#we're all feeling super normal tonight

[mongoose-king]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (excited, genuine)

[bunnys-kisses]

can I pretty please get nanaimo bars,english muffin with the side of milkshake, frozen latte with Charles Leclerc 🥹🫶

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the bakery is open and accepting orders! we're cooking up smiles every day! submit your own order! reblogs & comments are appreciated! thank you lovely anon for submitting this, it was something very different to write that i loved. size kink with charles is super interesting given how many people see him. but sometimes i forget he is close to six feet tall and built like someone who does f1. he may look sweet as honey, but there's probably something more sinister (sexually) going on in that brain of his, haha.

nanaimo bars ("who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it.") + english muffins ("aw, is someone crying?") + milkshake (size kink) + frozen latte (dumbification) served by charles leclerc (formula one)!!

cw: smut/pwp, size difference/kink, dumbification, teasing/dirty talk, crying kink, cry baby!reader, oral sex (charles receives), deepthroating, facials & cock slapping, safe words/signals, hair pulling

"mon cœur"

"la douleur dans ma poitrine."

"mon amor..."

"ma salope."

charles liked to make you cry. he loved when his mean words would curl up into your brain and make that waterworks come out. he was the prince of ferrari and of his home country. it's pride and joy. he was seen as effortlessly cool and could entice anyone. that smile, those green eyes. but even with all he had been afforded, nothing turned him on more than seeing his precious girlfriend's bottom lip wobble her eyes grow cloudy with tears.

he was running on high after monza, it was like everything was barking in the back of his head. even out of his driving suit and away from the track for the night, he could still feel the adrenaline. and while many would go for a run or spend the night with a drink in hand. he yearned for something different.

and when he saw you in his lavish hotel room, in one of his shirts and what appeared nothing else underneath. he knew that he was in for a treat tonight. with his bag down and his shoes off, he entered further into the room. he ended up by you on the couch and took you by the chin.

he smiled, "most take off the make up before they get comfortable." his thumb trailed under your left eye.

you replied, "i took everything off earlier and put on the mascara that runs easily." it was from a cheap brand at the pharmacy. perfect for what charles liked.

he chuckled, "you are just full of surprises, my love. you're going to be good for me tonight, right?" it was moments like these that you realized just how much bigger charles was. most painted him as short and frail.

he was just under six foot but built in a way to withstand the strain of racing. with large hands and thighs that could kill. his hand could easily fit around your neck as easily as his cock did to the back of your throat. there was a flicker in the greens of his eyes, the noble prince had stripped away into a hungry animal that yearned for you.

you swallowed, "i always am. always for you."

he tapped your cheek six times and you tapped his wrist once in response. even if these sick games where you cried and grew stupid on his cock, there were limits everyone had. charles didn't want to break your little world apart because he took it too far. he got on the couch next to you and undid his belt. your delicate hands helped him and dropped the leather to the floor.

charles held you face to look at him. he remarked, "you really are pathetic, so eager. i'm surprised you didn't stalk the halls looking for something to fuck your throat while i was out."

you frowned a little bit, "i'd never, honey."

he pinched your cheek a little harder than normal and leaned in, "right, right. because you're a good girl, my pretty girl. who's my pretty girl? c'mon say it." his words were enticing and it made your stomach flip.

"i am."

"you are pretty, my love." he said, "god blessed you with good looks because he knew you'd be stupid. add a dash of being a cock hungry whore and sometimes i get worried. i've never wanted to kill a man, but if another sank his teeth into you." his words were low and they made you curl in your gut.

if you wanted out, as a last resort. tap once then six times in rapid succession. charles liked to make your bottom lip wobble, but he wasn't a monster. he pulled you in for another searing kiss, his hand in between your legs. he felt panties as he rubbed his hand up.

he knew it was going to be a long night tonight. but first, he had his eyes on your pretty throat. after all his marks had faded over the week. while there would be press photos soon, they didn't mean he couldn't mess up the inside of your throat. even if you couldn't talk for the week, he was more than happy to do all the talking for both of you.

"stupid thing." he said, "you know that? i feel sorry for whatever school gave you your diploma." he acted like he wasn't at your graduation, "i bet you paid them off. or worse, sucked them off. little whore on campus, too stupid to actually learn anything except be on her knees and breath through her nose." he made a small noise of disappointment.

and charles got excited at the sight of you. that bottom lip was going, he could see the shudder in your shoulders. that struck a nerve, post-secondary was hard for you. you felt like people called you dumb without actually saying it. and charles' toxic words only added the fuel to the fire of doubt.

"aw, is someone crying? don't cry." he said, faking sympathy, "if you start crying then you won't suck my cock properly." he rubbed the back of your head as he watched the tears come down your cheek. he sighed once more, "silly thing."

soon your head was between his legs. he could feel your hot tears against the base of his cock as they streamed down your face. they weren't a rush of tears, but a slow trickle as charles' words clouded your head.

you started to work his cock and he felt the excitement in his body. it took a good while but eventually you learned how to deep throat him. he hissed and held onto the back of your head. you were both still clothed (or at least partially for you).

charles had a habit of running his mouth when your mouth was on him. and he rocked the blunt end of his cock up against the back of your throat, occasionally making you choke, he started talking. "i should throw you to the rest of ferrari. let them ruin you. then maybe you'll stop being so greedy for cock when you've had enough for a lifetime. i see how they look at you, my logo across your pretty breasts as you look so cute down at the paddock. if i waved my hand and told them to have their way with you, you wouldn't be getting far." he tugged on your hair a little and forced you up and down his cock faster.

you choked a little bit and sputtered, trying to catch your breath through your nose. it all was a deep throb in your head as you tried to cram as much of his cock into your throat.

"i'd say they'd make your ass ferrari red. but i think it would be closer to mercedes black. you wouldn't be able to sit right for months. maybe i'd be generous and let the other drivers have a chance too. crying on their cocks."

you sniffled, tears welled up in your eyes some more. while most despised having 'raccoon eyes', charles found it endearing. the poor little thing can't help but cry because she knows that he's right. you knew in your gut that you were at least a little cock hungry at all times. he watched you squirm in your seat at times while you let your imagination run wild.

he continued to use you to his liking. you were perfect. trained you from the ground up to be perfect on his cock. he caught glimpses of your face and your red eyes. poor thing, crying to much making a big mess.

so dumb, so small, so stupid.

he took his cock out of your mouth and rubbed it up against your cheek roughly. spit and pre-cum caught across your right eyelashes. his cock pushed your top lip up and he groaned at the sight. your tongue licked a bit of pre-cum that was dangerously close to your face.

"so small, i'm surprised you could take all this. i remember when i couldn't put it in without prepping you. then you spent all season training your cunt for when i got home. now you take me in every way perfectly." he licked his lips, "you know where you belong."

his words excited you as you put your mouth back on his cock. you whimpered as you felt it hit the back of your throat once more. he was big in a way that it made you squirm.

you continued up and down his cock, putting all your brain power (what little you had left) into taking him well. you coughed and panted, air felt in short supply as you got him to the base. your nose in his groomed pubic hair.

a picture perfect beauty, all for charles to devour.

he knew he was close. he could feel it in his bones and in the tension of his muscles. he then tensed up further with his hand in your hair and pulled your mouth off his cock (as much as it pained him to do that). with his other hand he stroked himself off quickly to the sight of your quivering, overheated body. you panted heavily and he finished all over your face. he streaked your skin white with cum up to your forehead. it dripped down your face as you coughed a little.

the debauched sight made him get a few more ropes up cum on your face before he settled down. he pulled your head back to look at you, you could barely have your eyes open. he wished he could take a picture. the white of cum and the mascara mixed tears created a sight that made charles run hot.

"now you look like a slut." he said as he got his jeans off. he rubbed his cock up against your soft lips before he slapped his still hard cock against your face, only making the mess on your cheeks more intense.

"charles." your throat felt raw from it. you looked at him and panted heavily, your tongue stuck out a little bit. and charles knew the night was far over. he fucked you stupid without stimulating your poor pussy. he wanted to see how stupid he could make you.

"we're not done yet." he said.

you tilted your head to the side, almost innocently as if your face wasn't a mess. you asked, "what?" your brain not capturing all the words properly.

he held onto you for a moment and said, "ten seconds to clean up your face. then i want you naked on the bed, or i'll fuck you on the bathroom floor." then let go of you and watched you scramble to clean yourself up. those words stuck in your blissed out brain even though you almost tripped over yourself.

charles chuckled and leaned further back onto the couch, his cock at full attention. even though the mascara was going to be gone, it was okay. you still looked just as pretty with just those tears streaming down your face. <3

[xdjville]

nct dream's voicemails

pairing: nct dream x gn!reader

genre: really all of them are different genres so idk buckle up; angst, established relationship (mark); comfort, established relationship (renjun); friends who have a thing going on and the dreamies are menaces (jeno); classmates, acquaintances but you're kinda cute (haechan); sick reader, fluff, established relationship (jaemin); basketball player and his "friend", bonus: he's drunk (chenle); idol x non idol, established relationship, kind of angsty if you squint but not really (jisung)

cw: cursing in mark's and jeno's, chenle's under the influence and he calls reader "pretty"

#mark

"i'm sorry. look, i... i know you probably don't want to talk to me right now, i get it. i shouldn't have said any of that and i'm so fucking sorry. i hate what i did and i have no excuse for being an asshole to you, but it's been almost two hours since you left and honestly i'm so worried i'm losing my mind. you don't have to come back yet, or call me back if you don't want to, but please, for the love of god, just let me know you're somewhere safe. shit, i'm so, so sorry. let's talk when you're ready, okay? i'll sleep on the couch tonight, so if you come back you can take the bedroom. i'm sorry. i love you."

#renjun

"hi, y/n. i'm sorry for calling so late, but, uh, i wanted to check up on you, you seemed a bit off today. maybe i'm imagining things, i don't know, but i couldn't stop thinking about it so i still wanted to ask. you don't have to tell me now, we can talk about it whenever you're comfortable, or not at all if you don't want to. just know i'm here for you, okay? it's normal to have worse days, so i'll try not to worry too much. i hope you'll feel better when you wake up in the morning. call me tomorrow, hm? we can go to that new ice cream place you told me about. sleep well, love you."

#jeno

"jesus, can you guys shut the fuck up– hey, uh, sorry for that, it's jeno. um, i'm calling because we're going to get some drinks at the bar down the street later tonight, and i– we were wondering if you maybe wanna tag along? we thought it could be fun hanging out outside of class since the semester is almost over. it's fine if you're busy though, no pressure. we're going out around, uh, nine, i think? so if you're up, call me back and i'll give you the details, yeah? alright, that's all, talk to you later. seriously, you guys are such fucking–"

#haechan

"uhm... hi, it's donghyuck. you probably didn't pick up since you don't have my number, but, uh, i called tell you that you left your sunglasses at the library yesterday. i asked mark for your number because we won't see each other untill chem next week and i thought you might need them, so... if you'd like to get them back just let me know? we could meet at the library again, or at get a coffee... or something. or i can give them to you in chem. whatever works for you! i don't mind either. just, uh, just let me know, okay? bye."

#jaemin

"hi, baby. how are you holding up? you must be sleeping, that's good. you need a lot of rest, hm? i hope by the time you're listening to this you will be feeling a little better. did your fever go down yet? there's food from my mom that i left in your fridge, you should eat that, i'm sure it's going to set you up. remember to stay hydrated too, yeah? i'll drop by with some groceries tonight, so let me know if you want anything specific. now rest well, love, i'll see you later."

#chenle

"y/n... you told me to call you when i get home, so why didn't... why aren't you pickin' up? well i– i'm home now, and, uh... renjun drove me there, so don't worry. anyways... i wanted t'say thank you, for coming to the game today. i honestly think we won only because you were there. you looked like... really, really... pretty. like... super pretty. when you, uh, hugged me after the match, i almost kissed you, you know? you're like my lucky charm... yeah, my lucky charm. i wanted to kiss you really bad. i wish you were here now so i could kiss you. can you come over tomorrow? mhm, 'm gonna go to bed now. bye, y/n–"

#jisung

"hey, how are you doing? it must be the middle of the night for you, you're probably asleep. i hope i didn't wake you up, i'm sorry if i did... i called you because i wanted to hear your voice. i, uh... i miss you, a lot. we had a day to ourselves to explore a bit, it was fun! it really was. but the whole time i couldn't stop thinking about how much more fun it would be with you there. i didn't want to kill the mood for the others, but i couldn't help missing you more today. did you miss me more, too? maybe it's like a soulmate thing... god, i sound so cheesy right now. anyways, the guys said they miss you too. chenle said we should all get hotpot together when we're done with the tour. sounds nice, right? oh, this voicemail is getting long... let's talk when you wake up, i'll call you after the concert. i lo– i miss you. sleep tight."

#taglist ➼♡ @bambisnc @suzayaaa

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[storiesofsvu]

Decadent Desires Ch 21

Emily Prentiss x reader Warnings; language, minor alcohol, minor anxiety/worry but it's all fluff otherwise. 3k. Wow. We're finally here. It lowkey feels super surreal. The passage of time is wild and I don't remember when I started writing this fic, though I know I had a lot of it written before I started posting so that likely makes it seem longer. When it all comes down to it, this is one of my favourite fics that I've written. I'm proud of it. I'm incredibly thankful to everyone who's been reading it, reblogging and commenting, you are all wonderful and amazing. Stay tuned for plenty more one shots and lots of fun with our favourite characters in the future! Don't wanna miss a fic? Sign up for taglist here! Liked the story? Send me a ko-fi!

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To say that Emily’s mind was not focused over the next twenty four hours would have been an understatement. She knew that dinner was occupying her thoughts, trying to think of the best way to get her words out without fumbling all over them or saying the wrong thing. She almost considered practicing by writing them down, having a speech ready to go if she forgot what she was supposed to be saying. She started to wonder if that alone was enough, if words would be strong enough to win you over or if she needed to stop for flowers, dessert or even something fancier on the way over to your place.

She thought she was doing a decent job of keeping it under wraps while at work until Tara asked what break in the case her and DiNozzo had discovered. When Emily’s brow furrowed the other woman pointed out Tony had been in her office for nearly an hour, the two of them involved in a deep conversation and she could only assume they’d discovered something. Emily’s cheeks burned as she bluffed the best reasoning she could think of before excusing herself back to her office. While the case had been the original reason Tony popped into her office, she’d roped him in to staying, saying he was the king of all movies and tropes, wondering if maybe now was the time for some grand gesture.

He'd shot that idea down, which is why she was pulling up to your place empty handed except for a bottle of wine. The biggest grand gesture she was planning was to greet you with a kiss neither of you would be able to forget. Her heart thudded against her rib cage as she waited for the elevator, letting out a breath in an attempt to relax herself the best she could, a kiss was a kiss, the worst thing that could happen was that you wouldn’t read into it the way she did.

You swung the door open, a soft smile on your cheeks as you stepped back to let her into your apartment. Her hand quickly found your waist but any and all plans she had immediately fell out the window at the hesitancy and anxiety wafting off you and vibrating through the air. She could tell your shoulders were tensed, and you didn’t melt into her embrace the way you normally did, so she settled for a kiss on the cheek as per your usual greeting, following you into the kitchen as she passed off the bottle of wine.

“I’ve got a white open if you want to start with that?” You offered, tucking the bottle she’d brought into the fridge and she nodded.

“Yeah, that’s perfect.” She smiled softly at you, watching you pull down a glass to fill for her, adding in a couple of ice cubes just as she liked it.

“How’s the case?” You asked, picking up your own wine as you leant against the island across from her, “Tony mentioned it was still pretty dead ended, I was kinda surprised you had time to make it tonight.”

“It’s a case.” She shrugged, “there’s only so much we can do right now. Figured it was best to let everyone have the night off, come back clear headed tomorrow.”

As her eyes swept through the kitchen she felt her own anxiety beginning to settle into her bones, her heart still strumming faster than usual in her chest. You had made the plan to stay in for dinner, so she wasn’t confused over your very casual attire of pyjama shorts and a cardigan, but aside from the wine bottle, there was no sign of intending to host tonight.

“Bummer.” You let out a sigh as you took a sip of wine, catching the way Emily nearly jumped at the sound of your voice, her jaw tightening and you were quick to finish you sentence, “about the case! Not that you had time to come over. That’s good, I’m glad. I just uh..” you let out an awkward laugh she wasn’t used to hearing, “didn’t want to make it sound like I was happy there was some psycho killer still out there.”

It was Emily’s turn to chuckle, taking another large sip of her drink, “no, I get it, it’s a tricky line to walk…”

Her accidentally chosen words hung heavily in the air, weighing down on both of you as you let out a quiet hum, staring over her shoulder, your wine glass in front of your face. You could feel your heart hammering in your chest so heavily you were almost certain Emily could hear it or at least could see the way the pulse point in your neck was jumping. It was part of the reason you’d pulled away so quickly at the front door, you didn’t want her to be able to feel it, or your clammy hands, she didn’t need to know you were nervous.

“Hey…” you were almost certain your voice cracked, “I uh, wanted to talk to you about something.”

Her face shot up, trying to control the expression written across it when she finally caught your eye, “oh, yeah. Me too, but you first.”

You downed the rest of your wine, your glass likely hitting the island with a little too much velocity as the words tumbled out of your mouth before you could take a second thought. “I think we should end the arrangement.”

Emily felt her heart drop into her stomach, the butterflies that were once there crushed into a churning of bile as she swallowed. This certainly wasn’t what she had expected, she thought she’d read the situation right, followed Tony’s advice that was supposed to lead her in the right direction. Then she felt incredibly stupid, she read body language and people for a living when she’d known them for all of two seconds. Yet she’d spent incredibly intimate and personal hours with you and still didn’t manage to get the right vibe.

“Oh…I, okay.” She placed the half full glass of wine, her eyes not totally focused on anything before she scooped up her bag, “I’ll uh… get out of your hair then.”

You’d caught the way her face fell ever so briefly before she managed to mask it, your heart squeezing in your chest as you darted around the island, managing to catch her wrist in your hand.

“No! Emily, please, no.” You tugged her back to you and when she finally did focus on you there was an evident shimmer of tears threatening to spill into her eyes, “I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant.” You let out a shaky laugh, tripping over your words you were speaking so quickly, “well, I guess it is what I meant, but not how I meant it.”

“You… want to rewrite the contract?” She asked hesitantly and you felt the heat creeping up your cheeks.

“More like I was thinking about ripping up the contract…”

There was a moment of relief washing through Emily that you could feel sparking through your body as she let out a breath. Her gaze was still pouring into you and the entire room suddenly felt too hot, causing you to shove up the sleeves of your cardigan, making sure they were settled above your elbows before undoing a couple of buttons to give you a little cool room to breathe. Emily’s eyes darted over your body as her mind continued to race.

“Listen, I.. god…” you shook your head with a laugh. Despite reciting what you wanted to say for hours, you were still totally flustered when it came to saying it to her face. It didn’t help that you suddenly noticed the way her eyes were flitting between your arms and your thighs. “What?”

She looked up, a curious expression on her face, “no blood drawn?”

“Huh?” Your brow furrowed, head titling in the adorable way Emily loved when you were utterly confused. When she was done shooting you heart eyes she suddenly realized her mistake, her tongue swiping out the corner of her mouth as she began to stutter over her words.

“Uh, just… last time you went out of town you had blood drawn.” She shrugged, “I guess I thought it was some kind of travel, germaphobe, don’t want to pick up a flu or something…” She trailed off, kicking herself for letting it slip out in the first place. Her eyes darted down to your thighs again before flicking up to your collarbone, tracing the line up your neck.

Your face relaxed, lips curving up into a small smile when you caught on to what she was doing, and what she really meant. “No…” You shook your head softly, reaching out to squeeze at her hand, “no blood drawn.”

You felt your chest swell, and Emily wanted nothing more than to kiss you to high heaven in that moment, never wanting to drop your hand no matter what the cost. Instead of getting her chance you spoke again, which, honestly, was probably for the best.

“God…” you laughed again, running a hand through your hair, “I really don’t know how to do this, I’ve never done it before.”

“Wait, what?” Her head tilted, “I thought you like, made a side hustle out of sugar babying.”

“No!” You laughed, “Oh my god I’ve done it once and that was like twenty years ago. We had a very specific end date written into the contract and knew nothing was ever going to come of it aside from my tuition.”

“But you’re so knowledgeable about the subject.” She pointed out, thinking back to how confidently you’d flown through the first few months of your relationship, how you always seemed to be a step or two ahead of her when it came to navigating your way through it.

“I’ve done my research?” You shrugged, “seen a lot of examples with Heather. Hell, with a good chunk of other politicians. Listen,” you squeezed at her hand again, pulling the focus back to the topic at hand, “I don’t know how to navigate it like this.” You gestured between the two of you, “I’m not good at it, I guess it’s another reason I’ve stayed so committed to the job… being committed to a person just kind of scares me. I’ve never felt safe enough to open up the way I needed to, never been relaxed around another person to just… let them into my life so comfortably. I don’t know why things happened so differently with you, so incredibly easily and I think that kinda freaks me out too, but I think that fear is more than worth it if it gives me the chance to be with you…really be with you. Because that’s all I really want.”

When she looked up from your joined hands Emily could hear her heart hammering between her ears, the butterflies from her stomach slowly creeping into her chest. You were fully opening yourself up to her, no matter how much it scared you and behind the hesitancy in your eyes she could see something else pouring out, something that she’d been seeing for weeks but was never ballsy enough to say something about.

“I’m hearing everything your saying and believe me I want to respond and I will, but can I do something first?” She asked.

“Uh… yeah, sure.” Your brow furrowed for a second, thinking that she had to take a call, that over your racing heartbeat you hadn’t been able to hear her phone vibrate.

Instead you were letting out a little squeak in surprise when Emily stepped toward you, her hands gently cupping your face as she brought her lips to yours. Your arms easily wound around her shoulders, pulling her body directly into yours so you could absolutely melt against her. You were instantly lost into the kiss, feeling like everything inside of you was exploding in the best way possible. Somehow the thundering in Emily’s chest was calming down as her lips moved against yours with ease, as if that was exactly where they were meant to be. The sweet smell of your shampoo invaded her nose, you invaded every single one of her senses and there was absolutely nothing else that she could ever possibly want.

Her tongue traced the seam of your lips and you easily parted them, wanting nothing more than to be able to fully taste her. Your had crept up the back of her neck, fingers gently toying with the roots of her hair, your thumb stroking at her skin. Her tongue explored your mouth, rolling against your own and she couldn’t help but let out a small groan into the kiss. When your fingers ever so slightly tugged on her hair she retaliated by nipping at your lower lip while her own curved up into a grin. A small laugh broke free from your mouth, neither of you pulling away as you relaxed deeper into each other, giggles and smiles prevalent through a series of smaller kisses until you couldn’t stop them.

Emily’s forehead rested against your own as she stole one more kiss, her hand cupping your chin, thumb tracing your lower lip and you couldn’t help but press a tender kiss to it.

“I know it can be scary…” she started, “it scares me too and honestly I’m not sure if I’m particularly great at it either. I’ve been trying to untangle my thoughts and emotions for weeks, maybe even longer and it’s been driving me insane. All that I really know is that I love spending time with you, I’m happier when you’re around, you make me laugh, you encourage me to be my best, I even sleep better with you next to me and I want so much more of all of that in my life. So…maybe we can figure it out together?”

“Yeah.” You nodded, a bright smile on your cheeks and a sparkle in your eye that absolutely made her weak in the knees, “I’d really like that.”

With another adorable giggle you surged closer to her, kissing her again, your hands tugging at the fabric of her shirt, pulling her impossibly close. You couldn’t get enough of each other and it made Emily laugh again between the kisses.

“Jeeze,” she shook her head, “I can’t believe DiNozzo was right.”

“DiNozzo?�� You murmured; head full of butterflies as you stole another kiss. Though once his name was on your lips you were crashed back down to earth and you leant your torso away from her, “were you talking to Tony about our love life?!”

“Uh, maybe?” She winced, her cheeks tinging as she laughed, “I mean, it turned out he did give some pretty good advice.”

“Oh god.” You hung your head, “I am never going to hear the end of this.”

“At least it was worth it?” She suggested and you smiled across at her, pressing your lips to hers.

“It definitely was.”

Her hand caressed your cheek again as she leant in to kiss you, unable to help herself at this point and you weren’t about to deny her. Right as your lips met you jumped at the sound of the doorbell.

“You expecting someone?” She asked, her arm almost tightening around your waist as you laughed, swatting at her arm.

“It’s dinner.” You grabbed your wallet from the island, “did you really think I was going to cook after such a long day?”

Emily shook her head at the look in your eyes as you disappeared around the corner. Choosing to take the time you were dealing with the driver to collect your wine glasses from the island, refilling both before selecting cutlery and setting things up on the coffee table.

“Hope you’re okay with Indian,” you started, setting the bag down on the table as you tucked a leg under yourself on the couch, “I had a craving.”

“Cuisine doesn’t matter as long as I’m sharing it with you.” She replied and you felt your heart thud in your chest, your body melting at the look in her eyes as she gazed over at you.

“You fucking sap.” You teased, choosing to distract her from the misting of happy tears in your eyes by jumping into her lap, your lips meeting hers for another kiss.

Emily’s hands ghosted up your sides as yours settled on her face, thumbs stroking at her cheeks while your tongue explored her mouth. You let out a happy sigh into the kiss that she eagerly swallowed down, her entire being relaxing at the way you were melting into the embrace.

“What?” She asked softly, a smile on her face as she nudged your nose with hers.

“Nothing.” You shook your head, unable to control your own bright smile.

“Oh c’mon.” She prodded at your sides, earning a squeal from you, “don’t pull that crap anymore.”

You laughed, gazing down at her as your thumbs continued to soothe across her cheeks, “I just guess I’ve spent so long avoiding it and being scared that I never realized it could be this easy to fall in love...”

“You’re in love with me?” If it had been even a day earlier the question would have been filled with worry, but right now Emily asked it with a tease in her voice, because she already knew the answer. You didn’t need to say it, she could feel it, the warmth flowing through the room, wrapping itself around the two of you as you perched in her lap. She wasn’t scared to hear anything you had to say and she knew she felt the same way.

“Yeah…yeah I am.”

“Good.” Her hand gently wrapped around the back of your neck, pulling you to her for another kiss, this one deeper and a little longer than the last. One that you could feel her emotion in, joy dancing deep through your veins as your heart began to strum in time with hers, “because I’ve been in love with you for weeks. I never thought we could end up like this when we started… but here we are.”

“Mmm.” You left a kiss on the tip of her nose, “and I wouldn’t have it any either way.”

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[baronessvonglitter]

Baby Daddy

best friend's husband!Dave York x married and fertile! f!Reader

Word count: 1.5K

Summary: you and your husband have been trying for a baby, with no success. Then his good friend Dave offers assistance.

(AKA you're on some hormones that make you super horny and Dave pretty much takes advantage of that)

WARNINGS: 18+ Only! Mature and Explicit, slight D/S tones, forced pregnancy (though reader is already trying for a baby), infidelity (Dave and reader), slight sex pollen, reader is late 30s/early 40s but feel free to use your imagination, unprotected piv sex, pregnancy kink, creampie, use of hormones to get pregnant, some talk of infertility

Author's Note: I wrote this for those of us of a certain age who are not often represented in fanfics but as stated above please do use your imagination, there's no gatekeeping here ❤️ Naturally I wrote this while I was ovulating and suuupppeerr feral. I don't want to have any more kids but if Dave was insistent upon it I might just let him 🫢

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You and your husband's Saturday nights are usually spent with Carol and Dave, your friend from high school and your husband's friend from work, respectively. Mostly you have dinner at your house or theirs, followed with wine and a movie after. Tonight's not any different, except Carol looks at you funny when you politely refuse a glass of pinot grigio.

"Might as well tell them, honey," you husband Jim is all smiles as he addresses the table. "We're trying for a baby," he announces proudly.

You smile but it's masking your discomposure. "Honey I thought we were going to wait until I'm actually pregnant to tell everyone," you say under your breath.

Carol's face is illuminated with joy as she reaches over the dinner table to grab your hand. "That is such wonderful news! Isn't that such good news, babe?" she asks Dave.

Dave eyes both you and your husband, and there’s a mysterious little smile that curves across his lips. “That is great news.”

Jim continues, “She’s on trial pharmaceutical hormones right now, so hopefully it’ll work for us and we’ll be parents soon,” he says excitedly. You manage to be more reserved about it, though your heart rate does speed up when you notice Dave’s eyes on you longer than usual.

After dinner you offer to help tidy up while Jim and Carol start the movie. Really it’s just an excuse to be by yourself for a moment, but then Dave joins you, pouring himself a glass of scotch.

“Are you excited about trying for a baby?” he asks so casually.

In the years you’ve known him, he’s never spoken to you about personal things very often. “Yeah, I am,” you smile at him from the sink.

“How long have you and Jim been.. trying?”

It’s possible this is a normal question coming from a curious friend, but there’s always been something about Dave that gives off the impression that he’s anything but.

“Almost a year,” you answer.

“That’s a long time. Do you try pretty frequently?”

You make a sound of surprise, turning to fully face him. “That’s inappropriate.”

He puts his hands up. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” He approaches you slowly. “I just meant it must be frustrating, putting in all that hard, fun work only to have your hopes dashed when you see blood the very next month.”

You’re rooted to the spot, knowing you should turn to leave and join the others, but it’s also intriguing, the way he speaks to you. “The new hormones are going to be a tremendous help,” you manage to say.

“Hmm. I bet you’re feeling all kinds of new things with these hormones.. even earlier at dinner I could tell.. you’ve got this unmistakable scent coming off you.. you’re probably ripe for someone to put a baby in you right now.” He towers over you, eyes roving your body in its feminine floral dress before his hands follow suit, gently tracing the outline of your curves. “You’d look so hot pregnant.. your hips getting wider, breasts getting bigger.. and it all starts with this.,” his hand sneaks under your skirt, skims along your inner thigh and finds your heat, evident through your cotton panties. “If your husband isn’t doing the job, why don’t I step in?”

“Dave,” you whisper, “Carol’s my best friend. I can’t..” but it feels too good and damn it he’s right: the hormones have given your libido a big boost. You take his hand and guide his fingers into your slick center. You both gasp quietly as he starts to stroke you with two fingers, then three when he sees you can take it. His lips trace delicately over your neck, just above your pulse point. Jesus, if his fingers fill you up this good, just imagine what he can do with that cock. “Fuck me,” you whisper.

“Are you sure?” His eyes are dark but there’s a kind of mirth there.

“Shut up Dave, just take me home.”

After making your excuse to Carol and Jim that you’re feeling unwell, Dave “offers” to walk you home, which is how you end up across the street, upstairs in the room you share with your husband. He’s relentless as he kisses you with soft mouth and playful tongue. You fumble together towards the bed, working in tandem to get each other's clothes off as quickly as possible. There's urgency in everything you do, even your breathing is heavy and erratic. Your dress goes over your head; you pull off his shirt and unbuckle his belt. Layers are pulled away until skin meets skin and at last he pulls your panties off, smirking to find them absolutely soaked. You lean over the bed, looking over your shoulder at him.

"Is this how Jim usually likes it?" Dave asks, running his hand admiringly over the curve of your ass.

You blush at the sudden random evaluation of your married sex life. "Well.. yes.."

Dave shakes his head, a little smile forming on his lips as he turns you around and lays you across the bed. "I want to see the look on your face when you cum." With that, he slides into you, relishing your expression as he fills you completely. Your legs wrap around his hips and your arms wrap around his neck, all while your bodies move in perfect harmony. "He doesn't fuck you very often, does he?" Dave whispers in your ear, sending tingles down your spine. "I can tell, the way your pussy is gripping me so tight, like you haven't been fucked in weeks.."

You start a smart comeback but it's impossible to think when he's moving against you like he's fucked you hundreds of times before. Jesus, no wonder Carol's always happy. Her husband's well-endowed and knows how to use it.

The sounds of your combined moans becomes rhythmic, Dave's body strong and powerful yet gentle with you. The bedsprings creak beneath your weight, skin smacks on skin, hands grab everywhere they can, lips meet heated flesh, words of lust become sighs and half-uttered phrases. When you come you clench around him, fingernails digging into his skin as a great wave of pleasure and relief flows through you and you cry out. Dave's eyes are on you, barely registering the slight pain of your nails in his back, feeling how you milk him with your greedy little pussy, and his body tenses against yours, his movements become faster and faster as he fucks you during your orgasm. You barely have time to come down before he starts you up again. You moan "Yes!" over and over, hips meeting every one of his frenzied thrusts. Dave looks smug and self-righteous watching you come for the second time. It's not until you feel him swell and pulse inside you that you panic. "Dave, don't!..." but it's too late. You feel several warm bursts when he presses deep against you. To your shock your body reacts eagerly, milking his cock for every drop he has to give. All this happens with your gaze locked on one another's, and as you pale with the realization of what you've just done, Dave only smirks and pushes forward one more time.

You gasp. "Dave, you weren't supposed to-"

"Quiet now. Lay still and keep your hips elevated. Wouldn't want all my hard work to go to waste." He disengages from you, taking a moment to watch his seed spilling out of you and he gently presses it back in. "Not a drop," he says, and gets up to get dressed.

Still in shock, you do as he says, body still reeling from the aftermath of the intense fucking he's just given you. "Don't.. don't tell Jim about this. Or Carol." A massive wave of guilt washes over you knowing you've been unfaithful to your husband and to your oldest, best friend.

"I won't say a word," Dave promises. "I have no doubt Carol would hate you forever and Jim.. well, Jim would be heartbroken. He's not exactly a fighter," he smirks. "And I'll tell you something else." He sits next to you on the bed, admiring the messy state of your hair, your flushed skin. "Jim's a good guy and a good friend. He deserves better than a wife who betrays him like this."

Anger replaces your trepidation and you push him away. "You're an asshole. Get out!"

He looks amused by all this, rather than shamed or defeated as a normal person would. "I'll be seeing you around, sweetheart. We're friends with each other's spouses. It's inevitable." He leans towards you and brushes his thumb against your cheek. "If this time doesn't take - which I doubt it won't - I'm happy to help out again."

Twelve weeks later Jim makes the happy announcement that you're expecting, after having tried for so long you've finally received a miracle. You manage to look contented and cheerful as your friends and family gather to celebrate the amazing news. Carol dotes over you, making sure you don't strain yourself for the baby's sake. You meet eyes with Dave, who's across the room watching you, a brazen little smirk on his face. He lifts his brow as if to ask the question you know he wants to ask, and all you can do is give a little nod.

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[missadangel]

Little Bird in a Cage (Javier Peña x Reader)

Part 5 : Fire on Fire -WARNING! +18-

Gifs din-jarring - djo

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"Are you going somewhere?"

You were startled by your father's voice, oh why the hell he was at home at this hour?

It has been a long time since you meet Javi -except you ran into each other the other night- so it was almost impossible to get ready at home and get out of the house at night, so you wanted to sneak out early.

"Y/N? I asked you a question."

You immediately turned to him.

"Yeah dad, well tonight we're having a sleepover with the girls."

You bit your lip nervously, hoping your lie wouldn't come out.

“Okay those girls have a name?”

You cleared your throat.

“Caroline, Maria and her sister. We will be at Caroline’s home.”

Surprisingly, he looked like convinced.

"Hm, well luckily I caught you before you leave then, come with me."

He made a gesture with hand.

"But dad, I-"

"It won't take much of your time."

You followed him into the garden obligingly. Wondering what coming next.

One guy was sitting on al fresco chairs in the garden where you were hosting your guests usually.  

"Honey, you remember Felipe, don't you?"

"Yes," you said and shook hands with him.

He was your childhood friend, but he had been in another city for a long time. You wondered why he is here now.

“How are you Y/N?”

“Thanks, I’m good.”

"Felipe came back to Cali last week, so I invited him over. You know, he is the Attorney General in Santa Marta now, right? Well done."

Your father always doing that shit. He speaks on someone’s behalf all the time.

You hated it.

"Yeah? Congratulations," you said, pretending to be look like impressed.

“Y/N is a great painter, she had many exhibitions though. Also her senior year in college, having good marks in university.”

“Father lemme talk for myself please,” you were annoyed.

Well what the hell was that?

Your father, who normally didn't come to your exhibitions -because he is too busy- suddenly became your favorite fan.

“That is great,” Felipe said smiling at you. He was so shy and boring you wanted to run away.

Also, he couldn't take his eyes off you, suddenly you smelled something fishy, narrowed your eyes. The way your father praised you to him there, which wasn't something he did a lot, so he was definitely planning something.

When he left, your father spilled the beans. It pissed you off when he says he wants you to marry Felipe.

Why was he always like that? You were so tired of him pressuring you all the time. But you didn’t want to think this right now. You left your father and all the other negative things behind and ran out of the house.

Tonight is special.

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You had to convince Javi that he was in love with you even he's stubborn enough to hide his feelings.

That's why you went to the hairdresser to be perfectly prepared.

Your wanted hairstylist to make your hair like a side part with cascading curls, which letting other shoulder open.

Then when it comes to the makeup, attractive eyes and red lips was the best choice.

“Oh my, Y/N!”

It was Caroline, you both were surprised.

Your make up was done when Caroline came near you, her eyes looking at you super curiously, her mouth was wide open.

“What are you doing here? Are you going to a wedding or you're going to be a model?”

“No, I,” you bit your lip, what could you say?

“Or a date???” she touched you with her elbow, laughing.

“I mean, yes,” you smiled back, embarrassed.

“Oh my god you never tell me anything, I thought I was your best friend? So that's why you rejected Hugo that night, why didn't you say so? And who was it? Is he from college? Do I know him?”

With every question she got more and more curious.

“Caroline, slow down, please, I'll tell you, but keep this between us, okay?”

You sat on the seats in the waiting room.

She was the only person you could tell, so it made sense to spill your guts to her. Better than a boring psychologist, I guess.

Once you took the kidnapping part out and – especially terrifying parts - and told her everything that had happened, you felt a sense of relief after that.

Unlike your father and the psychologist, Caroline didn't judge you, she even felt sorry for you. More than that, she supported you.

“Some men are like that, they can't open up or deny. But do you think tonight will be effective? I mean, some men never call even after they get what they want. You said he’s older than you so is he a nice guy? Are you sure he has feelings for you?”

“I'm sure,” you said, more like hoping.

“Then get dressed and blow his mind.”

You nodded with smile. You were angry with yourself for not telling Caroline at the first place.

You went into the dressing room to put on the sexiest dress you've ever worn. When you got out from cabinet slowly, looking stunning.

"Slutty,” said the woman who did your hair. Other women in the hair saloon also staring at you.

Caroline clapping her hands happily, “And God created woman.”

"Stop, please,” you blushed, covering your mouth with your hand. “It's not too much, is it?"

"Depends on what you want, honey, but it's more than enough to make any men get hard," she blinked then bursting out laughing.

"Good," you said as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you couldn't wait to see Javi's face when he notices you.

As she was looking at you from behind, Caroline's body suddenly shook and she has to sit down.

“Are you all right? What's wrong?”

“Well, I'm very tired today, I think I'll get my hair done later. Don't worry about me, don't be late for your appointment, please.”

“Are you sure? Do you need a ride?”

“No, I'll take a cab, please go and call me for the details later,” she smiled with a wink.

You were worried for her but she convinced you that she’s fine.

“Okay then, see you later, bye.”

“Bye Y/N. Good luck.”

You put on a long black velvet jacket over the dress and left. Your heart was pounding in excitement.

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You weren't the only one who was getting ready diligently. Javi stayed in front of the mirror a little too long to be more attractive than usual. He fastened the belt of the dark jeans which he wore under his black shirt. After fixing his hair for the last time, he applied his perfume on his neck. He was all gussied up with his leather jacket too.

He was the one who first to arrived at the hotel, where you first met, that night. Almost all the women stared at him as he walked through the entrance. He went to the bar and ordered a drink. He looked around and then checked his watch. He had his elbow on the table, propping up his chin, waiting for you, and becoming impatient.

When he was having another drink when he realized the men next to him laughing each other and pointing at something. He even heard a whistle. Before Javi could turn his head, you put a hand on his shoulder and leaned towards him.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," your voice was soft as velvet.

Javi didn't know what to say for a moment because you left his jaw dropping. He quickly cleared his throat, "No, I just got here."

You liked the crack in his voice, you pushed your hair back with one hand so that he could see your shoulder and your necklace.

“If you're the one making me wait, it doesn't matter, baby, I'll wait forever,” he whispered in your ear, feeling his breathe on your face, mesmerizing.

“Hmm I am very eager, I’m not like you,” also whispered in his ear.

He smiled, and ordered a drink for you.

“You are a very beautiful young woman, May I ask your name?”

You sniggered. “I’m Y/N. And your name is? I think I have a guess.

"Come on, don't expect me to introduce myself as Juan."

"But back then you said that name.”

He rolled his eyes.

"Please, but at the time I was just making it up. Why don't you call me, Javi?" he blinked.

“Nice to meet you then.”

“Say it.”

“Say what?”

“My name, say it. I want you to say my name.” he was looking at you the most seductive way.

“Javi,” you said softly, your voice was like a lullaby to him.

He smiled and keep staring at you as he enjoy his drink. It was impossible for him to look somewhere else anyways.

But he suddenly realized he wasn't the only one.

Javi finished his drink and asked for another. He didn't like that all eyes were on you, especially the guys staring inappropriately.

"Don't you think it's a bit much," he glanced at your dress, almost angry.

You took a sip of your drink.

"Why are you so tense? Are you jealous?”

He rolled his eyes. ”Just saying.”

“Oh I see. And I am just asking.”

You locked your eyes on his.

"You're a very bad girl," he murmured.

When you looked into his eyes, you could see all his feelings as you both continued this ridiculous game.

"Hey honey, wanna join us?"

You both turned that way, and saw two men were laughing at each other, one of them quite drunk.

“How about you get out of here and come some other place with us?”

Javi got pissed, almost furious.

"Lady is with me, so the exit is that way," he gestured with his head.

The threatening tone in his voice was enough to make them leave. The other men at the bar also minded their own business after that.

That was so sexy.

"That's very kind of you, It was Juan right?" you smirked.

He hissed, “Please don’t ever say that fucking name.”

You touched his cheek, caressing slowly making him calmer.

It worked perfectly.

"Javi, you know we should just skip this part, get straight to the point, don’t you think?”

“Agreed,” he giggled, drinking his drink smiling. “Shall we spend the rest of the night in my apartment? It's not far from here. What do you think?”

His piercing gaze shone directly towards you.

“I'd love to,” you said, almost whispering.

You could feel your blood rushing through your veins and you were getting more and more impatient.

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Javi opened the car door for you to get in. You could smell cigarettes and leather inside of his car. He kept looking at you during the ride, and you wished this ride would never end.

You realized that you missed this place, memories came back to you.

He opens car door for you.

“My lady,” he said and extending his hand.

You smiled as you taking his hand, “Mr. Peña.”

As you going up the stairs together he was still holding your hand.

Javi approached the door, took his key out of his pocket, opened the door and gestured for you to enter.

“Please come in.”

You smiled at him while walking inside. You remembered all the things that happened the last time you were here. Javi closed the door and took his jacket off, throwing a chair.

As soon as you looked at his bed your body started to feel hot.

With a super quick move Javi grabbed you by arm and made you turned to him and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulled you towards him. Before you even breathe with your mouth, he pressed his lips to yours and started kissing you roughly. His taste was like a drug, you needed him, trembling to have more. Your body was on fire. Your lips was boiling under his lips.

Fire on fire.

The heat was getting higher, spreading all over your body, especially in the very center of your womanhood. His hands were under your dress, rubbing your thighs, squeezing.

He picks you up and takes you to the bed while taking off your jacket and letting it fall to the floor, you breaking the kiss.

“You are very handy.”

"You haven't seen anything yet, baby," he said and kept kissing you.

You began unbuttoning the black shirt he was wearing, taking it off roughly and throwing it on the floor. He was moving you again as he all but ripped your dress off. You unbuckled his belt pulling it loose pulling his pants down to floor. He moved closer to you and started kissing your chest, while he undid your fancy bra tossing it to the side, pressing his now bare chest against your own it was like electricity and fire.

Having him against you, having him kiss you, having him touch you with his big hands and long fingers was a bliss, feeling like heaven.

As he began to rub your nipples, he started kissing one of them and licking it with his hot tongue, you moaning with pleasure.

“I want you Javi,” you whispered. “Can’t wait much longer.”

“You’re very eager.”

“I told you so,” giggling at him.

Then he pulls your panties down to your knees, nearly ripping them in the process, you also helped him to take off his underwear, you both are all naked now, together, discovering every inches of your bodies.

Then you moved a little away from him and went to the head of the bed. Javi crawled over to you, his eyes locked on yours, like a hunter approaching his prey.

You bit your lip in excitement but you resist opening your legs.

"Show me what you got, baby," he licked his lips then moving them from your knees down to your thighs.

You let him spread your legs with his hands, you were already getting impatient, and wet enough.

You tensed as his warm hand touched your womanhood, you startled involuntarily but you wanted him to do it more. As he pressed his finger deep inside you, you started to make cat-like sounds.

"Is this your first time?"

"What, no, of course not," you panted. "It's just, it's been a long time."

He smirked and grabbed you around the waist pulling you closer to him as he pushes his cock in, slowly.

"I haven't done it in a while either," he said, breathing heavily.

"Liar," you moaned, laughing. He grinned.

This time he started to pushing it deeper. You gasped at the feel of him inside of you, clenching the pillow you laid your head on. Both of your breathing became more rapid, when he pushed his cock almost completely then push back to go deeper. He repeated, and then repeated again. Soon he was combining his force with a faster pace. You moaning like meowing, eyes closed trying to feel him all the way, he was proud of himself for the feeling he caused. Smiling with confidence at the top of you, kissing you meanwhile, you wanted him to go deeper into your pussy, wrapping your legs around his hips pulling towards you, he liked that and gave what you desired.

You came twice for him but Javi hasn’t finish yet, this time he pulled you up to his lap by grabbing your hips, your legs begin shaking uncontrollably like you’re having a seizure and then you’re howling, your back aching so violently that Javi has to wrap his arms around your waist to keep you from falling off his lap. His fast, hard pace slowed down and he rode his orgasm out inside of you. He eased himself down, to lay on top of you, catching his breath, before sliding himself out of you and falling to lay next to you, both of you breathing heavily.

"Wow, that was fucking amazing," you said, panting.

“Indeed,” he sighed while kissing your neck. “You’re amazing, baby.”

You stayed for a while to savor the moment.

As you both breathing regularly, he got up and took a cigarette out of his jacket pocket and lit it quickly, then came back to bed. With his free hand he pulled you towards him and covered your body with the sheets then himself. You were resting your head on his chest, breathing in his smell mixed with cigarette smoke. While he moves his fingers through your hair and and then also his lips, you fell into a peaceful sleep.

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[youremyheaven]

with that Venusian man 👨 hmm 👀👀 spill the tea girl

Not the 33yr old, this is the friend from a few nights ago 😜 whose arms I liked 🤭😩

They're both Bharani Moon tho 😌 which is my favourite among the Venus naks 😌😌😌 so I do feel like God's favourite rn lmao 🤪

Idk why I never felt this way about him before but looking at his pictures and talking to him, didn't make me feel much , like he's objectively good looking, a veryyyy handsome man, 6'2 😩😩 (the 33yr old is 5'7 max 😔) BROAD ASF SHOULDERS, BIG ARMS, but I was never attracted to him. He has a very sweetie personality too, he has Mercury in Purvabhadrapada atmakaraka and lots of Jupiter in his navamsa chart and he feels veryyy Jupiterean, which according to Claire's video is the nice guy you friendzone etc which is what I did too 😜🤭🤭but OH MY GODDDDDD THE MAN IS DEMONICCCC IN BED 😩😩😩😩😩

He has a veryyyy masculine presence and I love love love love LOVE his body 😩😩😩 he's so bulky and so big, I just get butterflies looking at him 😍😍

So we agreed to book a hotel room that you can rent for a couple of hours??? BEST DECISION IVE EVER MADE 😩😩😩

and from the minute he picked me up, I just had to have him inside me one way or another like 😭😭😭 he's SOOO manly, that I just WANT to get on my knees for him 😭😭😭 I can't believe I'm saying this out loud 😭😭

He's so affectionate and SOOOO gentlemanly, like DAMN he was raised right ✨ he prioritizes foreplay and spends a lot of time on my body, just kissing me all over, I remember when we were friends, he'd casually point to the moles on my arms and say shit like "would be nice playing connect the dots with these 😏" but I just saw him as a friend and I flirt with all my friends male and female and vice versa so i didn't think too much of it but tonight 😩😩😭 as he took my pants off, he saw the mole on my upper thigh and he was like "here's one I haven't seen before 😈" (and all of today, his voice has been deeper and more 🥵🥵 usually he sounds all 😃😊😃☀️🌸 but today he sounded so 😈🥵😈 even tho he was just talking about normal shit) and then he kissed it and licked it 🥵🥵down until he reached yk where 🙈 and BOYS' GOT THAT TONGUE TECHNOLOGY 😩😩😩I was shook 😳😳😳too stunned to speak 🙊😳😳😳😳I was physically glitching 😭 i literally had to beg him to just put it in because I cannot take it anymore 😭😭 and the wayyyy he grabbed my legs closer to him 😩😩😩we fcked thrice 🙈🙈🙈🙈 he only had one condom 💀💀💀 and y'all should always use protection when you have sex but when he pulled out and jizzed on my stomach, I lost my mind, idk it was so hot 🙈🥵

And just the way he holds me, touches me etc it makes me feel 😩😩😩

I'm sorry to share such filth detail with y'all but I don't have friends I can share any of this with (so instead I'm telling thousands of strangers lmao 😭) idk why I'm giving such a blow by blow account of this but honestly it was suchhh a good experience 🙈🙈🙈

We were just lying down talking between rounds and we have such a good bond y'all it's so funny 😭😭 like we're talking about random shit, he was asking me about stuff and I was telling him and he was smiling kissing my body as he's listening and then he holds my face and says "you know this is pillow talk right" and idk we're both blushing 🙈 and he's like "I love listening to this, don't stop, keep talking" 😩😩 (fastest way to my heart lol)

Anyways, we leave the hotel (super cute place btw) and when we're by the reception the staff (just two dudes) look at us like 😏but tryna remain professional and I feel so accomplished like ??? I just had sex with this tall handsome man ??? 😩😩And everytime others looked at us, I was just like 😌😌hehe this hottie was inside me 😌hehe 🤪😜🤭 and ngl we look reallyyy good together 🥵🤭🙈but anyways although he pulled out in time, he did cum outside my yk what and I told him I'm taking the pill just to be safe and he parked a little bit away from the pharmacy and went and bought it for me???? Like that's well raised right there 🥹🥹 (he didn't want them to see me bc this is India and women are judged heavily for having sex and he bought it bc he came inside me so that's the least he could do 💀but just the fact that all of it was so unspoken and he just did all of it intuitively was sooo hot to me, like I said I'm turned on by gentlemanliness) you should have seen the way he looked when he walked back to me 🥹🥹🥹🥹 just the finest man alive 😍���😩 idk how someone can go from being some guy to THE guy in a couple of days but it's happened 😭😭😭

he texted me asking if I reached home and then asked me a little later if I took the pill 😭😭 I never ever EVER thought that him and I would be at a point where we fuck raw and he reminds me to take the pill 😭life works in mysterious ways 😭

[damon-loves-pie]

“Thank You For Still Playing.”

Pairing: Eddie Munson x female reader.

Word count: About 3,300 words

Warnings: 18+, setting is mostly at a bar and all that goes with it, emotional talks about family, implied abuse but nothing descriptive, Enemies to lovers implied, fake relationship. (I think that is all. Please let me know if I missed something.) 

Summary:  Robin wants a fun night out and drags reader to Eddie’s show at the hideout even though Eddie and reader don’t always gets along. Steve meets someone who is insecure about reader and he states reader is dating the lead singer of the band, Eddie Munson, Not expecting the musician to join them. After talking both of them realize all their anger stemmed from something that happened in middle school. 

Author’s note: I am going to be completely honest, I didn’t plan for this story to end up like this. I had a whole different ending in mind but decided to go a different route halfway through. But I am actually super happy with how it turned out! 

I hope you enjoy as much I did writing it! 

Writing Masterlist

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"Come on (Y/N), it would be fun and you like that kind of music anyway." Robin begs while I'm stocking the romance section, looking like she's thinking about getting on her hands and knees.

She had been asking me all week to go out with her this weekend.  

"Why would I want to go see Eddie Munson's band play at some shitty little bar?" I ask her, glancing up from the pile of tapes in my hand with an eyebrow raised.

"Because the drinks are cheap?" She shrugs sheepishly making me roll my eyes in response since the drinks at my house are cheap too.

Feeling defeated Robin moves and leans against the rack I was working on.

"Come on, please. I just need a fun night." Robin pleads, as I shake my head in rejection to her invite.

"Aren't you going with Steve? He's fun sometimes." I shrug, placing the last tape onto the shelf.

"Yes, but he's Steve and I need someone who's actually fun and won't leave me to talk to girls." She explains motioning over to the register where he was flirting with another customer yet again. Sighing I turn back towards her, desperation screaming in her eyes.

I guess I could deal with being around Eddie Munson for a few hours.

"Okay, I'll-

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you! You don't understand how bad I need this." She thanks excitedly, clapping her hands together tightly.

"Only, and I mean only if you buy me at least one drink every hour we are there." I finish, pulling away from the rack.

"Anything you want, it's on me. I promise. We're going tomorrow since Becky and Keith are closing." Robin tells me, still smiling as we start to walk up to the register.

"And Steve here will be picking us up at eight." Robin continues, placing her hands on the counter.

"You actually got miss stick in her ass to agree to going?" Steve jokes, leaning towards us as I huff.

"I do not have a stick in my ass!"

"You do when it comes to Eddie." Robin admits as my mouth drops more.

"Thank you!" Steve says to her lifting his hand up.

"I do not have a stick in my ass when it comes to Eddie. He's just a dick to me for god knows what reason and I'm not going to force myself to be in situations with him on purpose." I say defensively seeing Steve rolls his eyes at me.

"I think you two just need to fuck out your problems if I'm being honest." He mumbles under his breath.

"As if that would ever happen." I grimace leaning onto my elbows, shaking my head.

"Wouldn't be the strangest thing to happen after everything." Robin reminds me as a customer walks in,  taking us back into the reality of our job the rest of the night.

It was leaning close to eight and I still wasn't ready to go.

If I'm being honest, I don't know what to wear tonight. Robin wants a fun time so do I dress up for that? Or do I dress down so Eddie didn't think I was dressing up see them play like some groupie?

Normally I wouldn't care what someone would think about what I wear and when but I already wasn't wanting to spend my night off at the local dive bar and didn't know what tonight actually had in store.

Settling on a short plaid skirt and plain black top I decided this would have to do tonight, slipping on a pair of fishnets and boots with it.  

It was not too much, but not too casual either which was perfect for what I was going for.

Steve and Robin arrived right on the dot, excited to go out for a change.

The bar was pretty full already as we arrived with it being a Friday night, the people of the town wanting to head out for a good time.

"Want a drink?" Robin asks us as we make our way to the bar.

"I need a drink." I laugh, eyes focusing on the crowd as I scanned threw.

Adverting my eyes to the stage I see Mr. Munson already staring with a smirk playing on his lips as we make eye contact.

"Oh god." I breathe, turning around quickly towards the bar.

"What?" Steve asks confused, turning around to see Eddie walking towards us.

"Hey, you guys made it to a show." Eddie smiles giving Steve and Robin a side hug while I tried to not look at them, tapping my fingers lightly on the counter.

"Well I wanted a night out and figured I could support a friend, a local business, and have a fun night all in one." Robin tells him, taking a seat onto one of the stools.

"Mmh, funny to see you here (Y/L/N)." He says directly to me,  leaning against the counter next to me.  

Adverting my gaze to his cocky brown eyes, I see the bartender approaching from the corner of my eye.

"You have Robin to thank for that." I say coldly to him before turning towards the pretty brunette who making small talk with Robin and Steve.

"Wouldn't dare to think you came here on your own will." He chuckles, leaning in closer to get her attention.

Tapping the counter he leans back,

"Lane, put these three's first round on my tab." He asks, backing away from the counter.

"These are my friends- well most of them." He finishes, sending me a wink as he goes to head back on stage.

"God he's such a dick." I tell them as I sip on straw.

"You took the free drink he bought you though." Steve reminds me as I knock my shoulder lightly against his.

"I would take a free drink from almost anyone." I argue as Robin laughs.

"Girls man." Steve shakes his head, spinning the stool to face the counter.

Giggling with Robin, I turn around to face the counter with him.

"Steve babe." I ask as he raises an eyebrow suspiciously.

"What do you want?" He asks.

"Since you're already probably going to be spending some money buying girls who have no interest in getting laid tonight drinks, - why don't you start with buying a round of shots for the two you know are going home with you?" I ask nicely, batting my eyelashes.

Steve goes to speak but looks defeated waving Lane over.

"To tonight." Steve says, holding up his drink.

"To tonight!" Me and Robin cheers, clinking ours with Steve's.

3 shots in and a mixed drink, I was starting to feel really good. The anxiety about tonight faded away as I realized I started swaying to the sound of Eddie's voice.

"You know, their band actually isn't terrible. I think I would be okay coming again." I tell the two as they nod.

"From what I heard before we got too far away in the upside down, he was great." Steve agrees.

"They are starting to get more recognition, they've been playing weekend shows the past month because more people keep requesting them." Robin tells us, leaning in so we could hear.

Nodding, I take a sip of my drink seeing Robin tapping her foot to the beat of the music.

"Want to go dance in the front?" I ask as she smiles, clearly surprised as I stand up.

"You wanted a fun night right?" I tell her, grabbing her hand.

Turning towards Steve, I laugh.

"Consider the stick removed for the night." I joke, waving him off as we go to move to the front of the stage.

Standing below the stage I started to sway my hips, holding hands with Robin as we cheered with the rest of the crowd.

Sending us a quick wink Eddie continued singing, the vein in his neck sticking out as he belted out the lyrics.

He actually looked kind of hot like this, his bangs sticking to his forehead as his fingers moved skillfully up and down the neck of his guitar, the other hand plucking at the strings.

If he wasn't such a dick, he would of looked fuckable.

Shaking the feeling off I turned towards Robin, waving our arms up in the air with the crowd.

After getting refills we found a table since the bar was full, taking a seat as Steve came up quickly, bending over to whisper at me and Robin.

"I don't have time to explain but I may have to find you guys other rides home and (Y/N) the girl walking up thinks you're dating a member of the band because she was worried about you." Steve scrambles to get out as we're approached by a blonde in a red dress before I could even question why he would say that.

"Erin! These are my friends and coworkers, (Y/N) and Robin. The one's I told you about." Steve smiles as she waves.

We all exchange introductions while she took a seat, smiling as we all discussed how the night was going.

"Did you guys enjoy the show?" Eddie asks walking up to our table as Erin's eyes grew.

"This is your boyfriend right?" She asks me causing my mouth to fall open.  

Eddie chuckles nervously, eyes roaming the girl as he see's Harrington's hand on her knee.

"Steve, why would you tell her that?" I ask him sternly as Erin looked confused between us.

Steve turned pale stuttering when Eddie wraps an arm around my shoulder before taking a seat next to me.  

"It's okay sweetheart, there's no reason to keep it a secret anymore. It's not Steve's fault." He plays as Erin smiles.

I look at Eddie who motions his eyes to Steve.

"Right." I agree knowing I should help my friend, turning towards the couple.

"It's just we thought it would be better to keep our relationship private for the sake of the band's fans." Eddie explains to Erin.

"Yeah, I'm sorry I shouldn't of told her. How about I go get a round for all of us to apologize?" Steve asks standing up.

"I'll help you." I tell him, removing Eddie's arm off of me.

We smile to the others before heading over to the bar.

"Steve why would you do that to me!" I whisper yell at him, smacking his arm slightly.

"I'm sorry, Erin thought you were my type and wondered if there was anything between us. I panicked and that was the first thing that came to my mind." He explains.

"God you are so lucky I love you." I groan.

"I'll cover any two nights you want at work." He offers as I glare at him.

"Four." I argue.

"Three." He retaliates as I sigh knowing it wasn't getting any better than that. He had gotten used to arguing with the kids.

"Deal." I tell him as he orders the drinks.

"So (Y/N), Eddie here says you play the guitar as well?" Erin asks as we arrive back at the table.

"Yeah actually I do." I tell her as Eddie scoots closer to me.

"She beat me in our middle school talent show with her skills." Eddie informs her as I glance over at him.

"Oh yeah, I remember you won that year." Robin snaps pulling my attention towards her.

"Was a lot for a young boy to take." Eddie laughs, nudging his shoulder with mine.

"You two look like you work great together." Erin awes at us.

"Yeah, I look up to the relationship these two have. Hoping one day I'll be as happy as they are." Steve agrees as I shoot daggers at him.

Gareth walks up tapping Eddie on the shoulder, giving us a confused look as Steve pleads with his eyes, worried his cover was about to be blown.

Gareth shakes his head, not even wanting to know what was going on with Eddie now as he goes to speak.

"Hey man, the van is loaded up but I'm going to go ahead and head home in a little while." He tells him.

"Could I catch a ride with you actually?" Robin asks standing up nervously.

"Wait how am I going to get home?" I ask her, holding her arm.

"Why can't Eddie take you since he's your boyfriend?" Erin asks confused.

"Boyfriend?" Gareth asks turning towards us.

"Yeah boyfriend Gareth. It's alright, we're telling people now since Steve spilled the beans. The band's fans will be fine." Eddie tells him winking as Gareth catches on that it's Harrington's fault.

"Oh, okay well that's good to know. And yeah Robin I'll give you a ride, come on." He motions towards the exit.

"Yeah we should probably get going too sweetheart." Eddie asks, connecting his hand with mine.

"We should shouldn't we?" I agree, wanting to get out of this situation as fast as possible.

"It was great meeting you Erin, and I hope we get to spend some time together soon." I smile, standing up.

"That would be great! Maybe we all could go on a double date sometime!" She suggests.

"That would be great! Steve we can talk about it Monday at work." I tell him, grabbing Eddie.

"Hope you two enjoy the rest of your night and thank you for coming to the show." He smiles, bowing slightly as I grab his hand to lead him outside.

"God I'm going to kill Steve." I groan as the cool night air hits my face.

"Come on it wasn't that bad." Eddie chuckles, motioning his pack of cigarettes towards me.

"Yeah, I'll take one." I sigh, grabbing the pack and lighter from him.

"Guessing I need to take you home?" He asks leading me towards his van.

"Yeah," I sigh stopping as he goes to walk to the drivers seat.

"Wait, fuck." I curse, pulling on my hair.

"What is it?" Eddie asks, walking back towards me.

"I can't go home tonight. I was supposed to crash at Steve's." I tell him, throwing my hands into the air.

"God I am going to kill him." I say taking a drag, Eddie sits there quietly smoking his cigarette before he scratches the back of his head.

"Look, I know it's not ideal. But if you're going to get in trouble going home, you could just crash at my place. I'll sleep on the floor, it's not a big deal." He offers. Inhaling, I look at him.

"You would really be okay with that?" I ask him.

"I mean yeah, I wouldn't want you to get hurt or something." Eddie shrugs.

"What do you mean get hurt?" I raise an eyebrow as he blows out smoke.

"Look (Y/N), it's a small town. Everyone knows how your dad is." He says quietly as I go to turn around, not feeling like being judged.

"(Y/N), I didn't mean anything bad about it. Hell my father was the same way." Eddie tells me, grabbing my hand.

"I'll just wait 10 minutes and call Robin and ask if I can crash there." I tell him.

"Come on, you know Buckley is going to be passed out as soon as she see's her bed. She's such a lightweight." He reminds me as I sigh.

"God, you're right." I agree, moving side to side on the heels of my feet.

"I'll stay the night with you I guess." I tell him as he leads me to the passenger side, opening the door for me.

"Don't worry about getting in trouble here, Wayne won't care and he's at work tonight anyway." Eddie says letting me into the trailer.

"My bedroom is back here." He motions as I follow him through the kitchen and down the hall.

His bedroom seemed to fit him as he hung up his guitar.

It was defiantly messy, meaning he probably didn't expect anyone to come back with him.

Clothes were thrown around the floor, mello-yello bottles littered across the stand and dresser.

Posters and handcuffs on the wall? My eyes widen as he notices my gaze.

"Oh uh, one of Hopper's stupid deputies tried arresting me for a joint my junior year but I managed to get away from him." He chuckles, playing with his rings.

"It was officer Callahan wasn't it?" I laugh, raising a brow at him.

"Yeah, it was." He tells me, smiling as he headed towards his dresser.

"He totally sucks." I smile.

I watched quietly while he rummaged through his drawers pulling out a worn out Metallica shirt and some boxers.

"Here, I know that your clothes couldn't possibly be comfortable to sleep in no matter how much you had to drink. The bathroom is the next room over." Eddie says handing me the clothes.

"Thank you." I mutter going to change.

When I come back the room looks cleaner and Eddie himself was in an old t-shirt and boxers as well.

"Like I said you can have the bed and I'll lay here." He motions towards the partially made bed.

I crawl in being ingulfed by the smell of old spice, weed, and cigarettes, realizing that's what I smelled when Eddie wrapped his arm around me.

"Goodnight, Eddie." I say as he turns off the light.

"Goodnight." He tells me.

I close my eyes waiting for sleep to take over hearing Eddie rustle below me.

This goes on for about 30 minutes till I speak up.

"Eddie, you can just lay up here with me if you want. I know it has to be uncomfortable down there." I sigh.

"Are you sure?" He asks as I hum in response.

I hear movement as he places his pillows onto the bed before crawling on.

We both lay there quietly in the dark.

"Are you awake?" Eddie asks, turning his whole body towards me.

"Yeah, I'm awake." I tell him, looking over.

"I couldn't stand you in middle school." He admits to me.

"In middle school? I thought you couldn't stand me now?" I ask, turning towards him.

"I was so angry a girl as pretty as you, could sing and play the guitar better than me." He laughs as I smile slightly.

"So that's why you don't like me? Because I won our middle school talent show?" I question.

"To be honest, I think it's because I knew you wouldn't have noticed me back then. I didn't have much, my hair was buzzed and I constantly wore hand me downs my uncle found at the thrift store since my dad had just been arrested. So it was easier to act like I didn't like you." Eddie says to me.

"But we aren't in 8th grade anymore? Why do you still give me attitude ninety percent of the time." I ask him.

"Sometimes when I'm on that stage I think about how it felt to not win when that's all I had to be excited for at the moment and I'm realizing it wasn't your fault especially since you went through your own hard times. " He sighs, before continuing.

"I just want to say I'm sorry, and that I've actually always thought you were pretty awesome." Eddie finishes.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask him.

"Hm?" He questions.

"You were never invisible to me, even back then. Plus no matter how mean you've been, I've always thought you were pretty awesome too." I admit, moving closer to him.

Tension started to build as we sat there.

"Can I kiss you?" Eddie barely whispers.

"Please." I smile, feeling his hands wrap around to pull me closer as I grip his shirt slightly.

Eddie's breath lingered on my lips before he softly pressed his against mine, my hand resting on his chest.

The kiss was soft and tender, pulling emotion from the conversation that just happened while we let ourselves go into the kiss.

"Thank you for coming tonight." He thanks, pulling away.

"Thank you for still playing." I tell him.

[agirlwholovesrockstars]

you ain't woman enough

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

Summary : some crazy diehard fan claims to steal your man, of course- you won't let that happen

Word Count : not too long, I hope

Warnings : 18+ Rockstar!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, reader and Eddie are both (25) also they're MARRIED to each other, no use of y/n, Gareth is (18), Jeff is (20) mentions of a fan having self-harm history, the lunatic fan (I named her Delancy, she's 18) can be very invasive, disrespectful, delusional and too obsessed with Eddie, alcohol consumption, mentions of pregnancy at the end, I think that's just it tho

What to Expect : angst and fluff teehee

Note To Reader : guys, you're not going to believe this because my fever just bounced back again making me suffer once more 💀 (but I'm good right now don't worry)

Author Note : LOVE LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH- OF COURSE YOU KNOW I'VE HAD TO MAKE A FIC WITH IT ;)) (idk if I feel satisfied about this fic but here it goes)

You and Eddie have been together for ages

A bit dramatic, isn't it?

But no, seriously, it's like you spend a lifetime every minute, hour and seconds being with him

Since high school, Eddie thought it's cruel joke when you talked to him for the first time

He had a bit of time to grow on you back then, but when you finally get to know him when he unsheds his layers of showing the tough act to people at school

He is actually very sweet

That's where it all took off

You're always been there

The Hellfire Club campaigns, The Hideout sessions, the best part is that you we're also there when he got his long-awaited diploma

Wayne loves you, gosh, Eddie can still vividly remember the teasing moments that make him so freaking embarrassed when it revealed that Eddie has a crush on you

It's the most silliest confession that you both shared to each other, giggling at the same time

It's also wholesome in a way that you feel like yourself when you're with him than you're own

That's says something

You watch him grew to become one of the highest paid rock bands all of time, Corroded Coffin

Back in graduation in college, he said that he'll marry you and you'll be on his side while he's touring around the world

The words you told him never left his mind

"Always keep your dreams alive, Ed's"

You both love metal music, films, obviously certified nerds, always excited when you're both talking about your favorites

I mean- what's not to love?

"You're ready? sweetheart?"

"Yeah"

You gave him 360° turn to your full ensemble for the tonight's show

Oh, he was stunned at it, he takes a minute to process

"Well?"

"You look fantastic- I mean- hot, super super hot"

You snort "Okay, let's go rockstar"

You've prepared yourself for this since the beginning, the moment that Eddie got himself big time at a record label

You know what you're in for

You're ready to face it all, the tabloids, loads of paparazzi everywhere, awestruck fans that recognize the both of you walking in the streets of L.A

You also know once you entered this business, there's no longer privacy that you knew before

The fandom that Eddie has is like a freaking movement almost like an activist, every false lies, rumors, gossips, they defend him with his bandmates

You adore them, really, grateful for it

The head of the official fanbase of Corroded Coffin is really nice and respects everyone of you, even treat you like normal human beings

They organized parties when it's time for an occasion like Corroded Coffin won a Grammy, New Year's, when someone in the band has a birthday, it's really great

Sometimes, you wish every fan is just like that, or sometimes even not a fan, you wished they'll treat you kindly

While eating lunch with Eddie at a local diner downtown

"You know, there's a young girl keeps looking at our spot for like 30 mins now" Eddie is wearing Ray-Ban black sunglasses as he quietly speaks as he takes a sip of his coffee

You had a mouth full of philly cheesesteak as you turned around to find what your husband is referring to

There, you spot her, when you catch her eyes, she simply look away shyly

You hum as you shrug "It looks like she wants to say something"

"Oh, boy, here she comes"

Before you can react to what he just said, she's now standing to where you both seated but she gave a distance for personal space that leaves an impression to the both of you

Eddie caught a glimpse of the young girl's wrist with marks of healed pocks, you saw it too, he watches her intently but when he saw how genuine her eyes are, he knows this isn't some weird fanatic

You cleared your throat as you smile at the young girl

"Uh- hi, I'm so very sorry, if I made you both uncomfortable but I- I just want to express my gratitude, your songs really helped me a lot and ever since I stopped doing it for 5 years already and I feel a whole lot better and uh- your love story has always been my favorite- it's very inspiring and I've always been looking up to the both of you and uh- yeah thanks for everything" she leaves at that

the young girl went on and on with her slightly ducked down too shy to even look at the both of your eyes

"That's really sweet" you say with twinkling eyes as you kept your eyes on the young girl

"Wow, see- this is why I'm doing this! I will keep on making music when something like that happens! I can help people!" He beams exhilaratingly with a smile

"Eddie, haven't you realized you've been doing this since highschool?" You hold his hand across the table

"Yes, I know and I will do what I do best" he winks and you by that look

You know he's gonna make this interaction memorable

"Hey, kid"

The young girl almost can't believe the Eddie Munson called her out

"We appreciate you so much" he says as he picked the whole new latest album from his bag

Young girl is appalled, felt weak on the knees almost, you giggled at her reaction

To make everything go insane, he even signed the album cover

You hand it out to her "We're so proud of you"

She takes it with shaky hands as she laughs "I-I'm sorry, I'm freaking out inside, thank you so very much"

"You'll be the first person to hear it"

"I'll listen to it once I get home, I will never forget this day in my life!"

You and Eddie both chuckled "Treasure it, sweetie! You deserve it!"

"I love you both so much, you have absolutely no idea! um- I'll be attending your show this coming Saturday" you shyly added with a grin

You squealed as you look at Eddie with excitement, he took his glasses off

"That's very metal, dear" he makes a rock n roll sign as the kid does the same time, both shared laughs

You watched the kid happily as she runs over to her parents with the album in hand as they become starstrucked when they saw both of you, waving at their daughter

You sigh in content "Isn't that just awesome?!?" You slam your hands on the table feeling giddy

Eddie throws his head back in laughter as his mind replays the endearing interaction earlier

"My manager is going to kill me after this"

"Oh, yeah right- you weren't supposed to reveal your latest album yet"

"I doubt it she'll not spread it to everyone"

"I'll drink to that"

Turns out, both of your guts we're right, the young girl didn't leaked the whole ass album for the whole world to hear

The tour was going fantastic, the crowd roars, screams, cheers everyone is going nuts once the band came out the stage

The after-party is your favorite part when the set is done, it's just you, Eddie, Jeff and Gareth hanging out

It's like old times, the difference is that all of you are a part of public figures now

But, no, never once or anyone of you let that get into your head, you don't want to believe or let yourself be aware of that "I'm a celebrity and you're nothing" type of shit, all of you remained humble since day one

No wonder why people adored you so much

Jeff finished his degree last year, now he's got himself a babe beside him, Gareth only have 2 years left at his college

He is so sick of it already, but he won't stop until he finally graduated

"Now, I get it why- Eddie feels so fucking drained after college" Gareth groans as he sats down next to you

"But my tutoring while on the tour bus helped, right?" You gave him an sympathetic smile

He smiles tiredly "Yeah, I'm just so exhausted but I'm almost there"

"That's the spirit!"

"Man, I don't know how you do it, are you getting enough sleep?" Jeff chimes in as he drinks his beer as he awaits for his friend to answer

"I don't even remember when's the last time I got a good night's sleep"

"Your time has run out" a voice rudely interrupted your conversation

You, Jeff, Gareth turn around at the girl who is standing closer to you

Jeff and Gareth shared confusion looks to each other

"Excuse me?" You say as look at her directly

"I said he's done with you"

"Who?"

"Eddie"

Jeff makes a face and Gareth is unamused, offended by it

You tried your best to be polite as you wave your hand in front of her dismissively, maybe it's just some girl who mistakenly thought you're someone that she knew

"He doesn't love you anymore"

Who is this person? You think to yourself

You laugh incredulously as you lean forward, Jeff and Gareth looked at you and thinks why you're aren't doing anything to be mean just for once

They're watching the nicest argument ever

"You have to let him go" she says as she crossed both of her arms

"Why would I do that?"

"So, I can take him"

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at each other with knowing looks as you tried to keep your composure stable

The bartender is clearly knows what the fuck is going on and couldn't help but to bite back a laughter as well

"Ooh- okay, hot shot- gimme a sec" you say with a mockery on your voice as you bit your lip to stop bursting to any second

You kick Jeff and elbowed Gareth to stop them from snickering

"Hey, Francis" you paid for the tabs, you treat the guys for the drink tonight

"You didn't have to-"

"I insist, you always gave me fine drinks and you never let me pay? Come on- take it"

The older man smiles and sighs and muttered a small thank you

All of you go down to your rotating circle chairs, but before you left her, you twirl around with a teasing smile

She became annoyed at you, you didn't even know what the hell she's annoyed at you for

"Sorry to burst your bubble, you can't do that"

"What makes you think that I can't?" She snaps and it makes you amused

Jeff and Gareth make a teasing "Oooh's" as you flipped the guys off behind your back

"Because-" you looked at her from top to bottom

She really wasted her beauty for pulling a stunt like this?

"You aren't there yet"

You know, she ain't gonna understand that phrase because she's young, you didn't even bother to explain what it means so you turn heel and left her at it

You wiggle your fingers at her as you wave goodbye and she watches the three you finally booming the streets with the loud cackles

At the backstage, 10 mins left before the show starts

"Eddie! Stand still!" You say as you fix his outfit

"I've been performing for years and I still get nervous" he says with a unsure smile

"That's totally normal, Eddie, once you get out of there and feel all of the people energy and literally once you start singing? You'd be great like you always do" you say as you finish doing touch ups to his look

He didn't replied, he instead hugged you

"Oh" you got startled at his sudden action but you melt with it

"Thank you, sweetheart"

"Anytime, Ed's"

A frequent knock is going on the door, almost breaking it, he swung it open- he got cutt off by someone

"Alright, alright! I'll be there-"

"Where have you been?!? I've looked for you everywhere!"

"What-"

"Didn't you missed me?!?"

You lean onto your side of the doorframe with arms crossed as Eddie looked at you for help almost like he's saying "Do you have any idea who is this person?!?"

The young lady who you encountered last night meet your eyes, you swore you saw the fire ignited once you came into the frame

"What is she doing here?!?"

Eddie is so perplexed as he continues to look at the random girl and you just smirk to yourself

She reached for Eddie's hand as he became so stunned at her action and you raised both of your eyebrows at her boldness

The audacity of this person is wild

"Honey? Care to explain, please?" Eddie is obviously trying to let go of the grip that she's holding onto him

"Oh, I just met her last night and how rude of me not knowing your name- if you even had one" you sarcastically speak up, it's very comedic to watch her face crumpled up to your smugness

"It's Delancy"

"Yeah, right- Delancy!" You act like it was the most interesting information ever

Eddie is watching you with a wolfish grin, he finally understood it

"I'm here to support my boyfriend" she lOviNgLy looks up at Eddie, the situation doesn't even get worse from there as he looks at you through his bangs as he purses his lips together

"Sweetie, before you can get to him, I'll have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here"

"You can't!"

"It will be over my dead body"

Eddie finally got away from the hold as he looks at her with fake sympathetic smile with a pout as he throws both of his hands in defense

You glanced at the corner and saw the security guards probably looking for her

You lean closer as you say "So, get out while you can" you nudge your chin towards the guards and she panic as she runs away

"Oh my fucking god" Jeff jogs as he tries to catch up his breath

"Give me a minute" Gareth holds up a finger as he pants

"So, she's the girl that you little shitheads talking about, huh?"

Both of the young men nod as they chuckled slightly

"Can't believe she got herself inside" you scoff as you shake your head

"Hmm, maybe there's a way to end this ridiculousness" Eddie smirks as all of you looked at him in confusion

The show is exhilaratingly amazing, Eddie called out for you, is this his plan?

You shyly get up on the stage as the crowd cheers for your name

Once you walked closer to Eddie he pulled you in for a kiss

You're surprised but managed to recover as you wrap your arms around him as you kiss him back

Jeff whistles as Gareth clapped aggressively

The whole crowd screamed harder as Eddie pulled you closer more to him as if that were possible, you became flustered as you break the kiss from running out of breath but Eddie?!? Kept stealing kisses as you giggled

"My beautiful wife everybody!" Eddie announces in the microphone not caring if your lipstick is all over his face

"Thank you guys for the insane night! We love you! We appreciate all of your support! Take care and we'll see you soon! Keep on rockin'!" Eddie left with that as Jeff and Gareth came onto your side as they join you for a bow before all of you waved goodbye and exit the stage

The interview is happening in the morning after the last night's show

"Have you heard about the rumor? There's basically a young girl claiming your husband, Eddie, to be as her boyfriend? What is your comment about this?"

Gareth chimes in with a smirk on his face as he leans over to steal a moment in the camera "No comment" he says as Eddie, Jeff snickered as you chuckled as well

"Yeah, I did, I even interacted with her- she seems....interesting"

"Interesting for a therapy" Jeff adds as the three man crack up to his joke

"She even said that Eddie looked at her at the concert last evening" the interviewer spoke up as you can watch Eddie genuinely reacted to this

"Oh my god" Eddie rubs his face as he hides his face buried on his palms as he tries not to laugh

"Well, a man looks at things sometimes that he doesn't need, I think she's referring to what happened at the backstage-"

"I took a second look-" Eddie narrows his eyes at you

"But he's in love with me" you point to yourself ignoring your cheeks blush

"Exactly" Eddie grins as you held his hand

"She even said that the kiss that happened was a fake"

"I don't know where that leaves her" you shrug at the interviewer

"You know where you stand"

You chortled at the interviewer's remark, knowing that this will even more pissed her off

"Precisely, I know where I stand" you agree as you nod

"And there you have it, folks, The Corroded Coffin, it's such a delight to finally to get to talk to you all and the man of the hour, Eddie Munson with his wife, Jeff and Gareth the icons behind the band, Thank you for tuning in!" The interviewer wraps it all up

"Please, do invite your fans to come on over to your tours"

"it's our pleasure, to share our music around the world and all we wanna do is just inspire people" Eddie smiles at the camera while he always pulled you into his side, you love that he never fails to show you off

As the airing ends, Eddie whispers to your ear

"Let's make her even more furious" Eddie bites his lips as he could think for a conniving idea

You snorted at him with a playful smile

"Telling to everyone that you're having a baby" he winks

"Eddie!" You push him playfully on the chest but he laughs as he carries you and spins around at the studio

But he ain't wrong with that, you'll even consider it later ;))

[themultifandomgal]

Kevin Atwater- High School Reunion

"YN? Is that you?" I turn around after grabbing my coffee from my normal coffee shop when I see one of my old high school friends. Friends is a loose term, she was a bully who took me under her wing but still occasionally bullied me, just not a very nice person

"Kelsey hey" I say through gritted teeth

"It's been a while hasn't it. How are you?"

"I'm good thanks, you?" I ask hoping it will be a short conversation

"I'm good thank you. 5 year married and got a little boy now"

"Oh wow, that's lovely"

"Here let me show...."

"I'm sorry I have to get to work but it was lovely seeing you" I start to walk off from her when she jogs up to me

"Are you coming to the reunion next week?"

"I wasn't planning on it"

"It's ok if your still single and only working in a convenience store, not all of us can be successful"

"Actually I'm a police office, intelligence. Plus I'm actually married so..." I notice Kelsey looks down at my ring hand "I don't wear a ring to work just in case I loose it, jobs pretty demanding"

"Oh well bring him along. I have to dash but I'll see you next week"

"Hey Kevin" I slide my chair over to his desk

"What do you want?" Kevin squints his eyes

"So..."

"Here we go"

"I ran into an old friend of my, well not old friend but that's a long story. Anyway, she asked if I was going to my high school reunion next week and when I said no she assumed it because I'm single and I work in a convenience store. So I told her I'm married and I thought..."

"You want to get married?" Kevin frown

"Kinda. I thought maybe you could pretend to be my husband?"

"What?" Kevin looks at me shocked

"Please, your my partner so you know me best out of everyone here"

"You want me to pretend to be your husband?"

"Yes?"

"I can't believe I'm going to say this but fine"

"Thank you thank you thank you" I jump out of my chair and hug him

"Atwater, YLN this is a work place not a social club" Voight shouts to us from his office

"Sorry" I sit back in my chair and push myself back to my own desk.

"Ok so remember we met in police academy, graduated together"

"We did?"

"Yes, but we then started dating once we were patrol officers together. You proposed to me on holiday to France and we got married a year later. We don't have children yet because we love our job, but we want 3 kids" I fix Kevin's jacket

"Ok I got it" taking in a deep breath we walk into the building our reunion is being held at

"YN you made it"

"Kelsey hi. We're not staying for long though we're working late"

"Of course. So this must be your husband"

"Yes this is Kevin. Kevin this is Kelsey"

"It's nice to meet you" Kevin shakes Kelsey's hand

"Are you wearing your rings tonight?" Kelsey asks

"Yeah I am" I hold up my hand, they're just pandora rings that I thought would work

"Oh... they're not that expensive are they, but I suppose with your jobs you wouldn't want to risk loosing $1000s right"

"Exactly"

"Let's go and get something to drink and sit shall we?" Kevin and I follow Kelsey over to the bar, we get a drink and head to a table

"Guys you remember YN YNL right? Well look who's here. She's a cop and married. Who'd have thought" we all sit down and I just feel uncomfortable, this was such a bad idea I should have just stayed home

"So Kevin tell us. When did you first realise you were in love?"

"Oh Errm. We were on a case together where she went into an abandoned building. She got shot and I realised that I couldn't live my life without her" this actually did happen a year ago

"Aww that's so cute, we'll not you getting shot"

"Yeah he came with me to the hospital and waited for me to be patched up"

"What about you YN when did you fall in love with Kevin?"

"It was the same day. He was super sweet and I saw a different side to him" Kevin's phone rings making him stand up

"You two are so cute together so when are you planning on adding to the family"

"Not yet, maybe soon though"

"YN we have to go. That was Voight. They've got a lead" I nod my head and get up

"Sorry to cut this short but duty calls"

"Of course maybe we can grab coffee one day"

"Sure" no chance.

Kevin and I leave getting into his car

"You know what I said was true" Kevin says pulling out of the car park

"Same"

"So my place or yours?"

"Huh?"

"That wasn't actually Voight. I asked Adam to call us to get us out of there"

"You are a genius" I laugh

"So my place or yours?"

"Yours?" I raise an eyebrow

"You got it"

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Would you do a pic based on the song “Do you wanna be friends?” By Leanne Firestone as a Ken x reader? Like I feel like this song really could work for them. Like kens super all like “Oh stereotypical Barbie is so amazing” and reader just is like “oh. Okay yeahb I’ll support you” and just follows the song. Idk lol

Ough the unrequited love goes hard here </3

.........

"So...I take it that it didn't go the way you hoped?"

"Sadly..it didn't." Putting on his best smile, Ken sighed quietly as you both sat on the beach together. "I forgot it was girls' night and...she didn't want me there. Period."

You blinked. "She seriously said that to you?"

"Yeah."

"And..it didn't hurt?"

"I mean..she wasn't wrong. She could never be wrong. It's not my place to intrude on her night and I need to respect that. I'm just happy I got to dance with her and...almost kiss her after the party." His attempts to sound upbeat were forced, although he didn't want to concern you too much. "Simply being in her presence is enough for me. She's just so...amazing and beautiful and so smart. I'm glad we're boyfriend and girlfriend."

'It doesn't sound like she thinks the same...' Is what you wanted to say to him, but you decided to keep that to yourself. Instead, your shoulders remained slumped as he continued rambling about how "awesome" Stereotypical Barbie was.

It was nothing new to you.

You and him have been good friends for a while, although roughly 90% of your chats consisted of him gushing over Barbie nonstop; the remaining 10% were either him complaining about Tourist Ken or rambling about Beach-related stuff.

Obviously, you didn't mind talking to him and wouldn't dare shut him down. You actually enjoyed every moment you spent together, even if he can be a bit dumb and showy at times.

You just wish he didn't bring up Barbie's name in every single conversation...considering that she barely mentions his name whenever you talked to her.

It was unconventional at best for a Barbie to not be interested in her Ken, but that's just the way she is and he doesn't see anything wrong with that.

He wasn't getting the hint.

When you found Ken sitting alone on the beach tonight--in the spot where you'd normally practice you guitar skills--he looked awfully dejected and lonely. You immediately knew he tried shooting his shot with her after the huge blowout party with planned choreography and a bespoke song..

And ultimately missed by a mile.

"You know what she said to me earlier after that Beach accident, [y/n]?"

"What did she say?"

"She said I was "very brave"." Stars were practically shimmering in his blue eyes, his grin growing wider. "She thought I was brave! Isn't that awesome??"

"Yeah, it sure is." Nodding in agreement, you turned your gaze up to the brightly-lit moon in the sky. "You're a lot of things, Ken. Brave, funny, cool...she should seriously cherish those and not just shut you out because of "Girl's Night". I don't think that's fair to you at all."

The words came out faster than you could think, and your body tensed up as you watched his expression falter.

Maybe you've said too much.

"I..um-"

"Wow, that's...nice to hear, [y/n]. Thank you." He put a hand to his chest, looking at you with a gentler smile. "You're a great friend, you know that?"

"...right, we're great friends." You reluctantly agreed, forcing you own smile for his sake. "Do you mind if I play some guitar? This is my usual spot but-"

"Ohh, I forgot you had that...thing." Then he pointed to your acoustic instrument. "If you want me to leave I can-"

"No, no, you can stay! I'd hate to see you roaming Barbieland all night by yourself."

"Nah, I'm not really "roaming" aimlessly." He brushed off your worries, smoothing his hair out as though it was tousled by nonexistent wind. "I just sorta...wander around till I find a cozy spot. Sometimes I get lucky, but other times I imagine myself in her dreamhouse. I bet next time she'll let me stay over. Who knows? Maybe one day we can call it Barbie and Ken's Dreamhouse. Haha..wouldn't that be awesome, huh?"

At the end of his rambling, he had that same lovestruck appearance on his face as he rested his jaw on his fist, gazing at you.

That's the kind of look you wish he'd give you instead.

"Yeah, that would be cool." Once more, you agreed, before taking your guitar out of its case and placing it across your lap. "Well..I'm just gonna start practicing."

"Right. Thanks for listening, [y/n]. I'm just gonna sleep over here and dream of our future." He stood up and walked about ten steps towards a baby blue towel somebody left behind in the sand, laying down and curling up. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Ken. Sleep well."

Despite how uncomfortable he seemed, he had no problems dozing off as you heard light snores mere seconds after he closed his eyes. You saw a content smile gracing his lips and gazed at him for some time.

He never looked more peaceful.

"This one's for you.." You whispered softly, fingers gliding across the guitar strings as you began playing a song you've recently memorized.

Then you began singing ever-so quietly, closing your eyes and feeling the music flow through you.

""Do you wanna be friends?" I mean I wanna be more. But if "friends" is how I get to have you...then..sure. I'll be quiet in my pining. I won't tell you about the pain. I'll be silent in the night when I know that you're asleep..but I wanna ask you if you're awake.."

You weren't sure where you've heard this song before. It just popped into your mind one day and resonated with you so deeply, filling your plastic heart with a foreign feeling.

That being...the feeling of longingness. Pining.

Love.

It reminded you of Ken, and where your relationship with him currently stood...and possibly will remain for as long as you both lived.

You knew that he'd always choose Barbie over you at the end of the day, even though you've seen her reject him time and time again. He still kept chasing after her no matter what, always hoping she'll one day say "yes" to him staying over at her dreamhouse instead of shooing him away.

Eventually, he'd have to wake up and realize the truth.

Maybe then he'll finally see that you were the only one who ever gave him the time of day. The only one who truly cared about where he slept, if he was okay, etc.

The only one who truly loved him.

Perhaps in another life, it can be [Y/n] and Ken.

But for now, you just continued playing the guitar at him, even though he was off in dreamland, blissfully unaware that you were speaking to him through this song you were singing.

If only he knew your genuine feelings for him; although that may never happen since he's always calling you his "friend".

And if that's what he wanted out of this relationship, then...you'll have to settle for that. For his sake.

You'd hate to lose him.

"So we'll be friends, and I'll be okay. The world won't end if you don't love me, even if it feels that way..."

[slvt4em1lyprenti2s]

The Jimmy Fallon Show

Originally posted on my Wattpad @MayaBishop_is_myWife Scarlett Johansson x reader

Fluff

Scarlett's POV:

Tonight I'm going on the Jimmy Fallon with my co-stars show to promote my new movie. I'm really scared for this interview in particular as I've planned to announce something very big and my fans will probably go mental. For a while now there's been speculation around who I'm dating, if anyone and for some reason they always think it's a man. Now, that's what I'm announcing tonight, why it's not a man and, who it she really is.

Y/N POV:

Tonight is the night. The big night. I'm so scared how people are going to react, I mean it doesn't really matter what they think because me and Scar are happy together but, I can't help worrying sometimes. I'm currently in my dressing room behind the scenes at the Jimmy Fallon Show waiting to be called on. My palms are sweaty and my throat is dry. I need to calm down before I go on stage so I make my way over to the only person that can help.

I get to Scarlett's room and knock on the door.

Scarlett - "Who is it?"

Y/n - "It's me."

She opens the door to reveal my panicked face. Knowing immediately why I was like this, she pulled me in the room and trapped me in her embrace. As we were hugging she stroked my head, careful not to ruin all the work the hair and makeup team just did and whispers to me softly.

Scarlett - "Hey, it's gunna be fine. You know half of our fans are lesbians anyway so, I'm sure they won't mind and if it's the press your worried about then stop because they're all idiots and I couldn't care less what they say."

Her grip around my waist tightened as she spoke. I felt safe in her arms and I just kept reminding myself that it would be fine because even if someone does make a comment that me and Scar will always have each other and plus, the rest of the cast is there as well and they'll never let anything happen. We're all super protective over each other because after years of filming the Marvel films together we're basically family.

Our moment is rudely interrupted by a knock on the door.

Producer - "You're on in five!"

That didn't help the situation that I was in but, I'm an actress no one would know I was scared. I'll literally but my brave face on.

Time skip to half way through the show:

Scarlett's POV:

Jimmy - "So, Scarlett there have been some rumors going around that you are dating someone, do you have anything to say about this?"

Scarlett - "Well, uhm, I don't normally address rumors much but this one is necessary. I am with someone."

Jimmy - "Oooh I feel like a school girl, talking about who we're dating, so, does this mystery man have a name?"

Okay, here it goes. I think to myself.

Scarlett - "Well they mystery woman, is sitting right next to me." 

  The crowd instantly starts cheering and Jimmy had a smile plastered on his face. I felt someone grasp my hand tightly. I already know who it is but, I look anyway and see my gorgeous girlfriend to my left beaming at me. I was really happy it was out there now. I didn't need to hide my emotions anymore it felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest. 

Y/N POV:

She did it. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, people actually seemed happy for us. As the interview went on Lizzie and Florence kept looking over to see if me and Scar were okay like the protective people they are and Scarlett and me kept stealing glances at each other constantly. I was really glad we got it out there so we don't have to treat our love like a dirty secret anymore. I can finally not have to carry around the burden of not being able to kiss my girlfriend in public in fear of someone seeing. 

Time skip to after the interview:

We just finished the talk show and now me and Scarlett are walking back to her dressing room hand in hand, chatting away about anything and everything that comes to mind. As we enter the room she closes the door and turns to look at me. She holds my gaze as she comes forward and grabs my hips. 

Scarlett - "I'm so happy we did that because now, I can do this.'

With that she pulled me in close and smashed our lips together in a passionate kiss. My arms were draped over her shoulders and her hand snaked around my waist protectively. Our bodies were flush against each other as our lips were still joined. Once oxygen became a problem we broke apart.

Y/n - "If coming out means we do that more often, we should totally com out more."

She giggled at my antics and pulled me in again. This woman is my one and only. 

[firthbetterorfirthworse]

Marrying Mr. Darcy (2018)

Remember that last Hallmark movie? I'm hate watching the sequel now. Buckle up, you will not be spared.

TL;DR: Woman makes herself miserable by choosing what other people want without telling them her desires, over and over, until she breaks down. When she finally tells people, they give it to her. The end.

The movie begins with them having a picnic in the park with the dogs, and Donovan pulling out a ring box. Fakeout! It's a new collar for her dog. Double fakeout! There's a ring on it.

(also they got caught in the rain, we're already getting the wet data)

Apparently Bitch Aunt Darcy never comes around anymore and Zara (the teen sister) doesn't know why. Liz encourages him to patch things up for the wedding. Honestly she does seem genuinely contrite and apologizes to not only Darcy but Liz too.

Liz finally has a job interview! (also she made the wedding march her ringtone? I'm a total asshole but I hate that)

Darcy's friend is encouraging him to not assume that Elizabeth will attend events, and instead ask her and have her be involved (good job Henry)

Aunt Violet complains to Zara in the hall, but when she sees Liz and Darcy dancing together she gets shiny eyed and says she hasn't seen Darcy so happy in years, and even gives her a necklace that belonged to his grandmother. She seems really genuine.

Liz and Darcy want a small, simple wedding. Her mom owns a bridal shop. Aunt Violet is invited to plan as well, since she organizes most of the foundation's events. I sense that there will be issues.

And they're already happening! Aunt Violet pulled some strings and got them into the church that the last 4 generations of Darcys have been married in, even though it's normally booked years in advance. Only snafu is that the only date they have is in 2 months instead of 7. Liz agrees even though she was secretly hoping for a garden wedding.

They're reminiscing about a moment in the first movie (gag) "You thought I was pompous," he says. "You thought I was rude!" she says ("you were," I say) "No, I thought you were smart and charming and exactly the woman for me." "How convenient! I thought you were exactly the man for me!" she cries (bitch you hated him and went out under duress)

His idea of a small wedding is 250 people. Her idea of a small wedding is like 30. They compromise at 150 and Liz surprises him with having to tell his aunt, who came up with a guest list on Darcy's side of 400.

She found a dress she likes, but then Aunt Violet is like "hold up I know the premiere dress designer in the country as a favor to me she can see you at 10". Liz feels torn, which is insane, because why wouldn't you meet with this dress designer and see what she says and honey your mom owns the bridal shop, she would probably happily put that other dress aside for you just in case? This is not an issue?

Also Darcy shows up and is like uh surprise, I forgot to tell you, there's a board meeting tonight. Also I forgot to tell you, you're on the board now. She's like hey I'm excited about this opportunity but in the future you absolutely have to talk to me about things like this first, especially since she was super unprepared for this meeting.

Darcy has admitted a couple of times that he works for Darcy Enterprises, his family company, out of obligation and tradition even though he would rather spend all of his time at the foundation.

Aunt Violet is telling Liz she won't have time to go back to teaching. Liz is upset because teaching is who she is! Liz continues to be upset even though Darcy is immediately like ridiculous, you're a teacher be a teacher.

As my bestie, who I am hate ranting to, said - NONE OF THESE ARE REAL PROBLEMS

Especially since Darcy talked to Aunt Violet and she immediately capitulated.

Liz is meeting with the designer, who shows her two designs. One Liz clearly likes, one she clearly doesn't. None of us are shocked when she chooses the one she doesn't like, even though we all throw up our hands in disgust.

Aunt Violet can't get the guest list below 200 and talks them into it.

Darcy wants to make the honeymoon all about the two of them and take them to historical places and have it be for a month instead. His friend is like cool see what she says. He wants to surprise her.

He gets stuck in a traffic jam and can't make it to cake tasting.

Hey she got the job!

OH THANK GOD she FINALLY made a decision for herself with the flowers! And it convinced her to put her foot down and make decisions elsewhere, standing up to Aunt Violet (who is not even upset, she's surprised but says "well done")

We get to see Darcy interact with kids, which is supposed to be adorable but ends up playing very flat.

We as the audience know that Darcy is working hard on getting an incredible European tour honeymoon including a private after hours showing at the Louvre, and prepping for a month away from business, but Liz is certain he's just pulling away from her (again against the advice of everyone around her)

She sees herself in her dress and she hates it. She talks to Darcy about maybe eloping.

"I thought I was marrying Darcy, not his work. Is it always going to be 'see you tomorrow'?" even though they JUST had a conversation about how he was sorry he was so busy and he promised it wouldn't be like that after the wedding.

Now we're 3 days out from the wedding. Liz is afraid they're rushing into things and needs time to herself to think. Darcy is literally begging her to talk to him, knocking on the door and calling for her, and she is just standing on the other side crying.

His best friend Henry is talking to Jenna and being like hey wtf is up?? He admits to her that he's been at work so much trying to get a month long honeymoon together and he wants it to be a surprise. Jenna is like this is misguided, but sweet.

So Henry goes to Darcy and is like, tell her. Darcy is like I WOULD IF SHE WOULD TALK TO ME

Aunt Violet of all people goes to Liz and is like Darcy is devastated. I'm sorry if I upset you in any way, it was from my manner and not my heart. They have a great heart to heart but STILL she doesn't go talk to Darcy??

He texts her and is like I will wait at our spot in the park, I'm begging you to come talk to me. She FINALLY shows up and he tells her about what he's been trying to surprise her with.

"I wanted a tiny garden wedding" she tells him, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER

"You know, for a while there we stopped communicating," she says (BITCH WE? "WE"???)

They compromise by giving her the tiny garden ceremony she's always wanted but never told anyone about, and also having the big grand wedding. Darcy decides to step away from the company and work for the foundation, as his heart desires. Zara gets to go to Montreal. Everybody gets a happy ending.

Thank god it is over.

This had nothing to do with Pride and Prejudice.

I have to watch three more of these Hallmark movies

[yakuzacanons]

(⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ heyyy!! I love your writing, I've been checking this blog for some time now and your headcanons never fail to make my day ♡ I wanted to request some headcanons where the Yakuza guys date an idol. Majima already has some experience with idols, having dated Mirei in the past but I'd love to see how the others would treat them and how their relationship would work out.

Hell yea hell yea, let's get to the top n all that jazz. Thanks for your patience, finally getting back into the normal swing of things after like a million trips and family things this summer, it's been hectic but I love you all. Headcanons below the cut, mwah.

Kazuma Kiryu

Might be a little awkward about it at first since Haruka is also an idol and he just thinks he's too old for most people in the idol scene. This is actually kind of beneficial though as he would never try to get in the way of your work and is always encouraging. Probably asks Haruka what kind of gifts idols like and whatnot. Overall respectful but depending on famous you are, it might be difficult for him to deal with the barrage of fans. Time apart doesn't bother him though, he knows work is work like that.

Majiama Goro

Unphased by the concept of idols but is still pretty traumatized from his time with Mirei so he'd have to really be into someone to look past all of that. Having said that, once he's in a relationship, he's in it to win it. Doesn't really attend the concerts as that kind of crowd is too overwhelming even for him but helps in other ways, like organizing merchandise after you signed them. More of a behind the scenes supporter than anything, says things like "Knock 'em dead out there!"

Saejima Taiga

Baffled that an idol would even be interested in him. Very supportive and gentle though. Will miss you a lot if you go on tour but isn't clingy. Instead he just calls when he knows you have a day off between cities to ask how things are going. Brings flowers to your dressing room after a show.

Akiyama Shun

Gets a kick out of the whole thing, it probably turns him on some to be honest. One of the best of the boys to ask for advice on when it comes to costumes and outfits. Good eye for color coordination. Doesn't mind being in the public spotlight with you and isn't shy about being seen with you. Just wants you to succeed at your dream.

Tanimura Masayoshi

Most likely of all of the boys to meet you at some kind of idol event. Tanimura has a mild interest in the idol scene in Japan and Korea but never saw himself actually knowing let alone dating someone who is an idol. Super understanding and supportive and has a good understanding of the more modern idol scene than the rest of the boys. Good at helping you with stretches or massages when you're feeling sore.

Ryuji Goda

He is now your number one fan. That's just the way it works. Type of guy to be like "Fellas, did ya hear my darlin' gets to perform tonight? We're ALL goin', right?!". You probably will have sold out shows due to him bringing literally everyone he knows. If the venue has box seats or VIP private areas, he usually hangs around there as Ryuji and most normal people don't mix well. If he can't make it to a show, he sends the most giant bouquet of flowers and a handwritten note.

Nishikiyama Akira

He'll be in the crowd yelling the fan chants and holding up the biggest sign ever. More than happy to just be there to support you and let you know that even if you only have one fan, he will in fact be that one fan. Always gives you a hug after each show he attends, regardless of how sweaty you may be.

Daigo Dojima

The most polar opposite to an idol of all of the boys but that doesn't mean he's incapable of being supportive. His mother probably will not approve initially though, which might be a struggle. He's seldom available to attend shows but he will make an effort to either drop you off or pick you up after a show with his private car. Washes your back for you after particularly long shows.

Mine Yoshitaka

Perhaps the best suited for dating an idol when it comes to looks. Mine dresses and carries himself really well so he'd pair well with some form of celebrity in photographs at least. Actually secretly jealous of all the fans who show up to handshake events, but will kind of pout about it if you tease him. He'll get you back later though, probably in the bedroom. Other than that, he's entirely neutral.

Tatsuo Shinada

Thinks you're just the coolest and the cutest. Type of guy to be like "Babe, I saw you in this magazine today!" before handing you 5 copies of said magazine. If you're in the early stages of your idol career, he'll definitely try to get the word out about you via his reporter connections if he can. Doesn't like to be in the crowd during shows but if he's allowed to stand on the side of the stage behind the curtains to watch and cheer you on, he loves that.

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🎂headcannon for Peter? ♥️

Peter Parker Birthday Headcanon

Peter doesn't tell you when his birthday is. He doesn't want it to becomes a "thing" and he doesn't want you to spend money on him or dote on him. He's seen what you do for your friends on their birthday and he doesn't want to be in the spotlight. So he doesn't tell you when the day arrives. He keeps it hush, waking up and acting like it's any other day.

But he doesn't know you're sneaky.

The first month of dating, he left his wallet at your place and you may have...accidentally...caught a glimpse of his birth date on his ID. And you may have been keeping that date tucked safely into the back of your mind all year in preparation.

You go along with his ruse of acting like there is nothing special happening today. You keep the conversation light and normal. You ask him if you can make dinner for the two of you at your place tonight. A little date night. Nothing unusual about that. And Peter agrees, of course, because he never says no to a date night with you. You send him off with a quick kiss and then get to work.

You spend you evening cooking up his favorite meal. You sweet talk the keys to the roof from your building's super. The forecast says it's going to be a warm, clear evening. A perfect night for a rooftop date. You get busy setting everything up.

You text Peter to meet you at your place at 7. You take his hand and lead him up to the roof. The second the door opens and he sees what you set up, he laughs. A sweet, loving laugh because he should have never doubted that you didn't know his birthday. Of course you would know and of course you wouldn't let him get away with hiding it.

"There are a few things I know for certain about you, Peter Parker. I know you love this city, you love being up as high as humanly possible, you love a homecooked meal, and you love me. If I combined all of those things, I got a quiet, rooftop dinner overlooking the city at sunset. No one else is here except for us. May did drop off her homemade cherry pie for dessert but it's just the two of us here. I would never force you to share your birthday with anyone, Pete, but I would like it if you shared it with me. If we're going to be together then there are no secrets. No hiding things from me. No pretending it's not a special day. I know you. I would never throw you a huge raging party like I would my friends. You're not them. This is a Peter Parker kind of party. Let me celebrate you because you deserve to be celebrated by the people who love you. And, if you're good, we can continue the celebration back at my place later. Your present comes in the form of brand new lingerie that, yours truly, will model for you should you accept the offer. What you say?"

And he would blush and smile because you make him feel special and worthy and loved.

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Let Me Tell You The Story Of A Rainbow - Chapter 13

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Nero: It's gonna be dark out soon, Rutile. How about we go inside?

Rutile: …Oh, Nero. I didn't realize how late it had gotten.

Nero: You're readin' that book again? The one y'got from Arthur, Luca Carroll's magic picture book.

Rutile: Yes. I keep finding new things to marvel at, and I haven't gotten tired of any of it yet.

Nero: It's a hell of a book, huh. I can understand how y'keep goin' over it again and again. That, 'n… I mean, they're not as special as that one, but I've got a few books I find myself wantin' to read over and over again, too. Usually when I'm just doin' nothin' in my room.

Rutile: Oh my. Then I'll lend you some of my most recommended picture books tonight. Maybe they'll become ones that you want to read over and over. You never know!

Nero: Picture books, huh. Y'know, sometimes Riquet drops by with one of those to ask me to read to him. I'm really not the right guy to ask to do that, but… Given you're, y'know, a schoolteacher n' all, y'got any recommendations for that?

Rutile: Oh my gosh! I'll pick out something extra special then.

Akira: Rutile, Nero. Here's where you were.

Chloe & Cain: Hey, we're back!

Rutile: Oh. Welcome back, everyone!

Nero: Good work, team. How'd it go?

Cain: It was as crowded today as it's been every day, so I'd say today was a resounding success.

Chloe: We did a-okay as security, too. Nothing to report!

Rutile: That's the best thing I could hear. Um…

Rutile's expression said everything his words didn't, and I shook my head.

Akira: Miss Luca's new work isn't on display yet. The center of her exhibition was empty again today…

Cain: Tomorrow's the last day. They're probably finishing up the ending right about now.

Nero: Yeah. I'm sure she'll finish it in time to put up. Well, it's about time for dinner. Come 'n eat before it gets cold.

Cain: Ooh, I'm running! Walking around that huge castle all day made me so hungry.

Chloe: Same here! What's on the menu today, Nero?

Nero: Rutile's favorites.

Rutile: Mine?

Nero: 'Cause you've been walkin' around lookin' all tormented lately. I figured eatin' something you like would help turn that frown upside down. So eat as much as y'want, alright?

Rutile: Nero…

Akira: You've definitely…been worried about Miss Luca, haven't you.

Rutile: …Yes, I have. I think as long as she has Mister Aslan at her side, she'll be fine, but I still… It's hard to put into words, but I feel like Luca's heart is tired…or wavering. I'd like to go to the exhibit hall tomorrow too, since it's the last day and all. And I want to talk to Luca again, if I can…

Akira: …I'll go with you. Maybe she's just not feeling well since she's so close to finishing her new book, and that's gotta be a stressful time for her. If she can put it up for display with no issues tomorrow, I'm sure we'll get to see her normal cheerful self. So let's enjoy our time waiting for it. Let's get excited for it together!

Rutile: Master Sage… …Yes, you're completely right. Excited and eager is the right way to wait!

That was when something sparkly flickered through my field of vision. Shining rainbow scales were swirling around Rutile and I.

Rutile: …Huh?

Nero: What're these sparkles…?

Cain: I can see them, too… I'm not feeling any bad vibes, but what are they?

Chloe: It's super glittery and pretty, but…what's it all coming from?

The rainbow scales drifted this way and that, as if they possessed an intelligence of their own. It seemed familiar somehow, and I followed the trail of that memory…and then gasped loudly.

Akira: I saw this same sparkling at the exhibition hall!

Rutile: It was just as vivid then, but I couldn't see it very clearly…

My eyes met Rutile's, and we nodded to each other.

Akira: (I heard Luca murmur something back then. The name of the rainbow butterfly in the picture book…)

And so, I posed the rainbow scales a question.

Akira: Are you…Roxy?

The rainbow scales danced into the air, drawing an arc.

Cain & Chloe & Nero: It responded!

Akira: Yesss! We can't hear its voice, but it's definitely trying to communicate with us…!

The rainbow scales drifted back and forth, dancing through the air as if asking us to follow it. And then it glanced back at us, as if waiting for us to follow.

Nero: …Is it tryin' to lead us somewhere?

Chloe: Yeah. It's like it's telling us to come with it!

Rutile: Has…has something happened to Luca?

Akira: Let's follow Roxy and see where it takes us!

Cain: Gotcha!

Rutile: Ride behind me, Master Sage!

Akira: Alright!

Chloe: I--I'm coming too!

Rutile: Wait for us, Roxy!

Nero: Hey, you guys…!

Rutile, Chloe, and Cain were already in the air, and Nero pulled out his broom and kicked off the ground behind them. The wizards rising off the ground in their aerial dance hit the wind dead on, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

Akira: …!

Once the wind finally calmed, I slowly opened my eyes. My field of vision widened, greeted by an evening sky so crimson it felt like it was watching over us.

Akira: Woah…

The sky stretched to infinity above us, and entire cities stretched out below us, both drenched in the colors you can only see just before twilight. I blinked, and the colors of the sky changed--I blinked again, and they changed again. In moments, it would be dyed the color of a bouquet of hydrangeas--the color of melancholy. This sight and its familiar miracles, each moment that passed presenting a new work of art and disposing of the old, somehow reminded me of Luca's picture books.

Rutile: It's so beautiful…

What I'd been thinking had been said aloud, but it was not my lips the words fell from. As I clung to Rutile's back, I saw his eyes through his loosely fluttering hair--they were shining, painted over by the evening glow. My wizards sat astride their brooms, dancing the same steps together, their eyes captured by this vast sea of beauty all around us.

Nero: Now this is a sight worth seein'. Damn, who knows how many thousands of sunsets I've seen, but this one… I've been alive for hundreds of years, but there's still stuff out there that can leave me breathless.

Nero's words made me and the younger wizards look at each other, and we all nodded. I didn't have a wonderland that only I could see, but I was still surrounded by a beautiful world.

Akira: (I don't want to forget this sight…I want to remember it forever.)

I slowly closed my eyes, as if they were a camera shutter. That was when I heard the ringing of bells calling out to us. I turned towards the sound and saw the fluttering dance of the rainbow scales that were leading us. They gracefully, nimbly flew through the sky below the wisps of cloud dyed in sunset hues.

Rutile: …Let's go. Roxy's waiting for us.

My wizards chased those fleeting glints of light through the crimson sky.

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And where those glints of light led us was a place we'd been coming and going from for days now: the old castle where the art exhibition was taking place. It was past closing time--the interior of the castle was devoid of people and deathly quiet. Magic pried open the heavy gates, and what awaited us beyond them was a truly bizarre sight.

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Cain: Wh--what's going on here…?!

Flowers in every color imaginable bloomed across the floor, huge flower buds gleamed glossily in the light, and transparent flower petals that glistened with rainbow light like soap bubbles floated through the air. Something not dissimilar to ivy had twined itself around the spiral staircase and pillars, and strange, unreal plants swayed in the breeze. There weren't only plants in front of us, no. I saw animals unlike any I'd ever seen before wandering aimlessly.

Chloe: I don't think, um, this is the exhibition hall we know…

Cain: Yeah. There's an odd aura throughout the whole castle.

Nero: It's like there's somethin' eatin' away at the place.

Akira: Do you think this delicate, fairytale-like sight is…

Rutile: Yes… It's just like in Luca's picture books. But why is this happening here…?

Cain: For now, let's get ourselves to Luca's picture book display!

Rutile, Chloe, and I followed after Cain, while Nero trailed behind, keeping a watch on things from the back. The further in we went, the more it felt like we were being intentionally guided deeper into the fairytale forest. The air grew thicker every step we took. I looked up and saw that vividly pink ivy had completely carpeted the ceiling. Unnatural birds beat their wings, the resulting breeze gently caressing my cheeks. As soon as we reached Luca's display, Rutile broke off from us at a sprint.

Rutile: …! Mister Aslan!

Cain: Hey, Rutile!

I saw Aslan collapsed at the center of the display area.

Rutile: Are you okay? It's me. Rutile of the Sage's wizards. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Rutile helped Aslan sit up as he spoke. But his sunset-colored eyes did not open. He seemed to be unconscious.

Nero: …Hey, look at this.

Nero was off to one side, and he sounded oddly perplexed by whatever it was he'd found. Cain rushed over to him and frowned. Ivy and vines were slowly growing out of one of the dimly glowing picture books that littered the floor. They were slow, yes, but they were certain as they crawled over the hall's floor and up its walls, relentless in their conquest.

Cain: The world inside the book is leaking out…?

Nero: So all of the weird stuff we're seein' here is comin' from the picture books?

Chloe: Um, was this one even on display? I'm pretty sure I didn't see it while I was patrolling today.

Akira: Could this one be Miss Luca's new book…?

Aslan: …Master…Sage…?

At first his amber eyes stared at me blankly, but Aslan awoke very quickly.

Aslan: Oh god, what's happened…?!

Akira: Mister Aslan, are you okay? Um, do you know what…

Aslan: It's that book… If I'd known this was going to happen, I would've hugged her more, held her more…!

Aslan buried his face in his hands. When Rutile spoke to him, his tone was kind and blameless.

Rutile: Mister Aslan, please calm down. …Take your time, but please, tell us what happened here.

Rutile gently rubbed his back, and slowly, Aslan's breathing began to even out.

Aslan: …Thank you. I'm sorry for losing my composure. I think this is all…because Luca got too impatient in wanting to finish her new book. There have been times before when the plants and such that left the pages were actually tangible, not just illusions, but this is the first time it's ever been this bad…

Aslan threw a glance at the book that was slowly corrupting the castle as he sat up, and then continued talking.

Aslan: …Once Luca has finished writing and illustrating all the pages, the final step is deciding on a title. That's when a book is completed. While it's still incomplete, she can leap into its pages to continue work on it, and to play inside of it.

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