#she deserves love too... so here I am finally posting a little sneak peek!

[witchyafterdark]

I know it's been a long time since everyone introduced their MC's... but for the sake of my girl, I want to give her some duly earned love and recognition. I'll be making a formal character profile post for her soon!

But for now, I just want her to properly be on my blog. So... here she is!

My girl's name is Eulalie Wilhelmina Hawthorne 🤍 But she prefers to be called Eula.

[storiesofsvu]

Alright, it is time. Im not gonna lie to you, I’m both excited and worried about this episode. Am I more worried about the potential cringe that might happen or the fandom lashing out when they don’t get what they want? I’m honestly not sure.

So like…can we please just remember, we get what we get and fics, video edits, etc can “fix” them and make the endings that we really want. PLEASE don’t be attacking other fans or tagging actors in your posts complaining about shit, lets be polite and friends at the end…

WHY do so many show use the iphone “alarm” sound for major alarms, it honestly drives me insane

We SAW voit going back into his cell so this has got to be a nightmare sequence.

THIS is the singing shit?! Jfc guys

AND there we go with the bullet wound paget teased, now we now that isn’t an issue.

Honestly, this entire intro would have been way more powerful if we hadn’t been shown the jemily sneak peek, cause obvi it’s not whats going on if that happens later on in the ep…

Okay so… Emily either ended up at pen’s or called her up to drink and crashed on that couch and that’s how she ended up there? (obvi drunk cause of the bucket, but I still want more info lol)

Rossi needs like..sleep…and meds… him being in charge of the bau rn isn’t okay. Obvi Emily wasn’t in much better shape, and jj is like going through her own shit but it’s been YEARS of rossi saying he doesn’t want the job and jj has been the interim boss before so like, shouldn’t it just go to her? also like, rossi could/should easily take a step back, chill out, take a day of leave, this isn’t healthy. God everyone on this team needs SO much therapy…

“please im a mom, I’ve seen worse” jj is literally shifting right back into mom mode cause she knows that’s what Emily needs.

Thank GOD for tara to be able to see this, and finally be able to dig into it (hopefully lol)

UGH I FUCKING LVOE TARA SO MUCH WHY DOESN’T SHE GET THE LOVE SHE DESERVES

Like, she KNOWS dave needs help and to talk and is avoiding therapy, but doesn’t really want to open up right away so she just sits with him and lets him know that she’s there…

JJ GRABBING THE CHEETO RIGHT AWAY YESSS

Okay at least there’s explanation as to why this scene is so dark LOL

How did Emily wake up, get snacks, get drunk and get high between the time Penelope left for work and jj get to the apartment. Like, I swear it’s still before noon…. Also … homegirl is SO high…lol

Okay, so, so far I am glad that the scene/scenario was so short, like that arc of this episode is the comedic arc (so far) that keeps the ep light. Yes, it is more paget in Emily than we’re used to seeing, but also, Emily is full on losing her shit and it’s this loose, a little wild, unhinged Emily (that we saw briefly in the ep Saturday when, once again, she was intoxicated) we also at this point in the ep don’t know how/why/when she got high. And things like cbd/gummies/smaller doses are pretty regularly and readily available, correct? (I live in Canada, its all legal here so im not sure on specifications and im too lazy to google it rn lol) OBVI it would be very against fbi protocol, but again, she’s convinced she’s lost her job already… (and we all do some wild/stupid/rash things when we think we’ve lost our jobs/are on the brink of it… trust me..)

I think this is the first time we’ve gotten to see Tara use her doctorate (is that the right word lol) amongst the team and I hope we get to see a lot more of it. Like, let’s remember that she’s a dr!

Ah, okay, its legal in the district… got it. HOWEVER, she does say she uses THC to get her brain to unwind and the way it was said seems like it’s a pretty regular thing?? So like.. does that shit leave your body within 12 or less hours? Or is it fine for a fed to test positive for a lowered amount? Im not good at science so I’m gonna pretend that it’s the same as having a glass of wine or bottle after work lol…

Omg lolololol. Okay, yeah this is very fanfic of them, but I don’t really care, as if Emily got EDIBLE FUCKING CHEETOS. Like of COURSE jj would snag a few of them.. LOL.

How tf is tyler in an interrogation room….

Emily talking about how the longer in the job you lose yourself or your loved ones or more and like.. she’s literally lost all of that multiple times and has still managed to come back and be strong for herself and her team? God im fucking crying.

ALSO sobbing over jj being worried about someone from her kids high school finding the ai porn, cause fuck that somehow didn’t even cross my mind…

Man they are really pushing garvez HARD this season… and I don’t know if I want them dating or besties lol.

Ngl. I honestly am SO much less invested in the case part of these episodes than the personal/friendships… I LOVE Zach and think he’s an incredible actor and when voit is a person and not a hallucination I don’t mind him being a regular, but this whole shit with tyler? Im bored. So bored. I’m bored of this case, I want sicarius gone. S16 was good, it was one mega unsub with a mini unsub per each episode and I liked that cause it was different yet also similar to the same style of 1.0. but this is.. pushing it.

Okay thank GOD tyler didn’t actually go rogue and go in alone, jfc he’s gained some sense.

Man, all these two girls have eaten all day is chips.. they need some actual food LOL. “the ones that came before us, Gideon, hotch” lowkey hate that there has not been a single mention of elle….

 I do love that emily’s team always has her back and wants her to continue to be working with them, but iirc there was some difference to when she was gonna quit with barnes in charge, reid begged her not to leave, jj says “I’ll support you no matter what”

LOL the “I can’t drive..” “well, I can’t…” “rideshare?”

Also im sorry but they’re both SO professional once they get to work and em’s in full business casual?? Maybe more time passed than led on cause they seem pretty sober now lol.

Alright, welp, that’s it. Tonight’s ep was honestly meh. I loved some moments; I hated others and some were super boring. Overall, not the strongest that we’ve had yet this season… who knows what next week holds!

[wholesomemendes]

This is a request...Shawn gets you a kitten because you’ve begged for one since you get lonely on tour. He immediately regrets it and hates the kitten because it’s“stealing all the attention,” but when you hesitantly leave him in charge of watching it, he warms up to it—ily and your writing btw xx

Author’s Note: This is one of the most adorable things I have ever written so enjoy 3.3k of pure Shawn fluff. Also I was supposed to post this yesterday and then by the time I was back on here it was like 9pm so sorry about that, but it’s here now!

“Pleaseee, Shawn, it’s just a little kitten!”

“No, we’re not getting a kitten, they’re too much work.”

“I’ll take care of it all by myself, you don’t have to do anything! I promise,” you pleaded with him, coming to stand behind him where he was at the kitchen counter making coffee. You sneaked your hands around his body to rest on his muscular chest and squeezed his body tight with your cheek resting against his back, “Pretty pleaseee.”

“No, we don’t need a cat. There’s already two of us living in this place, we don’t need a third.” Ever since you saw the most adorable grey kittens with striking blue eyes yesterday when a friend of yours posted online that she was selling her cat’s litter, you have been obsessed with the idea of having a little bundle of fur to call you own.

“But you always say you want a baby with me, so that doesn’t make any since,” you mumbled into his back, squishing your face into his soft t-shirt.

He sighed, abandoning his cup of coffee in favor of holding your hands against his chest, “We’re not talking about a baby right now, we’re talking about your insane infatuation with these kittens.”

“I know, but if we have a baby then there will be three people living here and that completely goes against your logic. Unless, you don’t want to have a baby with me?”

“Honey, of course I want to have a baby with you, you know this,” Shawn brought your hands up to his lips leaving feather-like kisses on your skin, “But when we have a baby we’re not gonna be living here anymore and you’re gonna have a beautiful ring around that finger of yours. Therefore, my logic still applies.”

You blushed at his words, heart swelling whenever he talked about his future with you so confidently as though he spent every hour of his day thinking about it, “You gonna buy a house for us Mendes?”

“Of course, baby.” He turned around in your hold and placed his forehead on yours while his large hands took purchase upon your hips, “I’m gonna buy you that white cottage home you always talk about with the large backyard for our kids to play in and I’ll build a playset and patio so they can play while we sit and just talk about how much we love each other. Because I’ll still be reminding you every single day how lucky I am to be yours and just how much I love you.”

Your eyes began to well up with tears, smile gracing your face causing Shawn to reach up and wipe them away, “Oh Shawn, I love you so much. I want that with you more than anything in the world.”

“Then good thing it’s gonna happen,” and with that he connected his lips to yours feverishly, leading you to your shared bedroom to show you just how much he loves you.

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The stars sparkled in the night sky, backup dancers to the moon who glowed brightly through the tall windows of the bedroom. Shawn absentmindedly traced his calloused fingers up and down the bare skin of your back as you laid on his chest, relishing in the way your head moved with every breath he took. The room was filled with a comforting silence, only the light breaths coming from the two of you breaking it, and you let your mind wander to how fortunate you were to be able to spend time with your lover before you had to share him with the world, “I still want a kitten.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Shawn groaned, throwing an arm over his face, “I thought you were over this.”

“Of course I’m not over this, I want a kitten.” You leaned your body up to be level with his face, pulling at the arm over his eyes, “Look at me.”

Rolling his eyes, he looked down to be met with your cutest puppy dog eyes he knew he couldn’t resist, “Stop looking at me like that you crazy cat lady. We’re not getting a kitten.”

“You can’t call me a crazy cat lady if you won’t let me get any cats,” you laid back on his chest, nuzzling into his neck as you left soft kisses on his warm skin, “Please bubs, it’s just a kitten. I need one, you’re not gonna be around forever.”

“What are you talking about? Are you planning to kill me off or something?”

“No, not yet at least,” you mumbled, earning a light hearted pinch to your side causing you to squeal at his actions. He kissed your lips through the giggles not being able to get a proper kiss from the smile erupting on his face. You sighed, tracing along the curves of his chest once you pulled back, “I know we don’t like to talk about it, but you’re leaving soon. And then you’re gonna leave again and again and again, whether it’s another tour, promo shoots, interviews, whatever...” Shawn’s heart broke at your words. He always hated leaving you behind, but you always assured him you were perfectly fine when your job prevented you from leaving, constantly telling him how proud you were before he left. He knew it wasn’t the ideal situation to be in and he always felt as though you deserved someone better that could be with you all the time even though you told him time after time again that you didn’t deserve to have someone as perfect as him. You noticed his sudden change in demeanor at your words and you were quick to reassure him, “No bubs, I didn’t mean that in a bad way or anything! You know I’m so proud of you and I would never ever want you to stop all of the touring because it puts the brightest, most adorable smile on your face. Whatever makes you happy makes my heart soar baby I promise. I’m just saying that sometimes when I’m missing you an extra lot, it would be nice to have someone be a stand in cuddle buddy, someone that could hang around the condo with me.”

Shawn sighed in defeat, caressing your skin as he thought about your reasoning, “I’ll think about it.”

You let out a noise of excitement, pressing a loving kiss to his jaw before cuddling back into his arms again.

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“Ok little guy, you’ve got to cooperate with me on this one.” Shawn let out a groan of annoyance as the grey little kitten escaped his grasp once again before he could put the lid on the box. You were due to come home from work any minute now and he couldn’t even imagine how much you would tease him if you saw him running around with his long limbs trying to catch the little ball of fur. Finally managing to pick him up, Shawn placed him carefully into the large gift box with a red bow on top, ensuring that none of the air holes he had poked into the lid were covered.

“Bubba, I’m home!” The sound of your voice snapped Shawn out of his thoughts and he took a deep breath before sitting on the bed with the box on his lap, “Ok buddy it’s go time.”

“Shawn, are you home?”

“In the bedroom honey!” he called out, fidgeting on the edge of the bed as he anxiously waited for your head to peek through the door.

“Hey bubs, how was your-” you gasped in surprise when you saw your beautiful boyfriend sitting patiently with a nervous smile on his face, a mysterious box in his hands-”day.”

“Hey baby, it was good, how was yours?”

“It was good, it was good,” you mumbled walking closer to him apprehensively, “What’s in the box?”

“Oh this?” he feigned innocence, looking at the box with furrowed brows as though he wasn’t holding the crown for guiltiest looking man alive right now, “It’s nothing, just something I thought you would like.”

“You got that for me?”

“Of course I did,” he pulled at your hand to have you sit next to him on the bed, keeping one hand steady on the box, “Why don’t you open it?”

Hesitantly, you grasped the lid on the box, lifting it up carefully before dropping it on the ground, hands covering your face in pure joy, “You didn’t.”

“I did, baby. Don’t you want to hold him?”

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” you breathed out as you picked up the adorable creature that was sitting so patiently inside of the box. Tears of joy began to fall from your eyes when you held it to your chest, your whole body filled with so much happiness you didn’t know what to do.

“Awe honey, don’t cry,” Shawn cooed, wrapping his large arms around you as you held the kitten as tight as you could without hurting it.

“I can’t help it I’m so happy,” you cried out leaning into Shawn’s touch, “I thought you said we couldn’t get one.”

“Yeah well, I thought about it a little more and changed my mind after realizing how happy it would make you.”

“I’m so so happy right now thank you, thank you!” You turned your head to meet his lips in a salty kiss that he immediately returned.

“You’re so very welcome baby. What are you gonna name him?”

“What about Oliver? We could call him Ollie for short?”

“Sounds perfect to me. Welcome home Ollie.”

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Shawn stared at his tired face in the bathroom mirror as he brushed his teeth, wanting nothing more than to climb into bed and cuddle his gorgeous girlfriend all night long. It had been a long day at the studio prepping for tour and recording some last minute songs causing him to feel completely spent and worn out. Spitting out the toothpaste, he finished up his routine before finally shutting off the light and making his way to bed. His movements stopped at the edge of the bed when he found you laid on your back, eyes closed with Oliver laying on your chest, gentle purrs coming from his throat. Shawn rolled his eyes, pulling up the covers to move next to you, attempting to move the sleepy kitten from your chest so he could cuddle up to you instead.

“What are you doing?” you mumbled groggily at the feeling of your beloved kitten moving, keeping your eyes shut while managing to bring your arms tighter around him.

“Just trying to get some cuddles, feel like I haven’t held my girl in so long.” Shawn tried to gently pry the kitten from your hands, earning a sound of protest to escape your lips while your eyes opened slowly.

“Get your hands away from the cat, Mendes.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he groaned, “I’m leaving for tour next week and you’re telling me you’d rather cuddle with that thing?”

“That thing? Excuse me this is the most adorable creature in the entire world. Besides it’s just a kitten, it needs love.”

“I need love, too!” your boyfriend whined, wrapping an arm around your waist and shoving his face into your neck in an attempt to hold you in some way, “Can’t believe you’re giving all my love away to a cat.”

“I still love you, stupid, but Oliver is still getting adjusted to us, he needs a little extra love.”

“No, I need extra love! I’m leaving for tour for 3 months and I’m gonna miss you, why don’t I get extra love?” he pouted, looking up at you through his thick lashes. Ever since he got you that kitten 2 weeks ago you’ve been completely attached to it, wanting to spend every second you could with it. Shawn couldn’t help but feel left out when he came home to the two of you cuddling on the couch or when you played with Oliver on the living room floor instead of hanging out with him while he was writing songs in his at home studio. He didn’t know if it was the lack of attention he was suddenly getting or the fact that tour was coming up so soon, but he became jealous of that grey little furball for taking away all his time with his girl.

“Bubs...”

“No, you know what, I didn’t want to cuddle with you anyways.” He released your waist, turning around and rolling towards the edge of his side of the bed, cuddling up to his pillow, “I hate that cat.” His words were muffled into the pillow, but the gasp that left your lips was enough to tell him that you had heard,

“Take that back!”

“No I won’t take it back. I never would have gotten you that cat if I knew you were going to completely ignore me because of it. He’s stealing all of the attention.” Shawn rolled onto his back and from the side of his face you could clearly see the sadness in his eyes even in the dark room. You knew how hard it was for him to leave you and how tiring studio days had been recently and you immediately felt guilty over how much you had been focused on Oliver. Delicately moving the kitten from your chest to the blankets next to you, you scooched closer to Shawn, pressing light kisses to his shoulder.

“I’m sorry baby, I love you so much, I never meant for you to feel this way,” you told him between the kisses you left behind, “Do you wanna hold me and be the big spoon?” You knew on hard days his favorite thing to do was to just hold you tight to him, wanting to keep you close in his hold.

“Please,” he looked at you with hopeful eyes and you turned over to your side of the bed allowing him to wrap you up in his arms and completely take over your body with his tall form. Pulling Oliver into your arms, the three of you fell asleep peacefully with content and full hearts, a loving warmth being passed between your close bodies.

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“It’ll only be a couple hours Shawn, why can’t you just watch him?” Your friends had finally planned a day to go out to lunch together that worked with all of your hectic schedules and you weren’t going to give it up all because your boyfriend was acting like a baby. All you had asked him to do was watch Oliver for a couple hours, but by the way he was acting you would think you asked him to watch a ticking time bomb before it exploded.

“I don’t understand why we can’t just call your mom or something. I’m not cut out for this!” This would be the first time Shawn was left alone with the kitten in question, for when both of you were at work, your mom had been coming over for a couple hours a day until it got used to being alone for a majority of the day.

“Shawn it’s a cat, you just have to play with it and make sure it only does its business inside the litter box. I filled up his food and water so you just have to watch him.”

“But-”

“No buts, I’m going. I’ll text you when I’m on the way back ok? I love you,” you grabbed your purse off the counter while he mumbled an I love you too with some other complaints from behind you. “Oh and Shawn?” his head perked up when you turned back to face him before you walked out the door, “Don’t kill the cat.”

He let out a sigh of defeat once the door closed behind you, staring down at the grey kitten that was sitting at his feet staring back at him, “What are you looking at?” Oliver stayed silent, but Shawn didn’t know what he was honestly expecting the cat to do. He picked him up in his arms, cradling the kitten close to his chest while he made his way towards the couch, “Come on buddy, let me introduce you to hockey.”

For the first half hour everything was fine, Shawn was seated on one end of the couch with Oliver on the other end, the little kitten doing nothing but staring back at him which caused Shawn some discomfort to a degree. “Why do you keep staring at me like that?” “You have no right to be judging me. Not only do you have a human name as a cat, but you also lick your own butthole.” It was after that half hour though that Oliver began to grow tiresome of watching a popstar stare at guys in jerseys skating across the ice and decided to hop down from the couch to find something more entertaining to do.

“Wait, Ollie where are you going?” Shawn panicked, he was finally getting comfortable with the whole just let the cat watch you thing but now that he was starting to move around, Shawn was absolutely clueless. “Um, um,” his eyes fell on the little ball of fluff on a string that you had on the coffee table and he immediately grabbed it, shaking it towards the kitten. “Ollie, Ollie!” He snapped his fingers, gaining the cat’s attention which immediately went to the moving toy in front of him. “Yeah that’s a good boy, come and get it!”

Oliver pounced at the toy causing a laugh to escape Shawn’s mouth as he moved the toy out of his reach. “Come on Ollie, you’ve got it,” he cooed, turning his once deep voice into the baby one he refused to admit he used on all of his baby cousins. Minutes passed and Shawn hardly noticed how much time had passed because he was too focused on how cute Oliver looked as he chased after this simple ball of fluff. The smile never left his face once Oliver successfully caught the toy again before abandoning it in favor of jumping on the couch next to Shawn. He curled up in his lap, tired out from all of the playing, “You tired buddy? Me too, I could really go for a nap right now.” Laying flat on the couch, he maneuvered the kitten until it was resting peacefully on his chest like he has seen you do a million times before, allowing himself to fall into a light sleep with the comforting warmth of Oliver weighing on his body.

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Two hours later you arrived home with a wide smile on your face from all of the fun you had with your friends catching up with one another’s lives. “Shawn, baby, I’m home.” The last thing you expected to find was your boyfriend’s tall, lanky figure stretched out along the couch with a mini kitten curled up to his chest. A content smile graced Shawn’s face, making your heart melt as you approached your two favorite boys. Brushing the curls off of his forehead carefully, you placed a light kiss on his skin before heading towards the kitchen to take care of some dishes you had left from this morning. “Wait don’t go,” Shawn whispered causing you to turn around and return to your place next to him, “Come cuddle with us.”

“I’d never pass up a chance for cuddles.” You gently laid your body on his chest, the little kitten pressed up against your cheek with purrs vibrating through his chest at the love he was getting. As the three of you closed your eyes again, you knew that the little kitten Shawn claimed to hate had managed to completely melt his big heart.

[ohstardust]

Stubborn Love

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Summary: “You’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU. Inspired by this post. Words: 1.1k A/N: I’ve barely been able to write in months but suddenly I was stuck with the inspiration to write this after leaving my Beck fic unfinished again for the evening. Apologies for any mistakes, I’m barely awake.

Please let me know what you think, and as always, reblogs are acts of kindess. Title: Stubborn Love by The Lumineers

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Bucky hadn’t expected the kitchen light to be glowing at 1am as he trudged through the hallway to grab a glass of water. He’d been finishing up his essay notes ahead of taking the plunge and making a start on it in the morning, and all he wanted was a drink, a snack and an episode of The Office to unwind with. He knew full well he’d be wide awake if he contemplated trying to sleep when he was still so wired on swirling thoughts, and ideas, for what he wanted to say and highlight in his assignment.

He stretched as he let out a small yawn and scratched his tummy. That was odd, the light was still on, books and paper and an assortment of pens and highlighters were scattered across the breakfast island but there was no one in sight. With a sigh and the shake of his head, he pulled a glass out of the cupboard and ran the cold water until is was cool enough to drink.

Soft footsteps padded through the apartment and into the kitchen, a small squeak escaped his roommate and he glanced up, eyes apologetic.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, just wanted this,” he raised his glass and smiled sheepishly.

“Don’t worry, sorry Buck, I didn’t realise you were still up, I guess I got a bit carried away in here.” She took her seat back at her makeshift desk and tried to make some sense of the documents laid out before her. Bucky wasn’t sure how long she’d been there, he remembered seeing her there sometime after dinner but that had been hours ago, he didn’t know how she was still functioning, especially because she hadn’t eaten with him and their other two flatmates.

“Have you um- have you eaten anything? Do you want a drink?” He offered, feeling concerned for his friend, the dark circles under her eyes looking more prominent than ever, and her soft and usually fresh looking face, looked exhausted.

“I think I ate - actually no, I completely forgot to eat. I’ve been so busy trying to cram for my final exam on Tuesday. I lost track of all time.”

“Will loaded nachos do the trick for you? And a juice? I know soda’ll upset your tummy this late at night, and I flat out refuse to give you coffee at this hour,” her eyes widened and she pouted at the idea of her coffee being withheld, “sweetheart it’s for your own good, you need to sleep sometime tonight.”

She sighed, he was right, he was always right, he knew just what she needed and he knew her tells like the back of his hand, maybe that’s what living together and being friends for four years taught you, “Sure, nachos and juice sound amazing, thanks Bucky.”

His chest tightened and his stomach fluttered at the sleepy smile she gave him, her head propped up on her palm and her hair all disheveled, no doubt from her stress and concentration, fingers raking through it as he’d seen so often before.

Bucky couldn’t refrain from sneaking glances at her every so often as he busied himself with making food, her tongue peeking out as she highlighted passage after passage, different coloured sticky notes pinpointing different aspects and topics to make the revision easier for her. Every other minute she’d yawn wide and slink further into her oversized hooded sweatshirt.

“C’mon, at least eat some of this before you fall asleep on the counter top.” Bucky placed a plate in front of her, piled high with tortilla chips and cheese and toppings and returned a moment later with a tall glass of orange juice. He grabbed a stool from beside her and set it directly opposite her on the other side of the counter.

He watched as she plucked a few chips from the plate, the cheese stringy and splitting off, but quickly diverted his gaze when she put the food in her mouth. He was always toeing on the edge of fear when it came to her, always worried that he was watching too much, too eager, too interested. She grinned and groaned a little, “Bucky Barnes, you’re my hero.”

Bucky could have died right there and then but he shook it off, content with her being content, and snatched a few chips for himself before he said something stupid or overstepped.

She pulled one knee up and rested her foot on the stool, constantly trying to find a new position to be comfortable in for a few minutes as she read another paragraph or two. Her bobbled and faded flannel pyjama pants were a comfort to her and she absentmindedly ran her fingers over the material.

“I don’t know why I’m so nervous for this exam, I know all of this, I’ve worked hard, I’ve studied hard for four years, I should be calm about this.”

“It’s your final, it makes sense to be nervous, it’d be weird if you weren’t. But you’ll do amazing, you know you’ll ace it, you’re you.”

“I guess. You’ve always had so much faith in me. Don’t know what I did to deserve it.”

“Like I said, you’re you.”

She lifted her head and once again rested her head on her hand to look over at him, eyes scanning his messy, fluffy hair, soft yet piercing eyes, his favourite shirt that had so many holes in it it couldn’t even be classed as vintage anymore. Her breath caught as she caught his unwavering gaze, the intensity and kindness, like a magnetic pull that drew her to him and vice versa. The late night-early morning, sleep deprived haze heightened every look, sound, intake of breath, brush of fingers, like nothing around them existed, just the two of them inhabiting this bubble.

“And you, you’re you too Bucky, my favourite you.”

He huffed out a laugh and rubbed his palm over his face to shake him from the moment, “I think you need some sleep.”

“You too,” she let out a massive yawn, the motion taking over he whole face and she chuckled softly, “think we can cuddle tonight?”

“Am I supposed to pretend it didn’t happen tomorrow?”

“No, I want it to happen again tomorrow. And the day after that.”

“Can’t argue with that, c’mon, let’s get you to bed darlin’.” He gathered up all of her mess into a neat pile and pushed it to the side out of the way, depositing their left over plate into the sink and wrapped his arm around her exhausted body, leading it towards his room and flipping the light off as they went.

Under the cosy blankets and wrapped around each other - Bucky feeling light and giddy yet unsure if this meant what he thought, or hoped, it meant - in a tiny exhausted voice, he barely heard her say, ”wanna cuddle with you forever Bucky Barnes.”

Bucky let out a long exhale and grinned into her hair, “Me too, sweetheart, me too.”

[pansexualseaanimals]

Chapter 9 Sneak Peeks ‘Cause You Deserve It

Hey guess what? I’m still alive! I haven’t been writing for a while because these past few chapters have kind of been making me face things about my own life that I hadn’t given due time to address and manage (especially Pyxis and Rory’s thoughts on how parents can “love you but not want you”, and stuff said by multiple people in chapter 9, the one I’m still writing) so I kinda just dealt with those thoughts and came to conclusions and stuff in my own mind while I endlessly binged anime and video games. Not that I don’t normally do that, mind you, but I did it a lot more and not much else.

Luckily, I live in a wonderful gorgeous apartment in my favorite town I’ve ever lived in (the only town I’ve ever called home, in fact! At least, in this world!) and it’s super comfortable and I live with my best friend who is way too good of a roommate if I must be frank - I’d rather be Columbia, honestly - and life has been relatively super good, so like. Don’t worry! I’m so happy in my life the way it is! I’m back home in the Midwest, surrounded by beauty and friends who’ve helped me out more than I could ever ask (but I did, let’s not lie lol) and... I still have depression and I’m working on that and planning on getting a doctor soon, but... I’m starting new good habits, getting into things I’ve been wanting to try, and yeah... I’m rambling at this point so I’ll make the rest quick.

I wanted to give sneak peeks because it’s been SO LONG and I don’t know how many people really actually read this thing? Like, “I’m excited that there’s a new chapter” kind of peeps? But no matter how few there are, you guys all deserve something nice, and this was all I could think of. Instead of just posting one scene, I’ll post a few clips from a bunch of scenes. Everything is subject to change as I keep writing, so it might not match the finished product, but... That just means you guys are extra-special! Heehee! ^__^ 

Excerpts are below the read-more cut. Hope it’s enjoyable! 

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"Oh, I've got twenty-five coins for the sea show clanking in the backseat, whoa-oh. I've got thirty-two seashells lined up in a row..." Caurel happily sang as she covered the turquoise side in pink, pausing and hiding in a corner when she noticed Zebra rising out of the spawn pool. The younger Inkling, hesitant, flung her brush wildly to cover the pink ink and swam forward, repeating the process every few feet. When she dropped down to the valley, she triggered another Ink Mine, this time getting away just quickly enough.

  "Not falling for that again," they sighed... right before Caurel popped out of her corner and slashed her brush at her, sending her floating right back to the spawn point. Unable to keep from giggling, Caurel re-inked the entrance ramp and climbed up to the higher level, brushing quickly down the alley as Zebra respawned again.

  "And I'll swim, swim, swim, to my darling Martha... And let her lay me down in the bay where the warm winds blow~"

  "Are we singing the same song?" Penny shouted from the audience, loud enough to be heard over the stage music.

"'Martha's Bay' by the Seagulls?" Caurel shouted back for confirmation.

"I knew it! Ahhh, I love you!"

"I love you, too, Butterfly!"

"Boooo!" Rocky shouted as he took out Thresher. "Get a room!"

  "But their love for each other is like our love," Ankyr said with a wink.

"You really are a sea turtle."

  "Hey, only Pyxis can call me-" SPLASH! Ankyr fell prey to Bonnet's Heavy Splatling.

"FOR ANKYR!" Rocky jumped up and flung his roller down before rolling toward Bonnet - and getting caught in a freshly thrown Splash Wall.

  "I love it when he does that," Tiger squeaked.

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"What took you so long? Why did you trade Ankyr for these randos?"

"Rocky," Caurel sighed. "They're the friends we were supposed to meet today, remember?"

"Oh..."

"Guys, this is Rocky, our squad's leader," Pyxis laughed.

  "Nice to meet you," Carina said, stepping forward to shake Rocky's hand. "Don't worry, my 'boyfriend' will be back soon."

  "'BOYFRIEND'?" The entire crowd turned their attention to the charismatic newcomer.

  "It's just an inside joke," Pyxis hastily assured them. "You'd just have to be there."

"Yeah, he kind of saved me a lot of hassle," Carina shrugged.

  "My Sunshine has inside jokes with people I don't know," Moises thought out loud. "Not sure how I feel about this..."

"Well, you know us now," Hans piped up. "She's Carina, I'm Hans, this here is Shera, and the rude guy is Cygnus."

"I haven't said anything rude yet!"

"We all know you will," Shera said as she scooched over to Abbey. "So, what's your name?"

"I'm aromantic," Abbey said between sips of coffee. Their friends howled with laughter in the background.

"Aw, that's too bad... Are you... asexual, too?"

"They're not sex-repulsed, if that's what you mean," Pyxis jumped in. "That's not what asexual means, though."

"Sweet little Pyxis," Cygnus chuckled, patting his friend on the head. "Always here to educate her friends."

"...You mean their friends," Rocky corrected.

  "What? No. You too? Are all Squids okay with the whole fluid-gender thing?"

"You didn't even last five minutes," Hans sighed, covering his face with his palm.

  "Look, she was born with lady-parts, am I wrong or am I right?"

"Here's what I know," Rocky began slowly, stepping closer to the Octoling and staring him in the eye. "This particular group of friends respects what people choose to call themselves. When you're with us, you refer to Pyxis as they/them. If you can't handle that, you can swim back home."

"ROCKY!" Caurel grabbed her brother's arm and yanked him down to sit beside her. "They're our guests!"

"And Pyxis is family," he bit back. "Which is more important to you?"

"Wow, they really worship you around here," Cygnus laughed, turning to leave. "Do they even really know you? Your history? What have you been telling them?"

"Cygnus, get back here and act your age," Carina commanded.

"No thanks, Your Majesty."

  The crowd was hushed for some time, the noises of the audience around them and the battle down below, permeating their silent space.

  "Sorry about that," Carina finally spoke up. "I told him to behave himself. But he's... how do you say... stuck in his ways."

"He's only twenty-two," Shera rolled her eyes. "He's just a stubborn pufferfish."

"You okay, honey?" Hans asked Pyxis, who was too busy processing their own thoughts to realize they should answer.

"...I'm family?"

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And now, here’s Shera going goo-goo over more Inklings

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“Vanilla? Is that a brand, or...?"

"Oh no, I just mean, the original one."

"So... Vanilla means original?"

"The basic form of something, yes. Regular. It's just slang."

"Who's the person with the gatling?"

"Ah, that's Pixie with the Zink Mini Splatling. Disruptor and Bubbler."

"Pixie..." Shera turned to where Pyxis was seated. "PIXIE!"

  "Yes?"

"I can never call you Pixie again! That's the name of my new future wife!" Ecto and Thresher couldn't help but laugh.

"...Glad to hear it?"

"She's actually dating Ty right now," Tandy pointed out. "Sorry, you'll have to look elsewhere."

"Darn."

"Great Overseer," Carina sighed. "Why are you so thirsty today?"

"I dunno, Queenie," Shera shrugged and shook her head. "Look. I had no idea Squidlings could be so attractive, okay?"

"I mean, she's not wrong," Hans laughed. "The first time I saw Ankyr..."

"YOU CAN DO IT, GUYS!" Pyxis suddenly stood up and cheered as loud as they could.

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And now for some good parents! Specifically, Ecto’s dads. Well, one of them. The other is busy playing Pokémon with Caurel and co. in the living room at this moment. They haven’t been mentioned much so far, but they’re great friends with the Waters (Waters’? Waterss?) ever since all the families met, and Rocky and Caurel hang out with them a lot.

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"That's because you can look back on the past, apply your knowledge of the present, and cook up a better future for yourself. A new happiness. Again, one that won't last forever. And maybe it's not perfect. Maybe you burn your tongue. Maybe you let it go cold without realizing. But there'll always be more soup."

"You just have an answer for everything, don't you?" Rocky scoffed, throwing more tomatoes into the pot.

  "Not quite. There's one thing I've always wondered."

"The secret of life?"

"Nah, figured that out in college."

"What? No. Shut up." The two shared a laugh. Mister Plasma reduced the burner's heat and placed a lid on the pot, before turning to Rocky.

  "Back when you were in Coral Reef's boat... Why didn't you say anything?"

  "Well..." Rocky took a moment to continue. "Figured there wasn't any point, I guess. Can't help it if the person you have a crush on is gay. Like, if Pop was het, you wouldn't have the love of your life."

"Well I'm glad that's not the case," he said with a short laugh, before frowning and patting Rocky on the head. "Sorry, hon."

"It's fine. That's one of those 'just move on' parts in life. So I did."

"Ah..."

"Happened with Ankyr, too. But that was back when we were super tiny. Like.. That's a different kind of love. Baby love, I guess. But then again, we thought Ankyr was a girl back then. That was easier to move on from."

  "You just can't catch a break," Dad laughed. "Anyone on your mind these days?" Rocky thought a while before answering.

"I... Not really. I don't know, Oji. Guess I'm kind of giving up for now. I just wanna cook and take care of the ocean. Those are my loves. Well, I'll never get tired of Turf War either. I guess... that's it."

"And that's A-okay," the adult Inkling nodded, before yelling "COME AND GET IT!" There was a multitude of shuffling sounds from the living room as the young adults made their way to the kitchen. "Come see us any time," he said again. "We'll always be here for you."

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And that’s all I have for you here today, I wanna stop myself before I give away more than I might have given away... But yeah, working on that slowly but surely now. I was already about halfway-ish done with the chapter before I fell off, I think? Depends if I think of adding any more scenes than what’s already planned. So, look forward to that soon! Catch you on the flip side~

P.S.: As a reminder, this is the second-to-last chapter I’m writing; after 10 is over, we’ll be moving on to the second book in the series, which will hopefully have much better pacing and will definitely be a lot different, but still be about the lives of Pyxis, Ankyr, and their loved ones - that will never change. Some of your favorite characters might not be around as much in book 2, some might get a spotlight where they hadn’t before, and of course we’ll meet lots of new friends, and you’ll just have to decide what you think of each of them. :3 But I hope you have fun. Regardless of anything, thanks for reading. If you’ve read any of Look Alive, Sunshine, you have my Heart Containers, and my eternal gratitude. Please let me know what you think, if you’ve got the time. Love & hugs!

[misssunflowersandsangria]

Work in Progress Wednesday

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Hello all!  I’ve been feeling...well I’m not too sure honestly.  Writing has been a little weird these last few months weeks so I wanted to use this just as a way to motivate myself a little with what I’ve already come up with and hopefully, it will push me to write/finish some of those WIPs.  Be gentle these are still really rough ... and if I do get around to writing them I might change some stuff around...

There are so many different stories that I’ve started that I might never finish so I wanted them to live somewhere.  

There’s a few ShikaTema, SaiIno and one ChoKarui (also some starts to my Lemonade Series so be aware of titles/notes)

**I’ll update this as new ideas come about.  They will appear first in the post. 

Previews after the cut. 

Knots (Part 3 of “Ties that Bind Series”- ShikaTema, Suna Sibs)

“I’m worried, she’s really sick.”

“Maybe it's like ya know.  That time of the month.”  Kankuro’s voice dropped to a whisper. 

“You idiot.  You absolute moron.”  Temari's voice shot back through the layers of blankets. 

“I think she's okay.”

“Temari, are you okay?”  Gaara asked carefully.  

She nodded her head.  “I’m fine.  Everything is just fine.  Why do you ask?”

“Well you’ve been locked in your room for days now.  You haven’t snapped at anyone or called me stupid.  We’re getting concerned.”

She sighed, taking a deep breath seeing the worry clear in their eyes.

“Shikamaru proposed.”

Their expressions brightened.   “Temari! That’s great, congratulations!”

“We should be celebrating.”  Kankurou stared at his sister curiously.  Gaara was right.  Something was wrong.  “Why isn’t Nara here?”

“I couldn’t say yes.”

Their eyes shot wide open. “Temari?”

“Shikamaru needs to be in Konoha and I couldn’t leave you two and Suna.  Who am I if i’m not Temari of the Desert?”  She knew that she made the right decision.  She couldn’t just leave her brothers and Suna because of something as trivial as love right?  This was the right thing to do.  She assured herself but then why did her heart feel like it was tied up in knots?

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Candles (SaiIno-One Shot)

The concept of birthdays had always been foreign to Sai.  He’d never learned the actual date of his birth and never realized that such days were cause for celebration.  So much of his past and the circumstances by which he’d become part of the Root were shrouded in darkness.  The one person that could tell him when his actual birthday was, was dead.

 There were little events that were celebrated in the Foundation.  Completion of missions, not dying on said missions were the two events in which he could remember “celebrating.”  Other than that there was little else that would be cause for celebration.

Once he started becoming more a part of the village he learned early on that birthdays were actually important milestones.  Whether they were small, intimate gatherings of close family and friends or large, elaborate events, birthdays were something to celebrate.  They were time markers and allowed the celebrant to reflect on all their past experiences and look forward to all the wonderful experiences that lie ahead.  Perhaps that was why birthdays were never celebrated.  No one in the Root had a clear memory of their past.  Each mission could be life or death so it was foolish to believe that there was a future to look forward to.  

Still, as he began to settle actual roots, and the path in which he wanted to walk a birthday seemed like an important element to have.  Everyone had a birthday, he deserved one too.  The actual date though was to be determined.  There were few actual dates that held any value so selecting a random one out of the year was difficult.  It also seemed strange to arbitrarily pick a date as well. 

“Ino?  I have a request.”

“Of course Sai, anything.”

“Would you mind sharing your birthday with me?”

“What?”

“I don’t know when my actual birthday is.  Such things weren’t considered important.  One day I’d like to find out but for now if you don’t mind I’d like to share my birthday with you.  It’s not something that we need to announce or even really recognize but I’d like to have a date, a number that I can put down.  I feel like the day I met you I was reborn in a sense.  That my real life started.  I can  understand if you don’t-”

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Stolen (Multi Chap AU ShikaTema ):

Shikamaru watched her closely and saw the shift in her eyes.  Where she’d been terrified initially he noticed a kind of calm and peace.  He released the shadow binds around her wrists but sent more to surround her creating a maze of shadows and lines. 

“Don’t fear the shadows Temari.  Learn to dance amongst them.”

Temari with focused eyes and a determined spirit moved gracefully between the lines.  She landed in pockets of light and moved swiftly before she could become trapped.  He watched on enchanted as she leaped and moved effortlessly avoiding what he threw at her.  It was as though she was floating, gliding in the wind above the darkness.

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Runways (Model AU ShikaTema):

Unrestrained raged swirled in Shikamaru’s normally soft brown eyes as he held Temari’s shaking body.  His glare was heavy on the cowering figure trembling on the floor. 

“My family will bury you.  I will make sure that you never work in this industry again.”

Temari was taken aback by the ice in his voice and all she wanted was for this night to be over and for life to return to normal. “Shikamaru...”  Temari’s voice quivered in a frighteningly unfamiliar way and his protective hold tightened.

“I’m sorry-” 

In spite of himself, Shikamaru laughed off the worthless attempt to quell his anger.  “It’s far too late for apologies.  I suggest that you leave now. That you make it so that no one remembers your name or face because by the time that I’m done you will wish that you never crossed a Nara.”

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Stalemate (Mafia AU, ShikaTema)

Shikamaru’s midnight eyes surveyed the crash of sweaty bodies moving and pulsating to a heavy beat. He took a long drag of his cigarette overwhelmed by the sheer number of people and heavy bass. It wasn’t often that he made the trek out here often depending on his associates to check on their businesses.  His father told him though that it was important for the king to be seen by his people.  

For a while, his family had to operate in the shadows.  That was no longer the case.  The Naras, Akimichis, and Yamanaka’s ruled this area.  Government officials, police officers anyone who had “power” were all on their payroll.  Very few things happened in this city without them knowing.  Everyone knew who they were and they no longer tried to hide it.  

When he was younger he’d complained constantly that this was a drag. He never wanted to become the head of the Nara crime family.  It wasn’t his choice, it was his destiny.  Still, he grew into the role and had accomplished more than they’d ever dreamed. 

He didn’t delight in the benefits of being an infamous crime boss. The club was far too loud. The women who threw themselves at him were too troublesome. 

His eyes continued to scan the room before they fell upon one person his heart began to beat wildly. From where he stood he could tell she was a striking blonde but there was something different.  Something was drawing him towards her.  He studied her for a while.  Becoming increasingly frustrated as she flirted and smiled at the club patrons.  His hands clutched painfully around the balcony railing as he tried to keep his anger in check. 

He called his security detail over.

“The blonde bartender, bring her to my office.”

“Yes sir.” 

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Protective Instincts (Mafia AU, SaiIno, Mafia Princess Ino, Bodyguard Sai *same universe as “Stalemate” ^)

The tension in the back of the SUV was suffocating.  The air heavy, anger rolling off of the man sitting next to her. 

“Sai...I-”  Ino began before being cut off.  

“Don’t, I’m barely holding it together right now.  I just need a minute.”

A beat of silence passed. “Are you mad at me?”  She pouted and despite how angry and upset he was Sai shook his head.  

“No, I could never be mad at you.  I’m mad at your actions and the stupid risks you take but no, never at you.”  

Satisfied with his response and sensing that he was calmer Ino crawled into his lap settling her head against his chest.

He knew that he should push her away.  It wasn’t necessarily appropriate for her to be this familiar with him but she melted so perfectly against him. He felt whole when she was in his arms. 

“I’m sorry Sai, I should have told you.  I just wanted a regular fun, night out.”

“But you’re not a regular person.  You put yourself at risk.”

“Sai, it’s one of our clubs, nothing was going to happen.”

“I can’t take that chance, Princess.  I knew that I shouldn't have taken the night off.  The person on your guard tonight is fucking dead.”

Her eyes widened feeling guilt crash over her.  She still had to learn that her decisions had very real consequences.  “Sai, no.  Please, it’s not his fault.  I snuck out.  I manipulated and orchestrated the whole thing.  Please don’t take it out on him.”

“Ino.”

She forced his gaze to meet hers.  “I’ll deal with my dad if it gets to him. Please.”

“Fuck, fine.  He and I are going to have a talk for sure but that will be all.  I promise.”

Ino sighed in relief knowing that he’d keep his promise.  “Thank you.”

“Why did you take tonight off?  It’s not like you.”

He took a deep breath his fingers pushing back stray hairs away from her eyes.  “I just needed a break, Beautiful.  Clearly, it didn’t last long.  I can’t take my eyes off of you for a second.”

She relaxed into his chest.  “I like your eyes on me.”

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Obscura (NSFW SaiIno- Lemonade Series) -Idea courtesy of @ promptmaker 

Sai grinned as Ino moved into the next pose. She was a natural in front of the camera and seeing that smile always made him happy. 

He’d purchased the camera recently as an attempt to explore a new artistic medium. Especially now that he had memories worth capturing. Ino happily volunteered to be his subject. He was thankful that after this he’d have a whole set of photos of his Light. 

“Great job Beautiful these look incredible.” He complimented her drawing her into a kiss. 

“Thank you, Sai.”  She paused for a minute before her eyes lifted back to his a playful look in those baby blues. 

“I have an idea for a for pictures if you don’t mind.” 

He nodded excitedly about the prospect. He enjoyed any time that they shared together.  “Of course not Beautiful, whatever you’d like.  Let me just adjust these lights.” 

When he turned back around he was surprised to see that she’d removed her top and was now leaning forward her breasts heavy and exposed.  A mischievous smile across her lips.  

“Fuck.”  He breathed.  So she wanted those kinds of pictures.

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Main Course (NSFW ChoKarui- Lemonade Series -Idea courtesy of @ promptmaker

“I made you all your favorite food and this is what you want to do instead.”  Karui teased Chouji her honey eyes glowing with anticipation.  

Chouji grinned as his mouth descended over her delicate neck.  “I think that you’re mistaken Sweetheart.  You are by far my favorite thing to eat.”  She could feel his grin against her skin.  

“Besides, if you didn’t want this to happen you would know better than to make yourself look so appetizing.”  He countered his hands grazing over the skin that the apron left exposed.

Goosebumps erupted over her skin her breathing coming out in short pants.  “Well, perhaps we should have dessert first.”

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So that’s what we’ve got folks.  Actually even just making this post is inspiring me to finish/write!  Are there any that you’re interested in reading?  thank you for getting this far and for supporting me. 

[triforceangel13]

Waltz Within Chains Ch. 7 (A BakuDeku

Chapter 7: Risk

“This way Izuku. Quickly now,” Inko whispered to her son, pulling the hood up over his head even more to hide his face.

“Mother where are we going?” Izuku asked doing his best to keep up with her. These past couple of days had been rough. He felt cold and sick. He had barely slept and had barely eaten anything as well. Ever since Katsuki had been taken he hadn't been feeling right. Whenever had he been away even a moment away from his alpha?

Sure they had been apart a few times but it was never more than a few hours. And every night like clock work Katsuki was there nearby.

He hadn't ever felt like this.

“You had said you weren't feeling well right?” she asked him, taking a peek around the corner and then guided him down the hall.

Izuku hadn't ever been to this part of the castle. He had no reason to go to this area. It was always forbidden. But he had a feeling of where they were going. He just hoped he wasn't wrong and that his mother wasn't taking him somewhere else.

“Right, it started a couple of days ago,” he admitted to her. Inko squeezed his hand a bit and quickened her pace, Izuku walking a little faster to keep up with her. It was as if she had some sense of urgency going through her.

“I was afraid of this,” she whispered.

“What is it?”

She shook her head. “I will tell you when we get there,” she said. “That way I can explain it to the both of you.”

Izuku looked at her confused but nodded his head, keeping his head down remaining silent as she walked him furhter down the dark hallways.

“Who goes there?” came the voice of one of the guards posted nearby one of the torches that sat in the room. “No one is permitted here unless appointed by the king.”

“I would think the king would allow the queen to approach?” Inko asked lifting her head up enough. The knight's eyes widened and he knelt down before her, bowing his head.

“Forgive me my queen. I had not known it was you. You are by all means allowed to be here,” he had said. “I shall tell the king-”

“No,” Inko said firmly. “You are forbidden to tell the king that I or my guest is here. Now, you are to open the door to let us in and you are to step away till I call you again. And you are most certainly not allowed to tell the king. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes my queen,” the knight said, rising to his feet and then he quickly turned to unlock the door to the cell behind them.

Inko took Izuku's hand once again and pulled him through the door. She waited for the guard to leave before she approached the chained figure on the wall.

A growl came from the prisoner but once she pulled her hood off he stopped and a heavy sigh of relief came from him.

“Queen Inko. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” Katsuki sighed. “Please tell me, how is Izuku? Is he alright?”

“Why not ask him yourself?” she said, pulling down Izuku's hood to show him. Izuku sniffled a bit at the sight of his alpha chained and he rushed to him, wrapping his arms around him. Katsuki let out a sight of releif when he felt his arms around him and started to rub his face against him. But something smelled off about him.

“Izuku, did somethng happen?” he asked. Izuku shook his head, just simply holding onto his alpha tightly as he could.

“He is starting to go through withdrawl from you,” Inko said softly. “It happens to a fully bonded pair if they are seperated for a long amount of time.”

Izuku tighetened his arm around him and Katsuki slowly lowered their bodies down so that they were sitting. With a grunt he pulled on the chains that way he could slide his arms around him. It wasn't the hug he wanted to give him but it was the best he could do.

“I've got you Izuku....I've got you,” he mumbled to him, looking up at Inko confused however. “Withdrawl? Is it dangerous?”

“If for prolonged moments of time, yes it can be,” Inko said, pulling a small wrapped package of bread cheese and a little dred meat out of her large sleeve and passed it to Katsuki. “As we're in this dangerous time I will need to sneak him down here to prevent him from getting worse. If I don't...I fear we may end up losing Izuku. He could become so sick he could...”

She didn't need to say it. Katsuki understood. He had to keep this from happening. He couldn't lose Izuku. But he hadn't even been able to figure out his own situaton. He hadn't been able to figure out how to get out of the mess of the dungeon.

He didn't know when his date was. He didn't know how much longer he had before the king decided to take his life.

He had a sneaking suspicion however. He was sure the king wanted him to feel the pain of losing Izuku as a mate first before he would end him.

“Has that husband of yours started his plans?” he asked, smoothing his fingers through Izuku's hair and looked down at him. He was pale, his freckled cheeks not their usual rosy red and it looked like he hadn't eaten in days.

But now that he was in his arms Izuku looked relaxed and at peace. He was even starting to doze off against the dragon's chest.

“My poor bunny...” Katsuki mumbled softly, rubbing his hand up and down his back slowly, looking up at the queen.

“He has started,” she said. “I am putting a plan together myself however. But I needed Izuku to...be around you for a little while so to speak so he can perform.”

“Perform?” he asked. She shook her head.

“It's not important. I just need him to be more aware than he had been for the past couple of days. He's finally falling asleep. I don't think he really has slept or even eaten since you were taken away from him like that.”

Katsuki kissed the top of Izuku's head, closing his eyes slowly as he tried to think of a solution again. “I don't want to lose him.”

“I know,” Inko said gently. “But we also have to keep you alive. I'm still working on this last part but I will make sure you two will be together.”

Though as she promised this she knew she didn't want to promise it in a grim way. They could be together if they were both to lose their lives.

She was not about to lose her son to that, nor was she about to lose Katsuki who she had taken care of since he was little as well.

Resting her hand on his shoulder she squeezed softly.

“I will not let anything else bad happen to you,” she told him. “That I promise you. I will see to it that you two get the happiness you both deserve.”

Rising to her feet she dusted off the bottom of her gown and let out a small sigh. “Whatever happens it will be fast paced and I will need your cooperation. Can I count on you to give me that Katsuki? No matter what you think?”

Katsuki watched her a moment and then nodded his head. He had to put his trust in her. Even though she had him keep a heavy secret for years, he knew that he had to do this. She was the only way for them to get out of his mess and with one another.

They couldn't stay there he knew that much. The king had too much power in this land. But where did they even go from there?

As if reading his mind she answered his question.

“I have been researching quite a bit about where you might have come from Katsuki. There might be a dragon village out there that can protect the two of you.”

Katsuki paused. To not only be out there to be proteced with the one he loves but also to be with his own kind.

He never knew anyone else that was a dragon hybrid. He believed them to be all gone, that he may have been one of the last ones to ever exist. He never knew his parents or any family. He had been all alone until that day Izuku had nearly fallen off the cliffside.

Though he wouldn't change a thing of what happened in his life. Sure he would have liked to not have been in the situation he was in now but up till then he had been happy. What he wouldnt give to go back in time to that moment again.

“I would very much like to find them,” he said softly and kissed Izuku's forehead slowly. “But your majesty, if you don't mind answering something for me, I am rather curious. The king is your husband. Why help us so much? What we had done was against the crown. I'm close to a common man and Izuku is of royalty. Why push so hard to keep us together?”

Inko smiled softly and knelt down in front of the two of them once more. “When he had first been marked all I had wanted to do was to see my son happy. But over time I came to realize that I wanted both of you to be happy. It ate at me that we had to keep it from him for so long, all the pain I was causing the both of you despite that I had good intentions. This is my way of making it up to the two of you. I will get you out of this alive so you can have a life together.”

Katsuki was silent a moment and slowly a small smile came to his face. It was pretty rare to see one of them on his face towards someone else. Usually those were given to Izuku, but at times even those were far and few between.

“That means a lot to me,” he admitted to her.

“And well...it was an arranged marriage. I don't really feel much for the king,” he said with a frown. “He has not treated myself or Izuku well, especially when he had found out he was not able to use any sort of magic.”

Katsuki frowned, his arms instinctively holding onto him tighter. “Just because of that? That is why he rules his life the way he does?”

“That and because he is the prince and an omega male. It is rare to see an omega as a male. He doesn't see him as the next king, just someone to marry off,” she said with a scowl. “I know Izuku will make a great king some day. He would have you ruling by his side and send out country into the prosperity timed that I imagine.”

“Let's get us through this situation first before we start talking about the future, shall we your majesty?” he said with a small snort.

Inko laughed softly and rose to her feet, holding her arms out for Izuku. Katsuki tightened his hold on his sleeping mate at first but then let out a sigh, holding him out to her. The pain in his eyes nearly broke Inko's heart.

Inko held Izuku against he chest as she held him. It was amazing how a woman so small as she was, was able to hold onto Izuku's body.

“I promise Katsuki, I will see to your happiness. Just hang on a little bit longer for me,” she said to him. Katsuki rose to his feet slowly, the chains smacking together sending shivers through Inko's body. She hated that he was in this state.

“I trust you your majesty,” he said to her. “But please...hurry. I'm not sure how much longer either of us have.”

Inko gave a nod and carried her son from the cell that Katsuki was in. A small noise came from Izuku and she looked down at his face it twised int a bit of discomfort.

“I'm sorry Izuku,” she siad, kissing her sleeping son's forehead. “It won't be long. I promise you that. It won't be that long.”

At least she hoped that it would not be that long. If she hesitated even a moment she could end up ruining it all for the two of them.

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Together - an Endgame Alternative

This is an alternate ending that could’ve happened during the Snap Scene. This is just the beginning of the whole fic, if you happen to enjoy it please let me know :)

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This was it. The final battle. Everyone was weak, near defeated and taken apart. Steve stood on his last battlefield, they all did. But somewhere, inside of Tony was a little light of hope. They all stared at him, waiting for the inevitable. Tony faced Thanos, sweat and blood smeared across his face, kneeling with his legs behind him in front of Thanos -

“I-”

He looked at Pepper, I love you

“Am-”

He looked at Steve, it wasn’t his fault

“Iron-”

Peter, I’m sorry

His eyes welled up with tears, it couldn’t end like this of all the ways. But he had to do it. He had to make the final sacrifice and save them. Tony started to form his words when Peter ran to him, Peter swallowed his cry and grabbed Tony’s hand.

“I wanted to be like you.” Tony was startled at what he said, he looked at Peter and confidence shone through them. Thanos was getting impatient, but confused at the sudden event. Soon, Peter was joined by Steve who looked at Tony with eyes full of hope. “Whatever it takes” He was surprised he admitted, but now there was something inside him that brought him up. He felt a push and saw Rhodey joining hands with Steve, soon everybody was standing around Tony, protecting each other from the force that could’ve torn them apart. One last time, he smiled at Pepper. She looked at Tony and whispered a quiet 'thank you'

Peter Quill lifted his helmet and for once, felt the intimidatory environment.

"We'll do it together, man."

Nebula joined and soon did Gamora, sisters finally together but not for the reasons they hoped. Mantis and Wanda too, everybody that Tony was surrounded by held a thank you in their chests - waiting for what was about to come.

"I"

"Am, Ironman"

Everybody faced him with a concern and hoping heart, waiting to see the result. And at once, his fingers came together, his sweat falling across his shed forehead and finally - it happened. A fierce energy surged through Peter’s body, then Steve's and Peppers be everybody who paid their respects.

Their eyes clenched closed, teeth clashing towards each other and a bone gripping hold of each other's hands. The feeling was unexplainable, something that filled each and everyone's body with power, then soon drained them of it. Every nerve of their body felt it, every strand of hair from tip to bottom was laced with energy. More than everything they just wanted this to be over.

Everything was quiet for the split second that they stood still. Everything was quiet. No wind, no breaths, just the quiet suspense surrounding the worn-out bodies. And then a thump.

Peter was the first to notice what happened, "Mr.Stark?"

Tony had fallen from where he was kneeling and seemed tired. He could rest now, now that he was at peace from his past. Inside, he felt satisfied. Satisfied with the demons of his past - he could let Pepper and Morgan have a life knowing he gave it to them. But he would miss them so much. Together, they protected each other and together the evil force was defeated.

There was only one more thing to be left to be checked, whether Tony was still ok. It was on everyone’s mind.

Once everybody's shock was over, they rushed to where Tony had fallen from the energy surge. Through the silence, Pepper was the first one to run to his side. The heavy breathes from Tony were concerning, but when Pepper was there next to Tony, she had helped him to lean against a meteorite that exploded in half. When the team saw he was in a slightly more comfortable position, they surrounded him with hopes of a surviving chance for him. But what say did Tony have in any of this? You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play, to lay down on a wire and let the other guy crawl over you. Isn’t that what he said? The Captain America, but look - now here he was, panting through what could be his last breath. He looked up and Pepper was kneeling by him.

“Tony? Tony, you’re going to be alright.” She tried to keep a steady voice, but Tony could tell by the shaking of her voice that soon tears would come out of her. Although he was too tired to even raise his eyelids, he managed to lift a hand to wipe the tears leaking out of her eyes. And it was painful for Tony to see her like this.

All he could do at the moment was to embrace her and let the torrent of her tears fall to her lips. He could feel her clench his chest, not knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope altogether. He could hear Peter silently screaming, suffocating with each breath he took holding onto his pride. Peter had almost saved Tony’s life, by almost giving him a purpose. Tony could almost blame himself for not trying. But how could he? He didn’t really have a choice. The memories came back to Tony - of what he could’ve kept. Of course, Steve rushed to him and knew that nobody deserves anything of what had happened. But of course, it was just fate. Fate - just another word for a future that you are uncertain of.

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A sneak peek for Chapter One? You got it! If you’ve enjoyed this please let me know, and I’ll post the rest! :)

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“Fate, remember to use it in your writing! And the essays’ due next Friday.” The bell rang and interrupted the teacher’s announcement. “Ok, everyone! Out, out. I’ll see you next Monday!” Mr. Harrington got everyone out of his classroom before making a final announcement. “Peter, come here please!”

“Ooh! Peter Parker, finally got into some trouble!” Flash retorted, looking at Peter. Luckily Mr.Harrington shoo-ed him out.

Peter Parker got up from his seat, which thanks to his clumsiness took him quite a while. After Peter finally made his way to the front of the room where the teachers’ desk was, Mr. Harrington reached into a paper folder and pulled out a wrinkled and coffee-stained paper. In faded pencil 'Peter Parker' was scribbled across the top....

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Ty’s Top 5 Reviews: High and KMT

the fics being talked about: High and Kill My Time bc they go together lol

I just want to start off by saying that the love High got was absolutely astounding to me. I wish I could thank everyone who read that fic personally, but it would just take way too long. 

High was a piece that I immediately started after hearing the song for the first time. I actually finished it a week and a half prior to posting it because of it’s happy ending sequel, Kill My Time. 

I consider it one of my best pieces purely because it reminds me of a time where I didn’t know if I the person I wanted to be with felt the same way (I didn’t have a friend like Cassidy, but I had one like Ashton. One that I probably should have listened to more at that time). Everything about it (feelings wise) is real.

Again, from the bottom of my very broken heart, thank you for reading it.

The reviews will be under the cut:

#5: @findingliam-o: [from KMT]  +I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR TAKE ON THE LYRICS AND HOW YOU INCORPORATED THEM INTO THE STORY +I WAS LOWKEY WORRIED LIKE HOW IS THIS GONNA END AFTER THAT LAST PART ENDED +BUT I LOVE IT SO MHC +MUCH

Thank you!! One of my favorite thing to do it create the stories of songs and I feel like KMT was the perfect way to continue High’s story on a happier route! I was writing KMT and I was worried that I was gonna make it worse lmaoo

#4: @zuvaati: [from High] #hmmm cassidy mate what the fuuuuuc is going on with you #you don't even know him and judge him #and then you meet him and automatically cancel him #and you try to keep them apart??? is you okay #what even #oh god

I think we all want to know why the fuck Cassidy is that way. The version that I;ve made up in my head is basically the fucked up parts of me. Basically a human version of my doubts and my trust issues pertrayed into one person who has not learned how to deal with those emotions. A little more philosophical than you hope probably but that’s the truth lol

#3: @g-l-pierce: [from High] Omg all of this angst is killing my soul. But I can’t stop myself - I’m afflicted to the pain, I think. I love this so much! 😭♥️ I cant wait for the second partttttt & [from KMT] This took my broken heart and glued it all back together and it’s an added bonus that it’s named after my favorite song. HOW DID KILL MY TIME NOT MAKE IT ONTO THE MAIN ALBUM BECAUSE ITS SO GOOD?! And it was perfect for this story! I am requesting that you please stop breaking my heart for a little while. It’s bruised and battered enough by you. 😂♥️ Such a beautiful story and I loved it!

KMT is my favorite song too!! It completely deserved to be on the album but that a can of worms for another day lolol I’m so glad i could break your heart once again, but rebuild it this time!!  Thank you for the love and support as always<3

#2: @meganwinchester1999: [from High] Ahhhhh why do you have to break my heart like this, Ty?! You really are the Queen of 5sos angst and every time you write it I just want to cry and scream. This fic was so exceptional to that and I'm both excited and nervous for part two. Also, Cassidy is a fucking bitch for not letting the reader live her own life is she jealous or something? & [from KMT] Thank you so so so much for fixing my broken heart, Ty! I'm so happy they have their happy ending and I'm glad the reader told that bitch what for

Angst is my safety net at this point. I cry and scream before writing it, so you just gotta bear with me. Cassidy IS a bitch ahah. Cassidy is my inner self so yeah, fuck her. And no problem on mending that broken heart. Can’t break you down too hard or you won’t come back. peace tf out cassidy

#1: @gigglyirwin: [from High] i kept reading and reading and hoping it’d get better and i kept getting my heart more broken and i was like fuck ty you told me it wasn’t gonna hurt this bad and it does it fucking hurts and then you just leave it like that at the end like hello tomorrow can’t come fast enough I NEED IT #beware friends this one hurts #honestly i knew ty was writing this #she gave me sneak peeks of scenes #but only the fluff scenes apparently #so i went into this thinking it wouldnt be that bad #boy was i fucking wrong #ty out here ripping my heart to shreds again & [from KMT] this was absolutely the best thing to have ever happened to me thank you ty for fixing my broken heart. also fuck cassidy i hope they never see each other again she’s so toxic. and shoutout to the boys for accepting cal and y/n and ash for apologizing and also shoutout to ty for this amazing fic i’m in love #im soft #this was so cute #ty prides herself on being angst queen #but shes also an amazing fluff writer #and dipping her toe into smut??? #i love

it think the funniest part to all of this is that i literally told you “it’s not that bad.” like i needed to build you up to tear you down hah. wow, im evil as fuck. I think it was v important for the boys to kinda welcome her back bc it shows that they trust Cal to make the right decisions or at least, they respect him. I do pride myself of being the angst queen and that will never stop hehe my fluff is just the love i have for writing :)) did you say smut?? i know what that is??? WILD

Honorable mentions (basically the strong haters of Cassidy lol):

@twilightmomentswithyou in KMT: #okay finally told cassidy where she can stick it #that's what i like to see #also love the my dog has been stolen. there is no more loyalty #because let's be honest we'd all take that little pup #and this is all written so well that i can picture it all happening and i love that 

@outerspaceisbetterthannothing for the asks about murdering Cassidy

@cashton-queen for just calling Cassidy a bitch

[fullmetalscullyy]

happy birthday @waddiwasiwitch​!!! i hope you have the best day and enjoy your little present uwu 💖❤💕 a new chapter of “my inferno” bc they have been like gold dust recently but i finally got my butt into gear and finished the next chapter, so thank you for that!! :D

premise: roy mustang is a famous singer and a poster boy for central city records. riza hawkeye is an up and coming singer who just got a record deal with armstrong records. when roy offered riza a regular spot playing at the bar he owns, the two slowly fall in love. the paprazzi snapped an ambiguous picture of them both at a central city records ball, and are spinning it that roy and olivier are now dating. now, the two must deal with the fall out of the media’s actions.

read the rest of the fic here - this is chapter 18

chapter 17 sneak peak:

“Good afternoon.”

“Uh, hi.” His response was flat and Riza was able to pick up on his inner turmoil. Her hands slid down to his hands, running down his arms, and she gripped them tightly.

“I saw the post. Denny showed me it when I arrived,” she shrugged. “Bless him, he was so worried about me,” she chuckled. “These people online will latch onto anything, won’t they?”

Her tone was so casual. She truly didn’t seem bothered by it, which Roy was glad about. After all, who would want news that their boyfriend was dating someone else plastered all over the internet? Sometimes Roy was just waiting for Riza to realise just how much of a hassle this was for her. When moments like this hit, he was a ball of anxious energy.

“It’s not true,” he blurted out without thinking.

She looked up at him, surprised. “Roy… I know that. I’m in the picture.”

“I’m sorry, I…” He sighed, pulling away from her. He walked over to the windows in his office, looking down on the bar below. His hands gripped the decorative dresser in front of it, his knuckles turning white as he rested his weight against it.

A hand was placed on his back in comfort.

“I’m sorry this has happened. You don’t deserve this,” he added, his voice hoarse.

“What are you talking about?” she asked gently.

Roy bowed his head and closed his eyes. When he lifted it, he turned to face Riza. He faced the wonderful woman who owned his heart completely, seeing no judgement or irritation, just concern which was beginning to shift into real worry.

“You don’t need to go through this.”

“I’m… I’m not going through anything, Roy.”

“They’re saying that your boyfriend is dating someone else. Everyone will believe it!” he exclaimed, as if it was obvious.

“But… I don’t care.”

“What?”

“I don’t care what all those people think.”

“Half the world thinks I’m dating Olivier Armstrong, and you’re okay with that? You don’t care?” He couldn’t believe it, and it showed in his tone.

Riza shook her head. “That’s not what I meant.” Her hand gripped his tightly. “What I meant was the people that matter to me know the truth. No one even knows we’re dating, Roy,” she reminded him softly. “Remember that. It’s not like they’re saying you’re cheating on me with her. It’s… Well, it’s not harmless,” she corrected herself. “However, it’s not a big deal. These people will latch onto anything to stir up trouble. Don’t let them.”

He watched her expression, noting how she was earnest in the way she spoke, trying to get him to believe what she was saying. There was no betrayal in her eyes and Roy finally let himself relax.

“All right. I won’t.”

“Easier said than done, I know,” she smirked. “But the people that mean the most to me know the truth. That’s what matters.”

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my inferno - chapter 18

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When Riza said “see you in a few”, Roy thought she’d only be a couple of minutes. Hayate didn’t take that long to do his business. Just as he was contemplating going to get her, Jean entered his office hurriedly.

“You need to go out front,” he urged, expression worried.

“Why?” Roy asked, standing from his desk chair, ready for action.

“The paps are here.”

Riza.

He took the stairs two at a time and exited his bar to the flash of cameras. They blinded him like always, but he wasn’t interested.

Luckily, he’d installed security outside his bar from day one. Being a famous celebrity meant there were always paparazzi outside Ignis. They had to remain behind a barrier and maintain a certain distance from the entrance to the bar, otherwise Roy would have them arrested. It was some loophole his mother had managed to find, and Roy wasn’t going to complain, especially when they could be so vicious on occasion. They were always desperate to get a word from him, but Roy ignored them. He was never interested in the vultures. All staff used the back entrance and by the time night rolled around, the paparazzi were uninterested in waiting around any longer. Most of them went home because there was never anyone famous as the live entertainment at Roy’s bar, like they so desperately hoped there would be.

“Roy Mustang!” they called, shoving phones in his direction. He was too busy looking for Riza. Roy knew better than to call her name out loud, so remained quiet. He began to worry when he wasn’t able to spot her.

“When did you start dating Olivier Armstrong?”

“How long has this been going on?”

“When can we expect the wedding?”

At the last one he turned around and re-entered his bar, where the paparazzi wouldn’t be able to follow.

“Jean, where –”

Riza was standing beside Jean, Hayate by her side.

Roy approached hurriedly, placing his hands on her shoulders and taking a close look at both her eyes, trying to decipher if anything was wrong.

“Are you all right?” he asked quietly, sincerely.

“Yeah… Why wouldn’t I be?” She looked positively bewildered.

“Jean said you’d been caught up in the paparazzi outside,” he stated, his worry bleeding through. Roy didn’t want her dealing with those vultures and especially not on her own. Not about anything that concerned them both.

Riza looked between him and Jean, clutching Hayate’s leash in her hands. Her brow furrowed in confusion. “I saw them when I left out front, but I just walked around the back.” She suddenly looked amused. “They thought I was someone important when I opened the door, but they put down the cameras when they saw me and looked disappointed.” She snickered. “That was a nice feeling, actually.”

“You said she had been,” Roy accused, turning his attention to Jean.

“I said the paps were here.” Jean shrugged. “She left that way, so I thought she might have been caught up in it.” He was unapologetic, and Roy was glad. It was good to know that Jean was looking out for her.

“You came looking for me?” she asked. Jean had already left to go back behind the bar, and Riza stepped forward towards Roy.

“Of course. I wasn’t going to let you face them alone. They’re only here to ask about the whole Olivier thing anyway, and I didn’t want you to be ambushed.”

“Thank you.” She kissed him lightly, a smile spreading across her face. “That was very sweet of you.”

“Of course, Riza. And if you ever do now that the photo is out there, just give me a call. I’ll help you if you need it.”

“Duly noted.” Another peck on his cheek, then she turned, waiting for him expectantly, so they could both return to his office.

Roy finished up quickly in his office and grabbed Riza’s hand as they snuck out the back of his bar quickly, swinging their hands together. They would head back to his place, each of them taking their cars, then would get a taxi in to town tonight so they could have a few drinks after Riza’s performance. He was excited to cook dinner for her too. It was always a treat to be able to do domestic tasks with Riza by his side.

“So, what’s on the menu tonight?” she asked as they approached her car. Her expression was radiant, and Roy was stunned for a second, taken aback by her beauty once more. His mouth opened to reply, but no words left him. Riza raised both eyebrows, laughing to herself. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I…” He’d managed to compose himself, finally. “I was just taken aback by how beautiful you were,” he replied truthfully. It was his turn to laugh when he saw how red her cheeks turned. Pecking her cheek, Roy was unapologetic as he beamed at her. “Diner is a surprise. See you soon?” he asked.

“See you soon,” she confirmed, peeking up at him through her fringe. She still wasn’t used to being complimented, especially not on her looks, but Roy made it his mission to mention it to her at least once a day. It was only the truth, after all.

They shared a quick kiss then went to their respective cars. Roy already hated being apart from her and couldn’t wait until they reached his apartment.

Arriving at the same time, their hands were drawn together like magnets as they approached the lift to Roy’s apartment.

“So, Chef Roy,” Riza teased with a grin as she placed her overnight bag on the floor by his door. “You won’t even give me a clue about what’s on the menu for tonight?”

Roy shook his head, noting she was still holding a bag that felt like it had some weight in it. “Nope. It’s a surprise.”

And that’s not the only surprise for tonight, he thought to himself, his palms sweating. He had a question to ask her, but wanted to wait until after they’d ate.

“Is there a special occasion?” she queried innocently as she approached his kitchen with the same bag.

Yes.

“No,” he replied smoothly, following close behind. He was curious about what was in this bag. What had she bought? “I only want to treat my wonderful girlfriend.”

She tossed a radiant smile over her shoulder and placed the bag on top of the counter.

“Although,” Roy added, taking a seat at the stool around his breakfast bar. “I am curious about what you’ve brought with you.”

Riza pulled out a bottle of red wine and two large packets of crisps. Her voice turned softer when she spoke.

“You sounded so worried on the phone about what had happened with Olivier, so I wanted to bring something in case you weren’t feeling up to cooking and wanted to talk through things.” She glanced up at him. “I thought we could order in and then pig out on crisps and wine when we got back from the bar.”

Roy blinked at her. She had been so thoughtful.

Even now, his stomach twisted painfully with anxiety over what might have happened and how Riza could have reacted to the news that everyone thought he was dating Olivier. It still didn’t sit right with him, what the media did, and he was still worried. Was she really okay with it? Riza reassured him she was, but this was just the beginning. With Riza in the spotlight even more now, things were bound to get worse with the media. It shouldn’t, but Roy had been in this business too long to be so naïve to think it wouldn’t.

“What?” she asked when he didn’t reply for a long moment, only stared at her.

“Oh, uh,” Roy stuttered, snapping out of it. “Nothing, sorry,” he replied sheepishly. “That was very thoughtful of you, thank you.” His thanks were as sincere as he could make them. He was surprised by the gesture, but only because he hadn’t expected her to think of something like that. Most girls he’d been with had picked up on anything the media posted, thinking it was true and leading them to believe he was cheating on them for some reason. It was never true, and Riza didn’t jump to conclusions and had seen the best in him. It was a refreshing change, especially in this industry and with his lifestyle.

Roy stood from his stool and approached her. Riza watched expectantly and didn’t move from her spot. He hugged her tight to his chest, giving her a quick squeeze, but didn’t pull away. He was pleased to note her arms rose to wrap around his torso equally as tight, and it reinforced his love for this woman in his heart. He loved her so much, and if something were to tear her away from him, or if she realised he was too much hassle and stress to be with because of his status, then it would definitely kill him. He now realised that his whole heart belonged to her, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with the woman in his arms.

Baby steps first, though.

“What’s this for?” Riza asked, her voice muffled against his chest.

“I love you, Riza.” Roy cleared his throat, surprised at the emotion that had been lodged in there. He squeezed her tight. “You’re so good to me.”

“You deserve it,” she replied without hesitation. Pulling away, she looked up at him with the softest smile on her face. He melted on the spot.

“I’m lucky to have such a thoughtful and understanding girlfriend,” he added, slightly nervous. Roy didn’t know how long the understanding part would last for. Being in the limelight took its toll on relationships, and Roy had more than enough experience of that.

“I like to think this is the standard.” She cocked her head. “Although something tells me this hasn’t been in the past for you.”

He glanced away from her, casting his gaze to nowhere in particular to his side. His eyes landed on the bottle of wine on the counter.

“Being famous…” He trailed off, struggling to find the right words. “It’s not a walk in the park. People will talk and some will try to turn us against each other.” He swallowed past the lump that had formed in his throat. “I just…” Roy sighed.

“What is it, Roy?” Riza murmured, turning his head gently by the chin so that he was facing her completely.

“I don’t want that to happen,” he whispered. Right now, that was his biggest fear.

“It won’t,” Riza replied firmly. “I won’t let it. Don’t let what happened get to you, Roy.”

“It’s hard,” he admitted.

This was the first time he’d revealed something like this to someone other than his mother. She knew all about his struggles and hardships with relationships in general after he’d become famous. Not just romantic ones, although there hadn’t been many. That had quickly stopped after his second girlfriend went crazy because some trashy magazine had falsely posted they were having “relationship troubles”. It was completely made up, however she’d lived and breathed that rubbish and treated it like gospel. She left him angrily after that, and Roy didn’t bother anymore. It was too much work. That’s why he couldn’t believe his luck he’d met someone as wonderful as Riza Hawkeye.

Riza offered him a sympathetic smile. “I know.”

He huffed another sigh and slid his hands down, so they were resting on her hips. “It’s always been hard for me to keep people around. Everything about me takes its toll on them at one point and they always leave.”

Silence descended over the kitchen. Even Hayate was quiet, although in the moment, Roy had completely forgotten about him.

“Are you waiting for that to happen again?” Riza asked quietly.

Glancing up, Roy resisted the urge to bite his lip because it would give his answer away. He saw Riza’s head had dipped as she tried to catch his eye.

He nodded. It was tiny, but it was there. He couldn’t admit it out loud. It terrified him too much, losing Riza.

“I understand.” Roy watched as her expression turned sympathetic. “I’ve been through the same thing. At school I was the quiet kid who didn’t have any friends because my father was a “weirdo”, and by association, so was I,” she shrugged. “The only friends I have are Rebecca, Izumi and Sig, and my old music teacher.” Her expression turned fond at the mention of the teacher. She’d never spoken about them before. “It’s a small circle, but it’s with the best people, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. At one time, I was just waiting for them all to leave like everyone else, but they didn’t. They stuck around and supported me like no one else had ever done before.”

“How do you do it?” he asked. She mentioned before that she didn’t care what people thought. Roy, in general, was the same, but when something like this happened to someone he cared about, he couldn’t help but worry about what they thought and if things were okay between them.

“I learned very early on not to care. If I did, I would cry my eyes out, which I hated doing. After I learned not to, my childhood became easier, but it was a hard road getting there. However,” she added, taking a deep breath and letting it out in a rush. She smiled up at him. “It’s done me the world of good. I was so self-conscious and had very low self esteem at school. Once I stopped caring, I was finally able to move forward. And, after everything I’ve gone through, it all led me to you.” Her smile was even brighter this time. “And I’m happy with that.”

Roy crushed her in his arms, never wanting to let her go.

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“I love you,” Roy whispered in Riza’s ear, his breath caressing her skin. She shivered at the sensation, unable to help herself, and squeezed him tighter. He obviously needed it.

Riza understood his worry and concern over what had happened with the media. It wasn’t fair to him though. He didn’t deserve to be treated that way, and Riza knew it was going to get worse now their relationship was out in the open. It shouldn’t matter, but Riza wasn’t stupid. She knew they’d be scrutinised over everything, but there was a reason she didn’t have social media. If she couldn’t see it, she didn’t have to worry about it.

“I’ll never leave you because of what someone online tells me. I’ll always come to you about it,” she reassured him, rubbing her hands up and down his back. “Plus,” she chuckled. “I’d have to have social media for that to happen, and I don’t think that’s going to occur anytime soon. Especially not after today.”

She felt his body heave a sigh underneath her arms. “I know,” he murmured. He sounded ashamed and a bit embarrassed.

“I care about you Roy. I care a lot.” The grip on her tightened and she smiled to herself. “I won’t jeopardise that by jumping to conclusions. I’m like you. I don’t want to mess this up, and I don’t want to lose you either. I’d never forgive myself if I acted like that and it ruined everything for us.”

Riza placed her palms on his cheeks, guiding his head out the crook of her neck. She met his gaze head on and didn’t shy away from the eyes begging her to continue to reassure him, for his own peace of mind.

“I’m in this for the long run.” Her tone was firm, and she felt a boldness creep up on her. “I… I hope you are too,” she finished after letting loose a breath in a rush.

“Definitely.”

His lips descended on hers quickly and Riza was powerless to stop it. Not that she would. His hands caressed up and down her sides, driving her crazy, which made her tug at his shirt to remove it from his waistband.

Things were escalating as he began to walk backwards, pushing her with him, but maintaining a tight grip around her waist so she wouldn’t fall. Her back hit the wall and she moaned.

“Dinner,” she gasped, finally able to find her breath.

“You want food now?” he chuckled against her neck, not letting up on his assault there with his lips.

“We need to have it soon or –” She was cut short by her own gasp when his teeth nipped at the vein in his neck.

“We’ve got time,” he dismissed, his breath tickling her neck. Riza’s hands lifted to rest on his shoulders, fingers digging in hard to find purchase and to spur him on even more.

“Not really –”

Her argument was cut short as his lips covered hers once again, silencing her. Once they broke apart for breath, Riza opened her eyes to find him staring at her, his eyes and expression hungry with desire.

“We’ll make time.” It was a statement, but Roy still held back, like he was waiting for her to agree with him before things progressed.

Riza nodded. As she did so, she gripped his shoulders tight and pulled him back towards her. Roy lifted her as they kissed, hooking her legs around his waist as he carried her to his bedroom, kicking the bedroom door closed with his foot. They were lost to one another underneath the satin sheets of his bed.

Once parted, they lay in Roy’s bed, basking in the presence of one another. Riza didn’t want to leave this bed. She didn’t want to leave him. She knew driving back to her apartment alone tomorrow night would be painful. It was becoming harder and harder every time to leave him, and Riza had only started to notice in the last week or so.

She snuggled into his side and Roy wrapped his arms around her, but not before lifting the sheet to cover their exposed bodies.

“I love you,” she murmured into his side. A pleased smile was unstoppable as she felt him shift and press a kiss to the top of her head. Leaving him tomorrow would be agony.

“I love you so much it’s unbearable sometimes.” His reply made her melt next to him.

She’d never felt so loved by someone before. Not only that, he was her biggest supporter. From day one he’d accepted her based on her talent alone – not that she thought she had much else to offer, but apparently so – and helped her with everything she needed, from stage setups, to helping her pick between Central City and Armstrong Records. Maes had been crestfallen she’d chosen Armstrong over him but didn’t complain.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked, ghosting his fingers up and down her arm.

“I always wondered…”

“Yeah?”

“When you accepted me as a regular artist at your bar… Did you know you liked me then?”

She heard him shift his head, no doubt cocking it in thought.

“I found your voice absolutely incredible. I fell in love with it immediately.” She felt her face heating up. “And the next morning I played your EP for hours and just listened to it. I was smitten,” he chuckled, not ashamed to admit it. “Then I couldn’t stop thinking about you, and the way you sang. You were so endearing and the way you dressed was so refreshing from all the other artists I’d seen.”

“What was I wearing?” For the life of her she couldn’t remember but wanted to see if Roy did.

“It was a pair of skinny jeans and a plain hoodie. It was a nice change from the too expensive suits and the people caked in makeup.”

“What’s wrong with that?” she queried.

“Nothing’s wrong with it,” he stressed. “It was the people. They were only dressed up like that to try and impress me, but I didn’t want that, I wanted good music and serious musicians. I didn’t want people doing the gig just for the chance to meet me, which has happened more than once.”

Now she understood. It must have been hard for him to get a serious business of the ground when people were only interested in meeting him, and not what he was trying to do.

“And that Sunday Maes told me he was going to offer you a deal – which meant you made a big impression on him, by the way – I was so excited. A part of me was happy for you and I tried to ignore the flipping of my stomach at the thought of seeing you again,” he chuckled.

“Wow,” Riza whispered. That was quick.

“It was mostly just to see you perform again, but secretly I wanted to see you again too. You’re truly a vision when you play, Riza, and every time I witness it, I fall in love with you all over again.” Her cheeks turned pink again and her happy smile returned.

“What about you?” he asked.

“I remember leaving the coffee shop and finding the note you gave me for my EP and was confused about where it had come from. I’d completely forgotten you’d bought it.”

“You forgot about me that fast?” he joked, lifting his shoulder so her head, which was resting on it, was nudged upwards.

“For your information,” she fired back, but with no bite to her tone. “I got home at one o’clock in the morning then was up at five for work on the Sunday. I didn’t have a chance to think about you.”

Roy hugged her against the side of his body. “Hopefully that life is behind you now,” he replied carefully, sounding like he hoped it was the right thing to say.

“Fingers crossed,” Riza agreed. “Anyway, I remembered thinking you were very good looking, but I really liked your smile. And you were so sweet and made me feel so welcome for playing at your bar. I’d never had that experience before. From then on, I fell for you slowly, but it was inevitable.”

“I’m glad things turned out for the best.” She hummed in agreement, shifting so she was more comfortable against him. “And I was thinking…” Roy added, trailing off and sounding uncertain.

“About what?” Riza prompted him.

Roy sat up, gently moving so Riza could move as well. He was facing her completely, the sheet draped across his lap while Riza pulled it tighter around her exposed body. She shivered in the cool air.

“Actually, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking…”

“That sounds dangerous,” she joked. Riza had no idea where that joke came from. Roy blinked at her, then laughed, slightly in disbelief.

“Thanks,” he replied sarcastically, but he was grinning.

“You’re welcome,” was her sweet reply.

“No, but seriously, I have been thinking a lot about us. We both love each other, and I don’t know about you, but when you leave here on a Sunday night, or after I leave your apartment, it’s one of the hardest things I have to do.”

Riza nodded in agreement. “It’s the same for me.”

“So… What about if we… Lived together? Here?”

His question didn’t fully register with her and Riza just stared at him, still waiting for his real question. Was that it…? Was he… asking her to move in with him?

No…

He was.

Roy awaited her answer, shifting in place.

“If you don’t want to, and want to keep your apartment, I completely understand. I just thought it might be easier for you seeing as Armstrong Records is only a short drive from here instead of over an hour, and –”

“Roy.” She cut off his rambling, her brain finally catching up. He froze, watching her almost fearfully. He was scared he’d overstepped things and she’d say no.

Riza’s heart was racing in her chest. She wanted to jump for joy. She wanted to cry. She wanted more than anything to move in with him.

“Let’s do it.”

It was his turn to stare at her and blink while he registered her answer.

Roy surged to his knees and cupped her cheeks in his hands, kissing her fiercely. She laughed against him, losing her balance so they both fell back on the bed.

“Thank you,” he breathed, staring lovingly into her eyes.

“You don’t need to thank me,” she giggled.

“No, but I do, because you’ve made me the happiest man alive.”

“Then I’ll say thank you to you for the same thing,” she grinned.

They almost went for round two when Riza broke apart for a breath, pushing Roy off her playfully.

“We need something to eat,” Riza reminded him.

“Can’t you be on the menu.” Roy waggled his eyebrows suggestively then laughed as she threw a pillow at him. He caught it and rolled over onto his back while Riza sat up and started to dress herself.

“No, and I’m starving. You wanted to make me dinner, roomie, so get to it.”

Roy hopped out of bed, half clothed, with a beaming smile. He saluted sharply like a soldier. “Aye, aye, captain.”

Riza rolled her eyes and laughed at his antics as he marched out the room. As she dressed herself, Riza heard him whistling a tune.

Roomie… She almost started crying at the thought of moving in with Roy. He had become her home. He was her haven, and she couldn’t wait to live every day with him from now on. She pressed a hand over her mouth to muffle a sob. A happy one, though.

Hayate walked through now that the bedroom door was open. He whined up at Riza, his ears pulling back.

“Hey, boy,” she greeted, sniffing and laughing to herself. “Welcome to your new home.”

[allaboutthebooz]

Send My Love (To Your New Lover) Part Nine

Summary: It’s time for ACL.

Warnings: fluff, mentions of sex, drinking

A/N: Here we are. Part 9 a day early! I’m not entirely happy with this part, I moved things a long pretty quick, but I’m hoping part 10 will be better. My husband, son, and I have all been sick with the flu, so my mind has been foggy and I feel like I haven’t been able to get my ideas to play out right. We’ll see. Not every part is a winner. But I hope you all enjoy!

The following day you’re sitting in the back of a car headed to set for a night shoot, with little Juno sleeping in your lap, and scrolling through your Instagram feed, when you suddenly become overrun by notifications. You check to see what could possibly be going on and find the People Magazine has tagged you in a post. You click on it to see what it is. Probably just them giving people sneak peeks of you on set or something. What you weren’t expecting, were the pictures of you and Jake kissing on the sidewalk outside of the sandwich shop.

“Shit shit shit.” You guys had tried your best to keep everything quiet, you weren’t ready for the world to know. You take a screen shot and send it to Jake before calling him. He answers after the second ring.

“Hey, I was just getting ready to call you.” You hear the ding on the other side of the phone. He must have gotten your picture.

“Look at that. I just sent you something.” You try to hide the anxiousness in your voice.

“Yeah, I saw it. I just got slammed with notifications.”

“Me too. What are we going to do?”

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to let them ruin what we have. I know we haven’t officially said anything or really talked about it, but I want to be with you. I want to show you off. I want this.”

“No, I do too. I just-I was-I just wanted it to ours for a while longer. Not because I don’t want everyone to know about us, but because I liked that it was just us and our small circle of people that knew.”

“I understand that. I liked it too, but we should have known this was going to happen eventually. I mean, I’m not a small name in the film industry and your name is growing bigger every day. You’re not just being known for being Anne Walker, anymore.”

“I know. I just wish we could have been the ones to tell everyone.”

“Me too, but it’s out and all we can do is run with it. I love spending time with you and I want you to be my girl. I didn’t really want to do this over the phone, but there isn’t any going back.”

You’re quiet for a minute. “You really want to be with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re amazing and beautiful and you have the biggest heart of anyone I know.” You can hear his smile in his voice and it makes you smile. “I know, you’re nervous about me, but I promise you that I’m not like him. I’ve been trying to show you that this entire time. You deserve someone who will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I know he messed you up pretty bad, but I’m going to make you believe in love again.”

“I want to be with you. You make me so happy, happier than I’ve been in a long time.” You bite your lip. “Let’s do this, Jake. Let’s show the world.”

“Hell fucking yeah!”

You laugh at his outburst. “I guess we have some phone calls to make. I don’t really want my parents finding out about you in some magazine article and I should call Jane and Amanda to let them know what’s going to happen during interviews and things.”

“Okay. Well, I’m done with set today, but I was going to come back and have dinner with you. I thought we could avoid the food tent and I could grab some food from your favorite Italian place.”

“Oh my gosh! Yes! I could definitely go for their chicken parm! I don’t deserve you. You’re the best!”

He laughs. “You deserve the world. Just call me when you know what time you’ll be eating, and I’ll be there.”

“You’re the best, Jake.” You smile, petting Juno a she looks up at you.

“No problem, babe. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Talk to you later.” You hang up and enjoy the rest of your ride to set with a smile on your face.

+++

Your parents and everyone else were happy that you finally found someone that makes you happy. Jared and Gen kept pushing you to bring him home for ACL and on vacation with you all, but you told them that you would have to talk to Jake. You didn’t want to assume that he would go anywhere just yet, but you had to ask him soon. You were flying out to Texas in two weeks.

You were sitting around set between scenes, when Gen text you, asking if you had asked him yet. You bite you lip and look around. Hoping to catch sight of your boyfriend. You spot him moving to his mark as the crew around him sets up for filming. He looks over at you and smiles. Things have been going great since the photos came out. Filming was almost done, and you couldn’t wait to relax a little before you had to fly back and forth to Atlanta and Vancouver. You were nervous to ask Jake about ACL and Greece.

You stood up from your chair and walked over to him, while everyone was still setting. When you’re close enough, he reaches out and puts his hands on your hips. You both lean in for a kiss. When you pull apart you just smile at him for a moment.

“What’s up?”

“I have something to ask you.” You run your hands up his arms, until they reach his shoulders. “I’m hoping that you’ll say yes, but I’ll understand if you can’t or don’t want to.”

“Well, I’m sure I’ll want to, as long as you will be with me.”

“Of course, I will be, but I don’t want you to feel like you have to.”

“Just spit it out.” He laughs.

“Jared and Gen have been bugging me for weeks, to ask you if you would come to Texas and Greece with me. Every year we go to this music festival in Texas and we usually take a trip, sometimes with the kids and sometimes without. This year the kids are staying with Gen’s parents for the week. I’ve arranged my schedule enough that I’ll be able to keep up the tradition, before I have to fly back here and finish filming those last two weeks. Then after filming they’ll be flying here on their way home from Rome and Jared and I are going to fly back to Vancouver together. And then-“

“Y/N. Breathe, babe.” He cuts off your rambling.

“Sorry, I just have everything planned out. I had it all planned out before I met you and I know it’s last minute to ask you, but I was nervous.”

“When are you supposed to leave?”

You scrunch your face. “Two weeks.”

He huffs out a breath. “Two weeks?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I should have asked you earlier.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll have to check my schedule, but I’m pretty sure I don’t have anything going on for a little while. We won’t start the press tour until December and we are almost done filming. You said we would get back before the last two weeks of filming?” You nod. “I’m sure I can work something out. I know I can make it to Texas for sure, but I’ll have to let you know about Greece.”

You smile. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I would get to spend some more time with my best girl, why wouldn’t I want to go?”

You wrap your arms around his neck and hug him close. “I seriously don’t deserve you.” He laughs and hugs you close before the director calls everyone to their spots. “I’m gonna go call Genevieve! I’ll book your ticket too! Oh my gosh, this is great!” You kiss him once, twice, three times before running off. His laughter following you.

+++

Before you knew it, you and Jake were walking through the airport, looking for Jared after grabbing your luggage.

“I don’t know how we haven’t seen him. He’s the tallest guy I know and yet, I can’t find him anywhere.”

“Well, he’s here somewhere. We’ll find him.”

You scroll through your contacts until you find Jared’s name and call him. Putting the phone to your ear, you wait for him to pick up as you continue to look around.

“Hello?”

“Where are you? We just picked up our luggage. You said you were going to meet us by the carousel.”

“I’m coming. I thought I had found the perfect parking spot, but then found out that someone parked their scooter in it. Who drives a scooter to the airport? I’m walking through the doors now.”

You turn towards the entrance and spot his beanie covered head. “Oh, I see you!” You wave you arm that was holding the phone, in the air, since the other one was holding Juno. He catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and turn towards you. A big smile gracing his face and you both hang up. You speed walk towards him, careful not to lose Jake or your luggage.

“I forgot who short you were! How are you smaller than Gen?” He goes to pull you into a hug, but you punch him in the gut. He laughs and drags you towards him. “It’s great to see you, Bug.”

“I missed you! London has been great, but nothing beats Texas!”

“Well let’s get you home.” He turns towards Jake and sticks his hand out. “Hey man. It’s great to see you.”

“Likewise. Thanks for letting me tag along with Y/N.”

“No problem. We wouldn’t leave her alone until she asked you.”

“Okay. Let’s get home to Gen. I want to see the kids!”

“Alright. Calm down.” The men laugh as Jared takes your luggage from you and Jake wraps his am around your waist and pulls you close, careful not to jostle the husky puppy too much.

+

You all spent the first couple of days just hanging around with the kids and swimming. Jared’s parents watched the kids one night, so the four of you could go out. Finally, ACL came, and you were beyond excited. You couldn’t wait to share the experience with Jake and to have a blast with your best friends.

After getting dressed and eating breakfast, you all pile in Gen’s SUV. Halfway to the field, Jared glances at you in the rearview mirror. “Hey, Bug?”

You meet his gaze. “Yeah, Moose?”

“I thought I should warn you that uh-that Jensen and Danneel will be there.” He watches for a reaction and kind of surprised when you don’t explode.

“I kind of figured he would, Jare. He goes every year, just like I do. He’s not going to take this from me. I brought him to his first festival.”

“I know. I just wanted to let you know. That way there wouldn’t be any surprises, like with the lake.”

You huff a laugh. “He’s not gonna rain on my parade. I’ve got my man, I’ve got my cute puppy, and I’ve got my best friends. I’m going to have the best time ever.” You smile at him. A genuine smile.

He smiles back. His eyes crinkling in the mirror. “That’s my girl.”

“He is going to ask questions though. He already has been, but we haven’t told him much about you guys.” Gen pipes up from her spot in the passenger seat, turning back to look at you and Jake.

“Not like it’s any of his business, but he’ll get all the answers he needs today.” Jake puts his two-cents in, putting his hand on your knee as you nod.

The rest of the drive is filled with lighter conversation until Jared is being directed into a parking spot. You all climb out and meet at the trunk. Jake takes Juno from you, giving you a break from holding her. You open your backpack and pull out headphones that you often see infants wear during loud events. Juno was mostly deaf, and you didn’t want to damage it anymore than it was. You slipped the headphones over her ears and laugh at how cute she is, the others laughing with you.

“Poor girl, but this is for the best. You know that she would have been fine if you had left her with Arlo.” Jared says behind you.

“Yeah, but she doesn’t know where she is, and I don’t know how she would do. She’s always with me, it wouldn’t be right to leave her at home. Plus, she still chews things up every now and then. We would get home and find her asleep in one of your shoes, Moose. Probably passed out from all of the fumes.”

“Ha ha ha. My feet don’t stink.”

“Sure, they don’t sweetie.” Gen jokes with him as she rubs his arm in affection.

You all laugh before moving with the crowd, VIP tickets within your grips. Your own spot carved out in the crowd. A little pavilion near the main stage, loaded with food and drinks and a couple of couches and chairs.

Once your all settled, Jake puts Juno down and you clip her leash on her collar. She’s bigger to the point, that you don’t have to worry about people stepping on her, if she walks around on her own. As long as she keeps her headphones on, she should be pretty happy. You’re excited to see all the people and listen to all the great bands that are lined up for the weekend.

You turn to Jake as he offers you an open beer before opening his own. “Let’s go walk around. I want to see what food trucks are here! Last year, they had the best taco truck and if it’s here again, I’m so getting some.” He laughs but takes your hand.

“Lead the way.”

You turn to Gen and Jared. “Are you guys coming?”

Jared looks apprehensive as he looks from Gen to you. “We’re gonna wait for Jensen. You know he always gets lost when he first gets here.”

You slump a little but understand. “Okay. We’ll be back soon.”

He gives you a nod and Gen gives you a smile, before you and Jake head out into the crowd.

You both know it’s unavoidable that you will be spotted, so you just enjoy each other and everything around you. Jake wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you into him as you wrap an arm behind his back. You lean up and kiss his, careful not to bump the brims of your baseball hats.

“You’re going to love it. This is by far the best music festival around.”

“I’m sure it’ll be great. Just being here with you, already makes it the best.” He smiles down at you as you laugh.

“God, you’re so cheesy.”

“Yeah, but you love it.”

You just laugh and nod. You’re both spotted by a small group of girls. They shyly move towards you both, excitement on their faces, phones being pulled form their back pockets. You give them a smile and wave as the move in front of you.

“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it! I never thought I’d get to meet you here!”

“You’re both here! So, it’s true! You guys are so cute together!”

“This is amazing! Can we get a picture with you guys?”

The girls throw questions around as pictures are being taken and you both sign their lanyards. You answer questions as easy as possible, without giving too much away. You leave them with smiles and waves.

“Does that happen every time?”

“Every year, but we ask for it when we come out here. The fans in the area have pretty much learned that we come every year, so they are always on the lookout for us.”

“And it doesn’t keep you from coming?”

“No, are fans are everything to us. Without them, we wouldn’t have gotten this far. We would have been done a long time ago. So, we never turn them away.”

“I guess, I never really understood that. I’ve never had to really deal with this.”

“I guess it’s different being on a long running tv show, then being in movies.”

“That and my fan following is usually older. I haven’t done a lot of family friendly movies.”

“Well if you stick around long enough, then you’ll fit in really quick.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He draws you in closer and kisses your temple.

+++

After walking around for a while, you both decide to head back to your pavilion. You’re anxious to see Jensen again. Not because you care what he thinks, but because you haven’t seen him since Comic-Con and things were tense. You know he brought Danneel with him and it’s going to be awkward, you both brought your significant others, and this will be the first time that anything like this has happened.

Juno stops outside of the cemented platform to use the bathroom and Jake takes her leash so that you can move inside, while he stands with her. You don’t see Jared and Gen or even Jensen when you move in. You see that familiar head of red hair. Her back towards you as she looks through the snacks that were provided for you. You try to act like it doesn’t bother you that she’s here, like she didn’t help destroy your relationship.

You move through the area and she hears someone behind her and turns. For the first time, you both stare at each other.

“Oh. I didn’t know you were going to be here.” She tells you.

Keeping calm, you tell her, “I come every year. I’m the one the introduced Jensen to it.”

“He didn’t tell me.”

“Yeah, he’s good about that.”

“Look, I don’t want this to be awkward, but-“

“Just-Let’s not even say anything. I’ve never talked to you. I might have moved on finally, but that I’m not still pissed off. I’m here to have a good time with my best friends and my boyfriend. You’re here to have a good time with Jensen. Let’s keep it that way, by keeping that subject locked away. I’m not saying we’ll be best friends forever, but we can act civil towards each other.”

She studies you for a moment before nodding and turning towards the fridge. “Would you like a beer?”

“Sure. Can I have two please? I’m sure Jake will want one once he comes inside with Juno.”

“Juno?” She turns her head to look at you as she pulls the beers from the fridge.

“My dog.”

“Oh. I thought-“

“I know.” You huff a sarcastic laugh. “Don’t worry, he’s not hiding any children from you.”

She turns and hands the beers to you as voices rise behind you. Laughter and male voices talking over each other before three tall man and a tiny woman move in. The four-missing people from your party all come to a stop when they see you and Danneel standing close to the fridge. You take the beers from her and move towards Jake after he lets Juno off of her leash. You hand him one of the beers and he pulls you into his side.

“Everything okay?” He asks as you give him a small smile.

“Yeah, everything’s fine.” You tell him as you cast your gaze over to Dee one more time before shifting your eyes to the others. “Hi Jensen.”

He clears his throat. “Hey, Y/N/N” He says before moving over towards Danneel and taking the beer she offers him.

+++

As the night goes on, the tension becomes less and less. Everyone acts as if nothing is wrong for the sake of each other. You and Jake standing in the crowd listening to all the different band and singers playing their hit songs. Pictures being taken often with fans. Jared and Jensen taking their fair number of pictures with fans, just like you. The three of you often squeezing together for pictures with fans. Letting the alcohol flow through you, keeping everything at ease and everyone happy. You dance with Gen and make nice conversation with Danneel. You all look like the happiest group of friends to the crowd around you.

Eventually the last performer finishes their set and the crowd starts to thin. You always book rooms in the hotel down the street and decide to walk over instead of risking your lives, by one of you trying to drive.

You and Jake get settled into your room. You had already taken a shower and was making a call down to the front desk to see if you could still order anything from the kitchen. When they give you the answer you were looking for, you call down to the kitchen and order a cart full of food and sweets. Everything sounding great in your alcohol fussed mind.

You’re finishing up your order, when the bathroom door opens and out walks Jake in just a towel. You hang up and just watch him move around the room. Seeing him still damp from his shower, hair a mess from being towel dried, it made your stomach flutter. It’s not like you two hadn’t been intimate. You were grown adults with needs. But seeing him look so relaxed around you, so fit. It did something to a girl.

You stand up from the couch across the room and move towards him as his fixes his shirt to pull over his head. As he’s getting ready to pull it on, you pull it from his hands, causing him to look at you. One look from you and he already knows what’s going through your mind. He turns and gathers you in his arms as you throw yours around his neck and pull him in for a deep kiss. His clothes being forgotten and yours soon falling to the floor, before you both fall into bed.

The perfect ending to the perfect day.

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Younger post-ep ramble 6x08

When episodes of TV shows are touted as 'epic' or 'game changing' I tend to proceed with caution, because chances of it living up to the hype are generally pretty slim. When it comes to Younger though, I should know better than to doubt such claims and 'Debu-taunt' (another pun-tastic title btw) really has changed the game and delivered some of the most poignant and meaningful character interactions of the series. This week's episode got back to the core of what this show is about: the female friendships in all their complexity. We saw lovely moments that deepened Diana and Liza's romantic relationships too of course, but these ultimately amplified the supportive and supporting role the men play in the women's lives. I've gotta say, I found this week's ramble hard to write because where do you start with an episode you've been anticipating for so long? The beginning, let's start at the beginning...

The episode opens with Liza and Charles living out some kind of domestic morning fantasy (minus the grapefruit for me thanks) and seeing the townhouse kitchen area in the daylight was something new, it's so much bigger than I realised! The entire scene is so aesthetically pleasing, particularly the Charles-in-a-vest-and-shirt situation as well as coordination of tie and Liza's dress, but of course it serves the far greater purpose of letting us know that Liza has fully integrated into the lives of Nicole and Bianca, right down to helping with homework and offering to drop a forgotten report off at school. It has been quite a few seasons since we saw or heard from the Brooks children and I fully appreciate catching a glimpse of Charles in dad-mode on the phone to Bianca, it's easy to forget that these characters have these other dimensions to their lives (speaking of which, is there some kind of alert out for Caitlin at this point? The lack of texts or calls or mentions is curious...Caitlin, if you're reading this, we're not mad, just let us know you're ok). Charles' gratitude to Liza for going to the school naturally makes my sappy heart swell, the 'I don't deserve you' only made better by his tardiness not being enough to stop him going back for a second kiss goodbye.

Pesky climate change forces Liza to discover she does not have a coat at Charles', but fortunately for her there is an entire closet full of coats, which naturally she does not question and is definitely not some kind of set up for a run in with the ex. Except it is of course and even as a viewer I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me watching Pauline ask Liza if the unexpectedness of their run in is why she is wearing her coat (seriously, I'm overwhelmed with second hand embarrassment typing this). Also, what was Pauline doing there? Just hanging out at the school for reasons or was she lurking in case Charles turned up with the report so she could catch a peek of him in a three-piece? While this remains a mystery (though who could blame her lbh), Pauline's desire to 'bury the hatchet' with Liza was def suspicious, but a nice distraction from the cringe-worthy, 'Bianca mentioned that she had two mommies' comment Mrs. Clipper makes before it's decided that Liza should be added to the pick-up list as she will 'be around for the long haul'. I am so grateful to see Liza showing that she is committed to and wants the life she has chosen with Charles in this episode. Regardless of what happens down the track, it's nice to see this character backing her own choices and decisions for now.

Any seasoned television watcher's alarm bells no doubt went off when Pauline cited the divorce negotiations as 'more or less behind us' (and again when Charles mentioned that 'it seems the worst is over' at the coffee station) because we all know that in the land of TV this 100% means it's only a matter of time before they will not be.

Keeping in the theme of wonderful character interactions, I may never get used to Charles and Liza just hanging out in the office (particularly Charles hovering around as an editor instead of the boss, but I am here for it until the end of time) and his adoring gaze as Liza recalls the awkward horror of her interaction with Pauline is topped off with a shared Harry Potter appreciation moment and honestly, these two and their nerd love, I cannot. The way the conversation about Liza moving in unfolded was so natural and yes, the answer is ALWAYS YES Liza when Charles Brooks suggests starting each day waking up together (insert swoon here). It turns out Liza doesn't overthink it, cue guilt pie and Pinot Noir with Maggie.  

These two are friendship goals times a thousand and Maggie's unwavering support upon hearing Liza talk about how she knows it's fast but it feels right epitomises the way these two only want one another's happiness (even if Maggie's expression as Liza goes to call Charles and tell him she will be moving in indicates she is going to very much miss her roommate). I loved hearing about and imagining them drinking wine and binging The Great British Bake Off and just how well they know and value one another, ugh, I could not gush more about all of it and this whole exchange felt like such a treat. I was envisioning Kelsey moving in once Liza moved out and I'm still holding out hope for this to happen when Liza does eventually make the move (remaining optimistic on this one even though I do pine for Liza/Maggie loft moments).

The sneak peek for this week showed us yet another golden interaction and that was, of course, Diana telling Charles about her engagement to Enzo. The main takeaways are a) Diana referring to herself as Charles' work wife and Charles's amused smile; b) Diana asking Charles for his blessing and him not really knowing why but giving it and; c) the longest hug in the world as Diana coaxes Charles into announcing her engagement to the office. I love that the interactions between these two always have a slightly awkward undertone but there is genuine care and warmth too. Diana telling Charles that he has always been able to read her like a book (lol) and the two sitting there with their hands together was just such a testament to their fabulously wacky relationship.

What better way to ensure that any DRAH-MAH unfolds in an overwhelmingly public forum than the morning meeting reveal that there is a Publishers Weekly Debutante Ball (for first time authors)  thrown every year! Turns out this is the event of the season, despite it being the first time Liza has heard about it (to be fair she has probs been distracted by the faux millennial facade previous years so didn't clock that this was a legit thing). I am digging Kelsey heading up and holding her own in these meetings, she is definitely stepping up to her new role it seems and I am keen to see how it continues to develop.  And those little looks across the conference room table between Charles and Liza, I see you.

Zane's gears still seem stuck on obnoxious since last ep, first throwing in Jake Devereux as a suggested author for the deb (a clear jab at Kelsey) and then putting his foot in it after hearing Diana's news by suggesting that DeLuca is 'better than Trout'. First of all, who in their right mind would say that out loud, let alone assume an established woman in her 40's (or any woman for that matter) is going to take a new husband's surname? Though Diana DeLuca is pretty great, I could definitely see her using it as an alias during future hi-jinx (preferably with Liza now that they can be actual proper friends, but I'm getting ahead of myself).

Right from the get go Her Majesty D. Trout is taking none of Zane's rubbish, asking him to use his words when he finally offers up PTB as a deb option and her zero tolerance for insolence continues when she corrects his question of who she's engaged to with, 'to whom'. At this stage of my love for this character, I'm really just wondering what sized portrait of Diana I should put in my shrine to her. This all comes out after Charles is prompted to announce Diana's big news (I'm kind of loving that Charles is a bit hopeless at remembering these sorts of details, last week when he'd failed to mention Bob and Julia would be on their table, then this week with the announcement...soon enough we'll be regaling ourselves with a collection of these, and we'll laugh and shake our heads as we mutter 'classic Chaz' under our breath) and it is of course Liza's reaction that is next level and so freaking OTT and I love it with every fibre of my being. Seriously, her yell-cheering and clapping is me in any excitement-inducing situation. My love for her love of Diana starts here and embarks on one hell of a ride from here onward during this ep.

While this episode certainly had a more serious tone than some others (I think this was definitely emphasised by the music choices too, there was a distinct lack of the usual pop/vocal and much more instrumental), Liza following Diana into her office semi-screeching, 'I'm so excited, why aren't you more excited?' met by Diana's 'Liza, please deactivate yourself', was hilarious. Diana asked Liza to be maid of honour in a way only Diana could and I tell you what, I damn delighted in that one hug a year. Everything about this scene was SO good, which of course meant that there was a dagger waiting right around the corner to plunge into our rib-cages and shatter our hearts into a million pieces (I wish I was being dramatic but where is the lie?)

That dagger's name is Pauline and it's during lunch that Liza discovers her real motivation for being all chummy and that is wanting Liza to help with her new book. Always a smart cookie, Liza agrees, in exchange for Pauline attending the Debutante Ball as Millennial's deb (I have to admit I did chuckle with the 'do you need to borrow a dress?' line). Despite dodgy af being Pauline's general modus operandi, I actually do think she was being sincere in her initial offer to move forward and let the whole 'you're-now-with-my-husband-and-my-kids-love-you-maybe-more-than-me-because-I-abandoned-them-for-a-year-at-a-pivotal-point-in-their-development' thing slide for the sake of maintaining some sort of relationship with her soon-to-be ex-husband and their children. If only she knew that the reason Liza understood her better than any of her current editors was because they were basically the same age and had similar life experiences...

...well THANK GOD for Mrs. Clipper, the true villain of the episode if you ask me, who quite frankly can't seem to get her paws on that copy of Liza's drivers license fast enough after Pauline tells her that men in her circle are always leaving their wives for assistants in their twenties. I might be off on an island on my own here, but you know what, I actually felt sorry for Pauline in this moment. In her mind Charles has also been deceived and by extension, her children, so I completely understand her initial reaction and feeling that she needs to tell Charles immediately and rescue him from this betrayal.

That all goes down at the Debutante Ball because it must of course, but first we catch Kelsey, Lauren and Zane reminiscing about their own proms at this prom for grown ups, with Lauren here for it and we unsurprisingly discover Zane was prom king (I heart Lauren's 'that tracks' comment). You always know whatever's about to go down is extra EXTRA when you see a couple of characters blissfully happy and unaware everything is about to implode, such as Charles and Liza celebrating their moving-in milestone, before Liza is whisked away backstage. When Charles is confronted by frantic Pauline and she discovers he knew about the lie too, I could imagine that up until that point she thought this would be something that would bond them in outrage, but it ended up being just another blow. While Pauline clearly has impulse issues and a pretty prominent vindictive streak, I do think it's one thing to wrap her head around her husband falling in love with a younger woman (though I do not understand on what planet Pauline thought she could piss off for a year on her own terms with zero communication and then just return to her life and there would be no upheaval) but the discovery that it was someone she could consider a peer would cut deeper.

As Pauline latched on to Liza's arm, it was like watching a live animal being led into the lion enclosure at dinner time.  I'm breaking out in a stress sweat just thinking about this scene, even though you could see it coming it was utterly shocking to watch unfold. The announcer emphasising that theirs was the only partnership in which the mentor was younger ensured the dagger was perfectly lined up before Pauline once again applied some revisionist history to her abandonment of the family, making a point of coming across as the blameless victim whose husband was 'lost' to the assistant standing beside her. As Pauline keeps talking Charles is clearly wary and concerned about where this is going and Kelsey quickly clues in just as Pauline drops that Liza is in fact 42 years old and the entire room gasps and murmurs and revels in the audacious reveal.

Enter Diana and that dagger is twisted well and truly into my fragile heart as she immediately assumes that 'this woman is deranged' and jumps to the defence of Liza, despite Charles and Liza trying to stop her. The fact that Diana tells Charles that she will not let this woman 'slander us', that she sees them as one united team, and holds Liza in such high esteem that she would put her own fear of making a scene aside to protect Liza's integrity, only made Liza's confirmation that 'it's true' even more heart-shattering. Miriam Shor deserves every damn award created for her acting in this entire episode, but the last 10 minutes in particular are nothing short of phenomenal. When Diana realises that Charles and Kelsey knew and that she had just made a spectacle of herself in front of a room full of the most important people in publishing, her need to escape is understandable and a panic attack is not an unreasonable physical response to such a huge revelation in such a public forum (I mean I was basically having one watching it all tbh).

Enzo's relief upon hearing that it was a panic attack is palpable and the interaction between him and Diana in the hospital may well be my favourite between these two yet. We see Diana as we've never seen her in this series; vulnerable, emotional, no necklace and no makeup. Always one to deliver a stellar line, her response to Enzo's 'how are you?',  'I'm fine, I've just lost trust in humanity as a whole, but other than that I'm fine', was on point and Enzo's response that 'she looks good' when Diana shares Liza's true age was A+ (for line and delivery). It is Diana's embarrassment at being that 'village idiot' when everybody else knew (I really wanted to somehow jump into my screen in that moment and tell her that Lauren and Zane didn't know either, it's not just you!) that took my heart pieces and trampled on them some more. I think it's because she is always so composed and controlled, but seeing Diana holding onto Enzo and saying that she just wants him, demonstrates how much he steadies her and allows her to be herself.

Just outside the room, Charles and Liza face a step back as Pauline has phoned to say she wants to re-visit the custody agreement (which I really struggle to see the relevance of or how Liza saying she was younger is anywhere near as bad as up and leaving your two small children for a year but sure, I'll play along for the sake of drama), which means that they cannot move in together as planned, Liza's lie has now impacted the man she loves as well as Diana and Charles feels responsible for Pauline exposing Liza the way she did. Liza reassuring Charles that he was just protecting her and the way he pulled her in to comfort her made any remnants of my shattered heart swell. It was such a tender moment between them and there was something about the parallel of Enzo comforting Diana in the room at the same time, whether intentional or not, that really stressed the uncertainty and distress both women were experiencing.

Josh phoning Liza to give her a hard time about being an upper East side lady was actually a really nice way to see this friendship developing (I would definitely expect my friends to do that) because had the timing not been so atrocious, I assume it would've been an otherwise pleasant conversation in which he would be happy for her (that's what I'm going with anyway). Obviously this call was to show that Liza's lie has once again stonewalled her and stopped her being able to move forward in her life and that she feels she's messed up everything at work and for Charles with his kids. Since learning that there were a number of deleted scenes, including the one in which Diana got her engagement ring, I must say that I feel like the phone call could probably have been omitted in lieu of progressing Diana's story for this episode and the choice to include it definitely feels like an extremely contrived attempt to stoke the triangle.

The fallout from the age reveal will no doubt play out over the coming episodes, however Lauren and Zane are still trying to wrap their heads around it the next morning (and again Zane, why on EARTH do you think you would've been someone who should know this information? I think I can count on one hand the number of conversations I've seen Liza and Zane have. Actually, no I can't because it's so few I can't even remember one) but I will say that I paused on the article Lauren is reading and Jackie Dunn has given a statement in it and this show, I swear, it outdoes itself even when no-one might notice. I appreciated Kelsey's itchy scalp to emphasise the stress of the situation and Lauren addressing Liza as 'Ma'am' was pretty darn funny (though I am a bit surprised at Lauren's reaction. I thought she'd be more intrigued and want to know all the details of how she did it etc.) But it is the final 3 minutes of this week's episode that absolutely blew me away and left me quite literally crying on the train as I watched.

There have been moments that have made me tear up and certainly times when character interactions have held such meaning on this show that the feelings are many, but there really never has been a scene like the one between Diana and Liza at the end of this week's episode of Younger. Diana's minimal make up and jewellery emphasised the rawness and realness of the entire exchange. Diana saying that she wouldn't have hired Liza if she'd known and Liza being able to say, 'exactly', made the point of why she told the initial lie so simply. In that moment Diana can understand Liza's need to lie about her age, but it is Diana's search for why, beyond that initial deceit, did Liza fetch her coffee and lunch and her urine samples...and hold her hand on the red carpet and convince her to go after Enzo...that she needs to know if everything else was real or was it part of the ploy to uphold the lie. Seeing Diana with her heart on her sleeve, needing to know if her perception of their relationship was a farce, was one of the most powerful moments, if not THE most powerful moment of this series. 

The resolution, that ‘honesty is the best policy’ and that Liza is no longer her maid of honour but her ‘old maid of honour’ could not have been more perfect. And in case I wasn’t already a blubbering mess, Diana’s emotional, ‘I just want to say...’ which Liza instinctively answered with, ‘I love you too’ did me in completely and honestly, the whole thing is so sublime, what an absolute gift.  No words I write can do justice to the incredible performances of Miriam Shor and Sutton Foster so I really can only suggest you go and watch the final scene again for yourself.

This episode of Younger really was something else. After five and a half seasons, Liza is finally free from her lie, she can FINALLY live her life without wondering if or when or how it is going to catch up with her. It feels like a big sigh of relief. For me this episode also showed how much more compelling it is for the drama to sit in the space of these women navigating friendships and work dynamics and how much the focus on the triangle detracts from what this show is actually about. It's not that often you get to watch an episode of a show you love and think, 'that episode is going to go down as one of the best in the series', but 'Debu-taunt' will without a doubt hold it's place as one of the best.   

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eleonora was having a shitty day. She got messaged again by some dude on Instagram named alessandro who just couldn't take a hint.  He had been messaging her non stop for 2 weeks now which made sense to her because while edoardo's instagram was full of pics of them she decided to keep her relationship on a lower profile which was hard with a guy like edoardo. silvia wouldn't stop talking about some new guy in school named alessandro who had just transferred halfway through the year to this school. According to her sources, he wanted to join the villa and he was super hot. sana was the only one who had seen the guy and thought " he was just like the others". She showed them a picture and sure enough it was him. Her Instagram stalker. federica gave her opinion on him and soon enough so did eva. When eva was done talking she noticed a change in her friend's mood so she drifted the conversation from alessandro to silvia's new cat and her developed baking skills ( silvia’s not the cat’s). Soon the bell rang and they went to class. eva stayed behind and asked eleonora if she was okay. eleonora couldn’t tell her. eva already had enough on her plate after what happened with gio and fede, she was just trying to move on and study with no distractions. eleonora just shrugged and said “ I’m fine just didn’t sleep well last night”. Though eva didn’t seem to believe it she realized if eleonora wanted to tell their group of friends she would of. “ Ok just remember if you need anything I’m here for you.” eva said. ele nodded and they hugged before they went separate ways. Eleonora walked to her next and last class, chemistry. She got there just before class started and just her luck alessandro was in this class as well. The teacher told him to introduce himself and he happily stood up. She tuned him out and sat down on the only seat left in class the one next to his. She usually loved chemistry and actually excelled in the subject but today she couldn’t even concentrate on what the teacher was saying. Soon eleonora was snapped out of her gaze by the teacher herself. “Eleonora Sava!” she yelled, making ele stop and actually listen. “As I was saying, you will be showing the new kid about how our class works.”, she said and continued on with her lesson. “hi gorgeous , just letting you know that you can call me ale .” said alessandro in a flirtatious tone. “ ok let’s just get started” ele responded completely ignoring his advances. “ come on! you really don’t recognize me?!” he exclaimed. ele rolled her eyes and said “ ok alessandro , let me tell you this, I don’t want you and i just want to do what the teacher said and leave , ok stalker?” she didn’t wait for him to respond and started to explain to him all the material her chemistry class has done. soon there were only 10 minutes left of their class and she felt a cool unfamiliar hand start to creep up her thigh. as soon as ele realized what was actually going on, she spanked his hand and gave him a glare. he seemed to be grinning as she angrily said “ what the fuck do you think you are doing?!” “oh I’m just giving you a sneak peek of what’s to come.” suddenly ele felt sick remembering what happened with edo’s brother. she got up and asked the teacher to go to the nurse because she really felt bad and excused herself because it was her last period. before the teacher even finished her goodbyes , she gathered her stuff and bolted without a second glance. she rushed to the bathroom feeling a panic attack coming on. as she calmed herself down in a stall, two girls came in thinking they were alone. “ so did you see edoardo’s new Instagram post ?” one started. “ of course Valentina the one where he is at that expensive ice cream shop looking hot as always , everyone has already.” the other responded. “ well stella apparently he was getting his new girlfriend some you know that uptight bitch eleonora.” said valentina. “ she is so lucky I mean imagine being able to have the Edoardo Incanti at anytime.” said stella dreamily. “ well she isn’t good enough for him. he deserves someone who can satisfy him and his needs and keep him popular. she clearly can’t , have you seen her ? anyway i’m not the only one who thinks so.” said Valentina arrogantly full of jealousy. “ don’t waste your breath on her and we have to go , my parents want me home early.” responded stella. as they left , ele got out and was trying to process all that has happened. So people thought she wasn’t good enough for her boyfriend , no big deal. but suddenly ele started to feel bad, something she hasn’t felt in a long time , insecure. maybe they were right she wasn’t right for edo , a gorgeous rich boy should have a just as perfect girl next to him.so why did he pick her ? these feelings were feelings she always kept deep down inside because she had worked hard for where she is now. she wipes her tears and made her self look presentable then got out of the bathroom to meet up with the girls. they were all talking about their days when a car interrupted them. edo said hi to all the girls and then ele bid goodbyes to all her friends and walked into his car. he kissed her cheek and said “ hey bellisima”. she responded shyly not really believing him for once and let out a small hey. as they were driving to thier place it was quiet. all of a sudden edo pulls over a new street with nice houses but one seemed to have new people moving in. so he drives the car into the alleyway next to the houses so they can’t be seen. when they finally had some privacy, edo turned to her and asked her “ what is wrong bella donna”. “ please stop calling me that”she responded. “ why not it’s true” he said confused by her behavior. “ why did you pick me?” ele said tears clouding up her eyes. suddenly she is pulled in to his lap from her seat so she is straddling him. “ what? what do you mean? I love you and your whole self. I love the way you help your friends and fight for them when you need to. I love how you can be silly and funny when you want to be. I love your gorgeous emerald eyes with sleek dark brown hair that I love to run my fingers through so much and your oh so red lips. I love the way you are so perfect for me, putting me in my place when I need it . I just love you ele.” he said meaningfully while looking into her eyes. “ but others don’t think so. according to them , you deserve someone better who can satisfy your needs.” ele said touched by his words. “ you do and you are all I need eleonora francesca sava.” he responded to her lovingly. he leaned in for a short sweet kiss but ele wanted to prove the demons wrong so she made the kiss passionate and deeper. soon enough they were making out in edo’s car in an alleyway where anyone could see them but they didn’t care. Hips were colliding together and ele was just in a state of pleasure letting out occasional moans and soft gasps. as edo’s mouth was sucking harder on her neck , she hit her hand on the window and that snapped her out of her daze , remembering where they are. “edo, we have to stop” she forced herself to say. their foreheads touched and eleonora looked around and saw no one but them . “we should go home” he said with a suggestive glint in his eyes. that car ride was the quickest one she’s ever had and the moment they walked into the apartment , a night of complete bliss started. the next day when she walked into class with her head held and a hickey on her neck , mouths were wide open with shock and alessandro took a hint.

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Eleonora ruefully wakes up at four fifty-five in the morning. She grumbles as she climbs out of bed, knowing she can't go back to sleep. She curses Edoardo's name as she searches for the light switch. It was his awful idea to leave for Endine Gaiano at five-thirty, since it's a six and a half hour drive. They easily could've left a few hours later, Eleonora had argued. Not wanting to get up so early.

But no, Mr. Incanti refused to. Said she had to see the villa in the morning, because it's just so beautiful. And he didn't want to waste half of their day driving.

Eleonora knows Edoardo is coming to pick her up soon, and she refuses to be unready when he arrives. She has packed all her stuff the night before, all she needs to do now is shower, eat, and get dressed. 

The shower is quick, about ten minutes, and she pulls her wet hair into a bun. A lose white shirt is pulled over her head, and she slips on a pair of jean shorts.

 Eleonora finishes just in time. Her phone lights up with Edoardo's message, telling her he's here.

She grabs her bags, and tiptoes from her room. Not wanting to wakeup her aunt and cousins. She gently opens and shuts the front door, making sure to lock it.

She looks for cars, and darts across the street to his Audi. She gives him a quick kiss, and fastens her seatbelt.

 "Ciao." He kisses her again.

"Ciao." She says as she hooks up the AUX cord to his car. Edoardo groans,

"Please spare me from Baby K." Eleonora playfully hits his shoulder.

"No, it's not Baby K." She sticks out her tongue and hits play. Britney Spears's voice fills the car. Edoardo lets out another groan,

"This is worse." He complains. Eleonora kisses him again.

 "Drive." She tells him with a laugh.

 "I'm at your command, Senora." He winks at her.

The arrive at the Incanti family Villa at eleven-thirty. Eleonora has played Britney Spears for the whole drive as payback for Edoardo making her get up so early.

As they drive up the driveway, she sees the beautiful lake Endine not too far away. The sun’s beams shine across it, making it look more even beautiful.

"We'll go to the water once we've unpacked everything." Edoardo says as he parks his car.

"How long have you been visiting here?" She asks as she pulls her bags out of his backseat.

"Since I was little. My Nonna was from here. When my parents still lived together, we'd come here when school ended. I'm the only one that comes here now." Edoardo opens the front door, and they walk in. "And maybe after a swim, we can go for a hike?" He suggests. Eleonora gives him a quick peck on the lips.

"I'd love that."

She changes into a dark yellow one piece, with little flowers all over it. Edoardo removes his shirt, and puts on a pair of black swimming shorts.

They climb into the water, and Eleonora dunks her head. When she comes up for air, she sees Edoardo has gotten closer. A mischievous smile on his face. 

She splashes water on him. "Whatever you're planning. Don't do it." She warns.

"Or what, you'll splash me more?" He teases. He wet curls clinging to his head.

"Shut up." She tells him, and tries to swim away. Edoardo grabs her by the waist,

"Who said you could leave?" He asks, teasingly.

"I did." She tries to wiggle out of his grasp.

"Too bad." He says and lifts her into the air.

"Put me down!" She yells. Edoardo listens, and drops her. She flounders for a moment, before coming back up. She lungs at him in retaliation, and he laughs.

 She wraps her legs around him, and messes with his hair. He dunks them both underwater and kisses her. Eleonora kisses him back, and he lifts them back up.

Edoardo's hand slips into her bathing suit, and runs a hand down her back. She pulls away.

"Not here." She says, gasping for breath. They pull apart, and race out of the water. Only stopping to grab their towels. 

Edoardo presses her against the back of the front door once they're inside. Her hands run through his curls, and he peppers her neck with hot kisses.

She moans with pleasure as he slips off one of her straps and nips at her shoulder.

He slips out of his shorts, and picks her up again. Taking her to the bedroom.

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They lay in bed for hours. Wrapped in each other.

"So, want to go for that hike now?" Edoardo asks. Eleonora hits him with a pillow.

 "You've tired me out too much to even think about exercise." Edoardo smirks.

 "Then I've done my job." She kisses him. 

 "I think you have." He kisses her back, and runs a hand through her hair.

 They spend of the rest of the day, and most of their vacation in bed. Not wanting to be out of each other's arms. 

The hike never happens.

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lol i think that’s about it for some reason i thought i had a lot more. sorry, but always feel free to send me any links to any new noorhelm fanfics! (not gonna lie i am not really a fan of skam nl or skam belgium/wtfock so yeah that’s why i don’t really post about them or read their fanfic)

[rosesandrightreasons-blog]

The Bachelor: Season 23 Episode One- Fancy Dresses and First Impressions

Well, folks, Colton’s journey as the Bachelor has finally begun and there’s a lot to discuss! Episode one was full of sequins, kisses, drama, perfect curls, and of course, some villainous prospects. Let’s dive in:

First of all, let’s talk about the 3-hour premiere chock full of jam-packed viewing parties. People are not happy about the segments, and while I agree that they made for a far-too-long premiere, I of course enjoyed seeing the love of my life on this Bachelor season, Jason Tartick. Even if he couldn’t bless my screen by being the bachelor I prayed for all season long, I was ecstatic that he was there at all. Aside from seeing Jason though, the viewing parties were completely useless and took up so much time. We spent the first 45 minutes without even seeing a glimpse of the mansion. Come on, guys. Cut the crap and give us some DRAMA (don’t worry, it’ll come...)!

So, the ladies! Let’s discuss the limo entrances and intros. We had a few interesting moments and a few stand-outs as the women arrived. The highlights included a sloth, a horse and carriage, a woman in a police car who called herself the fashion police (which I found ironic since she was wearing a cutoff tank top with no bra and a sparkly skirt- it did NOT look good), far too many virginity jokes, a few languages, some pleasant conversations, some nervous contestants, some cute and memorable introductions, and a few sweet moments that hinted at potential for genuine connections in the future. My favorite moment (probably of the entire night) was when Colton met Cassie, a sweet and pretty 23 year-old speech pathologist who seems actually perfect for him. If you can’t tell, I have already come to love Cassie, she is my favorite. Anyway, she had a box of butterflies, to represent the nerves and butterflies she has in her stomach when she sees Colton, and they decide to get rid of the nerves and pour them on the ground. It’s really cute, but the best part is as she’s walking away, we see Colton picking up a butterfly and looking at it all thoughtfully with a smile, and then HE TUCKS IT INTO AN INSIDE POCKET OF HIS JACKET TO KEEP FOREVER. I love it it’s so adorable! I hope they get married and he still has the butterfly and can like show it to her when he proposes at the end of the show ahhh. Okay, I’m showing bias and need to get back to the point. So, I digress. Side note: The fashion police girl gave him handcuffs at the end and he kept them and said he’d save them for the fantasy suites! I SCREAMED!

On to the cocktail party: Demi takes Colton aside first, which of course shocks everyone as it does every season, as if anyone’s going to talk to him if no one goes first. People do not like Demi, and while I don’t think she’s ready for a serious relationship, she doesn’t seem like the worst person on the show, not by a long shot. I don’t hate her. Anyway, he has some good conversations with a lot of women, beginning to build connections with some. He dances with Sydney, gives a piggyback ride to Tayshia, and fishes with Alaskan Elyse, but that’s mostly the extent of the shticks. He seems seriously interested in a a few women, hitting it off with Caelynn, who gets the first kiss, and Katie, who gets the second. He seems very comfortable and open with Hannah G, and they seem to really understand each other. He can’t stop smiling with Cassie (!!!) and in the middle of their conversation, they show an interview with Colton where he says that hes “very smitten” with some of the women (hint hint: Cassie). Last among the frontrunners, Hannah B. makes a connection with Colton late in the night, and they have a very real conversation and seem to be a good match.

And this wouldn’t be the Bachelor without a good dose of drama (despite the fact that these women have known each other for all of one night). Already, the villain of the season has emerged: A flaky, fake-lipped, “dog mommy”, arrogant woman named Catherine who looks like Jennifer Coolidge but has absolutely NONE of the fabulous personality. So, she steals Colton from other women for conversations FOUR TIMES. Naturally, this stirs the pot amongst the other contestants and they spend over half of their interview time talking shit about her. When she steals him the second time, Onyeka steps in a few moments later and steals him from her, fed up because many haven’t had time with him yet, delivering the iconic line, “I heard you were drowning in bitches!” While wearing a snorkel. As I said, iconic. Catherine then steals him from a third woman, which sends Onyeka over the edge. She pulls Catherine aside for a confrontation, trying to be nice but coming off a little fake and icy, but eh, Catherine deserves it so it’s okay. Catherine says she gets it and they end with a hug. Onyeka thinks the convo went great, but of course, Catherine goes and steals Colton a FOURTH time, and it is decided that she is the worst of all time. We hate Catherine. So do all the other women.

Colton gives the first impression rose to Hannah G, who he says reminds him of home and he feels at ease with. I quite like Hannah G and think that they are cute together, I approve of this first impression rose handout, but at this point I am unconvinced that Hannah G will be the final contestant, because everyone here has known each other for one night, so I am unconvinced of anyone’s position as the winner. However, I will continue to root for Cassie.

Besides Hannah G, Colton gives roses to 22 women, eliminating 7. He keeps all of the following (handing out roses in this order), so keep up: Caelynn, Katie, Alex B, Hannah B, Onyeka, Caitlyn, Annie, Kirpa, Heather, Elyse, Tayshia, Courtney, Cassie, Demi, Nina, Erika, Sydney, Bri, Angelique, Tracy, Nicole, and Catherine. Catherine seems to be a producer pick, especially as the last rose. I firmly believe that the order of the roses is irrelevant in such early episodes, with the exception of the first and last rose, which are significant (for different reasons- first is good, last is bad). So, Colton sends home sloth girl (Alex D), Cinderella (Erin), Devin, Revian, Laura, Jane, and Tahzjuan. People are sad for Tahzjuan, but tbh she was super judgmental about multiple other girls and I was not here for it. I liked sloth girl, but the rest of them were fairly boring so it’s whatever. 

We ended the episode with a sneak peek into the rest of the season, with the promise of tears and --GASP-- the most dramatic season yet. What a surprise. There’s talk of heartbreak, and fights, and lots of beaches and swimsuits and kissing, and Colton jumps a fence! Can’t wait to see the rest of the season and continue to hate every mention of Colton’s virginity as if it’s his only personality trait when really it’s not a big deal at all. See ya next week!

(I’m also going to do a whole post of my opinions of all the women so that’ll be up soon!)

[putschki1969]

Hikaru Birthday Event 2018 – Live Report

So…since my last report was stupidly deleted by yours truly and I only provided a mini-report, I thought I would write a proper one for you now. This time around I am using google docs so I hope nothing will be deleted. Without further ado, let’s get to it!

The day of the event was my second day in Japan. I was still quite exhausted from my travels but oh well, it wasn’t too bad. I got up pretty early and met up with my friend Sai to line up for the merchandise. We were at the venue (Suntory Hall Tokyo) at around 10 am to make sure we got everything we wanted. Thankfully the wait wasn’t too bad since we were protected from the sun underneath the building. It was still humid as hell but pretty bearable. Some Japanese Kala-fans from twitter said “hi” to me and as always I was super awkward. Sorry!! Anyways, after the wait was over, we finally got to buy our goods. I bought pretty much everything except the towel because meh, I am not a fan of towels. So yeah, I got the white shirt with the pink triangle, the cap, the ticket file and the booklet\clearfile set. Here’s a sneak peek at the booklet in case you haven’t seen it yet 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→ CLICK ME

By the way, the goods are available on the Space Craft Online Store since yesterday so be sure to get them quickly!! https://spacecraft-shop.jp/kalafina

Afterwards we headed to “La Maison Kioi” (the Kalafina SPICE interview location) to enjoy some cake. Then we headed to Shibuya to check out the Starbucks seat Keiko sat at in the 10th Anniversary Film. Just a while back, Hikaru had tried out a Calpis drink so e decided to have it too. The place (Afternoon Tearoom) was close by so that was very convenient. The lassi was certainly interesting, it had quite the unique taste, not sure I would order it again though XD.

Slowly heading back to the venue, we came across a bunch of fellow Kala-fans who had just gotten out of the afternoon event. We only heard good stuff so of course we were more than excited. At the venue we met up with lots of other Kala-fans and made some new friends. Then after another hour or so we were finally allowed inside. I delivered my letter and the ones by @theraspberrybushes and @mello-chi and then I went to my seat.

The event started on time…with a more or less unspectacular power point presentation regarding all the questions Hikaru had been asked in the questionnaire. I am pretty sure they used all the questions because there were at least 40 or something. No way in hell I could memorise all of that, especially since the questions/answers went by way too fast. Some random stuff I remember. • Hikaru’s favourite numbers are 2 and 7 • She owns around 1000 mangas • She can read a volume in about 30 minutes • If she hadn’t become a singer she would have wanted to become a mother in her 20ies • The type of character she likes in games: Men-tough; Women-peculiar and beautiful • The type of men she likes: Kind and calm • Favourite colours: Monochrome, blue and red • Favourite game: Momotaro Dentetsu • He favourite castle is Himeji • Her favourite characters in FGO are Gilgamesh and Shiki

Sorry, I can’t think of anything else. She also replied to my questions about recommendations in Toyama but she wrote like ten places or something and there was just no way for me to read it that quickly (especially since I suck when it comes to location kanji) But really, the questions weren’t exactly the highlight of the event but the most amazing part about this section were the childhood pictures of Hikaru which were randomly thrown in between questions. Like seriously the cutest pictures ever of baby Hikaru (and her little sister). Chibi-Hikaru was so freaking adorable, I could barely contain myself. We saw her wrapped up in cute winter clothes with her cheeks all red from the cold. With pig-tails!  (♥ω♥*) We saw her in her pjs at home watching TV.

Then she finally came on stage wearing the gorgeous outfit you saw in the blog post. The top is by IENA in case anyone is interested. Of course I ended up buying it because how could I resist???? http://zozo.jp/?c=gr&did=55355842

She sat down and personally replied to three more questions that were asked frequently. The first one was about her in-ear-monitors. Someone was curious what they always hear when they wear them. Hikaru explained how they work and how they tune out unnecessary noises etc. Next question was about which merchandise she designed was the most memorable for her. She didn’t actually reply to that question iirc but she used that opportunity to introduce this event’s goods. A staff member rolled up a cart with all the merchandise and she introduced them all similar to what she wrote in the Harmony countdown. Sakurada Hirotaka helped her come up with the goods so he deserves credit as well. She also explained that the colours of the shirts represented Kalafina’s origin colours. The final question was about mobile games and how much time she usually spends playing them. If she is into a game and there is an event going on, she will pretty much play all day long. As soon as she gets up, on the train, during breaks, in bed…until she falls asleep XD

Next up was the manga corner. I spaced out a little here. She always read a page out of one of her beloved mangas and then she talked about why this section felt so special to her. ・xxxHOLiC ・My Hero Accademia ・Tenshi Nanka Ja Nai

Please don’t ask me what she talked about. I have literally no idea. I have never heard of these mangas so it didn’t make much sense what she was talking about. But still, it was very nice to see her talk about her passion.

We played Janken afterwards and two lucky winners (one of them my friend Sai) got a present from Hikaru and got to go up on stage. While I can’t say I care much for the mangas they received as present, I would have killed to get a chance to go up on that stage. Oh well, turns out I suck at Janken. XD Somehow I completely forgot how to play it T_T

The Live

宝石-Houseki: WOW! Just wow! I didn’t know that this was the song Hikaru auditioned with. But hey, that explains why she was eventually chosen because man, she slayed! She sounded amazing! I think the song was slowed down a bit, yeah, it definitely was. Her performance was so powerful and tragic, she almost sounded like she was using elements from Keiko’s and Wakana’s voices. She had the same oomph as Keiko and yet there was a hint of tragedy (the same tragedy you usually get from Wakana). Flawless, absolutely flawless. Honestly, I am not even sure which version I like better, Hikaru’s or Keiko’s.

プラチナ-Platina: This is apparently one of her most frequently sung songs at karaoke. She absolutely loves it. It was an okay performance, I can’t say I like that song very much (it’s too cutesy for my taste) and I don’t think the song is particularly suited for Hikaru’s voice but Hikaru was super adorable and all smiles and she obviously had a blast with it so I was happy for her.

北ウイング-Kita Wing: Wow!! Just. Wow!! Hands down one of my favourite performances of that night. I had never heard that song before but Hikaru’s rendition was absolutely gorgeous. I just got to listen to the original version and OMG, they changed it SO MUCH. They slowed it down a lot and made it sound so much more tragic and sad. It left a lasting impression and I think I will have to buy it now. So beautiful.

CAT'S EYE: Sakurada wrote a special jazz arrangement for this song. I wish there was footage of this performance. Hikaru was so freaking sexy here. The way she moved to the lyrics, especially during that “sexy” line! Oh boy! Nosebleed!!! And it was a song I actually knew so YAY about that. If I remember correctly, I think it was actually one of the songs I voted for so double YAY.

ARIA: Finally, the song I had been waiting for. I obviously voted for this because it’s one of my all-time favourite Hikaru songs and I loved the 10th Anniversary version so freaking much (everyone else also voted for it so I kinda knew this would make it onto the setlist). This version was in a slightly higher pitch I think but not as high as the original version. She sang it with so much emotion, at this point I first started crying. Once again Hikaru mentioned that this song means the world to her and it has taught her so much. It’s always special if she gets to sing it and every version is different/unique. I was a bit sad because all the Wakana/Keiko/Kajiurago parts were left out. I had hoped she would sing that WaKei section after the bridge. It’s literally one of my favourite parts of the song because of the lyrics. But oh well, it was still a mind-blowing performance and Hikaru knocked it out of the park. She struggled a bit during the 10th Anniversary performance (especially during the final verse - although studio magic made sure it sounded well-rounded on the DVD/BD) but here she hit every note.

Blackbird: Hikaru mentioned that we would all recognise this song once we heard the chorus but meh, it seems I am the only one who has never heard of this song. Guess it’s because I have never really listened to the Beatles. Sorry to everyone who thinks that’s blasphemy or something. Either way, Hikaru made me really like this song although it will not become my favourite. Nothing about it was very memorable so I have a hard time remembering any details. I just know that Hikaru sounded really chill and cool. She obviously enjoys to sing this type of song.

Honesty: It’s honestly embarrassing how few songs I knew during this live. This was another one I had never heard before but boy, Hikaru made me fall in love with it immediately. I don’t know what it was about her performance but it was just so touching and emotional, it seemed like she meant every word she was singing. Everytime she sang “honesty” my heart broke a tiny little bit. The feels! Oh, the feels!!

Just the Way You Are: Can’t say I ever cared much for this song but once again Hikaru brought something special to it that made me appreciate how lovely this piece actually is. It really felt like she was singing from the heart. On that note, I would like to mention that her English pronunciation was really good during all the English songs. You most definitely understood what she was singing and she tried her best to emphasise each and every word. Very impressive. That’s certainly not a given with Japanese artists. Although I guess we all know that Hikaru’s English is very good. After this song, Hikaru told the Japanese audience that even though they probably didn’t understand the English lyrics, she hoped she was able to convey the meaning through her singing (she was!!). She invited everyone to check out all the lyrics because they are all super beautiful.

魂のルフラン- Tamashi No Rufuran: I was one of the people who voted for Zankokuna Tenshi no These so when she started to talk about Evangelion I freaked out a little. Unfortunately she ended up singing this song instead. I haven’t really watched the series so I only ever knew the OP and nothing else. Can’t say this song left a lasting impression. I don’t remember much from it. T_T Sorry, Hikaru. And sorry to everyone who had expected a more throrough report. I think she struggled a bit during the high parts here but it wasn’t too bad.

History Maker: I am embarrassed to say that I once again didn’t recognise the song. It sounded familiar but I couldn’t for the life of me remember where it was from. I was confused because I thought it was a Western song but Hikaru had mentioned she would sing anime songs now. I was like, “ehh???” Only afterwards when Hikaru mentioned it was from Yuri on Ice I suddenly remembered. [I am definitely the most clueless person when it comes to anime] This was most certainly the most upbeat and fun song of the night. Everyone was hyped and Hikaru was running around the stage, trying to connect with as many people in the audience as possible. And it worked. So much power, so much strength. Simply amazing. She really managed to capture the spirit of the song. Can’t say I watched the anime but I know it’s about sports and figthing spirit and boy, after this performance I was SO READY to climb Mount Fuji XD (which is good since I actually did climb Mt. Fuji the day after). Once she was finished Hikaru told us that actually no one had voted for her to sing this song but since it’s one of her faves she thought it would be okay to include it, this was “Hikaru’s vote” so to speak.

sprinter: Hands down my favourite performance of the night. The lights were dimmed and all you could hear was Hikaru’s voice which was already brimming over with emotion. The arrangement was super slow, she sang pretty much all the lines (including Wakana’s and Keiko’s). She didn’t sing the Kajiurago parts though. When she got to the “kimi ni aitai…” part, the hall became completely dark and there was just a tiny light illuminating Hikaru. Her voice was raw and fragile and very quiet. She wasn’t even singing them properly, it was more like she was saying them to us. It’s hard to explain but it was utterly heartbreaking. Tears everywhere. She only sang that part once and I think that’s for the best because this way it was incredibly powerful. And even though you could barely see her face you could definitely hear her voice break. She ended the song with Wakana’s line, “I'm calling your name”. By the end of the performance everyone was in tears and you could see Hikaru wiping away a tear too.

That was the end of the live, Hikaru took a bow and thanked everyone. When she told the audience to give a big round of applause to Sakurada he started playing the first tunes of “Happy Birthday”. It was a bit awkward at first because Japanese audiences never know what to do in situations like that. But they caught on surprisingly fast and so everyone was singing for Hikaru. That’s when Hikaru pretty much broke down into tears and watching this made me cry even more. She desperately tried to compose herself afterwards but nope, she couldn’t. Whenever she started to speak, a new wave of emotions seemed to hit her. She had to use a towel to wipe her tears away. She said that she didn’t expect Sakurada to play the birthday song for her (although I think that’s not true because he apparently played it during the afternoon event too but I forgive her for that little lie XD). Oh well, whether she was surprised or not she seemed to be moved either way and that is the only thing that counts. She thanked us for coming, thanked us for making this night incredibly special for her and finally assured us that she would forever remember this evening and treasure it within her heart…during the whole time tears were streaming down her face. She hopes that the next time we all meet there will be less tears and more laughter. She apologised for crying so much (oh please, Hi-chan, never apologise for that!!!!) Then she left the stage and the audience was asked to remain seated until told otherwise. The individual rows were asked to wait in line and leave the hall one by one.

That’s when we all got our personal greeting and postcard from Hikaru. She was standing outside wearing the white shirt from the merchandise and she handed each and every person a handwritten note and thanked them once again for coming. The staff people were rushing everyone out but fans were able to talk to Hikaru for a milli-second. When it was my turn I was shaking and I started crying again. Hikaru smiled at me and gave me one of her English cards (like seriously, she even prepared English cards for her foreign fans! So thoughtful of her!). I told her that I was incredibly moved by her performance (as if my crying wasn’t indication enough) and it looked like Hikaru was about to start crying too but then I was ushered outside so I can’t know for sure. I was shaking so much and then and it took a few minuted to compose myself.

All in all it was a super special event and I am so glad I got the chance to attend it. Hikaru is a born solo performer and she owned the stage throughout the entire event. She made me fall in love with her even more. You could really tell how much she cared about her fans. Right now I am very grateful that she is there for us and wants to be close to us. This event and all her blog posts make me so very happy, you have no idea. My only regret is that Hikaru didn’t mention Wakana and Keiko during the evening event. Why did she only talk about them during the afternoon event? So unfair! But oh well, it’s not like I missed much. She basically just told the audience that they are keeping in touch and that she had received birthday geetings from both of them (duh! Of course she did! Did anyone doubt it?) and that Wakana regularly sends pictures of her plant babies. They are all doing their own thing now so I understand and respect their choice (yes, I think it’s their choice and they are not forced by Space Craft) to lay low and not mention the others too much. However, it’s still nice when they do.

Okay, that’s a wrap. Hope you enjoyed this and if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask

[teatimewrites]

Those Days - t.h.

september 21st, 2017

prompt: reader feels too alone. tom steps in to help in any way he can.

word count: 1.4k bc bee (me)  can’t contain herself!!

warnings: anxiety, sad feelings+thoughts, major fluff (hopefully, if i did the fluff right lol)

a/n: this is for @enjoy-tracking-this-lamp bc she deserves some fluff!! feel better hun :) also this is  u n e d i t e d  i’m sorry in advance - this is my first ever posted writing so feedback is much appreciated!! thanks readers!! :) 

pairing: tom holland x reader

song: flesh and bone by keaton henson 

(song was suggested by @enjoy-tracking-this-lamp and it’s vvv good i 10/10 recommend anyone reading to listen to it while you read)

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Tom’s knuckles lightly tapped the door to your apartment with contained joy. He hadn’t been home for almost eight hours, since he had spent the day in the city with his family, and it was already too much time apart from you. He hated to be cliche but in all honesty, he wanted to spend every second of his days with you. 

He was a little disappointed when he hadn’t heard the sound of your feet padding across the floor to welcome him home. Another knock against the door was greeted with another round of silence. Tom finally decided to let himself in with the key you’d given him.

He peeked his head around the corner to see if you were possibly in the kitchen. The kitchen turned up empty, leaving Tom’s heart to sink a little further in his chest.

“Y/N, love? I’m back!” He raised his voice loud enough just in case you were in the shower. He wandered through the kitchen into the hallway where your bedroom was.

Tom’s brow scrunched down in confusion when he heard soft music playing through the hallway. It was very faint but from what Tom could tell, it held a melancholy tune that was starting to grip him.

And I am alone, so don't speak

I find war, and I find peace

I find no heat, no love in me

He instantly knew what the sad music meant despite how you had never told him about these days you had. These days that would sneak up on you like the clouds sneak up over a city, ready to rain down their troubles onto the citizens below. What pained him was to know that this kind of lonely day had come up on you when he had gone out with his family, leaving you to brew in your anxious thoughts on your own.

He gently pushed your bedroom door back. You were laying in bed with your laptop paused on a Netflix original that hadn’t done its job to distract you from the worries trying to cloud your mind. The music had been playing in place of the movie. You had figured that if you couldn’t avoid the worries, you might as well face them. You shot up instantly from your side when you saw Tom standing in the doorway behind the screen of your laptop.

You cleared your throat. “Hey Tom. .” You cringed at how your voice had cracked from such a short sentence. His Adam’s apple shot up before settling back in the center of his throat as he felt his own worry for you double.

“How are you doing?” He asked quietly. He leaned his shoulder against the doorframe with his hands shoved into his pockets. Guilt was washing over him about having gone out to enjoy the wonders of the city with his family while you had been holed up at home.

You pulled a weak smile out. “I’m okay.”

And my body's weak

Feel my heart giving up on me

I'm worried it might just be

And my body's weak

Tom sighed and pushed off the doorframe. You blinked at him since he didn’t say anything, instead crossing the room in four steps before he crashed onto the bed next to you. “You don’t have to tell me darling, but I know that was a lie.”

He closed your laptop before moving it to the table beside your bed. Tom could see the thoughts swirling in the irises of your eyes before you had even said anything. You bit your lip and lowered your gaze onto your lap as you sat with your legs crossed beneath you. He scooted himself so close to you that you were sat between his legs and kicked his shoes off. He scooped you into his embrace before they clambered to the floor.

“I’m here.” Tom whispered. His fingers, as rough and calloused as they may be, were tracing the softest and most delicate circles on one of your shoulder blades while his other hand was holding you close to his chest. You finally let your guard down so that you could sink into his chest.

Feel my lungs giving up on me

I'm worried it might just be

Something my soul needs

The music still played in the background, but the steady breaths leaving Tom combined with the gentle rise and fall of his chest was all you needed. Somehow he knew of your anxieties, your fears, your overwhelming worries, and your underwhelming solutions, and you couldn’t have been more grateful for a man like Tom who was willing to search for these pieces of your identity, of who you are. You bit your lip and took in a long breath through your nose.

Tom’s legs wrapped around you in a criss-cross pattern as you had your legs beneath you. You felt cozy and comforted to have him holding you close.

“And I see war on the screen,

And it is cruel and unclean,

But I still worry more about you,” Tom quietly sang to you. You could feel his lips kiss the top of your hair before he rested his chin there. Another few verses came along with the two of you still embracing like this, caving in on one another.

Tom was worried that maybe this wasn’t working. He knew he wasn’t the best at handling the bad thoughts when he had them, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to let you suffer through yours without him battling them down when he could. Tom pulled back a bit to glance at your face to see if you were alright.

You looked up at him with a smile that was much brighter than the one you had tried to pass off earlier. He let out a breath he had unintentionally been holding and smiled with a small amount of relief.

You managed to pull the both of you down so you were laying in his embrace still. His legs were also still wrapped around you. A thought flitted through his mind.

“If I were a koala, you would be my favorite tree Y/N.” He mumbled. You scrunched your eyebrows and your nose while a giggle left your lips.

His eyes shot open wide while a rosy blush creeped into his cheeks.“Sorry! That was so stupid, jeez Tom-”

You laughed again. “No no, it was funny. And cute. I’m honored.” You bit your lip and looked him in the eyes.

A lazy smile spread across his face. He leaned forward to kiss the apples of your cheeks and the tip of your nose before reaching your lips. The warm and buttery-smooth kiss that Tom gave you was the one to help the knot in your stomach loosen and the battle between your brain and your soul come to rest. When he pulled back, he let his face nuzzle into your neck. A soft kiss was placed on your neck which made your mind feel even further at ease.

“I love you darling.” He paused. “And I know it may be hard to talk about your inner battles, but if or when you do feel ready, I am here. You don’t have to face them alone. I hope you know that I’ll always be fighting them with you, for you.” You felt his eyelashes flutter against the sensitive skin of your neck. A shiver followed down your spine while goosebumps rose at the realization that you had struck gold in loving Tom.

Something my soul needs

Is you, lying next to me

And it's you, lying next to me

The song ended but the embrace didn’t. Tom were still held you close, with your fingers running through his curly mahogany-brown hair after he had fallen asleep. The only thing stuck on your mind now was the soft waves of love for him radiating through your heart and soul. He had unknowingly been the cure to the inexplicable anxieties you were plagued with that day. You saved the memory of him in this moment for when you would need it on another one of those days.