 'girlfriends' before me and often felt the eyes of the other girls on us when we stood hand in hand at a concert. And that always made me extremely insecure, but he assured me that it was different with me, that I was special.

Since our first meeting, we spent all our free time together.

During the week, we were usually at his house. His family was never there, and we had our peace, while my friends covered for us in front of my parents. So we had enough time to make out, listen to music, and philosophize about everything possible. I had never met a person before who was interested in the chaos in my head. Yes, who even understood it and thought similarly. With each similarity, I fell even more in love with this guy, even though I thought every time that there couldn't possibly be more.

So we were lying together on his bed again. My head was nestled in his armpit, and I watched him smoke while he stared at the ceiling. The fact that he just lit up a cigarette in his room impressed my 16-year-old self immensely.

Suddenly, he looked at me and grinned unmistakably, "You're looking at me as if I were some damn alien or something."

I felt caught, "Not at all... well, maybe a little, you are my boyfriend after all."

I gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. He then withdrew his arm from under my head to position himself sideways and prop himself up on his hand.

"Now you're looking..." I said defiantly, feeling my heart beating even faster.

"You are my girlfriend after all," he said amused and blew the last puff of his cigarette before rolling halfway over me to reach for the ashtray. His body was heavy on me, but I loved feeling him so close. In this position, he looked down at me and whispered softly, "And the most fascinating girl I know."

His gentle words and his strong body on mine evoked feelings in me that I had never experienced before. I wanted more of him.

His hand gently traced my waist, delicately stroking my breasts over my t-shirt. I loved it when he did that. My body trembled with excitement. Then he kissed me, a kiss that quickly intensified.

Suddenly, he rolled off me and pulled me with a swing. Now I was lying on top of him. We smiled at each other. Of course, I could feel how aroused he was by the situation, but I was too. After another kiss, I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Can I ask you something?" he broke the silence after a while.

"Mhh..." I dreamily replied.

"Have you ever pleasured yourself?" he asked bluntly, and I was glad I could bury my face in his shirt so he couldn't see how my cheeks flushed.

"Yes... I mean, yes..." I stammered awkwardly.

"Hey, is it embarrassing for you to admit that in front of me?" he asked, poking me in the ribs with his index finger, making me jump.

I looked up and met his beautiful dark eyes, which meant everything to me. He gently held my chin, so I couldn't lower my gaze.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing in this damn world should be embarrassing for you in front of me, especially not that, understood?" he said so emphatically that I could only whisper an 'okay.'

Reflectively, I bit my lower lip and then said softly, "I... I imagine it's you touching me when I do it..."

His hands trailed down my back and then settled on my buttocks.

"Wow, that's so damn hot," he exclaimed excitedly.

My body trembled slightly as I sat up and decisively took off my top. Now I was just sitting on him in my bra. "I don't want to just imagine it anymore, Negan. I want to sleep with you."

I had imagined so many times what it would be like and every day I thought that something more would finally happen between us than just kissing and a little fooling around. But he never took another step, and I was always too shy. Sometimes I even started to doubt myself because I heard stories from all sides about who Negan had supposedly slept with before me. But the Negan I knew was totally different from all those stories circulating about him.

"Do you really want that?" he asked cautiously, but I nodded decisively and opened my bra.

Negan's eyes wandered between my naked breasts and my face. "Fuck, you're incredibly beautiful... I just don't know what I did to deserve you..."

I leaned in towards him, and as soon as our lips met, a wild, passionate kiss ensued.

Negan rolled over again, so I was lying beneath him, then he took off his t-shirt and continued kissing me. Slowly, he pulled away from me and looked deeply into my eyes, while our noses almost touched.

"Please tell me if you don't like something, promise me... I'll stop immediately if anything makes you uncomfortable," he said decisively, his lips wandering over my jaw, slowly moving to my neck.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling on my bare skin. I loved it and at the same time, I felt a little scared because I was about to have my first time. What if it changed everything between Negan and me? I wanted it more than anything, but at the same time, I had doubts about whether it might ruin everything.

His kisses moved tentatively to my right breast. For the first time, I felt his lips on my delicate skin, and it immediately gave me goosebumps. My nipples hardened, even though I was feeling incredibly warm. My lower body tens ed up, sending tingles throughout my entire body. Restrained, I moaned as his tongue touched my nipple. He circled it slowly, making it so hard that it almost hurt. Then he gently sucked on it. He repeated the same with my left breast, and my upper body arched towards him. He looked up at me happily, "Baby, hearing those sweet sounds from you catapults me straight to paradise; no one on this planet is even close to being as sexy as you."

At his words, I couldn't help but smile and relax a bit more. His fingers lightly trailed down my ribs, tickling me in some places, making me twitch. Eventually, he reached the waistband of my pants and pulled them down slightly. He looked at me questioningly, and I nodded decisively, lifting my hips so he could pull down my jeans and panties unhindered. Now it was time; I lay completely naked before him, my thighs pressed together nervously.

"My princess, to make it feel good for you, you need to relax," he said, gently guiding his fingers down my inner thigh and slightly pushing my legs apart, just enough for his hand to fit between them. My heart raced, and I felt the blood pumping through my veins.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you, I promise! Just like I'll always take care of you," he said emphatically, looking into my eyes as his fingers gently touched my most intimate part. He ran his fingertips over it and then very lightly between my labia. Everything in me tingled like crazy, like the feeling of being in love, intensified a thousand times.

I closed my eyes, pushed my hips towards him, and at the same time, slightly spread my legs further apart.

Negan placed his large, warm hand on my lower abdomen while his right hand thoroughly explored my vulva. When he briefly touched my clitoris, I saw stars before my eyes; the feeling was incredible and incomparable. I felt one of his fingers circling around my entrance.

"Every inch of your body is perfect," he whispered, then slowly pushed his finger into me, kissing my knee, which was slightly trembling and bent next to him. When he added a second finger, I felt myself tightening around him.

"Does that feel good?" he asked confidently.

And my "Yes" came out louder than I had planned. I opened my eyes and saw him proudly grinning.

Unexpectedly, he leaned between my legs and placed a warm, wet kiss directly on my mound. Surprised, I reflexively closed my legs, holding his head. Only when the kiss ended did I relax again, and my boyfriend crawled over me to give me another kiss directly on my lips.

"You can tell me to stop at any time!" he said, looking deeply into my eyes as if searching for an answer.

"I trust you, Negan!" I replied, smiling at him somewhat unsure.

He immediately kissed my nose and then leaned over to the nightstand to get a condom. I didn't care that he had probably been with a hundred other girls in this bed; at that moment, I felt I was special to him. That everything was special. That we were special.

Negan took off his pants and boxers and positioned himself between my legs. I was so excited that I could barely look at his penis. Of course, I had seen male genitalia before; I knew what guys looked like down there. But in this situation, it was something completely different.

"You can touch it," Negan said amused, taking my hand to place it on his hard penis. My fingers gently stroked his hardness, and I watched as Negan followed each of my movements with his eyes.

After a short time, he took my hand and brought it to his mouth to place soft kisses on it. Then he placed it on his hip bone. "If anything is uncomfortable or goes too fast, just push me back... understood?"

I nodded nervously as he put on the condom. However, my hand on his hip wasn't even necessary. When he entered me, he was so gentle and patient that it just felt amazing. He leaned over me, placing soft kisses on my neck as he slid deeper into me. Then he whispered in my ear, telling me how beautiful I was and how good I felt.

When he was fully inside me, he paused in position, whispering so softly that I could barely hear, "I love you."

[bsverryin]

: ̗̀➛ Sending genshin men the wrong message

Part 2

Who?

╰┈➤ Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli

Situation?

╰┈➤ you sent the wrong message to your boss which was supposed to be for your brother.

✎ this is an au !! Characters is your boss who likes you secretly. ⚠️ Use of cuss words... This is requested!! 🫶 enjoy <3 cannot assure you of perfect grammar but I hope everyone likes it !!

: ̗̀➛ ZHONGLI

Your brain was so dead that you gave zhongli the wrong message and when you realized it all you could say was "oh" but it screamed everything. You tried to not let your boss get a glimpse of you in any way. It was so embarrassing that you're talking about how your boss acts. He didn't really care about others opinions whether it's from gossip or truth but YOU literally just sent it to him through message.

He was used to people calling him "grandpa" so it wasn't a big deal to him but it did make him think how does a grandpa act and how does he act it like everyone says? So the next day he called you into his office you just gave him a very awkward smile when you thought he was distraught to you.

"For how long do you as well as the staff want the rest you mentioned?" You stopped giving him an awkward smile and glanced at him with a blank expression, was your boss really asking you about that? You felt more embarrassed that you didn't know what to say so then he finally talked again.

"I'm serious about it, please try to look more pleasant in front of me, Ms. Y/n." At this moment, you just wanted to say sorry and run away and never meet him again but you know you can't so you tried your best to act chill when your body and mind feels anxious. It's making you nervous enough when you see your boss in the hallway and talking to him never crossed your mind, you were used to messaging him and giving him email for work purposes but talking to him with another attitude? He must be so disappointed.

"You're already giving us the rest that we deserve sir! We don't have to ask for more. We truly appreciate you. I was only messing around"

Zhongli felt relieved when he heard that as you gave him another awkward smile. After that, Zhongli gave everyone more free-time and tried to understand each one of you especially you. You were wrong when you said that he gives off grandpa vibes because all you can see right now was him trying to make everyone feel less intimated and comfortable around him. He thanked you for that and for the wrong message you sent because you wouldn't ever date him or know him better if it wasn't for that silly behavior of yours.

: ̗̀➛ KAEYA

At first, you thought it was fine sending those wrong messages to your boss, Kaeya but the womanizer part was straight up embarrassing. All he ever did was try to be nice to everyone then you called him "womanizer". The only reason why you sent the wrong message to him instead of your brother was because you're too excited thinking about your boss.

The next day after you didn't have to worry that much because he said he found it funny and you didn't have to say sorry, he was just confused at first and thought it was for him but then he realized that you sent the wrong messages and laughed with you about it after explaining it to him.

"Who knows if I'm a womanizer or not?" He was playful when you talked about those messages, he talked like he was really enjoying it and doesn't ever want to forget it no matter how many times you said that you didn't mean to write those messages and just forget it like it never happened.

He continued guiding everyone, he's very great and fun that was one part of the reason why you liked him more than a boss. You knew he won't ever accept your love for him that's why you just kept everything secretly for the sake of your crazy self but he gives those mixed signals that you didn't know what he really felt. Maybe he's truly a womanizer and you're one of his girls but he looks too sincere sometimes.

When you told him how you felt about him, you expected him to laugh about it but instead he blushed and told you he also likes you from the moment you sent those funny wrong messages, you gave him an annoyed look when he told you about those messages again but it's destiny just bringing you two together.

: ̗̀➛ CHILDE

Childe found it funny, like you just made his whole year exciting because of that message but you on the other side are too embarrassed to even face him. Childe was sometimes strict but mostly he's not, he doesn't want to overwork his employees. He avoids doing that, and he's just strict when he needs to like when everyone's gossiping around and completely forgetting about their work, it makes him really mad but when his employees are working really hard, he gives them expensive snacks and coffee that's why his employees were loyal to him and you're one of them, he's just that rich!.

So minutes later when you sent him the wrong messages, you entered his office and he saw you, he immediately gave you a big smile like he was having fun. You immediately gave him every file and emails that were sent for him and when you're about to leave he called out your name.

"Y/N.."

"Yes, sir?" You acted calm and not bothered but your inner thoughts were slowly killing you inside. What if he gets mad about what you said and never buys anyone those free food and coffee anymore?

"How many of those snacks would you like to eat today, Y/N?" You never ever expected those words from him like was he being sarcastic or was he serious?

"Any is enough sir!" And you took the safe way. You were hesitating whether to say I'm sorry or you needed 5 of those snacks he gave because you still haven't eaten and your stomach was rumbling like crazy.

"I'll have it delivered. Please get at least 3 or more, Y/N. I don't want my employees to be hungry while working." He said as he gave you another big smile and thanked you for giving him those emails and files as you left his office you were happy and jumping around like a kid, he said you can get at least 3 or more and you really heard it right!

After that moment, he always gives everyone those free snacks and coffee and always an extra for you. He messages you sometimes in your number where you sent those wrong messages to him and you just found each other being friends and liking each other not just platonically. You always make him the happiest that he can be and he appreciates you, so when you started dating he'd give you everything that you're craving for just to make sure you're full and never hungry.

[happilysmythe]

❥ 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

mason lohrei.

word count: 2.0k

no warnings

"just promise that you won't forget we had it all" — one direction

A/N: yet another lovely request. hope you enjoy :)

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“I don’t want you to go.”

The famous last words.

At least, that was the intent when you dejectedly muttered them to Mason; the man whose relationship with you was anything but simple. He and you had…a summer fling, for lack of a better word. You’d go out as any couple normally would. Kiss. Hold hands. Have him pick you up and have you home by a certain time, even though you only lived a few houses away from each other. The whole ordeal.

But there was an unspoken principle—no labels, no feelings…no heartbreak. Just…fun.

You never wanted it to be that way. Whatever it was that you had, regardless of how he saw it, meant something to you. It was real. And no matter how many times you avoided the labels or claimed to shy away from attachments, you knew deep down that every moment, down to the second, was real.

And when Mason made the move to the east coast, the rule proved to be ineffective. You were heartbroken, to put it plainly, and he didn’t even know, because you muttered those words as he walked out of your arms and onto the plane. And naturally, he didn’t hear them.

Of course, that was months ago. Now, you were mentally preparing yourself for him to come home. You hadn’t seen him and barely even talked to him, if at all. It was a striking contrast to how close you were. To how you used to be before everything went to shit, from him calling you babe to you thinking it was plain stupid. So naturally, you were nervous. A pit lived in your stomach for the past week from the fear of things going awry. 

It was only a matter of time before things came to a head.

You sat comfortably on the Lohrei’s couch, talking amongst the group around you—your parents and his mother—as you patiently waited for his arrival. Because of the close bond he and you had as kids, your families became quite acquainted and intermingled over the years. Not to mention that the two of you were practically neighbors. His mom was like a second one to you, and you had been seeking comfort and advice from her since he’d left. That being said, she knew exactly how you felt about her son.

Finally, the front door creaked open. You, along with the others, immediately rose to your feet. In walked his father, then his sisters, and right behind them was Mason himself.

You remained in your spot, standing beside the couch as his mothe ran over and greeted him near the door. The small group talked amongst one another for a few minutes before finally stepping aside and dispersing. You slowly padded over to him and stood still in front of him, looking up to meet his eyes.

“Hi,” he spoke softly, face greeting you with a warm smile.

And that was all it took for you to throw your arms around him, enveloping him in a tight hug. When he reciprocated, you relished in the feeling of him again, any previous notions of the first interaction slipping from your mind completely. When you pulled away to look up at him, you couldn’t help but smile back up at him, matching the one he still wore, and you finally parted your lips to speak.

“I missed you, Mase.”

“Missed you more, babe,” he added, hand reaching up to ruffle your hair. The sound of the nickname brought a sense of comfort, of familiarity to your body.

“Hey,” his mom interrupted your moment, forcing your body to turn in the direction of her voice, “why don’t you two take a minute and catch up?” It was more obvious to you than ever that she was urging you to have a real talk with him—privately—so who were you to deny her?

“If that’s okay with the rest of you guys,” you shrugged, motioning toward the rest of his family.

“Take a few minutes,” his dad piped up, “we can wait.”

As the group settled down and your parents conversed with his sisters and father, you and Mason walked out the door. Carefully, he shut the door behind him, and you turned on your heel to face him.

“My house is empty,” you noted softly. “Catch up there?”

“Sure,” he smiled, and you set off.

As you walked down the sidewalk in the direction of your house, you began asking him questions about what it was like in Providence. How the people were, how the food was, the hockey—all you could think of rattled off in the short amount of time it took to get from his front door to yours. He answered your questions happily, even laughing at the sheer stupidity of some of them. He filled you in on some of the guys he met, including a former Michigan attendee, to which you grimaced.

“And Boston has social media pages, so this girl, Elaine, had us making videos,” he noted as you reached the door, slipping the key in its hole. “It was pretty cool. The team is fun. Even got to play with some of the two-way guys. It’s a great environment, you know?”

“I’m sure,” you nodded, stepping aside to let him in.

“And it’s crazy when we go out because some people actually, like, recognize us,” he explained. “Which is sort of weird because we’re just a bunch of guys playing in the AHL but, wow. Especially when we’d go to bars and shit. Crazy how many girls will just throw themselves at you once they figure out who you are,” he laughed.

Of course, the last bit rubbed you the wrong way, even if you refused to admit it. But you wanted to push that feeling aside; to catch up with him as your friend and nothing more, but your gut had other ideas. No matter how hard you tried to ignore it as he continued to speak, you felt the discomfort bleeding into your expression.

“You should’ve seen it. They acted like Johnny was some sort of god or something,” he laughed. “He has a girlfriend, anyway. But even I managed to get some girls’ attention, so that was pretty cool. I even met this one—”

“Mason,” you finally interrupted, brows knit together as his eyes met yours for the first time since you two stepped inside. “Stop.”

“Why, what,” he shook his head, “what’s wrong?”

“This. You,” you sighed. “Them.”

“Them? What, the girls?”

“Yeah,” you whispered, leaning back on the couch cushions. “I don’t really want to hear about your exhibitions, Mase,” your voice broke.

“What’s the problem? I don’t understand, I thought we,” he paused to breathe, “I thought this wasn’t—”

“Oh, of course, it was, Mason! God, it always was,” you sighed and ran a hand through your hair.

“We’re not together,” he said firmly. “That’s what we decided. That’s what it was. Because we knew it wouldn’t work.” He stood up, sighing deeply before continuing as he looked down at you. “I’m in another state. I’m halfway across the country, for fuck’s sake.”

“Do you honestly think that never occurred to me? Do you think that something like that would matter to me that much, Mason?” you asked, surprise lacing your tone as you stood up from your seat.

How could he blame you? Make you think that everything was your fault after being the one to inflict the rule in the first place?

“Everything we ‘agreed’ on was your idea, Mason. Not mine,” you frowned. “And we never even broke up or broke things off, or ended whatever it was that we had before you left. You just. Left.” Your voice was lined with anger. With hurt.

“What was I supposed to think, huh? Honestly, Mase, I’ve known you almost my entire life, and you couldn’t at least have the gall to break it off?”

“We didn’t have anything! Was that not the whole point?”

“It was your idea, Mason!”

“Oh, come on!” he shouted back. “That’s fucking insane! If you were looking for more, then you should’ve just told me instead of fucking around and bottling it up! Christ’s sake, it’s not that hard.”

“You have no idea what it feels like to finally have someone only for them to tell you that what you had meant nothing,” you swallowed thickly. “I only agreed to it because that’s all I could do. Even to get just part of you was enough for me.”

“If you never planned on telling me how you felt, then how could I have possibly known to fix it?”

“Did you seriously expect, after everything that happened, for me to just let you go off and act as if nothing happened at all? Like we didn’t have an entire relationship last summer, just without the name to go along with it? I mean, god, do I mean that little to you?”

You scoffed, “Honestly, Mason, it’s insane that you couldn’t see how I felt about you. Fuck, even your mother knew.”

He huffed. “Come on, babe—”

“Don’t call me that,” you sternly retorted. “We’re not together, remember?”

“Maybe be clearer next time on what you want, then,” he finally snapped.

You collapsed back down on the couch as he turned to leave, pulling your knees into your chest as tears broke through your hardened exterior. When he heard the sound of your sobs, he stilled in your entryway. And finally, it hit him.

You acted that way because you cared.

Before he knew it, his feet were carrying him back over to you. Immediately he sat next to you, arm coming around to pull you in. And even though you wanted to resist, you didn’t, because you just wanted him close to you. It’s all you ever wanted.

“I’m sorry,” he finally whispered, prompting your head to lift in his direction. Upon seeing your tear-stained face, his hand rose to your cheek and used the back to wipe it dry. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“No, I’m sorry,” you shook your head. “I was out of line. I shouldn’t,” you sniffed, “shouldn’t have expected so much of you. I should’ve just said it.”

“Look at me.”

He took a breath as you turned to align your gaze with his. “When I suggested that, it was for the purpose of not hurting you. Us. I thought that…if whatever we did didn’t mean anything in the long run that neither of us would get hurt when I left. Obviously, I was stupid, because,” he laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “it only hurt us more.”

“Mase—”

“You deserved better than that,” he cut you off softly. “And I know I can be better than that. For you.” He took a deep breath and leaned over to kiss your forehead. “If you’ll let me…I want to pick up where we left off. Pretend like that no feelings bullshit never existed. Because it didn’t,” he took your hand. “I was lying to myself and you when I said it meant nothing. I was just…upset that you never told me because we lost so much time from it when I was already mad at myself for doing the same.”

“I’d like that,” you breathed softly. “And…your side doesn’t sound so bad now that you say it.”

“If it helps, I never did anything with anyone,” he reassured you. “I mean, the girls were cool, but…I guess I kinda violated our little pact, too.” He let out a faint laugh. “I let it matter just like you did.”

“It’s okay, Mason,” you whispered. “You’re good. We’re good.”

“Okay.”

You leaned in and gently pecked his lips, the warmth of his hold enveloping your body when you pulled away, still remaining close. The smile he wore held the same affection it did when he saw you earlier. 

“Let’s not, um, keep them waiting,” you finally broke the silence.

“Right, yeah,” he chuckled, letting go of you and allowing you to stand up. He followed suit, staying close behind you as you walked toward the front door. “They’re probably wondering where we went.”

“Doubt it,” you joked, turning the knob. “If anything, they kept talking like we were never there to begin with.”

“True.”

You finally stepped outside and closed the door behind you. Mason’s tall figure came into view as he slid next to you, hand reaching for yours. He laced his fingers with yours, and suddenly you were transported back to the summer, before he left and before everything went south. Where neither of you worried about the future. Where you simply enjoyed each other’s presence above all else.

“I really missed you, Mase.”

He leaned over and kissed the top of your head, then lowered his lips to your ear.

“I missed you too, babe.”

[melancholysway]

I know it says that the asks are closed but, I do want to throw this out there for when they do become open again.

Can we have the fem S/O give their turtle a gift for their birthday and it happens to be multiple positive pregnancy tests?

Yes!

also please note: DO NOT do this to your s/o if you both aren't ready to have kids. That's terrible and might even ruin the relationship. Personally if I was a guy and wasn't ready for kids I wouldn't want this as a present. It'll literally ruin my birthday LMAO. (does that sound harsh? sorry ya'll)

So, I'm writing these in the scenario that you've both talked about having kids and are actively trying to have them.

also! I'm so sorry for being inactive! school is whooping my ass and my job! i'm trying my best to get these out without having you guys wait too long!

TMNT 2007 Headcanons: Fem!S/O Giving their Turtle a Positive Pregnancy Test as a BDay Gift!

Leonardo

lowkey so fucking excited

like the thought of a mini leo running around makes him so happy seriously

he will go on and on and on (and on and on) about how he wants to be the one to teach the baby ninjitsu

"it'll run in their blood just wait and see"

he also wasn't expecting the test to come on his birthday of all days

after trying for a while to get pregnant (wink wink) he just wasn't sure it was possible. A human and a mutant? the odds are super low.

like, scientifically low.

So when you bought the 3 pack of tests for extra reassurance, you thought the best way to tell him was on his birthday that was upcoming.

You don't make it a big scene, you give him the wrapped-up gift in private

"Another gift? You're spoiling me, love" He opens the gift up, confused on what it could be

And tadaa! it's not one, not two, but THREE positive tests!

He's speechless for a moment. You were nervous. Did he not want kids anymore? Was it not the right time for this sort of thing? You were both trying so hard tha-

"I'm going to be a dad."

"I'm going to be a dad!" His smile starts to grow, and after getting up he just hugs you so tight and goes to tell his own father.

He also wants to know immediately if it's a boy or a girl- he's so excited that he forgets you're not able to tell in the first few weeks.

Showers you in butterfly kisses all over your face. He's so happy, that he actually yells it out into the sewers that he's gonna be a dad. He can't stop saying it

And he won't ever stop saying it, he doesn't care, he's ready. So so ready.

Leo would be such a good dad guys omg.

Raphael

At first, raph doesn't want kids.

It sucks, but you have to respect it. He's not obligated to say yes, and vice versa

You wonder why, and when he finally tells you the reason, it's almost comical.

he doesn't think he would be a good dad.

It's just- he's so...big...and violent...and, well, wouldn't the baby be scared of him or something?!

"I'm not just telling you this because I'm yours, Raph, but I 1000% think you would make an amazing father."

He takes it with a grain of salt. He's unsure. He doesn't wanna hurt the baby or anything.

But, he's so gentle with you, and you let him know that.

Once you give him some time and reassure him, he caves in and says yes.

"I got this, babe."

He tries oh so hard to get you pregnant. To keep this blog PG-17, I won't go into detail, but you get the idea (wink wink)

Him and Donnie are two peas in a pod, so he's going to Donnie at least once a day to ask him what he's doing wrong or right when it comes to getting you pregnant. Not only that, but he's asking Donnie if it's possible- if it's truly possible he can have a baby with you.

“If I'm almost a 6-foot talking walking mutant turtle, anything is possible, Raph.”

It's been a few months, and once you take a test and says it's positive, you could cry.

You contain yourself, saving the test where raph won't see it- you hide it in Donnie's lab.

It's now a secret between you and the purple terrapin.

Donnie suggests you give him it as a present. Raph's been getting amped up about possibly being a dad, plus his birthday is almost here, so why not surprise him that way?

And, you do.

It's so sudden and you do it so nonchalantly that he has to do a double take when he opens the box.

He's in shock for a bit, as he was starting to lose hope it wouldn't be possible, but here it is, sitting right in front of him.

He puts it aside and gives you such a passionate kiss, you become weak in the knees.

He's gonna be a father. He's gonna be a dad- just like Master Splinter was to him.

He wants to be the best father he can be, and thinks about all the things he wants to teach his kid when they start to grow up.

"I want 'em to be like you, but wit my good looks."

It's the sweetest compliment he could give you, and it's one of those rare times that he smiles. Right now, he's smiling at you, at the box, and at life.

Donatello

This turtle is nervous.

He already knows the science behind everything, he knows there’s a slim chance of you actually being pregnant, but he still wants to try.

Donnie thinks he wouldn't know how to parent despite reading so much and watching and experiencing parenting himself. He was basically raised by a single dad

and if Splinter can take care of 4 mutant turtles as a mutant rat, then Donnie can raise a mini him

Very on top of your cycle, he wants to know what phase you're in so that it increases the chances of getting you pregnant

makes sure you're eating enough nutrient-rich foods and drinking enough water for higher chances of pregnancy, yes ya'll it helps!

he tracks how you're feeling and such which is really sweet of him. Dating Donnie is basically dating a doctor.

And after months and months of trying hard for a baby, you're shocked as you're looking at 3 different positive pregnancy tests.

You weren't expecting it today- as it was Donnie's birthday, and being pregnant hadn't been on your mind for a few days until today. Yes, you noticed your period was late, but you assumed it was from the slight stress you were experiencing, you wanted today to be special for him and were focused on just that- and what do you know, you have his ultimate birthday gift inside you at the moment.

Donnie does so much for everyone else that you wanted to spend it with him being pampered like the king he is

It all goes well, and he couldn't be happier

just when he thinks the day is done you whip out this tiny purple box from behind your back and he's super confused. He got so many things today from you, and you had another trick up your sleeve?

He goes to sit in his swivel chair at his work table and opens it, looking at you sheepishly when he opens it to reveal all the positive tests you took this morning

"I found out this morning, and I thought this would be a good gif- Donnie!"

He picks you up and twirls you around, cheering with you that you're going to be parents- finally!

Though he's a little nervous, he has enough knowledge- deep down Donnie really thinks he would be pretty decent at the whole dad thing.

He sets you down and kisses you, thanking you for being his.

Michelangelo

Okay, this turtle couldn't be any happier

will NOT shut up about it at all

He goes to Donnie a lot to give him advice on how to get you pregnant (tmi, but whatevs,) and Donnie tells him about ovulation, fertility, the whole nine yards

so he utilizes those windows in your cycle, the better chance to get you pregnant am i right?

he's not really thinking about how low the chances are, he thinks if he's lucky enough to be with someone like you, he'll have enough luck stored up to have a kid!

Once his birthday comes around, you decide to surprise him with it once he wakes up

"Happy birthday, Mikey. I think you'll like it a lot."

and he does

he's still wiping his eyes from his deep sleep but he's still super excited as to what his first gift on his birthday would be

"Thanks! You got me sticks?" Whoops. You may have forgotten to have them facing up. Either that or he's still not fully awake

"No, Mikey, turn them over,"

It takes him a bit, but he got the gist. You could tell once he shot out of bed

"No way! Everybody, I got a kid for my birthday!"

Cue Mikey waking everyone up in the Lair to tell them the news

He tells Leo first, he's the lightest sleeper anyway- and he's so happy for his baby brother

Now everyone's awake, he's already deciding on names (an equal amount of boys and girls names,)

You didn't even get that far as to names, but he's literally 20 steps ahead of you, I'm talking asking April what kinds of clothes she thinks would fit on a half mutant half human baby

But seriously, this is a great gift for Mikey! It's what you both have been wanting.

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[monocytogenes]

Anyone spotted this cutscene?

Hey SWTOR folks--

I've been spending a lot of time on the TorCommunity dialogue database for fic purposes lately, and as a Shara Jenn/Imperial Agent shipper I'm legitimately haunted by this allusion to a Chapter 3 scene with her--I've never ever seen a recording of it, and apart from here the only mention of it I've turned up is a passing comment on a nearly decade-old Reddit post, so I'm curious if it's still in the game and if anyone's encountered it!

Based on context clues, it seems to be triggered by this set of choices when you talk to her at the beginning of Chapter 2:

Agent: [What about our relationship?] And what happens to us? With the promotion, the assignment, all of it… Keeper: I know. I didn't mean it to go this way, Cipher. But it's over. There really isn't another choice. Agent: [I don't accept that.] So we just forget each other and walk away? It doesn't work like that. Keeper: What do you suggest? Partners in the field are one thing, but a Cipher and Keeper--it can't be allowed. Agent: [Give it a chance.] I'm not asking for the world. I'm asking you to keep an open mind. Keeper: I'm not--you need to leave for Nar Shaddaa. There's a meet set up with Ardun Kothe's men. I'll…think about what you've said. But focus while you're out there; I want you back alive.

And then here's a route through the scene itself with maximum flirt options (if I'm parsing it all correctly):

Keeper: Cipher, don't say anything. I'm walking out of the Citadel, and I'd like to discuss the…personal matters you've brought up before. Can we meet in the Nexus Room? For a drink? Agent: [Flirt, Of course.] I've been waiting to hear you say that for ages. Keeper: I'm aware of that. Five minutes, alone, please. [Scene break, she sends your companion away] Keeper: Hello, Cipher. Thank you for coming. You know, I don't often drink--the headaches and nosebleeds are part of the price of my heritage. Agent: [Flirt, You look nervous...] Are you uncomfortable? Can I help you relax? Keeper: In a manner of speaking. Quite a while ago, when I took this designation, I said we were over and you said I should keep an open mind. I did, and I thought, and I realized I don't know why you were being so persistent. Agent: [I care deeply about you.] I was being persistent because you mean the world to me. Keeper: Strange to hear you talk like that. I like you, Cipher. I like that you're an effective agent, I like the way you make my brain fuzz over. I'm not going to resign as Keeper, and we can't--but I'm willing to hope, and watch for our chance to be together. Agent: [Kiss her, What about now?] Some chances pass by quickly. Keeper: They do, at that. They'll be expecting me in the Citadel. Please be careful on this mission--I can't predict what's ahead. Agent: [We'll make this work someday.] I swear to you, you won't regret choosing to try. Keeper: That's not your promise to make. Get to your ship, and we'll have the future when it comes.

[justagamerandaweeb]

Different - Mitsuri x Reader

18+ MDNI

"U-Umm... Do really think this is a good idea, (Y/N)?" Mitsuri said as you were on top of her.

"I only want what's best for you, so please, let me do this for you."

During Taisho-era Japan, gay relationships were a rare thing to see. But when people see one, they are automatically disgusted by what they're looking at and alienate the 2 two males or females together.

Some people go the extra mile to execute them.

"I-I know how people are when they see people like us. They think we're a different species, like we don't belong on this planet. But I'm here to tell you that that doesn't matter to me. I don't care what the others think about us. They could stare at us all they want, but that will never stop us from being together."

Mitsuri moaned as you leaned down and kissed her lips. "I love you, Mitsuri. Don't you ever forget that."

You removed her kimono to reveal her skin and undergarments. Her skin looked so smooth with her pink bra and panties. The way her skin lit up with the moonlight shining on her almost hypnotized you.

You began to feel down her body as you kissed her neck, making her whimper. (Y-Y/N)..." You shushed her by putting her lips on yours again. Her moaning your mouth gave you shivers.

You stopped kissing her as you looked at her and said, "May I undress you now?"

She looks away from you from embarrassment but shyly nods to your request. You smiled and started kissing down her body before you were face to face with her panties.

You grabbed the rim of her panties and said, "Raise your hips for me." In which she did, next you started to unclip her bra to show her breasts and pink nipples, but immediately covered herself with her arm and legs the second you took them off.

"Mitsuri, what are you doing?"

"I... I feel too embarrassed to do this. Having s-sex for the first time with a female, it just does something to me that I can't explain."

You put your hands on her knees and started to caress them. "It's alright. If it makes you feel any better, I'm nervous too. But if I'm making you feel uncomfortable, we stop and try another time."

"I-I... Umm..."

You separated her legs and leaned down to her chest. "I won't be upset by your decision."

Mitsuri's mind was spiraling until she found some confidence in herself to say okay. "I-I want to this with you. S-so please, keep going." She says as she moves her arm to show her breasts.

You smiled as you kissed down her body until you were face to face with her nether.

You looked up at her for consent and she nodded. You then flicked your tongue on her folds, making her flinch and moan from the feeling.

You asked her if she was okay and she gave you a thumbs up. "Keep going."

You did what she asked, and kept going to licking her folds. She quietly moans when she felt your warm tongue flicking on her.

"(Y/N)..."

As soon as Mitsuri's legs started to spread out as she became looser to the feeling, Her back arched when she felt your mouth engulf her slit.

"A-Ahh!"

Her breath became shakier as she felt your tongue touching her walls. She lifted her head to see you passionately kissing her bottom lips, making wet noises every time you suck and lick her juices.

Mitsuri's entire face blushed red and shouted, "(Y/N)!"

You stopped eating her when shouted your name. So you looked up and said, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"N-No, the sounds you make when you do that, it makes me feel so fuzzy."

You chuckled. "It's not my fault you taste so delicious. You taste better than anything I've ever tasted."

"D-Don't make me flustered than I already am!"

You love it when she gets all flustered. You then got up and started to undress yourself in front of Mitsuri. After you got done, you sat right next to Mitsuri fully naked.

You then started to get closer to her ear, and whispered, "You wanna get this foreplay over with, and actually do this?"

Shivers went down her entire body when she heard you say that. And it didn't help the fact that you licked her ear after you said it.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Is this really happening!? I'm gonna do it with her! Ohh, but what if I mess up?! What if someone walked in on is doing it!? What if-"

You clear your throat pulled Mitsuri out of her mind. "Well? I'm waiting for an answer."

Mitsuri heavily breathes in and softly exhales before saying, "Yes. But, c-can you tell me what to do?" She says as she taps her index fingers together.

You smiled and said, "Of course. First, lay down, but leave your top half up."

She did what you said and says, "O-Okay, now what?"

"Next, spread your legs out."

She did what you did yet again and asked, "What else?"

"Now, shimmy to me until our pelvises meet."

She started to slowly shimmy until she felt your warm nether touching hers. "A-and then?"

"Then..." You took her by surprise when she felt you grinding on her pussy. "...roll your hips like this."

You both started to moan as you both felt each other's genitals rubbing against each other.

"Does it feel good, Mitsuri?" She nods to your question. "I-I didn't think it would feel this good."

Her eyes begin to close as she lets the pleasure overtake her. Her high-pitched moans were music to your ears. The way she struggled to contain them was just so adorable to you.

Mitsuri's arms started to shake as she was struggling to keep her top body up. She then felt her clit get flicked by your walls, and that caused her to collapse.

"Mitsuri! Are you okay?"

She was breathing heavily from the pleasure she was feeling. "M-My arms gave out. C-Could we try another position?"

"Well, I want to taste you again, but I want you to do the same to me. Stay right there."

You stood up and started to walk up to Mitsuri's laying body. You turned around to show your butt to Mitsuri and Mitsuri started to blush yet again. You started to crouch down to her face to show your wet cunt to her.

You leaned down to her nether and started to suck on her clit. Mitsuri moaned and started to lick your slit, making you quietly groan.

You stick your tongue inside her folds and bobbed your head as if you were sucking someone's cock.

Mitsuri's toes were curling from how good you were making her feel. Almost feels like you've done this before.

Mitsuri grabbed your hips and started to passionately kiss your bottom lips, making you moan and sending vibrations through her body.

She let out a half scream but muffled herself by putting her lips on the ones between your hips.

It was just a wet kissing session for both of you. There's nothing but slurping and sucking noises filling the void of the room.

Mitsuri then felt a knot forming at her core, signaling her that she was close to her climax. "(Y/N)! I-I'm gonna!"

You took your tongue while a line of saliva and juices were stretching. "It's okay, Mitsuri. If you're close, then let go." You both had a heated session as you both went all out onto eating each other.

Mitsuri started to whimper as the knot in her stomach started to get tighter and tighter. "(Y/N)! I can't hold it in anymore!"

"Don't try to resist. Just let it happen."

As you were licking her sensitive cunt, Mitsuri clenched her eyes closed and curled her toes as she felt her climax coming.

She tried to ignore the knot by licking your wet slit to delay her arrival.

That was shortly lived through, as she felt you sucking and twirling on her clit, which caused her mind to go blank and finally climax.

You felt her juices flowing in your mouth as you gulped the remains of them.

You took your tongue out and looked at the outcome of her cumming. Her entrance was throbbing as if it was begging for more, but you knew Mitsuri wouldn't take it. You kissed her lips which caused her to twitch.

You got off of her and layed down next to her, sweating after your session.

"How was your first time?"

"I-It felt r-really good..." She says as her breath was shaking to regain her composure.

You wrapped your arms around her and pulled her close to you as you caressed her back. "I'm glad it was."

Mitsuri's breathing started to steady as she regained her composure. "B-but, I didn't make you c-cum too..."

"I don't care about that. I just wanted to make you feel good." You pecked her forehand.

"I-I..."

"I what, Mitsuri?"

Mitsuri lifted her head up to look at you but holds your head in place as she leaned her head closer to yours.

"...love you..." She then kissed your lips, catching you by surprise but not completely freezing you.

Mitsuri's head shift to the right as she wanted to go deeper into kissing you. She could taste the remains of her juices on your tongue.

A line of saliva stretches between you two when Mitsuri stopped. You stroked Mitsuri's sakura mochi-like hair and said, "I love you too, Mitsuri. Don't you dare ever forget that."

"I won't."

"Good. Because if you do..." You pecked her lips. "...I'll just have to remind you how much I love you."

You both wrapped your arms together and closed your eyes as you were both comfortable being a couple of the same sex.

[lowkeychenle]

Songs that remind me of Chenle <3

Okayyy I'm gonna make a list of songs that remind of Chenle and any lyrics in specific or if it's the whole thingggg this is the most delusional thing I've ever done soooo keep scrolling I know it's BAD all songs are linked <3

Also this will be an ongoing list that I'll be adding to when I hear new songs okay byeee

Rainbow - NCT Dream

I think it’ll be okay, I think we’ll be shining The rainbow that connects our hearts

2. Like We Just Met - NCT Dream

Even if say I love you every day Forever still isn't enough

3. Paper Rings - Taylor Swift

I want to drive away with you I want your complications too I want your dreary Mondays

4. Enchanted (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you

5. Fictional - Khloe Rose

I'd rather keep on dreaming of someone I'll never meet than give love to another one who won't choose me

6. Dream in a Dream - TEN

I'm staying up I don't wanna come down from your love We'll get lost together, let me flow Don't ever let me come down from your love

7. Sorry, Heart - NCT Dream

Not any of the lyrics to this song lol but hearing him sing this live was a 10/10 experience and it changed my life fr

8. everything everywhere always - elijah woods

Everything, everywhere, always Love 'til it hurts, 'til my heart aches The light in my world on my dark days For always you'll be my Everything, everywhere, always

9. Work Song - Hozier

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

10. Nervous - John Legend

Like flyin' in the fast lane, no headlights in the dark That existential feelin' when you wonder what you are Got a wild wind in my head But the butterflies in my heart make it worth it

11. Complete Mess - 5 Seconds of Summer

I ask no questions as your colors take their hold As my darkness turns to gold inside

12. Stuck - Imagine Dragons

You were my one, you were my one When all has been said, all has been done You were my one, you were my one Now I am left reaching above me Time goes by and still I am stuck on you

13. Feel Like This - Ingrid Andress

I thought I knew what I knew what love was Guess I didn't know at all

14. Nights Like This - Josh Golden

But on nights like this I still think of you When it's cold outside and the bed is too

15. Never Let Me Go - Florence + the Machine

And it's over and I'm going under But I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in I'm slipping underneath So, so cold and so sweet

16. Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter

Think I only want one number in my phone I might change your contact to "don't leave me alone"

17. Magic - NOVO

See me in sight Feel the magic Let your heart open Fight and keep going You won't be broken forever

18. this is how you fall in love - Jeremy Zucker & Chelsea Cutler

This is how you fall in love Let go and I'll hold you up So pull me tight and close your eyes Oh, my love, side to side

19. Dandelions - Ruth B.

'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

20. Never Say Never - The Fray

You can never say never While we don't know when But time, time and time again Younger now than we were before Don't let me go

21. I Would For You - Lauren Duski

Give you all of my time Lay my heart on the line I'd even walk through a fire I would for you Be the strong when you're weak Be the truth you believe Be the more than you need

22. Ring Pop - Jax

'Cause if we're gonna die, let us die sugar-coated Oh, we don't got a dime to our names, but we're loaded

23. Out of My Head - Theory of a Deadman

I don't know just what it is But I know I want this to last I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget

24. Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers & Coldplay

I want something just like this

25. Paradise - Coldpay

In the night, the stormy night, she'd close her eyes In the night, the stormy night, away she'd fly

26. Yellow - Coldplay

Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do

27. I Like Me Better - Lauv

I like me better when I'm with you I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause I like me better when I like me better when I'm with you

28. YOUTH - Troye Sivan

My youth, my youth is yours Trippin' on skies, sippin' waterfalls My youth, my youth is yours Runaway now and forevermore

29. Never Enough - Loren Allred

Will you share this with me? 'Cause darling, without you All the shine of a thousand spotlights All the stars we steal from the night sky Will never be enough Never be enough Towers of gold are still too little These hands could hold the world but it'll Never be enough

30. I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

So, I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm sure There's no need to complicate, our time is short This is our fate, I'm yours

31. REALLY REALLY - WINNER

The most beautiful thing in my eyes right now Is you If my feelings for you were money I’m a billionaire I like you

32. I Just - Red Velvet

When I close my eyes, it gets slow Your voice, your breath, your smile comes to me again On my lips, the flow, your name I’m swallowing it up, feels like I could burst I’m running again

33. This Feeling - The Chainsmokers

They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want and if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like

34. The Only Exception - Paramore

And I've always lived like this Keeping a comfortable distance And up until now I had sworn to myself That I'm content with loneliness Because none of it was ever worth the risk Well, you are the only exception

35. There You Are - Zayn

Need you when I'm broken, when I'm fixed Need you when I'm well, when I'm sick Friends that I rely on don't come through They run like the river, but not you

36. Ruin My Life - Zara Larsson

Baby, come bring me hell Let it rain over me Baby, come back to me I want you to ruin my life

37. This City - Sam Fischer

This city's gonna break my heart This city's gonna love me then leave me alone This city's got me chasing stars It's been a couple months since I felt like I'm home Am I getting closer to knowing where I belong? This city's gonna break my heart

38. august - Taylor Swift

But I can see us lost in the memory August slipped away into a moment in time 'Cause it was never mine

39. Broken Melodies - NCT Dream

I lay awake Inside my head Your voice is on repeat

[lost-walmartbag]

Stan Marsh x reader p 2

Warning: Swearing, sexual content, toxic relationship

Background: After you and Stan slept with each other at his show you and him chose to never speak of it agreeing it was a stupid mistake. But when Wendy finds your underwear in his van you both begin to question how long you can keep that night a secret.

Status: Complete

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Guilt

Ever since the concert, or more specifically what happened after the concert in the back of Stan's van, you felt guilty. You felt like you had to tell Wendy what happened but Stan begged you not to. You walk into the cafeteria seeing Stan and his friends eating lunch and Wendy and her friends at another table.

Stan looked up the minute his eyes saw you looking over at him he had a panicked look in his eyes. You usually flipped between sitting with Stan's table and Wendy's but right now it didn't seem right sitting with either. You take a deep breath and walk over to Wendy's table sitting down across from her.

"Hey Y/N. How was the concert it sucks I couldn't go." Wendy said with a warm smile making you cringe.

"Oh it was fun. The guys were great." You shift in your seat and hope the subject would be changed.

"Bet it was fun for one of the guys. When Stan picked me up this morning guess what I found in the van?" Wendy said clearly excited.

Bebe, Nicole, and Heidi were on the edge of their seats but you kept a straight face as all your thought were full of panic thinking about what it could be.

"I found a pair of panties in the back of the van." Wendy said with a laugh.

"Oh my god are you serious?" Bebe asked laughing.

"Thats so gross." Heidi said laughing along.

"Yeah at first I was like 'Stan cheated' so like we got in an argument but then he said that it was one of the guys with a groupie," Wendy explained.

"Oh so you don't know who it is?" You asked nervously.

"No, but it's not a huge deal who did it," Wendy said. "It's the guy's sex life I don't know it feels a bit wrong looking into it."

"For you! I wanna know who Cinderella is." Bebe said laughing harder which you gave a nervous laugh to in response.

"You're not even a little curious who could have had sex in the van?" Nicole asked.

"I mean maybe a little," Wendy said.

"Than it's settled we're gonna find mystery boy and Cinderella." Bebe said proudly as the bell rang signaling everyone to get to class.

"Shoot I have a test so Y/N you mind telling Stan I can't walk with him right now?" Wendy asked which you nodded to.

The girls all left and you quickly made you way to Stan grabbing him by the arm and pulling him away from anyone's earshot. He looked at you and instantly became nervous looking around to see if Wendy was near.

"W-wheres Wendy?" He asked

"She had to take a test dude that doesn't matter right now are you serious? She found my underwear?" You asked. "Why the fuck didn't you throw them out?"

"Why the fuck did you leave them in my van? I had to tell her it was one of the other guys." He said in an angry tone. "What kind of slut just forgets her fucking underwear?"

"Well great now thanks to that Bebe convinced all the girls to find out who it was who fucked in the van." You said crossing your arms.

"What the fuck Y/N. If she finds out I'm fucking screwed we're gonna be done for good." He said running his hands through his hair looking away from you and trying to franticly think of what to do.

"Maybe you deserve it." You mutter.

"You're the slut that slept with your friend's boyfriend this isn't just my fault. If I'm fucked you're fucked too." Stan said making you furrow your brow.

"We gotta get her off our scent." You say.

"How the fuck do we do that?"

"We have to make her really think it was one of the other guys. I'll let you know if anything else happens." You say and then grab Stan's shirt pulling him to your level. "And if you ever call me a slut again Wendy finding out how much of a fucking cheating whore you are won't be the worst of your problems."

You let go and Stan frowns glaring at you. You walk away and as you leave Stan stares at you. He kicks a trash can in frustration knowing that no matter what they do Wendy was going to find out one way or another.

A/N: Hey guys sorry if it's not great I have plans for this as of an hour ago so trust the process fr 🤞🏼 Anyway hope you liked it if you have suggestions for where the story should go or anything like that don't hesitate to let me know my ears and comments are very much opened 🩷

[asteriasfallingstarsandtears]

Steer and Horizon Prompts:

Odysseus and Venat, Ancient Times

(Reminder this is all rough and I'm not submitting to the contest so I will join prompts)

Dawn was breaking just over the horizon as he guided the wheel of the ship. He had been awake all night, navigating through the quiet solitude of the ocean, the gentle waves below reflecting the sea of stars above. His family was asleep below deck, oblivious to the beauty he had admired all night.

“Still awake?” He glanced back, grinning at his friend.

“Ship hardly steers herself, and neither you nor Pen seem willing to learn.” He beckoned at her to join him. “Are they still asleep?”

“Tele wore himself out watching dolphins yesterday, he might sleep the rest of the voyage.” She snorted. “And Penelope despises the tossing and turning of the waves; she's sleeping as much as she can, rather than retching the whole way.”

“I think this will be the last voyage for those two.” There was a sense of melancholy to the thought. He loved the sea, loved to travel, but it was unfair to Penelope and Telemachus who were more accustomed to urban life to join him regularly.

Especially now that he was to be Azem.

This was the last voyage they would take together.

He gripped the wheel tightly. “I appreciate you helping with the move, Tele’s excited to start at the school in Amaurot. There weren't a lot of young ones in Ithaca.”

She gave him a quick look before averting her gaze. “Always, you know how much you and Pen and Tele mean to me.”

He wondered… Venat had been a friend for many years now, an older friend of Penelope's from her girlhood. She had always been there for Pen and he wondered if there had been something more between them, or unrequited from Venat’s perspective.

He wasn't opposed if she was, if anything he found himself hopeful.

“Pen told me something silly last night, and I couldn't sleep.” She was standing against the rising sun, her form a dark silhouette against the dazzling light.

“And what's that?” He couldn't imagine what Pen could say that would shake someone like Venat. She never startled, always seemed ready to tackle whatever came to her with wisdom and forethought.

“She asked me to join your family, said you had both expressed interest.” He could see her hands clasped tightly behind her back, the only real sign of her unease.

He hadn't been sure Pen remembered. They had briefly discussed who a third could be to their partnership, if they decided they ever wanted to open up to it. He hadn't remembered Pen saying anything, but he had certainly mentioned Venat and Pen’s knowing little smile as he suggested it before their conversation turned to others. “Oh.”

She laughed quietly. “I didn't know what to say. Oh rather summed up what I said at the time.”

“And now?” He was hopeful, but he also didn't want it to come between their friendship.

That was the important part, that she felt comfortable enough in either scenario.

He drew in a deep breath. “You're my friend, Pen’s friend, first and foremost. If you don't want this, we can forget it was ever mentioned.” He swallowed, nervous. “Besides, I'm about to be Azem, I won't be around as much. I wouldn't blame you if… if it wasn't what you wanted.”

“I am considering it.” She bowed her head. “But there is the slight issue that I was recently recruited to the Words of Azem.”

“You what?” He spluttered, peering at her suspiciously. “Since when?”

She laughed and spun around. “Why, the very same day you received your promotion. I needed a bit of a shake up, and imagine my surprise when I came out of Igeyorhm’s office just to see you walking out of Azem's office with a look of confused horror.” She shrugged. “It was meant to be a surprise, but then you were busy and I had training, and well… I didn't think it would matter.” She looked down at her feet. “Since you and Pen were so happy with each other, there never seemed room for another.”

He shook his head. “I won't push, but if Pen has already broached the subject, I'm all for it. I was more worried you'd have expectations I couldn't deliver, being away so often.” He gazed out along the horizon, seeing the gleaming city of Amaurot rising in the distance. “It's our fate to wander the Star, and some company would be welcome.”

[lillyspeakz]

Can I rant/vent about some concertgoers here? I desperately and genuinely need some people to learn basic concert etiquette and human decency before they ever go to another concert again. These are REAL PEOPLE. I think some of you guys forget that.

Please do not throw things on stage unprompted! People can get injured because of things being thrown at them. It takes one person throwing something and he or other members could get hurt. I don't care if he doesn't say anything about it, that doesn't suddenly make it okay. And it doesn't matter if he's a grown man and it doesn't matter if everyone else does it. It's disrespectful to throw things at people. 

The band got a Gromlin Flag at one of their shows (Props to whoever made the flag!) and some fans wrote stuff on like their names, drawing, and messages but there were also NSFW messages written on it like “Fuck me” “Whip it out” Do not do that! Look, I get that a majority(?) of LVJY fans are teenagers and that the stuff they say online they either mean nonserious or a joke-y way. So, I get tweeting those words on a platform he doesn't use so he’ll won't see them but writing them on a flag for him where he'll see it is just weird. And the way I've been seeing people trying to excuse this, “Wilbur is a 30-year-old grown ass man with dick and balls, he can handle a sexual comment or two especially when he hasn't spoken against it.” Yes, he is a grown man and it's probably weird and uncomfortable as hell for him (and the rest of the band) to get NSFW and sexual messages from (most likely) underage fans, so stop. Please, don’t write or say something weird where they will or can see/hear it. 

Also, can we please respect the band’s personal space! Crowding around them, touching them, and grabbing them without consent is not ok. While it’s ok to be excited, it’s not ok to be disrespectful like that. They are human beings with personal space and deserve to be treated as such! I understand being excited to see him, after the kind of year we’ve had but he is one man against a swarm.

Unrelated Side-Tangent: Am I the only one that's kind of nervous and worried about Wilbur possibly streaming again? I mean, people will jump him and hate in chat so he may have to be on emote mode or - for his own mental health and well-being - disable chat and donations, for a while. Unless he makes a whole new channel for streaming but even then, I feel like it’s not safe for him because while the hate may not be as potent as it was earlier this year, it's still there.

THIS ALL OF IT! The nsfw shit is actually disgusting. Like why- I get posting it and shit and about characters. But irl? No. Absolutely not. Like be a human being and see that that’s not ok. Love the flag tho-

Also I’m nervous too. I don’t want to see the comments, I don’t want to see what people say. I just want positive. That’s all. I just want to listen to him talk. And he knows it’s still there, and I think that’s why he’s getting so emotional at shows which is 100% valid and understandable. He has people who want to see him and his band still. Listen to him talk and play, etc. it’s so special to him. And that’s what I love about it. He cares about us. And if he goes emote mod only and shit- so be it! I miss him and he wants to stream again, he wouldn’t bring it up if he didn’t,

[mooodyblue]

pity party | elvis x gn!reader

summary: (requested) after a rough day with the colonel on elvis's birthday, you decide to throw him a surprise party.

warnings: cursing

wc: 1.3k

note: happy elvis day <3 i won't lie, i struggled with writing this idk why LOL hope y'all enjoy ❤️

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"honey, i'm tellin' ya, all the bones in my body could be broken and that man would still call a meeting." elvis sighed, putting his signature glasses on. you frowned, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "i'm sorry, baby. i'll be here when you get back though, maybe we can have mary make us something for your birthday." you smiled.

"oh, that's today?" elvis rarely ever met with the colonel in person, really only seeing him at shows or conferences. so the thought of his birthday had crossed his mind. "lord, how did i forget my own birthday..." he muttered. "i'll see you later then." he returned your kiss before heading out the door and to one of his many cadillacs, heading out the gates of graceland.

you shut the door behind you before turning around and glancing at all the christmas decorations around the foyer. with your arms crossed, you wandered around the house, thinking of what to do for elvis's birthday. your thoughts were interrupted as jerry wandered in, calling for you. you made your way back to the foyer, a puzzled look on your face. "why are you here? shouldn't you be with elvis?"

jerry scoffed, "hello to you too. he said he didn't want me today, whatever that means."

you let out a small laugh. "well, you know how he is." small talk was really not your thing. jerry was usually out with elvis whenever he went, so you rarely ever saw him or any of his other friends without elvis around. "i was actually trying to think of something for his birthday today, you got any ideas?"

jerry thought for a moment, "well, i don't know if he'll love it or hate it, but you could throw him a surprise party." he suggested. "it could be nice for him to come home to after dealin' with that old man."

you hoped the colonel wasn't being too rough on elvis, chances are he probably was. the holidays were over therefore, it was time for him to get back on the road and back in the studio. you nodded at the suggestion, "let's do it! if you can get the guys over here to help out that'd be great." you said excitingly.

while jerry made calls, you had some extra help from some of the workers around graceland to decorate for his birthday, even baking a cake just for him. with the christmas decorations still being up, it made the house look even more special. you still worried about elvis though. you didn't know if elvis would appreciate a surprise party or if he would even be in a good enough mood when he returned home. "what if he comes in and just starts shootin' at all the balloons?" said billy, who was on the couch tieing up the ends to the multicolored balloons. "the last thing i want is to get shot on elvis's birthday."

you rolled your eyes, tossing another pack of balloons at him, smacking him in the chest. "just shut up and keep filling the damn balloons." as you left him on balloon duty, more people started to show up. some people brought more decorations, gifts and offered their help in the kitchen. while your main focus was to make sure everything was perfect, you also made sure his birthday cake was even more perfect. elvis had always preferred when you cooked or baked for him, he could tell when it was made by you and not someone else.

you got one final look at the decorations and refreshments set out for the party, fixing things and setting out a couple more items. then began the hard part. you made a final call to check on elvis who would be arriving home soon. the conversation you had with lamar made you nervous, elvis had lashed out with the colonel once again and was in a horrible mood. you could even hear elvis raising his voice in the background. "that overseas tour that we had planned got cancelled again, he's real disappointed." he said quietly into the phone, occasionally turning back to make sure elvis wasn't listening. "he wants him back in vegas in a few weeks, i don't know. it's not soundin' great. this better be this best party you've ever thrown cause i don't know what's gonna happen when he shows up."

your grip on the phone tightened and you began to anxiously bite on one of your nails, worried for elvis. "i can't cancel now, lamar. everyone's already here, i've got the driveway cleared out....christ. what do you think he's gonna do? s'he gonna be mad?"

he scratched the side of his head, looking back again. "i don't know, let's hope not." he sighed. the arguing in the background stopped, then a slam of the door. "oh, he's leavin', i gotta go. should be there in ten-" there was a shout of his name along with 'let's just go.' before the phone clicked. you let out a frustrated groan and placed the phone back down before going back out to the small crowd of friends and family.

everyone turned their heads to look at you, growing silent as you stood there with your arms crossed. "so, he should be here in ten minutes, but...." you let out a nervous laugh, rocking back and forth on your heels. "he's a little....mad."

"how mad?"

"um, well. the overseas tour got cancelled. so, i would assume very mad." everyone began murmuring and looking at eachother, you cleared your throat, anxiously picking at your nails. "look, i-if he gets upset about the party, he gets upset. i put this together and he'll most likely just be upset with me so...we'll just...figure this out. i don't know."

before you could get another word out, headlights shined through the window, pulling up to graceland. "they're here! everyone, hide! go!" you gestured with your hands, shooing everyone away as they all got in their hiding spots.

you smoothed out your clothes and braced yourself for the worst or best night of elvis's and possibly your life, cringing slightly at the slam of the car door and angry stomps up the steps. you beat him to the door, opening it with a wide smile. "hi baby!"

elvis's face lit up at the sight of you. despite his awful day, he was always happy to be around you. "hi darlin'" he gave you a kiss on the cheek as lamar walked in behind him, giving you a look and shutting the door behind him. "i'm tellin' ya, i outta fire that man. that tour we planned? cancelled. can't have shit without the colonel ruining it." he vented, not even noticing the birthday decorations in the foyer. "but at least i got to come home to you." he smiled, wrapping his arm around your hip.

just as he was about to kiss you again, you placed your finger on his lips. "actually, about that." you said, elvis giving you a puzzled look. you cleared your throat loudly as a signal, everyone jumping from their spots to yell out 'surprise!'. elvis even jumped himself, looking around at the birthday decor. "well i'll be damned! did you do all this?" he asked, turning to you.

"are you mad?" you pouted

his mouth turned into a smile, grinning widely. "mad? are you kiddin'? i can't believe you would do this for me."

"well, it was jerry's idea. i just did the hard work." you joked. "just wanted to show you some appreciation, i know today was rough. but it's your birthday! you deserve a good time."

"is there cake?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

you nodded. "baked with love by yours truly."

"oh baby, you spoil me. i love ya. thank you." he kissed you again and released his grip from your waist. "and thank y'all for comin'! let's have a good time!"

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