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russellsppttemplates · 9 months

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Spiders should be pink (Mick Schumacher)

Mick is more than happy to answer all of Mila's questions

Note: english is not my first language. this is a long piece that I hope will get the interactions back up (I love getting your requests and overall having you interact with the posts and having some random thoughts shared too!), so I hope you enjoy this piece that was mainly inspired by conversations I've had with my four year old cousin lately.

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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"It should be okay, but I'll talk to him just to be sure. And if for some reason there isn't a way, I can go to yours for the weekend", you said over the phone before bidding goodbye and ending the call.

Your cousin was going on a work trip with her husband, since they worked for the same company, and since your aunt and uncle were also our of town, she wanted to know if you were available to look after their daughter Mila for an overnight stay. It was all fine by you since you had the weekend free, but you still had to check in with your boyfriend since it was the place you shared with him and if he didn't mind having Mila, your four year second cousin.

"Mick", you called after looking inside the home gym and entering, seeing he was already stretching on the mat, "Liebling", he replied back, signalling you had his attention even though he was not looking at you, "my cousin needs me to watch Mila for the weekend, and I was wondering if it was okay if the came to stay with us", you began, "I can go and stay at their place, too. They leave on a saturday morning and come back by the end of Sunday", you explained.

Getting up and grabbing his towell, your sweaty boyfriend made his way to you, "of course she can come over and spend the weekend here. You think she'll be okay with it being a new space for her? For me it's fine, I have no problem having little Mila over", he smiled sweetly, "I think she'll be fine, I'll probably just need to keep some things away from her hands, and maybe check if there are any sharp corners that she can easily knock into", you mused, thinking about the way the furniture sat when you felt Mick's hands on your waist, "can we do that after we go for a shower?", he said, nipping on your neck before looking up at you for confirmation to go further, tapping your butt so you could jump and circle his waist with your legs, "I would like that very much, my love", you said, latching to him despite the sweaty clothes and letting him take you to the bathroom.

You and Mick wake up a little bit earlier than usual, just wanting to check if everything was fine and safe to have Mila over for her overnight say before you made breakfast for you and Mick while you waited for them to drop her off, "she must be so grown up, I remember the photos you showed me of her when she was little, and when we went to her birthday, was it last year? I think so, I remember the number three balloons", Mick mused, "she is, and she's very curious and witty too!".

"That must be them", you said getting up once you heard the bell ring, Mick following you as you headed to the door to meet them, "Hello, Mila! How are you, bug?", you asked once the little girl started running to you, arms open so you took the hint to catch her, "I'm good! Am I really going to spend some time with you?", she said before she noticed Mick, "hello", she waved her little hand, earning a wave back from your boyfriend when he was done greeting your cousin and her husband, "I remember you, you're Y/N's boyfriend!", she said excitedly, waving at him a lot more confidently now.

After sorting a few things with your cousin, she bid her parents goodbye with a small tear in her eye, not wanting you to see her sadness from being away from her parents.

"Mila, do you want to go see our dog?", Mick asked, thinking that maybe a distraction would do her some good. "You have a dog too?", she asked, looking up at Mick, "yes, have you not met Angie before?", your boyfriend replied, earning a shake from her head, figuring that all of the times you had been with her was either with your family or whenever the Australian Shepherd travelled with him. "Well, you can meet Angie now, she's probably asleep in the living room", you noted, guiding her by placing a hand on her back and heading to the room, seeing Angie indeed laid down by the sofa, ears alert at a new person in the house, "Angie, we want you to meet Mila", Mick, who was right behind you, said, going up to the dog just in case she had a different reaction than expected, being met instead with a happy Angie, looking at Mila and sniffing her hand.

"I have a dog, too. But he's not like her", Mila began, "he's really tall and white with some black spots!", she said, stretching her arms in hopes of showing you and Mick how big her dog really was, "and he's not fluffy like you, Angie, you're like a pillow!", she finished excitedly, stroking Angie's fur. "Do you have a dalmatian?", Mick asked, crouching down so he was at her eye level, "I don't know how he's called, I call him Alfred. But he's not like those on TV, you know the movie with many of them? Alfred has a spot here, here and here only, it's not all over him", she said, nor growing more comfortable with Mick as she pointed to a few spots on his arms and legs, smiling up at him to see him smiling at ther already.

You showed Mila the house, so she would feel more at ease at to know where everything was, Angie trailing right behind her, "Why do you have white hair?", Mila turned around to look at Mick, stunning you both with the question, "because my hair is very light like that", your boyfriend tried to explain to the best of his ability, "and can't you have brown hair like Y/N? Or a little yellow like me?", she pulled a curl from her head, the hair bouncing right back to its place once she let go of it, "but you look a lot like my grandpa, and he is cute too!", she said before looking at you, "I need to pee", Mila announced, "there is a bathroom right here", you opened the door, "do you need my help?", you asked, "I'm a big girl, I don't need it".

Opening and then closing the door for her, you waited for the little girl outside just in case she needed something from you, "she called you an old man", you chuckled at Mick before he giggled too, "what was I supposed to say to her? But at least I'm a cute old man to her", he nudged you, "that you certainly are, a very cute and handsome man", you smiled before kissing his lips, just in time to hear the little girl call for you, "Mick! Y/N! I'm too little to reach the sink to wash my hands!", she said, making you open the door, "can I climb on Angie to reach the sink?", she smiled hopefully at you, accepting her fate when you picked her up so she would be in line with the tap.

Deciding to go outside after a great lunch of pasta and tomato sauce, Mila's eyes sparkled when she saw a swing on the garden, "can we go on there, please?", she asked you both, kicking her legs so she could make her way to the swings, needing you to hold it still so she could climb, "hold your hands here for safety, okay?", you said before you started pushing her, Mick sitting in the bench that was near, noticing a spiderweb on the wooden part, grabbing a leaf to lead the spider to safety, "thank you, Mick, I don't like spiders", Mila said, "you're scared of them?", you asked while you pushed her swing, helping her go back and forth, "yes, they're brown and black and ew", she squirmed, making you two laugh, "would you like them another colour? Why aren't spiders pink?"

"I like purple too", she said, pointing to her swimsuit under her dress that she insisted on putting on right after lunch, "and blue too! Like your eyes? Why are they blue?", she questioned as she left the swing and moved to climb up the slide, going down on it and standing on its end so she could be a bit closer to Mick's face and inspect his eyes, "because my mom and my dad have blue eyes so I also have blue eyes", he said, "And my mama has blue eyes and my papa has brown eyes, so I have brown eyes, that fits", she mused, changing to another topic.

It was approaching evening time, and you were still all outside after a afternoon spent swimming, "Can I go on the pool now?", Mila asked and you looked at her, "you might get to cold going fully in", you reasoned with her, "how about I just wet my feet then?", she asked, tempting you to say yes to her, eventually nodding your head, "okay, let's go then", you said, getting up and holding her hand, "Mick, c'mon, I want you to come with us, too!", she urged, using her other hand to call him over to the wide tiled steps of the pool to join you two.

Sitting on the edge, the three of you had your feet in the water and Mila was behaving surprisingly well until she found out she was able to walk along the stairs, going between you and Mick, "I know what you're trying to do, missy", you tickled her once she sat down, cheeks pink as you called her out, "and what was I going to do?", she replied, "you're trying to get your legs wet above your knee, then your thigh and before we know it, you're going to be inside", you said, her smile faltering as she understood you had actually read her plan.

Moving next to Mick, she went to whisper in his ear, "how did she know I wanted to do that?", making your boyfriend giggle, "Y/N's really smart, you know?", he reasoned with her, making them both look at you, "I think it's time we head inside to go for a bath, hm?", you tried, Mick taking advantage of the fact that she was sitting in his lap, holding her as he got up so you could leave, heading inside for a bath to wash the day off while your boyfriend got dinner started.

"Mick! Me and Y/N had a bath with bubbles!", Mila said after she got down the last step of the stairs, announcing it to him as he checked the oven, "Oh, did you now? You smell really nice!", he complimented, "it's my princess bubbles, mama got them for me!", she pointed to you, "she smells like it too!", she smiled. Mick saw you walk down the stairs too, towells in hand so you could put them in the laundry room, "you smell like princesses too, liebling?", he asked, "Oh, like the most beautiful princesses, that's for sure", you chuckled, amused at their conversation, "you can be a princess too, Y/N, you're pretty like them", she reasoned, hugging your legs, "thank you, little one, you're very pretty too. I bet Belle is jealous of you", you smiled, combing her freshly washed curls with your fingers, "if you want to go have a shower now, I'll look after her and dinner, too", you said, noticing Mila running towards the living room and hearing her call for your dog.

"The food is in the oven, it should take a while", he said, kissing your forehead and making his way upstairs, "MICK! You can use my princess bubbles if you want to!", Mila yelled, making Mick chuckle at the little girl's energy, never faltering even after a full day of playing and swimming.

"Y/N, do you want to make bracelets with me?", she said, bringing out a kit with colourful beads and threads, "sure! Come here to the table so we can organise them here", you said, allowing her to sit on top of your crisscrossed legs while you measured and placed all the beads in the bracelet like you wanted.

"Do you like to share a house with Mick?", Mila asked you, "yes, I do. Why do you ask?", you questioned, wanting to know where her curiosity came from, "Well, bec- Mick! You're back! Do you like sharing a house with Y/N?", she asked him as soon as she saw him join you again in the living room. Mick sat next to you, "I do, yes", he said sweetly, "why?", Mila asked him like she had asked you, "because I like to spend time with her, because I can make things for her when she doesn't have the time, -", he began, "like when she doesn't know where her shoes are and you give her them? Or when she needs someone to get her cough syrup?", she reasoned, probable thinking about how her parents, the people she shares a house with, are with her, "yes, all of those things", Mick chuckled, grabbing a thread so he could too make some bracelets, "There, now you, me and Y/N have matching bracelets!", Mila announced, placing a bracelet in your wrist and one in Mick's, "you both have a heart, look! Because you live together!".

After dinner, while Mick offered to tidy the rest of the kitchen while you went up to change into pyjamas, "Mick, Mick, Mick!", Mila yelled as she ran to the living room, "Look!", she pointed to herself once she was in front of him, "my pyjamas have Minnie and Mickey on them!", she said, pointing to you once you reached them, sitting next to your boyfriend, "you can be Mickey, because your name is the same, and Y/N can be Minnie!", she said before she climbed up the sofa, sitting on your lap while she looked at the TV, "we're going to see a movie?", she asked, recognising the frames on the TV, "yes. Do you like any of these?", Mick asked her a he flipped through them.

You ended up watching the 101 Dalmatians, Mila claiming it was for Angie to get to know her friend Alfred until they could meet in real life, the little girl falling asleep holding onto you like a little koala, arms around your torso with her head snuggled on your chest, "the day tired her out, hm?", Mick said in a low voice.

Chuckling, you combed her curly hair before doing the same to your boyfriend's hair, "it did, and you? She didn't take up all your batteries with her insane questions?", you smiled, forever grateful of having him in your life, and especially to see your family get along nicely with him. "She's fine with that. It's so cool to see her be curious about everything, and she's a really sweet girl too", your boyfriend said.

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vaspider · 6 months

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It's time to talk about Mila. At the end, there will be pictures and video.

Monthly update!

Well, I guess it's every 3 weeks, really. That's the first adjustment - Mila's treatments have been adjusted to every 21 days. They're working and keeping her steady right now, which is all we can ask.

The oncologist was pleased with her status when he saw her last Friday. She took her most recent chemo treatment at home on Saturday & will be getting bloodwork on this coming Saturday, which is also Evie's birthday.

That was one of my goals - I really hoped she'd make it to Evie's birthday, which is a few weeks before her own birthday in the last week of November. I'm really hopeful at this point that Mila will get to turn 7. (Trying not to hex it by thinking about it too hard, tbh.)

We're in Miracle Time now. This is time that we KNOW we wouldn't have had without your help - six weeks is really the outside of how long dogs survive on just steroids - and it feels like a miracle.

She's pigging out every day, and we're letting her. As long as she wants to eat, we're gonna let her, and boy, she WANTS to eat. Mila is getting a chubby tummy and it's the best thing. She's happy and hungry and pretty much only wants for Emet to lay on the shop couch so she can lay on their chest.

We're gonna treasure that.

I mean, look at this tummy.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I'm going to adjust the goal upwards for Mila's next treatment. If you can help, wonderful. If not... thank you. You all have helped us so much.

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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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S*x education: Better Times (Lando Norris)

Part 17. Things keep moving and everything is changing, but there are better times coming.

MASTERLIST.

Previous part: Serious Talks and Possibilities.

Note: a good way to get back into writing again. There are good things coming. (PIC)

"What do you mean?"

"Norris lost power and has stopped the car too"

I let an ironic laugh out and leaned my head back. Our teams trying to keep us apart and the cars they built breaking down only a few meters apart.

"What a birthday celebration" I muttered as I climbed down my car. He was only a few meters away and made a funny gesture when he saw me there. I laughed although he could see me nor hear me.

We both walked away from the cars and were told to wait in a corner.

"Do you think Frederick will get angry if I stand to close?" I joked.

After that night at his house with Mila something felt different. Lando and I had been messaging. It was stupid, just a few memes or random stuff like happened (like me forgetting my Patrick Star panties on the hotel and him being all sad). But I felt hope. I didn't feel as if I had lost him anymore.

"I think we should actually stand back by back, I don't want them to think we are flirting" He answered and made me laugh.

We sat together on the barrier.

"Hey, what happened to your car?" He asked.

"Engine failure."

"Fuck"

"And you?"

"Power"

"Happy Birthday, I suppose" I said looking at him through my helmet. I saw his face squishing in a smile under the helmet and my heart beat faster. I love him so much.

"Yeah. I was hoping to celebrate and all. I suppose food poisoning and DNF are better plans"

I wanted to reach for his hand and grab it, but I stopped myself for the sake of my future. But there was something in me, something telling me to go forward.

"Are you... Are you taking the flight tonight?"

"Yes"

"At 23.45?"

He nodded.

"Me too" I bit my lip and thanked the helmet.

He nodded slowly.

"Maybe we can swap seats with someone and..."

"On a plane?" He asked "What if..."

I felt my heart sinking.

"Yeah, true."

"I'm sorry, YN"

The car arrived and we both got in it, parting ways once we were in the pits.

"I'm so happy for you, so so happy" I said hugging George as tightly as I could. "You deserve it so much and I'm incredibly proud"

He smiled at me with big eyes full of tears.

"I want you on the podium with me for the next time"

I nodded fast with tears in my eyes too.

When I was undressing, Sarah knocked at my door. I felt a shiver down my spine.

"Bad news?"

"I wouldn't call them bad"

I sighed. "Then?"

She showed me her iPad. Lando and I sat on the barriers and chatted together for long minutes while our cars were being pulled out of the place.

"And?"

"Well, the comments..."

lando4.fan: YN and Lando are made for each other.

YNYSNfanbase: Look at that, destiny.

lnxynfan: Both cars break down only 200 meters away from each other, i call it relationship goals.

landoismyhusband: She probably stopped on purpose.

↪ YNYSNfanbase: And why the fcuk would she do that?

I chuckled. "Well, at least they don't hate me"

"Frederic wants to talk to you, though"

I groaned and leaned back.

"Why? What have I done?"

"I don't know. I'm getting tired of this."

I looked at her.

"Do you really think we can win this?"

She sighed and sat next to me.

"I'm trying really hard. I can't promise anything, though?"

I nodded.

"Thank you for all of this. I could have just used Tinder and met a barman or something"

We both laughed.

"I think that would be worst."

I smiled and she took my hand.

"Lando is special, right? All of this is worth it."

"Yes" I bit my lip and blushed. "I think he is the one. We... We had just confessed when you appeared and everything exploded"

"Oh YN..."

"Bad timing, I suppose"

"There will be better times. I can promise you that"

"Really?" I felt tears in my eyes.

"Yes. I'm fighting hard for it"

"Thank you very much, Sarah. Really"

"Now. Let's go"

Lando's POV.

Sylvie sat next to me.

"People want you and YN together" She said with a sigh.

"I have seen it" I whispered. We were waiting for the plane. We had the seat together, that's why I had told no to YN. Sylvie was flying with me and I couldn't tell my girlfriend to seat somewhere else.

"We should post something." She gave me a sad look.

"Yeah. C-could you?"

She nodded.

She tagged me and I reposted it with a little heart emoji, then I put my phone back in the bag and sighed. It was awful. I didn't want to hate Sylvie, but every second of this stupid pretending thing was worst. She was nice and understood the situation, but every time we had to hug or hold hands, I felt more and more uncomfortable. I just wanted it to be over.

Then the plane arrived and we got on it. The first thing I saw when we arrived at the first class was her hair. She had her own merch cap on, backwards and kept her hair under control. I sighed.

Daniel was chatting with her, he had the camera in her hand and told her to smile. She did and I felt my heart clenching. I wanted to do that. I wanted to be the one taking pictures.

"See, beautiful"

"Not more than Valterri, though" She answered while peeking over to see the screen.

"That's impossible. You are the ugly driver in Alfa"

She punched Danny's shoulder and rolled her eyes.

I fucking miss her so much.

Then she turned around and the smile disappeared.

I looked away and moved to my seat. The flight was awful because I could hear her laughing and chatting with other drivers close to her.

"Lando"

I looked at Sylvie.

"What?"

"Is there really something you can do?" She took my hand and I wanted to pull away. "You are miserable like this"

I sighed.

"I'm not sure. I know her management team is working on it, but mine says there is nothing we can do on our side. She was the only one getting the consequences."

"You are stuck here with me and I can perfectly see you don't want to."

"Sylvie..."

"It's fine, Lando. It's not real. They are paying me for this"

I looked down at our hands together.

"I really love her, Sylvie. Just that"

"I know. We should break up once the season is over. And you could spend the break with her"

"Hidden on a dessert island maybe"

She smiled.

"Well, it's something. There will be better times. It's just too new."

Your POV.

Walking back from the toilet, I looked to the right, to Lando's seat. There he was sleeping with his girlfriend on his shoulder. I bit my lip and tried to not cry. She was the reason we couldn't seat together. Obviously her.

"It's fake." Danny said once I sat.

"I know"

"Then?"

"I told him we could sit together"

He gave me sad eyes.

"He loves you."

"I know"

"He doesn't like Sylvie. Like, as a person she is nice. Not a bad girl, Heidi knows her for a while and she is fine. But Lando hates spending time with her"

"Why do I feel better?"

"Because it's what you want to hear."

I smiled a bit.

"Am I a bad person?"

"No. You team are a bunch of dicks"

"Yes, they are. They are all actually a bunch of misogynist cunts."

He gasped.

"Sorry, I didn't want to ruin the vibe" I said smiling.

He rolled his eyes and slapped my knee.

"Bitch"

"Moron"

"Kids, I want to sleep"

"Sorry, Val," I said giggling.

"Yeah, sorry grandpa"

I leaned back on my headrest and looked at Daniel.

"He is not doing right, huh?"

"He manages."

"Well... I'm not much better. Like, I know I still have him. And we talk and everything. But I miss him madly"

"You should do something"

"Like what?"

"Meet? I don't know. Your thing is weird. Maybe have some fun. He is technically not cheating. And... Have they forbidden you to fuck drivers?"

"Not explicitly"

"Well. If it's not written in the contract..."

I rolled my eyes.

"Plus. It's fun to break the rules"

I laughed.

"Is it?"

He nodded.

"Have you?"

"A couple of times" He gave me a Daniel Ricciardo smile and I chuckled.

"Good. Then..."

"Just thinking, it's something Daniel Ricciardo would do"

"Yeah, the advice is not as good as you may think"

"Listen to me for once"

"Okay, okay"

I did. I listened to him. I took notes and once I was alone in my hotel room I took my phone.

Me: hey.

Lando: hi

Me: i'm tired of this shit

Lando: so I am, missy

Me: well?

Lando: well?

Me: is there something you want to learn about?

Lando: missy...

Me: room 236.

hi. I'm back (kind of). I hope you liked this litte part and just tell me if I forgot to add someone on the taglist because I had many people asking.

Next part: I'm here.

Taglist: @xgallysonegoodlung @lcuppo@ophcelia @damnyourlife @hannahholland1811 @somanyfandomsbruh @incalescentheart @storysf1ferrari @honethatty12 @pleasantducktimetravel

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sassy-ahsoka-tano · 2 years

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Rainy Days - Professor Butler Pt. II

Character/Fandom: Austin Butler

Requested: yes! - several of y'all asked for part 2 haha

Prompt: You've been seeing Professor Butler for several months now, and you're getting tired of all this sneaking around. Is he gonna grow a pair and commit or not? [ Fem!Reader ]

TW: None!

Rating: Pg-13 || Word Count: 4061

A/N: this is the ghost of mila since i'll be at a work event when this is posted lmao 👻

happy birthday to the sexiest man alive 2022 🥴🥴 i hope y'all enjoy part 2. also i did not know that Agnetha from ABBA was dead and i am...very sad about that

Read part one here!

🦋 mila

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You spritz yourself one last time with perfume before hectically grabbing the strap to your purse and blasting out the door. You’re running late to meet your…well, you aren’t really sure what he is to you. He’s everything and nothing at the same time. As far as everyone else is concerned, he’s professor to you. But in private, in the quiet moments when it’s just you and he, he’s so much more than that. Boyfriend, lover, friend with benefits. You aren’t sure what title fits your relationship best. And never have you used any of those words to describe him. Boyfriend is too formal, lover too sexual, and friend with benefits too distant. He is your…your Austin. That’s the only word that feels right to say. And as you glance at your watch, you realize just how late you are to meet him.

You sprint across the street and a car beeps at you. You throw up a hand and mutter a ‘sorry’ even though you know they can’t hear you. After you round the corner to get to a bridge, you stop and take a moment to collect yourself. You brush your hair back and push it into place, straighten your clothes, dab some sweat from your forehead. You take a few deep breaths to calm your racing heart that’s beating out of your chest, not from the sprint to the park but from the thought of getting to see him again. No matter how many times you do this, how many times you meet him for your - what’s become a weekly - walk through the park just off-campus, you never stop feeling like you’re sneaking around. You never stop getting that adrenaline rush that comes with doing something forbidden. Perhaps that’s because there is always a chance, just a small one, that someone will recognize the two of you together.

You smile as you approach your usual meeting place: a fountain in the middle of the park, a secluded area where you’ve never actually seen another person besides the two of you. Even from the back, you can tell the figure sitting on the bench is him, his gorgeous blonde curls reflecting the golden rays of afternoon sunlight. You peer over his shoulder to see a book flapped open on his lap, as usual, and bite your lip at how academic he is. How handsome he is just doing the thing he loves most. You always cherish these moments, and you’ve gotten very good at picking them up after pining after him in class for so long. These candid moments of him just…existing. You’ve never seen a man exist so charmingly before. You slink up behind him, making sure to be as quiet as possible, and throw your arms around his chest. You allow your lips to hover by his ear.

“Hi Aus,” you whisper in a low voice.

When his head jerks up from the words on the novel’s page, you can tell your surprise attack was successful. You take advantage of the distraction, running your fingers across the half-open flap of his dress shirt. He chuckles deeply and tilts his head back, a handsome smirk resting on his lips. He reaches up to remove his sunglasses, pushing the golden locks aside with the frames. His other hand moves to rest on your arm, stroking your skin with his thumb.

“Hey you,” he responds. “You’re late.”

“Fashionably,” you roll your eyes.

“You were never late to my class,” he counters.

“I would never disrespect the curriculum like that.”

He lifts your arms over his head, still holding onto them as he uses his thick thighs to push himself to stand. He turns, holding you out at arm's length to take you in. You’ve worn your favorite sundress today, one that you know makes your breasts look amazing. You know he’s noticed that when his eyes drop down to your breasts and then return to your eyes.

“What about this curriculum?” he asks, jerking you toward him. You crash into his chest and giggle, sliding your hands up the shirt and onto the nape of his neck, absentmindedly playing with the extra curly hair there. He leans down, gently brushing his lips against yours. You smirk against him, darting your tongue out to touch his lips before you lean back.

“Oh, I prefer the internship portion of this curriculum. You know, the practicum component where I get to put my skills to work.”

He smirks before pulling you taut against him and crashing his mouth down onto yours. He slips his tongue between your lips, wet and warm as it traces figures along your sensitive skin. You moan into his mouth, your fingers crawling their way into his hair. His hands slip to your ass and he hoists you up onto his hips, walking backward until your back hits what you assume to be the trunk of a tree. You moan again as his hips press into yours. You bite onto his bottom lip, pulling it out and he groans in response before releasing your lips.

“You’ve been studying, baby,” he growls, breathless. “A+.”

You just smirk and hop down. He intertwines his fingers into yours, spinning you around to his side. He snatches his book up, and you start on the path that you’ve trodden so many times before. You both know it by heart now, so you can focus your whole attention on each other.

“What are you reading, Aus?” you ask, gesturing to the book.

“Agnetha Faltskog - The Girl With the Golden Hair.”

He flips the book to show you the cover depicting a beautiful blonde woman. You smile.

“Who’s that?”

“She was one of the members of ABBA. Unfortunately, she died not too long ago, so I wanted to read more about her. It’s very interesting so far.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. I love ABBA.”

“They’re one of my favorites. They were certainly a talented group and they produced tons and tons of hits.”

“Enough for two movies and a musical,” you reply with a chuckle, and he laughs. “Hey…”

You stop, glancing down a path that you both gloss by every time you take this walk. You point toward it, pulling on his arm.

“Why don’t we go this way?”

Austin shrugs and redirects his steps to go down the path you’ve chosen. You get back to talking about ABBA and what he’s reading. Then, you talk about what you’re reading and doing. You trudge along the path, making conversation until you start to hear noises in the distance. Your eyes tear themselves away from Austin’s for the first time in a while to notice that you’re approaching a clearing in the woods.

As you emerge into the clearing, the sounds of old 80s music and roller skates on wood flood into your ears. An outdoor roller rink. You smile and point. Austin nods but as you take a step closer you feel him release your fingers and, just out of the corner of your eye, you watch as he shoves his hand into his pocket. For some reason, a sense of embarrassment seeps into your chest.

He does this frequently. Whenever you’re out in public where other people might see you, actually. You know that Austin lives in constant fear of being found out and tattled on by a student or a faculty member. So far, you’ve accepted and lived with it since you understand the risk it poses to his career. But you won’t lie and say that it doesn’t bother you. Actually, as you walk toward the rink to look closer, your brain starts to run through all the times he’d released your fingers, distanced himself from you, he even acted like he didn’t know you on one risky close encounter. It’s a bit embarrassing for you, especially since you’re sure that anyone can see the adoration you hold for him on your face. As you step up to the rink, you’re starting to get a little pissed off, actually. You glance over at him to see a dumb smile playing on his lips as if everything is just dandy. In the afternoon light of the day, he looks so handsome.

But you kinda wanna punch him in the face right now. You should be able to grab his face and kiss him, snuggle underneath his arm, hold his hand. You’re basically a couple…aren’t you? Suddenly, your body is overwhelmed with the need to know if what you feel for him is returned. Until this moment you haven’t questioned it, but now…

Your fingers dance along the banister and onto his fingers. You grab at them, but he snakes them away and shoots you a look like a parent would to a disobedient child. You clench your jaw and then try again, this time sliding your entire body in front of him. He steps back, away from you, and shakes his head.

“Don’t do that.”

You can tell by his tone and body language that he’s starting to get irritated. Good. You smirk, your fingers traveling to his belt loops and hooking into them to yank him against you.

“What? I just wanna be close to you. Don’t you wanna be close to me?”

You press your chest into his and drop your hands to his pelvis, curving them ever so close to his crotch. He sighs deeply, moving his fingers to your shoulders and attempting to push you off of him. But you stay clinging to him, refusing to be removed.

“Come onnnnnn. Just one little kissie. No one will even notice.”

He falters for a moment, and you can practically see the conflict in his eyes, a mixture of disappointment and temptation. He wants you, you can tell, but he doesn’t know if he should take you. Although your heart is racing with the embarrassment of your actions, you’re just so tired of hiding. You could never say it out loud, but you’re pretty sure that you’re in love with this man. You’re not expecting a marriage proposal or anything like that but just some recognition would be nice. You just want to flaunt him, show the whole world that he’s yours.

You hook your finger into the belt loop of his pants and yank him harder against you as your other hand pulls down on his neck. You strain your own neck upward, pushing your chin out to try desperately to connect your lips to his. He begins to move down toward you, but his head jerks back harshly and hands fly to your wrists, sternly removing them from his body. He pushes you back, holding you at arm's length again.

“No. I’ve told you no before. We just can’t do it. It’s inappropriate. That was the deal when we first got together. I told you that we wouldn’t be able to tell anyone, at least not until you graduate in May. I’m sorry, but I can’t risk either or both of us getting into trouble with the university.”

You stare up at him, the unfeeling coldness in his eyes making your fingers clench into fists at your sides. As you calculate your next movement, splats of chilling rain begin to fall onto your skin. You aren’t completely sure what overcomes you, but you find yourself reaching out and firmly shoving his chest. He stumbles back a few steps, his eyes widening and mouth popping open with shock.

“How can you treat me like this?” you shout. “Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don’t like sneaking around and hiding? Did my feelings ever even cross your mind?” You know that what you’re saying is bullshit, but you say it anyway. “No, I’m sure they didn’t. You don’t want us to get in trouble with the university? Us, Austin? Or you?? Don’t think I haven’t heard the gossip that you’re up for tenure already. God forbid the university board should find out that you’re having an affair with me. Bye-bye tenure. That’s the real reason isn’t it?”

“Don’t be petty, Y/N. Of course that’s not the reason. But I just can’t go around shouting to the world that I’m fucking a student,” he spits back.

“So that’s all I am to you, then? Just some student you’re fucking?? I’m just some kind of sugar baby to you, is that it? Someone to pass the time with, something to use?”

“No!” he yells back, taking a step forward so that he’s towering over you. You stick your neck out, challenging him.

“Then what the hell am I to you?”

“Y/N…”

“No, answer my question. What am I to you? Am I your girlfriend or not?”

He says nothing, and you can tell that he’s trying to contain his emotions in the presence of the other people around, some of which could be faculty or students.

“Answer. Me. Austin.”

He stays quiet, his eyes flicking around to take in all the bystanders who are beginning to notice your little quabble thanks to the volume of your voice.

“Fucking answer the question, Austin!” you yell even louder, reaching out to shove him again. “Just say it. Say I’m your girlfriend. Say it!”

“You’re not my girlfriend!!”

His sudden shift in tone shocks you, and you feel heat crawling into your cheeks as you glance around at all the observers watching your drama go down. When you glare back at his eyes, they flash with a moment of concern and guilt. He says nothing and realization begins to dawn on you.

“Whatever. You know what, I don’t care. I’m leaving. Don’t contact me, and I’ll drop your stupid class. Goodbye, Professor Butler. I hope you enjoy your tenure.”

You spin on your heel too quickly for him to respond. You know that nothing you’ve said is true nor does it make any logical sense. But you are so infuriated, so frustrated, so enraged that you just want to be anywhere but next to him. The rain begins to fall harder. And harder. And harder. The drops are freezing cold and you find it ironic. The timing. It’s almost as if you have started the downpour that’s ensuing.

In a matter of moments, what are just a few raindrops pitter-pattering here and there turn into a full-fledged shower. You cross your arms over your chest, shivering as your skin and dress start to soak through. You trudge through the grass which is quickly becoming a muddy mess, not caring what you might look like. You’re pretty sure you’re crying but with the raindrops trickling down your cheeks, you can’t be sure. Just as you’re about to cross the street, you feel someone’s hand on your arm. Whirling around with rage, you raise your arm to strike whatever is clutching onto you.

Austin’s open palm wraps around your wrist to stop it from colliding with his perfect face. You cower as soon as you make eye contact with him, immediately recognizing the fury in his face. His grip on your wrist is firm but not painful.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he growls, and you’re thrown back to all the times in the past few months that you’ve been with Austin. The times that he’d fucked your brains out with eyes like that. The first time that you’d slept together, when he had asked you that exact same question.

“Going back to my dorm so I can get drunk off my ass and update my Tinder profile,” you say, half-joking and maybe half-not.

“Y/N, don’t be like this. Why can’t you just understand? I need this job.”

“Do you? Do you need it more than you need me? Cause if so, then I guess all this bullshit in the past few months has been for nothing.”

You try to pull away, but his hand snakes onto your waist, pulling you against him.

“I need it because of you, don’t you understand? I want to be able to help you! Your student loans, your books, food! Whatever you need. I want to be able to provide for you!”

You have to admit that the sentiment makes your heart flutter for a moment, but you push that feeling down. You’re enjoying the power of your anger too much and making him feel guilty is way too fun.

“You don’t need to provide for me,” you shout. “That’s why I’m getting a fucking college degree. So I can provide for myself.”

You turn to stalk away but whirl back around when something occurs to you.

“So that is it, then? I am just some kind of sugar baby to you. You disgust me.”

This time around, with the combination of your rage and impatience, you’re strong enough to rip away from his grasp. You stomp quickly across the wet sidewalk, splashing puddles of muddy and dirty water up onto your legs.

“You’re not my fucking sugar baby,” suddenly Austin is right next to you. Damn his long legs. You try to speed up, but this is pretty much the fastest you can physically walk and you just have no chance against Austin’s lanky figure. He’s matching your pace with every step.

“Then why won’t you say that I’m your girlfriend? Make up your mind, Austin. I can’t keep sneaking around and waiting for you to accept me. To be proud of me. To show me off. It’s embarrassing to have to tell everyone I’m single when I’m not. I’m embarrassed that you don’t want to show me off. Is there something wrong with me? What, am I not good enough for your hoity-toity professor friends?”

“No. That’s not it. You’re very, very bright and an amazing person. We both know that-”

“Then why? Why won’t you accept me? Why do we have to continue to hide? I hate this. I hate lying to my parents, my friends, the people who are closest to me. Because you know what?? I want to tell them. I want to tell everyone. I want everyone to know. I lo…I like you so much. So so much, and I can’t tell anyone about it! No one!”

You’re definitely crying now. At this point, you’ve both stopped in the middle of the street. Your fists are splayed out behind you to offset the force of your screams. You’re breathing heavily, between the fast walking, the crying, the freezing rain shaking your body, and the anger. Shockingly, not a single car is passing by on either side of the street. You should probably move and that thought crosses your mind for a quick second, but lord knows you’re too stubborn to move before he does.

“And you think it doesn’t kill me? Not to tell anyone about you? Not to show you off? Goddamn it, Y/N/, you’re the most amazing person I’ve ever known. You’re beautiful, drop-dead gorgeous, the hottest person I’ve ever seen. You’re ethereal, it’s unreal. And you’re funny and quirky and quick-witted. And so smart and sure of yourself. You’re so talented and everything about you makes my heart race. I’ve never loved anyone like I love you, but I cannot ruin your life. I will not ruin our lives like this. I need the job so I can…”

He hesitates, suddenly realizing how many confessions he’s just spat at you. Your heart is thudding against your chest so loud that it’s drowning out the sounds of the harsh rain on the rooftops of the buildings along the street. You don’t know what to do. He loves you. He’s said it. Officially.

But he needs the job so he can…what??

“So you can what?” you ask, your eyes flicking between his.

A moment of tense silence passes between you as you wait for him to answer your question. You take a step forward, leaning your head up to gaze into his deep blue eyes. You raise your hand to his face, brushing a thumb over the slick cheek covered in cold rain. You watch as a few drops of water roll off his plump parted lips and you want more than anything to suck all the drops up. To taste the water on him.

Just as he’s about to answer, you jump at the sound of a loud beep. You glance to the side to see a black sedan racing toward you. Austin instincitvely pulls you against him, spinning around so that his back is facing the oncoming traffic. His arms slide under your armpits and lift you up so that you’re hovering above the ground. He walks forward onto the sidewalk. The car drives past with a beep, the window barely rolled down as the driver angrily shouts obscenities at you.

You continue to walk backward, pulling Austin underneath an awning on the nearest building. You press your back against the brick wall, absentminedely sticking your tongue out to catch a drop of water falling off your nose. He slides in next to you and you both try to catch your breaths.

“So you can what?” you ask.

“What?”

“You were saying that you…you need the job so you can something, but you didn’t finish.”

“Oh…it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

“Are you in some kind of trouble?” you ask, reaching to grab his hands. “Maybe I can help. Is something wrong?”

“No, no. It’s nothing like that,” he gazes into your eyes and then chuckles, shaking his head. “It’s…just some dumb idea I had.”

“What? You can tell me. Anything.”

He glances up at you again, and you can tell he’s weighing his options.

“Well…it’s stupid, but I was just saying that…I need the job to start saving for a…ring…”

Your breath catches in your throat and with the wet air and rain dripping down your face you start to cough. You bend over at the waist, coughing your lungs up as Austin rubs your back soothingly.

“Woah, woah, baby girl. Deep breaths, honey, deep breaths.”

“A…ring?” you sputter. “Like a…like a wedding ring?”

“No, no!” he holds his hands out in front of him with wide eyes. “Dear god no. I may be older, but I’m still way too young to be ready for marriage. No, I just thought that…well maybe you could wear it and think of me. And that could kind of show people that you’re taken.”

“So…like a promise ring?”

“Uh…yeah, like a promise ring, I guess.”

You watch the Adam’s apple in his throat bob up and down as he gulps nervously. You bite your lip to keep the smile from spreading too widely across your face.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I do want to show you off. I really do. I just truly don’t want you to get in trouble. The university has a very strict policy about this kind of stuff, even if it is consensual. And more than that, I want to be able to provide for you if I ever get the chance to. I know it’s crazy to think this far in the future since we’ve only been seeing each other for a few months, but…like I said out there. Y/N, I’ve never loved anyone as much as I’ve love you, baby.”

His hand reaches up to cup your cheek and you lean into his touch.

“I just wanna make everything good for you. Like I told you before, this won’t be easy, but I’ll take care of you. And maybe…maybe we can head up to my parent’s house this weekend. They’re hosting a dinner with some of their old friends and they invited me. I wasn’t gonna go so that I could stay here and spend time with you, but maybe I can bring you along.”

A huge smile spreads across your face. You raise yourself up on your tip-toes to press a chaste kiss to his lips. He kisses you back and you can feel the corners of his mouth curl up into a smile. When you pull back, you nudge his nose with yours.

“I love you, too. And I would love to go.”

“Alright. Let’s do it. But in the meantime, let’s get you inside before you freeze to death,” he says, wrapping his arms around you and guiding you toward the corner of the sidewalk. “I like you wet but not like this.”

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zoomerel · 2 years

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#𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗕𝗠𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗡

( from my friends, to caleb )

from gwen

happy birthday caleb, it's so sad to see you grow up, knowing you were just 14. caleb, you're so kind and sweet and i love the way you spread positivity, thank you, for everything you do <3

from ara ( .-eddiem on wattpad )

okay guys, hear me out, caleb mclaughlin is the finest man alive? like when i see him, i'm swooning, his smile is legit angelic, contagious and legit the highlight of my day, mere words describe how fine and attractive he is and how attracted to him i am. like it should be a crimee, anyways, happy birthday caleb 💕

from mila

first off, happy birthday caleb! I know you'll never see this because you'll be out, partying , drinking or doing whatever on your big 21st, but just know, we support and love you !

from ronnie (me )

21 years old, I can't believe it. It feels like just yesterday you were 16 on lip sync battles and dancing like you always do. It took me some time to process the fact that we're growing older, I don't wanna grow older but it's how life is, I remember the first time watching stranger things, seeing lucas and not really liking how mean he was, but then he got a redemption, i don't know what i'd do to have all of that again, but i'd do a lot, like maybe build a time machine, or , create something to feel the fresh wave of a new good show i knew was gonna be something I wish I hadn't but dedicated my life into, I know it's weird, but i feel different, everything feels different, how sometimes when I was younger watching stranger things, my obsession was more tolerable, more sane, but over the years, I've grown to know, that maybe I should just be in this obsession, that I should work it out until i don't like it anymore. That method hasn't worked, but i'm not mad. There are also some days where I wished I knew you, so i'd try stupid methods that have never worked like shifting or lucid dreaming but nothing worked, i'm still here , sitting down, writing this or doing whatever at the time anyone is reading this. I just hope you have a great 21st birthday, doing everything you wanted to and having a good life - sincerely, a big fan named ronnie.

#stranger things #joseph quinn #maya hawke #joe keery #robin buckley #dacre montgomery #eddie kaspbrak #harry potter #eddie munson #it 1990 #steddie fanart #steddie hc #eddie x steve #steddie is canon

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meebochii · 1 year

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[FE17] Birthday Wishes

[Vander] All my life, I could only offer birthday wishes to you as you slept. I am... overcome with emotion.

[Clanne] Happy birthday, Divine One! I hope I can wish you happy birthday every year from now on!

[Framme] HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I can't believe I actually get to say that to your actual face!

[Alfred] Today we celebrate the day of your birth. I hope we can do it again next year, and the year after!

[Céline] Happy birthday. I've been walking the Somniel for quite some time hoping to say it in person.

[Boucheron] Today's your birthday, isn't it, Divine One? I was looking for you so we could celebrate.

[Etie] Congratulations on another year, Divine One. Your muscles are growing along with you!

[Chloé] For your birthday, I think you'd look precious with a cake or some flowers.

[Louis] Today marks the day of your birth, yes? Allow me to celebrate it with a pot of tea.

[Jean] After the war, we should have a big birthday party for you. I hope you enjoy today anyway!

[Yunaka] Zappy! Happy birthday! We should get everyone to throw you an enormous party!

[Diamant]* It's your special day, Divine One. Let's have a proper toast and celebration! Are you free later?

[Alcryst] Happy birthday, Divine One! I'm so sorry that someone like me is celebrating your birthday...

[Amber] Happy birthday, Divine One... Yes! I managed to say it on the actual day! Way to go, me!

[Jade] Happy birthday, Divine One. In the story of your life, I'm honored to be a supporting character.

[Lapis] Happy birthday! If we were in my home village, you'd get a special treat... sweet boiled grass!

[Citrinne] Happy birthday! This calls for a celebration. I must prepare a cake... and so, so many gifts!

[Saphir] Relax - I won't make you fight on your birthday. Take it easy, eat some cake. You've earned it.

[Ivy] I've counted the days until I could wish you a happy birthday. Now, I... seem to have done it!

[Hortensia] Hey, isn't today your birthday? Yes, I was right! Happy birthday!

[Kagetsu] I am excited to celebrate your day of birth! I am so grateful that you were born!

[Zelkov] Please accept my sincerest birthday *wishes,* Divine One.

[Rosado] Happy birthday, Divine One! You're especially cute on your special day, naturally.

[Goldmary] Today is your birthday, isn't it? Happy birthday. Hmm... How old are you now, exactly?

[Anna] Happy birthday! Today is very special - I'm making a one-time offer to celebrate for FREE!

[Lindon] What do you think of a birthday firework show? I could go all out for a truly grand display!

[Timerra] Happy birthday, Divine One! We'll celebrate you properly later with a big ol' meat roast!

[Fogado] What a beautiful day it is! It feels like the whole Somniel is celebrating your birthday.

[Merrin] I'm grateful I get to celebrate your birthday with you, Divine One. May you live a VERY long life!

[Panette] Happy birthday, Divine One! I'm sure you can play hooky from patrol duty, just for today.

[Pandreo] Haaaappy birthday, Divine One! There, I said it. I was kinda nervous, actually.

[Bunet] Today is your birthday, Divine One. Please, let me have the honor of baking a cake for you.

[Seadall] Happy birthday! Beneath the moon and stars tonight, I'll perform a dance that celebrates you.

[Veyle] Getting to celebrate your birthday WITH you is like a dream come true. Let's do something fun!

[Mauvier] I feel much gratitude for your birth, Divine One, for you are why Lady Veyle and I are here.

Emblems

[Marth] Alear, happy birthday. I hope it is pleasant and peaceful, always.

[Celica] Happy birthday, Alear. May the Goddess Mila protect you.

[Sigurd] May you know good fortune in battle, especially on this, the day of your birth, Alear.

[Leif] Happy birthday, Alear. May your year ahead be a joyful one.

[Roy] It's your birthday, Alear! I hope this next year is great!

[Lyn] Happy birthday, Alear! May you be blessed by Mother Earth.

[Eirika] Alear, please let me wish you the happiest of birthdays.

[Ike] Today's your birthday. I have nothing clever to say, but I do want to wish you a happy birthday.

[Micaiah] Alear, happy birthday! This year will surely be a great one for you. I can feel it.

[Lucina] Happy birthday, Alear. I am so glad we can celebrate your special day.

[Corrin] Happy birthday, Alear! Isn't it nice to hear that or to wish it for someone?

[Byleth] Happy birthday, Alear. I would happily give you celebratory flowers if I could.

[Tiki] I hope you have the very best birthday!

[Dimitri] May the coming year be full of good health and good fortune, Alear. Happy birthday.

[Claude] Hey, happy birthday! How about I let you in on a little secret as a gift, Alear?

[Edelgard] Happy birthday. I hope you'll continue guiding us for a long time, Alear.

[Hector] It's your birthday, isn't it? I'm not great with words, so let's skip to the celebration!

[Soren] I hear today's your birthday. You were born in a favorable season, Alear.

[Camilla] Happy birthday! I hope, no matter your age, you will always guide us as our Divine Dragon.

*dialogue may be different when not s-supported

#fire emblem #fire emblem engage #those are in-game wishes #i didn't make them up #in case someone's wondering

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sickly-qt · 16 hours

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Andy! So good to have you back 💛

So I have a question and a request, if I remember correctly Remy was lactose intolerant, wasn't he? You think you could write a fic where this comes back to bite him in the ass?

Remy is very lactose intolerant! but like most people who are lactose intolerant sometimes he ignores is and decides to deal with the consequences later.

This is a little longer than a drabble and not proofread at all! I still hope you like it though :)

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Leah~~ Happy Birthday to you!”

Everyone broke into applause while Leah leaned forward and blew out all 5 of her candles. She turned and looked at Mila and Remy with big eyes.

“Do I get to open my presents now?” she asked.

“How about we let everyone settle with their cake and then we’ll open presents okay?” Remy responded, tousling her hair.

“Are you having cake?” she asked, her eyes wide as she looked up at her dad.

“I think maybe Mila and I can share a piece of cake?” He said, and gave Mila a look out of the corner of his eye.

“Of course we can, ice cream cake is my favorite.” She emphasized the ice cream part.

Leah smiled and jumped down from where she was sitting at the dining room table and ran over to where everyone was gathered in the living room.

“I’ll be fine,” Remy said quietly as he picked up the spoon off of Mila’s plate and took a bit of her cake.

“Don’t be upset when I’m making fun of you when you have a stomach ache later.” She said, leaning forward and giving him a kiss on the lips.

“I know the price I pay for ice cream… and yet it’s so damn good.”

“Where’s Remy?” Alice asked as she stood by the door, pulling on her coat.

“Umm, I think he went upstairs… I don’t think he’s feeling well.”

“That’s my son, he was always rather sickly.” She sighed, “Well tell him that I would love it if he came around the house more. And that he should call…”

“I will Alice. Thank you for coming, Leah loves seeing you.”

“Bye Mimi!” Leah yelled, running from behind Mila and giving the older woman a hug.

“Bye, bug. Tell your dad to bring you for a weekend with Mimi and Poppy sometime soon okay?”

“Okay!” She then retreated back to the living room where she was playing with all of her new toys with Julian.

“I’ll talk to Remy.” Mila said again.

“Thank you, bye Mila. I hope to see you soon.”

Alice was the last to leave from Leah’s party. She was trying to wait it out to get to talk to her son herself but Remy had retreated upstairs soon after the non-family guests had all left.

“Do I get to say I told you so?” Mila asked, she expected to find Remy sprawled in bed, rubbing his upset stomach. Instead she was greeted with an empty room.

“Are you okay?” She asked, nudging the bathroom door open.

“Yeah, I’m great.” He responded, leaning his head back against the tub. “You can say ‘I told you so’ all you want.”

“Have you been sick?”

Remy shook his head, “Just kind of dry heaving. I’ll live.”

“Your mom asked about you” she mumbled, leaning against the sink. “Told me to tell you to come by the house sometime, give her a call.”

“Ugh, she does that every time she’s around.”

“She loves you and misses you it seems.”

“She just wants everyone to be civil with one another. Unfortunately with my father, being civil is not an option.”

Remy swallowed hard and leaned forward with a heave, a small amount of vomit spilling into the water below, “Fuck me.” He sighed, gagging again.

Mila pushed herself off the sink and filled a cup with water, handing it to him when he lifted his head from the toilet again.

“Next time I’ll live, it’s just a little ice cream, just hit me over the head.”

“Will do, love” She said, the walked over to rub his shoulders. “Are you empty enough to lie down?”

He nodded and flushed the toilet, pushing himself up from the floor.

“Will you be joining me?”

“Soon,” She gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I have to get Leah settled in bed and then I’ll be back.”

“I love you, M. To the moon and back. Thank you for dealing with me being stupid and making myself sick.”

“I love you too, not because you’re clever, but because you’re you.” She smiled before turning to leave and settle the house for bed.

#my ocs #my writing #emeto #sickfic #illness #remy

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laladellakang · 1 month

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BABYGIRL LALA 🩷🎂🎉🎊 and ofc happy anniversary to her and the boys!! eeep can’t believe i get to celebrate this moment, but ahhhh time flies so fast… it feels like only yesterday when i came across your blog and binged your works 🥹🌸 and it doesn’t feel that long ago either when you inspired to make mila… and omg i feel like finding you and lala just made so many things fall into place 🤧 all the best for you and della moving forward!! we still love the both of you saurrrrrr much!! 🩷🩷🩷

love from, dia 🍓

THANK YOUUUU DARLING and gosh you always give the longest asks and they always make my day, you're so sweet 🥹 i'm so glad that you did end up creating and posting mila, as she is an absolutely gorgeous oc (+my bby kiara too) and let's hope for more stories told from my fingers and yours as well 🤍🤍

#clc - ldk asks

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enmi-land · 2 months

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HELLO DILAAA aaaa just found your new acc, so sorry that happened to you it must have been an awful experience i would def cry 😭 i went through your asks briefly to fully understand what happened and i have NEVER met an author who is as considerate of their readers and patient as you. its some of the reasons i love you and your blog so much ahh 💖💖

but please please take some time off to cool down so you can come back with a clearer mind! dont feel the need to rush into anything with all the requests and drafts that you had, especially with your plan for mila’s birthday special 🥲 we’ll wait for you, take as long as you need !! i hope you feel better soon dila 🥹

HELLAUR ANONNIE!! 🤩 i’m glad you were able to find it okay!’ I was worried since this is a new account i was on shadowban for a day or 2 so my announcement post about what happened to my account wasn’t showing up in the tags, and i was just hoping my readers would still find it somehow so they didn’t panic ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 but that’s so sweet thank you so much it makes me happy to have such understanding, kind and patient readers like you 💖💖 like blr can be a bother, but ppl like you always make it better 🩷🩷🩷🩷

i’m currently in the process of making a decision for the future of my works ☹️☹️ after the blog deleting incident i just don’t rlly know where else to go with my blog here on blr anymore, i just feel a little demotivated and lost with my direction, so the current works may or may not be put on the back burner as a second priority to other works which i’ll talk about in a sec 🫶

if you guys didn’t know, one of my favourite authors on wattpad was the user baesuzi before she deactivated — i’m not sure if you guys know of her, but she was a poly writer who had so many good works before she disappeared from wattpad, and seeing how much i miss her works inspired me to consider focusing on finishing a poly fic with an actual plot line 👀👀

i already plotted out fate, vampire/rejected soulmate au as well as the rewrite for criminal love (the mafia au) and i think you guys would rlly like those ones bc of the elements included in them (and mila happens to somehow be in them) 🫶🫶🫶

it would be easier as well to write smth with an end in mind, compared to this 8th member au which is just continuous, and i would like o feel the satisfaction of completing smth you know?? so we’ll see how it goes but lmk if you guys have any opinions, bc i’m open to ideas - but just so you know, i don’t think i could ever fully drop this fic. it’s too close to my heart to let go of 🩷🩷

#⠀⠀ 𓈒ㅤ ૮ ֗ ⠀⠀ you got mail ⠀⠀⠀ ꯭✉️⟡

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILA 💖💖💖 just like how the year has been good to you (congrats again on your graduation!!!) i hope your birthday is just as amazing and that 2023 continues to be your year because you’re one of the people who deserve it the most <3 i’m so glad i came across your story two years ago and i feel lucky to call you my friend. i’m sending you lots of forehead smooches and the warmest hugs. i love you tons. happy birthday again 🥰💕

Thank you so much, Nikka!! And thank you for indulging in my silly, stupid characters from time to time — I have them to thank for our wonderful friendship. I love you tons more 🥰💗

#ask #insert bombastic side eye from A K & Shiloh for calling them silly and stupid

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Omg, omg, happy birthday!! I think I’m late because of timezones, so I’m super sorry, but I couldn’t pass up the chance to send you a fun birthday related ask.

I hope you've been having/had the bestest day because you are an angel and you deserve only good things in the world — like hugs and smooches and ice cream — so l'm virtually sending you all of those <33

A is definitely giving you a bouquet of flowers 💐 and they'll happily split their food with you, they'll even crack a smile — multiple smiles. Ooo, I expect B to get you a record player and a vinyl of your favourite album, and because they lysm they’ll definitely have a cute gold necklace with an 'N' on it that they'll wear for the day. K would wholeheartedly ditch their regular attire and aesthetic and go for something stylish with a pop of colour like olive green, and they'll be all sweet and take you out and end up pulling you into a music store on the way. P would be a whole load of handwritten love notes, a picnic date, and a late night drive — one hand on the steering wheel, the other gripping your thigh — you know, good shit. Shiloh and L are totally fighting for your attention all day, but Mei will always win in the end <3

I love you so much, Nikka <3 I created this tumblr and ifs in general just to write and share stuff, but the best thing by far of this whole experience has been creating and having a friendship with you, and I'm soo grateful for it <3

CRYING i just woke up and this is the first thing i see!!! thank you so much mila 😭😭🩷🩷🩷 and it’s okay omg don’t apologize

it is peak me energy to abuse my birthday powers and make a giggle as often as possible 🤭 and i’d tuck a tiny flower on their ear while we share a slice of cheesecake <3333 and PLEASEEEE i would 🥺 my way into getting b to recreate the necklace scene in chapter 9 with me 😭😭😭 also k in olive green….. 🫦 shdhsjsnsskksj but also k and i walking into a music store and they take a look at one of the guitars and i ask them to play something and they play a song they wrote for me 🥲 cries in single 💔 ALSO i just found out that june 23 is national pink day (so on brand for me lmao) so um….. is there any way i can get k to wear a pink sweater? 🫢 BUT GODJFHDKDKS P’S HAND ON MY THIGH WHILE THEY DRIVE SHEJDJWSJW THEY’RE FUCKING INSANE I JUST KNOW THEY’RE DOING THUMB RUBS TOO THEY’RE SO HOT i need p so baaaaad 😣😣 shiloh and l ehsjejskdjsksjsk but also me being a little shit and forcing them to work together in the kitchen with shiloh cooking for me and l baking me a cake and every few minutes i hear them grumbling and bickering 😭😭😭😭 but yesss you’re so right mei always wins. my best girl 🥰

MILA these hcs were so fun thank you again for making my day. i’m so grateful for our friendship too and i’m so so happy i met you 🥹 if community can be so toxic and draining sometimes but you’re one of the people that make it better. i love you so so much thank you again. i hope you’re sleeping now and that you wake up to an amazing weekend 🩷

#thank you for letting me have my y/n moments 😭#mila ✨#nikka answers

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bestfriendforhire · 2 years

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Children of BFFH, Entry 153

I woke up to find Maman’s arm across my face, so I threw it off me, knowing that wouldn’t wake her. Maman wasn’t very easy to wake up at all. We could have each had our own rooms, but she always wanted us to share one, claiming that she wanted to keep an eye on me as if that ever worked for her. She was the worst person to share a bed with.

Maman was sprawled diagonally across the large bed. Her hair was everywhere, legs were spread, right arm was almost horizontal out from her, and the left arm I had pushed away was already crawling outward again. I didn’t bother trying to untangle the sheets from around her leg to cover her back up. We were of Slayer descent, so being ill was very rare. Besides, she was always like this.

Considering what to do now that I was wide awake, my thoughts immediately went to Anciennes Tribus de la Terre. I had finally reached Dea last night, and we didn’t even get to play together! I had hoped to stay up till eleven or midnight, but the others had all logged off the game just after ten, not even caring that I probably had limited time here! Maman had told me that some of them probably didn’t even need sleep.

If I wasn’t already on a similar-ish schedule to theirs, I might be jet-lagged, not that I had experienced it yet. Maman had allowed me to gradually change my sleeping schedule after I explained my plan. No one cared when I slept.. Mila gladly taught my lessons at any hour, and there wasn’t anyone at home to play with. Without changing my schedule, there’d barely ever be time to play with Deo.

I finished changing and thanked Mila when she wished me a happy birthday. I decided to leave a projection behind for Maman, knowing she’d want to wish me a happy birthday first thing as well. Another projection headed to load up my game and see if any of the others were playing yet.

“Mila, is Deo awake?” I asked hopefully.

“Dea’s currently practicing magic in the gymnasium.” she replied, sounding amused.

I always forgot about how ridiculously early people got up here. “Should I change to join the lessons?”

“Sorry, but the group lessons are already over. The other children are just practicing on their own till breakfast, which will be served in half an hour.” she explained, making me frown.

With a sigh, I said, “I’ll wake Maman.” This wasn’t how my birthday was supposed to go. Heading back into the bedroom, I shook Maman, which didn’t work any better than I thought it would. Backing up, I used a spell to turn on the faucet, another to guide the cold water above Maman, and a third to hold it in place. Once I felt there was a large enough mass, I turned off the faucet and released the water.

Maman was up in a blur, kicking through the air and looking around.

“Good morning, Maman. We should head to breakfast.” I told her with a smile.

Maman glared at me, obviously considering retribution, but she probably suspected I was the projection. The moment she started making a spell to hurl water at me and my projection, I started untangling it. She attacked, so I multiplied, creating more projections. Six of me wouldn’t stand a chance against Maman due to the enhancement suit she wore, but she’d hold back, not wanting to risk the real me. I just needed to last until she calmed down. When a knock came at the door, we all froze.

“Who is it?” called Maman, sounding completely calm.

“Raine. Mind if I clean up?” she asked hopefully.

Maman went pale. “If you don’t mind. Sorry for bothering you. We were just about to go to breakfast.” replied Maman, speaking stiffly and backing up as if she was scared of Raine entering the room.

There was a moment of darkness as if I had blinked. Looking around, the water was gone, and the bed was made. There wasn’t any sign that we had just been fighting. I laughed when I absorbed my projections and took a look at Maman with my own eyes.

Her hair was in pigtails with bright pink ribbons that matched the short, frilly dress she wore. There were even matching shoes and stockings! Maman reminded me of a little girl out of some really old movie.

“Your pajamas are in your suitcase. See you at breakfast!” called Raine cheerfully.

Seeing me laugh, Maman looked down and shrieked before rushing to the bathroom to look in the mirror. “Raine, please!” she called. “I don’t want to be late today!” The bathroom darkened, and I heard her call “Thank you!” When she walked out, she hugged me and said, “Happy birthday, Eléa. I hope you see why you should never make that woman upset.”

“Because she can kill us with an idle thought?” I suggested, smirking at her. My family had told plenty of stories about their time here, and a number of them had included Raine.

“That too.” agreed Maman. “You shouldn’t throw water on me to wake me up anymore!”

“I tried shaking you first. Not my fault that you wouldn’t wake up.” I argued, frowning at her.

“Maybe I had a little too much to drink last night.” she replied with a shrug. “My hangover is gone! Thank you again, Raine!” she called out happily. Then she whispered “She can hear you across a city, so she’ll have heard me.”

I nodded and followed Maman to breakfast. To my surprise, a giant birthday banner appeared along with streamers in the kitchen when we entered. There were streamers everywhere! I couldn’t keep the smile from my face when everyone started singing to me, similar to how we celebrate at home. When I felt arms embrace me from both sides, I was amazed to see my uncle and aunt were here.

“I can’t miss my favorite niece’s birthday, can I?” asked my uncle with a smile.

“Well, you could, but Babbette would find you wherever you tried to hide if you did.” stated Heloise, still embracing me.

“Thank you both!” I told them, used to them playfully bickering.

I followed Deo through the breakfast line after thanking everyone. He had assumed that form I liked so much from yesterday for me, and we sat down to eat with the other kids in the dining hall. To my surprise, Mila was waiting by the table as well.

“We’re celebrating early today, because the Boss thought you would appreciate uninterrupted gaming today. Just let me know when you want your cake, and I’ll bring it down to you. Lunch and dinner will also be served wherever you are.” she told me, smiling as kindly as ever.

“Thank you so much, Mila!” I told her, standing to give her a hug. Then I told the others “I’ll be right back!” Running back into the kitchen, I gave the Boss a big hug and thanked him.

“You’re quite welcome, Eléa. Just make sure to behave better than your mother.” he told me, winking at Maman, who quickly decided to stare at the ceiling.

I laughed and said, “That won’t be hard. Thank you again!” Not waiting for another reply, I went back into the other room and enjoyed my breakfast.

I didn’t get to talk with Deo as much as I wanted, but I had fun talking over plans for our gaming with the other kids. They all actually seemed happy that I had joined their guild. When I got up to go gaming, I was surprised that Deo caught me and pulled me back into my seat.

“Presents!” he told me, pointing to where Mila was coming in, pushing a laden cart.

I couldn’t believe there were so many! “What’s all this?” I asked in surprise.

“Since you’re here, we all wanted to make you something.” explained Four, smiling at me.

I quickly fought the need to stare. I knew Four couldn’t help his aura, but I found it most inconvenient. Maman had warned me plenty of times not to get too attached to him.

I thanked them all as I unwrapped the presents. Staring in surprise at the very first one, I said, “This is Francine! How did you make her when you just saw my character yesterday?”

“I have a gift for woodworking.” claimed Crazy with a mad grin. “Ella did the painting.”

“Is it safe?” mumbled Four, almost too quiet for me to hear.

Crazy gaped at him. “Of course! Momma Emma checked. Then Messy checked. I caught Auntie Raine checking too. I almost feel like you guys don’t trust me!”

Four apologized, but no one explained why he had asked.

Not worried, I thanked her again and admitted how much I loved the pose. I didn’t know how Ella could paint so realistically, being about my age, but Francine looked lifelike. Deo had picked out a whole outfit for me, saying he had even made the dress design himself. After getting him to promise that we’d take more pictures after I changed, I moved onto the other gifts. Every gift was so thoughtful that I ended up feeling guilty I hadn’t tried harder to know them all as well as Deo. I sent projections to everyone, hugging them all at once. There were so many kids here, and they were all so wonderful!

#Children of BFFH #Children #of #BFFH #Jovial Times #Jovial #Times #Fantasy #Fiction #Story

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heydorothea · 3 years

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RED SINGLES (insp.)

happy birthday @rorry !!! ♡

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILA I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!#and i hope i gave justice to ur fav album jdkdhfh #taylor swift #tswiftedit #candy swift #tusermila #userjerr #useramb #liljamess #tusermadi #tswiftedits #newrcmantlcs #red #mine

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catchmewiddershins · 3 years

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Happy Birthday Mila!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @kurooskult I’M SO HAPPY TO HAVE BEEN ABLE TO TALK TO YOU AND I HOPE YOUR DAY IS GREAT! I HAVE A GIFT FOR YOU TODAY! A LITTLE DRABBLE AND A DRAWING BELOW THE CUT <3

I would have written for Nobara too but I don’t think I know her character well enough

What Kuroo would do for your birthday:

He’d let you relax in bed all morning, resolutely refusing to do any tasks for the whole day. He does the cooking, he does the cleaning, he fails at cooking but it’s the thought that counts! Come lunchtime, after burning water, he decides to take you out for lunch instead. Holding your hand, he leads you through the streets towards your favourite café, where you pick out all of the food you want as he looks at you fondly, this is your day and he’s going to make sure you know just how much he appreciates you. After you’ve both finished eating, you wander around the city, finding new sweets to try and admiring the shop windows as the sun sets. You take your sugary haul home with you and he sets up a blanket fort, complete with fairy lights, cushions and blankets, using the sofa as a base, pulling your favourite thing to watch onto the television and opening the gift he got you. Sharing your snacks between yourselves, you fall asleep to the sound of your favourite movie, your head on his chest and his lips gently pressing a kiss to your hair, where you’ll wake in the morning, tangled together due to sleeping in a hug.

#happy birthday Mila!#I hope the next year is great for you!#and I hope you like the gift too lol #haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #headcanons #haikyuu ficlet #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x Mila #milatsu #milatsu supremacy

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ceo-of-daichi · 4 years

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Characters ~ Sugawara Koushi x Fem!Reader

Summary ~ ITS YOUR BIRTHDAYYY! Suga knows you love marine animals so decides to treat you to the day at the Aquarium!

Genre ~ Fluff

Warnings ~ Literally none... unless you are scared of fish...

Word Count ~ 1.3k

A/N ~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY @bb-noya !!! Hope you like this, took me a while to write because i was so unmotivated, so i really hope it reads smooth!! You are literally such a good friend to me and i am so thankful we met here all those months ago❤️ Thank you @karasu-hoes and @minseoparkuniverse for proof reading this for me!!

IF YOU WANT TO BE ON MY TAGLIST COMMENT OR SEND ME AN ASK <3

‘[y/n]...[y/nn]’ Suga coos, as he shakes you lightly waking you up from your peaceful slumber. Groaning as the light penetrates your vision, all you can see is your boyfriend's face.

‘What is it honey?’ You question, rubbing your eyes and letting them adjust to the sun that's peeking through the curtains of your shared apartment.

‘Happy birthday!!!’ He says, smiling as he helps you sit up and rests a tray on your lap. The tray contained a plate full of pancakes, and a glass of apple juice. A bright smile made its way to your lips as you looked up at Suga lovingly.

‘You didn’t have to… this is perfect,’ After you told him how much he really didn’t have to wait on you hand and foot, and him confirming that you deserved it, you finally sunk into the pancakes and started to eat. They were so fluffy and soft, melting in your mouth. The apple juice cool and sweet as it slid down your throat. The best wake up you have had in awhile.

Once you had finished eating, Suga perked up, telling you to get out of bed and that you were going somewhere fun!

He watched as you wandered tiredly to the bathroom, really hoping you would enjoy the day he had planned. You deserved it. Always being so good to him, even if maybe he didn’t deserve it. But he was sure as hell going to make it up to you now.

Once you had finished your morning routine and changed, Suga was waiting with keys in his hand. Giving him a questioning look you followed him out to his car, getting in the passenger side.

On the drive he has his free hand entwined in yours, fingers interlaced, chatting about anything and everything. You were so distracted by watching him as you were speaking that you didn’t even notice you had pulled into a parking lot.

‘We’re here!!’ Suga announced, awaiting your reaction as you lifted your head up to finally see the destination. The aquarium. You had to hold back a squeal as you looked at the giant shark sculpture that stood prominent on the outside of the building.

He watched as you excitedly got out the car, Suga knew that you loved marine animals. After all it was what you were studying. The way your eyes lit up when you noticed where you were was enough to make his day there and then. Before you had even got into the place.

‘Come on Suga, what are you waiting for!’ You shout at him through the car window, eyes sparkling with excitement. He chuckled as he got out of the car and walked into the aquarium. In that short minute you had already managed to talk his ear off about the different marine organisms you were going to see.

He just nodded and let you chat, paying attention to the way your smile changed depending on the species you were talking about. Once he had paid for both your tickets, you started to wander around.

They had so many different species of fish and other marine life, stopping at almost every tank to tell Suga a fun fact. Or even just to get excited about the environment that that certain species thrived in, and how it was special.

Throughout the afternoon Suga kept a careful eye on which species you spoke about most, and always made sure to listen to whatever you wanted to speak about. It was one of the many things he loved about you. The amount of excitement you got from the fact that starfish eat with their stomachs inside out.

He was so in love with you it hurt. Every time you moved from species to species he noticed a new way you showed your excitement. When you were talking about the beluga whales your voice basically went up an octave, you also suddenly became a lot more bouncy. Making Suga beam with excitement with you, even though he couldn’t concentrate on what you were saying.

The minute you both got to the flatworms Suga couldn’t help but chuckle at you, after every fact you did a little clap. He finds it so adorable that you have so much passion for something. The whole experience with you was perfect in his opinion and even if he didn’t know it right now, you felt the same.

You relished the way he listened, and constantly kept his eyes on you. Even occasionally asking questions. He genuinely cared and that made your heart skip a beat just thinking about it.

Once you had thoroughly explored the aquarium, you looked through the gift store. While you were busy debating whether you could afford to spend $50 on a massive book full of facts about the ocean, Suga had decided to get you a secret little gift.

He was glad that you were unobservant when you were distracted, as being subtle wasn’t exactly his forte.

Deciding the $50 definitely wasn’t worth it, you and Suga headed back to his car.

‘Thank you honey, i’ve had the best birthday a girl could ask for!’ You say, letting out a content sigh.

‘Oh? You think the days over? Far from it sweetie…’ He lightly teases as he straps himself into the car. Your mind running through all the things you could possibly do now.

Turns out Suga had reserved a table at an extremely cute restaurant that you had been dying to go to for months. However it was always fully booked. You were stunned. How did someone like you get such a good, kind, caring, considerate boyfriend like him. He was the whole package and boy were you emotional about it.

As he pulled up, your jaw hit the floor. So many thoughts running through your head, in the end you couldn’t stop the water works.

‘Suga i don’t deserve you, this is perfect…’ You managed to get out through the streams of tears that had just begun.

‘[y/n]... look at me sweetie…’ He asked, calm as ever. As you tilted your head to look him in the eye, he had a small smile tugging at his lips. ‘You do deserve me… if anything i should be the one saying that… you constantly care for me everyday whether it's the little things you do, or the big ones. Like that time I was ill and you basically carried me to bed and took care of me. This is not just a birthday gift but a thank you and an I love you.’ He said, all the while your tear flow got heavier with every word.

Leaning across the seat he hugged you tight, letting you cry against his shoulder. After about 10 minutes of you both just sat in his car, embracing each other you had finally calmed down.

‘I don’t know if this is a good time but…’ Suga chuckled as he reached to the backseat and pulled out a small bag from the aquarium. Did he buy that while you were there? You really needed to work on your observation skills.

‘Open it…’ He said softly, as he handed you the bag. As you looked inside you saw proof of why he was literally the perfect boyfriend. A small plushy of a Beluga Whale laid in the bag. You remember mentioning close to the start that they were your favourite marine animal. The fact he had remembered, blew your mind and with that you began to sob again.

All together the best reaction Suga could have hoped for the day he had spent weeks planning with his amazing girlfriend.

Tags: @super-noya @stcrryskies @iwaxme @bb-noya @vventure @scorpiosanssexy @sugawara-sweetheart @watermelonsugawara @kageyamathegrump

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