#lads holiday now pls

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So Hvar so good [ah]

yourusername

Hvar, Croatia

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yourusername special thanks to my brother for bringing a bit of home and some company to me during my time abroad xx tagged georgeclarkeey, arthurnfhill, chrismd10, arthurtv

posted june 13th, 2024

chrisfan omg chris went to visit her how cute!! chrismd10 ur welcome mate, i'll bring an English flag as well next time 😂😂 yourfriend okay cutie

yourusername imy already pls come back to visit again

randomfollower this dump absolutely slayed georgeclarkeey good times arthurnfhill come back to london pls dealing with him was much more bearable with you around

yourusername got a while left but will let you know when I'm around xx

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yourusername

Hvar, Croatia

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yourusername so hvar so good

posted september 3rd, 2024

yourcousin ?!?! a man ?!?!

yourusername just a friend for now :) yourcousin croatian guy or??? yourusername wait I'll text you about it chrismd10 how about you text me as well

yourbestfriend i miss you girl randomfollower this makes me want to live abroad chrismd10 ok if its good i guess you wont need a place to stay in London then 👍🏻

yourusername definitely not what i said?? i'm sure your roommates will let me in x

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yourusername

Hvar, Croatia

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yourusername one last hvar post before i'm back home

posted october 10th, 2024

chrismd10 are you ever going to tell me about the lad or croatianfriend I'll miss you sm!!

yourusername our aperol dates will happen over facetime <333

yourbestfriend there goes my reason to book flights to the sun

yourusername bff you know i'd never say no to a flight to the sun this just means more holidays together

arthurnfhill london weather will dissapoint you

yourusername i know pls dont remind me

randomfollower y/n replying to everyone but chris i can't

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yourusername

London, UK

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yourusername back in london init tagged chrismd10, arthurnfhill, theburntchip

posted october 26th, 2024

chrismd10 ON MY FUCKING DINNER TABLE???? chrisfan are you staying with chris?? randomfriend does chris know about the lad yet?

yourusername yes chrismd10 no yourusername you do??? chrismd10 literally don't??? all I know is that there is one

yourbestfriend obsessed with you and your slow softlaunchhhh

yourusername i fear that as the relationship develops the insta develops with it🤭🤭🤭

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yourusername bit more hvar bts bc i lowkey miss it tbh tagged arthurnfhill, arthurtv, chrismd10, calfreezy, willne

posted december 16th, 2024

randomfollower is that arthur in picture 3 or am I delusional willne fantastic vibes arthurnfhill me too let's go back

yourusername looking up flights as we speak

chrismd10 y/n.

yourusername i think we need to talk? chirsmd10 d'you reckon? yourusername we're in the living room 😃👍🏻 georgeclarkeey uh oh chrismd10 don't think you're getting away with everything george

croatiabestie what you only miss me lowkey?

yourusername no i miss you highkey its the sunburns i miss only lowkey

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Ireland

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yourusername new year new relationship era (hardlaunching) happy new years lads, im enjoying a short getaway trip with my london boy <3 tagged arthurnfhill

posted january 2nd, 2025

georgeclarkeey hes putting in work, got you onto the Guinness already arthurfan t swift reference iktr chrismd10 happy new year, happy for you lot yourbestfriend favs (pls visit me next) lisahull_hill looks lovely y/n, tell me all about it next week xx arthurnfhill don't have to miss the missus this trip! arthurnfhill love you loads ❤️

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[live-laugh-lenney]

Here for something with Mr Lenney pls🙏🏼

Spent the evening binging his react to Love Island vids and now just wanna be sat in the sun on holiday with him. Maybe a group holiday with other YouTube lads and they’re all single so it’s reader on a lads holiday essentially but Will does little things like making her breakfast, taking her on little dates away from the lads (particularly if their all hungover from partying the night before), napping together before getting ready for dinner (also together). Idk that’s all just suggestions, I just want Will on holiday, by the ocean and in the sun so I can fulfill my willne and moana dreams at once so do anything you like with that!! ☀️🌺🥥

ohhh, that's so cuteeee! this is definitely someting we can talk more on! the scenario of the boys being on holiday, in any of the stories, has me weak.

she considers herself 'one of the lads'.

the lads consider her as 'one of the lads'.

whenever they hang out, they always made sure to invite her so she didn't feel left out and they always made her feel welcomed into the group by including her in conversations, letting her partake in any of their silly drinking games that they played, and they let their softer side to come out when teasing her - no horrid nicknames that made her feel small or belittled, no taking the piss out of her when she did something or said something that they found funny, no singling her out for their own humour and for the benefit of their out laughter. she was like a little sister to them; and she always felt comfortable and safe around them.

so, of course she was going to be invited to their annual trip abroad.

much to her excitement... and much to will's liking.

four months is how long they'd been secretly 'seeing' each other.

they weren't scared of what their friends would say about them being a couple... if anything, they'd be over the moon knowing that their two friends were finding happiness with each other. they just enjoyed the secrecy of no one having a clue that they were spending time together, alone, on the days that they'd not all hang out together.

sending silly and flirtatious texts every so often when they missed the other, staying over at each other's flats most nights of the week and spending their days off together, going on secret dates in the parts of london they knew they'd never get seen, and keeping calm and very collected when they were out together to not give anything away.

wedged between calfreezy and chip on the flight to croatia, because cal had insisted he had the aisle seat so he could stretch out his legs and chip hadn't been willing to sit anywhere but in the window seat... as much as she wished she was sat beside will, who was in the row of seats to her right and squeezed in between harry and chris, she was happy to have had some peace and quiet and some time away from the geordie accent she'd been listening to for the last twenty-four hours. having stayed at his place the night before they were due to fly from heathrow airport, the two of them insisting it was easier to get picked up from the same place and go together opposed to her being a solo traveler to meet the rest of them at the airport since she lived the furthest away... although, that's what they told the boys... which they were surprised they'd understood as a valid reason.

reev and callux, and theo baker in the middle of them, were sat in the row behind her and she could hear them either talking to a camera as they vlogged their trip away or informing their instagram followers on how they'd pulled the short straw in sitting next to theo for the next few hours. much to her amusement.

once they landed, heading straight to the villa that they'd rented for the next ten days, the lot of them were eager to get settled in before heading out to find a supermarket for their necessities and to scope out the local bars and restaurants that they were going to spend their nights in. all yn wanted was a shower, and her cleansing products, as the plane air felt sticky and gross on her skin.

with their rooms dibsed by the time they walked through the front door, their suitcases and bags thrown on the beds to claim them as their own, it didn't take long for the boys to ready themselves with a spray of their deodorant and a spritz of aftershave and a splash of water to their faces to clear the sweat building from the humidity.

much to yn's appreciation, who wanted the shower first.

she stood in her room once she was feeling fresh, having stood under the shower head from a couple of minutes so she felt cooler and a lot more cleaner, air drying as she rummaged through her suitcase for a more suitable outfit for taking a walk in the twenty-degree heat.

"just give us a text when you're ready. we'll go find a good lunch spot. i think we're all starving," calfreezy's voice echoed around the empty villa and yn couldn't help but pinch her brows together in confusion as to who he was speaking to, "no going to sleep for six hours. the jetlag is nothing."

"you have my word."

it was will's voice that echoed back and there was a tingle in her belly that made her feel weak at the knees. and when the door closed, the voices of the guys trailing off in the distance as they made their way down the main road outside their villa, it wasn't long before she heard his footsteps rushing up the stairs. his shoes scuffing the cool and tiled floor which lined every room in the house.

"what do you reckon? an hour to ourselves before they get suspicious of us?" will questions as he steps foot around the door to her room and sees her standing in her towel, "was hoping to hop in with you, save water and all that."

"you snooze, you lose," yn grins cheekily at him and he rolls his eyes in a dramatised fashion, "i was fine meeting you guys in the town, you know? it's not that far of a walk for me to do by myself in daylight."

"i know but i wanted to keep you company here," he perches himself down on the edge of her bed and watches as she pulls out different articles of clothing to see if they went together, "fancy going out for dinner one night this week? me and you?"

"won't the guys get a bit suspicious if we go off together?"

"i don't really care," he admits and she glances at him, "what?"

"nothing, i just," she sighs softly and sets a pair of denim shorts and a cropped white t-shirt on her bed, pairing it with an oversized shirt that was decorated with stripes that she was going to wear over the top and knot at the front, "i like the sneaking around. the enjoyment and the excitement of almost being caught. all that goes out of the window when they know."

"but we could kiss and hold hands in public," he reminds her and she drops the towel to her feet, her underwear already clinging to her skin having done that when she got out the shower, "we could be a proper couple."

"are we not now?"

"of course we are," he laughs softly, "but i get to show you off. i get to bat away the boys who stare at you and not sit back and get jealous because we have to pretend not to have any feelings whatsoever. i get to brag about you."

the room is filled with silence as she slips her clothes on and finishes off getting ready, pairing her outfit with a pair of nike socks and her comfortable white trainers, but she can't ignore the eyes that watch her from her bed.

"the last night," she suggests, "we'll find a place, we'll dine, we'll wine and we'll come clean to the boys."

"yeah?"

"yeah," she nods and he grins widely, standing to his feet and pressing a kiss to her forehead, "if they find out before then they find out before but... yeah, the last night of our holiday should go out with a bang."

"a bang i can get behind," he smirks and she smacks his arm playfully with the palm of her hand, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry." xx

[mydearesthrry]

birthday wishes - h.s.

a/n: hi … this is long. it ends abruptly and im v sorry! apologies for my absence,,, enjoy :))

🎀 warnings/cw: nothing but fluff

🐇 pairing: 1dbandmember!reader x harry styles

💐 wc: n/a

summary: every year, Y/N posts something for harry’s birthday. every single year, no matter what.

a/n: pls keep in mind harrys relationship timeline or this wont make as much sense..? ok bye

2012

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yourinstagram: Happy birthday goof!! Thanks for always tuning my guitars for me. I can’t believe you are 18!!!!!!!!!

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harrystyles: Thaaaaaanks. I love youuuu. <3 <3 <3

user1: SHE CALLS HIM GOOF UGGGGHHHHHH

user2: i cant believe that this picture is real

user3: THE HEARTS IN HARRYS COMMENT

niallhoran: no bday post for me?? D:

2013

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yourinstagram: happy birthday h. u are 19. thats crazy. i owe my life to u thank you for being my best friend— thank you for you. i love u so so much bub :’)

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niallhoran: h day!!! time to celebrattteeeeee!!!!!!

annetwist: love you sweetheart!

harrystyles: I love youuuuuu!!!! Thank you lovebug. <3

zaynmalik: time to get drunk!

2014

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yourinstagram: its a national holiday!! happy birthday to my best friend, confidant, songwriting partner, and personal pillow. UR FUCKING 20. THATS INSANE. i love u so much pickle :’)

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gemmastyles: old man!!!

harrystyles: Thank you Olive :) Love you tons.

niallhoran: a special lads birthday!

zaynmalik: 🍻

jamescorden: pickle and olive!

2015

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yourinstagram: love you prince boy, happy birthday ❤️

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harrystyles: My favorite person alive. Xx

niallhoran: legal in the states!!!!

user1: his comment is so casual but so cutw i cant 😭😭😭

user2: i am so unstable shes literally posted every time on his birthday for years

user3: NEW PHH CONTENT!!!!!

ynrryupdates: our suspicions were right! she posted again this year ❤️❤️❤️

2016

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yourusername: hbd har <3 thank you for everything

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user1: no special note… i think we’re losing them

user2: :( not the same this year

user3: i think she’s holding back now because he’s official with kendall?

harrystyles: Thank you, it was wonderful seeing you. H

user4: this is weird…. harry’s comment isnt sitting right with me…?

gemmastyles: missed your face!!!!!!!!!! love you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

2017

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yourinstagram: happy birthday pickle, miss you <3

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annetwist: Missed seeing you! Come back and visit soon ❤️

harrystyles: Thank you Olive. Love you. Miss you more.

gemmastyles: missed my best friend ❤️❤️❤️

user1: are we… are we finally getting them back….

user2: slowly going back to normal………

user3: HES SO DRY 😭

user4: he said love you 😭😭😭😭😭 miss you more 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

2018

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yourinstagram: tbt our frat days 🤓 miss you always my bug, happy birthday ❤️ i love love you

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harrystyles: Be home soon, I miss you more than anything. Love you love you love you. Thank you. H x

gemmastyles: I NEED you to come over when you’re back in London!!!!!!!

annetwist: My baby! ❤️🎁🎉

user1: OH WE GOT THEM BACKKKKKK!!!!!!

user2: now that harrys a freeeeeee man we can get ynrry back like weve always dreamed of!

user3: HER bug… im unwell

2019

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yourusername: our time now, silly boy. happy birthday to my soulmate, lover, best friend… and everything else in between. i admire everything you do and I feel like the luckiest person alive to have the privilege of knowing you, cherishing you, and caring for u. that being said, i love you i love you i love you so much it hurts. thank you for choosing me. happy birthday pickle ❤️

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harrystyles: There’s no one in this world I love more than you. Thank you, baby. Very grateful for you, Olive. Xxx

jamescorden: FINALLY

billieeilish: thank GOD this has been the hardest secret to keep 😭😭😭😭

sabrinacarpenter: mom n dadddddd

annetwist: My babies ❤️🎂

user1: OH MY FUCKING GOD

user2: STOP I KNEW IT

user3: FINALLLYYYYYYYY

user4: IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ALL MY DAMN LIFE

2020

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yourinstagram: havent missed a year so why start now? happy birthday h, i love you so much ❥ p.s. ur fiance era looks so good on u ;)

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harrystyles: Thank you. And I agree; I’ve never looked better. ❤️

user1: WHATTTTTT THE FUCK

user2: THEYRE ENGAGED???!!!!!!!!!!

user3: remember in 2013 when they got asked a question on the this is us panel about how they dreamed of proposing/being proposed to and Y/N said in italy… he def proposed when they filmed golden

2021

liked by user1, harrystyles, billieeilish, and 6,818,809 others

yourinstagram: first outing as newlyweds,,, only right to be celebrating pickles birthday too. bug… i trust u implicitly and love you entirely. my husband!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! happy birthday harry ❤️

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harrystyles: Soulmate. Thank you baby. H

sabrinacarpenter: cats out the bag… mom and dad are married !!!

annetwist: Official daughter ❤️❤️❤️

[gingersnaptaff]

Poll Time 4 ☺️✨️🗡

It's time for another round of:

Myrddin - OG Merlin, he's not actually associated with Arthuriana - and the Welsh myth stuff - until much later. He's one of those who was an irl lad but got incorporated into the mythos at a later date. He was a bard gifted with the power of prophecy (as all bards were thought to be in Celtic society) and was said to have gone mad after the Battle of Arfderydd in which his king and bestie Gwenddoleu died and then he fled into the woods. This gave him the epithet 'Wyllt' or Wild cuz obviously if ur living in the woods then u ain't gonna exactly be living ur best life. He's also famous for having a sister who is-

Gwendydd: her name means 'white day' and I mean that's so pretty but ur gonna know her better as Ganieda. She's best known for the dialogue poem she has with her brother that's featured in The Red Book (or Llyfr Coch) of Hergest. It's in an englyn form (a short poem) and is basically the two of them asking about prophecies and the ensuing answers. She's also featured in two poems 'Afallennau' (apple trees) and Hoianau (The Greetings.' In Afallennau Myrddin says Now Gwenddydd loves me not, and does not greet me;/I have killed her son and her daughter.' And MYRDDIN, BABES, WHAT DID U DO?! They also love each other a lot so like eehdjdjdjd Myrddin I GOTTA KNOW

Owain - OG Yvain/Ywain/Ivain. He has TOO MANY NAMES. Owain is another irl lad who got sucked into the mythos in a kind of fuckin Alice in Wonderland thing. Best known for being the main character of 'The Lady of the Fountain' he's the twin brother of Morfudd and - if u think his mam's Modron - the brother to Mabon the Hunter. Also, his dad is Urien Rheged so like name a better family pedigree? U can't. Irl Owain is The Worst but Mab Owain is Best Boi. He has a lion. He has ravens. He is besties with Gwalchmai and Peredur. I firmly believe he and Luned have a mate's holiday every year. What's that? U don't think so? U are wrong. Iesu Grist, I love him. I think having a hug from him would fix me. He also saves Luned's life and like they ARE BESTIES.

Pwyll Pen Annwfn - Pwyll Head of Annwfn to give him his proper name. He's the one who Rhiannon marries and is an idiot and like I love him but Pwyll PLS. Also has a run-in with Arawn, Lord of Annwfn that culminates in the two of them disguising themselves as each other and Pwyll slaying Arawn's enemy, Hafgan. He's also Pryderi's dad. He dies at the end of Branch 1 and is never brought up again even tho his wife and son are literally characters in Branch 3 (and if ur Pryderi Branch 4). He's a disaster area of the highest degree.

Bedwyr - Bedwyr of the Perfect Sinew (that's what Bedrydant means) he's HOT SHIT. He's Cai's husband and he's literally one of the Best and Most Handsomest Men in Arthur's retinue. He's also one-handed and the best fighter - as Pa gur says 'They fell by the hundred / before Bedwyr of the Perfect-Sinew.' - And also I think it's imperative u know he battles with fuckin WEREWOLF (Gwrgi Garwlwyd)! Bedwyd is the voice of reason for Arthur when he talks his bud down from trying to kidnap Princess Gwladys of Brycheiniog (Breacon) after he's already been kidnapped once in what I truly imagine must have been a fuckin terrible day for her. And also he and Cai legally take custody of Goreu in Culhwch ac Olwen and ride salmon taxis together. Also, Cai says 'By the hand of my friend' as a catchphrase and it's a ref to Bedwyr. They are Husbands. I legit love him. Cai also loves him. Vote for Bedwyr to please Cai or else.

[strwbrychffoncke]

"the christmas waltz,, 3.2k words synopsis: in which anything involving rafayel was all but calm, save for the way he loved you— an unending waltz of your hearts becoming one contains: slight nsfw! lads rafayel x f!reader (reader is described to be wet + wearing panties) ,can be seen as ladsmc or not (no indication of either rly) ,marked as nsfw but its mostly just really suggestive ,that being said light somno (he's messing w u until you wake up) ,slight yearning ,angst if u squint reaaaally hard ,masturbation (raf) ,ejaculation (raf) needy!raf ,slight whiny!raf ,reader is pinned down ,kissing ,marking ,slight dry humping (raf) ,slight scent kink (? its raf after all) ,petnames (calls you his bodyguard ,cutie ,princess + your highness) ,reader is wearing panties + raf's shirt to sleep ,top!raf ,fluffy extra ,that should be it note: (kind of unedited but the fish told me to post this asap!) a small idea came to me & i meant for it to be fluff & it quickly turned nsfw oops? my contribution + apology to the raf kissers that had to get the xmas fic after christmas (but just in time for new yrs -!) pls enjoy :x

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five days.

it had been five days since your last mission wrapped up, and about a week since rafayel had been out of the country.

he had explained (more like complained) about how there was some out of the country art exhibition he was being dragged to, and that it was a "special holiday one," according to thomas (not that he cared, rafayel had sighed, going on about how such a holiday doesn't mean much to him anyway).

he tried what he could to get out of it, but in the end, he was, unwillingly, dragged away.

at the time, you were wrapping up a several-days long mission yourself, and didn't have the opportunity to see him off before he was gone, much to your dismay.

while he half-berated you for this, he did understand that it wasn't your fault, not really (only pouting at how his bodyguard was too caught up to see him off, and blaming your strenuous job for taking you away from him).

although he called and texted you often, borderline spamming you whenever he had a spare moment, it wasn't really the same without him physically clinging to you, something you somehow found yourself yearning for after he practically conditioned you into expecting it whenever in his presence.

but for now, you would have to put up with it, settling into your own personal space until he made his return.

-

you had asked him in one of your calls if he was going to be back in time for christmas. he hesitated for a moment, saying he wasn't sure, voice full of frustration from being away from you.

"that's okay, its not that big of a deal. its not like you really celebrate it, right? since its a human holiday," you joked.

"it doesn't mean that you don't," he emphasized.

"well thats okay. i'm sure i'll find some way to occupy my time," you reassured him.

"my cute bodyguard doesn't seem to be very convincing," he teased before frowning, though you couldn't see it. "you don't have to hide your disappointment, y'know?"

you sighed.

"it's okay, it's not like i blame you cause it isn't your fault, its just-" you pause, looking around the spacious studio.

"i just never really realized how big your studio is when you're not here. seriously, how did you hang around here on your own for so long?"

he let's out a hearty chuckle.

"sounds like someone's missing me."

you scoff.

"says the one blowing up my phone constantly."

"puh-lease, it's only natural as your employer to be checking in on you," he leans back against the headboard of the hotel room bed.

you can't help but to laugh at this before teasing him.

"oh? so you're checking in on me just as my employer? does that mean i'll be compensated for you taking up my free time?"

a wide grin stretches across his face.

"better me than someone else, yeah?"

"hmm..." you hum before staying quiet for a couple of seconds.

"hey!" you can hear the whine in rafayel's voice and can't help but to burst into a fit of giggles.

he scoffs, unamused.

"i know there's no one you'd rather spend your time with than me," he declares confidently.

"how are you so sure?"

"its obvious."

"how so? please enlighten me, my dear fishie."

his voice takes on a slightly lower tone, and you can hear the sheer pride in his voice when he says his next words.

"because no one can make you feel how i can."

you feel like your face has been hit by his evol.

"isn't that right, cutie?"

"rafayel!"

all he does is laugh.

-

despite how he may have sounded, rafayel felt as if he were being tortured.

it had been seven days of this, of being away from you.

he could hear your laughter, but he couldn't see the way your eyes crinkled and the way your whole body shook with amusement.

sure, he video called you, but that somehow made it worse because he couldn't touch you.

and truth be told, while a week may not be a long time for other people, it truly felt like an eternity for him.

an eternity of not being in your vicinity, of not seeing every micro expression that crossed your features as you lounged around his studio, of not seeing you waltz around so casually around him in his clothes-

an eternity of not being able to feel your soft body under his precious hands.

the phone call had ended just a while ago, and he was biting down on his slightly-open shirt as he tugged his now-constraint pants down his hips.

truth be told, even though it was meant to mess with you, his teasing comment had managed to work himself up, palming himself at the thought of you before pulling his hard-on free.

he thought about your voice, about your ringing laughter and pretty lips emitting it and how much he wanted to kiss them.

he thought about your smile, about your hand gripping the phone, other making wide gestures while you spoke, and how much he needed to feel them on him.

he thought about you in his studio, wandering around busying yourself with things to do, walking around in his clothes, sleeping in his room-

and he thought about what he'd do if he were there with you.

after he spilled all over himself, cum coating his hand and lap, a moment of clarity passed and only one thought circulated in his mind:

he needed to be with you as soon as possible.

. . .

after your call with rafayel earlier in the day, you were feeling needier than ever as you dressed yourself in his slightly-oversized button up with a cute pair of panties after your shower, inhaling his scent lingering on the fabric and sighing longingly.

based on what he'd said, you came to terms with the fact that you'd be spending tomorrow, christmas day, without him.

you tried to convince yourself it was no big deal, and that it was just any other day, but the thought of your colleagues spending the day with their respective lovers and all the posts about spending their quality time together, you couldn't help the weight on your chest.

you sighed again, taking a look at the living area.

you were pleased with this, at least.

you added a few extra decorations in the time you've been around his place (which was basically the entire week- what could you say?), even distracting yourself with tidying up the place a bit, baking, reading, or even taking a walk on the beach.

(truth be told, you were a little envious of this aspect of his home, and if you ever told him this, his simple solution would be telling you to just move in, already with that cheeky wink of his).

since it was late, and you hadn't much reason to stay up any longer you turned off the main lights, leaving the decorative ones on, and padded your way up the steps toward his bedroom.

before getting into bed, you plucked out the cologne bottle on his counter (something that you'd been doing every other night since you got here), spritzing it on one of his pillows before setting it back and practically jumping into the fluffy mattress, sinking down comfortably into it before burying yourself under the thick comforter.

you hugged the rafayel-scented pillow close to your chest, peeking over at the pile of plushies you'd arranged the night you got here, wishing them a goodnight~ before laying your head back down, breathing in the scent of your lover.

after one last check of your phone, you set it down on the bedside counter before drifting off into slumber, wishing rafayel could be with you.

. . .

it was late.

not that rafayel had any qualms about it, his sleep schedule being nowhere near existent with how scattered his inspiration came and went, chasing the flame for however long it lasted before it burnt out and he finally allowed his body time for respite.

but this was different.

almost the second he took one step back into linkon did he chase his way all the way back to his studio, secretly grateful for the time spent working out with you as he increased his stamina thanks to it (despite disliking the actual action of exercising).

it was way past midnight, barely any cars or passerbys on the street leaving little to no lingering eyes with quiet questions as to why some dashing man was running through the street in the middle of the night, and even better for rafayel: leaving no obstacles to stop him from reaching his objective- his muse.

he was sure you weren't awake so he refrained from calling you, only sending one short text before he made his break for it.

"on my way, princess."

given the message was still on delivered, he knew you were fast asleep— something he wasn't sure if he should be grateful for or annoyed at.

either way, he would see you tonight.

he needed to see you.

he loathed spending anymore time without you by his side than necessary (though in his head, there was no reason you two should ever be separated in the first place), shifting the blame to you— or rather, your job— at not being able to accompany him.

leaving me alone? the audacity...

even like this, frustrated and blaming you in his head for making him feel this way, it still fueled his steps, long legs taking wide strides (if only you were separated by an ocean, he could get to you in much shorter time), his body burning against the cold air and first brush of snow.

-

by the time rafayel made it to the door of his studio, he was practically doubled over, panting heavily trying to regain his breath, his hair a mess and snow-covered, face and chest wet from sweating.

the things he does for you....

he wastes no more time, pushing the door open, and entering his home.

he notices a couple of things that weren't there before he left: some particularly eye catching ocean-themed ornaments dangling from the tree, some presents tucked underneath it, some more little christmas lights hanging around from nearby shelves and counters—

and a single mistletoe strung up by the staircase.

he grins to himself.

your intentions are clear as day, cutie

the door barely clicks shut before he's on his way, steps loud as he bounds towards his room, sensing the presence he's so longed for this entire week.

-

when he enters the room, he stops and stares from the doorway.

there you were, fast asleep, chest rising and falling with even breaths, blanket tangled between your legs and hugging a pillow to your chest, plushies that he'd won you occupying the empty space of the bed.

he looked at you for a long moment before looking over at the plushies and glaring at them for taking up his spot of the bed before taking the last few strides towards you to finally close the distance.

he's standing over you, eyes swirling with longing, adoration, need in the darkness of the room, pupils growing, pink hue overtaking his eyes as he takes you in.

he's torn between waking you up right this instant or leaving you be and watching you sleep until you woke up or he drifted off himself.

before he realizes it, he's reaching out, one hand cupping your cheek and caressing your face while the other dips to your waist where your shirt rides up-

only then realizing that its his shirt that you're wearing.

just like he'd imagined.

he feels his breath hitch.

he bends down, dipping his head into the side of your neck, tucking his nose in before breathing in your scent.

and he feels intoxicated.

how he missed you.

he begins leaving a trail of kisses from behind your ear, down the side of your neck and down your shoulder before pausing and pulling the drooping sleeve down further to reveal more skin for him to cover.

he pulls back slightly, trying to even out his breathing as he admires you again.

you're still fast asleep.

he frowns.

how the hell were you still sleeping???

that's when he decides to mess with you a bit, mind set and decided on waking you up himself.

he shoves the plushies off his side of the bed with no remorse and removes the pillow from your arms, grabbing ahold of them and gently turning you to lie on your back.

he pulls the comforter down the rest of your body, groaning at the sight of you in just a pair of panties peeking from under the shirt before he positions himself on the bed right on top of you, pinning your wrists to the mattress and leaning down to your ear again.

"is this what you wanted?"

his voice is husky in the dim room, the moonlight from the glass dome roof the only light illuminating your pretty face and supple figure to him before he practically engulfs you, kissing down both sides of your neck and shoulders.

you let out involuntary hums and gasps, but you're still in the land of dreams.

he begins kissing down your arm, catching a whiff of some fragrance from your wrist, biting his lip to not let out a whimper before pulling it closer, unable to resist biting onto it.

your body jolts at this, and rafayel stares at your face, tongue slipping out to lick at the bite mark as you stir for just a moment before you're calm once again.

he kisses down your other arm, biting the other wrist to match before going back up to your neck, unable to stop himself before he nips at the empty canvas of your skin, sucking on the particularly sensitive areas that he's committed to memory.

at the same time, one of his hands releases from pinning down one of your wrists, trailing down your figure slowly before rubbing over the sensitive slit covered by your panties.

you're wet, he notes, and begins to grind himself against your lower half, bulge growing as his heavy panting circulates the room, his hand continuing to rub you through the thin, damp fabric.

so caught up in the way that you feel, he doesn't notice you stirring, soft noises emitting from you at his ministrations.

only when he bites down on a particular spot over your pulse point do you gasp out a moan.

your eyes shoot open, free hand reaching up, fingers tangling in rafayel's messy locks as you begin panting, mind reeling to catch up with what's happening, wondering if you're still dreaming.

"haah, rafa-yel—"

oh how he missed hearing your voice so close to his ear.

he peers up at you when he hears his name, chest rising up and down quickly as he breathes heavily, gaze glazed over as he looks back into your bleary eyes and the way your exposed skin is already blooming with his marks.

"my muse..."

his voice is breathy in the quiet of the room, staring at you for a moment longer before his lips crash onto yours.

his kiss is everything you've yearned for.

its messy, lips moving needily against each other and its not long before rafayel slips his tongue into your mouth, needing to taste you further as he fights with yours, quickly overtaking you in your still-awakening state before exploring your mouth as you surrender to him.

a particularly harsh tug at his hair prompts him to groan and pull back, string of saliva connecting you both as you fill your lungs, staring into each other's eyes.

its only then that you notice the pink swirling through the dark, lustful look in his eyes, practically glowing in the otherwise dark room.

"rafayel, when did you-"

"couldn't disappoint my princess on christmas, now could i?" his voice holds a dangerous lilt to it despite the tease, and you can feel his warm breath against your lips as he speaks.

"but i thought-"

he silences you with another longing kiss.

when he breaks this one, he takes advantage of the second you take to recuperate to grasp the hand still tangled in his locks and pinning it back down on the mattress, his grip on both getting firmer.

"for humans, today is a day where you give gifts to each other, right?"

he gets closer, lips hovering above your ear once more.

"so let me give you mine. after all, its already christmas day,"

he bites down on your shoulder suddenly, causing you to emit something between a moan and a gasp.

"..right?"

that night, your bodies joined together in the pleasure filled waltz of love, voices carrying through the room, down the studio and out towards the ocean, an echo of promise and an everlasting entanglement to the other— the one gift that truly mattered.

-

extra:

the sun reflected through the glass ceiling, warming your conjoined bodies, limbs tangled together having sought warmth from each other, given your mostly-nude forms.

rafayel is the first to stir, eyes cracking open to his favorite sight: you, his muse, in his bed, in his shirt, engulfed in his embrace, his marks littering your body-

just as it should be.

he props his head up on one hand, stroking your hair with the other until you slowly begin to stir as well.

"morning, cutie," he greets, lazy smile gracing his features.

"mo-morning, raf" you utter, rubbing your eyes and nuzzling closer to him.

"did you sleep well?"

"best sleep i've gotten all week, actually," you mumble into his chest, feeling the vibration of his laughter before he hugs you closer against him.

silence envelops you both before you gasp.

"you still have to open your presents!"

"you know you didn't have to get me anything, cutie," he smiles at you.

"yeah, well i did, so-"

you go to move when you let out a cry at a sudden sharp pain. rafayel's hands are immedietaly on you.

"hey! are you okay? whats wrong??"

you're shaking slightly, and before rafayel can panic further, you freeze him in his spot as you look directly into his eyes.

"i almost thought last night was a dream, but-"

you're glaring at him, hard.

"it seems this pain proves otherwise."

your angry expression only looks like a cute pout to rafayel, and he lets out another hearty chuckle.

"stop laughing, i'm serious! there's no way i can walk, much less move at all because of you!"

"sorry, cutie," rafayel starts unapologetically. "i just missed you too much."

"take me downstairs, i want you to open your gifts already."

"yes, your highness."

despite his playful tone, rafayel is gentle when he picks you up, holding you bridal style as he takes slow steps down the stairs.

"rafayel?"

"yes, cutie?"

"thank you for the.... surprise gift," you say, an almost shy smile taking over your face.

"there's more where that came from-"

"rafayel!"

he giggles again, and you can't help but to share the laughter.

"merry christmas," you say, eyes bright gazing into his.

"merry christmas to you, cutie," he returns the sentiment, kissing your forehead.

-

a/n: sometimes, im unsure if the readers prefer an mc reader or non mc reader ,so i tried to leave out backstory references in this one (just being vague) and leave it up for you to decide what you prefer since not everyone can really relate to the mc :x i hope it came out well! this idea struck me suddenly ,so i had to write it right away since i'd been struggling to come up w a storyline for rafayel this time =x= -

[myoddessy]

Hii can I request a JJ fic where him and the reader reveal that they're now engaged 🥹

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yourusername vacay living (let me stay here pls)

taliamar oh baby you are glowing!!

imalexx please stay! we don't want you back here!

yourusername I'll come back just for you pookie pie xoxo

imalexx literally jump off a bridge i hate you

yourusername love you too bff 💞

beautybyyn our girl looking stunning as ever! 🤩

freyanightingale marry me please i'm begging you

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yourusername feeling very loved up tonight 🥰

ksynsolos last night of the holiday, if he doesn't propose tonight then all hopes are lost

calfreezy you shouldn't.

yourusername just because ur unloved doesn't mean i am honey 🤗🤗

faithlouisak you're so pretty angelface 💞💞💋💋

yourusername not at pretty as you, my love ❤️

yn4president this barbie's everything..... and he's ken

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yourusername i guess he saw the tweets 🤷‍♀️💍

max_balegde FINALLY!!! sick of people whining about it

max_balegde i'd be a very pretty maid of honour btw

gkbarry fuck off, i'm first choice there

taliamar crying so hard rn 😭

freyanightingale heartbreaking that its some guy who's marrying you instead of me, but he's okay ig

vikkstagram congrats! 🥳

imalexx what possessed the poor lad

yourusername i'd tell you but i think i'd get banned 💔

imalexx have you ever considered dying?

[arsenalgbt]

Oh, it’s absolutely Deckai and Martindale, I only fuck with the elite ships. So, all I’m thinking about right now is Martin and Kai as wags, that’s it, that’s the whole concept. Declan and Aaron are footballers and Martin and Kai are famous in their own right. Martin is in a boyband or something and Kai is famous for something (maybe he’s a drummer of Martin’s band, idk I can’t decide) but they are known and have an established following. Martin refers to a boyfriend in an interview and Kai is absolutely not subtle about the fact he’s in a relationships and very much in love seeing as he posts bouquets of flowers on his Instagram story basically every week and alludes to the fact they are from his partner. Thing is though, nobody actually knows who they are dating because while they want it known they are in relationships, they aren’t ready for the big public focus on their respective relationships. The four of them end up on some holiday together and it was Dec and Aaron who actually took the pictures of them – Dec took the one on the boat because he thinks Kai is pretty when he laughs and Aaron took the one on the jetski as Dec drove their one. Dec and Aaron wanted to go really really fast and Martin and Kai value their lives so that’s how they paired off. Kai and Martin post like they do many of their hangouts and people decide it’s a romantic relationship and basically take it as a hard launch. The internet has fun with it and the lads think it’s kind of funny too. Ben sends Dec an article and refers to Martin as “his boyfriend’s boyfriend” and there’s just a lot of teasing that bothers Dec who wasn’t really aware he was processive over Kai until he’s pinning his hands above his head and fucking him within an inch of his life so he “remembers who he belongs to” in their hotel room

u know what. I've had this supermodel!kai / arsenal footballer PL winner champions league winner World Cup winner Declan. so this can totally be it AND IMMA BE HOENST - I can get behind the idea that Declan is possessive over kai when the plot is plotting just like this 🤤

Martin... not a boyband material (mayhaps a genius youngest composer who composed for idk Star Wars franchise lol) or a figure skating athlete. got viral after the barbie and ken stint with his on-ice partner hohoho maybe will be hard to have the 'fake hard launching' storyline lolll but imagine; a supermodel and his Hollywood composer bestie on a summer break in ibiza, posting matching pictures~

martindale and deckai are elite ships.................... IKTR!!!!!

[solsolace]

no bc- i just read “snowball” and cuddly childe + winter/cold + his family has found its way into my hard and now i’m in need of comfort scenarios now that it’s so cold pls 😭 if you want ofc! this is just a suggestion as a very touch starved reader and fan of ur work :,)!!

home for the holidays

✧ synopsis: [fluff] headcanons and drabbles; childe brings you to his home for the holiday season :) ✧ ft. childe x gn!reader (+some of childe’s family!) ✧ warnings: slightly suggestive towards the end but nothing serious, mentions of food, spoilers for childe’s real name ✧ a/n: not super wintery, but i'm in the mood for family bonding and cuddles; i hope this is alright!! (sorry it took me forever to get to this btw lmao)

»»————-　 ✦ 　————-««

✧ okay, so, harbingers don’t really get time off- including for the holidays, buuuut- childe was finally given a chance to oversee some recruits in snezhnaya, and it just so happens to line up with the holiday season, aaaand… well, he can handle some work and still get to see his family, right? right, of course, he is tartaglia after all, there’s nothing he can’t do!! ✧ plus… he’s managed to convince you to come along with him. so, it’s like he’s killing three birds with one stone! hell yeah!

✧ as eager as he is, childe can’t help but feel oddly anxious about bringing you to meet his family for the first time (despite the fact that he has been begging you to come to snezhnaya with him ever since you two have gotten together. and probably way before that, too. he’s just been very excited to share the part of himself that isn’t completely tainted by the abyss and fatui with you) ✧ he’s aware that they’re going to love you, of course-why wouldn’t they?- but what if you don’t like them? what if his siblings annoy you (or worse, embarrass him) or his parents say something offputting? he adores you, but he doesn’t know if he could handle you and his family not getting on. ✧ though, if he’s nervous, you’re an emotional wreck, whether you show it or not. childe’s told you about his family before, and the fond smile and sparkle in his eyes when he thinks of them has always made your heart flutter- they sound so sweet. you’re excited, but perhaps a bit too eager to please. you’ve spent a lot of your time recently trying to find clothing and supplies that will both protect you from snezhnaya’s freezing temperature while also giving the impression of “really-good-partner-for-your-son-please-accept-me.” oh archons, you really hope that they approve of you. ✧ both of your worries are quickly swept away when you reach his family home-more of a manor if we’re being honest, the lad is rich and he keeps his mf family taken CARE of and one of childe’s sister’s opens the door before squealing happily and calling out for the rest of the family. ✧ childe’s mother absolutely gives you the biggest, warmest hug in the entire world- definitely hugs you first before hugging her son. she might also cry; it’s been a while since she’s gotten to see him in person, and look! he’s so grown up now! he even has a lovely partner!! :’((!!! she has chosen pointedly to not count being a harbinger as maturing. ✧ it’s honestly quite lively for the first few hours of your visit; the younger ones are bouncing around you in their excitement, the older siblings are discussing new happenings with childe (and teasing him about you, of course), childe’s mother is rushing around trying to clean their already very nice house, and childe’s father is… absent. he did not come down to greet you or his son. ✧ if you start to feel overwhelmed, childe is quick to notice, and will usher you to a different room away from everyone else for a bit to make sure you’re okay.

Childe tells his family he’s going to give you a “tour of the house”, taking you by the hand and leading you down the hall before anyone can say anything. He takes you to what must be a study, walls lined with bookshelves (save for the space where a stuffed bear head is mounted on the wall) and a desk in front of the window. Outside, the snow is blowing across the frosted ground in swirling clouds, a frozen howl echoing against the glass.

“You alright?” He asks, pushing to close the door behind him. You nod, working on maintaining control of your breathing. Childe’s hand reaches to brush just in between your shoulders, tentative at first, but as you lean into his touch, he snakes his entire arm across your back and pulls you into his side. He lets you recline against him, allowing you to take however much time you need to calm down. Ever so faintly, you can hear the relaxing rhythm of his pulse mixing with the winds outside.

Once you’ve been grounded and are feeling a bit better, you move from his arms to sit atop of the desk. There’s not much you need to brush aside, though you do spot an interesting paper reading, “Gifts for the kids”. You try to spot Childe’s name, curious about what his family would get him, but a clear of his throat summons your attention before you can.

“So…” He starts, taking a step toward you. His eyes wander away from you, and there’s an air of feigned nonchalance that you’ve come to know all too well.

“Sooo?” You mimic.

“Are they… My family, I mean, do you…?”

He’s cute when he’s stumbling over his words, you think. It’s rather rare for your boyfriend’s smarmy, talkative ass to be at a loss of what to say. You know Childe really values your opinion, but is worried about it at the same time.

“Your family is wonderful, ‘jax.” You smile reassuringly, and his eyes light up. “They’re a bit excitable and energetic, but… I like it. They remind me of you.”

Now you’ve done it; Childe immediately descends upon you to steal a kiss, causing you to laugh a bit at how abrupt he is. His kisses are excitable and energetic, just like his family, just like him.

You two are, however, interrupted by a chorus of “Ooo”s, “Eww”s and “Aww”s. You both part early, glancing over at the door to see his little siblings' pairs of eyes peeking through the doorway, watching your antics in amusement. Childe narrows his eyes at them while your composure flusters, before he puts his lips back on yours. The children shriek with giggles as they scurry off, chanting some Snezhnayan version of “kissing in a tree.”

✧ when the two of you return from your, ahem, departure, you notice a tall, tired looking man in the living room. childe’s mom is discussing something with him in hushed, adamant tones, falling silent when she spots you. the once vibrant atmosphere in the room seems to have vanished. childe’s hand stiffens against yours, but his gaze remains steady. the other man does not speak, merely allowing his eyes to wander from Childe, to you, and then back to Childe. He gives a small nod, before turning to kiss childe’s mother on the forehead and leaving through the front door. ah. that must have been childe’s father. ✧ you want to say something, ask about what the hell that was, but his mother prevents you from speaking with a cheerful announcement that dinner will be served soon. she’s already making her way to the kitchen as she calls childe to come and help set up, leaving you in the now all-too-cold living room by yourself. ✧ big families mean big meals, but your added presence apparently means childe’s mom is going to pull out all the stops. i need you to imagine a 7-course meal with all 7 courses served at once. an entire damn restaurant spread out on the dining table. roasted ham, pirozhki, salmon pie, olivier salad- you couldn’t even name some of the dishes. it kind of amazes you that she not only managed to cook all this, but was able to fit it all in one space. ✧ also. yes you can make your own plate but don’t even try to be coy or modest. you’re a part of this family now and they’re gonna make sure you eat like one.

“Here, sweetie, have some more ham.” Childe’s mother is already slicing pieces off and dropping it on your plate before you can respond.

Your plate is already piled as high as it can go. But, you are nothing if not polite and desperate to get on your boyfriend’s family’s good side. “Oh, uh, thank you, Mrs.-”

“Just call me ‘mom’, dear.” She speaks with a giggle. You nod.

“Oo! You should try the cabbage rolls, me and Anthon worked on those!” Teucer chimes toward you.

“Anthon and I,” Tonia corrects her little brother gently.

“Huh? No, you didn’t- you weren’t even there!”

The warmth had returned with the chattering and merriment of Childe’s family. You steal a quick glance at your boyfriend, who is being abnormally quiet, and see him smiling down at his plate. His blue eyes have an almost melancholic wistfulness about them, one you’ve often noticed when the two of you were in Liyue- always apparent when he’s talking about how much he misses his family. But, he’s here with them now, isn’t he?

You won’t pretend to know what he’s thinking about, but you do want him to enjoy these moments while they’re here. They mean a lot to him. You reach beneath the table to lace your fingers with his. He snaps out of his reverie at your touch, turning his head to look at you. His smile widens as he squeezes your hand.

“Oh, by the way, Ajax, where are you gonna be sleeping?” Childe’s older brother asks, covering his mouthful of food to avoid spitting.

Childe tilts his head. “Uh, the guest room?” Beneath his breath, you can hear him add, almost solemnly, “As usual.”

“But that’s where Y/N is going to sleep.” His older sister comments.

“Yeah?” Childe picks up a spoonful of borscht and guides it to his mouth. “The beds big enough to fit both of us.”

His mother looks absolutely aghast. “Ajax, you know how I feel about funny business under my roof!”

He sputters on his soup, quickly grabbing a napkin to dab the beetroot that spilled out and waving his hand. “Mom-”

“Oh, but, what the hell. It is the holidays!” She chuckles, before switching to a stern mutter, “but you two better keep it down, okay? Teucer’s room is right across-”

“MOM.” Your boyfriend’s face is a deep red, his freckles standing out against his tinted skin, and you can’t help but giggle. He buries his face in his free hand with a groan.

“Wait, so Ajax gets to sleep with his partner, but when I bring my girlfriend over, she has to sleep alone?” His older sister scoffs with disappointment. “It’s not like WE were gonna do any ‘funny business’ and yet-”

“Wait, what’s ‘funny business’?” Teucer asks innocently. The table is filled with roaring laughter-and Teucer’s confused pout- and you lean into your boyfriend’s shoulder. You can practically feel the heat radiate off of his cheeks, but he’s grinning, too.

You’re only about halfway through your monster of a meal when Tonia stands up, clapping her hands cheerfully. “I think it’s time for dessert!” She calls, skipping off to the kitchen.

“Oh goodness, she’s so proud of her kutia.” Mom remarks fondly. “ We don’t normally eat it until a few days from now, but Tonia was really excited to make it for you, Y/N. Please, be a dear and compliment her on it when she comes back, won’t you?”

You shoot Childe a look of surprise and horror, whispering, “There’s more?” And he just chuckles. You should’ve expected this. As with anything to do with Childe, there’s always more.

✧ with his mother’s blessing, you two finally get some real alone time in the guest room. though, for a guest room, it’s huge- probably bigger than your own room at home. it does feel… emptier, though, especially in comparison to the rest of the house. there are no decorations, just a large bed, a nightstand with a lamp, and a dresser. you and childe’s suitcases are tucked neatly under the bed. ✧ already in your pyjamas, you hop on top of the mattress and shimmy beneath the blankets. the soft bedding sinks until you are comfortably encased in your cotton cocoon. if your boyfriend doesn’t hurry up, you might just fall asleep without him. ✧ thankfully, he comes into the room pretty soon after you, dressed in a large shirt and his boxers. he’s more modestly dressed for bed than usual, but you’re not too surprised- this isn’t exactly a private home, after all. ✧ he flops on top of the blankets across your legs, sighing loudly and melodramatically. you stretch down to ruffle his hair lovingly.

He twists his head toward you, catching your palm and planting a kiss on it. You smile before beckoning him to join your side. As soon as he’s spread the blanket haphazardly over himself, he’s weaving his arms across your waist and smushing his cheek against your shoulder.

“Was today okay?” Childe asks softly. He always seems to get unbelievably soft when he’s sleepy. You wonder if he’s aware of it.

You lift your hand to brush the side of his face. “Today was amazing, babe. Your family is really fun, and they’ve made me feel so, so welcome.” You kiss his forehead and he hums, almost relieved. “Thank you, for bringing me.”

Thank you for coming, he wants to say. Thank you for trusting me, thank you for staying with me, thank you for loving me. The words won’t come out, so he instead tightens his arms against your core.

“Ajax, are you okay?” You swivel so that you can wrap one of your arms around his neck, his head falling into the side of your chest.

There’s a pause as he considers it. Is he okay? He doesn’t get asked that a lot- and when he is asked, he always lies. He doesn’t want to lie to you any more than he has to. But what can he say? He’s home, but it doesn’t feel like the home he knew. His family has grown, and he has, too. They’ve changed, he’s changed… He misses everything he had, and there’s no way to go back.

You gently tap his shoulder, bringing him back to you. You, another change in the life he once recognized. He raises his head to look into your eyes, patient and yet worried- for him.

Childe smiles. “I’m okay, sweetheart.” He has you now, after all. He can’t go back to the way things once were. Maybe he doesn’t need to go back, if going back meant not having you at his side. Maybe one day, he’ll find the words to tell you this.

You lean in to kiss his forehead again, but he straightens up to meet your lips with his. It’s a bit clumsy, you’re both sleepy and warm and together, but you melt into each other.

Childe separates from you after a moment, and in your tired, loving haze you miss the sudden devious glint in his stare.

“You know what would make me feel even better than okay, though?”

“Hmm?”

His hands begin to roam under your shirt. “Well, you remember that ‘funny business’ my mom mentioned earlier-?”

You groan, pushing away from him and picking your pillow up to shove into his face, a bark of your boyfriend’s cackle following. He continues giggling as you turn away from him with a huff, making a point to lay down.

“Good night, you big dork.”

His laughter dies down as he slides further beneath the covers to join you, rewrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer. He kisses the back of your neck with a contented sigh.

As long as he’s next to you, Childe is already way better than okay, he’s certain of it.

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

[itsallyscorner]

okay so I love littlemix!reader x Tom holland??? the best pairing ever??? Anyways could you do something based of Holiday, like it’s obviously based off their lovers and maybe his reaction to the song & mv? Pls I’m in love with Baby Mix btw 😌❤️

Glad you’re enjoying the Little Mix member!reader x Tom Holland fics, I’m enjoying them too🥰 Thank you for the support on Baby Mix, btw, I appreciate it! Sorry for taking so long! Much love and happy reading💖

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Holiday

I completely forgot when the girls dropped the video so I’m making up a time. Enjoy:)

Counting down the minutes to midnight, Tom continuously refreshed the YouTube app on your smart tv. The two of your were in his shared home with Harry, Harrison, and Tuwaine. You’ve been staying with the lot since the beginning of quarantine; London’s travel ban prevented you from catching a flight back home to your family, resulting in your boyfriend, Tom, begging you to stay with him and his mates. You didn’t have a problem with it in all honesty, the boys were great and respectful roommates. Though you were the only woman in the house, they provided you with entertainment and respected your alone time. They were a nice group of lads, letting you in on inside jokes and making you feel like you were part of the gang. By now, you probably were part of the gang. Harrison even considered on replacing Tom with you.

“Bubs, the video’s not gonna be up yet.” You glance at the screen that showed the previous videos the band’s channel posted. Tom huffed, nudging your arms apart so he can squeeze through them to lay on your chest. The two of you were currently in his room waiting for the release of Holiday’s music video. Tom had been anticipating the video all day, asking for hints about the music video’s concept and wondering how it looked.

With his body snuggled up against yours, he rested his head on your chest and wrapped his arm around your torso. His other hand reached towards the tv with the remote as he clicked the video for Break Up Song.

“I know it’s not gonna be up yet, but what if they accidentally uploaded it early? I wanna see the video already.” He whined. His fingers began to drum to the beat of Break Up Song on your stomach.

You laughed, fingers carding through his brown curls that have grown for the past months. He hums along to the song while you text the girls. He lets out a chuckle once he sees you on the screen doing the dance that he’s been helping you learn for the video. You had been struggling to get the choreography down and doing the moves on time. Noticing your desperate attempts at the moves, Tom offered to help you. Obviously in the end you perfected the choreography, seeing as it made the video, thanks to Tom.

“You are so cute.” He mused watching you dance around in the video. “Look at you dance, I don’t know what you were so worried about. You look so adorable when you dance and look at your face! Just wanna squish those cheeks together.” He began to tease you. You whine his name out as he reached up to squish your cheeks together with his hand. Your phone began to rang causing him to stop. He glances at the sceeen, “It’s my best friend, lemme answer it.”

“Go ahead.” You giggled handing him your phone. His head remains on your chest as he answers the FaceTime call. Jesy pops up on the screen with a giant smile but it drops once she sees Tom, changing into a playful scowl.

“Hi best friend!” Tom greets her loudly, a playful grin on his face. Jesy rolls her eyes at the boy.

“Hi Tom.” She greeted him sarcastically. “Give the phone to (y/n).”

“She’s right here, see,” Tom moved the phone further away so you were both in the frame. You waved at her, “Jess I miss you!” You cried.

“I miss you too darling—Tom give her the bloody phone!” Jesy scolded him through the phone. He let out a dramatic sigh before handing you your phone and snuggling into your stomach, mumbling something about “not being able to catch a break from the constant bullying of Jesy Nelson.”

“Right just a few minutes left, I’m trying to get the other girls on here.” Jesy explained as she tapped around her phone. Sooner or later. The two of you were joined by Perrie, Jade, and Leigh-Anne.

Perrie let out a squeal as she saw everyone on the screen, “You guys I miss you so much!”

“Didn’t we all see each other just a few weeks ago?” Jade asked sipping on a glass of wine as per usual.

“Yeah, on the set, but it’s a few weeks too long.” You pouted. You noticed that everyone was drinking except for you, “Wait, has everyone got a drink except for me?”

Leigh-Anne’s eyes scanned everyone on the screen, “You are, are you in bed already? It’s so early babe.”

“Leigh-Anne’s it’s literally about to be midnight, it’s late.” Jesy chimes. Jade makes a sound of disagreement, “I mean does time even matter anymore?”

“What day is it anyway? I’ve lost track.” Perrie thought out loud. You moved to get up from the bed but Tom stopped you. “Where are you going?” He whispered.

“I’m getting a drink, I’ll be back.” You patted his cheek before sitting up. He stops you once again and stands from the bed, “I’ll get you one.” He kisses your temple and leaves the room.

“Aww, was that Tom?” Jade asked leaning closer to her camera. You hummed, “Yup, being the amazing boyfriend he is and getting me a drink.”

Perrie smirked at you, “Gosh, there’s that smile again. She’s whipped for ‘im ladies!” The girls began “ooo-ing” like a bunch of elementary school girls. “Guys, stop.” You whine.

“Have you told him the part you wrote was inspired by him?” Leigh-Anne asked, chin in her palm.

“No, I’ll tell him while he’s watching. He’s been so excited the whole day, probably more than me.” You chuckle. As if on cue, Tom comes back in with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

“Tom’s going to be so nerdy about it, like a cute nerdy, you know what I mean? All mushy gushy. Like how he gets whenever (y/n) kisses his cheeks.” Jesy said as the girls cooed. Tom peeks from beside you.

“Did I hear that correctly? Did Jesy just compliment me?” He asked everyone, looking back at you for confirmation. You shrugged as you looked at Jesy. Jade stifled a laugh at Jesy’s annoyed expression.

“Oh fuck off you div. It’s an observation. You could barely compose yourself whenever you’re around (y/n).” Jesy playfully jabs at him. You adored their friendship, it was like a brother/sister bond. Jesy being the older sibling and Tom being the annoying little brother.

“Jes, leave the poor boy alone, he makes our baby happy.” Perrie defended Tom. Tom smiles thankfully at her, “Thank you Perrie, at least I know some of you like me.”

Tom pops open the champagne and takes one of the glasses to pour the beverage in, “But I’ll take it as a compliment Jes. Cheers to that.” He raises his glass and clinks it with your phone screen. You and the girls continue to talk until midnight. When the video was finally released you all celebrated and took some screenshots of each other to post later.

When your FaceTime call with the girls ended, you turned to Tom, who already had the video up on the screen. He made grabby hands at you and pulled you to sit in between his legs. With his back against the headboard he made sure the two of you were comfy before asking you, “Can I click play now?”

You chuckled at him as his leg bounced, “Yup.” He pressed play, placing the remote down and wrapping his arm around your front to pull you closer to him. The intro to the video starts, the title of the song appearing on the screen in a water type font. Jesy pops up on the screen singing her part, Tom cheers yelling “It’s my best friend!”

Tom hypes each of the girls up while they appear on the screen, cheering their names. When the chorus comes, his brows furrow as he looks down at you. “Wait where are you? Why—why didn’t they show you yet?” He questioned you, visibly upset. You were about to answer but instead pointed to the screen when you realized your part was coming up.

Boy, have I told ya?

You give it to me like no other guy

We got that heat, yeah, like the summer (summer)

And that's why I'm so glad I made you mine

You appeared on the screen, body cladded in a white bikini that had gold straps for both the bra and thong. You bursted out laughing when you saw Tom’s reaction. His eyes look like they were about to bulge out his head while his jaw was slacked.

“Holy...shit.” He mumbled eyes glued to the screen as you sang. The scene was you in that blue hallway type set. You looked at the camera, bedroom eyes fully activated as your back slid down the wall. You felt his grip around you tighten, his breathing getting deeper.

The scene changed to the one with the planets, sculptures, and lounging chairs. You were seen walking towards a Chaise lounge, giving the camera a perfect view of your bum. While you sat sideways on the couch in the video, Tom couldn’t help but think about how gorgeous you looked in the video. You looked like a goddess, confident as you strutted around in that little number of yours in the video.

You turned to look at him once your part was done and pressed a kiss to his jaw. “You know my whole part was about you right?” His head snaps to look at you, “You wrote something about me in a song?”

“Tommy, I always do. Who else would I be singing about?” You asked him amused. He took a second to think before shaking his head, “I thought it was in general, like it was based on how you would feel if you were with someone that made you feel that way.”

You nod at his explanation, “Well yeah, the fans could see it that way. But when I sing it, it’s about you.”

A goofy grin made its way to his face before he giggled, “It’s about me.” He pulled you into a hug from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder. He turned back to the tv to see you all dressed as mermaids while you sang your part in the chorus.

“Wait what—you’re mermaids?” The look of confusion appeared on his face again as he tried to figure out the video. He looked at you then back to the screen, repeating the action a few times.

“I never thought I’d say this, but if you were a mermaid, I’d still fuck you.” He confessed with a shrug. You bursted out laughing at his confession, “How do you even fuck a mermaid, Tom?”

His hands gripped your sides, voice going down an octave, “You tell me, (y/n). Get the mermaid tail back and we’ll find out.” You looked at him shocked, “Thomas!”

He laughed dropping the act and went back to watching the music video. “Wait, I’m still cofused. I thought you guys were in space cause of the planets and stuff. Why are you guys also underwater? And mermaids?” You tilted your head trying to come up with an answer for him.

“Um—it’s a spa, on a another planet, which also has an ocean I’m guessing, and that’s why we’re also mermaids?” You explained, also questioning yourself.

“I like the concept, probably the most random video you guys have had, but it’s sick.” He approved of the video with an impressed look on his face. When the video ended, he immediately pressed replay. Though when your part came up this time he let out a “GOD DAMN” before his eyes scanned you up and down. When he finally felt like he’s processed the music video, he let it play in the background and paid attention to you.

He leaned down to kiss your lips sweetly, “Love, that was amazing. I’m proud of you.” He was quick to add on, “And thank you for writing a part of the song about me, I never thought someone would write a song about me, not even a part. But thank you, I love you so much.”

You giggled shoving your face into his neck as you both moved to cuddling. Suddenly you remembered something you and the boys promised to do.

“Tom! We were supposed to watch the video with the other boys! Remember we promised to not watch it without them?” You leaned back to look at Tom who was already shaking his head.

“Oh they’re not allowed to watch the video.” He muttered. Your brows furrow at him. Tom motions to the tv, the part where your bum was facing the camera on the screen.

“Because of that, I don’t need them seeing that, that’s mine.” One of his hands trail down the length of your back to grip your ass. He rolled over so he was on top of you, dipping his head into your neck, his lips ghosted fluttery kisses along your skin. You let out a content sigh, running your hands through his soft hair. When his lips reached your ear, he whispered, “But seriously though, you should think about investing in a mermaid tail.”

[ajransome]

Hello! It Nicole. Let’s get to it, lads.

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A.J. Runcorn

cw: mental illness, sexual assault reference; please read with care <3 

the biography:

For as long as he remembered, A.J.’s mother waded through the rough waters of life as if one foot stood on solid ground and the other on a slick sheet of ice. Her conspiracy theories mounted over the years, albeit Mari Runcorn hardly viewed them in such a light. In her perspective, her consciousness slowly but with steadfast determination uncovered the great and oftentimes troubling oddities of life—of their life, Mari and her son, a simple one in Topsham with a cottage that they barely afforded to keep. She claimed that A.J. came from a long line of pureblood wixen, the Runcorns, never acknowledged by prominent pureblood families due to their destitution that amassed over centuries. It hardly mattered that society deemed them outcasts, though, because A.J.’s father planned to save them one day. This mysterious, unnamed man who came from one of the most powerful families in the Wizarding world would one day come for Mari and their son; she took this belief to the grave. A.J. aged in spite of his mother’s delusions of grandeur. In all the ways his mother floated above clouds, he rooted himself in pragmatism, fell in love with logic, and worshipped at the altar of factual evidence. Perhaps a pureblood wixen fathered A.J., but he saw this story not as the fairytale Mari told. Rather, someone took advantage of his mother, saw her vulnerability as a weakness to penetrate, and abandoned her with a child. He would never call that man father; monster seemed far more fitting.

Despite his mother’s obvious and untreated mental illness, A.J. loved the woman with as much adoration as his weathered soul mustered. By his thirteenth birthday, he found odd jobs in transporting illegal goods across the country, which paid enough for primary school and to keep food on the table. No one suspected a child smuggling, and he banked on that juvenile assumption for the next few years, particularly when healers diagnosed Mari with early-onset Dragon Pox and he stepped in as the sole breadwinner of the family. She finally passed away his final year at London School; his father, the man she loved for seventeen years, never came. A.J. lived at the Topsham cottage alone for a few weeks until Amos Diggory pieced together his friend’s predicament. By Christmas, A.J. packed everything he owned into one bag and moved to Ottery St. Catchpole where he lived through graduation, and spent holidays with the Diggorys throughout Hogwarts. He viewed Mrs. Diggory as a second mother and Amos as brother; as for Mr. Diggory, A.J. never quite warmed up to any father figures, and likely never would.

A.J. continued finding under-the-table work smuggling goods and rare artifacts across the country throughout Hogwarts, which paid for his Pre-Healer degree and continued studies at St. Mungo’s. As he nears completion of residency, A.J. grapples with the fact while healers frequently praise his medical expertise, his bedside manner leaves much to be desired. In fact, ever since a biting incident with a witch who transfigured her mouth into a beak, A.J. questions if healing is his life’s true calling, joking that he much prefers patients that already succumbed to their illnesses.

the highlights:

he/him or they/them, plz. pureblood (allegedly) 

father is ““““allegedly””””” pureblood but unknown to A.J., so if any of y’all with purebloods wanna make a connection, pls hmu! i would love to flesh out this plot point and dont have any plans right now!!

pls call him A.J.! i know canon refers to him as Albert, but that won’t be until much Older 

London School ‘75 / Ravenclaw ‘78

currently finishing residency @ Mungo’s, so on campus a bit, but does A.J. wanna be a healer???? who’s to say, lads 

smuggles illegal goods n artifacts on the side for some $$$ (sturgis is v emosh about this ok), so hmu with your plot thots

lives at the Commons

we’re lookin for friends n past connects, so hmu with your thoughts

i think that’s it!! i’m super excited, y’all :’ )

[usagichanp]

lexthan

*rubs hands together* I was hoping someone would ask me that

This is gonna be a long one folks.

General:

Rate the Ship -  

Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - Life long partners, babey.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - I think they had crushes on each other for a while. They didn't officially say "I love you" till a few months into their relationship, but they thought it sooner.

How was their first kiss? - I wrote a lesbian Lexthan version of their first kiss, though I don't think canon Lexthan's first kiss was like that. I imagine it to be not really planned out; just like they're talking to each other in the car and lock eyes, then slowly lean in and kiss. Since they've had kisses before, it's not a catastrophe, and it's actually fairly soft.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Ethan. Wrote a whole ass fic about it.

Who is the best man/men? - I know who the best man is in my fics (it's my man Marsh, for those who have read it), but idk about the canon Ethan's best man. Maybe Danny (the Smoke Club Boy) but I'm not sure if they'd be friends enough to be his best man. He might not have one.

Who is the bride's maid? - Hannah. Duh.

Who did the most planning? - Ethan, but Lex chipped in too. Tom might help as well if asked lol

Who stressed the most? - Ethan. Though their ceremony isn't big, he still wanted it to be a good memory down the road (it was)

How fancy was the ceremony? -

Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

First they had just a courthouse wedding where they signed the papers, then had a tiny wedding ceremony with only close friends. Even if they could afford a proper wedding (Canon Lexthan prolly couldn't afford it) I don't think they'd want a big affair anyways. It's be exhausting.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Lex's mom. Obviously.

Sex:

Now we're getting to the good part lads

Who is on top? - Ethan is a fucking switch. You can't convince me otherwise. He tops maybe like... 60/40 or 65/35. But when Lex tops, she tops bitch.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Ethan likes instigating things since he's a horny teenage boy, but it Lex doesn't want to, he stops. Sometimes Lex instigates, but usually when she does she's in the mood to top.

How healthy is their sex life? -

Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

I'd give it a 7.5, depending on the situation. While they try to tone it down around Hannah, when they have alone time they'd totally go for it. Ethan's glovebox in his car has a box of condoms in it at all times. What can I say, as I said before, they're horny teenagers

How kinky are they? -

Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

They don't like seeing each other hurt so they wouldn't like BDSM. They're not vanilla but nothing too crazy- blindfolding, light bondage (aka tying hands up with rope or cloth), scratching, light spanking, pegging

How long do they usually last? - It depends on how much time they have to have sex. They've done quickies in bathrooms or whatever before, but if they have all night then they're pretty good at prolonging it.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Absolutely. It is said in multiple fics (I think?) of mine that Ethan makes sure Lex has the same amount of orgasms as he does. Always.

How rough are they in bed? -

Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

They certainly can have slow, soft, romantic sex, but Ethan is also 100% capable of rocking Lex's world so hard she can't walk right for a week. (That happens in my first fic, Cassieopia, albeit off screen)

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

1) I fucking love that metaphor 2) They don't get much physical affection at home, so they fucking love snuggling and cuddling- whether it be after sex or just hanging out. Sometimes they cuddle as a form of stress relief after a shitty day.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - 2, maybe 3.

How many children will they adopt? - I think they might prefer to have children naturally, but in my California series they gain custody of Hannah when she's 12. Does that count?

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Lex forces Ethan to learn how to change diapers. That being said, Lex isn't half bad at changing them either, since she helped change Hannah's when she was a child.

Who is the stricter parent? - They're not exactly strict parents, but both Lex and Ethan can definitely scold the kid. ("hAnNaH! tHaT bEtTeR bE fUcKiNg fLoSs!!!!!") That being said, both take care to not be abusive to their child, especially Lex. She doesn't want to be like her mom, so she tries to keep her temper in check.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Ethan has good reflexes, and has stopped his kids from falling and hitting their chin on a playground structure more than once. (Fun fact! That happened to me when I was 3. I fell from a steel elephant shaped jungle gym at a German zoo, hit my chin on a steel bar, and bit through my lower lip/knocked 3 teeth out. I still have the scar years later lol)

Who remembers to pack their lunches? - Lex. Though the lunches aren't always the healthiest.

Who is the more loved parent? - I think they're both loved, but maaaaaybe Ethan a bit more.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Neither would attend PTA meetings out of the goodness of their hearts. If Lex or Ethan would go to a PTA meeting, it'd most likely be because they wanted to yell at a teacher or principal. They might go seperately or together depending on the severity of the issue.

Who cried the most at graduation? - Ethan wouldn't admit he cried, but he did. So did Lex.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Oh bitch, Lex and Ethan both said fuck the law. If it was just like, an overnight jail cell for some stupid misdemeanor, they might try to break their kid out. Otherwise, Lex would probably the one paying the bail because Ethan would try to punch the cop in the face if the cop talked shit about Ethan's kid. That reaction is not exclusive to cops.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Neither of them are exactly 5 star chefs, but they can hold on their own. Lex is better at cooking breakfast and Ethan is better at cooking dinner- but if he's exhuasted from work, Lex can cook dinner for him.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Neither are picky. Both of them grew up young scrappy and hungry just like their country without really the chance to be picky. They had to take what they could get.

Who does the grocery shopping? - Lex. She's good at calculating totals in her head. I wrote that in an unrealeased fic.

How often do they bake desserts? - Rather rarely. Perhaps on special occasions or to bond. Ethan has ruined the kitchen with his kid trying to bake a cake for Lex at least once. Maybe more.

Are they more of a meat lover or salad lover? - Meat lovers, babey. Fuck that fancy plant bullshit.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Ethan. I wrote that in the proposal fic.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Depends on what you count as "going out". Lex likes going to McDonalds, but Ethan is the one who suggests eating at actual restaurants.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Ethan, but both have had near misses.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Both had fairly messy rooms as teenagers so they're not super anal about having sparkling clean rooms. That being said, when someone comes over Lex does try to tidy the place up a bit. At least enough to make it seem like they have their shit together. Ish.

Who is really against chores? - Ethan can be a bit of a lazy bones sometimes, but Lex isn't exactly a huge fan of chores either. However, she is used to doing chores since she practically raised herself and Hannah.

Who cleans up after the pets? - They take turns. Both hate it.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Ethan, because he doesn't want to incur Lex's wrath.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Lex. As I said above, she actually actively cleans the house beforehand. Not to the level of that freaking out mom from the comedy video who's name I can't remember tho.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Ethan. He has a nack for finding random bits of money. Score.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Lex, though both take relatively quick showers to save water.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - They actually like doing it together. It's nice to get some fresh air, and they enjoy each other's company.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Ethan goes over the top, partially to annoy Lex. You know that Christmas tree Chris Pine vine? Yeah, Ethan would fucking do that.

What are their goals for the relationship? - Live a better life together than they did in Hatchetfield. White picket fence and California dreams shit.

Who is more likely to sleep till noon? - Ethan, but Lex is known to sleep till 3 in the afternoon if she's really tired.

Who plays the most pranks? - Ethan. That's literally canon.

I can babble about them all day lol

[ketamineharry]

Hiiiii girl✨✨

Pls can I request like, holiday abroad with all the lads and gals, but reader & Behz can’t stand each other to begin with??? Then when they’re all on a night out they sort of end up confessing to liking each other idk??? Thank u x

Hi bitch!!

Not sure why you’re on anon. But this has now been posted. Hope you like it. Love you always xx

[crockettmarcel]

Call the Midwife Thoughts: Christmas Special 2019

Sister Frances!!! my heart is soft

Val is an eternal mood omg

everyone looks like they’re having So Much Fun

THE TURNER CHILDREN!!!

they’re literally all so cute

oh damn so Everyone is sick

why does poor Sister Frances look so terrified

the way Mother Mildred talks makes me sob omg

everyone: omg I’m so gassed to go on a Mediterranean holiday to convalesce

Mother Mildred: let’s go to Scotland laydeez!

“I’m not that sort of Scottish” omg

literally so excited to see Sister Frances babysit for the Turners

let Sister MJ go to Scotland >:(

Fred is so powerful

Val in that orange hat and coat >>>

I love that May and Angela always have matching outfits

Phyllis is not taking Any of Fred’s shit today

that’s,, slightly different to Nonnatus

“I don’t know if you’d convalesce, so much as die up there” my mum knows what’s up

Reggie!!!! the man of the house :)

the look Lucille gave Val when she said “I won’t bother then” omg,,

you know she’s been thinking about kissing Val since they arrived

the CtM music played on bagpipes is iconique and we deserve more of it

hold up,, they don’t give birth on a Sunday??

jus thinkin about how much I love everyone on this show

nuns sending “saucy” Christmas cards :)

is Sister MJ going to use the money to get a ticket to Scotland bc that would be so chaotic and I really hope she does

Lucille saying that they’re All from London !!!

incomplete placenta?? uh oh

placenta complete :)

“This is a completely dreadful way to convalesce”

Reggie found his present :((

why does the phone give so little time for so many coins

oh Sister MJ is Definitelt planning something

Isla’s so sweet !!

oh my god no! Isla!!

Sister Hilda and Sister Frances are so chaotic I love them

hey Richmond Park is near my house :)

this woman can talk herself out of anything

I wish I had Dr Turner’s coat

Patrick u better stop

I’ve decided that there’s only one braincell and Val and Phyllis take it in turns using it

Mrs Norry doesn’t sound Scottish. also why is she so angry. what’s a Christmas tree gonna do

she actually did it, the mad lad. she went to Scotland

Mother Mildred is going to KILL her omg

Mother Mildred: I’ve got my priorities. 1- scones. 2- yell at Sister MJ. there’s nothing else in my life

oh, they’re Presbyterians

I like Janet’s shirt/dress thing

she’s got appendicitis,, peak

Trixie and the calf dksjhsskdk

has Dr Turner ever done an appendectomy,, bc he looks really nervous

oh okay he has but I feel like this story won’t have a happy ending

I’d like to get on the wrong side of Sergeant Dyer :))

Effy’s going to pass out in the cold and get hypothermia and almost die I can feel it

this is so tense omg pls

Fred’s faces during the surgery are iconic

well Effy’s not in good shape

Trixie bby :(

“Make yourself look ~groovy~” Vi is Such a mum omg

Phyllis!!

Reggie :(

she’s the gift !!!

okay Sister Julienne also gets to use the brain cell

a white stag!!!! she got to see the white stag!!!

my dad: does she die now?

dad nO >:(

I love Miss Higgins ! can’t believe I used to hate her smh

“a fat accomplis?” Fred,,

imagine not being in love with CtM.. couldn’t be me

look at them all making paper chains on the train!!!!

still rooting for Higgins x Crane ngl

I’m: in love

5th Jan ladies!

[conelly]

( luke hemmings, twenty-two, cismale, he/him ) did you see BYRON CONELLY walking down main street earlier?  you know who i’m talking about, they’re a DECKHAND.  everybody in town says that they’re SANGUINE & NONJUDGEMENTAL, but have a tendency to be IMPRESSIONABLE & VOLATILE too.  BYRON has been in town for ONE AND A BIT years. c'mon, they’re always requesting SWEET CAROLINE by NEIL DIAMOND at karaoke nights.  well, i’m sure you’ll see them soon! ( ooc: sunny, 22, she/her, est )

hi thanks for tuning in, SUNNY here to tell you all a lil bit about westmere’s very own new nd improved favorite loser below. sorry for this summary being all over the place, it’s kinda how my brain works heh which is kinda perfect bc byron will for SURE be all over the place too ( u can rly tell at a certain point i was like ok i give up + i’m posting mf ). let me know if u have any questions about ‘em and most importantly, lmk if you would like to plot a lil connect or sumn 😙

@westmerestarters​ 

FAMBAM + BACKGROUND

born 14 years after the elder conelly ( wanted brother connect !!! ) entered this word to two parents who didn’t seem to read the job description, it was clear that byron wasn’t planned. and down the line, he’d soon realize through the tumultuous household he was brought up in - perhaps never even wanted.

byron’s parents had one constant - and that was fighting. over anything, all the time. there just wasn’t any love between the two and they stayed together for whatever meaningless reasons until byron hit middle school. ( there might’ve been a super short lull in toxicity once byron was born, but it had to be short as his first memories are nothing shy of toxic. )  it was a messy separation ( they never paid the full legal fees for a full divorce ) - his father moving to the coast of nj & his mother moving to a smaller apartment nearby her own mother ( which, due to the negative relationship among his mother + grandmother, also called for more tension ). he’d often be dropped off @ his grandmother’s house for baby-sitting or when he was ‘ becoming too much to handle. ’ eventually his grandmother moved into his cousin’s house ( MONROE ) and although grateful he made a practically new brother, similar tendencies of feeling unwanted occurred when byron noticed their grandmother praising and coddling and favoriting monroe just a bit more.

( his mother was a struggling addict ( and had been her whole life ), but the loneliness, newfound pressures and whatever excuse she was able to name caused her drinking to spiral worse than byron remembered ( even at his young age ) before. )

( his father was rarely in his life, but when he was, he was THE coolest. always played good cop in any situation regarding his mother, despite choosing not to have an active role in byron’s life. byron looked up to him like no other. when he WAS around, he taught byron how to surf, skateboard, play sports, they’d play video games, they’d eat junk food - honestly anything that byron wanted to do. his dad was an adrenaline junkie and created the stepping stones for byron to be one too. he was a marine biologist & pretty successful at that. passionate,  intelligent, but seemingly finding his newfound life a lot better than his previous - which is why he never wanted byron to stay too long, the boy reminded him of her, of the past. )

( his older brother moved out of the house when byron was just a lil kid, they’re not very close and don’t have much in common ... or so it seems. he lives in nyc and they only talk here and there on holidays. he was never a huge part of his life, but it does bum him out to think what could’ve been / could be. )

TO GET THE GIST 

due to never receiving the attention he craved from his family members, he made up for it tenfold in school. he was always talking to everyone, loud, boisterous, gregarious, life of the party; he wanted people to like him and they did. he become a total people pleaser, molding himself to make sure everyone was content and stayed around. impressionable, adaptable. he felt less this way towards adults and had a bit of a rebellious phase, hanging with the wrong crowd & getting into things he probably wouldn’t do otherwise. old habits die hard and he still tries his best to make everyone crack a smile, to remember him - since he believes he won’t be remembered for much else.

after he just barely skated by in high school ( his grades were never as good as his cousin’s and never lived up to his father’s expectations ), byron felt a bit lost. a lot of people had plans, were heading off to college - but already under the assumption he couldn’t reach any expectation in that realm ( a lil self fulfilling prophecy am i right pals ), he stayed in town - caring for his mother who hardly had anything together, his uncle who got sick very quickly & passed, spending time with his grandmother, while he himself fell into a rut. most of his days meant he drove out towards his dad’s place ( dad hardly there now, out and about with his new family ), surfing, smoking, and grabbing some cash doing odd jobs any way he could. he lost any purpose he once had ( but yall would never know it bc who wants to be in someone’s life who’s a buzzkill ? all smiles, baby, all smiles. )

IN WESTMERE

when his cousin offered the opportunity to travel cross-country in his van, byron had nothing to lose. always adventurous in spirit, he immediately said yes - deciding to ignore that ‘obligation,’ that feeling to make sure they were a-ok that he felt towards his parents. he needed an out and this was it. 

after landing in the small connecticut town for the night, the two fell for it - especially since when they got there along the water, it was a summer night + everything landed into place. they decided to stay there a bit longer ... and that eventually turned into more than a year. still antsy to keep traveling and to move around, byron has been ready to head out ... but stays for a few reasons - and them all being people ( bc lbh the surf is not even on point here ok )

his current job is a deckhand ( on a bunch of boats, ppl prob hired him as word of mouth got around that he knew what he was doing ). prob got that knowledge from being by his dad’s on the water when younger ( he’s ... obsessed with the water ) ! and also he’s just a quick learner ok ( ps: if your charrie has a boat pls let’s make somethin happen )

TO KNOW [ headcanons + more ]

his fav karaoke song is sweet caroline bc he knows everyone will be able to sing nd party along. he does it for the ppl, ppl.

he never saw too many baby / kid pics of himself which was kind of a bummer bc he really only remembers negative times - somehow they overpowered ( i bet lil byron was cute as fuck too fml )

he’s super into drugs, hallucinogenics, honestly you name it. it started off w/ him being impressionable, then bored, and now he just enjoys it. despite his mother’s addiction running through his blood, he still continues to do his thang.  

longboards around town so watch your toes

uses 🤙🤙 all the time and not ironically 

has an existential crisis on the daily about purpose but keeps that to himself most times 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

someone pls give me a sugar mama idc how we plot it out they don’t have to hook up they can idk idc i just want someone giving him money or expensive things it can be so much fun ok ,, pool boy ? idk sign me up

pls if your muse has a boat, let him be the deckhand ok it will also be so fun and potentially angsty if he fucks something up

a fling 100% - even multiple ? idc listen he is currently sharing a tiny VAN with his COUSIN he needs a place - like an actual bed - to crash on at night

can he save someone who was potentially drowning pls??? he used to be a lifeguard, it can be a cool/fun thread to write out

omg off of that can he teach someone how to swim 

look if anyone is into marine bio, can they somehow know byron’s father ?? i feel like that could make room for a cool plot

also i have an older brother connect on the w/c’s page lmk lmk

give me a good influence that will somehow have him open up + tell him that it’s weird to be so sunshiny all the time. maybe someone who witnesses him at his worst + stays, ya know ??

a bad influence plot where y/c takes this impressionable young lad and puts him through the ringer tbh ( srrsly he’d do a lot for ppl, so ask him to do something illegal for them it’ll be fun )

party pals, smoking pals, on the water 24/7 pals, 

co-worker, other ppl that work on the water ( fishermen?? more deckhands?? captains??)

gimmie someone he accidentally bumped into while longboarding ( he’s a large human it might’ve done damage ok )

i want and need enemies ok i know he’s chill as fuck and wants everyone to like him but there’s always a way to find enemies >:o. anything angsty for REAL.

unrequited thing? where he led someone on?? i’m sure he does this constantly

don’t ruin the friendship thing omg plsssss always so fun

look i’m open for it ALL. every plot u have in mind so lay it on me

[cxntrasts]

hey, isn’t that {AMYCUS CARROW}? {HE} is a {SEVENTH YEAR + SLYTHERIN} and I’ve heard that they are {CALCULATING & PERSISTENT} but can also be {CRUEL & IRRITABLE}. there’s also rumours that they are part of the {REBELS (DEATH EATERS)}, and maybe that’s because they are {PUREBLOOD}? but who knows if that is true. they also look really similar to {JACOB ELORDI}, but I don’t see it myself.

HI meet amycus!!!! he is another BIG newbie to me so pls bear with me while i stumble around for a bit writing, trying to find his speech patterns and general behavior n such 

this intro is a big mess hehe

tl;dr he sucks

he’s always been angry, amycus. always. he came into the world screaming and he’ll leave the world screaming, sooner or later (and, he reckons, it’ll be sooner).

the only son of the carrow family, where alecto had to work harder for their parents’ love, amycus was constantly watched. trained to be an heir and carry on the family name and everything that came with it

(cw: implications of abuse in the next few points) he was never too much the brunt of their parents anger - that was always alecto. they might as well have been joined at the hip as kids, and when alecto was in trouble amycus was right there with her

but alecto seemed to get in trouble more, and amycus would try and cover for her, he’d argue with their father and try and turn the anger towards him instead, and then he would fight back.

amycus fell into the wrong crowd at hogwarts, but what else was to be expected of him? he fell into the role of pureblood slytherin boy perfectly, and the anger that had been aimed at his father for the first eleven years of his life could now be aimed at other students, namely mudbloods. cheers!  

things changed with alecto, too - where they were once always together, she was sorted into ravenclaw. now they were their own person, after eleven years of being each other’s support.  

(cw: abuse implications again, cheers lads) holidays home grew progressively more tense. maybe it was because he felt she betrayed him by being sorted into ravenclaw, maybe it was the influence of his new friends, maybe it was a little bit of both. amycus once stood in the way to defend his sister, but now he was watching his father from the corner of his eye. he couldn’t bare to face alecto’s pain head-on, but he could watch and learn.

he thinks it’s all funny, this shit with the death eaters and the rebels and blood purity. it was funny before voldemort died, how everyone was losing their shit, and it’s funny now how the other side is losing their shit. sure, it’s his side, but it wasn’t like he had any major stakes in the war. he’s still trying to deal with school.

amycus knows he’ll be fine. he has his parent’s protection if any aurors come knocking on their door. besides, they’d definitely get sent to azkaban before amycus, seeing as he’s just a poor kid and all.

he can be decently charming when he wants to be but its rare that he wants to be lol. mostly just to professors and the classmates he actually tolerates

baaaaaasically he’s a big pain in the ass who doesn’t feel remorse for any of his actions (unless it comes to his sister but thats complicated uwu), hates muggleborns, is probably going to work some shitty job at the ministry after his hogwarts career is over unless he finds something better to do, and just wants to cause trouble. cheers!

deeeeeep down is he afraid of who he’s becoming and kind of hates himself? for sure but we sure as hell aren’t gonna get into that shit

other fun things:

he has the dark mark uwu, his sleeves normally cover it but he also doesn’t go out of his way to hide it

on the slytherin quidditch team as a chaser, he used to be a beater but he took the title of that role a little too seriously and the professors made him switch lol

his pet is a hawk who lives in the owlery with all the other owls, probably bullies them, he doesn’t know doesn’t care. he trained that hawk when he was a kid and it scratched up his arm enough, he’s gonna keep it at school with him. if anyone questions him, he just keeps telling them it’s an owl, even though it’s very clearly not.

the hawk doesn’t have a name, it’s a hawk.

biiiiig fan of unforgivable curses, especially the cruciatus curse heehee, he was for sure the type of kid who burned ants under magnifying glasses except he just tortured them with magic :-)

pls dont call him amy he hates that very much

actually really, really into wizard chess. playing chess is Amycus’s Big Boy Calm Down Chill Out Time

[denerims-archive]

Joy/Bones and/or Claire/Joel???

MCFARROW TIME LADS!

General:

Rate the Ship -   Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - Till the end of their lives these two are MARRIED!

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - SLOWLY! It took them three damn years to finally hook up. That kinda confirmed that they were in love with each other but then it took another half a year for Joy to stop being weird and flightly and finally fess up!

How was their first kiss? - Really...really sweet actually considering they immediately go back to Bones’ place and smash. It’s right after they’re celebrating Kirk’s birthday and the two of them finally find themselves outside by themselves and Joy is the one who tugs him down a little and gives him a tender kiss. (Bones would never initiate just because....power dynamic could be icky).

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Bones!

Who is the best man/men? - KIRK! He also has Joy’s brothers and some of the crew as his best men.

Who is the bride’s maid(s)? -  Her baby sister is her maid of honor! Same with Bones she has some of the crew as her bridesmaids too.

Who did the most planning? - Joy! She was very excited.

Who stressed the most? - Joy lmao! Taking on all that planning and being an award-winning neurologist and researcher is a lot. They also have to organizing everyone being on Earth the same time for the ceremony which is an Adventure considering one of her younger brothers is also an engineer doing working for Starfleet.

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - They don’t really have any specific people they super dislike (Bones just...mildly dislikes people). He did joke about not inviting Spock and Kirk said >:|

Sex:

Who is on top? - Bones! Joy loves to be enveloped by him and let him take the reins. 

Who is the one to instigate things? - Joy! Needs to go to horney jail. Bones does it on occasion but his signals are a little more subtle. Joy just stands on her toes and whispers smth nasty she wants Bones to do to her in his ear.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - Pretty long actually! Bones has some stamina. Which is good because Joy has got Libido. Once they’re done, Bones is out like a light though. No multiple rounds for them lmao.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Yeah! Joy actually wants to give Bones multiple ones which he’s fine with but he has to tell her to give him a minute before she does it again lmao. Those nights he sleeps REALLLY well. Joy is insatiable and Bones is here to please and is pretty talented at getting Joy off. That and Joy lets him know exactly what he needs to do.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - Three!!

How many children will they adopt? - None!

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Bones!

Who is the stricter parent? - Bones definitely. Joy is much more understanding and lenient with the kids but Bones is a lil grumpy as a dad sometimes. It comes from a place of caring though and he has Joy to temper him. (Not that he’s super angry he just is very protective and wants them to be their best!)

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Bones!

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Joy!

Who is the more loved parent? - Joy!

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Joy!

Who cried the most at graduation? - Joy! 

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Bones! Lmao. The kids don’t wanna disappoint their mom because she’ll give them the sad and disappointed look. Bones is just like....don’t ever do that again. 

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Bones!

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Bones!

Who does the grocery shopping? - Joy!

How often do they bake desserts? - Lots! Joy is an excellent baker and also happens to bake when she’s stressed so lots of cookies. Bones gains like 15lbs when they start dating lmao.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Joy loves some salads and you know Bones loves some chicken wings or a good steak.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Bones!

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Bones!

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Joy!

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Bones!

Who is really against chores? - Joy!

Who cleans up after the pets? - Bones!

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Joy!

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Joy! She wants everything to be nice.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Joy! Hell yeah~ She puts it in their little jar of money saved for vacations.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Bones...he loves to be pampered.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Bones! He loves that dog so much.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Both of them love the holidays! 

What are their goals for the relationship? - To support each other in their careers, to get married and have a family! Basically just to offer support to each other and build a life together. SOFT.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Bones!

Who plays the most pranks? - Joy but she’s bad at it lmao. It usually ends with Bones kissing her, endeared, and getting her back by tickling her. (Until Joy accidentally smacks him because she’s flailing about.)