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fairylights-xoxo · 2 days ago
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looking for mlp (and other) artists to follow on insta !! starting up an art account there :3
the user is fairylights.xoxo
comment ur user and i’ll follow !!
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sweeterlovers · 5 months ago
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FINALLY / LANDO NORRIS
lando norris x private girlfriend reader / SMAU FIC
FACE CLAIM / none
WARNINGS / none
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yourusername landed in singapore 🇸🇬
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user3 ARE WE GOING TO SEE Y/N IN THE PADDOCK??????????
user55 I HOPE 🤞 🤞
user2 WAIT I’M EXCITED TO SEE HER OUTIFT
oscarpiastri who won the chess game?
yourusername who do you think???
oscarpiastri if i were to guesssss……. you?
landonorris yeah no kidding 🙃
yourusername sucks to suck 😜😜
user1 ngl that second photo was low key a jump scare
user6 NO CAUSE IT REMINDED ME OF THOSE TIKTOK POVS OF LIKE MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH LANDO
user7 LMAOOO
user99 i see that tannn!!!
user00 the outfit hits!
user33 ARE WE JUST GOING TO IGNORE THAT LAS PHOTO????
user5 FRR!!! i’m having a heart attack
user765 THOSE MUSCLES 🤤🤤🤤🤤
user42 y/n you are a LUCKY woman!!!!
user6 wish that was me 😪😪
user74 us lando girlies are SCREAMING
user9 more like screaming without the s……
user015 FOUL FOUL
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f1wags Y/N (lando norris’s girlfriend) has arrived at the singapore grand prix!!!!!
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user5 she looks great!!!!
user2 LANDO IS ON POLE GUYS
user7 i hope he’ll win!!
user836 yesss!!!! and y/n can see him win 🥹🥹
user89 look at that face card!!!!
user7034 the outfit is 10/10
user3 hopefully she can bring lando some good luck!
user22 i hope!!!!!
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yourusername P1!!! MY RACE WINNER ❤️❤️❤️ I CAN’T BELIEVE I GOT TO SEE YOU WIN IN PERSON! YOU DID AMAZING BABY I LOVE YOU 😘
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user6 AWW
user777 YES I LOVEEEEEEE
landonorris thank you baby 🥰
yourusername SO SO PROUD OF YOU
user6 P1 BABYYYYYYYYYY 💪
user8 WE GOT A MCLAREN P1 AND P3
user005 MCLAREN DOMINANCE
user5 such a great win!!!
user42 lando you’re a phenomenon !
user3 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
mclaren strong performance no? 💪💪
yourusername BEYOND STRONG
user7 she’s such a proud girlfriend 🥹🥹🥹
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landonorris winning is great but the aftermath with you is even better ❤️
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user6 cuties
yourusername i love you so much 🫶🏻
landonorris i love you too baby
user88 what if i cried
user00 it’s been an emotional race
mclaren 🙌🤍
user44 so so adorable wtf
maxfewtrell great job mate 👏
landonorris thank you!
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TEAM RADIO / SWEETERLOVERS - lando norris win!
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c4teyezz · 1 year ago
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my fav jjk men with babies lol
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my fav jjk men x afab!reader
i kept the baby gender neutral for yall in case, i dont want ppl coming to me like “nO hE wOulD dEfinEtly hAve a-“ shut.
note: on nanamis part it mentions reader being pregnant 🤰
characters: gojo saturo, geto suguru, sukuna ryomen, higuruma hiromi, nanami kento, kusakabe atsuya, toji fushiguro
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Gojo Saturo
- spoils the baby 24/7 and the things the baby has are the best of the best, the price doesnt matter to him
- idk why but he likes taking a big whiff of the babies hair then going like “ahhhh!” after and then kissing their scalp
“look babe i just bought some new clothes for our little one” gojo said smiling up at you as you entered the room. gojo is sitting on the foam rug thing with the baby laying down on it
gojo held up the baby carefully while supporting their neck at the same time to show you their fit. “thats so cute!” you responded then sitting down with him, you look at the tags that gojo ripped out from the clothes “saturo what did i say abt rubbish- $200!? WE SHOULD BE USING THAT MONEY FOR THEIR FOOD”
Geto Suguru
- i feel like hes gonna be a fairly strict but not too strict of a father
- he loveeessss wrapping them up in his robes, hugging/carrying them around like that wherever he goes in the house
“ah-! let go of my hair!” suguru demanded but not doing anything to stop it, the baby just giggles at their fathers reaction not knowing that their lowkey hurting their dad bc obviously theyre just a baby…
you take a quick pic of the sight thats in front of you, giggling along with your baby
“damn this thing is strong!” he said
“dont call your kid a thing!”
Sukuna Ryomen
- he mostly watches you take care of “the brat” he calls them, but is willing to help as long as you give him clear instructions on what the hell hes supposed to do with “it”
- i can see him holding his kid upside down with their legs when theyre like 6 or something and sometimes he drops them on purpose before quickly and successfully catching them, he has no intentions of hurting them, hes mostly doing it to fuck with you. i mean he made the kid laugh so lol
“what the fuck its crying” he pointed out to you as you rock the baby gently in your arms
“yeah i can see that… and stop calling them ‘it’, theyre not some sort of rare space specimen”
Higuruma Hiromi
- even tho in the manga hes portrayed as the classic “no humor, cold, tired man in a suit” kind of guy, i honestly dont think hes just that, hes just like that in professional settings and when things are serious. i can see him make light jokes, like he did with itadori, so he’d definitely do the same with his baby
- he likes gently scratching the babys back, as he knows its relaxing i mean who doesnt like a good scratch on the back sometimes. he doesnt mind when the baby starts fiddling with his tie, but when the baby chews on if he definitely gets a bit grossed out
“bah!” hiromi jokingly surprised the baby which made the baby flinch and cry at their father, hiromi laughed at the baby’s raction “sorry” Hiromi gently apologised while smiling at them, then went back to scare them one more time by covering his face then quickly uncovering his face “boo!”
this time the baby laughed with their father and you recorded the fun moment
(this is also inspired by a reel i saw on instagram, it was so cute 😭)
Nanami Kento
- HANDS DOWN THE BEST FATHER DUH WTF??? do we even have to argue???? since the baby hes been cutting his alcohol drinking as he doesnt want the baby’s sensitive lungs to suffer from the smell. he also lovessssss skin to skin, when the baby popped out and it was his turn to hold the baby in his bare chest, he was over the moonnnnn
- ngl he would mostly take care of the baby more than you, his excuse is since you carried the baby for 9 months, so its his job to support and deal with the baby most of the time mwah mwah
you stare at him feeding your baby their bottle, whose also safely tucked in his loving arms
“kento can i feed them now?” you asked him
“go rest honey, you deserve it” he responded, kissing you on the forehead
“thats my baby youre hogging!”
Kusakabe atsuya
- omg he likes making the baby dance, the baby cant walk yet, so he’d hold them up and make them look like theyre dancing by making them look like their doing that default baby dance toddlers do or gently swing them side to side
- loves placing them on his chest as they sleep as he fiddles with their tiny hand. also he strictly calls them by their shorter version of their name or a random nickname that suits them
“mmph! stop trying to grab my lolly!” atsuya told the baby as it tried reaching for it, eventually the baby caught the stick of the lollipop and forced it out of their dads mouth and putting it into theirs
“hehe gross”
fushiguro toji
- he plays with them by making them pretend that theyre boxing with their hands
- naps naps napsssssss, he always puts them on his chest so that they can nap together on the couch. but sometimes when toji snores, he lets out a loud snore which scares the baby into waking up crying lmfaoooooooo
“hell nah”
“toji just wipe their ass already, im trying to show you how change their diaper”
“fucking hell…” toji muttered as he slowly lifts the baby by their legs
okay maybe hes not the best when it comes to helping sometimes, but at least hes willing to try
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maayong gabii lahat!!! (good evening everyone!!!)
hehe i just wanna say thank you guys for the likes, reblogs, comments, and followers so far :))))
damo nga salamatttt (thank you so muchhhh)
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hockeybabe · 1 year ago
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Shoot Your Shot | M. Knies
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Pairings: Matthew Knies x f!reader
Summary: Matthew has had a crush on you and just can’t refuse you.
Warnings: slight smut, Matthew can’t resist his crush, fingering, swearing, dirty talk, praising, finger sucking?
Word count: 1.5k
Note: ngl after I saw this gif, I knew I had to write smth for it. Also I went to a leaf game!!!! I GOT TO SEE CAPTAIN QUINN!
“Just come to the game.” You heard for the third time this day. You worked at a local coffee shop that wasn’t far from Scotiabank Arena, where the Leafs played. Your most regular customer, Matthew Knies, was always asking you to come to his game. You were a hockey fan but never went to games, thanks to your boss.
“That’s really nice, Matt, but I’m working.” You said, cupping the lid of a drink. Matthew groaned, leaning his arms against the counter, and walked away to find a booth. You called the name on the receipt, handing the person their drink. “Sally, I’m on break.” You told your co-worker as you put your apron up on the hook.
“You can’t be mad at me.” You said, walking up to the booth and taking a seat right across from him, folding your hands over the other. “I’m not.” He grumbled, not looking at you. You rolled your eyes. “Look at me.” You ordered him, and he did so reluctantly. “I’ll be watching from there.” You pointed at the TV that was displayed in the corner of the shop.
“It’s not the same, Y/N. I’ve wanted you to go forever. Just ask your boss.” He begs. You knew Matthew’s name had popularity, and your boss would never believe you if he weren’t there in person. "Look, I try all the time. It’s not worth it.” You said getting frustrated and walked away to start your shift again.
Matthew always had a soft spot for you and couldn’t stand to see you upset, especially at him. What he didn’t tell you was that he already talked to your boss and got you a ticket to the game right at the glass. But now he was scared you wouldn’t show when he went for pre-skate, and it would crush him.
Matthew looked down at the watch on his wrist, noticing he had to make his way to the rink. “I’ll see you y/n.” He said leaving money along with the ticket to the game. You watched him leave as a soft sigh left your lips. Liking Matthew wasn’t something you wanted, but you couldn’t help it. You knew he liked you, but being with a hockey player isn’t the easiest thing to do.
You had seen some hockey players girlfriends get attacked on Instagram for being in love, but you couldn’t deny the honest attraction you had for Matthew. He was everything you ever wanted in a guy. You walked over to the booth he was at and picked up his cup, noticing the money along with a strip of paper with the leafs logo on it.
You put the cash and paper in your apron pocket before putting the mug in the dish area. You walked over to Sally and leaned against the counter, noticing Matthew had left you a ticket to tonight’s game against Vancouver. “What’s that, y/n/n?” Sally asked. You lifted the ticket up and showed her. “Someone’s got a crush.” You heard it from behind.
You turned around and saw your boss with her arms crossed. You sucked in a breath and said, "It doesn’t matter. I’ve got work.” You said it in a low voice, not wanting to piss your boss off. “Y/n, go to the game. I already talked to the boy and the rest of his team. I’ll tell you they’re persistent.” Your mouth fell slightly at her words. “They were here?” You asked. “Oh yeah, all of them. All because that one rookie likes you.”
You couldn’t help but smile. “You are going, right?” Your boss asked, walking closer. “I’m mean, yeah, but who’s going to run-" “It’ll be closed for the night.” Your boss cut you off. Another thing your boss shocked you with was that she never closed the cafe unless something was wrong in her life. Whatever the team said to her, it must’ve changed her.
“Well, um, I got to go then.” You said untying your apron and grabbing your personal belongings. “Oh, you almost forgot this.” Your boss said handing you a jersey with the name Knies stitched on the back along with his number. “Now go.” Sally said pushing you to the door. You laughed at them, quickly placed the jersey over your clothes, and headed to the rink.
“Miss y/l/n?” Someone said to you. “Yeah,” you answered. “Please come with me. Mr. Knies asked for me to take you to your spot.” Your brows furrowed in confusion as you followed him. You were walked all the way to a room with a TV with the game on, a bar, couches, and women.
“Y/n, right?” You were greeted by a blonde. You nodded slowly. “Steph, Mitch’s wife.” Your eyes widened in realization. You were in a room with the players girlfriends and wives. “It’s nice to meet you.” You shook her hand as she led you to the balcony to watch the game.
The game was already in motion, and Vancouver had a good offensive game. The Leafs were in the Vancouver zone, and there it was. A Knies goal, you couldn’t help but smile as Matthew pointed up to where you were. “He’s gotta good eye.” Steph says as the others cheer. "Yeah, he does.” Another says. “Aryne.” The woman says. “Matthew lives with me and John.” She says.
You smiled at the woman and continued to watch the game and talk to the other girls. The Leafs ended up winning 5-2. “You’re coming.” Steph said, licking her arm through yours as you made your way to the den and waited for the players.
You felt slightly overwhelmed by the number of people who knew who you were and even by the players coming out and introducing themselves. After John, you watched Matthew stroll out. You felt yourself smiling as your arms crossed over your chest. “Player of the game?” You cocked a brow at his Leafs belt. “Gotta keep it up.” He responded pulling you into a hug.
“We’ll talk about this.” You said this as he pulled you to the parking garage, where his car was. You sat in the passenger seat watching Matthew drive to your apartment, and it was something. You knew he was sneaking glances at you with the number of times he clenched his hands on the wheel, turning his knuckles white as you clenched your thighs together.
You get to your apartment, and you watch Matthew contain himself, shuffling his hands in his pockets and letting out deep sighs. Opening the door, you pull Matthew’s arm toward your bedroom. At the edge of the bed, Matthew turned you around and crashed his lips against yours. Matthew pushed you onto the bed, looming over you.
“Hi beautiful.” He said trailing his finger along your collarbone. You felt a blush rise on your cheeks. “I like your jersey.” He said it with a casual smirk. “I think I like it too.” You responded biting your lip slightly. The tension floated around you two for a while before you grabbed the collar of his shirt and teased him, thinking you would kiss him, but instead you kissed the corner of his mouth.
Matthew bunched up your jersey before kissing you. His hands trailed to your tits as he pinched your nipples and massaged your boobs. You moaned into his mouth, giving his tongue access. You both fought for dominance, with him eventually winning. Matthew trailed kisses to your neck, finding the sweet spot, while he slowly peeled your top layers off and unclasped your bra.
Feeling antsy, you moved your hands down Matthew’s body, putting your semi-cold hands under his shirt and feeling his body. “Fuck.” He hissed into your ear, feeling the coolness of your hands. You whimpered as Matthew grinded into your core. “Off.” You moaned as he kissed down the valley of your breasts to your pant line.
Matthew sat up on his knees, peeling off his shirt, while you admired from below, biting your lip. You started to peel off the rest of your clothes with the help of Matthew until you were both completely bare. Matthew trailed kisses along your things as his finger traced your folds. Your back arched at his touch, and he used his other hand to force your hips down.
“Such a pretty girl.” He mumbled, thrusting one finger in as you moaned. Matthew continued to thrust his finger while using his thumb to play with your clit. “More.” You begged in a muffled voice. Matthew instantly responded, adding a second finger and increasing his pace. You thrashed in your position, using your hands to grip the sheets. “That’s it princess. Let go. Come for me.” You let out a whimper as you fell apart on his fingers.
Matthew trailed his fingers up your body to your lips as you sucked the juices off his fingers. “Jesus baby. You’re so hot.” He smiled while lifting you up, allowing you to straddle him. “You’re hotter.” You said smiling back before kissing him.
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starryknight-tarot · 1 year ago
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𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮
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pile 1 -- > pile 2 pile 3 -- > pile 4
my masterlist<3 . paid readings
Hello beautiful souls✨ Today we will be looking into what you will love about your future spouse! I know this is really late but I have been a busy bee recently and trying to set up paid personal readings for yall. Remember to meditate, take a deep breath and pick whatever pile calls to you the most. My readings are meant for everyone, no matter what sexuality or identity you are. Since this is a general reading, make sure to take what resonates and leave what doesn't. The artist for pictures is @tnk_gr on instagram.
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Pile 1
Cards: Ten of Swords, Strength, The Tower, Eight of Swords rx, Two of Wands, Fours of Wands, Eight of Pentacles, Ten of Cups Back of the Deck: Knight of Wands
Pile 1, you will love your fs's vunerablity. You may have been surrounded by a lot of people that don't like to express themselves and share their emotions. These people have even encouraged you to be emotionally closed off as well. But your fs is the complete opposite. A very emotional individual, they know they can rely on you when they are struggling and it will be refreshing to see someone be so open and honest about how they are feeling. I am getting that for some of you, you may originally be uncomfortable about how they express themselves because you were taught to hold back your feelings and keep them locked up. But your fs will teach you that it is healthy and normal to express your feelings when you are having a hard time, and to share your feelings and opinions. You will see your fs as a strong and brave person for being able to express themselves the way they do since it can be really hard to admit when you are struggling. I see this connection as a very healing and healthy connection. Your fs is like a beaming beautiful light in the darkness for you Pile 1. I am getting that they will have a shining smile and a very contagious energy. You will love how your fs will encourage you to do things you never thought you could do. The things that used to scare and intimidate you suddenly don't feel so scary when they are around. Scared of rocking climbing? When your fs is cheering you on like your own personal cheerleader, you feel like you can achieve anything. But I don't feel like this courage will be only when they are around. They just help you realize that you are strong, powerful, and can do anything you put your mind to. Ugh so cute Pile 1. I am also hearing that they won't push you to do anything you aren't comfortable with and will take their time with you when you may not be ready to tackle certain things. Overall Pile 1, you will love how fun and silly and encouraging your fs is. I also feel like they will give the best hugs and will know just how to seduce you. Last tiny note spirit left with me is that you may love their fat wallet LMAO (also heard some 18+ messages but it ain't that kind of reading (,,>﹏<,,)
Advice Cards:
A change in attitude towards the greater good could be beneficial Your guides and teachers are telling you that they hear you and are helping You are wiser than you think You are greater than your story Learn through reversals. Hold the opposing viewpoint for insight Release what you do not need. Let go of some extraneous aspect of your life
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Pile 2 Cards: The World, Ten of Wands, Five of Wands, The Magician, King of Swords rx, Three of Cups, Four of Wands, Queen of Pentacles Back of the Deck: Knight of Wands
Ngl I am getting that some of yall are thinking of your celebrity crush when you read these tarot readings and I ain't gonna confirm or deny that your fs is your celebrity crush, but I am saying it ain't unlikely with this pile. Of course this is only for a very small amount of you, but I felt it strong enough to mention. If not a literal celebrity, your fs feels like a celebrity to you. They may be really popular or have a lot of friends. I heard frat boy but that isn't for everyone. For you Pile 2, I feel like you will love how your fs treats you. I feel like your fs will act a certain way around other people and try to be chill and cool but as soon they see you they just melt and just act like a lost puppy. You bring out a side of them that not a lot of people get to see and you love that. I also feel like your fs will do big gestures for you like a big bouquet of your favorite flowers or write you love songs. It's giving Jackson from Sex Education vibes, especially when he asked out Maeve (sorry if you haven't watched it). Spirit keeps telling that they are really attractive and that you will find them very attractive. I am hearing some of yall will wanna draw them. I feel like yall will have a really close connection, you will probably be really good friends before dating, maybe even childhood friends. You will love the hard work and enthusiasm they put into the things they are passionate about. Your fs may be really artistic and talented, they have a lot of potential to achieve great things. I am also hearing that they are really compassionate and caring, especially about the people around them. They wanna make a difference in the world and help people that need help and help deal with problems that we have struggled. They really care about the Earth, they may even own a few plants and take care of the regularly. They are very ambitious and thoughtful and you absolutely swoon over it. But I also feel like they are just a really charming person, it's almost hard not to love them.
Advice Cards:
Ask and you shall receive Act on what you know It's time to try something new! Give yourself your own approval Be alert for your opportunity Keep the faith. Stay intentioned. Your perseverance will pay off
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(specifically at 2:47 lol)
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Pile 3 Cards: Page of Cups, Eight of Wands rx, Judgement rx, The Star, Three of Swords rx, The Sun, Ten of Wands, Knight of Cups Back of the Deck: Ten of Swords
Pile 3, for your fs, I am hearing that you will be in love with their whole personality overall. In your eyes, they are just such a beautiful individual, someone that shines brighter than the Sun and radiates the energy of the most beautiful star in the solar system. You can tell how important your relationship will be for them and they are just the most loyal puppy. They are the kind of partner you make videos of, showing how you know they won't ever cheat on you. I really think you are the only person on your fs's mind, running around rent free and they never try to hide it. Your fs gives off such cute introvert vibes, like you wanna squish their cheeks cute. They seem really shy and quiet but I feel like you may wanna take them places, I am seeing specifically clubs or just places with bright colors. But I feel like your fs will let themselves go and feel free around you. They may be a little squishy in the face or just a very squishy person lol. You will also really love their body, spirit keeps showing me flashs of someone's body, specially their arms. They seem very muscular and veiny. I am getting such gentle giant energy from your fs. I keep seeing Superman from the show My Adventures with Superman. You might also really like their chest, they may have a big chest area. The conversations you and your fs will have are gonna flow so well, like you've never met someone that has connected with you on this level. You will have a lot in common. I feel like you have interests that you think a lot of people will judge you for but your fs will never judge your interests and always show so much interest in the things you wanna say. You may be a talker and I feel like they are a listener, always wanted to hear what's happening next in your life. You will love how they take the time to get to know you, they don't wanna rush things with you, they just want things to move at their own pace and let your relationship flow naturally. I am also getting you will love how close they are with your family and friends, everyone loves them and loves you guys together. (my goodness I also got 18+ message for this pile but it ain't that kinda reading (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) )
Advice Cards:
You are divinely protected. Remind yourself how safe you are It's time to challenge old beliefs Keep the faith. Stay intentioned. Your perseverance will pay off Seek to understand from a place of connection rather than separation You are intuitively gifted. Trust your guidance Your child self needs your attention
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Pile 4 Cards: Ten of Swords rx, Ten of Pentacles, Five of Cups, The Chariot, Seven of Pentacles, Seven of Pentacles rx, The Devil rx, Knight of Pentacles Back of the Deck: The Moon
Honestly Pile 4, I feel like you are the type of person to prefer someone "bad" over someone who is "good" cause you want adventure or something, and then get your heart broken by a real bad boy/girl. Well I feel like your fs will actually fulfill your bad boy/girl craving without breaking your heart. Like your fs is like your exact type but almost even better cause you realize they are better for you then what you usually like. Your fs is giving strong Alhaitham from Genshin Impact vibes. They are really smart and studious. You will really like how their brain works and how they seem to know everything, like they could talk about things you don't understand all day and you would still find it the most interesting thing ever. This connection is giving such Y/N in a fan fiction vibes my goodness. They are also probably pretty well off or make really good money and they like to gift you expensive things. Your fs seems really mysterious but I feel like they are caring in their own way. Like one day you think they are upset but they were actually just feeling shy that day or worried that you saw their their plans for a date. Which leads me to my next point which is that I feel like you will love how your fs shows their love for you. I don't think they will express themselves very much but they will surprise you with the cutest little date ever or get you something you were talking about to show that they listen. Like, I keep seeing the cutest picnic in the most aesthetically beautiful place and it's all so cute and you just melt like knees are BUCKLED. I also feel like they will have the CUTEST flustered face that only you ever see and have that effect on them. They are a secret simp and you eat it up. Your fs is also an amazing cook, they make the most delicious food you have ever seen and it tastes even better. Your fs is someone you can see yourself growing old with, starting a beautiful family, and settling down somewhere quiet. I heard "I feel like anything is possible with you by my side.". You guys will compliment each other really well and I am honestly living for this connection. You have strong sun and moon vibes. I see yall bickering playful but it's never in a mean way, your words are always filled with pure love.
Advice Cards:
No better time exists than right now Relax and feel good. You deserve more joy! It is important to ask for help Complete the project or task. Something is calling for closure You need to make the first move Give up resistance in your current situation Awareness opens a field of possibility in your life
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Thanks for tuning in₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆.
I also wanna thank yall so much for the messages you leave on my readings. I tear up all the time from the things yall write. It means so much that these messages reach you well and resonate with you! I hope this reading resonates well with you!
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causereyna-artie · 10 months ago
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things that have happened in my school(s) as marauders/ships pt1:
wolfstar: these two dudes in my dorm were fucking for like a year but only realised they were gay cause one of them gave the other an annotated book.
Peter: this transfer student who was standing on the roof of my boarding school, and the cops and shit had come and were screaming at her to not jump in french and English, but after they got a translator turns out she was just looking for the restroom
Regulus: another transfer student who we had a language barrier with so no one could talk to him until the last day of term where he speaked perfect french and english
Pandora: this girl who also used to be in my dorm that would put a circle of salt around all our beds and when asked about it would shush us and say "they're always listening" (ngl I was pissssss scared of her)
Sirius (me): thought I was a slug the first time I got drunk
Emmeline: this girl the pandora girl used to fuck, who used to shout "in the name of the father, son, and THE HOLY SPIRIT" (we went to a convent boarding school) when she came
Barty: made the unsuspecting principal make the Tate sign and posted it on Instagram
Remus: this kid got a B after apparently studying for a week and threw a book at the science teacher
Evan: pulled up playing Kanye to Easter mass
jegulus: this couple that had sex on the lacrosse field
Marlene: my friend who cheated by tattooing answers on her arm
Lily: pushed her sister into the pool on the first day
Mary: carried a koi in her blouse
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mystardustmelodyyy · 13 days ago
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Stop Talking!!!!
Jack Schlossberg x reader | 1.2k wc
Today was a LOT ngl. But for me at least, reading the facts long form and listening to civil discourse makes everything seem a little more manageable. Take care chicas 🩵
Andddd Here is the latest work by @remotewatch HQ! Enjoy 💋
“I’m gonna get more paper towels!” you chirp to the other remaining party guests who’d stayed to clean up.
The row house was wayy bigger than it appeared, leading you down a labyrinth of halls and storage units. You feel a rush of satisfaction when you fling open a particularly heavy door to a stacked shelf of cleaning supplies. It nearly distracts you from the horrified squeak that comes out of left field. It’s none other than the man of the hour.
Jack Schlossberg, in a closet. With his pants down, watching his phone to be specific.
“What the fuck are you watching on your phone with the sound off?” Your shock at finding the guest of honor quickly turned into anger; people have been looking for him for the better part of an hour. Meanwhile, he’s frozen in shock, covering his dick. He starts to string some ‘umms’ and ‘uhhs’ together, before blurting out:
“It’s not porn, I swear!”
“Let me see, or I’m calling everyone in here.”
Jack looks at you wide-eyed (not unlike a scared baby cow, you muse) then sheepishly bends forward to hand over his phone with his pants still around his ankles.
You can’t tell which emotion is stronger- confusion or disgust, but also amusement swirling around in your stomach looking at his Twitter and all the other social media apps he’s got up. Tiktok, Instagram, Threads and Pinterest are open on swaths of hate comments.
“Your own posts? You fucking narcissist.”
“It’s not that,” Jack blinks, weighing the options in his head before continuing. His voice drops to a whisper “it’s the replies…”
You raise an eyebrow, look down at his phone, and read his reply out loud:
“I’m a literal pervert. I called my grandmother hot.. Have I totally lost it? Jesus… this kid will do anything for attention. Your grandfather would be ashamed. Seriously. Time to get a job.”
Scoffing, you stalk towards him and wave the phone with a flick of your wrist so he’s backing up into the wall.
“Is this why you’ve been posting garbage since the election?” you sneer- you’d been annoyed with him about his output already, even more so when you saw how many people still took it at face value. Not only was it mega depressing, his squandered influence felt like such a wasted opportunity. As far as you were concerned, whatever 4D chess he thought he was playing wasn’t landing.
“No!” he sputters, “I have a method, I’m writing a book..”
“Oh that is such bullshit Jack” You cut him off abruptly (which he’s definitely turned on by, judging by the twitch of his erection…) and let out an exasperated sigh before continuing, “None of this is productive. Jesus Christ, all you’re doing is stroking your ego and apparently your dick at your own birthday party… have you been commando this whole time?! You are such a fucking loser.””
“It’s laundry day…” Jack’s been sinking down this whole time but now he’s fully on the floor, hunched over and looking up at you. He tries to apologize before you lock eyes and take a beat.
“And I didn’t tell you to stop!” You snap.
He can’t tell if you’re serious or not, if fucking his hand will just incite more rage, but sure enough he tentatively starts jerking off again and gets a rhythm going. Soon he’s absolutely vibrating- beanie askew, pants around the ankles, no underwear, unshaved and musky, visibly scared and leaking. You continue to read the replies-
I’m so sick of him. He’s officially transitioned into a gangly annoying shit. Enough already.
Each word has you inching closer to him.
This guy’s descent into loserdom was so rapid.
Ever since that Justin Baldoni bit every joke he tries to make has felt off and desperate.
Jack whines and arches his back towards you so wantonly it snaps you into a pause.
“Oh my god, you really love this shit don’t you? You’re so GROSS.”
He knits his eyebrows together while you continue:
Loneliest, hungriest man on earth and its JFKs grandson. Could you imagine?
I made an account because I couldn’t watch from the sidelines anymore. He's acting crazy like Azealia Banks now without the finesse. Boohoo nobody is paying attention to me, hmm how do I get my daily dose of attention so i don't cry myself to sleep?? How pathetic.
It’s getting more and more embarrassing that I ever read fics about him.
He starts to repeat to you while you’re reading. His breath hitches with repetition at first, then he’s talking to himself in a trance. You immediately snap your fingers before he gets too lost.
“What did you say?”
He mumbles, still not fully coherent, “I’m a pervert and a slut..”
“Say it louder if you’re going to say it.”
“I’m a pervert and a slut!” He chokes out. You look up from the screen and keep going off of your own anger.
“You’re not saving anyone, you’re just using the Daily Mail to jerk off.”
“I’m not saving anyone, I’m just using the Daily Mail to jerk off.” He’s panting.
“People listening to you doesn’t mean you’re saying anything valuable.”
“People listening to me doesn’t mean I’m saying anything valuable.” Jack repeats in a daze, jaw going slack as his words run together.
“God, they’re right. Your grandfather would be ashamed of you”
He winces at that one but starts beating harder. You put your foot over his balls, and he reaches out for you desperately only to get his hand smacked away.
“Clean your goddamn fingernails. I don’t know why you thought you could be in charge of your own social media, all your best ideas come from women anyway.”
Pressing harder on his balls, you lean down and hiss into his ear. “You’re just a dumb slut who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
Jack closes his eyes and does a weird pathetic half whine-half groan before dribbling into his hand. The sound is enough to briefly distract you from his load splattering onto your right shoe. His beanie falls off as he slumps against you.
“And now you’ve made another fucking mess!” You wipe your shoe on his wrinkled pants, still around his ankles, and turn to leave when he feebly takes your wrist with his free hand.
“Can I eat you out?” He sounds like a cat begging to be let inside.
“Excuse me?”
There are tears in his eyes and a drying string of drool stuck to one corner of his mouth. He lets out a sniffle. “Please, I just wanna do something right, please just let me make you cum.”
You gingerly extract his hand from your wrist, not even bothering to conceal your disgust. “Ew. Absolutely not.”
He manages to let go, although it seems painful for him. You grab the paper towels and walk towards the door, swinging it wide open.
“Hey guys, I found the birthday boy!” You announce cheerily “He was tweeting in a closet.”
As Jack is scrambling to pull his pants up and grab his beanie you can’t help but smirk when you catch a glimpse of a broom falling on him on your way out.
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pookietv · 10 months ago
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am i cool yet? | george clarke
thank you for all the love on my first post, appreciate it massively!!
have a little george clarke x singer because i love the thought of that loser (affectionate) with a very cool girl
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arthurnfhill: guess who is going back on artour!! (please come and don't let the tour flop)
georgeclarkeey: it would be quite funny if it flopped though
↳ arthurnfhill: so funny i am laughing so hard rn
user1: cannot waiiiiiit when do tickets drop!!!
↳ arthurnfhill: 10am next friday!
yourusername: hm that sounds cringe. wonder who will even bother showing up to that stinker.
↳ arthurnfhill: literally so cringe, wait until you hear about the support act, they suck so much, gonna be the worst show ever
↳ yourusername: i don't doubt it x
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yourusername: good news, i am going on tour! bad news, it's with @/arthurnfhill (but on a serious note, tickets go on sale 10am friday, so if you wanna come by and hear us sing some little tunes please do!)
georgeclarkeey: jeez he said he had a stinker support act but i didn't know it was this bad (but of course i am kidding and you guys will smash it)
↳ yourusername: @/arthurnfhill is this the irrelevant flatmate you were telling me about??
↳ arthurnfhill: unfortunately, yes
↳ georgeclarkeey: @/yourusername ah, so my reputation proceeds me
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arthurhillupdates: pictures that y/n put on her story from the first show of the tour tonight!!
userone: omg can't believe i missed the ticket drop, these two performing together ???
usertwo: they are literally both so hot i can't
userthree: i would kill to be backstage ngl
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arthurnfhill: artour night one in newcastle was very cool! a little disappointed that y/n looks cooler then me on stage but i will have to live with it
georgeclarkeey: to be fair i don't know what you were expecting, you don't look very cool anyway
↳ arthurnfhill: you can't be mean about things that are true
yourusername: if you need any stage coaching lmk
↳ arthurnfhill: rubbing a lot of salt into a fresh wound
↳ georgeclarkeey: @/yourusername i'd keep rubbing it if i were you
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey is that what you usually say to women?
↳ userone: she ate him up lmaooooo
arthurtv: can't wait for the london show so i can pester you live
↳ yourusername: couldn't have said it better myself, can't wait to pester you too
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yourusername: half way through the (ar)tour, thank you for all the support so far!! (+plus a little throwback from when i was just a girl making silly youtube covers)
bambinobecky: to say you look hot is an understatement
↳ yourusername: you're gonna make me blush x
arthurnfhill: wow that photo is great wonder who you pestered until they took the photo
↳ yourusername: got absolutely no clue, some random guy with a pedostache took it for me backstage
↳ arthurnfhill: crying in the mens bathrooms rn
↳ yourusername: you're getting awfully upset about the photo credits
↳ arthurnfhill: want to be able to put 'y/n's photographer' on my cv thats all
↳ yourusername: would be the only thing on there to be fair
gkbarry: jesus you're gorgeous, where's arthur been hiding you?
↳ yourusername: in the basement, says he's too famous to be my friend anymore :,(
arthurtv: don't tell him i told you but clarkey said you looked pretty in this photo
↳ yourusername: clarkey being too scared to comment on a girls instagram seems on brand to be honest
↳ georgeclarkeey: arthur you're a snitch and y/n you're mean
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey maybe but i wasn't wrong
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yourusername: london, you were amazing! the best night to end tour on, thank you all so much for coming to artour and supporting
arthurnfhill: thank you for supporting (even if you were very annoying)
↳ yourusername: is this seriously what you were typing when you were at the bar ??
↳ georgeclarkeey: can confirm, i saw him typing it
↳ user1: omg they're together?? clarkey and y/n meetup !!!
georgeclarkeey: was a very cool show, shame arthur had to come on and ruin it
↳ yourusername: for real, the audacity of this man to play at his own tour, smh
↳ georgeclarkeey: i couldn't agree more, should have just been the y/n show
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yourusername: don't let george take you for a walk in london, he takes it as photoshoot opportunities and makes you take a million of him (proof referenced above)
arthurnfhill: you spend time with him once and complain, this is what i deal with all the time
↳ yourusername: i have never pitied you more
georgeclarkeey: who is that good looking man??
↳ yourusername: think you're mixed up, @/arthurtv isn't in this picture x
↳ georgeclarkeey: now thats just cruel, especially after i paid for dinner
↳ yourusername: poor you :(
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yourusername: i forced the boys to take me to the local pub just to get aquainted
arthurnfhill: we will never let you have sambuca shots again, you just became mean
↳ georgeclarkeey: she actually became nicer to me the more drunk she got
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey that's just because i was relying on you to look after me x
arthurtv: you are abnormally shit at pool
↳ yourusername: hey you weren't much better, hill carried you so badly
↳ arthurtv: says you who teamed up with george just to make him help you with all your turns
↳ yourusername: don't hate the player hate the game, not my fault george felt like being nice to me
↳ arthurtv: wonder why he's so nice to you
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yourusername: why not to leave men alone with your phone, a thread
georgeclarkeey: you have done us a little dirty with these photos
↳ yourusername: shouldn't have taken them on my phone then
↳ georgeclarkeey: don't lie you love it
chrismd10: third one is going in the wank bank
↳ yourusername: wish i could say the same
↳ georgeclarkeey: am i not wank bank worthy?
↳ yourusername: really think about what your life has come to commenting this on instagram
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georgeclarkeey: she tried to teach me how to play, am i cool yet?
yourusername: i think i speak for all of us when i say no x
↳ georgeclarkeey: at least i tried
↳ yourusername: tried being the operative word
arthurnfhill: can confirm, sounded like a cat dying
↳ georgeclarkeey: okay fine, you can stick to being my rockstar boyfriend
↳ arthurnfhill: okay pookie
maxbalegde: he came into the office and swore down he was a top ten artist
↳ yourusername: i mean if top ten is top ten worst he might actually be right x
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yourusername: my boyfriend is not very cool but he is hot and i love him all the same (turns out he has a thing for super cool awesome rock girls)
georgeclarkeey: i am not sure how to feel about this, you both violated me and complimented me
↳ yourusername: feel grateful i complimented you, was just going to violate you originally x
↳ georgeclarkeey: well when you put it that way, gosh i'm just so lucky
arthurnfhill: nice of george to wear a hat that labels all of his skills so quickly and easily
chrismd10: honestly thought world war three would come before george got a girlfriend
↳ yourusername: you and me both (he's holding me captive please help)
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georgeclarkeey: if i get a cool girlfriend, does that make me cool by proximity?
arthurtv: no
arthurfnhill: she is barely cool let alone you
chrismd10: in no universe are you cool
yourusername: good try george, but no x
↳ georgeclarkeey: i'll try again with my next girlfriend then x
↳ yourusername: took you this long to get one girlfriend i don't think that will be anytime soon x
↳ georgeclarkeey: kidding, i am not letting you leave (you are the only one who can tolerate me)
hope you enjoyed !! :)
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sapphire-writes · 2 years ago
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Our Last Summer (modern!HOTD)
part 7 of 10 || series masterlist || previous part || next part
pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Reader
summary: Aemond realizes he messed things up with you and attempts to reconcile at the summer carnival.
word count: 5.5k
rating: Mature/Explicit/18+
warnings below the cut!
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warnings: language, exhibitionism, oral (fem-receiving), fingering, kissing
note: im starting to become obsessed with them ngl 🧍🏻‍♀️
dividers by the lovely @firefly-graphics
as always, comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated but not expected ❤️
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AEMOND POV
Aemond knew he had fucked up.
Royally, fucked up.
Something he finds himself doing quite often. It had been several days since the hot tub incident. Several days since he’d last spoken to her. Aemond glances at his phone again, watching the time change as Helaena hurries down the stairs.  
“Morning,” she calls, tossing her phone onto the couch and stretching her arms above her head with a satisfied sigh.
“It’s noon,” Aemond tells her.
“Where’s Y/N?” Helaena asks, sliding onto the couch next to him. 
She lets her feet hang off the edge of the armrest, her neck straining over the cushion as though she’s about to topple off of the sofa altogether. It looks quite uncomfortable, and wildly different from Aemond’s rigid posture as he frowns over his phone. 
“How should I know?”
“You’re sleeping with her, aren’t you?” Helaena muses, playing with a strand of her hair, “You usually have your companions over more frequently, if I recall.”
Trying to, Aemond thinks to himself, his jaw clenched. If she’d return my calls.
“She’s upset with me,” Aemond admits, tossing his phone to the side. It’s always been hard to keep the truth from Helaena.
Helaena makes a noise of contempt.
“Well, I’m sure you’ll fix it. You’re clever that way,” Hel encourages, “Perhaps a grand gesture of sorts? Something Austen-esque.” 
A phone buzzes on the sofa. Aemond checks his anyway, though he knows it’s Hel’s as she reaches for it. 
“It’s whatever,” Aemond lies through his teeth, “Plenty of girls around for the summer.”
“Oh for fucks sake,” Helaena says, twisting her body so she’s upright on the couch, “Can you calm down the fuckboy-sona for five fucking minutes?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Aemond says, shrugging.
Helaena rolls her eyes. 
“Okay Egg,” she says with a sneer, “Manwhoring doesn’t look good on you Aem. It’s not in your nature. Doesn’t suit you at all.”
“Suits my cock just fine,” he says, causing Helaena to make a face of disgust. 
“Gross,” she says, nose still scrunched, “It’s not you.”
Aemond doesn’t answer. Just glances at his phone again. The time greets him, but no other notifications. He opens Instagram, trying to avoid Helaena’s piercing gaze. As the app opens, he notices your profile picture, signifying you’ve posted a story. He shamelessly clicks on it, revealing you were at Seasnake Scoops seven minutes ago. 
Perfect. 
“Are you in the mood for ice cream?” Aemond asks, changing the subject and rising from the couch. 
Helaena’s frown deepens. 
“Aemond-”
“Hel, unless you’re saying yes or no to ice cream, just drop it,” he snaps, moving quickly to leave the room. 
“Oh fuck you,” Helaena says, rising from the couch and following him, “You’re just scared Aemond! Fucking scared.”
He hears every word, though he pretends he doesn’t as the front door slams shut behind him, leaving Helaena alone in the house.
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 The last time Aemond Targaryen was in Seasnake Scoops it was not a pleasant experience. He’d been around thirteen years old at the time, and Aegon had assured him that Cece Lannister was waiting, expecting a date with him. 
Aemond remembered how nervous he felt. Though Cece wasn’t his cup of tea, she was beautiful, smart, and held the social status and respect that Aemond craved. A date with Cece was sure to turn the tide for him.  
He’d waited all afternoon for her. Seated at a table, knee bouncing uncontrollably with nerves. As people wandered in and out, the lady lion never made an appearance. It was Rhaenyra who found him as the sun began to set, seated on the curb outside the ice cream shop.
It had all been a joke, he’d realized once he entered the house. Aegon was in stitches until his mother smacked him upside the head and yelled at him. Aemond had stayed solemn, walking straight to his room without speaking.
They are always going to laugh at you, he thought to himself. 
Standing outside the ice cream shop left a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. Seasnake Scoops was unopposing in itself; it was the memories that haunted it. A small ice cream shop with some tables outside, with blue and white umbrellas offering some shade. There was indoor seating as well with air conditioning. 
Aemond stared at the people in line to order, scanning the small crowd for you. The nervous feeling returned being surrounded by all these people, remembering Cece.
Until he saw her.
She had turned her head, reaching for some napkins as the cashier handed her a soft serve twist in a cone covered in rainbow sprinkles. She smiles politely, thanking them before licking a stripe up the side of the frozen treat. There’s something so sweet about the way her eyes light up, Aemond finds himself smiling as she licks her lips. 
She turns to leave the line and his eye meets hers. It’s as though someone switches off the light behind her eyes completely. 
Cold is the only way to describe the look she awards him, as her mouth falls into a straight line. Aemond only holds her gaze for a moment before she looks towards the ground and begins to quicken her pace. But Aemond is faster.
“Y/N,” he calls, blocking her path back up the stairs inside. 
She sighs, avoiding his gaze, assessing whether or not she can squeeze around him.
“Move,” she tells him.
“You’re not answering my texts,” he says, confusion evident in his voice, “Or my calls.”
“Yeah,” she says, “Maybe you should take the hint.”
“I haven’t heard from you all week.”
“I’m trying to eat my ice cream Aemond,” she tells him, “What are you stalking me now?”
“Viewing an Instagram story is hardly a punishable offense,” he tells her.
“Just a reminder to block you later,” she tells him.
Aemond’s heart sinks at her words. There’s no playful banter in her tone, no note of excitement. She’s deadly serious. 
“Goodbye,” she tells him, moving past him.
You’re losing her, he realizes. Do something. 
“I didn’t mean it,” Aemond says suddenly, “Y/N, I didn’t mean what I-”
“You know what, Aemond?” she says, her gaze icy, “I don’t care what you meant or didn’t mean. I care about what you said.”
Aemond’s chest tightens at her words. She’s standing tall, the ice cream beginning to drip down the cone between her small fingers. She ignores it if she even notices, but Aemond’s eye follows the sticky river beginning to form. He gets a sudden urge to lick the mess from her hand and pull her towards him covering her in sticky kisses. 
Seven hells. Stop it. 
Aemond blinks as she turns away, before giving him one last lingering look.
“Will is waiting for me,” she tells him, and the ache in his chest grows.
“Will?” he asks, the one-syllable tasting like poison on his tongue.
“Yes, Will,” she says, annoyance in her tone, “People who like each other go on dates. They date each other. I know that must be a foreign concept to you.”
Aemond says nothing, just clenches his teeth so tightly together his jaw begins to ache.
“Maybe give Floris a ring or one of your other friends. I’m sure there’s someone convenient for you,” she says, turning and walking away. 
Aemond lets her go, watching as she goes inside Seasnake Scoops, the door slamming shut behind her. The second time in his life he’s been left alone there. 
READER POV
“You can’t do this!” Baela’s voice calls from the hallway, “You can’t make me!”
You quickly leap out of bed at the sound of your best friend’s distress, opening the door and flying down the stairs. After your run-in with Aemond, you’d returned to your room to sulk for the majority of the afternoon. 
Baela stands below, arms crossed, tear tracks running down her cheeks. Rhaenys stands in front of her, hands folded, a stern expression on her face.
“Baela, it is one dinner-”
“It’s always one dinner,” Baela says, through her teeth, “One dinner, then another, then ‘we have to all go together Baela, as a family’,” she deepens her voice to the likeness of her father, “Like I want to go to that stupid gala and pretend everything is fucking fine!”
Rhaenys moved forward, taking Baela’s hands in her own.
“You’re angry,” she says to her softly, “You have every right to be. But don’t shut him out, dōna jorrāelagon (sweet love). Not when he’s finally trying.”
“For her,” Baela says, quietly, “He’s trying for her.”
“Rhaenyra is trying as well,” Rhaenys assures her, “You are not replacing your mother by letting her in.”
Baela yanks her hands away, angry tears spilling from her eyes. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest. 
“I can’t forgive him,” Baela insists, “I can’t do it. I can’t forgive her either.”
“I’m not asking you to,” Rhaenys says, “I’m asking you to try.”
“This is me trying,” Baela snarls, “Staying away, letting them play happy family! That is me trying!”
Rhaenys purses her lips.
“Laena would-”
“Don’t,” Baela warns, shaking her head, “Don’t you dare.”
Her voice has dropped to a whisper. Rhaenys sighs, looking toward the floor. The tension between grandmother and granddaughter could be cut with a knife. Rhaenys looks back at Baela, drinking in her angered expression.
“You’re so much like her,” Rhaenys muses softly, before reaching out and stroking her cheek, “Full of so much fire.”
“I’m not going,” Baela insists.
“You are,” Rhaenys says, “I’ll hear no more of it. You can go to the carnival after.”
“Y/N will be all alone!” Baela says, pointing at you.
Rhaenys gives you an unimpressed look, but you nod quickly. Anything to help your best friend. 
Though Rhaenys doesn’t look like she buys it for one second.
“I’m sure Y/N will be fine for a couple of hours,” Rhaenys says, raising an eyebrow at you.
“She’s going to get lost,” Baela says, and you agree. 
Rhaenys gives you a stern glance, one only a grandmother can deliver. Baela loops her arm through yours, holding her chin high. You crack first under Rhaenys glare. 
“I’m sure I’ll be okay for a little bit,” you say quietly. 
Rhaenys smiles at her success as Baela drops your arm with a groan. You give her an apologetic smile, knowing you’ve doomed her to another dinner with her father and stepmother.
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You arrive at the carnival just as the sun goes down. It’s already crowded with people, the lights from all the rides making everyone glow with neon colors. The smell of fried food and the sound of laughter fills the air as you wade through the sea of people. You decided on a simple baby blue sundress, styling your hair off of your shoulders. It’s been so hot recently, you can’t stand the feeling of having your hair down.
You glance at your phone, though Helaena has yet to respond. You promised you’d meet her at the main ticket stand. 
The minutes tick by and you’re still standing with a rope of red tickets when your phone buzzes letting you know that Helaena had fallen asleep after losing track of time. You sigh, checking your other messages. There’s one from Will asking to meet up later paired with an emoji of a Ferris wheel. 
You want to smile, but your stomach turns instead. You can’t help but think of Aemond. Will is nice, very sweet, but it was evident after your ice cream date that you don’t have much in common. And there’s no spark.
When you told Baela, she’d raised an eyebrow at you.
“Spark?” she questioned.
“You know,” you tell her, talking with your hands as you tried to explain, “That feeling just, deep in your gut. Like being pulled to another person. Something that just feels…..right.”
That wasn’t there with Will. And you couldn’t fake a spark.
You sigh, tilting your head back and looking around, trying to determine what you should get to snack on while waiting for Helaena. A booth advertising fried Oreos piques your interest before a tall silver head catches your eye.
Something in your gut tightens with an intense need as you watch Aemond say something to Aegon. He’s wearing all black, as he often is. It’s as though Aemond is allergic to color. He hasn’t seen you yet, and you don’t know whether you hope he does or doesn’t.
You need to be firm, to hold the boundary you set with him. He doesn’t get to disrespect you like that. No matter how attracted to him you are. You may like Aemond- you may like fucking Aemond- but you love yourself more. 
His head turns and you look away before meeting those violet and blue eyes. You don’t know how strong your resolve will be if he looks at you again.
“Having fun?” a voice calls, causing you to turn and meet the sapphire eyes of Floris Baratheon.
She looks gorgeous, though you can’t imagine a time when she doesn’t; clad in a skin-tight green dress with her dark curls pulled into a high ponytail. You force a smile as she walks closer, a concerned look in her cobalt eyes. Classic mean girl, Helaena had called her. She certainly looks the part but then again, all beautiful people do. 
“Not really,” you admit, feeling your chest tighten.
“Me either,” she agrees, smiling softly, “Ellyn ditched me to hook up with Eddie Karstark behind the tilt-a-whirl. Can you believe?”
“That sucks,” you tell her. You hadn’t met Ellyn, but you’d seen her around the country club.
She gives you another small smile, following your gaze and landing on Aemond. Her smile drops as her lips form a tight line.
“Is he giving you the run around too?” she asks, looking back at you.
You can feel your cheeks warm with embarrassment. 
“Something like that,” you admit, letting your eyes fall to your feet. 
“I’m sorry,” Floris says, “Seriously. It fucking sucks.”
“It’s my own fault,” you tell her, “I made things messy.”
“Aemond makes things messy,” Floris insists, “I don’t think he can help it. He’s emotionally stunted.”
“I think you’re right,” you agree. 
Floris grabs your hand.
“C’mon,” she says, tugging you along.
“Where are we going?” you ask.
“Funnel cake,” she says, leading you through different booths, “We need funnel cake and then we need to shoot something. Or throw darts. Or both.”
You giggle and nod in agreement, letting her pull you along.
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After eating all the funnel cake your body can handle and playing several rounds of balloon darts (something Floris is scarily good at) you make your way toward the Ferris wheel. It’s huge, the largest attraction at the carnival, with roomy compartments holding small groups of people.
Floris stops in front of it, glancing at you nervously. The change in demeanor makes your eyebrows knit together in confusion. 
“What is it?” you ask. 
Floris’s cheeks turn a bright pink as she sighs, wetting her lips. 
“Have you….heard any rumors about Aemond and me?” she asks, “or Aemond and my sisters?”
No of course not, you think to yourself. Cause that would be crazy, an incestuous orgy of beautiful girls and the ethereal man who fucks like a god? No fucking way.
You’d tried very hard not to think about that.
“No,” you tell her, shaking your head, “What rumor?”
Floris seems unconvinced by your white lie. 
“People are gross,” she says, cheeks still darkened with blush, “Look nothing happened. It’s just-” she sighs, “The Ferris wheel is a very romantic spot.”
“Okay,” you tell her.
She nervously chews her lower lip, batting her lashes up at the Ferris wheel. 
“So Aemond invited me to ride with him last summer,” she says, shaking her head, “And he kissed me because guys do that when they take you on the Ferris wheel.”
A kiss. An innocent, sweet little kiss. That’s all it was. Your heart hammers in your chest thinking of Aemond asking Floris, the romantic gesture of it all.
“That’s really sweet,” you tell her, smiling.
“It was,” she agrees, “Until I found out he did the same thing with Cassandra, Ellyn, and Maris.”
Oh. Well, there it is.
“Well, I mean Maris didn’t end up kissing him,” Floris corrects herself, “But Cass and El did. And do you know what Aemond told me when I confronted him about it?”
You shake your head.
“He said I was the best kisser. And if I wanted to be friends with benefits for the summer, that would be cool,” she says, crossing her arms, “I was so naive. So fucking flattered that of course, I agreed. I mean, who says no when Aemond Targaryen says he wants to fuck you?”
She bites the tip of her tongue, as though reminiscing just what fucking Aemond entails before shaking her head. 
“Aemond Targaryen holds his own private kissing contest, and now I’m stuck with the rumor I had an orgy with my sisters,” she groans, “Fucking perfect.”
Damn. You can’t help but feel bad for Floris. That’s a skeevy thing Aemond did. She’s looking up at the Ferris Wheel as though she wants to melt it with lasers shooting from her eyes. You’ve begun to like Floris over the course of this evening. She could’ve been rude to you, mean even. You were fucking her ex-situationship after all.
But instead, she’d seen you upset and spent the rest of the evening with you. It’s your turn to return the favor. 
“Ferris wheel orgy,” you say, matter-of-factly, “If anyone believes that, they’re fucked in the head. Totally not enough room in those carriages for all that” You wave your arm around for emphasis.
Floris bursts out into a laugh, reaching to cover her mouth with her hand. You can’t help but laugh along with her. Floris Baratheon is a-okay in your book. 
“It’s fucking ridiculous,” she says snickering, “Guys will believe anything.”
“They’ve got holes in their brains,” you assure her.
Floris continues to laugh, shaking her head and wiping tears from the corner of her eyes. It feels good to laugh with her and forget about the drama surrounding you for a moment. 
“For sure,” she agrees, “Ugh. Do you want to go on? I promise no kissing, and no orgies.”
You laugh again at her joke. 
“Sure,” you tell her with a smile.
You walk up to the operator of the Ferris wheel and hand him your last two tickets. Everyone has exited the Ferris wheel, so you get in the first compartment. You move forward scooting onto one of the benches as Floris digs in her purse.
“Shit, I’m out!” she says with a groan, “I’ll go grab more, be right back!”
She flies down the stairs, hurrying over to the ticket booth. You glance at the conductor, knowing you must be holding up the line.
“Do you mind waiting?” you ask.
The twenty-something-year-old looks as if he’d rather be diving headfirst off a cliff than operating this ride, but he sighs dramatically and nods at your request. You clasp your hands in your lap when someone else enters the compartment and sits in the seat across from you. 
Aemond.
“Out,” you tell him, frowning, “Seriously, Aemond I thought I was clear.”
“We need to talk,” Aemond insists.
“We talked at Scoops, I have nothing left to say to you,” you insist, before changing your mind, “You know what? Actually, I do. Kissing Floris and her sisters? Really?”
You swear Aemond’s cheeks flush, and he glances away momentarily, before reaching out and snapping toward the attendant. 
“$50 to send us up now,” he tells him, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a fifty-dollar bill. 
Your eyes widen. 
“Aem-”
“And $50 more to stop us at the top. Fifteen minutes, tops,” Aemond finishes, adding another fifty between his slender fingers. 
The attendant’s eyes bug out of his head as he takes the money, shutting the door of the carriage. 
“No!” you say, watching the attendant return to the podium, “No! Dude, what about my friend? We have to wait for her!” Your voice is several pitches higher than you like, but it's due to being alone with Aemond. 
The attendant raises an eyebrow at you.
“Got fifty bucks?” he asks.
Your eyebrows lift in shock.
“No!” you squeak, panic bubbling in your throat.
The attendant shrugs, throwing the handle forward making the Ferris wheel begin to move. Your jaw drops as you slowly begin to ascend and watch in horror as Floris returns, her expression mirrors yours as she notices Aemond in the carriage with you. You clutch the edge of the compartment, leaning over the edge as you start moving farther from the ground.
“Asshole!” you yell down to the attendant before sinking into your seat and crossing your arms and legs. 
Aemond sits silently, though you know he must be gleeful about getting you alone. The compartments below you are empty, you’ve been sent up alone. 
“Y/N,�� he says, but you don’t look at him. 
You just look over the side of the carriage at the rest of the carnival as everything begins to grow smaller and smaller. You can see the country club, the golf courses, the tents being set up for the gala. The lights from Driftmark and Dragonstone are even visible in the distance.
“Y/N, I’m sorry.”
That gets your attention. You whip your head towards him, watching him leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. You still don’t speak. Too angry, too hurt, too humiliated to say anything. Your brows are knit together, lips pressed into a tight line. No tears tonight, you cried enough over him. 
“I’m sorry,” he repeats, “I never should have spoken to you that way, or said those horrible things. It was disgusting and inexcusable.”
Aemond wets his lips. The Ferris wheel comes to a stop as you reach the top, the compartment swinging gently with the force of the brakes. You uncross your arms, steadying yourself. 
“I haven’t been that vulnerable with anyone in a long time,” he admits, “That’s not an excuse, believe me, that doesn’t excuse what I said, but I-” he runs a hand through his hair, struggling to find the words, “You were right.”
You want to remain silent as that violet eye watches you. Surely you can sit for fifteen minutes of silence. You cross your arms once more, trying to remain strong. 
“About what?” you ask, cursing yourself.
The corner of Aemond’s mouth twitches, and something tugs in your chest as it does. You dig your nails into your bicep, trying to ground yourself. If you look at him too long, you’re afraid you’ll float away. 
“About you growing on me,” he says softly.
You can hear your heartbeat in your ears. You don’t know when this started, really. But since the hot tub something changed. Something inside you clicked, and suddenly you can’t look at Aemond Targaryen without wanting to kiss him.
“I don’t like…feeling out of control,” he admits, lacing his fingers together, “And you make me feel…fucking crazy.”
You want to believe him. You do. But Floris is on the ground below, and she was in the same position you were. Believed Aemond cared about her. As Aemond’s walls begin to let some light in, you can feel your own going up.
“How am I supposed to believe that?” you tell him, arms still crossed, “You said it yourself, you fuck, you talk like that, but you don’t get feelings. It’s one of your rules.”
“I’m figuring out none of those rules apply to you,” he says, observing you carefully.
You shake your head. 
“I don’t think I believe you,” you tell him, “I don’t know if I can believe you.”
“I haven’t been the best person,” Aemond admits, “I’ve hurt people because I was hurting. I don’t…I don’t want to hurt you.”
His fingers are laced together and he braces his forehead on his clasped hands. 
“I can’t,” you tell him softly, “Aemond I can’t.”
You don’t want to get hurt. Don’t want him to hurt you more than he already has. If you let him in deeper, it’s going to be so much more painful than it already has been. Aemond looks up, resting his chin on his hands. His gaze is soft, and a breeze rolls through causing you to shiver. 
“Let me show you,” he says softly, “Please. What can I do? I’ll do anything.”
Aemond’s hands are outspread, a pleading gesture. How could he prove himself? If he really wants to change, for the better. 
“Apologize to Floris,” you say suddenly, “She deserves it. All her sisters do.”
“Done,” Aemond answers immediately.
“I don’t know,” you tell him honestly, “I don’t know if I want to do this with you anymore.”
“Let me show you how sorry I am,” he says, kneeling forward on the floor; the compartment shakes with the movement.
Your cheeks flush when you realize what he intends to do.
“Aemond-” you say as his hands brush over your thighs, pushing your dress up.
You look over the side of the compartment, eyes wide. You’re all the way at the top, looking over everyone else. No one can see, and yet you’re dangerously exposed at the top of the Ferris wheel. Adrenaline courses through your veins, and your heart beats wildly in your chest as Aemond’s fingers curl along your panties. 
“Tell me to stop and I will,” he murmurs, dragging the fabric down. You lift your hips to assist him.
It’s almost unconscious, the way your body reacts to him. He plays your body like an instrument; every touch has you melting into him, bending to his wishes. Aemond removes your panties, placing them in his pocket for safekeeping. His violet eye watches you, waiting for what you say next. You bite your lip in desperation, trying to ignore the feeling of his hand under your ass, keeping your center propped off the seat. 
He holds you with ease, letting his other hand slip under your opposite thigh. It’s driving you crazy. He’s driving you crazy. 
“Y/N,” he says, voice a desperate whine, like it’s taking everything in him not to bury his face in your pussy. 
You’re already wet, you can feel it. There’s no use, you can’t ignore the feeling in your chest, the desperate ache between your legs. You want him, you need him so bad you feel like you might go insane without his lips on you. 
“Please,” he whispers, so low you almost miss it, “Please Y/N.” You can feel his hands trembling against you, as though he’s ready to snap.
“Yes,” you tell him, and with a desperate growl, he dips his head below your skirt.
His mouth glues itself to your dripping slit, tongue diving between your folds as you bury your hands in his hair. You sling your legs over his shoulders, desperate to push him deeper, and harder against you, especially as his tongue moves to circle your entrance. 
“Fuck,” you mewl as the warm, wet muscle dips inside of you, and Aemond moans-fucking moans-as he moves it in and out. 
Your heels are digging into his toned shoulders, nails raking against his scalp but if it pains him, Aemond doesn’t let it show in the slightest. He’s simply devouring you, groaning with every shudder and stifled moan you award him. With every movement of his head, his nose rubs pleasantly against your clit, sending waves of pleasurable warmth coursing throughout your body. 
Aemond pulls away suddenly, his mouth shining with your arousal, as he brings his fingers to his mouth and begins sucking on them. He meets your eyes before dipping his head down again between your thighs, fingers replacing his tongue and stretching into you. He curves them upwards against your tender, spongy walls, and your spine arches off of the seat, mouth falling open in pleasure. 
“Fucking missed this pussy,” he groans, lazily fingering you before bringing his mouth to the apex of your thighs.
His tongue swirls around your needy clit and you can feel your stomach tightening. 
“Forgive me,” he murmurs, placing a kiss on top of your clit before swirling his tongue around it once more.
“That’s not fair,” you answer, breathlessly, “Oh my fucking-oh.”
You can feel Aemond’s smile against you, feel him flatten his tongue on your clit before rubbing steady circles with the warm muscle of his tongue. He strokes your sweet spoke with his fingers effortlessly, your legs trembling on his shoulders. 
“Please,” he says with a groan, “Please, I can’t fucking stand it-”
“Oh!” your nails dig into his scalp as you clench around his fingers, your release barrelling through you.
Aemond slowly removes his fingers, pressing them between his lips and licking them clean before you grab him by the shirt collar pulling him towards you. Your mouth is on his in an instant and it feels like fireworks have gone off in your brain.
He kisses you ferociously, one hand grabbing the back of your neck and anchoring you against him; the other wraps around your waist, pulling you off the seat and holding you flush against him. Your legs are straddling him and you can feel how hard he is underneath you. You’re kissing him desperately, it's all clashing teeth and gasps as you press yourself against him harder. You can’t be close enough, can’t be held tight enough. It's not enough, not enough. 
The Ferris wheel begins to move, slowly but surely beginning its descent and you pull away, gasping for breath. You’re both breathing heavily, so close you can feel the brush of his lips against yours with every exhale. 
“I can’t stand it,” he whispers, voice breaking as he strokes the back of your head.
“I know,” you whisper back, kissing him softly.
You untangle yourselves from each other as the Ferris wheel comes to a stop, pushing yourself back onto the seat to avoid suspicion. Thankfully, your dress is long enough because there was no time to put your panties back on and you’d rather not have your bare ass on the seat of the Ferris wheel.
The attendant opens the door, none the wiser to what you and Aemond were up to in the middle of the air. 
You exit the compartment on shaky legs, turning back to Aemond.
“Forgive me?” he asks, watching you.
“I’ll think about it,” you tell him, walking down to Floris, who is now holding a half-eaten fried Twinkie.
“Dude, that took forever,” she tells you, “What did you even talk about-”
“Floris,” Aemond calls, walking over.
Her eyebrows shoot up to her hairline, cheeks darkening as he approaches. But Floris Baratheon doesn’t back down. No matter how she feels about Aemond, she squares her shoulders and looks him directly in the eye.
“I owe you an apology,” Aemond begins, “For everything.”
Her chin tilts higher in the air.
“I was cruel to you when I shouldn’t have been,” he continues, “And I should have shut down those rumors when I heard them. I shouldn’t have treated you or your sisters that way in the first place and I’ll be telling them that as well.”
“Well Maris is in Oldtown,” Floris says cooly, “She stayed for the summer to do research.”
“Next semester then,” Aemond agrees.
Floris looks him up and down.
“Thank you,” she says and Aemond nods. 
Her phone buzzes in her chest and she hands you her twinkie as she reaches between her boobs to grab it. She frowns.
“El needs rescuing,” she says, “Are you going to be okay?”
“Yeah,” you assure her, “I’m good, really.”
“I had fun tonight,” she tells you, “Let’s hang out again.”
“We could always use more help on Seasmoke,” you tell her.
“Cool, later Y/N,” she says, “Bye Aemond.”
As Floris leaves you turn to begin walking as well. Baela should be here by now and hopefully, Helaena has found her way down here. Aemond grabs your hand, stopping you.
“You won’t forgive me?” he asks.
“I said I’d think about it,” you tell him, still being cautious.
“Y/N-”
“Look, there’s something here,” you tell him, “Definitely, but…” I’m scared.
You can’t finish the sentence but you read it in his eye too. 
“Go with me,” he says suddenly, “To the gala and the auction.”
“What?”
“As my date,” he says, “Be my date.”
“You don’t date.”
“I do now,” he argues, his voice insistent, “I date….I want to date you.”
He steps closer, taking your other hand. There’s that feeling again. Deep in your gut, pulling you toward him. A fire ignited within you, sparked by his touch. 
“Come with me,” he says softly, “Please.”
You stretch up onto your tiptoes capturing his lips in a kiss. It’s the only answer you can give right now, but the only answer he needs.
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musicforastylesrestaurant · 11 months ago
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Famous y/n!! Harry going to her opening night of tour 🥺
masterlist || ask me anything &lt;3
authors note - the second i saw those photos and videos i just knew that i needed to do something and so this is what ive come up with. thanks to the beautiful anon that reccomended jade thirlwall for the face claim because she is an actual beaut 💞 all songs used in this are not owned by me and go to there rightful owner !! and i know harry was spotted in New York but for the purpose of this ive changed it up a bit 💗
SEPTEMBER, 2023.
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yourinstagram, The Daydreamer’s Tour. UK & Europe, 2024.
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username, no fucking way.
username, screaming crying throwing up rn
username, new album alert 👀
taylorswift, oh im so excited for you girly!!
yourinstagram, 😘😘
username, whys there only ten dates?
username, two london shows??
username, so does this mean she’s gonna release a new album??
username, oh my god i feel like i might cry.
yourinstagram, no because same
username, omg what a queen!
OCTOBER, 2023.
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yourinstagram, can’t believe im saying this but my new album ‘daydreamers’ is going to be released november 1st, it is available to pre-save right now. 💗
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username, AHHHHHH
username, i knew it
harrystyles, so proud x
yourinstagram, ❤️❤️
username, queen
username, i have no words
username, Harry being a supportive boyfriend right there
username, this isn’t about Harry this is about (Y/N)
username, let’s give her her moment pls and thx
username, I didn’t expect this ngl
louist91, proud of you girl x
DECEMBER, 2023.
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harryflorals, HARRY SPOTTED BUYING FLOWERS IN LONDON TODAY !!
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username, oh this is just the cutest
username, baby girl right there
username, HS4 at midnight
username, we wish
username, he’s so boyfriend
yourinstagram, pookie 🥺
username, nah tf??
username, she knows who harryflorals is??
username, for (y/n)??
username, is it weird that we can spot him even when he’s covering his face?
username, fr fr
MESSAGES.
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JANUARY, 2024.
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yourinstagram, tomorrow couldn’t come sooner .
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username, umm excuse me ma’am
username, what the hell is this
harrystyles, 👀👀
username, nah tf?
username, never knew you standing on some stairs could be so attractive
username, what’s tomorrow??
annetwist, so excited darling
username, nahhhh im scared
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yourinstagram, STYLE is out now people, go stream it, go enjoy it and I’ll be seeing you all very very soon 💞
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username, she’s evil for this 😭
username, couple goals fr
username, this is the best thing that’s happened to me this year
harrystyles, am i the drama?
yourinstagram, 🫖🫖
username, i love these two together ngl
username, ahfjenahfjrhw
username, listened and loved it already hun
username, this video was everything and more baby girl
harry via instagram stories !!
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FEBRUARY, 2024.
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yourinstagram, hi huns! you can read my brand new interview now with @mfasrmag and can find out all my juicy goss ! it was such a pleasure to meet all these kind people, love you bubbas 💗💞
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username, read and loved!
username, when she mentioned harry it was the cutest thing ever
gemmastyles, adored everything about this
username, 🥺
username, you were so real and raw for this
username, when you said that you were getting emotional speaking about your tour it made me want to cry with you
username, your gorgeous!
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ynupdates, excerpt from (y/n)s interview with mfasrmag 🥹
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username, okay this was absolutely adorable
username, ‘he’s my bestfriend’ like why am i sobbing??
username, this whole interview was heart wrenching
username, so your telling me you were his inspiration behind watermelon sugar?
username, LOLLLLL
username, im so glad she did this interview
username, girly you shouldn’t care what other people think about you!
MARCH, 2024.
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yourinstagram, excuse perrie staring me down for drinking a cuppa mid rehearsal, but it’s the last one before tour starts 👀 can’t wait to see your lovely faces 😘
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username, im seeing you in oslo im so excited!
username, your couldn’t come sooner enough
perrieedwards, was simply just wondering where mine was
yourinstagram, uh huh sure you were
username, i swear i only got the tickets yesterday
username, your your fits are gonna rock i can just tell
gemmastyles, so excited !!
yourinstagram, 🥹😘
username, there relationship is so cute
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yourinstagram, ‘larger than life’ a song just for you written with a very special someone. enjoy lovelie, as this is for you and everything you have done for me and continue to do for me 💞💞
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username, nahhh tf is this??
username, the day of tour???
harrystyles, it was a pleasure x
yourinstagram, ❤️
username, okay now im a sobbing mess
username, power couple right there
username, her and harry are dating?
username, they have been for the past four years
username, you and harry producing a song together??
username, y’all just know this song is going to be a masterpiece
username, this is legit ultimate couple goals ngl
taylorswift, ahhh girly this is so exciting!!
yourinstagram, 🥹😘
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ynupdates, FIRST LOOK AT YN FOR OPENING NIGHT !
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username, STOP IM DYING
username, she’s legit gorgeous!
username, greens her colour
username, like the colour of Harry’s eyes
username, imagines that’s why she chose to wear it 😭
username, she looks so happy
username, i think im in love
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harryflorals, HARRY SPOTTED AT YNS FIRST SHOW IN LONDON TONIGHT !
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username, oh he’s so boyfriend
username, the pink phone case 😭
username, making me go feral
username, he’s like a proud mom
username, he’s her biggest supporter
username, he better be at all of her shows 🙏🙏
harry via instagram stories !!
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ynupdates, part of yns speech during London night one !
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username, okay this is making me cry
username, she’s always have our support !
username, sobbing
username, WE??
username, i take it she means harry?
username, do they live together?
username, there so in love
username, our day one girly
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ynupdates, harry and yn leaving the venue tonight after London night one!
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username, one of the best nights of my life
username, leave the two of them alone ffs
username, she’s trying to hide her face give the two of them a break!
username, this night was better then my wedding day
username, im seeing her in five days
username, lucky
yn via instagram stories !!
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yourinstagram, wow….last night was everything and more, thank you so much to every single person that turned up and supported me, you simply don’t understand how much it means, my heart is consisting simply trying to put it into words.
first of all, i’d like to say a massive thank you to @perrieedwards for agreeing to support me through this leg of your, you were amazing and will continue to be amazing,
and to my day one, my h. my world thank you so much for every single thing that you do and please continue to inspire me say in and day out. there’s no way i would have been able to do this without you by my side. 🥹❤️
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perrieedwards, 🥹
username, perrie was actually phenomenal last night !
username, I love her relationship with harry so badly it actually hurts my heart
username, if they ever break up my life will officially be over
username, I cried when she came on stage
username, best night of my life
harrystyles, we’ll always be each other’s inspiration x
yourinstagram, forever and ever x
username, Paris couldn’t come any sooner
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Random things, I felt like drawing, from random oc to existing oc to attempting an artist's style I love (I think their more popular handle is ground-lion) to kinger to Beyblade. I love Shiguru. I drew Tsuki later. I thought one bad line for his mouth was gonna mess him up and I'd have to cross it all but I did a big brain and turnt that line into his teeth by drawing his upper lip over it I feel so proud. Btw, his Beyblade scared me ngl, that things design looks so metal but straight outta hell too.
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Instagram perhaps take good pictures. As compared to my phone.
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ifitmeanslosingyouthenno · 4 months ago
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au in which nathaniel is married to riko part 2 (part 1)
(like 2 people asked for this but lmao thats good enough for me)
i had to think hard about this ngl, i kinda just like leaving my thoughts open ended like that, and i had a choice, to like, be nice to neil
here is the opposite of that <3
tw for domestic abuse, manipulation, suicide attempt
neil doesn't truly remember what happens next, he just knows he's in a hotel room and he's in pain and he can barely open his eyes and he can see riko is right there in the room and neil just wants to cry and scream and go back and he doesn't want to be here
and riko is right fucking there and he's threatening neil and he's just going on and on about how much trouble he's been, and how much trouble he's going to be when they get back to new york and how riko wont ever let him slip away like that again
and then riko just fucking... stops, stops shouting, stops pacing, stops spitting things at neil, and he just cries and tells neil how much he has missed him all these years and he apologizes and he holds neil close despite the pain, despite the wounds, and he promises to be better, he promises he will take care of neil
no, not of neil
of nathaniel
and nathaniel, exhausted and terrified and hopeless and in agony, can do nothing but whisper to riko to take him home, even if the words taste like venom, even if there's nothing he wants to do more than throw up, even if there are tears rolling down his cheeks and blood covering his skin
because this is all there is for him right? neil josten wasn't real, his hopes and his friends and his family and his- no, andrew is not his anymore, none of the foxes are
neil josten's life isn't nathaniels
it never was
bc neil josten didn't exist in the first place and he never should have existed
meanwhile back in seattle (and what neil doesn't know), andrew felt guilt of all things, at seeing the look of heartbreak in neils face, of hope and despair and loss, so he forces himself to stop off the road not even a kilometer later (don't ask me about miles i have no idea how those work) and he kinda just hits his steering wheel in a sprout of anger but he cant make himself to go back just yet, so he calls aaron
aaron kinda just yells at him lol, bc he's been worried about neil himself all morning and him and kate are dying bc they are scared and they just want to know how neil is doing, and like aaron just makes andrew go back for neil while aaron gets there
except neil is gone
obviously, bc wtf andrew its been like half an hour where you expecting him to be waiting for you?
and when he asks around well, the cashier just knows, ah yes the fidgety redhead kid? oh yeah some rich asian guy in a mercedes picked him up, yeah they looked close, the asian guy even hugged him and basically left clinging off the readhead, yeah sorry buddy, they left like half an hour ago, why tho? is he in some kind of trouble?
and andrew just, loses it
the next few days are a blur for andrew, he knows wymack pulls some strings and with the help of the foxes and his own money they manage to get the recorded tapes from the security camera at the gas station and its grainy as shit and
and why the fuck is riko moriyama hugging neil?
how does riko even know him?
it doesn't make any sense, why is riko kissing neil, andrew’s neil, like there's no tomorrow??
why is neil leaving with him??
and why the fuck is riko posting a picture on instagram, ready to fucking come out and announce that he has a husband??
and why is that husband neil??
except its not neil, except riko says his husband is nathaniel, and well would you look at that?? nathaniel is nothing but a fucking liar, who didnt tell him that he's with someone else, who didn't even tell him his fucking name
andrew loses himself a little after that, even if he convinces himself that he's fine, that he even ended things with him, that neil is living the happy rich life with the richest and most popular man in exy, good riddance
(but andrew can never forget, not only the good things about the relationship, no, what he can never forget is neil- nathaniel's flinches, the way he would curl up into himself when someone spoke too loud, the fear in his eyes whenever he messed up at something, the quiet sadness when they- when they started being something, andrew and neil, and he confessed that he was scared of things changing, and he confessed that it was scary to open up to someone, the again implicit in his shaky voice)
(andrew can never forget the rage when neil confessed he wasn't in the mood for sex most times, and the confusion when andrew said they didn't have to have sex when it was a no, the rage at neil's soft whispered "i can say no?")
andrew can never shake off the feeling that something is so fucking wrong, but he convinces himself to stay the fuck out of it, that its none of his fucking business, that nathaniel can live his life however he fucking wants to, andrew doesn't need him, he never has (he's always been a good liar)
months go by, in which riko posts pictures of his perfect life with his perfect husband, who doesn't have social media accounts of his own bc he likes his privacy (then why is riko sharing his pictures-)
months go by where andrew gets drunk beyond relief, but he needs to keep his pro career to pay aarons tuition so he sucks it up and does the bare fucking minimum while making sure he doesn't get fired
aaron can never truly shake off the worry, he and katelyn were the ones who saw him when he arrived, beat up and terrified and so dangerously hurt, and how hard it was for him to open up and start to accept good things, kind things
so he keeps up with them, with rikos pictures and videos and stories, trying to find proof that there's nothing wrong there, trying to find a way to convince himself that no, he's making it all up bc he himself was abused by somone he loved and trusted, and he's just proyecting
but neil is too quiet, all respectful smiles and wrapping arms around himself, always wearing baggy clothing and turtleneck shirts
the smile never reaches his eye
aaron just cant help but worry for him, bc he cant worry for andrew anymore, not he doesn't want to worry about himself, not when he's ready to pretend nothing happened and wants to keep going like neil didn't even exist
its aarons day off, and it's been 8 months since he's seen neil when he gets a call from an unknown number and he answers expecting to hear from a colleague or a resident or a med student on shift at the hospital
what he doesn't expect is ragged breathing from the other line
"hello? who is this?" he almost hangs up when all he gets is silence and that faint sound of breathing for a full minute, but before he can he hears a sob
"im so sorry, i didn't- i didn't know who to call"
aarons heart stops, bc its neil, holy shit its neil and he asks if neil is okay, he asks if neil is safe, he asks what's going on
neil remains silent again for too long, and his voice is barely a whisper "i will be soon"
his heart drops to his stomach, fear, no, absolute terror, engulfing him, "neil what did you do"
silence and then "he got me prescribed valium"
his heart is beating too fast too fast he's going to have a heart attack, "neil, neil i need you to tell me how many pills you took"
that for some reason brings out a small giggle, "i dont, i didn't count, i just, I just swallowed them all"
"neil i need you to call 911"
"i dont want to do that"
"neil, please please call 911"
"i just, im sorry i called you, i just didn't want to be alone, i- andrew didn't pick up the phone"
aaron can feel the tears on his face, "neil please, just call 911, I'll, tell me where you are and i can come get you okay? you dont, you dont have to do this"
he takes a beat too long to answer, and he does with a sob "i cant take this anymore aaron, i can't- i can't stand living with him anymore, he won't let me go any other way"
"neil i promise I can get you help, legal help, we can get you away from him, you would never have to see him again, you would be safe"
neil is still crying, "it didn't work before, it, nothing works, nothing- this will make it better"
aaron is starting to hyperventilate, "neil, please just..."
"can you, can you tell andrew i didn't mean to fuck it up? i couldn't- i couldn't marry him without getting a divorce and I couldn't- i didn't want himto find me"
"neil you can tell him yourself, lets just call 911"
his words are slurring, he sounds so tired, "thank you for being such a, such a good friend aaron"
he's too quiet on the other line, aaron is fucking terrified, god he's crying and panicking, god what does he do what does he do
he puts the phone on speaker and texts kate who's just out getting takeout and god he really needs her right fucking now
thankfully, he hears the car come in the driveway and he runs down the stairs to meet her
the call is still going, but neil hasn't said anything
"neil?? are you still there?? NEIL??"
by the time kate opens the door, he's telling her to call 911, they're able to locate calls right?? even if neil hasn't answered, the call is active, thats enough right??
"i have someone on the line who i think is attempting suicide, i- i dont know where he is, and he isn't answering, but the call is still going"
its enough
"an ambulance is on its way, do you have any idea of what happened?"
"i think he overdosed on diazepam"
"you did great by calling us"
they can do nothing but sit in silence, call ongoing in aaron's phone, holding each other as they both cry and pray to a god aaron barely believes in that the ambulance gets there in time
he can't even read how much time has passed on the phone, when he's suddenly aware of noise on the other end of the line, what sounds like a door breaking, and then chaos
he can't distinguish what's happening, he doesn't know if they got there in time or not
"hello?? is someone there??"
"YES, yes is he alive? is he...?"
"he's alive, just barely, we gave him an antidote to reverse the effects and he's breathing, you did a great job sir"
"can you tell me where you're taking him? im in seattle but i will book a flight as soon as i can"
they tell him the name of the hospital, they tell him he will probably be there for a few days under suicide watch
before the paramedic ends the call he makes himself say, "can you make sure his husband doesn't see him? he's, he abuses my friend, he's the reason he took those pills"
the paramedic takes a deep breath, "can you tell me his name? the husband's?"
his voice trembles, "riko moriyama"
"i will personally make sure he doesn't have access to him"
"thank you"
the phone disconnects at last and through the tears, the first thing aaron does is book two flights for new york
one for him and one for katelyn
he hesitates, before rubbing his eyes free of tears and realizing andrew is in a game
he books a third ticket leaving a few hours later than his and kate's, grabs a bag and they're out the door in less than 5 minutes
he can do nothing to leave a voicemail for Andrew's phone, that he knows will destroy him and give kevin a headsup too, bc he might not be much, but he's all the support andrew is gonna have at the time
he prays to the god he's believing in a little bit more than he did an hour ago, and asks nothing more than for neil to be okay when they get to new york
did not mean for this to become longer than 2 parts oop
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tinyidle · 2 years ago
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Okay I need somebody to hop on this idea. 🙏 Hongjoong being in the studio late and you coming to visit him. The second I saw this photo I imagined his gf going to his studio and he kisses her like that. The kiss starts being cute and ends up in full on making out session, and they end up on the couch. From fluff to full on smut. I'm on my knees for this man. 🧎‍♀️ I would write something about this but it's been a long time and I'm scared. 😅 If somebody writes something please tag me. 🙏
if you haven't, read @mi-to-the-a's fic on this idea. this is my interpretation for the idea.
After Hours - KHJ
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you got a ping from your instagram. a notification from ateez_official; great. you look at the post pings, and-- lo and behold, it was your boyfriend in the studio. he told you earlier that he would be late once again there, so as per usual, you waited until 2 am for him to send you a text message of him coming to your house so you could spend the rest of the night with him. seeing these pics, however, you knew that tonight would be a longer night than usual. you decided to pack up as many small items you could before heading to your car and driving to the studio.
showing your designated ID to security and once again ID'ing yourself at the front desk, you quietly opened the door to a concentarated and half sleepy kim hongjoong. he looked very focused on getting a certain chord right, repeating a random rhyme scheme multiple times and recording his voice over it before deciding to put the vocal jumble into actual words for a potential demo.
he turned around a bit to get his nearly cold coffee on the nearby coffee table when he saw you, slightly startling him a bit before smiling up at you and motioning you to come near his swivel chair. "hey, baby," he greeted you, kissing your cheek when you sat on his lap. "what are you doing here, after hours?"
"well," you began to respond as you played with his already disheveled hair from the constant focus-targeted tugging," i saw that you posted what you were up to and decided to pay you an early visit before you came home." you gave him small yet passionate pecks of genuine affection that equated to 'i miss you so much that i refuse to fall asleep alone at 2 am'.
hongjoong's smile grew into a small smirk. he loved whenever you came late into the studio. of course, he never made you do it or coerce you, but being the wonderful girlfriend you are, you couldn't fathom purposefully knowing that your boyfriend has some stress that he needed to release. he knew that, and loved that caring nature about you; just as much as you did with him.
and tonight was no different. "thank you for always being a big part of why im always at peace," he gratefully said to you, kissing an exposed part of your neck after you two shared some kisses with each other. the same part he knows can turn you on in seconds, especially when it came to him. "can i give you what you give me every time i feel burdened?" throughtout his request hongjoong kept kissing all over your neck while running his hands over your clothed thigh as the other rested comfortably on his lap.
you were now breathing heavily, letting out small whimpers as hongjoong lightly bit the same part of your neck that triggers your intense want for him. you could feel how constricted his sweats were getting on his pelvic area right against your ass, and he could feel your skin heating up-- an all too-well sign of you being wet for him.
now with one of his hands now coming up to the sides of your neck while the other gets a good grip on your hip, hongjoong slowly grinds your comfy yet compressed bottoms onto each other. by now your panties and leggings have soaked through and can now be felt onto your boyfriend's obvious bulge. "well?" hongjoong asked, snapping you out of your trance as he too was breathing heavier than usual. "can i, love?"
nodding while doing your best to take off what you could without getting off your boyfriend's lap, you confirmed. "please show me how at ease i make you. please joongie."
with a simple groan, hongjoong took off his shirt to match with your now topless figure, and did his best to pull down his sweats along with your bottoms without pulling you off of him. when his erection was in full view, you sank down to your knees, leaving his once warm lap now into an annoying cool sensation.
as the man hissed and was about to ask you to get back on, his complaints were quickly replaced with a satisfied moan as you sank your mouth onto his length. "oh my go-" he groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as you worked him up to moistness. even thought you told him that he can treat you, you just couldn't help but want to treat him. he is such an amazing leader, producer, rapper, singer, songwriter, friend, boyfriend; you just couldn't want to spoil him before he spoils you.
just when you were about to attempt to deepthroat him, he stopped you. you pouted at him as he chuckled and wiped away some of the drool that trailed on your chin from how wet you made his length. "you know how much i like when you blow me," he thanked you, to which you smiled like you were being congratulated for passing an important exam. "but i want to treat you. so get up on me," he demanded, hand on his soaked shaft while you got up and hovered over him with your equally soaked center.
"ready?" hongjoong asked you as he held himself up for you. it was always so endearing to you that he always asked, even though he knew both of you wanted and were ready for this. a selfless man who needs to be spoiled, you think.
gathering your thoughts so that you don't keep the man waiting, you answer, "yes. fill me up, joongie." your boyfriend nodded as he helped ease you down on his length. it was always a challenge for him to fit you, but you always made it work through his reassuring words. once you sat completely on his lap again, you allowed yourself to throb, elliciting a moan from both of you.
"fuck, baby," hongjoong groaned, holding your hips as you grinded them along him. he was feeling a bit too sentimental today and does not want to finish too soon. he lifted himself up from the chair, carrying you with him as you squeal from the sudden movement, and rest you back on the rather huge couch behind the small coffee table. "i have to fuck you like this. i don't want to cum too early."
"okay, joong- uhh fu-" just when you were about to reassure him that you dont mind and that he could do whatever he wanted, he went on a moderate yet deep pace. it only took a couple strokes and you could feel everything: his cock deep within your walls, the small bump of his head nudging your pelvic floor to where you could see him in your stomach, and your cunt stretching wide open every time your boyfriend thrust forward. needless to say, you were dangerously close.
hongjoong could tell by the way you could barely speak and had your mouth open as small groans and whines left your needy mouth. leaning down to give it a kiss, he started to encourage you while his thumb went down to rub your aching clit, causing you to jolt. "come on, baby. focus on how good you feel and how bad you want to let go. do it for me, cum for me."
you found your voice again after the encouragers and moaned aloud, "oh fuck, joongie im cumming!" you held onto your boyfriend arms as tightly as your orgasm rolled over you like a mighty wave, almost blinding you of your sense of self while your back arched off the couch.
your boyfriend was there to ride you through it, all while casually chasing his own release. "shh shh, i got you," he guided your body down the waves of your high as he pressed himself to you, spilling inside of you without you feeling anything short of satisfaction.
once both of you calmed down your storm of emotions and pleasure, what was left behind was a comforting stillness.
you lay beside each other, your skin sticky with sweat, your breathing finally slowing to a steady rhythm. hongjoong's fingers found yours, intertwining them with his as he pressed a tender kiss to your now darkened lips.
"i love you," he whispered, his voice a gentle lullaby similar to that of his music.
"i love you too," you replied, your words a soft melody in the aftermath of passion.
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imagine not being down bad for this man-
anyway, hope you liked it!
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thin--white--duke · 10 days ago
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A butch asked for my instagram yesterday.
Because I'm a fool and I cannot tell when people are flirting and she phrased it as "Oh you draw? Do you have your art on insta?" and I was like yeah on my personal instagram!
Well yeah she sent me a message asking me on a date. I am a fool. She is really hot though and I doubt I'm gonna get any bussy from my manager (and I'm a whore) so I guess I shall be giving her a shot.
Still plan on spending my life with Maverick & Nue long term, but I've always had a little fondness for short term flings. (Also, date to marry people fucking scare me ngl)
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larissalover3 · 1 year ago
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over and over again
author note: i’m ngl, this is my first fic thst i’ve ever written so pls don’t come for me. i also may have wrote this on my school ipad and didn’t want to get flagged to it’s not exactly sexual or anything. but if you have any requests, just message me. if they’re closed… lemme look at my requests for a moment. but that’s all
warnings: choking, fluff, mentions of crying, mean mommy larissa (for 5 seconds), dom/sub ig idk? jealous larissa
        Cold was the night. You were sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, shivering as if you couldn’t feel the roaring flame on your face. You were wrapped in your heated blanket as you scrolled on instagram. Only seeing your wife, Larissa’s, photos, due to the fact that she was extremely jealous. If she were to see that you were on another woman’s instagram, she would tell you to unfollow them. And you would, given the fact that Larissa was always the dominant one between the two of you. It was worse when she was at work. If she saw that you had liked a girl's post that wasn’t her own, she would immediately text you. Sometimes you may have done it on purpose, just to see how mad she would get. You loved how she looked when she was angry with you. But you would never admit it. She was like a mama duck. And you would always be her little duckling, following her every demand she would throw at you. You loved Larissa with your whole entire heart, and yes, of course you loved that she cared about you and wanted you all to herself. But sometimes she let her jealousy get in the way of other things. Like the time that you smiled at a girl while you were on a date with Larissa at the promenade. Like you would every Friday. You guys were walking to dinner when you saw the woman. She smiled at you, so you smiled back. Larissa, of course, saw you since she wasn’t taking her eyes off of you. She gently squeezed your hand, letting you know to stop before she were to say something she would regret. You never disobeyed her. To be honest, you were scared of her. Thinking back to the time when you guys were working together at Nevermore Academy. At the time, you were the school's only choir teacher. And of course, there were a handful of students who joined the choir. You were standing up in the center of the classroom, conducting the students while they were singing a winter hymnal. About 30 seconds into the song, you hear the familiar clicking of her heels. Although the students were loud and you were right in front of them, those clacks which drowned out any noise from a mile away were heard. Your students finished their song and you let out a low breath, which frankly, you didn’t know you were holding. As Larissa started clapping, you turned around and saw the familiar, beautiful face. All of the students' faces lit up when they saw the principal. A few even went to give her a hug, which you both responded with a smile on your faces.
“Darling, can you come to my office for a minute? I’ll have Ms. Brinks look after your students while you’re gone.” Larissa said with an innocent smile on her face.
“I’m sorry Lariss- Ms. Weems but I'm afraid I can’t.” You said, slightly scared for your life. You informed her that the students really needed to practice for the concert that was occurring that night. Before you knew it, she was whipping her phone out of her pocket, and calling a teacher to come and watch your students.
“There. Now you have no reason not to come to my office. It’ll only take a few moments, students.” As she told your students, smiling. She then grabbed your arm and you felt as though she was dragging you through the hallway. 
“Slow down Larissa, I’m nearly tripping over my own feet.” You choked out, laughing.
“You will call me Ms. Weems at school. Now be quiet. I don’t want you to distract anyone in class.” She almost shouted at you. You were more scared than you were before. She had never talked to you that way before. She was walking quite fast. That was mostly because she was standing tall at 6 foot and 3 inches. She was a whole foot taller than you. You picked up your pace, practically jogging. Once you finally made it to her office, she sat you down in a chair that was in front of her desk. She rounded her desk sitting on the side of it. 
“Darling, why did you say no the first time I asked you to come with me” Larissa cooed out.
“I already told you, I had students to take care of.” You said, looking at the ground.
“Don’t. You. Dare. Use that tone with me, young lady. And look at me when I am speaking to you.” Larissa almost shouted that last sentence out. Embarrassed, and also worried, you refused to look at her. Without saying a word she grabbed your chin with her pale hands. Her long fingers squeezing your cheeks gently. It hurt. It really did. You didn’t want to upset her anymore by saying something but it just squeaked out. 
“Ouch!” You said, immediately looking away from her, even though her hand was holding your face in place. You were too scared to look her in the eyes. She looked at you like you were crazy. You looked back at her, and she was staring you dead in the eyes. Like she was penetrating you with lasers that came from her own blue sets. 
“Make another noise, and ill make sure your crying and begging to leave.” Larissa said in a stern tone. You knew you were done for. But still you sat there a made the smallest whimper when her hand slid down to your throat. She started squeezing. And you thought that was it. You were going to die right there in her office. But then suddenly, she came close to you and whispered something to you. Barely audible if there was anyone else around.
“I want you y/n. You have no idea how much i love you. I wish I could wake up every morning next to you. I hope you feel the same.” Larissa said, slightly nervous.
“I love you too Larissa.” You said before you could even comprehend what you had just said. Now back to the present day. The fire is booming now, and you feel warm enough so you go to your room and lie down. You hear the garage opening but ignore it. Once again, you hear her heels clicking against the hardwood floors. She came into your room, somehow knowing what room you were in. She discarded her coat and heels. As she let down her headache causing updo, as she did everyday. You felt the bed dip down when she bent over it to give you a long, passionate kiss to your soft, touch starved lips. She whispered sweet nothings into your ear and kissed you down your temple. She was in the crook of your neck when you flipped her over in the bed, switching spots with her. Now you were the one all of her. You needed her. This is what you had been missing all day.
“How was your day my love?” You asked her with compassion in your eyes.
“It was good darling. How was your day amor?” She responded with the same look in her blue pair.
“Better now that I’m with you.” You said smiling, but also visibly cringing at yourself. She couldn’t help but control her laughter. Which then caused you to start laughing along with her until you two were syncing. She then went to the bathroom and changed into her bed clothes. Walking out, she was wearing a black satin dress with lace at the top of the chest area. It fell just above her knees. Seeing her sweet porcelain skin made your mouth go dry. As she was walking to look in the mirror, brushing her hair, she made sure to sway her hips a little bit. Just to tease you. And she did it on purpose. But you already knew that much. She watched as her lips curled into a smile. She sat her brush down on her night stand and she slipped under the covers, with her body touching yours. This was the type of warmth you had been looking for, which you couldn’t get from the fireplace. She hugged you tightly while she ran her fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp. You and Larissa eventually fell asleep, holding each other. When you woke up, she was already looking at you with a slight smirk on her face. She looked beautiful all the time, but it was times like these that made you think how lucky you were. Getting to wake up with her every morning and seeing her in her early morning state. With her hair in her face, eyes puffy, drool all over the face. You had fallen in love with her over and over again.
(a/n: i realize the end is super rushed but i have been asked to make a part two so i will be making one very soon (:)
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waterparksdrama · 5 months ago
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Sorry this is a long one, but I wanted to get all of my thoughts out there, and this is probably the best place where I can do it anonymously and won't get HOUNDED for it.
I'm ngl I'm a little concerned for the longevity of Waterparks going forwards. Even back when they switched from Hopeless to 300ent I was worried bc (from what we know) Hopeless have probably been the most helpful and nicest when it came to what parx did both under them and also after they left (I'm mostly talking abt how Fandom was promoted, the sold out shows, Fandom live, and the Turbulent and IMHS single cd's that were sold, like, last month).
I remember that there was a lot of mix ups/overselling (I think) of the different varients of the GH cd's, when those happened, so I can see why they left. But the fact that they were able to make GH2024 means they're still on good terms with 300ent (unlike EVR with Ent19 and DD19)
Even with FBR, that label is (from what I can tell) the ideal record lable to be signed to, for a band LIKE Waterparks. Which was why I was so shocked when they left it. I mean, I can understand if it's bc they wanted to cancel IP2 but FBR still wanted them to release it, but I can't think of any other reason why.
(I keep saying "they" as in the band, but I also feel like Awsten is making a lot of the decisions idk).
And now that they're also not under MDDN managment, I'm a little scared. Because, yes whilst it's good that parx are completely independent and they can do what they want, they're also gonna be limited in those things (mostly due to monitary reasons and connections I think).
Also this is also gonna sound a little selfish, but I'm worried that when they tour next, it'll only be in the states. I'm in the UK, which always has a decent amount of shows anyways (except last tour when they didn't actually come to my city even tho it's one of the major ones and they usually do), but I have a feeling they won't be coming back here, or performing ANYWHERE outside of the USA, for the next album cycle.
(also I meant to write this when the news of them breaking from MDDN came out, but I forgot and then apparently today a bunch of songs off Fandom have been removed from usage on instagram so that got me even more concerned).
i mean parx was never gonna last long especially at this point where they're approaching their mid 30s and even if hopeless was good to them, awsten wanted bigger things outside the pop punk bubble that literally no one else wanted to give them because they don't fit into the mainstream consciousness either whether it's for awsten's sponsor unfriendly social media presence or the fact that parx's music has become so stale either because awsten keeps vying for that mainstream #relatability or that zakk cervini does not know what to do anymore with them that he hasn't already done with other artists.
and parx was always bound to leave fbr. that's like a death sentence to sign there nowadays and even awsten didn't look all too thrilled when he was there signing the contract anyways. i don't think fbr wanted to cancel ip2 necessarily i feel like they wanted another album that wasn't just a double album extension when they already dragged out the single releases in the first place and would just release different versions of singles again is uh. not a good idea in general and once parx left even though they already released their first single via fbr, it was never going to end pretty unless they struck up some sort of agreement (and that was literally never going to happen)
and as for touring i do suspect they'll have to downsize how much they can tour (if the state of their merch and zero management is anything to go by), but they'll probably still be available for shorter events like festivals and stuff because to my understanding they got booking agents and no managers so either awsten is gonna go completely diy starting from scratch or he's gonna find someone probably more evil to manage (most of) what he can't carry - iz
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