#muse : sarah crewe.

[insidefantasy]

@wehavefoundthestars liked for a starter.

"i'm thrilled that you decided to join me. doing this alone would have been okay, but it's definitely better with you here. i appreciate the company and having someone to talk to is always wonderful, especially when it's you," she says with a warm smile, her hands gently gathering flowers from the garden nimbly avoiding any thorns. a little prick here and there doesn't bother her too much – it's just part of the process, but she knows how to prevent too many. "i only need a few for the table centerpiece for tonight's dinner and i'd rather handle it myself than ask our maids to do it. it feels more personal, you know? besides, i don't want them working any harder than they already do. they put in so much effort during the day; they don't need any additional burden, much less when it's something I know I can take care of."

[musicforastylesrestaurant]

Snack Wars.

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authors note - niall and louis have done it, now it’s time for hazza to take part.

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in which, on this episode of snack wars, we sit down with a certain curly headed lad who goes by the name of harry styles who happens to be comparing british and american snacks.

"Hi, M’Harry Styles, and this is Snack Wars: Britain versus America on LADbible."

He was sat at a small table, wearing an open buttoned black blouse revealing his swallow tattooed partially, and a matching pair of black trousers, with a black version of his satellite stompers.

The scene cut to a moment of anticipation as Harry, a playful smile on his face, leaned forward to lift the silver cloche that concealed the surprise snack showdown. With an air of curiosity, he wondered aloud, "What ‘ave y’got for me, huh?”

With a theatrical flourish, Harry unveiled the hidden treasures. His eyes widened as he beheld the items laid before him.

"Well, this is intriguing," he mused.

On the British side, there sat a classic bone china teacup, adorned with delicate floral patterns. Steam wafted from the cup, carrying the unmistakable aroma of freshly brewed English tea. A smile tugged at the corners of Harry's lips as he appreciated the comforting sight.

Then, on the American side, he found a tall Starbucks cup, its iconic logo staring back at him.

"Hot chocolate, huh?" Harry noted, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. The rich, velvety beverage was topped with a generous dollop of whipped cream, drizzled with chocolate syrup—a quintessential indulgence.

Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the contrast before him.

"A classic cup of English tea versus a Starbucks hot chocolate," he said with a playful grin. "S’like comparing tradition with a bit of modern comfort."

As he picked up the English teacup, Harry took a contemplative sip and savoured the warm, familiar flavour.

"Y’just can't beat a good cuppa," he admitted with a nod of approval.

Turning his attention to the Starbucks hot chocolate, as he brought the cup closer to his mouth and took a sip of the Starbucks hot chocolate, a warm smile crossed his face.

"Y’know," he mused, "S’m’son Jude's favorite drink at t’moment."

From behind the camera, the producer, Becky, chimed in with a playful tone.

"Well, Harry, you might have to take it home with you then," she suggested.

Harry turned toward the camera, a twinkle in his eye, and replied,

"Yeah, I might have to," adding a soft chuckle. The idea of bringing a taste of the challenge back to his family seemed rather appealing.

"N’this s’like a cosy hug in a cup," he quipped.

With both cups now in hand, Harry found himself in the middle of a delightful dilemma. He was torn between the classic cup of English tea and the comforting Starbucks hot chocolate. He took another sip of the hot chocolate, the rich cocoa flavour lingering on his taste buds, and then turned to the English tea, its aroma inviting him back to tradition.

With a playful frown, he mused aloud, "S’a tough decision, isn't it?"

The camera captured his contemplative expression as he hesitated. Finally, he extended his index finger, pointing toward the cup of English tea.

"Y’know," Harry said with a hint of hesitation, "y’just can't beat a bit of tradition."

As he made his choice, he looked into the camera, a mischievous glint in his eye, and added, "But don't get me wrong, s’hot chocolate s’fantastic too."

The crew behind the scenes chuckled at Harry's charming indecision, understanding the difficulty of choosing between two beloved beverages.

As the scene wrapped up with Harry having chosen the English tea, there was a moment of transition, and another producer, Sarah, stepped in, placing a fresh cloche on the table.

Harry, ever the showman, decided to play along. He feigned excitement, clapping his hands together as if he were a kid about to open a birthday present.

"Ooh, S’under this one, ey?" he exclaimed with playful enthusiasm.

The crew behind the camera burst into laughter at Harry's antics. It was a heartwarming moment of genuine amusement, and it made Harry feel happy that he could bring a bit of laughter to the set.

Sarah joined in on the fun, making a dramatic reveal as she lifted the cloche, unveiling a new surprise snack.

With the producer, Sarah, excusing herself to organise the next set of snacks, Harry turned back to face the camera. He couldn't help but maintain his charming grin, fully embracing the fun and spontaneity of the Snack Wars challenge.

With a sly wink to the camera, he reached forward, once again lifting the cloche. The reveal this time brought forth a quintessentially British delight – a plate of buttered crumpets. The golden-brown crumpets glistened under the studio lights, promising a warm, comforting taste of the UK.

As Harry lifted the cloche to reveal the buttered crumpets, he couldn't quite hide a slightly disdained expression. The golden discs of toasted goodness sat there, tempting, but his reaction was unmissable.

Producer Becky, who was watching closely, couldn't help but notice Harry's reaction. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Not a fan of crumpets, Harry?"

Harry chuckled, his signature honesty shining through.

"Y’know ‘hat?," he began, "M’not exactly t’biggest fan f’crumpets, t’be honest. S’the texture, y’see."

He leaned forward, elaborating, "M’don't really like how they feel in t’mouth. S’a bit... spongy f’m’liking." He demonstrated by pressing a finger into one of the crumpets, watching it bounce back. "But ey’, s’just me."

With the crumpets before him, Harry Styles decided to give them another chance. He leaned forward, picked up one of the buttered crumpets, and took a cautious bite. However, as soon as he tasted the spongy texture, his face contorted in discomfort.

He chewed for a moment, but it was clear that the texture didn't sit well with him. Harry quickly reached for a napkin and discreetly spat out the bite he had taken. He shook his head, a look of mild frustration on his face, and simply said, "I can't do it. I can't."

The crew around him chuckled, empathising with his culinary struggles. Harry Styles may be an international superstar, but even he had his food preferences.

Harry, ever the trooper, decided to set aside the crumpets and turned his attention to the colourful box of Lucky Charms. With a playful glint in his eye, he grabbed a bowl and poured a generous serving of the whimsical cereal. The rainbow-hued marshmallow shapes and toasted oat pieces tumbled into the bowl, creating a delightful medley of colours.

He then grabbed the jug of cold milk and added a generous splash, watching as the cereal pieces began to bob and soak up the milk. With a cheeky grin, he couldn't resist poking fun at his previous crumpet encounter. He turned to the camera and quipped, "Anything's better than those crumpets, am I right?"

The crew burst into laughter, sharing in his jest. Harry then picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of Lucky Charms, and brought it to his mouth. As the sweet, crunchy goodness met his taste buds, his eyes sparkled with delight. He savored the delightful combination of textures and flavors, nodding approvingly.

With a mouthful of cereal, he gave a thumbs-up to the camera, clearly enjoying the contrast between the playful sweetness of the American cereal and the earlier challenge of the British crumpets.

“One point to America.” He grinned after he swallowed the mouthful.

The scene transitioned smoothly, and as the camera focused on the table, another cloche awaited Harry’s playful curiosity. With a grin, he leaned forward and lifted the cloche to reveal a Greggs bakery wrapper and a McDonald's wrapper neatly placed side by side.

Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. "Well, well, well," he said with a twinkle in his eye. "Can't go wrong with either of these, can ya?"

The crew laughed, understanding the dilemma he was about to face – a classic choice between the savoury delights of a Greggs bakery treat and the fast-food comfort of McDonald's.

With a mock-serious expression, he picked up the Greggs wrapper, his anticipation evident. "S’what we've got here,ey?"

As Harry pulled the Greggs wrapper open, he was met with a surprise – a vegan sausage roll neatly nested inside. He leaned forward, his curiosity piqued, and brought the roll closer to his nose to take in its scent.

He gave it a tentative sniff and then grinned.

"Interesting," he mused, before taking a hearty bite out of the vegan sausage roll. His eyes twinkled as he chewed, clearly contemplating the taste.

After a few moments, Harry swallowed and offered his verdict.

"Well, I like it," he said with a nod. "S’got that sausage taste, y’know?

With the taste of the vegan sausage roll still on his palate, Harry shifted his attention to the McDonald's wrapper. He couldn't help but smile as he pulled out a Fillet-O-Fish box. The familiar golden arches symbolised a comforting fast-food favorite .

The producer, who had orchestrated this surprise, chimed in, "We thought you might enjoy that, Harry, considering you're pescatarian."

Harry's eyes brightened as he looked at the Filet-O-Fish box.

"Well, thank y’for thinking of me," he replied warmly. "S’always nice t’have options."

With gratitude in his voice, he proceeded to open the box, revealing the crispy fish sandwich inside. The delightful aroma of the fish and tartar sauce filled the air, making him even more eager to take a bite.

With a grin of anticipation, Harry took a big bite of the Fillet-O-Fish. The moment the flavors hit his taste buds, his eyes closed in pleasure, and he let out a satisfied hum. It was clear that the familiar taste brought him genuine delight.

He tilted his head back slightly, savoring the moment, and the producers couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiastic reaction. It was a simple yet heartwarming display of food appreciation.

As he finished that delicious bite, one of the producers asked, "Harry, do you have McDonald's a lot?"

Harry shook his head, his mouth still full. He chewed and swallowed before answering,

"Not really, but it does hold a special place in m’heart."

He continued,

"Y’see, it was actually mine and m’fiancée's first takeaway together, about six years ago. So, s’got some sentimental value." Harry's eyes softened as he reminisced about that memorable moment.

The crew smiled, appreciating the personal touch Harry added to the Snack Wars challenge.

So it was safe to say that McDonald’s got the point for that one.

As Harry lifted the next cloche lid, he uncovered a delightful surprise – a Victoria sponge cake and a Twinkie side by side. The contrast between the classic British treat and the iconic American snack was evident.

Harry couldn't help but smile at the sight of the Victoria sponge, its layers of sponge and sweet jam filling beckoning to him.

"Now, this looks promising," he remarked.

However, his gaze lingered on the Twinkie, and he let out a small chuckle.

"Ah, Twinkies," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "V’actually had a bit of a... bad experience with these."

Producer Becky, always curious, couldn't resist asking for more details. "Oh, really? What happened, Harry?"

Harry leaned back, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Well, when I was around nineteen, I was touring in t’States," he began, "n’someone dared me t’eat a whole box of Twinkies in one go." He paused, his eyes crinkling with a mix of nostalgia and humor. "I took up t’challenge, but let's just say it didn't end well. I ended up... well, throwing them all up."

The crew burst into laughter at Harry's candid confession. It was a tale of youthful daredevilry and the consequences of overindulgence, and it added another layer of charm to the Snack Wars challenge.

Harry couldn't help but be drawn to the sight of the Victoria sponge cake. Its soft layers and sweet jam filling were a comforting temptation. With a subtle smile, he slowly pushed the Twinkie away from him, turning all his attention to the British delight that made his mouth water.

Without hesitation, he picked up the entire cake with both hands and, with a mischievous glint in his eye, took an enormous, unapologetic bite. The sweet icing smeared all over his scruff and lips as he indulged in the delightful treat.

Amidst Harry's enthusiastic cake-eating, the crew couldn't contain their laughter. Icing adorned his face, and the scene was a humorous mix of sophistication and playful indulgence.

With his mouth full of cake, Harry attempted to speak, his words muffled as he declared, "Britain... takes the point on this one!" His sentiment was clear despite the sugary obstacle, and the crew erupted into even more laughter at his charmingly messy verdict.

As the Snack Wars challenge continued, the next cloche was unveiled, revealing yet another intriguing matchup. On one side of the table sat a bottle of Pimms, accompanied by a glass of lemonade, and on the other side was a shot glass with a bottle of bourbon beside it.

Harry, ever the adventurer, leaned forward to examine the options before him. His eyes sparkled with curiosity as he took in the contrasting beverages.

"S’a fun choice," he remarked with a grin. "We've got a taste f’British summer with Pimms and lemonade on one side, and a good old American bourbon on the other."

With a thoughtful nod, Harry decided to start with the Pimms and lemonade. He picked up the bottle of Pimms and carefully poured some into the glass of lemonade. The vibrant red and orange hues mingled with the fizzy lemonade, creating a refreshing blend.

He brought the glass up to his lips and took a sip. His eyes lit up as he savoured the harmonious combination of flavours.

"S’good," he declared with a contented smile.

Harry leaned back in his chair, gazing into the distance with a nostalgic glint in his eye.

"Y’know," he began, "s’actually reminds me f’when I go back t’m’mum's house in the summer. S’her favourite drink."

After enjoying the Pimms and lemonade, Harry turned his attention to the bourbon, a drink he admitted he hadn't had much experience with. He picked up the shot glass, inspecting the rich amber liquid within.

"V’not really had bourbon before," he admitted with a curious expression.

Undeterred, he decided to give it a try and threw the shot down the back of his throat. The moment the bourbon hit his palate, he grimaced as the fiery liquid burned its way down his throat. He shook his head, trying to soothe the sensation.

The crew watched with amusement and sympathy, realising that bourbon could be quite the intense experience for a first-timer.

After his adventurous sip of bourbon, Harry Styles placed the shot glass back on the table and looked between the two drinks before him – the Pimms and lemonade and the bourbon. His expression conveyed a sense of contemplation as he considered the flavours and experiences each beverage offered.

With a thoughtful nod, he finally made his decision.

"I think," he began, "I'll give the point t’Britain on this one."

His choice was clear, as he favoured the refreshing blend of Pimms and lemonade, a taste that held sentimental value and fond memories for him.

With the Snack Wars challenge completed, Harry still faced the camera, a contented smile on his face after the culinary adventure he had just embarked upon. The table before him held remnants of both British and American treats, a testament to the diversity of flavours he had experienced.

Becky, one of the producers, couldn't resist the opportunity to share the results. She leaned in and asked, "Harry, would you like to know the final result?"

Harry turned toward her, his curiosity piqued, and replied with a playful grin, "Yes, I'd love t’know!"

Becky beamed and announced, "Britain won!"

Harry chuckled and nodded in approval.

"Ah, y’can't go wrong with t’British," he quipped, showcasing his patriotism with a touch of humour.

[iateyourparents]

fOoL fOr YoU | c.b.

pairing: colby brock x singer!fem!reader

summary: fate has its own ways to connect people who are destined to each other, even after breaking them apart at some point in life.

warnings: kinda short, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry but english is not my first language)

an: songs used here are fOoL fOr YoU by ZAYN, My stupid heart by Walk off the Earth. Album used in here - Lover by Taylor Swift.

pictures are from pinterest:)

“Come on guys, let me hear you! I know you like this one!” you said to microphone before continuing the song “Cause I’m a fool for you and the things, the things you do…”

You heard crowd clearly and loudly singing with you your debutant song and you couldn’t feel more proud.

Even though since realese of this song you made two whole albums it still was most of your fans’ favorite song, and to be honest, it was yours too.

It was song about your teenage love, how you felt about that one boy that you aren’t even in touch anymore. You wrote fOoL fOr YoU while you still were a lovesick teenager but before you were able to present it to your former muse from these times, you were broken up.

Then, years later you met that amazing man, Charles, who took you under his wings becoming your manager and helped you with realesing your debutant single - fOoL fOr YoU.

And that’s how you became pretty famous and now, here you were playing all around the world for your “we’ll never be the same again” world tour, promoting your newest album.

“Alright, that was so good! Thank you!” you took a break to take a sip of water and then you were back in front of the chanting crowd “Okay, so I wrote this one about my ex who was absolutely awful experience but also taught me a lot.”

You could hear loud screams from a crowd which already knew what song you were about to sing so you just laughed and started singing, crowd following also started shouting lyrics.

“My stupid heart don’t know, I’ve tried to let you go so many times before…”

After few more songs you bided your goodbye to the crowd promising you will be back someday and you got off the stage and met Charles on backstage.

„How was it?” you asked with smile, sipping water.

„That was great!” you could say he was proud „And you were worried you wouldn’t be able to play on arenas.”

„That’s a big step!” you defended yourself with smile „I can’t wait to take a shower, I stink.” you grimaced.

„I won’t disagree.” he laughed and hugged you „Go relax a little before we have to go to tourbus.”

„You too Charlie, I know that you are secretly almost ripping off your hair.”

Now you were supposed to head to Los Angeles where you would play two concerts and then you would have a month long break before starting last part of the tour - Europe.

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You were currently sitting at the vanity in your changing room. Your make up artist, Sarah, was doing your make up for your last performance before a break when Charles came into the room.

„Hi” he started.

„Hi Charlie, what’s up?” you could tell he had some offer for you.

„What do you say, you, me and your band go to some club after you come off the stage to celebrate successful tour?”

You looked at him in the mirror and smirked at him.

„Sounds great to me.”

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You and your crew sat in some club. You weren’t drunk but it felt good to feel more easy with alcohol in your system after stressful couple of weeks.

„My forever favorite moment is when this one fan threw his boxers on scene and they landed perfectly in front of y/n. Her face was priceless.” Mark, the drummer, laughed. You loved talking about memories from the tour but that memory actually was traumatizing since it was the first time ever when something like this happened.

„I felt attacked.” you joked and took a last sip of your sweet drink „I’ll go order next one. Somebody wants something?”

You heard chorus of no’s and assurances that they have almost full glasses so you just walked towards the counter and waited for a bartender to end taking someone else’s order.

„Your concert was awesome.” you heard next to you. When you turned to the side you saw someone you thought you would never see again in person.

Infamous ghost hunter, your ex and an old muse of yours.

Cole Brock.

Or rather, Colby.

„Thank you” you smiled „Fancy seeing you here.”

„I live in LA.” he explained „I liked this one song, what was it? Fool for you?”

You smirked and shook your head „Yeah, I like it too.”

„So, was I good muse?” he winked and you laughed. Of course he would know it was about him. You’re pretty sure that when you were together you were sometimes telling him parts of this song.

„Excellent, thank you.”

„I’m always happy to help, so if you will need some new music, here’s my number.” he handed you a piece of paper with some numbers.

„I’ll make sure to call if i’ll need anything.” you winked at him and he laughed.

„I hope so.” he looked behind his back where a blonde boy, Sam, called him „I have to go but i’ll be waiting for your call.”

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If some days later you actually called Colby, nobody have to know. And if that meeting ended with him tangled in your sheets, also nobody have to know. And if this was more than one time occurrence then also nobody have to know.

And if your next album called ’Lover’ was about him and everyone knew it was about him, then it’s okay.

And if you both tattooed ’fOoL fOr YoU’ on your hips on the day of your wedding, then it’s great even if everybody knows.

You two really were like lovesick fools.

[neuroses]

sending out yet another 1x1 discord rp call (21+) — as someone who has literally only read one sarah j. maas book i don’t have the right to be so obsessed with period/fantasy/royal plots and yet here we are … !

if you’re into soap opera level twists and storylines and doing a ridiculous amount of world building and me sending dms at odd hours of the day, please check out these three semi-fleshed out plots under the cut that i’d love to explore :’)

a romance between a leader of an underground rebellion and the prince/princess: muse a is a high ranking guard at the palace and has been assigned to watch over muse b, but muse a is actually working as a mole for an underground rebellion against muse b’s corrupt parents ! think slow burning and yearning and muse a having complicated feelings about how different muse b’s life is from theirs, muse b coming to grips with how sheltered they’ve been their entire life, maybe muse b gets thrown into an arranged marriage and that’s a whole other plot line we have them navigate … so much potential i would lose mind if you gave me this plot quite frankly !

a second-born prince/princess hiding from their family in a sleepy little village: muse a is a slightly spoiled royal who’s upset with how controlling their family has become as they’ve gotten older—so one night they run away to a small village in a neighbouring town to stay with their old governess and get away from how suffocating the court is and stay somewhere where nobody really knows who they are and they meet the governess’ child, muse b (who might be a baker, a librarian, any profession that could plausibly be one of the villagers in beauty and the beast) who’s initially put off by muse … but they end up falling in love but there’s sm drama because muse b still doesn’t know muse a is royalty, the king and queen are looking for muse a omg do you see the vision …

the classic pirate kidnaps the prince/princess: muse a is a notorious pirate who accidentally targets a royal ship that muse b happens to be on ! muse a is honestly very annoyed that they’ve taken on a captive because they think they’re much more work than they’re worth and it’s not really their crew’s mo to have captives at all, muse b is meanwhile delighted because they’ve grown up so sheltered and have been a goody two-shoes all their life and this is the first time they’re ever seeing the world ! muse a is a notorious rake and class a-asshole but they become so protective over muse b, muse b cleaning muse a’s wounds … i’m frankly screaming

ps. we could have it so the second and third plots are mixed together so the royal sneaks onto the pirate ship to travel the world !

like, dm, send a carrier pigeon, etc. if you’re interested in any of these ! i typically write m/f and f/f, bonus points if you let me write aaron taylor-johnson, tommy martinez, michael evans-belling, sam claflin and/or you write sofia boutella, adeline rudolph, alisha boe, sydney park <3

[tllgrrl]

Quam Celerrime Ad Astra by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

A SarahBucky AU | Rated: T | Pairing: Astronaut!Sarah Wilson x Astronaut!Bucky Barnes | Space Fluff

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They officially started dating during the 18 months of mission training.

9 months in, after grueling, intense, no holds barred physical and mental prep for the mission, good-natured ribbing became coffee breaks, and commiseration became lunches. Study sessions became deep conversations. Dinners with the team became dinners for two, and eventually dinner and the next morning, breakfast in bed.

Their last time to themselves before reporting to the Facility for the week-long preflight quarantine with the crew, they spent the night making love as if it was literally their last night on Earth because the mission was going to be a very long 6 months.

At one point, seeing the bite mark on his shoulder and the bruise on her hip, between kisses she teased, “Keep this up Lover Boy, they’re gonna give us our physicals and wonder if we’re in a Fight Cub.”

“No doubt,” he murmured, rolling the two of them over. “I’m not too heavy on you, am I?”

“Hold on…” she mused, then shifting her hip, her thigh relaxed open a little wider, which pulled an appreciative moan and a soft giggle from both of them. “There. Not heavy at all. This…is definitely one of the benefits of gravity.”

“Affirmative…”

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4 months later, a little more than 2 months remaining of a hand held here, an arm brushed there, a couple of loopy, weightless, zero gravity make out sessions, and quick kisses GoodNight before climbing into their sleeping bags tucked into individual quarters that literally could hold only one person….

“…Barnes. Barnes, do you copy back there?”

“Copy, Commander. Sorry. Just kind of…taken by this view.”

“Yeah. I don’t blame you. Seeing the Earth out there like that. It’s really something.“

“You sure are…I mean, affirmative. Over.”

“Barnes, is your COMM to Crew and Ground live?”

“Negative. We’re presently on Intercom. We have the room to ourselves.”

“Copy. We don’t want another slip up like—“

“I know. Sorry about that. I blame that slip on the Overview Effect and you. Seeing both you and the Earth, floating in space in front of me. I guess I lost myself. Good thing the crew and everyone at Ground Control all know by now that we’re—“

“They do. But what people not us didn’t need to know, or hear, was how good you think my ass looks in this space suit. Granted, you’re not wrong, but—“

“Waitaminute, hold on. Okay. COMM’s off…now.”

“James!!”

“I’m kidding! It’s just…Sarah…from where I am right now, the beauty of Space has nothing on you, cerul meu înstelat.”

“Look at you getting your flirt on at 5 miles a second! Cerul meu înstelat, huh? That’s a new one you’re going to have to teach me later, but for now, Mission Specialist Barnes, mind on task. Clock’s ticking on this EVA. You need to deploy your experiments and gather the data, and I need to check the solar arrays and the thermal blanket on the MSS so we can get back inside and let the next team get out here.”

“Which would give us a little bit of alone time, Commander Wilson. You and I only have…let’s see…36 hours left to try and set a record for the Mile High Club.”

“Ha! I miss you too, and can’t wait ‘til we get back home because not only is there no real privacy to speak of up here, we both know that…things…don’t exactly work out here in space like they do back on Earth.”

“Don’t remind me! Doesn’t stop me from wanting to—hey…do you think I can get Ground Control to release us early? You know, send a—“

“What, a Shuttle to come get us so we can rush home and—?”

“I’m just sayin’! Quarters are really close on the Station, and us not being able to…baby…it’s hard.”

“Not way out here, it’s not!”

“You’re killin’ me, Wilson!”

“Wait’ll we get home. And bring that spacesuit with you, sweet cheeks. Copy?”

[Other mission crew members are heard snickering through their headsets.]

“Hey, you two lovebirds. The sooner you finish up out there, the sooner you two can—“

“What!? BARNES!!”

“Roger that request, Commander.”

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Glossary

Cerul meu înstelat (Romanian): My starry sky.

Quam celerrime ad astra (Latin): “With greatest speed to the stars.”

Roger: “received and understood”

Copy: “Roger” + “I am retaining this info”

Copy: Also means “Did you receive the message?”

EVA: Extravehicular Activity aka “spacewalk”

MSS: Mobile Servicing System. Part of which are robotic arms used to transport equipment and support astronauts during EVA.

The Overview Effect is a cognitive shift reported by some astronauts. A profound state of awe caused by a particularly striking visual stimulus such as seeing the Earth from space.

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NOTES:

1) Also posted HERE on AO3.

2) Posted again for a SarahBucky Fic/Art Event, fan art by Yours Truly HERE.

2) There was no artist credited for this beautiful fantasy artwork. I even searched Google and can’t find anything. If you know who the artist is, please let me know so I can give them some proper credit. Until someone can tell me who made this, I’m going to say that it was a talented artist. And how often do we see Black women as astronauts in fantasy art? However many you say, it’s not enough.

Thank you for reading and indulging me.

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[aquamanandfriends]

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𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄.

⋆   what’s your phone’s wallpaper?:  star wars jedi code

⋆   the last song you listened to?:  I’m not sure, probably something MGK but I’ve been listening to Crime Junkie on my rides to work and back

⋆   currently reading?: I've been reading all of these on an off for like a year Untamed by Glennon Doyle, Rebel Without A Crew by Robert Rodriguez, A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas 

⋆   last movie you saw?:   Last one I paid full attention to was You've Got Mail, the last one that was on and I half watched was Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

⋆   last show you watched?: It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, which is on my projector right now lol one of my comfort shows I haven't watched in a while

⋆  what are you wearing right now?:  A Brandy Melville faded black shirt that says I Hate Everyone on the back, Star Wars pajama pants, and knit socks

⋆  how tall are you?:  5′2″ - 5′3″

⋆  piercings / tattoos?: One tattoo on my back left shoulder, it’s the Jedi code meets the Sith creed that’s like: There is no emotion there is only Peace Is a lie there is only passion

⋆   glasses / contacts?:  neither

⋆   last thing you ate?:  dove dark chocolate with peanut butter inside

⋆  favorite color(s)?: red, blue, forest green? Idk, I know black is a shade but that’s usually what I favor

⋆   current obsession?:  true crime podcasts, MegaMan Battle Network games, all my shows are ended now so I’m looking for some new stuff but I’m been more video game focused right now which is odd 

⋆   do you have a crush right now?:  my girl, idk if they count as crushes but there are two actors that made my life so easy a few days a go and one even got me a fucking small cup of hot water and honey because I was coughing and she knew I wouldn’t drink a whole tea because I didn’t want to have to step off to pee. So like, work crushes I guess are the best way to put those.

⋆   favorite fictional character?:  A fuck ton, top are probably Anakin Skywalker, Natasha Romanoff, Edward Cullen, Arthur Curry, Kanan Jarrus, Ianto Jones. All my canon muses lol. New favs are Jamie Tartt (Ted Lasso), Roy Kent (Ted Lasso), Ian Grimm (Mythic Quest), Sue Gorgon (Mythic Quest), Greg Hirsch (Succession), Roman Roy (Succession), Magnus Nielsen (Dark)-- imma stop

⋆   last place you visited?:  South Carolina two weeks ago

[multistoty]

[ I was sent a few headcanon questions for Sarah so I thought I would make it a sort of tag - I tag @jaymaybnk​ @kierras​ @pogueframed​ @sulsurfer​ @cfknights​ @conradism​ ]

1.If there was one person in the crew that your muse would wish they were more like, who would it be?

Sarah has always secretly envied JJ. Not in the way that you hold some sort of hatred, but the way that has you sit back and ponder. The way that makes your hands clap a little harder for your friend. JJ is unapologetically himself. He handles the worst with a sort of sunshine that is unassuming and abrasive. He has every reason to be crushed under weight to harsh for him to carry and is somehow a diamond.

2.Who would your muse first come too with good or bad news?

 Honestly, it would be all of her pogues, but John B is her husband. His arms have held the happiest moments and the fragments of her soul. His mind when not utterly lost on treasure is more helpful than he gets credit for.

3.  What is a movie your muse really doesn’t enjoy?

 JJ has made her watch lady and the tramp as a joke about her and John B and she has to remember that she is fond of him. Otherwise, her and Kie like to make a lot of jokes about the boys movie night picks though they like most movies

4. Are there any childhood habits your muse has not overcome?

Sarah has a lack of self preservation skills some of the time and a thirst for a healthy amount of danger. But even as a kook princess, she finds herself searching for physical comfort in others when despair courts her. Wether it’s John B, Kie, or the others. She needs to feel the physical wrap of love and safety or the butterfly beat of their heart against her skin.

5. What three words would they use to describe their personality?

Loyal, Stubborn, Kind

6.What’s their favorite article of clothing?

It’s not technically clothing, but the day that Kie gave her those knit bracelets made any of the flighty nature in her heart weary of rejection quiet. A coming home. An acceptance. A kiss to her heart to look at. A family.

7. What’s their favorite candle/ hygenine  scent?

Growing up around old rich people, Lavender was plentiful and makes her feel like coming home to a better childhood than she had ever had.

8. Do they sing in the shower?

Taylor Swift in the shower is a must. She will never get over having the other pogues overhear herself and John B’s dramatic shower duets one day.

9. What’s their handwriting like?

Cursive. Neat. Attempts at being the perfect girl used to be expected of her.

10. Do they play any instruments?

Like any rich kid, she was forced into piano lessons though scarcely remembers. She knows her way around a guitar at a campfire though.

11. What’s your muses favorite teen movie trope?

Aside from family angst, she adores a good makeover montage

12. What’s your muses sexuality? 

I write Sarah as bi with a leaning to men.

13. What was their secret hiding place as a child?

Sarah was a height kind of kid. A tree house, roof, etc. But as a young girl, she would crawl into bed with Rafe.

14.  Do they bellieve in happy endings?

Sarah refuses to lose her optimism in the true nature of people and will fight for her happy ending

15. What was the first physical feature that attracted your muse to their lover?

Eyes and Jaw. John B could be an abercrombie model in Sarah’s world

[birdylion]

My musings about my ME:A fic idea that is, for me, mostly driven by the cool worldbuilding I have in mind, reminded me of something an author I used to follow once said: if you want readers to care about something that they have no prior interest in, you have to coat it in something they are interested in. (And preferably you too.)

I recently published a oneshot about and from the POV of a Kett character. It's gen, an OC, worldbuilding-heavy and has 7 views in total. I would be surprised if they came from anyone else than myself and the person for whom it was a gift (in an exchange). That's a-okay, I didn't expect anything else, all things considering. My recipient was happy with it and so am I.

But if I were to put the work into writing a longfic with my worldbuilding, then I would love to speak to a few more people. Which means I need a hook, and a POV character who carries the narration.

I have already decided that my POV character is going to be Sarah Ryder, who got stuck in a cryo pod and didn't become pathfinder. Who lived through her parts of the game, and then has to find her own place in this new galaxy, because as much as I love sibling interactions (and there will be sibling interactions!), I don't think it's a good idea for her or for Scott if Sarah joined his already established team. I don't like where that would put her, and the focus would still be too much on the Pathfinder. I want to write her story.

So what is her story? I think Sarah still gets to work in the exploration of the Heleus cluster, just not on the human Pathfinder's team. Instead, I would put her on Pathfinder Vederia's team (who is young and inexperienced and as such a more interesting team lead for a story than the old Asari Pathfinder). Since I love Elcor and Quarians, there would be at least one team mate of each. I thought about perhaps throwing Sid, Vetra's sister, into the mix to have more already established characters, but also because I think it would be interesting.

So what do they do? They explore the cluster and get to discover its secrets, just like Scott did. They form friendships and become a family, just like the Tempest crew. Being the sibling who was left behind while your brother gets to save the whole Andromeda Initiative sucks, so I want Sarah to have her own adventures and heroics.

It's all still hypothetical, I haven't written a word for it or worked out any of the characters other than Sarah. But yeah this is what my Mass Effect Andromeda continuation would look like.

[iomadachd]

Added the following muses to the Secret Menu:

Secundo Emeritus aka Papa Emeritus II (Ghost)

Remembrance Sanderson, daughter of Sarah Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

Constance Sanderson, daughter of Mary Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

Muses being moved to the main crew (in progress):

Primo Emeritus aka Papa Emeritus I (Ghost) - By Request

River Tam - By Request

[frontlincs]

#𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙨: an indie, private, selective & plot driven multi muse blog featuring characters from ABC’s 9-1-1, Chicago Med & more. well loved by zoey (31, she/her, est).

muses and rules under the cut

01. my name is zoey and welcome to my corner of the internet! I’ve been in the role-play community since high school so I’ve been around the block. I don’t claim to be anyone in the pictures or have any affiliation with the casts or crews.

02. this blog will feature nsfw themes like blood, gore, violence, drug use, etc but never smut. all topics will be tagged appropriately ( tw ___ ) and if there is anything I’ve missed ( I don’t have any triggers myself ) please let me know and I can take care of that for you. I want all of my followers and fellow writing partners to feel safe on my blog. on that note, if your age is not listed on your profile, I will not follow back. for reference, I only follow those over the age of 21.

03. I am able to write a variety of different styles. I prefer to write multi-paragraph and novella-length starters/replies but I am also willing to write single paras as well. I just ask for no one-liners; they just don’t give me much to go off of.

04. I absolutely love memes so always feel free to send them in, however, they are for mutuals only. when it comes to meme responses and if you feel so inclined, go ahead and turn the response into a thread. it doesn’t matter if we’ve already got a few going on. I’m always up for more!

05. I dealt with enough drama when I was in high school and I’d rather not relive it so this blog will be drama-free ( IC drama is okay ), stress-free, and a safe place for all. if someone is particularly problematic and a danger to others, then I will take the proper action to protect the safe space i’ve created here.

06. last but not least, I’m just here to have fun. as long as you’re a good human, we’ll get along fine and I look forward to writing with you all 🤍

profile image template is by eomerwrites , psd is by somresources , and icon template is from bansheepsds , gifs from @thaywrites

the muses ( primary , secondary & request only )

primary

adriana diaz , shannon diaz ( both heavily affiliated with @firediaz ) , maddie han , may grant , hannah hadler ( created for @cardiosurgcn ), david hadler ( created for @cardiosurgcn ) , natalie manning (exclusive with @espres0s ), maggie lockwood, and ava bekker.

secondary

sophia diaz , henrietta “hen” wilson , athena grant , sarah reese , april sexton , catherine rhodes & marlese halstead , avery morgan & meredith manning

request only

taylor kelly , evan buckley , lucy donato , nancy drew & mary morstan

[folkorae]

❧ ⸻ muse roulette starter for @transforms / Eleanor & Sarah !

“ Must be hard to take care of the whole place by yourself. ” ; she said and took a sip of her drink while watching the people outside through the window. Sarah has a relatively large crew and sometimes she can't handle everything.

[ucaresearchjournal]

Creative Challenges (Handbook)

Which Brand will I select?

Key motives before picking a brand: Inclusivity, Diversity and Sustainability. Preferably one brand that has Indian/Brown Roots.

Potential Collabs:

CHUMBAK x LAZY OAF

L F MARKEY x SARAH MOON - L F MARKEY x KODAK (changed from female photographer to an imaging brand can target a wider audience)

LR3 LOUIS RUBI x TAILOR & CIRCUS MAHARISHI x STUDIO GHIBLI

MAHARISHI x STUDIO GHIBLI

MELLER x THE IKAT STORY

In-depth Link:

What is my creative concept?

Collab between a women's workwear brand and an imaging/ photography product brand.

To create a collab: LF Markey x Kodak creates women's utilitarian work wear targetting the female film crew.

The whole campaign will be shot using Kodak film rolls. Sticking to the brand's core and also looking at how LF Markey's recent images have had an analog look to them.

Shoot concept: There will be no professional models, only genuine people, with a focus on real female technicians and a female film crew. The images will depict scenes in both studio and on-location work environments, with a focus on the muses dressed in LF. Markey attire and effortlessly embodying the roles of dedicated professionals engrossed in the intricacies of film production. This concept aims to celebrate the power, skill, and presence of women behind the scenes in the filmmaking industry.

How will you visually communicate this collaboration whilst developing your own style?

Authenticity and Realism:

Utilize natural lighting and candid shots to capture the genuine atmosphere of a working film set.

Cinematic Aesthetics:

Use Composition techniques seen in filmmaking, such as dynamic framing and depth of field, to create visually striking images.

Experiment with different cinematic color grading and tones

Frame Ratio|Crop will be similar to the cinema ratio =  1.85:1 

If possible shoot using an anamorphic lens to get the wide ratio of a film look

Using only Kodak film rolls + E6 positive to create a nice slide campaign

Brand Integration:

LF. Markey attire into the work scenes, ensuring that it complements the practical aspects of the job while maintaining a stylish and professional look.

Empowerment and Confidence:

Focus on capturing the confidence, and empowerment of the female professionals in the images while looking stylish in their LFM

Consistent Visual Elements:

Establish a consistent visual theme or motif that runs through the images, tying them together cohesively.

This could include a signature color palette, a specific type of framing, or recurring elements that become synonymous with your style.

[chqads]

THESE MUSES ARE LOOKING FOR THEIR MISSED CONNECTIONS:

SEBASTIAN RIVERA is looking for ART HISTORY STUDENTS. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP (any age is fine! these can be undergraduate or graduate students), but you must reach out to andante–andante to find out more!

NORAH RAJAN is looking for THEIR BEST FRIEND. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of JESSE RATH, MARTIN SENSMEIER, LUDI LIN, MANNY JACINTO, YAHYA ABDUL-MATEEN II, RAHUL KOHLI, SACHA DHAWAN, UTP (FCOC PREFERRED) AGED 33-37, but you must reach out to DADIISM to find out more! (wc and norah have been best friends since grade school. he’s always supported her and at some point moved in with her after high school (or college) to help her with the kids. he’s more of a father figure to them than their actual dad. if the chemistry is right, i’m all for a friends to lovers, it’s always been you sort of situation!)

ANGELO CORTES ESTRADA is looking for THEIR AA SPONSOR. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of STERLING K BROWN, AMY ACKER, MATT CZUCHRY, WENTWORTH MILLER, SARAH PAULSON, LANA PARRILLA, EDGAR RAMIREZ, DAVID HARBOUR, ANY FC 40+, but you must reach out to DADIISM to find out more! (as part of his parole, angelo attends aa meets. he isn’t very good at attending them and isn’t really taking it too seriously (he’s still drinking) but this person would have confidence in him and support him, probably calling/texting to check up on him when he misses meetings, etc)

DIEGO ROBINSON-ARMSTRONG is looking for THEIR BEST FRIEND. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP 48+ (suggestions include Tracie Thoms, Michael Greyeyes, Daniel Wu, Gina Torres, Gabrielle Union, Byron Mann) but you must reach out to OFWISHFULTHINKING to find out more! (+ this connection is quite fluid. I just imagine supportive best friends. This is probably the one person who knows the extent of Diego’s recent business dealings – something that not even his husband knows. I imagine that they give him a lot of advice, and the two spend a lot of time together. They’ve probably known one another for years (they could’ve even met working at the hotel together in their 20s) and have remained close throughout the years. All in all, they’re each other’s person and know all of the other’s deepest darkest secrets!)

MALACHI DUBOIS is looking for THEIR MILITARY BUDS. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP, but you must reach out to OFWISHFULTHINKING to find out more! (+ Mal’s been out of the military for nearly two decades now due to a medical discharge (info in his intro post), but he still attends groups at the VA and keeps up with his military buds. Once a month, they all get together to have some drinks and shoot some pool. I’m imagining some casual friendships. I’d also like if one of them was more of a close friend – maybe they work out together every day – someone Mal can confide in, who uniquely understands his circumstances and helps him with managing his PTSD!)

SEBASTIAN RIVERA is looking for A CONFIDANT/CLOSE FRIEND. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP around late 30s or older, but you must reach out to andante–andante to find out more!

MAIA KELLY is looking for CREW MEMBERS. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP, but you must reach out to FADEDSTARSFMS to find out more! ( Maia has been double crossed by latest crew, utp if they were a part of that or if they parted ways before that!) taken by landon dunn

EDGAR YANG is looking for THEIR CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP 35+ (suggestions include Kendrick Sampson, Andrew Koji, Alexander Dreymon, Francois Arnaud, Dichen Lachman, Kristen Kreuk, Martin Sensmeier) but you must reach out to OFWISHFULTHINKING to find out more! (+ Edgar was born and raised in France. His family is well known as they’ve owned multiple wineries for generations. This person could either be someone whose family was in the same social circles, or even the child of someone who worked for the family. Either way, this was someone Edgar considered one of his best friends growing up. They likely lost contact when Edgar moved away after his 18th birthday, but are no reconnecting. What brings them to Denver is completely UTP!)

CARLEIGHA ORTIZ is looking for RIVAL. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of UTP preferably FCOC, but you must reach out to xallmywolvesx to find out more! (+ 32+ years old, the pair would have met in the children’s hospital ward way back when (16+ years ago) and have been adversarial ever since. The original cause is up for plotting or they just annoyed each other from the start and have continued to actively push each other’s buttons since!)

ESME LOOMIS is looking for THEIR CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND. they’d like the faceclaim to possibly be someone along the lines of DEV PATEL, KIOWA GORDON, HARVEY GUILLEN, JAY HAYDEN, ANDREW KOJI, ANY FC 33-38ISH, but you must reach out to DADIISM to find out more! ( honestly most of the character can be your creation/utp! esme was definitely “one of the guys”/a tomboy growing up, so wc would’ve been her best friend. wc should either be from denver or have moved there at some point during school aged years (before the age of 18). they’ve been close ever since they met and wc would be like an uncle to esme’s ten year old daughter, alicia.

MOBILE NAVIGATION. WANTED CONNECTIONS. APPLICATION.

[christinescarf]

at this point I'm going to start saying I'm a fan of Hal Prince's Phantom of the Opera, not Andrew Lloyd Webber or Cameron Mackintosh's, because the way these two men have treated this musical is horrible, and I wish they'd just closed the Brilliant Original when it was actually struggling financially pre-movie era at this point...

[starryblueeyesandstarryblueskies]

If We Go Down | J.M.

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: When JJ gets knocked off the boat and almost drowns, you do everything you can to keep his head above the water. Later, John B tells him how you saved his life.

A/N: I saw a post about jj not knowing kie almost drowned for him and I had to write something based on it. As usual I couldn’t figure out how I wanted to end it so it just cuts off. It’s also not entirely proofread lol

As I am an adult, all characters I write for are written as adults. Any minor characters will be aged up to the general range of their actor’s age.

Warnings: violence, almost drowning

Word Count: 1.5k

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This was absolutely going down as one of the weirdest weeks of your life, and with everything you and the pogues had gotten up to in the past year, that was saying something. But sneaking onto a ship to save Sarah from her fucked up family and, hopefully, getting back the magical golden cross that once belonged to Pope’s ancestors, that definitely had to take the cake.

You and JJ have been paired up on this expedition, seeing as you always make the best team, and have been tasked to lock the passengers and crew hull. Piece of cake right?

-

JJ leans against the wall next to the hull door, pressing himself as close as he can so as to not be seen. You follow suit on the opposite side, peaking around the corner to count everyone who entered.

“How many?” JJ whispers to you. You hold up three fingers. He peaks through the doorway and holds up six more. After a minute, you hear the Cameron’s coming. Around the corner you see Rafe, Wheezie, and Rose enter the hull.

You turn back to JJ. “That’s everyone,” you whisper and nod your head towards the door.

“Except Ward. We need Ward.”

“We don’t have time to wait, J.”

He pauses for a moment and then with a sigh, he motions toward the door. The two of you bolt towards it, pressing your full body weight against it in an attempt to slam it shut. You aren’t fast enough, the crew pushing back against the heavy door.

“Close it, close it!” JJ yells.

“I’m trying!” You push with all the strength you have, JJ pressing his body up against yours. “Lock it!”

He slams the lock in place and you both take a deep breath. From inside the hull you hear a crew member yell, “Try the other door!”

You and JJ lock eyes. “There’s another door.” In a split second you’re both sprinting to the other side of the hull, slamming and locking the door before they can escape.

“Oh my god,” you breathe out.

-

After dealing with the hull, you and JJ help Pope hook up the cross to the crane so that he can move it to the lifeboat. Then it's time to head up to the deck. The two of you move about the ship considerably less carefully now that the crew and passengers have all been taken care of. Or so you thought. As you round the corner to the stairs, you come face to face with the angry captain.

“I don’t see him,” JJ muses, looking over the side for John B.

“JJ.”

He stops in his tracks. “Of course,” he quips, “There’s more of you.”

“Get down on your knees,” the captain orders.

“Yeah, that's not gonna happen.” JJ charges at the captain, who swings his machete, narrowly missing JJ’s head. You grab his arm as JJ pins him against the wall. He lands a punch to the captain's temple and you pull a door hitting him square in the face, knocking him to the ground.

As JJ squares up, you look over the side of the boat to yell for your friends. You don’t get a chance before JJ gets knocked to the ground, hitting his head against the boat, leaving him in a daze.

The captain turns on you, swinging his machete as you try to scramble away.

“Y/N!” JJ scrambles up, slightly dizzy. “Y/N!”

He lunges for the captain, trying to keep him away from you, but catches an elbow to the throat, throwing him even more off balance. He stumbles again.

The captain turns toward you, swinging his machete but you duck, causing him to miss. His hand keeps moving with the force of his swing, bashing the blunt end of his weapon directly into JJ’s temple. The hit renders JJ unconscious, knocking him backwards where his legs hit the edge of the boat, and he tumbles overboard.

“JJ!” You scream, moving toward the edge of the boat. You kick the captain as he whirls on you again, knocking him to the ground. It gives you just enough time to climb up on the ledge and leap without hesitation.

-

You gasp as you resurface, the cold water knocking the wind out of you. You wish you had a minute to adjust, but you know you have no time to waste as you turn and see JJ floating face down in the water. Paddling over as quickly as you can, you flip him over and lift his head to your shoulder.

“JJ, JJ wake up!” You tap his face lightly, straining with the effort to keep both your heads above the water. You know you won’t be able to hold on long. “Help! John B, Pope, anyone!”

“Y/N!” You hear faint voices coming around the ship. “Y/N! JJ!”

“You hear that? John B’s coming. Hold on J, just hold on.” Your voice cracks as you plead with him.

“John B!” You yell again as loud as you can, but your strength is fading.

You can feel yourself slipping further into the cold water, fighting with every bit of strength you have left. There’s nothing left you can do, you keep treading water, but the water starts lapping over your face. You know you can’t support the weight of two bodies any longer, but you refuse to let JJ go. As you suck in one last deep breath, the water engulfs you.

If you go down together, so be it. You won’t leave him to die.

-

Just as your vision starts fading to black, you feel a pair of hands grabbing your shoulders. JJ’s weight starts lifting off you as you feel yourself rising through the water. You grab onto JJ’s waist tighter as you break through the surface, not wanting to lose him.

“Y/N,” Kiara calls out to you, “It’s okay. Let him go, we’ve got him.”

You look up to see John B and Kie hauling JJ into the lifeboat and reluctantly relinquish your hold. Pope pulls you the rest of the way into the boat and you all collapse in a jumble between the benches.

Before you even have time to catch your breath, you’re up again, moving to where JJ is leaning against the side of the boat, eyes still closed, chest not rising.

You shake his shoulder gently. “JJ, wake up. C’mon J, please open your eyes!” You plead, eyes burning, filled with tears. Behind you, your friends exchange worried glances.

“Please,” you whisper one last time, “I need you.”

He jerks suddenly, sputtering as he coughs up the water in his lungs. Everyone lets out cheers and sighs of relief.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, dude,” John B laughs.

“Oh thank god,” you murmur, feeling like you can’t breathe. Tears stream down your cheeks faster than you can wipe them away.

JJ turns to you, eyes stopping on your hand resting on his shoulder. He smirks at you. “Sup?” You let out a watery laugh. Same old JJ, always cracking jokes.

You shake him gently. “You scared the shit out of me, you asshole.” Pulling him close, you cradle his head in your arms, careful to avoid the spot where he was hit.

-

Later that night, you sit around the fire Pope built on the little uninhabited island you were all currently calling home. “Poguelandia” as JJ had dubbed it. He seemed to be feeling alright, but you kept him in your sights at all times. The hit he took to the head was pretty major and you couldn’t help but worry about him.

Everyone chats in pairs. Sarah and Kie debrief on what happened to one another while on the boat, Pope and Cleo discuss the best course of action for shelter, and JJ and John B sit next to you, roasting fish over the fire. You just sit quietly, watching JJ out of the corner of your eye, not really listening to their conversation until you hear your name.

“Seriously dude, you should’ve seen her. Y/N was ready to go down with you,” John B explains, “By the time we got there you were both going under, but she wouldn’t give up. She wouldn’t even let go of you as we tried to get you in the boat.”

JJ turns toward you. “You really did that for me? You could’ve drowned.”

You just shrug in response. “I wasn’t going to abandon you. If you go down, I go down too.” He just looks at you, an unreadable expression on his face. “It’s not a big deal, J. I’m just glad you're okay.”

JJ scoffs. “Not a big deal? Y/N, you saved my life.”

Your eyes well up with tears again at the reminder of how close you came to losing him and you turn away, not wanting him to see. “Well, I mean you would’ve done the same for me, if the roles were reversed, right?”

JJ takes your chin in his hand, turning you to face him. He wipes away a tear as it falls, thumb brushing over your cheek.

“I would risk my life for you in a heartbeat.”

-

Writing masterlist

[lovecanyon]

Y/N STYLES & HARRY STYLES GO UNDERCOVER ON THE INTERNET | ACTUALLY ME | GQ

103M views • 8 hours ago

GQ

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"Hello I’m Harry Styles."

"And I’m Y/N Styles. Today we’re going to answer questions that you guys asked us on the internet." Y/N introduces herself. She tries to keep a straight face but when she glances at her husband she bursts out laughing.

"I don’t think she’s gonna be serious today." Harry breathes out a laugh. He looks at Y/N who was smiling uncontrollably, still trying to quiet down her laughter. "See!"

"Don’t look at me. I’ll laugh." Y/N averts her eyes to the table in front of her. A few laughs come from the crew behind the camera.

"Okay well I—"

"Sorry." Y/N cuts Harry off with a giggle making the whole room start laughing. He side eyes her with a smile knowing that they’re not going to take this interview serious.

It took Y/N a few seconds to regain her seriousness but once Harry sends her a stupid grin more laughs came from her along with the rest of the people in the room with them.

"I don’t know how we’re going to be serious." Harry closes his eyes smiling.

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"First we have Twitter."

"I’m scared." Harry mumbles leaning over Y/N’s shoulder looking at the laptop screen. She pecks his cheek before pressing on one of the questions that was already picked out for them. "I wonder how Y/N feels to be married to Harry Styles?" He reads out loud which makes Y/N start laughing.

"I mean it’s cool." Y/N shrugs making her husband look jokingly offended. "All jokes aside. I love being married to my best friend."

A grin forms on Harry’s face as his cheeks turn red. It was cute the way he immediately got flustered at his wife calling him her best friend. Truly they were best friends, right when they met, both of them were just drawn to each other.

Everyone knew they were made for each other. The first time Harry introduced Y/N to his friends and family, they all knew she was his soulmate. Y/N definitely was the female version of him.

"I’m very honored to be your best friend." Harry beams wrapping his arm around Y/N’s chair leaning closer to her. His move made her stomach flutter with butterflies.

"You better be. Sarah will fight you for that title." She jokes. "Moving onto the next question…How does Y/N react to getting songs written about her?"

Looking up at the ceiling, Y/N squints trying to find the correct words as Harry begins to chuckle beside her. Every time he would write about her, he would tell her which made her fall even more in love with him—if that was possible.

It made Y/N feel warm inside at the fact Harry thought about her for inspiration. She was his muse. Every girl in the world would kill to be in her position and she knew that.

"How do you react darling?" Harry questions Y/N making her cheeks deeply redden. He picks up on that and it makes a smile appear on his face.

"It just depends on the song H." Y/N turns her body to face Harry who just continued to stare intently at her.

"Watermelon Sugar." Harry coughs into his hand 'attempting' to hide his words.

"Harry I swear to god."

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"Next Instagram!"

Harry and Y/N were on a Instagram posts comment section, specifically the one Harry posted about Inez and Beau.

"I wonder what is Harry’s favorite memory of his children?" Y/N reads out loud. Right away a bunch of memories of his two children came to mind. There was one time when Inez and Beau had both made him pearl necklaces for his birthday, or he could say when they helped him propose to their mother.

Too many happy memories came to mind and it was difficult to sit here and not tell the camera every single one of them.

"Definitely when Beau first met Inez." Harry says remembering the moment when they brought their newborn daughter home.

"This is your sister!"

"She has your eyes daddy!" Beau tells his father who grins at his words. Harry wanted to stay in this moment forever, watching his son stare lovingly at Inez.

A head digging into his shoulder makes his grin even more wider. The sweet familiar scent he dearly loved so much made him lean into his soulmates arms. He definitely was content with his life.

Being in his partners arms while staring at their two angels couldn’t be anymore better.

"I love you." Y/N mumbles leaving a small kiss on Harry’s neck. Moving his arm, he grabs onto her hand and brings it to his mouth for a kiss. "So much."

"I love you. More than you’ll ever know."

"That day was so cute." Y/N sighs out in awe remembering the scene of a newborn Inez in Beau’s arms. She loved and cared for her kids so much, it got to the point where her camera roll was full of children’s clothes and toys—same with Harry.

Everyone that knew them, knew they had always dreamed of starting a family. Now finally their friends and family were seeing that happen.

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"TikTok!"

"I’m definitely scared for this one." Harry laughs shaking his head. Y/N glances at him with a huge smile knowing he had a certain distaste for the app.

"This is the comment section from my recent video with Harry and—" Y/N cuts herself off with a laugh. The TikTok she did—more like forced—with Harry was a stupid dance. After hours of begging him he finally had gave in and recorded the TikTok with her.

Once glance at the comment section had Y/N into tears. She had her hand wrapped around her mouth as she tried to control her laughs. Harry had also tried to keep his laughs in but when he read one of the comments he bursts out laughing.

You could tell that Harry and Y/N were truly made for each other. Each laugh and smile was created from each other.

"First question. Were we scared to announce our relationship at Dunkirk premiere?"

"I mean sort of but we knew we’d be fine if we stayed together all night, which we did." Y/N answers making Harry nod, agreeing.

Truly when they were together, they’re unstoppable. Both brought out the best in each other. Most of their close friends and family members were aware of that. Sarah had always told Y/N that she was the exact female version of Harry, right down to the music choices and friendliness.

A lot of people including the public had pointed it out. Y/N was perfectly made for Harry, it was like the gods had sent her down from heaven just for him.

He loved her so much.

"And that’s it folks! Hope you enjoyed this because I don’t think we’re doing any more interviews!” Harry cheers making the whole room start laughing.

"Basically yeah!" Y/N nods.

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