#it wasn't quiet en romantic at the end

[azfellco]

Me right now

[everlastingdream]

part 1 - part 2

"It's not your fault, Enid, and there is nothing that can be done about it. It's just the way thing are. Goody did tell me I'm destined to be alone".

"I'm- I'm so sorry, Wednesday" Enid couldn't help but whisper, not daring to look into dark eyes. "If only I..."

"If only you nothing, mi corazón", Wednesday interrupted firmly. "It wasn't your choice to begin with, and it's not something you did. Besides, even if you had a say in it, why would you choose an Addams? Even more, me?"

Enid's head snapped up. She felt her fur appearing at the back of her neck and standing up, while quiet growling started deep in her chest.

"What do you-? How are you even-? Gods, Wednesday, I never wanted to strangle you more than now!" Enid decided to ignore how Wednesday gulped, because she didn't look scared at all and Enid was too mad right now to unpack it. Her claws went deep into the wood of the bench.

"Why wouldn't I?! You are the most intelligent, cool, scary, capable, caring and beautiful person I know! I would be so lucky to- wait, I am so lucky and honored to have you as my soulmate so don't ever say something so, so... so stupid to me again!"

She ended her speech (which with every passing second became more embarrassing but no less true) right into Wednesday's shocked face. With widely open eyes she looked very cute right now.

Enid felt metal taste, only now noticing that her fangs came out too and torn a side of her bottom lip.

Wednesday slowly brought her hand to the place where a drop of blood was about to fall. But instead of wiping it, she smudged it more, shivering just a bit when Enid's breath grazed her finger.

"Eres muy hermosa en este momento", Wednesday breathed out with almost dazed look in her eyes, before catching herself.

Enid caught her retrieving hand, pressing it to her cheek, nuzzling a bit, absentmindedly searching her wrist for the scent gland she knew Wednesday as a human couldn't have.

"Enid, I would prefer to finish my book, before dying. Can you let me go?"

"No can do", now almost halfway to wolfing out, Enid didn't bother trying to understand where her sudden obsession came from. "You see, my soulmate was thinking badly about herself, I should reassure her".

She found a spot where scent was stronger and bit there.

"I was just objectively speaking- mhn", Enid bit harder into small wrist, following with sharp eyes, how Wednesday blocked her mouth with her other hand.

You see, if not for the full moon aproaching and pouring hormones into her blood, perhaps Enid wouldn't have almost transformed from sheer irritation. Maybe she would silently listen to the story only to confide herself in the room to think and overthink things, hurting Wednesday and herself.

"Say, Wens, how can someone check if they're an Addams' soulmate?" Wednesday glared at her, even if she still didn't take her hand back. Something primal in Enid preened at it. Wednesday was clearly starting to be mad, but she seemed almost helpless to resist her soulmates attention, even though she sure could.

"As I said, they can't be truly happy with another romantic partner", Wednsday tucked a strand of raven hair behind her ear in frustration, even her cheeks were not their usual deadly white. Her hair was longer now than when they were at their first meeting three years ago. And now she started to wear it loose at home more often, despite not liking being the split image of her mother.

"Go on".

"They are immediately attracted to their respective Addams and wants to be closer to them despite everything".

"Interesting", even if Enid was listening attentively, but the image of Wednesday squirming because she soothed her bite with the tongue, was starting to make her head feel hazy.

"They are- mhn, feel the urge to protect their soulmate at all cost. And the most important, after they meet their Addams they become unable to have any romantic contact with other people".

Enid froze right before biting a second time a little higher. Her fangs and claws rectracted.

"Have you finally came to your senses? Honestly, have you just wanted to tease me? I'm a bit disappointed, to be honest. Even if the full moon not far. You knew, I wouldn't joke about that and it will be painful when we retu-"

Enid just sat there dumbfounded. Did Wednsday not know? Has she had no idea?

So when she kept accidentally extend her claws when kissing Ajax, it wasn't just nerves. And when she felt the urge to get Wednesday near and safe and looking at her, it wasn't just friendship. And when she went into the woods not wolved out to protect her, it wasn't just loyalty.

Enid started to giggle. It explained so much! And if Wednesday wasn't so pessimistic all this time and explained, everything would've been different.

"Enid? Are you alright?" See, even if Wednesday seemed cold, she was caring. "Have your hormones gone to your head?"

"You are silly", Enid managed between laughter.

"Mi amor, are you okay?" Wednesday started to sound worried, bending over to Enid, who was maniacally giggling on the ground.

"I'm not. I found my soulmate, realized I've been in love with her for three years, and learned that my soulmate wanted a gruesome death so much she forgot to ask me if I love her. Isn't it a bit silly?"

Wednesday almost toppled over, and Enid tugged her stupid, stubborn, the most perfect soulmate into her arms.

"Hi, I'm Enid", she said, smiling in bewildered dark eyes, that slowly started to soften with tears and soul-crashing relief. "I think you are gorgeous inside and out and many other things I'll tell you throughout our whole lives. I've loved you since I saw you, and I'm really glad you love me too".

Someday Wednesday will make her swear she won't tell a soul that her soulmate cried.

Someday Enid will scold her for keeping all to herself, while kissing all over her tear-soaked face.

Someday they'll tell everyone to the chorus of "well dah".

But now there is just one thing that is more important than anything.

It is to sniffle a little because Enid is not made from stone and there is her love in her arms.

"I'm your soulmate!"

[whyiseverynametakenpls]

I like you

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Genre : fluff

Tw : none

Pairing : Ivan x Till (romantic)

Characters : Ivan, Till, Sua and Mizi

Story : Please don't like someone else

Info : Actor au, I know it's ooc 😔 but copium guys

"And cut! Great work, everyone. That's a wrap for today. You can all head to your dressing rooms to change, except for you, Till. Someone's looking for you," the director announced, gesturing towards the door before shifting his attention elsewhere. Till, already en route to the dressing room with the others, nodded and bid his farewells before swiftly making his way towards the door.

As the cast dispersed, Ivan paused and glanced towards the door Till had just exited. "You okay, Ivan?" Sua inquired, her head cocked to the side. "Oh, yeah, just fine," Ivan replied, shaking his head slightly before resuming his journey to the dressing room. "Hmm," Sua murmured skeptically as she followed suit, her thoughts lingering on Ivan's behavior.

Moments later, as Sua reached for her dressing room door handle, she hesitated. "There's no way... Right?" she muttered with a wry smile, attempting to dispel any strange thoughts before confirming them.

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"Ivan? What are you-?" Sua's question was cut off by Ivan himself, his hand that was on the wall now Infront of her mouth forcing it to close. Sua let out a muffled hum before sending Ivan a confused look, asking him why he was leaning on the wall that way. Ivan only shook his head as he slowly put down the hand that was covering sua's mouth. Ivan gestured to look beside the wall, towards the corridor.

Sua, who was confused only nodded her head and took a peek at what Ivan was looking at before. Sua's eyes widened as she finally saw what Ivan had been watching the whole time. In the end of the corridor stood till and mizi talking. Sua let out a confused hum, trying her best to keep it low. Ivan only put his hands together, hoping sua would take the hint and just wait until he explains. Sua understood his plead and nodded, albeit a little hesitant.

"I like..." As till spoke those words, Ivan froze, he wasn't sure what to do now. He immediately sprinted to his changing room, slamming the door in the process. Sua chased after Ivan, no longer listening to both Mizi and Till. As sua entered Ivan's room, she could see Ivan sitting in the corner of the room, facing the wall.

Sua slowly closed the door and walked towards Ivan, her steps soft as to not startle Ivan. As she got closer and closer to him, she outstretched her hand and put it on Ivan's back, hoping that it could help him calm down a little. "Ivan... You like till, don't you?" As sua's words reached Ivan's ear, he flinched a little, scared of Sua's reaction.

Seeing that Sua hasn't moved, he slowly nodded. Sua sighed and sat down beside Ivan. "I'm not going to tell you to move on or anything, but I will tell you that there isn't much use of holding onto him like this." Sua shook her head. Ivan, who was hunched over the whole time slowly sat up properly and leaned on sua, clinging to the hope that she would provide some sort of comfort for him, which she did.

Sua's arm wrapped around Ivan's, bringing him closer to herself as she hugged him. "It's okay, let it all out." Sua said as Ivan's body started to shake, his eyes watering and tears started falling. "I don't know what to do..." Ivan said in-between sobs, it was clear how much he loved till.

Sua could only hold him, providing him what she hoped to be comfort as he cried.

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As Ivan's tears subsided, Sua remained by his side, offering her silent support.

After a few moments of quiet comfort, Ivan finally spoke, his voice hoarse with emotion. "What do I do, Sua? I can't just ignore how I feel about Till."

Sua sighed, her brow furrowing with concern. "I know, Ivan. But sometimes, things don't always work out the way we want them to." Ivan nodded, understanding Sua's words, but unable to shake the ache in his heart. "But what if Till feels the same way? What if I'm just giving up without even trying?"

Sua reached out and gently wiped away the remaining tears from Ivan's cheeks. "Ivan, you have to be prepared for the possibility that Till may not feel the same way. And even if he does, it might not be enough to change the situation." Ivan's shoulders slumped as he absorbed Sua's words. The reality of the situation weighed heavily on him, but he knew that Sua was right.

"I don't want to lose him, Sua," Ivan whispered, his voice filled with anguish.

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As more and more weeks passed, Ivan found himself caught in a whirlwind of uncertainty, despite his efforts to confront his feelings for till, Sua's sudden busyness became a barrier, throwing away any attempts at reconciliation. Each time Ivan asked sua to accompany him somewhere, Sua's schedule seemed to fill up with endless activities, leaving little to no room for anything really.

It was as if the universe was conspiring to keep them apart, prolonging Ivan's anguish with each passing day.

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"Hey let's go to a restaurant nearby, I have some time" As those words left sua's mouth, Ivan immediately brightened up, his face basically beaming. It had been so long since Ivan had someone to talk to about anything, and he was glad that sua finally had the time to talk with him.

As they entered the restaurant, Ivan's senses were immediately on high alert. The silence and emptiness of the place sent shivers up his spine. Yet, he pushed aside his feelings and sat down, not wanting to waste this chance to talk with Sua.

"I'm sorry for being so busy this last month..." Sua mumbled, guilt laced in her words. "Nono, it's okay, you're an actress, I can't just expect you to have a lot of time." Ivan shook his hands, simply happy that sua finally had time to spend.

Suddenly, Mizi burst into the restaurant, her urgency clear as she beckoned Sua outside for a talk. "Sua, we need to talk, now." Mizi spoke as sua stared at her. "Oh... Uhm I'm sorry, Ivan, I'm going to talk with her for a little, wait for me, yeah?" Sua said apologetically as she walked out of the restaurant, disappearing into the night with Mizi.

Alone once more, Ivan's heart pounded in his chest as he braced himself for what was to come. And then, in a moment that seemed to freeze time itself, Till appeared in the doorway, his presence electrifying the air.

"I like you, Ivan," Till confessed, his words echoing through the room as he pushed a bouquet of flowers Infront of Ivan, hoping he would take it. "I've always liked you, ever since that time we met when we were kids."

Ivan's world basically tilted on its axis as he felt till's words wash over him. Ivan could feel his eyes start to water and blur. Tears welled into Ivan's eyes as he crossed the distance between them, pulling till into a tight embrace.

As they hugged, the door burst open, revealing both Mizi and Sua holding poppers and a sign, saying congratulations to both of them. Seeing this, Ivan immediately had this big smile on his face as he faced till. "I love you, till" he said with a hushed voice before he went for another hug.

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[fcllederage-moved]

DRAG RACE FRANCE PROMPTS prompts from season 1 translated from FR to EN

"I think when she started drag, I was just born, right?"

"My mom always told me not to play with fire, but mom, I am the fire."

"En français, s'il vous plait."

"I just one day realized that this body is unique and I know how to make it artistic."

"I do it because it's freeing for me and maybe someone in the audience is gonna be like "oh okay, I can do it too"."

"Drag saved my life because I was already very, very depressed."

"It's lacking a few naked boys, in here."

"When I told my mom, she was peeling carrots and it took me, like, fifteen minutes to tell her. I was shaking and I said "I'm gay" and she just put her knife down and said "I've known since you were four"."

"Coming out of the closet can be problematic although it doesn't change who we are."

"The child you raised is the same before and after coming out."

"I will never understand the concept of coming out because you have to explain your sexuality to... the world?"

"I'm neither a man nor a woman but I'm also not non-binary, and that the only reference I have is myself."

"Baguette ? Oui, oui ! Baguette !"

"Let's be proud of who we are, because we're fabulous and, above all, we're legit."

"My biggest fear is to disappoint."

"I don't have the strength to talk, right now."

"No shade, it's true."

"Thank God for drag, otherwise you'd spend your life behind the cameras..."

"You have drag in your blood... It's a shame there's a bad circulation..."

"Once the library is open, nobody is safe."

"How did I come in? Just like you, from behind."

"I love homosexuals! They're so romantic!"

"What was the question? Where are we?"

"And the winner is... No one! Because everything was fake and life is a lie!"

"Someone here is very quiet... are you okay?"

"My mom always told me: you're gonna take hits, but you're also gonna give them back."

"I've felt really lonely but after talking about it with the girls, I realized it's something I'd brought upon myself."

"Being here is like an emotional time bomb."

"You're so cringe I can't even look at you."

"I knew you were mine!"

"When I talk to gay friends around me, they're all very careful and stay protected. But when I talk to straight friends, they always talk about how they had unprotected sex, I mean yeah okay, but we're not the only ones who have this responsibility."

"More people need to find the courage to talk about how being undetectable means being untransmissible."

"She's sexy, she's arrogant, she's queer, she's fem, she's strong."

"What an amazing artist you are."

"It's not the end for you. It's clearly just the beginning."

"You are officially bad people."

"I'm not made to only do one thing."

"People think we do drag because it's our passion, and it's true, but it also leads to that idea of we don't have to be paid. They'll offer us a drink and we should be happy."

"For ordinary people, a drag queen is just a man dressing like a woman."

"I am haute couture, my friends!"

"When it shows body, I say yes!"

"We're queer, we're drag queens. We've been gay kids in school. We've all, one day, been this person who wasn't chosen in a group, or who is designated as the one who should be excluded."

"You brought us love, poetry, your passion and I can't wait to see the rest."

"I'm proud to say she's my sister now."

"I have no idea what I was doing."

"You gave it your all."

"There are living people who are interesting too, you know that, right?"

"We are ready to rise from our ashes. We are phoenix, we are muses, we are warriors."

"No, after three hours of makeup, it's your sister, not your brother anymore."

"I feel like a duck on skis."

"I always feel like someone is going to realize I'm a fraud."

"The stage is my entire life and I could never do anything else."

[siriuslychessi]

I posted 944 times in 2022

That's 469 more posts than 2021!

18 posts created (2%)

926 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@galahadwilder

@actuallyyangxiaolong

@shehatedhimnahshedidnt

@lupinatic

@whereintheworldiskamalakhan

I tagged 50 of my posts in 2022

#blackinnon - 15 posts

#sirius black - 13 posts

#marlene mckinnon - 12 posts

#padfoot - 11 posts

#blackinnonfest2022 - 7 posts

#meme - 7 posts

#jily - 6 posts

#writing - 5 posts

#fanart - 4 posts

#potterverse - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 65 characters

#you can ship whatever and multiple ships with the same characters

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Soulmate - Sirius/James/Lily !!!

I'm glad to see someone enthusiastic lol

"Git" the word appeared on his side, bold big, it even had a shadow on it, and he wasn't sure why was that.

Git was a fairly common word that anyone could call him at any given moment for any given reason, and James Potter had received a very few gits in his life, earned and not, but they never seem too romantic towards him, nor he felt anything special towards the person uttering those words.

You would think the universe would choose a better word to recognise your soulmate by, other than git, wouldn't you?

6 notes - Posted March 10, 2022

#4

First Sentence Game

Thanks for the tag @blitheringmcgonagall

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns.

Favorite Line: You know that line that they feed you about couples, the one that says the first kiss is always the perfect kiss?

Frustration (Potterverse, Jily)

Snow always made things quiet and gorgeous at Hogwarts, at least outside of the castle.

The Dare (Potterverse, Jily)

It started with a party, didn’t all great things start like that?

07 AU Everybody Lives (Potterverse, Jilytober)

Summer, a flickering season that started okay; with the sun shining through the clouds and always ended with shirts soaked in sweat and the promise of a recurrent sunburn if you forgot to apply sunscreen.

06 Dancing (Potterverse, Jilytober)

There were so many pictures around the house that he usually didn’t remember when they were taken, or what exactly was the point of his having one photo on the small Christmas tree.

05 Lily finding about Remus/Animagi (Potterverse, Jilytober)

Blood, blood everywhere, that’s how the morning after the full moon had found James and his friends.

04 Forced proximity (Potterverse, Jilytober)

It wasn't his plan, this wasn't his plan.

03 Sneaking out after hours (Potterverse, Jilytober)

James found a way to sneak the Cloak from home for his seventh year.

02 Head Boy/Head Girl Fight (Potterverse, Jilytober)

James Potter was a teen boy, a man in wizard years, and to anyone that new James Potter they would say his biggest trait was that he was fun to be around.

01 First Kiss (Potterverse, Jilytober)

You know that line that they feed you about couples, the one that says the first kiss is always the perfect kiss?

Más de una década (Potterverse, Sirius and Remus friendship, Spanish)

Doce años, nueve meses, tres semanas y cuatro días era el tiempo exacto en el que a Sirius se le ocurrió por última vez pisar esa casa.

Risas (Potterverse,Mary MacDonald, Spanish)

Cuando la guerra llegó a la vida de Mary ella no supo muy bien cómo reaccionar.

Salvation & Damnation (PJO)

The streets of Los Angeles weren’t riddled with homeless people,

We Are all Flawed (Potterverse)

Horace Slughorn was a man of refined taste;

See the full post

6 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#3

WIP Game

Tagged by @annabtg

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

Robin Hood – Jily – AU

Percy Jackson – Saint Seiya – AU

Goong - Marauders/Jily/Blackinnon AU

Coffee Princes - Blackinnon/Jily AU

The Prank – HTGAW style - Marauders

Doctor - Teacher - Jily

Soulmate - Sirius/James/Lily

Last Christmas AU - Jily

Tedromeda - Persephone’s myth

10 things I hate about you - Blackinnon

Kimi no na wa AU - Jily

Fruit Basket AU - Marauders

Bake Off AU - Jily

Cursed Smutt - Blackinnon

First Kiss - Jily (challenge)

1st War - Jily (challenge)

Tagging: @siriusuntiltheveryend @midnightelite @blitheringmcgonagall @matrixaffiliate and anyone else that wants to join.

8 notes - Posted March 10, 2022

#2

I’m not ready for my jily mutual to all turn into wolfstar, my Blackinnon ass is not doing its work 😂

12 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

James Potter parents' names

I don't know why this topic has been going around lately, we were talking in various groups about the change of names of Harry's grandparents, and the fandom just going with the flow. How much is fandom accepted and how much is actually canon? is the general questions so I thought that maybe some of you would be interested in a little fandom history.

If you are not, it's fine, you can skip this post. (I'll even put it under read more)

I don't want to make a big long post so here is the brief story, as best as I can put it. Ever since PoA being published in 1999 there had been stories about the Marauders, their relationship with Harry Potter, and a bunch of other things that we came to know as fanon.

However, from 1999 until 2006, we didn't have any idea on what Harry's grandparents names were, we still don't know what the Evans were called. Yet, at some point in 2006 JKR gave us a tiny piece of information, something small that we grabbed hold to it for deer (pun intended) life, and didn't want to let go of, and it was the Black Family Tree:

This was hand drawn by JKR for an auction, you can read more about it here, and we all just went wild with head canons.

As you can see, one of Walburga's (Sirius' mother) aunts, was name Dorea Black, and she married a Charlus Potter, they had one child, nameless, and we all just assumed that child was James Potter.

Why? you may ask.

We knew James parents were an elderly couple. Dorea being older than Orion and Walburga made sense. So the nameless child became James Charlus Potter (because we all know the middle name is always the dad's name).

After years of this, JKR decided to update her website, that was filled with puzzles and little details of the characters, and created Pottermore. Here she added another nugget of information about the Potters and it was that James parents' names, giving us Fleamont and Eupemia Potter, the names we have come to grow and love as well.

Yet from almost 9 years from 2006 to 2015, Dorea and Charlus held a special space in our hearts and this is why, if you decide to read vintage fanfiction, you will see these name being plastered around without any disregards, as it was fanon fuelled by a little bit of canon, as most ideas start in many of our communities.

52 notes - Posted February 3, 2022

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[fcllederage]

DRAG RACE FRANCE PROMPTS prompts from season 1 translated from FR to EN

"I think when she started drag, I was just born, right?"

"My mom always told me not to play with fire, but mom, I am the fire."

"En français, s'il vous plait."

"I just one day realized that this body is unique and I know how to make it artistic."

"I do it because it's freeing for me and maybe someone in the audience is gonna be like "oh okay, I can do it too"."

"Drag saved my life because I was already very, very depressed."

"It's lacking a few naked boys, in here."

"When I told my mom, she was peeling carrots and it took me, like, fifteen minutes to tell her. I was shaking and I said "I'm gay" and she just put her knife down and said "I've known since you were four"."

"Coming out of the closet can be problematic although it doesn't change who we are."

"The child you raised is the same before and after coming out."

"I will never understand the concept of coming out because you have to explain your sexuality to... the world?"

"I'm neither a man nor a woman but I'm also not non-binary, and that the only reference I have is myself."

"Baguette ? Oui, oui ! Baguette !"

"Let's be proud of who we are, because we're fabulous and, above all, we're legit."

"My biggest fear is to disappoint."

"I don't have the strength to talk, right now."

"No shade, it's true."

"Thank God for drag, otherwise you'd spend your life behind the cameras..."

"You have drag in your blood... It's a shame there's a bad circulation..."

"Once the library is open, nobody is safe."

"How did I come in? Just like you, from behind."

"I love homosexuals! They're so romantic!"

"What was the question? Where are we?"

"And the winner is... No one! Because everything was fake and life is a lie!"

"Someone here is very quiet... are you okay?"

"My mom always told me: you're gonna take hits, but you're also gonna give them back."

"I've felt really lonely but after talking about it with the girls, I realized it's something I'd brought upon myself."

"Being here is like an emotional time bomb."

"You're so cringe I can't even look at you."

"I knew you were mine!"

"When I talk to gay friends around me, they're all very careful and stay protected. But when I talk to straight friends, they always talk about how they had unprotected sex, I mean yeah okay, but we're not the only ones who have this responsibility."

"More people need to find the courage to talk about how being undetectable means being untransmissible."

"She's sexy, she's arrogant, she's queer, she's fem, she's strong."

"What an amazing artist you are."

"It's not the end for you. It's clearly just the beginning."

"You are officially bad people."

"I'm not made to only do one thing."

"People think we do drag because it's our passion, and it's true, but it also leads to that idea of we don't have to be paid. They'll offer us a drink and we should be happy."

"For ordinary people, a drag queen is just a man dressing like a woman."

"I am haute couture, my friends!"

"When it shows body, I say yes!"

"We're queer, we're drag queens. We've been gay kids in school. We've all, one day, been this person who wasn't chosen in a group, or who is designated as the one who should be excluded."

"You brought us love, poetry, your passion and I can't wait to see the rest."

"I'm proud to say she's my sister now."

"I have no idea what I was doing."

"You gave it your all."

"There are living people who are interesting too, you know that, right?"

"We are ready to rise from our ashes. We are phoenix, we are muses, we are warriors."

"No, after three hours of makeup, it's your sister, not your brother anymore."

"I feel like a duck on skis."

"I always feel like someone is going to realize I'm a fraud."

"The stage is my entire life and I could never do anything else."

"When I look at you, my eyes burn."

[oro-e-diamanti]

The one with the matchmaking

My masterlist

Description | Victoria is desperate to set you and Thomas up... Might there be a spark already?

Content | Fluff

Pairing | fem!Reader x Thomas

Word Count | 2663

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There had been an unspoken thing between you and Thomas from the first day you met. It was one of those right person, wrong time scenarios. Both of you were happily taken by other people, loving your partners, and leading healthy relationships. It simply hadn't been meant to be and both of you had gladly accepted it. Nothing had ever happened, despite the others insisting there must have, neither of you was like that. So you stayed friends with him, the same way you stayed friends with Victoria, Damiano, and Ethan and it didn't take long for the five of you to grow into a loving group, a chosen family. That was until both you and Thomas happened to have broken up with your respective partners within the same week. It was safe to say that it didn't take long for the meddling to start.

***

"I just think they'd make such a good couple!" Victoria said, pushing the empty beer bottles around on the table in annoyance. "They're basically made for each other."

"Leave it, Vic," Ethan said. The dark of the bar was hiding his features and the fact he was slightly rolling his eyes. "They both literally just got out of relationships, I don't think they're interested."

"But they both ended them so it's not like they've been broken up with," she insisted. "I'm sure they'll get over it quickly enough."

"Yeah I agree with Vic," Damiano added. "It's not like either of them seems all that heartbroken."

"Exactly, which is why we need to act now!"

"I still don't think it's a good idea," Ethan sighed. "Just let them figure it out on their own."

"But they're idiots! They'll never figure it out!"

Damiano couldn't help laugh out loud. He knew his friend was onto something, both Thomas and Y/n tended to be hilariously oblivious when it came to things like these.

"Maybe they just need a little push," he agreed.

"Fine." A deep sigh escaped Ethan. "But don't say I didn't warn you if it doesn't work out."

***

The moment you stepped into the vintage second-hand store you decided it was heaven on earth. It didn't take long for you to sweep through the place like a whirlwind, picking up pieces left and right, leaving Victoria and Thomas standing at the entrance still. You didn't care, this was one of your favourite places and you were not going to be held back because those two were slow. You tried on a dress that looked like an absolute mess on you and you quickly took a picture to laugh at later with the others, before trying on some trousers that you really took a liking to. You were still in them, trying to figure out if you had also grabbed a top that would match when someone knocked on the wood of the changing room. Confused and not certain if the noise was directed at you, you pulled back the curtain to come face to face with Thomas. He noticed you were in your bra before you did.

You raised your eyebrows, overly amused at how he was nervously looking around to figure out if anyone else would be able to see her, but no one seemed to be around. As he turned back, he tried not to let his gaze fall into her chest again, but failed miserably. You laughed heartily, "It's fine, stop blushing, Thomas."

He grinned, more relaxed not that he knew you didn't mind. He shouldn't, this being far from the first time he'd seen you like this.

"Vic told me to give you this dress to try on."

You looked at the piece of fabric he handed you, a gorgeous, velvety black, knee-high dress with a dangerous slit and a plunging neckline. It wasn't something you would have chosen yourself, but you trusted Vic's judgment. The curtain was quickly closed again, removing the trousers you had already decided on and slipped on the dress. It fell in a much nicer way than you had anticipated, easily smoothing itself over your curves and settling perfectly in place. The mirror agreed with your sentiment - you looked gorgeous. Okay, so this dress would do with a bit more makeup and without a bra, but it was a no-brainer that you were going to buy it.

You ripped open the curtain, now facing both of your friends. As soon as Vic saw you, she seemed as smitten with it as you were. Thomas looked stunned in his own way but stayed quiet.

"Fuck, I knew that was your dress!" Victoria shouted, obviously proud of herself for picking it out.

"Where am I ever going to wear this?" You asked, spinning to muster your reflection once again.

"When I take you out tomorrow night," Vic grinned. "There's a gorgeous new restaurant in town but it's fancy fancy, so this will do just fine."

You couldn't help but squint your eyes at her through the mirror. Her suggestion sounded just fine, but the way her eyes flickered made you feel like there was something more to the story.

***

"Wait, so how will you going out with her to dinner help, exactly?"

"Oh, Damiano, stop being so dumb. Obviously, I won't go."

"I don't get it."

"I'll have some sort of last-minute emergency, and since both of you will be out of the house, Thomas will have to step in."

Ethan sighed, shaking his head at his friend's plan.

"Why do you have to meddle so much, Vic?"

"Because those two don't get it. But once they see each other all dressed up, romantic dinner, candles, good wine, it'll click."

"Whatever you say."

***

"Oh my god, Y/n, I'm so sorry!" Victoria burst into your room, Chili cradled in her arms and an apologetic look on her face. "I know we said we'd go to that fancy restaurant tonight, but Chili's been coughing and the vet told me to come in immediately."

You side-eyed the little white dog, looking as happy as can be, but there was no reason for you not to trust Victoria. Right? You briefly petted Chili's head.

"Don't worry about it, we can always go some other time."

"No!" Her outburst surprised you. "I mean, it's so difficult to get a reservation there and you should wear your dress out. Damiano and Ethan are out, but I'm pretty sure Thomas is free, please ask him, he'd probably love to go with you!"

You wanted to scold Victoria, tell her this wasn't happening, tell her you'd be fine just staying home, but she didn't give you a chance to do any of it. Instead, she left your room, immediately shouting for her bandmate. It was the reason you found yourself at a candlelit dinner with the blond man mere hours later.

"You look amazing, by the way," Thomas said. Well, he actually kind of mumbled it into his pasta rather than proudly state it. You felt like blushing.

"So do you, love. But you know I love you in a suit."

Your eyes met, just for a moment, before both of you found yourselves awkwardly staring back at your plates again. You didn't know why you were behaving like this, or why he was, you could only attribute it to the fact that this felt like an overly romantic date and the waiter had referred to you as his girlfriend multiple times already. Neither of you had corrected him. You hadn't minded the single rose that had been placed between you on the table, accompanied by a little wink and a smile by the waiter.

"You know, you make a lousy boyfriend, not even bringing me flowers for our date, " you teased, watching as a shy smile appeared on Thomas' face, his eyes travelling down the table for a second before looking at you again with more than a twinkle.

"I did take you to the nicest restaurant in town, surely that gets me some points?"

The giggle bubbled over your lips easily. Everything came easy with Thomas. He made the troubles disappear with one look, one touch of a hand, a single word, a gesture, his existence. He was your own personal cure to everything.

***

"No, I'm telling you, it worked," Victoria excitedly gasped and she gathered in the kitchen with Damiano and Ethan, trying to stay as inconspicuous as possible. "You should have seen them when they came back!"

"Did you actually wait up for them?" Ethan asked, slightly disbelieving, slightly amused.

"Well, they didn't know obviously! I just cracked my bedroom door open a bit. But they were all giggly and happy and they hugged when they said goodnight!"

"Vic, we all hug all the time," Damiano threw in.

"Not the way they did. I'm serious, this is working and you'll see soon enough!"

"So what's the next idea then?"

"I'm... I'm not quite sure," she admitted. "But I'll figure it out and it'll be perfect."

***

The thunderstorm hadn't been predicted by any of the weather channels. You found yourself standing in front of the patio doors with Thomas, watching the heavy rain disturb the surface or the pool, trees swaying in the wind, a flash of light illuminating the garden in regular intervals. It had only been the two of you home when it had started, everyone else out to meet friends or sitting in a bar with a drink in their hand. You had been having a lazy day, unwilling to leave the house at all, while Thomas had slept for so long no one had bothered trying to wake him so he could join in on plans.

"Do you want to compare our favourite records?"

You had been so focused on the happenings outside of the glass that you almost flinched in surprise at his question. Still, a slight smile, the right kind of look, and you were nodding enthusiastically. Hasting up the stairs, barefoot and in nothing but shorts and the shirt you usually slept in, you went through the little collection you had brought to the summer house, already hearing the first notes of Led Zeppelin's Black Dog echoing downstairs. With a smile on your face, you grabbed a few records and bolted back down to Thomas.

"I still prefer Led Zeppelin III," you giggled, only to be greeted with Thomas' shocked face. "Anything that has Immigrant Song on it is a hit, really."

"Blasphemy! Nothing tops IV, and you clearly have no taste."

"You clearly have no taste considering you think anything Led Zeppelin has put out is better than Fleetwood Mac's Rumours." You barely waited for the first song of Thomas' album of choice to finish playing before interrupting it with the sound of Second Hand News.

It didn't take long for the conversation to get heated. Still, you kept playing your record in the background, effortlessly dodging his effort to change it, even though the whole thing had been his idea in the first place. He was still complaining, explaining, talking to a wall basically, as you danced around the living room, as the music flowed through you, singing along, thunder only happens when it's raining, as the weather outside did its worst.

"I just think it's much too sad, most of it," Thomas finally concluded.

"Doesn't that just make it so beautiful though?"

"No, it just makes me sad," he pouted.

"Maybe you just never listened to it the way you should. In the arms of someone you love."

A heartbeat passed as both of you looked at each other, but then your smile returned and you motioned for him to get on the sofa with you, lying on your side as he slowly but surely moved in front of you. Your arms wrapped around him, spooning him, making you feel safer than you ever have as Songbird played in quiet tones.

Your nose buried itself in his hair, letting his smell fill your every pore, taking over your whole being as you pressed into him, singing along in nothing but a whisper.

"And I love you, I love you, I love you, like never before."

***

"Guys, guys, guys, look at that!" Victoria called out to her friends as they quietly made their way into the house. "I knew it would be such a good idea to leave them alone in the house!"

"Vic, it's not like you made a thunderstorm come along, I'm pretty sure this was not your doing for once," Damiano whispered.

"Doesn't matter! Look at them spooning! We're on the right way, guys!"

"We're not on any way," Ethan threw in. "You keep trying to meddle and the two of them are going their own ways."

"They just need another push. I just gotta think of something."

***

"Hey, they let you feed the goats here!" Victoria squealed as everyone around her let out a groan. The zoo was bustling with people, the five friends surrounded by families, and Vic easily fell in line with the children's excitement.

"Vic, I really really don't like goats," you complained. "I'd rather not get their attention because I got food in my hands."

"Fine. How about you go see the owls over there with... Thomas, and I go feed some adorable goats with Ethan and Damiano?"

The both of you allowed yourselves to be pushed away easily, chuckles on your faces as you walked away from the rest of the group, dodging running toddlers as you went.

"So, this is a set-up, huh?" Thomas grinned next to you as his arm slid around your waist, pulling you closer.

"Oh, as if Victoria has been doing anything these past weeks without hidden intentions." You let yourself mold into Thomas' side, leaning in closer until your bodies were touching as much as physically possible. "She's not half as subtle about this as she thinks. I'm sure she's watching right now."

You didn't turn around, but you felt her eyes on the pair of you, watching your every move and trying to figure out what was going on between the two of you.

"Do you wanna give her a show?" You playfully pinched his site, looking at him from the corner of your eyes just to see a smile appear on his face that was surely mirroring yours. "Make out a little bit?"

"Wouldn't that give it away?" He stopped walking, now wrapping both of his arms around you as you leaned on his chest, looking up at him.

"I'm sure she'd still think it's just a first step in the right direction."

Not waiting for his response, your hand reached up to his face, slowly stroking along the soft skin of his cheek, thumb running over his lower lip as his smile grew, then reaching around, tangling them into his hair and pulling him down to you. His lips met yours in a sigh, warm and lovely, a tingling feeling spreading through you immediately, pressing yourself into him. You could feel his thumb stroking your back ever so slightly as he held you. He wanted more, slowly moving his lips, trying to deepen the kiss, but you pulled away. Close enough to still feel his breath on you, close enough that whispering would be enough.

"Now, we don't want Vic to figure it all out immediately," you grinned before putting more distance between the two of you. He groaned, making you giggle, before taking your hand and pulling you along.

"How much longer are you planning to keep this up?" Thomas asked, shaking his head, but still amused. "We've been together for two weeks."

"Pretty sure she already bought tickets for the cinema for me and her for Wednesday... which she'll inexplicably have no time for so you'll have to come along, obviously. I can give you a hickey in the dark theater, she'll freak."

Thomas laughed out loud, pressing a single kiss to the top of your head.

"Fine. One more date, that's it?"

"One more date."