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trickfootpike · 3 years

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OKAYOKAYOKAY now that i've had a few nights to Ruminate here are way too many thoughts from 9/16's show -- fair warning that they aren't *super* coherent as a lot of this i just tried to loosely organize from dms i threw at folks night-of, but it is most of what i remember sticking out to me!

GENERAL THOUGHTS --

last saw the show in august of 2019 - back then i saw it up in the mezzanine, this time i was 7 rows back dead center in the middle of the orchestra. watching the show from the mezzanine feels like a god's eye view of the show while sitting up close in the orchestra is much more like being in the world of men, and how it hits in hadestown particularly is just nuts bc you really do feel like you're on the factory floor.

back in the London production i remember eva playing eurydice with more youth and hope to her, and when the show came to Broadway eurydice hardened. in a world with a pandemic eva seems to have actually shifted this back! Eurydice is still holding tightly onto Orpheus Knowing that the world is unlikely to be kind enough to let them have each other for long but she starts off less faithless than she used to, I suppose I would describe it? she's definitely played more open with others from the beginning rather than having it be something she has to really work towards!

WAIT FOR ME IS A TOTALLY DIFFERENT FEELING FROM THE ORCHESTRA THAN THE MEZZANINE AND NOT JUST THE LAMPS. the lamps really only swing out to over the first 2 rows, speaking very generously, anyway. what i remember being most impactful from last time was how the whole theater rumbled as the walls of the set split to reveal hadestown. what i couldn't see and afaik no boot's been able to pick up is the the set ALSO SPLITS AND STRETCHES OPEN AT THE TOP. that awning that covers the balcony lifts and the wall of hadestown is revealed to stretch floor to ceiling and it is just so much, so fucking much oh my god i could not stop hysterically blubbering to myself watching hadestown stretch open like it is absolutely here to devour you whole. it makes you feel the immensity of The Wall. I've linked ig videos of the set pre act 1 and post intermission to give like the best perspective on it i can and tried to film them so they were zoomed as closely as to what my eyes were seeing as I could, but here are also some pictures!

PRE ACT ONE

INTERMISSION

after our lady of the underground when eurydice comes back from hades' office and Persephone is finishing with her show, me being closer this time i was actually able to see amber's face during way down hadestown ii and flowers. and how she portrays seph's feelings re eurydice, it's like : genuine concern and watching over her when she first starts on the line, Quiet Seething and Jealous Rage as the fates' tattle "Hades put his hands on ya" that sticks for a While including the first half of flowers, but as soon as eurydice remembers the meadow her and Orpheus visited her heart just b r e a k s and you can see her wiping away tears. seph's just so caught in her own feelings of helplessness in hadestown. when hades tells her to stay out of him dealing with Orpheus all the fight just deflates out of her and the direct accusing look Orpheus gives her at the end of if it's true mixed with seeing his effect on the workers makes her physically rear back like she's gotten the fight slapped back into her

even with this audience who almost for sure has all seen ht before, there was still the loudest heartbroken gasp when orpheus turned. i know everyone calls this out but it still hit me hard that with a greater percentage of previous viewers in the audience it still hit us all like a fucking brick

and ofc. road to hell ii. it's a millions times more impactful than it already was what with the pandemic, making it through hard times and how they could be hard again but making the best of them even if it doesn't turn out well this time either. i was crying so hard last time but this time i was crying harder but also feeling like a huge weight was being like, very softly cradled in my chest to take some of the burden away

TOM'S HADES/HADES AND PERSEPHONE SPECIFIC THOUGHTS --

Tom's Hades whole tl;dr could be that Hades is a Performance. all those descriptions of him beign "jazzy" and "egodriven" are correct, but there is also this massive vibe he gives off that all his showmanship is there as a cover up for the very pessimistic man at the core of him. when him and persephone are getting along the jazziness is there for genuine playfulness with her, but apart from seph it is a purposeful exaggeration on hades' part to get Whatever it is that he wants. he is playing up aggression as king (see papers) and what he thinks as being suave (see hey little songbird) to maintain his throne and his marriage, and Epic III is the Destruction of that performance. Tom's Hades at the end of Epic III isn't trying to sell anyone anything, you just get to see the suddenly very scared and unsure heart of the man behind the performance of foreman and king. And oh boy is Tom's Hades at his heart unsure. He is so fucking pessimistic; back in Act 1 when Orpheus starts to sing Epic I he turns from Persephone even before she gets reminded of the world above and starts longing for it, because he already expects to see it coming and he doesn't turn back to her Ever Again, literally until he comes to get her in Way Down Hadestown. Not even when she gives him a kiss on the cheek goodbye. His Kiss, The Riot is him trying to figure out how the hell he's gonna be able to rebuild his performance after his whole kingdom saw through it, but he also ends it being so very certain that the deal he figures out for Orpheus Will end with Orpheus failing somehow. There is no doubt in this very pessimistic Hades that doubt will come in, whereas Patrick used the end of His Kiss The Riot almost like he was desperately trying to justify that his doubt came to him only in Persephone's absence

road to hell i: tom's hades loves cheering on the band so much he is Part Of The Problem that Hermes has to get to chill out and it makes so much sense for this jazzy dramatic motherfucker

balcony time (road to hell i until livin' it up on top): when they were upstairs playing dominoes they kept laying their tiles with these overexaggerated movements.. Like when they actually getting along they are so damn flirty and trying so hard to make each other smile and laugh and it is TOO CUTE

way down hadestown: Once Again "I missed ya" gives me no rest, mostly because Tom delivered it with this super coy and cocky grin and Amber immediately smiled back at him like Persephone couldn't help herself

chant i: is spent with him looking up proud into his creation while persephone is looking down with heartbreak and disgust seeing the workers as people in suffering and the ugliness of hadestown. as the song goes on he gets increasingly frustrated like a child who's super proud of the drawing he brought home from school that Persephone has nothing but terrible things to say about. when eurydice starts singing about her suffering seph throws out her arm and points to her like "see! See what you're doing!!" while hades is more in himself processing his disappointment, frustration, heartbreak, but over the next minute you start to see him Formulating A Plan as he watches eurydice. but he doesn't look entirely sold on going through with it until seph throws out her last verse in disgust. it was absolutely the straw that broke the camel's back.

hey little songbird: THO IT SOUNDS SO SEDUCTIVE ON AUDIO. OML DOES IT LEAN INTO EURYDICE'S "STRANGE MAN" DESCRIPTOR. HADES IS LIKE THE CREEPY SALESMAN ON THE CORNER WITH WATCHES AND A TRENCHCOAT. BUT HE'S SELLING HIS SHIT WELL, HE'S JUST ALSO A WEIRDO

Why We Build The Wall/"Behind Closed Doors": That followup on hades' threat when eurydice arrives in hadestown. as hades goes to the stairs he like not whacks, but definitely nudges seph's arm harder than Patrick does to get her attention. when he did she Startled and laid her hand over her arm where he'd tapped her like she was overwhelmed by just that touch........ but then she turns around and watches him take Eurydice up and when he opens his coat and she Realizes you see her whole body go slack. once eurydice goes past the office doors hades turns and lingers staring pointedly down at seph, for *seconds* whereas with patrick i remember it being more of a pointed glance. it drills home that hades is doing this specifically to spite seph and he wants her to know it. and you can see amber discreetly wipe her face before she turns back to "does anybody want a DRINK." there's less direct seduction between hades and eurydice but more explicit threat between hades and seph about eurydice

papers: actually isn't too much Bastärde as it is his Performance. HOWEVER, the way he directs the workers to beat Orpheus is chilling. Like patrick he hangs around, but he's watching until the last 10 seconds so it's way longer. And he makes like the smallest gestures with his hand to direct the workers to the different stages of beating Orpheus, fuck it was twisted

how long: how long actually starts with seph and hades seemingly coming to each other on a similar page - hades came out pensively fiddling with his wedding ring and Amber delivered "I know" like seph was already past the eurydice situation. this also could have been a product of time and seeing how actually little he did "seducing" eurydice lmao

chant ii: very much Hades Sees Orpheus As A Threat™️ (more on this further below) , also dare i say it but tom kills I CONDUCT THE ELECTRIC CITY

epic iii: oh man oh man. he looks so untouched until Orpheus starts the lalas and he goes from completely passive unimpressed face to like. his body unfolds on his stool and his hands go slack and he looked between Orpheus and Persephone when he asked where Orpheus had gotten his melody. he asked it a lot softer than I expected him too as well. a big part of the audience actually laughed when Hades sang his lala because Tom cracks his voice during it but it petered off into sniffling when they realized why and then we were all just crying together as persephone placed the flower in his vest.

lovers desire: SOME VERY CUTE STUFF. hades' performance is broken but tom's hades is still a Jazzy Jazzy Man at heart and they're like 100 times more playful with each other - they're both giggling and grinning their asses off while they dance together and give each other these like nudges to the next series of steps and it was adorable and I was discretely sobbing. they both played it like they knew how to do this dance with each other better than they knew anything, the little nudges were like..... them playing inside this dance they already knew so well? Like more overexaggeration to make each other laugh and just revel in this wonderful thing they've rediscovered- specifically I remember that Amber raised her skirt soooooo high when she was doing the curtsey and Tom was like waggling his eyebrows at her and adding extra flourishes with his hands and widening his eyes super big everytime he pulled off a move (the funniest ones were when they do like the two-step where they move one after another in sequence and he's copying her moves in reverse and oml it was just adorable). When Seph had the move where she pulls their linked arms over his head to tuck him into her I remember that was the one part where he wasn't doing this goofy act but his expression straight up melted and he looked so smitten. and when it's the last bit of the dance and he spins her across the stage, seph's face breaks open with tears his expression responds with like this mix of heartbreak and "ohhhhh no baby please don't cry" as he moved across the stage to quickly take her into his arms for the dip at the end

AFTER this when orphydice has finished promises and right before Orpheus turns to ask Hades if they can go, they come out of slow dancing to the side but are still super wrapped up in each other - seph wraps herself around one of his arms and presses herself super close and Tom leaned down with this little smile like Hades was gonna try and steal a quick kiss, but then he hears/sees out of the corner of his eye/senses or something Orpheus approaching and pulls himself up and formal to be the king. When he says I don't know and seph wrenches herself away from him to the other side of the stage to firmly stand behind Orphydice he gets this look of Extreme Frustration on that she's still not standing with him and these damn kids are still more important, bc even with character growth he still is a petty selfish bitch who does not like to share lmao, he's just getting that he Has To now

wait for me ii: Hades stays onstage by the microphone stand to the left to watch Hermes deliver his judgement to orphydice/seph/the workers and watching Tom during this was a Treat. this is the first time he's seeing how orphydice and esp Orpheus function when he's not involved to terrify them. they're so sweet and so good, and they have what looks like so much unwavering faith in each other unlike him and seph, maybe they really could... so when he delivers "i let them try" that last word is stretched with so much wonder. he's getting this first glimpse into feeling how everyone else felt when orpheus sang of how the world could be that isn't just focused in about how he feels about persephone, which always drives him - now he's having to deal with the Greater Implications and orpheus' seemingly unbreakable faith in a better world rocks him to his core. that certainty that orpheus would fail gets shaken as he watches them and when Seph asks him if he thinks they'll make it, his I Don't Know is 1/2 defensive and 1/2 actual uncertainty. he still hates to be wrong but he's wondering if his beliefs about doubt will turn out differently this time. he isn't optimistic about it by any means but orpheus, eurydice, and the workers' response to them both does give him pause

meanwhile in hades and persephone's section, on a personal level they deliver their lines to each other like they're a great deal more nervous about what next fall will bring than i've seen and heard before - something I'm thinking stems from hades' worldview being so suddenly shaken and seph too being a little more vulnerable?

MISC THOUGHTS

Tom seems to be leaning into Hades not having done anything with Eurydice other than tempt her down - once she's in Hadestown even during Why We Build The Wall he drops the salesman croon entirely and when he does rarely speak to her/about her it's commanding as a king who sees her just as another object under his possession, with very little interest in her for anything at all beyond that. he was just going after the goal of making sure Seph knew he had Options whether or not he actually pursued them

tom is super dedicated to how power-hungry hades is. I remember when I saw Patrick during chant ii he was playing hades as more affected by how much seph seemed to care about the workers now and desperately trying to get her attention back (even negatively), Tom was more consumed in seeing Orpheus as a threat because of how effectively he had turned his "children" on him. He knocks Seph down in those "shackle her from wrist to wrist" less as a personal petty attack to her like Patrick does and more like to try and destabilize her as someone backing Orpheus up. Tom's Hades perceives Orpheus as a Threat no matter how much he plays up his Performance as Nonchalant Jazzy King. he really emphasizes Hades' relationship to Orpheus whereas Patrick played more into his relationship with Eurydice, which makes so much sense what with Tom's Hades being a pettier more egotistical messy bitch obsessed with his kingdom and Patrick's Hades' obsession being his wife and Hadestown being like, this side-effect of being a god that he just couldn't help, he Had to build and strive for power whereas Tom's Hades reveled in it and wanted it. Instinct versus drive I guess. one of my buds put it super well as: "Patrick!Hades sees everything as a threat to his power Tom!Hades is so certain of his power that he can afford to be somewhat nonchalant but the fact that Orpheus alone is his main genuine threat is fucking brilliant"

and ok for now, that's what I've got! if anyone wants any clarification or wants to ask details about specific moments I didn't put in here feel free to shoot me an ask!

#hadestown #em speaks #theater #tom hewitt

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hiddles-evans-hallucinations · 4 years

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Request: “can i request? reader is typically not that affectionate but would cuddle&sometimes sit on someones lap when shes drunk. Lately Chris is alway the ones she goes to when drunk bc hes always nice to her&goes along with it but one day she overhears him kinda complaining about it so shes stops going to him and instead goes to tom holland since the two are close from working together and are about the same age. After a while Chris starts noticing that she doesn’t go to him anymore and gets jealous” - By Anon

Pairing: Chris Evans x Famous Reader

Genre: Fluff, Young-adults,

Warnings: 18+, sensitive background, explicit language, age gap

Note: Oh another famous reader and all that, I love eeht! Thank you for the request! My request are still open btw! And please also let me know if you want your request to be short or long. Hope you enjoy this!

Tag list: @patzammit - tag list are open! Lemme know through my inbox! <3

*gifs are not mine*

You were known by the public because your dad is an actor, even though you don’t go out with paparazzi, a lot of friends are way more famous than you. Famous like your dad or even more. Like Tom Holland, Chris Evans, Justin Bieber, Sebastian Stan, and also because you dated some famous people in the past, Chris Pine, Orlando Bloom, Nicholas Hoult and Niall Horan. You are a very social person but those who knows you well know enough that you are not affectionate enough, it just happens when you’re drunk; a complete clingy and lovey dovey person. And you agreed that it’s one of the reason why your past relationships never worked out.

You agreed to go to Ellen’s birthday party and when it comes to Ellen’s parties, you know you’re gonna get fucked up. You never know how she keeps it up, and she knows for sure that you’re not a lightweight drinker, a heavy one if you have to say but it all come crashing down when she’s the one that’s hosting the party.

“Aw shit.” you said over the phone when she called, you are just around the corner near her house. “I’m about to go home.” you added as you hear Ellen’s laugh with the music blasting in the background.

“Hey, come on! It’s my birthday!”

“Fine!” You said, Portia take over the phone and say, “I can’t believe you’re about to say no to your godmother.” oh and Ellen is your godmother.

“Fine, fine! I’m pulling over!”

You hung up and look down at what you’re wearing. You frown, you were just done with work; you’re a fashion designer who owns your own clothing brand. You know that when it’s Ellen’s birthday, the paparazzi would follow you to your office that day in downtown LA.

When you were about to walk out of your car, Tom calls.

You answer by not saying anything, he hates it when you do it. “Where are you?” he asks as you spray perfume all over you. “Ellen’s.” “Oh, I’m almost there too!”

You raise your brow at him. “She invites you?”

“I think it was a mistake, she was talking to RDJ and I happen to be there in the middle of them talking-”

“Oh my god, bye.”

“See you, my darling!”

You roll your eyes and hung up at him. You know where to park at Ellen’s, it’s basically your second home and you don’t need a valet to take your car for you.

You walk in greeted by Portia. “Beyonce is here.” she whispers.

“No way?”

“Yes way!” she squealed, knowing that you love Beyonce so much, your mouth hangs open.

Ellen pecks your head, “Happy birthday, godmother.” you joked as she rolled her eyes at you.

You walk into the bar and get yourself gin and tonic as a hand landed on your back, you turn around and find Sebastian Stan. “What’s up, lady!” he screamed. You smiled and find a lot of the Avengers actors is here, you spotted Chris looking at you across the room. You partied with these guys more than anyone, since you’re only a year older than Tom, you spend a lot of your time socializing and not touching people. Seb used to say, “LOL at you cause hugging is good for you.” but you can’t help it, your parents divorced because your mom was so abusive, and since then you never liked it when people touches you.

Seb says, "Your dance partner is right there." he pointed his head to Chris' direction. You flushed, your head went back to the text Anthony Mackie sent you where you were dancing all night with Chris and got a little bit too comfortable. Every time you party and there’s Chris, you don’t know why you’re always open to be affectionate and it only happens when you’re drunk.

“(Y/N)!” Tom screamed from across the room, you were sure that everyone who heard him gave him a look. You give him a one-arm hug, he laughed knowing that this is as far as you can get and it’s still progress. You worked with Tom before and have become closer after and it’s also because you’re the same age as him, just a year older.

After you said hi to everyone, Chris smiled at you, you blushed.

How embarrassing is this, (Y/N)? You said to yourself as Anthony came in with tequila shots. You shot him a look and he smirks, “Come on, we wanna see you dance like few weeks ago. I heard you still do ballet? No wonder why you can move like that, they say.. girls who ballet will shake that ass and bring a shock therapy to men like us.” Your eyes shot open that it almost fell out of it place.

“Jesus Christ, Anthony, what the fuck?” You said taking the shot from his hand and shoot it down your throat. “Hey, come on, you can dance, embrace it.” he was about to put his arms around you but know your boundaries.

“Oops, okay, hug you later.” he hands you another shot.

After eight-glasses of gin and tonic, one screwdriver, too many tequila shots, you finally take off your outer and started to make your way to Anthony who’s pulling the invisible robe to his way. You threw your head back, as you walk to the dance floor, everyone cheers you as you laugh.

Chris looks at you, licking his lower lip, young blood, he thought, every time (Y/N) gets to this point, she dances like no other, and when she grinds on him, he wants to do things to her. And he knows that she dances with everyone platonically but sometimes he wish more.

“Girls have fun” by Tyga started to play in the background, you were dancing with a glass in hand, Seb lights up his cigarette as Anthony dance enjoying himself and the music.

You saw Chris sitting down, you walk to him and grab both of his hands but he’s way stronger than you so you fall onto his lap. This is what the picture looked like at the party few weeks ago. You find yourself wrapping your hands around his neck as he chuckles. When you sat on his lap it could be all night, you’d have conversations and he even stayed at your place, doing nothing but cuddling.

You both are friends and you guys hang out a lot, partying together a lot, so you see it as a platonic gesture when you’re affectionate and clingy towards him when you’re drunk. Tom was one of the victim of your drunk clinginess, he still does sometimes but when he’s not in LA and every party you attend there’s Chris and he’s the closest friend you have out of everyone in the room, mostly.

“I got more money than her ex!” people sang the line of “Nothin’ Like Me” by Chris Brown as you drag Chris to the dance floor, your hands wrapped around his. He laughed and just when he place both his hands on your waist the music changed to “Beware” by Big Sean.

This is yours, Mackie’s and Chris’ favorite song to sing out at parties.

Okay, skeet, smoke Sleep, call Miss, text Woke, spoke Lie, feel, Lisa ew Time, kill, months, still.

“I got somebody baby calling me daddy!” Anthony and Chris shouted.

They look at you to finish the other line as you scrunch your hair up and sang, “I drink too much please call me a cabby.” they both laughed at you, the room smells like nothing but alcohol. The music never seem to stop.

All of you went to sit to talk, you sit in between Tom and Chris, you rest your head on Chris’ shoulder. But when you were about to get water, you feel dizzy and landed on Chris’ lap. “Oh this is comfortable, as always.” you slurred.

Chris looks at (Y/N) as she sits on his lap, he enjoys it usually, but now it’s getting annoying, she just keeps sitting on his lap, and it only happens when she’s drunk, she feels like she’s doing this to take advantage of him and not caring about what he might feels of this.

“Okay, I got to go home.”

Chris sighs in relief as (Y/N) make her way out after hugging everyone and kissing his cheek.

I don’t know how long she’s gonna keep it up, Chris thought.

. . . .

A month have passed since Ellen’s birthday party, you were fucked the next morning and you keep on telling everyone at your HQ to stop screaming when they’re not. You drink coffee like a lunatic at meetings and you never want to take your shades off that day.

Tonight, you’re in New York, and you are invited by Seb, he said it’s kind of a Marvel casts party but everyone’s bring everybody, it’s kind of intimate party but not really, the party where everyone know each other, so, why not invite you when you’re also in town.

You can see paparazzi outside as you walk in covering your face. You were wearing the same outfit from opening another store in Manhattan and you didn’t want to change because it’s too much work.

“Looking good, Miss (Y/L/N)!” The paparazzi called out but you ignore him.

You walk out of the elevator of the penthouse and Scarlett Johansson pulls you in for a hug immediately, not caring about you think and also because she’s already tipsy. “Why are you late?! Everyone is almost drunk!” you laughed, trying to ignore the fact that she’s still hugging you now.

You notice that it’s not as crowded as you thought it’d be.

You excuse yourself to go the bathroom to fix your makeup. You open the door and leans closer on the mirror to check on your makeup. You reapply your lipstick and add some more blush just slightly.

You were putting your things back to your clutch when you hear Chris’ and Anthony’s voice.

“Is (Y/N) gonna be here?” Chris asks.

“Yeah, Scarlett told me she’s already here.”

Chris groans, you stop yourself from being seen by them. “What’s up with you?”

“It’s just, when she’s drunk, she’s like clingy and sitting on my lap and stuff, it gets... annoying.” your heart sinks.

You’re trying to not be so hard on yourself and say, “Told ya, it’s gonna be like this when you’re affectionate.” to yourself.

“Dude? What? Anyone will take her, but remember, you know her. Platonic Evans... Platonic.” You hear their footsteps fades as you walk out.

You were avoiding Chris the whole night, you stayed with Tom and talk with RDJ, Scarlett and Mark. The party isn’t as loud as Ellen’s, everyone can still talk to each other without yelling.

You’ve been drinking and you can feel it hits fast and right. “I’m sorry if I’m gonna be handsy and clingy to you.” You said to Tom. Tom looks at you weird, “What? You are the person that everyone waits to get drunk so they can have your arms all around you.” he pulls you into his lap as you continue to talk.

Chris watches you from across the room, he knows when your eyes are different from all the alcohol, you’ll be where you are right now. But, he feels something was off. You didn’t say hi to him, you waited for Mackie to come to you to say hi, you talk with Seb then to everybody but him. Usually, this time you’d take his hands to dance or you’d just sit on his lap, but not tonight. You hold onto Tom, talking to him, laughing with him.

Chris would see it as normal, but tonight because you’re avoiding and he noticed it, it feels different. He wanted to be Tom or at least get you away from Tom.

You feel sick, and Tom can feel it. He turns you around so you are facing as he ask, “You okay?” you shook your head no.

“Have you eaten today?”

“No.”

“Why? That’s why you’re off too fast.” he said, rubbing your back. Chris sees how your skirt lifts up a little bit too high revealing your thighs when Tom shifts you around to face him.

I don’t like what I see, Chris thought to himself.

You rest your head against Tom’s cheeks, Anthony walks in and mouth “Is she okay?” Tom chuckles, shaking his head no as he continues to rub your back. Anthony grabs you a glass of water and hands it to Tom.

But, before he can give it to you, you feel like everything’s gonna come out.

You sit up straight and say, “I need to go.” covering your mouth, Chris was fast and you didn’t even know where you came from as he throw you over his shoulder and take you to the closest restroom.

You can feel your head spinning those drinks you just counted keeps on adding up and not to mention, you’re in this state fast because you haven’t eat and you drink with your usual amount of serving.

Chris holds up your hair as everything came out through your throat that feel nothing but bitterness and sourness. Oh, great, you thought.

He helped you up once you’re done, but you avoid his eyes still. You wash your mouth, opening the drawer and find a new toothbrush and brush your teeth and tongue.

You feel disgusting from all the vomit.

Chris looks at you, wondering what happened all these weeks you two went to party together all touchy but tonight, you’re so distant.

Once you’re done brushing your teeth, Chris said, “come.” you just look at him through the mirror before turning to him.

He holds out his hand but you rejeted his offer by gesturing him lead-the-way with your hands.

Chris took you to the kitchen that’s far from all of the crowds. “Here, drink this.” he hands you a cup of americano.

“Thanks.” you said, grabbing your phone out of your clutch, only finding that it’s already 2 AM.

You text back your friends, and texted Tom back.

T: I’m going. Please, let me know when you’re home.

(Y/N): Sobering up, thank you. See you soon.

You keep on finding apps to open to avoid Chris’ eyes that seems to never leave you out his sight. You don’t feel anything but embarrassed, and you want this to stop; being all touchy and affectionate only when you’re intoxicated.

“Look at me,”

You ignore him, opening Instagram and uploads a picture of you and Tom drinking together as RDJ posed with his arms crossed over his chest on your Insta Story.

“(Y/N).”

“What?” You said looking up to him, placing your phone on the counter. Chris holds up his hands in defeat hearing your tone. You look down, ashamed. You’re full on sober now, but you hate the fact that you are because now you have to talk to him.

Chris said, “I don’t like seeing you with Tom like that.” you give him a are-you-serious look.

“Why? Are you jealous?” You scoff.

“Yeah, I think I am jealous.”

“You think? I thought it’s annoying when I sit on your lap and be all handsy.”

His eyes widens. “Wha.. what?”

“I heard you, Evans, and I’m fucking sorry I did all of that and made you uncomfortable, I couldn’t fucking help it, but you don’t really have to say that.” you said, you never even confront anyone, you avoid conflicts, but you feel like you need to say it to him since you both are friends.

Chris make his way to you as you lean against the counter. “I’m sorry you have to hear that, I know, I know, I’m a dick for saying those things. But..” he place a hand on your waist as you hold your breath trying to not panic.

“Why are you only doing it when there’s alcohol involved? You know I’d want you to do it and be okay with it when you’re not intoxicated.”

You roll your eyes at him, “Chris, you know me long enough to know I can’t have people touching me.” He briefly looks at your lips then back to you.

“And whatever it is with Tom is none of your business.” you added, but you don’t shifts away from his hand on you.

“I’m sorry, but I still don’t like it.”

“Well, you don’t like it either when I’m on you, so.” you shrug, looking away. Chris turns you around and press your body against his so close that you gasps. “I don’t like you on me when you’re intoxicated, but this..” he breathes against your neck.

“I’m here for it.”

You find yourself smiling. “So, you’re jealous?” he nodded as he rest his chin on the side of your head, he’s too tall to have his chin on your shoulder.

You take a deep breath to place your hand on top of him. “I am, very much. I might have to show you how jealous I am.”

You gasp and turn to him. “Oh no, you’re not.”

Chris chuckled, amused before cupping your face. “People desire your touch and I long for it with you in a state like this.” he leans forward, his face is an inch away from you.

“So, please, my request, specifically, don’t do it with other guys.”

“Well, you don’t like it with you-”

He cuts you off by pressing his lips together against yours.

While the one hand’s caressing your face, the other hand trails on the side of your thigh, trailing up to the inside of your skirt.

“You’re mine, now.” he murmurs against your lips.

“Show me then.”

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sporadic-writer · 4 years

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Welcome to the Neighborhood pt. 2

Note: ok so I know that not all of the boys, meaning both twins, live with the others. And I know my update schedule sucks but I go in a block and funk. Sorry guys. I just want you to read something I would read and truly enjoy. Also, I think I may make this a Haz fic bc ones about hin deserves more love and notes.

No one really reads these but I also think I'll write this for Harrison bc when Tom posted the pic of Nadia, it shattered the illusion in my head lol and it feels weird to a certain extent to write when he is most likely dating her. Don't get me wrong, I'm so happy for him and he doesn't know I exist, but it feels odd idk. So im pausing on Tom stuff atm lol. Harrison is single as far as publicly that ik so thats that 😅

Pairing: Harrison x Reader (most likely)

Warnings: mentions of weed, alcohol, and swearing. I enjoy all these things responsibly and ik im not the only one. As always stop reading if you dont like something.

Part 1 here initial teaser here (got around 100 notes soo 😎 check that out)

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“Alrighty boys. That’s enough about me, tell me about yourselves. I only know this one from the big screen and that 2 of you are brothers.” You gestured to Tom as you spoke about him. “And from basic eavesdropping I gather you are all very close.”

Tom smiled, “Actually I’m a brother to the twins, older obviously.” It was fun having a celeb lounging in your hot tub, drinking a beer with you. “But yeah I am an actor, Spider-Man as you probably know. Harrison’s an actor too!”

“Oh my god you are! I watched Catch-22 on Hulu! Comedy my ass..! I balled my eyes out several times.” He had the nerve to laugh in response. “Don’t laugh! That shit got intense quick. Then the shot where you all are swimming? Killed me. I don't know how I didn't notice you. Sorry!”

“Did you at least like it?” He smiled and asked hopefully. When you nodded yes he beamed! “Well then that’s all that matters. I will say an American accent is hard.”

You brought your beer up to your lips. “Yeah because your guys’ accent is so easy. You make fun of how different areas in America have different accents but it’s the same here!” They nodded in agreement at your words. You leaned your head back a tad and enjoyed the warm water. “Southern accents have different twangs bepending on the area, I have family that lives closer to New England, that's something all in its own. Just like here. You got London, Wales, some place called Essex and other places more north of here. It's not just the US." You reached over for your joint to finish it amongst the bubbles. "Now for real. Tell me about yourselves. Harrison you start I guess."

"Why me?"

"Shorter wikipedia page." You smirk as you re-lit your herb. The guys laughed and made 'ooh' noises to tease. "I'm kidding! Relax a touch. I just picked your name because you are right in front of me."

"Well I've known this lot since we were all kids. Tom and I went to school together and we have been stuck with each other since. I was his personal assistant for a while too." You listened as he spoke. Sweat was building up on his face from the hot tub. It added a nice shine to his, and everyone's faces. In order to avoid makeup running everywhere you sat up as you listened to him. You watched his eyes watch your movements as you took a hit and slowly exhaled. Almost like he was relaxing from watching someone relax from getting high without actually doing so. He kept going and you realized you zoned out a tad. "And then I wanted to do more than just model so I did more auditions and Catch-22 became my biggest so far."

You nodded, noting you heard and were listening. "That's cool and all but tell me like favorite song, movie, animal! Hahaha it isn't everyday famous people are in my hot tub. I'm going to savor this first encounter!" He smiled and answered your sort of questions. You offered the joint around before it finished. Tom passed, Tuwaine and Harrison took quick hits though. "But yeah that is me. Now someone else go so I don't have the spot light on me anymore." He looked at you as he said that and handed you the last bit. You winked in thanks, and to flirt lightly. (Shoot your shot right?) "Same questions to you love."

You responded your favorite song, movie, and color to him. "Yeah I like a bit of everything. But funny movies are my favorite. Obviously I like Marvel too Tom don't worry. Same goes for music but my preference ranges from new pop to older rock. I grew up on 80s alternative pop stuff." You smiled at him and he beamed in pride at the brand he represented. "Ok Sam you now."

Sam starts talking about his life and Harrison goes to grab more drinks. At this point the sun as almost finished setting and you tell the blonde how to turn the deck lights on. Soon the rows of edison bulbs flick on and a lovely mood is set. The glow isn't too bright and adds a nice light to your summer tanned skin. What you don't know is that the gentlemen appreciated the glow as well. However, they are too polite to say anything too bold after just meeting you.

If you could read minds or be sober enough to detect a certain lack of subtlety you would pick up on how the single men checked you out as you got out of the tub to get rid of the roach. Polite of course, 20 something men are going to appreciate a beautiful American girl right in front of them.

And if they could read your mind they would hear how you were taking in Tom and Harrison's jaw lines and toned muscles. How you appreciated Tuwaine's smile and height. Then add the twin's curls and freckles to the list and they'd think you were picking them like boys from a catalogue. Despite the slight oggling on your part, your eyes always wandered back to the blonde hair blue eyed boy the most. He seemed a little more laid back then Tom. Probably just because one was working more than the other, but that was just initial vibes you got. Regardless of vain appearance choices and vibe preference, all these boys were wonderful and you were just lucky enough your uncle's hot tub fit them all nicely.

Tuwaine smiled cheekily and spoke up. "Alright, we all have fresh drinks and proper buzzes. Let's make it fun and play a game. So Y/N, you went to college in the states, give us a classic drinking game and show us what you got."

"Ha! I don't know what you're looking for but I assume never have I ever is universal? You can't play kings or flip cup in a hit tub. Hold up 5 fingers, put them down if you've done said thing, drink as well."

"No fingers, just play till we are right pissed." Harry grinned and everyone else went along with it. "I will start. Never have I ever- wait this a normal game or sexy version?"

You said you didn't care and Tom said what the hell, so he continued. "Never have I ever gotten walked in on during a scandelous activity." Tom and Harrison both drank and groaned saying they have both walked in on each other at some point in life. Tuwaine continued.

"Never have I ever fooled around while someone else is in the room." There was a pause and no one drank. But then you rose your beer to your lips and they all looked at you in a manner of surprise and demand for explination.

Shrugging you said, "Old drunken hookup in school. We didn't know his roommate was in his top bunk asleep until it was too late. The mistake we made was keeping on going when we thought we heard him, because we did..."

"Wow Y/N. Learning a lot about the neighbor girl right away!"

"Shut up this game was your idea!" You laughed as you spoke in response to his teasing. "But whatever it's my turn now anyway. Never have I ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person." That got all but Harrison and you felt proud for getting them. "Alright so you are either morons or were in a rush to send that sext."

Tom defended himself saying her name was Sam and it was instant regret the second he realized.

Sam glared at him and said, "Yeah no one enjoyed that bro. I'm still shaken up about it."

"Get over yourself it was like 5 years ago! And you accidentally sent your friend Jake one, so pot, kettle, hi both black."

"It was detailed!"

You just sat there amused taking this all in. "I am so glad this happened tonight." You said more to yourself than them.

"Darling if this ends up in the tabloids we will never speak again." They were teasing with the threat. "But come on this is good let's keep going. Never have I ever done it in a car." You, Sam, and Tuwaine all drank and giggled.

The game continued on and another round of drinks were had. You learned Tuwaine had said the wrong name in bed. Also, that both Harry and Harrison have fooled around during family functions. In return they learned that you've hooked up in a college classroom and in a restaurant bathroom. That ended up getting you and your former boyfriend kicked out of the establishment. Towards the final round all were getting sleepier but still in a good mood.

"Never have I ever had sex high." Harrison challenged the group. No one drank. "Wait really? Thought I'd get you with that. Finish your beer and all." He looked at you as he spoke.

"Nope. Just never happened now that I've thought about it. Huh. You'd think right? But nope. Not that I'm opposed." You ended your statement by glancing his way while finishing your beer anyway. Harrison just watched the way your neck moved as you tilted your head back. "Ok boys this was fun but I am gettin tired."

Tom nodded. "Same here. Thank you for having us darling, it was fun!" The others spoke in agreement and you smiled at them saying they were welcomed back anytime. They offered to help clean but you grabbed the remaining bottles and told them you were good. After final goodbyes, you told them to not he strangers, you were all in your respective homes.

You went to bed pretty quick. Next door, at their place Tom, Harrison, and Sam lingered to get some water before bed. "She was really cool." Sam said while sipping water.

Harrison hummed in agreement. "Yeah I think so too. Very chill and all that."

Sam smirked and playfully said, "You just think she's fit mate." There was a pause.

"Well she is." It was Tom who said that and the others looked at him in playful shock. "What I'm not blind! She is! She's isn't some shy girl freaking out over us. She's cheeky and just seems normal about us living next to her. More Harrison's type though I'd say."

Sam laughed. "Yeah he always liked the classic American 'girl next door' type. Just a bonus she is actually American this time." They paused for Harrison to negate their statements but he just sipped his water and looked at them with a glint in his eyes. "Told you." Sam said as he took a sip. "She is better than half the models either of you bring back. Nuerons fire and she can keep a conversation. Not that all models are like that! But come on you went out with some stereotypes." Neither could disagree. Sometimes you just want to have a date with the beautiful face. Long term needs substance though, and both Tom and Harrison thought you had it all.

"We need to invite her over tomorrow, and any time she's free." Groundwork was to be established and Harrison was determined to get to know you more.

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albuspottrss · 4 years

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Hpcc London Part One recap from January Second

Part one notes from January second :) enjoy plenty of scorbus feels with a couple of heartbreaking notes inbetween. Covers on that day were:

Lola!Polly

David mara! Sorting hat

Robert Curtis! Bane

Act one

Doms Albus watches his family’s interactions with such a huge smile on his face, he loves them all so dearly, but doesn’t quite feel like he fits in and isolates himself away from the group, he does a lot of nervous looking around the platform, clearly showing his anxiety as more and more people are watching him, and he fiddles with his robes trying to calm himself down.

Tom gave Rayxia a kiss on the cheek on the platform, and then hit ryan in the face with something (like paper?) in a nice bit of Ron JSP banter

Lola!polly gave a little wave to the potters after “people always look”

Craig!karl ran into the compartment and stuck his hand out for Jon to shake, he was super excited to make a new friend and then realised who Scorpius was and pulled away and ran out, but scorpius had already started raising his hand to shake it back and then sunk back into his seat all sad.

Then the trolley witch popped by and Scorp pulled her over and they had a long conversation until she moved to the next compartment and it looked like she was telling JSP off.

Dombus excitedly stuck his hand out to Scorpius and Rayxia!RGW pushed it back.

Scorpius sounded like he was about to cry when he said “mum wasnt.” His voice cracked and he sounded so upset at the idea that anyone could see his mum, his loving, kind caring mum who was his best friend as a death eater and wanted to defend her as best he could.

When Dombus says he’s going to stay in the compartment he did a little reassuring foot stomp, he’s so confident in his decision to stay with the nerdy boy he just met.

One of my fave things is how Jon doesn’t really sing the sweEets line, bc he’s so shy and trails off almost straight away because he doesn’t want to mess things up, but then dombus goes full on goofy singing it back with frantic flapping arm gestures to let scorpius know that it’s okay, he can be his full nerdy self around him.

When Scorpius says RGW is quite fierce, Albus is so fast to apologise, and kind of reaches out towards him (mirroring how Jamie Harry reaches out after the blanket scene to take the words back) because Albus has a heart of gold and is trying to take back the nasty rumours that had made Scorpius uncomfortable because he’s literally only known this boy for three mins but cares so much already about him.

In the sorting Albus runs forward super quickly and nearly stumbled because he’s so desperate for the worrying to be over, and then when his worst fear becomes a reality he just mouths “what?”

RGW and JSP turned to each other and started a heated conversation about it straight away and then James ran forward and mouthed “I’m so sorry” to Al :(

Scorpius looks so hurt and angry at the comments made at Albus after the quidditch lesson

Ryans iconic “Slytherin slytherin stop with you’re dithering” accompanied with full on snake like hand action towards Albus

Albus is so fed up when Harrys talking to him about making new friends but as soon as he talks about Scorpius his face lights up with the biggest smile ever and it’s the most adorable thing

Draco and Harry were having the heated convo on the platform and Lola!polly and Luke!yann walk past and then Lola sees Draco and grabs Luke’s hand and they run off stage together

After “well this one does” Albus gives Scorpius a playful little shove as they run off stage together

In wand dance, Dombus nearly tripped over Ronnie and did a dramatic little turn to cover it up

Harrys dramatic bow sequence to Hermione is the most wonderful thing ever I love their friendship.

I was watching Dombus closely during the scene with Amos and Harry and watching his reaction to “kill the spare” was heartbreaking because he clearly feels like he is the spare in his family (which obvs isn’t true they love him all so very much but his insecurities shine through) and his face crumpled, and then made him more determined to keep listening because he wanted to help save someone who he saw as like himself :(

“Albussss PottER” then Maddie! Delphi bowed to him and Dombus bowed back having a nice mock at his own surname and the insecurities it’s caused him

“But how can I ignore it? It’s PINK” accompanied with some sassy af hand on hip action from Ryan

At the start of the blanket scene Jamie just went “Ron sent this, Ahahshsjjsud” like a load of random noises, he’s so awkward and can tell his sons upset about heading back to school but doesn’t know how to approach him about it properly

Dombus flinches and moves away as soon as Jamie sits next to him, Harry put his hand on Albus after he says “I certainly need some” trying to reassure him that things would get better and it would work out

Albus was so angry and emotional and was crying on the “sometimes I wish you weren’t my dad” and then when Jamie says THAT line he did his reaching out to try and take the words back and Dom just stood there his face so crestfallen at what his dad had admitted.

He then does a really forced laugh at “no love or luck for me then” because he’s trying to make it look like he doesn’t care and deal with the situation with humour but he’s broken inside and it doesn’t come out as an actual laugh :(

Craig!Dudley kept hugging the stairs and peeking out at Harry in the dream sequence

In fourth year, Scorpius is sat waiting for his best friends arrival, fiddling with his hand and his foot tapping the floor as he anxiously waits, but I absolutely love how this has changed from first year where he’s sat reading a book because he thinks no one would want to be friends with the rumoured son of voldemort and now he’s waiting to be reunited with the boy who cares so much for him :)))

The hug here was awkward as it should be, but Scorpius’s arms were sticking out and then he patted Albus on the back like he wanted to hug him back he just didn’t know how, as Scorpius tends to deal with his feelings emotionally, rather than physically (that little snippet is confirmed by JC himself)

RGW was in JSPs department, and they were having an in-depth conversation- perhaps about Albus and how worried JSP was for him? And then when Rose ran back into their apartment she was clearly updating him on the situation and perhaps the bread thing too, we stan these two cousins.

Albus is so enthusiastic about saving Cedric he’s bouncing up and down and getting very close to Scorpius’s face with lots of dramatic hand actions because he really really wants to be able to save a fellow “spare”

Albus tries to get Scorpiusto go up into the train roof first but Jon was not having it and eventually Albus climbed up first, leaving Scorpius to scramble after him because although it seems scary, Scorpius couldn’t let Al do something scary by himself!

When Albus turns around and sees the trolley witch standing behind them, his mouth drops open and pauses for ages completely shook before he utters out a little “OH”

Scorpius is so bewildered by how long trolleys been doing the job for and is so intrigued about her history when he crawls forward you can kind of see he forgets where they are and the circumstances he just wants to know more about her life ( lucky for him there’s a thread for that on trolleybitchs twitter ;))

The EGM is always so so so sassy and I love it, there were plenty of sassy shouts of “whAaaaatttttt’ that sounded like they were coming from Lolas direction, and someone squealed “shut uppppp” before Hermione conjured silence!

As always Joward was doing his best bitchy Draco lean in the ministry

A nice cry of “FILTHY MARK” was heard and then had to be calmed down by someone else because he was so into it.

“Harrys scar is hurting” a voice from the crowd “shAme” and then after this meeting is a sham, we got the wonderful “YOURE A SHAMMMMM” chasing draco off stage into the wings.

St Oswalds!

The two old witches came forward muttering, “want another biscuit” to which Craig replied with “absolutely NOT” and then the classic “alright alright STOP you’re giving me a headache”

A change to the scene was a new sofa which Lola was perched on and Craig came down and sat next to her, and then someone chucked Craig a wand until all the oldies set his tea on fire.

In the scene with Amos when Amos mentions his house, Dombus gets all anxious and desperately grabs at his robes and pulls them to cover up his jumper like he’s ashamed of himself for his house :(

Scorpius is trying to protect albus so much and trying to be brave and has his arm around Albus whilst Amos is angry, trying to reassure him!

In the scene with the adults Ron’s sat there eating the food off of his plate and then switched the plates around and starts eating someone else’s, and is proud and laughing at himself whilst Hermione looks on fondly but also exasperated with him!

Jon was really getting into the poly juice transformation he was shaking about so much and making loads of “vvvvvvvvvv” noises for dramatic effect as he transformed (he did also end up with three arms briefly too)

Joward does the sassiest “do youuuuuu? kNow iT??” ever

“No hiding places” - cue a high pitched screeching from Jamie

After alohamora worked Jamie!scorpius squeaked out a “wahhahah” he was so proud of himself for getting into THE minister for magics office

Okay time for Toms albus polyjuice scene which is the best thing ever.

Running through the door shouting “surpriseeeeeeeeeee” and then having a sharp intake of breath like he didn’t know what on earth to say or do next and then he has this idea and kisses Hermione and then cannot believe he’s done that and whilst Harry and Hermione are talking has a moment to compose himself and starts gagging and putting his hands in his mouth to mimic throwing up - which is just so much like doms albus and parralels to the two times Dom does the exact same thing!

Michelle kept dodging Tom as he tried to kiss her again and so he settled for an aggressive hug (Albus is defo a hugger bless him)

“Let’s have a baby”*takes a moment to shout AAAAAGHHHHHHH* “or a holidAYYYYYY” *points vigorously at hermione* “I WANT A HOLIDAY” and stomps his feet.

On “puckish sense of fun” Tom does the a little jig curtsy dance thing accompanied by a cloak swish.

Scorpius is clearly upset that he hadn’t realised his best friend had had an argument with his dad, he really cares about him so much

Tom scampers up the bookcase on all fours and then lies on the top of it.

When Albus came out of the bookcase he was shaking with nerves and fear :(

Act Two.

Hermione tells Ron off for going to the kitchens and Joward did his classic dusting himself down dramatically after getting out of the floo.

Dombus is so so so happy he mastered expelliarmus he has the biggest grin on his face and is so bouncey awwww, whereas Scorp is fiddling with his hands when he sees Delphi and Albus, he’s super anxious he’s about to be replaced :(

Maddie! Delphi handing over the robes “you are going to need to wear” dramatic pause filled with her singing a little song as she grabs them “de dun dun deeeee, THESE”

Obviously I’m going to include my best note of the evening “quality neighs from Rob Curtis” bc Robs bane was perfect and one dramatic son of a bitch.

Edge of the forest was beautiful as always, but it hurt even more when Scorpius was talking about checking the daily prophet every day, since that’s how he found out about all the nasty rumours about him and already knew he would most likely never have any real friends and could only dream about having mates like Harry did, at this point Doms face falls because he didn’t know this about his best friend, and doesn’t really feel like he can ever live up to his father, but it lights up again when Jon says “you’re better” this moment is the purest scene ever, and Albus is so desperate to tell Scorpius that he’s his best friend too and he says it so fast and runs up to him and grabs his hand 🥺

Triwizard time let’s gooooo

Ronnies iconic crawl through the crowd to get back to slytherin

Craig!karl wolf whistling, and then starting a Mexican wave that made it all the way down to ravenclaw (lacking effort from the gryffs here) but I was so proud he got it working so well!

“KRUM KRUM KRUM!!!!” - Ronnie and

Duncan

“I LOVE YOU FLEUR”- Craig!karl shouts, everyone turns around and stares at him judgementally and then he points at ravenclaw girl “SHE LOVES YOU”

Ronnie and Duncan kept batting each other with their scarves which was veryyyy cute

Albus looked so very excited about mentions of Charlie weasley training the dragons he has the “that’s my uncle” look of pride in his eyes!

Craig!karl did some banging high kicks and then everyone started arguing

Albus is on the floor in pain and Jon got down on the floor with him to see if he was okay

Jamie!harry mocking madam pomfreys voice is hilarious he’s obviously still not over that skele-grow from second year

Dom starts fiddling with the blanket whilst his dad is talking and then does the most desperate cry of dAdddd

“Never fitted” Albus try has never felt like he fitted in anywhere apart from when he’s with Scorpius, and was on the verge of tears as his dad suggested splitting them up, it was at this point I scrawled down the note ‘Albus so intensely loves Scorpius’

When Albus mentions Hermione. Ron stood up and said ‘Hermione? *squeaks* NOOOO!”

Jon sits on the stairs looking broken and fiddling with his hands (exactly like albus does when he’s nervous :(()

Albus is so sweet he asks so so so softly “but Hermione? What are you doing here?” He doesn’t want to upset her but he’s genuinely confused, what is the most powerful witch ever doing teaching DADA

Polly is so fustrated with Albus she just wants gryff to do well, Yann turns around to make sure she’s okay before standing up to speak to Albus

Craig!karl pointed at Ronnie!Craig when asked the question about patronuses like why on earth would he know the answer but give ceeby a try he’s more likely to know

Craig!Karl turned around and shook his head at Albus after asking about Rose Granger-Weasley

Staircase ballet,

Both the boys were looking out for each other with so much longing, then Albus sees Scorpius and runs away because it hurts too much to see his best friends pain :(

Jon sits down and crosses his legs and looks the most forlorn and lost at the top of the stairs :(

Dom looks up and opens his mouth, he wants to say something so desperately to Scorpius.

Jon sits down again and peers over the edge of the stairs down below at Dom

At the top of the stairs they pause for the longest time and Dom attempts to say something and Scorpius waits so expectantly, until the staircases drag them apart from each other - metaphorical for them being dragged apart from each other by Harry and the nasty rumours and the bullying- hogwarts itself pulls them apart and back into their individual pools of desperate loneliness, they both begin stepping towards each other trying to reach the other because they can’t stay away from each other but are forced apart :(

Draco did his sassy little hand action and tut tutted Harry after one of the spells, and then at the “were the same age” Jamie did a little bow and crouched down

Lola!Polly did an exasperated sigh at Scorpius being weird with the cloak covering up Delphi

Draco really struggles when talking about Astoria, he only wants to focus on the happy memories and fiddles with his wedding ring, and cannot bring himself to say that she is dead he opts for things like saying she’s ‘gone’ or that they ‘lost her’ because saying she’s dead would be way to final for him :(

Library scene

Lola!Polly kept shaking her head and sighing at scorbus, and then doing dramatic shhhhing

Scorpius kept shying away from Albus :(

Lola!Polly told on them to Madam Pince and when they were told off did a sassy nod and hair flick

Polly did a dramatic hand action to calm herself down before storyline out of the library

Jon was crying when talking about how awful the bullies are because he cares so much for his best friend and he knows how the bullies are and how much it hurts him to know his friend has to go through that :((

From where I was sat the invisibility cloak didn’t fully cover Dom immediately and his arms were flailing about

Jon sat crying and holding on to himself, and when Albus started talking about Astoria Dom was nearly breaking down :((

Scorpius was still crying as he uttered out “thannkkk youuuu” and he was properly sobbing at the “maybe their true too”

Scorpius touched Albus’s knee on ‘thats a nice thing to say’ 🥺

In the library hug Al stuck out his hand and Scorp mock shakes it before Dom pulled him in for a hug and Jon hugged him back and gently patted his back

After Albus explained his plan with Cedric, Scorp in complete admiration of his bestie, let out a gentle “You’re CLEVER”

Scorpius knows that’s a huge insecurity of Albus’s but hes genuinely in awe of how great he is and wants him to see his intelligence for himself :)))

Doms sparkly surprise was the most dramatic I’ve seen it, a full pew pew pppewwwww and he did the firework actions all the way above his head

After mentioning the marriage thing and having a daughter Ron did the most awkward “hahahha, ha” ever

“Well consider me engorgi impressed” *frantic thumbs up*

Jon did his amazing nodding at 300 miles an hour and grinning at how hot Cedric is with Myrtle, the pair of them literally fan girl so hard over him

“Then I’m entirely ready” pause ‘mmmmmmmmhmmmmmm’ “for whatever” *mouth full of gillyweed*

I love scorbus’s underwater high-five that they do but then it struck me that that’s the last bit of physical contact Scorpius has with Albus before he gets thrown into a world without him and the possibility that he’ll never get to see him ever again :(

Jons screams of ALBUSSSSSS are always so so so desperate, at first it’s confusion, but then the panic sets in that oh my god maybe he’s drowned and the horrifying realisation that he’s not coming out of the lake and he looks just so frightened :(

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icedcappujaeno · 5 years

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“Date night?”

( a/n: okay remember that college student jaehyun and professor jaehyun? now we get an accountant jaehyun bc one anon sent me a message that jae also wanted to be an accountant.......we stan an ambitious man )

Although being his assistant is a very tedious job, his looks had to make up for it, that, you had to be honest.

Accountant!Jaehyun walked his way into his office, as usual. In his crisp Tom Ford black suit, along with a white inner button down with one button not done, he looks like an expensive five-course meal served in the finest restaurants along the universe.

He smiled at you, the deep indents of his cheeks appearing while you greet him “good morning”, the scent of his Jo Malone cologne tickling your scent when he neared your desk.

“I presume you had the papers for audit ready?” He questioned, and you could never prevent the reflex of biting your lower lip when you heard his baritone voice. God damn it, these pheromones.

It was beyond professionalism at this point. You knew how you lusted over your boss—and you knew how unhealthy that is in this kind of set-up, especially inside the office.

“Are you sick?” Jaehyun interrupted your train of thought, causing your teeth to completely sink down to your bottom lip which scathed. You hissed, hand moving towards your lip, and you could almost taste the metallic liquid.

“I’m fine sir,” you defensively said, a finger pressed on the scathed lip to prevent more bleeding.

“Is that so?” he chuckled, fishing his white hankerchief from his pants’ pockets before offering it to you. You took it, albeit hesitantly, and pressed it to your lip. The scent of his cologne whiffed your senses, admittedly, loving its odor and made your knees wobble...maybe even feeling a warmth between your inner thighs.

“Your face looked so red earlier, I thought you’re going to explode,” his voice was not laced with concern—it was mocking, you can tell. You had been with him for almost a year now and you knew the tone of his voice when he teases.

With this, you felt your cheeks get warmer than they actually are and is about to retort but he’s already turned his back to you.

“Bring the files to my office, ASAP.”

The bleeding of your lip stop, but your cheeks were still flushing from the scene just now. You held onto his hankerchief, clutching it between your fist as you probably will not forget the events earlier for another month.

What a great way to start the day.

“Come on, it’s Friday!” Your officemate whined, shaking your shoulder as you try to remain unbothered with her constant actions. “Let’s go out and drink!”

Along with the banters are the actions of taking shots to emphasize, but you weren’t having any of it.

“Yeah, almost everyone in the office is coming, well, except Mr. Park,” one of them snickered. “You know how her wife goes Godzilla when he comes home drunk.”

“As much as I want to join you guys,” you spun your chair to face them, and finally, your officemate let go of your shoulders. “Mr. Jung wants me to finish this file so he can work on it during the weekend.”

One of your officemates rolled her eyes to your direction. “Jeez, is the overtime worth it? Just come with us! You had your overtimes almost every day! It’s just this once!”

You just smiled sheepishly in response, turning back to your computer.

“Ugh,” the one who was shaking your shoulders earlier grunted, and you heard her stuffing her things inside her bag. “I bet you’re just working overtime for him because he’s hot as fuck. I mean if I had a boss like that I’d bang!”

Okay, you know they were joking—that was low, but hey, they weren’t wrong. But your pride and dignity won’t allow them to talk to you like that.

“Excuse me—“

The sound of the intercom halted your words and before you could even banter back to your officemates, they had already left, giggling their way out, sending you flying kisses of goodbye.

You turned back to your seat with rolling eyes and answered the intercom in two more rings.

“What took you long to answer?” Jaehyun asked, but surprisingly, in a calm manner.

“I went to the restroom sir,” you lied, but then telling him that you prioritize bantering with your friends first would obviously be a giveaway for him to give you a warning. “Is there anything you need?”

“I was going to ask if you’re hungry,” he replied.

“Oh, I’m okay, Mr. Jung,” you said, but the rumbling of your stomach was apparently loud enough for him to hear through the line, making him chuckle.

“Okay, maybe a little. Is there anything you want to eat, sir? I could get us some food.”

“Are you done with your work?” You noticed the shift of the tone of his voice. It was lower than the usual, an omen of bad comings to you.

You gulped and shook your head.

“Almost...?”

The last sound you heard from his line was his chuckle before hanging up. You could feel cold sweat forming on your temples when his doors slid open, revealing your boss — now with two buttons undone, and slightly ruffled hair on the side.

“Let’s get some dinner then.”

And that’s how you ended up sitting in a fancy Italian restaurant of his choice.

Upon looking at the menu, you were pretty sure the platter of risotto costs more than monthly water bill. You bit your lip and held the menu higher when the waiter came, a bright smile flashing before yours then to Jaehyun.

“Date night?”

Immediately, you lowered the menu to retort. “What—“

Jaehyun hummed which silenced you, pursing his lips which made him look like the bread meme—in a cuter fashion. The waiter chuckled while his hand gestured to question your orders.

You could only look at Jaehyun in despair. You hoped he could read your eyes—I’m broke, I can’t pay this, I’ll just order water—

“She’s a bit shy, sorry,” Jaehyun chortled, reading into you perfectly. The face you’re making at right now at him makes him want to put your head between his hands and pepper your adorable expressions with his kisses.

It was cute.

For a moment, his eyes trained at the page of your menu, and then he looked up to the waiter, ordering the Risotto platter and a King’s Cut platter for himself. The waiter nodded and left, and how you wanted to escape this nightmare and just eat ramen at home.

“Sir, I’ll just pay in installments through my salary,” you shyly muttered, though a little annoyed since it wasn’t your idea to be here in the first place.

Jaehyun hummed again, propping his elbows while his chin rested on the back of his palm. His eyes were mischevious and his lips were stretched into a smug smile, and even though you knew he was playing with you, it was an adorable sight to look at.

“I don’t do installments,” he grinned. “I only accept one-time, full-time payment.”

You sighed, biting your lower lip, internally saying goodbye to your internet connection back home so you can pay for this dinner. And maybe your phone plan?

On the other hand, Jaehyun wanted to laugh at how genuinely concered you are on paying for the food when obviously he’ll be responsible for it.

The food arrived not two silent minutes after.

It’s now or never, you thought as you dig into your million dollar food.

Okay, it was an exaggeration, but you get the point. No food must be left to waste!

When Jaehyun was about to open the door of his car for you, you took huge steps to prevent him from doing so. You cannot ask for another favor from your boss, so you hurriedly slid inside his car, sitting on the passenger seat.

Although flabbergasted, Jaehyun only shook his head, the smile from his lips never fading. He walked around and slid in his car as well, sitting on the driver’s seat.

You were sure minutes have passed and your boss hasn’t started the car’s engine yet.

“Is something wrong?” Your lips pursed as you looked at the bumper, your window side, finally meeting Jaehyun’s mischevious gaze to you.

“Everything’s perfect,” he replied, shifting his seat as he turned to face you. “I was just thinking of how you’ll pay that risotto.”

Eyes widening at his statement, you felt like a prey trapped in your predator’s lair. “I promise to pay it, sir! No worries!”

“When?”

“Soon!”

“But I want it now,” he said, almost in a whisper. His gaze was never leaving yours, although a little uncomfortable with it, your boss—your crush, staring at you with a sultry look on his eyes, how could you look away?

You felt his hand caress your cheek, and slowly he lean forward, placing a chaste kiss on your lips.

Though it only lasted for a moment, it felt magical, at the same time, forbidden, but you absolutely loved how his lips felt upon yours.

“You think I never noticed the way you look at me in the office?” He whispered, and at the sound of his husky voice, you felt your cheeks rose warmer and heat between your inner thighs.

“Why don’t we stay at my place tonight baby?”

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National Boss Day [h.s.]

- part I -

“But Harry had really gotten hooked on her when he asked her about how she was under pressure and Y/N answered by comparing herself to the calm and collectiveness of a wolf hunting its prey. Her specific words were, ‘On all levels except physical, I am a wolf.’ and he immediately recognized where the quote was from. He’s not ashamed to say that he’s stayed up pretty late on work nights watching RIP Vine compilations.

To her comment, Harry then answered with a huge, goofy grin and a small, squeaky bark like the one in the video referenced and any nerve-derived ice between them immediately broke down.”

or Y/N is Niall’s right-hand and Big Boss Styles claims to be the Gordon Ramsey of coffee cakes.

A/N: hello ladies and germs!! this is the long anticipated boss!harry fic that has been in the works for a bit and as i was reading through it, i realized how long it was and decided to break it down into parts so that you guys could at least get most of it as the rest gets finished up (and doing this will also push me to finish it faster bc i’ll have it out already). feedback is always welcome and thank you so much for your support! i love you all so much and i hope you enjoy the first installment! p.s.- im sorry if tumblr is wack and doesn’t put the “keep reading” but i promise i put one

rating: uhhh i’d say pg-13 bc there’s no smut but there’s mentions of Mature Content™ eskeet

word count: about 2.6k

masterlist : ask

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Working as a secretary for a member of a company’s board has it perks, Y/N could say.

She’s a key part in the business since she has to deal with organizing the corporation’s system, handling the dozens of phone calls that the business gets, keeping the big people on track with their schedules, doing interviews on behalf of the company, visiting schools and colleges and career fairs to inform the public of how their business works, helping plan, set up, and execute professional events and banquets— the list goes on. It’s not an easy job, but it’s one with a purpose and when it comes to a career, purpose is everything. It has just the right amount of responsibilities to give her work meaning, but it’s not too overwhelming to the point where she can’t handle it. It’s what she likes to refer to as a healthy challenge.

The job’s perks elevate even higher since Y/N’s employer also happens to be one of her closest friends. Thanks to Niall, days at the office aren’t a complete and total bore. He cares about her, therefore he doesn't’ treat her like shit, which some (most) bosses tend to do. Alongside that, he makes working fun thanks to his witty, happy-go-lucky sense of humor and his knack for telling her all the dirty gossip circulating around the business’s higher powers (to which they like to refer to as King Styles’ Round Table).

But with every job, just as there are ups, there are bound to be downs. That down happens to be a six-foot British curly-haired brunette, who likes to flaunt sheer dress shirts that show off his plethora of enticing tattoos along with his lean arms, who wears tight slacks that expose his beautifully thick thighs perfectly, who sports expensive custom-made Gucci loafers, and who trails the sweet yet tangy scent of Tom Ford all around the office building.

The thing about downs is that most downs can be surpassed, but it’s a little hard to best this one when he runs the fucking company.

It’s even harder because Y/N sees Harry quite often since she is the one who’s always delivering Niall’s paperwork and business files, sometimes even attending the board meetings on his part when Niall can’t make it.

It’s hard because there’s always been an underlying tension between her and Harry ever since they laid eyes on each other. Y/N could feel it when they shook hands for the first time— the way he gave the gesture slowly, as if trying to make it last. As if he wanted to keep their fingers interlocked for as long as possible. She could feel it in how when she had talked to him about her experience in the field, he was absentmindedly chewing on his bottom lip as he watched her own with intense concentration, which had made her cheeks sting, much to his amusement. But Harry had really gotten hooked on her when he asked her about how she was under pressure and Y/N answered by comparing herself to the calm and collectiveness of a wolf hunting its prey. Her specific words were, “On all levels except physical, I am a wolf.” and he immediately recognized where the quote was from. He’s not ashamed to say that he’s stayed up pretty late on work nights watching RIP Vine compilations.

To her comment, Harry then answered with a huge, goofy grin and a small, squeaky bark like the one in the video referenced and any nerve-derived ice between them immediately broke down. For the rest of the session, they strayed from the normal interview etiquette and talked about funny videos and memes on social media and he can confidentially say it is the best interview he’s ever given. Y/N was something else. The sweet, witty, funny something else that he felt the company needed to— that he needed, as well, to keep himself from losing his youth to the business world. All in a professional sense, of course.

When the interview had been over, Harry had gotten up and given Y/N’s hand another shake, the corners of his pretty rose lips quirking upwards into a smile that was borderline childish and genuine and full of awed interest in this random girl who had run into his office in Adidas slides and changed into heels in the bathroom, all without realizing that she’d almost toppled into him on his way to the elevator.

His voice had been deep, accent annunciating every syllable to utter crisp perfection as he regarded her with entertained wonder. “I really look forward to having you on board.”

Within all the quirky behavior they shared in the company, Harry’s interest in her became a bit more sensual as his tiny, endearing crush grew into him being utterly, shamefully whipped. Their exchanges became speckled with intense moments that suggested lascivious intentions, and Y/N can’t say she wasn’t fond of them. It had gone on the entire time Y/N had worked for his corporation to the point where she craved these longing instances because she had become deeply invested in Harry just as much as he was towards her, though neither of them knew it yet simply because they did not intend to act upon their feelings.

Lingering stares shared across the large conference room table. Lame jokes exchanged in the break room as he touched her hip lightly, reaching over her to grab the powder creamer from the cabinet up top, his chest pressing against her back as she let out a light gasp at his close proximity. Opening the door for her every chance he got, “accidentally” bumping into one another in the elevator, having lunch in his office together when the two stayed back do to project pile-up.

Their relationship even went outside of the office. Since they worked together, they had the same friend group and therefore were bound to see each other all the time.

The tension between the both of them amplified after last year’s Christmas party at Niall’s place, where Harry had gotten drunk off his ass and come up behind Y/N while she was grabbing another bag of ice from the cooler in Niall’s garage.

Harry had pressed up behind her, big, warm, shaky hands perching on her hips, groping the material of her new maroon velvet jeans.

Y/N had flipped around, gasping quietly as he shoved her up against the cement wall, the cold air from the cooler rising in a heavy fog, contrasting Harry’s warm body and making goosebumps wash across her skin.

He had bitten his deep red lip with raw need, eyes hazy but bright with arousal as the alcohol clouded his inhibitions, flicking across different points of her face and stopping at her lips, letting out a soft moan. “God, they look absolutely delicious.”

One of his hands came up to cup Y/N’s face, his thumb swiping over her bottom lip slowly, eyes lulling shut at the electricity that passed from the ridges of her skin to his. When he speaks, his voice is low and throaty with a whimpery undertone. “Nice and plump and so soft...Bet y’taste so sweet— bet y’taste like honey.”

“Harry...” Her voice is small but stern as she clings to his wrist in protest, as forced as it may be.

Y/N wants him just as bad as he wants her— especially now, in his tight black jeans and expensive olive-green and crimson Gucci Christmas sweater, hair fluffed into a soft quiff and he smells so fucking good it should be criminal— smells like cinnamon and musky cologne and the faint scent of chamomile shampoo. Especially when he’s oozing sex appeal and sheer need, even while looking so cute with little rain deer ears propped on his head, the tiny bells twinkling faintly with his movements.

But Y/N can’t. She can’t because he’s drunk and it would feel like she’s taking advantage of him and that’s not fair.

“We can’t, Har.”

He let’s out a tiny, soft groan at the name, his cock twitching in his pants at how good it sounds rolling off her tongue. He loves the way her mouth forms his name, so delicately and affectionate and innocent. It makes both his heart and prick throb and all he can think about is Y/N whimpering it in his ear as he rams himself against her sweaty thighs.

“Please, Y/N? Been wanting you for ages. I just...jus’ this once? Here, and now? I’ll take you right here on top of the cooler and make you feel so good you won’t regret it.” His lips drift closer to her’s, his Tom Ford cologne wafting up from his neck and causing her knees to buckle at his intoxicatingly alluring scent. “Fuck you so good you won’t ever forget it.”

With a painful gaze and a half-sane mind, Y/N slowly pries his big hands from her body, clutching his fingers with emotion to communicate how much it hurts to reject his offer. “I’m sorry, H, but we just can’t.”

His brows had knitted in discontent sadness, his pretty rose lips tilting down in a hurt-filled grimace. But eventually, with sad reluctance, he’d moved to the side and let her go.

She had scurried up the steps to rejoin the party, hands trembling as she clutched the cold bag of ice to her heated body, hoping it would help cool her off.

When Harry had come back up stairs, he covered up the incident pretty well, although he was in a dampened mood the rest of the night. At times, Y/N caught him staring at her with longing, only to embarrassingly flit his gaze away when she looked over, trying to hide the flush in his cheeks.

They both went on pretending like that encounter never happened, but in his defense, she assumes he’d been so sloshed he probably didn’t even remember it.

And now Y/N stands here in the mail room, months after, on National Boss Day of all days, sifting through all of the board members’ mail and organizing it into piles (it’s her turn this week according to the rotation her and the other secretaries had derived).

Everything’s going fine and dandy until Harry waltzes into the small room, in search for his round of mail for the day. He had been getting back from a quick lunch at the falafel place down the street when he’d decided to swing by, wanting to save whoever was in charge of mail today a trip to his office.

But when he saw her standing there, carefully eyeing the small, slanted, tricky handwriting on an envelope, he couldn’t help but crack a teeny, amused grin as a certain giddiness fluttered in his chest.

“Y’know, there’s these things called ‘glasses’ nowadays. They work absolute wonders.”

Y/N jumps slightly with a squeak of surprise, whipping around with a wild look tainting her features. When she sees him giggling softly in the corner, sipping his vanilla chai with the corners of his lips tilted up around the brim of the cup, she gives him a playful scowl.

“Oh, hush.”

He weighs towards sticking around a bit, chatting with her about some new movies that have come out in theaters, well aware that one of her favorite things in the world is going to the cinema. The conversation is cheery and comfortable as he leans back against one of the sturdy shelves, arms crossed over his broad chest with his biceps chiseling into the expensive fabric of his dress shirt, an effortlessly cocky smirk plastered on his face for no apparent reason.

That’s one thing about Harry. He has a certain aura of unwavering confidence about him that borderlines arrogance in the hottest way possible; but in reality, he’s the sweetest dolt to ever walk the earth. Y/N had mentioned it before and his explanation was that in this business, one has to appear naturally self-assured and “edging towards assholey” to guarantee others’ respect. He’d commented that after a while, the façade just melted into his DNA and that he does it often without even noticing.

But she knew he was aware of it now— that he was doing it on purpose. Y/N knew because she could feel his cheeky gaze prickling her cheeks with heat as she struggles to detach two envelopes that had glued themselves together, trying not to rip either. Y/N knew because when he reaches over and takes said envelopes from her hands and frees them with one simple tug, the conceited simper he gives her is also complimented by a jesting quirk of his thick brows.

“Shut up.” She grumbles, snatching the papers from him and chucking them in their designated piles, trying her best not to stare at the large array of fancy rings hugging his fingers. He has three on one hand and four on the other and she can’t fathom how hands could be big enough to make those expensive, chunky rings look so small.

“I didn’t even say anything!” He laughs, pouting his pretty lips with faux hurt. “That’s not very nice.”

“You’re not very nice.” Y/N mocks in a high-pitched voice, scrunching her nose into a silly face.

“I beg to differ.” He exclaims adamantly. “I’m very nice. Just ask any girl I’ve been with. I make them breakfast, do the laundry, vacuum, clean the bathrooms— the bathrooms, Y/N.”

“You poor baby.”

“And I’m pretty giving when it comes to other things, as well, but we won’t get into that.” He waves a hand dismissively in the air. “It’s not necessarily appropriate office banter.”

She lets out a light laugh, a bit forced at the sly tone of his comment.

Somehow, Harry has ended up uncomfortably close to Y/N, his nose inches from the side of her face. His cologne fans over her and she’s suddenly flashed back to that moment so many weeks ago in Niall’s garage, the familiar scent sending her nerves into a frenzy.

The same bubbling starts to boil at the pit of Y/N’s stomach— the same feeling of anxious excitement that came with having Harry so close, with his interests set on her and only her.

When he speaks, his voice is a low drawl, every word annunciated by his accent, dripping with taunting suggestiveness. “Maybe I can show you one day.”

“Yeah, just maybe.” Y/N laughs softly, pushing the sentence out with difficulty, trying to make nothing of the situation.

“Maybe...” Harry leans his head to the side slightly, trying to catch her eye, and suddenly his mood changes completely from one of sexual tension to his normal, airy, light-hearted self. “Maybe today, it being National Boss Day and all. Mind treating me to your company for some coffee cake tonight at my place?”

Y/N gives him a wary glance.

“Just as a token of gratitude for your oh-so nice and giving boss.” His tone has lost it’s predatory edge, helping relieve some of her stress. “Just one slice. Made it myself last night. It would really hurt my feelings if you turned me down without even giving it a chance.”

He pouts childishly, pretending to sniffle, whimpering softly.

The young secretary rolls her eyes. “God, I hate you, y’know that?”

“I’m your boss. You’re supposed to hate me.”

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