#taylor sheridan when i catch u

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im currently rewatching s4 of yellowstone and i just remembered why i stopped watching lmao

[benhardyisdaddy]

i’m in love with my car

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(hope u all like this idea from @roger-bang-the-drum !!! <3) 

Word Count: 974

‘67 Mustang. That’s the car you had in your garage as you lay underneath and work away. This was your dream car ever since you were a little kid and you finally got it. You saved and saved until you could finally afford it. It was like your baby - taking care of it day and night. Your passion for mechanics and cars was in your blood as it ran in your family. You were determined to get this machine up and running and you weren’t giving up easily. 

You were covered in oil and grease as were your overalls. You were so close to fixing this car as you bite your lip and twist a bolt as hard as you can. Ever since you had met your boyfriend, Ben, three years ago, you couldn't stop blabbering about this car. He knew nothing you were talking about, but he just loved the way your eyes crinkle and how passionate you are about it. Whatever you love, he loves.

You finally were able to twist the bolt until a tiny pop is heard. Your eyes go wide as you smile huge and roll yourself from under the vehicle. You press a button on a machine that’s holding the car up and watch as it slowly lowers back down just a bit. You rush to the hood of the vehicle and open it up. You check wires and make sure everything was in place. This was the moment you had been waiting for. You couldn’t stop grinning as you retrieve the keys from your pocket and hurry to get inside, slamming the door shut. 

You place the key in the ignition and close your eyes. You take in a deep breath and turn the key, hearing the engine roar to life. It worked! You open your eyes wide and laugh as you raise your arms and cheer loudly. Your dream was finally here and you needed to show Ben immediately. You didn’t think about anything else besides putting on your seat belt and shifting her into drive. The car moved smoothly and you couldn’t believe this was happening. You’re on your way to see Ben. 

***

Ben was busy filming a movie that he was so passionate about. The location of the day was not far from you at all. You had only visited once and were given a lanyard with a special access card on it. You couldn’t wait to get there and show off your girl. You drove fast and excited when the giant gate to the studio appears. Someone clicks on over the intercom as you show your badge and identify yourself. They immediately know you are as the gate opens. You thank them and quickly drive inside. There’s a parking lot just to the right of you as you park the car and jump out. You admire the beauty before you hear your name being called. You turn around and spot Ben all dressed up for the movie - a huge smile on his face. 

“Security told me you were!” he says happily. 

You grin wide and step aside as you show off the car. Ben understands and his eyes go wide. 

“I finally finished!” you squeal as he stares at it in shock. 

“You finished!” you shouts as he walks up and engulfs you into a big hug. “I’m so proud of you!” 

You squeeze him tight and back away when more voices are heard. You both spin around and watch as the rest of the cast walk towards you. Ben holds your hand and smiles as the real Roger Taylor walks up. 

“Ah, this must be the lovely y/n.” he says with a smile. 

Your eyes go wide for a moment and your speech is nonexistent as you try to think of something intelligible to be. 

“Oh, uh, um-” 

“Yes!” Ben says looking to you. “This is my girlfriend, y/n. Y/n, this is Roger, Brian, Rami, Gwil and Joe. Y/n here just accomplished a huge dream of hers finally.” he says all proud. 

Roger’s eyebrows go up as he smiles. 

“And what was that?” 

You feel your cheeks turn pink as you move out of the way to reveal your car. Roger’s eyes go wide as he walks up to admire it. 

“This is your car!?” he asks shocked. “Let me guess, 67?” 

You’re taken back by his accuracy. 

“Wow, yeah it is! Always wanted one ever since I was little and I finally just got it to drive.” 

“You fixed it yourself?” he asks beyond impressed. 

You raise your head and nod. Ben’s watching you with stars in his eyes. 

“I used to have one of these babies when I was around your age.” says Roger. “What engine is in it?” 

Everyone but you all sigh and roll their eyes as you two begin talking about everything cars. 

“Oh, not another one.” says Brian quietly in the back with a dramatic sigh. 

Gwil, Joe and Rami are all watching as they hold back laughs as Roger explains everything Mustang to you. He keeps getting more shocked about how you already know anything and everything about cars. Roger looks to Ben and raises a brow. 

“Benjamin, if you hurt her, I’ll kill you.” 

Everyone, including you, laugh as Ben’s eyes go wide. 

“But… But I introduced her to you.” he says fast as you walk next to him. 

“Well, she’s my favorite kid now and if you hurt her, I’ll end you.” 

Ben’s face is a mix of laughter and fear as you giggle. 

“Understood.” he says as Rog smiles and motions you to walk with them. 

“So,” he starts. “What’s your opinion on the ‘67 Chevy?” 

You look behind you and catch Ben’s eye as you both sweetly smile to one another and make your way inside. 

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[hottytoddynews]

These Dog-Days of summer are a good time to hit the cineplexes. Milk Duds, Goobers, a tub of “buttery” popcorn, and a bottomless iced cold drink, a chaise lounge experience in posh [anti-bedbug] leather seats, and A/C. What more can you ask for? And, unlike most summer Augusts, there’s much to shout about at cineplexes.

The days are long, and some of the best films are short. The studios aren’t waiting for late October roll-out of prestige films. They’re putting them out weekend after weekend – often with three/four openings on a Friday. Some making a big impact at box offices are indies. There’s comedy, drama, romance, murder, Superhero thrills, war-zone chaos, one determined dude on a snowmobile, and a new action goddess. Oscar-nominee Taylor Sheridan (Deputy Chief David Hale, TVs Sons of Anarchy; Danny Boyd, Veronica Mars) of Hell or High Water fame has sneaked in with the season’s sleeper, crime thriller Wind River, which he wrote. Oscar nominee Jeremy Renner is letter perfect as rough and tumble game tracker of mountain lions and coyotes who prey on livestock on a remote Utah Native American reservation. He’s also no slouch on snowmobiles! Already in the stark winter of their discontent, the poor natives are devastated by a second murder of a young woman, found viciously beaten and raped multiple times. This is not savory going — especially when Renner is called upon to assist urban (Las Vegas via Ft. Lauderdale) FBI Agent Elizabeth Olsen (Captain America: Civil War’s Scarlett Witch). We’ve seen directors handle flashbacks many ways, but Sheridan, no slack when it comes to inventiveness, introduces a new and seamless approach. The estimable Oscar nominee Graham Greene is featured as the girl’s father. In a brief but memorable seduction scene, HOHW’s Gil Birmingham – showing different sides of himself, will have a lot of audience members swooning.

In the U.S., a child goes missing every 40 seconds. You never think it’ll happen to you. Until it does. In Kidnap (Aviron/Di Bonaventura Pictures), when mom, Oscar winner Halle Berry, returning to the big screen after three years, catches a glimpse of the abductors speeding away, she begins a high-speed pursuit across Louisiana highways, byways, and bayous, overcoming obstacle after obstacle. The nappers messed with the wrong mom! TV veteran, 10-year-old Sage Correa delivers a masterful performance during the marathon chase that had to be shot with great care. Pay no attention to the red herons, as they don’t deliver pay dirt. The only delivering is done by indefatigable Halle Berry. The ending is powerful, but, on second thought, it would’ve been interesting to have another motive behind the kidnap other than the crackers out for ransom, that include long-time character actress Chris McGinn – move over (Misery’s) Kathy Bates!

There’s another Man in Black and, alas, he’s not Johnny Cash. The mind of Stephen King has no limits when it comes pulp fiction, but his works have proved to be a mixed bag when brought to the screen. Nikolaj Arcel’s brave attempt to adapt his seven novels and a short story published over 30 years [with homages to Robert Browning, J. R. R. Tolkien, and Sergio Leone] in Dark Tower (Columbia Pictures) falls into that category. It’s a box office champ, but no critics’ darling. However, who needs critics? Idris Elba is the last gunfighter in an alternate land out to keep the world from colliding; and Matthew McConaughey is evil incarnate as the Man in Black, with whom he’s locked in eternal battle.

Oscar winning director/and co-producer Kathryn Bigelow proved her mettle with Best Picture The Hurt Locker, and followed with a Best Picture nomination for Zero Dark Thirty. She and ZDT collaborator Mark Boal know a thing or two about war zones. This one is stateside, 1967 Detroit (Annapurna Pictures/M-G-M), where a police raid and a number of murders set off a literal African-American rebellion that set off a night of turbulence that segued into one of the nation’s largest race riots. The film is docudrama realistic, raw, disturbing, engrossing, brutal. A writer aptly summed it up: “The degree of terror and carnage is so strong that ‘based on a true story’ is too tame to do the film justice.” Not for the faint of heart, and in these Dog-Days of summer, certainly not a date movie. There are lessons that should have been learned and weren’t. John Boyega, John Krasinski, Jacob Latimore, Anthony Mackie, Will Poulter, and Algee Smith headline a huge cast.

Director Christopher Nolan’s Dunkirk (Warner Bros.), a sweeping 70-mm IMAX epic [with the help of CGI] restaging of the 1940 evacuation of more than 300,000 Allied troops [French, British, Belgian, Dutch] in fast retreat from the Western Front at Dunkerque, France. Penned in by the Germans, they’re stranded due to a lack of transport. Fionn Whitehead, in a near silent role, delivers a shattering performance. There’s also Sir Kenneth Branagh, Tom Hardy, and, in his acting debut, Harry Styles. Except for Branagh, you may find it hard to spot the others. Olivier, BAFTA, Oscar, and Tony winner Mark Rylance gives a solid performance helming his boat, which joins the civilian watercraft armada aiding the rescue. Though you never see blood, the gore as Germans strafe and use their U-boats in unconscionable torpedo attacks is harrowing– but something’s missing. At 1:45, they’re no humanizing back stories to motivate audiences to care instead of just being blown away. The Dunkirk headlines were instrumental in getting FDR to aid the U.K. to avoid a conditional surrender to Germany.

How does a sweet gal with the name Lorraine become a bad-ass spy? In Atomic Blonde (Focus Features), adapted by Kurt Johnstad from Anthony Johnston’s graphic novel series The Coldest City, illustrated by Sam Hart, Charlize Theron is an agent sent to walled Berlin to retrieve a list of spies destined to fall into the hands of Russia for Britain’s MI6 military intelligence group. It seems like a set-up because she’s a marked woman upon arrival; but like Berry in Kidnap, Lorraine isn’t to be messed with. With almost 90% of the 115 minutes so bloated with mortal combat, karate chops, all manner of guns, and objects for body blows, it begins to get monotonous, sometimes ridiculous, and lacks a core.  The story gets muddled with the intro of a lesbian [it appears] French spy, played by Sofia Boutella – but it also gets rather steamy. Numerous flashbacks don’t help the film’s coherence. That said, Theron is, indeed atomic as a spy who doesn’t know when to come in from the cold. Kudos to director and veteran stunt coordinator David Leitch (John Wick), fight coordinator Jon Valera, and crew. Without their precision choreography, bloodied, bruised Theron and cast mates wouldn’t have come out of this alive. James McAvoy co-stars. John Goodman and Toby Jones are featured.

 There’s nothing sanitized about the raucous, crass R-rated comedy about female friends bonding, nonetheless is non-stop hilarious [and probably would be just as hilarious with less F-bomb raunch and sexual innuendos and more creative expletives], Girls Trip (Universal), made for $20-mill, rolled in out of the blue and has swept up $86-mill. In addition to stellar performances by Regina Hall and tiny dynamo Jada Pinkett Smith, brilliant comic Tiffany “Shake it ‘til it brakes” Haddish, better known to TV audiences, has had the big-screen break-out role of the year; and the gals have found a new crush in former Off Broadway actor and now hunk Mike “The Arm” Colter (who’s been gym-pumping since his Good Wife Lemond Bishop days).

It’s been a good summer for superheroes. In Spider-Man: Homecoming (Columbia Pictures/Marvel Studios), director Jon Watts does a high dive, forgets the past, and begins anew. Tom Holland (Lost City of Z) soars to new heights in the third reboot of the webby franchise by not taking himself seriously and being adept at slapstick. He’s superbly abetted by Oscar winner Michael Keaton’s intense menace– some of the film’s best moments are when Fresh-faced kid v Grizzled villain, and guest star Robert Downey Jr. as Tony Stark. Peter Parker wasn’t alone waking up to the full potential of power. In Wonder Woman [Warner Bros.] Gal Gadot (a prime asset of Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice) spectacularly segues with gusto from princess of the Amazons to discover her true destiny as guardian of the world. With global grosses in the multimillions, it’s no wonder sequels are in the pipeline.

Ellis Nassour is an Ole Miss alum and noted arts journalist and author who recently donated an ever-growing exhibition of performing arts history to the University of Mississippi. He is the author of the best-selling Patsy Cline biography, Honky Tonk Angel, as well as the hit musical revue, Always, Patsy Cline. He can be reached at ENassour@aol.com. 

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[benhardyisdaddy]

my plus one - part 12

MASTERLIST 

(welcome to the last part of mpo!!! i loooooved writing this and thank u to everyone that supported and loved it!! ilysm!!! also the pic has no relevance besides it looks like hes at a resort and hes just freaking adorable lmao)

Word Count: 1,225

“And where exactly do you think you’re going!?”

Everyone in the audience gasps loudly as Roger strides towards Alex. Alex’s once embarrassed face is now twisted into an angry, red expression. He stops backing away and balls his fists. 

“What!? So you’re prince charming coming to the rescue!? You always have to ruin everything, don’t you, Roger?”

Roger is stood in front of Alex with the look of death on his face. You can tell how badly he wants to swing at him. He’s practically shaking, but he’s holding himself back. 

“I always knew you were jealous of me.” hisses Alex. 

“Enough!” you scream as you drop your bouquet and walk over to them. 

Tears are filling your eyes as they continue to have a stare down. Ellie hurries over to stand next to you. 

“I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time.” spats Alex. 

He lifts his arm back and goes to hit Roger square in the face. Roger realizes his game plan and takes a quick step back to fully avoid the blow. The look on Alex’s face is complete horror as Roger snickers and shakes his head. Everyone is silent as Roger licks his lips and suddenly lunges forward as he decks Alex right in the nose - and hard. Everyone screams as they stand up fast. Roger hits him again just as you run up and grab his arm to stop him. He’s breathing heavily in a rage. 

“And you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that!” yells Roger.

“Roger!” you shout. 

He’s staring at Alex and doesn’t even hear you. 

“Roger!” you shout once more. 

This time, you get his attention. He looks to you fast and his expression becomes soft. You were crying as you stare at him with pleading eyes. He drops his arm and his eyes never leave yours. It was as if you two were communicating even through silence. He just slowly nods his head and grabs your hand. You smile to him as you turn to look at Ellie. Alex’s family had rushed to help him as everyone else just watches. Ellie gives you a sad smile and nods. 

“Go,” she whispers. 

You smile back as Roger begins walking away - you following behind. You make your way to the tiny shack that you were just previously in. The door closes and you cover your face and sigh. You turn around to look at Roger. 

“I’m so sor-” 

Before you can finish, Roger grabs your face and kisses you hard. You’re surprised by his sudden actions, but you instantly melt against him. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him even closer into you. You kiss for a few more moments and then rest your forehead against his. 

“Please,” he whispers, slightly out of breath. “Please don’t ever apologize. I’m the one who’s sorry. I didn’t believe you when I should have. This was all on me.” 

“You didn’t know.” you whisper back. “I didn’t want to kiss him.” 

“I know.” he says fast. “I know. Ellie told me everything. I was such a jerk and I hate myself for walking away. You deserved way more than that. I’m sorry.” 

You shake your head and graze your finger against his bottom lip. You smile sweetly. 

“Me too.” 

Roger smiles and leans back in to kiss you. The moment was perfect and right now, you couldn’t be happier. Everything was out in the open and you were no longer feeling this huge weight on your back. It was like you had freedom again. And this time… with Roger. 

“I can’t believe you punched him.” you laugh, causing Rog to do the same. 

“Did you see the look on his face!? Of course I hit him!” 

This sends you two into a fit of laughter. 

“You’ve wanted to do that for a long time.” 

Roger makes a look as if he’s thinking really hard. 

“Mmm, yeah. Yeah I have.” 

You smile as you sniffle a bit.

“I’m just so happy you came back.” 

Roger shakes his head as his smile falters a bit.

“I should have never left in the first place.”

You cup his face with your hand as he leans into it. 

“And you can sort of thank Ellie for that.” he jokes.

You nod and smile. 

“Should we…” you ask as you point to the door. 

Roger nods his head fast and laughs. 

“I think we should.” 

You grin as he takes you hand and the two of you sneak out of the shack and make a break for it towards the resort. You can still hear a commotion on the beach when you finally make it to the front. You walk inside and head straight to the elevator. It feels like forever until you’re finally to your room. 

“Do you think they’ll try to find us?” asks Roger, staring at the window. 

You shake your head no as you slip your shoes off. You walk up to him and rest your hands on his shoulders.

“They’re not missing us.” you tease. 

Roger leans back in and kisses you. You don’t want this moment to ever end. 

*** 

1 Year Later 

“How do I look?” you ask nervously. 

You’re standing in front of a mirror as you stare yourself down. Your nerves are insane as you feel yourself practically trembling. 

“You look beautiful.” says Ellie as she walks up. 

You turn around to face her as she holds your hands. 

“There’s nothing to be worried about. You’ve wanted this for so long!” she whispers. 

You feel tears threaten to spill, but you blink them away. 

“No crying!” you laugh. “I’ll ruin my makeup.” 

Your mother is watching you two with her hand over her heart. This was a big moment for you and you couldn’t wait any longer. 

“They’re ready!” someone shouts as they knock on the door. 

You jump and look to the two of them with wide eyes. 

“Remember to breathe. It’s okay.” 

Your mother and Ellie leave the room and you’re left there alone. You take in deep breaths and smile. Suddenly, you open the door and walk out yourself. You go around the corner and your father is waiting for you. 

“Ready?” he asks with a smile on his face. 

You smile as you hug him tightly. 

“I’m so proud of you.” he whispers in your ear. 

All you can do is sweetly smile as you fight back tears. You link your arm with his and nod. 

“I’m ready.” 

You two begin walking and suddenly your eyes catch Roger’s. He looks beyond shocked as his mouth falls open. That’s when the tears hit you. You smile at him as you silently sob. Roger has to wipe a few tears away from his own eyes as you get closer. You make it to him finally as your father hugs you once more. Ellie is stood behind you as she grins. You stand in front of Roger and take his hands. 

“You look beautiful, Mrs. Taylor.” he whispers. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Mr. Taylor.” 

You both smile as your eyes are locked together. You’ve dreamed of this day since you were a little girl and it’s finally happening. You finally get your happily ever after. For the first time, you’re not the plus one.

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[benhardyisdaddy]

my plus one - part 2

MASTERLIST 

(hello babes!!! so ive been starved on soft roger so i needed that rlly bad in this part as u can tell lmao i hope u all like it, i seriously have so many ideas and im excited!!) 

Word Count: 1,694

You dreaded airports. You dreaded them even more when you were with Roger Taylor, the famous drummer of Queen. Every person you walked by would gasp and point at him as they get all giddy and weird. You have known Roger since before Queen, so the star struck feeling wasn’t mutual with you. You just saw your best friend and that’s all. Oh how he loved to tease you over it. 

“How does it feel to be friends with a rock star?” he asks right after signing something for a girl and her friends. 

He has a smug look on his face as he smiles. You laugh and roll your eyes. 

“Yeah, okay, Mr. Rock star. Do they know that you still sleep with your tiny stuffed tiger at night?” you ask, a smirk playing on your lips. 

Roger’s eyes go wide as he brings his finger to his mouth and shushes you.

“Shhh! Don’t say that out loud!” he warns you, his voice dangerously low. 

You wiggle your brows as you open your mouth to talk even louder. 

“Oh, do you mean the stuffed tiger you sleep with named Bubs?”

Roger leaps forward and places his hand over your mouth with a warning look on his face. You can’t help but laugh against him as he chuckles as well. The two of you stare at each other as he slowly removes his hand, a faint smile on your faces. Suddenly, the look goes serious as he continues to look at you. You swallow hard and look away fast as you rub the back of your neck.

 “We should get some snacks for the plane.” you tell him as you walk away. 

Roger takes in a deep breath and he agrees with you. The two of you walk through the gift shop and gather what you need. When you’re done, you make your way to your gate. People are still looking at Roger and probably wondering what he’s doing not on a jet. He offered to use his own, but you were more comfortable this way. 

“Ugh,” you groan out. 

“What?” he asks, removing his headphones from his ears. 

You were finally on the plane and in your seats. People were still walking through the aisle and trying to find theirs. You look to Roger and frown hard. 

“The trip’s almost six hours long.” you pout. 

Roger rolls his eyes as he opens up a small bag of chips and throws a few into his mouth, talking with it full. 

“I go back and forth on an eleven hour flight from here to London. I think you’ll survive six.”

Your eyes are wide as your head falls forward just slightly. 

“I don’t know how you do it.” you tell him. 

“Imaykesureidrinakalot”

You squint your eyes and frown. 

“Don’t talk with your mouth full!” you scold him. 

He swallows hard and starts again. 

“I make sure I drink a lot.” 

“Ohhh. Can’t blame you. Can I have one?” you ask, looking to his chips. 

He scowls as you make puppy dog eyes to him. 

“You said you weren’t hungry when I asked if you wanted anything!” 

“I wasn’t, but now I am! Pleeeeeease!” 

Roger sighs and takes a chip from the bag and holds it up. 

“Open up.” he tells you. 

You know what he’s going to do. You open your mouth and laugh as he tosses a chip up and you catch it, causing you both to silently cheer. He throws one again and it hits your forehead, causing you both to laugh hard. Maybe the plane trip won’t be as bad as you think.

***

“Who’s picking us up?” asks Roger. 

The plane had just landed and you all were able to make your way off. You had a hold of Roger’s shirt so you wouldn’t get separated in the sea of people as he carried your purse for you. 

“I think my mom is.” 

“What if it’s Alex and Ellie?” he asks with a smart aleck look on his face. 

You frown and bring yourself closer behind him, your chest practically pushed against his back. Roger’s laughing at his joke as you slip your finger under his shirt and pinch his side, causing him to hiss. 

“Ow!” he yells. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did that hurt? It was funny to me.” you tease back, causing him to frown. 

You finally make it off of the plane and inside the airport. You look around the busy place in search of a familiar face. You find one. You were right all along. Your mom was picking you up. She looks around the room and spots you. A giant smile appears on her face as she hurries to get to you. She opens her arms and pulls you in for a hug. 

“My baby!” she says loudly. 

She squeezes you hard and leans away, getting a good look at you. Her eyes go to Roger and she almost gasps. 

“Roger Taylor, is that you? Look at you! All grown up and so handsome!” she coos. 

Roger blushes and smiles to her. 

“Hi, Mrs. Y/l/n. It’s really good to see you as well.”

“Roger’s doing really well now, mom. He’s in the band Queen!” 

She squints her eyes and shakes her head, not understanding. 

“Who?” she asks, causing Roger to snicker. 

“Queen? The famous band? They’re all over the media.” 

“Oh, honey. You know I’m not much into what’s popular and what’s not. But congratulations, Roger!” she tells him proudly. 

“Thank you, Mrs. Y/l/n.” he says, still trying not to laugh. 

“So,” she starts as you make your way to your luggage. “When were you going to tell me that you two are a couple, huh?” 

You stop walking which results in Roger running into you. You look to him fast as he shrugs and doesn’t know what to say. 

“Oh, mom. Wait, n-” 

But before you can answer, someone’s talking over you. 

“Sis! Over here!” 

It’s Ellie. You hear her voice and your skin crawls. You slowly look to your left and there she is with Alex right beside her. He’s almost frowning as he awkwardly stands there as she grins and waves her hand in the air. You feel like you’re going to be sick, but Roger places his hand on your arm and you’re better. You relax. 

“What are they doing here?” you whisper to your mom. 

She frowns at them and just shakes her head. 

“Apparently Tweedledee and Tweedledum wanted to join in on the welcome party. I told them not to.” she explains.

Before you can say more, Ellie comes rushing up to you and hugs you tightly. 

“I missed you so much!” she squeals. 

“Gee,” is all you can say back. 

You look to Alex and he’s watching you closely. You don’t dare say hi to him. Ellie takes a step back and grabs his hand, making you almost shiver. What makes you feel better is the sheer disgust on your mother’s face as she looks at Alex. It made you love her more. 

“You guys were in a serious discussion. What about?” she asks, curious. 

She’s smiling so hard, her face might get stuck. You secretly wish it does. 

“Oh,” starts your mom. “I was just talking about the new couple in front of me! I had no idea!” 

Ellie looks between you two and her eyes narrow. 

“Wait, you two are dating?” she asks, confused. 

Alex tenses his jaw and stands up straight. Roger opens his mouth to tell them no, but you cut him off. 

“We are!” you say a little too loud. 

Roger’s eyes go slightly wide as he stares at you in disbelief. You awkwardly smile and laugh as you grab his hand and hold it. You show everyone and slowly lean yourself into his arms. 

“We’re… Dating.” you say, forcing a smile. 

Roger, on the other hand, looks like he’s just seen a ghost. His mouth is still slightly open as he looks between everyone beyond confused. 

“Oh my gosh?” says Ellie. “That’s amazing! Best friends who found love! Awwww!” 

And a sister who found my ex! Awwww! But you don’t say that. You just give her a tight lip smile as Roger starts to calm down and realize he needs to just go with it. 

“Uh, yeah! We’re just so in love.” he says, squeezing your hand. 

“Here,” says your mom as she pulls out her phone. “Lovebirds in paradise. Let me take your photo. Give her a smooch.” 

Both of your eyes go wide this time as you look at each other. You’ve never kissed Roger before so this was beyond awkward. He stares at you with a fake smile on his face. He’s secretly cursing you with his eyes and you can tell. 

“Alright,” you say as you turn to face him fully. “One smooch.” 

You slowly and awkwardly lean in as he does the same. Your faces are inches apart as you slightly turn your head. You can feel his warm breath on your face and your stomach was going crazy. You did not think this through. You look down at Roger’s lips and then to his eyes, watching him do the same. You lift your eyebrows up playfully, causing him to smile. You both slowly lean in and kiss. You think it’s going to last for a second, but it doesn’t. You close your eyes and lean into him, Roger doing the same. You melt for a moment until you hear the camera shutter. 

“Alright, got it.” she says. 

You both lean back and look away. You bring you hand up to your mouth and graze your bottom lip. Roger’s licking his mouth as his face is bright red. Ellie has a sweet look on her face as Alex just frowns. Roger looks to you and you both let out a breathy laugh.  

“Shall we get going?” asks your mom, turning around to sling her arm around yours. 

You all begin walking out of the airport. You’re breathless as Roger stands next to you. You never imagined yourself doing that in this moment, let alone lifetime. The kiss was sweet and gentle, nothing serious about it…

Right?

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[benhardyisdaddy]

Love Of My Life - Part 16

MASTERLIST 

(hi guys welcome to the last part of loml ugh i loved this series so much with all of my heart and thank u to everyone who supported it!!! i hope you all enjoy this <3) 

Word Count: 1,710

You rushed through the airport and ignore all of the odd expressions everyone around you were giving. You had your mind set on one thing and one thing only. You gripped your luggage tight and hurriedly search for the exit, finally spotting it. Before you’re outside, the loud sound of thunder booms everywhere around you. The sky was starting to form large, angry and dark clouds. You finally made it outside and you could practically already smell the rain. You weren’t going to let that bother you. You look around frantically and spot an empty taxi parked just down the sidewalk. You zoom towards it as the driver spins around and spots you, a grin on his face. 

“Bonjour!” he says sweetly. 

You smile to him and try to catch your breath. 

“Bonjour! I apologize, I don’t speak much French.” 

The man smiles and bows his head a bit, understanding. 

“No worries, madame. Would you like a ride?” 

All you can do is smile as you jump inside and quickly tell the kind man where exactly to go.

***

On your way back to the hotel, you find yourself and the man talking about your situation. You explain everything as he sympathizes with you. His wife passed away too.

“Sadness will always be there.” he tells you. “I never thought I would love again, but it’s what my Bella would have wanted. You feel this sense of abandonment. Like you’re forgetting who they are and what they were to you. Like their existence will become one with the shadows, but it won’t. You’ll always have them in your heart and they’ll live on forever.” 

You couldn’t help but shed a few tears as he spoke. It was so fluid and beautiful. It was exactly what you needed to hear. Who knew the kindness of a stranger is exactly what you needed at this moment.

“Thank you, Louis.” you say, sniffling a bit. “You have no idea how much I needed that.” 

Louis looks into the rear view mirror and smiles. 

“It’s something I wish someone had told me when my Bella left. It’s the truth. You don’t have to thank me, madame. Let’s just get you to where you need to be.” 

And he kept his promise. He was driving like a madman as he zoomed past cars and hurried. You started noticing familiar sights and knew you were close. Suddenly, seeing everything became difficult when an angry and sudden storm hits. Rain is pouring down in buckets as Louis slows his speed. You can barely see anything up ahead. You were antsy and impatient, worried you wouldn’t make it on time. Worried Roger would be gone.

“Ah, he we are.” says Louis. 

You lean over and look out your window, spotting your hotel. Your heart is racing and your stomach is flip flopping. You’re so nervous. Just as you’re grabbing your purse, Louis speaks. 

“Madame, is that him? The man you were telling me about?” he asks fast. 

You look up and lean forward, suddenly spotting Roger. He’s still here! He has his luggage and is speaking to another taxi driver. The trunk is open as he’s placing his items inside. He’s about to leave. You gasp as the trunk closes and Roger goes to open the back door. 

“Go!” says Louis to you. 

You jump and fling the door open. You get out of the car and the rain is soaking you. You squint your eyes and move the damp hair from your face. Roger’s about to get in the car as you yell out to him. 

“Roger!” 

He doesn’t hear you. 

You begin running and yelling again. 

“Roger!” 

Just as he’s about to get inside, he stops. He slowly turns his head towards you and freezes. You stop running and just stare at him. He has a confused look on his face as he takes a step forward. 

“Y/n?” he calls out. 

You smile at the sound of his voice as you walk towards him. You both were drenched. 

“I’m so sorry!” you shout against the loud rain. “I’m so sorry for everything! For how I acted, for leaving! I regret it all!” 

His face falls slightly. 

“You regret it all?” he asks. 

You smile and shake your head as you walk up to him. 

“I don’t regret you.” 

His face slowly turns into a sweet smile as he fills the empty space in front of you. You both are looking at each other as he leans his hand forward and moves some hair from your face. 

“Are you sure?” he asks. 

You nod your head and gently place your hand over his. 

“I’m sure. Will you forgive me?”  

“Will you forgive me?” he asks, his face going sad. 

“A million times over.” 

He smiles and leans in slightly. 

“Then me too.” 

And with that, he leans in all the way and places his lips on yours. His hands cup your face as the rain pours over you. He leans away and kisses your forehead. You wrap your arms around him and hug him tightly, not wanting to let go. You turn your head against his chest and open your eyes. Across the street, you spot John. He’s standing there with rain all around him, a smile on his face. He nods his head to you, giving you his blessing. Tears well up in your eyes as you smile back to him. Suddenly, he drifts away and disappears completely. Your John was officially gone and you have finally accepted it. 

Roger pulls you even closer to him and back to reality. You lean away and look up at him, admiring every feature on his face. His arms are around your waist and for the first time in a long time, you finally feel at home. 

***

2 Years Later

***

“Look at him.” you whisper. 

You’re sat in your hospital bed as your tiny baby boy is fast asleep in your arms. Roger’s sat beside you as you both stare down and admire him. 

“I can’t believe he’s ours.” he whispered back, making you chuckle. 

“Good team work.” you tease, making him lean in and gently kiss you. 

There’s a quiet knock at your door as it slowly opens up. A nurse tip toes in and smiles widely at you as she walks up and looks to the baby. Her heart melts at his little face. 

“How precious.” she says. 

You all agree and you can’t stop smiling.

“So, Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, have you came up with a name for him yet?” she asks. 

You and Roger looked at each other and smile sweetly, giving each other a knowing look. 

“We have.” you say looking back down at your baby. “John. John Meddows Taylor.” 

The nurse smiles and ‘awwws’. 

“What a lovely name.” she says. 

You and Roger smile as you nod your head. You gently run your finger over your babies brow, causing him to squirm slightly and smile, making your heart melt.

“Named after a lovely man.” you whisper, your eyes never leaving your baby.

***

It was late in the night and your baby had just fallen asleep. You place him in his tiny bed and make yourself comfortable in the hospital bed. You pull the blankets over you as Roger walks up with something behind his back. You smile at him and then squint your eyes, knowing he’s hiding something. 

“What do ya got there?” you ask curiously. 

Roger says nothing as he slowly moves his hands in front of himself and reveals an envelope. Your heart drops and you know. 

“It’s for you.” he says, placing it on your lap. “I’m gonna walk around for a bit, give you some time to read it.” 

He kisses you on the head and then turns around and walks out. You’re left with a letter on your lap as John’s handwriting is looking up at you. You’re nervous. You’re heart's racing as you gently open it and slide out the paper. You begin reading. 

My Darling Y/n, 

If things had gone the way I planned, you’re with Roger. You have no idea how happy I am with the idea of you two loving and protecting each other. It makes my heart happy, please believe me. Also, thank you. Thank you for opening your heart and loving again like I had asked of you. You deserve all of the happiness in the world. If I could be the one to give it you, I would. Believe me. 

Please know that you’re everything I had always wanted. You’re the greatest gift in my life. It was an honor being in love with you. You made my life better in so many ways and I thank you for that. Loving you was the greatest gift I could have ever gotten and I see myself as the luckiest man in the world, just like Roger is now. 

I told Roger to give you this note when you had kids. Something inside of me said it would be with him. I just know. I need you to know how lucky that baby (or babies) are to have you as a mother. You make every life worth living. You will be an amazing mother and I just know it. I’m just sorry I was never able to give you a family like we had so desperately wanted. You have no idea how embarrassingly happy I am for you. For you both. 

I must go, my love. This is my last letter to you, for I’m getting more and more tired every day. Thank you for being my wife and best friend. Thank you for choosing me to love. I love you beyond words. 

Goodbye For Now, 

Your John 

P.S. You’re the love of my life - forever and always, no matter what 

You were smiling as you finish the letter. Tears streamed down your face and for the first time in a long time, they weren’t sad. You couldn’t have been more happier in that moment. You were choked up as you run your fingers along John’s handwriting, gasping slightly, trying to calm down. You smiled down at the letter as you nod. 

“Mine too, John.” you whisper. “Mine too.” 

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[benhardyisdaddy]

Love Of My Life - Part 15

MASTERLIST 

(hello bbys its been a while for a chap so im SORRY but i hope u like this one xoxo also, this pic reminds me of y/n and johns wedding day w roger so im posting it lolol) 

Word Count: 1,532

Dear Roger, 

My best mate. The one person I can go to when I need something, because I know you’ll never turn me away. That’s exactly why I'm writing this letter to you - I need something. I’m dying. You already know that. Everyone does. It’s unavoidable and closer than I expected. My darling, darling y/n will be alone and by herself. Knowing her, she won’t take care of herself when I’m gone. That’s why I need you. Do you remember that night when you drunkenly apologized to me on our wedding night? You were sobbing hard as you confessed your feelings for y/n, telling me how bad of a friend you were for feeling that way towards your best friends now wife. I just need you to know that I was never upset or angry at you. I know exactly how you feel, as I am hopelessly in love with her too. You can’t help who you fall in love with, Roger. That’s why I need your help. I’ll be gone soon and y/n will shut every person in her life out. She will need someone to comfort her and, well, make her believe in love again. That’s why I know you’re perfect for this. Make my wife know what love feels like again. Don’t worry, I have a plan. 

I’m writing letters for her and you will secretly deliver them to her on specific dates, which I have marked down. There’s events that follow with every letter - go with her. Please. Show her that life is worth living, even though I’m gone. Love her, Roger. Love her like you did on the night we married. You’re the only person I trust with this task, because I know you, Roger Taylor. You give 100% of yourself and that’s what she needs. I know deep down in my heart that she will feel the same way. 

The letters are all ready, I just need you to please let me know your answer. I will give you them and the set dates for when you should place them in the mailbox. I’d say I owe you my life, but you surely don’t want that. Just promise me you’ll take care of her in ways I can’t. She deserves every piece of happiness that this world has to offer. I have a feeling you agree. 

Your Best Friend, 

John 

***

Roger knew. He was the one who was sending the letters out to you. He pretended to be as shocked as you when you received them, but he knew. John asked his best friend to woo his wife when he was gone. You couldn’t believe him. This whole time you were guilty for feeling how you felt with Roger and John was the one behind it. You were confused and hurt and sad. If John were here, he’d get a good ear full about what you thought of his little scheme, but he wasn’t.

You were almost to the airport as the words John had said filled your mind. Open your heart. Open your heart. Love again. Love again. You roll your eyes and look out the window, admiring the beautiful scenery that France had to offer. You left Roger all alone back at the hotel and you were beginning to feel bad. All you can imagine now is the look on his face when you stormed past him and out the door. It wasn’t his fault that John involved him in this. And Roger confessed his feelings for you the night of your wedding!? You couldn’t believe that. 

***

FLASHBACK 

***

Mr. and Mrs. John Deacon. You were finally married to the love of your life and you couldn’t be happier. Everyone you both knew were at the ceremony and now they were all together in a large ballroom for your wedding reception. Everyone was drinking and laughing and having fun until someone clears their throat and introduces the newly weds. A large door opens up and out walks the two of you hand in hand with big goofy grins on your faces. Roger was stood in the back corner, finishing his fourth drink. His fourth ridiculously strong drink that burned his throat with every sip. He was happy for you two, more than happy. He just had this tiny monster of guilt inside of him, eating away. He drunkenly walks forward as John kisses you and walks towards a table with drinks. John spots Roger and smiles widely as he brings him in for a hug. 

“My best man!” he says loudly. “Taking advantage of the drinks are we?” he teases, noticing how drunk Roger already is. 

Usually Roger would laugh and spit a jab back at him, but he doesn’t. He just looks at John with sad eyes - showing him that something’s wrong. 

“Roger?” he asks, now worried. 

“Can we talk?” asks Rog, quietly. 

John nods quickly, a frown on his face. He looks around and spots a door to the far left corner of the room. It’s an exit. The boys make their way outside. It’s pitch black, but the full moon helps light up the night. John leans against the building as Roger sits on a step. His head in hung forward as he ashamedly tells John everything. 

“You’re in love with, y/n?” asks John, trying to understand. 

Roger nods and brings his head up, revealing his tear stained face and tormented eyes. 

“I have been ever since I first met her that night of your date. I hate myself so much for feeling how I do, but I just needed to tell you. I would never act on that, John. Please, believe me. It’s been killing me.” 

“Rog,” says John, sitting next to him. “I’m not angry. You don’t get to decide who you love. I trust you, mate. I can’t blame you for how you feel, I mean look at her.” 

They both laugh and agree with each other. 

“Just know, she loves you as well. We both do. I’m just sorry that this has been bothering you for so long. Don’t ever feel afraid to tell me anything, alright? Ever.” 

Roger smiles and sniffles as he nods. He feels so much better now that John knows. And John not hating him made him feeling even more better. He really did have the best friend ever. 

“Now let’s get back in there and have a blast. Yeah? Let me catch up with you on those drinks.” 

Roger laughs as they stand up. John pulls him forward and hugs him hard once more. Roger holds him close as his eyes threaten to spill. 

“Come one.” whispers John, patting his back. 

They both walk inside and Roger being in love with you was never mentioned again, until now. 

***

You’re boarding your plane and find your seat. You slide all the way over and sit down, looking out the window. You were going back home. Back home to the memories of what was once happiness and love. The last time you felt that was with-

“Roger.” 

Your head snaps over and there in the seat next to you… is John. Your eyes go wide as he sadly smiles. 

“The last time you felt love and happiness wasn’t with me, it was with Roger. You can admit it, love. That’s what I was hoping.” 

You close your eyes and shake your head. 

“You’re not John. You’re not real.” 

“Maybe so,” he starts. “But I’m exactly what you want to hear. Your conscious. The real John would tell you the exact same thing and you know it.” 

You look back over to him and you can’t believe how real he looks. Like he’s really next to you at this moment. You slowly shake your head, tears falling down your cheek. 

“I couldn’t do that to him.” you whisper. 

“Y/n,” he says, making you almost gasp at his voice saying your name again. “I’m dead. Roger’s alive. I wanted this for you. I constructed all of this for you. Don’t give up on me now.” 

“I would never give up on you.” you quietly sob. “Ever.” 

“Then what are you doing on this plane while Roger’s still at the hotel? If that’s not giving up, then I don’t know what is. You have to say it.” 

“Say what?” you ask, not understanding. 

“You have to say it out loud. That you love Roger.” 

“I can’t do that.” you quietly whisper. 

“You have to. It’s what I want.” 

You cry harder for a moment before closing your eyes. You take in a deep breath and calm yourself down. You breathe for a moment and open your mouth. 

“I…” you pause, taking in another deep breath. “I... love Roger.” 

As the words slip from your mouth, it’s like this heavy weight lifted from your chest and you can finally breathe. You exhale and suddenly your eyes fly open. You look over to John and he’s still there with a smile on his face. 

“Now go.” he tells you. 

You smile at him and jump up, grabbing your bag. You apologize to everyone as you make your way off of the plane and to Roger.

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Snowed In - Part 8

MASTERLIST 

(welcome to pt 8 ily guys sm and i hope u enjoy this <3 also whenever ben says we were on a break, i always think of ross lmfao i have a feeling the series is like almost over, im thinking the next chapter might be the last BUT WE’LL SEE OKAY BYEEEE)

Word Count: 1,122

“Tomorrow?” you ask.

Gwil watches your face fall and he slightly frowns. He realized that they would be leaving you come tomorrow.

“Yeah, tomorrow. Management got our tickets already.” he says, softly.

Ben looks over to you and lightly grazes your hand with his. You look to him and sadly smile as you cross your arms. You turn and walk behind the counter and begin making coffee. This was silly to you. You and Ben. Liking each other. It wasn’t going to work out and there was something inside of you telling you that. Hm, maybe your common sense? You roll your eyes at that thought and continue the coffee. Just then, a phone on the counter beside you starts ringing. You peek your eyes over to glance at it. It was Ben’s phone and the person calling was Claire. You look away quickly when Ben rushes to it. He looks down and grabs it fast, looking to you. You ignore him.

“I have to take this real quick.” he says as he watches you for a moment longer and rushes to the bathroom, closing the door. Gwilym looks to you and watches as your jaw tenses and you slam the cabinet a bit harder than you should have. He walks up and leans his back against the counter.

“You know we’ll come back and visit you all the time.” he says, smiling.

You look to him and smile back, nodding.

“I know.” is all you say.

“You okay?” he asks, squinting his eyes.

“Fine.”

He purses his mouth and raises a brow.

“You’re obviously not fine.” he says, taking another step forward.

“Nope. I’m fine. Really.”

He rolls his eyes and laughs.

“You know, when someone says they’re fine and slam cabinets as hard as you do, they’re usually not.”

You look to him and your face softens.

“I’m sorry. I’m just… I don’t know.”

He nods and places his hand on your arm.

“You’re just confused.” he says.

You look up to him, surprised that he would even understand. Because yes, that’s exactly what you are. You nod and look down.

“I know there’s something between you and Ben.” he says quietly. Your head shoots up and your eyes widen a bit. He laughs.

“I-” he starts, not knowing if he should say anything. “I was the one who told him to tell you about Claire.”

You sadly smile to him.

“Well that was sweet of you. Thanks, Gwil.” you say.

“Just, whatever you two decide to do, just know that it depends on no one else's happiness, but yours.”

You take in what he says and grin. He was always so good at giving you advice. You walk up and hug him as his arms engulf you. He rests his head on top of yours and kisses it. You stay like that for a moment when you hear someone slightly clear their throat. You two break away and look over to Ben as he watches you, phone in hand. You smile and look to Gwil, his cheeks a bit flushed.

“Sorry,” Ben says. “Had to take that.”

You force a smile and focus back on the coffee as you pour yourself a cup. Gwil stays for a moment longer before heading back upstairs. Ben walks up behind you when he’s finally gone and wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. You force a smile once more as you turn around to face him. He leans in to kiss you, but you turn your head fast and his lips press against your cheek. He leans back and looks at you confused. You can’t look him in the eye.

“You leave tomorrow.” you say.

He furrows his brows a bit and lightly shrugs.

“I know. And?”

“And,” you start, as you walk away. “This was doomed from the start.”

He blinks a few times as a look of hurt washes over him.

“As much as I hate to say it, I don’t think this was ever going to work out.”

Ben shakes his head and laughs almost. He rolls his eyes and shoves his phone into his pocket.

“Is this about Gwil?” he asks.

Your eyes open wide as you shake your head.

“What!?” you ask, loudly.

“Is this about Gwil?” he repeats. “I’ve seen the way you two interact together. I mean I’ve just caught you two cuddling when I walked out.”

You cover your face and groan loudly.

“Ben, that was not cuddling. That was a friend hugging a friend. Friends hug all the time.” you say.

“Yeah, but not like that. I saw the way his hand was rubbing your lower back. Definitely a friend.” he says sarcastically.

You open your eyes wide a bit more and then you frown.

“How was your call with Claire? She doing good?” you ask, upset.

You catch him off guard and his eyes open wide. He goes to speak, but nothing comes out. He had no idea you had seen who was calling. You squint your eyes and smile a bit.

“That’s what I thought. You know, next time you want to fool around with someone, maybe bring up your girlfriend!” you shout.

“We are on a break!” he shouts back.

“What does that even mean? Why do couples need breaks? Do you love each other or not?” you yell, frustrated.

“Yes!” he yells back.

Your face falls as you hear his answer. Yes. That wasn’t what you wanted to hear, but it was what you needed to hear. You look down for a second as he realizes what he just said. He takes a step towards you and shake his head fast.

“Wait,” he says. “That’s not what I meant. I just meant-”

“No, it’s fine. You don’t have to explain anything to me. Loud and clear.” you say as you walk away.

“Y/n, no. Look, I just meant-”

“Ben!” you shout. “Stop. Just stop! I don’t wanna hear it.”

You feel tears threatening to spill as you look at him.

“We’re not anything serious. This whole conversation is silly.”

He just stands there and watches you, silently wishing he could run up and hug you just like Gwil did. But you didn’t want him to hug you. You didn’t want him to touch you. You just wanted him on the plane and out of your house and life. You weren’t going to be that pitiful girl who gets thrown out because the love of his life comes back. You weren’t going to do that to yourself again. You weren’t going to be the other woman. Not again.

“You should probably start packing.” you say. “You leave in the morning.”

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