#mo x olivia

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡A Sky Full of Stars♡

♡ Pairing: idol!dad!hongjoong x fem!mom!reader

♡ Genre: the fluffiest of fluff

♡ Summary: Just some sweet moments you share with Hongjoong when you and your daughter surprise him after their Coachella set.

♡ Word Count: 1.4k

♡ Warnings: If there's any warning it's that your kid has a name. I know some people don't like that. She's named after an artist Joong likes who I think has a pretty name so that's all babes.

♡ A/N: I set out to make this super fluffy summer road/beach trip fic with Joong but I sat down to write and this is what came out instead so I present to you some post-concert fluff and I hope it gives you all the sweet feelings it gave me writing it.

This can’t be real.

It’s all Hongjoong keeps repeating in his head as he steps off of the Sahara stage at Coachella. His ears are ringing, his heart’s beating out of his chest, his throat’s on fire, and he’d walk right back on that stage to keep going if he could.

It seems like only yesterday his group was fighting to debut; now they’re here, performing on a stage some artists can only dream of stepping foot on. The joy on his member’s faces. The sound of their fans screaming for them. It’s a special kind of magic he wishes he could bottle up and keep somewhere safe to treasure forever.

“Captain!” Wooyoung cheers, throwing an arm around him, “We did good?” Hongjoong looks around to see his members staring at him, his approval all that matters in the sea of praise thrown at them by staff. Hongjoong nods, wiping his face with a towel, “We did good!” Smiles perk up their exhausted faces as they drag themselves down the steps leading to the backstage area.

Stepping onto the grass, Hongjoong stares up at the infinity pool of stars that is the California sky. Just when he feels himself begin to float away, a faint tugging at his pants keeps his feet on the ground. It’s so faint that he almost questions if he felt it at all until Yeosang lays a hand on his shoulder letting him know, “You have company.” 

Hongjoong’s eyes dance their way down his leg to find a smaller nearly identical set of eyes staring up at him. All he’d done not to cry is for nothing when he sees the chubby glitter speckled cheeks of his little 2 year old smiling at the sight of him. “Olivia…” he gasps, scooping her into his arms, “What are you doing here?”

The other members gather around like moths to a flame. Of any fan they’ve ever had their niece will always be their favorite. Mingi squats down to eye level with her, pinching her cheek, “Hi, Oli. Uncle’s here.” “Oh look at these” San coos, playing with the two ponytails sat atop her tiny head, “So cute.”

Hongjoong holds her close to his heart, shaking the tears from his eyes. “Daddy cry?” she asks, touching his cheek. Hongjoong smiles, choosing to dodge the question rather than lie, “Um, where’s your mo—” “Here!” you say, hugging him from behind. You had every intention of announcing yourself to begin with but the happiness on his face seeing Oli was too adorable to interrupt.

That same happiness plays on repeat when he feels your arms around his waist. You weren’t supposed to be here. Your flight had been delayed twice and the baby was beginning to get fussy. Hongjoong had insisted you just stay home and watch the livestream. Just knowing you were watching would be enough for him but that’d never be enough for you. If you had to grow wings to fly yourself here you’d have done it to be by his side.

Not satisfied with simply knowing you’re there, Hongjoong reaches his free arm back to pull you around to his side. Time slows when he looks at you this way—like you’re one of the most precious things on this Earth. You’re one of two really, the other’s bouncing in his other arm with her fingers scrunched around his collar.

“Hey you” you beam, wiping a few rogue tears from his face. Hongjoong kisses you, soft lips pressed to yours in what has to be the sweetest, saltiest kiss you’ve ever shared. You don’t care how sweaty he is, only that you’re together. “Hey you” he smiles, his eyes narrowing slightly, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” You shrug, playing it cute so he doesn’t kill you, “I wanted it to be a surprise.” Give him a heads up so he has ample time to play it tough? Never.

“Ahem,” Seonghwa interrupts, “Does that mean you were watching and saw…everything?” The guys look at each other, suddenly mortified at their onstage antics. “Oh, for sure. We saw everything. She’s gonna be an alcoholic now” you tease just to watch their heart’s sink. Hongjoong shakes his head at them, “Shame on you. For the record, my cup was water.” 

Jongho throws Hongjoong some vicious side eye, “Water, right. Oli, your daddy’s a liar.” “Daddy liar” Oli repeats with a giggle. You dip your head down to hide your own laughter as the guys hit an equally amused Jongho with their towels. Seonghwa casually swipes the baby away from Hongjoong to teach her how to throw a few hits. Hongjoong chases them down as if he’ll never see her again, “Be careful!”

“Joong, she’s fine!” you shout after him, “As long as Hwa has her…oh, no…Mingi unhand my child!” 

“Goodnight stars and goodnight air” Hongjoong reads, flipping the final page of a children’s book, “Goodnight noises everywhere.” He closes the book and Oli cheers, flipping it over for him to read again. Propped up in his lap as he longues in a barely comfortable hotel chair, it’s clear her miniature lids are growing heavy.

“Honey, it’s late. No more Goodnight Moon. Bedtime, okay?” His voice is stern, he means business, but so does she. Oli flips the book open, her hand rubbing the first page. Her bottom lip pokes out and he knows he can’t say no to her. “Fine but one more time and then bed.”

You emerge from the shower in time to hear the story start back up again. “In the great green room…” Hongjoong starts in his bedtime story voice. You move quietly around the room, listening to the story for what’s the 1000th time for you too. As you do, you steal glimpses of them holding hands, turning the pages of the book together. Hongjoong pauses to let Oli read or poke around the pages marveling at the illustrations.

“Is bunny?” she asks, pointing to a figure sitting in a rocking chair. “That is a bunny” he cheers softly, poking his two front teeth out to mimic a rabbit. Oli copies him—it’s sorta her thing these days—making you laugh so hard you snort. “Are you laughing at me?” Hongjoong jokes, his mouth still in perfect bunny formation. It only makes you laugh harder. Your two little bunnies, twins in every way they can be. Especially in their silliness.

You approach the them, planting a kiss on both of their foreheads, “You guys are adorable.” Hongjoong leans his head back, allowing it to rest in the palm of your hand. “You are too. So adorable” he yawns, his eyes heavy with exhaustion. A blink and you miss it moment of silence passes before he speaks again.

“Did I do okay, today?” he asks, his tone more serious now, “I don’t want to…I can’t let everyone down.” “God, no. You were amazing. Look at me” you demand, cradling the sides of his face to keep his anxious gaze from drifting. “You. Were. Amazing” you repeat, “Your fans are so proud of you and your members they love you. And that little bunny down there, she loves you.”

Hongjoong looks at Oli who’s fallen fast asleep against his chest, her hand still in his. “We both love you and you fucking killed it. If anyone says any different I’ll kick their ass” you promise and you mean it. “What’d I ever do to deserve you two?” he asks, kissing your inner wrists. You lean in close to him, your lips hovering just above his, “Exist. That’s all you ever have to do, you know?”

Your lips part to meet his and he welcomes them, sipping down feelings there are no words for and pouring the same into you. “I love you” he whispers and you smile. “I love you too.” Easing the book from between them with mom-like precision, you throw a pillow on the floor and take a seat by Hongjoong’s feet. You open the book and begin to read, not to Oli but to him.

Finally relaxing into the chair, he strokes your hair and listens to the sweet sound of your voice. He balances Oli on his lap, his delicate little gem who treats him like the sun rises and sets in his eyes. He’d long ago sworn that he didn’t think he’d ever have everything. What a frighteningly beautiful realization it is that he finally does.

#ateez x reader #ateez x you #hongjoong x reader #hongjoong x you #ateez fluff #hongjoong fluff #ateez au #ateez x female reader #hongjoong x fem!reader

[auroralwriting]

gorgeous

bella ramsey x fem!reader

synopsis: your co-stars just can’t keep their mouths shut about your celebrity crush

guys i fr don’t know if i am back but i love bella so here is this for you all much love <3

“okay, guys, let’s answer some questions!” your co-star, rocky, called from the couch where his phone was propped up on the cushion.

something you and your costars loved to do was go live on instagram. it was a good way to promo your movie and interact with fans. plus it was really fun to goof around with your friends.

cole pushed himself up from the floor and walked over to where you were on the chair, just in frame. he sat on the arm and slung his body over yours. “let’s see, got any good ones?”

“favorite scene to shoot?” rocky asked, squinting his eyes to see.

“guys we can’t spoil the movie!” you laughed along with the others. “but let me just say, any scene with these two is the best.”

cole leaned forward to see. “celeb crush?”

“mines zendaya. tom’s a lucky, lucky man.” rocky shook his head in sadness, all whilest smiling.

“i don’t have one,” you responded as cole and rocky looked shocked.

“uhm, yes you do!” cole yelled.

rocky immediately snitched. “she loooves the last of us, especially when ellie-”

“okay!” you yelled over top of them, “but we all know cole loves emma stone! maybe a little too much.”

“hey!” cole responded, “gwen stacy was my first ever crush! i love emma stone!”

the topic moved forward from there, but little did you know the fans did not.

it didn’t take long for ship edits, tags, and more to be spread across all of social media. as soon as the love ended, it was all you could see. you just hoped that bella wouldn’t see.

-

the night of the infamous golden globes finally arrived. you did your best to work with your stylist on your look. both co-stats thought you looked drop dead amazing, so things were going pretty well.

the press was the fun part. doing interviews was so much fun. sometimes there were challenges or games.

“so, miss l/n, anything you can say about the movie?” your interviewer asked.

“sadly nothing i can say would be acceptable. there’s so many spoilers! this movie has so many twists it’s hard to keep up.” you smiled with a giggle.

your interviewer laughed. “so, on a more personal note, let’s talk love.”

“well, there’s no love here. i’m completely and utterly single, as sad as that is,” you made a tear drop fall down your face with your finger.

“well i hear a special someone is here tonight, bella ramsey would sure be a nice fit for you!”

of course this would happen.

“psh, bella would not be interested in me.”

“are you sure? didn’t you see their tiktok comment?”

tiktok comment? what comment? as far as you knew, you’d checked every edit bella was tagged in, but of course that wasn’t possible. there were hundreds.

the interviewer passed you a phone with the comment up.

@/bellaramsey: 😍

the edit wasn’t even of your comment, just a normal, plain old edit of you.

“it seems bella maybe takes more notice to you than you assume.” the interviewer said.

the interview ended and as soon as you found rocky and cole, you told them what happened. they also looked shocked but encouraged you to follow it through.

and of course bella would be here tonight. why wouldn’t they? the last of us was nominated..

right as you were walking in, you could hear people telling bella’s name on the carpet. as much as you wanted to look, you were being told to go sit to make room for the other celebs coming off the carpet.

you didn’t see them at the after party. you were chatting with some friends, sadie and olivia, when you saw sadie’s eyes drift behind you.

you turned around and saw bella approaching, and god, did he look amazing. their hair was in a bun, glasses, a maroon suit to go with it all. maroon was a good color for him.

“hey, y/n, it’s nice to meet you!” bella smiled, hand out. you didn’t even notice sadie and olivia walk away.

“bella, hi! yeah, it’s lovely to meet you too,”

shaking hands made you more nervous than anything ever. touching their skin was a whole new level.

“i’m sorry the last of us didn’t win tonight. it really deserved to.” you empathized, truly wishing bella had won.

“it’s alright, we’ll have many more chances i’m sure. you look stunning, may i add. literally, gorgeous.”

your face flushed at bella’s words. “oh! thank you, you look very gorgeous as well.”

“i saw your instagram live,” bella blurted out. you immediately put your face in your hands and groaned. bella was quick to grab them and remove them. “hey, no! it’s alright, no need to ruin your pretty makeup.” again, you blushed. “i just wanted to say, again, i think you’re gorgeous. incredibly, and you’re so talented and funny.”

you smiled brightly, not moving your hands from bella’s. “thank you. uh, sorry if this is forward-”

“i was thinking movies?” bella asked. “sorry, i just thought it would be more comfortable than a dinner with the paps. maybe at someone’s place, with pizza and popcorn?”

“yes, i’d love that!” you felt your insides rush with glee.

bella smiled wide, “awesome, great.”

you two stood in a brief silence, not wanting to leave each others company. “would you like to meet pedro?”

“would i?!”

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #ellie williams #the last of us #bella ramsey x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #bella ramsey x female reader #bella ramsey x celeb!reader

[theshejen]

Casey Novak X Reader

Chapter 1

You had just been transferred as a detective to Manhattan’s SVU unit. After working for the FBI and as a lawyer for big corporations, I wanted to do something that would make a difference. It seemed the team had been there before your 9AM start. A tall, beautiful middle aged woman with shoulder hair and bronze skin was arguing with a man with short hair who looked upset, he was about the same age.

“We are going to need a warrant for this….if we can get a man for the steakout.” The man shouted, his hands thrown in the air.

“Perhaps I can help, I’m your new detective. What have we got?”

The woman stepped forward and you made a face at each other. You had a one night stand with her eons ago. You hoped your face did not show that.”

“I’m detective Olivia Benson, this is Detective Elliot Stabler” I shook both their hands.

“Nice to meet you, we need a man in this house until we can get that warrant. Our ADA, Novak, is a bit busy right now.”

“I’d love to. Give me the address and I will steak it out” Olivia looked at you up and down admiring your more formal outfit of a waistcoat and tie. You weren’t out to any of your departments, even though your sexuality was probably obvious with the ties.

………………………………………………………….

Hours went by at the address when Olivia called you. You had been reading files on your new precinct to gain information on your new colleagues. Your chest rose and your heart skipped a beat. You had wanted to be friends with her but had been so busy and did not want it to be unprofessional.

“Hello there”

“Hey it’s Olivia”

“Hey, yes, I know the work phone had everyone’s name in it. Can I help you with something?”

“We need fresh eyes on this work in order to get a warrant. Please come back to the station, a beat cop will replace your lookout.”

As you drove back, you kept looking at street signs, this is what real cops did but you knew your FBI trained brain could help the team and you were eager to prove yourself.

You walked into the bullpen with everyone looking at the board, including a new redhead.

“Any progress?” You asked

“We need to see if this is the same MO. If it is the damn Feds will get this case.” Elliot remarked

Olivia looked surprised at him, “She was a Fed before this, Elliot.”

“I understand your anger, the reason why the Feds step in is because for every case a great like yours has, there are a dozen horrible ones that but a dark mark on our jobs. Now, what comparisons do we have?”

The redhead stepped forward “These scars he leaves plus the ropes he ties them with, we also should look at the type of woman he gets, great tie, but the way.” She remarked in a deep, raspy voice.

“Thank you, and you are?”

She stuck out her hand, “Casey Novak, ADA.”

“Well nice to meet you Ms. Novak,” You said, shaking her hand

“Please, call me Casey” You smiled at each other. You turned back to the board only to see Olivia uncomfortable.

Stabler explained more of these things for you.

“I reckon it’s a copycat. The way the blade is dragged is in a different direction, like the original was left handed and this guy is right handed. The women are different two, this time there was no connection between them and last time there was and not just a physical one. I’m calling a copycat. Casey, let me know if the Feds try to take this, perhaps they will listen to one of their own.”

“One of their own?” Oliva asked.

“Yes, I was in the FBI for two years,”

“Well, I will try to get this warrant. If the evidence is just circumstantial they we have a problem, but 5 now 6 accounts is enough.”

“Is the perp left handed”

“Yes, honey, why don't you come with us to see what you can find during the raid?” Olivia asked, I nodded.

I drove with Olivia which started our silent then she asked, “ Did you tell anyone?”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“Do they know?”

“Know what?” I enquired.

“Do they know…about you?” I held my breath for a minute. Since Olivia did not seem out to everyone, I figured I could confide in her.

“No, I never talk about these things, especially at work.”

“Me neither,”

There was a long silence then but you did admire the woman and had to tell her.

“I did think you were really cool and thought we would be good friends, if that’s possible after…everything we did together.”

“Considering we are partners, I wouldn't mind that,” She remarked with a smile and caressed your knee.

“Do people even date in the department? I should get back out there but was only planning on doing so outside of work,”

“Not sure,” Live replied before we got a passage on the radio. She sped up the 4 or so miles to the perps house.

They were arresting him and we put on gloves and began to roam the house. I began searching the whole house, trying to find Casey, I wanted to learn more about her. A young, bright attorney, we had a lot in common. I came back down toward the front when Olivia asked me for advice, that I advised and did the same for Stabler. I went back to Oliva and asked if anyone had seen Casey, louder than expected and she laughed and motioned to herself.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Just to see if you needed help, seems like you lead these things,”

“Ha! No it's more symbiotic, we get what we need, perhaps I’m the more needy one. You sure that was the only reason,” She enquired, you stuttered a bit.

“I wondered if you wanted to hang out, as I also have a background in law,”

“I thought you worked for the FBI,”

“I have done both, though, thought I worked with the bad guys before, helped big corporations screw other big corporations,”

Casey nodded. “Sure, I’d love to,”

……………………………………………………………………………………….

Our suspected perp had gone to a gay club or sorts. You held your breath when they mentioned the event as you had been there. Your team would find out. Olivia seemed to notice your fear because she took you aside into the overtime bedroom.

“Everything ok?”

“Um, yeah, how about you?”

“You can’t like to me hon, you have been there, haven’t you?”

You were about to nod, as only Olivia knew your secret, then Casey came in, quite intensely.

“We’re talking, Case,” Olvia exclaimed in a serious voice.

“I need to talk to our newest detective, alone preferably”

“It’s fine, what is it Casey?”

“Why did you tell us you were at the Swinging Scissor event?”

You blushed and stood up, your arms crossed over your chest.

“It’s none of your business,”

“Well I got the footage and looked over it before anyone else did so the rest of the team will know,”

You felt so weak, like you were made of lead. Casey crossed over to you and sat on the bed.

“Olivia please give us a minute,” She looked at me and I nodded for her to leave as it was just Casey and you.

You felt like you were going to cry. Casey looked conflicted. “I’ve always wanted to go to an event like this, I haven’t been to something similar in over a decade. You know I swing both ways, right?”

You looked at the redhead before looking down. “The less people know about me, the better, why can’t someone else do this?”

“Because you have experience in this field. Hell, even long term undercover FBI agents are chosen based on what they know about the context of each assignment,”

You turned away from Casey and put your hands on your face, leaning against the wall. Casey came up behind you and gently stroked your arm. You turned to the redhead and gently nodded.

……………………………………………………………………….

You felt tired as everything was explained, especially that you were at this event and would be a main part in the operation. You felt Liv staring at you even when you weren’t talking. The operation would take place in two days with that everyone left for the day, you first rushing out the door.

That night, you tossed and turned in bed. You had a dream about Olivia and not the kosher kind. She was beautiful, especially when you met her and made love to her. You woke up an hour and a half early, feeling unfulfilled and worked out to distract you.

You had your head in the clouds as you walked into the building when Casey came up behind you.

“Huh,” you muttered as your head came back down to earth. You had been thinking about your experience with Olivia all those years ago but now you needed your head in the game, not in your bed.

“We need to get your undercover outfit, it’s the best part of being undercover, so I’m told!” She beamed, the redhead seemed more excited about this that you did.

“Forgive my lack of enthusiasm, my coffee has yet to kick in. I’m glad you are excited for me,” you replied, striding over to your desk.

“I’m not just excited for me , I am excited for us! I was willing to go undercover as well. Most of the other women didn’t want to!”

“Way to go for lesbian stereotypes, I figured most of the women here were gay….until I found out most had boyfriends,” I sat down at the desk to check my emails.

“They could swing both ways,” Casey replied leaning over your desk, her hair swooped down, eyes on your, close to your face. You made your breath not hitch and raised an eyebrow.

“Let’s go look at those clothes, Case,”

…………………………………………………………….

As Cragen listed out everything that would happen. You felt Casey’s eyes on you and Olivia’s less so but hers had concern. There would be two extra cops there with Cragen and a few others with Stabler in a truck down the street. You would be given sunglasses with a camera and would drink milk and fatty food beforehand so if someone bought you a drink, it would not affect you much.

It was your job to give information on this event to everyone, which you weren’t fond of. “The event will be loud so only vision will be important. There are different balconies so I can see everyone, but I need to make it not look suspicious.” You saw Casey smirk, her arms crossed as she looked down. “Once I see the perp, I will briefly cover the camera. It will be hard to see and focus but you must follow her. Novak and I will leave roughly 30 minutes after, looking….frisky so that we have an excuse to leave. I reckon there will be security on the perp’s behalf so it’s important Casey and I look normal,”

“Perhaps you and I should go for a drink after this, to get to know each other a bit. You seem nervous that we won’t mesh,”

“Fine, I just want to make sure that this does not look like an operation from the perp’s perspective. This one especially knows police tactics.”

With that everyone dispersed to get ready for tomorrow evening. You spent the rest of the day researching the perp and staring at the blueprints of the place. One in particular when Casey came up to you. Despite the day being slow, you had spaced out.

“What a sexy blueprint!” She exclaimed. “Indeed,” you said haphazardly. “So you agree that that blueprint is sexy and it’s why you’ve been staring at it for 15 minutes. “What!” You say as you get up to get some water.

“I’m just teasing you, wanna go for that drink, it’s almost 5,” You looked at the computer, the clock read 4:32. “Not exactly 5 Casey,” “Close enough, technically this is a work thing to prepare us for tomorrow,” She said, shaking her shoulders. “You know, it'll look like I’m talking to you but I will be talking to the earpiece,” “So I’m just a body for you, or in the case of this mission, just a hot piece of ass.”

Your eyes bulged and you shook your head. “Such a feminist,” She walked over to you and crossed her arms, “Feminism is about choice,”

“Yes well, let’s continue this conversation elsewhere as I’m bored,” “Ah, I’m boring you, I see,”

“Not you, Casey, the work. Come on, let’s go have that drink!”

#casey novak #olivia benson #svu #casey novak x reader

[comfort-person]

Request: Were YN is madly in love with harry and propose him. Due to some circumstances he rejected her and Later he accepts it.

YN as Harry’s tour assistant

Thank you for this request!! Sorry for taking forever I’ve been on holiday, but I hope this is okay!

Trigger warnings: swearing- but near to nothing

Harry x tour assistant reader

“So what kind of thing were you thinking? America, England then Europe?” You spoke staring at Harry, moving your hands around to get your point across. You did it without even thinking, it was something that was just natural for you: talking with your hands. “I think it would be cool to add in Australia dates as well,” Harry spoke your eyes lingering on his lips as he spoke. You were utterly and completely in love with Harry. You had been his tour assistant for about five months and over those months you had gotten to know him better but also gotten to fall in love with him more and more… you had been bottling up these feelings for him for three months and gods was it becoming unbearable. His sweet lips, his green eyes, his kindness, his humour… fuck… you were obsessed with him. But who wasn’t? This is Harry fucking styles we’re talking about.

A soft hum left your lips and you nodded your head “yeah sure thing,” you wrote a few notes down to discuss with your managers later on “we could even do a wide world tour,” you spoke staring at him with a soft smile Harry’s lips curving up into to a warm smile his dimples appearing making your stomach flutter “wide world sounds good. There’s fans everywhere and you know, the cost of living isn’t exactly helping people buy concert tickets so to minimise that we can put tours all over- Japan, America, England, China, Asia in general, Australia- Everywhere else.” He spoke, this was one of the many reasons as to why you loved him so much and adored him because he spoke in such a beautiful way…. He was just so well spoken and kind and generous. “Okay yeah definitely… so like when you and one direction went on tour yeah? You guys went everywhere. So like that?” Harry nodded a permanent smile on his lips, it would be quite a big budget but you weren’t scared of it. It was going to be exciting to figure something out. Plus you knew it made Harry happy to make his fans happy so either way he was going to be happy and that made you happy. Beyond happy.

“I’ll figure this out with the managers and hopefully it’s successful, if it is I’ll be in contact with you in the next few days,” you spoke “thank you, Y/n I truly do appreciate it.” He reached his hand out towards you and you smiled expecting him to shake your hand but instead he patted you gently on the shoulder making your stomach flutter all over again. You were totally besotted with him. You stared at him with happy gentle eyes a lot of love in your own eyes Harry soon realising you hadn’t stood up “everything okay?” He asked and you cleared your throat “yes yes everything’s fine, sorry,” you chuckled nervously Harry’s green eyes searching your face but before he could’ve even said anything your feelings that you had kept to yourself for months came spurting out of your lips,

“I’m sorry Harry… this is probably really fucking abrupt but… you make me so happy. You’re such a beautiful person and.. I-… I don’t know I just like you… a lot…” Harry’s smile slowly faded, his lips parting in awe before a laugh left his lips yet he soon realised you weren’t laughing, your face was painstakingly anxious and that’s when his smile faded and he stared at you shocked. He didn’t realise you were being serious. He liked you, he did, he really liked you in fact- you were beautiful, someone he cared for and adored but he didn’t think a relationship was the right thing at that present moment especially because of the recent relationship with Olivia… Harry liked to call it a ‘fling’ between them as horrible as that sounded but it was the truth. Harry was the main role in don’t worry darling and Olivia wanted to promote her movie… what better way to promote it than sleep with her new money maker who was easily going to bring her fame and money. Harry didn’t want Olivia to target you and because his relationship with her was still pretty fresh and raw he didn’t feel like it was right to have a romantic relationship with you at that very moment.. sure things could blossom in the future but right now it just wouldn’t be fair on you and although he didn’t say it he cared about you so very much and just wanted the best for you.

“Look y/n you’re wonderful… and I care about you very much but…” he shook his head struggling to find the words. You were a sweet girl and he didn’t want to break your heart. He’d never forgive himself if he ever broke your heart “I just don’t want a relationship at the moment… you’re lovely though and beautiful you are… I’m very uh… flattered? That you think that but I’m just not ready for a relationship.” He spoke carefully and softly, he was usually straight forward but with you he was more tender because he cared so very much for you. You were more than a friend… so much more… yet he wasn’t able to express that at the very moment. Your heart had instantly dropped into your stomach your grip on your notepad tightening and you gulped harshly tears beginning to sting your eyes but you quickly forced a smile “that’s okay,” you let out a soft chuckle attempting to hide the shakiness in your voice but Harry noticed it and it broke his heart “thank you for understanding…” he smiled softly his eyes genuine and apologetic. You slowly stood up “I’ll be in touch soon Harry, have a good rest of your day,” you spoke before quickly leaving your anxiousness only growing yet you quickly forced yourself to calm down… getting rejected was absolutely one of the worst feelings ever. But you respected Harry’s honesty… you respected and were grateful for the fact that Harry was honest with you and didn’t even think to lead you on.

Harry the next few days was overthinking everything. He was thinking everything over and attempting to understand his own feelings and what he truly wanted and after two weeks of no contact from you Harry finally realised that he wanted you. He needed time to think… time to gather his thoughts and finally he had figured out that he didn’t want money, he didn’t want fame, he didn’t want anything…. All he wanted was you. Nothing else, no one else… just you.

And so Harry later on that day went out shopping where he bought chocolates, flowers and ingredients to cook a meal. After that he headed over to your place, and once arriving he knocked loudly on the door- he waited for a while, before eventually hearing the sound of the door unlocking before it was pulled open you coming into view and a warm charming smile formed on Harry’s face “oh.. harry..” you spoke confused, looking down at yourself almost insecure you wore turquoise blue shorts and a random T-shirt yet that soon was the least of your worries as you noticed was was in his hands… flowers… your heart skipped a beat and you gulped harshly “I uh… I just wanted to see whether the offer was still up.” He spoke and you furrowed your brows “the offer for what?” You asked and he smiled softly “the offer to love you.” Those words shocked you your brows raising “to love-“ “I love you y/n. I have done for ages… I just couldn’t tell you right away bec-“ he fell silent as he felt your lips smush against his, his eyes widening slightly at your burst of confidence but he soon placed the bag down keeping a hold of the flowers as he wrapped his arms around you, kissing you back gently but deeply all at once… the amount of love in the kiss being portrayed massively.

The flowers were pressed against your back, his free hand stroking against the small of your back as you melted further into him gripping onto his T-shirt tightly his lips tasting delicious… softer than anything…. Just how you had imagined. Before he eventually pulled back a small smile on his lips and he gazed down at you before lifting his hand up to caress against your cheek stroking his thumb against your skin as he searched your eyes softly and gently “you’re so beautiful y/n… let me cook us a dinner, yeah? Let me make you happy….” A soft grin tugged at your lips and you smiled nodding your head before kissing his cheek before dragging him inside the apartment Harry’s finger’s immediately finding yours, like the last piece of a puzzle finally connecting… it was beautiful.

“Also it’s been confirmed… you can do a world tour…” you spoke smirking at the man you loved Harry’s eyes widening with excitement and happiness “well then…. I suppose I better get a extra seat booked hm?” He spoke smiling and you stared at him with wide happy eyes “a seat booked for who?” You asked gently “for you obviously…. Just for you… you’re gonna be coming on tour with me…” a soft happy laugh left your lips before you wrapped your arms around him tightly and he smiled gripping onto you tightly yet gently “gods I love you..” you murmured softly, it was moving so quickly already but you couldn’t wait… it was going to be perfect… “I love you more.” He murmured pressing a kiss to your forehead “love you most…” you spoke smirking forcing a small scoff out of Harry “please, Y/n… I don’t think that’s possible..” he chuckled out gently tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as he smiled down at you. For once Harry felt as if this was going to be the start of something wonderful…. Something that was going to blossom into something beautiful… maybe it was too soon to admit it but he knew then and there that he was in love with you. Head over heels. He was going to love you forever… he loved your soul, personality and smile… maybe finally he could spend his life with you: the one he loved more than anything.

#short story #harry styles #harry styles comfort #imagines harry styles #comfort imagine #harry edward styles #comfort #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles sweet #harry styles cute #harry styles x reader #harry styles tumblr #harry x yn #reader insert #x reader #i love you #friends to lovers #lovers #friendship #i love him #love on tour

[harrisonarchive]

At the Billboard Music Awards, December 9, 1992; photo by Reed Saxon/AP. (Both speeches can be viewed here.)

“George was the kind of guy who wasn’t going to leave until he hugged you for five minutes and told you how much he loved you. We knew where we stood with each other. […] I loved him so much, and if he had never played a note, I would have been so blessed to have him in my life. […] I'm just blessed by God to have known him. He had so much love in him. I realized it more with him gone that he was just pure love.” - Tom Petty, Rolling Stone, January 17, 2002

“‘Me and George have something somewhere where we're connected,’ Petty says with a laugh. ‘Some past life or something.’” - Pulse!, April 1999

“[George] was so funny, it’s hard to explain. He was the funniest guy I ever met. Such a keen sense of humor. A lot of fun. A wise person. He really wanted to know the meaning of it all. But at the same time, he was really light-hearted and tremendous fun. [Laughs] Just tremendous fun. And we got along so well. There’s really not a day that I don’t think about him.” - Tom Petty, Conversations With Tom Petty (2005)

“George [passing away] devastated me. I didn’t think George could die. It so ripped my heart out that I still can’t think about it.” - Tom Petty, Billboard, December 2005

“George came along, and we just got so close; it was like we had known each other in some other life or something. We were pals within minutes of meeting each other. I remember him saying to me a couple of days after we’d known each other — he’s just hugging me, holding me, saying, ‘Tommy, you’re in my life now whether you like it or not.’ It was like I’d been sent the very person I needed. He healed a lot of wounds.” - Tom Petty, Petty: The Biography (2015)

“I went through a bad period, you know, when my house burned… Just kind of one of those great gifts to run into Jeff and George like I did at that time. They probably don’t even realize it, but it really took away a lot of the pain.” - Tom Petty, In The Studio With Redbeard, 1989 (x)

“God I miss him you know. I miss him in the night a lot.” - Tom Petty, Concert for George microsite

“And so much has happed to me that you wouldn’t believe. I’m not gonna try to tell it all to you, but I’m thinking right now about one particular thing. I was looking out there - I know so many people here. Mo, Mo and Olivia [Harrison] are out there. I love Mo and I love Liv. Me and George Harrison and Jeff Lynne one night were at Mo Ostin’s house - this was before, we were just working on the idea of the Traveling Wilburys - and I had written this song ‘Free Fallin’’ and done the record and taken it to my label, MCA. And they rejected the record. And that had never happened to me before. I was like, wow, what do I do? So, we forgot about it. And we were at Mo’s house and dinner ended and George said, ‘Let’s get the guitars out and sing a little bit.’ And we sang and George said, ‘Let’s do that “Free Fallin’” Tom. Play that.’ So we had a kind of Wilbury arrangement of it with harmony. And we did it. And Lenny Waronker is sitting there, he said, ‘That’s a hit.’ With two acoustic guitars, you know? I said, ‘Well, my record company won’t put it out.’ And Mo says, “I’ll f*****’ put it out.” - Tom Petty, MusiCares speech, February 10, 2017 (x)

“I have a special fondness for him [Tom]. It makes you feel a little bit safer to know that someone like Tom is there for you. It’s a good umbrella to be standing under.” - Olivia Harrison, Petty: The Biography (2015)

“What makes Tom Petty a unique live performer is that he is a storyteller. His Florida drawl and the meter of his speech are engaging. Even his everyday observations sound more like tales, and whether he is singing or speaking you'll hear truisms in his words. I call him Aesop Wilbury.” - Olivia Harrison, Billboard, March 20, 2006

“Petty 'had a great bullshit detector – he didn’t suffer fools, just like my dad,’ says Dhani Harrison. While Petty and George Harrison 'were kind of stone-y, mellow dudes, they had that toughness. They’d kick your ass. But they loved the same stuff – ukuleles, motor racing. They would go to the Formula One races together.’ George 'really felt at ease with Tom,’ Dhani says, 'because it was like having another you next to you. There were more eyes watching out for you.’“ - Rolling Stone, 18 October 2017

“Tommy is just, like, the loveliest guy in the entire world. [...] [H]im and Jeff [Lynne] have been the nearest things I’ve had to a dad since I lost my dad.” - Dhani Harrison, Premier Guitar, January 16, 2018 (x)

#Tom Petty #George Harrison #Olivia Harrison #Dhani Harrison #quote #quotes about George #quotes by George #The Traveling Wilburys #George and Tom Petty #<333 #long read #Free Fallin' #Full Moon Fever #et al. #fits queue like a glove

[brooklynislandgirl]

10 Fandoms / 10 Characters / 10 Tags

Tagged By: my loves @kylo-wrecked and @tangleweave Tagging: Anyone who feels like they need one more Sunday this weekend.

~*~*~*~

I. Marvel: Beta-Ray Bill, Eddie Brock/Venom, Doctor Strange, Phil Coulson, Vision, Groot, Spider-Man {Peter Parker}, Gambit, Doctor Morbius, Bucky Barnes. M'Baku {Hate the moniker of 'Man-Ape'}. Magneto. Loki. Night Crawler. Frank "Punisher" Castle. Colossus. Danny "Iron Fist" Rand. Foggy Nelson. Ghost Rider {Both Johnny Blaze and Robbie Reyes, "Caretaker" Carter Slade}. I know that's more than 10. Whatever, I do what I want. >.> II. DC: Lex Luthor, Nanaue {King Shark}, Martian Man Hunter, John Constantine, The Joker, Jonathan Crane, Morpheus {Dream of the Endless}, Death of the Endless, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Bane, Swamp Thing, Green Lantern. Cisco Ramon. Hunter Zoloman.

I absolutely blame @nightmarefuele for at least two of these.

III. Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. Admiral Piett. Kylo Ren. Wedge Antilles. Kit Fisto. Han Solo. Chewbacca. Jocasta Nu. Darth Rivan {not to be confused with Darth Revan}. Jos Vondar. Jango and Boba Fett, and of course, all my 10,000,000,000 Clone children. No I will not be taking questions.

IV. Star Trek: Worf, Martok, Gowron, Chancellor Gorkon, Kurn, Dr McCoy, Uhura, Sulu, Chekhov, Chris Pike, Ortegas, Nurse Chapel, Geordie La Forge, Riker, Data, Lore, Chief O'Brien, Q, Benjamin Cisco, Garak, Gul Dukat, Quark. V. Firefly: Mal Reynolds, Jayne Cobb, Hobun Washburne, Zoe Washburne, Shepherd Book, Kaylee Frye, YoSafBridge, Adalai Niska, Badger, Jubal Early Take my life, take my land, take me where I cannot stand. I don't care 'cause I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me. {{My coat has always been a little...brownish.}

VI. The Walking Dead: Shane Walsh, Daryl and Merle Dixon, Michonne Hawthorne, Abraham Ford, Glenn Rhee, The Governor, Bob Stookey, Ezekiel, Dwight, Aaron, Morgan Jones. VII. Justified: Raylan, Boyd, Ava, Art, Rachel, Tim, Dewey Crowe, Johnny Crowder, Loretta McCready, Robert Quarles, Ellstin Limehouse, Mags Bennett, Devil, Jean Baptiste, Boon, Willa, Carolyn, Sweety... oh so many. VIII. Yellowstone: John, Jamie, Beth, Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Jimmy Hurdstrom, Thomas Rainwater, Mo Brings Plenty, Lloyd, Colby, Teeter, Jake, Ethan, Angela Blue Thunder, Malcolm Beck. IX. Law & Order- Alphabet Soup: Captain Cragen, Lenny Briscoe, Mike Logan, Anita Van Buren, Jack McCoy. Rey Curtis, Ed Green, Arthur Branch, Cyrus Lupo, Kevin Bernard, Frank Cosgrove, Jalen Shaw. Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, Odafin Tutuola, John Munch, Chester Lake, Melinda Warner, Amanda Rollins, Rafael Barba, Dominick Carisi, Peter Stone, Bobby Goran. I have seen literally every episode of the American Law & Order franchise Original, SVU, CI, OC, etc...with the first three watched multiple times. While I often wouldn't call it my most favourite show...it's probably my most favourite shows.

X. The Lord of the Rings: Boromir and Faramir, Éomer and Éowyn, Theoden King, Theodred, Gimli, Pippin, Sam, Meriadoc, Fangorn {Treebeard}, Beorn, Celebrimbor, Bard the Bowman, Dwalin, Celeborn, Denethor, Gil-Galad king, Fingolfin, The Watcher in the Water, Maedhros, Finwe, Manwe...and I could go on for years. My first true fandom as we know it {probably Arthurian Legend was my first and truest fictional love}, and one I have been faithful to for over 25 years. Honestly never please talk to me about it, because I have rabid opinions about literally everything. And lastly, I only included tv/movies here because books and rpgs would require an entire three or four Long Ass Posts all of their own. Much Love.

#Absolutely True Stories about Turtle #Glowing Like the Metal|Dash Games

[petersthree]

Ian, Anthony, Shayne, Amanda, Olivia

omg are you another smosh person I love it, the 911 x Smosh overlap continues

Ian & Anthony I know this is cheating idc I love them. Frequently bought together do not separate (ever again) please and thank you.

Shayne. My reasoning is that I realized I probably shouldn't have two ties in a row and I did eenie meenie miney mo between him and Amanda.

Amanda, for the reason above.

Olivia. I shan't lie I don't really click/vibe with her humor so her bits aren't really for me but I appreciate that the humor is there for an audience who does click with it!

Send me 5 things and I'll rank them from favorite to least favorite!

#janie gets asks #nilefreemans

[albertasunrise]

The Unexpected Gift - 11 

Masterlist

Summary: When a baby girl is dropped on Javier Peña’s doorstep with a note claiming she’s his, he’s suddenly thrust into fatherhood. With no clue what to do, he will need all the help he can get if he’s not to stumble at the first hurdle.

Relationships: Javier Peña x Reader, Steve Murphy x Connie Murphy

Warnings: Like AO3, I choose not to list any warnings. This will be 18+ If you are triggered by anything to do with babies then read at your own risk… timeline has taken a nose dive sooo.. yeah 🤪 

(Well, sorry this took a Mother F'ing age... Long story short... got married, works been mad and I was going through some emotional shit that made writing a real struggle... But I'm back and ready to update y'all on these two ❤️ enjoy)

Series Masterlist- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

 You thought having done this before that you would be prepared when you went into labour. You'd remembered all the lessons you'd learned from your pregnancy with Masie. Practised your breathing and coached Javier on things he could do to help you get through it. 

Yet. 

When your waters broke two weeks before your due date, you were in a mad panic. One, Javier was out on a raid with Steve so your pages had gone unanswered and two... Connie was on shift and so she too was unreachable. 

You were bent over gripping the top of your couch as you tried to think of who to call next. It's not like you had many friends but, Connie, Steve and Chloe... 

CHLOE!! 

You waddled to the phone and rang the Murphy's, knowing that the sitter was taking care of Olivia for the day. You begged under your breath for her to answer and practically sobbed when a "Hello" came down the other end. 

"Chloe..." You sobbed, saying your name as you clutched your middle "I've gone into labour and I'm alone. Please, I need help." 

"I'll be right down." She said and you replied with a shaky "Okay before hanging up the phone and resuming your panting and sobbing. 

Five minutes later the door burst open. Chloe placed Olivia into the playpen with an oblivious María and then sprinted to your side. 

"How close are the contractions?" She asked, her nursing degree coming out in full swing. 

"About seven minutes." You replied and she nodded. 

"Right this is what we're going to do." She started as she took control with ease "We are going to get Sophia opposite to watch María and Olivia and I am then going to drive you to the hospital." 

"Okay." You replied as you nodded a tad rapidly.

"I'll be back in a moment." She said before sprinting out of view. 

True to her work, a few moments later she returned with Sophia hot on her heels. She fired off a few instructions to the girl before handing her Olivia's bag and making her way back to you, helping you then hobble to her car. Grabbing your cell phone as she went. 

It took a grand total of ten minutes to get you to the hospital. It then took a further ten to get you settled into the ward where you were to remain until you were ready to deliver. You were told it wouldn't be long now and you sobbed and begged Chloe to get hold of Javi.

He needed to be there. 

So she rang every number in your book. Desperate to hunt down the agent. Little did she know he was already there. 

~

They'd been taken by surprise. One moment they were rounding up the sicarios like sheep and the next, they were being fired upon. Javier and Steve had managed to take cover behind some cheap desks that were lined with different equipment to cut the coke and package, both now dusty with the substance as the bullets rained down on them. 

Steve had seen an opening and had decided to take it, not caring that he'd opened them up to a new wave of bullets so when the agent had managed to sprint into view, Peña had seen the Narco that had taken aim and had managed to push Steve out of the way. Taking the bullet in his side, just below his vest. 

So that's how he found himself laying on an uncomfortable hospital bed, drugged up on morphine after a tricky surgery to repair the damage. He knew you were going to kill him when he got home but he also knew that you'd not stay mad at him for long. 

He'd saved Steve's life after all. 

"Man, I'm sorry you-" 

"Just drop it, Murphy, okay!" Javier grumbled, "The whole thing was a shit show." 

"Yeah, it was." Steve agreed and Javier sighed "Just hope they'll let me out of here soon." 

"They'll probably wanna keep you in overnight man." Steve stated, "You lost a lotta blood." 

"I remember." Javier grumbled, eliciting a smirk from his partner. 

Silence fell over them both for a while. Javier was a little pissed with Steve. He'd gotten shot because the guy couldn't just hold his position but at the same time, he got why Murphy had been so desperate to get out of there. It was the same reason he had for getting out of this damn hospital bed. Little did he know that his day was about to get much more eventful. 

"So I was thinking we could-"

"AGENT PEÑA." Yelled Trujillo as he sprinted into the room that both agents were occupying. 

"Ce?" Javi replied, taking in the man's flushed appearance. 

"Baby's coming." Was all the man managed to get out as he panted, sweat rolling down his face. 

Your name fell from Javier's lips as he sat up in his bed "She's in labour?" 

"Ce... Ce, the baby is coming." Trujillo replied and that had Javier clambering out of the bed. 

"Whoa." Steve said as he grabbed the agent when he wavered on his feet "You shouldn't be up right now." 

"I am not missing the birth of my son." Javier growled, "Is she here?" 

"Ce." 

"Take me to her." Javier ordered and Steve sighed. 

"Fine, but will you at least let me get you a wheelchair and just let the nurses know?" Javier nodded and Steve helped him sit on the edge of the bed before sprinting out of view. 

He returned a few moments later with a wheelchair and a nurse "She says you can go but once the baby's born, you're back here for observation." 

"Okay." Javier agreed.

"The drip goes too." Steve stated and Javier threw his head back in frustration "Don't argue man, you shouldn't be out of bed as it is. You got shot." 

"It was a graze." Javier argued and Steve snorted. 

"If it was a graze, you wouldn't have needed surgery to remove the bullet." Javier rolled his eyes as Steve helped him into the chair, secretly glad he didn't have to walk anywhere. 

~

Connie had arrived as soon as she'd received the news you were in labour. Chloe had returned to the girls but not before wishing you luck and then it was just you and the woman who'd come to be your rock. 

"You managed to get hold of Javi?" She asked and you shook your head 

"Chloe managed to get through to Trujillo and he was then on a mission to track Javi down. Apparently, the raid had been a shit show so I expect he's stuck doing paperwork." You replied, sucking in more gas and air as another contraction hit. 

The doctor came in a few minutes later and announced that you were at nine centimetres... It was time to have a baby. 

"No, I need to wait until the father gets here." You protested as they started to push your bed towards the delivery room. 

"Baby can't wait." The doctor announced and you sobbed, you didn't want to do it without him. 

~

The nurse sprinted up to the station whilst Steve and Javier waited impatiently for news on where you were. She returned a few minutes later with a rather frantic expression and Javier's stomach dropped. 

"They take her to delivery." She stated, "I know the room, I'll take you." 

Javier prayed as he was wheeled to you that he hadn't missed it. He glanced up at Steve who wore a determined look on his face as pushed his partner through the halls of the hospital. To a room where the two of them were greeted by crying. 

Your eye caught movement and you turned your head to see Javier being pushed in, in a wheelchair. 

"The fuck happened to you?" You growled before your head slammed back onto the pillow as another contraction ripped through you. 

"Got shot." Javier replied as Steve pushed him to your bedside. 

"Of course you did.:" You snapped and he grinned at you before looking up at Connie on the other side of the bed "You almost missed it." You sobbed and he signed as he stroked your hair back. 

"I know baby but I'm here now." He said softly "I'm here and I'm not going anywhere." 

"Right. Dad and friend can stay." The doctor ordered, "You, go." He said as he motioned to Steve. 

"I'll be in the waiting room." The younger agent stated and Javier nodded before returning his attention to you. 

He wanted desperately to stand up so that he could kiss your brow but the pain in his belly wouldn't allow that. He suspected also it would do his stitches no good. So instead he opted to hold your hand, whispering sweet words of encouragement to you as the doctor finally ordered you to push. 

This labour seemed harder than your first. You didn't remember having to push this much. You swear it hadn't hurt this much either. You panted through each break before you were ordered to push again and you looked at Javier with tear-filled eyes and he told you that you could do it, that you were doing so well and that your son was nearly here. 

"One more." The doctor ordered and one more you gave. 

You pushed as if your life depended on it and you were rewarded with the most beautiful sound ever. Your baby crying.

"Congratulations." The doctor announced and he handed your infant to you "You have a beautiful baby girl." He finished as he placed her on your chest. 

"Girl?" Javier said, jumping back slightly as he looked at the doctor in shock. 

"Ce." He replied "A girl." 

"But they said it was a boy." You said shakily as you looked between your new daughter and the doctor.

"We don't always get it right." He said with a wink and you chuckled at that before looking down at your baby again. 

A sob tore your attention away from her and to the man beside you. He wasn't just crying... he was ugly crying and you smiled at him sweetly before allowing the nurse to take your daughter so she could be cleaned and wrapped up. The last part was as messy as you remembered it but it was over in a flash and you were soon reunited with the beautiful creature you'd just pushed into the world. 

"Shit, she's perfect." Javier choked and you smiled at her as you replied. 

"Yeah, she is." 

"I can't believe they read the scan wrong." Chuckled Connie as she stroked the soft downy hairs on your daughter's head "Guess you're gonna have to think of a new name." 

"Shit... Didn't even think of that." You grumbled and she chuckled. 

"What about Elena?" You asked and Javier stiffened a moment "I feel like it's fitting." 

"You don't think it's a bit weird, being María's mum was called Elena," Connie asked and you shook your head. 

"No." You replied simply "María has been the best gift to both of us and Elena gave us that gift. I feel like she deserves to be honoured for that." 

"What about Lía?" Javier piped after a few silent moments "Means 'bearer of good news... I feel like she's the best news I've ever received." 

"Lía... I like that." You said, nodding as you looked down at the tiny creature in your arms "Hi Lía, my beautiful little surprise."

... 

You were moved to a new room and after some arm twisting and some badge flashing, they allowed Javier to be settled in there with you. You were squeezed onto his bed together when Steve and Connie arrived, his eyes the size of saucers when he saw the tiny baby in his partner's arms. 

"This him?" He asked. 

"Her." Javier replied, grinning when Steve's expression changed to one of shock. 

"What?" He exclaimed and you all chuckled. 

"They read the scan wrong." You stated "Meet Lía Peña." You finished as you watched your husband help Steve take your newborn from him. 

Steve gently rocked her in his arms as he gazed down at this tiny little thing. You could see that Connie was watching him carefully and you grinned at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking.

"How are María and Olivia?" You asked, knowing Connie had gone to call Chloe as well as fetch her husband. 

"They're both fine." She replied excitedly as she eagerly took the baby from Steve "Told Chloe we'd come and relieve her later." 

"Thank you." You said, giving her a sweet smile "For everything." 

"You're quite welcome." She replied, grinning at you before she gazed back down at your sleeping baby in her arms. 

The pair stayed a little while longer before leaving the two of you to enjoy the new life you'd made together in peace. She was suckling at your breast, Javier watching in awe and you couldn't help but swoon at the sight. 

"I'm so glad I'm getting to do this with you." He said out of blue and you looked at him, gazes locking "I don't think there's anyone else I'd rather raise a family with than you, Mi Amor." 

"I'm glad I get to do this with you too." You replied sweetly, grinning at the sweet kiss he placed on your brow. 

You could help but note the bandage that wrapped around his waist and your brows drew together as you thought about how you'd once again come so close to losing him. 

"What?" He asked upon noticing your change of demeanour and you sighed. 

"I hate how dangerous your job is." You confessed, looking back down at your daughter who had finished her meal and now wriggled in your arms. 

You watched as Javier took her from you so he could burp her, smiling at how naturally it came to him. 

'I do too." He confessed upon the teeniest burp from your baby and then pulling her close so she could lay on his bare chest "I threw myself in front of that bullet for Steve without even thinking... But then-" He paused a moment as he placed a soft kiss on the top of his daughter's head "But then I was lying there, staring up at him as he tried to hold my blood in and I realised that I have so much to lose now. Before... if I had died, no one would have really cared all that much but now I have you and the girls and I realised that... I don't want to do this anymore." 

"What are you saying?" You asked and he sighed. 

"I'm saying that we catch Escobar and then that's it, I'm done." 

"Really?" 

"Really." He confirmed, smiling when you kissed him deeply before you rested your brow on his. Savouring this moment. 

~

You were both allowed to go home the following day. Javier was restricted to bed rest. The hospital hadn't been happy with his determination to leave but you'd assured them that he would get the best possible care with Connie around to help. Connie helped the agent limp through the front door as Steve carried your newborn in her carrier. 

María screeched and wriggled with excitement from her seat on the floor as she saw you both walk in. You smiled at her as you sat yourself down on the couch, glad of somewhere comfortable to sit, then watched as Connie helped your lover sit beside you. She then scooped Lía up and placed her into Javier's waiting arms before fetching a squealing María and placing her on your lap. 

"María." You started as you placed a kiss on her mess of curls "This is your new baby sister... Lía." 

"Sister?" Chloe questioned and you nodded, grinning at her before looking down at that amazed toddler. 

She looked at you a moment. Her small mouth hanging open and her brown eyes white and your heart tightened at the sight. Then a small smile crossed the two year olds face as she looked at her new sister and pointed. 

"SWISH." 

Then you all said in unison... "OOOOOOOOOOOOH." 

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So it goes: Chapter 30 - MI x OC

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Summary: Babysitting a rebel baby and some snuggles leads two silly godparents to realize they're ready to give a little step forward in their relationship.

Pairing: Michael Italiano x fem!OC

Warnings: Mentions of smut, Maggie being an anxious mess and snuggles all over the place.

Word count: 5.8k

A/N: HI! I’m still sick and I still feel like I’m dying but if I could handle 8 hours of work I can handle being in front of my computer for ten minutes. Gonna keep it short cause I still feel like dying. Hope you’re happy after you read this one. Let me know what u think? Also please keep sending me anons talking about Michael and Blake bc u make my day! Okay, thanks for the love and likes and all. See you soon🫰🏻

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Chapter 30 - Lego house. 

Michael asked her to not think about the whole McLaren subject for the weekend, and she did it. She tried to keep all those problems away from her head on her sister’s big day, but as soon as the slight hangover was overcome it all came again.

Daniel always said that the best solution for a hangover was some slow sweet lovemaking in the morning and Maggie normally hated to say Daniel was right about something, but he was. Waking up with the feeling of Michael slowly spreading her legs was something Maggie never took for granted. His lips peppered the skin of her thighs with kisses and then the feeling of his mouth doing magic as he got lost between her legs was all she needed to forget how terrible idea it was to mix so much wine, champagne, and then some tequila.

The all-time nerd Michael always joked and said -secretly and just to her- his favorite way to help with her migraines was to increment her dopamine level and there was no better way to do it than orgasms. Even if she didn’t have a terrible migraine, that morning wasn’t different and Michael took care of removing all traces of pain from her head, first with his mouth, second fucking her nice and slow, and one last time with his fingers as he was still buried deep inside her.

He also took care of keeping both of them as quiet as possible, shushing her with his hands and fingers, but also with kisses and words. He repeated how beautiful she was, how incredible she felt, and especially how good she was for taking him after all the mess they made the previous night. And he was nothing but right because if it wasn’t enough with their little hiding game in the middle of the party, they went back to their room to a second round with Maggie riding him as they were still wearing their clothes. He was absolutely obsessed with how breathtaking she looked in her dress and shoes and Maggie was still not over how incredibly hot he looked in his suit, so they didn’t even take the time to get rid of their clothes. The only thing Maggie did was move his pants and boxers down and out of the way and unbutton his shirt completely as Michael moved the straps of her dress out of her shoulders, making the upper part of it fall enough for him to play with her breasts as much as he wanted. That’s how they spent the early morning and then the morning, wrapped around each other as they started and celebrated their third anniversary in the best possible way.

Between ‘Happy anniversary, mo grá’, ‘Best three years of my life, sweetheart’, ‘Why do we have to get out of bed?’, ‘Your moans will wake everyone up and I’m oddly fine with that’, ‘At least let's try to keep it quiet’, and uncountable ‘I love yous’, millions of compliments more and so many giggles that could wake everyone in the residence, Maggie tried to ignore everything.

For moments it worked. When they were having breakfast with all her family, when she heard Olivia giggling uncontrollably, when she saw her happily married favorite couple, and especially when she saw her boyfriend with their niece, all the problems went away.

But as they drove back to the city and into reality, she couldn’t stop thinking. She was still mad about Andreas breaking the news about Daniel’s replacement right there in Hungary when Mclaren ruined his race. She was still furious, she was still wanting to burn the MTC to the ground and she still wanted to destroy Andreas and Zak with her bare hands, but adobe all, she was still sad. They were taking the Sunday off to go back home and recompose after the party, but the next day it was back to negotiations and phone calls. And even if Maggie couldn’t do anything to help, -and not even Michael could do much-, she was worried.

The whole drive back to her apartment Maggie was lost somewhere inside her head, holding Michael’s hand while she looked nowhere outside the windows, not even paying attention to the music that was playing and not even making jokes about how Michael didn’t like to drive. The only thing that brought her back to reality was Michael’s lifting their joined hands to his lips to kiss her knuckles from time to time or his soft voice singing quietly along with one or another song that was playing.

Even when they were back home she felt off, so Michael took it as his task to bring her back to reality, make her switch off for the rest of the afternoon and night, and especially make her forget about her worries. He started with making her favorite tea, putting on one of her favorite playlists with old music, and filling the tube with hot water and her favorite things to put into the water to help her relax.

When everything was set and done, Michael took Maggie to the bathroom, help her undress, took off his clothes, and then they both got into the water. Like some kind of magic, it felt like all her worries disappeared into the water. It was that and the smell of her favorite bath salts that helped her relax, but more than anything, it was her boyfriend.

While their right hands were laced over her stomach, her left hand just moved over his arm, but Michael’s left hand just stroked her head, knowing that always made her relax. Added to his kisses over her temple and her back against his chest, Maggie was in her little piece of heaven. Between soft and loving kisses, and even more compliments than that morning, they spent their time in the water talking about nothing and everything, but one particular thing stuck with Maggie that day.

They were talking about how they needed to be back in London in a couple of days and between jokes Maggie said something as silly as ‘I could simply just stay there forever’ to which Michael answered with a very chill and simple ‘What would be so bad about it?’. But like a bad movie with very bad timing, his phone interrupted them. Even when Michael decided to not pick up because his phone was somewhere in the living room and he wasn’t going to disrupt their peace, the conversation changed it, leaving Maggie with more questions than when she got into the water.

They didn’t talk about it when the phone stopped ringing. They didn’t talk about it either when they got out of the water, or when they dried out and made her lay down in bed to give her a massage so she would relax. Michael didn’t mention it when they were talking about what should they order for dinner or even during dinner. And Maggie didn’t say a thing when they went to bed. She knew having a little pillow talk about it would fix more than one question inside her head, but she was too tired. They were so tired that they just fall asleep before they could say much about anything.

By lunchtime, there was a double preoccupation inside her head, but Maggie didn’t have much time. On Monday everyone was going back to their lives, which included her parents going back to work, Joe and Grace flying back to Perth, and Daniel and Michael back to training. But Michael and Maggie insisted to Jas and Daniel take a day off as parents to enjoy being a newly married couple even if just for a day, so after their session, Michael came back with Olivia in his arms. To say she melted every time she saw them together was an understatement, but to see them together coming home in Dublin somehow made it more special. She couldn’t explain it, but as soon as she got her niece and her boyfriend in her arms, she forgot what she was even thinking about.

Once in a while during the morning one of those goddamn questions would jump into her mind, but they would automatically be erased with something silly or funny Olivia would do. But suddenly it all was interrupted by something as terrible as Olivia not wanting to eat. Maggie tried everything and all the techniques always worked, but somehow this time it was impossible. Olivia would turn around her face with a pout on her lips, saying something in her own baby language and ignoring Maggie in such a way that would make her feel nothing but awful. It made her feel like she has a fifteen years old niece instead of seven months old one.

“I know you miss mom and dad, póirín, but if you eat the whole thing I promise you I’ll tell you a story for nap time. I’ll tell you about the Irish queen and the Aussie king defeating the evil American CEO. How about that?” Maggie asked, faking the excitement to see if she would get any reaction from Olivia. But all Maggie got was even more illogical mumbling from the baby in front of her. “Yeah, you don’t understand shit about what I’m saying. Mike, I need backup, babe!”

The last thing Maggie wanted was to bother Michael while he was making lunch, especially when she was supposed to do something as simple as feeding Olivia the fruit purée Michael made for her. But desperate time needed desperate measures and nobody could beat Michael at convincing Olivia to eat.

“Coming!” he yelled from the kitchen and in no time, he was with his hands on Maggie’s shoulders, kissing the top of her head. “What’s up?”

“Práta doesn’t want to eat and clearly I’m the worst aunt in the universe” Maggie breathed, leaving the tiny lavender spoon right on the plate that was over the table.

“That's not true” Michael insisted, kissing Maggie’s head once again. In no time he grabbed another chair, sitting right beside Maggie and in front of Olivia’s high chair. “C’mon, teeny, we don’t want a frown on auntie’s forehead. Can you eat this for uncle and auntie?”

And just like magic, Olivia opened her mouth as soon as Michael put the tiny spoon in front of her mouth, eating the whole thing with a smile on her face. There was no need to make any car sound, any airplane movement, or any game, she just eat it like it was nothing. “I can’t blame her, y'know? I can’t say no to your face either”

“You know how she is. It's the Irish gen inside her. And you’re exactly the same” he affirmed, kissing her shoulder before he grabbed another spoon to feed her. “You two look the same but she has curls”

“That’s cause we both look like Jas. Then people ask us if she’s our baby”

Maggie wasn’t joking when she said people always thought Olivia was hers and Michael’s daughter. Every time they went out the three of them, someone would make a comment and they would automatically assume she was theirs. Ninety percent of the time they would explain that she was their niece, but more than once Michael would just play along. Just like that day in Surrey where he lied to the old lady in the restaurant saying that Maggie was his wife while they weren’t even officially dating, Michael would just joke around not correcting them as they would say some compliment about how adorable and beautiful their daughter was. Most of the time Maggie would play along too, joking with him and whoever was talking with them, but some other times she just elbowed him, trying to not laugh as she insisted that one day he would get them in trouble.

As Michael kept himself busy with his task, Maggie just left her head resting against his shoulder with her eyes closed. But no time passed before she felt his lips over her head again, peppering her skin with kisses. “It's gonna be alright, Mags. Dan will find out a solution. You know it’ll be fine, your cards said so. And he has the crystal you gave him, so you shouldn’t worry” he whispered against her head, making her smile slightly.

It wasn’t just the fact that Michael knew she was worried about their friend, but the fact that he mentioned the cards. Being the niece of a tarot reader, Maggie grew fascinated with everything related to that. But that fascination not only showed in her tattoos and the books in her library but also in the tarot decks in her home and her suitcase. Aunt Mimi taught her a thing or two about reading tarot cards and she spent her teen years practicing, but then between work and college, she left it aside. But once Maggie found herself having too much time to spare with all the traveling and coming and going, she decided to start reading books and practicing again.

That’s how one morning Michael came back from training in the gym of one of the hotels where they were staying, all to find Maggie sitting in the middle of the bed, with a couple of cards sprayed on the bed in front of her. She explained that she was asking to the cards in Daniel’s name, but that she used it more as a reflection tool. She explained that it wasn’t about looking at the future or the past but more about an interpretation. It was about a feeling and she could feel that somehow things were going to be okay. There was a change, there was somehow something he needed to let go and there was some kind of rebirth, but adobe all she could see was some calmness that came with all of it. She had no idea if all that came from a new team or a sabbatical, but she could feel things were going to be fine. But even with that, Maggie was worried. She could see how stressed Daniel was. She could see how it was affecting him. She knew it was something Daniel would normally discuss just with Jas or the boys and how he would try to hide it under a smile. She knew he wanted to be his normal self again not only for himself but especially for his wife and his daughter. But adobe all, Maggie knew he was hurting. She have know Daniel for four years and she knew behind that big shiny smile he was hurting, that’s why she did something as silly as giving him a crystal. It was just a tiny amethyst in a black bracelet made with black glass beads, and it was far from fancy or expensive, but Maggie begged him to wear it. ‘I know you don’t believe in all this shit, but it won’t harm you to keep it with you’ she insisted, and a puppy eyes look was all she needed to convince Daniel to wear it on his wrist.

On the other side was Michael who knew Maggie believed in those things, so instead of brushing it away he sat there by her side and listened to ever she had to say. Time after time he just paid attention to her, and she could even see how he was trying to memorize some of those words because it was important to her, so each time Maggie gave him a tight hug and whispered a little ‘Thank you’ in his ear.

That was exactly what was happening this time, but not even his eternal optimism could do much. “Mike, I love how much you love me and believe in me but it's not precisely science, babe. Damn, you’re a man of science so you should know better”

“All I know is I trust you. Period” he insisted, kissing her head once more before his full attention went back to Olivia and her dirty cheeks full of food. “You, little missy with those cute curls and that toothless smile, stop stressing your auntie. She doesn’t need more on her plate right now, but you need way less food on your plate” he smiled, giving her another small amount of food.

“She doesn’t understand what you say, grá” Maggie whispered, still with her eyes closed, trying not to think about the issue that had her head like a mess and how that issue could be fixed.

“She does. Right, Oli? Of course you do!”

Maggie opened her eyes at the exact perfect moment to see Michael with the biggest smile on his face as Oli looked at him, giggling at absolutely nothing. Maggie knew it was probably for the taste of the food and trying a new taste in her purée, but none of them say anything, acting like she was smiling because of what Michael said and because their niece understood their words. And as she looked at the two persons she loved more than anything in the world, Maggie couldn’t help but smile too, even if just a bit. “Twenty” she whispered out of nowhere, her voice so softly she doubted Michael even heard her.

“Twenty what?” Michael asked, but then she could see how it clicked inside his head. He was a natural with all the baby stuff. He was a natural with everything that has to do with Olivia. It all looked easy when he was doing it. Even if Olivia wasn’t a difficult baby, Michael make it all look even easier. She would magically fall asleep in no time when Michael put her in bed or when he had her in his arms. She would eat or drink her bottle in no time, even when she was in a grumpy mood. Damn, he would make her giggle uncontrollably even when she was all grumpy. He would always make tummy time funnier and would even master changing diapers way better than her. He was a natural, and to see him every day with their niece just made Maggie’s heart get warmer and melt. It made her want to have twenty babies with him, especially knowing they would probably be as amazing as him. Twenty babies with that big smile, those shiny eyes, and that huge heart didn’t sound bad at all. “Oh! I don’t know if twenty, but I remember we said three” he smiled as soon as he remembered that crazy night at Lily’s apartment where there was too much tequila and champagne to say anything logical at all.

“Mmm nop. Two. That’s it”

“We’ll see about that” he smiled, giving Olivia her last spoon and cleaning her face with a napkin, trying to fix the mess of purée in her cute chubby cheeks and teeny mouth. “See? It wasn’t that hard. There was no reason to make auntie Mags feel bad, you little thing”

“The evil gen also comes from my side of the family. Sorry about that” Maggie joked, placing her arms around his waist as she got closer to kiss his cheek. “You smell so fucking good, it's not fair” she murmured, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck and getting lost for a second in his smell and warmth.

“You’re not evil. You’re too good to be true, actually” he corrected her, moving away from her only enough to take Olivia out of her chair. Once he had her, Michael turned to the side of his chair so he would be able to look at Maggie while he held Olivia standing on his legs. “We made a deal, remember? Not bottling things up inside you, babe. I can’t read minds. And don’t you dare deny it or say you’re sleepy. I know you are but this is something else” he stated, looking from their niece to Maggie’s eyes.

Of course he knew something else was in her mind.

“In my defense, I’m not a morning person and you know it. You promised to love me no matter what” she smiled, stroking Olivia’s head as she looked at Michael. But clearly, the bad joke didn’t help, because Michael didn’t say a thing, he just waited for her to talk. “I was just thinking about that thing you said yesterday”

“You gotta be more specific, sweetheart. Yesterday was long and we said too many things”

Maggie knew he was right. They said too many things, but especially they made too many promises. From not breaking up ever again -even if t wasn’t technically a breakup- to talk about everything and not bottling up anything or not keeping things from each other, they promised to do everything in their power to make it work. But besides that, they just joked -especially when they were slightly tipsy at the party- about how many dogs and babies they would have one day because Olivia needed more cousins besides Isabella and Issac. Michael even joked saying he loved Maggie so damn much that he would go back to civil engineering just for once to design and build the green house that Maggie always wanted and always draw when she was a little kid. Michael insisted he was ready to make it just like she always wanted it, with the flowers outside, the tree right there in the left part of the entrance, the chocolate dog, the cute red car, and the white picket fence. Maggie laughed her ass off when she heard all that, insisting that he didn’t need to do any of that, especially since he didn’t need to go back to engineering or do anything for her to love him more than anything in the world. But all jokes aside, they said again and again and again how much they loved each other and how they were the love of each other’s lives. That was the only important thing after the terrible months they spent apart. That was everything they needed to hear to know it was going to be alright.

“You said ‘What would be so bad about it?’ when I was joking about staying at your place forever” she explained, playing with the hem of Olivia’s shirt as she looked down at her hand while her brain kept yelling how it was such a terrible idea to bring that up.

“So that was eating your brain. I knew something was bothering you” he smiled, holding Olivia with one arm as he extended his free hand for Maggie to grab. “C’mere with us, c’mon”

“You always know when something is bothering me. It's one of your superpowers” Maggie murmured, grabbing his hand and going straight to sit on his lap facing Olivia and holding her little hand as Michael hugged her waist. “I just- I wanted to know if you mean it. Nothing else. And yes, you can say I’m stupid”

“You’re not stupid, Mags. And yes, I mean it. It's been three years. I think it's about damn time for us to stop running in circles” he affirmed, kissing her cheek and then Olivia’s cheek, making the baby giggle and make the most adorable sound in the world. “You want your aunt Mags to live with me? Is that giggle a yes? You want that?” he asked Olivia, as he kept kissing her cheek, and also tickled her tummy, which only made her laugh even harder.

“So you… You want me to live with you? Like permanent? Because it's fine if you don’t… It's really fine” she whispered, placing her hands around his waist and tracing imaginary lines over his back.

The question was stupid. It was more than stupid. They spent time living together while they were in lockdown in Perth and then again in London and Dublin, but it was never an official thing. It was never an 'I live with my boyfriend' and more like 'I’m staying at my boyfriend’s'. Even if Michael insisted his apartment was hers too and if she had the keys, and even when he had the keys to her apartment, it was never their place. But the question felt even more stupid considering the amount of time they spent together and how they shared hotel rooms week after week. It was stupid because every single weekend they were away in some city, Michael would kiss her forehead and say ‘Let’s go home’ as he would grab their bags to leave and go back to whenever they were going. It was stupid because Maggie knew ‘home’ could be his place or hers or Perth or Dublin or London, but Michael was simply talking about being with her. Home was whenever their favorite cups were. Home was whenever they could lay down and snuggle for a while as a record played in the back. Home was them together, and the rest could be fixed, but somehow, Maggie was dying to live with him.

“Sweetheart, we kind of live together already. We spent the last three years sharing hotel rooms. When we’re not traveling we’re together one way or another. Your things are at my place. Half of the closest is yours already” he explained, trying to keep himself from smiling as he mentioned the last part.

“Bullshit! You’ve more clothes than I do!” she exclaimed as she slapped his chest, making Olivia giggle as she looked at her uncle and aunt laughing. “But you’re right, we kind of live together” Maggie affirmed, taking a deep breath as she looked at him. It took just one look at his favorite pair of brown eyes to know he was right. Between hotel rooms and his place, they lived together, so there was no difference. “We’re not gonna blow it up again, right? I mean, if we do it. Cause I can’t lose you” she finally confessed, smiling sadly as she stroked his cheek.

“Sit here one second, baby” he whispered to Olivia, making her sit right over Maggie’s lap, to which Maggie took care of holding her with one arm around her tiny body. And as soon as his hands were free, they were on her face, holding her carefully as he stroked her cheeks with his thumbs., making Maggie look right into his eyes again. “Move in with me. I promise nothing bad is gonna happen. I promise it’ll be alright, Mags. It's just gonna get better. I know you’re scared but we’re not gonna blow it up. I’m not allowing it. This is just another step and I really wanna make it with you. I know we can make it work”

It was the way Michael said it that made Maggie melt. It was the way his brown eyes looked at her that made her believe he was right. It was just another step and it was right to do it. It was the most normal thing in the world and there was nothing she wanted more, so she couldn’t let all her fears ruin it. Not when part of that fear kept them apart for months. Not when part of that fear was responsible for all the bad things that happened to them.

She took a long breath before she placed her forehead against his, being as careful as to not crush Olivia in the middle of them.

“I’m yours and you’re mine, so fuck the rest, right?” she whispered, stealing a soft, loving peck from his lips, which only made Michael smile like a happy man. “You know how to convince your girlfriend to move with you. You do know. Your uncle’s a smart man, Oli” Maggie smiled, moving away from Michael to place a kiss over Olivia’s head, who automatically yawned, rubbing her right eye with her tiny hand. “Come here, munchkin. It's time for a nap nap?” Maggie spoke to Olivia while she grabbed her, carried her small body in her arms, and made her rest against her chest.

Then the room became silent except for the music playing in the back, to which Maggie was singing softly for Olivia. It was almost a whisper in the baby’s ear, but it was enough to make her fall asleep in some minutes. Jas always said aunt Maggie singing some lullaby and uncle Mike’s cuddles were like magic to make Olivia fall asleep, and it was true. As Maggie sang, Michael stroked carefully Olivia’s small back and in no time she was sleeping peacefully in her godparents’ arms.

“Works every single time. I mean, I fall asleep in a second too when I use you as a pillow and you sing, so I get it” Michael whispered, stroking Olivia’s chubby pink cheeks with his thumb, being as careful as possible to not wake her up. What she also got from her mother’s side -and from her aunt in some sort of way- was the grumpiness if someone interrupted her naps, so nobody wanted to deal with it.

“It's my superpower. I’m like a Pokémon. Tiny and with powers. Basically like Jigglypuff, making people sleep when they sing” she joked and could see Michael trying to hide the smile that was trying to appear on his face. “What? I loved Pokemon. You know it”

“I do know” he nodded, eyes locked with hers. “Fuck, I’m so in love with you that I can’t even explain it”

Maggie couldn’t help but lean against his hand and kiss his palm when Michael went from stroking Olivia’s back to touching Maggie’s face. She couldn’t help but kiss his skin as many times as possible as she smiled because she understood perfectly the feeling. She couldn’t even put into words the way she felt about Michael. It was something beyond love. It was love but also adoration, devotion, need, passion, and a commitment so deep that she knew they would do anything for each other. She knew it was the kind of love people would die to have and the kind that people write stories and songs about. It was the kind that Maggie dreamt of her whole life. “It's like an ‘I’m so obsessed with you that I’d do anything for you and I can’t understand what the fuck are you doing with me but thank God you are with me other way I don’t know how I would survive’ kind of stuff? Cause I get it. Happens to me all the time. Especially when I see your face” she affirmed.

“That’s the exact word. I’m fucking obsessed with you. And I see you like this with her and I just- I really really love you so much, Mags. I really do” Michael insisted, getting closer to kiss her lips as softly and carefully as possible. But this time, he didn’t move away from her, he just nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, all without bothering Olivia who was all comfortable resting on the other side of Maggie’s chest.

“I know you do. Nobody else would ever handle my shit the way you do. That’s why I say I’m the luckiest. Besides you’re fucking handsome. The biggest heart and hot as hell. You don’t find all that in a guy that easily” she whispered, resting her head over his.

“Like a legendary Pokémon?”

“And he’s also smart”

And then again, that’s how they stayed for longer than they should have, almost forgetting about lunch and whatever Michael was preparing. Maggie didn’t care at all if she was hungry, not when right there by her side was her whole world. Sleeping against her right shoulder was her niece with one of her little hands resting on Maggie’s chest. And on the other side was Michael, who Maggie knew wasn’t asleep, but who was taking a minute off with his favorite girls, ignoring everything around them. But Maggie thought she could explode out of love when Michael grabbed Olivia’s hand resting both of them over her chest. That was all she ever needed. That was all she ever wanted.

“Are you still there?” she whispered, rubbing her face slowly over his.

“Five minutes more?”

“I give you ten”

“Let's just spend the day here” he proposed, and that was an offer that didn’t come from Michael often, so Maggie was more than tempted to say yes and forget about whatever plan he made for them. Nobody needed a walk in the park when Dublin was all cloudy and rainy.

“Don’t tempt me”

The way Michael suddenly tightened his grip around her waist was the easiest way to let Maggie know that maybe he mean it when he said he wanted to stay in. It happened counted times in the four years she have been knowing him and especially in the three years they had been together, so maybe taking the offer was the best thing to do. “Are you sick? Do you have a fever? My laziness is finally contagious? Cause that’s the only way to make you want to stay home” she joked, kissing his cheek as better as she could, but with it, she also took her chance to check if his face wasn’t warm. “No, but really, I’m not kidding. Are you okay?”

“I’m alright” he insisted, taking a deep breath as he moved his hand under her shirt to draw invisible lines in her skin. “Don’t move or you’ll wake her up” he whispered in her ear, stroking Olivia’s hand. But in the middle of it, still sleeping Olivia grabbed his thumb with her tiny hand, not letting Michael move his hand anymore.

“Mike, babe, look at me. What’s going on?” Maggie wondered again.

“Please tell me you’re moving with me. Please. I’m ready to get on my knees and beg for you to say yes” he murmured, covering her neck with kisses, making it impossible for her to say something else that wasn’t yes. “Please, say yes, love”

“I’ve conditions before I say yes, but we can talk about the first now and then leave the rest for later” Maggie started, trying to sound as serious as possible as Michael simply nodded in agreement. “Tell me you love me?”

It was the most stupid and ridiculous thing in the whole universe, and Maggie knew it. She knew how much Michael loved her and he didn’t need to say a thing for her to know, but she just wanted to see his face when he heard that stupid condition. And she wasn’t disappointed when he finally raised his head to look at her, because when he did, there was the biggest smile he could offer.

“I love you more than anything or anyone in the universe, Margaret” Michael affirmed. There was not a single doubt in his brown eyes. That was all Maggie needed. That was all she wanted, but even after that, she was planning to invent another silly condition, especially if that meant Michael smiling at her.

“Good. Then I’m moving” she shrugged and she was surprised Olivia didn’t wake up with the way Michael kissed Maggie at that moment. And even if Olivia woke up all grumpy and crying, it was absolutely fine because there was nothing they couldn’t fix if they were together.

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[daily-hayley568]

Good 4 U|Billy Hargrove

[track one]

Pairings: billy hargrove x fem!reader

Summary: this track of Hayley’s CD, in which the reader finds herself watching Billy move on while she’s trying to pick up the pieces

Warnings: swearing, angst, mention of sexual content, smoking,

[hayleys CD]/ [navigation] / [masterlist]

Well, good for you I guess you moved on really easily.

Found a new girl and it only took a couple weeks.

You and Billy was an unlikely couple. The head cheerleader head over Pom poms for the rebel. Billy seemed so sweet at first just a little rough around the edges.

You fell into his charms, you fell in love with him. The first date was to a drive-in movie of Back To The Future. Handholding, sharing a soda and popcorn was went on that night.

He drove you home and kissed him goodnight.

Billy was good with girls like that. It was like he analyzed girls and charmed them, reeling them in like a fish.

You were a fish. Hook, line, sinker.

You were perfect until the fighting. A year in, you and him started fighting a lot more. It started when you stuck up for Max after he broke her skateboard. You gave him an earful and he screamed until you were leaving, slamming the doors rattling in your bones.

One night after a date that ended in fighting instead of kissing.

“I’m tired of this. We’re done.” Shocked. You got out of the car and walked into your house.

You were moping, trying to pick up your heart. Your best friend Steve wanted to choke Hargrove but he wouldn’t, for your sake.

After a couple weeks after the breakup, Billy had his arm around a new cheerleader. You spent that lunch crying in a room you’d never been in before.

That room was Hellfire club, and Eddie Munson sat thoughtfully listening to you.

Remember when you said you wanted to give me the world?

[a month prior]

The wind blew picking up your skirt you tried to hold down. Billy was laying next to you on the blanket smoking a cigarette. Billy tugged your hand, giggling you sat down next to him, peppering kisses. He looked at you with loving eyes swiping his thumb over your cheek.

“I want to give you the world. I promise to give you the world. After highschool we’re taking it baby.”

Helpless fool, you were. If you had your wits you maybe could figure he wasn’t going to keep it.

And good for you, I guess that you’ve been working on yourself

I guess that therapist I found for you she really helped

Now you can be a better man for your brand new girl

You knew about Billy’s abusive father and you were so honored to know he cared about you that much.

You helped Billy, trying to calm his emotions even suggested the school counselor for therapy. He looked at you as if you had grown two heads, but he did it for you.

I guess she helped him. He seemed happier, freer. Things he didn’t seem with you. He brought his new girl flowers every day to her locker, which was right across from yours. Lucky you.

Billy would glance at you, you’d never notice trying to put your notebooks back in your locker. He was learning to be a better boyfriend, you were just glad to help.

Well good for you, you look happy, healthy

Not me if you ever cared to ask

Billy was happier, not bonded to you anymore. He hung out with his friends, new girlfriend. Or that’s what you saw.

He just looked so happy and a new person without you.

You weren’t. With Steve and your new friend Eddie you weren’t either of those. You were moping around, not eating as much, closing yourself off from everyone.

It’s not like Billy cared, you thought.

Good for you, you’re doing great out there without me baby

God, I wish I could do that

How could he just move on? Move on from your late nights cuddling in your bed? Move on from him sneaking into your room at night? Move on from the I love yous? Move on from the stolen kisses?

He moved on, got a new girlfriend. He was great without you.

But without him? You were piecing yourself back together like a stack of cards willing to fall with one wrong move.

You wished it was that easy.

Eddie was a huge help. He said song-writing was a good cure. So that’s what you spent doing. It helped express your emotions.

“Look at him.” You sighed, turning to Steve at lunch.

“He’s- he’s ok.” You added broken, stabbing at the disgusting potatoes.

Steve didn’t know what to say but he hated watching his best friend so upset over a douche like Billy Hargrove.

I’ve lost mind, I’ve spent the night crying on the floor of my bathroom

After you ran away from the breakup, crime scene. You called Steve crying and he was busting into your room in ten minutes, when he lived twenty.

That night you clung to Steve on the white tile next to porcelain sinks. Your sobs echoing in the space.

“Was.. was I just not good enough for him? Maybe if I was more rebellious; smoked when he offered? Would that have made him stay?” You choked on your sobs.

Steve shook his head wiping the tears with his thumb, “No, sweetheart, you were more than enough for him. You’re perfect, don’t change for that boy or any boy.”

You continued to cry wanting answers. Those answers would come another time you thought as you laid your head on Steve’s shoulder and fell asleep.

But you’re so unaffected, I don’t get it

But I guess good for you

Once you bumped into Billy at a party. You throat bobbing, palms sweating and heart racing. Maybe he was going to-

“Sorry, Y/L/N.” He chuckled, “didn’t see you there? Are you alright?”

A cigarette loosely hanging from his lips and you were shocked again. He didn’t even fucking care. He acted as if you were a peer and not your lover. You sighed, trying to recover.

“I’m alright.” Lie. “Are you alright?”

“Splendid.”

“Oh, good for you.” You gave a gentle grin before walking away

Well, good for you I guess you’re getting everything you want

Bought a new car and your career is really taking off

Billy bought a new blue car. Shamelessly, showing it off by pulling into Hawkins high, with his girlfriend and Max Mayfield piling out.

You sighed hiding your face in your locker.

Eddie’s song therapy was really helping. You were getting your new song ready for you to preform with his band.

You were coping with it. Still bitter, but getting better.

It’s like we never even happened

Baby, what the fuck is up with that?

Billy was turn to you in class; ask for a pencil or a homework answer. The first time you asked your heart was racing maybe you would rekindle.

Wrong.

“L/N, what’s number five?”

“25.” You answered promptly, finishing the worksheet.

“Thanks, Doll.”

You rolled your eyes.

—

“Hey, cheerleader.” You didn’t think he was talking to you until a shadow was blocking the sun. You sighed, rolling your shoulders back and plastering a fake smile.

“Yes?”

“Really cool flip out there.” You nodded, a tight smile present

“Thank you, but I really need to get back to practice.”

Remember when you swore to God that I was the only person who got you?

Well screw that and screw you.

Tonight was a summer evening with lips pressed upon other lips and empty promises that will never be fulfilled.

Billy told you he loved you tonight and you eagerly reciprocated the words back to him.

He told you about his father, only because you kept having to patch him up.

“I swear to God baby,” he muttered peppering kisses, “your the only person that gets me. No one else understands you like you understand me. It’s like it was written in the stars.”

Total bullshit.

Does that new girl understand you like you did? Does that new girl know more? It’s interesting, really. Because she didnt know billy like you did.

You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do

Steve sighed watching you stab your rotten food from the cafeteria.

“It’s like he’s so perfectly fine.” You muttered.

“Maybe he hurts, and he’s coping this way.”

You both knew that wasn’t true.

Your song was finished by this point and you were going to be singing with corroded coffin at a party Steve was hosting.

As you adjusted your mic, Eddie gave you a gentle smile and you knew you were going to be okay.

When it was time to go after corroded opened, Eddie chuckled,

“I might be the freak you all hate. But there’s got to be one girl think that, and there is. She’s here to preform a special song tonight, give it up for Y/N L/N!”

The crowd was shocked but cheered once you entered the stage, taking your mic.

“Thanks, Eds, you’re so sweet, but I think it’s time that we start jamming.”

The chorus was on now, and you hopped off the stage taking the mic with you.

“Well, good for you, happy, healthy,

Not me if you ever cared to ask.

Good for you, you’re doing great out there without me, baby

God I wish I could do that.”

That’s when you saw him, staring at you. He was in the front, you grinned hoping he got the message.

You kept eye contact for the rest of your singing.

“I’ve lost my mind, crying on the floor of my bathroom

But you’re so unaffected, I really don’t get it”

Billy was so close to you now, you could smell the smoke and his cologne.

Keep it together now. You were so close.

The bridge was now here and you grabbed Billy’s chin making him look into your eyes.

“Maybe I’m too emotional

But, your apathy is like a wound in salt.

Maybe im too emotional,

But maybe you never cared at all.”

You spoke like it was a secret, between you two.

“Maybe I’m to emotional

But your apathy is like a wound in salt.”

Your voice grew and your nails were gripping into his jawline having to make him look at you. You let go the nail imprints there walking back onto the stage

“Maybe I’m too emotional

Or maybe you never cared at all.”

Billy was watching you and something in him was fighting to break to the surface. You were singing but about what? His car crashed a few weeks before your breakup but he couldn’t remember anything since the car crash.

Why did you seem upset? Who did he need to hurt to make sure you were feeling better. Something was controlling Billy in his mind and he was acting out.

He needed to beat the shit out of this thing and win you back.

The mindflayer was controlling Billy and you needed to beat the mindflayer before you lost your boy forever. You only knew about the upside down because of your best friend Steve.

“Well, good for you, you look happy healthy

Not me if you ever cared to ask

Good for you, you’re doing great out there without me baby

Like a damn sociopath!

I’ve lost my mind, crying on the floor of my bathroom

But you’re so unaffected, I really don’t get it

But I guess good for you”

You took a breath, turning around to make eye contact with your ex lover as the words you sang struck through his heart.

“Good for you, I guess you moved on really easily.”

After the song, adrenaline pumping. You jumped into Eddie’s arms when you made it to a secluded place with your friends.

“That was so fucking sick!” Eddie grinned, picking you up and twirling around.

You giggled, but as soon as he put you down. A man cleared his throat, making you turn.

“Y/N, can we, uh, talk?” Billy was leaning against the doorframe. He looked disheveled so you agreed.

He led you out to gravel outside, you kicking a loose pebble under your converse.

“What’s up?”

“I need your help.”

Your eyebrows rose, hands on hips, and your head was tilted to the right.

“With what, Hargrove?”

“Right after our anniversary I got in a car crash and I remember nothing after that.”

“Nothing? You don’t remember us breaking up? You have a new girlfriend now? Bullshit. You’re lying.”

“I’m not lying.” His voice raised, but he regretted, pinching the bridge of his nose letting out air through his nostrils. “Look, babe.”

“Billy, I’m not your babe anymore.”

You were almost over him.

Almost.

The universe hates you.

His heart broke a little at your words, “Help me fight this controller. He speaks to me. He tells me things; like, like he likes it cold.”

Your eyes widened. Will had said the exact same thing which all pointed to the mindflayer. You grabbed his wrist and grabbed Steve’s shoving them in a tiny bathroom and locking the door

“I’m not into threesomes Y/N-“

(That’s not what the Eddie x Steve x reader fanfics say. Anyway)

“Steve, shut up.” You explained the situation to him and he nodded.

“Oh. Oh shit.”

The next night you were in the mall of Starcourt and finally destroying the mind flayer. Billy tried to sacrifice himself and you tackled him out of the way before he could. Dustin was screaming at Joyce to close the gate and she did.

You and Billy got back together. The fights never there and you would go to the pool and reserve a spot next to the lifeguard so you could talk to your boyfriend.

Good for you, you got your boy back.

#Spotify #writing #wattpad #good for you #olivia rodrigo #sour album #stranger things #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove #Steve Harrington #billy hargrove x reader #eddie munson #billy hargrove x female reader

[woocury]

Lost and Found • filo au

pairing: non-idol! park sunghoon x fem! reader

synopsis: You'd always feel lost, but no matter how lost you were, someone would always find you and make you feel at home.

genre: fluff, angst (but not to angsty), mutual pinning, friends to lovers trope, romcrack, taglish au

warning: heavy cursing, sexual jokes (that’s all for now)

featuring: rest of enhypen, aespa, nct 127, nct dream, mirae’s dongpyo, lesserafim’s sakura and kazuha, ive’s yujin and rei, stayc’s j…

Started: June 10, 2022

Restart: July 14,2022

Finished: tba

Status: Ongoing! [ weekends ]

Taglist: Open! send an ask if you want to be added

note: just wanna inform you that instead of using their orig names, I’ll be giving them different names, but if you have a problem with it or doesn’t like it, my blog is always open for your opinions^^ some of the chapters title can still be change, so all the title there is not yet finalize.

univ masterlist || main masterlist

Profile || atechonas || shawtypare || extras ||

00:00 || breakfast

00:01 || Sana pala sumama nalang ako

00:02 || Her.

00:03 || Jealousy, Jealousy

00:04 || Olivia stan??

00:05 || Accidents happen

00:06 || Sadboy era

00:07 || Pogi na jejemon ang playlist

00:08 || Are you jealous?

00:09 || Funny mo masyado beh

00:10 ||

00:11 ||

00:12 ||

00:13 ||

00:14 ||

©️ woocury 2022

#series: lost and found #enhypen smau #enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen filo au #enhypen angst #enhypen jungwon #enhypen niki #enhypen jake #enhypen jay #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen sunoo #enhypen heeseung #heeseung x you #enhypen x fem reader #sunoo x reader #jake smau #jake x reader #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #niki x reader #jungwon x reader #sunghoon x you #enhypen fanfiction #sunghoon smau #filo au

[angelasscribbles]

Royal Retribution Chapter 6: Intelligence Gathering

Series: Royal Retribution

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Liam x Riley x Drake

Rating: MA, R

Warnings: mature themes, language

Word Count: 1,269

My other stuff: Master List.

I awoke to several missed calls from my father. He left voicemails demanding to know where I was, insisting that I returned to the palace immediately and issuing orders about engagement pictures and wedding planning. I didn’t call him back. Let him stew. I was done taking orders from him. He didn’t seem to understand that he wasn’t king anymore.

Most monarchs sit the throne until death or infirmity necessitates a regime change, but my father had been forced out by a majority vote of the great houses.

Four of the five great houses, Beaumont, Nevrakis, Theron, Ebrim, voted that Constantine had to step down. Only house Amaranth had stood by his side. A fact I have not forgotten. Where the other four houses had stood for Cordonia after public outcry forced the council’s hand, Madeleine’s family had chosen the side of corruption. The royal council had invoked the Conventus Nobilis when my father’s abuses of power came to light due to an impressive bit of investigative journalism.

The misappropriation of state funds, the threats of jail time or financial ruin directed at his political rivals, the backroom dealings with our enemies, the broken alliances for his own gain over the good of Cordonia, the abysmal treatment of palace employees, the shameful neglect of our veterans, missing pensions and unpaid death benefits.

The council had given him six months to get his affairs in order and abdicate. Leo abdicated five months prior to my father’s abdication, tossing the crown and all it’s commiserate obligations and responsibilities into my lap. A role I’d never expected to have to take on.

My phone rang in my hand and I glanced down in annoyance, ready to push end but it wasn’t my father this time. I quickly hit talk and brought it up to my ear, “Leo! Are you on a secured line?”

“Of course, I am. What has the old man done this time?”

Drake sat up in the bed, the sheet falling down to twist around his hips, exposing all of his upper body and giving tantalizing peeks at what was below. My eyes dipped down then back up, thinking about what that sheet covered. He smirked at me, “Focus, Li.”

Right. Riley began to stir as I put the phone on speaker, “Leo, Drake and Riley are with me. I’m putting you on speaker.”

“Are you sure that’s safe?” He asked, “The room could be bugged.”

“Not remotely fucking likely.” I replied, “We’re at Olivia’s.”

I heard Leo’s laugh through the line, “Ok. That’s probably the most secure place in Cordonia. You said you had a question for me, it sounded important.”

“Why did you abdicate? And don’t give me the party boy bullshit line, remember that I know you Leo, and I know how dedicated you were, how much you wanted to fix what our father had broken and restore honor and duty to the monarchy.”

“First, I need to know….did the coronation happen? You are now officially king?”

“Yes.”

“And you are one thousand percent sure this call can’t be monitored?”

“Yes. I came to the safest place I could think of after father threated Riley’s life last night.”

“Shit.” I heard his sharp intake of breath, “Threatening innocent women, that’s certainly his MO, isn’t it?”

There was bitterness in his voice I had never heard before, “Leo, how did he force you to abdicate?”

“He threatened my mother.”

“What? How? I thought no one even knew where she was!” Astonished wasn’t the word for how I felt.

“Apparently, he knew all along. She never wanted to leave, Li, he forced her too. I don’t know the details, but she’s been basically under house arrest ever since, I don’t know where. But he had pictures of her, current ones, proof that he knows her location and can get to her at any time.” There was a catch in his voice, “He told me to step down and leave the country or my mother would pay the price. I didn’t want to abandon you, Li, I had to. I haven’t been allowed back in Cordonia since.”

I looked up at Riley and Drake. At some point, Riley had sat up and was now wide awake, her naked body pressed into Drake’s back, her chin resting on his shoulder as she stared at me, mouth open in shock and grief. Yes, grief for Leo, and his mother, people she has never even met. It made my heart turn over in my chest at the reminder of her goodness, the purity of her soul. I would never be good enough for her, she was more than I deserved, but Cordonia deserved her as it’s queen.

Drake was equally as shocked, but instead of grief, his eyes boiled with rage, “Son of bitch! We’ll find her Leo, we’ll contain Constantine and we will undo all the damage he’s done!”

It was a lovely sentiment, but unfortunately an impossible one. Even if we stopped him in his tracks this moment, the damage he’d done could not be undone. Leo and his mother could not get back the years they had missed together, and I could never get my mother back at all. But I loved him for the sentiment.

“I appreciate it Drake, but you have to be very careful. If he even suspects I told you anything, it could put her at risk.” Leo told him, “I’ve done some research and I’ve found the best detective in the states. I would have already hired him, but Constantine has frozen all my accounts.”

My mind whirled with work arounds. Even though I was king now, Leo was right. Our father still had power and connections. We had no idea where Leo’s mother was, and Constantine could have her killed long before I rooted out his allies from our government and military. I couldn’t risk unfreezing his accounts because my father would know and likely be able to trace transactions. Better for him to believe Leo was still effectively neutralized. I couldn’t funnel money to him through Olivia because that would point my father in her direction and the last thing I needed or wanted was him looking at Lythikos for any reason, since that’s where I was planning to stash Riley until it was safe for her to return to the palace.

“Rashad!”

“What about him?”

“He manages all my personal business for me, I don’t trust Connie’s guys, never have.”

“How does that help me?”                            

“It helps you because my mother left me quite a sizable inheritance, completely separate from the crown’s finances. And he has legitimate business dealings in the U.S. I’ll have him move some money around discreetly and get it to you. Hire the PI, Leo and get your ass back here.”

“I can’t just fly into-“

“Purchase your ticket with cash under an assumed name.” Drake spoke up, “And fly into Paris. Then rent a car, again with cash under an assumed name. Get yourself to Rivala and I’ll come meet you there. I can get you here without Constantine knowing.”

“That sounds like it could it work.” Leo felt hopeful for the first time in a long time. “How’d you figure it out, Li?”

“I never bought that bullshit story in the first place, Leo. But the pieces clicked into place when he threated Riley’s life and insinuated that he was behind my mother’s murder.”

“Oh no, Li…I…I’m so sorry, I had no idea-“

“Of course you didn’t. How could you have? But he’s going to pay, Leo. He’s going to pay for all of it.”

#royal retribution #angelasscribbles #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #trr poly #throuple #drake walker #liam rys #liam x mc #riley brooks #liam x riley #riley x drake #liam x drake #the royal romance fanfic #play choices #play choices game #political intrigue #drake x riley x liam

[harrisonarchive]

In memoriam: Mo Ostin. Sincere condolences to his family and friends.

“I think [Mo Ostin is] about the most decent person I’ve met in that business.” - George Harrison, RTE, 1987

“When George didn’t feel like making records for a while, Mo [Ostin] didn’t push him. Mo simply waited, stayed in the background, let George go do what he needed to do. And when George came to him with Cloud Nine and the Wilburys, it was worth that wait. Mo didn’t look at George as a product, you know?” - Olivia Harrison, Petty: The Biography (2015)

“[Hearing ‘Handle With Care,’ Lenny Waronker and I] stumbled over each other’s words, asking: ‘Can’t we somehow turn this into an album.” - Mo Ostin, liner notes, Traveling Wilburys Collection (2007)

“Mo and Olivia [Harrison] are out there. I love Mo and I love Liv. Me and George Harrison and Jeff Lynne one night were at Mo Ostin’s house — this was before, we were just working on the idea of the Traveling Wilburys — and I had written this song ‘Free Fallin’’ and done the record and taken it to my label, MCA. And they rejected the record. And that had never happened to me before. I was like, wow, what do I do? So, we forgot about it. And we were at Mo’s house and dinner ended and George said, ‘Let’s get the guitars out and sing a little bit.’ And we sang and George said, ‘Let’s do that “Free Fallin’” Tom. Play that.’ So we had a kind of Wilbury arrangement of it with harmony. And we did it. And Lenny Waronker is sitting there, he said, ‘That’s a hit.’ With two acoustic guitars, you know? I said, ‘Well, my record company won’t put it out.’ And Mo says, “I’ll f*****’ put it out.” - Tom Petty, MusiCares speech, 10 February 2017

On the 1994 promo-only tribute CD, Mo’s Songs, is the Harrisong “Mo.” [listen here] (x)

#Mo Ostin #George Harrison #Olivia Harrison #Tom Petty #Jeff Lynne #The Traveling Wilburys #quote #quotes about George #quotes by George #George and Olivia #George and Tom Petty #harrisonarchive in memoriam #fits queue like a glove

[jerzwriter]

most of the trr writers ignore trh/trf too and stick with the first 3 books. you should write more trr! who would you write for? and who have you written for? can you link the fic you did do? sorry for all the questions 😆

This is my whopping ONE TRR fic: Fix You. It's Olivia/Riley - and I would love to write Olivia/Riley because I soooo wish she would have been an LI. I guess Olivia is sort of my Tobias in TRR land lol

But I would consider Drake/MC or Liam/MC too. I loved the story.

It's sort of scary to try to write in other fandoms, but I may try. My friend sent me an Olivia x Riley ask like 6 mos ago that's still sitting there (but she still loves me!) lol

#asks #asks answered #choices #trr

[ao3feed-ateez]

Survive

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/s71ueP5 by flamio_1_2 Crack story with adventures, action and lots of laughs. We don’t intend to offend anyone, it’s just work of fiction and it’s for entertainment purposes only. We kindly ask readers to not hate on anyone in this book whether it’s because of story or current events in real life. Thank you. Words: 50, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, ENHYPEN (Band), TOMORROW X TOGETHER | TXT (Korea Band), SEVENTEEN (Band), Monsta X (Band), Stray Kids (Band), ATEEZ (Band), ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band), TWICE (Band), LOONA (Korea Band), (여자)아이들 | (G)I-DLE, IVE (Band), LE SSERAFIM (Band), NewJeans (Korea Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Namjoon | RM, Lee Heeseung, Nishimura Riki | Ni-ki, Yang Jungwon (ENHYPEN), Sim Jaeyun | Jake, Park Sunghoon (ENHYPEN), Kim Sunoo (ENHYPEN), Park Jongseong | Jay, Kang Yeosang, Choi Yeonjun, Lee Jihoon | Woozi, Choi San (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Chwe Hansol | Vernon, Lee Chan | Dino, Xu Minghao | The8, Wen Junhui | Jun, Lee Seokmin | DK, Huening Kai, Kang Taehyun, Choi Soobin, Chae Hyungwon, Yoo Kihyun, Shen Quanrui | Ricky, Kim Jiwoong (ZEROBASEONE), Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Seo Changbin, Son Hyeju | Olivia Hye, Park Chaewon | Go Won, Im Yeojin, Im Nayeon, Myoui Mina, Minatozaki Sana, Chou Tzuyu, Cho Miyeon, Yeh Shuhua, Song Yuqi, Jang Wonyoung (IVE), Kim Jiwon | Liz, Huh Yunjin, Hong Eunchae, Phạm Ngọc Hân | Hanni, Mo Jihye | Danielle, Kim Minji (NewJeans) Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Lee Jihoon | Woozi/Min Yoongi | Suga, Huening Kai/Kang Taehyun, Chwe Hansol | Vernon/Lee Chan | Dino, Wen Junhui | Jun/Xu Minghao | The8, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Im Nayeon/Myoui Mina, Mo Jihye | Danielle/Phạm Ngọc Hân | Hanni, Jang Wonyoung/Kim Jiwon | Liz read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/s71ueP5

#ao3feed #ateez fic #ateez rpf #ateez fanfic #kpop rpf

[lebrisereve]

1999 /// MUSIC

Underworld - Beaucoup Fish

April March - Chrominance Decoder

Departure Lounge - Out Of Here

Arab Strap - Elephant Shoe

Beck - Midnite Vultures

Le Tigre - Le Tigre

Charles Douglas - The Lives of Charles Douglas

Stereolab – Cobra And Phases Group Play Voltage In The Milky Night

Death In Vegas - The Contino Sessions

The Chemical Brothers - Surrender

THE HERBALISER /// VERY MERCENARY

Mellow - Another Mellow Winter

Les Rythmes Digitales - Darkdancer

Mogwai - Come on Die Young

The Magnetic Fields - 69 Songs of Love

Pavement - Terror Twilight

The Flaming Lips - The Soft Bulletin

Dominique A - Remué

Plaid - Restproof Clockwork

Jim O'Rourke - Eureka

Blur – 13

Gus Gus – This Is Normal

Make Up – Save Yourself

Papa M – Live From A Shark Cage

The Ladybug Transistor - The Albermarle Sound

Migala - Asi Duele Un Verano

Spearmint - A Week Away

Sigur Ros - Ágætis byrjun

Tricky - Juxtapose

Birdie - Some Dusty

Super Furry Animals - Guerrilla

Smog - Knock Knock

Bonnie Prince Billy - Now I See a Darkness

The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Bring it All Back Home Again

Kevin Rowland - My Beauty

Dot Allison – Afterglow

Aphex Twin - Windowlicker

…And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead – Madonna

The Herbaliser - Very Mercenary

Hefner - The Fidelity Wars

Rinoçérose - Installation Sonore

AND OTHERS

Wheat – Hope And Adams

Kevin Rowland – My Beauty

The Charlatans – Us And Us Only

Beth Orton – Central Reservation

Suede – Head Music

Olivia Tremor Control – Black Foliage

Tindersicks – Simple Pleasure

Low – Secret Name

Add N To X – Avant Hard

Ian Brown – Golden Greats

Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci – Spanish Dance Troupe

The Auteurs – How I Learned To Love The Bootboys

Campag Velocet - Bon Chic Bon Genre

Lali Puna - Tridecoder

Wilco - Summerteeth

Moby - Play

The Beta Band - The 3 eps

Archive - Take my Head

Helena Noguerra - Projet Bikini

Mr Oizo - Analog Worms Attack

Alex Gopher - You, My Baby and I

Squarepusher - Music is rotted one note

Mos Def - Black on Both Sides

Quannum - Spectrum

Merz - Merz

Daniel Johnston - Rejected Unknown

DEATH IN VEGAS /// THE CONTINO SESSIONS