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Letters to My Love // Part IX

Dream A Little Dream Of Me

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Pairing: Bob Floyd x Female Reader

Summary: When you signed up to volunteer with the USO, you never anticipated that you would meet a man like Ensign Robert Floyd. Fate brings you together one balmy spring evening in Charleston—the night before Bob is set to ship off across the Atlantic. Pen and paper become your only means of sharing your heart with the naval aviator who’s captivated it, igniting a correspondence that spans the distance between you. Can love blossom even as war rages and thousands of miles keep you apart?

Word Count: 3.2k

Author’s Note: Bobby and Peach’s story continues! Hope you all enjoy this latest installment!

Set the Mood: If you’re looking for some 1940s vibes, check out the playlist I made to pair with the story.

The title of this chapter comes from the popular song of the same name. Click here to listen to the first ever recording of the song from 1931!

Dedication: As always, this story is dedicated to my dear friend, @luminousnotmatter. Clara, thank you, thank you, thank you for your support of this story!

Warnings: Alternating POV, allusions to the physical and emotional cost of war, lots of sweet fluff.

April 28, 1943

Dearest Peach (or is it Cookie now?),

I have to tell you, this game of tag might just be the best version of the game I’ve ever played. I sure was surprised—and pleased, believe me—when I opened your last letter to find another photograph inside. The other fellas on the carrier are starting to grumble about how they hardly ever get photos from their girls back home, so you’ve managed to make me quite a big shot around here. Tommy Boy told me just the other day that word’s spreading about how “Floyd’s always getting these pictures from a pretty girl back stateside.” In all honesty, I think they’re just shocked that a gal as pretty as you would be writing to a boring guy from the sticks like me.

Now I don’t want you to think I’m gloating or anything when you send me photos, Peach—although your pretty face DOES deserve to be on billboards, in my humble opinion. It’s just that carriers are smaller than you’d think, in terms of news spreading around, It doesn’t help matters that Benny is always looking over my shoulder during Mail Call, and that when I opened your most recent letter, he stood up on our bench and shouted “Bobby Boy’s got another picture, fellas!” Don’t you worry, though. I tucked your photo into my pocket, right over my heart, and wouldn’t let any of the others see it, no matter how much they begged. Serves them right for being so nosy.

All that to say, it’s a wonderful picture and it brought a big old smile to my face to see how happy you all looked at Christmastime. Please send my highest compliments to Dottie. You and your sister look so much alike, you could both be Hollywood starlets. I especially love your matching smiles—prettier than the angel on top of the Christmas tree. And Frankie is the spitting image of Paddy, my goodness! It’s funny, Paul, Jr. looks just like Paul, too. Maybe the boys will both grow up and go to Annapolis together. You know, following in their fathers’ footsteps and all that. Wouldn’t that be something if they both joined the Navy one day?

Speaking of us “squids,” as our Marine brothers are so wont to call us, I’m glad to hear that you enjoyed the photos that I sent with my last letter. Tommy Boy and Benny have been bragging to anyone who will listen that you have our pictures displayed on your desk. I made the mistake of letting them know that you think they’re very handsome, but don’t worry, I kept it just between us that you think I’m the most handsome. They’re good guys and I wouldn’t want to go bruising their egos or anything like that.

Mike is the name of the fella on board who has the camera and took the pictures for us. He’s hoping he can get his hands on some more film soon so that he can take some more photographs while we’re over here. He likes to send them back home to his fiancee in Arkansas. He’s a solid guy, Mike is. He even told me he’d be happy to take some more pictures for me to send to you when he’s able to—if you’d like that, that is.

I’m glad to know that you don’t mind me writing a little bit about you to my family. I received a letter from my mother the same day I received your letter, and she said you sound like the loveliest girl and that you’re more than welcome on the Floyd farm anytime you happen to find yourself in Linn County, Iowa. When I was writing back to her, I didn’t have the heart to tell her that nobody just so happens to find themselves in Linn County, Iowa. But the offer still stands! My mama would be more than happy to bake you all the pumpkin pies your heart desires. And she’d be more than happy to hear about that peach cobbler recipe, too!

Paul wanted me to tell you that you have no reason to be embarrassed about the punch spill, and that, in fact, you should put it out of your mind completely. He’s sitting across me from right now as I write this, writing his own letter back home to Natasha and the kids. Clara’s just learning to recognize her letters and read some basic words, and Paul, Jr. can’t read at all yet of course, so Paul includes little drawings for them when he writes. Natasha says they love them, and that Clara always carries his letters around when they’re running errands to show off to all the neighbors. “Look at Daddy’s pictures!” she tells them. He really is a good artist, you know. One of these days, I’m going to have him draw something for you. Anything in particular you’d like to see?

Oh, please don’t be embarrassed about my overhearing that conversation! That’s the last thing I want you to feel. You have no reason to be embarrassed, Peach. If anything, it’s that Eddie guy who should feel embarrassed for doing that to a lady. But like you—and Dottie—said, everything happens for a reason. I believe that, too. And I believe that good things can come out of even the worst circumstances. Take this war, for example. It’s awful. There’s no sugarcoating it or making it sound better than it is. It’s just plain awful. In the time I’ve been over here, I’ve seen and heard things that I’ll never be able to forget, things that make you question how human beings can do such things to one another. But I’ve also seen instances of such heroism and bravery, of people doing all they can to stick their necks out for each other and see each other home safely, and I think that that’s got to count for something, too. Don’t you think so, Peach? I know you’re all doing your part back home, too, and that means the world to us over here. We can feel it, and we appreciate it more than you can know. So you see? Good things can still come out of the hard times.

Like you and me meeting, for another thing. I can’t say that I’m grateful for this war, but I am thankful that it brought us together and allowed our paths to cross that night in Charleston. I’ll always be thankful for that, Peach. Not a day goes by that I don’t count my lucky stars that Paul finally convinced me to go to that dance that night. It was the last place in the world I wanted to be, but it turned out to be just the place I needed to be. Everything happens for a reason, right?

Speaking of that night at the dance, I had a dream the other night about dancing with you, Peach. We were at the USO dance at first, but then we were suddenly on the beach. As a farm boy from Iowa, you can imagine that I haven’t spent much time on the beach in my lifetime. But I suppose my subconscious remembers all the beaches I saw in Charleston, because there we were, dancing in the sand while the waves were crashing in. Do you like going to the beach? Like I said, there’s none in landlocked Iowa, but I’d be more than happy to let you be my tour guide when it comes to the best beaches South Carolina and Georgia have to offer.

It’s funny, I don’t usually remember my dreams, but I remember that one quite vividly. I woke up thinking I could still taste saltwater on my tongue and feel you in my arms. Maybe that sounds a little silly, but it’s true. It was the best dream I’ve ever had, I’m sure of it.

It does sound like little Frankie is quite the mischief-maker! Hiding keys already? Something tells me he’s going to give Dottie and Paddy a run for their money when he gets older! From everything you’ve told me, I really do think he and Paul, Jr. would make the best of friends. I imagine the two of them would get into even more mischief than Paul and I did when we were growing up!

Gosh, I wish more than anything that I could be there dancing with you, Peach. But I’m holding the thought of you dancing to “We’ll Meet Again” real close to my heart until we really can meet again. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to hear that song without thinking of you now.

Please do keep me updated on your Victory Garden efforts! I’m looking forward to hearing all about it. Believe me, no one could have a browner thumb than me—just ask Paul, Natasha, and pretty much my entire family—so I’m sure you and Dottie will do a wonderful job!

And Happy Belated Easter, Peach! I hope you had a lovely day with your family. We actually had a bit of exciting news that reached us on Easter Sunday. The Royal Navy sent word that they managed to sink a German U-boat off the coast of [REDACTED], which is hopefully a good sign for all the rest of us. I hope this war comes to an end soon. It feels like we’ve been fighting forever.

I hope that the South Carolina sunshine is treating you right, and that you’re safe and well. I can’t wait until your next letter arrives (I’ll try to keep Benny from looking over my shoulder next time).

Most Truly Yours,

Bobby

May 24, 1943

My Dear Bobby,

Don’t worry, it’s still Peach to you, and it always will be. Frankie is learning so many new words every day that I’m sure I’ll only be Aunt Cookie for a little while longer. But I’d like to stay Peach for a good long while, if that’s alright with you.

I’m sorry to disappoint all the fellas on the carrier—particularly Benny—by not including any new photographs with this letter. I’ll try to amend that next time. But I absolutely do not believe that it should come as any kind of shock to anyone that you and I write to one another, Bobby. Boring? Who would dare call you boring? I’ll not have you talking about yourself like that, Robert Floyd, do you hear me? I could just as easily say that the people back in Charleston would be shocked to learn that a handsome naval aviator is writing to a girl as shy and mousey as me, but I know you wouldn’t like that. Just like I don’t like hearing you talk badly about yourself. So let’s promise one another we won’t do that anymore, hm?

Dottie sends profuse thanks for your sweet words about the Christmas photo—she actually blushed when I told her what you’d written! And I could tell that Paddy was all puffed up with pride when I told him that you thought Frankie looked just like him. Dottie agrees with you wholeheartedly, by the way. “Both my boys are so handsome!” she declared. I think Paddy blushed a little bit at that, though he’d never admit it.

My goodness, imagine Frankie and Paul, Jr. both joining the Navy when they’re older? I think you’re quite right that they’d make excellent friends—but heaven help the Navy with the double trouble those two would bring with all their mischief-making!

By the way, I asked Paddy about that nickname you said the Marines like to use—squids? I’ve never seen my brother-in-law turn so red so fast! “Oh, what do they know?” he demanded, waving his hands in the air. “They’re just a bunch of jarheads!” Squids? Jarheads? I never realized there was such a rivalry between you! No wonder the sailors and the Marines seem to stay on opposite sides of the room whenever the USO hosts an event! I hope you know that I don’t think you’re a squid, Bobby. But if you were, you’d be the cutest squid in the seven seas.

You’re very considerate not to bruise Tommy Boy’s and Benny’s egos, so thank you very much for keeping our little secret. Emily came over the other day—she’s still so excited about the wedding and she wanted me to help her go over some details—and she saw the pictures of you and the boys on my desk. She remembered Paul from the night of the dance, and she thought the rest of you looked familiar, too. She said to pass along her best wishes, and I passed along your congratulations on her and Eddie’s engagement. I hope you don’t mind.

That’s very sweet of your friend, Mike to offer to take more photos for you! Of course I’d love for you to send more, if you’re able to! Being able to see that you’re okay, even with all the miles and a war between us, makes me so happy.

Your mama is most generous and kind to extend that invitation! While I can’t say that I have any reason to be in Linn County, Iowa at the moment, I will be certain to look up the Floyd family farm if ever I should happen to be in town. And please let your mama—and all of your family—know that, should they ever find themselves in Charleston, South Carolina, the Sheridan residence is always open to them. Your mama and I can swap recipes. I know Dottie would love that.

I couldn’t help smiling from ear to ear when I read the part of your letter where you talked about Paul’s drawings for Clara and Paul, Jr.! What a wonderful father he is! And an artist, too? I’m very impressed! Not to mention thankful to him for his unending kindness. I can see why the two of you are the best of friends—you both have the same good hearts. Hmm, now as for what kind of drawing I would like, I suppose that would depend on what Paul specializes in. Does he do portraits? In that case, I’d like to see him draw one of you. Does he draw cartoons? I can only imagine how he’d portray a conversation between Tommy Boy and Benny. If neither of those, then perhaps Paul can draw me some peaches—I always think of you now, Bobby, whenever I eat them.

Oh, Bobby. Yes, I do believe it counts for something when people try to hold onto their goodness in the midst of so much evil and bad. We know so little of what you’re facing over there beyond the small bits that we read in the newspaper or hear on the radio. I can’t even begin to imagine what it’s like to be living in it every day. I wish that I could hold you tight and make all the bad memories go away. But since I can’t, I’m glad to know that you’re able to find the glimpses of good where you can.

Without a doubt, everything happens for a reason, and I believe there’s a reason that you and I met that night, Bobby. Maybe a reason that’s bigger than you and I can ever understand. I’m grateful that our paths crossed, too. So, so grateful. I know this might sound silly considering we’ve only actually been together in person for a few hours, but you’ve helped me come out of my shell more than you can know. I’ve always been so shy, Bobby. Painfully so. It’s not easy for me to talk to new people, or people that I don’t know very well. It’s especially not easy for me to talk to handsome boys like you. But that night at the dance and during our walk on King Street—you made me feel seen, Bobby. And heard. Hardly anyone outside my family has ever made me feel that way. And then we started writing letters to each other and you’ve just been so easy to talk to, so easy to share my heart with. Thank you for that, Bobby. It means more to me than you can possibly imagine. So yes, I thank my lucky stars for that night, too.

Did you really have a dream about me? I’m blushing to think so, but now I don’t feel so shy to tell you that I’ve dreamed about you, too. In my dream, we were back at the ice cream parlor on King Street, sharing an ice cream sundae with lots of whipped cream and cherries on top. When you come home, we’ll have to take a drive to Folly Beach and get ice cream on the pier. I’ll be counting down the days until it happens!

Now speaking of our Victory Garden, Dottie and I are quite proud of the effort we put in this year! You’d think the two of us were a couple of regular old farm girls. We spent about a week or so clearing out the beds from last year and resoiling them. One of our neighbors, Mrs. Patterson had a beautiful garden last year, so she gave us a lot of helpful advice. We ended up planting beans, carrots, cucumbers, and tomatoes. It’s still a little too early to tell how they’ll end up, but they look promising so far! I think you’d be proud of us!

Things here on the homefront have been a little tricky as of late. I’m not sure if word has gotten over to you boys across the Atlantic, but some of the coal miners went on strike last month. It caused a bit of a crisis with regard to production and manufacturing. President Roosevelt delivered a fireside chat discussing the crisis earlier this month. He tried to remind all of us that it’s our patriotic duty to continue working and to do what we can for the war effort. I think Paddy was a bit worried about it, but the government has since taken control of the coal mines, and so we haven’t heard much more about it.

I want so badly to do my part for the war effort, Bobby. I think of you and Paul and Tommy Boy and Benny and all the others, risking your lives across the ocean to defend all of us back home. I want to do something, no matter how small, that can contribute and make a difference. There have been lots of women going to work in the factories ever since we entered the war. Some of them are filling their husbands’ and brothers’ positions while they’re off fighting. Paddy mentioned that they’re actually looking to fill civilian positions at Naval Air Station Charleston. It’s harder because of the background checks required, but I’d have a leg up, being Paddy’s sister-in-law. I’ve been thinking about asking Paddy to help me apply for a position. Do you think I should, Bobby? If it could be of any help to you and all the other men, I’d really like to give it a try. What do you think?

That’s wonderful news about the Royal Navy! Every time I hear about the Allies pushing further into Europe, or defeating our enemies in some way, it gives me a thrill of hope that maybe this all really will be over soon. I hope so, Bobby. I really hope so.

Even though there’s a few thousand miles between us, I hope you can feel all the good thoughts I’m sending your way. I can’t wait until I get your next letter. I always look forward to them.

Until next time, Bobby!

Most Affectionately Yours,

Peach

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hackerqueen · 2 years ago

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Fourth of July

summary: A story about Jake's childhood, youth and mother. (Ophelia) warnings: mention of mental health problems, a little JakexMC words: 3,5k

November 28, 1998

In a quiet and peaceful town, in a lonely hospital, at less than five o'clock in the morning, when a cold autumn morning was waking up to life, another human was born. He wasn't ordinary, he was someone else from the moment he was born. He was different.

Chestnut hair stuck to the sweaty forehead of the woman, who leaned back tiredly, trying to regain her even breathing.

– Just as we predicted. No complications, completely healthy and strong son!

A slight smile appeared on the tired woman's face.

– My little Jacob.

April 4, 2003

– Look. I found a daisy.

Hearing her son's high-pitched voice, the woman of average height looked up from the book she was reading at the little boy in front of her. His watchful gaze was focused on the tiny white flower in his hand, which he proudly held out to his mother.

This day was one of the first warm days of spring, which was the young woman's favorite season. They were surrounded by a forest in which beautiful and breathtaking plants bloomed and the warm rays of the sun enveloped them from the sky.

– It's beautiful, Jake. – she replied in a melodious voice. She sat up from the bench and leaned toward her five-year-old son. – Where did you find it?

– On the meadow. – He shrugged and held out the flower more strongly – It's for you. – added.

The incredibly sweet gesture amused and moved the young mother.

– Wouldn't you like to give it to your brother?

The woman chuckled softly as the boy rolled his eyes.

– I already gave him the stone. He threw it at my head.

She laughed again, but seeing his undisguised indignation, she accepted his gift and promised him that she will punish Kaden. The boy brightened up, and a slight smile appeared on his face, creating dimples on his cheeks.

The young mother once again admired the beauty of her son. Jake was a beautiful kid. He was a little bony for his age, even though he ate for two. His now sunlit face was like that of an angel. His thick hair, the color of dark chocolate pudding, cascaded over his forehead. But what caught his attention the most were his eyes. Beautiful, breath-taking, mesmerizing blue irises stood out on his innocent and charming face. Her heart clenched as she looked into her son's eyes, which were an identical reflection of his father's. Nathan Donfort.

She didn't want to remember the man who had completely broken her heart, so she thought back to Jake and began to fix his hair, which had been loosened by the sudden gust of wind.

She glanced at the white flower in her left hand out of the corner of her eye and swore one thing to herself. She promised herself that she would do everything in her power to keep her son exactly as he is now. Pure, innocent and free from any sin. She promised herself that she would make sure that Jake would always be as free, carefree and happy as he was now.

December 22, 2009

Christmas was fast approaching. Therefore, no one was surprised by the noise in the apartment, where a few more people were supposed to gather. In addition to Jake, Kaden and their mother, their grandmother and uncle were coming with their family. The whole apartment was nicely and climatically decorated, and the smell of home-made Christmas dishes was wafting, creating only increasing impatience in young boys.

– Kaden, how many times do I have to tell you that these gingerbread cookies are for Christmas? – she asked in a loud and slightly tired voice from the preparations, but she couldn't help but smile when she saw the boys running around the kitchen dressed in Santa hats. She went back to turning the meat in the pan when she heard a loud thump on their door. Surprised, she walked towards the entrance of the apartment, then opened the door. And it was one of the biggest mistakes of her life. Because she found no one else there but Nathan Donfort himself.

– Hello, Ophelia.

Her whole body stiffened and her heart stopped. She couldn't get a word out. She just stood there, staring at the face of the man she would sell her soul for one day.

– Mom? Who is this man?

She didn't know which of the boys had asked those questions. It didn't matter to her, even though he was the father of only one of them, she didn't want any of her sons to have anything to do with this man. So she left the apartment and quickly slammed the door. They were facing each other now, looking at each other with eyes that were so different and distant from the ones they had shared in the past.

– What do you want, Nathan? – She uttered the coldest, emotionless tone she could muster

– It's Christmas. I wanted to… – he started but got stuck in the middle. He tried a few more times, but each time he stopped as if he didn't know what he was doing here. – I wanted to meet my son.

The woman burst into a sharp, dry laugh. Damn, that asshole had more guts than she ever thought possible.

– All of a sudden? After eleven years, you remember that you have a son? – she asked, not believing in his insolence. – Spare yourself, Nathan. I'm not seventeen anymore, you can't manipulate me like you used to.

– That was never my target.

More dry lies.

– So what is it? You've had an argument with your wife again and you're looking for solace in a one-time whore you'll dump as soon as you find out she's pregnant? – she gasped as her emotions took over her. The inside screamed at her to go back inside and she wouldn't listen to a word of that son of a bitch anymore, but she couldn't. She couldn't take her eyes off the face of the man she once loved most in the world.

– I didn't come here to resolve our conflict. – he growled unpleasantly – I came because I believe that our son deserves a father. He deserves better.

– You mean our conflict is that when I told you I was pregnant, you called me names and left me alone? Right, it's nothing that bad! – she raised her voice, feeling the first burning tears under her eyelids – And he is by no means your son! You lost father's name when you abandoned us eleven years ago. He lived eleven years without you, and believe me, he deserves better than a momentary hope. Because that's who you are, Nathan. You give people momentary attention and hope and then brutally take it away and push people to the bottom.

She was about to return to her apartment after these words, but she looked at him one last time.

– By the way, what's your younger daughter's name? Ah, Lilly, that's right. Maybe you won't screw up with her like you did with Jake.

She slammed the door behind her and slid down it, finally falling to the floor. She would love to go back to the time when everything was fine. When the sun was out and Jake brought her a plucked daisy. She thought that moment would last forever. That they will always be so incredibly happy.

But the sky was not always cloudless. Unfortunately, the sun sometimes went down, and that Christmas day over Jake's house it went down too fast. And never came back.

November 28, 2012

– Happy birthday, sweetheart!

His grandmother's hand fell from his eyes, revealing a brand new, first ever computer he had ever owned. The then fourteen-year-old boy opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the older woman doubtfully. Well, he knew they didn't have the money for such expensive equipment.

– But from where? And how?

But his grandmother interrupted him"

– Don't worry so much, Jake. It's your birthday! Come on, grandma made you a delicious cake. Your favourite. – she smiled warmly at him, and the boy felt the warmth spreading inside him

– Is mom joining us? – he asked only hoping for an affirmative answer – I haven't seen her here for so long.

The old woman tensed up, but tried not to let him know that something was wrong. She smiled at him again, pushing him towards the table. She bit her lip and replied.

– Your mother took an extra job, which is why she's been gone so long. But I promise she'll be back soon. – she said truthfully, a little sadly.

Jake had abruptly blacked out because he had just found out that his mom was working a few jobs just to keep him entertained. Only once did he mention how much he likes IT classes, and she decided to sacrifice her well-being and exhaust herself in several jobs. It was then that he felt for the first time that he didn't deserve someone.

He felt it in such moments, when he saw empty packets of various pills, prescriptions from psychiatrists and sleepless, crying nights. For several years, Ophelia was sinking into an increasingly advanced depression, although she did not want to admit it to her sons. And it got worse as she watched the family of her ex-lover, Nathan Donfort, more and more. She saw all the photos his wife posted, which showed a complete family with two beautiful daughters. Smiling, happy and so full of love. Bitterness, sadness and rage seized her and dragged her down.

Jake was mature enough to understand the situation. It was when he turned fourteen and later fifteen that he and his mother began to have heated arguments about his father. The boy wanted to know who his father was, he wanted to meet him. No. He wanted to know why he abandoned them. Ophelia always brushed him off and never gave an answer. The boy didn't want to blame her - he had seen the condition she was in, which was mostly caused by Nathan Donfort. He never blamed her.

But he couldn't help his growing curiosity about his roots and the fact that he got in touch with his older half-sister Hannah thanks to the computer they had given him. When, after a few months of exchanging messages and talking with sister, his mother found out about it, their relation deteriorated even more. And now two people were blaming each other for Nathan's departure. Ophelia about being an insufficient woman, and Jake about being an unwanted child. Because Hannah also told the boy many things about her family, including her father. She portrayed him as a loving and caring father and husband. So what were they better at? What was the fault of a young, then seventeen-year-old girl completely blinded by love for an older man? And what was the fault of the defenseless and unawared boy with black hair and an innocent smile?

Jake felt rejected. Unwanted. Furious that, compared to him, Kaden had a perfectly normal father. Yes, he wasn't with their mom either, but he didn't abandon his son. So many times he wanted to tell Hannah the truth about what kind of man their father really was. However, he never did. He didn't want to be the reason their perfect family broke up.

When he didn't want to hurt his mother any more by soughting contact with the family of the man who broke her heart so he decided to break off contact with Hannah. But it was damn hard, because for unknown reasons, he became very attached to his unawared sister. The situation began to spiral out of control when girl began to show strange emotions towards him. Suggestions. He had no idea how he hadn't noticed it before. He was never good at interpersonal relationships. Hannah crossed the line when she sent him a picture in nothing but a bra. Jake reacted immediately, blaming himself for not finishing it sooner. He cut off contact with her, never returning to the topic in the years that followed.

November 31, 2016

He was awakened by the strong and poisonous smell of smoke. Disoriented and sleepy, he had no idea what was going on. The only sound he heard was the loud snoring of Kaden, who was sleeping on the bed next to him. He listened for a moment, and when another strange noise reached him, he stood up as if scalded. It sounded like... burning. Almost falling over the clothes scattered on the floor, he reached his sleeping brother and shook his body hard, screaming his name. A sleepy Kaden began to accuse him of interrupting his best erotic sleep with Pamela Anderson, but when he heard what was going on, he immediately turned serious and ran to wake up their mother.

Jake knew perfectly well what had caused the house fire. In the last few months he has become more and more interested in hacking and may have messed with some dangerous people. He didn't know what the consequences of his actions would be. He was just a kid who devoted himself to his passion and went down the wrong path for many. A path from which there was no return.

The three were forced to jump and escape through the window due to the flames cutting off their access to the door. Ophelia was slightly intoxicated from the sleeping pills she had taken the night before, making her unable to drive. Jake couldn't waste another moment, his pursuers might be right behind them. After all, they must have been somewhere in the area, after all, they set fire to his house.

– Jake, where are we going? – Kaden asked quietly, scared. Usually he was resolute and exuded ironic jokes, but now he knew how serious the situation was. All he knew was that his older brother was a hacker, and he was damn good at it despite his young age. It wasn't hard to guess that it was easy to get under the skin of the wrong people.

– Somewhere far. We'll stay at a hotel. And tomorrow we'll go to grandma's. – Jake tried to calm his younger brother, even though he knew perfectly well that he would never let his problems endanger another person close to him. He didn't want to admit it, but deep down he knew what he had to do.

He was driving dangerously fast, constantly veering onto country side roads, trying to avoid the traffic. With every mile that passed, he felt worse and worse, more and more guilty.

When they finally arrived at a town that was reasonably safe from being tracked until morning at least, he accommodated the three of them at the first hotel he came across. The receptionist gave a strange look to the black-haired boy who was supporting the barely conscious middle-aged woman, but she didn't ask any questions.

They entered the room they had been given, and Jake led his mother over to the couch. Just as he was about to leave her there, he felt her fists wrap tightly around his sweatshirt, not letting him leave.

– What's going on? – she hoarsed, and the boy looked at her face with a heavy heart. Her pupils were dilated and hands were shaking. Seeing her so lost broke his scarred heart. – What have you gotten yourself into, honey? Can I help you somehow?

Jake clenched his jaw tight to keep from crying.

– No. I can handle it. – he stammered, but his mother's embrace did not ease. Even though his eyesight was beginning to blur from the accumulated tears, he managed a gentle smile. – Don't worry, mom. Everything will be fine.

– Okay. I believe you, Jake. I believe you can fix everything. But promise me something. – he stopped, looking into his eyes, wiping a tear from his cheek.

– What?

– Don't get yourself into trouble any more. – she whispered, her voice breaking. –Whenever you need me, I'll be here. Please, don't ever leave me. I need you, honey.

More tears ran down Jake's cheeks.

– I promise.

But that same night he broke his promise. He broke it when he left the hotel in the morning, leaving his two closest people there. He left a part of himself that he never got back.

4 July 2022

A young woman was awakened in the middle of the night by a strange noise coming from the living room of their temporary apartment. In the dark, she touched the place next to her with her hand, but found only an empty and cold sheet. Burnt, she opened her eyes and got out of bed, listening to the sounds coming from the bedroom door.

Finally she left it and went to the living room, and the view she found there was forever etched in her memory and broke her heart.

She found Jake there, huddled behind the couch, his face red and wet from the tears that shook his body. The girl's heart completely broke when she heard his heartbreaking sobs. His matted hair fell over his forehead. Tears ran down his pale cheeks as he placed a hand over his eyes. The sight hurt. It hurt so much. She had seen Jake lose hope and be broken many times. The boy fell many times, but that night he fell for real.

He fell the moment when he fell to his knees, tears mixing with his every breath. He fell at the point where he had no strength to fight anymore. He fell the moment his last wall fell. One she had no idea about.

Jake rarely wanted to talk about his family. MC even though she was very curious, she respected his decision and never asked. But when she heard one sentence from him, in some strange, incomprehensible way, she knew.

– She is dead. – he whimpered, barely catching his breath – MC, she's dead.

Without thinking, she ran towards him, knocking over a few things in the process. But it didn't matter. Her eyes blurred with her own tears as she knelt beside him. He was still sobbing like a baby when she wrapped her arms around him with all her strength and pulled him to her chest as if she wanted to protect him from all the evil in the world. And he let her. He leaned against her breast, which he was soaking in increasingly hot tears. She squeezed her eyes shut, kissing and stroking his hair.

There were no words that could ease his pain right now.

– Kaden contacted me. – he croaked after a few minutes – Mom suffered from cancer, recently it got worse. And yesterday she left. She's gone forever, I'll never see her again. I will never hear her laugh or see her smile.

She hugged him even tighter, trying to make him even more comfortable.

– Shhh, I'm here. – she whispered, rubbing his back reassuringly – I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.

– I broke my promise to her. I left her. I should have been there for her, especially recently when she was sick. – he said, his voice breaking and a new spasm of tears seized his fragile body. – I'm just like my father.

– Don't even say that. You saved your mother because you loved her more than anything in the world. You had to do it then so as not to endanger her. I'm sure she knew it.

MC knew perfectly well that losing a loved one was one thing, but not being able to say goodbye was another. And much more hard amd painfull.

They didn't know how much time they spent like that, but the black-haired hacker finally began to calm down. She continued to hold him like a precious treasure, kissing his soft hair. With every minute that passed, he began to breathe more and more steadily, until finally the crying stopped completely. They remained silent.

– I'm destroying everything and everyone I care about.

– No. - she interrupted him with determination, and moved away from him slightly – Jake, paradoxically you are the reason why I did not destroy myself. And I'm sure your mom wasn't angry at you. She must have felt that you were protecting her in this way, just as she had protected you throughout your childhood.

His voice was empty. Exactly as he was inside now. Jake stared blankly ahead, his face red from crying for so long. Bloodshot eyes were still a bit glassy.

MC didn't know what to do next. How to fix it. How to make Jake a little lighter. But she knew that she would do anything to bring her beloved back to peace and happiness.

– Take me to her funeral. – he whispered barely audibly, which made her hug him again – I have to .. I have to say goodbye. And apologize.

At that point, it didn't matter the government or the danger they would expose themselves to. She just couldn't and didn't want to say no.

– Of course. – she replied immediately – We will go there together.

Jake gave her a light, barely noticeable smile. He regretted so much that he had lost so many precious moments that they could have shared together. He wished he had introduced MC to his mother, the woman who had completely changed his life. He was sure she would like her. Sometimes she even resembled her. Both were equally stubborn and defended their own opinion. He would turn back time just to tell his mother how much he loves her and how grateful he is for everything she has done for him. But it was too late for that.

Ophelia's spirit, however, saw it all and was finally able to leave in peace, seeing that her son had finally found his love, soulmate, and above all, the person who saved him from falling to the very bottom.

"It was night when you died, my firefly

What could I have said to raise you from the dead?

Oh could I be the sky on the fourth of july?

We're all gonna die"

#duskwood jake #duskwood #duskwood fandom #duskwood jake x mc #everbyte duskwood #jake duskwood #duskwood fanfiction #everbyte studios

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milkstoner · 2 years ago

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Since like, this summer, I’ve had this vague concept of a mallesil modern au, and it never really inspired me. I realized last night, while my mind was plagued by insomnia, that it didn’t give anything because i didn’t really flesh out silver as much as malleus. So here’s the concept.

Malleus —> like, 24 yrs old, just starting a masters in architecture. He’s the guitar in pop music club’s band. Also plays just about any instrument. Tattoo artist on the side. Rich boy, dead parents, grandma lives in a huge mansion, idk what his family does and why theyre so wealthy honestly like. Granny is strict and she disapproves of mal being in a band and living on his own, but he dgaf. He knows hes going to have to inherit whatever role granny occupies and tbh he’s comfortable knowing hes going to have like, some sort of authority. But for now he enjoys being sort of rebellious.

Silver —> like 18 (we need to do our best to parallel the human slash fae age gap, sorry). In the process of making a career out of being a ballet dancer!!! (Also does fencing and rides horses). Also a rich boy! Im paralleling the theory that silver is a stolen prince by giving him rich parents. Overprotected, strict parents. Idk what his parents do, but they work in the same domain as mals grandmother. (Perhaps theyre politicians…? That could add a layer of mystery around mals parents oh ooh… assassination? Im not fully decided yet but imagine.)

Pop music club (a band in this au);

Cater —> lead vocals. Not wealthy, really. Middle class. The band is his main income and he works as a ride operator in the summers. 22 years old. Dreams of fame and wealth. Art history student, met mal in a class they had in common.

Kalim —> drums. Rich boy. Mal’s childhood friend. Might be the son of politicians similarly to my idea for mal’s and silver’s families, and that’s how they know each other. The band is his hobby. He calls the shots. Spends his share of the money he earns spoiling his friends. Sweet angel. 21 years old.

Lilia —> bass (whore). Mal’s uni friend. He has spent so many years in university. He’s 28, like dude please graduate soon. Very mysterious. We dont know anything about his upbringing. Just a little freaky dude. Nomad. Malleus has no idea where that man lives. He crashes his apartment sometimes. Goes on road trips unprovoked. When he doesn’t show up to practice, the other three wonder if he really was just a collective hallucination. Then he shows up the next week like, oh hey guys i was (insert crazy adventure). The boys are used to it by now.

And of course, sebek —> 17. Silver’s childhood friend. Son of a dentist so hes relatively rich, not as much as silver/malleus/kalim, but still upper class. They’ve been rivals (according to sebek) since they were very small. They met during their first ballet class. He’s a fan of pmc+malleus’ band, and is especially a huge mal fanboy.

Mallesil have met a few times before. Think like, formal parties and such. They’re the 1%. It’s rare granny draconia and her grandson are invited, but when they do attend a party, everything gets real quiet. So mallesil have… noticed each other as children, think like, silver was 6 when he first acknowledged malleus’ (12) existence. Obviously the age gap is kind of significant at that stage so its not a problem that their guardians forbid them from interacting. (Though there was one time, when silver was 8 and malleus was 14, where silver got lost somehow, and malle was the only one he recognized in this huge mass of adults. He’s actually very straightforward, like « im lost », and mal guides him back to his parents without a word lol)

It gets a bit more problematic as silver grows up. Stolen glances, damn hes hot… silver is 17. He’d always been sort of fascinated by malle’s stature, his long, black hair, and his pale skin. Its like hes wrapped in mystery. Obviously, since silver is older now, he can finally recognize hes feeling attraction. Malleus… he cant help still seeing a child in silver since. Yk. Their very rare and brief interactions took place when silver was a literal child. But hey he can admit silver is cute… he sees him drinking like, non alcoholic cider in a corner and he comes up to him kinda nervous like… hey… u come here often. Its another brief interaction, but they find a secluded spot and malleus offers him a sip of his wine (im obsessed with the concept of mal making silver drink SORRY), silver is a bit shy and flustered… (hes a sensitive little gay boy). They have one thing in common, and its that they think these 1% parties are boring. There’s something scandalous about them interacting when their families strictly forbids them to like, even look at each other. (If were going the route that theyre politicians, granny has probably put into mal’s head that his parents were assassinated by silver’s family. He… believes her, but he cant blame silver for it, can he?)

They dont see each other again until like. A year later, when sebek drags silver to pmc+malleus’ show. Its late and silver shouldn’t even be there—he snuck out. He had no idea what he was going to see until he saw fucking MALLEUS on the stage. He’s in awe… the dexterity of his fingers, his large arms, the bright lights making him fucking shine, like wowww if he didn’t have a crush before, this is definitely what sells malleus. Now, imagine mal’s shock seeing silver in the fucking crowd—they make EYE CONTACT honey. His fingers fumble; his bandmates look back at him like ? For a single second before acting like absolutely nothing happened.

After the show, malleus calls to silver and they talk a bit in the alley leading to backstage of the venue (idk how any of this works)… like… what are you doing here i didn’t know u were into rock?… oh yeah I’ve seen sebek a few times hes kind of annoying. Need a ride home?

Next thing u know, romantic little motorcycle scene oooohhhhhh. Finally they exchange numbers… malleus has no social media presence lol the only way to contact him is to call or text him. As they are both children of important people, they cant exactly meet in public, but mal knows a bunch of secluded spots and he takes silver to quiet places on his motorcycle yasssss. They talk about anything, its secret, its scandalous, its exciting. Silver’s rebellious era.

One day silver takes mal to like, the dancing studio, & he practices in front of him, aww… mal plays the piano, idk some melody he had in his mind, & silver goes off track and lets his song guide his body, its all very sweet and cute… Harold theyre gay

Their relationship evolves real quick… it’s silvers first crush. It’s cute and exciting . His desires give him butterflies in his stomach. Malleus is filled with dread however lol, he’s super dramatic and he WILL write countless songs for silver AND SING THEM to him, while playing the guitar or the piano… he can’t breathe w/o silver ok

The sex… ofc mal is older and he’s the top so he takes care of silver. He’s gentle at first but after a while he can’t help roughing him up bc he just loves him that much. Cute aggression. Silver is a total slut for malleus… he’s a secret pervert, so he’s in touch w his desires. He knows what parts of mal’s body he wants, what parts of himself he wants pleasured… malleus got his perversions from old, female-written erotica 😭 (stolen from granny draconia). Silver had the talk but he unfortunately slept through his sex ed class in high school. He doesn’t dare watch porn in case his parents find out. So his desires are very… basic, i would say, no dirty kinks, but still, it’s this very strong, pure feeling of wanting flesh and skin to meet, intertwined w love, so it’s very sweet and intimate and erotic. Mal’s desires are similar but he plays around with like, mild dirty talk (it’s just praise and dramatic love confessions while he’s balls deep inside silver😭), mild teasing (going slow when silver is justtttt on the edge), etc… they worship each others bodies oh my goodness

Their dates are mostly @ mal’s apartment. Takeout, Netflix, they talk for hours, one thing leads to another and WHEWW they spend the night together even tho silver was supposed to be home at 10. Obviously this raises a lot of questions. On the draconia side, granny is very happy to meet silver. She thinks he’s such a respectable, cute, sweet boy. She welcomes him💜

Silvers parents on the other hand… he knows they’ve said terrible TERRIBLE things about the draconias so obviously he doesn’t want to put mal through that. There’s also the fear of being disowned… silvers parents ask him if, yk, he’s in love, bc he’s changed and he doesn’t come home on time… eventually they find out of his relationship and it doesn’t go well :( they threaten to disown him if he doesn’t block mal… obv he’s very afraid, so he does… mal is heartbroken :,( he actually drives all the way to silver’s family’s mansion and he… throws rocks at his window CTFUUUU silver starts crying on the spot when he sees mal from his window… he sneaks out in his pajamas and mal puts his jacket on silvers shoulders and they go to one of mals spots.

So silver explains he could be disowned… malleus had a feeling :( silver is young… he’s torn between his family and the security that comes with it, or his exciting lover… they have sex outside in that secret spot teehee💜 most intense session ever, the thrill of being outside, risking being seen… it’s hot

Silver still sees mal in secret at night. Yea ok they can’t contact each other, but mal still meets him every night. Until they’re found out one night lol and that’s the last straw, silver gets kicked out. Honestly, he’s lucky mal has money, so he moves into mals apartment, and yes it’s rly traumatic, it takes time to get used to, but their passion is stronger than anything (amor vincit omnia)… silver does get a bit depressed but he still attends ballet classes. He gets a little part time job as a barista and malleus visits him sometimes… he steals a kiss over the counter hehehe. Silver goes to mal’s shows & helps the band however he can… very sweet, sweet boy

I think it takes a whole year for silver and his parents to talk again. Like, ok you can’t just throw away your only son like that, be for real. They’ve been super overprotective for years, so of course they’ll worry about silver a year later, only to find out he’s doing okay, all things considered, and he’s been paying for his ballet/fencing classes on his own, and malleus helps out bc he cares about silver. It’s not enough for them to accept him, that takes a lot more time, because they truly feel like silver betrayed them.

Silver is very sad, but malleus comforts him and gives him so much love. His love language is… all of them. Words, physical touch, gifts, everything. He spoils silver lol. There’s this urge inside him that makes him want to protect silver since he’s younger. And silver doesn’t mind bc he is a Disney princess and disney princesses are spoiled + they’re the main characters even tho they don’t realize.

Am i insane.

#malleus draconia #twisted wonderland #twst #malleus twst #twst malleus #mallesil #twst silver #twst au

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gaveitbackbroken · 6 months ago

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Complete list of Songs

Since ccdaily is back, you can check out the complete music catalogue page I'd written for it. It's out of date now, sadly, but I couldn't figure out how to color-code anyway, so I'll make a more simplified version of the list here.

All I Think About

Already Had Her

Backtrack

Bad to Break

Be Mine

Bless Your Heart

Blondes

Boy…Friend

Boys Are Dumb

Brave Girl

Break My Heart

By The Time She Leaves

Chances

Change My Mind

Checking In

Citrus

Closer To Love

Country Boy

Dangerous

Diamond

Don’t Let Your Mind Talk Your Heart Out Of Falling

Don’t Need It Anymore

Dressed To Kill

Easy On Me

Easier Said Than Done

Empty

Even The Sky Cries Sometimes

Fast

Feather

Flower Girl

Flowers Die

Fly

Friends Forever

Full Circle

Gave It Back Broken

Gettin’ Old

Goodbye

Growing Up

Guilty

Guys That Get Me

Half

He’s The One

Heart Feel

Heart Home

Heart Set

Heartbreak Song

Honky Tonk Angels

How Could You

Hurt Like That

I Believed Him

I Don’t Wanna Love You Anymore

I Knew I’d Hate You

I Love You More Than She Does

I Shouldn't Be

In My Nature

It’s My Breakup

It’s ‘Cause I Am

Jewel

Keeper

Killing Time

Know

Know What I Mean

Leave Again

Lie

Like A Boy

Like I Do

List

Looking At Me

Magic Maker

Make Me Stay

Man

Maybe I Should

Maybe Just Once

Meadow

More Than I Miss You

Music Box

Nail Polish

New Boots

No Apologies

No Flowers

No I'm Not

Nothing But Time

Old Soul, Young Heart

On Purpose

Out Of Love

Perfect Strangers

Petal Pickin’

Pickin' Up

Picture Perfect

A Piece Of Me Left You

Pinocchio

Player

Point Of No Return

Preview

Read It

Real Or Make Believe

Real To Me

The Reason

Reckless

Record

Red Light

Run Into You

Sad

Saturn

Seasons

Sister Don’t Like You

Someone To Talk To

Sounds Like

State I’m In

Still Feels Real

Sweet 'N Low

Tell Her

Terrifies Me

Thankful

That Kind Of Brokenhearted

They Don’t Tell You That

Thrill Of It All

Took My Love

A Town That Never Changes

Tractor

Trouble Loves Trouble

Version Of You

What You Don’t Say

Who I Would’ve Been

Who’s That Girl

Why Can’t You Cry

Why You Broke Up

Wild

Wildfire

Wish You Wouldn’t

Without Darkness

Worst Guy Ever

Wouldn’t Change A Thing

You Or The Highway

You Shouldn’t Have

You're Too Old

28 Degrees And Sunny

I changed the way the colors work a little

RED = have not heard even 1 second of this song. Its existence is all that is known about it, typically from song registries such as BMI or ASCAP but also just from Callista mentioning the song in an interview etc

ORANGE = we have heard a little of this song. Maybe she posted a snippet of herself on social media, either playing it or singing along to a studio recording. Maybe she performed it live but part of the song is missing.

BLUE = we have this song in full, from start to end. Whether it's a live recording from a concert, or a run-through Callista posted on social media, whether it's super crisp and professionally recorded or crunchy and hard to parse the lyrics.

GREEN = go buy this song on iTunes / Amazon / wherever you get your music because it's out and released :)))

I'll do my best to edit this frequently as I do with the other masterlists!

#callista clark #masterlist #audio #unreleased

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4, 18, 28 💕

a peek into... jamie's car glovebox

jamie doesn't actively open his car glovebox that often. there are situations where the need arrives, though. in there, he's got his aston martin's owner's manual (just in case - he's never actually read the thing), some condoms, a travel-sized bottle of lube, a roll of pound coins (for when he goes to visit roy when phoebe's around), and a swiss army knife that he doesn't really know how to use, but he's got just in case of emergencies, because some voice in his head told him there'd be an emergency that he needed a swiss army knife for when he first bought the car.

a peak into... jamie's "secret" hiding spot

it's under his bed. his secret hiding spot is under his bed, because jamie is incredibly imaginative on the pitch, and incredibly unimaginative when it comes to finding places to hide things. it's where he keeps christmas gifts, birthday gifts, any sort of little surprises that he has for people that he got just to show them that he loves them. he's got lingerie for keeley there, he kept roy's kunt shirt under there, mexican chocolates for dani, a bottle of liquor for isaac, a denver broncos cap for colin (because it made jamie giggle). it's all just assorted things for the people he loves.

a peek into... jamie's five most recent sent text messages

• GREYHOUNDS 22-23 LETS GO BABY CHAMPIONS LEAGUE 🐶 🏆🏆🏆🐶: Good morning my sweet angels I hope you lot are all enjoying your holidays. Important matter of discussion this morning (English time) (sorry Dani and Zoreaux you're probably still asleep): the new gaffer. Who do we think it's going to be? 😇🐶💙❤️💛 • Paddy O'Gara 💙🇮🇪🍀: I know you said you're done but. Consider. You coming back to England to assistant coach for the Greyhounds. Don't fucking start on the City til I die bullshit. Richmond could use a defence-minded man on staff. This ain't a formal job offer I can't give those out but. Think about it and I'd vouch for you to Welton. You'd love our centre backs. Especially Isaac. And admit it old man you miss me. Also 😂😂😂 United didn't even get close to even sniffing the Champions League next season 😂😂😂. • Tommy boy 💼🍯: Come down to London. Come down to London. Come down to London. Come down to London. I will not shut up until you come down to London. You've got to be on a break from your posh little smart boy law school shit. Come down to London. Honeyyyy come down. I miss you. • Roy Kunt 🏆🤬🖕: Oi. If you fucking leave us during this off season I'm going to get so much fucking pleasure in beating whichever team you choose to go to into the dirt both times we meet this season. I don't give a fuck if Chelsea offers you their fucking gaffer position. You don't fucking leave this team. Also cause bets are happening on who our new gaffer is. Don't let me down, Royo. • 14 😜: Good morning sweet angel man I absolutely didn't start the conversation that led to your phone being blown up at probably 3 AM maybe earlier. What time is it for you? I was being good actually and not starting text fights in the group chat. 😘😘😘

[ from here ! ]

#answered !#headcanons !#woooo we got some npc texts in there

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kcrabb88 · 3 years ago

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Queer Movies/Books/TV Shows for Pride Month!

Happy Pride everyone!! For your viewing/reading pleasure I have made a (non-exhaustive) list of queer media that I have enjoyed!

Movies/Documentaries

Pride (2014): An old tried and true favorite, which meets at the intersection of queer and workers’ rights. A group of queer activists support the 1985 miners’ strike in Wales (complete with a sing-through of Bread and Roses + Power in a Union)

Portrait of a Lady on Fire: On an isolated island in Brittany at the end of the eighteenth century, a female painter is obliged to paint a wedding portrait of a young woman (or, two young lesbians fall in love by the sea, and you cry)

God’s Own Country: Young farmer Johnny Saxby numbs his daily frustrations with binge drinking and casual sex, until the arrival of a Romanian migrant worker for lambing season ignites an intense relationship that sets Johnny on a new path (Seriously this movie is GREAT and doesn’t get enough love, watch it! It’s rough but ends happily)

The Half of It: When smart but cash-strapped teen Ellie Chu agrees to write a love letter for a jock, she doesn't expect to become his friend - or fall for his crush (as in she falls for his crush who is another girl. This movie was so good, and really friendship focused!)

Saving Face: A Chinese-American lesbian and her traditionalist mother are reluctant to go public with secret loves that clash against cultural expectations (this is an oldie and a goodie, with a happy ending!)

Moonlight: A young African-American man grapples with his identity and sexuality while experiencing the everyday struggles of childhood, adolescence, and burgeoning adulthood (featuring gay men of color!)

Carol: An aspiring photographer develops an intimate relationship with an older woman in 1950s New York (everyone’s seen this I think, but I couldn’t not have it here)

Milk: The story of Harvey Milk and his struggles as an American gay activist who fought for gay rights and became California's first openly gay elected official (the speech at the end of this made me cry. Warning, of course, for death, if you don’t know about Harvey Milk)

Pride (Hulu Documentary): A six-part documentary series chronicling the fight for LGBTQ civil rights in America (they go by decade from the 50s-2000s, and there is a lot of great trans inclusion in this)

Paris is Burning (Documentary): A 1990s documentary about the African American and Latinx ballroom scene. Available on Youtube!

A New York Christmas Wedding: As her Christmas Eve wedding draws near, Jennifer is visited by an angel and shown what could have been if she hadn't denied her true feelings for her childhood best friend (this movie is SO CUTE. It’s really only nominally a Christmas movie and easily watched anytime. Features an interracial sapphic couple!)

TV Shows

Love, Victor: Victor is a new student at Creekwood High School on his own journey of self-discovery, facing challenges at home, adjusting to a new city, and struggling with his sexual orientation (this is a spin-off of Love, Simon, and it’s very sweet and well done! Featuring a young gay man of color)

Sex Education: A teenage boy with a sex therapist mother teams up with a high school classmate to set up an underground sex therapy clinic at school (this has multiple queer characters, including a featured young Black gay man and also in season 2 there is a side ace character!)

Black Sails: I mean, do I even need to put a summary here? If you follow me you know that Black Sails is full of queer pirates, just queers everywhere.

Gentleman Jack: A dramatization of the life of LGBTQ+ trailblazer, voracious learner and cryptic diarist Anne Lister, who returns to Halifax, West Yorkshire in 1832, determined to transform the fate of her faded ancestral home Shibden Hall (Period drama lesbians!!! A title sequence that will make you gay just by watching!)

Tales of the City (2019): A middle-aged Mary Ann returns to San Francisco and reunites with the eccentric friends she left behind. "Tales of the City" focuses primarily on the people who live in a boardinghouse turned apartment complex owned by Anna Madrigal at 28 Barbary Lane, all of whom quickly become part of what Maupin coined a "logical family". It's no longer a secret that Mrs. Madrigal is transgender. Instead, she is haunted by something from her past that has long been too painful to share (this is based on a book series and it’s got lots of great inter-generational queer relationships!)

The Haunting of Bly Manor: After an au pair’s tragic death, Henry hires a young American nanny to care for his orphaned niece and nephew who reside at Bly Manor with the chef Owen, groundskeeper Jamie and housekeeper, Mrs. Grose (sweet, tender, wonderful lesbians. A bittersweet ending but this show is so so wonderful)

Sense8: A group of people around the world are suddenly linked mentally, and must find a way to survive being hunted by those who see them as a threat to the world's order (queers just EVERYWHERE in this show, of all kinds)

Books

Loveless by Alice Oseman: Georgia has never been in love, never kissed anyone, never even had a crush – but as a fanfic-obsessed romantic she’s sure she’ll find her person one day. This wise, warm and witty story of identity and self-acceptance sees Alice Oseman on towering form as Georgia and her friends discover that true love isn’t limited to romance (don’t be turned off by this title, it’s tongue-in-cheek. This is a book about an aroace college girl discovering herself and centers the importance and power of platonic relationships! I have it on my TBR and have heard great things)

Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters: Reese almost had it all: a loving relationship with Amy, an apartment in New York City, a job she didn't hate. She had scraped together what previous generations of trans women could only dream of: a life of mundane, bourgeois comforts. The only thing missing was a child. But then her girlfriend, Amy, detransitioned and became Ames, and everything fell apart. Now Reese is caught in a self-destructive pattern: avoiding her loneliness by sleeping with married men.Ames isn't happy either. He thought detransitioning to live as a man would make life easier, but that decision cost him his relationship with Reese—and losing her meant losing his only family. Even though their romance is over, he longs to find a way back to her. When Ames's boss and lover, Katrina, reveals that she's pregnant with his baby—and that she's not sure whether she wants to keep it—Ames wonders if this is the chance he's been waiting for. Could the three of them form some kind of unconventional family—and raise the baby together?This provocative debut is about what happens at the emotional, messy, vulnerable corners of womanhood that platitudes and good intentions can't reach. Torrey Peters brilliantly and fearlessly navigates the most dangerous taboos around gender, sex, and relationships, gifting us a thrillingly original, witty, and deeply moving novel (again, don’t be thrown off by the title, it too, is tongue-in-cheek. This book was GREAT, and written by a trans women with a queer-and especially trans--audience in mind)

A Tip for the Hangman by Allison Epstein: A gay Christopher Marlowe, at Cambridge and trying to become England’s best new playwright, finds himself wrapped up in royal espionage schemes while also falling in love (this book is by a Twitter friend of mine, and it is a wonderful historical thriller with a gay man at the center).

Creatures of Will and Temper by Molly Tanzer: a very very queer remix of The Picture of Dorian Gray (which was already quite queer), featuring amazing female characters, a gay Basil, and a much happier ending than the original.

Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston: The gay prince of England and the bisexual, biracial first son of the president fall in love (think an AU of 2016 where a woman becomes president). Featuring a fantastic discovery of bisexuality, ruminations on grief, and just a truly astonishing book. One of my favorites!

One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston: For cynical twenty-three-year-old August, moving to New York City is supposed to prove her right: that things like magic and cinematic love stories don’t exist, and the only smart way to go through life is alone. She can’t imagine how waiting tables at a 24-hour pancake diner and moving in with too many weird roommates could possibly change that. And there’s certainly no chance of her subway commute being anything more than a daily trudge through boredom and electrical failures. But then, there’s this gorgeous girl on the train (This is Casey McQuiston’s brand new novel featuring time-travel, queer women, and I absolutely cannot WAIT to read it)

The Heiress by Molly Greely: Set in the Pride and Prejudice universe, this takes on Anne de Bourg (Lady Catherine’s daughter), and makes her queer!

Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters: Nan King, an oyster girl, is captivated by the music hall phenomenon Kitty Butler, a male impersonator extraordinaire treading the boards in Canterbury. Through a friend at the box office, Nan manages to visit all her shows and finally meet her heroine. Soon after, she becomes Kitty's dresser and the two head for the bright lights of Leicester Square where they begin a glittering career as music-hall stars in an all-singing and dancing double act. At the same time, behind closed doors, they admit their attraction to each other and their affair begins (Sarah Waters is the queen of historical lesbians. All of her books are good, and they’re all gay! The Paying Guests is another great one)

(On a side note re: queer books, there are MANY, these are just ones I’ve read more recently. Also there are a lot of indie/self-published writers doing great work writing queer books, so definitely support your local indie authors!)

#I am inevitably forgetting things!!!#These are just ones that came to mind #Long post #Pride

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yuzukult · 4 years ago

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drive safe (m) || bbh x reader

title: drive safe pairing: baekhyun x reader genre: brothersbestfriend!au, chanyeol!olderbrother, romance warnings: slight rated 18+ scene, but it’s short and poorly written words: 12.4k prompt: simply put, you’ve been crushing on your brother’s best friend for the longest time but he hasn’t seen you in a while... and you’ve grown. notes: needed something different to write :) please enjoy... i did another brother’s best friend au bc i just love baekhyun in that kind of au lmao... I FINALLY UPLOADED!!!

He was heavily intoxicating. From the whiff of the cologne he wears to the way his lips look, so tempting and plump, all the way to the sweet melodic laugh that escapes from his throat, hand on his toned chest to contain himself.

This man was beautiful—correction— is beautiful, and has always been since you’ve laid your eyes on him.

You recall those days staying in the living room until the late hours of the night; coffee table filled with loose papers and opened textbooks to cram in for your exams, room lacking a desk for you to work on. Your brother would trail into your home once the street lights turn on, friends joining him occasionally, none capturing your attention until you met him one night.

Mocha eyes that sparkled under the dim lights at the front steps, caramel hair that looked so unbelievably soft, that you had to restrain yourself down from asking him to just let you run your fingers through those locks. Jawline chiseled, cheekbones high, and ears flushing coral when he gets embarrassed—he was just breathtakingly beautiful. And when he leans over to see what you’re currently engrossed in, supple cheeks raising as high as the sky from his smile, teeth pearly white and exposed, his gentle voice hypnotizes you to the point that you almost miss when he says his name.

“I’m Byun Baekhyun.” How the hell is he so pretty? “You must be Chanyeol’s little sister.”

Your Cloud 9 experience disappears at the sound of your brother’s name. It’s like he loves to burst the bubble of any type of happiness your way. He never fails to ruin things for you.

Then again, that was back when you were 16 and he was 22. He was in college, finishing up the remaining time he had left while you were just a mere high school student—not to mention that you were also his best friend’s little sister. This time, you’re 22 and he’s the 28 year old, finished college with a career outlined for him and you’re the one trying to finish up the last year.

So when Baekhyun stands at the threshold of your parent’s house behind Chanyeol, mouth agape at the mere sight of you, he’s in complete shock at how much you’ve grown and changed in the past years. To say the least, he hasn’t seen much of you around since you turned 18... and well, he was regretting missing the glow up.

“Why are you looking at my sister like that?” Chanyeol hisses, pushing his friend’s chest back with a finger. “You act like you’ve never seen her before.” Baekhyun can only shake his head from his thoughts, clearing his throat. “I haven’t seen her since she left for college.”

A hum from you fills the air, grasping the attention of the two males. “I’ve been back every holiday, not my fault you haven’t been around.”

Turning on your heel, you make your way past them, slipping into a pair of random sandals at the front door before greeting the rest of your family members that begin to trickle in for the annual family dinner. Every year is dreadful, but this year got interesting just from Baekhyun’s attendance.

He was every high school girl’s wet dream.

And at the same time, dream boyfriend.

He’s cute yet he’s got this aura around him that just makes him so... sexy. You recall having high school friends over during those younger years and when Baekhyun and Chanyeol would walk through the front doors, your friends would drool at the sight of the boys. You couldn’t really agree on the Chanyeol portion of that (obviously), but your saliva would run rivers length long at the appearance of Baekhyun.

What was even worse was that both your brother and dad were horrible at teaching you how to drive. This was after you’ve concluded that you had a crush on Baekhyun, and Chanyeol suggests to your parents to hire Baekhyun to teach you how to drive a car.

“Dad, you and I both know that we’re way too short-tempered to teach her. Why not hire Baek?”

“I don’t see why not.” He nods in agreement, glancing over at your mom for approval, but she’s already so giddy over the moon from the sound of his name. “Of course! My second son teaching my daughter? Why would I have any issues with that? I’ll pay him, don’t worry.”

You want to die. “Why can’t you teach me, mom? We don’t really want to bother Baek and pressure him to teach me, right?”

“Actually,” Chanyeol grins; you swear every time he does it’s mischievous with a sinful plan hidden underneath. “Baekhyun is rather quite the angel and offered himself when I brought this situation to him. He doesn’t even want to get paid for it, I just offered.” Are you kidding me? Of course. Chanyeol wants you dead.

You think you actually die when you’re sitting in Baekhyun’s car in the middle of an abandoned supermarket’s parking lot. The two of you. No sign of Chanyeol anywhere, and it’s the first time you wished that your brother were there.

“Yeol isn’t coming?”

“No,” Baekhyun frowns, pulling the seatbelt over his body and locking it in; you mimic his actions to save yourself from getting lectured by the boy of your dreams. “He said he was either going to die from your driving or high blood pressure.” You exhale a heavy breath. “Why am I not surprised?”

“Afraid of being alone with me or something, little Park?”

“Uh, no.” You lie. “Can I start?”

“Sure, show me what you know.” Pressing a foot on the brakes, you push the key into the ignition and the car roars at the start. “Are you sure you trust me driving in your car? Isn’t this girl your baby?” There’s an afterthought of Baekhyun getting this car; almost begging Chanyeol everyday to go by the second-hand car dealership to admire this beauty—well that is if you consider a 2002 Lexus SC430 with the once jet black paint chipping off a beauty, then you’d be able to relate.

He nods, licking his chapped lips from the breeze that enters in before letting out a soft sigh. “She is, so... be careful, little Park, and drive safe. I trust you to drive her. I don’t even allow Yeol to let alone touch her, so consider yourself special.” Special. Can he not say such things while you’re already anxious about being in his presence, let alone his car!

Baekhyun teaches you to drive. Another great quality he has to add to the list from that occurrence: patience. He’s the one who opened the doors exiting out of your childhood in two ways: learning how to drive and learning what it feels like to like someone. It’s the first time you’re alone with him and you’ll never forget it. It only solidified your feelings for him.

And so when you’re ready to pick up your friends for the night that you first get your license, borrowing your brother’s car, your heart swells and bursts out of your chest when he approaches your window before you pull out of the driveway. Resting his arm on the door, joy tugs on the edges of his lips. “Drive safe, will you, little Park? I know I taught you well, but I still want you home safe and sound.”

Baekhyun might be the actual cause of your death.

“So, I heard you’re in for engineering? You’re finishing up your last year, aren’t you?”

You hum against the glass that’s pressed onto your lips, drinking in the cold water to cool yourself from the sweltering heat. Summer was supposed to be over now, but since you’re in the off-season, the weather was currently in its moods, switching on and off like a middle aged woman dealing with menopause.

Popping your lips after releasing the cup, you nod. “Finally going to grab my degree and get to do what I actually want to be doing.” You want to be out of this conversation with this... woman; you’re not even sure who she was and what relation she had to your family. A cousin, maybe? An aunt? What do you even refer to her as?

“Wow, amazing!” She exclaims as she clasps her hands together abruptly that it startles you. “My son would be a perfect match for you, he’s handsome, young...” Her voice starts to drift off at the same time that your eyes do, skimming to find your brother’s right hand man, and with your luck, his gaze is locked on yours.

He’s been watching you the entire time.

Baekhyun’s got a red solo cup in a hand, body leaning against the white plastic fence that perimeters your deck, hair pushed back to reveal his effortlessly beautiful forehead, and just the view of the first couple buttons of his shirt let loose, you felt your knees buckle. He bites his bottom lip in light of gaining your attention— one he’s been trying to snatch the entire afternoon. He’s standing besides Chanyeol, as expected since he is his guest, but they hang almost joined at the hip and just the thought of it makes you want to roll your eyes. But when his stare locks into yours and he mouths, “come over,” you’re immediately complying with his demands.

“I’m sorry,” You interrupt the strange woman, turning to face her. “Aren’t we related? Are you trying to set me up with your son... who potentially is my cousin?”

“Oh no! I’m just a family friend; your aunt invited me over!” With that, it only results in you clicking your tongue in disappointment, bowing to the woman apologetically. This was a waste of time. “I’m sorry, I’m not interested in being set up. Now, if you would excuse me...”

She’s probably shocked, from what you can tell on the little smirk and chuckle coming from Baekhyun as you make your way toward him, arm reaching out for a side hug. “My little Park, all grown up, aren’t you?”

“Well, I’m not sixteen anymore, so possibly.” You joke.

Talking to Baekhyun felt effortless. Almost as though he wasn’t that same guy you knew when you were growing up. The crush that had looked so out of reach, too cool and attractive for you indeed seemed like he was on the same level. Bantering came easy and there were more things in common between the two of you than you previously assumed. As if this entire time… you were surrounding him with an image of what you thought he was but it wasn’t solely who he had been.

“Ah, so you agree. You think you’re handsome.”

“Are you trying to quote a ‘Mean Girls’ line on me?” He asks, eyes squinting in your direction coltishly. Raising both your hands up in feigned defeat, you tug your lips into a straight line. “Oh, you caught me, copyright police. But I believe I merely paraphrased the movie.” He lifts his brows at you skeptically, arms crossed against his chest. “Paraphrased?”

“I’m sure that the line goes like ‘so you agree, you think you’re really pretty.’“

“Maybe not me, but I think you’re pretty.” Baekhyun grins cheekily. It’s not exactly a smooth line, you admit, but anything coming from Baekhyun inflates your heart, reminiscing the old high school feelings that stirred. “Mm, cute. But not exactly slick, Baek. Slimy, possibly.”

He seethes in disagreement. “Oh, little Park, I’ll have you know that I am not slimy; I am very much a gentleman.”

“Some gentlemen have a slimy side of them.” You clarify with a tilt of your head.

“I can assure you that I am not slimy but rather smooth and creamy.”

You grimace. “I’m not sure this conversation is going into the right direction.” Pausing for a moment, you cluster the fortitude to belatedly ask: “So, why haven’t you been around for the holidays like you used to? My mom missed having you around during the holidays.”

Baekhyun purses his lips, taking in a deep breath before speaking up. “Honestly, I’ve always had a girlfriend during the holidays. Otherwise I would’ve been over. Unfortunately, those four years that I haven’t been at your house meant four different girlfriend’s family homes that I’ve been to instead of yours.” Of course, Baekhyun couldn’t be without a girl on his arm. Just look at him!

“Mmm,” You buzz in a judging tone that sharpens his focus on you. “Disappointing. Anyways,” Jumping on the tips of your toes, you lean over to peek into his cup. “Whatcha got in there, Baek?”

“Wanna smell?” He brings the cup closer to your face, underneath your nose as your face twists at the strong scent of alcohol. “What the hell is that?”

He lets out a laugh at your expression. “Its just beer—“

“—that is definitely not just beer. What did you put in that?” Baekhyun brings the drink neighboring your nostrils again. “It’s IPA, sometimes they have weird smells to it. Sometimes it even smells like weed.”

You take a second glance at him, hesitant about trying this peculiar drink. You’ve had beer before— hell, you’d had tons of types of alcohol before, but you can safely say that IPA beer isn’t one of them. The liquid hits your tongue, barely any if you’re being completely honest, and you pull away. “Eugh,”

“Eugh?” Baekhyun imitates your reaction. “You don’t like?”

“Not exactly.” You frown, stepping back from the drink in his hand. “How do you even drink that? It’s such an acquired taste to enjoy it.”

“I guess I had a lot of different kinds of alcohol while I was in University, but IPA wasn’t one of them so I gave it a shot. Kinda like them now, not what we’re usually used to.”

“You make yourself sound like you’re old.” And with that, he taps your nose with the tip of his index finger. “And I am old. In comparison to you, little Park.”

That’s when it hits. Baekhyun can be sweet, kind, flirtatious, but one thing he can’t be is someone who could ever reciprocate feelings for you. Even if you’ve grown out of those braces, awkward puberty stages, and now an adult woman who is somewhat confident in your body— Byun Baekhyun will always see you as one thing only— Little Park, Park Chanyeol’s kid sister.

“Right,” You respond quickly, distancing yourself from him a bit and Baekhyun feels the atmosphere shift. “I think my dad needs me to help him handle the grill.”

“Chanyeol’s over there.” Baekhyun retorts back as abruptly. “Are you okay? Is it something I said?”

“No.” You reply, prepared to turn away and say your goodbyes to the older male, but his hand grasps onto your wrist, causing you to wrinkle your brows in confusion. “Baek?”

“Talk to me. What did I say? I like talking to you and it’d be nice to keep this conversation going.” You tilt your head in perplexity. “Okay. That’s great and all but I’ve had a raging crush on you since I was like sixteen. I’m kind of over this whole thing and I’m ready to keep you as my brother’s best friend that I had a crush on when I was entering the early stages of puberty—”

“Wait, you liked me?”

A look of incredulity spreads on your face. “You didn’t know?” He shakes his head slowly, gaze trailing to the concrete ground as if he’s trying to replay the history of your relationship, attempting to find the hints smeared throughout the years. “Well, I did, and if I’m being honest, you’re great and everything, but I don’t think I can muster enough courage to build a friendship with you if I still have these somewhat lingering feelings.”

Seconds before you’re escaping his hold, his grip tightens. “I didn’t know.” He reiterates your words, eyes finally meeting yours. “Why didn’t you tell me? And why are you telling me this now? And at your family reunion at that?”

“I... don’t know.” You shrug, body language signaling that you’d stay and his hand on your loosens. “I guess I’m tired of being called little Park and seen as Yeol’s baby sister when I’ve been pining over this unrequited love.”

“You can’t even say that when I didn’t even know you liked me.”

“Oh, come on, Baek,” Groaning, your shoulders dropping in exhaustion from this entire conversation. “You’re the epitome of every girl’s first crush. Not to mention that you get along with my family. Pretty much the easiest formation of a perfect guy for a girl who was just finally realizing how cute guys were.”

Baekhyun scrunches up his nose, placing his drink down on the table beside him. “You never made it obvious.”

“Oh please, I was very obvious. Even Chanyeol probably knew about it.”

“Don’t say that, I really didn’t know! I’m sure your brother doesn’t either.” Eventually, you’re able to step far back enough that he can’t hold you back anymore. “It’s fine, Baek, I totally get it. Enjoy your night here? I’m going to socialize a bit more—I mean help my dad with the grill. Whichever one first, uh, you get the gist.”

“Oh, wow, your son is... actually pretty good looking.” You’re back in this discussion with the same strange woman before, but this time with your blood-related aunt who was the one to convince the lady to talk to you in the first place. She’s skimming through pictures she has saved of him, yet again trying to persuade into talking to her lovely son. He’s cute, you admit. He’s a year younger but that wasn’t going to turn you away. His mom, however, is coming off a bit too strong and your aunt was trying her best to pull her back.

“See? I told you! I invited him to come join us tonight, maybe you’d catch him here!” The woman claps her hands together excitedly, over the moon that you’d agreed to her perspective. “Speaking of my lovely boy, there he is!”

And right when you face the direction she points, you see him—sun-kissed skin with his hair gelled back, tall as a skyscraper with the longest legs ever—this guy was built like a God. His eyes skim the room, but before they can meet with his mother’s, he spots someone approaching him and a smile tugs on the edges of his lips.

“Baekhyun, I didn’t know you knew this family?”

Of course he knows Baek.

They’re exchanging a handshake, and you’re flaring your nostrils because how small is this world? Regardless, you’re not going to let Baekhyun ruin your day. No way.

“Park Chanyeol’s my friend,” He responds, placing a hand in his pocket. “And you’re here for?”

“My mom is here, she asked me to come. Son duties, you know the drill.” The younger male shakes at his own statement before giving Baekhyun a pat on the shoulder. “I’ll catch up with you later. She wants me to meet some girl she thought was cute, so we’ll see how that goes. See you in a bit?”

Baekhyun nods in confirmation, letting him go and as he watches his figure make his way through the crowd, that’s when he notices something. You’re standing next to a middle-aged woman—and is... is Lucas walking toward you?

“Hey mom,” The towering man smiles, giving his mom a hug. “I’m here as you asked. I’m assuming this lovely lady...” The lady introduces you to her son, and he extends his hand. “I’m Lucas.”

Baekhyun is pissed. If you saw his expression right now, the smoke coming out his ears would’ve been conspicuous.

Lucas isn’t... the smartest guy you’ve ever met but at least he’s sweet and kind?

Momma’s boy, a big one at that and you find it charming that he’s so loving and caring towards his mother. A great son... however, as a boyfriend, you can already guess what the bigger fights were going to be about.

“So my mom tells me that you’re almost done school, how’s that going for you?” The two of you have migrated over to one of the picnic tables in the backyard, old and wooden yet still surprisingly structurally strong enough to hold the weight of multiple people... and thankfully without his mom. Least she knows when to leave you alone.

“Going good, I can’t wait to get it over with and start working. School is dreadful.”

“Oh, yeah, I know that much. That’s why I didn’t go to college.” No college, not a bad thing, you think to yourself. After all, it’s what you make out of it, right? “Instead, I chose the modeling path.” What. Well, it made sense. Lucas is the equivalent to a God in looks, and you were starting to wish you were exaggerating. Probably another red flag if you guys started dating—he’s too pretty for his own good and girls would probably be crawling at his feet and your level of jealousy can’t handle that.

“Modeling? That’s impressive! How’s it going for you?”

“Slow this season. But it’ll pick up eventually. I’m only twenty-one anyways. College was never for me so I figured anything else would be better. My mom always told me that I was handsome, so why not put what I already have to use, you know?” Other than the fact you wanted to correct him and tell him that twenty-one is actually peak age for modeling, you wanted to laugh a bit because he was convinced to chase after this specific goal solely from the compliments of his mother, his biggest fan who happens to be blinded by love. Either way, Lucas was lucky he was cute enough to be a model or this conversation would’ve been embarrassing.

“If you like it, go for it. I don’t see a problem with it.” A gust of wind blows in your direction and it makes you shiver.

He smiles. “I like that. Not a lot of people agree with the whole modeling thing. Even my ‘mentor’ kind of blows off the idea and pressures me to go to college to find a ‘real’ career.”

“Mentor, huh? Has he considered giving you trade school as an option?”

“And get my hands dirty? No way. These hands were made for modeling, not being someone’s plumber and playing with pipes.” An image forms in your head— Lucas... as a plumber? Oh... that’s... kind of hot. His voice interrupts your thoughts in the end, and you want to frown until you see someone approaching. “Speaking of my mentor... have you met Baekhyun?”

Baekhyun is standing at the end of the table; although he seems nice toward Lucas, you can feel the cold air coming from him. “We’ve met.” He says, words short and sharp. “Known her since she was a high school student.”

“Oh, nice, were you also her mentor, hyung?”

“What?” Baekhyun responds, the space on his forehead crinkles. “No I wasn’t her mentor, I’m a friend of her brother’s,” slightly annoyed by Lucas’ question. You can’t seem to place a finger on why he would be so... discomposed. “Have you applied to those colleges I sent to you, by the way?”

“Hyung, I told you that college wasn’t for me. I don’t get why you’re pushing me so hard.”

“Lucas, you’re not going to be young forever. What are you going to do when you’re 40? Be in those Viagra commercials? Advertisements where the elderly have ‘fallen and can’t get up’? Be realistic here.”

It’s Lucas’ turn to be upset, and rightfully so. “Hyung, you’re embarrassing me in front of my new friend. Who— by the way, is very supportive of my endeavors.” Baekhyun scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief and disapproval. “Supportive? Actually, give us a moment, Luc, I have to speak with her privately.” Grabbing onto your wrist, he tugs you from your seat, and you whimper at the aggressiveness.

“What the hell! Baek, let go, your grip is tight.”

Taking you inside the house, he walks through the hallways while dragging you when he sees the familiar door that leads to your bedroom, shoving it open before shutting it after the two of you are inside. He lets go of his grip. “Explain.”

You sneer at his demand. “Explain what? I didn’t do anything. You should be explaining because you dragged me here.”

“Just thirty minutes before, you profess your feelings for me and then you’re talking to some guy? What the hell is that?” You jaw tightens but you want to retain your emotions since his were spilling. There was never a good outcome if two people that were butting heads are acting upon only feelings.

So you walk over to your closet, sliding the doors open in search of a sweater but this only makes him infuriated. “Answer me— why are you looking through your closet while we’re having a conversation?” Snatching a hoodie off the hanger, you pull it over your head. “I’m cold. And you’re the one who is having a conversation. Well, not really a conversation, more like you’re lecturing me.”

“I am not lecturing you. I’m trying to read you and you’re not making it any easier for me.”

“What are you reading me for?” With the hood over your head with the end of your dress peeking out of the oversized fabric, he thinks you’re cute like this and he can’t help himself. Lunging toward you, his hands cup your cheeks and before you know it, his lips are pressed yours.

Baekhyun is kissing you.

Byun Baekhyun, your brother’s right hand man, your parents favorite non-blood related child, is kissing you. He has to force himself to pull away; he never thought that your lips would be so soft, and how right it felt in that moment.

Your fingers reach up to touch your lips and you’re left speechless for a moment before the words erupts from your mouth. “Did you just kiss me?” He’s just as dumbfounded as you are because all he does is nod in return. “Why’d you do that?”

“Look, I don’t know if I have the same exact feelings for you like you do for me but seeing you with Lucas in that way... pissed me off. I didn’t like it.” Baekhyun looks troubled because he’s letting his hands run through his chocolate locks that were styled previously. “But I think I like you. I never really thought anything of it until you said something... but maybe we can give this a try?”

You squint your eyes at him. “Baekhyun, this isn’t something you just ‘try.’ I don’t want to be lead on. You can’t just say that you ‘think’ you like me and walk in like you own me or something.”

“At least give me a chance to make this work. Obviously something happened back there because I was ticked off enough to embarrass my mentee in front of you.” He sighs, dropping his body onto your made childhood bed. “Poor kid.”

“Eh, he’ll be fine. He needs something anyway. I heard he lives in his mother’s basement, which is fine I guess, but despite not going to college, he has debt?” Baekhyun glares at you from underneath his long luscious lashes, but it’s light and he’s not upset anymore. “Don’t make fun of my mentee, I’m supposed to guide him!”

“Do better.” You retort before plopping your body beside him on your bed, laying down flat on the covers. “I’ll give you a chance. But we can’t tell Chanyeol. If it doesn’t work out, then it’s a secret and he doesn’t have to worry. If it leads to more... let’s just wait ‘til that time comes and we can figure something out.”

You can’t see him from where you are, but the sound of his voice is a dead giveaway that he’s smiling at your words. “I like the sound of that.”

“Aw, look at that, my best friend and my kid sister. Where were you guys?” Chanyeol looks a bit tipsy with his hooded eyes and crooked smile, but he’s only spilling elation when he slips in his socks and into the arms of Baekhyun when the two of you exit your room.

“Uh, I wanted to move my desk and Baek offered to help.” Yeah. That’s a good excuse.

“Mm, could’ve always asked me. But of course, Baekhyun here is an angel and loves to help out my family. Wouldn’t it be amazing if he was our brother?” The expression on your face cringes in disgust, the thought of Baekhyun being your brother and it’s like he reads your mind when he catches Chanyeol stumbling in his arms, pulling the taller male up. “You don’t want me as your brother, Yeol, that’s weird. Maybe I’ll date my way into your family,” He jokes, and you mouth ‘too soon!’ in his direction as he gives an unapologetic shrug shared with a smile.

“Who... her?” Chanyeol points to you with his chin, brows crinkles but releases with a laugh. “No way, man. She’s not even your type.”

“She can be my type.” The expression on Baekhyun’s face was pained, attempting to hold him up. “Little Park is pretty.”

“Mm, but she’s the serious type and you’ve had probably ten ‘serious’ girlfriends in the past four years!” He exclaims as you’re guiding the two of them toward Chanyeol’s bedroom, swinging open the door. “Little Park hasn’t even brought a boyfriend home.... heh, mom thinks she can’t get a boyfriend.”

You hiss. “That’s not true.” Chanyeol sticks his tongue out at you and you get a hit of vodka coming from his breath. “I think it’s true.” He sings, dropping his large frame onto the bed, eyes heavy. “Little Park needs a real boyfriend, Baek, not a fling!” Minutes later of Baekhyun trading Chanyeol’s jeans out with sweatpants, the two of you slowly close his door and heave out a weight breath.

“That was exhausting. He does this every year; it’s like my family is purposefully trying to get him to drunk to make me suffer.”

“Sorry,” Baekhyun mutters, hands slipping into the pockets of his jeans. “I should’ve been there to help you.” You wave him off, shaking your head in disagreement. “He’s my brother, it’s my responsibility.” Just when you’re about to walk away, he tugs on the hem of your shirt before you turn with a raised brow.

“You’re not... upset about what he said, are you?”

“About what?”

“About me. Having flings, never really having a serious girlfriend. About you, never bringing anyone home.”

You shrug. “I never wanted to bring anyone home in the first place. Doesn’t really matter to me.” Baekhyun chews on his bottom lip anxiously, fiddling with the fabric between his fingers. “I hope I can be that for you eventually.”

“Be what?”

“The one you want to bring home.”

Naeun is your best friend, biggest supporter, and also the most brutally honest person you’ve ever met. It’s in her DNA to be this way and although sometimes her candidness can hurt, you know she means well. So when you tell her about your Baekhyun escapades, her jaw is dropped down to the floor in awe.

“You’re kidding.”

“I am nothing but forthright.”

She smiles, tilting her head back in skepticism. “... No, you’re definitely playing me. There is no way he said that he likes you. There’s no way.” You pout. “Is it that hard to believe that a guy like him finds me attractive? Jesus, Naeun, hurt my feelings why don’t ya.”

“Girl, I’m just saying. He’s too hot and too much of a fuck boy... so him wanting to risk his relationship with his best friend to go after her sister... unless...” Her thoughts trail off for a moment before she comes back. “... Nah, never mind. There’s just no way. There’s a catch to this, I’m going to find it.”

“There’s absolutely no catch.”

“I’m just saying baby girl, watch out.” She’s leaning back on a wooden chair in your room that you had borrowed from the dining room set, swaying on the two legs dangerously. “Girls get their hearts broken because of him. And it’s because he’s such a nice boy about it that it makes them feel bad. Isn’t that crazy? What power he holds.”

“You’re giving him way too much power just from this conversation we’re having. Naeun, if you believe that he has that much hanging over all of us, then you’re enabling him to do so!”

“So you agree... you think he’s a playboy with a lot of power.”

“Naeun!” You holler, rolling your eyes at your friend. “He’s nothing but a guy that I like. We keep talking about him as if he’s this being that’s better than all of us when in actuality, he’s just a really nice guy.”

Naeun scoffs. “Who is really fucking hot, by the way. Don’t forget that.” She stands up and makes her way toward your closet, slinging the doors wide open. “Which means you should probably update your wardrobe too. You think a guy like Baek wants to date someone in hoodies and sweatpants all the time?” You purse your lips at your friend. “Don’t make me feel insecure about this, he already told me he likes me.”

“Okay, but what about the competition? Aren’t there girls lining up for him?” There’s silence for a moment, indicating that you’re almost lured into her trap before she sings your name. “Come on, wouldn’t you want to try looking cute for him?”

“I try!”

“Did you meet him today?” She asks. “Yes?” You respond questioningly. Why?”

“And you were wearing that?” Naeun gestures your attire. As mentioned before, just like your entire closet, you’re dressed in black hoodie and sweatpants. At least they matched, right? She grabs your hand and pulls you up. “You said you guys were going to meet tonight again, so let’s get you ready for that!”

If meeting Baekhyun required getting ready 3 hours in advance, you don’t know if you can date him anymore.

As planned, Baekhyun is parked at the end of the block waiting for you, shooting a text in your direction to let you know that he’s here. Slipping your phone into your bag, you heave out a heavy sigh of how tight this skirt that Naeun forced you into. “I thought I looked fine earlier,” you grumble to yourself before adjusting your blouse and snatching a jacket from the coat rack.

Attempting to sneak out of your house without gaining Chanyeol’s attention was hard. He couldn’t help being nosey. It was in his nature.

“Whoa, looking smokin’ hot for who?” Chanyeol exclaims with his arms crossed in front of your bedroom door. You groan loudly. “Can you please just leave and get out of my way? I’m trying to go out.”

Chanyeol looks astonished. “And with who? I’ve never seen you dressed like this before.” You push a strand of hair that gets caught in your makeup. “Honestly, I don’t know either. Naeun made me look like this.”

“You’re probably going to scare the guy away before you even get him.” You frown. “Let me figure that out tonight. So if you would excuse me—“ Aggressively shoving your brother aside with your hidden Hulk strength, he slams into the wall and winces as you made a run for it.

You want to cry. You felt ridiculous, and Chanyeol’s comment only made it worse. Walking up to Baekhyun’s car, you see him leaned against the hood of his car, skimming through something on his phone. He looks amazing in dark slacks and jet-black sweater tucked in them. He lifts his head to see you, jaw dropping in shock. Your legs were out for the world to see, shirt low enough for a glimpse of your cleavage and he can only gulp and clear his throat before stuttering on his words. “Whoa—I—“

You respond with a moan. “Do I look ridiculous? Naeun came over earlier and forced me to dress prettier, and Chanyeol stopped me before leaving the house and said I looked crazy. Please tell me which one it is so I can go back and do something about it.”

Baekhyun laughs. He laughs as if the situation you’re in is funny. “I think you’re always pretty. You just look even prettier today.” You chew on your bottom lip anxiously, shoulders dropping in doubt. “Are you sure? We haven’t even started the date yet and I feel like I ruined it.” He only shakes his head with a soft smile, walking over to the passenger door to open it for you.

When he’s sitting in the car beside you, he swears his throat closes up when your skirt hikes up in your seat. Warding off the sinful thoughts of you, he starts the ignition of the car, letting the engine warm up for a bit before driving off. The last time you’d been in this car was when he was teaching you how to drive; weekend after weekend, while just you and Baekhyun in this worn down Lexus, he stole your heart bit by bit. You never thought you’d find yourself in this situation again; somehow you were the one stealing his.

“Where are we going?”

“Dinner. I heard there was this really great Italian place they opened downtown. Maybe we can get dessert after?” He glances over at you to see your reaction, only regretting because you so pretty with the sunset behind you.

“That sounds good.” You grin.

That night, the dinner itself wasn’t the most amazing thing you’ve ever had, but the talks you had with Baekhyun were. There wasn’t a dull moment with him, he had stories to share that made you laugh until you’re almost choking on the pasta and by the time dinner was over, you were just glad that there was still dessert to look forward to.

“This place looks new.” You say, eyes sparkling with the countless of options listed on the menu mounted above. “There’s so many to choose from.” Baekhyun notes that although your eyes seem youthful and the smile plastered on your face supported that, everything about you wasn’t the same anymore. How’d he miss out on this for so many years?

You wave your hand in front of his face. “Baek, you good? Have you decided what you like?” He lets out a nervous chuckle, nodding his head. “Uh, yeah. Grab me the strawberry on a cone, will you?”

He slides his card to pay before you could even stop him, frowning when you hand him his cone as the two of you exit the shop. “I could’ve paid, you know.”

“I don’t really trust anyone who gets mint chocolate chip… so…”

“Oh, so you don’t. What’s wrong with mint?”

“Do you like eating toothpaste or something?” You slap his arm, and he winces, remembering that although you were small in comparison to him, your strength was impeccable. “Oh—shit, I’m sorry, Baek.”

“I forgot how strong you were. Do you lift or something?” His face contorts in pain, but he’s not in that much pain. “No, although, now that you mention it, I should probably get into it since I know I’d be so good.” Baekhyun winces. “How am I ever going to stand next to you? I’ll be living in fear all the time.”

“Speaking of, I heard you finally moved out of your parents place.” Licking your ice cream, Baekhyun has to look away or else these thoughts would creep up again. “I have. Want to come over after this? We can squeeze in a movie, and I borrowed something from Chanyeol the other day, so I can drop it off when I take you home.”

Bent over, reaching for the controller underneath the coffee table, Baekhyun swallows. His gaze drifts off to the ceiling, praying that you wouldn’t notice the boner he’s supporting right now. When did you grow up? He has to shake off the dirty things he’s imagining you doing right now.

“Here.” You slap the controller in the palm of his hand before adjusting your top. “Are you comfortable? Do you wanna borrow some of my clothes?” Lips jutting into a pout, you want to tell Baekhyung, yes, hell the fuck yes I want to wear your clothes and get out of this brutally uncomfortable skirt, but the words don’t leave you mouth and he can only smile. It’s like he reads your mind because he stands from the couch and enters into his room. Seconds later, he has a pair of sweats and a hoodie for you. Your favorite dynamic duo.

You’re barely 1/4th through the movie, Baekhyun’s arm around you with your head cuddled against his chest while wearing his clothes that smelled so good, smelled like him. This amount of comfort was never evident with any of your previous relationships, but something about Baekhyun made everything feel okay. Turning your head to look over at him, he’s breathing soundlessly as if he’s asleep, but his attention is all diverted to the television. His jawline looked tempting, skin smooth and soft, you bring your lips to kiss the bone.

He chuckles at the action, eyes down to meet with yours. “Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“I should be the one asking you that.” He presses a chaste kiss on your lips before giving you one last look of confirmation. Crashing his lips onto yours, you welcomed him inside with your tongues knotting and sliding past one another, you hum against him. It sent a warmth feeling down your center and you wanted know if he felt it too. Pushing the blanket off your frame, you climb over his lap, swinging a leg over before pressing yourself down on him, his hands slowly making his way to your waist, hesitating as if he’s asking for permission. Hands forcing on his in invitation, he complies, pulling you close to his body.

He lets go of your lips, a lewd smack from your kiss separating. He’s panting like he’s just run a marathon, heart racing to the point that he’s afraid you can hear it. There’s a rush in him, excitement pumping through his veins and he’s never felt this before. You felt too much like home to him, and this was just the first date, how was he supposed to survive any more if you had him wrapped around his finger like this?

“I don’t want to go any further if you don’t want to. It’s our first date—Is it too soon?” He says, his voice meek and faint, the total opposite of how he usually is around you. Afraid he’d mess it up, afraid that everything that happened today wouldn’t happen again if he didn’t do it right.

“Please take me. I want you, Baek, I really do. I’ve been waiting for this since I met you when I was sixteen.” You sounded desperate, cheeks flushed in embarrassment of how intoxicated you were from his kisses. “Don’t make it sound like that, I’m sorry I made you wait this long.” He whispers before leaning back into the kiss, palm rubbing your hip soothingly before you begin to grind on him. The sight of you in his clothes brought the blood rushing straight into his pants that were starting to be uncomfortably tight.

Baekhyun made you feel like a princess that night—sprawled on his bed, arms wrapped around his neck while he peppered kisses constantly on your damp forehead, skins slapping as the headboard of the bed bangs against the wall. Soughing sweet nothings into your ears, nibbling on your lobes to help you reach your high, a hand reaching down to toy with your clit before your toes are curling, fingers digging into his shoulders while your climax was approaching. He had you in a trance, fully blissed out, and before you know it, you’re cumming, letting out your final moans and cries. It drag must’ve felt nice, because his hips are stuttering, losing it’s rhythm until he stills, long spurts of his cum splattering you walls.

He falls over, pulling you close and nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, gifting you a quick kiss on your sweaty skin. “Stay for the night?” You nod.

You end up staying more nights with him.

Your presence meant more to Baekhyun than you ever knew. Those rough days where he’s at the office, he loves coming back to his apartment, seeing you in his dark home with only the kitchen light illuminating on the granite island with your books spread out with your notes and music blasting from your computer. There were some nights where he’d be home late hours and you’re snuggled in blankets on the couch, the only brightness in the room is from the television, shining on your face in multiple colors with you completely engrossed with what’s playing. It was his favorite part of the day, the thing he looked forward to the most.

The night he knew that he couldn’t ever let you go was when he came home just in time because you were taking out a tray of something from the oven, apron wrapped around your frame with a surprised expression on your face. “Oh, you’re back?” You sound shocked, mostly because you told him you wouldn’t be here tonight but yet… there you were.

“Not that I don’t love having you around, but I thought you said you weren’t coming over today?” Baekhyun asks, dropping his jacket on one of the dining room chairs. “And what are you making?”

You scrunch up your nose. “Honestly, sorry baby, I wanted to use your oven. Then I felt bad for using your oven without telling you, so I baked you banana bread as well. Then I lost track of time and I’m supposed to deliver these cupcakes to Naeun for her lacrosse team bake sale tomorrow.” Baekhyun chortles in amusement, wrapping his arms around you from behind before pecking your lips. “All good, baby.”

He doesn’t even care that you came to his house without a warning. He’s glad you’re there—Baekhyun had the expectation that you weren’t going to be there that night, so the drive home was dreadful, but just catching you in the act of using his oven… nothing made him happier. He’s not letting you go.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You hiss, eyes darting at him. Pausing from stuffing your personal belongings into your duffle bag, regret washes over how much stuff you’ve accumulated here. His place had too much of your things and having this fight alone was bringing in a lot of realizations. How could you get comfortable so easily?

Baekhyun sighs, fingers running through those locks that you had always dreamed of having your own in, but at this state, you’re fuming with anger. “You’re only twenty-two and my best friend’s little sister. There’s so much to life you haven’t seen yet... I don’t think you’re mature enough for me.”

“I’m not mature enough for you?” Shaking your head, you continue to fill your bag. “Ridiculous. I’m twenty-two, Baekhyun, not sixteen. Need I remind you that you also wanted this? I’m also not the one talking to other women while you’re with me— with me! You said you liked me. But the entire time, you had someone in the back burner, ready to replace me when it’s time.”

He says your name with another exasperated breath, feeling speechless. He doesn’t get to feel frustrated, you think to yourself, not today, not in this situation. “I do like you. More than you think, actually. But do you ever think of what Chanyeol is going to say or how he’d react if he knew? I’m feeling guilty, extremely guilty. You’re not just his sister, but you’re his little sister, which means a lot more. He’s getting suspicious of me sneaking around with some girl he hasn’t heard about yet.”

You’re fuming. Little sister this, little sister that. Every conversation with Baekhyun always seemed to lead to that topic—how young you were, and how experienced he’d been in comparison. “Who fucking cares? He’s my brother, he doesn’t get a say in my relationships. And who is he to you that he can decide yours?”

“He’s my best friend, one that’s been around for me almost forever. I can’t just go behind his back and date his sister, let alone sleep with her.”

“Then let’s not make it complicated any more. I’m leaving.”

He freezes. Why’s he suddenly so shocked? He was watching you pack your bags seconds ago, yet it’s like reality only struck him in that moment. Baekhyun reaches to grasp onto your wrist and you push back. “Wait, you’re not actually leaving, are you?”

“What do you expect me to do? Stay? After the way you spoke to me? What about when you called me ignorant and inexperienced? Too young for you? Should I list more things why you can’t be with me and for some reason you want me to still stay?”

“I-I didn’t mean it like that,” He says, stuttering in his words. “I still have feelings for you, nonetheless.”

“That doesn’t mean shit, Baekhyun.” You pull from his hold, slinging the bag over your shoulder before storming out his apartment. “I have some pride and dignity. I can’t just stay with someone who looks and speaks of me so condescendingly.” He doesn’t stop following you though, door left open as he chases you down the flight of stairs.

“Drive safe,” He says softly, watching your figure make way to your car that parks outside of the apartment complex, heart clenching at the sight of you walk away. “Please text me when you get home.”

“As if,” You scoff, aggressively opening the door. “Don’t expect to hear from me anymore, Baekhyun.”

He’s like every other guy you’ve ever dated, have ever been with. This guy—the one who you’ve always put on a pedestal and admired— wasn’t just a guy anymore, but rather any other one you’ve ever dated. He’d stolen your heart in your early years but in actuality, Byun Baekhyun was like any other boy. Disappointing and sleazy.

Respect and admiration, the two main characteristics you looked for in a man, and the one that you thought had them, didn’t end up having them. Tears were welling up into your eyes as you’re driving; sleeves too long that they cover your hands on the wheel, and you want nothing more than just to speed past these cars on the highway.

But you knew better than to let your emotions run wild. Yet the tears just don’t stop falling.

Age. Age was just a number. There were so many people that were the same age as you without the equivalent amount of experience as you held. Whether if it were more or less, the main point was evident: age didn’t matter. It’s what Baekhyun felt was a constant need to remind you when things weren’t working out or when it got tough. It had been frustrating. Maybe it was a good thing to have left. After all, what would it have been like if you had to tell your brother?

There’s constant dinging coming from your bag, and once the traffic begins to build up, you take your attention away for a brief moment to check it.

10 Missed Calls. 30 New Messages.

All from Baekhyun.

There’s an urge within you to want to call him back but you know better. If you heard his sweet, soothing voice over the phone, you’d unconsciously turn your car around and drive directly back to his apartment. It’s how it always was.

But from now on, it was different. You can’t put Baekhyun on a pedestal anymore, you can’t put him as this picture perfect guy for you. He wasn’t— he was human, and that was okay for you, more than just okay, but he proved at that very moment that maybe you weren’t right for him.

Another blind date.

You’ve been on countless of blind dates since you officially announced to your family that the guy you’ve been seeing wasn’t... well, you weren’t seeing him anymore. Because of this, your mom thinks that you’re bitter and lonely, fearing that you’ll never find someone. “You’re only twenty-two and can’t even keep a man? We have to start early while we still have time!”

Luckily, Chanyeol tried backing you out of this one but there’s no argument against your mother. So he suggests doing the matching. You pray he’s not trying to get back at you for stealing the last yogurt cup in the fridge back in 2011.

Getting into your ‘lucky’ signature black mini dress was a bit harder than usual— you want to blame it on the relationship weight gain but you admit that your healthy habits have been lacking. After sucking in a deeper breath, the dress finally zips. Smoothing out the crevasses on the skirt of your attire, you give yourself a last check in the mirror before giving yourself a grin and a thumbs up. “OK, I got this.”

The door bell rings; assuming it’s your date, you quickly slide open your closet doors to find your heels until a familiar laugh perks up your ears. It’s none other than Baekhyun.

“You... look like you were standing by the door waiting for someone and I’m pretty sure I made this a surprise visit.” Peering out into the hallway, you can see his figure standing at the door frame, dressed in a hoodie, ripped jeans, and a trench coat... why does he make it so hard to hate him?

Chanyeol shakes his head, standing aside for his friend to enter. “Jongin is supposed to be here sometime soon.”

“Oh, you made plans with him?”

“Nah, setting him up with my sister. I’m free for the rest of the night. You tryna hang?” Baekhyun gives Chanyeol a dazed look of bewilderment. “You’re... setting up your sister with Kim Jongin?” He nods with his lips pursed, confident with his response that his friend seems to question uncertainly. “Yeah. My mom has been on her case lately about having a boyfriend since apparently the guy she was seeing dumped her. She thinks that little Park has some personality issues and it’s going to take some time before she meets someone. I figured I’d give her an easy date, at least Jongin isn’t a dick like the past few guys.”

Baekhyun feels queasy. Were you really moving on that quickly? It was barely a week since he’d last seen you and the visual of you walking away that night haunted his days. “How long ago since it’s been since she and the guy broke up? Couldn’t have been that long, right? Why are you guys already setting her up on dates so soon?”

Chanyeol shrugs his shoulders. “Not sure. Why’s it matter anyway? Jongin is a nice guy anyway and could use some stability in his life.”

“That guy rides a motorcycle and races almost every weekend. You think he’s good for your sister?” His tone spilled in flabbergast. “You don’t think he’s going to influence her?”

“She’s an adult, she can handle herself. I highly doubt he would be influencing her though, pretty sure she would more than likely be influencing him.” Baekhyun can agree to that— after all, he’d fallen victim to that. But he didn’t like the idea of you being with someone else and he definitely wasn’t a fan of seeing you look pretty for a guy like Jongin. “Well, what if I took her out on a date?” He suggests.

Chanyeol can only let out a laugh, leading Baekhyun into the living room. “Yeah right, don’t kid around, Baek. My mom is strict about her looking for suitors; we’re looking for serious inquiries only.”

The doorbell finally rings. “Oh! I think it’s for me— I’ll get it!” Baekhyun’s head pivots to see you rushing out of your room, slipping into your heels the last second with a black leather jacket folded over your arm. He feels the breath stolen from his lungs.

“Oh. Hey Baekhyun,” You say, a weak smile upon your lips. “I got the door.”

Standing at the door with a loose dress shirt tucked in his slacks, with a couple buttons undone; Jongin’s sun-kissed tan skin is exposed from underneath, hair slicked back in gel with a bright grin on his face. “Hey, pretty.” Voice deep and smooth, goosebumps appearing on your arms. “Hi.”

“Jongin.” He startles you from behind, bumping you aside before giving his friend a handshake. “Taking little Park out? Per Chanyeol’s request?” Jongin only nods, and he doesn’t take his eyes off of you. “Yes, but... I did it willingly. After all, look how beautiful she looks.” Baekhyun snaps his fingers to regain his attention. “Where are you taking her?”

“Surprise.” He says nonchalantly, noting Baekhyun’s sudden possessiveness. “Where’s Yeol? Told him I’d say my goodbyes before I take her out tonight.” Saved by the presence of Chanyeol, you finally let go of the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Despite the height difference, Baekhyun was attempting to size up Jongin, although lacking a bit from the towering younger male. “Whoa, what’s going on here?”

“Nothing,” They both say in unison, but Chanyeol only chuckles at the sight of his two friends. “Well, thanks for doing this for me Jongin, I’m sure you made both mine and my sister’s night a little easier.”

“Well, drive safe when you go.” Baekhyun says through his gritted teeth. Words that were once so affectionate and caring now had a different meaning behind them.

Standing by the door with his arms crossed on his chest, Baekhyun scowls while Chanyeol leans against the frame. Jongin hands over to you the spare helmet on the backseat of his motorcycle (which by the way... hot) before hopping on. Settling comfortably behind him, he lifts up his arms and although Baekhyun can’t hear what Jongin’s saying, he already knows the words. Wrap your arms around me so you don’t fall off. Right on cue because your arms snake around his frame, gripping on as tight as Baekhyun’s jaw clenches.

The restaurant he takes you to is way out of your comfort zone.

There was a comment here and there from Chanyeol that Jongin was from old money, however there wasn’t much brought up after that. Where he brings you on your first date is evident of this; it’s lavishly decorated, dark lighting with a candle that illuminates just the table, freshly picked flowers from their own garden, linen tablecloths and napkins, and to top it off, a classical band plays in the corner.

“Wow... after telling me to hop onto the back of your motorcycle, I really didn’t expect you to take me here.” He lets out a low snicker, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “A beautiful woman like you deserves a luxurious date as this.”

Jongin is a gentleman. He pulls out your chair for you, opens the car door for you, and when there’s goosebumps on your arm and you shiver at the cool air blowing down at you, he’s observant enough without you saying and asks the waiter to turn off the air.

“Baekhyun Hyung seems like have a thing for you, doesn’t he?”Jongin asks, picking up his knife to saw his steak. “I saw how... protective he was of you.”

“Eh, just an instinct. He and my brother are close, so I’m sure it rubbed off.” You lie. It’s easier to lie.

Jongin isn’t convinced. “No, I’m pretty sure he was giving me daggers with his eyes. Like... boyfriend daggers. As if I was stealing his girl or something.”

“I’m not really anyone’s to claim,” You say, fork pushing your pasta around. This conversation wasn’t fun and you weren’t in the mood to be in it. After all, you were at this date because Baekhyun didn’t want to be yours in the first place. “Hence why we’re on this date, right? There’s no Baekhyun.”

But for the rest of the night, Jongin doesn’t let it go. He keeps bringing it up, as if Baekhyun is now his competitor and they’re both fighting for a mate.

You call it a night. Saying that you might’ve eaten something bad during lunch and it wasn’t sitting well in your stomach. So much for an easy date.

“You look... really stressed out dude. Maybe we should go out for drinks tonight or something.” Chanyeol suggests, stirring the sugar in his iced coffee with the plastic straw. “What’s up with you?”

He can’t get you out of his mind. He can’t go to bars, clubs, restaurants... pretty much anywhere; he can’t go anywhere because everything reminds him of you. Baekhyun only agrees to meet up with Chanyeol because he doesn’t want to seem any more suspicious, but it seems that showing up didn’t do much of a difference either.

“Can I ask you something? And you not be mad about it?” Baekhyun blurts, leaning forward in his seat with his arms against the table.

“Uh, sure.” Chanyeol responds, brows furrowed in confusion. “I guess I can’t really control my anger if you’re asking something ridiculous, but shoot.”

“No, I really need you to not be upset about it.”

“... Uh, okay, then I guess continue.”

Baekhyun takes in a deep breath and exhales, so deep that it takes him a while to recover in order to continue the conversation. “I... Would be upset if I told you that I might have feelings for your sister?”

Chanyeol raises a brow. “... Do you really? You’re not joking, right? Because that’s some sick joke—”

“No? At least, I don’t think I am.” Baekhyun says quickly, shaking his head. “Just... can you stop setting her up with these other guys?” His best friend takes a sip of his drink, cringing at the taste before opening the lid to pour more sugar into it. “Okay, I won’t anymore. So what are you going to do now?”

“You— you’re not mad about it?”

Taking a sip of the coffee, he nods in content before closing the lid. “Well, yeah, why would I be mad?” He pauses for a moment, eyes gazing up at Baekhyun’s tired ones. “Wait... you’re not telling me that she’s the reason you’ve been so stressed out, are you? Dude, I sent her out with Jongin! What’d you do?”

“I... I don’t know.” He responds, still appalled by Chanyeol’s calmness surrounding the situation. “But we dated for a bit and I ruined it by telling her that you might not be as supportive about this.”

“Dude...” He clicks his tongue in disbelief. “Why didn’t you just tell me before? Did you already fuck up before it even really started?”

“What else am I supposed to do? What if you said no? Was I to pick between the girl I’m in love with and my best friend?”

“Baek, stop being difficult. She’s old enough to decide things herself. What do you think this is, the Medieval times? Women are capable of making their own decisions— even if she’s my baby sister and something in my stomach really wants to punch you for even laying your eyes on her, but I can’t do that.” Then, there’s a pause. “Did you say you love her?”

“Uh...” He sighs, standing up in his seat and gestures Baekhyun up as well. “Come on, let’s go fix this mess.”

Baekhyun declines, slouching. “I’ve already fucked it up to the point of no return. She blocked my number, doesn’t respond to texts— I couldn’t even come to your house this past week because I knew she would ignore me. I look like a crazed boyfriend with how much I’m trying here.”

“You are a crazed boyfriend, you literally fucked up your chances with her.”

“Which is why I think I should completely give up.”

Rubbing his face in his hands, Chanyeol frustratedly groans. “Honestly, if you’re going to give up so easily, maybe you don’t deserve her.” Baekhyun swallows, anxiously shaking his leg under the table. “What am I supposed to do? Stand outside her house until she has to come out?”

“Well, for one thing, you got her brother’s permission and acceptance of the two of you being together. Isn’t that something? Wasn’t that one of the reasons that stemmed from the conversation?”

Baekhyun grunts, hands furiously ruffling his hair. “It wasn’t only that. I called her immature, Yeol. I told her that she wasn’t mature enough for me.” His best friend stays silent for a moment, so quiet that you could almost hear him blink. “Do you really believe that?”

“Of course not. She’s the most mature twenty two year old I’ve ever met. She has most of her life together than I do, not including the fact that she has more self-assurance than I ever did at that age. But she doesn’t make me feel bad about it either; she wants me to bask in my childish behavior and be myself—“

“—stop talking and save it for her, will you?”

His palms are incredibly sweaty. Wiping the excess moisture on the fabric of his jeans, he tightens his jaw but follows with a deep inhale and exhale afterwards. “Why are you so nervous? I thought you said you liked her and were comfortable with her?” Chanyeol is shuffling through his pockets and filing through the many keys he has for the front door of your parents’ place before a familiar voice is heard behind the wooden material.

“I think it’s Yeol, Dad! I got it—“ The door swings open and the sight of you clenches Baekhyun’s chest.

You’re so pretty; so fucking goddamn pretty. Hair tied back in a loose bun, oversized grey hoodie and black shorts yet the simplest outfit has Baekhyun almost gasping for air. It makes the acidity in his stomach grumble— or his intestines in a knot; he’s not quite sure. One thing he was certain of was that knowing that he was the cause of your tired and sad eyes made his heart drop.

“Oh, hey Baekhyun.” That stung. He missed hearing you call him your baby. “You guys coming in?”

“I’m coming in. But you? Stay out here and talk to Baekhyun.” A blank expression on your face, you blink profusely. “Is everything okay?”

“Apparently not. Seemed like my friend is rather smitten with you. What’d you do? Drug his drink?”

“With what? You think I have to drug your friends to think I’m somewhat pretty?”

“No, I think you have to drug their drinks to get them to fall in love with you. He’s crazy now; I don’t think I want to be around him anymore. You keep him.” His words don’t have an underlying tone that you can pick out but he ends it off with a soft smile before patting your shoulder and walking into the house.

It’s just you and Baekhyun.

“Why’s he talking like that?” You say, ultimately shattering the glass of silence. “He’s acting like I have all his friends by a leash.”

“You have me by a leash.” It’s a quiet again. A heavy empty space of stillness settled over the two of you, thicker than the awkwardness and tension that had never been there before.

“Why are you—“

“You’re home early.” Baekhyun states the obvious, gathering enough courage to speak up. “Bad date?” Sucking in your cheeks, you’re tempted to tell him that it’s none of his business, yet you play along to his game anyway. “No... he was great. He just had a lot to offer when it came to money and I knew I couldn’t reciprocate nor live that life.” He nods as if this information was helpful, knowing that regardless of the turnout of the date, he would still be having this conversation.

“I told Yeol.” Your eyes widen; this is the most of a reaction he has gotten from you in a while and he admits that he misses it. “You what? Are you crazy? It was supposed to be meticulously planned—”

“He said he was okay with it.” Blinking blankly, you’re still hesitant about what to say next. “That... that doesn’t change where we left off.” Distressingly raking his hair with his fingers, he nods. “I know it doesn’t make up for any of the things I said but I still want another shot. I said it in the moment of panic— I had to pick between you and Chanyeol, and I didn’t know what to do.”

“So... what are you trying to say?”

“That what I said the other day, I didn’t mean it. I guess, calling you little Park like I’ve always done made it easy, knowing that I didn’t have to choose between my best friend and the girl I’ve been head over heels for. It gave me enough time to figure out what I wanted to do and... I just ended up ruining it for myself.”

You’re quiet the entire time, hands twiddling with the fabric of your hoodie. Unsure how to feel and uncertain of what to say, you just swallow any words that want to leave your mouth, not wanting to be too easy and let him back into your arms so easily. “Please, say something, say anything. I’m in love with you and honestly, I never thought I’d be in this position. All those girls I’ve dated—none of them made me feel in comparison to you.” His voice is wavering; you assume it’s from him being nervous.

“Baek, I don’t want to get hurt again.” You say softly, almost in a whisper. “You made me feel so stupid that day. I put you on this pedestal, I thought so highly of you—“

“Don’t do that,” He interrupts, stepping closer to you. “Don’t think so highly of me because I already broke your heart once. I made you wait so long and never realized your feelings for me. You’re the one that I should be putting on a pedestal.” Tears begin to well in your eyes again—Baekhyun’s the reason again, but it’s the opposite from before.

“I picked my nose before opening the door and wiped it on the doorknob before coming out because I knew Chanyeol was going to touch it. Are you sure about that?” He laughs, arms wrapping around your frame before pulling you against his chest. “Exactly what I looked for in a girlfriend. Someone who would torture my best friend.”

“I think I’m ready to move out.”

“Oh wow,” You say, slightly impressed. “You’re like what, 29? You probably should have your own place by now. Instead, you’ve been living at your parents’ house, trying to steal your sister’s last can of coke from the fridge. And you didn’t even bother to replace it!” Baekhyun chuckles at the siblings arguing, rubbing your back soothingly.

“Nobody asked you to drink so much of it. It’s bad for your heath.”

“You’re just saying that because you can’t handle my hits. You want me to be weaker.”

“Rightfully so.” He attacks back, sticking his tongue at you. “Man, ever since Baek started dating you, he won’t even stand by me anymore. I felt like I had more confidence knowing that he might back me up.” His friend shakes his head. “I never did though, I let you guys just fight.” Chanyeol groans. “Whatever. Anyway, I think I should look for a roommate temporarily before completely moving out on my own.”

Baekhyun sits up on the couch. “You could always come live with me, you know.” Your older brother scoffs, shaking his head. “Nah, not after you started dating my sister. I’m only half okay with this, I’m not sure how I’d feel hearing your bedpost banging on the wall.”

“What— why would you even bring that up!”

Chanyeol sighs disappointingly, leaning back. “Man, I miss when Baek used to date other girls. He’d talk about how wild some of them were, how his flings were… he lived the life I wanted to live—ouch! Did you just throw the controller at me?” He winces, rubbing his head. “What was that for?”

“Are you seriously talking about his past sexual encounters in front of me, you asshole?”

“Okay but Baek—“ Baekhyun raises his hands in defeat. “I don’t know if I’m cool with you bringing this up with my current girlfriend, dude.”

“This is a losing battle, isn’t it?”

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sunjaesol · 4 years ago

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28, 31, and 32 for Willex for the kiss prompts

KISS PROMPTS (closed) 28 + 31 +32. One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss + Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips + A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards

(canon)

If Willie’s afterlife wasn’t on the line, he’d be begging to be warped back to that dark room so he could cry and hyperventilate in peace. Alas, it was Willie and Alex was pretty sure he was sort of in love with the guy - crying was no option right now. Afterwards, whether there was a good or bad outcome, he’d cry. A lot.

The plan sounded easy. It did, because it was made up by Luke and Reggie (under supervision by Julie, but angels could only do so much) and their one track mind didn’t take the dozen things that could go wrong into account.

Sneak into the HGC, challenge Caleb to a musical battle, find Willie while the diversion was happening, get out. They didn’t know how big the club truly was, they didn’t know if Willie was there, they didn’t know if he… (he couldn’t think like that) and, on top of that, they were taking a huge risk returning to the crime scene.

That man was the Devil and he had managed to lure them right into his snake pit without breaking a sweat. It was terrifying.

Alex wished he was like his brothers. They were scared, sure, but it didn’t cripple them to a numbing fear. His muscles were so tight, he could snap.

Julie noticed though. As the boys were preparing their riffs, she sat beside him on the couch. She didn’t say anything, but having her there was enough. (And if she intentionally deepened her breathing, all rhythmic and soothing, she didn’t mention it and neither did he. It helped.)

“Alright, boys,” Luke called out, body kinetic and twitching with energy. “Let’s get this show on the road!”

Reggie hollered, plucking a few snares on his bass to accompany Luke’s laugh. Julie squeezed Alex’ hand and then hoisted him up when he didn’t move.

Shooting them all a stern look, she said: “Be careful, please. Please don’t… do anything stupid.”

“Julie-”

“Luke, please,” she pressed, nodding at the blonde. “No impulsive moves. Not right now.”

The guitarist slowly nodded, eyes flicking from the girl to the nervous drummer and then back to her. It seemed to mellow him down a bit, Alex utterly grateful she had him wrapped around her finger.

Luke’s following words were hollow in his head, echoing in and out as his chest clenched and twisted up in a splintering knot. He knew he should be focusing, knew it would do him good hearing the plan again, to have it fresh in his mind, but he simply couldn’t.

He just wanted Willie back. He promised he’d follow him and he wasn’t ready for the intense guilt if he couldn’t fulfil that.

“Okay,” Alex interrupted his friend’s spiel. “Let’s do it.”

Luke’s brows raised in surprise and nodded, Reggie holding out his hands for them to hold. Julie took a step back and pressed a brave smile on her face. If he had any space in his mind to check in on her, he would.

The bassist bid her a cheery goodbye - always the best one at faking confidence - and then they poofed out.

Reappearing in front of the club, they took a collective breath. Because they were previously affected by Caleb, its lingering powers gave them the skill to still teleport to the hidden location. It was a loophole, something he hoped would save their asses again and again, for as long as they were on earth.

Their entire afterlife existence was one fucking loophole. (Stop stressing about it! Focus on Willie!)

(He could really scream in a museum right now.)

“Reg and I are gonna sneak in, cause a riot-”

“Hell yeah.”

“-and play like motherfucking rockstars,” Luke continued, gaze pointedly fixed on Alex. “You can do it, Alex. You know him better than anyone, you’re gonna know where he is.”

“Yeah, bud,” added Reggie. “Just follow the scent of your sweet, sweet boy. Or skid marks. Whatever. Or-”

He raised his hand. “Yeah, okay,” a shuddering breath paused his words, “thanks, Reg.”

Everything went really fast and agonisingly slow at once. His heart quickened its pace with each passing second, to the point where he wasn’t sure he’d make it back out. His friends ran inside and started kicking down chairs and tables, interrupting the performance of the menacing Caleb.

Meanwhile, Alex slipped by on the periphery of the club, skittish eyes trying to find doors and hallways and stairs - anywhere that wasn’t meant for the public. It felt like someone was chasing him, like Caleb was already going after him when the electrifying riffs of Luke were clearly audible and piercing through intrusive thoughts.

Focus. Focus on Willie. Save Willie.

Doors slammed open and close, all devoid of people or ghosts. Some rooms caused a chill down his spine at the sight of utter darkness, reminded of the twenty-five years he had hopelessly cried.

Running up and down stairs, turning corners in winding hallways, endless and long and messy. He had no clue how he should go back, if he was cornering himself.

Alex froze. Was he falling into a trap? Had this been Caleb’s plan all along? Oh, God. He should go back. He should find his way back to daylight, not look back and move on. This was too much, too much for a seventeen year old to handle. He couldn’t…

Frustration poured from his throat into an angry shout. No! He should do this! If Willie risked everything, if Willie got buses to disappear into the desert, if Willie tried protecting him over and over again-

Alex screamed again. Louder and louder and louder.

And then he heard it. Faint.

“Alex?”

His breath hitched in his throat. No way. No fucking way. Cautiously, his feet followed the sound of the voice. It sounded like the skater, but he couldn’t be completely sure until he saw his face. Who knew what other tricks Caleb had up his sleeve?

He gulped. “Willie?”

“Alex!”

It came from another hallway, echoing and warped. Right as he was about to turn the corner, sensing a presence, his voice called out.

“Wait! You can’t… you can’t look at me. If you do, I won’t be able to escape.”

Confusion riddled his thoughts. “The hell?”

Willie sighed. “It’s- Caleb put a curse on me. No one is allowed to look at me.” The voice came closer. Still warped, like it was disembodied. “You have to trust that I’m following you.”

“I don’t know my way back,” Alex cried out.

“I’ll help, Hotdog,” he said, the blonde imagining that signature crooked smile pulling on his lips. “Turn around and don’t look back at me. I’ll be there.”

Oh, man. This was a horrible time to start trusting his gut. But if a spontaneous solo yelling match got him to find Willie, then he should try this too. Spinning on his heels, he waited ‘til he felt something, anything, to indicate he was there. It didn’t happen. Unsure if he should call out for him, he started the trek.

The closer he came back to his starting point, the more he noticed how the music was dying out. No guitar or bass that shredded through walls, no jazzy scatting that overpowered it. There was noise, but no distinct sound could be picked out. It felt like a haunted house.

All the while, Willie nudged him around the right corners and up the right stairs. Wordlessly, that was. Somehow, he could feel it. Felt his guidance, as if a thin thread looped around him tugged him forward. (Or maybe, he just had a lot of practising chasing him around that it was like muscle memory.)

After a few minutes, his surroundings became familiar. The air became thicker, the lights brighter. He still didn’t feel anyone behind him. From the corner of his eye did he see Luke and Reggie sprinting out the club. Correction: the demolished club. They really weren’t playing when they said they’d cause a riot. Fucking hooligans.

Running for the door, he didn’t think about Caleb capturing them or Willie’s lack of body or anything. All he wanted to do was hold Willie again. Hug him. Kiss him.

The drummer jumped over the threshold into broad daylight, Luke and Reggie hollering in victory when he did. Alex was stiff though, waiting. Anticipating. Did he follow? Was he still there?

“I don’t know what’s going to happen if I leave without his permission, Alex,” Willie suddenly croaked out.

His eyes screwed tight, clenching his fists and jaw and holding his ground. “We’ll figure it out, Willie,” he spit. “Please.”

All of a sudden, the boy crashed into his back with a blasting force, nearly teetering them to the ground. Warm arms wrapped around him, fingers curling into the strap of his fanny pack and twisting his body.

And there he was, with gleaming eyes and a beautiful smile: Willie.

Alex scrambled back on his feet and lurched forward, snatching him into a tight embrace. Tears burst up at the feel of his skin and dark locks and- and he was here. He was safe.

“What happened?” he whispered. “What did he do?”

“Put me in a harder curse to crack,” he mumbled, “but I knew you could do it, Hotdog.”

He laughed, the sound wet and choked, and gripped onto his shoulders. Pulling away, he still couldn’t believe he was here. His hands wandered to his face, unable to keep himself from tracing his forehead and jaw to make sure that he was here. To make sure his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. Willie let him; a fond smile blooming.

And when his nail went past his bottom lip, he stopped thinking entirely.

Alex tilted his chin and as Willie’s smile grew, softly kissed him on the lips. He’s never kissed anyone before, but this seemed right. Willie was right. And man, did it feel good.

Afraid of the overwhelming sensation - of the warmth and the lightness in his head and the beat of his heart that stuttered but in a good way - he pulled away, fingers still around his chin and noses brushing.

An elated puff mingled with Willie’s breath. “Should I have told you first that I like you? Oh, shit. Should I have asked?”

The boys behind him whooped and whistled. When he turned and told them to fuck off, they actually listened for once. Luke disappeared in a snap, Reggie following suit right after with a suggestive smirk and wink. Idiot.

Hands snaked around his neck and swivelled him back to Willie’s grinning face. Before he could react, Willie pulled him down to his level and captured him into a searing kiss. His body moved on its own accord, coaxing them closer and deepening the kiss and allowing that avalanche of emotions to crash into him. These feelings were good. They weren’t supposed to scare him; this was good. Willie was good.

Fuck it, he was perfect.

It left him breathless and speechless, lips puckered in a daze and unable to open his eyes once Willie lessened his hold. Their foreheads pressed together instead, an enamoured smile twitching to explode in that goofy way he always mocked Luke for.

“I like you too, Alex,” he whispered. “A lot.”

He opened his eyes and was met with his bright smile, his own slowly cracking open. Green peered into brown. He could stand here forever, but he knew the boys and Julie were waiting, knew Caleb was on the prowl somewhere.

Their hands laced together. It didn’t take a lot for Alex to confidently smile at him. Right now, no anxiety could ruin his mood. Willie was here. Willie was safe. Willie liked him - a lot.

“C’mon,” he said, “I wanna introduce you to someone.”

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backslashdelta · 3 years ago

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Glee Soundtrack Rating Project Results: Series

Overall Results

Mean song rating: 6.542 Mean episode rating: 6.536 Mean season rating (by songs): 6.527 Mean season rating (by episodes): 6.525

Range of mean song ratings: 2.23-9.36 Range of mean episode ratings: 4.49-8.26 Range of mean season ratings (by songs): 2.23-9.36 Range of mean season ratings (by episodes): 4.49-8.26

Mean number of songs per episode: 5.8 Mean number of songs per season: 117

Range of number of songs per episode: 2-11 Range of number of songs per season: 71-137

Season Results

The mean and standard deviation for each season can be calculated by using the episode ratings for that season, or by using the song ratings for that season.

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Mean Season Rating (by episode) and Mean Season Rating (by song), illustrating the mean rating of each season calculated according to episode rating and song rating, respectively. According to the episode ratings, S3 has a mean rating of 6.65, S2 has a mean rating of 6.63, S5 has a mean rating of 6.59, S4 has a mean rating of 6.47, S1 has a mean rating of 6.44, S6 has a mean rating of 6.37. According to the song ratings, S3 has a mean rating of 6.69, S5 has a mean rating of 6.61, S2 has a mean rating of 6.58, S4 has a mean rating of 6.5, S6 has a mean rating of 6.39, S1 has a mean rating of 6.39.]

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Season Standard Deviation (by episode) and Season Standard Deviation (by song), illustrating the standard deviation of each season calculated according to episode rating and song rating, respectively. According to the episode ratings, S1 has a standard deviation of 0.87, S6 has a standard deviation of 0.69, S5 has a standard deviation of 0.68, S2 has a standard deviation of 0.67, S3 has a standard deviation of 0.61, S4 has a standard deviation of 0.56. According to the song ratings, S2 has a standard deviation of 1.32, S1 has a standard deviation of 1.3, S3 has a standard deviation of 1.16, S5 has a standard deviation of 1.14, S6 has a standard deviation of 1.07, S4 has a standard deviation of 1.01.]

Episode Results

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Top Six Episodes and Bottom Six Episodes, illustrating the mean rating of the top six highest and lowest rated episodes, respectively. For the top six episodes: S2E18 - Born This Way has a mean rating of 8.26, S5E03 - The Quarterback has a mean rating of 8.16, S1E06 - Vitamin D has a mean rating of 8.13, S1E13 - Sectionals has a mean rating of 7.99, S4E04 - The Break-Up has a mean rating of 7.75, S2E06 - Never Been Kissed has a mean rating of 7.7. For the bottom six episodes: S1E08 - Mash-Up has a mean rating of 4.49, S3E12 - The Spanish Teacher has a mean rating of 4.97, S5E08 - Previously Unaired Christmas has a mean rating of 5.06, S6E04 - The Hurt Locker, Part One has a mean rating of 5.11, S1E10 - Ballad has a mean rating of 5.31, S4E19 - Sweet Dreams has a mean rating of 5.42.]

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Top Six Least Controversial Episodes (episodes with small SDs) and Top Six Most Controversial Episodes (episodes with large SDs), illustrating the six least and most controversial episodes according to standard deviation, respectively. For the six least controversial episodes: S1E04 - Preggers has an sd of 0.13, S1E06 - Vitamin D has an sd of 0.21, S1E09 - Wheels has an sd of 0.28, S1E19 - Dream On has an sd of 0.33, S6E08 - A Wedding has an sd of 0.34, S4E19 - Sweet Dreams has an sd of 0.4. For the six most controversial episodes: S1E03 - Acafellas has an sd of 2.53, S2E08 - Furt has an sd of 2.03, S5E05 - The End of Twerk has an sd of 2.01, S3E06 - Mash Off has an sd of 1.83, S5E07 - Puppet Master has an sd of 1.77, S2E09 - Special Education has an sd of 1.73.]

Song Results

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Top Six Songs and Bottom Six Songs, illustrating the mean rating of the top six highest and lowest rated songs, respectively. For the top six songs: S3E06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You has a mean rating of 9.36, S2E09 - Valerie has a mean rating of 9.21, S3E11 - Smooth Criminal has a mean rating of 9.17, S3E14 - Cough Syrup has a mean rating of 9.17, S2E04 - River Deep, Mountain High has a mean rating of 9.11, S1E18 - Rose's Turn has a mean rating of 9.06. For the bottom six songs: S1E08 - Thong Song has a mean rating of 2.23, S5E05 - Blurred Lines has a mean rating of 2.66, S1E03 - I Wanna Sex You Up has a mean rating of 2.92, S3E12 - A Little Less Conversation has a mean rating of 2.94, S2E16 - Jesus Is My Friend has a mean rating of 3.03, S5E07 - The Fox has a mean rating of 3.23.]

[ID: Two horizontal bar charts titled Top Six Least Controversial Songs (songs with small SDs) and Top Six Most Controversial Songs (songs with large SDs), illustrating the six least and most controversial songs according to standard deviation, respectively. For the six least controversial songs: S3E06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You has an sd of 1.02, S2E09 - Valerie has an sd of 1.03, S2E04 - River Deep, Mountain High has an sd of 1.15, S2E18 - Born This Way has an sd of 1.31, S1E20 - Bad Romance has an sd of 1.36, S3E11 - Smooth Criminal has aan sd of 1.37. For the six most controversial songs: S2E14 - My Headband has an sd of 2.83, S2E16 - Only Child has an sd of 2.81, S3E07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun has an sd of 2.73, S5E08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late) has an sd of 2.73, S2E21 - My Man has an sd of 2.69, S5E07 - The Fox has an sd of 2.67.]

[More detailed song results under the cut]

About the Project | Results Masterpost

Full Episode Ranking

Season/Episode - Episode Title: mean (sd) [range] number of songs

1. S2E18 - Born This Way: 8.26 (0.88) [6.75-8.89] n=5

2. S5E03 - The Quarterback: 8.16 (0.81) [6.95-8.89] n=6

3. S1E06 - Vitamin D: 8.13 (0.21) [7.98-8.28] n=2

4. S1E13 - Sectionals: 7.99 (0.78) [7.04-8.82] n=4

5. S4E04 - The Break-Up: 7.75 (0.78) [6.59-8.62] n=6

6. S2E06 - Never Been Kissed: 7.7 (1.28) [5.82-8.63] n=4

7. S3E17 - Dance With Somebody: 7.54 (0.8) [5.96-8.53] n=7

8. S3E21 - Nationals: 7.53 (0.87) [6.37-8.99] n=7

9. S2E11 - The Sue Sylvester Shuffle: 7.51 (0.95) [6.66-8.58] n=4

10. S1E22 - Journey to Regionals: 7.48 (0.89) [6.2-8.54] n=6

11. S2E21 - Funeral: 7.48 (0.56) [7.04-8.46] n=5

12. S5E15 - Bash: 7.35 (0.48) [6.79-8.11] n=6

13. S4E13 - Diva: 7.34 (0.58) [6.32-7.93] n=7

14. S1E09 - Wheels: 7.29 (0.28) [6.97-7.47] n=3

15. S3E11 - Michael: 7.28 (1.01) [5.59-9.17] n=10

16. S6E03 - Jagged Little Tapestry: 7.27 (0.61) [6.49-7.86] n=5

17. S3E15 - Big Brother: 7.19 (0.75) [6.27-7.98] n=5

18. S3E14 - On My Way: 7.17 (1.11) [6.15-9.17] n=6

19. S3E08 - Hold on to Sixteen: 7.15 (1.01) [5.43-8.42] n=7

20. S6E02 - Homecoming: 7.13 (0.98) [5.34-8.03] n=6

21. S1E18 - Laryngitis: 7.1 (1.41) [5.36-9.06] n=6

22. S2E09 - Special Education: 7.05 (1.73) [4.2-9.21] n=6

23. S4E07 - Dynamic Duets: 7.05 (0.89) [5.49-7.74] n=5

24. S5E12 - 100: 7.05 (1.04) [5.42-8.15] n=6

25. S6E13 - Dreams Come True: 7.05 (1.26) [5.55-8.72] n=6

26. S5E01 - Love, Love, Love: 7.04 (0.79) [6.17-8.22] n=8

27. S1E15 - The Power of Madonna: 7.02 (1.2) [5.24-8.9] n=8

28. S2E04 - Duets: 7.02 (1.68) [3.77-9.11] n=7

29. S3E02 - I Am Unicorn: 7 (1.48) [5.29-7.93] n=3

30. S5E04 - A Katy or a Gaga: 6.96 (0.91) [5.93-8.13] n=4

31. S1E07 - Throwdown: 6.94 (0.96) [5.34-7.61] n=5

32. S4E14 - I Do: 6.94 (0.76) [5.59-7.41] n=5

33. S3E06 - Mash Off: 6.89 (1.83) [4.81-9.36] n=5

34. S5E13 - New Directions: 6.89 (0.53) [6.16-7.6] n=6

35. S6E08 - A Wedding: 6.89 (0.34) [6.59-7.37] n=4

36. S1E19 - Dream On: 6.88 (0.33) [6.5-7.2] n=4

37. S2E20 - Prom Queen: 6.88 (0.9) [5.41-7.69] n=6

38. S3E16 - Saturday Night Glee-ver: 6.87 (0.49) [5.98-7.62] n=8

39. S2E05 - Rocky Horror Glee Show: 6.85 (0.89) [5.28-8.06] n=8

40. S4E21 - Wonder-ful: 6.85 (0.64) [5.87-7.68] n=7

41. S3E01 - The Purple Piano Project: 6.81 (1.46) [4.08-8.26] n=6

42. S4E05 - The Role You Were Born to Play: 6.81 (0.95) [5.59-7.86] n=5

43. S6E11 - We Built This Glee Club: 6.81 (0.97) [5.37-8.28] n=6

44. S6E12 - 2009: 6.81 (0.95) [5.72-8.15] n=5

45. S3E22 - Goodbye: 6.79 (0.58) [5.79-7.56] n=6

46. S5E09 - Frenemies: 6.78 (0.78) [5.58-8.04] n=7

47. S5E20 - The Untitled Rachel Berry Project: 6.77 (1.12) [5.09-8.01] n=7

48. S4E06 - Glease: 6.75 (1) [5.66-7.96] n=6

49. S3E05 - The First Time: 6.74 (0.77) [5.83-7.66] n=5

50. S4E17 - Guilty Pleasures: 6.74 (0.66) [5.73-7.52] n=7

51. S5E14 - New New York: 6.74 (0.83) [5.68-7.65] n=6

52. S2E02 - Britney/Brittany: 6.7 (0.74) [5.66-7.81] n=6

53. S5E10 - Trio: 6.7 (1.11) [4.54-8.22] n=7

54. S3E03 - Asian F: 6.69 (0.67) [5.79-7.31] n=6

55. S5E02 - Tina In the Sky with Diamonds: 6.68 (0.88) [5.62-7.8] n=7

56. S4E15 - Girls (and Boys) on Film: 6.66 (1.18) [5.19-8.51] n=8

57. S5E11 - City of Angels: 6.64 (1.16) [4.99-8.06] n=6

58. S5E16 - Tested: 6.64 (1.02) [5.63-8.01] n=4

59. S4E12 - Naked: 6.63 (0.57) [6.07-7.3] n=6

60. S5E19 - Old Dog, New Tricks: 6.62 (0.47) [6.18-7.32] n=5

61. S3E18 - Choke: 6.59 (1.71) [4.69-9.01] n=7

62. S5E06 - Movin' Out: 6.59 (0.92) [5.19-7.68] n=7

63. S2E03 - Grilled Cheesus: 6.57 (1.29) [4.71-8.81] n=7

64. S2E16 - Original Song: 6.52 (1.68) [3.03-8.49] n=11

65. S2E17 - A Night of Neglect: 6.52 (0.56) [5.97-7.29] n=4

66. S4E09 - Swan Song: 6.52 (1.38) [5.23-8.7] n=6

67. S2E19 - Rumours: 6.49 (1.25) [4.01-7.95] n=7

68. S1E14 - Hell-O: 6.47 (0.48) [5.62-7.1] n=6

69. S1E12 - Mattress: 6.43 (0.88) [5.89-7.45] n=3

70. S4E16 - Feud: 6.4 (0.6) [5.69-7.38] n=6

71. S6E07 - Transitioning: 6.4 (1.31) [4.15-7.97] n=6

72. S2E12 - Silly Love Songs: 6.38 (1.31) [4.44-7.9] n=6

73. S3E10 - Yes/No: 6.38 (0.75) [5.15-7.38] n=6

74. S4E01 - The New Rachel: 6.38 (1.42) [3.68-7.81] n=7

75. S1E05 - The Rhodes Not Taken: 6.35 (1.37) [4.5-8.11] n=5

76. S1E20 - Theatricality: 6.34 (1.39) [5.48-8.81] n=5

77. S2E14 - Blame It On the Alcohol: 6.32 (1.48) [4.47-7.84] n=5

78. S1E16 - Home: 6.3 (0.86) [5.53-7.61] n=5

79. S4E03 - Makeover: 6.28 (1.01) [5.4-7.72] n=4

80. S3E13 - Heart: 6.27 (1.45) [4.19-8.44] n=9

81. S4E02 - Britney 2.0: 6.21 (0.67) [5.12-7.05] n=8

82. S3E09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas: 6.2 (0.95) [4.85-7.69] n=9

83. S6E05 - The Hurt Locker, Part Two: 6.19 (0.64) [5.35-6.93] n=5

84. S3E07 - I Kissed a Girl: 6.16 (1.07) [4.73-7.38] n=6

85. S3E20 - Props: 6.15 (0.57) [5.31-6.56] n=4

86. S4E22 - All or Nothing: 6.15 (0.57) [5.2-6.9] n=7

87. S4E10 - Glee, Actually: 6.14 (0.74) [5.39-7.46] n=6

88. S3E19 - Prom-asaurus: 6.13 (0.79) [4.82-6.71] n=5

89. S2E15 - Sexy: 6.11 (1.43) [4.38-7.79] n=5

90. S4E08 - Thanksgiving: 6.11 (1.51) [3.26-7.62] n=6

91. S6E06 - What the World Needs Now: 6.09 (0.5) [5.33-6.77] n=8

92. S1E11 - Hairography: 6.07 (0.91) [4.89-7.49] n=6

93. S2E22 - New York: 6.06 (1.09) [4.64-7.76] n=9

94. S5E17 - Opening Night: 6.01 (1.07) [4.74-7.5] n=5

95. S1E01 - Pilot: 5.99 (1.09) [4.65-8.2] n=10

96. S2E08 - Furt: 5.98 (2.03) [3.46-7.74] n=4

97. S6E09 - Child Star: 5.98 (0.86) [5-7.21] n=6

98. S5E18 - The Back-Up Plan: 5.95 (0.91) [5.04-7.07] n=5

99. S2E01 - Audition: 5.94 (1.05) [4.45-7.31] n=7

100. S1E02 - Showmance: 5.93 (0.74) [5.34-6.93] n=4

101. S1E21 - Funk: 5.92 (1.25) [4.04-7.4] n=6

102. S2E07 - The Substitute: 5.92 (1.18) [4.3-7.43] n=5

103. S3E04 - Pot o' Gold: 5.82 (1.52) [4.31-7.78] n=5

104. S4E11 - Sadie Hawkins: 5.82 (1.47) [3.41-7.31] n=6

105. S2E10 - A Very Glee Christmas: 5.8 (1.47) [4.63-8.97] n=7

106. S2E13 - Comeback: 5.8 (1.13) [4.64-7.58] n=6

107. S1E17 - Bad Reputation: 5.77 (1.32) [4.21-7.3] n=5

108. S1E03 - Acafellas: 5.72 (2.53) [2.92-7.83] n=3

109. S4E20 - Lights Out: 5.72 (0.68) [4.85-6.48] n=6

110. S4E18 - Shooting Star: 5.7 (0.52) [5.3-6.3] n=3

111. S1E04 - Preggers: 5.68 (0.13) [5.58-5.77] n=2

112. S5E07 - Puppet Master: 5.64 (1.77) [3.23-7.19] n=5

113. S6E01 - Loser Like Me: 5.6 (0.85) [4.78-6.67] n=5

114. S5E05 - The End of Twerk: 5.59 (2.01) [2.66-7.77] n=5

115. S6E10 - The Rise and Fall of Sue Sylvester: 5.51 (1.53) [3.49-7.35] n=5

116. S4E19 - Sweet Dreams: 5.42 (0.4) [4.75-5.78] n=5

117. S1E10 - Ballad: 5.31 (1.38) [3.97-7.24] n=6

118. S6E04 - The Hurt Locker, Part One: 5.11 (0.71) [4.49-5.84] n=4

119. S5E08 - Previously Unaired Christmas: 5.06 (0.73) [3.7-5.75] n=7

120. S3E12 - The Spanish Teacher: 4.97 (1.33) [2.94-6.61] n=5

121. S1E08 - Mash-Up: 4.49 (1.64) [2.23-6.78] n=5

Full Song Ranking

Season/Episode - Song Name: mean (sd), median [range] number of votes

1. S3E06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You: 9.36 (1.02), 10 [5-10] n=146

2. S2E09 - Valerie: 9.21 (1.03), 10 [4-10] n=150

3. S3E11 - Smooth Criminal: 9.17 (1.37), 10 [2-10] n=148

4. S3E14 - Cough Syrup: 9.17 (1.46), 10 [1-10] n=150

5. S2E04 - River Deep, Mountain High: 9.11 (1.15), 10 [5-10] n=147

6. S1E18 - Rose's Turn: 9.06 (1.47), 10 [3-10] n=151

7. S3E18 - Not the Boy Next Door: 9.01 (1.46), 10 [1-10] n=146

8. S3E21 - Paradise By the Dashboard Light: 8.99 (1.49), 10 [4-10] n=145

9. S2E10 - Baby, It's Cold Outside: 8.97 (1.8), 10 [1-10] n=147

10. S1E15 - 4 Minutes: 8.9 (1.54), 10 [2-10] n=146

11. S5E03 - If I Die Young: 8.89 (1.65), 10 [1-10] n=140

12. S2E18 - Somewhere Only We Know: 8.89 (1.74), 10 [1-10] n=150

13. S5E03 - Seasons of Love: 8.88 (1.54), 10 [1-10] n=138

14. S2E18 - Born This Way: 8.86 (1.31), 9 [3-10] n=148

15. S1E13 - And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going: 8.82 (1.61), 10 [4-10] n=138

16. S1E20 - Bad Romance: 8.81 (1.36), 9 [2-10] n=153

17. S2E03 - I Want to Hold Your Hand: 8.81 (1.61), 9 [1-10] n=145

18. S6E13 - I Lived: 8.72 (1.56), 9 [2-10] n=130

19. S4E09 - Being Alive: 8.7 (1.77), 9.5 [2-10] n=130

20. S2E06 - Teenage Dream: 8.63 (2.08), 10 [1-10] n=151

21. S4E04 - The Scientist: 8.62 (1.77), 9 [1-10] n=148

22. S2E11 - Thriller/Heads Will Roll: 8.58 (1.63), 9 [2-10] n=145

23. S1E22 - Bohemian Rhapsody: 8.54 (1.88), 9 [1-10] n=150

24. S3E17 - How Will I Know: 8.53 (1.67), 9 [3-10] n=128

25. S3E18 - Shake It Out: 8.53 (1.73), 9 [1-10] n=138

26. S4E15 - Come What May: 8.51 (1.95), 9 [1-10] n=138

27. S2E16 - Blackbird: 8.49 (1.66), 9 [3-10] n=148

28. S2E18 - I Feel Pretty/Unpretty: 8.47 (1.7), 9 [3-10] n=145

29. S2E21 - Back to Black: 8.46 (1.5), 9 [3-10] n=137

30. S3E13 - Love Shack: 8.44 (1.62), 9 [3-10] n=140

31. S2E09 - Dog Days Are Over: 8.44 (1.44), 9 [3-10] n=141

32. S5E03 - Make You Feel My Love: 8.43 (2.04), 9 [1-10] n=131

33. S3E08 - Survivor/I Will Survive: 8.42 (1.47), 8 [3-10] n=136

34. S5E03 - I'll Stand By You: 8.4 (1.65), 9 [1-10] n=120

35. S1E13 - Don't Rain on My Parade: 8.39 (1.7), 9 [2-10] n=150

36. S2E06 - Start Me Up/Livin' on a Prayer: 8.38 (1.69), 9 [1-10] n=143

37. S1E22 - Don't Stop Believing (Regionals): 8.32 (1.65), 9 [2-10] n=142

38. S2E18 - As If We Never Said Goodbye: 8.32 (2.13), 9 [1-10] n=135

39. S4E04 - Don't Speak: 8.3 (1.6), 8 [2-10] n=139

40. S6E11 - Take Me to Church: 8.28 (1.69), 9 [1-10] n=125

41. S1E06 - It's My Life/Confessions Part II: 8.28 (1.44), 8 [4-10] n=149

42. S3E01 - It's Not Unusual: 8.26 (1.76), 8 [1-10] n=141

43. S5E10 - Gloria: 8.22 (1.67), 9 [1-10] n=125

44. S2E16 - Misery: 8.22 (1.75), 8 [1-10] n=137

45. S5E01 - Got to Get You Into My Life: 8.22 (1.75), 8 [2-10] n=129

46. S1E01 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot): 8.2 (1.69), 8.5 [3-10] n=152

47. S1E15 - Like a Prayer: 8.18 (1.64), 9 [3-10] n=139

48. S6E12 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot/2009): 8.15 (2.01), 9 [1-10] n=115

49. S5E12 - Valerie: 8.15 (1.75), 9 [2-10] n=129

50. S5E04 - Marry the Night: 8.13 (1.74), 8 [1-10] n=123

51. S5E15 - I'm Still Here: 8.11 (1.87), 9 [2-10] n=114

52. S3E21 - Edge of Glory: 8.11 (1.71), 8 [2-10] n=132

53. S1E05 - Somebody to Love: 8.11 (1.59), 8 [2-10] n=150

54. S5E01 - All You Need Is Love: 8.11 (2.13), 9 [1-10] n=134

55. S5E11 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For: 8.06 (1.81), 8 [2-10] n=110

56. S2E05 - Time Warp: 8.06 (1.7), 8 [1-10] n=137

57. S4E04 - Mine: 8.05 (1.95), 9 [2-10] n=127

58. S5E09 - I Believe in a Thing Called Love: 8.04 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=113

59. S2E11 - Bills, Bills, Bills: 8.03 (1.65), 8 [3-10] n=139

60. S6E02 - Home: 8.03 (1.77), 8 [1-10] n=110

61. S5E16 - Love Is a Battlefield: 8.01 (1.6), 8 [4-10] n=123

62. S5E20 - American Boy: 8.01 (2.05), 8 [1-10] n=133

63. S5E20 - Pompeii: 7.98 (1.69), 8 [2-10] n=128

64. S1E06 - Halo/Walking On Sunshine: 7.98 (1.65), 8 [3-10] n=151

65. S3E15 - Somebody That I Used to Know: 7.98 (1.84), 8 [1-10] n=143

66. S1E18 - The Boy Is Mine: 7.98 (1.65), 8 [3-10] n=139

67. S3E17 - So Emotional: 7.98 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=125

68. S6E07 - Somebody Loves You: 7.97 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=116

69. S2E06 - Stop! In the Name of Love/Free Your Mind: 7.96 (1.71), 8 [1-10] n=138

70. S4E06 - Beauty School Dropout: 7.96 (1.87), 8 [1-10] n=134

71. S2E19 - Songbird: 7.95 (2.14), 8 [1-10] n=127

72. S3E11 - Bad: 7.95 (1.66), 8 [3-10] n=140

73. S4E13 - Don't Stop Me Now: 7.93 (1.87), 8 [1-10] n=136

74. S3E02 - Something's Coming: 7.93 (1.95), 9 [2-10] n=127

75. S4E13 - Girl On Fire: 7.92 (1.94), 8 [1-10] n=138

76. S2E04 - Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy: 7.91 (2.01), 8 [1-10] n=136

77. S2E12 - Silly Love Songs: 7.9 (2.09), 8 [1-10] n=140

78. S4E04 - Teenage Dream (Acoustic): 7.9 (2.55), 9 [1-10] n=150

79. S2E04 - Le Jazz Hot: 7.9 (2.04), 8 [1-10] n=138

80. S4E05 - Hopelessly Devoted to You: 7.86 (2.24), 8 [1-10] n=137

81. S6E13 - Daydream Believer: 7.86 (1.87), 8 [1-10] n=120

82. S6E03 - Hand in My Pocket/I Feel the Earth Move: 7.86 (2.1), 8 [1-10] n=119

83. S3E08 - ABC: 7.85 (1.71), 8 [1-10] n=142

84. S2E14 - Don't You Want Me: 7.84 (2.12), 8 [1-10] n=135

85. S3E17 - It's Not Right But It's Okay: 7.84 (2.33), 8 [1-10] n=141

86. S6E02 - Tightrope: 7.83 (1.91), 8 [1-10] n=121

87. S1E03 - Bust Your Windows: 7.83 (1.98), 8 [2-10] n=149

88. S2E02 - Me Against the Music: 7.81 (1.93), 8 [2-10] n=128

89. S4E01 - It's Time: 7.81 (1.8), 8 [1-10] n=130

90. S5E02 - Hey Jude: 7.8 (1.97), 8 [1-10] n=129

91. S2E15 - Landslide: 7.79 (2.24), 8 [1-10] n=137

92. S3E02 - I'm the Greatest Star: 7.78 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=130

93. S3E04 - Candyman: 7.78 (1.7), 8 [1-10] n=129

94. S5E05 - If I Were a Boy: 7.77 (2.19), 8 [1-10] n=135

95. S3E08 - We Are Young: 7.77 (1.97), 8 [2-10] n=141

96. S2E22 - For Good: 7.76 (2.04), 8 [1-10] n=122

97. S6E13 - This Time: 7.76 (1.97), 8 [1-10] n=111

98. S2E05 - Sweet Transvestite: 7.75 (1.89), 8 [1-10] n=136

99. S3E13 - I Will Always Love You: 7.75 (1.91), 8 [1-10] n=124

100. S2E08 - Marry You: 7.74 (1.71), 8 [3-10] n=145

101. S3E01 - You Can't Stop the Beat: 7.74 (1.69), 8 [1-10] n=137

102. S5E12 - Toxic: 7.74 (2.09), 8 [2-10] n=125

103. S6E03 - It's Too Late: 7.74 (1.9), 8 [2-10] n=105

104. S3E15 - Fighter: 7.74 (2.22), 8 [1-10] n=136

105. S4E07 - Some Nights: 7.74 (1.71), 8 [3-10] n=126

106. S1E22 - Any Way You Want It/Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin': 7.74 (1.93), 8 [1-10] n=133

107. S4E03 - Everybody Wants to Rule the World: 7.72 (1.81), 8 [2-10] n=129

108. S2E16 - Raise Your Glass: 7.72 (1.95), 8 [1-10] n=149

109. S5E12 - Defying Gravity: 7.71 (1.81), 8 [1-10] n=133

110. S1E13 - My Life Would Suck Without You: 7.7 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=142

111. S3E09 - Let It Snow: 7.69 (2.2), 8 [1-10] n=132

112. S2E20 - Rolling in the Deep: 7.69 (2.01), 8 [1-10] n=140

113. S4E21 - Superstition: 7.68 (1.77), 8 [2-10] n=117

114. S5E06 - Just the Way You Are: 7.68 (1.9), 8 [1-10] n=110

115. S2E16 - Loser Like Me: 7.68 (2.18), 8 [1-10] n=142

116. S4E09 - Don't Dream It's Over: 7.66 (1.88), 8 [2-10] n=107

117. S3E05 - America: 7.66 (1.6), 8 [1-10] n=139

118. S3E17 - I Have Nothing: 7.66 (2.18), 8 [1-10] n=135

119. S3E21 - It's All Coming Back to Me Now: 7.66 (2.06), 8 [1-10] n=126

120. S5E14 - Rockstar: 7.65 (1.92), 8 [1-10] n=111

121. S1E18 - Jessie's Girl: 7.65 (1.78), 8 [2-10] n=144

122. S4E13 - Nutbush City Limits: 7.63 (2.12), 8 [2-10] n=131

123. S3E11 - Never Can Say Goodbye: 7.63 (1.87), 8 [2-10] n=123

124. S3E16 - Disco Inferno: 7.62 (2.14), 8 [1-10] n=129

125. S3E06 - Hit Me with Your Best Shot/One Way or Another: 7.62 (1.57), 8 [1-10] n=141

126. S4E08 - Home/Homeward Bound: 7.62 (2.15), 8 [1-10] n=112

127. S1E07 - Keep Holding On: 7.61 (1.47), 8 [2-10] n=145

128. S1E16 - Beautiful: 7.61 (1.81), 8 [1-10] n=128

129. S3E21 - Tongue Tied: 7.61 (2.14), 8 [1-10] n=130

130. S4E01 - Chasing Pavements: 7.61 (1.75), 8 [2-10] n=132

131. S2E12 - When I Get You Alone: 7.6 (2.06), 8 [1-10] n=130

132. S5E13 - Don't Stop Believin' (Season Five): 7.6 (2.13), 8 [1-10] n=125

133. S5E20 - All of Me: 7.6 (2.15), 8 [1-10] n=122

134. S3E11 - Human Nature: 7.6 (2.13), 8 [1-10] n=121

135. S1E07 - Hate On Me: 7.58 (1.83), 8 [2-10] n=132

136. S2E13 - Take Me or Leave Me: 7.58 (2.14), 8 [1-10] n=127

137. S5E14 - You Make Me Feel So Young: 7.58 (1.8), 8 [1-10] n=116

138. S3E17 - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me): 7.57 (1.92), 8 [1-10] n=138

139. S5E15 - Colorblind: 7.57 (1.96), 8 [2-10] n=105

140. S4E06 - There Are Worse Things I Could Do: 7.57 (2.05), 8 [1-10] n=120

141. S2E20 - Dancing Queen: 7.56 (1.73), 8 [1-10] n=144

142. S3E22 - You Get What You Give: 7.56 (1.87), 8 [2-10] n=106

143. S6E02 - Take On Me: 7.55 (1.6), 8 [2-10] n=120

144. S2E20 - I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You: 7.54 (2.18), 8 [1-10] n=136

145. S3E11 - Wanna Be Startin' Somethin': 7.52 (2.14), 8 [1-10] n=129

146. S4E17 - Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now): 7.52 (2.36), 8 [1-10] n=122

147. S2E16 - Hell to the No: 7.5 (2.05), 8 [1-10] n=141

148. S5E17 - Pumpin Blood: 7.5 (1.65), 8 [1-10] n=115

149. S5E11 - More Than a Feeling: 7.5 (1.97), 8 [1-10] n=103

150. S1E11 - True Colors: 7.49 (1.74), 8 [2-10] n=147

151. S2E08 - Just the Way You Are: 7.49 (1.62), 8 [1-10] n=137

152. S6E03 - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow/Head Over Feet: 7.48 (2.06), 8 [1-10] n=106

153. S5E15 - No One Is Alone: 7.47 (1.9), 8 [2-10] n=114

154. S1E09 - Defying Gravity: 7.47 (1.98), 8 [1-10] n=149

155. S5E02 - Here Comes the Sun: 7.46 (1.78), 8 [2-10] n=125

156. S4E10 - White Christmas: 7.46 (2.32), 8 [1-10] n=127

157. S3E15 - Rio/Hungry Like the Wolf: 7.45 (2.27), 8 [1-10] n=131

158. S4E13 - Hung Up: 7.45 (1.83), 8 [1-10] n=114

159. S1E12 - Jump: 7.45 (1.57), 7 [2-10] n=141

160. S1E09 - Proud Mary: 7.44 (1.74), 8 [4-10] n=135

161. S4E17 - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go: 7.44 (1.98), 8 [1-10] n=131

162. S4E15 - Shout: 7.43 (1.79), 7 [1-10] n=120

163. S3E14 - Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You): 7.43 (1.91), 8 [1-10] n=137

164. S5E02 - Let It Be: 7.43 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=119

165. S2E07 - Singing In the Rain/Umbrella: 7.43 (2.03), 8 [2-10] n=145

166. S1E07 - Ride Wit Me: 7.43 (2.05), 8 [1-10] n=131

167. S5E06 - Piano Man: 7.43 (2.15), 8 [1-10] n=124

168. S4E15 - Footloose: 7.42 (1.65), 7 [3-10] n=118

169. S4E14 - Just Can't Get Enough: 7.41 (2), 8 [1-10] n=123

170. S1E21 - Another One Bites the Dust: 7.4 (1.98), 8 [1-10] n=130

171. S2E14 - Blame It (On the Alcohol): 7.39 (2.02), 8 [1-10] n=142

172. S4E01 - New York State of Mind: 7.39 (1.91), 8 [1-10] n=133

173. S2E19 - Go Your Own Way: 7.39 (1.89), 8 [1-10] n=123

174. S4E16 - Cold Hearted: 7.38 (2.13), 8 [1-10] n=115

175. S3E10 - Summer Nights: 7.38 (1.77), 7 [2-10] n=136

176. S5E03 - Fire and Rain: 7.38 (2.08), 8 [1-10] n=105

177. S3E07 - Perfect: 7.38 (1.99), 7 [1-10] n=136

178. S6E08 - At Last: 7.37 (1.91), 8 [1-10] n=110

179. S4E06 - You're the One That I Want: 7.37 (1.67), 7 [3-10] n=130

180. S3E11 - Black or White: 7.37 (1.82), 8 [1-10] n=136

181. S4E05 - Everybody Talks: 7.36 (1.9), 8 [1-10] n=129

182. S4E07 - Holding Out for a Hero: 7.36 (1.76), 8 [1-10] n=125

183. S6E07 - I Know Where I've Been: 7.36 (2.33), 8 [1-10] n=100

184. S3E18 - Cell Block Tango: 7.36 (1.88), 8 [1-10] n=135

185. S6E10 - Rise: 7.35 (2.1), 8 [1-10] n=99

186. S4E07 - My Dark Side: 7.35 (2.11), 7 [1-10] n=119

187. S2E21 - Some People: 7.35 (2), 7 [1-10] n=115

188. S3E09 - All I Want for Christmas Is You: 7.35 (2.3), 8 [1-10] n=118

189. S5E06 - Movin' Out (Anthony's Song): 7.34 (2.02), 8 [1-10] n=119

190. S3E05 - Uptown Girl: 7.33 (2.23), 8 [1-10] n=144

191. S2E05 - Science Fiction Double Feature: 7.32 (1.92), 7 [2-10] n=133

192. S5E19 - Take Me Home Tonight: 7.32 (1.74), 7 [2-10] n=103

193. S3E03 - Spotlight: 7.31 (2.08), 7 [3-10] n=105

194. S4E07 - Heroes: 7.31 (2.18), 8 [1-10] n=109

195. S4E11 - No Scrubs: 7.31 (1.85), 7 [2-10] n=123

196. S2E01 - Empire State of Mind: 7.31 (1.65), 8 [3-10] n=147

197. S6E12 - Popular: 7.3 (1.95), 8 [1-10] n=115

198. S4E14 - Getting Married Today: 7.3 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=125

199. S4E12 - This Is the New Year: 7.3 (1.97), 8 [2-10] n=113

200. S5E01 - Help!: 7.3 (2.03), 8 [1-10] n=133

201. S1E17 - Total Eclipse of the Heart: 7.3 (1.77), 7.5 [1-10] n=144

202. S3E07 - Constant Craving: 7.29 (2.04), 8 [1-10] n=123

203. S2E17 - Ain't No Way: 7.29 (2.34), 8 [1-10] n=105

204. S2E21 - Pure Imagination: 7.28 (1.92), 7 [2-10] n=131

205. S2E21 - Try a Little Tenderness: 7.27 (2.1), 7.5 [1-10] n=110

206. S5E09 - Don't Rain On My Parade: 7.27 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=133

207. S2E03 - Losing My Religion: 7.26 (1.92), 7 [1-10] n=133

208. S3E06 - I Can't Go for That/You Make My Dreams Come True: 7.26 (1.97), 8 [1-10] n=131

209. S3E08 - Man in the Mirror: 7.26 (2.01), 8 [1-10] n=140

210. S3E16 - If I Can't Have You: 7.25 (2.09), 8 [1-10] n=124

211. S3E17 - My Love Is Your Love: 7.25 (1.9), 7 [2-10] n=113

212. S3E03 - It's All Over: 7.25 (2.24), 8 [1-10] n=105

213. S5E15 - Not While I'm Around: 7.25 (2.08), 7 [1-10] n=118

214. S1E10 - Lean On Me: 7.24 (1.83), 7 [2-10] n=132

215. S4E14 - Anything Could Happen: 7.23 (1.76), 7 [2-10] n=113

216. S2E04 - Sing!: 7.23 (1.89), 7 [1-10] n=135

217. S1E15 - Like a Virgin: 7.22 (1.98), 7 [2-10] n=141

218. S6E09 - I Want to Break Free: 7.21 (1.83), 7 [1-10] n=112

219. S3E21 - We Are the Champions: 7.21 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=136

220. S3E11 - I Want You Back: 7.21 (2.18), 7 [1-10] n=123

221. S6E02 - Mustang Sally: 7.21 (1.92), 7 [1-10] n=106

222. S2E15 - Animal: 7.2 (2.11), 8 [1-10] n=137

223. S1E21 - Give Up the Funk: 7.2 (1.92), 7 [2-10] n=138

224. S4E12 - Love Song: 7.2 (1.82), 7 [3-10] n=119

225. S1E19 - Dream On: 7.2 (2.13), 7 [1-10] n=128

226. S5E07 - Into the Groove: 7.19 (1.97), 7 [2-10] n=93

227. S5E13 - Be Okay: 7.19 (1.94), 7 [1-10] n=94

228. S3E14 - Glad You Came: 7.18 (2.01), 7 [2-10] n=136

229. S4E14 - We've Got Tonite: 7.18 (1.85), 7 [2-10] n=122

230. S4E21 - Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours: 7.18 (1.67), 7 [1-10] n=124

231. S1E05 - Maybe This Time: 7.17 (1.96), 8 [2-10] n=132

232. S2E02 - I'm a Slave 4 U: 7.17 (1.98), 7 [1-10] n=138

233. S4E05 - Blow Me (One Last Kiss): 7.17 (2.17), 8 [1-10] n=120

234. S5E10 - Hold On: 7.17 (1.84), 7 [2-10] n=90

235. S6E11 - Chandelier: 7.16 (2.13), 8 [1-10] n=124

236. S5E13 - I Am Changing: 7.16 (2.01), 7 [2-10] n=102

237. S4E13 - Bring Him Home: 7.15 (2.22), 7.5 [1-10] n=124

238. S2E22 - My Cup: 7.14 (2.5), 7 [1-10] n=139

239. S4E15 - Old Time Rock & Roll/Danger Zone: 7.11 (2.07), 7 [1-10] n=118

240. S4E11 - Locked Out of Heaven: 7.11 (2.05), 7.5 [1-10] n=110

241. S1E19 - Dream a Little Dream: 7.1 (1.9), 7 [2-10] n=115

242. S1E01 - Rehab: 7.1 (1.7), 7 [3-10] n=141

243. S1E14 - Gives You Hell: 7.1 (1.83), 7 [1-10] n=146

244. S3E01 - Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do: 7.09 (2.13), 7 [1-10] n=127

245. S1E22 - Faithfully: 7.07 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=128

246. S4E21 - You Are the Sunshine of My Life: 7.07 (1.75), 7 [2-10] n=114

247. S5E07 - Nasty/Rhythm Nation: 7.07 (2.09), 7 [2-10] n=100

248. S5E01 - A Hard Day's Night: 7.07 (1.82), 7 [1-10] n=118

249. S3E01 - We Got the Beat: 7.07 (1.69), 7 [2-10] n=137

250. S5E18 - Doo Wop (That Thing): 7.07 (2.09), 7 [2-10] n=107

251. S3E22 - I'll Remember: 7.06 (1.97), 7 [1-10] n=114

252. S4E17 - Mamma Mia: 7.06 (1.6), 7 [3-10] n=127

253. S1E15 - Express Yourself: 7.05 (1.85), 7 [2-10] n=128

254. S4E02 - Womanizer: 7.05 (1.83), 7 [1-10] n=128

255. S5E04 - Wide Awake: 7.05 (2.12), 7 [2-10] n=110

256. S4E04 - Barely Breathing: 7.05 (2.16), 7 [1-10] n=118

257. S6E11 - Listen to Your Heart: 7.05 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=101

258. S5E10 - Don't You (Forget About Me): 7.05 (1.73), 7 [1-10] n=108

259. S4E21 - Higher Ground: 7.04 (2.1), 7 [1-10] n=93

260. S1E13 - You Can't Always Get What You Want: 7.04 (1.74), 7 [1-10] n=131

261. S2E21 - My Man: 7.04 (2.69), 7 [1-10] n=113

262. S5E12 - Keep Holding On: 7.03 (1.98), 7 [2-10] n=115

263. S4E21 - For Once in My Life: 7.02 (1.99), 7 [2-10] n=94

264. S2E09 - Hey, Soul Sister: 7.02 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=143

265. S4E02 - 3: 7.02 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=121

266. S1E22 - To Sir, With Love: 7.01 (2.21), 7 [1-10] n=126

267. S3E16 - You Should Be Dancing: 7.01 (2.32), 7 [1-10] n=126

268. S2E22 - I Love New York/New York, New York: 7.01 (1.89), 7 [1-10] n=136

269. S1E15 - Vogue: 7.01 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=141

270. S3E03 - Run the World (Girls): 7 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=143

271. S3E08 - Control: 7 (2.13), 7 [1-10] n=127

272. S3E16 - More Than a Woman: 6.99 (2.26), 7 [1-10] n=123

273. S4E08 - Come See About Me: 6.99 (2), 7 [1-10] n=111

274. S5E14 - Best Day of My Life: 6.99 (1.76), 7 [1-10] n=109

275. S1E17 - Run Joey Run: 6.99 (2.33), 7 [1-10] n=145

276. S3E04 - Last Friday Night: 6.97 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=141

277. S1E09 - Dancing With Myself: 6.97 (1.82), 7 [1-10] n=135

278. S4E13 - Diva: 6.96 (2.18), 7 [1-10] n=130

279. S5E03 - No Surrender: 6.95 (2.35), 7 [1-10] n=103

280. S6E05 - It Must Have Been Love: 6.93 (1.98), 7 [1-10] n=108

281. S1E02 - I Say a Little Prayer: 6.93 (2.07), 7 [1-10] n=148

282. S5E11 - America: 6.92 (1.97), 7 [1-10] n=95

283. S3E14 - Here's to Us: 6.91 (2.17), 7 [1-10] n=125

284. S5E15 - You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman: 6.91 (1.95), 7 [2-10] n=102

285. S5E09 - Breakaway: 6.91 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=90

286. S3E11 - Scream: 6.91 (2.2), 7 [1-10] n=118

287. S3E10 - We Found Love: 6.9 (1.77), 7 [2-10] n=134

288. S3E13 - Stereo Hearts: 6.9 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=133

289. S4E22 - Hall of Fame: 6.9 (1.99), 7 [1-10] n=112

290. S3E22 - In My Life: 6.89 (1.94), 7 [2-10] n=106

291. S1E15 - Borderline/Open Your Heart: 6.88 (1.9), 7 [1-10] n=121

292. S3E13 - L-O-V-E: 6.88 (1.92), 7 [1-10] n=119

293. S2E05 - Damn It, Janet: 6.88 (1.9), 7 [2-10] n=133

294. S4E12 - Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself): 6.88 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=107

295. S2E05 - Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?: 6.88 (1.9), 7 [1-10] n=128

296. S3E03 - Cool: 6.87 (1.84), 7 [1-10] n=110

297. S5E09 - Brave: 6.85 (2.12), 7 [1-10] n=111

298. S2E04 - Lucky: 6.84 (2.09), 7 [1-10] n=136

299. S2E12 - P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing): 6.83 (1.88), 7 [1-10] n=127

300. S2E14 - Tik Tok: 6.83 (1.99), 7 [2-10] n=139

301. S3E16 - Boogie Shoes: 6.83 (2.2), 7 [1-10] n=118

302. S5E11 - Mr. Roboto/Counting Stars: 6.83 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=105

303. S6E02 - Problem: 6.83 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=110

304. S3E16 - Stayin' Alive: 6.83 (2.06), 7 [1-10] n=127

305. S1E18 - Lady Is a Tramp: 6.83 (1.78), 7 [2-10] n=126

306. S4E17 - Wannabe: 6.82 (1.93), 7 [1-10] n=121

307. S3E22 - Roots Before Branches: 6.81 (2.46), 7 [1-10] n=124

308. S5E10 - The Happening: 6.79 (1.98), 7 [2-10] n=97

309. S5E15 - Broadway Baby: 6.79 (2.13), 7 [1-10] n=116

310. S6E08 - I'm So Excited: 6.79 (1.62), 7 [2-10] n=106

311. S6E08 - Our Day Will Come: 6.79 (1.88), 7 [1-10] n=103

312. S1E01 - Respect: 6.78 (1.5), 7 [3-10] n=148

313. S1E08 - Sweet Caroline: 6.78 (1.54), 7 [3-10] n=138

314. S1E10 - I'll Stand By You: 6.78 (1.94), 7 [1-10] n=141

315. S5E19 - Lucky Star: 6.78 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=100

316. S6E06 - What the World Needs Now: 6.77 (1.7), 7 [1-10] n=96

317. S2E02 - Stronger: 6.77 (1.87), 7 [2-10] n=120

318. S5E10 - Jumpin' Jumpin': 6.77 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=98

319. S2E11 - She's Not There: 6.76 (2.1), 7 [1-10] n=114

320. S6E03 - You Learn/You've Got a Friend: 6.76 (2.11), 7 [1-10] n=96

321. S2E03 - One of Us: 6.76 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=119

322. S3E05 - A Boy Like That/I Have a Love: 6.76 (1.96), 7 [1-10] n=119

323. S2E20 - Isn't She Lovely: 6.76 (1.84), 7 [2-10] n=131

324. S2E19 - I Don't Want to Know: 6.75 (2.18), 7 [1-10] n=106

325. S3E21 - Pinball Wizard: 6.75 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=123

326. S2E18 - I've Gotta Be Me: 6.75 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=110

327. S5E16 - I Want to Know What Love Is: 6.74 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=94

328. S2E19 - Don't Stop: 6.74 (2.05), 7 [1-10] n=109

329. S1E07 - You Keep Me Hanging On: 6.73 (1.78), 7 [1-10] n=133

330. S5E13 - Loser Like Me: 6.73 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=124

331. S1E19 - I Dreamed a Dream: 6.72 (2.16), 7 [1-10] n=119

332. S1E16 - A House Is Not a Home: 6.72 (2.18), 7 [1-10] n=121

333. S4E16 - Bye Bye Bye/I Want It That Way: 6.71 (1.94), 7 [1-10] n=136

334. S2E09 - (I've Had) The Time of My Life: 6.71 (1.76), 7 [1-10] n=138

335. S5E04 - Applause: 6.71 (1.91), 7 [1-10] n=120

336. S3E19 - Big Girls Don't Cry: 6.71 (1.95), 7 [2-10] n=130

337. S2E09 - Don't Cry for Me Argentina: 6.7 (1.97), 7 [1-10] n=135

338. S6E10 - Rather Be: 6.68 (1.94), 7 [1-10] n=102

339. S6E12 - I Kissed a Girl: 6.67 (2.06), 7 [1-10] n=103

340. S6E01 - Suddenly Seymour: 6.67 (2.37), 7 [1-10] n=127

341. S2E16 - Trouty Mouth: 6.67 (2.63), 7 [1-10] n=141

342. S2E11 - Need You Now: 6.66 (1.96), 7 [1-10] n=114

343. S5E14 - Downtown: 6.65 (1.93), 7 [1-10] n=102

344. S2E01 - Listen: 6.65 (2.35), 7 [1-10] n=116

345. S3E13 - Cherish/Cherish: 6.65 (2.01), 7 [1-10] n=113

346. S3E01 - Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead: 6.64 (2), 7 [1-10] n=135

347. S5E01 - I Saw Her Standing There: 6.64 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=104

348. S6E11 - Come Sail Away: 6.64 (2.12), 7 [1-10] n=98

349. S5E09 - Every Breath You Take: 6.64 (2.08), 7 [1-10] n=109

350. S6E05 - All Out of Love: 6.64 (2.11), 7 [1-10] n=103

351. S6E13 - Someday We'll Be Together: 6.64 (2.02), 7 [1-10] n=86

352. S3E22 - Glory Days: 6.64 (1.8), 7 [2-10] n=105

353. S2E16 - Get It Right: 6.63 (2.39), 7 [1-10] n=134

354. S1E14 - Highway to Hell: 6.63 (2.08), 7 [1-10] n=128

355. S3E19 - Take My Breath Away: 6.63 (2.12), 7 [1-10] n=117

356. S6E06 - Alfie: 6.63 (2.3), 7 [1-10] n=102

357. S5E18 - Story of My Life: 6.63 (2.16), 7 [1-10] n=126

358. S5E19 - Memory: 6.63 (1.93), 7 [2-10] n=99

359. S5E05 - On Our Way: 6.62 (2.11), 7 [1-10] n=87

360. S4E15 - Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend/Material Girl: 6.62 (2.1), 7 [1-10] n=125

361. S3E12 - La Isla Bonita: 6.61 (1.97), 7 [1-10] n=123

362. S1E14 - Hello, Goodbye: 6.6 (1.91), 7 [1-10] n=116

363. S6E07 - Time After Time: 6.6 (1.77), 7 [1-10] n=105

364. S5E20 - Shakin' My Head: 6.6 (1.98), 7 [1-10] n=94

365. S6E08 - Hey Ya!: 6.59 (1.91), 7 [1-10] n=113

366. S2E07 - Forget You: 6.59 (1.92), 7 [1-10] n=144

367. S4E04 - Give Your Heart a Break: 6.59 (2.15), 7 [1-10] n=124

368. S5E17 - Lovefool: 6.57 (1.88), 7 [1-10] n=106

369. S3E20 - Flashdance...What a Feeling: 6.56 (2.12), 7 [1-10] n=107

370. S3E15 - I'm Still Standing: 6.54 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=138

371. S2E17 - Turning Tables: 6.53 (2.28), 7 [1-10] n=120

372. S2E03 - Only the Good Die Young: 6.53 (2.03), 7 [2-10] n=122

373. S1E11 - Imagine: 6.52 (2.02), 7 [1-10] n=136

374. S4E08 - Live While We're Young: 6.52 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=121

375. S4E22 - All or Nothing: 6.51 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=115

376. S1E14 - Hello, I Love You: 6.51 (1.93), 7 [1-10] n=126

377. S3E19 - Love You Like a Love Song: 6.5 (2.12), 7 [1-10] n=121

378. S1E19 - Safety Dance: 6.5 (2.1), 7 [1-10] n=128

379. S4E10 - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas: 6.5 (2.28), 7 [1-10] n=108

380. S4E16 - How to Be a Heartbreaker: 6.5 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=120

381. S5E13 - Just Give Me a Reason: 6.5 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=112

382. S4E22 - Clarity: 6.5 (1.85), 7 [2-10] n=105

383. S6E03 - So Far Away: 6.49 (2.09), 7 [1-10] n=93

384. S2E13 - Somebody to Love: 6.49 (2.38), 7 [1-10] n=124

385. S2E02 - Toxic: 6.49 (2.24), 7 [1-10] n=140

386. S4E20 - We Will Rock You: 6.48 (2.02), 7 [1-10] n=114

387. S6E09 - Cool Kids: 6.48 (2.09), 7 [1-10] n=114

388. S6E06 - Wishin' And Hoping: 6.48 (1.91), 7 [1-10] n=106

389. S5E02 - Get Back: 6.48 (1.83), 7 [2-10] n=100

390. S2E05 - There's a Light (Over at the Frankenstein Place): 6.48 (1.98), 6 [2-10] n=124

391. S3E09 - My Favorite Things: 6.47 (2.14), 7 [1-10] n=127

392. S2E01 - Telephone: 6.47 (1.95), 7 [1-10] n=141

393. S2E22 - Light Up the World: 6.47 (2.34), 7 [1-10] n=120

394. S4E11 - Tell Him: 6.46 (2.02), 7 [1-10] n=108

395. S4E02 - Hold It Against Me: 6.46 (2.04), 7 [1-10] n=111

396. S3E16 - Night Fever: 6.46 (2.26), 7 [1-10] n=127

397. S2E01 - Billionaire: 6.45 (1.93), 6 [1-10] n=146

398. S3E20 - Because You Loved Me: 6.45 (2.09), 6 [1-10] n=94

399. S5E01 - Yesterday: 6.43 (2.16), 7 [1-10] n=118

400. S4E20 - Longest Time: 6.43 (1.93), 7 [1-10] n=108

401. S2E19 - Never Going Back Again: 6.42 (2.2), 7 [1-10] n=99

402. S6E09 - Uptown Funk: 6.42 (2.09), 7 [1-10] n=111

403. S3E10 - Without You: 6.42 (2.1), 6 [1-10] n=112

404. S1E03 - Mercy: 6.41 (1.85), 6.5 [1-10] n=116

405. S5E06 - You May Be Right: 6.41 (1.92), 6 [1-10] n=93

406. S5E05 - Wrecking Ball: 6.4 (1.92), 6 [2-10] n=124

407. S4E17 - Copacabana: 6.4 (2.08), 7 [1-10] n=123

408. S4E09 - All That Jazz: 6.39 (2.04), 7 [1-10] n=115

409. S5E10 - Barracuda: 6.38 (2.12), 6 [1-10] n=100

410. S3E21 - Starships: 6.37 (1.97), 7 [1-10] n=126

411. S5E01 - You've Got to Hide Your Love Away: 6.36 (2), 6 [1-10] n=114

412. S1E14 - Hello: 6.36 (2.07), 6 [2-10] n=112

413. S2E20 - Jar of Hearts: 6.36 (2.16), 7 [1-10] n=129

414. S5E07 - You're My Best Friend: 6.35 (2.37), 6.5 [1-10] n=96

415. S2E04 - Don't Go Breaking My Heart: 6.35 (1.98), 6 [1-10] n=130

416. S3E07 - I Kissed a Girl: 6.35 (2.37), 7 [1-10] n=143

417. S2E03 - Bridge Over Troubled Water: 6.35 (2.23), 7 [1-10] n=112

418. S6E11 - We Built This City: 6.35 (1.93), 7 [1-10] n=98

419. S4E02 - Boys/Boyfriend: 6.35 (1.99), 6 [1-10] n=113

420. S6E01 - Sing: 6.34 (1.92), 6 [1-10] n=96

421. S3E08 - Buenos Aires: 6.33 (2.27), 7 [1-10] n=117

422. S1E11 - Papa Don't Preach: 6.33 (2.07), 6 [1-10] n=134

423. S4E13 - Make No Mistake (She's Mine): 6.32 (1.93), 6 [2-10] n=111

424. S2E17 - I Follow Rivers: 6.3 (2.45), 7 [1-10] n=111

425. S4E18 - Say: 6.3 (2.14), 6 [1-10] n=88

426. S2E02 - Baby One More Time: 6.29 (1.94), 6 [1-10] n=133

427. S5E06 - My Life: 6.28 (2.05), 6 [1-10] n=98

428. S3E10 - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face: 6.27 (2), 6 [2-10] n=116

429. S3E15 - Up Up Up: 6.27 (1.68), 6 [1-10] n=109

430. S3E20 - Mean: 6.26 (2.13), 6 [1-10] n=122

431. S6E05 - Father Figure: 6.26 (2.15), 6 [1-10] n=92

432. S3E09 - Christmas Wrapping: 6.25 (2.3), 7 [1-10] n=116

433. S4E22 - Wings: 6.24 (1.85), 7 [1-10] n=96

434. S5E02 - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band: 6.24 (2.09), 6 [1-10] n=101

435. S4E12 - Torn: 6.23 (2.1), 6 [1-10] n=108

436. S5E12 - Raise Your Glass: 6.23 (2.3), 6 [1-10] n=123

437. S4E17 - My Prerogative: 6.22 (2.22), 6 [1-10] n=110

438. S4E02 - Crazy/U Drive Me Crazy: 6.21 (2.03), 7 [1-10] n=107

439. S4E06 - Greased Lightning: 6.21 (2.07), 7 [1-10] n=126

440. S6E12 - Pony: 6.2 (2.13), 6 [1-10] n=99

441. S1E22 - Over the Rainbow: 6.2 (1.98), 6 [1-10] n=130

442. S5E16 - Addicted to Love: 6.2 (1.71), 6 [2-10] n=91

443. S5E19 - I Melt with You: 6.19 (1.96), 6 [1-10] n=88

444. S3E10 - Moves Like Jagger/Jumpin' Jack Flash: 6.18 (2.11), 7 [1-10] n=133

445. S3E09 - Do They Know It's Christmas?: 6.18 (2.43), 6.5 [1-10] n=122

446. S6E07 - You Give Love a Bad Name: 6.18 (1.95), 6 [1-10] n=89

447. S5E09 - My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It): 6.18 (1.75), 6 [1-10] n=95

448. S4E08 - Whistle: 6.18 (2.5), 6 [1-10] n=129

449. S3E14 - Fly/I Believe I Can Fly: 6.18 (2.37), 6 [1-10] n=135

450. S5E19 - Werewolves of London: 6.18 (1.99), 6 [1-10] n=96

451. S5E01 - Drive My Car: 6.17 (1.97), 6 [1-10] n=109

452. S2E05 - Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me: 6.17 (2.41), 6 [1-10] n=138

453. S4E01 - Americano/Dance Again: 6.17 (2.16), 6 [1-10] n=117

454. S3E09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas: 6.17 (2.48), 7 [1-10] n=127

455. S5E13 - Party All the Time: 6.16 (2.1), 6 [1-10] n=102

456. S3E14 - Stand: 6.15 (2.06), 6 [1-10] n=107

457. S4E03 - The Way You Look Tonight/You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile: 6.15 (1.8), 6 [2-10] n=115

458. S2E19 - Dreams: 6.15 (1.99), 6 [1-10] n=103

459. S3E05 - One Hand, One Heart: 6.14 (2.24), 6 [1-10] n=123

460. S4E08 - Let's Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time: 6.12 (2.59), 7 [1-10] n=142

461. S2E15 - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah): 6.12 (2.28), 6 [1-10] n=119

462. S6E07 - All About That Bass: 6.11 (2.06), 6 [1-10] n=115

463. S5E20 - Girls on Film: 6.1 (1.96), 6 [1-10] n=106

464. S4E01 - Call Me Maybe: 6.1 (2.17), 6 [1-10] n=133

465. S4E16 - The Bitch Is Back/Dress You Up: 6.08 (2), 6 [1-10] n=106

466. S6E06 - Promises, Promises: 6.08 (1.84), 6 [1-10] n=86

467. S2E13 - Sing: 6.08 (2.16), 6 [1-10] n=113

468. S4E21 - Uptight (Everything's Alright): 6.08 (1.94), 6 [1-10] n=89

469. S4E12 - Centerfold/Hot in Herre: 6.07 (2.12), 6 [1-10] n=114

470. S4E12 - A Thousand Years: 6.07 (2.11), 6 [1-10] n=115

471. S1E02 - Take a Bow: 6.07 (2.1), 6 [1-10] n=132

472. S4E05 - Born to Hand Jive: 6.06 (2.02), 6 [1-10] n=112

473. S5E20 - Glitter in the Air: 6.05 (2.34), 6 [1-10] n=85

474. S1E05 - Last Name: 6.03 (2), 6 [1-10] n=117

475. S6E06 - Arthur's Theme: 6.02 (1.87), 6 [1-10] n=94

476. S4E16 - Closer: 6.02 (2.03), 6 [1-10] n=96

477. S2E10 - Last Christmas: 6.02 (2.23), 6 [1-10] n=130

478. S1E20 - Shout It Out Loud: 6.01 (2), 6 [1-10] n=106

479. S3E07 - Jolene: 6 (2.23), 6 [1-10] n=134

480. S4E10 - Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah: 6 (2.35), 6 [1-10] n=111

481. S4E20 - At the Ballet: 6 (2.32), 6 [1-10] n=130

482. S4E22 - I Love It: 5.99 (1.91), 6 [1-10] n=110

483. S3E16 - How Deep Is Your Love: 5.98 (2.18), 6 [1-10] n=117

484. S3E09 - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town: 5.98 (2.15), 6 [1-10] n=113

485. S2E12 - Fat Bottomed Girls: 5.98 (2.2), 6 [1-10] n=135

486. S1E12 - Smile (Charlie Chaplin): 5.97 (1.97), 6 [1-10] n=110

487. S2E17 - All By Myself: 5.97 (2.32), 6 [1-10] n=108

488. S3E17 - Saving All My Love For You: 5.96 (1.93), 6 [1-10] n=109

489. S3E19 - What Makes You Beautiful: 5.96 (2.06), 6 [1-10] n=126

490. S1E01 - Mr. Cellophane: 5.94 (1.93), 6 [1-10] n=150

491. S5E18 - Wake Me Up: 5.94 (2.27), 6 [1-10] n=99

492. S3E03 - Out Here On My Own: 5.93 (2.04), 5 [1-10] n=90

493. S5E04 - Roar: 5.93 (2.31), 6 [1-10] n=104

494. S5E17 - I'm the Greatest Star: 5.92 (2.25), 6 [1-10] n=105

495. S4E01 - Never Say Never: 5.92 (2.04), 6 [1-10] n=101

496. S3E13 - Let Me Love You: 5.92 (2.06), 6 [1-10] n=97

497. S1E01 - On My Own: 5.91 (1.8), 6 [1-10] n=137

498. S3E11 - I Just Can't Stop Loving You: 5.91 (2.04), 6 [1-10] n=99

499. S1E05 - Alone: 5.91 (2.02), 6 [1-10] n=108

500. S5E14 - People: 5.9 (2.2), 5 [1-10] n=93

501. S1E12 - Smile (Lily Allen): 5.89 (2.14), 6 [1-10] n=122

502. S4E03 - Celebrity Skin: 5.87 (2.38), 6 [1-10] n=105

503. S4E21 - I Wish: 5.87 (1.81), 6 [1-10] n=82

504. S1E21 - Loser: 5.86 (2.13), 6 [1-10] n=114

505. S2E22 - Pretending: 5.86 (2.46), 6 [1-10] n=111

506. S1E16 - Home: 5.85 (2.21), 6 [1-10] n=101

507. S2E07 - Make 'Em Laugh: 5.85 (2.05), 6 [1-10] n=124

508. S6E04 - Thousand Miles: 5.84 (2.15), 6 [1-10] n=107

509. S5E06 - Honesty: 5.83 (1.94), 5 [1-10] n=89

510. S6E06 - They Long to Be Close to You: 5.83 (1.92), 6 [1-10] n=89

511. S3E18 - Cry: 5.83 (2.28), 6 [1-10] n=100

512. S3E05 - Tonight: 5.83 (2.11), 6 [1-10] n=111

513. S2E06 - One Love (People Get Ready): 5.82 (1.84), 6 [1-10] n=106

514. S1E20 - Poker Face: 5.81 (2.37), 6 [1-10] n=140

515. S2E16 - Big Ass Heart: 5.81 (2.4), 6 [1-10] n=129

516. S1E01 - Can't Fight This Feeling: 5.8 (1.96), 6 [1-10] n=134

517. S6E13 - The Winner Takes It All: 5.8 (2.17), 6 [1-10] n=104

518. S4E10 - Jingle Bell Rock: 5.8 (2.18), 6 [1-10] n=108

519. S3E03 - Fix You: 5.79 (2.45), 6 [1-10] n=128

520. S3E22 - Forever Young: 5.79 (2.14), 6 [1-10] n=108

521. S4E19 - Next to Me: 5.78 (1.86), 6 [1-10] n=93

522. S4E02 - Oops!...I Did It Again: 5.78 (2.26), 6 [1-10] n=123

523. S1E16 - One Less Bell to Answer/A House Is Not a Home: 5.77 (2.38), 6 [1-10] n=113

524. S1E04 - Taking Chances: 5.77 (2.21), 6 [1-10] n=121

525. S6E05 - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record): 5.76 (2.22), 6 [1-10] n=105

526. S5E08 - Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane): 5.75 (2.57), 6 [1-10] n=97

527. S5E02 - Something: 5.73 (2.12), 6 [1-10] n=90

528. S4E17 - Creep: 5.73 (2.29), 6 [1-10] n=114

529. S4E06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise): 5.72 (1.98), 6 [1-10] n=112

530. S6E12 - I'm His Child: 5.72 (2), 5 [1-10] n=75

531. S1E18 - One: 5.72 (2.01), 6 [1-10] n=103

532. S4E22 - To Love You More: 5.71 (2.01), 5 [1-10] n=86

533. S4E16 - I Still Believe/Super Bass: 5.69 (2.42), 6 [1-10] n=130

534. S4E09 - O Holy Night: 5.69 (2.6), 5 [1-10] n=110

535. S5E08 - Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree: 5.68 (2.39), 6 [1-10] n=92

536. S4E10 - Feliz Navidad: 5.68 (2.34), 6 [1-10] n=119

537. S5E14 - Don't Sleep in the Subway: 5.68 (1.87), 5 [1-10] n=96

538. S1E21 - Good Vibrations: 5.68 (2.1), 6 [1-10] n=111

539. S2E02 - The Only Exception: 5.66 (2.32), 6 [1-10] n=127

540. S4E06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee: 5.66 (2.08), 6 [1-10] n=118

541. S4E02 - Everytime: 5.66 (1.91), 5.5 [1-10] n=94

542. S4E11 - I Don't Know How to Love Him: 5.66 (2), 5 [1-10] n=102

543. S1E15 - Burning Up: 5.64 (1.98), 6 [1-10] n=96

544. S1E11 - Don't Make Me Over: 5.63 (2.32), 5 [1-10] n=101

545. S4E19 - Outcast: 5.63 (1.81), 6 [1-10] n=89

546. S5E16 - Let's Wait Awhile: 5.63 (1.82), 5 [1-10] n=91

547. S5E02 - Revolution: 5.62 (1.92), 6 [1-10] n=87

548. S1E14 - Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love: 5.62 (2.4), 5 [1-10] n=100

549. S6E06 - Baby It's You: 5.62 (1.72), 5 [1-10] n=81

550. S1E20 - Beth: 5.6 (2.28), 6 [1-10] n=124

551. S2E03 - I Look to You: 5.6 (2.29), 5 [1-10] n=109

552. S4E05 - Juke Box Hero: 5.59 (2.04), 6 [1-10] n=116

553. S4E14 - You're All I Need to Get By: 5.59 (1.83), 5 [2-10] n=83

554. S3E11 - Ben: 5.59 (2.38), 6 [1-10] n=129

555. S6E04 - Bitch: 5.59 (2.36), 6 [1-10] n=102

556. S1E04 - Tonight: 5.58 (1.78), 6 [1-10] n=118

557. S5E09 - Whenever I Call You Friend: 5.58 (1.8), 5 [1-10] n=76

558. S5E11 - I Love LA: 5.56 (1.8), 5 [1-9] n=91

559. S2E12 - Firework: 5.55 (2.22), 6 [1-10] n=128

560. S6E13 - Teach Your Children: 5.55 (2.02), 5 [1-10] n=86

561. S3E18 - The Music of the Night: 5.54 (2.23), 5 [1-10] n=109

562. S1E11 - Hair/Crazy In Love: 5.54 (1.99), 6 [1-10] n=126

563. S3E04 - Take Care of Yourself: 5.54 (2.37), 5 [1-10] n=95

564. S1E16 - Fire: 5.53 (1.96), 5 [1-10] n=103

565. S2E22 - As Long as You're There: 5.52 (2.58), 5 [1-10] n=88

566. S6E09 - Break Free: 5.52 (2.12), 5 [1-10] n=96

567. S4E15 - In Your Eyes: 5.51 (1.66), 5 [2-10] n=90

568. S4E18 - More Than Words: 5.51 (2.08), 5 [1-10] n=94

569. S4E19 - Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel): 5.5 (2.44), 6 [1-10] n=128

570. S4E07 - Superman: 5.49 (2.03), 5 [1-10] n=100

571. S4E15 - Unchained Melody: 5.49 (1.86), 5 [1-10] n=92

572. S1E20 - Funny Girl: 5.48 (1.93), 5 [1-10] n=109

573. S2E10 - We Need a Little Christmas: 5.46 (2.3), 5 [1-10] n=108

574. S4E09 - Being Good Isn't Good Enough: 5.46 (2.19), 5 [1-10] n=92

575. S1E01 - I Kissed a Girl: 5.46 (1.98), 5 [2-10] n=147

576. S2E10 - The Most Wonderful Day of the Year: 5.45 (2.15), 5 [1-10] n=108

577. S5E08 - Love Child: 5.44 (2.62), 6 [1-10] n=97

578. S4E19 - You Have More Friends Than You Know: 5.43 (1.95), 5 [1-10] n=103

579. S3E08 - Red Solo Cup: 5.43 (2.38), 6 [1-10] n=136

580. S5E12 - Happy: 5.42 (2.14), 5 [1-10] n=102

581. S2E07 - Nowadays/Hot Honey rag: 5.42 (2.06), 5 [1-10] n=107

582. S2E01 - What I Did for Love: 5.41 (2.26), 5 [1-10] n=104

583. S2E20 - Friday: 5.41 (2.28), 6 [1-10] n=123

584. S4E03 - A Change Would Do You Good: 5.4 (1.93), 5 [1-10] n=100

585. S4E10 - The First Noel: 5.39 (2.28), 5 [1-10] n=99

586. S3E06 - You and I/You and I: 5.39 (2.1), 5 [1-10] n=107

587. S1E02 - Gold Digger: 5.39 (2.42), 6 [1-10] n=141

588. S6E11 - Mickey: 5.37 (2.09), 5 [1-10] n=93

589. S1E18 - Pink Houses: 5.36 (2.29), 6 [1-10] n=129

590. S4E20 - Everybody Hurts: 5.36 (1.84), 5 [1-10] n=107

591. S3E13 - Home: 5.35 (1.82), 5 [1-10] n=91

592. S6E05 - My Sharona: 5.35 (2.19), 6 [1-10] n=103

593. S1E21 - It's a Man's Man's Man's World: 5.34 (2.44), 6 [1-10] n=129

594. S1E07 - No Air: 5.34 (2.26), 5 [1-10] n=132

595. S6E02 - Viva Voce: 5.34 (2.1), 5 [1-10] n=74

596. S1E02 - Push It: 5.34 (2.46), 6 [1-10] n=149

597. S5E17 - Who Are You Now: 5.33 (2.31), 5 [1-10] n=84

598. S6E06 - I'll Never Fall in Love Again: 5.33 (1.93), 5 [1-10] n=83

599. S6E01 - Uninvited: 5.31 (2.37), 5 [1-10] n=96

600. S3E20 - I Won't Give Up: 5.31 (2.17), 5 [1-10] n=93

601. S2E22 - Yeah!: 5.31 (1.94), 5 [1-10] n=94

602. S2E16 - Candles: 5.3 (2.55), 6 [1-10] n=139

603. S4E18 - Your Song: 5.3 (2.06), 5 [1-10] n=103

604. S3E02 - Somewhere: 5.29 (2.1), 5 [1-10] n=99

605. S2E05 - Planet, Schmanet, Janet: 5.28 (2.02), 5 [1-10] n=101

606. S3E12 - Don't Wanna Lose You: 5.27 (2.17), 5 [1-10] n=89

607. S3E12 - Bamboleo/Hero: 5.25 (2.09), 5 [1-10] n=108

608. S6E09 - Friday I'm in Love: 5.24 (2.15), 5 [1-10] n=98

609. S1E15 - What It Feels Like for a Girl: 5.24 (2.21), 5 [1-10] n=121

610. S3E07 - I'm the Only One: 5.23 (2.11), 5 [1-10] n=100

611. S4E09 - Something Stupid: 5.23 (2.22), 5 [1-10] n=109

612. S4E20 - You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin': 5.23 (1.5), 5 [1-10] n=88

613. S1E17 - U Can't Touch This: 5.22 (2.2), 6 [1-10] n=125

614. S1E01 - Sit Down You're Rockin the Boat: 5.21 (2), 5 [1-10] n=145

615. S2E08 - Sway: 5.21 (2.05), 5 [1-10] n=118

616. S4E22 - Rainbow Connection: 5.2 (2.07), 5 [1-10] n=85

617. S2E10 - Welcome Christmas: 5.19 (2.33), 5 [1-10] n=103

618. S5E06 - An Innocent Man: 5.19 (2.23), 5 [1-10] n=91

619. S4E15 - You're All the World to Me: 5.19 (1.48), 5 [1-10] n=81

620. S2E13 - Baby: 5.18 (2.21), 5 [1-10] n=119

621. S5E08 - Mary's Little Boy Child: 5.16 (2.64), 5 [1-10] n=92

622. S1E17 - Physical: 5.16 (2.26), 5 [1-10] n=128

623. S6E10 - The Final Countdown: 5.15 (2.14), 5 [1-10] n=99

624. S3E10 - Wedding Bell Blues (Bill): 5.15 (2.08), 5 [1-10] n=94

625. S3E18 - School's Out: 5.15 (2.03), 5 [1-10] n=116

626. S5E08 - Away in a Manger: 5.14 (2.47), 5 [1-10] n=87

627. S4E02 - Gimme More: 5.12 (2.48), 5 [1-10] n=103

628. S1E10 - Don't Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl: 5.09 (2.42), 5 [1-10] n=131

629. S5E20 - No Time At All: 5.09 (1.96), 5 [1-9] n=81

630. S5E18 - The Rose: 5.07 (2.03), 5 [1-10] n=86

631. S2E14 - My Headband: 5.05 (2.83), 5 [1-10] n=126

632. S2E15 - Afternoon Delight: 5.05 (2.36), 5 [1-10] n=128

633. S5E18 - Piece of My Heart: 5.04 (1.97), 5 [1-9] n=85

634. S6E09 - Lose My Breath: 5 (2.1), 5 [1-10] n=83

635. S5E11 - Vacation: 4.99 (1.84), 5 [1-10] n=76

636. S1E08 - I Could Have Danced All Night: 4.97 (1.81), 5 [1-9] n=124

637. S4E11 - I Only Have Eyes for You: 4.96 (2.03), 5 [1-10] n=85

638. S6E01 - Dance the Night Away: 4.92 (1.84), 5 [1-10] n=78

639. S2E10 - Merry Christmas, Darling: 4.9 (2.1), 5 [1-10] n=102

640. S6E10 - Far From Over: 4.89 (2.08), 5 [1-10] n=76

641. S1E11 - Bootylicious: 4.89 (2.11), 5 [1-10] n=118

642. S1E01 - You're the One That I Want (ver. 1): 4.89 (1.9), 5 [1-10] n=135

643. S3E09 - River: 4.88 (2.39), 5 [1-10] n=116

644. S2E22 - Still Got Tonight: 4.87 (2.19), 5 [1-10] n=93

645. S3E09 - Blue Christmas: 4.85 (2.38), 5 [1-10] n=116

646. S4E20 - Little Girls: 4.85 (1.98), 5 [1-10] n=102

647. S2E13 - I Know What Boys Like: 4.85 (2.41), 5 [1-10] n=120

648. S2E01 - Every Rose Has Its Thorn: 4.84 (1.72), 5 [1-9] n=96

649. S3E19 - Dinosaur: 4.82 (2.46), 5 [1-10] n=129

650. S3E06 - Hot for Teacher: 4.81 (2.57), 5 [1-10] n=134

651. S3E12 - Sexy and I Know It: 4.78 (2.4), 5 [1-10] n=125

652. S6E01 - Let It Go: 4.78 (2.32), 5 [1-10] n=120

653. S4E19 - Fight for Your Right (to Party): 4.75 (2.12), 5 [1-10] n=111

654. S5E17 - NYC: 4.74 (2.1), 5 [1-9] n=78

655. S3E07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun: 4.73 (2.73), 4 [1-10] n=132

656. S2E03 - Papa, Can You Hear Me?: 4.71 (2.26), 5 [1-10] n=119

657. S3E18 - The Rain in Spain: 4.69 (2.34), 5 [1-10] n=132

658. S2E16 - Only Child: 4.68 (2.81), 5 [1-10] n=121

659. S1E01 - Leaving On a Jet Plane: 4.65 (1.98), 5 [1-10] n=121

660. S2E22 - Bella Notte: 4.64 (2.06), 5 [1-10] n=109

661. S2E13 - This Little Light of Mine: 4.64 (2.22), 5 [1-10] n=96

662. S2E10 - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch: 4.63 (2.32), 5 [1-10] n=117

663. S5E10 - Danny's Song: 4.54 (1.82), 5 [1-9] n=79

664. S5E08 - O Christmas Tree: 4.52 (2.19), 5 [1-10] n=81

665. S6E04 - Whip It: 4.51 (2.3), 5 [1-10] n=103

666. S1E05 - Cabaret: 4.5 (1.94), 5 [1-10] n=105

667. S3E04 - Waiting for a Girl Like You: 4.5 (2.17), 5 [1-10] n=92

668. S5E05 - You Are Woman, I Am Man: 4.5 (2.23), 5 [1-10] n=98

669. S6E04 - Rock Lobster: 4.49 (2.2), 5 [1-10] n=101

670. S2E14 - One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer: 4.47 (2.23), 5 [1-10] n=122

671. S2E01 - Getting to Know You: 4.45 (1.82), 5 [1-10] n=94

672. S2E12 - My Funny Valentine: 4.44 (1.88), 5 [1-9] n=104

673. S1E10 - Endless Love: 4.44 (1.96), 4 [1-9] n=107

674. S2E15 - Kiss: 4.38 (2.32), 5 [1-10] n=103

675. S3E13 - You're the Top: 4.36 (2), 5 [1-10] n=96

676. S5E07 - Cheek to Cheek: 4.33 (1.76), 5 [1-8] n=85

677. S1E10 - Crush: 4.32 (2.3), 5 [1-10] n=108

678. S3E04 - Bein' Green: 4.31 (2.25), 4 [1-10] n=127

679. S1E08 - Bust A Move: 4.31 (2.41), 4 [1-10] n=132

680. S2E07 - Conjunction Junction: 4.3 (2.27), 5 [1-10] n=103

681. S1E17 - Ice Ice Baby: 4.21 (2.59), 4 [1-10] n=131

682. S2E09 - The Living Years: 4.2 (2), 5 [1-9] n=96

683. S3E13 - Chapel of Love: 4.19 (2.04), 5 [1-10] n=80

684. S1E08 - What A Girl Wants: 4.16 (1.79), 5 [1-8] n=104

685. S6E07 - Same Love: 4.15 (2.31), 5 [1-10] n=97

686. S3E01 - Big Spender: 4.08 (2.66), 4 [1-10] n=105

687. S1E21 - Tell Me Something Good: 4.04 (2.16), 4.5 [1-8] n=106

688. S2E19 - Nice to Meet You, Have I Slept with You?: 4.01 (2.17), 5 [1-10] n=86

689. S1E10 - (You're Having My Baby): 3.97 (2.26), 4 [1-10] n=135

690. S2E04 - With You I'm Born Again: 3.77 (2.52), 3 [1-10] n=109

691. S5E08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late): 3.7 (2.73), 3 [1-10] n=118

692. S4E01 - Sister Christian: 3.68 (1.98), 4 [1-8] n=79

693. S6E10 - The Trolley Song: 3.49 (1.93), 4 [1-8] n=87

694. S2E08 - Ohio: 3.46 (2.05), 3 [1-10] n=113

695. S4E11 - Baby Got Back: 3.41 (2.63), 2 [1-10] n=116

696. S4E08 - Gangnam Style: 3.26 (2.28), 3 [1-10] n=140

697. S5E07 - The Fox: 3.23 (2.67), 2 [1-10] n=125

698. S2E16 - Jesus Is My Friend: 3.03 (2.08), 2 [1-10] n=106

699. S3E12 - A Little Less Conversation: 2.94 (2.2), 2 [1-9] n=109

700. S1E03 - I Wanna Sex You Up: 2.92 (2.01), 3 [1-9] n=131

701. S5E05 - Blurred Lines: 2.66 (2.38), 2 [1-10] n=131

702. S1E08 - Thong Song: 2.23 (1.85), 1 [1-10] n=138

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I saw you Leon Kennedy w a touch starved S/O and I was wondering if you could do a Carlos Oliveira version of that? If not I'm cool with it, but I really like Carlos-

HI ANON!!!!~ Here Your Request! :D I hope you love it!~

Well Carlos is a huge Teddy bear! he love picking you up and holding you in his lap.

you love when he whisper sweet nothing in your ear and nibble your ear while you sit on his lap.

you just melt when he hugs you behind and feel safe in beefy arms.

you love to pounce Carlos from behind because you can have a piggy ride.

He Loves Laying on your lap and you petting his hair and humming a song you know by heart.

you guys love holding hands in public or just cuddle on the couch.

when in public Carlos loves putting his hand on your waist and pull you closer to him.

in general you both lovestruck couple that need each others and love each others.

118 notes • Posted 2021-07-17 04:28:13 GMT

Hi UwU

Ok so I was just rereading Leon Kennedy x Psychologist!Reader and I suddenly thought of another request if you don’t mind 😅😅😅

Can you do a Leon (+Carlos if you will) x Reader where she’s a doctor? (I was thinking like neurologist or smth like that, but an ordinary doctor will do 😉)?

HI!!!!! @ballorawan740 I hope you love the your request! ^^

DOCTOR! READER with CARLOS & LEON

Leon s. Kennedy: ________________________________________________ - when Leon was sent to medical wing, he just need to be patch up from his latest mission.

- He waited in one of medical bed that was provide in the wing. He heard the door open saw most wonderful Angel he ever seen.

- Leon said to himself, “Wow that’s most beautiful human I ever seen.”

- you just enter the room where Leon is sitting on one of the beds. you look up and see him you said hello and explain that your gotta be his doctor for today and to clean his wound and patch him up.

- When you start patching him up, you had this feeling of someone watch you and look up and see it was Leon. He was so memorize by you.

- you gave him a smile and you had small talk with him.

- Later that day you guys met up again and have couple of drinks and chat for a while and maybe sparky a new love.

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120 notes • Posted 2021-07-29 06:10:51 GMT

Can I have Leon S. Kennedy w a younger S/O headcanons please? I really love your blog, too! Keep up the good work!

Hello Anon! AWWWWWWW!!! that’s very sweet of you! ^^ I hope you love this. I am so sorry for late reply anon I had hard time writing this but it was really fun. __________________________________________________ Headcanon: older Leon s. Kennedy x Young adult Reader

- Leon is no spring chicken but he still fit for a older gentleman.

- you love to tease Leon with Pets names like Oldman or grams but you love this man with your heart.

- Leon my bit old fashion but when comes new technology he what you call boomer. you help poor man with new computers and phones he gets for missions.

- when it comes to relationships he also old fashion in that department has well, For example he will pick you up on time, not kiss you on the 1st date, and he a gentlemen after all .

- When Leon brought you flowers on your birthday he ask you if want go on a date and hope to be his lover.

- He very open-minded for a older person and wise and you look up to him and learn something new everyday. - When Leon talks about his young days has a rookie cop oh boi! your in for a treat! so grab some popcorn its story time with Leon.

- Leon Inspire you to be a better you when on mission or just hanging out with him.

- You guy just deeply in love and enjoy the rest of your life together.

132 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 08:01:10 GMT

Can I get headcanons for Carlos x Chris x Leon x Reader all dating each other? I know this is a strange ask, I think. Your amazing by the way!

Hi! @dorkyratqueen Sure! I hope you love it! AWWWW thanks! ^^

Here my Masterlist for the Headcanons! _________________________________________________

Carlos Oliveira x Reader x Leon s. Kennedy x Chris Redfield ( polyamorous relationship )

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143 notes • Posted 2021-08-26 20:52:25 GMT

Hello UwU

I hope you’re doing well

Can I request a hc for Leon Kennedy x Reader where the reader is touch starved?

@ballorawan740 hi!!!! I'm doing good!!!~ I hope you are too! :D

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177 notes • Posted 2021-07-15 03:28:18 GMT

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Here are so many amazing bottom Louis fics that were posted or completed during the month of November. We hope you enjoy this list. Happy reading!

1) Work Me Breathless | Explicit | 1678 words

Note: this is the sequel to this fic.

Louis visits Harry at work after the doctor got a new promotion. They christen his new office...

Louis leaves a little breathless.

2) Skeletons In My Closet | Not Rated | 2051 words

Basically soft core porn. Harry decided to treat Louis on Halloween.

3) Looks Like We Made It, Look How Far We’ve Come, My Baby | Teen & Up | 2161 words

Louis and Harry are going to officially move in together, they’ve chosen the house and everything is ready, they just need to wait a few months before the owner gives them the keys.

So what’s the problem, you may ask. Well, they’ve been arguing for days and Louis is honestly considering strangling his alpha with one his ridiculously ugly designer scarf. Okay, not really. But he’s going to lose it soon if they don’t stop fighting.

4) Little Devil | Explicit | 2241 words

The pair had just finished taking a round of shots when the one and only Harry Styles saunters over, clapping Niall on the back to say hello. “Louis,” he drawls out, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s raking his eyes over the smaller boy. “You know this is a costume party, right?” Louis rolls his eyes, starting to ramble on about how he is in a costume and what a nit Harry is when he gets it. Harry is saying Louis is a devil.

“And what are you supposed to be Styles? An angel, really?”

“It’s a costume Lou, ’s not supposed to be real,” he says with a smirk, sliding past Louis but stopping long enough to whisper, “I can assure you, I’m no angel baby.”

5) After the Lilo Kiss | Explicit | 2477 words

"I guess I need to show you who you belong to, hmm baby boy?" he growled in my ear while choking me with his other hand.

6) Oh So Thankful | Explicit | 3034 words

Or the one where Louis and Harry both stay at college for Thanksgiving break, and decide to spend the holiday together.

7) Tell Me What You Want (What You Need) | Mature | 3246 words

Louis didn’t plan on getting laid tonight. When he invited Harry over the day before, it was completely innocent. Just two lads hanging out. He still doesn’t plan on it, no matter how hard he’s getting as Harry’s fingernails start scraping over his nipples lightly every time they pass.

8) Calling Out For Someone To Hold Tonight | Not Rated | 3819 words

Harry’s straight. Louis isnt. They still manage to fall in love.

9) Your Love Delights My Soul | Explicit | 4186 words

"Alpha..." Louis moaned against Harry's lips, chasing the friction against his thigh.

"You are my one and only," Harry bit his jaw, "And you know it quite well. Pretty sure I remind you every night, but you have to rile me, have to make me angry. Why, Omega?"

10) Life and Death | Explicit | 4122 words

In which Louis is Life and Harry is Death.

11) When You Turn Off The Lights | Explicit | 4305 words

Gothie Louis/Normie Harry.

12) On My Mind All The Time, Say You're Mine | Explicit | 9261 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“Dude, we’re inside, and it’s night time. Those don’t look as cool as you think they do.” Louis could kick himself, he sounded so stupid, but it certainly got the guy’s attention.

It was at that unfortunate moment that he noticed several other things about this hot asshole, that he hadn’t noticed just staring from afar. First, when Louis spoke to him, his gaze was kind of unfocused behind his sunglasses, and secondly, that he had a red and white cane folded up under his arm.

“I’m… Blind,” the man chuckled, awkwardly.

Louis wanted to melt into a puddle out of pure embarrassment.

“I— am so sorry. I have to go.”

“Hey, wait, wait,” the man soothed, grabbing at Louis’ shoulders before he could get away.

“I’m sorry,” Louis repeated, looking down at his shoes.

“It’s alright,” He cackled. “I get it a lot. More than you know.”

13) Let's Break The Internet | Explicit | 9505 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here. Please note that the pairing for this fic is Louis/OMC.

The one where Louis is an Only Fans baby.

14) With the Certainty Of Tides | Mature | 13980 words

“Love you,” Louis whispered in the dark. He didn’t know what time it was or where the light had gone, he knew that he was in Harry’s arms, basking in the afterglow of all their love and he’d be a fool to not tell Harry that. As if Harry didn’t know.

“Love you,” was whispered back, as if Louis didn’t know. They confessed to each other as if it was their first time saying it, raw and painful, and listened to it the very same way, but they knew those words to be the only ones true.

With all the certainty of the tides, with all the light from the sun, with all the steady beats of their hearts, they were deftly in love, in secret and so loudly. They were brave and fearless and strong and hopelessly devoted in every sense of their breaths.

“We made it, baby,” Harry mumbled, bringing their lips into a final kiss, sweet and soft and the color of pink. They already knew that, didn’t fight tooth and nail and argued through every petty year and bleed their hearts into the words they sang and on their skin for them to have not made it home.

They were home.

15) A Moment In Time | Explicit | 14004 words

The one where Harry and Louis used to be together, until they weren’t, but with a twist of fate and a bit of magic, could this be their chance to find forever in each other’s arms?

16) I'm Still A Little Bit Yours | Mature | 14921 words

“Harry?” Louis asked to the empty apartment. "What the hell?" He sat up on the bed, his comforter pooling around his waist. The place wasn’t big enough to lose someone. Harry must have left in the middle of the night. And then he felt it. The new twinge of pain in his already bruised heart. He forcefully threw his upper body back and grunted in frustration. Then he looked over to the bedside table and noticed a note under the cup of cold chamomile tea he never got around to drinking.

He reached over and there were only two words scrawled on the otherwise blank page, “I’m sorry.”

He was so damn stupid! He curled up on his side sobbing and trembling. He covered his face with the comforter, tears soaking his pillow, as he begged his body to go back to sleep.

17) I Couldn't Face A Life Without Your Lights | Mature | 15538 words

Louis and Harry are college students who haven't been the same in the past two years.

18) Practice In Pencil, Seal It In Pen | Explicit | 16486 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry is in love with Louis but he doesn't know.

19) Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) | Not Rated | 16683 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The one where Harry wants a little more in the bedroom and has a habit of putting his foot in his mouth.

20) The Animals, The Animals | Not Rated | 16721 words

Admittedly, it’s not the first time Louis Tomlinson finds himself in handcuffs.

The difference this time is these handcuffs are attached to a year long sentence. Not just that, but a year long sentence sharing a cell with a possibly mute 19 year old with dark eyes and even darker secrets.

21) Colder Weather | Mature | 19103 words

When Harry comes around, it’s the coldest time of year. Louis, for once, just wants Harry to take him away from colder weather.

22) Across the Grey, Salty Sea | Explicit | 19968 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 212: Alex from Dunkirk and French escort/prostitute Louis who ends up in Alex’s quarters more nights than not. Alex gives him his dog tag to wear maybe just a lot of smut and dirty talk with Louis being a pretty princess.

23) Blinded By The Sparks | Explicit | 22205 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry is a scammer who drifts from casino to casino. Louis is the new waiter who wants in on the scam.

24) Rainbow Bloom | Mature | 22711 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is in denial. Louis has been in denial for far too long. Then Harry enters his life and everything changes.

25) What A Sight For Sore Eyes | Not Rated | 24216 words

Louis’ playing Danny in their uni’s production of Grease. They’re missing a Sandy, and Harry’s sort of been in love with Louis for a year.

Everything else just kind of happens.

26) MISSING | Mature | 26950 words

Louis brothers report Louis missing after they can’t get hold of him for 24hours

Harry Styles and Charlie Stone, detectives of the teenage homicide and missing persons division, are long time friends of the Tomlinson's and take the case.

27) Even The Best Laid Plans | Explicit | 25175 words

Louis wants to have sex with someone and decides Harry is the perfect alpha for the job.

28) Sunflowers, Sunshine, And You | Explicit | 28778 words

Sunshine county is small but mighty and Harry takes pride in knowing nearly each and every person that lives inside of it. For nearly eleven years now he’s been sheriff, and not one of them he’s ever regretted settling down here.

He knows the road names like the back of his hand, knows the people and the animals and the way the world works here. In all of the time he’s been here, not a thing has changed.

So, all things considered, when he starts seeing a beat up pickup truck roaming through town with plates he’s never seen before, Harry, to be frank, jumps on that like a fly on fresh dog shit.

29) Blue Songs Are Like Tattoos | Explicit | 30739 words

“Good morning, University of California, you’re listening to KALX 90.7 FM Berkeley, this is DJ Harry Styles. If the owner of the tapes I’ve been finding around the studio doesn’t come forward and introduce himself, I’m going to continue tossing them straight in the trash!”

or the DJ Harry and Rockstar Louis fic.

30) Sweet Like Honey | Explicit | 33117 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry and Louis need money and they find an unconventional solution in the form of PornHub. It’s not supposed to be a big deal.

31) When Our Worlds They Fall Apart | Explicit | 42228 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry put his hand over his heart as if Louis had wounded him. “You’re so harsh, my liege! Perhaps you need to relieve some tension…” He let his voice trail off suggestively.

“The day I ask YOU to relieve tension is the day I lose all my wits and join the Imperials,” Louis said. “It will never happen”

Prompt 325: Star Wars AU with Harry as Han Solo and Louis as Leia.

32) Somewhere In Between | Explicit | 42765 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis wakes up early. He brushes his teeth and can only stomach a piece of toast for breakfast, dressing quickly and heading for the car. He pulls into the parking lot of the Department of Dominance and Submission just as they’re unlocking the doors. It takes him all of an hour in the uncomfortable chairs to fill out the paperwork to the best and most accurate of his ability, handing it over to the receptionist as soon as he’s finished and wiping his sweaty palms on his business trousers.

There’s a high chance that within ten to fifteen business days, Louis will be matched with a dominant.

Shit.

33) Spoonful of Sugar | Explicit | 42900 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here. This fic is also a sequel to this fic.

Louis Tomlinson cares for his family above all else, a fact that’s led him on a twisted path peddling drugs to support them. Just as he’s made the decision to jump ship, Louis gets snared between the two largest crime syndicates in the city. To keep his family safe he’s forced to trust the man that failed to keep his promise two years ago, the resident drug lord he’s unknowingly been working for, Harry Styles.

34) Breakable Heaven | Explicit | 44594 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“What do you think?” Louis gets captured by Harry’s green eyes, unable to look away or even take a breath.

“I think you’re the most magnificent creature I’ve ever met.”

“You must not have met many creatures then.”

Harry’s eyes glance downward to Louis’ lips and his tongue darts out to wet his own. “None like you.”

35) You're The Habit That I Can't Break | Not Rated | 44940 words

When Louis crosses paths with a green eyed stranger in prison, he learns that some habits aren't so bad.

36) Fine Line (The Story of Us) | Not Rated | 46191 words

Walking through Harry's album Fine Line. Each chapter reflects a song off the album.

Harry knew he was a lucky guy, really he did. He knew that in the cosmic pulling of straws he had pulled the long one and basically won the lottery. With a number one debut album, millions of adoring fans, and many a celebrity praising his work Harry should feel happier. He should be skipping instead of walking, singing instead of talking, and grinning from ear to ear. Maybe he was ungrateful. Maybe he was numb to it all. Or maybe he had a big, ocean-sized crush on his best friend.

37) Tastes Like Summer, Smiles Like May | Explicit | 47519 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A cold prince, an alpha with nothing left to lose and a kingdom with a secret.

38) A Silent Whisper (That's Left Unsaid) | Explicit | 50842 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A Fake Relationship & Exes to Lovers AU ft a failed proposal ten years ago, an oblivious Harry, an overworked Louis, Zayn as the protective best friend, a meddling aunt and a lot of talks about weddings and rings.

39) Lost And Found | Explicit | 51736 words

Where Louis is just looking for his dog but finds love along the way.

40) Don't You Know That I'm a Moon in Daylight? | Explicit | 58770 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 79: Louis and Harry fell in love in the 18th century, Louis wanted Harry to convert him into a vampire, but he ended up resenting Harry for it. Fast forward to our modern days, they haven’t seen each other since then, but one day they meet again through a mutual friend. Harry was bitter for a long time, but he accepted that being angry wouldn't erase the fact that Louis was the love of his life. He wanted to court and spoil Louis like in their original time period, but Louis avoided him every time Harry tried to reconnect. Happy ending!

41) The Guesthouse | Explicit | 61951 words

Louis has a secret that could break him. With every trip to the Guesthouse, with every fuck he offers himself up for, he gets a piece of the freedom back that he's lost.

Seven nights a year he goes to the exclusive sex club; every day he fights to keep that little bit of information to himself.

And there's another thing - his unwavering and pointless obsession with his bandmate.

There's the Guesthouse, and then there's Harry, and Louis works tirelessly to keep the two apart. Soon, very soon now, he won't be able to.

42) My Friend Lost A Bet | Mature | 74965 words

The one where Louis ends up on the list of potential fake-boyfriends for Harry Styles because Stan really sucks at football bets.

43) In A Sea Of Mist | Explicit | 126725 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A Greek Mythology/Camp Half-Blood AU where Harry is lost, the road to peace is a wretched one, and somehow, through a mist of confusion and regrets, Louis seems to be the only thing that makes sense and everything Harry needs.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

You can find other monthly roundup fic rec lists here.

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