#one of the ushers tried to stop his mom from filming bows and she had to be like ‘you’re allowed to film bows and that’s my son!!’

[drygrasses]

Just realized I never posted this here. Ibn!Misto and Hank!Tugger for when I saw US Tour 6 Cats with @missing-sock-misto in Wyoming!

We were in the front row, and I was super lucky to get to meet both of them after the show and get a print signed. I don’t really have words for what an amazing day it was but I cherish the memory :’D

[allie1804-fan]

Please Assist Me (Chapter 4)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

He Said

Not long before Christmas my focus was very much on Sophia. We’d been spending lots of time together planning Christmas gifts and she was managing my social diary, helping me avoid the worst of the invites and be available  for the ones I wanted to attend. I told her that in previous years, I’d often commit to something and then find it clashed with a far preferable one that arrived just days later. She was a genius and doing the holding note so I could politely bow out if I chose to without offence.

One Friday Sophia was busy wrapping Christmas gifts at my house and I was out at a script read through. I returned after lunch and as I was pulling into the drive, Sophia nearly knocked me flying as she was reversing off it, going like a bat out of hell!  I scrambled off the bike and went to her car window to see what was going on. She was clutching the steering wheel, shaking from the shock of the near miss. She was barely making sense, but I got the gist that Miguel was in hospital after a fall and she needed to get Eva and then go there.

It clearly wasn’t safe for her to drive so I offered to drive her there. The Porsche wouldn’t do so we took her car. Before we set off, I got her to explain in proper sentences what had happened and where we needed to go. She was teary and I tried to comfort her patting her leg and squeezing  her hand before I set off as fast as I could safely.

Once we had collected Eva, Sophia sat in the back with her and the little girl told her in graphic detail how Miguel had been climbing on top of a playhouse and lost his grip, slipping down onto the ground and smacking his head backwards. There had apparently been quite a bit of blood and Miguel had been screaming. Sophia did her best to reassure her and I resolved to play the role of stoic, calm protector even though I didn’t know if I was right to be so reassuring.

Once at the hospital, I carried Eva into the ER so we would get there quicker and took control at the reception desk. We were quickly ushered into a side room where Miguel, looking pale and wan was sleeping. Miguel’s teacher informed us that they had done an x-ray and his ankle was broken – they were waiting for someone to come and  take him to have a special boot put on. In the meantime they were keeping watch over him because of the bang to his head. Standing by the bed, Sophia stroked his little hand, staring at him glassy eyed. She told me later that it was the horror of what had already happened and how much worse it could have been that sent her into shock which manifested in her knees suddenly buckling. Instinctively, I supported her, breaking her fall by throwing my arm around her waist to stop her from falling.

 She Said

It was seeing the blood matted in Miguel’s hair and realising how much worse it could have been that made my legs give way. Keanu’s arm was quick to grab me and stop me crumpling to the ground.

Then he carefully turned me to face him and took my face in his two big warm hands and held my gaze. It was as if everyone else melted away and I just focussed on him as he reassured me.

“Listen, Sophia, everything is going to be OK. Miguel is in the right place and he will be O K” he emphasised each letter, his eyes sincere and calming “OK?”

I nodded and he pulled me into his arms and held me, stroking my back, not seeming to mind me wiping my tearstained face on his t shirt”

Eventually I pulled away.

“sorry about your shirt, I got it a bit wet”

“No problem, now sit down there with Eva and you’ll be the first thing he sees when he wakes up, I’m gonna go see how long the boot is gonna be”

From then on, I felt calmer, like someone had taken the burden of worry away from me. Even though we didn’t yet know if Miguel had a concussion, Keanu’s words had soothed me and made me ‘get my shit together’. I cuddled Eva on my knee and waited for Miguel to wake which he did shortly after,  proclaiming it ‘pretty cool’ that he was in hospital and telling me how brave he had been.

“Hey little man” Keanu greeted him warmly  as he returned from making his enquiries.

“You OK? They’re gonna come soon and take you to put your ankle in a special boot soon to help it mend.”

“Cool”

Keanu grinned at me and mouthed “told you!”

I blushed and rolled my eyes knowing maybe I had overreacted a tad.

Once Miguel was discharged, we all agreed that Pizza was what we needed to round off the day and after picking some up on the way, we headed back to my place so we could get the kids in bed soon  after dinner.

The kids were excited to have Keanu there at bedtime but the trauma of the day had exhausted them and so they were out like lights moments after we shut their doors.

In the kitchen we poured some wine and cleared up together

“Keanu I can’t thank you enough for today. I really don’t know what I would have done without you, my mom is out of town and Javier’s not nearby anymore as you know so………”

“Stop! stop!,  it was no trouble … anyone would have done the same”

“Oh no they wouldn’t!”

He just shrugged and blushed a little.

He was going to head home and called his car service but it was quite late on a Friday and they couldn’t help. He said he’d get an Uber but that idea filled me with dread so I offered to put him up for the night and run him home in the morning. It was the least I could do and I had a spare room. It would be a nice way to thank him.

 He Said

That night, and the morning after Miguel’s accident that I spent with Sophia and the kids, can only be described as one of “cosy domesticity”

In the evening, after we’d decided I’d stay, we’d shared a bottle of red and chatted about how she’d manage with Miguel who would have to stay home from school until after Christmas. Then we’d just chatted about our festive plans, movies we wanted to see over the holidays and, as always, books. She remembered that she’d finished “The Brothers Karamazov” and had loved it, returning the book and wanting more Dostoyevsky recommendations. I had to confess to not having started “Normal People”, a book she’d loved and loaned to me after I’d given her the Dostoyevsky.

“I will get round to it, I promise – probably in the new year  - I’ll have more down time when I’m in San Fran. I’ve been kind of tied up lately”

Sophia raised her eye brows and I could feel the flush rising up my neck rapidly as I realised what she was thinking

“I didn’t mean!......”

“None of my business if you did mean that Boss” she teased making me chuckle.

“Well I think I’ll be back to the single life soon anyhow?”

“oh?”

“Yeah – I mean I’ll be away a lot next year filming – maybe 6 or more months and…..” my voice trailed off as I wondered how or whether to articulate to my PA why I just didn’t see my relationship with Anja going anywhere.

“And” she pushed, well she didn’t push she just left the space for me to speak

“And the connection, it’s just not there you know, much as I like her and we have so much in common…. It won’t ever be more, be enough”

I remember letting out my breath hard and Sophia ,who had been looking at her hands in her lap, suddenly looking up and smiling softly.

“Feel better to let that out?”

I nodded and squeezed her hand in thanks.

“Thanks, for listening”

“no problema” she smiled. “come on, I’ll go check your room is tidy and we can get some rest – I’m pooped”

In the morning, Sophia made pancakes with bacon and maple syrup, the best I’d had in a long time. I told the kids how I’d stayed in a hotel in Austin once and they had a machine that made pancakes in the shape of the state of Texas! Like I say, it was cosy, domestic and fun. I didn’t really want to be dropped home to my empty house but eventually that’s what happened and we returned to our usual routine until Christmas.

  @fortheloveoffanfic @kindainlovewithkeanu @omg-imagine @iworshipkeanureeves @fics-not-tragedies @ficsnroses @keanureevesisbae @penwieldingdreamer @witty-wallflower @paperplanesandwallflowers @bitchyslut99 @ladyreapermc @toomanystoriessolittletime @fanficsrusz @keanuficfiles

[bambams-wig]

action!

Pairings: E’dawn (Pentagon) x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: voyeurism?, praising, slight risk

This was inspired by the song Action! by DPR LIVE ft. GRAY and it’s a gr8 song so listen to that ;)

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You sat in the coffee shop typing on your computer writing a history paper due in a week, hoping to get a head start on things. You sipped lightly on your iced coffee and noticed a kid from your class walk in...E’dawn was it? You had worked on some projects with him but didn’t know him that well. He made eye contact with you and you quickly darted back to your screen and drank some more of your drink. You didn’t know why you had reacted like that, his aura? He was cute, you thought. He walked up to the barista and ordered, “Yes, Americano, please?” he hummed to himself and placed a finger on his chin, thoughtfully, “Extra shot, extra ice? Extra nice?” He giggled at his own joke as he handed over his money. He tucked his hands in his black sweatshirt and sat at two person table across from yours, your eyes met again, causing your face to turn a deep shade of red. You bit down on your coffee straw nervously hoping he didn’t notice. “E’dawn!” The barista quietly yelled. E’dawn walked up to the counter and grabbed his drink, flashing the man a smile. He began walking towards you and you quickly went back to typing, praying he didn’t see you staring at him like a stalker.

“Y/N, right?” He smiles at you, causing your heart to race because of it and because he remembered your name.

“Yes, and..E’dawn?” You laughed a bit, trying to clear your nervousness.

“Is this seat taken?” You shook your head vigorously, mentally cursing at yourself thinking he would notice how vigorous. “While I was seated over there, I noticed how the sun hit your nail, making it glitter. I think it’s nice.” He took a sip from his drink, completely oblivious to your swooning.

“Thank you.” You blushed another shade of red, and sipped your drink.

“You’re in my drama class right?” You nodded, “Hmm, would you like to be in my movie?” You gave him a questioning and scared look, “Oh you didn’t know about the skit due by friday?”

“No...” You facepalmed as he smiled at you, making you forget about it again.

“Well, I guess I can help you out with yours if you need it. The offer still stands.” He smirked and leaned back in his chair.

“Okay, what are you doing?” You asked, more intrigued in hanging out with him than doing work.

“It’s about a girl who falls in love with the last person she’d ever think about, she sadly thinks he has no interest in her but she couldn’t be more wrong. I know, before you say anything it is cliche but i thought of it in 10 minutes.”

You laughed at him, “I’m in.”

The sly grin creeped on his face, “I was thinking about calling Emma Watson...maybe Emma Stone, but I think you’re better.” He winked at you for a quick second and began looking out the window.

Your mind wondered whether he actually winked at you or it was your imagination. You were completely freaking out inside but sent an accidental giggle his way.

“Would you like to come to my place now or do you have something to do?” He asked looking back at you.

“I don’t have anything. I can come now.” You said shaking your head vigorously again.

He smiled and helped you pack up your stuff, carrying your book bag and things as you walked.

“You don’t have to carry all that-“ You said shyly.

“No, it’s fine. I’m a gentleman.” He said bowing a bit.

After what seemed like a long, silent walk you were walking inside an elevator to his apartment.

“I have the equipment I just need you to say a couple of lines and bam! we are done.”

You nodded in agreement and stood in front of his door, awkwardly. He smiled at you for some reason and you followed him into a room with a green screen.

“Now...can you stand there please?” He pointed to a place in front of the camera and you walked there quickly. “Great, you look stunning. I’ll have the lines up here and you can just read off the paper, it doesn’t really matter how you read them, we are getting graded for participation, after all.”

You laughed and read off the paper, “Oh, I just love you so much! And I know it’ll never be returned!” Your read in an overdramatic voice and began fake crying into your hands.

“Beautiful! Damn! I’m in tears, Y/N!! Wow The next Grammy Award winner right here!” He loudly clapped and began bowing next to you.

You grew into a fit of laughter and looked down on him, “This really is cliche...” You said with tears in your eyes.

He laughed and looked at you with his eyes crossed, “I’ll take that into consideration.” He laughed at himself and soon you joined.

After tries of reading the lines and laughter E’dawn suggested to watch a real movie and eat some pizza. He decided to watch Shrek for “some quality movie making” and of course, you complied. The movie seemed to end too quick and so did the pizza.

You yawned, “I guess it’s time for me to go home, I’ll see you tomorrow, E’dawn.”

“Please, call me Dawn.” He winked again causing your heart to burst out.

You got home and couldn’t stop thinking about him, how he called you beautiful...he noticed your nail glitter? You groaned and ended up dreaming about him too, maybe not the speakable things.

You walked into class and saw E’dawn on his laptop working on something. He looked up and you waved at him. He smiled and waved back, ushering you to sit next to him.

“Would you like to see what I’ve done with the footage we took so far?” You nodded and stuck in some headphones.

After laughing to the point of tears, you said, “The acting is freaking terrible but it’s really good editing, when did you learn to do that?”

He shrugged, “Tonight would you like for me to help you with yours?”

Your ears perked, “Yeah! Sure...just meet me after class.” He nodded and you went up to your seat.

The whole class you didn’t listen to the teacher or hear a thing your friends said to you, you just kept your eyes glued to the blonde guy sitting in the third row. You thought about the dream you had the night before and it made you squirm in your seat. The class was dismissed and you met up with E’dawn.

“So, your place or mine?” You were still caught up in your own mind, responding monotonously, “Mine is fine.”

You both walked to your house, side by side and talked about your lives, getting to know each other more.

“I love the black shirt you’re wearing, it’s my favorite color.” He said to you.

You quietly thanked him and mentally noted that black was his favorite color. You opened the door to your apartment and threw everything on the ground, in contrast to E’dawn who gently sat everything on the ground.

“So..you can choose what you would like to eat, I’ll make it and then we can record but in the meantime just make yourself at home.” You reached up in your cabinets trying to find something. Your shirt rose up a bit as you tried to get some cookies off the top shelf. E’dawn caught this and quickly darted his eyes away and helped you get the cookies. You both sat and ate them, discussing some ideas for your film.

“What about aliens attacking?”

“Or mermaids walking on land!” You snorted.

“Mermaids walking on land??” E’dawn laughed at your thought.

“Alien mermaids!” You yelled with a finger in the air.

“Yes!” E’dawn clapped and you both ran into your room with your equipment.

You hummed and stared at your room, “How about...I be an innocent girl sleeping and you be the alien mermaid and abduct me!” You said, almost jokingly.

“Why can’t I be the innocent girl!” E’dawn said jokingly. You both laughed and quickly got down to business, setting the camera in front of your bed and improvising as you went.

After E’dawn had abducted you, it was time to turn you into a mermaid, “Shall I seal this deal with a kiss?” E’dawn said jokingly but also wishing you’d accept it.

You blushed wanting him to kiss you too but not knowing whether he was acting or being for real, risking it you said, “I guess I shall.”

E’dawn went in and took in your lips. His were soft and tasted a bit minty. Your hands trailed up to his hair and stroked the little bit on his neck. One of his hands traced your jaw while the other gripped your hip. He pulled away, catching his breath, “I really hope you weren’t acting with that.” He said, half smiling.

You blushed even more than you already were and looked away, “Dont worry, I wasn’t...”

“Good, than you won’t mind if i do it again?”

You shook your head latched again to him, his hands trailed down your back and grabbed your thighs, you jumped up and wrapped your legs around him as he laid you gently on the bed. He pulled away again, “Are you sure it’s okay, Y/N? I can wait if you want.”

Your heart fluttered at his kindness, “I’m sure.”

He smiled and kissed your lips quickly and trailed his lips down your jaw and down to your collarbone. He sucked and tugged at the skin and pulled your shirt above your head quickly so that he could go back to kissing your neck. He grabbed one of your breasts and began massaging it, moving on to another part of your neck he unclasped your bra and drew it off you.

“What brand are those skinny jeans? Because as much as I love the way you look in them, I bet you’d look better with them off.”

You laughed at the sly pickup line and unbuttoned them, he took this time to take off his shirt, exposing the smooth skin underneath it all. He undid his belt and pulled off his jeans and underwear, letting them hit the ground. You stared at what sprung out of his pants for a moment, shocked (in a good way) as he walked towards you again, helping you take off your jeans and underwear. He kissed your stomach and down to your hip.

“You really are so beautiful, Y/N.” Your skin heated at his compliment.

His lips made it to your now dripping womanhood. He kissed it softly, making you breathe in quickly. His tongue slipped out and licked your bud softly. In the moment of it all your phone began ringing loudly, he looked up while you were ignoring it.

“It’s...your mom.” You groaned and answered the phone.

“Hello?” E’dawn went back to licking your clit and sucking on it. You pushed his head a bit, wanting him to wait a bit.

“Hi sweetie I just called to ask how you are.”

“I was sleeping, can I call you in the morning? Love you!”

“Oh-“ You hung up and gave E’dawn an angry look.

“You bitch.”

He tsked against you, “Good girls don’t say things like that but, I guess since you didnt moan over the phone I’ll reward you.”

You basically melted right there on the spot, one of his fingers slid in you and began pulsing at a slow pace, “So tight...” he whispered and added another finger while fastening his pace. Each time his finger miraculously curled hitting you at the spot you loved most. Your juices covered his fingers, trailing down into his hands. You moans went from soft to loud as you reached your first orgasm. Your back rose from the matress and you rode it out. E’dawn pulled out his fingers and licked them clean, which may have been the most sexiest thing you have ever seen. He led back up to your lips and kissed them softly as you caught your breath.

“Do you have any condoms?” He asked quietly.

You nodded and pointed over to the drawer next to your bed, you have never thought that they would come in handy, but here you were. He pulled one out and ripped the package, sliding it on him while he spread the precum on it. He angled himself above you, and rested on his arms so that he wasn’t crushing you.

“You sure?” He asked, sincerely.

“Yes.” You said looking in his eyes. He looked down and watched himself slide into you so easily. You groaned and lifted your head back against the pillows. His pace started out slow, letting you get used to him.

“You’re doing so well, Y/N..” He whispered in your ear making you moan softly.

“Faster..” You rasped out.

He did as you said and began to fasten his pace, soft grunts were heard from him as he went all the way in you. Your hands trailed his back, leaving soft pink marks. Each time he pushed back into you it seemed harder and harder. You clenched your eyes and wrapped your legs around him, allowing him to go even deeper.

“Dawn...I’m-“ He hummed in approval in your ear and you released all over him. Your loud moans, almost screams, turned into breathy ones as he neared his high, feeling your walls clench around him. He moaned as he came inside you and slowed his pace shortly after. He laid on top of you for a second, listening to your fast heartbeat and unsteady breath. He pulled out and took off the condom, throwing it into the trash can. He laid next to you and laid an arm around you, as you closed your eyes.

“You did great, and somehow you still look so beautiful all fucked out.” You smiled a bit him, “I know this may be a little odd to ask now but, would you maybe go to dinner with me friday night?”

“Of course” Your heart skipped several beats as he kissed your forehead. A sudden realization hit as you looked at the side of your bed. “Oh my god we never turned off the camera.”

“Well that will be fun to watch tomorrow.”