#i would like the record to show that I put the picture sets side by side

[tippenfunkaport]

Bow's Character Arc

There was a discussion on Twitter from people who were confused about Bow��s character arc and whether he had one (he very much does, and it’s actually one of the clearest / most spelled out in the entire show!). To help anyone experiencing that confusion and because it’s never a bad idea to understand how character arcs work if you want to be a writer/storyteller, I might as well break Bow’s character arc down for anyone who might find it helpful.

Buckle in, it's nerd time!

At the most basic, a character arc is a change (usually growth) a character goes through over the course of a story. Usually good (positive change arc) but sometimes bad (negative change arc). It’s very often a reversal aka the character is often in the exact opposite state by the end of the story than how they start it out. It can be trickier to follow in an ensemble story like SPOP because there are a lot of characters with parallel story lines going on and multiple arcs colliding in different ways, but She-Ra does a really good job of giving each of the four leads arcs (with Catradora as the main leads, Glimbow as the secondary) near equal time.

Yes, including Bow.

What I think throws people about Bow’s arc is it’s based on hypocrisy.

Meaning…

He encourages his friends to talk it out and share their feelings… while hiding his own feelings from his dads and repressing his frustrations with having to be the middle man between Adora and Glimmer (Season 4)

He declares that average people (such as the kitchen staff at Dryl) don’t need the princesses and are just as capable of fighting the Horde themselves… while he believes himself and his abilities inferior to Princess Entrapta’s

He reminds the others (esp Adora) about the need to accept help… while refusing any help for himself (think about “Don't worry about me. I'm the one who worries about you. Can we go back to that? Please?” in Pulse through to that moment when he agrees to let Glimmer take him to check on his dads in Return to the Fright Zone and literally leans on her)

I think a funny way to sum up his character issue is: Not me, though.

This arc progresses across all five season as he gradually changes. He starts the series out repressing his feelings from both his family and friends while doubting his abilities and refusing to ask for help (he IS Adora’s mirror, after all!). Over the course of the series he learns to express his feelings instead of bottling them up (The Beacon > Reunion > really all of Season 4 but it comes to head starting with Boys Night Out through Beast Island > Stranded), gains more confidence in his tech skills (The Frozen Forest > Signals > Flutterina > Mer-Mysteries > Corridors), and starts to learn to ask for help (The Beacon > Pulse > Return to the Fright Zone).

Which of course all culminates in The Heart Parts 1 and 2 where he finally wraps up all threads at once by

a) asking Scorpia to trust him (putting faith in someone else to help)

b) completing Entrapta’s program to unchip everyone (proving he IS as good a scientist as she is)

c) giving the speech to everyone on Etheria rousing the common people to fight Prime (average people can make a difference… which he now fully believes that includes him).

And while you can make the argument that confessing to Glimmer is part of his arc to share his feelings, the fact is that he completes a full character arc without ever behind reduced to just someone’s love interest because none of his character growth is tied to his romantic relationship at all (which was what the original tweet claimed). It's all his inner journey to have faith in himself and his abilities and how they relate to his friends and loved ones.

And thus the guy who starts the series as “only one around here who’s not a princess” with doubt in his tech abilities ends the series as confident Tech Master and future King of the regular people he sought to inspire, which is about as textbook a reversal as you can get.

Does it come out of nowhere?

His character arc progresses and takes significant focus in the following episodes….

S1:E6 System Failure

S1:E10 The Beacon

S2:E1 The Frozen Forest

S2:E3 Signals

S2:E7 Reunion

S4:E3 Flutterina

S4:E4 Pulse

S4:E7 Mer-Mysteries

S4:E8 Boys Night Out

S4:E10 Fractures

S4:E11 Beast Island

S5:E3 Corridors

S5:E4 Stranded

S5:E9 An Ill Wind

S5:E10 Return to the Fright Zone

S5:E12 Heart Part 1

S5:E13 Heart Part 2

That’s 17 episodes out of 52 which means his character development gets approximately 32% of the focus of the entire show… which for an ensemble cast like this where he’s one of four leads is just about dead on as it's over a quarter of the episodes.

That's a significant chunk of screentime with multiple episodes devoted specifically to his character journey.

Is his journey as flashy and action sequence-y as what Adora, Catra and Glimmer get? No, but it's a) a show marketed to girls so it makes sense they get the more cinematic scenes and b) his arc is more emotional and thus didn't need to hinge on big action like theirs did. Though considering the culmination of his arc is him as a 100 foot tall hologram speaking to the entire planet, I personally feel like that was pretty hard to miss.

If you look at all of this and still want to say that Bow did nothing or had no character arc, I think the thing to ask yourself is: why is it so important to you to discount the accomplishments and character growth of this character specifically?

In conclusion, this is the face Bow makes when he spent five season growing, changing and kicking butt as Tech Master and Voice of Reason and you say he did "literally nothing"...

[coldfanbou]

Time Off Needed

Alrighty, everyone this week turned into a Somi week, so this one is on the shorter side. Anyway, let's hope Somi gets a break she'll need one for working on one of her days off.

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Somi x Mreader

Somi took a deep breath, raised her hands above her head, and stretched herself out. “Time to go home,” she said to herself as she grabbed her things. She waved goodbye to the few coworkers left in the building and got into her car, driving home. As Somi drove home, she called you, waiting as she listened to the ring go off three times. 

“Hello?”

“Hey, are we still on for tomorrow? It’s the end of the month, after all.”

“Yeah, I’ll come by your place tomorrow morning; it’s going to be an all-day thing, right?”

“Yep, alright, that’s all I wanted to know. I’ll see you tomorrow, " she said before ending the call and continuing her drive along the highway. Her mind was elsewhere, filled with anticipation for the weekend and finally getting some time to relax. 

When she got home, Somi tossed her bag onto the couch and headed to her room. She threw herself onto her bed and let out a long sigh. She shut her eyes briefly, letting her body relax before slowly pushing herself out of bed, heading to the shower, throwing off her clothes, and stepping inside. 

The hot water rolled down Somi’s tired body, caressing it as she shook her head and enjoyed the warmth it provided. Somi shut her eyes and craned her neck, groaning, “That feels nice.” She took her time in the shower, feeling her body unwind and relax further. 

Once she was done, Somi wrapped a towel around her hair and changed into her sleepwear: a simple white tank top and panties. As she left the bathroom, a rush of cold air hit her, making her shiver. She rushed to her bedroom, wrapping herself in a blanket. A smile crossed Somi’s face as she felt the comfort of the blanket. Before sleeping in for the night, she checked her phone, going through her plans for the weekend before placing it on her nightstand and calling it a night. 

The next day, Somi got herself ready, got out of bed, and put on her best outfit. By the time you arrived, she was completely prepared. She led you into the other room. It was her recording room, designed with all the frills you could imagine around her bed. “Alright, put this on,” she said, handing you a large bear mask, one that would be used by a mascot in any other situation. “Oh, and take those pills.”

“Really? This one?” You ask, referring to the mask.

“Yeah, you got a problem with it?”

“Yeah, it moves too easily.”

“I changed it; there’s a rubber mouthpiece for you to bite down on. Besides, people like hearing me, so it’s better for me too.” Somi explains, moving to the computer and bending over as she adjusts some settings. You look her up and down, taking note of the outfit she chose to wear for today—something that looked far too prim and proper for what would be happening. You would’ve called it a uniform, but Somi would correct you. She glanced over her shoulder, “Hey, get ready,” she tells you, grabbing two hair ties from her desk and putting her hair into two pigtails. You huff, strip down to nothing, and put on the comically large bear head, finding the rubber mouthpiece she mentioned. “Alright, good,” you hear her say as she pushes you to the side. She opens her blouse, showing off the soft curves of her breasts, “Show’s starting,” Somi puts on a face mask and heads back to the computer, turning on the stream.  You take off the mask to use one of the pills and watch from the sidelines as she introduces herself, “Hi, everyone!” She shouts, waving to the camera. “It’s been a month since our last show, and you guys met the goal!” Somi feigns excitement, mimicking fireworks with her voice. “Okay, so because you guys met my goal, you guys get a very special show today. We’re going to go for a full 12 hours. Sit back, get your cock out for me, and enjoy watching me go crazy. I’ll look forward to getting to see all the pictures afterward.” She says. “Alright, there’s some material for you; now we’ll get started.” 

Somi turns toward you, extending her hand as she walks over to you and grasping your cock. She drags you into the frame and waves to the camera. “I found a nice teddy bear to use today.” She says before kneeling before you. She glances up at you, and you know, under the mask is a big smile. Somi moves her hand quickly over your cock, “I can’t wait to feel this thing inside me,” she giggles. You roll your eyes, biting down on the mouthpiece as Somi’s hand slows down, and she brings herself closer. 

Somi lifts her mask slightly, slipping your cock inside. You groan. Somi’s tongue moves up and down along your shaft, coating your cock in a layer of saliva as she bobs her head. Somi groans as she sucks your cock, her fingers slipping under her shorts and rubbing against her slit. “I’m so wet already,” she says, glancing at the camera and the chat speeding by. You place your grab onto Somi’s pigtails and thrust, pushing your cock into the back of her throat. Somi chokes on your cock, not expecting you to take charge. You give her a chance to adjust before beginning to thrust into her mouth. Your cock crashes against the back of Somi’s throat. Somi glances up, hunger in her eyes, as she places one of her hands on your thighs and lets you use her throat. Somi continues to play with herself, pushing her fingers into her wet cunt. She pushes them in and out of her slit, moaning against your cock as you drive your cock into her.

Saliva coats Somi’s mouth as you continue to thrust, your balls smack against her chin as she begins running out of breath. You don’t stop, though, you were enjoying fucking her throat too much, and you both knew her fans loved to see her become a mess. 

You held Somi against your crotch, watching as the young woman furiously fingered herself, her moans growing higher in pitch until you pulled out. You adjust Somi’s mask and rub your cock against her, she nuzzles it in response.

You grab Somi’s hand and pull her to her feet, making her face the camera. You reach up and pull off her blouse, showing her tits to the audience. You cup them, raising them slowly and dropping them, letting everyone see Somi’s tits bounce. “Take me already,” Somi moans, rubbing her ass against you. You keep one hand on Somi’s breast, pinching her nipple and making her whimper while you slowly pull down her shorts with the other.  

Moving to the bed, you bend Somi over it, making sure the camera has a good angle as you drive your hand into her ass. “Mmm!” You strike her again and again, her ass slowly turning red as you switch from cheek to cheek. You begin to slow down your smacks, letting the crowd take in the sight before moving Somi onto your lap. Rubbing your cock against her wet slit Somi looks at the camera, “He’s about to put it in everyone; make sure you watch carefully.” She says, her words slurring as you slip yourself inside her tight cunt. You move your hands to her thin waist, gripping it tightly as you move her up and down your shaft.  Somi’s moans flood the room as she takes your cock, feeling it stretch out her cunt. As you pick up the pace, her tits start bouncing, entertaining the audience as they watch the young woman beg for more. Each thrust crashes against her womb, making Somi’s body tingle as she rides you. 

Somi’s eyes go half-lidded as she continues to bounce on your cock; it was for show; her moans, though, were real. You shift one of your hands to her clit, gently flicking it and sending a shock through her system. “Oh shit,” She moaned, Somi leaned forward, hunched over as you teased her. She glanced up at the camera, ensuring everything was still going as you had your way with her. Somi could see tips flying in as everyone watched her getting fucked. She tried to figure out how much it was, but the pleasure coursing through her put her mind in a fog. Before she could try to clear her mind, you put your arm over her chest and pulled her back, holding her down as your thrust became quicker. Your muffled groans came quickly as you neared your climax. Somi could feel your cock begin to throb inside her, “He’s going to cum!” Somi yelled out, throwing her head back to show her face as you buried your length inside her. Not a second later, you were flooding Somi’s cunt with your cum. Her body tensed around your cock, milking it as she continued to moan. 

“Oh, fuck,” Somi laughed, “I feel so full everyone. Did you cum for me too?” She asks them before giggling. Somi pushes herself off you, letting your cum run down her leg, before turning around and bending over. “Can you see how he filled me up?” She asks before sneaking her mouth around your cock again, lapping up your semen as she spreads her folds and lets everyone glimpse at her swollen cunt. 

“I wonder how many more times you’ll cum,” Somi whispers as she wraps her lips around your cock and pulls back. Somi looks over her shoulder and looks at the camera, “Alright, everyone, you’re going to see what it’s like when I’m in charge of riding.” Somi pushes you onto your back and straddles you, rubbing your cock between her folds before impaling herself onto it. 

You and Somi continue the marathon of sex, stopping on occasion but fulfilling all twelve hours. Somi barely has enough energy to turn off the stream and return to bed. Her legs are shaky after the many orgasms and the soreness she feels. Through the twelve hours, you had cum inside Somi so many times you forgot the exact number; you hadn’t put it all in her cunt either, switching between all three holes she had. Cum was flowing between her legs as it leaked out of her gaping asshole and cunt. You take off the bear mask and look at Somi. “Are you going to be able to do anything tomorrow? You’re going to be super sore.” 

Somi didn’t respond; she was already sleeping. Her saliva and your cum mixed as it dripped onto the mattress. You chuckle and leave her there, covering her with her clothes before taking a shower and leaving the young woman for the night. 

[partial-prints]

If you love vampires, listen up!

Do you enjoy vampires, 80’s music, a healthy dose of homoeroticism - all with a theatrical flair? Well look no further, for I submit to you Dance of the Vampires.

(More cool pictures at the very bottom)

What is it you may ask? It’s a musical about a vampire who seduces a girl and invites her to his midnight ball - an offer she simply cannot turn down. The whole thing sorta gives Phantom of the Opera vibes, but like, wayyy less creepy (despite it being a literal vampire). I will say now that yes, Tanz der Vampire (the original title of Dance of the Vampires), is in German, but there is a full recording with English subtitles on youtube, so please don’t let that prevent you from watching it. Now if you’re still reading, allow me to elaborate on the 80’s music and homoeroticism that I previously mentioned.

Let’s start with the tragic gay romance, because I’m sure that’s what you want to hear about first. While not a main part of the musical, the main vampire’s son falls in love with - gasp! - the vampire hunter’s apprentice. They dance together, and with stage magic involving a mesh screen and an actor on the other side dressed identically to the apprentice, it appears as though the vampire has no reflection in the “mirror”. Of course, the feeling is not mutual, as the apprentice is only at the castle to rescue the girl, who he is in love with.

Now, onto the 80’s music. Surely you’ve heard of the song Total Eclipse of the Heart, or the singer Meatloaf (even if it was just his role as Eddie in Rocky Horror Picture Show). Well, the man who wrote that song and a majority if not all of Meatloaf’s work, was Jim Steinman, who composed the musical. The soundtrack contains a decent amount of electric guitar, even a bit of synth at parts, and all around just sounds awesome. However, he only had about a month and a half to compose it all, so he reused some stuff he previously wrote, including a couple Meatloaf songs and Total Eclipse of the Heart, a song he originally wrote for a Nosferatu musical that ended up not getting produced. It was actually originally titled “Vampires in Love,” so what better song is there to fill the place of a big love duet between the girl and the Count?

Tanz der Vampire is my favorite musical ever. I’ve loved it ever since Count von Krolock appeared on the screen and first began to sing, and you may love it too. So I implore you. Please do yourself a favor and check it out. I’ll provide a link of a full recording with English subtitles here, but it should also be the first result on youtube when you search “tanz der vampire english subtitles.” (That production also has Drew Sarich as the Count, my personal favorite.) I should add though, do not watch the broadway production because it’s terrible.

If you’re still not sold, I’m not sure what else I could say to convince you, but hopefully you at least found this interesting and learned something new. If you want to know more about Tanz der Vampire or would like to hear about other musicals about vampires, please let me know and I can answer any questions. (If even one person watches it because of this I’ll consider this a success, and if you do watch it please let me know because it would really make my day.)

And now I’ll leave you with some pictures of Tanz der Vampire as a last resort to convince you how awesome it is and that you should watch it. (I also put in the alt text the song each picture is from for anyone interested)

*ooo the set design and costuming have hypnotized you… you want to watch it now… do it for the vampires…*

[2amriize]

˚⟡˖ pepero/pocky challenge - RIIZE

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ᯓ★ SHOTARO

"Should we try doing the... what was it called?"

Shotaro and you were resting after filming a few dance videos, snacking on some treats, including some Pepero. Shotaro was looking at you while you were eating one, a bit confused.

"Ah! The Pepero challenge, have you ever done it?" When you heard it, you shook your head several times.

You had heard about it and seen it a few times in videos, but you had never played it with anyone. Then, Shotaro grabbed a Pepero while looking at you, sitting in front of you. He set up the camera to the side to record you both, thinking it could be good content for your social media.

"We have to make it as small as possible. Are you ready?" He asked to make sure, and you nodded.

Shotaro put one end of the Pepero in his mouth while he moved closer to you with a smile, placing his hands on your arms to pull you a little closer. You leaned into the other end, and both of you quickly started nibbling while laughing. It wasn’t even a second before your lips met, and you both pulled away quickly, a little embarrassed. You couldn’t help but burst into laughter when you saw that only a crumb was left.

ᯓ★ EUNSEOK

Eunseok and you were at a picnic organized with your friends by a lake. You had just finished eating when they brought out the sweets. You couldn’t resist grabbing the Pepero box when you saw it since it’s one of your favorite snacks.

Most of your friends suggested going into the lake for a swim, but you decided to stay a little longer, relaxing and taking some pictures and videos for memories.

Eunseok was in the water for a few minutes, but when he saw you were left alone, he came over, standing in front of you while asking for one of your Pepero sticks, which you handed to him.

"Want me to show you a trick?" He said with a small smile as he crouched down a bit, getting to your level. "Look, put the Pepero in your mouth like this." He put the Pepero he grabbed in his mouth, biting one end, then removing it when he saw you copying him.

Without warning, Eunseok grabbed your cheeks and quickly moved in, biting down the Pepero until he reached your lips, leaving a small kiss on them, making you blush. Before you could say anything, Eunseok pulled away with a small laugh and ran back towards the water.

ᯓ★ SUNGCHAN

Sungchan couldn’t help but get nervous around you, and it was something everyone noticed. He would say random things, laugh at everything you said, and you often caught him staring at you at any moment.

Even though everyone knew he had a crush on you, he had never asked you out, not even on a date, which you found a bit strange. Still, you got along too well with him, and you loved teasing him, making him nervous whenever you could.

When you saw that the store was selling Pepero, you couldn’t resist buying a box of your favorite flavor, as you loved them. You both sat at a table after buying your snacks.

"Can I have one?" Sungchan asked as soon as you opened the box, and you laughed while shaking your head. "Please, I want to try them."

"Okay, then take it," you said, putting a Pepero in your mouth, signaling him to come closer.

Sungchan’s expression changed quickly, looking at you with a mix of surprise and excitement. After hesitating for a few seconds, he nervously laughed and started biting the Pepero as you watched him. When he was almost at the end, you moved slightly so that your lips could touch for a few seconds. You couldn’t help but laugh as you saw how nervous Sungchan got, noticing his ears turning completely red.

"Thank you..."

ᯓ★ WONBIN

"Can you give me one? Please, Wonbin?" You asked while Wonbin looked at you with a slightly raised eyebrow, arms crossed.

He had bought a pack of Pepero, and honestly, you were really eager to try them, especially since you hadn’t eaten anything in a few hours and were quite hungry. But as always, Wonbin didn’t like to make things easy for you, loving to tease you a little bit.

"Hmm... Let me think." After a few seconds, Wonbin's face lit up, and he let out a small laugh. "I’ll give you the whole pack if we do the Pepero challenge and make it less than 1 centimeter."

You let out a small sigh when you heard Wonbin’s proposal. He knew perfectly well that you had a crush on him, and he loved teasing you in this way, always making you nervous. In any other situation, you would have just gotten shy and refused, but at that moment, you were so hungry that you didn’t hesitate for even a second to accept (which surprised Wonbin).

You grabbed one of the Pepero sticks and put it in your mouth, moving closer to Wonbin and placing your hands on his shoulders. He smiled and put his hands on your waist, then began biting the Pepero. It didn’t take even two seconds for the Pepero to disappear, and your lips met for a few seconds.

"So, did I win the whole pack?" You asked while Wonbin looked at you, surprised, with a little color in his cheeks.

ᯓ★ SEUNGHAN

"Please, y/n, I’ve always wanted to try it..."

"But Seunghan, it’s silly..."

You never imagined seeing Seunghan beg you for anything, let alone to do the Pepero challenge. You had bought a box because you felt like it, but when Seunghan saw it, the thought crossed his mind that he’d like to try it with you, as he had never done it before.

At first, you refused because it seemed silly to you. It was just both of you biting the Pepero until it was gone—what was fun about that? But seeing how much Seunghan begged, you eventually gave in.

"But just one, okay?" You said as you grabbed a Pepero, putting it in your mouth.

Seunghan nodded several times before moving closer to you, placing his hands on your arms. You both looked at each other for a few seconds before Seunghan started biting the Pepero at the same time as you, finally closing the distance between your lips and giving you a small kiss. When you pulled away, you saw Seunghan's face light up with the happiest expression you had ever seen, making you laugh.

"If you wanted a kiss, you could’ve just asked, Hannie..."

ᯓ★ SOHEE

It surprised you how Sohee could be very introverted about some things, but extroverted about others. He was usually very reserved when it came to physical contact in public, but that day he was feeling extra energetic.

You had spent the day at a friend's house, who had invited you both along with a few more people. You weren’t sure if it was because you had a few drinks too many, but Sohee and you kept exchanging looks, occasionally flirting with each other.

At one point, you went to the kitchen with Sohee, craving something sweet to eat. When you found the Pepero box, your eyes lit up.

"Oh god, I love these too much..." You said as you quickly opened it, with Sohee coming closer to see what you were talking about.

Seeing how fast you were eating the Pepero, Sohee couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, surprised at how quickly you were finishing them. At one point, he stopped your movements, placing his hand on your wrist.

"Wait, slow down... How about we share this one?" He murmured before quickly moving closer to the Pepero, starting to bite it until he reached your lips. Your lips stayed together for a few seconds until Sohee pulled away. You felt your cheeks heat up, probably completely red, which Sohee noticed right away and let out a small laugh.

ᯓ★ ANTON

"What’s the Pepero challenge?" Anton asked, a bit confused.

You were all sitting in a circle, and one of your friends suggested doing the Pepero challenge with everyone. Anton didn’t know what it was at first, but after explaining it to him, he recognized it immediately. You decided to spin the bottle, and whoever it landed on could choose who they wanted to do the challenge with.

You couldn’t stop thinking about how much you wanted the bottle to point at you. You had known Anton for a few months, and for the past few weeks, you had started to have feelings for him. So, this moment seemed like an opportunity to get closer to him, though this wasn’t exactly how you imagined your first kiss would be.

You thought you might have manifested it after thinking about it so much when the bottle pointed in your direction. Everyone looked at you, waiting to see who you would choose, and without hesitation, you pointed at Anton, who seemed a little surprised.

Both of you stood up, moving closer as you grabbed a Pepero from the bag. Anton looked a bit nervous, letting out a small, nervous laugh as he heard the others saying things about the two of you. You couldn’t deny that you were a little nervous too, but you managed to hide it better than Anton. You put the Pepero in your mouth, and you both looked at each other for a few seconds.

"I hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable..." Anton whispered before starting to bite the Pepero. You felt his hands on your waist, pulling you a little closer to him with each bite. After a few seconds, you felt your lips connect for a few moments before pulling away, both of you looking at each other with flushed cheeks.

ᡣ𐭩 masterlist taglist: @regularsuh @gacktsa @totheseok @kkumistars @taroddori @enhacolor @ladylilith @electric-hearts @astrobymarwa

[wcbblife]

Public love

Prompt (I accidentally deleted the ask sorry): could you do a short story about Paige accepting an award and telling everyone that Azzi and her are dating?

a/n: guys I'm trying to finish all my recent asks in my inbox I swear. Life's been lifin' all of the sudden and I barely have time to write so apologies for that. Got a lot of drafts that I'm working on rn.

Warning: Paige is a yapper. Some spelling mistakes (hopefully not). A bit rushed tbh

“You look hilarious,” Azzi giggled, staring at her phone screen where their FaceTime call was running.

“Thanks, Azzi,” Paige deadpanned, trying to swallow the lump in her throat. She wiped her palms on her pants, only for Brittany to swat her hands away, scolding her.

Azzi's smile softened as Paige protested, her eyebrows furrowing. “You know you don't have to do this, right?”

“Don't start with that, Azzi,” Paige's exasperated tone didn't go unnoticed as she wiped her hands on a nearby towel. “We agreed that today was the day.”

Azzi threw her hands up in defeat, her smile unwavering. “I'm just saying.”

Paige had underestimated how bad her nerves would flare up at the idea of stepping onto a stage full of legends, with cameras recording her every move, to profess her love for her girlfriend to the whole entire world to see. It had been a tough conversation, but Azzi had convinced Paige to wait until the season was over, when they were no longer teammates.

“I'll do it, just you watch.” Suddenly, the normal confidence Paige always had resurfaced as a smug look settled on her face.

Azzi could still see through the facade.

“Hey, you know it's already on in the living room,” Azzi said, flipping the camera to show the TV. It showed the red carpet, which was almost over, and Paige's panic returned.

“Gosh, I just wish you were here.” Paige set her phone in front of her, properly showing her whole upper body to Azzi. She looked stunning. The blonde hunched over, taking a deep breath. “It would be easier.”

“You know I would be there if I could, babe. Something came up.” For a moment, there was complete silence, except for the rustling of Azzi dropping onto her sofa. “Plus, I won't have like… a million cameras shoved in my face. Which is nice.”

“Yeah, you're right.”

“Alright, you two, we gotta wrap it up. Paige, you're up in a few.” Brittany's voice startled the blood out of Paige's face as she flinched.

Azzi giggled. “I'll get going. And Paige… just do what feels right when you get up there, okay?”

“Yeah. I'll try.” She cleared her throat. “I love you.”

“Love you too, Paige.”

______

Paige was totally not ready for it. As the awards passed one by one, she found it increasingly harder to stay still in her seat.

“Bro, do you have ants on your ass or something?” Aubrey chuckled, whispering towards Paige.

“Something like that.” Paige adjusted her suit, applying pressure to her chest. She felt like she was going to throw up.

“Seriously, you good?” From her other side, Ice whispered, her expression a bit more worried than Aubrey's. Even with the makeup, Paige looked pale as a ghost.

“I'm good.”

Aubrey and Ice exchanged questioning looks as Paige didn't even bother to glance at them, her eyes glued to the presenters.

The lump in her throat grew until it was hard to swallow. She tensed when her phone buzzed in her pants.

From: Azzi

You look nervous, babe. [Attached image]

Paige opened the image, seeing a picture of her on the tv screen, jaw clenched and eyes wide.

From: Paige

I look crazy.

From: Azzi

You don't have to do this, Paige.

From: Paige

I want to, Azzi.

Do you not want me to?

From: Azzi

Of course I do.

From: Paige

That's all the I need to hear then.

From: Azzi

I just don't want you to feel stressed or obligated.

Especially in front of such an important stage and audience.

From: Paige

Then it's decided.

“Hey!” CD whispered from behind her. “Put your phone away, missy. This isn't the place for texting.”

“Sorry CD.” Paige rubs the back of her neck, feeling a bit embarrassed to have been called out at such an age. She put her phone away and heard the next award being announced.

Best female college athlete.

Paige straightens up, silently thanking CD from snapping her out of her little daydream. They went through the nominees, teasing the winner before finally announcing the long-awaited name.

Paige Bueckers from the University of Connecticut.

The crowd burst into cheers as Paige let out a huff of air and made her way through the row after a few hugs from her teammates.

She shuffled through the rows and climbed to the stage, where she was met with a few hugs and finally her trophy.

“Wow.” She huffs, looking around the venue, “I would like to start by saying that it's an honor to be able to receive this amazing award for a second time. I can't express just how much it means to stand here after all the hardships thrown my way.”

Speaking to such an intimidating crowd, knowing there were thousands watching from their homes, never got easier for Paige.

“Second, I'd like to thank my family. Thank you for sticking by my side and being my anchor through everything. Without them, I wouldn't be standing here today. And to my teammates, who have been my rock. They were a force to be reckoned with all season, and it was thanks to them that we brought home a championship.”

The crowd hung on her every word.

“It's no secret the injuries that have plagued our team these past seasons and even me a few years ago. It felt liberating knowing that if I ever fell, they would be there to pick me up and I don't think I could ever express how much I love those girls and just how much they mean to me”

Paige thought of Azzi at home, watching her, and the basketball legends before her. She traced the lines of the trophy, clearing her throat.

“To my coaches, who weren't afraid to show me tough love, I appreciate you all. It made my time at Connecticut all the more enjoyable. To Geno, who didn't shy away from telling me how to be the best and how to make those around me be better. I’m glad that I'll be able to call Uconn my home for as long as I live because it's an honor. Whether it sounds odd, I thank God that I tore my ACL while surrounded by such an amazing family because I wouldn't have been able to bounce back in such a dominant manner."

It was now or never.

“One of the main reasons I'm eternally grateful for this program is because I was able to build a deeper relationship with a teammate who you all may know very well,” Paige shifts her hands, feeling them sweat again. “We went through the same injury, and everything was easier to navigate with her around because we just got each other and knew what we were going through. I want to thank her for her love and unconditional support because she deserves that and more. She picked me up when it felt impossible."

She chuckled. Paige had been on big stages many times, but this felt different. The ground beneath her feet seemed to shift as the blood rushed to her ears, muffling the sounds around her. Her surroundings faded as she locked eyes with the big camera before her.

“That's why... I would like to thank my amazing girlfriend, Azzi Fudd, in front of everyone here today because she deserves the world.” Paige hears the muffled sound of gasps and cheers. “So, because I know she's home watching, I love you, baby. None of this would be possible without you.”

Paige took a deep breath, feeling a crushing weight lift off her chest. It was done.

She smiled for the first time that night and looked away from the camera, addressing the crowd. “Thank you for this award. I'll cut my speech short since I know it's running a bit long.” Laughter spread through the crowd, but most looked shocked, especially her teammates. She lifted her trophy with a smile, realizing how little she cared about anyone's opinion. “Thank you.”

______

“Didn't think you had it in you,” Caroline said, opening the door to Paige's makeup room. “Seriously, dude. Getting up there and just saying, 'oh, and I'm dating my bestie by the way' is crazy”

Paige deflated in her chair. After her speech, she had been ushered away for pictures and questions and hadn't heard from her teammates. She hadn't even checked her phone which was undoubtedly flooded with missed calls and messages.

“I wanted to throw up.”

Then, as if on cue, Aubrey, Ice, and KK entered together. “Dude, what the fuck was that?” KK screamed, laughing together with Ice. “Huge balls you got there, dude.”

“Oh, shut up, KK. Like you aren't head over heels over your girl too.” Paige shot back, eyebrows furrowing as she checked her phone. KK and Ice burst out laughing, dragging Aubrey to sit on the couch.

“It's on Do Not Disturb, Paige.” Sensing the urgency, Caroline put a hand on her shoulder, pointing at the unmistakable symbol of DND.

“Thanks.” Paige mumbled, turning it off and feeling relieved as messages flooded in. Hundreds of notifications took over her phone, but she only cared about one.

“Dude, you're already trending on Twitter.” Aubrey showed her screen, Twitter opened, but Paige didn't bother looking.

“Oh, and the articles are already popping up,” Ice added.

Finally, after some searching, Paige found Azzi's message.

From: Azzi

Such a sweet talker.

I love you too Paige

From: Paige

You liked it?

I tried to keep it short but I think that was too little or maybe too much??

I definitely could've added more to it.

What did you think?

Paige stared at the messages, nervous to hear from Azzi.

From: Azzi

Hey, I loved it Paige.

You can always finish it when you get home to me

That validation calmed Paige almost immediately. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.

From: Paige

Wanna call? I could tell you everything now.

From: Azzi

Yeah… if I'm correct, CD is about to burst through that door any second.

Either that or every reporter that was in that building wants to hear from you after that declaration of love in front of the whole world.

Let's wait until you get to the hotel, okay?

Right on cue, the rest of the team entered her room.

From: Paige

Good idea.

Love you

From: Azzi

Love you too

[vivi4nn4]

OBEY ME headcannons ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ

𑁍ࠬ ( this is not been proof read for spelling errors or mistakes ) 𝜗𝜚

ᯓ★ lucifer

— lucifer is definitely caring even if he doesn’t show it he very much enjoys the little things like making you an extra cup when he makes coffee

— he likes to spend time with mc just each other doing their own things

— lucifer also cares deeply about his family n friends even if his pride gets in the way of showing it

— lucifer enjoys suits n blazers as we can tell from the game but I also think he enjoys that jumpers / sweaters especially high necked ones and my point is also proven from cards from the game!

— as we know mammon is secretly his favourite brother but I think his second favourite would definitely be leviathan or beelzbub

— lucifer enjoys having mc all to himself his ego launches to the moon when mc decides to spend time with him rather then any of the other brothers

— lucifer barley gets any sleep but he doesn’t enjoy a lie in even when he gets the chance

ᯓ★ mammon

— mammon loves when you gift him stuff he’ll look after it forever n vise virsa he’ll buy you stuff that he knows you’ll love he is the sin of greed after all

— he absolutely adores being around you he’s very clingy like that watching tv? He’s right next to you getting a snack? He’s getting one too

— mammon loves being centre of your attention it makes him feel so special that you choose him due to his lack of social esteem of himself

— truley all that mammon wants is someone who respects him as an equal even his own brothers dont respect him let alone anyone else even tho he is the second strongest

— mammon enjoys talking to mc about his n their day as we can tell he thrives from social interaction

— after a long day mammon just loves sitting in mcs room n watching a movie which we can see happening a few times in the game

ᯓ★ leviathan

— leviathan loves playing games with you if you say yes once he’ll constantly ask you to play again

— leviathan has many online friends n community’s he’s apart of

— leviathan loves when people or mc compliment him bcs his self esteem is so low like mammons as we can tell from the game

— leviathan has such a soft side for mc even if mc doesn’t realise but he truly changes up around them

ᯓ★ satan

— satan immediately calms down around mc he’ll been screaming n shouting n suddenly mc will appear satan will still be angry but lower his tone n soften down

— as we know satan loves cats n wishes he had one in the past he’s owned a few cats but either beelzbub has tried to eat them or they’ve been scared off by lucifer

— Satan loves to read to calm himself down and settle his mind n thoughts he hates when people interrupt him

— satan absolutely hates cleaning his room as we can see from all the books laying around his room it’s just one of the things he never seems to put effort into

ᯓ★ asmodeus

— asmodeus loves doing mcs makeup and doing his brothers as well

— each week asmodeus sets a day typically Sundays where he sets the day to self care n himself

— he loves watching makeup tutorials or makeup videos he’s a big fan of trying to recreate them in his free time

— asmodeus loves shopping days with mc and often asks them to come with him

— asmodeus loves taking aesthetic pictures n posting them

ᯓ★ beelzbub

— beelzbub loves having dinner dates with mc

— beelzbub has won the devildom record for eating the most in every restaurant

— beelzbub enjoys spending most of his time with Belphegor ever since the death of his sister he feels clung to belphegor

— beelzbub is so soft n kind to mc n his brothers he is clearly one if not the softest out of the game

— beelzbub is a great hugger he is like a ball of warmth

ᯓ★ belphegor

— belphegor loves having nap times with mc he could sleep for hours as we already know but especially when he’s around mc he sleeps like a baby

— after the war when everyone first arrived at belphegor used to sleep his thoughts n ignore the memories of lilith and her passing

— when he was trapped in the attic he built up such anger from mc he had such a a hatred for mc due his him being locked away n his trauma with Lilith

— belphegor does feel so guilty toward mc for what he did but he pushes the feeling away

— belphegor is such a deep sleeper even a bomb couldn’t wake him up n even if it did he becomes very agitated when awoken from his sleep

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

[the-summ0ning]

Sleep Token HC: being in a relationship with II

This took longer than I wanted, also got extremely carried away w this one. I have a soft spot for II 🥹 usual NSFW ELEMENTS, fluffy nonsense, not proofread well

Our sweet quiet short king…until he’s comfy then he becomes a certified yapper.

II the bf that had to keep you informed and make you the first to know everything

New brand deal with his favorite drum company? He’s FaceTiming, grinning ear to ear and his eyes the brightest crystalline blue. “Babe, I’m so fuckin’ excited! They even sent me a sick PR package!”

He finally pranked Vessel back? Oh he’s recording the whole ordeal and it’s going to you first, listening to his quiet excited diabolical giggles in the video

His favorite drummer followed him back on instagram? He barreling into your room, and lying right on top of you to show you

A text message of the sandwich he had for lunch? Nothing was off limits

Especially late at night, when he was thinking about you on tour, keeping quiet in his bunk on the bus. Sending you pictures and videos palming himself, teasing you.

“Sweet thing, I need u so badly. Look how hard I am for u. 😕”

II the bf that ties your shoes for you, bending on one knee making you put your foot on his thigh

And if no one was looking would press a soft kiss to your ankle or the side of your inner knee. The sweet gesture wasn’t as always innocent as it seemed when his fingers would lightly graze your calf as he did so

I’m sorry I just see II clingy… so physical touch and quality time would be his top two love languages

Always needing to have a hand on your lower back leading you through crowds or hands/pinkies intertwined, arm around your shoulder

It helps him more than anything than a ‘I wanna lay the pda on heavy’ type thing. You made him at ease during social settings if he could be touching you even if just the littlest brush of your skin on him

hand on your thigh at the table during dinner sometimes testing his limits and bringing it further up your inner thigh delighted by watching you squirm

His phone background would be a picture of the two of you during rehearsal, you sitting in his lap at his drum set and his hands holding yours attempting to teach you a song. moments after that pic was taken vessel pouted that II never did that with him

He loved laying on top of you scrolling on his phone or watching tv, because you would start absentmindedly rubbing his shoulders (which were almost always tense from drumming)

II would enjoy any time he could afford with you

Whether that be an hour out together going to browse a vintage antique store and grabbing coffee before a studio session

If you had free time to go to one of his drum shoots with him and then get dinner and drinks after

He would have a triangle, symbols, cowbell, tambourine—maybe even a microphone, so you could join his jam sessions when he would practice at home

He ends up getting distracted by how cute and silly you look trying to play a cow bell to a beat of their song every time or singing along lost in your own world

II the bf that would use pre show jitters just have an excuse to have you in his grasp

Bending you over the sink in the green room bathroom, pounding deep inside inside you relentlessly. Him putting his hand over your mouth, “don’t want anyone to hear us, right darling?”

Then afterwards snatching your underwear and shove them in his pocket. “Need a good luck charm.” He winks cheekily before leaving.

Also very into spanking and being rough with you…

Loves seeing his handprint on your ass, always making sure to massage and pepper kisses to it afterwards

I believe this man would have your initials tatted on him somewhere



Just want to thank everyone for liking III and IV HCs, I hope you like II’s!!! If you want to request any HCs or just to chit chat my inbox is always open 🤭🫶🏻

[shyamanuensis]

Christmas Wishes & Kisses

Just a little fluff and love while I avoid the pressures of finishing my next fic chapters. Hope you enjoy!

Ominis -

“Stay still.” Although you had asked in the sweetest voice that you could manage, Ominis couldn’t help but move. A small shuffle as you wrapped fairy lights around his chest; a tiny jerk followed by a chuckle whenever soft tinsel tickled at his skin. He hated to admit that he enjoyed this – the feeling, the connection, an intimacy that he was able to share with you this time of year as you went overboard with your latest grand idea for a Christmas photo to send out to family and friends. At first, he had been a little sceptical of your idea when you mentioned it on a whim one rainy Saturday afternoon, yet as always – your persistence to your art had grinded him down to the point where he knew, to keep your happy – as he’d only ever wanted to; he would buckle in and say yes. Pins gliding into his sweater to hang baubles and you shifting his posture with delicate fingertips made your vision complete. Stepping back; you admired your handy work. “Darling – I do believe you’re traditionally meant to decorate a tree.” “I suppose – but decorating you is so much more fun.” Skipping across the living room to make sure that the camera was properly secure on the tripod – you ensured that Ominis was in focus for the picture and set a timer for ten seconds. “Alright – show time!” Dragging a chair over beside him, you stepped on and held mistletoe above your heads, leaning in to press a kiss warm against his cheek. The camera flashed and you couldn’t help but giggle. “I look ridiculous, don’t I?” “Omi no – you look adorable; like my very own, personalised Christmas tree.” “And what are you in? The same thing?” “Oh no, I’m in a Mrs Clause outfit.” “Mrs Clause?” He turned to face your voice, his brow raising with a perplexing case of wonder. Trying to reach out, he quickly realised his arms were firmly stuck down by his sides due to how you’d decorated him. “What’s a Mrs Clause outfit?” “Oh don’t worry sweetie, I promise – tonight, you’ll get to find out and experience it.”

Sebastian -

“Think of all the fun I’ve missed, of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed. Next year, I could be just as good if Sebby you check off my, Christmas list…” Standing in the doorway to the sitting room, Sebastian rested up against the doorframe; hands neatly tucked into his pockets as he listened to you sing along to Christmas records; adding in your own personal variations to the lyrics. As you danced around the tree, skirt flirting with your thighs – he couldn’t help but smile at the overall mood that you were in. A force to be reckoned with during the holiday season, every square inch of the apartment you both shared had some kind of decorative element to it. Candles, tinsel, holly, lights, garlands, stockings, gifts. It was all too much for Sebastian; yet at the same time, not enough as he knew what this time of year meant to you. How special it was. Family, friends, memories, laughter, too much food and gift giving until your heart was content. As the record stopped playing, pin sliding off the disk you glanced over, catching each other’s attention with soft smiles and a cheeky wink. “Mind starting that song for me again?” “I don’t know – I was thinking instead that maybe… I could check off your christmas list.” The smirk that pulled across your lips at the suggestion pulled a blush to your cheeks which matched the holly red you were hanging. Biting your bottom lip, you tempted Sebastian over with a come-hither gesture and held up a glittering gold star for the top of the tree. “How about you put on the final touches and then… we’ll see about getting to that list?” With a quick swoop around your waist, Sebastian lifted you up instead; half resting you against his chest so that you could reach the very tip of the tree you’d spent the evening decorating. “Could put you up there...” “But I’m no star.” “No – but you are my angel.” “Sappy much Sallow?” but instead of answering; Sebastian just shot you a sly smirk and ran his fingers through the back of your hair to pull you into a deep, lingering kiss.

Garreth -

You had an uncomfortable feeling curse through you, when you saw how hard the snow was coming down outside. Weather reports had suggested for everyone to stay indoors and yet a part of you still wondered if Garreth would somehow make it over and walk on through your front door. The last two Christmases you’d had together, had been rudely disrupted by silly little things – work overtime, his overall forgetfulness and now this. Three for three; surely next year would be your year. Giving up hope on Christmas Eve hadn’t been your intention yet you were starting to feel that it was the only option fit for the situation you found yourself in. Slumping down on the couch, you looked across at the flames crackling eagerly in the fireplace and shut your eyes. Daring to dream. “I just want him home for Christmas.” Your whisper hadn’t been intended as a wish – and yet a naïve part of you secretly hoped that Santa, silly - you knew, would hear it. Pulling blankets over your legs and picking up off the floor the book you’d started reading early; you curled up into a comfortable position and focused on the print. Tongue wetting your finger, you prepared to flip the page until you heard the front door unlock followed by a gust of wind tearing through the house almost extinguishing the fireplaces flames. “I’m home!” Glancing over your shoulder, you were greeted by the sight of your fiancé dragging in a fresh Christmas Tree; pine needles and wood chips weaving into the carpet and across the floors you’d spent the day cleaning. “You’re insane Weasley.” “But what’s Christmas without a real tree?” Dropping the stump at his feet and closing the front door, Garreth rolled up his shirt sleeves and went to drag the tree further into the house. “Stop.. just stop.” You hopped off the couch and wandered over to him. In less than 10 seconds, he’d made an eyesore of a mess. It took everything in you to just take in a deep breath. “Garreth, your parents are coming to visit tomorrow… and this… this…” “Relax; it’s Christmas, I’ll clean in the morning.” You couldn’t help but laugh at his calmness. “No, no it’s fine. Garreth, just put up the Christmas tree and I’ll start cleaning.” “Oh no you won’t.” Before you knew it, he’d pulled you over to the fireplace. “I got you something, to miss out last year and the year before.” Garreth tenderly took your hands in his own, running light little circles against the back of them and up to your wrists. “Oh yeah? What?” Bringing your arms around his sides and placing your hands against his back, Garreth moved in closer with a childlike grin peppered kisses up the side of your neck. “Me.”

[punkrockmlchael]

Bed Chem - Chapter Three

My Main Masterlist | Gareth Emerson Masterlist

Bed Chem Masterlist

Modern AU; Rockstar!Gareth Emerson x Popstar!Fem Reader (Both Gareth and Reader are in their early 20s) ; loosely based off of the song Bed Chem by Sabrina Carpenter

Warnings: 18+ mdni, Slow Burn, Popstar!Fem Reader, Rockstar!Gareth, Best Friend!Robin, Mutual Pining, Flirting, Texting, Smut: Sending Spicy Pictures, Masturbation (Fem and Male; these two are so far up each other's asses it's not even funny), Brief Descriptions of: PinV, Oral (Fem and Male Receiving), Hand Jobs

Synopsis: And now the next thing I know I'm like, manifest that you're oversized. I digress, got me scrollin' like, out of breath, got me goin' like...

Word Count: 2.5k

The last couple days or so have been a blur. Between sitting in the studio writing and recording, to doing a couple shows around your hometown, to spending most of your free time texting Gareth (which you weren’t complaining about); it had all been a little too much. You wanted nothing more than to take a hot bubble bath and just… relax.

Relax and forget about your problems, your priorities, everything for a good solid half hour, or maybe longer. Just yourself, some foamy bubbles and some hot, steamy water as you sink deeper and deeper into your bathtub.

You walked around your bathroom quickly in your pink lace panties, your oversized Corroded Coffin band tee and your pink fuzzy bunny slippers. Gathering everything you needed for your bath: a fresh towel, some bubble bath and your robe; you moved to hang the pink, silky robe up on the back of the bathroom door before you set your clean towel on the counter next to the sink.

You brushed through your hair gently before you moved to put your hair up in a messy bun, fingers moving through your locks as you worked your magic on the messy updo; it’s not like anyone was going to see you anyways.

You placed the bottle of bubble bath on the side of the bathtub before you turned the water on, allowing it to reach the perfect temperature for you before you plugged the bathtub. Robin had texted you telling you about her most recent date, you giggled as you read through her message, reading all of the juicy details she had given you. Turns out she had met a girl named Vickie at one of your most recent shows and really hit it off with her, and she sounded really sweet. And you were happy for her, Robin deserved all the happiness in the world.

Beep.

New Photo from Gareth Emerson.

Gareth: We have a day off today and Eddie dragged me to the gym with him and I’m not really having a good time :/ He made me lift some weights and run laps with him… But, I guess on the bright side, your album makes for some good workout music ;) thanks for keeping me fit!

You opened Gareth’s message as you were sitting on the edge of the bathtub, hot water pouring out of the faucet at a rapid pace. You poured in some lilac scented bubble bath, watching the white bubbles form in the water quickly, the scent instantly bringing you comfort and relaxation.

You clicked on the picture Gareth had sent you, groaning to yourself as it popped up on your screen.

Fuck, he looked good. Better than usual, in fact; something you never thought you would think.

Gareth was a sweaty mess as he stood in front of a full length mirror at the gym. His black shirt was discarded from his body, hanging over his shoulder instead. His tongue was out of his mouth, resting on his bottom lip as if he was in mid pant, struggling to catch his breath from his workout.

His curls were stuck to his forehead as sweat trickled down his face and chest, making his body glisten in the light. His chest muscles and abs were on full display and leaving nothing to the imagination; a little trail of hair sat perfectly below his belly button, sneaking down more and more until it disappeared under his underwear. He wore some grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips, the black band of his boxers peeking out, the words Calvin Klein written in white across the band.

Your eyes trailed down his body in the picture, stopping at the noticeable bulge that sat perfectly against the fabric of the grey sweatpants. A pitiful whine escaped your lips as you stared at that picture, so desperately wanting to know what he was working with underneath those sweatpants and underwear. Though, the photo that he sent did help you paint a good mental picture of what might be… tucked behind that fabric.

You groaned again, closing your eyes as you thought more and more about the drummer in the picture. You knew he meant this as a harmless photo, but you couldn’t deny the desire that pooled more and more between your legs, stirring something deep inside of you that so desperately just wanted Gareth. Your thighs squeezed together tightly, a sigh escaping your lips as you set your phone down on the edge of the bathtub. You drew your attention back to the bathtub, turning the water off as it came towards the top, careful not to overflow the water.

Standing up, you grabbed your phone and walked towards the bathroom mirror, debating with yourself. You took a deep breath, lifting your shirt from the middle, your fingers wrapping around the fabric as you pulled it up higher and higher. Holding the shirt in your left hand, you brought the edge up to your lips, biting the fabric gently. Your body was on full display, your curves showing perfectly as you still kept it modest. You snapped a photo with your phone in your right hand before you typed out a message to Gareth.

You: What a shitty bandmate, making sure you stay fit while on tour… though, I wish I was able to help you stay fit in person ;) I’m sure I could give you some great motivation! This week has been so much for me, running around like crazy… it’s time for a nice, hot bubble bath.

You attached the photo and hit send, setting your phone down on the counter. You stripped from your oversized tee and panties, discarding them on the floor as you stepped out of your slippers. You walked towards the bathtub and stepped in, the stress of the week slowly melting away and you were overcome with water and bubbles. The smell of lilacs filled your nostrils more prominently as you sat back in the tub, closing your eyes.

The picture of Gareth continued to pop into your mind, the need and want becoming more than you could handle. You leaned back against the side of the tub, your right hand moving down your body under the water, moving closer and closer to your core. You stopped your right hand at your clit, rubbing small, tight circles against it slowly.

A whine left your mouth, your eyes closing as you pictured Gareth’s hand rubbing those circles. Your left hand moved to your breasts, pawing at them as you squeezed and massaged them in time with the circles on your clit.

“Fuck, Gareth,” you moaned to yourself, your right hand moving down to your folds. You ran your middle and ring fingers up and down your folds gently before you pushed both fingers inside of you, thrusting them in and out slowly.

Your left hand squeezed your left breast harder, rubbing your thumb over your nipple. You continued to thrust your fingers in and out of you, arching your back slightly.

“Come on, princess,” rang through your head in Gareth’s voice as you began to thrust your fingers faster, groaning at the feeling.

You squeezed and massaged your breast faster, moaning as you thought about Gareth. Picturing his hands on your breasts, his fingers sliding in and out of you. His head between your thighs with his soft curls tickling your skin as his tongue licked up and down your folds before he began sucking at your clit. Picturing him towering over you as he thrusted deeper and deeper into you, grunts escaping his lips as he took you to another world with his cock.

Your middle and ring fingers picked up their pace, thrusting in and out of you faster before you curled them a couple of times, hitting your sweet spot. Your left hand trailed down your stomach, stopping at your clit. You rubbed tight circles on your clit as your fingers thrusted, driving you crazy.

Your back arched slightly, a whine escaping your lips as you clenched around your fingers, feeling yourself get closer and closer to your high.

“That’s it, princess,” rang through your head in Gareth’s voice as you sped up the movements quickly, bucking your hips up as you released around your fingers. You moaned his name again, falling back against the side of the bathtub as your chest rose and fell, trying to catch your breath.

The warm water around your body and the smell of lilac brought you back down to earth, a sad reminder that you were alone in your bath and not with the fluffy haired drummer you were thinking about so much.

Gareth had ran another few laps with Eddie before he physically could not do it anymore. He shook his head at Eddie and slowly made his way back to the bench where his belongings were. He grabbed his water bottle, drinking it down like he hadn’t had a drop of water in ages.

He sat on the bench, his back resting against the wall as he groaned, watching the guitarist continue to run around the gym. Fuck him and his agility, Gareth thought as he drank some more water.

He wiped the sweat off of his face with a towel before he grabbed his phone, noticing a new text and photo message from you. When he opened it, his eyes widen; closing the phone quickly so that no one else around him could see it. He cleared his throat and redirected his attention towards Eddie, watching him.

“Are we almost done here?” Gareth asked, “I would like to go take a shower,” he added. And look at that picture you sent him… but, that was besides the point.

“Yeah, just a few more reps,” Eddie grunted, now lifting some weights.

“Remind me never to come to the gym with you again,” Gareth groaned, crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted like a little kid.

Once back in the safety of the hotel room Gareth had shared with Eddie, he groaned, dropping everything on his bed.

“Nice work out, Gare!” Eddie grinned, patting him on the back. Gareth grumbled, rolling his eyes.

“Whatever, Eddie,” he replied, grabbing some new clothes. “I’m gonna go take a shower,” he nodded, making his way towards the bathroom.

“Have fun!”

Gareth made his way to the tiny attached bathroom, closing the door behind him with a quick lock of the handle. He set his clothes on the counter and groaned to himself, opening his phone. He clicked on your name, reading over the text you had sent him from earlier.

He clicked on the photo you sent him, biting his lip as it appeared on his screen, “fucking hell,” he mumbled.

You were standing in front of the mirror in your bathroom, body on full display; those curves of yours making him want to pull you through his phone to take you then and there. Your hair sat in a perfect messy bun on the top of your head, little strands poking out here and there. He could just barely make out the words Corroded Coffin on the oversized tee were wearing, making him groan as he thought of you in his band’s merch.

You had modeled it perfectly, and were showing a decent amount of skin. The fabric of the shirt between your teeth was making him crazy, but the way it rode up to show the perfect amount of cleavage and underboob was something that would drive any man wild. His eyes scanned down your body, stopping on your left hip bone where a small tattoo was.

He raised his eyebrow slightly, zooming in on the picture to see your tattoo, he didn’t know you had one. He saw a small little flower with some leaves and smiled to himself, making a mental note to compliment you on that later. Your pink lace panties with the words Victoria’s Secret across the band made his mind spiral with more and more fantasies about you.

He looked at the photo in full again, groaning to himself as he absentmindedly thrusted against the counter, wanting some friction for his rock hard erection. He placed his phone down on the counter and walked towards the shower, turning the water on. As he stood there waiting for it to warm up he shamelessly palmed himself through his sweatpants, a soft groan escaping his lips as he thought of you.

After a few moments of standing there palming himself, Gareth couldn’t take it any longer. He stripped from his clothes and stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain back as he enclosed himself in the tight space. He let the warm water overtake his aching muscles before he got back to what he was originally doing.

His right hand moved down and wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing it gently before he pumped his hand around it a few times. A soft groan left his lips as he closed his eyes, picturing you on your knees for him. He moved his hand more, swiping his thumb over the tip of his cock, picturing your pretty lips around it.

Gareth pumped himself again, moving his hand faster as he pictured you. Bending you over his drum set in your pretty little sparkly skirts. Pushing up against the wall backstage at a show. Thrusting into your mouth as you kneeled in front of him. Watching as you wrapped your hand around his cock, pumping it painfully slowly with that perfect grip you have. The little moans and whines that would escape your lips as he thrusted into you deeper and deeper, your nails scratching down the skin of his back or digging into the skin of his biceps.

The thoughts of you continued as he picked up the pace, moaning and groaning your name softly. “Fuck,” he muttered, his hand movements getting sloppy as he came closer and closer to his high.

An image of you on your knees for him, face covered in his cum was what finally pushed him over the edge. The thought of you taking everything he gave you, licking up and down his cock as he came, hips sputtering as came down from his high.

Gareth groaned your name, feeling his hot cum spill onto his hand as he pumped himself a few more times. He sighed, resting the back of his head against the wall of the shower.

He heard a knock on the door followed by Eddie’s voice traveling through the door, “Gareth? Are you almost done in there?”

He grunted softly, cleaning himself up in the water before he began to actually take his shower. “Yeah, I’ll be out soon.” He called back, scrubbing the shampoo through his hair as his mind went back to thoughts about you.

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[ateez-himari]

[241113] GANGSTER OFF-DUTY

[NEW MESSAGES FROMM HIMARI]

[AM 1:09] Ice on my teeth on my, white teeth ✨ Atiny, are you ready for the comeback ? It's one of my favorite concepts

[AM 1:09] I like the pink hair too! 🩰My hair was already bleached grey for the concept photos so I figures that I might as well try another color

[AM 1:10] Omg yeah! My outfit was so cool...I felt like an actual crime boss when I put it on for the first time. I mean a lace bustier and Versace suit jacket ? Come on

[AM 1:10] I actually made the lariat necklace myself because I thought it would go well with the deep v-neckline, the rings were mostly gifts from Donatella

[AM 1:11] Ahh you guys noticed ? It's true, for the first time since our debut I'm the main producer on all tracks and I'm so glad our team trusted me so much

[AM 1:12] I know, I cried too when Sannie oppa sang 'Enough' on Leemujin Service (I went with him to the recording)

[AM 1:12] It's a very personal track because the lyrics are speaking to the version of myself that was in pain, so it's practically raw, kind of like my lines in 'Mist'

[AM 1:12] When I was recording the demo for the members, the 'God Damn' wasn't written into the song, it just came out naturally because of how I felt and I kept it in

[AM 1:13] I watched Arcane too, Yunho oppa and I binged it last night! I can't believe they let me make the song 'Paint The Town Blue' for them...

[AM 1:13] Yeah, singing in English was challenging but I think it turned out well! You can't really hear my accent that much since I practiced for a long time

[AM 1:13] You're right there's a lot of side projects that Tiny didn't know about ㅎㅎ But they'll stop for a bit, since I work in the music industry it's not always good for my hearing to be around noise constantly, so most of what's going to come out has been recorded before my hiatus

[AM 1:14] My instagram caption...? 🤔It's just a random sentence I don't know why you guys are looking into it so much

[AM 1:14] Ohhh! I didn't know that was part of G-Dragon sunbaenim's hidden tracklist now I get why everyone's been so suspicious of me lately

[AM 1:14] It would be nice to work with him...Too Bad I'm on external work break 🐉

[AM 1:15] Right now ? I was just reading a book that RM oppa sent me before I decided to talk to Tiny, then I'm making dinner for our dorm

[AM 1:16] I was originally supposed to room with Jongho oppa and Wooyoung oppa, but then they realized no one in the third dorm could cook so they moved me there

[AM 1:17] ㅎㅎI just saw someone say that they made Viktor attractive in the new season, you're right...the emo phase hit him well

[AM 1:17] Of course my boyfriend is way more attractive, there's no comparison 🤧But a girl can have her fictional crushes you know...

[AM 1:18] I'm so happy someone noticed! They put small grills on my canines because they look like little fangs, so it made them even cooler

[AM 1:18] Nuh uh I didn't steal the lip chain accessory from the MV set, I just borrowed it to take some pictures afterwards

[AM 1:18] I wasn't trying to tease you guys with it 🥺Just make a spoiler that no one would think twice about until the video came out I'M SORRYYYY

[AM 1:19] I sooo wasn't naked in that instagram post...I just wasn't wearing pants, there's a difference. But the members never wear shirts anyway!

[AM 1:19] Did my brother tell you guys to reprimand me about this ? Well for the record tell him to stop showing his tits off on my feed 🤧

[AM 1:20] Well...no I'm not wearing any pants right now...but it's my sleeping outfit! My underwear is really cute though it has a little ribbon! I got them yesterday with Mingi...Seonghwa oppa wanted to come until I told him what I was shopping for

[AM 1:20] Of course I'm not drunk! The boys talk about their underwear all the time so I'm gonna talk about mine 😤

[AM 1:20] One second, I'll show you guys where he is...I just got out of the shower a few minutes ago and found him like this, I'll have to wake him up to eat soon

[AM 1:20] Oh, this is Kyo. He's a stray I brought home not too long ago and he usually sleeps in my bed, even when Mingi's here

[AM 1:21] I didn't do much today, I just went to see a few industry friends, got some painting and sketching done...even with dance practice it's one of the most peaceful days I've had in a while

[AM 1:21] You're right, not working feels great ㅎㅎ Anyway, I need to get started on dinner now Tiny, I'll talk to you guys very soon!

[AM 1:21] I'll do my best during our promotion schedules so be ready ♡ Love you so much, kisses!

Translated from Korean by Google

[rogueddie]

Famous Steddie Au Recs

Important: READ THE TAGS! Also, leave a comment and kudos! These fics are amazing and I love them and I hope y'all do too 📸

Help I'm Alive

ChaoGarden

Eddie reached a hand out and gently tucked his fingers under Steve’s chin, tilting it upwards and turning Steve’s face just a little to the side as he observed something on Steve’s face with a look of intense speculation. Steve couldn’t say for certain, but there was almost a tiny bit of anger there just along the edges, like he was stifling away anger at whatever it was that he was looking at.

Surely he wasn’t looking at the-

“Somebody put their hands on you, sugar?”

Words : 65,581 Chapters : 9/9 Rating : Explicit

AO3 : x

Somebody To You

tears_for_years

@ bisexual_disaster: i would let eddie munson make me bark like a dog

Words : 4,714 Chapters : 3/3 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls in the front row scream your name.

antithetical_dreamgirl

Eddie has three major rules when it comes to working with celebrities: 1. don’t flirt with the talent; 2. don’t hang out with the talent; 3. don’t, under any circumstances, fuck the talent.

He’s had enough rockstars’ managers kick him out of hotel rooms after waking up to an empty bed with cold sheets to have learned his lesson ten times over by now.

He doesn’t even think of adding a fourth rule: don’t fall in love with the talent. Has never even come close to needing a rule like that. Not until he meets Steve Harrington.

Words : 4,510 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

Consensual Catfishing

foresthearts

When Eddie gets a message on instagram from an account claiming to be the famous pop-star Steve Harrington, he knows immediately it's a catfish. He's not dumb. The account has no pictures and people like Steve Harrington don't just randomly DM guys like Eddie.

Still. What would be the harm in letting it play out? It's not dangerous if he knows he's being catfished. No, if he knows about it, then it's basically like a fun little roleplay. No harm, no foul.

Words : 32,108 Chapters : 4/4 Rating : Mature

AO3 : x

abstract

a_little_unsteddie

The break-up had been messy, and long overdue by the time it happened; Eddie had spent the better part of two years avoiding everything in the news including Steve's name, half convinced that Steve hadn't ever loved him at all. So, why was Chrissy sending him an interview that Steve had done at some talk show?

Words : 1,107 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

the night breeze carries something sweet

asbealthgn

Eddie is used to getting recognized in public, but it doesn’t mean he likes it.

That is, until the most beautiful man he’s ever seen in his life sits in the seat next to him, unfurling a giant map that easily shields both of them. Eddie’s fucking savior.

“Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know how to get to Japantown, would you?” the guy asks.

Words : 4,898 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Explicit

AO3 : x

Your Life, Framed on the Wall

orphan_account

A scrapbook of interviews and articles following Eddie Munson’s rise to fame as the frontman of Corroded Coffin, and his relationship with one Steve Harrington.

Words : 9,379 Chapters : 9/9 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

Make Them Feel It

camouflagedlove

Steve Harrington has acted in many romance movies over the years but finds himself yearning for that same kind of love in real life. He struggles to make those connections but feelings start to boil up for him when his co-star, Eddie Munson, wants to rehearse the love confession scene from their movie. It's just a scene...isn't it?

Words : 2,835 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

We're Going The Distance

stevelovers

Steve doesn't know where Dustin got this little idol crush. After seeing world famous Olympic Gold Medalist “Medal” Munson- a geek who has set world records in snowboarding, he begs Steve to take him and the kids to watch him compete in an amateur charity tournament at Mad River Mountain’s Mad Dog snow race. Too bad he's a complete asshole.

Words : 14,732 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

i'll find my soul as i go home

oakenorcrist

Eddie Munson has had a rough go of it -- broken-hearted and uninspired, he decides to leave everything behind in San Francisco and spend some time with his uncle in a small town in the mountains. Little does he know that there he will find not only the peace and rest he's so desperately needed but also everything he never knew was missing from his life up until this moment.

Words : 31,868 Chapters : 5/5 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

[starsomens]

at this point imma just need an entire slowburn series about noah becoming a dad 🫠

YUUUHHHHH HERE IT IS i went a lil ham on this

finding out

Usually you're both careful with these things and sometimes you even take a morning after pill just to be sure. Although you've had times where you were reckless and nothing happened out of pure luck! so you have some pregnancy tests at home, obviously to clear things up if your period was late .

So it was actually late one night and Noah was just playing around with his guitar, making some tunes and you come in with some surprising news

"Hey sunshine" he smiles and puts the guitar down

"Hey so uh....I got something to share with you...something really shocking" you said sitting down on the bed

"From 1-10" he spun his chair to face you

"A 50....maybe more" you admit

"Hm, well lay it on me," he says coming over to sit with you on the bed

You pull out the pregnancy test and hand it to him "I uh....I'm pregnant" you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Your hands were shaking and you didn't know why you were so nervous.

"..baby wait. Y-you're serious?? You're pregnant?!" he asked taking the test and examining it. "Holy shit! What?!" he was way more excited than you thought he would be

"You..you're happy about-"

"Of course I am! I put a baby in you! You're gonna be a mom...I'm gonna be a...I'm gonna be a dad? Holy shit" he was

HE is so happy :)) he just holds you and kisses your face all over

"Oh my sunshine, you are just...ugh I don't know. I love you" he said as he kissed your lips "and I love you too" he said laying his hands on your stomach that still hasn't started growing

During

He's attached to your side FOR ANYTHING!

Morning sickness? Already has water ready for you, and even a light breakfast. Need someone to cuddle for you 5th nap of the day? He's got the softest blankets ready for you

He goes to your very first appointment and he can't stop jittering around. He's very excited for it all to unfold

He knew babies started tiny, but it was so tiny! Smaller than his pinky, he looked like a kid in a candy store. It was honestly so adorable

"Okay we need to start picking names, uh clothes! Uh things for the nursery, OH! I can get them lil ski masks to match with me!" he is so excited it made the experience so much better

he is VERY excited to tell the boys! But because of his line of work he had to tell them at one point or another. However I think he becomes very strict with you just so that the pregnancy goes smoothly

He waited for you to pass the 1st trimester to bring you with him one day to tell the boys about the news. Once you were all together you had Bryan secretly ready with his camera to capture reactions

"So before we tell you guys the news we got you all a little something" you hand a large bag to them and they reach inside to pull out shirts. They let them fall open and Jolly reads his out loud

"World's best Uncles" it took them a hot second to piece it together then Nick gasped

"NO FUCKING WAY! NO WAY! WHAT??" a chain reaction happened and they all caught on with wide eyes and large smiles. Bryan's camera shuttering in the background capturing the moment

They all hug and congratulate you both, they were all happy for you and super excited to be uncles to your lil baby on the way. So he had things set up with his team and gave your estimated delivery date because he wanted those days off and unavailable to be with you, including the first 3 months before being more active again

He would 100000% try and keep you out of the eye of the paparazzi or social platforms for your safety and privacy.

Now that you're entering your second trimester, your bump is starting to show and he LOVES IT!!! He takes pictures at the end of every week to document the growth. Now that you do have a visible bump his hands are always on it. he Just love to in some way be in contact with your bump.

He has a recording of their heartbeat on his phone, and yes he has put it into a song he has been working on! He love the heartbeat so much that he bought his own little machine to hear the heartbeat whenever you both wanted

Whenever you take naps his face is near your bump, telling them stories, humming songs and just having conversations with them

"And when I first saw mommy I was too scared to go and talk to her because she was so pretty, but now we're here waiting for you to come. You're gonna love her! MAybe not as much as me but you're going to love her!"

KISSES TO YOU TUMMY :)) whenever he has to step out, or in the morning or before bed he always gives you a kiss and your bump a kiss

Massages your body because he knows you get sore

He will always be the voice of reason when you tell him you're getting fat and he tells you there is a huge difference between fat and pregnant. And how even though you looked like "a fat marshmallow" you were still super sexy

Finding out the gender was very fun! Once you had the gender it was given to Nick and they got to plan it! It was a very small, very intimate gathering. Just the boys, some friends and family. When the time came they had planned something simple but , useful! they had bought a small wardrobe for the baby and inside all the items were either pink or blue.

On the count of 3 you and Noah undid the large bow holding the door together and slowly opened the doors

The wardrobe opened and the inside was a beautiful pastel pink!

Everyone cheered and Noah was ecstatic held you close

"We're having a girl! Oh god, we're having a girl Y/N!" he kissed your forehead "jesus I think I'm gonna cry" he chuckled as his eyes in fact welled up with tears

Looking inside the wardrobe he smiled at the adorable dress, jumpsuits, hoodies and plushies. He could feel his heart doing cartwheels in his chest.

The rest of the reveal was spent talking with everyone, getting best wishes and even some tips from some family. While Noah was speaking with his friends he looked over a you and just admired you. You smile, the way your hands sat on your bump, your baby bump that he now knew held your daughter

"...I told you he was far gone" he heard Folio

"Mhm, he's whipped"

"I am happily whipped for your information"

you now had just a month to get things in order and ready for your new arrival. Noah had the crib built and nursery ready, you packed an overnight bag for you both in case you had to stay at the hospital. Baby seat was installed and you even made prep meals together

"I don't think I ever thought I'd get this big" you said as you pocked at your bump

"baby that's good! Means our princess is growing healthy in there!"

"Thought I was your princess" you tease him

"You were, now you're my queen who's carrying the princess"

Loves to watch you waddle around the house and be stubborn on getting help when you need it

"...do you want me to-"

"No I got it!" you said struggling to reach something on the shelf. you used to reach just fine, but someone was currently in the way. You gave in and let him get it for you. he kissed your head and said

"Don't worry she's almost here"

After/birth

You had a birth plan and so far it was all going right! Labor started the night before your due date and you labored at home before heading for the hospital. You tried getting as much rest as you could

Now Noah? Noah was crying, screaming, smiling, throwing up, running, passing out....all in his head. But on the outside you don't know how he was staying so calm.

there are a lot of people who insisted that natural was the best way, but you honestly wanted a smooth and less stressful so you went for the epidural. You got there in time and your epidural was scheduled for later on.

Noah held your hand, walked around the room with you, massaged your back and was just your rock through the entire thing. He texted the guys to let them know their niece would be coming very soon.

"How you feeling sunshine?" "Do you need water?" "Should I call the nurse?" "Breath babe you got this"

Once you were clear for the epidural, things felt a lot lighter, the contractions were very mild and you felt like things were going a lot better than you anticipated

Once it was time to actually deliver you felt every emotion all at once. You were scared but excited, and happy but also nervous

"We're going to finally meet her!" he whisper yelled as he stood next to your and held your hand

"I know I'm....really nervous but happy!" you admit

"I know baby, but you got this, come on ready?"

The entire delivery took about an hour to an hour an half but you delivered a healthy baby girl. Strong lungs filled the room with cries. You cried, Noah cried you finally had your baby with you. She was here, laying on your chest, crying loudly

"strong lungs just like her daddy" you joke smiling at Noah

"You did so good sunshine" he kissed your head "She so beautiful, I couldn't ask for more"

After things had died down, you had fallen asleep after being tended to and your baby was fed. Noah took his advantage and had some skin to skin with her. She was so tiny compared to his much larger chest

His hand covered her completely, like a blanket and shielded her from the world. He never knew he could feel this type of love before. He loved you so deeply and now he is feeling that same love for this little baby that laid on his chest

"I love you princess. daddy loves you so so much"

he didn't notice you had woken up and taken pictures of him with the baby. That wallpaper was not going to be changed any time soon

He did make a post about it to his story with a picture of her tiny foot against his tattooed skin that read "welcome a new sebastian <3"

[atinylittlepain]

Apothecary - Chapter Seven

joel miller x witchy!reader

series masterlist

the town of Jackson comes together for a meeting, and truths are revealed.

wordcount: 4.8K

warnings | 18+ smut, significant angst, dramaaaaa

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The irony isn’t lost on her. What now serves as the Jackson town hall had been a church in its previous life, high-arched windows, wooden pews, pulpit and all. Her mother would show her pictures from history books of Salem, their ancestors, she had told her, faces steeled in cool resignation amidst a contorted hysteria. She thinks of those images now, sitting in the first pew, Joel tucking her into his side, and dozens of eyes skittering up her neck. 

“Alright, let’s go ahead and start the meeting. I think we all know why I called everyone together. There’s been a lot of talk around town and it’s time to put rumors to rest and set the record straight.” Maria’s voice echoes through the hall from where she stands at the front of the room, Tommy right by her side, quieting the low thrum of the crowd. There’s not an empty seat to be had, people relegated to stand in the back, and she doesn’t dare glance over her shoulder out of fear of what she might find, glares and whispers, jaws set in predetermined condemnation. Joel however, can’t stop looking, his head whipping around every few moments before turning back to her with a grunt until she finally gives his knee a squeeze.

“You’re gonna throw your back out if you keep twisting your neck like that.” He sighs, resting his hand over hers.

“That’s gonna be the least of my worries if these people don’t stop fucking staring.” His words come out with a huff, and she offers him what she can of a smile, giving his thigh another squeeze. Though both of their attention is drawn back to the front of the room as the meeting really begins.

“We’d like for this to be an open forum to clear the air and discuss folks’ concern about what’s been going on, so if everyone’s amenable to that, we can open the floor to whoever would like to speak first.” It doesn’t surprise her that as soon as Maria steps to the side, Mason is getting up from his seat next to Matthew and Maura to stand in front of the crowd.

“I’d like to speak on behalf of the Nichols who are too grief-stricken at this moment to talk about such things. But they need and deserve justice for what happened to their baby, and I think it’s high time that witch right there gave us some answers.” She can feel Joel’s muscles tense under her hands, and she muses that if she wasn’t keeping a steady palm on him, he’d already be out of his seat and heading for Mason. Untangling herself from him, she gives Joel what she hopes is a reassuring nod as she stands up, squaring her shoulders as she faces Mason.

“I’m happy to give you answers. But I’m afraid it’s not going to be what you want to hear.” She turns to look at Maura, sitting across the aisle with tears welling in her eyes, Matthew set in a stony glare beside her. 

“Maura, I can’t express how sorry I am for what happened to your baby. And I need you to know that if there was anything I could have done to change things, I would have done it in a heartbeat. But I don’t think anyone could have changed what happened. It was just– it was too early, and I’m sorry.” For a moment, Maura’s features soften as she looks at her, a silent understanding that’s gone as soon as it comes when Matthew opens his mouth.

“Don’t listen to her, Maura. Remember what I told you? Nothing but lies coming out of her mouth.” 

“Why would I lie about something like this? Something as awful as this?” With that, Mason takes a few strides toward her, too close for comfort as his lip curls at her.

“Oh, you know why, little witch.” “Back off.” Too focused on Mason, she failed to notice Joel standing up, now stepping between them to glower at the man just as Maria steps forward as well, looking pointedly between the two men.

“Let’s keep things civil here, shall we?” Mason huffs, nostrils flared, though he does take a few steps back. And then she glances over her shoulder, though she wishes she hadn’t, quickly realizing that this has turned into a bona fide production for the people of Jackson to watch, necks craned to catch the action at the pulpit.

“I can tell you all exactly why she’d– she’d curse us like this. It’s because I wouldn’t give her what she wanted.” Matthew is up out of his seat, turned to, essentially, play to the crowd, his arms gesticulating broadly as he mouths off.

“She tried to put me under her spell. Tried to tempt me and seduce me like she did with all those other poor men, Miller included. But I am faithful, and I resisted her temptations. That’s why she cursed me, that’s why our baby is dead. And it’s why all those other men are dead too.” The crowd breaks into a thrumming murmur as Matthew finishes his speech, and her stomach sinks at the sound of their clear assent, heads nodding along to his words. This is about when the pitchforks come out, right?

“I have heard enough!” A hush falls over the crowd, Joel’s booming voice bouncing off the walls as he turns fully around to look at them.

“Do y’all really hear what this man is saying? This-this nonsense about someone who has helped every single one of you in this goddamn room?” She’s stunned still by his outburst, and everyone else seems to be too, eyes wide as Joel points to someone in the crowd.

“You told me she cured your son’s cough after he had it for years.” She recognizes the woman, who nods at Joel’s words, glancing over to her before responding.

“That’s true– she did. It was– well, it was a huge relief.” 

“She did the same for our little girl when she was sick last year. We thought her cough would never go away, but she helped her, helped us.” Another woman’s voice fills the room, heads turning to listen. 

“And how many of y’all have gone to her looking for help when your kids come home with poison ivy? I know I have.” There’s a wave of murmurs in the crowd, heads nodding at Joel’s words as he points to someone else.

“And you told me that she helped your wife through her entire pregnancy, ain’t that right?” The man nods, just as another woman speaks up.

“She helped me too, with both of my girls– honestly I don’t know how I would’ve done it without her.” 

“Us too, we’ve got her to thank for our boy.” She turns around at the sound of Tommy’s voice, seeing him and Maria both smiling at her where they stand.

Several other people come forward, sharing their own stories of how she had helped them in the past, and she can’t help the tears that start to gather in her lashes at this, a gratitude she has never experienced before. Joel takes her hand in his, glancing at her as people continue to speak, stories of rashes cured and colds stymied, wounds tended and care given. But Matthew isn’t done speaking just yet.

“Don’t listen to this man, he-he’s under her spell! He doesn’t know what he’s talking about!” 

“I’m not under some fucking spell. I know the woman I love, and I know that she wouldn’t harm anyone. And I also know she wouldn’t so much as look your way.” Joel’s words shock her, words she hasn’t heard from him before, but she doesn’t have much time to consider them before Mason is butting in with his own declaration.

“So she’s helped some people. That doesn’t take away from the fact that she’s a licentious slut who’s trying to drive men to adultery!” It’s a stunning slew of words, but before she or Joel can even react, a young woman is shooting up out of her seat and bursting out with a firm exclamation.

“She’s not an adulterer! He is! I’ve been having an affair with Matthew Nichols for months!” A collective gasp washes over the crowd, and she watches the color leave Matthew’s face. The woman waits for a lull in the commotion to continue speaking, eyes darting around the crowd.

“Don’t blame her for any of this. That man is a liar– I’m so sorry, Maura.” With that, the woman lets out a broken sob as she pushes through the crowd, hurrying toward the exit as Matthew calls out a rather meek “Lisa?” In the meantime, Maura has stood up, tears no longer falling as she stares at her husband, shock mingling with ire in her eyes.

“Maura, it’s not– it’s not what it–” Maura cuts off Matthew’s stammering with a palm held up between them, only offering him one word before she turns heel and storms out of the town hall.

“Don’t.” Matthew is quick to rush out on his wife’s heels, calling after her, leaving everyone thoroughly speechless, stunned silence hanging in the air as eyes dart around, searching for answers now that the floor has all but fallen out from under them. 

Joel lets go of her hand, stepping over to a very slack-jawed Mason, nose to nose as he glares at him.

“I suggest you go on home now, son, I think we’re done here.” He doesn’t have to be told twice.

…

By the time she makes it back to Joel’s house, the sun has already pulled hazy and low over the mountains, washing everything in orange fading into purple. 

“How’s she holding up?” She sighs at his question, plopping down next to him on the porch bench and all but melting into his side.

“I think she’ll be ok. She’s gonna stay with a friend of hers until the council works out a new place for her to live, but she seems pretty clear about her decision. Wants nothing to do with that man ever again.” After the town meeting that morning, she had sought Maura out immediately, inviting her to her shop, somewhere quiet for them to talk. And talk they did, for the better part of the day.

“And you and her are good?” 

“I think so, yeah.” There’s so much more she could say. How Maura kept telling her that she knew it wasn’t her fault. How awful she felt for how everything happened. And how they both couldn’t stop thinking about that little baby girl. But with the day she’s had, it’s nothing that can’t wait, leaving it at that for now as Joel pulls her a little closer under his arm. 

“You were something else today, Miller.” His grumble thrums under her palm splayed over his chest, shaking his head as he looks at her.

“I did what needed to be done. Those people needed some fucking sense talked into them. And for the record, I’m still thinking about paying Mason a visit and–” She cuts him off with a kiss, brushing his hair back before letting her palm come to rest along his scruff.

“He’s not worth it, Joel. I don’t think he’s gonna give us any more trouble either. Not after what happened today.” Though he doesn’t seem too satisfied by her response, the second kiss she presses to his lips seems to melt some of his resolve, the crease between his brows easing up as she pulls away to look at him.

“So, the woman you love, huh?” That distracts him, his jaw going a little slack as she grins at him.

“You– you caught that?” She’s quick to stifle her laugh when she sees the clear worry in his eyes, letting her palm fall back to his chest to rub reassuring circles there.

“Yeah, I caught that.”

“I didn’t, uh– I mean– I didn’t mean to–”

“It was kinda nice hearing the man I love talk about me like that.” His brows shoot up his forehead at that, and this time she can’t hold back her laugh at his shocked expression.

“I– you– you mean me, right?” 

“What do you think?” He pulls her into this kiss, swallowing her laugh and then silencing it with the way he licks into her mouth, her mind going hazy with him.

“Innocent eyes present! Please do not scar me for life, thank you very much.” They reluctantly pull away from each other, Joel grumbling as Ellie comes stomping up the porch steps, Stevie hot on her heels.

“I heard you guys did some serious ass-whooping today. Is it true what people are saying about the Nichols?” Joel huffs at her words, and at Stevie who has leapt into her lap between them, front paws digging into his thigh.

“Kid, no one did any ass-whooping, alright? And don’t look so pleased about what happened to the Nichols either, ain’t a laughing matter.” 

“He’s right, Ellie. Things are gonna be ok, but it was a hard day for everyone.” Ellie schools her face into something like solemnity, crossing her arms in front of her and nodding.

“Although… Joel did do some ass-whooping today.” At that, Ellie’s face breaks into a grin, pumping her fist in the air before holding her palm out to Joel for a high five, which he does not reciprocate, quirking his eyebrow at both of them with a shake of his head before getting up with a grumble that he’s going to get started on dinner, Stevie mewling in indignation at the sudden shift off of his legs and onto the bench next to her. With the soft click of the front door behind him, all it takes is Ellie glancing back her way for the both of them to let out a laugh.

It feels like a relief, like something settling back into place.

…

“So much for taking it slow, huh?” Joel glances at her in the bathroom mirror, wiping toothpaste off his mouth before resting his hip against the counter and fully looking at her.

“Think we’re way past slow now, darlin.” She had rather sheepishly asked him if it’d be ok for her to stay the night, not sure if she was still welcome now that everything had blown over. Joel had just looked at her like she was crazy for even asking, pulling her into a tight hug and murmuring something about her never having to leave if she didn’t want to. And she’s not sure if she ever will, not after that rock that came soaring through the front window of her house. She had already had a faint thread of an idea that maybe Maura could take her house after she moved in with Joel, since it seems like whatever this is, it’s going to stick around. He’s going to stick around, and so is she.

“Where’d you go?” His gentle question and his hand on her hip shakes her out of her head, blinking a few times to focus back on him standing in front of her.

“Hmm? Just thinking– it’s nothing important, not right now at least.” He hums at that, shuffling closer and taking her face in his hands, his eyes seemingly searching her expression. 

“You alright?” It’s so genuine, the worry just barely creasing his brow as he looks at her that she’d probably melt under his gaze if not for his hands holding her steady. The sigh that she lets out is one she’s been holding in for a while.

“I think so, yeah. I– what you did today– for me. No one’s ever done something like that— stood up for me like that. And I guess I’m just trying to say thank you, for sticking your neck out for me.” He seems to consider her words for a moment, lips parted and eyes turned down as he strokes his thumb over her cheek. 

“I’d do it again in an instant, darlin. Meant what I said too. I love you. Fuck, I really love you.” With all the other ones, she had heard them tell her that they wanted her, needed her even. But Joel is the first to say these words to her, and she doesn’t think she’d like to hear them from anyone else, ever. She nearly laughs when the thought crosses her mind that, really, she’s under his spell. 

“I love you, Joel. I do, I love you.” Yes, it has to be magic, the way his eyes crinkle up, a smile he wouldn’t give to anyone else, the strength of his palms still so soft along her jaw as he guides her lips to his. And they get to have this, all of this, for as long as they both want it. She hopes for a long time, if not forever. 

It’s a messy affair, lips only parting for quick gasps of breath, eyes barely glancing away as they make a stumbling path for his bed. She can’t help the laugh that bubbles up, breaking their kiss when they fall in a graceless tangle onto the mattress, a quick twist of limbs that has her straddling his hips, palms splayed out on his chest as she looks down at him. For a moment, all she wants is to look at him looking at her, the little tilt of his head, amusement rounding his cheeks as his fingers squeeze and flex where they’re curled around her hips.

“Staring ain’t very polite, darlin.” 

“Neither is being a smartass, baby.” The laugh he lets out is more of a disbelieving huff and she’s quick to swallow it, dipping down and bringing them back together in a kiss that stings sweet, teeth scraping skin as her fingers skitter down the buttons of his shirt. Her mouth follows her hands, meeting every new inch of exposed skin with a drag of kisses, and when he sits up just enough to shrug out of the sleeves of his shirt, she can’t help but nip at the soft swell of his stomach, eliciting a grumble from him.

“What’s that about, huh?” She grins against his skin, palm splaying in the middle of his chest to push him back flat on the mattress, nosing at the trail of hair just below his navel.

“I happen to really like this part of you, that’s all.” The quirk of his brows at her words makes her laugh, simply leaving another smattering of kisses over his belly in response as she works open his belt. 

She learned early on that Joel’s something of a giver, always wanting to be the one in control, the one who decides what and when and how, and it only makes it more satisfying when she gets him like she has him now, giving it all up to her. A quiet “hips up, baby” is all it takes to get his jeans shimmying down his legs, tugging them off before settling back between his legs, her palms resting on the tops of his thighs. 

“You look perturbed.”

“You’ve still got a lot of clothes on, darlin.” He says it with a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth, sitting up on his elbows to look at her as she peels her shirt off over her head. But that’s all she’ll give him for now.

“Lay back down, Miller, I wasn’t done with you.” His grumble dies in his throat when she slips her fingers under the waistband of his boxers, nails grazing the soft skin there. That gets him on his back real fast. She supposes she’s teased him enough, tugging his boxers off with little fanfare, his cock resting flushed and hard against his stomach. 

She knows what he likes. He likes her eyes on him when she lets her tongue drag along the underside of his length, and he likes it a touch messy, spit pooling in the corners of her lips when she takes him into her mouth. He likes when her nails graze over his belly, holding him still as she works him over, taking him into her mouth as far as she can before pulling back to lap at his swollen tip. She likes all the little sounds she can coax out of him, harsh breaths turning into clipped grunts that eventually give way to moans thrumming low in his chest as she continues her ministrations. 

“I– Jesus– that mouth of yours– gotta– gotta stop, honey. I can’t– I want you. Want you now.” With that, he sits up, fingers tucked under her chin to coax her up for a devouring kiss before his hands fall to the button of her pants. His mouth doesn’t stray far from her skin, grazing over the tops of her breasts as he works her out of her remaining clothes, a close shuffle that leaves her just as bare as he is, coaxing her thighs to frame his hips. He holds her steady, hands an insistent bruise on her hips as her cunt drags over his length, a heady pull that has her nails digging into his chest. 

“Shit, darlin– you ready for me? Wanna take it like this?” It always makes her brain stutter to a stop, the absolute mouth he has on him, usually such a gentleman, so quiet, suddenly turned sharp and demanding. It’s obvious to her that he doesn’t realize what kind of effect his words have, only earnest anticipation in his eyes as he looks up at her, and it only makes the heat grazing up her spine raise another pitch. He’s all soft murmured encouragement, palms a steady sweep up her thighs, the curve of her ass, fingers firming up on her hips as she guides his cock to her entrance.

Relax for me, darlin, that’s it.

Fuck, that’s good. You’re so good like this. 

Move for me, honey. Just like that, so fucking perfect.

It’s a brilliant mingling of sighs, clipped moans with every pass of her hips, Joel bending his knees and planting his feet into the mattress to meet each bounce with his own thrust. His eyes are a hot drag on her skin, the pull of his gaze trailing every curve before sweeping back up to her face. She’s trailing along the edge of too much, so full of him that each tilt of her hips has her gasping with the way his cock is spreading her open, grazing so deep every time she sinks back down. But when he brings one hand to rest at the crux of her thigh, fingers smearing a sloppy rhythm into her clit, too much washes over her like a wave, spine curling in an arc of pleasure until her chest is pressed close against his, face buried in the juncture of his neck as she mouths a quiet cry into his skin. His hands draw a slow circuit up her spine, keeping her full, but not moving as she crashes down around him.

“I’ve got you, easy, easy, I’ve got you, darlin.” A kiss to her temple coaxes her face out from his neck, hazy smiles shared between barely brushing lips. 

They move like liquid. He stays, warm and throbbing inside her, as he turns them over, his hips slotting between her thighs, forearms framing her face. There’s no use for words. She gives him a nod and a kiss to the corner of his mouth, enough communication for him to slip back into movement, hips a steady and strong roll into hers. He’s beautiful like this, a pink flush creeping up his chest into his cheeks, his brow pulled down in pleasure, eyes a continuous wave from her face down to where she’s taking all of him over and over again. And it’s her turn to coax, to murmur, to press and press and press until he cracks.

Feel so full, baby. Always fill me up so perfect.

So good like this, Joel. Doing so good for me.

I want it, baby. Want it so bad. Let go for me, please.

He comes with a crackled groan, her name leaving his lips on a punched out exhale as he curls over her, spend smearing warm over her stomach. She props herself up on an elbow, her hand on his jaw drawing him down for a kiss shared between harsh breaths. 

“Was that– was that good for you?”

“You’re always good for me, Joel.”

…

Her overalls are back, hanging off the corner of his bathroom door. There’s a stack of her books on his nightstand, thick tomes full of latin names he won’t even attempt to pronounce. And her plants are back too, she and Ellie hauling them over one afternoon, shuffling back and forth between her old house and theirs. A few pieces of her furniture made the move as well. A dark blue armchair that now sits in the living room, what has become Stevie’s designated lounging area. A cabinet that had been a bitch for them to move, huffing and puffing across town, Joel nearly throwing his back out with the effort, though his reward that night had been worth it. And a high-backed bureau now sits in the corner of his bedroom, a spot he finds her sitting at most mornings before they both head out for work, writing meticulous notes about the people she cares for. 

“Gonna see you over lunch today?” He can feel the curl of her smile where his lips rest against her cheek, and she turns around on her stool to steal a proper kiss from him.

“Mmhmm, I’ll be there. I’m guessing I’m gonna have to share with you again, huh?” 

“Well, if you’re offering I ain’t gonna turn you down.” He didn’t get to have her laugh for a while there, and now whenever she does give it to him, it’s like he tries to gather it up in his mind, every crackling smile, every tilt of her head, every peel of relief committed to memory. 

“Fine, but I’m not leaving tomatoes off this time. You’ll just have to eat around them.” 

“I guess I can live with that.” Another smacking kiss before he pulls away to let her stand up.

“You gonna walk me out, Miller?”  

“That’s the least I can do, darlin.” 

No more whispers, no more stares, they move through town easily now, first walking Ellie to school, who tells her and Stevie that she’ll be around the shop this afternoon before offering Joel a clipped “later, old man.” But he doesn’t even have time to be annoyed by it, not when his woman is taking his hand and tugging him along toward her shop.

She still moves a bit tentatively, glancing over her shoulder at him as she unlocks the front door before stepping inside, her shoulders a slight hunch as she moves through the shop. He’s been keeping her company in the mornings before his own shifts, staying out of her way but close enough that he hopes it eases some of her worry. 

“Ellie’s already asking me about Halloween, you know.” His brows raise at her words, watching her rest her elbows on the butcher block across from him.

“Is it– is it an important day for your, uh, your people?” Though he can see the amusement in her eyes at his stumbled-out question, she spares him any teasing, lazily stirring her tea before letting the spoon rest in the mug.

“Mmhmm, though we call it Samhain, not Halloween. I’ll tell you more about it when it gets a little closer.” They’ve figured out a gradual give and take, when to ask and when to answer, when to let things rest and when to reveal a bit more, and Joel can tell she’s making such a calculation in her head right now, offering him an easy smile. But his attention is drawn down to her mug, spoon now languidly stirring all by itself, though she’s quick to catch it, bringing her palm over the rim of the cup, her smile turning sheepish as his eyes widen at her.

“That– how– how am I just seeing that now?” That makes her laugh.

“I may have been trying to hide that particular, uh, quirk. Didn’t want to freak you out too much.” 

“Darlin, at this point, I don’t think you could freak me out if you tried.” 

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hiii hope you’re doing great! :) i was wondering if you could write about zayne reacting to the reader listening and singing along to like the weeknd or a song with rather explicit lyrics, like slow down or meddle about from chase atlantic (the song doesn’t matter you can choose whatever!) and reader just sings along really loudly in a car ride, it can be pure fluff or suggestive whatever you like and are comfortable with! gender neutral reader is fine w me but i’d prefer if you used fem (if that’s okay with u ofc)

thank you 💗💗

Hello! I’m doing great, and I hope you are as well!! I have no problem doing a fem reader 🥹

I hope you like what I came up with!!

Zayne

A set of narrow eyes flicker down to the bright phone screen held in his hand, reading the message that had popped up. It was from you, he knew that instantly because his phone was set to ding differently when you texted, ensuring he would never miss an opportunity to talk to you.

‘Waiting outside by your car, be quick! It’s cold 🥶’

A simple message, followed by a picture of you next to the car for proof, as if your every word wasn’t pure gospel to him. The photo was saved in an instant, hands sliding up to lock the phone before returning it to his pocket.

He kept his gaze forward, confident strides leading him down the familiar halls of the hospital. Each step brought him closer to you, his heart racing by the time he reached the exit. When he found his car, his focus shifted down to you, who was dancing happily around his car, phone in your hand as you recorded the moment.

His hesitation allowed him to take the moment in, commiting it to memory. With a curt shake of his head he continued the short journey, stopping in front of the drivers side door. As you spun around, your gaze locked on him, a wide grin rising to take up your features. He found it hard to not beam back, fighting the urge to reach out and pinch your cheeks. Instead he nodded, making a quick move to the opposite side of the car, opening the door for you.

“Get in, you’ll get sick if we don’t warm you up soon.” His voice was smooth and tempered, his hand darting out to cover the edge of the car so you could dip in safely. In the time it took him to close your door, and open his own, you had the aux chord, plugging it into your phone with a sweet smile.

Zayne simply observed, finding no reason to protest. As you lined up the queue, body wiggling in excitement, he leaned over. A large arm wound around you, grasping the seatbelt and pulling to fasten it in the hook. He gave it a gentle tug for good measure, before repeating the actions in his own seat.

“Oh Zayne, this song is sooo good!” You sung out, hands darting to crank the sound up. His eyes flickered seamlessly between you and the road, unable to miss even a moment of your light. He had a long day at the hospital, but just being near you made him feel better- your energy was infectious.

“Is it?” He quipped back, hands steady on the wheel. Your only response was a nod, readying yourself for your favorite verse. Your body swayed side to side, hands flying through the air.

Zayne couldn’t have been more grateful for a red light in his life, now having a chance to fully look at you. You were singing at top volume, the sound of your sweet voice filling the car and consuming his mind. You would be the death of him.

He let out a breath he didn’t even realize he had been holding in, eyes locked on you as you danced about. Every movement was so carefree, and so full of life- it was impossible to not get captivated. Zayne broke one hand free from the wheel, reaching out as you slowed down, now looking at him with a grin. Your hair was a mess around your face, chest heaving slightly as you struggled to catch your breath after putting on a one man show. Slender fingers met your cheek, gently guiding your hair back to clear your view.

“I think I like this song.” He spoke, his usual intense stare nothing but a soft and warm pool of fondness. Zayne was pulled back to reality abruptly, the car stuck behind the two of you honking. He had been so lost in admiring you that he hadn’t even noticed the light turning green.

He cleared his throat, a diffusing cough flying out. You were a giggling mess, returning to your dancing in an instant. His body shifted back forward, focusing on the road, using it as an excuse to regain some composure. He could feel his ears burning, and he was hoping it was dark enough you wouldn’t notice.

Zayne decided in that moment you would be in charge of the aux chord permanently.

[sjelaine]

"Louisrock" July 7, 2024

I had a friend who lives in Turku where Ruisrock is held, so as soon as I saw that Louis would play it (back in November,) I contacted my friend to see if she would be home - she said yes!  I bought an early bird ticket to the festival and had my lodging all set, so then I just needed an airplane ticket from California to Helsinki and a rental car.  I then found out another friend (from the same fandom as my Turku friend) was going to Ruisrock as well, to see Käärijä, who as it happens was playing on the same stage as Louis but 2 hours ahead of him, so I had a friend to go to the concert with me!  Normally I have to see Louis by my lonesome because none of my friends are in the 1D fandom, but it's okay because Louies are the nicest friendliest people out there and I am never short of new friends to scream all the words to Louis' songs with at the concerts.  IMO this is the very best thing about being a Louie -- all the other Louies!

We got to the festival site two hours before doors opened so we would be sure to be toward the front.  All the festival signs were in Finnish and my friend is Swedish and I'm American, so we had to rely on the locals to translate for us.  I'm old and slow so I wasn't able to run when the time came, but by the time I got through the gates and located the line for Louis' show, I was only about 50 people back.  The festival was INCREDIBLY well organized, clearing out each stage area after each performance so the people who had lined up for a specific artist could have a good chance of getting a good spot.  And thanks so their expertise in handling crowds, I was able to maintain my position in line without having to run and thus got a spot at barricade!  Thank you Ruisrock organizers and security *thumbs up*

I will mention that while waiting in line for 6 hours we were comfortable and there was a breeze and no rain.  We also got to listen to Blind Channel and Käärijä's shows which were pretty hard-hitting and all in Finnish - the best part about that was all the Finns surrounding us joining in to yell the lyrics and pogo along to their favorite songs.  The energy was amazing and I'm sure the other foreigners in line with me were appreciating the Finnish love of live music as I was.  Don't forget we also got the Oli walk-by which was funny because he acted as though he was just passing us to get to the food stalls, but then he came back a few minutes later with no food and acting just as nonchalantly, so clearly he was there to check us out and report back.  You go, Oli!  Be sure to tell Louis what in idiot he is if he thinks we're not going to show up.  Faith in the Fans, maybe?

Back to barricade: I had a spot right next to the staircase Louis would use to come off stage for Silver Tongues, and I took quite a few videos and photos although most of the songs are partial recordings and the pictures are basic iphone quality, but here's a link to all of my files in a Google folder.  Please enjoy!  Do with these as you wish :-)

Some observations I made while enjoying my 7th Louis show was that Joshua would run to a certain side of the stage, Louis would catch sight of him, and then he would head to that side of the stage... so it was almost like Joshua was calling the shots of where Louis should "pose."  It also clued me in to start recording whenever Joshua came to our side because I knew Louis would follow - I got some great shots of Louis looking our way which I choose to believe were him looking at ME ;-)  I also noticed that Steve would put a drumstick in his mouth to adjust something on his set mid-song, which I hadn't noticed before.  And of course Michael and Matt were always heading to the center stage to join Steve in "getting down" which was fun to see.  It would be great to see Louis playing the guitar and jamming with them, but then it would be harder for him to interact with the fans...

One of my favorite live show elements is the Baba O'Reilly mash up in WDBHG so I was very happy that Louis walked over and pointed my way when he sang it - so excited in fact, that my video suffered accordingly, but oh well.  I didn't get lucky with him coming to our side of the barricade but hopefully at some show in the future I will.  Faith in the Future!

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.  Love you guys -

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eyes on me, darling

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Summary: You knew that sending Loki raunchy pictures as you tried on lingerie was going to have consequences. You just didn't think that they would be coming your way so quickly.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: 18+ | smut (minors & pearl clutchers, do not even think of trying me, i am not the one); mirror play; fingering; hand necklace; semi-public smutting(?); sexting; 1 cuss word [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: established relationship

You'd be playing with fire if you did this. You knew that in your bones. And yet somehow you found yourself in the mood to push Loki's limits, fully knowing that he was in a mission debriefing being run by the master of "this entire thing could have been an email" Captain Steve Rogers and bored out of his godly mind.

Meanwhile you were out with Natasha and Wanda in Sugar Cookies Lingerie, the final stop to your impromptu shopping trip to prepare your attire for yet another one of Stark's extravagant charity galas. Of course, this particular stop was more for yourselves than for the benefit of anyone attending the event. A touch of fun to counteract the humdrum of the exercise itself.

Now here you were, donning a black babydoll made with a sheer mesh material and lace cups split down the front, kneeling on the large ottoman in the fitting area in front of a mirror, snapping a picture to send to your boyfriend. You sat back on your heels, thighs slightly parted, hand playing with the split mesh panels of the garment while all your hair was swept to one side. You kept your face hidden and when you were satisfied with what you saw on your screen you snapped the picture.

Considering wearing this to the gala. Thoughts?

While you waited for a reply from the god, you changed into another babydoll garment of the same materials. This time with no split down the front, a satin bow at the bottom of your cleavage, and set in his signature green. Just as you were adjusting the cups to support your breasts a bit more securely, your phone buzzed with a new message.

You should know better than to play with my composure, my love. You might not like the consequences.

"And so it seems I've awoken the beast," you murmured to yourself, quickly making a note to buy the black. A new message came in just as you made your way to the mirror again to send him a photo of the green attire, your breath catching in your throat in an odious sound as your screen loaded up a picture of his arrantly large hand grasping an obvious erection through the fabric of his trousers.

Now the act of sending salacious messages in itself wasn't a novel experience for you two; what was new, however, was that when you zoomed in on the photo to look at the floor, you recognized the carpeting of the main conference room.

He took it during the fucking debriefing, that horn dog, you thought to yourself as your jaw dropped to the ground, your mind quickly forming a response that could up the ante on testing his composure. You opened the front-facing camera and began recording a video, making sure to not record lower than your neck.

"Okay so I take it not the black one, Mischief?" you spoke into the camera before flipping the setting to the back camera pointed at the mirror, showing the new outfit you picked out. "How about this one then? Little better?"

You snickered to yourself once you stopped recording and sent the video over to him, reaching behind your neck to undo the ribbon holding the top half of the garment up.

A sharp gasp escaped you the moment you felt a cool hand wrap around yours, another going over your mouth as a tall frame pressed against you from behind. "Not a sound, my darling." A thrill ran through you at the sound of Loki's voice rasping in your ear. "You know what you were doing when you put this on, didn't you?" He moved his hand from your mouth to your throat, a heady feeling taking over you as you felt him squeezing at the sides.

He began to maneuver you both until you were facing the mirror once again, the image of the god with the sleeves of his forest green button down rolled up to reveal his sinewy forearms, towering over you in your currently vulnerable state of dress had you very quickly growing wet between your thighs. "Loki--"

"Answer the question, my love." You could both see and feel how he smirked against the side of your face, a delicious shiver running through your body as his eyes met yours in the reflection and pressed a deceptively tender kiss to your cheek. "Oh…" He dragged out the word with a low rasp, like he was trying to drive you mad from just the sound of his voice.

He was succeeding.

"This excites you, doesn't it?" You turned your head to face him, his question jarring you and filling you with a touch of mortification. "Oh, darling…" he cooed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, his hand moving from your throat to rest lightly on your shoulder. "You need not be ashamed of what arouses you. Especially with me."

It felt as if it took all your strength to form the words. "It does," you breathed out, your breath catching as a brilliant smile stretched across his face. "Just a bit."

"Well then, my darling mortal, look back at our reflection then and enjoy the show."

You turned your gaze back to the mirror, your breath hitching in your throat as he placed one of your hands on his thigh, his free hand moving to lightly ghost across the lace covering your breast before cupping the clothed mound in his hand, the sight of the god closing his eyes and groaning in your ear before placing a kiss on your cheek nearly enough to make you come undone.

There was something about being able to watch what was happening to you as it was being done in real time that really struck a chord with you, stirring and intensifying your desire tenfold and reducing you to staggered whimpers of his name as his hands roamed your body, one of them already finding its way between your legs and meeting the soaked fabric of your panties.

A sharp moan escaped you as his eyes opened and met yours in the reflection, pupils blown out to turn his usually steely blue gaze a breathtaking onyx.

"Y/N??"

It was like ice shot through your veins at the sound of Wanda's voice outside your fitting room, making you clap a hand over your mouth as you suddenly remembered that you didn't walk into this store alone.

"Babes, are you okay in there? I heard a sound…Do you need help getting out of something?"

"Tell her you're alright or she will barge in here and we're going to suddenly have an audience, min kjære." Just as you lifted your hand from your mouth, Loki moved the fabric of your panties to the side and began to brush his fingers along the length of your slit, causing you to close your eyes as you struggled to silence your reactions. "No, no, my love. Keep your eyes on me. On us."

You followed his soft-spoken command without hesitation, knowing full well that if you didn't he would stop and leave you wanting until you did so. You took a deep, shaky breath and did your beat to answer your friend outside. "I'm fine, Wan." You hid your reaction to his fingertips ghosting over your clit with a barely convincing grunt. "Nothing I can't get myself out of."

"If you say so…" Her tone was so overtly skeptical, as if she already knew what was going on in there without either of you even making a sound. "I'll wait for you and Natasha out here."

Your hand gripped tighter at your lover's thigh, a scream dying at the back of your throat as you watched his reflection smirking at you before pressing a kiss to your shoulder and pushing his fingers inside you, easily finding the spot that had your lungs burning with the screams that you kept on tamping down as he lazily stroked at the soft flesh.

"O-Okay then I'll be out in a bit."

"Knowing her, Nat's probably sending pictures to Bucky." You inwardly groaned as Wanda's laughter floated into your fitting room, finding it nearly impossible to not react to her words with anything more than a half hearted 'Oh?' Thankfully, it was enough to keep her seemingly unsuspicious of you. "Yeah. Nice little reminder of what he's already got because that nepo baby Carter's trying to move in on her territory."

"Is she now?" Another moan went silent as the god moved his fingers inside you with firmer, faster strokes. As if he was actively trying to get you to break and expose yourselves to the sorceress right outside.

"Oh yeah. And I'd honestly suggest you send some to your guy, too." You gave Loki a pointed stare through the mirror, almost identical smirks finding their way to your faces at the suggestion. "I got a text from Jane saying that she overheard Carter setting her sights on Mr Mischief. Told her not to worry though because Loki's more whipped for you than Thor is for her," she finished off with a laugh.

You fought to stay quiet once more, your body falling backward against him as his free hand weaved through your hair and tilted your head to expose your neck to him, the heady feeling of his lips languidly gliding along the delicate skin further worsening your urge to moan. To beg for more. To even just say his name.

"That I am," he whispered against your skin. "There could be hordes of women surrounding me with their bodies bared and I'd only ever wish to look upon yours." Whimpers and moans died in squeaks at the back of your throat as his fingers picked up the pace inside you, stroking against that spot inside of you in a merciless pace. "Face me, min elskede."

When you turned your head to face him, seeing the way his eyes were a near perfect black and yet still shining with a tenderness he'd only shown around you stole the breath from your lungs. 'I love you', you mouthed, finding yourself unable to even sound out your sentiments.

"I love you, little temptress," he rasped before leaning down to press his lips to yours in an impassioned kiss that made you feel as if your entire body had been consumed by desire. By pleasure. By him. When you opened your eyes,  you saw a flash of green washing over the room briefly before fading into something too imperceptible for your eyes. "I've silenced the room. You no longer need to hold yourself back."

A loud moan slipped through your lips as he pushed his fingers in deeper inside you, the heel of his palm pressing and rubbing against your clit with every movement being the catalyst that made you come undone, writhing against him as you rode out your release on his fingers, your sounds dying out as you came down from your high.

When your breathing began to even out, you felt his seiðr washing over you as he withdrew his fingers, not bothering to mask your smile as you began once again to change out of the babydoll, reaching up to undo the ribbon behind your neck. All the while he stood watch, sitting on the large ottoman with his legs spread in a silent invitation for you to come over once you were finished, shamelessly sucking your release off his fingers.

"I'm sure it goes without saying but that piece is coming home with you."

You let out a giggle at his words, fixing the skirt of your black sundress before stepping toward him and letting him maneuver you to sit on his thigh. "So I take it that's a yes for the gala?"

"Absolutely not." You could feel your arousal building again at the husked tone of his voice. "But tonight…when I see you at home, the flimsy little garment stays on while I ravish you."

A/N: Can you believe this is the 2nd last story for this collection? And tomorrow's finale is…well, I'm still writing it but I will have it ready for Valentine's Day I promise.

Translations: min kjære – my dear min elskede – my beloved

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