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fabricated-misslieness · 4 months ago

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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: tyler owens x cowboy male reader

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: there's a new cowboy at the rodeo tyler used to ride for, and tyler's itching to get to know him.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 4.06k

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: plenty swearing, implied death in an acted play

ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: cowboy slang vocabulary

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Rodeos are basically a second home for the famous Tornado Wrangler, Tyler Owens. This particular one he visits as often as he can, on weekend evenings to watch the show he used to ride for.

Sometimes, he misses it. He misses the blinding lights that make him forget he's in a glorified pit rather than a stage, and the whistling cheers and claps as he's fighting for his life on the back of a bull; most of all, he misses seeing his cowboy friends damn near every day for practice, especially the old rats that twister-signals him every time they spot each other.

Speaking of, he always tries to waive the fee for his ticket, and when he's too stubborn to accept, they bump down the $15 dollar price to a $3. Not that he ever agrees to that, either. He wants to support them.

All that history means he can always tell when they hire a new cowboy for the show, and this one, well, whew. Isn't he a looker?

Probably, anyway. The cowboy poncho's doing nothin' for his figure, and he's got his scarf up over his nose like the less pleasurable corona's still going around, but he's always had a little thing for cowboys with rat tails and hats over their eyes. Silly little things they are to want to act a mystery–fellers'll often get exposed one way or another–but there's just something about you that lassoes him in.

When Liam sees him walking over after the show, a purposeful look in his eye, he has to ask if he's coming back. "You finally quittin' your storm chaser business, cowpoke? We're startin' to miss ya."

"No, not today. Maybe when I'm forty." Tyler indulges him with a far off idea, like he always does to make small talk, but today he just can't wait to get to the point. "Who's the tenderfoot?"

"Oh, (Y/N)?" Liam chuckles, like a pleasant memory already brightens his mind just from the name. "He's good, ain't he?"

"Yeah, y'all train 'em for three months beforehand." Tyler brushes it off. He was good, but that wasn't the point, and–

"He's a total Bronc Buster, actually."

"Yeah, yeah," He dismisses it once more. "why the scarf? And the hat over his eyes?"

"We're starting a new thing next week." Liam strikes him with that famous excited grin of his, the one that often makes you forget how stern he can get, "Theatre plays on horseback."

"Plays on horseback–?"

"Yeah!" He replies with a nod like it's nothing. "Well, it's just regular plays without a stage, proper backdrops or a light crew," He lists off, then realizes just how depressive that must sound, "and real horses."

"Yeah, that's great, Liam, but why does that matter, exactly?" Tyler still had that one objective in mind, and that's finding out the mystery behind the newest cowboy on horseback.

"He's playin' the villain, of course. Gotta tease the man before we premier the show, builds up the anticipation, obviously."

"Right, right..." Though he trails off, he tries to act as though he knew the obvious marketing strategy, because obviously you put a man in a poncho and obstruct his vision so he looks like a good villain—that aside, he can't deny it worked.

"Look, dabster," Liam's the one waving him off this time, "he'll do fine, we'll do fine! We've rehearsed a lot, and we're sure it's a good idea."

"Uh-huh?"

"Just make sure to come on Friday rather than the weekend." Liam digs his finger into Tyler's chest, looking him in the eye so the man knows he's serious. "I mean it. We're only airing this thing on Fridays, it's long as all hell, Ty."

"How long?" Tyler deadpans.

"Pfft." Liam waves it off, "Long. Like Broadway up north. Lotta acting, intermission to push our food sales, then more acting. Climax, boom, tears and victory."

"Y'know the famous ones like Hamilton run for under three hours, right?" Tyler raises a brow. "Like a movie?"

"Like they say, you can't rush art, Tyler." Liam pats Tyler's shoulder twice reassuringly before he's pushing past and calling out his goodbyes with a yell. He had to leave with a one-liner, huh?

The buckaroo's just yammering, Tyler thinks to himself as he watches his old friend walk off. He only notices that he didn't get to ask for the new guy's number when his faraway figure gets to the size of a bean.

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"Flee, Danika, flee!" You shout to your horse as you barrel dive into cover. She does as promised, fleeing just far enough away that she'll hear your whistle once you've dealt with these bad, bad men.

With your back pressed against a rock and bullets just wooshin' past, you let the empty shells fall from your chamber to the ground and replace them. One by one, pressure's on, your fingers twitch, but they don't hesitate.

You'll get out of here alive, you always do.

You heave a breath, then another, a steady stream of inhales n' exhales, you're calming your heartbeat and will shoot with its rhythm.

Three, two...

Leaning over the edge of the rock, you aim.

Three, two, one.

Three men gone, off their horses and thudding against the harsh, hard ground, but there's more, ridin' in from the east and already prepping their aim. You scramble to get off your ass and into proper cover, the hay shed will do.

There's sweat over your face, it's making your scarf stick. You can't think about taking it off now, lest any of those boys make it out alive and see your face.

As the beat of the hooves comes to a stop, you peak 'round the open side of the shed and shoot.

Three, two, click, click, click.

Gods be damned, you've run out of bullets. You rush to flick open the chamber and empty the shells to replace them; the process is as natural as breathing to you, but not quite as fast.

A man rounds the corner, and you instinctively whip your revolver at his head to result in a crack that sounds all too real.

As the man thuds behind you, you peek around the corner with fresh bullets.

"We'll get you, you sonuvah gun!" The last of the reinforces is a coward, or a scout, as he's now ridin' away on his horse, but he's too gracious a host to consider leaving you without a parting gift.

The bullet that was meant for his head gets the dynamite that's gliding its way towards you, catching it mid air and detonating it early, before it gets you.

The force of the faroff explosion nearly knocks your hat off your head and your ass to the ground, if you hadn't already been there.

"Lord almighty..." You let your revolver fall to the ground harmlessly–which bounces off a little more than it's really meant to–and sigh.

The hat comes off, then the scarf, and you breathe, breathe, breathe.

You're alive, and you've got more enemies. Oh, who cares? What's a few more names to the list?

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As the crowd finally sees the villain's face for the first time, people whistle and ooh at the him.

Tyler's gut feeling was right: he is a looker.

That aside, the storm chaser had to admit, old Liam was onto something, even with the noticeably fake props. The only thing he's wondering is why it's been one hour and the regular rodeo show is resuming as usual. It's not intermission, cause they're not pushing food marketing as Liam said they would.

He doesn't have to ponder very long as he meets up with his old friend again.

"I took your advice to heart, actually. I knew the ol' star would be exhausted after all of it, so I thought we'd split it over a month, and play the same section all weekend. More ticket sales."

Tyler raised a brow at the mention of the protagonist, "Ol' star? He had one scene."

"Not him," Liam says it like he should know, like they're both back in front of the drawing board again, "(Y/N)."

"The villain's the star?" Tyler deadpans.

Liam chuckles in turn, "Didn't you hear the crowd when we finally revealed his face?"

"Oh." Tyler shakes his head, "Well, ain't he dyin' later? Stars don't die."

"Ehhh..." Liam waves his hand and shakes his head side to side in a kind of gesture. "It's implied."

"It's implied?"

"Endings are best left up to interpretation!" The man flourishes with a grand gesture, heaving more energy around than Tyler's used to seeing from him. This thing must really be a passion project. "Don't ruin it, for me, son."

Tyler raises both his hands in surrender at that. "You won't see nothin' from me, old man."

Tyler lets him walk off this time, he deserves that much; only then does he realize that he hasn't got the new guy's number. Again.

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"Negotiations? I don't do negotiations." You're huddled behind cover, hidden from view as you talk with the alleged big huncho of the mining camp. He brought reinforcement, nothing you can't handle, but it could still spell trouble.

"I like to look at a man when I'm talkin' to him."

You scoff. "Like hell I'll peek. You'll blow my head clean off if I try."

"I'm a man of my word." He insists, his deep jazzy voice just screaming a man of wealth and contracts.

"And so am I, but you wouldn't trust that." Idly, you check the chamber of your revolver, having learned from your mistakes. Six bullets, not shells, ready to be fired.

"Touché, good sir."

"Good sir?"

"As I understand it," The man says, his voice is strong to reach your ears but it ain't threatening, "you just want a cut of my money."

"And if I do?" You click the chamber back in place, listening for out of place sounds like footsteps.

"I'm willing to pay." Oh, that haughty bastard really thinks he's gonna get you with that?

"Like hell you are." You laugh, a loud thing so you make sure he hears that you're not gullible.

As the big man begins to speak again, surely more lies that are meant to coerce you into taking the bait, you throw a stray wood chip up into the air.

Bang!

The split second after it sees the light of day, the wood chip is shot to splinters, right as you'd expected.

"I think negotiations are over, sir..?"

"Cornwall." The man sighs out his name. "Good day to you, sir."

"Good day, sir Cornwall."

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As he often finds himself doing nowadays, Tyler goes around searching for Liam to talk about a particular someone. Little does he know that where he usually finds his old friend, he'll finds someone else.

"Excuse me," He begins politely, not recognizing the man from behind. "have you seen Liam?"

When you turn around to reply instead of another cowboy he might know, his little stunned gaze makes your words take on a confused tone. "He's playing his part in the pit..?"

"Oh." Tyler has barely any time to register that Liam's actually taking part in the acting biz before he's scrambling to greet you properly. "You're (Y/N), right? The new guy?"

"That's me." You nod your head and take a sip from your bottle. In a couple minutes you'll be back in the show again, so you're making the most of your small break. "And you?"

"Um, Tyler. Tyler Owens. Does Liam not talk about me?"

As the star of the million-follower YouTube channel Tornado Wranglers, Tyler thinks he's kind of a big deal around Oklahoma, especially around here as he used to ride for the local rodeo. He's usually not an arrogant guy, unless he decides to play it up for the competition, but...he finds that his ego is a little bruised now.

"I'm just playin' with you, poppet. Liam never stops singing his praises 'bout you." You offer your hand for a shake, a well placed gesture if you hadn't just called him poppet.

Tyler flushes a little, because, well, poppet's quite an endearing term and you're hot and there's something about men that are sweaty and out of breath. He manages to shake your hand without making a fool of himself anyway. "What does Liam say about me?"

"He said that you've taken a million kicks from bulls and you still managed to go an get yourself a fancy degree, that you're tough as nails and can always tell when he slips you belly wash." You list off a couple of less than good things about him in detail so excrutiating that Tyler knows Liam's said them time and time again. "Oh, and that you always rode pretty well."

Tyler comes out of it a little embarrassed, and his voice therefore comes out meek, like he hasn't spoken for a while. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." You laugh and pat his shoulder. "You know how Liam is, he'll point out how you're a hill of beans and then praise ya."

His shoulders deflate with relief and he laughs along with you. "Yeah, I know 'im."

"Truth be told, it's kinda nice to hear about the real man as opposed to the Tornado Cowboy persona." You say it kind of sheepishly, which is rather nice to see when he's only ever had a cocky you to compare to.

Plus, you'd just admitted that you watch his videos, making his grin widen. "You a fan?"

"Don't get too full o' yourself, cowboy." You point a finger at him, huffing a laugh. "I see you in the stands every week."

He could just say it's because this play is an ongoing thing with a new sorta 'episode' each week, which is the truth, or he could flirt along. "You caught me," He hisses like it's a big deal and it's embarrassing to be caught. "I am your biggest fan."

"You like anti-heroes, do ya?" You chuckle, narrowing your eyes at him.

"I'm as gullible as everyone else, darlin'. I'll like any villain so long as they're hot n' ride good." He sends a wink over, because there ain't no subtlety when there's a crowd just a ways away you've gotta shout over.

You wolf-whistle in turn, "Is that so, poppet?"

"I'm being simon-pure." He insists, tipping his hat for extra measure.

This is going well for Tyler, you're responsive to his flirting and you can match it too. Unfortunately, good things always have to come to an end.

"Listen, Tyler," You indulge him with a laugh but unfortunately point towards the stage. "I don't wanna miss my cue, so I've got to...well, you know. What I'm saying is..."

"Wanna grab a root later?" Tyler takes the opportunity to ask first, eagerly at that.

"Yeah," You smile, grateful that he took the opportunity. "yeah, uh, want my number?"

It's the fourth week in a row Tyler watches another figure walk off on a Friday evening, but this time he's got his prize secured, and he's left more hopeful than regretful.

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These stubborn miners are just setting up more and more defenses, to the point where you're pondering what marks the difference between a mining camp and a Pinkerton camp. Is it gun count or armed miner count?

You settle into prone on a ridge overlooking the camp to make your figure less noticeable amidst the bright sky–earning you a couple strange bird caws from onlooking eagles–and scout out with your binoculars.

"Tall fences," You begin to mutter under your breath. "sniper outposts on the roof, a guard at the wagon rail, no, two; several on each little path in and out."

And...is that a Gatling gun? "Ugh, seriously?"

"What is it, my darling?" Your sweetheart calls from behind you. Before you can answer, she's rolling you over onto your back and settling half on your lap. The geese in V-formation above caw louder.

"Nothing to worry your pretty little head about." You assure, a nice smile on your face as you steady the gal.

You couldn't worry her, no, you're doing this all for her, after all. It's not her fault her daddy got their family into a deep, six foot grave kind of debt before the man got himself killed in a fishing trip gone wrong, after all.

"There is always somethin' to worry over." She giggles, hands trailing over your chest, pulling your attention away for the moment.

"I know, poppet, but–"

"You're worryin' right now." She points out, drawing circles over your heart with her pointer.

You sigh, "I know."

"Let me take your handsome lil' mind off it, can I?"

She's already leaning down before you can even say no.

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As soon as you start kissing up that pretty girl in that pit you take for a stage, Tyler looks down at his phone. He taps the screen impatiently, almost as if you'll answer him right now while you're up there, all busy.

Hey, it's Tyler. It was nice meeting you.

How does six at the Hay Shed sound?

"He ghosted me." Tyler groans. It's covered up by the sound of the ooh-ing crowd, but he doesn't much care if it's heard or not. "Seriously, I find a man as fine as cream gravy, and he ghosts me?"

It was too good to be true. You're hot, you called him poppet, and you were receptive to his flirting; too good to be true.

...

"Liam, hey! Can I borrow a horse?"

Nothing's better for clearing the mind than a good horse ride right before sunset, it's like long walks at the beach. Tyler often found that it was also great for dealing with break ups or, in this situation, not even making it to the talking stage.

He doesn't check his phone, doesn't even realize it's vibrating in place with it in the saddle bag. Instead, his eyes are straight ahead.

He's riding towards the sunset like it's the end of a movie, and what a poor, short movie it is.

It's fine. It's fine, it really is. It's not like he was already mashed, anyway, no sir! He's just disappointed. It's a big cavernous feeling in his chest like it's empty, when it's really filled with something none too good.

"Ah," Tyler sighs out, hopefully exhaling all them feelings. He pats the horse, watches its ears twitch as he talks. "You understand me, big guy?"

He's too caught up in feeling sorry for himself to hear someone else riding up beside him.

"Perfect spot for a first date, huh?"

"Holy shit, what the fuck?" Tyler damn near falls off his horse. He has to hold onto the reigns with white knuckles in order not to.

"You done airin' your lungs, poppet?" You only grin in return, pointing out your shirt pocket, at your phone. "I shot you a text."

Tyler huddles closer to his horse's neck. Though he's still heaving recovering breaths, he finds the sass to say, "About a week late."

"Yeah, 'm sorry about that." You rub the back of your neck, your smile melting with shame. "I'm kind of a busy man."

"Oh, yeah?" He shoots back with furrowed brows and a scowl.

"Yeah, I totally deserve that." You bow your head a little, "It's just, I work the show all weekend, and I was so exhausted comin' back in on Tuesday that it totally slipped my mind."

Oh.

"Let me make it up to you?" You ask hopefully, looking at him with those sheep's eyes, and it makes him feel a little guilty.

"I'm sorry." Tyler says quickly, straightening up and all and mirroring your apologetic look.

"No, no, it's totally fine!"

"I mean, I totally didn't realize–"

So there you both are, spewing excuses to be sorry for each other, guilt eating away at you like worms do a book. There seems to be no end to it. Your pseudo-argument stretches as far as the horizon, up until the sun sets below it.

"Seriously, let me make it up to you." Before he can even reply, you continue. "You said the Hay Shed, yeah? I'll buy our dinner, no big deal."

"I–" Tyler starts up, but you shoot him a pointed look, quieting him down. "Okay."

"Okay, good." That nice, charming smile of yours builds up again, and he almost swoons.

"Race you?" He smiles back, tipping his head forward.

You're already shifting into proper form. "Oh, you're on, cowboy."

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You're sitting in your porch in that old rocking chair of yours, your white hair sweeping off your forehead as an easy breeze blows past. Your fingers tap to the rhythm of your boy playing the guitar and his mother singing along. Ranch life has treated both you and Danika well. The old girl gets to snack on sugar cubes every day while you got to lock your revolvers away and sip on fine liquor every night after dinner.

It's been a good life, you think as you watch the sun set. Your sins are long behind you.

...this isn't how you planned to die.

No, not in this damn cave away from your girl, slowly choking on fumes, trapped in by a cave in.

Somewhere, distantly, you can hear that good for nothing hero laughing like old Saint Nick himself, shouting to the world his victory.

It's not even his, you think stubbornly, because you won't give him the victory of thinking your death is his to brag about, it's this damned fire and these damned rocks.

You were so, so close. You've killed dozens of men just to get in this gods-damned gold mine and steal a couple nuggets for your girl, and you almost made it out.

This is how you'll die, all alone here choked by a fire.

Oh hells. If you're going to die you might as well die by the hands of a man who's actually worthy of the kill.

Shakily, you lift your hand.

This world was shit. Hope the next is greener.

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"Ah, oh god, fuck off!" Tyler shouts, and despite all that fight to shove your lips off his chin and his face, he's laughing.

"What, am I not pretty enough for ya, darlin'?" You pull him closer with warm–noticeably not scalding–hands at his waist, puckering your lips playfully at him.

There's black makeup, soot, over your face: on your cheeks, 'round your eyes, on your forehead, everywhere.

"Go boil your shirt!" With one shove, he pushes you so hard you fall into your vanity chair. The flimsy old thing rocks from side to side before settling back down with your weight on it.

You roll your eyes, picking up a makeup wipe once stabilized to begin cleaning yourself off. "If you didn't like me, you just had to say so."

"Don't be like that." Before you can answer, he's turning your chair and sitting on your lap, though when you try to kiss him, he pushes you away again. "You're not done yet, cowpoke."

You huff and whine, and you'd kick your feet if you could, like it's the worst shame in the world.

"Don't pitch a fit at me." He points a finger at you and you laugh in turn.

"No, of course not, darling."

Tyler waits patiently as you wipe the makeup off, realizing as he does that he's been through worse shit: the biggest tornadoes, the harshest thunder storms, and the stickiest mud. Although to be fair, he hasn't had mud that transfers as easily as this cheap makeup does on his face before.

"That good enough?" He shakes his head, prompting you to huff and wipe your face again. "Now?"

It's still not good enough for him. Fortunately, he snatches up the wipe and passes it over your face himself. It feels as rough as a cat's tongue or your dad hosing you down after you tracked mud around the house, and you're fixing to speak your mind about it.

"There you are." Tyler's face emerges from behind the wipe, a wide, teasing smile on his face that tells you he was wiping you off longer than he needed to. "Apple-pie order."

His lips are on yours right after that, drowning you with a toad strangler of love. Your complaints die out right on your tongue, because how could you ever be mad at him?

Answer is: you can't.

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ɴᴏᴛᴇ: i watched this movie in spanish so i don't know what tyler's cowboy nickname is in english and i've also forgotten some details in the movie (ex: if it was mentioned that scott and javi are ex-boyfriends, i literally did not notice until i read the wiki)

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Love Story (Insta Promt)

Synopsis: One where Harry and YN find that they complete one another (Oneshot coming soon...)

Ps. User: penguinflaps is YN's Instagram in the promot

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penguinflaps Had so much fun working with harrystyles all those three days. Harry, thank you so much for having me be a part of such an amazing project! 🥺❤️

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Harrymybbdaddy shut up! This is so cuteeeee! I FUCKING LOVED THE VIDEO!!! 😭

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penguinflaps Stree. Out now. In theatre near and far away from you. Watch out because, she is Stree, oh she can do anything!

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harrystyles So excited!!! ❤️

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harrysfan7 what a horrible movie trailer. 🤮

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annetwist already booked the tickets!

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harrystyles One Year💍❤️

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penguinflaps love you ❤️

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hsrrysfan1 THEY HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR?!?!!! 😭

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annetwist blessed ❤️

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YNsfan3 seriously, so happy you guys chose to keep it a secret! Love that for you two!❤️🥺

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HSnews someone hacked into YN's iCloud and found pictures of her baby bump. She is allegedly pregnant.

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Harrysfan4 can y'all not post those pictures around, I am sure these two want to keep to themselves.

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YNfan0 Y'ALL SHUT UP! MY MOTHER IS A MOTHER NOW! 😭

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YNfan2 Randomuser it is actually sad that they have to ASK for privacy, it's because of someone leaked the news of them expecting a baby. So shut up and mind your own business, okay? 🙂

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annetwist Best Dad ever 🏅

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bi-bi-bi-bakugo · 28 days ago

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I watched You're Next with my roommate today and-

Wow

This was the first time I'd seen a MHA movie in theatres and it did not disappoint. Seeing One for All on the big screen was as jaw dropping as I was expecting. I felt like how Izuku must have felt as a kid when he watched that video on repeat!

Me and my roommate were practically CLINGING to eachother as we watched this movie. The choreography for the fight scenes was just so well done! I absolutely adore how beautiful their quirks all are, and love how intricate they get to be with movies.

I adored Kacchan in this. I mean I knew I would because he's been my favorite since I was 14, but still. He was hilarious without it diminishing anything about him as a character. One line in particular I feel encapsulates his character development (or part of it) extremely well.

When the boys (Izuku, Shoto, and Kacchan) are thinking about what All Might means to them, Kacchan says that All Might taught him it's no all about winning. I don't know about y'all, but I know damn well the old Kacchan wouldn't have said that. And to see his character development on display like that was beautiful.

The movie paired incredibly well with what is going on in the anime currently, and that enhanced my watch of it. There were lines said, things done, and callbacks done that hit hard and were impactful due to where the storyline currently is in the anime. (Final battle w/ Shigaraki for just manga people!) I'll have to rewatch it to catch all of them because I caught them as the movie was happening but I was in a theatre and couldn't just take notes. (Might when I watch it by myself though!)

Watching this movie brought out the little kid in me. It felt like a superhero movie. It felt like when I would watch superhero shows as a kid. It hyped me up in a way I wasn't expecting.

I only wish I could have been able to seen the others in theatre because seeing everyone's quirk (especially OfA, Kacchan's explosion and Shoto's fire and ice!!!)

Unfortunately, my theatre was too small to have the buckets. 😔

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #my hero acedamia #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #my hero academia you're next

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amymbona · 2 months ago

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amy!! i started theatre classes this year and for certain classes you have to do shop hours so the past few days i’ve been going to the training sessions… yesterday i did scenery training which involves cutting wood and i was lowkey scared to use the circular saw 😬 so i told the supervisor i was scared (who was kinda cute ngl) and he said “it’s okay, i’m here.” teeheehee! and then later when we were screwing the wood together i was struggling a bit and i said my safety glasses were blurry and he got closer to me and looked into my eyes really intensely and said “yeah, i guess they are…”

thinking about this with patrick!!! 🫣

First of all, damn lucky you!!!

Second of all, fuck yeah!!!

Imagining Patrick being slightly older than All the people who attend the theatre classes but also not old enough to lead it on his own. So he's probably the teacher's assistant, mainly there for the technical stuff, like helping with the music and lights.

He usually just stands in the shadows or carries some boxes, and others don't really pay attention to him, maybe apart from some teenage girls who find him really hot. But he really couldn't care less. Yes, Patrick Zweig is a flirt but it's not in his nature to go after seventeen year old girls.

The age range is like 15 - 20 and you're among the older ones, so your role is almost guaranteed cause you're doing Mamma Mia or something like that. And Patrick finds you really fascinating, the way your voice carries through the theatre and the way your presence feels on the stage. He thinks you're absolutely gorgeous actually and tries to find a way to get closer to you.

So he's being a gentleman, offering to turn your mic on and giving you a hand when you hop off of the stage. That gives him a chance to compliment you and throw in a joke here and there and boom - you laugh, that's good!

And when y'all wre doing costune rehearsals, he's in the backstage to aid those who need it, so he's handing out hats and purses to all the actors. But when you run in, sweaty and unable to see much in the dark space, he offers you a glass of water and unzips your dress kindly, using that as an opportunity to run his hands over your bare waist.

When the premiere is finally there, you're so stressed and afraid, he's giving you a pep talk, holding your hands and telling you you're the most gorgeous girl out there and that you're gonna nail it. You're blushing the whole time, successfully forgeting about all those worries.

And when it's finally over and you come back after a four minute standing ovation, Patrick embraces you and dares to kiss you as well - because you look absolutely stunning with tears in your eyes and flushed face - and you kiss him back and your heart is beating way too fast and everything is absolutely perfect <3

#pookies army <3 #patrick zweig #patrick zweig x reader #patrick zweig fluff #patrick zweig fanfic

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 3 months ago

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"I went to the mailbox to find a package from Scott Higgs, a friend of mine, and boyfriend from some 35 years ago.

This was a surprise.

It was a T-shirt. But not just any T-shirt.

The shirt is from that beloved Atlanta venue, the Fox Theatre, a legendary hall that has hosted oh-so-many legendary acts over the decades, from Elvis Presley to the Clash.

Anthony Bourdain and Neil deGrasse Tyson have given talks there. Hillary Clinton is scheduled for October.

The Fox is where Prince played his last ever concert.

It's also the place that bands like the Allman Bros. and Lynyrd Skynyrd helped save from certain demolition back in the mid-1970s.

So the shirt is standard black with the Fox logo on the front. Nice.

Many of y'all also know the Fox Theatre is where Skynyrd recorded what is likely one of the best live rock performances ever put on vinyl in their second-to-last album "One More From The Road."

During a piano solo in “Freebird" lead singer Ronnie Van Zant famously says, "Play it pretty for Atlanta."

And that’s what it says on the back of the shirt.

Doncha know I about shat my dress when I saw that. It made me so happy.

Simple pleasures like food, family, and rock 'n' roll make life so damn sweet.

Don’t ever doubt it.

[Therra Cat Jaramillo]

#Atlanta #The Fox Theatre #music #concerts #Therra Cat jaramillo #quotes #stories #back in the day #play it pretty

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enbypotat53 · 4 days ago

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FUCKING HELLO???

(II18 TRAILER SPOILERS UNDER CUT)

SO THE TRAILER JUST DROPPED AND HOLY SHIT??

FIRST OFF - IT'S PREMIERING IN THEATRES EARLIER THAN THE YOUTUBE RELEASE SO Y'ALL BETTER NOT SPOIL IT

SECOND - WE HAVE A CONFIRMED YOUTUBE DATE?? AND OH MY GOD THIS TRAILER IS JUST.. AAAAAAAAA

THE WAY COBS IS BENDING DOWN TO MEPHONE'S LEVEL, THE HAND-HOLDING?? IT'S LIKE A CONDESCENDING PARENT TALKING TO THEIR CHILD?? "I FORGIVE YOU" FYM?? YOU DESTROYED THIS POOR KID'S DREAMS YOU YELLOW PINHEAD FUCK. I JUST- GRAHH JOSH'S VOICE ACTING IS SO DAMN AMAZING I ACTUALLY FEEL PHYSICAL ANGER HEARING COBS SAY THAT.

Also, Baxter! :3

#inanimate insanity #ii movie #ii season 2 #ii 2 #inanimate insanity 2 #inanimate insanity season 2 #ii spoilers #inanimate insanity spoilers #ii 18 #ii 18 trailer #ii mephone4 #ii steve cobs #ii baxter #I'M ACTUALLY CHEWING THE FURNITURE

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v3nusxsky · 1 year ago

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Damn I’m already asking for part 2 😂of I’m sorry so it’s your choice but may I have have a part 2 where reader maybe dies or if they wouldn’t wake up after weeks or months

Torn apart

*Authors note~ part 2 here we come and in advance I suggest y'all get tissues low key kinda hate this but I may rewrite it*

Trigger warnings~ really angsty

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ Damn I'm already asking for part 2 😂of I'm sorry so it's your choice but may I have have a part 2 where reader maybe dies or if they wouldn't wake up after weeks or months

Part 1

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"Leonora carefully took you to her room and began to clean you up, the blood scrubbed off, the tattered clothing changed and cream rubbed gently on the absurd skin. "I'm so sorry darling, I should've listened to you. I hope you know how truly sorry I am."

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Truly, it was unusual for Leonora to care after a students trip to the doom room, but this was a unique case, you were a unique case. Deciding sleep was the best thing to help your battered body heal, she allowed you to rest in her bed while she forced her body to stay awake and watch over you. Normally, guilt wasn't an emotion that Lady Lesso would experience but now she was being drowned in it over and over again, wave after wave.

You should've woken up by now, she knew that. But you won't wake up. Sleep should've healed you. Deciding against it touching you she even tried to use some smelling salts on you, hoping it would wake you. But no success was found. In fact with every attempt she made to wake you and failed the guilt would rise higher, just about ready to make her pull her hair out. She couldn't have killed you? Sure she was evil but a murder? No, that is not who she is now.

Sitting next to your battered body she could see how wrong she was, you being nothing more than a sweet girl who was cruelly misunderstood by everyone, even Leo herself. She decided to give you until dinner. If you hadn't woken by then, she'd have to go and get some help. You would not die on her part that was for sure. Truly she knew she was out of her depth here.

Time tickled on, and there was no improvement in your condition. So of course you needed more help. Scoping you up into her ams she carried you to the medical wing in a desperate need for help. "Help me now! It's y/n she won't wake up" she practically screamed scarring the nurses into action. You were swiftly taken from her arms and placed in a hospital bed where vitals were taken and you were rushed into theatre. "Let me in there" she snarled at some poor junior doctor who looked absolutely terrified of her wrath. "Lady lesso, I can't do that. Wait here we will try our best. You being in there won't be much help" they informed before fleeing from her rage, the guilt now turning into anger. How could she be careless and stupid?

Hours after hours went by, there was no news, and truthfully she was running out of people to threaten with unimaginable consequences for not telling her or taking her to you. So when she finally got given your room number she hurried in to see you. There you lay incredibly pale, wrist in a cast, some cuts had been reopened and stitched properly. An iv was hooked up pushing antibiotics through you as you battled a infection. It was unknown to the staff, a very rare infection and of course the cuts exposed to the air triggered it off.

Your infection could take your life, she knew that. Only powerful beings would be able to contact it and last this long, truly she'd been underestimating you and she made sure to remind herself not to do that to you ever again. Sitting by your bedside Leonora allowed herself to cry. The lack of sleep and overwhelming emotions lowering her walls down to non existence. "I'm sorry y/n, I'm so sorry!" She whispered hoping you could hear her. "Please wake up love" she murmured before allowing the exhaustion to overtake her.

Neither of you knew what would happen now. What if you never woke up? What if you woke up and hated her? What if you died? There was too many what ifs for the woman who craved answers and routines. She could even imagine missing you so much, and those girls will be reprimanded for what they have done, but right now you are important. Truly she wanted to punish them to the high hell but not knowing if you'd pull through or not was stronger than the need to punish them.

Word count~ 775

#anon answered #v3nusxsky answers #fanfic #anon requested #lady lesso #sfgae #leonora lesso #lady lesso x reader #lesso x reader #leonora lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #lady lesso x you #lady leonora lesso x reader #dean of evil x reader #dean of evil #tsfgae

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nikkiiiscute · 10 months ago

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Sally Starlet Character Analysis !TW!

Guess who's back baby gurllll. For some reason why tf is everyone keeps theorizing the "Sally is fucking s4t4n" theory but i don't buy it. Alright lets get on the analysis already.

Home's Blind Spot - So I theorized in Julie's analysis that eddie/frank's house and sally's theater are home's blind spots so ofc the three of them survived.

Theatre manager / actress - So as you all might already know, Everyone (Except Julie) has a job like How eddie's a postman, Frank as an Entomologist and Sally being a manager / actress. Her being a Theatre kid isn't just a hobby non non, She is a bonafied actress, i mean we already knew this so, I think this might be Julie's favorite place to go to see Sally go (and also see her probable girlfriend).

ASIDE ALERT!!! - Okay, Did y'all notice this? but why is the neighborhood "gender" segregated? Ummmmm, Atleast the non - binary umbrellas are right next to eachother.

Unwanted Relationship???? - So y'know how Sally is so sassy to Eddie? i think it's bcuz just like frank and julie, they were shipped together and long story short the ship sank. Alright here's my headcanon, Sally hearing about this was disgusted, Cuz she's already dating julie and Eddie's already married, So why the fuck would the crew ship them together when both of them are already taken?

Ofc she's still kicking - So y'all know from The Happy Haunting Boobs and i don't remember the damn name that she's still alive, also she's that powerful? i mean no shit, she's a celestial being.

Ethnicity Analysis Time!!!! - I think Sally's Korean / Asian American, I'm a Social Studies student so let's dive in mythology shall we? I made a connection between Sally and The sun god Haemosu, Believed to descend from the heavens in a majestic chariot, Haemosu listens to the concerns of the people before ascending at sunset. i like to believe that one day after sally completed her dream (spreading her stardom to earth), she would ascend back to space.

Possible bipolar / D.I.D.??? - Pantheons outta the way let's go to mental health, wooo! Sally might have some sort of personality disorder as she has a hypothesized Alt (aka Moon version of her). Cuz her design is similar to a kids potrayal of the sun, so if she's the sun then where tf is the moon??? Plus, Her Door, The town clock and her outta place blue eyelids suggest that there is a moon alt somewhere inside her, I'm excited to see Moon sally, What's their name tho? Mimi?

Sally's story - 별 처럼 (Byeol / Sally Cheoleom) was born in 1944, Even as a toddler she grew a love for Things dramatic and theatrical. She made friends with her amazing acting and became besties / childhood sweethearts with Julia Alegré / Julie. She excelled in Theatrical Arts but a bit of a rebel and she dated Julie. She got a job from a theater and rose the ranks immediately and all of a sudden she now owns her own theater and in october 11 1969 she, julie and friends you know got isekai'd in Welcome home and then gets murdered four years later

Sorry if this is rushed, i'm just damn tired

THANKS ALOT MATH QUIZ D:<

#julie joyful #welcome home #sally starlet #welcome home theory #character analysis

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anonil88 · 6 months ago

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EPISODE 2, SEASON 2: IWTV live blog 🩸

Am I the only one cringing seeing Louis and Armond try so hard?

The vampire theater being gritty dirty vaudevillean is fitting and I would like all Santiago' outfits especially.

I love Claudia soaking in the spectacle of the opening speech.

Oh Santiago despises the humans and them not believing in vampires existence. The plays were cruel showing vampires true deep dark nature; self serving, haunted by their own demises to the gift, a flair for the dramatic, etc. So they toy with the humans by telling them the truth, these vampires do not even need to glimmer/mind control their audience. Funny and sad that humans and vampires share these same cruel sensibilities.

I love that, "we are conscious death".

They devoured her with an audience and made it into cruel art. Louis is disturbed but it's no different than him taking photos of Armand' next kills. Which someone pointed out they are just doing what Lestat proposed to Louis.

This is definitely a theatre troupe.

Y'all, Louis and Claudia, are so damn obvious.

LMFAO HE SAID THIS IS A FUCKING SOAP OPERA. Now I need someone to edit a young and the restless or telenovela intro with the cast of IWTV.

GOD DAMMIT CLAUDIA YOU THOUGHT OF IT.

Santiago and Armand are old as hell like old old, but she thinks she got one over then.

Ohhhh so these people know somewhat what Lestat is.

Ha hahaha not a letter.

Why have I not noticed these new nails until now.

Oof straight hair Lestat, I guess a callback to the movie.

I am weaker than Louis (not excusing any abuse) I would be out in a field calling out to that man like PLEASE FIND ME.

I hate that they fucked with his mind, Louis you are so so cruel. I love a mean vampire but Louis' humanity/love for it has made him much worse than any other.

This would be fun to be a part of like a traveling circus and troupe can be but also exhausting. At some point though it would get annoying like needing a vacation from a forever performance. Eventually a spinning top would get sick

Every vampire; "why the hell would you turn a child ?"

Stupid stupid Louis. Stupid stupid vampire child.

Thoughts:

I get what people were saying about missing the plucky ball and chain comedic timing of season 1. Somehow even though we are only 2 episodes in I somehow miss Lestat. He is the arterie and everyone else in comparison feels like skinny small veins. I enjoyed Santiago entirely but, I do have some issues with how the theater performance was cutting between audience and this intense moment. Sinead did a fantastic job in that scene. The theater group contrasts the ugly and the beautiful sides of being a vampire in a bold way. I know they were filming some of this during the strike and stricter pandemic rules but there is something I'm missing from the background of this episode.

#interview with the vampire #iwtv season 2 #iwtv #iwtv lb

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this-is-macy · 2 years ago

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I cried so hard watching the Newsies UK cast's Olivier performance last night and I want to talk about why!

Firstly, I just love this show so much! I can't afford to travel overseas which means I haven't gotten to see much of the UK production, sadly, so this medley was an absolute treat! Honestly, it blew me away! It brought me to happy tears to see that this show and these songs are in such great hands! BUT it goes so much deeper than that.

Two actors in this cast are disabled. As a disabled person myself, I can't tell you how validating it feels to see people like me being cast in professional theatre. Unfortunately, it's still rare. Even in a show like Newsies which features disabled characters and is based on a historic event that was led by a disabled person. It makes me feel incredibly encouraged and empowered to see them up there on that stage! (Especially given that one of them is visually impaired like me!!!) Mukeni Nel and Matthew Duckett, y'all are my heroes. 💜

And, of course, I lost it when the Brooklyn girlsies came out! Historically, women and girls also worked as newsies and were involved in the strike, and it feels SO good to finally see that represented in the story!

I can't stress this enough: REPRESENTATION 👏 IS 👏 SO 👏 IMPORTANT! 👏

(Also, I want to see this show so 👏 damn 👏 bad! 👏 😭)

#newsies uk #uksies #west endsies #britsies #newsies #olivier awards #mukeni nel #matthew duckett #disability representation #representation #musical #theatre #musical theatre #west end #newsies musical #disabled #disability #visually impaired #girlsies

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ao3cubi · 2 years ago

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So I saw the Super Mario Bros movie the other day and I have Thoughts And Opinions™ on a couple things (idk what counts as a spoiler but it's all under the 'keep reading' just to be safe) P.S.: Damn this got longer than expected 💀

First and foremost, we all know it's not a masterpiece. It's not meant to be life-changing, it's meant to be fun. It's meant to entertain kids who have little to no knowledge of the Mario Bros games AND avid Mario fans at the same time, and I think the movie managed to do it pretty well.

I've read a few comments saying they didn't like the pace, that it was weird and fast. Y'all. That's how you keep a kid's attention. Hell, that's how you keep MY attention (as someone with ADHD). It's colourful, funny, and has great upbeat songs that had the whole theatre smiling and doing little dances in their seats and even singing along! And most important: the kids were DELIGHTED, they weren't talking or walking around out of boredom AT ALL, they were completely engrossed in the movie, we all were.

And now that I've made clear I liked the movie a lot, let's move on to less favorable opinions, random thoughts and such.

They better be making a Luigi centric movie soon because what the fuck was that. Yeah I get the Main Character is Mario but you can't have Luigi 'disappear' from most of the movie AFTER BEING IGNORED BY HIS FAMILY AT DINNER. "He was a prisoner" well have him try to escape or something! I don't care! I just need him to be appreciated!

Also we know Mario trained but... when did Luigi learn how to fight for the final battle? [New headcanon unlocked: Luigi is a natural at fighting but tries to avoid it at all costs because he's scared]

Loved Princess Peach, what a girlboss. Would've liked to see her girlbossing even more but yeah. Chef's kiss.

MARIO AND LUIGI. Their relationship, how they care for each other, how fucking happy and relieved they are to be reunited I just-- flawless, perfect, incredible, 100000/10.

Bowser just wanted to be happy okay? I know that's not how one does things but... he was trying. I'm sad now.

Also Bowser's hot and the voice they've given him in Spanish was a great nice amazing surprise.

Blue Shell Koopa has a place in my heart now.

The Luma is Gen Z.

Luigi saving Mario and joining forces for the final battle? Sharing the star? I teared up that was so GOOD. (Does not make up for the lack of Luigi in the rest of the movie but it's a good start.)

Still not over the cuteness of the second post-credit scene.

Loved the bowuigi scenes, didn't know that much bisexuality could be conveyed in so little time. Another win for the community. Hey Nintendo I've got a few ideas for a Bowuigi movie if you're interested.

The DK & Mario scenes are phenomenal and there aren't enough words to describe how perfect their conversation inside the eel was.

If you got this far, thank you for reading my nonsense! I hope you have a very nice day and you're more than welcome to comment/reblog with your own Toughts And Opinions™. This movie has me in a chokehold.

It has also given me ideas to continue the Bowuigi fic. Win-win.

#spoilers #super mario bros movie #bowuigi #super mario bros spoilers

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team-118 · 28 days ago

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💖 & 🥰 for the fic ask game!

HI sibyl happy to have u here!

💖. a fic you recently loved and why

OH my god okay. it's the zoologist buck series by @trippedandfell , especially the second fic, doing the things that animals do. I reread it last night and my heart damn near exploded. in the series, Buck is a grad student and host of the TV show Buck In The Wild, run through the LA zoo. now, I'm just finishing my undergrad and I don't have my own TV show (yet), but I work on my zoo's theatre team in a job a lot like Buck's. this fic means so much to me because every part of it is interwoven with so much love for the animals, the characters, the whole concept, and pure joy in every corner. it feels very self-indulgent and it always reminds me how lucky I am to have the life I do. genuinely it's like a shot of pink sparkly heart magic. and as an added bonus it captures the magic feeling of being at the zoo at night, alone, so incredibly well.

🥰. what tropes do you gravitate towards?

so I generally find that all my favourite media has some friends to lovers in it, but in 9-1-1 fandom specifically, y'all do an absolutely unbeatable magic au! I've read some really good ones and I'm glad it's one that people seem to be writing more of, because like, hello, Two Cakes. I'll never have enough. my other one is sub eddie - I didn't know I'd love it as much as I did, but there's something so special about seeing a character who normally keeps it together completely lose his composure with his favourite person.

send me a fic ask here <3

#sibyl #team's firehouse #ask games: answered

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sleekervae · 1 year ago

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Past Lives [1.1]

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A/N: Thanks for all the birthday wishes, guys! For those who are eagerly awaiting the next part of the Neighbour, it is coming. Slowly, but surely, it us under construction. Meanwhile, I have another indulgent piece for y'all to enjoy below 🥰

Warnings: smut ahead

The time had come.

With a listless thanksgiving come and gone and Christmas just around the corner, 2021 would be wrapping up with a bang for many and people were excited over future endeavours to come. The pandemic was almost over and a large amount of the population had been vaccinated. There was a renewed sense of optimism in the air, clouded just a bit by the uncertainty for more curve balls coming peoples' way.

Austin's flight had gotten in a few days ago, and he'd taken the time to readjust to the time change and his new, but familiar surroundings. He was in a new place in LA now, and just as before he had to get himself into some new habits. He was especially grateful to have the opportunity for a tearful reunion with his sister and his dad. In three tumultuous, truly tedious years, he was finally beginning to feel whole.

Jade however was still struggling, not that she would let anybody know.

The news had broke that she had signed a deal with Warner Brothers to produce part of the soundtrack for the new Batman movie, on top of that Cam was already speaking to press about the possible release of new music. There was a lot to look forward to for Jade, but there was also a lot of immense pressure that came with it. Arena tours and festivals, movie soundtracks, it was all a walk in the park at this stage in the game. It was nothing she couldn't handle, at least that was what she had been assuring herself.

Both Austin and Jade had a lot to look forward to, especially on that brisk Tuesday evening. California in winter was never truly cold, but there was a distinctive chill in the air, the change in season complimented by leaves turning from lush green to bold oranges and reds and the dreaded pumpkin spice latte was being marketed everywhere.

He tried to repress his nerves as he read the menu outside, then he flipped through his social media; that did little to calm his nerves of course. He wondered about what they might talk about, thought long and hard about what had been lingering in the back of his mind for months, though thought better than the chance that he might scare her away.

Around the corner, Jade's ankle boots clicked sharply against the pavement. She clung to her skirt to keep the gentle breeze from lifting it up, her eyes darting around until she spotted him, and she exhaled slowly.

He was leant against the wall outside the restaurant, a couple of building up from where her Uber had dropped her off, his figure and the way he held himself unmistakably Austin. At the mere sight of him she knew that even if she somehow forgot his face one day, she'd still be drawn to him beyond reason, she knew that no matter what she could never shake him.

It had been too long since she'd seen him, even by her own rationality and she let her mind wander back to the early summer, what he'd been wearing then, how he'd looked, what they'd promised each other. Joyful conversation, records on vinyl, books, deserts, pure, unadulterated joy after years of stress and fear. Smiles in movie theatres, hidden to the wings of stages. Dancing in the living room. Wine -- too much wine. Drunken, slurred compliments. His hips. Her lips. Touches. Softness. Intimacy.

She took a quick puff from her vape to settle her nerves.

As she found the strength in her legs to approach him, Jade realized that he looked a little tired; probably was tired with the filming of his project fully finished and the time change knocking him on his head. Nevertheless, he had insisted on them coming out together the first night that worked for them both. The jet lag and fatigue be damned. His hair was fluffy, locks of strands falling over his forehead and yet styled in a way like he'd tried just enough and his jawline was sharper than she remembered, only accentuated by the darkness. He was dressed with his carhartt jacket thrown over a black shirt, his dark jeans loose but accentuated his height and the shape of his thighs, his chelsea boots tapped gently against the pavement, his dark blue eyes reflective in the glow from the street lamp above. She never got tired of looking at him, watching him simply be.

Another puff.

Austin turned his head and when he spotted her, his entire face lit up, the corners of his lips turning up immediately.

God, she was beautiful.

Austin was walking to meet her halfway before he even thought to move, but he couldn't stop, didn't stop until he was stood right in front of her, his knees weak from how close she was to him after the countless days. He watched amused as she quickly buried her vape into her pocket, her lengthened hair falling just perfectly at the sides of her face.

"Hi,"

"Hi," she smiled back.

Up close, the details fell into place; the crease between her eyebrows when she concentrated enough, the freckles under her eyes, her chapped lips, old piercing scar in his nostril. The warm green of her eyes was familiar but he'd missed it so much it could've knocked him over.

"Hi..." Austin chuckled shakily.

She was wearing sheer tights and black boots, and a little black skirt and a green jumper. her hair feel in soft waves, now brushing across her shoulders, tamed just enough and her face had the natural flow to it he'd always known.

"You look..." he pursed his lips, shaking his head as he searched for the adjective to fit his declaration. There was no word that quite worked for her right now and he found himself rendered speechless, just like the first time in the park.

"... Bad? Good?" she laughed, the nerves clear in her voice at his silence, "Utterly unattractive or embarrassing to be seen with in public?"

"Wha -- no, Jade," he laughed off, "You look amazing," he took a single step closer, another deep breath in, "I mean, you always look amazing, but... you just do..."

"Well, it has been six months and some months," she simpered.

"Can I -- um, do we hug now or...?" she answered for him as she reached her arms out. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her against his chest and Jade held onto him in disbelief, the way his hands pressed against her back, the way his fingers stroked through the knots at the back of her head completely overwhelming, even the idea of him being her, in LA, with her, after years and year -- it was too much.

Her sharp, citrusy performed hit him forcefully, then became a comfort, "I missed you,"

"I missed you, too," she replied softly, his warmth flooded through her like a long forgotten memory.

Austin sniffled as they pulled away, his hands lingering at her waist before her buried them in his jacket pockets. Her mouth had never seemed so inviting, her lips a deep pink and he thought about kissed her with everything he had; though he thought better of it. He waited this long, he could wait a while longer.

"So, shall we?" he asked, motioned his head for the door.

Jade nodded with enthusiasm, her fingernails burying themselves in her palms as Austin led her into the restaurant, holding the door, the smile on his face aching.

The restaurant was fairly quiet, an upper scale place lit with candles and industrial looking overhead bulbs. They got a table in the back corner, secluded enough that it almost felt like they had the place to themselves. As they waited for their server to come he sat kitty corner to her and he felt his confidence waver, but then remember who he was, who she was, and basked in how good it felt to be here.

"You look great," Jade said suddenly, forcing him to lift his head to meet her faze, "I don't think I said... you look -- you look great,"

"Thank you," he smiled, raking his free hand through his hair, "Even with my eye circles?"

"Didn't even notice," she laughed gently and though Austin could tell she was lying, he was comforted by the sincerity of her previous compliment.

They ordered a half litre of wine to share and some snacks to nibble on for the first little while. He watched her lipstick leave a slight stain on the glass, noted the dark red polish on her nails and took a long sip of his wine, his ring clicking against the stem.

"So, what's been happening in your world?" he asked.

"Nothing," she said, gently laughing at his attempt at small talk, "Nothing... and everything, I guess,"

"I heard, you've been very busy," Austin hummed, "When did this Batman thing come about?"

"Cam signed me for the deal last year; I didn't believe him at first when he brought it up," she shrugged.

He nodded, "And I guess your NDA finally ran out," he concluded.

"Which means now I can talk about it without fear of being sued," she chuckled, "You had to sign one for Elvis, right?"

"That and a whole bunch of other mumbo-jumbo paperwork swearing me to secrecy," he muttered, his fingers tapping against the table, "What kind of songs you have?"

Jade knew she was being evasive, but also couldn't help herself. They both knew bigger conversation Jason the cards tonight, inevitable, unavoidable and now that he was sat in front of her, shuffling closer between each sentence, his cologne pulling her in, she wanted nothing more than to skip to the good bit, "Emo industrial," she chuckled anxiously, "It's two or three songs, but a lot of them took influence from Nine Inch Nails and Nirvana. I hope they'll do well,"

"They will," Austin nodded, "You don't look convinced," he noted how she fidgeted as she talked about it.

She bit down on her lip, "I scream in them," she admitted.

"You scream?" he queried, "How do you mean, like --"

"Not like -- to the point where you can't understand, but -- yeah," her face felt flush, "Like My Chemical Romance, kind of screaming,"

He nodded, "Okay, I see. Don't take this the wrong way, but I cannot imagine you doing that," he smirked coyly.

Jade shook her head with a laugh, curls falling into face which she was quick to tuck behind her despite despite the obvious red glow in her cheeks, "Bet your ass I had to work on that," she said, "I was recording when Flo came home and she thought I'd straight up lost my mind,"

He scrunched his nose, the image of her doing such just barely weaving together in his mind, "Guess I'll have to ask her about that when I see her next,"

"Please don't," she giggled into her glass as she lifted her to her lips, "I traumatized her that day, she hasn't forgiven me yet," Austin pouted dramatically before his smile cracked at her laughter.

"I missed your laugh," he mumbled, unable to hold back his word, "And that smile..."

She inhaled, trying to even her breath at the sentimentality, "You saw both when he chatted last week," she pointed out.

"I know, but it's not the same," he rebutted. His eyes were shining brightly under the lights, his expression soft and she longed to reach out and touch him, stroke back the loose strands of hair that had fallen into his face, but took a sip from her wine to sedate her need.

"Anyway, your filming's all done?" she asked, swallowing hard.

Austin nodded, "Masters of the Air has officially concluded -- my parts anyway," he grinned, "My manager said to expect calls for reshoots in the new year,"

"Let's hope you can get away with those here," she said, "You've been looking after yourself, right?"

"I feel good," he assured, "A lot of that I owe to you,"

"Me?" she popped a brow, "What did I do?"

He shook his head gently, "I'm not sure... but in the two weeks I spent with you in June, I felt more like myself than I had in two and half years,"

She gave a smile and a nod, comforted by his answer but the sparkle in his eyes had her heart racing. She tapped indecisively at the stem of her wine glass, "Glad I could help," she inhaled slowly. Where she'd been so reluctant to rush before, the urgency was now uncontainable as she couldn't hold back any longer, "Austin..."

"Jade?"

"Should we..." she motioned at the small space between them, felt her bottom lip quiver when she felt his fingers nudge against hers, "... Should we talk about this?"

Austin swallowed hard and tried to hold her gaze, "This?"

She nodded gently, her head barely moving.

Austin sighed, "Tell you the truth, Jade... I'm fucking nervous..."

"Nervous?" she repeated, somewhat surprised, her cheeks flushing at the clear emotion in his face, "How do you think I feel?"

"Exactly," he chuckled nervously, taking a brief second to look down at the table, at their hands, before he could face the surreality of their situation, "We never talked about this when we were apart. I don't know why,"

"Because it didn't feel so real," Jade replied, more of an insight then a suggestion, "We don't have to if you're not feeling --"

"No, no, it's okay," he laced his fingers with hers, drew patterns up the side of her pinky finger with his thumb as he spoke, "I don't -- like I told you before, I'll move at whatever pace you're comfortable with. Because you know, we had fun in London but, I know it was a spur of the moment thing. And if you have regrets --"

"I don't!" she interrupted him swiftly, "I mean -- sorry..."

"It's okay, if you want to --"

"No, no. Please," she nodded, "Keep going,"

Austin dipped his head again, avoiding her gaze, the pine green evoking emotions he didn't know what to do with. He was too happy, too uncertain; every plan he'd had before she stepped back into his life had vanished.

"What I want to say is if you ever have regrets, or feel like this is getting out of control, or if you meet somebody else... we don't have to continue this," he motioned between them, "But, just know that I enjoy spending time with you, not just the physical aspect but all the ways we have, and I don't have second thoughts about anything,"

Jade didn't know what to do with herself. It wasn't as if she hadn't been expecting it, hadn't replayed versions of this conversation in her head over and over, but his words still affected her. Her jaw was locked with tension but a smile was twitching on her lips at the honestly and relief in his expression, "Fuck," she muttered, clutching her chest with her free hand. She parted her lips to speak, but all that came was her own relief as she scrambled for something of some intelligence to say.

"Are you... are you good?" Austin laughed, shifting closer to her side, his hand now resting fully on hers.

"I'm good," she admitted, pushing her tongue into her cheek to gather her thoughts. He was so close now that she was sure he could feel the racing in her chest, "I appreciate it. I..." she finally lifted her head again to the hold the intensity of his gaze, "I feel the same. And we can work out some more ground rules and boundaries later but... I agree. And no, I don't regret a thing, either,"

He let go of her hand and brought it up to her face, gently, tentatively, watching her eyelashes flutter as she fell into his touch, parted her lips in a sigh, shifting her flushed cheek against the palm of his hand.

When she found the strength to look at him again, his dark stare made her entire body shiver.

"What are the ground rules for this part?" he asked, his raspy voice falling into a low whisper.

She tilted her head, the intensity of his stare boring into her as her tongue tingled with the anticipation of what was to come, "Discreet, but blissful?"

"I can do that," and Austin's lips met Jade's naturally.

They were slow at first, careful, precise, every more anticipated and calculated, like retracing their steps. Austin worked his hips over hers gently, laced with need, kissing her just like he had in the elevator, in his living room.

Jade brushed his hair back form his face, sighing softly when his hand came down on her thigh too, the heat of his touch seeping through her tights. He filled her senses, his sharp cologne, his touch, everything seeking to remind her of how he consumed her.

As Jade began to draw away, Austin drew her in for another peck or two, smirking against her mouth, the two of them taking a deep breath to allow the gravity of the moment sink in before they opened their eyes to each other again.

They drank and dined merrily for the rest of the evening, catching up on the sporadic and they incoming ongoings they both had coming up. The trailer or photos for Elvis hadn't even come out yet, and Jade loved watching Austin talk about the project, even if it was just for a moment. There was this flicker of fear in his eyes, spawning form the fact that he prayed he did the King himself right, and yet that fear was intertwined by this bubbling excitement as he recounted some more onset mishaps and how -- surprise, surprise -- Tom Hanks was human, just like everyone else.

It was just before closing time the pair decided it was time to leave, heading out into the brisk, somewhat emptier street. Austin had his arm linked with Jade's, wandering aimlessly in front of the building as they waited for their Uber. Jade was leant up between the brick wall and Austin's shoulder, trying to will away her nerves that were evident in her constant fidgeting.

They took the car back to his place, he was closer than she was anyhow. It was a moderate house obscure enough that it wouldn't draw attention from any fan mobs or paps looking to make their next mark, but it was a beautiful Spanish style home with fresh white walls, rustic roof tiles, and a pool in the back discreetly hidden by the hedges and palm trees.

It was somewhere around midnight as they sat on the quaint back patio, the reflection of the aforementioned pool casting brilliant patterns across their surroundings. Another bottle of wine sat between them, only partially touched this time as they got lost in conversation again and again, regaining comfort around each other now.

"I'm thinking of adopting of a rabbit," she admitted.

"I thought you would have already?" Austin queried.

"Haven't thought about it much until now," Jade shrugged, "They're clean, they're good to travel... have I mentioned that?"

"Once or twice," he nodded, "I told you: a rabbit would suit you nicely,"

She smiled endearingly, looking out over the pool surface, "You want to get a pet?" she asked.

"I don't know. I used to have a dog,"

"I remember,"

"They're just a lot of work," he sighed, "I'm not sure I have the time to devote to one right now,"

"That's okay. You'll know when you're ready," she assured him, "Meanwhile... if you want to come down to the SPCA and pick out a rabbit with me...?"

He chuckled under his breath, "You know if I go with you, I'm gonna' see the dogs and I'm gonna' have to take one home," he pointed out.

Jade scoffed, "Like you with a puppy would be the worst thing in the world," she replied, "I'll help you take care of it,"

"Really?" he popped a brow.

"Sure. Only if you take care of my rabbit,"

"I'll take that deal,"

Jade's fingernails tapped mindlessly against the patio table, her dark red polish matched the varnished wood so perfectly. Austin watched her, still in somewhat disbelief that he was here with her, sitting in the patio with a pool he suddenly had and they rambled on about the most random things. It didn't feel real, but he felt so relaxed, so elated to have her back, even if it wouldn't be for too long, Austin knew he would take anything he could get.

She turned her gaze to meet his, blushing gently when she noticed him watching her, "What're you thinking about?" she asked softly.

He didn't want to tell her, he felt like he'd just be repeating himself over and over until she'd be sick of him. His gaze then turned onto the pool, an intrusive thought entering his head and suddenly inspiring him.

"I have an urge to jump into the pool," he remarked, "I haven't done that in a while,"

Jade simpered, "So, what's stopping you?" she asked.

"My overall dignity, I guess," he shrugged.

"Dignity is so 2019," and she nodded her head towards the pool, "You wanna?"

"Really?" he couldn't read whether she was being serious or not.

At that, Jade stood up, smoothing her hands over the wrinkles in her skirt, "Yeah. Why not?"

He stood up too and followed her to the pool, they kicked off their boots and stood at the edge. Austin glanced at her again, searching for either reassurance or a facetious smirk.

"You sure?" he asked again.

"We're only young once, right?" she replied, a coy smile at her lips now.

"She said to the thirty-year-old man,"

"You're not old. We'll go on three, okay?"

He stared down into the water, tantalizingly cool from the looks of it. He was suddenly filled with a rush of excitement, adrenaline searing through him as he was suddenly looking forward to what they were about to do.

"Okay,"

"One... two... three --" Austin leapt in before the last number could leave her. In an instant he was plunged into immediate cold, a shock to his system and sobering him up almost instantly.

He broke through the surface, snuffling water out of his nose and pushing his sopping hair back. However, he was perplexed when he rubbed the water from his eyes and saw Jade still standing on the edge of the pool, bone dry. He glared at her as she began to laugh.

"Okay, well what was the point in that?" he asked begrudgingly.

"I'm sorry," she giggled, though not seeming all that apologetic as she watched him tread water. He looked like a wet seal, pouting up at her with his big eyes, "I just... I had to. That was too fun to watch,"

"Jesus," he shook his head, muttering under his breath. He felt a little silly, but he couldn't complain that much either. After all, the view of her from the pool wasn't too bad, "Well, since I'm already here, would you like to join me or do I have to get out and throw you in myself?" he asked.

Jade giggled some more, stepping back shyly, and her hands came to pull up the hem of her sweater. His gaze was fixed to her, almost in disbelief as she shed off her clothes, revealing her beautiful skin and the contours of her body beneath, leaving her just in her bra and underwear. She maintained a calm exterior, though if anybody had asked, Jade was shaking like a leaf on the inside.

She took a running start before she cannonballed in, sending more water splashing over him though Austin didn't have a care in the world. She emerged a moment later, the shock of the water sobering her too just a little, though the excitement buzzing through her was too much for her bare. Nevertheless, she swam over to meet him.

"Hi,"

"I'm sorry I tricked you," she muttered with a small laugh.

Austin hummed, amused with her wet hair, the droplets of water twinkling in her eyelashes. He could feel himself begin to pulse as his eyes traced every inch of her, from the freckles on her nose to the lacy green material hugging her hips.

"Mmm. You should be," he moved towards her teasingly slow, his voice dropping to that lower octave that had her head spinning, "But I could think of a few ways you could make it up to me,"

She couldn't fight the way his words made her chest flutter, how warm and inviting he was in spite of the water. Not to mention the idea of fucking in a pool excited her.

"Hm. So can I,"

It was had been six long months since she was before him like this, so vulnerable and tempting. She could pick out the contours of his broad chest through his shirt, she was anxious to pop those slippery buttons away and press herself against him. All either of them could do was float there, eating up the tension simmering, eyes locked together. It felt like an eternity almost when Austin began to move forward, his eyes slipping shut as he went to kiss her.

Jade however was still feeling a little playful.

Just as their lips were about to touch, she submerged herself under the water, swimming back so she was a few feet away. Austin's eyes opened as he was met with nothing, perplexed and still entertained to find her at the edge of the pool, an innocent gleam twinkling in her eye.

"What're you doing?" his voice was deep, curious, egging her on to play some more.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she shrugged back. After all, it was always more fun to make them work for it.

"Sure," he swam towards her, coming to the more shallow part of the pool so he could stand up, now towering over her, "Is this fun for you?"

She resisted the urge to laugh, almost mocking him as she pouted, "I seriously -- I don't know what you mean. I'm right here," she placed her hands on his chest, fingers toying wit his buttons to tease him further.

"Okay," he reached for her again, however she pushed off from the pool floor and tried to swim away again. She wasn't fast enough this time as he grabbed her by her hips and held her fast against him. She yelped delightedly as his fingers dug into her skin and he came down to whisper against her ear, "Behave yourself, or I might make you scream for real..."

With her last drop of courage hanging by a thread, Jade licked a long stripe up the side of his neck, "Try me,"

It was then the proverbial damn broke loose. Lips met teeth and tongue, hands found home wherever they were able to. The desire within the both of them was equally matched, neither one could bare to let go for a second.

Jade's fingers were plucking away the buttons down his shirt, pushing the material off and losing it somewhere in the water without care. His long fingers were at her hips, sliding down to grasp her butt as Austin took the opportunity to place sloppy kisses from the corner of her mouth, to her cheek, to her jaw, cascading all the way down to her neck, refamiliarizing himself with every crevice and freckle on her body.

She was already in bliss, his touches, his kisses were more certain, confident, reigniting the fire in her belly. She was at a loss for words when he started sucking at her collar bone, teeth biting down gently across her skin and she wrapped her legs around his waist, needing him to be closer than he already was.

The next thing she knew Austin had her sitting on the ledge, her legs spread so he stood between them. His mouth never left her chest and his hands slipped around her back to snap off her bra.

"Fuck..." he took a moment to breathe, to savour the moment, so purely captivated by how pretty she was, blissed out already and her radiant eyes were blown with lust.

Jade couldn't help the blush in her cheeks, her mind flickering for some semblance of sanity as she too savoured being here with him, so vulnerable like this but trusting him openly, "Take a picture, why don't you?" she teased.

His chuckle was dark as his hand toyed with her nipple, "Don't tempt me," and then his lips wrapped around the other, his deft tongue rolling the small bud around and around. Jade sighed, her chest arched forward and her eyes slipped shut. One hand was locked behind her, keeping her propped up while her other hand carded. through his wet hair, all she could feel was Austin overwhelming her like nothing else.

Meanwhile, his free hand came down to her hip, pulling away at her lace panties fervidly. He stepped back as Jade took the lead and slipped them off, now fully naked and beautiful before him. His cock was already twitching, the mere sight of her had him grasping hastily at threads of self control. She hadn't even touched him yet, not in the way he needed, anyhow.

She bit down on her lip, "Super random but... no one can see us, right?" she pointed to the wall of shrubbery to her right, "Like, neighbours or..."

"It's just us," he assured her, coming back to step between her legs, "Just you and me,"

She liked the sound of that, tilting her head up, "Just you and me," she nodded, "And maybe God,"

Austin always admired her sense of humour, no matter what circumstances they found themselves in. They didn't have to take themselves too seriously, and that took immense pressure off of his shoulders.

"I don't think God minds giving us a moment," with a lustful smirk hanging off his sassy retort, he slipped further down into the pool so he could slide his tongue up her slit. He was slow, calculative, ensuring he could taste every part of her first as he gradually sped up.

The arm keeping Jade propped up relented, sliding across the terra cotta tile until she was laying flat on her back. She could feel his fingers slip within her now, spreading her for him so he could find all of the sensitive spots, and she squirmed for him like a worm on the end of a fishing hook. He ate her like a man starved, she was a delightful treat for him as she withered and moaned, rutting her hips against his tongue.

"Austin -- fuck," she whimpered softly, whining and writhing as her only point of leverage was her hand scratching over his scalp, just egging him on more and more. His tongue slipped into her, picking up her arousal to spread over her neglected clit, and his licking turned to harsh sucking, "Fuck!"

Austin opened his eyes, seeing her now laid out before the heavens and stars. He couldn't resist pulling himself out of the water, still rubbing her clit at a steady pace as he crawled over her. He winced as some pebbles and flecks of sand dug into his knees, but right now he couldn't give a shit.

The cold water dripping over her was a shock, only adding fuel to the fire though as his tongue ran over her breast, sucking and marking before moving to her neck. His fingers were rocketing her to the limit, she was a mess of moans and gasps and watching her come apart for him was a pure fucking delight.

Jade couldn't form any words, pleasure skyrocketed up her spine and down her toes, the warmth in her stomach enveloping the rest of her body like an earthquake. His lips were on hers before she could comprehend, feeling her shake beneath him, further driving his own lust for her as he took her to her high.

She gasped as though air had been stolen from her, her legs shook, her wet hair tangled beneath her head as pleasure coursed through her body. Austin kissed her neck gently, his fingers ceasing their pleasurable torture, easing her back down to Earth.

Austin was at a loss, torn between wanting to fuck her himself or make her do that again. Watching her come apart, knowing he made her lose control so fervidly, it was addictive.

"Holy shit," she finally breathed.

Austin couldn't help but laugh, stroking his thumb gently over her cheek, "Are you okay?"

She nodded, pliant and breathless, though her own pleasure couldn't deter her from slipping her hand down to his pants and undoing the zipper, "You're overdressed again," she spoke softly despite her hazy smirk.

His eyes narrowed at her, amusement laced within, "My apologies," he spoke lowly, rolling off of her so he could slip his pants off. Jade rolled over onto her stomach and stretched out across the tile, almost cat-like in her movements. She watched him undress, pealing off his wet boxers and freeing himself and she blushed when she met his gaze.

Adorable, he thought, "Do I say it?"

"What?" she queried.

"Take a picture," he grinned mockingly.

Jade rolled her eyes, "Nope," she shook her head like a brat, "You're taking too long, though,"

Austin moved over her, tasting the hint of chlorine and sweat on her back as he ghosting his lips across her skin. His body was warm against her back, soft lips ghosting over her neck and his erection pressed into her butt. She yelped when he suddenly brought his hand down on one of her cheeks.

"Listen, if you want to act like a brat, then I'll treat you like one," he rubbed the sting out afterwards.

She was a little taken aback at first, though Jade couldn't deny she was intrigued by this side of him. She glanced at him over her shoulder, "Well, when you put it like that, I should do it more," she teased.

His instinctive rebuttal was a soft bite into her shoulder, gripping her hips firmly and slipping into her from behind, "Try me," he whispered in her ear.

Austin was a tentative little at first, rocking back and forth within her and building up his rhythm. She was tight and silky around him and he wanted to savour this as much as he could. They groaned out together, pleasure shooting between them, slick skin sliding against slick skin and cold tile. Their body heat was contrasted greatly by the soft breeze sending prickly chills over them.

"Fuck..." he grunted, adjusting his hands on her hips and sliding into her over and over again, his motion quick and sharp. Jade couldn't keep herself propped up, her nails scratched against the terracotta, the pressure that had fizzled out moments ago was building up within her gut again and it was coming fast.

The air around them filled with the sound of sex, the thoughts of neighbours about didn't occur to either of them as heavy pants and sweeter groans filled their ears. His cock slid in and out of her swiftly, leaving them both so lost in pleasure the rest of the world fell away. All Jade could do was take it, the pleasure overwhelming and making her head spin.

"Come with me, Jade," he grunted in her ear. He knew how close she was, hearing her whimper and gasp out -- whine after whine, and his hand slipped under her to find and play with her clit. He moved his fingers faster and faster, feeling her clench tightly around him, he only had moments to comprehend as he pushed deeper and deeper, and he felt her come around him. Her high was chased by his, his body shaking and his limbs becoming gelatinous as he thrusts became sloppy.

Jade collapsed beneath him; she felt like rubber and her body felt heavy. Tired, oversensitive, but Austin laid on top of her, still buried deep within and she felt so deliciously claimed. The stubble over his chin scratched pleasantly over her skin as he pressed kisses to her back, and their fingers were interlocked together on the tile as neither could find the energy to move.

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