#also this was my look yesterday for my sister wedding :3

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Young Love and Old Money (Cassian x Female! Reader) Part 10

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

AN: You guys I'm sorry this took a while. I really put a lot into this so I hope the wait was worth it. ALSO The Tortured Poets Department just came out!!! which means my creative juices are flowing, because nothing gets me thinking like Hans Zimmer and Taylor Swift. Already thinking of some Azriel angst for The Black Dog. ALSO this fic has a a cinematic playlist that goes with it? I can post it if that's something you guys are interested in.

Summary: She was the most beautiful woman in Prythian, sister to the High Lord of Night, and now she is the soon-to-be wife of Eris Vanserra. Despite her many titles and her aura of unattainability, Cassian can't help but fall deeply in love with the princess of the Night Court. But will it be enough to stop her impending wedding to a man who is sure to destroy her from the inside out?

Warnings: Sexism, heavy angst, descriptions of character injuries, reader got the Mor treatment, last lil bit of angst guys you'll like the end.

Word Count: 5,103

Third Person pov:

Cassian stared at the other side of his bed. The one that suddenly felt so large now. He skipped training that morning, skipped breakfast too. Instead he twirled a small brass ring between his fingers. His mother’s ring to be exact. The last thing he had of hers, given to him by the female that told him where her body was dumped. 

He had wanted to give it to her, his mate.  Longed to see it on her dainty hand. He laughed when he thought about it in comparison to the ring Eris gave her. He remembered the sight of it as she pulled it out after the night he first made love to her. The thing was huge, when he held her hand yesterday he could practically feel the weight of it. The idea of putting a busted up old brass ring on that finger made his heartbreak. He wanted to give her so much more. 

At least, he thought, if she’s married to Eris she will be able to have nothing but the finest things. 

He tried to make that a consolation for him. But he knew that even a gilded cage was a cage. 

It wasn’t until midday when pain exploded through his gut, white hot and unyielding. He sat up abruptly, clutching his heart as he reached down the bound searching for her. Gasped as he realized that golden rope unwinding slowly but surely. He looked deeper, allowing himself to feel whatever she felt. His body temperature dropped as the pain in his gut worsened, and then as if the string was cleaved by a sword he felt nothing at all. A stone wall had dropped over the bond.   

No, no, no, no. 

He shot from his bed, ripping on whatever leathers he could find on the ground of his bedroom. Banishment be damned, he wouldn't let her die. 

Azriel sat on the couch nursing a hangover as Cassian bursted into the room, he tossed him a spare dagger. 

“Get up somethings wrong with y/n,” Cassain ordered the voice of a general making itself known as he laced up his boots.

Azriel didn’t object, didn’t even whine or moan from his aching head as he got up to join his brother. The shadowsinger had always been the calmest of the three, always the most collected. But he had never seen his brother so scared before, and that cool veil of calm that he always kept so wholly intact started to slip. 

It was a short flight to the townhouse and as Cassian landed at the front steps he started to realize the weight of what was about to happen. He had no time to prepare himself for how he would tell his High Lord, his best friend, and his brother in arms about the secret relationship he had been having with his precious little sister. And y/n was precious to Rhys, always had been, even if the trauma they both endured under the mountain had driven a wedge between them. 

Cassian reached through the bond and felt nothing still. He lost all hesitation and nearly blew off the doors to Rhysand’s study. 

Rhysand’s head flew up, and assessed whatever threat would lie before him. His eyes soften when he found his best friend standing in the doorway, but hardened again once he saw the sheer panic in his eyes. 

“y/n is in trouble we have to find her,” Cassian ordered, leaving no room for argument. 

“What do you mean y/n is in trouble?” Rhysand stood to brace his hands against his desk. “If she’s having a problem her husband can help her Cassian.” 

“And what if her husband is the reason she’s in trouble? I came to you for help, but if you won’t offer it I’ll take Azriel and I’ll find her myself.” Cassian growled, a male beyond feral. 

Azriel looked between the general and the High Lord, the stare down between the two so cold, so unyielding that it would go down in history. Rhysand’s violet eyes burned into Cassian’s, looking for the untold truth Cassian was keeping from him. When he didn’t find it, power filled the room as Rhys looked into Cassian’s mind.

“Stay out of my head Rhys!” Cassain grumbled, shaking his head as if those dark talons had already pried into his memories.  

It was too late, and Rhysand’s eyes filled with an anger Cassian had never seen as he winnowed over to where he stood and slammed him against the wall. 

“YOU SLEPT WITH MY LITTLE SISTER?!” Rhysand bellowed in his face. 

Cassian had never been afraid of the High Lord of Night. Not when he showed up at Windhaven with his brand new training clothes, not when he saw him wipe whole infantries off the face of the earth with the flick of his wrist. The common denominator was that he was never on the receiving end of Rhysand’s rage. But now he had a not so friendly reminder that he was the most powerful High Lord to ever grace Prythian, and Cassian was scared. 

“Let me explain,” Cassian choked out, the raw power spilling off Rhysand stifling his ability to even breathe. 

“Rhys,” Azriel warned, that cool calm coming back to him as he watched his brothers at eachothers throats. 

Rhys’ head whipped around to Azriel, “You knew?” he seethed. 

The spymaster didn’t dare speak, he simply took a step back raising his hands in surrender. 

“She’s my mate Rhys,” Cassian ground out. 

Rhys’ eyes met Cassain’s, and saw the pleading in them. The kind that could only be found in a male who’s mate was in danger. He had seen it before, when Kallias talked about Viviane, even before he knew she was his mate. 

Rhys released his hold on Cassian and the general's boots hit the floor with a thud as he started to collect himself. 

“She’s dying Rhys’ I can feel it. She was so cold and then there was just nothing. Please we have to find her.” Cassain pleaded. 

The High Lord seemed to be inside his own head, sorting through all the information he had been given in the last couple of minutes. This was more than just saving his sister, it was saving his best friend’s mate. Losing one would be like losing both, Cassian could never recover from such a loss. 

“If you felt cold she’s most likely in the Winter Court. You and Azriel take the border of Autumn and Winter, I’ll go speak to Kallias and Viviane and see what they know.” Rhysand ordered in a way that was more High Lordly than his brothers had ever heard. 

y/n’s pov:

It had been at least an hour, I had deciphered. The cold winter winds whipping around me as my body became so cold the snow started to bury me. 

I thought about grabbing the dagger just inches away from my frozen hand and plunging it through my heart, but when I tried to reach for it the pain that radiated through my side was too great. 

So I kept pulling on that bond, the rope that had turned to a thread. It felt like it was tied to a boulder, as every time I pulled it I found the otherside dead. The effects of the bloodbane taking away my ability to feel Cassian and my ability to heal.  

As I lay there, my legs becoming heavy as they become covered in a thin layer of frost and my blood spilling out onto the snow, I thought of one thing. 

It was all for nothing.

Cassian’s pov: 

The blizzard that had waged war on my wings yesterday was even stronger today. Thankfully Azriel was able to winnow the two of us to the border with ease. If y/n had truly been left out here then there was no time to waste. The snow and wind was so thick I could hardly see the ground below us. I prayed to the mother that she was with Kallias and Viviane, warm, safe and alright. Because if I found her out here it would be a miracle to find her alive. 

I flew as fast as possible, fighting against the gusts of wind. Azriel was farther behind me, no doubt running his eyes over every place I might’ve missed in my panic. If she was out here she wouldn't be hard to find, for on the border there was nothing but bare land. No trees, and no bushes or rocks. If the snow hadn’t buried her she would stand out like a sore thumb. 

She can’t be gone.

She can’t be gone. 

She can’t be gone.

I was beginning to lose hope, nearing the end of the border when Rhys spoke into my mind. 

Kallias and Viviane have not seen her, they’re sending out search parties as we speak.

My fears only heightened at Rhys’ status report, she was out here somewhere and I was most likely already too late.

No she’s not gone.

I told myself as I tugged on the bond one more time to see if there was still that concrete wall there and to my surprise I found a faint hum. The rope between us torn to shreds, I almost felt like if I tugged on it one more time it might disintegrate.  

“I can feel her!” I shout to Azriel over the wind. He shields his eyes from the wind to give me a nod, as he continues to search for her. 

My eyes scan the vast expanse of white below me until I see a small crumpled form, lying in the snow. 

No. 

I don’t think for another moment before tucking in my wings and diving straight for it. As I slam into the icy ground. I rush over to the heap on the ground and my worst fears are confirmed. 

There lies y/n with her back facing me, nothing covering her but a silk robe. Her body littered in bruises and blood pooling all around her. I fall to my knees before her, ignoring the bite of the snow. I pick her up and turn her carefully in my arms. The frost that covers her cheeks isn’t the worst of my concerns as my eyes fall to her stomach. There, nailed to her womb is a note that reads… 

‘WHORE’

I feel a liquid coating my hand and I hold it up to find blood. I spy a bloodblane laced dagger lying in the snow just a foot away. I reach down inside for the bond but I feel it disintegrating before my very eyes. 

“No, no, no Princess wake up!” I cry moving the hair from her frozen face. 

She doesn’t move. 

“Please wake up y/n!” I scream, my tears falling on her face as I try to shake her awake. “COME ON!” I growl. 

A shadow slams into the earth behind me and I feel Az’s presence behind me falling to hitting his knees next to mine. I don’t try to read his face, if he looks at her like she’s dead I don’t know what I’ll do. Instead I focus all my efforts on trying to get those frozen eyelashes to open up for me. 

“Come on baby come back to me,” I grit, pressing a kiss to her forehead. My lips bite at the coldness there. 

“Cass I told Rhys, he’s already home,” Azriel reported, putting a hand on my shoulder. “Give her here,” he began reaching for her.

“No, don't touch her,” I growled, holding her closer to my chest. 

“I can winnow her back faster than you can fly her. You need to trust me Cass or she’s not going to make it,” he pleaded calmly. 

I sigh knowing that my brother is right and that my territorial male bullshit would only kill her. I reluctantly give her to Azriel and it isn’t until he stands with her that I realize how small she looks in his arms. How breakable, and I wonder if I’ll ever see her again. 

“Save her Az, please,” I beg, still on my knees. 

“Hang tight Cass I’ll be right back,” he says winnowing away. 

I’m left with the aftermath, and the roaring wind that’s practically white noise by now. In front of me is the imprint her body left in the snow and ice, as well as crimson colored snow. The knife that lay just a foot away identical to the one that was jabbed into my side just yesterday. I nearly threw up at the idea that she had felt that white hot pain of bloodbane making its way through her blood. 

A few minutes later Az winnowed back and took me with him to the townhouse. We landed in the foyer, and I didn’t hesitate to bound up the steps towards her own room. The door was flung open and Rhysand was already pacing watching Madja do her best work. 

“Is she going to be okay?” I ask, unable to rip my eyes away from her too still form lying on the bed. Her hair is still frozen, lips still blue. 

“We don’t know yet,” Rhys answers in a tone so somber it pulls my attention. His eyes are just as bloodshot as mine and his hair is sticking up all over the place like he had been running his hands through it too much. 

As Majda stitches her wounds and assesses every inch of her, I find myself peeling off some of my leathers. The place was practically a sauna with a roaring fire heating the room and the bedpans littered about her bed. Even Rhys had a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead. It was the only thing that could be done, to warm her up. 

I stared at my mate's unconscious body, and prayed to the Mother that she wouldn’t take her away. Even half frozen, battered and bruised, she was still so beautiful, still the Jewel. Still my princess who I had fallen for all those years ago.

Please Mother, please don’t take her. 

If anything, just let me see her one last time. See her beautiful eyes and kiss her lips. Allow me to hold my mate one last time while her heart is still beating. 

As Madja worked her hands up and down her body she didn’t say a word, didn’t even breathe loudly, as if she was listening for something. Her behavior affected us all, as we stayed completely silent, the only sounds in the room coming from the crackling fire.

So when her shoulders slumped and she sighed, the breath echoed throughout the room. My stomach sank as she turned to us with a somber face. 

“Before she was left out there she was taken by force, that’s where the bruises are from. The wound to the right side was caused by a dagger laced in bloodbane, she was practically mortal when he left her in the snow. And the wound to her lower abdomen? It hit her womb, if she ever wakes up she may never be able to have children,” Madja says sadly. 

“If she wakes up?” I ask quietly, praying I heard wrong. 

Her eyes meet mine and then Rhysand’s, “We’re losing her.” she begins and I swear I feel my knees about to give out. “I can’t access her thoughts or her emotions, but given what she’s been through, it seems she’s lost the will to live.”  

That was it. 

I take the two steps to the edge of her bed and my knees hit the ground as I begin to weep. I slide my hand under the piles of blankets, careful not to disturb them, and take her hand in mine. Gods it’s so cold.  She had always had cold hands, she used to put them under my shirt to warm them up. But this was different, her hands were like ice. She didn’t even feel like her. 

“Maybe if I can look into her mind?” Rhys breathed, the angst ridden in his voice. 

“You are welcome to try my Lord,” Madja said solemnly, like whatever he found wouldn’t be of any use anyways. 

I hear Rhys' footsteps walk around to the other side of the bed and kneel. He places a hand over her head, his palm twitching from the sudden cold that was there. I watched intently as his eyes closed and brows furrowed. As he went deeper and deeper into her mind his face contorted until it began to soften once more, and a single tear fell from his face. 

“What? What is it?” I asked, my voice cracking. 

The High Lord pulled his hand from his sisters face to wipe his stray tear,  “Madja’s right. She’s given up. Her last thought was that she had lost the Autumn Court’s armies and she had lost you too Cassian. After everything that happened, it was all for nothing.” Rhys relayed sadly. 

“But she’s here now, she’s safe, she has to wake up,” I pleaded, squeezing her too cold hand tighter. 

“She doesn’t know that she is here though general,” Madja says calmly, like if she spoke any other way I would rip her to shreds, which was probably true. “She fell under thinking she would never see you again.”

“What can I do? I’ll do anything.” I plead with Madja. Hell I’d trade places with her if I could. Her people needed a princess more than they needed a general.

“I’m afraid there is nothing any of us can do. All we can do is wait and hope she comes back,” Madja says sadly. 

“I want you to take up quarters in the town house for the time being,” Rhys ordered.

“Of course my Lord, I will be checking on her constantly,” Madja nods, collecting her bag full of tonics and bandages.

“Is there anything I can do for you Cass?” Azriel asks, placing a hand on my back. 

“No,” I say solemnly, pressing my forehead to her hand. “Just leave us.” 

Neither one of my brothers protested. The only indication that they had left was the door closing and the silence that had followed. Their muffled voices went down the hall, no doubt to show Madja where she would be staying. I was sure that Rhys would be back to check on his little sister once he was done. 

I lifted my head from where I had it pressed against her hand to see her face again. Her skin was still pale but the frost had melted off her eyelashes and skin. Hickies littered her neck and a faint hand shaped bruise wrapped around her neck.

Gods what had he done to her? 

“Princess I don’t know if you can hear me but you have to open those pretty eyes for me okay?” I pleaded with her. “It wasn’t for nothing baby, I’m here now and I’m not going to let anyone take you away again. You were so strong and so brave but you don’t have to be anymore, you just need to wake up. Just wake up and I’ll take care of you okay?” 

I feel my tears starting to well up. I didn’t just want my girlfriend back, or even my mate. I wanted my best friend back. I thought about what a lonely world it would be without her. 

“We can go back to reading your silly books while I tickle your feet. And you can whoop my ass and drink me under the table when we play Marks again.” I laugh remembering the time I taught her how to play the ridiculous drinking game, it felt like so long ago now.

“You have to come back to me because we have to have the most ridiculous and ornate mating ceremony ever.” I chuckle through my tears picturing how much she would detest the idea of an over the top event. “And you gotta wake up because I wanna make you my wife baby.” 

I feel the lump in my throat form, remembering the brass ring I had left on my nightstand from this morning. I had almost wished that I had felt the same sadness I felt then now. For nothing could compare to the agony of the mating bond slipping out of my hands like sand falling through an hourglass. 

“But we can’t do any of those things until you wake up honey, so you gotta open your eyes for me okay?” I say trying to smile. 

Her eyes don’t open, I’m not even sure if her chest rises and falls to breathe.

“Please y/n wake up! Please don’t leave me, I can’t live without you.” I plead, my tears falling faster than ever now. 

 I let out a groan as I press my forehead to her little hand again. My chest caving in as I find the skin there still cold.  Fuck it, if she can’t hear me than I’ll beg to the gods who might. 

“Please don’t take her from me. Please don’t take her from me.  Please don’t take her from me…”

Rhysand’s pov: 

After I show Madja where she can set her things and take a load off, I slump into an armchair in my room and run my hands through my hair. For the first time today, I’m finally hit by the weight of what the past two hours have been.  

The images of what I saw when I reached into y/n’s mind were enough to make me shudder. I was so blind to her pain. So focused on my own mate, and my own trauma, I forgot that she went under that mountain with me. And what’s worse is that she felt like she owed me an army for saving her. I almost regret going so far back into her memories that I saw it all. The things Eris did to her, the way he spoke to her. The conflict she felt. 

But then there were moments of immense happiness. Each one of them featured Cassian in one way or another. Images of him lacing up her dresses and placing a kiss on her shoulder when he was done. Her laughing in the early hours of morning with him. I had never seen my brother smile so big or love so much. 

Oh gods Cassian. 

I thought to myself, remembering the look on his face when he saw her lying prone on that bed. His agony that practically filled and infected everything in the room. He needed me, and I needed to see my little sister. 

My tired body creaks as I stand from the chair with a groan, making my way next door to y/n’s room. The same one I used to sneak her out of when we were kids. Sometimes I miss those days and how simple everything was. 

I opened the door slowly to not disturb Cassian. The light from behind me illuminated the mostly dark room. The only other light source was the fire. Cassain was right where I left him, kneeling on by the edge of the bed, stroking her hair whispering sweet nothings to her that I couldn’t hear. 

I make my way inside and close the door to keep in the heat as I sit on the opposite side of the bed. It isn’t until the bed dips under my weight that Cassian’s eyes meet mine. In all the years I’ve known him I had never seen him this way. His eyes were bloodshot and weepy, and the bags under his eyes prevalent. It reminded me of when I thought Feyre had died under the mountain, and I supposed that made sense given this was the same thing.  

“Has she?” I asked, wondering if she had shown any signs of life. 

“No,” was the only answer the general could give me. 

My eyes fell to my sister once more, unable to take the sorrow that came from Cassian’s stare. The frost that once covered her face was now melted, and her lips were no longer blue. However, pink had not yet tinted her cheeks and I wondered if it ever would again. It raised the question, how could I have prevented her from meeting this fate, and prevented Cassain from having to feel this pain. I was the most powerful High Lord in History, but right now I had never felt so small. 

“Why didn’t you tell me she was your mate?” the question spilled out of me. “If I had known I would’ve stopped the wedding immediately.” 

Cassian lifted his head from where it was pressed against her hand and looked at me again, “For the same reason your mate is still in the Spring Court. She deserved to have a choice.” he said to me, and though his words held no anger, no resentment, they were a punch to the gut. 

“I’m a terrible brother,” I admit, my eyes falling to her. 

“No you’re not. She did what she did because you are a good brother. She wanted to help you in any way she could, at any cost.  That’s how much she loves you.” Cassian spoke, his voice quiet and even toned. “But things might’ve been different if you two hadn’t distanced yourselves when you got back from under the mountain. Whatever you guys saw down there? Whatever happened? You need to face it together, Rhys. If she wakes up, you need to be as close as you once were.” 

Gods, for a general my brother had a way with words. He was right about all of it. I had distanced myself from her after we came back. Thinking that I could spare her from the pain I felt, but I had forgotten that she had gone under that mountain with me. She had demons to battle as well, and I left her to fight them alone. 

“She will wake up Cass,” was all I could say. “She has to, because I have to make things right.”

y/n’s pov: 

Waking up was slow. 

First all I could hear was the crackling of a fire and slow steady breaths. Then I smelled the familiar scent of night blooming jasmine laced with cedar. Next was the immeasurable warmth that fanned my face, and last was the feeling of a strong calloused hand holding my own.

I squeezed that hand ever so slightly before finally opening my eyes. I looked up at the familiar ceiling of my childhood bedroom, the constellations that had been painstakingly painted there. To my left a roaring fire and to my right… Cassian. Kneeling at the edge of the bed his forehead pressed to my hand. His breaths rising and falling slowly, the way they always did when he was asleep. 

“Cass,” I rasped out, my voice still uneasy. 

His head flew up and his eyes were on me in an instant. I loosed a sob at finding that familiar hazel staring back at me. The face I thought I would never see before. 

“Oh my god baby,” he smiled, pressing his lips to my forehead. “You came back to me, thank the Mother.” 

“Cassian, I'm so sorry. I should’ve listened to you.  You were right about everything and I should’ve stayed and-” I began to ramble through  my tears. 

“Shhh, shhh,” he cooed, brushing a tear from my eye as a few of his own fell. “Don’t worry  about that now. You’re safe, no one’s going to hurt you know” 

The bond tugged at his promise and I was reminded of the blessing I had been given, “You’re my mate,” I smiled pressing a hand to his face. He winced at the cold but then laid one of his own hands over it, bringing it down to his lips to press a kiss to my palm. 

“Yeah I am,” he laughs. “And you’re mine.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked him as he continued pressing kisses into the palm of my hand. 

“You were already dealing with so much y/n,”  he said softly. “I couldn’t make things even more complicated or try to control your choices. Not when this alliance was the first thing you ever got to choose for yourself. But I should’ve told you and I’m so sorry.”

“Shhhh,” I soothed him like he had me moments ago. “We both made mistakes Cass, but none of that matters now that we’re together again.” 

“You’re right,” he smiled, kissing my forehead.

“The only thing we need to worry about now is Eris and whatever he does next,” I say, rubbing his cheek with my thumb, the stubble there telling me he hadn’t shaved in a while. 

His eyes hardened as he pulled my hand from his cheek, grasping it in both of his hands as if he was praying, “If he comes back for you y/n I will fucking kill him. I swear to the Gods I will invoke the blood duel-”

“You will do nothing of the sort Cassian. I just got you back. I won’t lose you again.” I say firmly. 

“Are you doubting your general?” He gave me a cocky smile.

“No, but I don’t trust Eris to play fair. If he comes back Rhys will deal with him.” I assure him.

“As your mate I have the right to defend you,” he reminds me. 

“You’re right, you do. But if we don’t handle things just right Eris could declare war on us. I won’t let my people be attacked by Hybern and the Autumn Court.” I explained to him. 

Cassain nodded. I could sense the disappointment in him, and I didn’t blame him for feeling that way. I would’ve paid good money to watch him kill Eris. It was scary enough when someone hurt another male's mate. Especially when the affected male is The Lord of Bloodshed. 

“And Cass?” I asked. 

“Yes?”

“You were wrong before, about my choices. The first thing I ever got to choose for myself wasn’t Eris, Cassian. It was you.” I smile looking at the best decision I had ever made. I would never come to regret asking him to kiss me after that ball. Not when it had brought me his love. The best thing I never knew I needed. 

Cassain smiled and then let out a hearty chuckle, as if he had finally realized that I was back, and we were together again, and we would be together until The Mother called us home. 

To be continued…

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cardigan J. Drysdale

Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

synopsis - when you and jamie get married you can’t help but look back on every single memory, good and bad, that led you two to this moment.

wc - 2.5k

contains - honestly mostly fluffy, some angst flashbacks but it’s a cute fic mostly, cursing, shouting, kissing, oh reader has a sister who is her maid of honor, i think that’s it (as always lmk!!)

an - i was about to post this yesterday but i fell asleep sorry lol. i’ve had this practically done for like a week but i kept thinking it wasn’t good enough. im actually really excited for this one! i might’ve not made Jamie and bad as James is but we all know Jamie would never do anything like James so. i love the folklore triangle SO SO MUCH (betty especially my favorite) so this one was so fun to write! i hope you love it!

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Today was the best day of your life, your wedding day. You married your best friend since 8th grade, Jamie. You were finally Mrs. Drysdale, Jamie had been waiting for this moment since he realized he was going to marry you in his senior year of high school.

The ceremony was absolutely gorgeous, Jamie cried during your first look and then again when you came down the aisle. He looked perfect, a navy blue suit matching the color of the ribbon on your bridesmaid's bouquets. Trevor was tearing up next to his best friend as you came down the aisle, his grey suit matching with the groomsmen.

Now Trevor’s suit jacket is long gone, thrown over his chair as he dances to an old 90s song in the middle of your reception hall. He had created a dance circle and brought most of your guests, even the elderly, into it. That was also where your husband was dragged to at the moment. Now you were sitting at your dinner seat, looking through the gift your sister gave you as she sat next to you.

Your sister had been your best friend since you were born, her being 3 years older than you. Now, she held your hand as you teared up turning the page of the photo book she’d made you.

vintage tee, brand new phone. high heels on cobblestones. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

The first picture there ever was of you and Jamie, sitting next to each other on your parents’ old couch, his arm wrapped cautiously around you at your 14th birthday party, when he was still just your friend boy. He’d gotten you a new shirt. Well, it was not new, but it was a thrifted vintage shirt you’d been looking for for months.

You’d also gotten a new iPhone 7, amazing at the time. It was a phone you texted Jamie on every night before bed, when during the school year you’d have to leave it on the counter of your kitchen till the next morning. It was crazy to think that those 2 little babies were married now.

sequin smile, black lipstick. sensual politics. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

You laughed at a different picture, remembering when you were almost 16, thinking you were hot shit with your dark lipstick at homecoming. Your beautiful boyfriend of over a year with his shining smile wrapped around your side.

You guys had shocked most when at 17 they asked how long you’d been together, and you guys answered with 2+ years. You guys were so young for how long you were committed to each other.

but i knew you, dancin’ in your Levi’s. drunk under a street light, i. i knew you.

You flipped a few pages, seeing a photo of you and Jamie (taken by your sister), slow dancing in the kitchen, him just in his jeans, bare back muscles on display in the photo. Another photo, you and Jamie, holding hands and running down the sidewalk of Anaheim, both quite tipsy as Trevor filmed you two, being the DD. It all was so surreal. You’re married, to Jamie, the boy you’d loved since forever.

hand under my sweatshirt. baby, kiss it better, i. and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

A picture of the night you and Jamie got back together. You had broken up for all of 2 and a half weeks when you were both 18. After almost 4 years of being together, it was overwhelming to think of him moving to Anaheim, so far from you.

He came to your place the night before he left, pleading with you to just try and make it work. It didn’t take much begging from him, you were always gonna be his. The way he made you feel, was like no other. His most special girl, as Jamie would put it.

The picture was a snap you’d sent to your sister, a selfie of you and Jamie both crying but laughing, with a caption “guess who’s fav couple is #backtogether!!!!” Your sister loved the photo so much, one of her favorites.

a friend to all is a friend to none. chase two girls, lose the one. when you are young they assume you know nothing.

A picture of you two when you were 16, he’d just won a game with his junior team and your moms needed a picture of you two together when he got off the ice. He’s still in all of his gear, you’re in one of his sweatshirts that had his name and number on the chest. His arm is around your waist, you’re both smiling from ear to ear with rosy cheeks. You remember that night, it was your first argument.

There were some girls, presumably player’s sisters, who were waiting around the locker room at the end of the game. Jamie was the first boy to come out of the lockers, and the girls decided to try and sink their teeth into him.

Jamie was trying to get them off of him, all he wanted was to see you. When you finally came over to the locker rooms, all you saw was Jamie with his back to you, and two girls rubbing his arms with big smiles on their faces, telling him how amazing he played.

If Jamie’s back hadn’t been turned from you, you would’ve seen his uncomfortable and upset face, and him telling them to get off of him. But you didn’t see that, what you did see broke your little 16-year-old heart.

You knew in the back of your head you probably should’ve waited to see what his reaction was but you couldn’t fight the ache in your chest when you saw it. You practically ran out to the car, texting your mom that you didn’t feel well and wanted to go home before your planned dinner with the Drysdale’s.

You got a few questions from your parents, but you just told them you felt sick. And you did, to be fair, just not in the way they assumed. Jamie texted, his parents told him how you felt sick and he was concerned. Your answers to his texts concerned him more though, you were being vague, a little mean, even. You’d avoided Jamie for almost a week before he came over when he knew you’d be home and questioned you.

His first thought was that you were really sick, but he also knew how you got when you were sick. If you were sick you always wanted Jamie however you could have him, in person, over text, on Facetime, anything. He knew it was something else. His suspicions were proven correct when he barged into your room, and you were lying on your bed texting, perfectly well.

He argued with you a little bit, just upset that you were telling him you were sick to not see him. He was almost embarrassed about it. When the truth finally came out, Jamie immediately softened, feeling bad that you thought he would give any girl other than you the time of day. When he told you what really happened, you felt so stupid. You apologized over and over. Jamie assured you he understood, but asked you to please tell him if something was ever bothering you.

but i knew you. playing hide-and-seek and giving me your weekends, i i knew you, heartbeat on the high line once in twenty lifetimes, i. and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

You were Jamie’s sanctuary, his place of peace when his world was upside down. Because of how long you’d known each other, you both could be kids again while together. Your moms bet that you would get married the minute they both found out you were dating. At 14, they both knew that you two were forever. They could see the soulmate connection you two have.

You made each other feel new, while also reminding each other of the good in the past. You came to every Otters game, then when he was drafted almost every Ducks game. Your parents weren’t skeptical even for a second when you said you were going to move to Anaheim and go to school there. They knew Jamie had you, and that you were in good hands.

to kiss in cars and downtown bars, was all we needed. you drew stars around my scars, but now i’m bleedin’.

Jamie had been there through everything. Every panic attack, every bad day, every fight with your parents. He was always there to hold you and whisper sweet nothings to you. He never expected anything from you except for your love, and that wasn’t a hard ask.

Jamie was the most loving and lovable person in the world. He knew what to say and when to say it. He was always able to make everything better, he was everything everywhere all the time.

cause i knew you, steppin’ on the last train. marked me like a bloodstain, i. i knew you. tried to change to the ending, Peter losing Wendy, i. i knew you. leavin’ like a father, runnng like water, i. and when you are young they assume you know nothing.

During those few months when you couldn’t tell what the future of your relationship looked like you were so scared. Pretty much everything you’d done in the past year or so had been for Jamie. Finding a school near Anaheim, moving across the country to Anaheim, trying to be the most supportive girlfriend you could.

Jamie was unlike himself for those months. You were scared the NHL would have forever changed the boy you fell in love with. He was just, different. You couldn’t tell if he was just getting older or if he felt like he had to act older to be respected in the league.

The night Jamie found you broken down is the night he realized he had almost ruined the one consistently good thing he had. He has apologized for weeks after, he felt so terrible and it made you feel even worse, seeing him tearing himself up over something you were past.

but i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss. i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs. the smell of smoke would hang around this long, ‘cause i knew everything when i was young. i knew i’d curse you for the longest time. chasin’ shadows in the grocery line. i knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired, and you’d be standin’ in my front porch light.

You knew no matter what happened to your relationship he would always be “the 1”. He had been your everything since you were 14 years old, there was no way you could ever get over him.

Jamie had realized his mistake of putting you on the back burner a few weeks before he was able to admit it. He had had a bad game, like really bad. He had multiple penalties, hadn’t done a great job leading the defense, or assisting the offense.

After the game, he was pissed with himself, but his best friend came over to him, patting him on the back and saying “Go home and relax. You’ve been so tense lately. Go be with your girl and chill, you definitely need it.”

It confused him, all season he’d been working harder and harder than ever before, and he assumed when all that work wasn’t helping, he had to push himself even more. He never realized that his best successes came from when he was relaxed when he had been talking to you before, when he could see you in the crowd.

You had come to as many games as you could all season. But one night, after a fight over God knows what, Jamie told you not to bother coming to his game the next night, and you hadn’t gone since.

Jamie had questioned his love for hockey at times during his rookie season. He’d even thought about what his life would look like without it. He never had to question one thing though, that you’d be there no matter what he did. He’d thought about his future, always just knowing you were gonna be there.

Jamie realized that you weren’t always gonna be there if he didn’t care for you like he should. He realized you could probably find another guy who would bend over backward to do everything you ever wanted for you. He realized he had to start doing that again, because you’d done everything for him in the past year, and never asked for anything in return.

and i knew you’d come back to me. you’d come back to me. and you’d come back to me. you’d come back.

You didn’t realize tears were running down your face until your sister wiped them away, tilting your head up to look at her. She then nodded to the side, and you followed her gaze, seeing your husband standing next to you. Your husband. His smile drops when he sees your tears.

“Hey woah baby, are you alright?”

You sniff and nod, laughing at yourself.

“Yes, just my stupid sister made me cry with her present.”

He laughed and shook his head at your sister, saying something about not making the most important girl of the night cry. Your sister stood up from her seat, going to pick up your niece who had fallen asleep at one of the tables. You turned back to Jamie after your sister had left, smiling at him with glossy eyes.

“You tired pretty?”

“A bit, but I guess I could dance with you a little more. At the end of the day, you are my husband.”

He nodded at you with amusement, letting out an “oh yeah?” and grabbing your hand to pull you from your seat, smashing his lips into yours. You held his face while he held your waist. You got a few whoops from your wedding party, calling you over to the dance floor, a Taylor Swift song had just come on, and Trevor was about to go crazy.

When you pulled away from each other, you both had the most lovesick smiles on your faces, intertwining hands and running over to the dance floor, jumping around with the people you loved most, shouting the lyrics to Cruel Summer.

Jamie was always gonna be yours, no matter what happened.

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone’s bed. you put me on and said i was your favorite.

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[kasagia]

Our little game pt. 3

~Part 1~ ~Part 2~ ~Part 4~ ~Part 5~

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x witch! reader Summary: Thomas has been trying to mend your relationship all weeks leading up to the wedding. You must admit that he was a true, sweet gentleman, but… something was wrong. You didn't feel those butterflies (or moles as Kol used to say) in your stomach when you were close to him. You thought that maybe after bachelorette party and wedding you two would again get along with eachother and everyting will be fine. But drunk you had a completely different idea to solve this situation. Warning(s): smut mention, swearings, I used the thread from "Friends", I don't regret anything (I guess) Word count: 4,6k

*Two months later*

"I can't believe it has gone by so quickly, I feel like I just arrived in New Orleans." I said to the girls while we were putting on our dresses for the party.

"Yes. Me too. I feel like Elijah proposed to me yesterday, and now the four of us are going to my bachelorette party."

"Actually five. I invited Cami." Rebekah corrected Kath while fixing her makeup.

"Since when have you exactly been friends with Klaus' therapist?" I asked, not believing for a moment in her good intentions toward the bartender.

"Since she's trying to talk you out of the ridiculous idea of getting back with your ex."

"Hey! We all agree that we're not going to discuss that topic. Today is about Katherine. Only her."

"Take it easy, Y/N. We're just worried about you."

"There's no need, Katherine. I can take care of myself. Also, I haven't decided yet what I'm going to do with this mess around me. It's enough that the Mystic Falls gang put me on their blacklist a week ago. I don't need more complications."

Yes. Officially, Damon Salvatore has become my enemy because I refuse to help him bring Elena back from her "sleeping beauty state." At least Bonnie stayed my friend.

"Well, I saw both of you in that new restaurant. You two seemed quite enjoyable with your company." Rebekah snapped me out of my thoughts.

The original vampire spent the whole two months trying to force me to set up with her brother. It was getting pretty tiring to the point that I decided to avoid Klaus like the plague and not give the blonde a chance to put her plans into action. I loved her with all my heart, but I will not allow anyone to meddle in my affairs and try to set me on a particular path. Not even one of my best friends.

"Yeah, like one meeting was a declaration of true, unconditional love." I replied sarcastically, turning my attention back to my reflection in the mirror. I started putting on my makeup, being careful not to accidentally gouge my eye out with mascara. "Thomas and I spent half life with ourselves. It's obvious that we're feeling good together when we know each other better than anyone else."

"That's what we're all trying to tell you!" the woman snatched the mascara from my hand and turned to look at me in the eyes. "You don't love him anymore! He is like an old, favorite movie; you watch it because you have a soft spot for it, not because it brings you new, amazing emotions. You got used to having him around. And you're afraid that my brother will destroy your idea of loving Thomas. Even if it's obvious to everyone that you don't have any feelings for him. You fell for Nik, finally admit it to yourself!" she burst out, reproaching me again.

"Rebekah, enough. You're crossing the line." Freya stepped between us, wanting to reassure her little sister and trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"You want me to finally make a decision? Fine. Right after the wedding, I'm going back to Thomas. You don't have to wish me luck. I already know I'll be very happy with him." I replied, staring furiously at the blonde over Freya's shoulder.

"You have to be joking?! Seriously? Are you doing it just to spite me?"

"I'll meet you all downstairs. I promised to call Tom before we went out all night." I said, ignoring Rebekah's angry look at me.

I left the room quickly before any of the vampires (or the witch) could stop me, heading for the only place I could get some privacy.

Klaus' art studio.

The guys had already left the mansion an hour ago, teasing Katherine that they would make one last effort to find someone better for Elijah before she "ringed him with a golden muzzle," so I was sure no one would find me there. Who would have guessed I was hiding in the "cave" of a big bad wolf?

I was walking in a dark room, lit only by the moonlight. I took my phone out of my dress pocket and dialed Tom's number. I put the device to my ear, staring at the unfinished painting on the easel. Klaus must have been pretty pissed while painting it. I hadn't even seen so much intense red when the hybrid returned covered in blood from one of his "preventive missions."

"Y/N?" Thomas's voice snapped me out of my thoughts about the original.

"Hi." I replied with a little smile, sitting on the piano opposite the easel. Klaus went all out designing his studio.

"Hello, honey. Are you going out with the girls?"

"Yes. So don't bother calling; I won't answer, and even if I do, I doubt I'll be in a good condition." I replied jokingly, smiling wider as I heard his laugh.

"Ha ha. You know what they say: You are the truest version of yourself after alcohol."

"Is this your way to tell me that you're waiting on a drunken love confession from me? It isn't quite romantic, don't you think?"

"I don't care about it as long as it's true." I smiled. I wanted to respond to his taunt, but I froze in place as I saw someone's all-too-familiar blue eyes in the darkness of the studio. As our gazes met, he went out from the shadow and stood right in front of me. "Y/N? Can you hear me?"

"I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow, Tommy." Klaus wrinkled his nose at the "cute" diminutive.

"Have a good time, honey. Don't drink too much or I'll have to pick you up." before I could answer, Klaus snatched the phone from my hand.

"You don't have to worry about her. She will be in my excellent care, Timon," he said maliciously before aggressively hanging up.

"Seriously? Don't you have a brother to drink up instead of messing with my boyfriend? By the way, his name isn't Timon."

"Your boyfriend?" he laughed incredulously, shaking his head. "Since when? If I remember correctly, he left you for like... two years ago?"

"So what? You're not better at all."

"Unlike him, I was interested in your fate, love."

"Sending your minions to follow my every move is stalking, not caring. And stop calling me that. It's disgusting." I said, turning towards the exit, but the hybrid blocked my way as usual. The look of displeasure on his face instantly made me feel much better.

"They didn't follow you... most of the time. I just wanted to make sure you're okay and you're not putting yourself in unnecessary danger for the sake of those imbeciles."

"Did you know that there is an ancient gadget called the telephone? You could have checked for yourself if I was alive."

"You changed your number." I blushed at my stupidity. He was right. Right after breaking up with Tom, my phone suffered minor damage due to my sudden emotions and relative lack of control over my magic. I just don't know why it hurt so much that he couldn't text me. It's not like I've been waiting for his call all these years... right?

"Well, we can't go back in time and change that anyway. There's no point in dwelling on it." I finally replied, looking away from him to hide my true feelings.

The man wouldn't let me get away from him so easily. His left hand went to my chin, forcing me to look again into his blue eyes, which gradually began to give way to his night-black pupils.

"So that's it? You want to go back to him as if nothing happened? Like I didn't send you a thousand bloody letters to beg you for a little piece of your attention like a desperate fool, that I am every single time you look at me!" he exploded.

His jaw was clenched in anger, and his other hand was clenched so tightly that it seemed to me that droplets of blood were dripping from it. But my stupid brain could only process one goddamn thing in this improbable situation.

"Letters? What letters?"

"Oh, don't play with me like this, love…" he tried to walk away from me, but I grabbed his arm before he made any step towards the exit.

"Klaus, what letters? I didn't get anything from you since you went." I asked, searching his face for any explanation.

"Don't lie to me. It's even beneath you." he replied contemptuously.

A red light went on in my head. The son of a bitch had no right to walk into my already messy life with his fucking shoes and accuse me of whatever shit he fancied. This is exactly what caused my agitation. Not the hostile look I couldn't take from him.

"Beneath me? How can you tell if something is in "my type" or not?! You don't even fucking know me!" his jaw tightened. In the next second, he pushed me into a wall and put his hands on both sides of my head. His eyes were enraged, mad, and... passionate.

"I know you better than myself. I spent months admiring you in the shadows until you decided that I was curious enough to be noticed by you. It took you a bloody year to warm up to me and to treat me like something more than a monster. And when we were apart… I've never missed anyone as much as I have missed you in the thousand years I've lived. You told me here months ago that you would be the one to burn me. You were too stubborn to admit our connection that much, that you, love, didn't notice I was already burned by you a long time ago."

"You're lying. You wouldn't even have come up with that stupid excuse if Thomas hadn't shown up. You want me to lose my chance at happiness, don't you? The moment I trust you, you'll stab me in the back for your own amusement."

"Is your beloved ex-boyfriend, as I would like to point out, clouding your mental clarity so much?"

"Maybe he's my ex, but unlike some people, he really cares about me, not my power."

"Did he? Because if I had a chance, which you gave him, I would never, ever leave you. Not even if I could rule all of this damn world."

"Please, it's impossible that you could truly love…" he cut me off, pulling my face closer to his lips to shut me up by kissing me.

I imagined that moment so many times in my head, but nothing conveyed the true feeling of his lips on mine.

I moaned as he bit my lips and opened a way into my mouth like that. His treacherous tongue slipped inside like a snake, catching mine in his snare.

The sounds of brushes and paints falling were my only warning before he grabbed me around the waist, set me down on the table, and made me his height to (surely) kiss me dead.

The moment one of his hands started wandering toward the zipper of my dress, making me shiver every time his fingers touched my exposed skin, was a time when the warnings of my mind shouted over the dark, hidden desire of my foolish heart.

*SLAP!*

My hand left a small red mark on his left cheek for a while before his vampire power healed it. He slowly turned his head towards me, with his own hand on the place I slapped him, shocked that I (a little, mortal witch) was that dumb-brave to do this.

I breathed heavily as I stared into his impenetrable oceanic iris.

"Don't..."

"Why?"

"Because I… you… we can't…" He leaned his head down toward mine so that our noses were touching. Our lips were disconcertingly close for me to express any logical thought that wasn't related to HIM.

"Y/N!! We're going to be late! Hurry up!" Katherine's voice made me jump out of the hybrid's embrace, scared of what might have happened in the art room if she hadn't interrupted us.

Before I left the room, he grabbed my hand and turned me to face him. I fell straight into his chest. His second hand grabbed around my waist, making sure I wouldn't go before he stopped talking.

"Have your fun, love. We'll continue this discussion when you return." he said as he tucked my hair behind my ear. 

"Y/N! What could possibly be taking so long?!"

"We have nothing to discuss." I growled, yanking myself out of his grip, and went out without even looking at him.

I need vodka or I'll completely lose my mind.

~•♤♤♤•~

"Ha ha, I can't believe it!" I was laughing so hard when Rebekah finished her story about Klaus and Elijah running from bees when they were humans.

"I swear to you, they came out of the river drenched as ducks, only to meet some "huge and terrifying wild beast" and roll in the mud to let him lose their scent. They screamed like little girls as he approached them and growled at them. Kol was bursting with laughter, but in the end our mother's old fur fell off him and he had to run away from them."

"All right! How do I look?" Katherine emerged from the dressing room, making an impressive turn in front of us to present her dress (not a particularly successful one, given how much alcohol we had consumed).

"I like it, but you look much better in your real wedding dress." Freya commented as she adjusted Cami's fake veil.

Yes. All five of us decided to put on white dresses and continue our evening dressed like this. I have no fucking idea how it happened.

"I know where we should go next!" Rebekah screamed, threw my legs off her and got off the couch. She ran over to Katherine, showing her something on her phone and whispering conspiratorially. I shrugged, grabbing a bottle of champagne.

Freya snatched the bottle from my hand, handing it to Cami. The barmaid drank the rest of its contents and sat down next to me. I put my head on her lap so she could comb my hair. I closed my eyes, feeling a little relaxed for the first time in weeks. The quiet whispers of the vampires in the background and the slow, calming movements of the blonde's hand were a wonderful sleep aid.

"Don't fall asleep, sleeping princess! We're going dancing." an enthusiastic Rebekah nudged me gently on the arm, trying to pull me out of my own world.

"Dancing? Where?" I asked, opening one eye to look unconvinced at the blonde.

"You will see. Come on, the night is still young, and we're not drunk enough." the vampire grabbed my arm and dragged me down the stairs to the waiting limousine.

The five of us drank chilled champagne from the limousine in seconds, continuing to talk nonsense until we were at the door of the club Rebekah wanted to take us to.

If I had seen its name better, maybe I would have realized that this is the same place the guys went to celebrate Elijah's bachelor party, and maybe what happened later that night wouldn't have happened at all.

But we all went inside and lost each other in a sea of other people.

I looked around the crowd until I saw a familiar face at the bar. Instantly, my heart warmed, and the unreasonable desire to approach him overcame the rational side of my brain. I ran towards him, doing my best not to step on the white dress. Without knowing why, the people around me immediately let me through, so I didn't have to push through them.

"Nikkie!" I screamed when I saw the hybrid. I made a few steps toward him, and I fell into his arms, tripping over my fake wedding dress. I could hear Kol chuckling in the background. "I've missed you, love."

"You know I can get you two married at any moment, brother? Just say a word."

Kol took his beer from the bar as I leaned dangerously close to him, threatening to accidentally spill the alcohol down my dress. Klaus held me closer to him so that I wouldn't wobble from side to side, checking to make sure my drunken walk towards them didn't injure me in the process.

"Shut up, Kol. She's drunk."

"Hey! I'm not drunk, but you're ridiculously hot when you're mad." I giggled as I cupped his face and kissed a crease between his eyebrows. "And so sweet when you're confused." I said, chuckling after he gave me an incredulous look.

"The offer is still valid." a vampire muttered under his breath, teasing his brother.

"For bloody hell, Kol, I'm not gonna marry her!" he growled at him. Suddenly, I felt very sad. Tears came to my eyes from nowhere.

"No? Why? You don't love me?" I asked, sobbing. His eyes immediately fell on my weeping form in pure panic. Nik gently pulled me to him and cupped my cheek, wiping away my tears with his thumb as he looked at me softly.

"Yes, Nikkie, don't you love her?" Kol interrupted our moment, much to Klaus' annoyance and anger.

"If you want to live to see tomorrow, get out of my sight. Now."

"Have fun together, Nikkie!"

He followed him with his eyes until he disappeared into the crowd of others. His eyes softened as he looked at my tear-stained face.

"Love, why are you crying?" he asked softly, wiping away my tears.

"Because you don't love me at all!" he sighed, hugging me tighter and kissing my head tenderly.

"Of course I love you." he whispered timidly into my hair.

"You do?" I moved away from him, placing my hands on his chest so that I could hold onto his body the whole time while looking into his eyes.

"It's impossible not to, love. Can we go home now?"

"No. Say it again."

"What?"

"That you love me."

"Y/N. You're drunk, just come with me and…" I cut him off by catching his stupid, beautiful lips in a kiss.

At first, he stayed there, shocked, not even making the slightest move. I got a little irritated after a while, so I cupped his face in my hands and pulled him closer, biting his lower lip until it bled. I moaned in a kiss, as I could feel his sweet, addictive blood on my tongue. Without knowing why, I felt "the alcohol mist" in which I found myself begin to slowly leave my body. In the next moment, that annoying man finally started to respond to my affection. His arms were all around me, reaching into every part of my body.

In an attempt to regain control, his lips began chasing mine. We fought with each other, giving all our hidden passion, anger, and frustration into that kiss. But it still wasn't enough for me. And he knew this.

"Don't be such an asshole and stop teasing." I groaned, breaking away from him for a moment.

"Never." he whispered against my lips, skillfully avoiding mine.

"For the love of God! Kiss me right or…" I moaned as he interrupted my threat by biting into the sensitive skin of my neck.

He was drinking from me.

Klaus. Fucking. Mikaelson. Was drinking from me.

And it felt amazing.

I gasped, pulling his hair with one hand and grabbing his muscular shoulder with the other. After a few minutes, he pulled away from my neck and kissed me again, this time complying with my request. During our demanding kiss, I felt a trickle of blood running down my neck to my chest. The wound closed in a matter of seconds.

I summoned my magic to teleport us to his room. More specifically, his bed. I started to rip off his shirt so as not to interrupt our kissing session. But hybrid has other plans.

He pulled away from my bruised, tingling lips and grabbed my hands just as I was about to get to the waistband of his pants.

"We need to stop, love."

"Why? I thought you wanted me."

"I do."

"Then shut up and kiss me."

"No. We can't. Not like that." he sighed as I started to bite and make hickeys on his neck. He grabbed my hair, pulling me closer.

"Don't act like you didn't dream of it. Like you don't wanna feel my hot, naked body on yours. Like you don't wanna drink from me while fucking me and leaving marks on all of me to make it clear to everyone that I'm yours." I whispered against the skin of his neck.

"Y/N. Stop." he growled, pushing me away from him when he felt my hand dangerously close to his pants' fly.

"Why? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finally get this damn feeling out of our system!"

"That's not how it works and you well know that."

"God! Why do you always have to make things so hard for me?!" I started gathering my things, intending to leave the refusing-me hybrid.

"Where are you going?!"

"To Tom! Maybe he will be a man and fuck me, if you don't want." I found myself instantly in his strong embrace. He was breathing rapidly, his pupils so dilated that his blue irises were almost impossible to see. He desired me. If he wanted me too, then why didn't he use his chance?

"Be careful what you wish for, love."

"Let me go. I wasted enough time for you." I groaned as I tried to break free from his grip.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Why?" I asked, lifting my head in challenge.

"Because you're MINE. Mine to touch, mine to kiss, mine to fucked from your mind every single thing that isn't me. We belong to each other. And you hate it. So much so that you can't accept the feelings that are between us. This is why you gonna go back to my bed and sleep by my side so I can make sure you're not going to do something incredible stupid tonight."

"Don't act like a protective boyfirend, if you don't care about me." I choked out, taking advantage of the fact that he doesn't look me in the eye and instead places small kisses on my face.

"You stupid woman, don't you see how much I've already done for you just to keep you safe and happy?"

"You wanna make me happy? You wanna satisfy me? You wanna make sure I'm only yours? Then shut up and finally let it happen." I kissed him, pushing him on his back, so I could sit on him.

I started to strip myself, looking straight at him. His chest rose and fell at the speed of light, black pupils completely replacing his blue irises. I take a moment to appreciate his tattoo and kiss every flying bird.

"Lie that you love me." he said, after turning us so I was under him.

"It wouldn't be a lie." I thought as he kissed his way to my underwear.

"I know it's part of your game. Just... pretend for a moment you really feel something for me Y/N."

"It's not a game anymore. And since our first meeting, I have felt for you... everything."

"You win." he said, kissing me with all of his desire for me, and trying to get any response out of me.

"You win.'" I thought, letting myself get lost in the feeling of his skin on mine. "And I'm fucking terrified of it."

~•♤♤♤•~

Consciousness begins to slowly return to my battered, relaxed body. I sighed, snuggling into something warm and cozy beneath me. I put my head in a more comfortable position and took a breath of the amazing perfume.

Klaus' perfume.

I froze in place, afraid to make any move. After a few minutes, I finally decided to hesitantly open my eyes and lift my head slightly.

My fucking God.

I slept with Klaus Mikaelson.

With my brain overheating from the new information, I had the opportunity to take a closer look at the unconscious hybrid. He looked so... innocent when he slept. And carefree, even blissfully, judging by his gentle smile, which I could see despite the darkness in the room.

The disheveled hair on his head only made him even hotter. It was also helped by the fact that I was probably the perpetrator of his messy look.

I tried to slowly put myself out of his arms to get the phone, but Klaus instantly held me closer when he felt from his sleep my littlest move. I carefully placed my head back on his chest. I let myself hear his beating heart and smell his addictive perfume for the moment.

Curiously, I looked around his room, enjoying as much as I could of what little peace I had left before my partner woke up. For a moment, I could imagine that Klaus was my boyfriend, we led a dull, safe life together devoid of anything supernatural. Hope lives with Hayley for a week, with us for the second, his family comes over once a month for dinner together. And above all, no one wants to kill us, we have no enemies from whom we must defend our loved ones. Maybe we'd even get married and have children of our own?

Married.

Wedding.

"OH MY GOD! Klaus! Hey. Nik. We have to get up, or we'll be late for the wedding! Oh, come on! You can't sleep that hard! Niklaus!" I screamed. I tried to pull his arm to wake him up, but his eyes were still closed. "If you don't wake up, I'll smear your room with all those expensive paints you have."

"Shh, five more minutes, love." he mumbled, turning on his side and pinning me to his bed with his arm. He pulled me closer, burying his nose in my hair.

"Katherine is going to kill me if we miss her wedding." I said in panic, unknowingly brushing his hair with my fingers.

"I won't let her do this." he tightened his grip on me, still in his semi-conscious state. "You might as well not mention her name in my bed."

"Klaus, I'm serious. Move. We have to get together."

"Vile woman, have you no pity on me?"

"Not even a little. Now get off me, you're heavy." I moaned under him, trying to move his body.

"I have a better idea of how to spend the day than being at my brother's wedding with the devil. I think you'll like it too. Last night, you did. Very much, considering the moans of my name coming out of your beautiful, alluring mouth."

"Yeah… talking about last night. It doesn't change anything, right? I mean… we're… we not…"

I stopped as he placed his head close to mine so he could lick up the dried blood from my neck. This man would be my death.

"Penny for your TRUE toughts?" he whispered against my neck, pulling away from it to look into my eyes.

"I just..."

"Yhm?" he leaned closer to my lips, but before he could kiss me, I pushed him off me and off the bed, sending him crashing to the floor. I took the opportunity to wrap myself in his duvet, running into the hybrid's bathroom before he recovered from my unexpected move.

"Dress up. We have to be there in 10 minutes. Don't forget the wedding rings!" I screamed, knowing full well that he would hear me through the closed door even if I was whispering. I listened for a moment, standing perfectly still, until I heard his grumpy mumbling and footsteps walking away.

With a sigh, I leaned against the door, sliding myself down to the floor. Memories of last night started to slowly come back to my mind, including his half-drunk "I love you."

What the hell have I done?

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[aleksa-sims]

RL Story (18+)

Daniel’s sister came to visit us. She brought me a dress. Daniel’s Mother gave it to me, it was from her vintage shop.

After T. went home, I unpacked my gift. I was so excited and curious. Daniel’s Mom paid for my wedding dress, which I discovered in her shop. But why did she give me a dress again? As I thought about the dress, I tried it on. Daniel also came to me in the bedroom, looking at me for a while without saying anything. I turned my eyes away from the mirror and smiled at him. But Daniel just shot me an annoyed look....

Me: Hey 🙂.... I wonder why your Mom gave me a dress again? It’s nice but it doesn’t suit me... I look pregnant in that dress.😕

Daniel: You are pregnant!

Me: I'm 3 months. I shouldn’t look pregnant yet.

Daniel: You keep that dress?

Me: Um... yea. Why not? Don't you like it?

Daniel: No! I hate it! I hate that you keep letting my mother influence you. You know what she did to me. Why do you even listen to her? Or accept her gifts?

Me: I was just being kind. She paid for my wedding dress. But I have not forgotten what she has done to you. I talked to her about it several times. She knows what I think of her as a mother. I’m on your side, not hers.

Daniel: She knows you want to divorce me. A wedding dress a few months ago, now you got a ..... dress for our divorce. That's her message behind that dress! You got it? This is who she is, my crazy Mother!..... She's not your friend! You have to understand!

Me: D., wait!.... I won’t divorce you. You’re right! I hate that dress. If that’s really true, I never want to talk to your mother again.

Daniel: You don’t take me seriously, just like her.

Me: Of course I do.... I take everything you do- or say seriously, maybe too seriously. I thought you were sick of me, so you left. And now come to me. Take off my dress.

Daniel: And what then?

Me: I missed you sm. For months, I’ve been imagining this with you. I wish you'd come back to me...more than anything else.

Daniel: I thought you couldn’t sleep with me? You said it feels weird to you, bcs you’re pregnant and it’s not my Baby.

Me: I didn't mean that.... I want you. And I love you.

Daniel: She was watching us...... more often than you think.

Me: Who’s watching us?

Daniel: Irma, babe. You told me yourself, you saw her in our mirror.

Me: Ah, I was high, Daniel.

I had no idea why Daniel suddenly mentioned Irma? Before I could ask him, he pushed me onto our bed and bent over me.

I knew he was upset about my divorce petition. But as soon as we kissed, everything was forgotten. I could no longer reject him. The longer I was with him, the more I wanted him. We were both totally... absorbed in each other. Still, I got a feeling something's off?

Me: You said she watched us...

Daniel: I was in my house.

Me: When?

Daniel: 2 Months ago. And..... Irma came to me, halfnaked. 🤨

Me: WHAT??😧 ... W-what did you do???

Daniel: Idk? I was... high. Someone covered all the mirrors in the house. But I was alone! So who was it? You get me?

Me: You said Irma that fucking weirdo was there. Naked!!!😖😒

Daniel: Agh, yeah. She came by, but I didn’t let her in the house! She just got me pissed off. She talked about that crazy ass-shit as usual. Her fucking premonitions.

Me: Ugh, I hate that bitch! But I'm sure it was your Mom! I remember exactly, the first time I visited you, she also covered a mirror. Maybe Irma that weirdo told her you were in the house. So she came by when you were sleeping.

Daniel: But that's not possible. When I kicked her out, I had the lock changed. Don't you remember?

Me: Shit.... You scare me, yk? Idk if I can live there?... Still D., I’m sure your crazy mother is behind it. Maybe you didn’t lock the door after all?

Me: Is that all you wanted to tell me? You still haven’t told me who that girl is, who was there yesterday.

Daniel: Forget that! That’s Alex’s business, not mine.... Yk, I still feel dead sometimes. You know what I’m talking about.

Me: Yes🙁.... I’m afraid I’m doing everything wrong again, so tell me what to do. I wanna help you get better.

Daniel: I see you’re trying. You’re pregnant and yet, you stay with me, instead of going to him.... Even if you’re not together, he wants you and his... kid. I’m kind of in your way.

Me: But I don’t wanna leave you.😞 I can't live without you. I need you and you me.

Daniel: That's not the point. Fact is, it's not my Baby! YOU’re mine and I don’t wanna let you go. But it doesn’t feel right, to chain you to me. It feels like compulsion. I don’t want to force you to do anything or make you feel like you have to stay with me.

Me: I wouldn’t mind being chained to you forever. So you never leave me again, like you did 5 months ago. 😟

Daniel: Then show me that you really want me. I need to feel & believe you wanna stay with me.

Me: I’ve only been here 2 days. I do everything you want, but I never know if I’m doing the right thing?

Daniel: You’re not supposed to do anything for me, just for yourself. You, got to want it.

I slept with him. Atm, I didn’t regret it. I loved him so much, I didn’t care that I was pregnant. I thought Daniel and I will just stay together after that night, but already the next morning, he started to behave strangely towards me. That- or actually he, got me totally down. Though I wished to stay with Daniel, I didn’t want to hurt N. And tbh, with N., I felt better, I think? It just gets more complicated and painful between Daniel and me.

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[absolutebl]

This Week In BL - I give out a bunch of 7/10s

Nov 2022 Wk 3

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Between Us (Sun iQIYI) 3 of 12 - I’m beginning to get concerned about where the plot, pace, and conflict is going to come from. So far it’s all angst and internal conflict, and I’m not entirely opposed to that, but there needs to be some external stressors in Thai BL or it’s not enough to carry 12 episodes (especially if it’s helmed by New). WATCH ALONG HERE.

Ai Long Nhai (Mon iQIYI) 9 of 10 - something actually happened in this ep, we got some of Ai’s family history & backstory. Evil mother is evil. Sister may be evil too. But it’s still shirtless so I’m pleased. Also, yay, no singing!

Remember Me (Sun Gaga) 7 of 12 - Name has finally made a new friend. JaFirst remain the most interesting. I actually don’t mind the show when it’s focused on them, but most of the rest of the time I find it, if not boring, at least not something that engages me personally. Although, the younger boy flirting with Em after cheer practice was kind of cute. 

I Will Knock You (Fri Gaga) 2 of 12 - Thi is such a pushover. Look, I’m just not wild about this lead pair dynamic and I absolutely can’t stand the score.

609 Bedtime Story (Sat WeTV) 1 of 11 - Didn’t drop to WETV in my territory, no idea what’s going on. I’ll have a bit of a hunt when I get home. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

My Tooth Your Love (Taiwan Fri Viki) 8 of 12 - Every week I look forward to this show the most. We knew it had to happen, but it’s really sad to see our traumatized bar-boy break our beloved dentist’s heart. We all know they’re in love with each other, they also know it. But Bai Lang is very very scared of commitment and the dentist is a good boy who keeps getting hurt by other’s inability to trust and open up. The past romance was really sad and sadly true to life. Is it better to have a friend’s love or pity, if all you really wanted was friendship? I like how complicated all of these characters are. I love the conversation the leads had with each other after Bai Lang finally admits to his true feelings. Such a good show. 

Eternal Yesterday AKA Eien no Kino (Japan Thurs Gaga) 6 of 8 - This show is so sad. I sometimes wonder if Kochi remains alive entirely because Michan wills him to be so. Does anybody else wonder if the gay biology teacher who lost his first love is a nod to Boys Love? Just me?

Choco Milk Shake (Korea Strongberry Tues YT) 7-8 of 10 - The pacing is so good in this show. Also, I am completely and utterly in love with the ex-bf (hi, Wild Dog, long time no see, wanna run away with me instead?) 

Happy Ending Romance (Korea Thurs Gaga) 1-2 of 8 - Very dramatic opening. I like it. Leo is stupid pretty. This is a complicated, if improbable, plot about writers and ego and reputation, but engaging. (For a change I like the OST, Leo is also one of my favorite main singers among the honey-voices of Kpop.)

Finished This Week 

Ghost Host, Ghost House (Weds YouTube) 8fin - An excellent confession sequence. I was a little surprised. Usually confession scenes make me wince, but this one was lovely. I’m not a fan of the Kdrama “separation in the final episode” (see Big D) but in this particular instance, I understand why they did it. The characters did need to mature and build new lives. It’s just annoying that they couldn’t do it together. All in all? This is a light horror plus family drama built around a well executed BL trough-line that felt honestly queer with great chemistry from the lead pair. (I hope that we see more of them.) For me personally the surrounding cast, premise, and story didn’t resonate but if you like a touch of gothic in your BL this might appeal. RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS 7/10 

Big Dragon (Sat Gaga) 8fin - I really don’t like Thailand copying Korea’s arbitrary “separation in the final episode” thing. So for me this final episode wasn’t very satisfying. Ultimately? This is a decent execution of enemies to lovers, exploring some darker themes and nodding at kink in a more respectful way than Mame could ever dream, plus excellent chemistry, but something was askew around plot, directing, and ending. RECOMMENDED FOR THE LEAD PAIR, BUT NOT MUCH ELSE 7/10

Kabe Koji (Japan Mon Viki) 8fin - Japan sure does love the “running of the gays” trope. Only this time around they ran together. Which was kind of cute. Honestly? This probably should’ve been my favorite BL of all time, but for some reason it just never resonated with me. Also, I’m over the no kiss thing. I’m tired. If they kiss in het, they can kiss in gay. IT’S FINE. 7/10

Apparently, when Japanese BL is good, it’s very very good, and when it’s bad I’m annoyed.

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

War of Y (Thai Gaga) 20 eps - it’s just all too much for me.

To Sir With Love AKA Khun Chai 16 eps - could be sad v worried

2 Moons 3 (Thai Mon ??) 10 eps - Possibly a future binge watch. Rumor is it’s banal.

Love Bill  (Vietnam Sat YT) - Bah Vinh is back but I’m too distracted. Also there’s a lot of fund raising and stuff going on. I’ll wait and binge.

How is he so hot? Asking for science. 

In Case You Missed It

My Roommate (Thai YT) 32 eps of 2 minutes each now done, it’s terrible production values so I’m not bothering but it’s been repackaged into 8 min chunks on the youtubes.

Fahlanruk (Thai GaGa) 12 eps - I cut my losses at ep 5 but it’s finished now, someone who knows my taste tell me if I should I bother? 

SELF (Thai Thurs YT) is complete at 6 eps, anyone watch this one? Is it sad? Worth watching?

LITA special - it’s exactly as trashy and kinky as you want it to be. Go indulge, you lushes. Rain & Payu, man, wow. Also, the sound is terrible. But no one cares much about the script, least of all the writers. 

GAP the series (Sat YT) is a classic office set romance. WATCH IT! It’s GL and this studio needs our support! (Also, the stairs are back!) 

Coming to Viki: Love in the Air, ITSAY & IPYTM, Remember Me, and new KBL, The New Employee.

Gossip:

GMMTV posted their pilot trailers for 2023. I reported on them all here. Fewer this year than last which is a good thing, they should slow down and focus more. 

How did my predictions go? Not good. Scored a 6/10 maybe 6.5 if you’re feeling generous. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

2022 still to come?

Dec 9: Semantic Error movie (Viki) - the repackage rumored to have some added footage. 

Dec 19: Chains of Heart (movie? theaters?) trailer Suspense thriller about a forest ranger, smugglers, memory loss, and lost love. Stars Haii (Cirrus in TT2) and Poppy (Porpla in YYY). Adapted from a Y-novel of the same name by TJ Tommy. I don’t know if this is still releasing or if C19 has effected it. 

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS 

Win, my love! Just call me his of the morning, hia. Just touch my cheek before you leave me, hia.

In Stongberry we trust! *consent in the house* 

This week’s earworm: Just B - Me (srs where did these boys come from? so good) 

(last week)

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[my-watch-begins]

A match for love. Part V

Pairing: Harwin Strong x Female!OC.

Words: 5.3 k

Warnings: cursing, things get hot up in there, smut. 18+. Minors DNI!, not proof-read.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10.

Ayla danced her fingers around the table, waiting for her father to finish with his business before addressing her.

Just yesterday they had received word from Jessamine, who said that her concerned state hadn't gone past Lady Jeyne and she had taken matters with Lord Mooton directly with the Lord Groover Tully. Lord Mooton was expected to be sanctioned for the disrespect to the whole of House Redfort.

Now, Ayla had come to her father about Gwayne. Lord Edder didn't seem to think that the business with his daughter was as serious as Ayla was presenting it.

"What seems to be the matter Ayla?" Her father asked, the sound of Ayla's nails on the desk must've gotten to him quickly.

"I want to talk about Gwayne, are you going to speak with his father?"

"I will not" his eyes were still trained in the scrolls on front of him, he was more than likely reviewing reports of the latest regiment of soldiers he was sent to train.

"Why not?" She pushed.

"Well, do you have any updates on your end that would prompt me writing Gwayne's father about the betrothal? Something like a marriage proposal"

"I do not" she replied through gritted teeth.

"Then there's nothing to talk about" 

Ayla stood up and sighed in frustration. She has grown accustomed to be given everything, the few times when things didn't go her way often left her in a sour mood.

She knew that Harwin was going to spend the morning with her brothers, who apparently hadn't had enough fighting in the showcase.

Ayla decided then to join Harwin's sisters in the library upstairs, she knew that's where they spent their times in the Redfort. Grayce was an avid reader and enjoyed learning about events in the Vale. Jaena just accompanied her, often letting Grayce read her the words as she worked on embroidery. When Ayla joined, the three girls quickly dropped their chores and got to talking.

Hours passed until Harwin also made his way up, his eyes roaming the library as he looked for the girls, who were sitting outside sharing food and tea, throwing their heads back as they laughed. Harwin found that Ayla shared traits with both of his sisters. She had the kind and often reserved template of Grayce and Jaena's quick wittedness and often explosive temper. 

Once his sisters saw him, they beckoned him to come out to the balcony.

"Harwin look!" Grayce pointed to the horizon excitedly. Harwin walked around their table and stared out, finding the imponent towers of Harrenhal in the distance. The Redfort rose on the top of a mountain, the view it had from the Vale and the nearest road leading to the Riverlands was a great vantage point. The castle of Harrenhal stood unmistakably in the distance, their towers fading in between the low clouds.

"So you've had your eyes on me this entire time" he teased, leaning off the ledge and turning to the table.

"I don't know how I could've, you haven't been in Harrenhal in give or take five years"

"Have I now?" He sat adjacent to Ayla and pulled a clean cup from the center. Ayla was quick to grab the seaming pot and pour some tea to Harwin.

"Yes, you left Harrenhal when your father was appointed Master of Laws"

"Mmm, and how do you know that?"

"I make it my business to know" Ayla hid a little smile behind the cup of tea, sipping the contents shortly before her eyes found Harwin's bandaged hands "I've also heard of your exploits at Princess Rhaenyra's wedding, how you bravely hoisted her to safety"

"Oh, I bet that made you jealous"

"Mighty jealous now that I've met you" Ayla followed his teasing tone with her own one, both of them smiling as they talked.

Grayce pulled the conversation to the illustrated books she'd seen and how they portrayed Harrenhal in it's former glory, making Harwin point out that the castle wasn't all destroyed, there were still parts of it that held the former grandeur of Harren's original vision, including the still intact White Hall where King Jaehaerys I held the Great Council for the succession of his ruling.

Grayce had mentioned something about King Jaehaerys I and his visit to the Redfort, which prompted Ayla to lead her to one of the corners of the library to tell her all about it.

Harwin remained seated next to his sister Jaena, and he knew how dangerous of a place it was.

"Have you asked her yet?" She beckoned as she pulled the chair to sit closer to him, her eyes still trained on the door to mind it for Ayla's sudden presence.

"Ask her what?" Jaena quickly slapped his arm.

"For her hand" she scolded, as if they had any other reason to talk.

"No, not yet"

"And why not? We leave tomorrow at first light"

"I know that"

"Is there a 'but'?"

"Why are you so invested in this?"

"Because I like her" she whined, knitting her eyebrows together "we all do"

Jaena pulled a straight face when Ayla and Grayce walked back in the balcony. Harwin then stood up, greeted the girls and left them to keep talking.

That night, the last night, after Harwin settled his affairs and placed a new log in the fireplace, he sat in the armchair and sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to be sleeping much that night.

His feelings were clear, he realized he wanted Ayla as soon as they shared a first meal upon their arrival at the Redfort. He liked her eyes on his, the soft touches of her fingers on his hand, and when he kissed her in the clearing near the waterfall he made up his mind that nothing would give him such pleasure as to have her all to himself.

The words Gwayne had spoken about the arrangement had only made him lock his feelings and convictions more, and if he had to fight Gwayne to win Ayla's hand then he would be delighted to do so.

He straightened on the chair when he heard the door open, Ayla's figure slipping in between the tiny space she'd open, then she closed the door behind her slowly, not wanting for the heavy locks to make much of a noise amidst the quietness of the night.

She turned, finding his eyes already on her figure. She smiled, slowly walking to him.

Harwin picked up her intentions, clearly noticeable by the way she was just wearing her sheer nightgown, when she stood before him the light of the fireplace behind her accentuated the curves of her body under the garment.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked, Ayla fisted her gown and leaned in to sit on his lap, his hands quickly found her waist, rounding it with his arm as he pulled her closer, and his other one found the dangerous place between her thighs.

"No, I'm-" she sighed, one of her arms had rounded Harwin's broad shoulders, his other hand touched his chin and jaw lightly "I'm heartbroken because of your departure"

She couldn't look at him in the eyes, Harwin could see the grimaces of her lips as she tried to make her chin not tremble.

"We still have the most fun way of communication, by raven"

Ayla let out a sad chuckle, her forehead coming down to his chin. Harwin pressed his hand along the curve of her waist, going up to her shoulder, then back down.

"I want to have this night with you" she sighed, her head shooting up to ghost her lips with his "and if I have to marry that idiot Gwayne later then I won't care because I will have had this, with you, tonight"

Harwin sighed, swallowing the lump in his throat. He was determined to pull her head up to make his gaze meet with hers, ready to deny her, but when he did so he couldn't. She closed the short gap between their lips, kissing him slowly at first. When he didn't pull her back she ran her tongue along his lower lip.

He heard the straps of her gown slide, and before he could react she pulled her arms out of the sleeves, the soft skin of her back hit his caressing hand, then the softness of her breast collided with the roughness of his own chest.

He inhaled sharply. He hastily pulled them both out of the chair, making Ayla stand on her feet.

His lips left hers long enough to search for the sleeves of her gown, when he looked down and his eyes met her two full breasts, her nipples hard at the arousal, he quickened his moves. Ayla complied and let herself be dressed again, but when she was about to complain to Harwin, her eyebrows already knitted at the middle, he grabbed her jaw and pulled her for a kiss, his teeth nipped at her lips once before pulling away from her again.

"Let's go to another room, one away from my family and yours"

Ayla searched in his eyes questioningly, then took his hand and began walking. She pulled him around the castle and to a stairway, once on the second level, he saw her look at the doors as she passed them, then decided on one and opened it.

The room inside was cold, had clearly been untouched for some time, but the bed was made and there were some thick furs to keep them heated, they would be needing them later.

Once the door was closed and locked behind them, Harwin pulled Ayla for a kiss, one that verged tenderness and roughness. His lips then traveled down to her neck, Ayla's hands found the nape of his neck, her fingers crawling at his back as she pulled herself to be flushed to his body.

It was Harwin who now pulled at the strap that held the gown tight to her chest, then pulled and opened the neck wide enough to slide down the garment all the way down, leaving Ayla naked in front of him.

His big hand cupped her breast, filling his entire hand with it, then his lips found hers again. They walked to the bed, his lips still on hers as Ayla grabbed his shirt and pulled, Harwin diligently put his arms up and was rid of his shirt, leaving it discarded next to her gown.

Harwin placed his hands on her waist and made her lay on the bed, then engulfed her body with his as he towered over her.

"Is this what you want?" He muttered breathlessly on top of her, his lips now traveling down to her neck, Ayla sighed and ran both of her hands over his mass of loose curls.

"Yes" she breathed out "I want all of it, all of you"

He leaned back to sit on his heels, looking at Ayla in all of her naked glory, he raked his hands down the valley of her breasts, then down to her stomach. He then grabbed the back of her legs and pulled them to either side of his body.

"It may not be pleasant at first, but it will pass" he assured, his hands now smoothing down her inner thighs, he felt the skin perk up in goosebumps, then slowly his hand made it's way to her heat, her slit glistening from her arousal.

Ayla stared at Harwin and his imponent figure in between her legs, how he was devouring her with his eyes, how he was surely thinking of all the things he wanted to do to her, when suddenly his thumb lost itself between her folds and traveled up. She inhaled sharply when his thumb moved on top of her most sensitive bud, circling it. Ayla's mouth fell agape, her skin peaking in temperature.

Harwin's thumb began moving faster on her clit, making Ayla gasp loudly, her body reacting making her begin to arch her back at the sudden change of pace. Still, Harwin was not happy with how she was seemingly holding back her pleasure.

He towered over her, one of his hands supporting his weight on top of her as the other kept working on her bud.

"Ayla, look at me" he commanded, Ayla soon opened her eyes, it was a sudden blessing having him so close, she hadn't known what to do with her hands, but now she could press them both to his shoulders, her fingers leaving a white indent on his skin "I wanted us in the furthest away room because I want to hear you" one of his fingers entered her, then curled inside of her making her close her legs around his waist "or am I not making you feel good?"

"You are" she replied instantly, nodding fervently as his fingers began pumping in and out. His lips attacked her neck, deciding that if she wasn't going to let go so easily, he would push her to the edge until she could no longer control herself.

He grabbed her by the waist with both hands and scooted her up on the bed, then dove in and before Ayla could register what was happening, Harwin's tongue raked along her slit, and when it touched her clit she let out a moan, long, one that reverberated through her entire throat.

Harwin's skillful tongue moved fast over her bud, and Ayla soon found the covers of the bed, fisting them as she moaned loudly again, her back arching. She found herself letting out a string of moans that threatened to leave her lacking her voice tomorrow.

In the brief moment she looked down, her hands now finding his curls to fist them, her legs trembled beyond her control. Harwin pressed now two fingers inside of her, and when he curled them to touch the tender spot in her walls, her back arched and she let out a high pitch scream, a short one that stopped when her whole body trembled. Her breathing also quivered as Harwin kept his fingers inside her, the delicious clench of her walls hugged his fingers in a  delicious rhythm.

Harwin straightened himself, once again sitting on his heels, his free hand rubbed Ayla's body, the skin leaving a trail of goosebumps after he caressed her.

"Ayla" he called breathlessly, not from exertion, but because he needed her now. Ayla opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly from the bed, a quiet understanding flashed on her eyes, Harwin understood that he could continue. He leaned over her, his arm propping himself up as his other hand, the one that he took from Ayla's heat, grasped his hardened member, he rubbed the tip on her slit, making Ayla press her hands at his shoulders again, her legs seemed to have a mind of their own, hooking themselves to hug his waist and to pull him closer, eager to finally have him.

She gasped when he entered her in one thrust, his fingers digging into the flesh of her waist as he stood still. Her walls were still clenching at the aftermath of her orgasm, making Harwin grunt as he placed his forehead to her clavicle. Ayla's orgasm hadn't stopped the initial pain of accommodating Harwin's girth to her tight walls, she'd pressed her hands at his sides and unconsciously held him still, as if it would subside the pain, her breath caught up in her throat, but she slowly let it out, relaxing herself at Harwin's caring hands on her waist and legs. When the pressure was bearable, pressing at his sides she beckoned him to start moving.

Harwin began thrusting in long strokes, his member managing to fit even deeper in her, listening attentively to her sighs and whimpers to gauge at how she was.

A moan escaped her at one of his long thrusts, soft and deep at the same time, like it originated from the deepest part of her throat, beckoning him to keep the pace going for the sake of sanity. He then lifted himself and placed his hands at her waist, picking up the pace on short and deliberate moves.

He wish he could have the view he had right now imprinted in his retina, the sight of her closed eyes and open mouth, her full breasts bouncing up and down, her hands now grasping at his forearms, then the most tentalizing sight of them all, his hard cock disappearing in her heat, squeezing it as he pushed inside of her, ripping more and more moans out of her throat.

Her face of pleasure changed as well as her moans, now higher in pitch, Harwin's hands now held hers and pinned them on top of her head. His hips began moving faster, making Ayla press the back of her heels at his lower back, the only way she had to cling to him as he pounded, Harwin was letting out his own soft grunts.

It was too much for Ayla to handle, the decided thrusts, the grip on her wrists preventing her from touching him, her moans echoing along with Harwin's own. She crumbled again, her back arching to meet with Harwin's chest as she came, a cry ripping out of her throat. Harwin's hands loosened the grip, giving Ayla finally freedom to dig her hands at his chest. Her skin became even more electrified when his hands raked her breasts, then up to her throat and back down again in the valley of her breasts.

She was spent, taking deep breaths as she felt her walls tighten around Harwin's cock. She finally opened her eyes, finding Harwin's already looking down at her, darkened with lust.

"Was that good my love?" Ayla nodded dutifully, her hands grabbing his and pressing down at her neck, she needed his hands on her body, the roughness of them to light her up "shall we keep going?"

Before Ayla could answer, he led her arms to round his shoulders, then pressed his own hands at her waist and pulled her off the bed. Now sitting with Ayla straddling his cock, she didn't know she could feel him so deep inside her, but she did. The change of position was enough to restart her wanton moans.

She had him exactly how she wanted him, chest to chest, his arm snaking around her whole back and his other hand guiding her hips in motion, back and forth, rubbing her insides with his cock in new spots. One of her hands clawed at his shoulder, the other one gripped at the loose curls in the back of her head, wanting to keep him close, to have his skin melt with hers.

"Fuck Harwin" she muttered, her lips on top of his, both of them breathing the same heavy air and drowning their moans with each other's mouths.

Ayla felt the change of pace, now both of his hands were leading an impossible fast pace, Harwin's turn to claw his fingers at her waist, surely leaving indents of his fingerprints on her body. Ayla felt an already familiar turn on her stomach, her forehead coming to his shoulder.

"Harwin" she gasped breathlessly, her legs threatening to numb. Suddenly she felt it, he stilled her movements to empty himself inside of her. Ayla hugged herself to him, his orgasm triggering her own, loosing all resolve as she moaned in his ear, her hand fisting at his hair making Harwin grunt, presumably in satisfaction at the mix of hurt and pleasure.

She felt outside of her body, lightheaded, but oh so very satisfied.

When she came to her senses, she was nested in Harwin's embrace, her head laying on his shoulder, covered with thick furs, his hand resting on her waist.

She lifted her head up just a few inches, seeing Harwin also become alert and look down at her with a smile.

"You feel asleep for a second there" he removed his hand from her waist as moved her wild hair out of her face "sleep love, I'll take you to your room before first light"

"Okay" she whispered, then crawled upwards to rest next to him, her forehead meeting his chin as her hand came up to rest at his jaw, her thumb lightly moving back and forth.

The next time Ayla came to her senses, she wasn't in the dreamy position she'd fallen asleep in. She was, sadly, back in her own bed, dressed and wrapped around the covers and sheets of the bed upstairs, her own bed was still made and untouched beneath her.

She quickly sat up when she saw the light outside, fearing that she had missed Harwin's departure. She unraveled the sheets from her body, noticing that one of them held the proof of her lost maidenhead, she balled it and held it to her chest as she looked to see if the other one was tainted. The door opened after a quick knock, leaving Ayla staring expectantly at the figure that would appear.

"Good morning my Lady" one of her handmaidens saluted, carrying a bowl of water and some rags, ones she left on the table near the fireplace.

"Good morning Talya"

"Oh, you've made your bed already" she noted, giving Ayla a quick look and a frown.

"Yes" she fisted the rest of the sheets "my blood moon came early, I was going to take this to wash"

"Don't bother my Lady" she extended her hands and Ayla gave her the sheets "the young ladies, Jaena and Grayce were waiting for you in the hallway, to break their fast with you before they left."

"Oh-" she felt her body loose the tension it was holding, they hadn't left yet "I'll meet them in a minute" Talya nodded, Ayla quickly added "I won't be needing any help with my dress, Talya"

"As you wish" Talya nodded, then headed out.

Ayla's suspicions were right, as soon as she rid herself of her nightgown, maroon dots painted her waist, the grip of Harwin's fingers leaving marks to remember him by.

Ayla changed quickly, not wanting to keep the sisters waiting, then quickly knotted her hair in a high ponytail, a few pieces falling and framing her face, then joined the girls in the hallway.

In the adjacent tower, Harwin harbored a pain in his chest that he at first doubted the reason for. He didn't touch a thing the maids had displayed for them to eat before their departure. Much to his dismay, he crossed glances with his father once, who looked at him with a sympathetic twist of eyebrows.

"You know, Lord Edder is to be in King's Landing in the upcoming month, a fruitful relationship has developed from this little adventure. I'm sure you and Lady Ayla will be able to reconnect then" he offered.

Harwin finally cracked a smile.

"That is not why I'm distraught. I believe lady Ayla and I do not need a longer courting period to gauge out intentions. I am going to ask for Ayla's hand before we leave" his eyes found his father's, gleaming with a certain proudness.

"I must admit I knew that would be the outcome of this trip the first night we had dinner with the Redford's. Lady Ayla is a picture perfect match for you, son"

"Still-" Harwin wished to keep his father's expectations at bay "I didn't say anything because I'm sure she would've insisted in coming to King's Landing with us. Leaving the family home is not something to take lightly"

"It surely is not, I'm glad you're willing to wait" Lord Lyonel stood from his seat and motioned at him to do the same "we should pay Lord Edder the respect of forewarning him your intentions"

Harwin nodded, then stood up from his seat and followed his father around the castle.

As soon as Harwin and Lord Lyonel crossed the door to Lord Edder's office, he smiled and waved his hand around, then placed both of them on Harwin's shoulders.

"There's absolutely no need for this my boy" he said with a smile, Harwin's nervousness dissipating almost instantly "I've raised my daughter to be a strong willed, intelligent and tenacious young woman. She, as you've witnessed, likes to get into a little bit of trouble every now and then. All she needs is for someone to protect her, sometimes from afar, but most important she needs someone to love her"

"I'm willing to do that and more, Lord Edder. If I am ever lucky enough to call myself her husband, she should expect nothing less of me"

"Good" he nodded, patting Harwin's arms reassuringly "I am more than happy to have our houses join" he looked now at Lord Lyonel, who by the look of his face mirrored Lord Edder's happiness.

Harwin only saw Ayla again when she and his sisters walked to the entrance of the castle. Harwin's heart tightened at the sight of her puffy red eyes and nose, she'd clearly been crying and so had his sisters.

He walked to them, Jaena and Grayce understood that they would want a few minutes to themselves. They left Ayla's side and Harwin kept walking with her to the furthest part of the salon, leading to a corridor.

"How are you today?" He asked, glancing down at her. Ayla gave a weak smile.

"Remember at the clearing, when you told me there would be plenty of time for us to make haunting memories together?" Harwin smiled sadly, standing in front of her and slowly raising his hands to her waist "back then I didn't think you were serious"

"Neither was I" he admitted. Ayla's eyes remained on his lips, her hands coming up to lay flat oh his chest. "Ayla"

Her chin trembled, Harwin's forehead came down to touch hers. He held her in his arms, much like he had done the night of Lord Mooton's verbal explosion. Their noses touched, and Harwin heard her unsteady breath as she tried to hold back tears.

"Look at me Ayla" he whispered. Ayla leaned back, took a deep breath and looked at him, almost instantly she blinked and heavy tears fell from her eyes "I promise you, this is our last goodbye"

He saw it, the clear change in her expressive eyes, how they turned to curiosity, then instantly disbelief.

"Next time we see each other, be it days or months from now, I won't let you out of my sight again. If you would have me-" Ayla closed her eyes, her hands crawled to his neck and she pulled his face to hers, foreheads touching "next time we see each other, I will make you my wife, if you'll take me as your husband"

"I will" she answered instantly, her lips meeting his plump ones "I will happily take you as a husband" she whispered over his lips, then kissed him again, now their lips dancing with each other, his tongue slipping into her mouth as one of his hands dipped lower to grasp at her glute.

Ayla startled in his arms and pulled away from the kiss when the hallway erupted in a frenzy of warnings and cheers, both from Harwin's sisters cheering at the both of them, celebrating them on their love, and Ayla's brothers who considered that Harwin had put a little too much passion in the kiss. Ayla was still holding him by the neck, but had managed to crack a good laugh along with Harwin, momentarily distracting them from the sorrow they would feel when they were no longer in each other's sights.

Upon their farewells, Harwin kept a reassuring grip on Ayla's hand as he saluted her brothers. Ayla on the other hand held both of his sister's, her eyes fixating on Grayce as she linked a bracelet at her wrist.

"We bought this at Wickenden. Something to remember us by"

Ayla stared at the thin chains twirling on themselves and painted in red, blue and green, the colors of House Strong.

"I love it" Ayla's hands slipped from Harwin's momentarily to hug Grayce and Jaena tightly "even if I wasn't going to marry your brother, I would've found a way to keep withing your lives. I hold you in a special place in my heart"

When the girls parted from Ayla and walked to the carriage, Harwin pressed his hand on her neck, rubbing his thumb over the curtain of hair and into Ayla's neck.

Ayla took a deep shaky breath and leaned to his shoulder, his hands found hers again and rubbed over her knuckles, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I'll write to you as soon as I can" he muttered to Ayla, but didn't want to utter a word, fearing that it may launch her tears into overdrive again, she opted for tiptoeing to kiss him, his hand lightly pressed at her jaw, keeping her lips on his for a long but soft kiss.

She held her breath when he pulled back, forcing herself to open her eyes and look at his.

"This better be our last goodbye" Harwin pulled the corner of his lips to a small smile.

"It will be, love" he pressed another quick kiss to her forehead and reluctantly peeled away from her, their hands holding together until the last second. When Harwin turned to walk to his horse, Adrian took Harwin's side next to Ayla and pulled her crying sister to him, Ayla blinked heavy tears as she watched him climb on the horse. He gave a quick glance at Ayla, she forced herself to smile, even though her lips and jaw were locked in avoiding to cry.

Then slowly, the party disappeared into the road. Ayla sighed, running a hand on her cheeks and cleaning it out of the fresh tears that ran on them.

"Congratulations my girl" it was now her father's turn to kiss her on the forehead, then rounded her shoulders with his arm and walked into up the stairs to the entrance of the castle "Ser Harwin is a great match for you, one I'm ashamed I didn't thought of to begin with"

"It's better we made it ourselves, I'm sure Lord Lyonel wouldn't have agreed to the match if it had been set up as a political one" she reasoned, grateful that her father had turned the matter of conversation away from her love's departure.

"We will meet again with the Strongs. I do have some new business in King's Landing, and you'll sure join me then"

"I gladly will, father" she replied with a weak smile.

"And the marriage itself-" Ayla quietly rolled her eyes, mostly to herself.

"You don't waste time, do you?" She quipped, interrupting him.

"The marriage itself will have to be within the next four months. I wish for us to join houses as soon as possible, for your sake and Ser Harwin's"

"And why are you concerned exactly?" She stood before him, blocking him from walking further "do you know something I don't?"

"I know plenty that you don't. Regarding your betrothal, I know that by the way Larys looked at the both of you when Harwin asked for your hand, he wasn't happy"

Ayla thought of the lack of interaction she had had with Larys, he mostly kept to himself or joined Lord Lyonel in the matters he still had to attend as Hand, even from afar. She was glad that her father had kept a keen eye on him and had been looking over her even in her moments of weakness.

"You're afraid he would somehow convince Lord Lyonel of calling off the betrothal?"

"I'm concerned he would plant a seed in the time you and Harwin are away from each other. It doesn't need to be with Lord Lyonel itself, it can be with absolutely anyone who wishes to stir chaos"

"Well-" a sudden smirk painted on Ayla's lips "let him try".

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#harwin strong #harwin breakbones #ser harwin strong #harwin strong x oc #harwin strong x reader #harwin strong smut #ryan corr #hotd

[swiftfootedachilles]

How about some Milkovich sibling love. Mandy visits for the first time since leaving and Mickey holds her face and looks at his baby sister, the current version of her and the feisty but loving teenager she was when he last saw her clashing in his head. He pulls her into a hug and they sway back and forth in silence. Nothing to say, just happy to see each other after so long. No pain, no sadness, no bruises to get in the way.

STOP i was literally just thinking about this yesterday. mandy coming to visiting and theyre watching a movie in the apartment couch, her brother on one side and her platonic soulmate on the other. i doubt it would turn into some massive cuddlefest (no matter how hard ian tries) but theyre just so happy existing together without trauma or distance separating them. mickey leaves for 2 seconds to get the popcorn out of the microwave and he comes back to mandy sitting on ians lap and he pushes her and says "move bitch thats my spot ��" the 3 of them are literally this meme with ian in the middle

anyway where the FUCK was iggy during the wedding? youre telling me jamie was helping out but iggy wasnt even involved at all?? bullshit. he had to have been in prison otherwise his ass wouldve been seated front row for that shit. also the other milkovich siblings just?? stopped existing after season 4 its kinda amazing. like bye i guess... there is a very nearby alternate universe where everything is the same except the milkoviches are the main cast of shameless instead of the gallaghers

#I LOVE THEM‼️ #the milkoviches are very important to me idk i dont relate to the gallagher family dynamic but the milkoviches? yeah #inch resting how theres more rural representation on a show set in inner city chicago than there is poc representation....hmm #asks #anon #anonymous #when people categorize the milkoviches like theyre a mafia family...no bitch thats the hick diaspora #shameless

[haventdecidedyet]

I FINISHED ROBIN HOOD YESTERDAY

(the birthday of RA, may I note)

After 34 days, or thereabouts. That makes me seem like a casual, non-fixated media-consumer, but actually that's my disciplined strategy of ensuring my fixation can sustain me for a long period of time.

Now it's time to reflect on season 3 and do some episode-by-episode reviews.

Total Eclipse - What was going on. It was different. Everything felt different. Robin had had a haircut and Guy had had a hair growth, which was actually debilitating to his vision. Also the Sheriff had eye shadow and shaved that bit of hair that everyone liked. Guy made a fool of himself by not killing Robin but entered his emo phase.

Cause and Effect - Kate began her campaign to make everyone cringe at the construction of female characters. Unfortunately she would never get over the death of that pathetic brother. Really random Irish guys. Goodbye Gisborne.

Lost in Translation - yes, Wikipedia, you're very right to note Gisborne is absent. I was almost losing hope for the series. The Bible in English, that's crazy. Was this when they dug up a skeleton?

Sins of the Father - I don't know why everyone acted like they knew Rufus. Allan and Kate definitely could have developed a relationship from here, but no, Robin's the only charmy smarmy man allowed. Snivelling accountant was killed. A little three-way conflict and little laddy escaped the shadow of his father.

Let the Games Commence - Gisborne returned with a boosted ego, styled hair, a pet lion, and things looked up. He has a sister? Now you're pushing it, writers. I did find her attractive here but, you know, that changed. A nice circus theme going on and that ginger kid tried his best.

Do You Love Me? - Now things really looked up. Prince John is a gem. He set that random wedding on fire. Gisborne and the Sheriff were pitted against each other, ouch. Did I hallucinate or did the Sheriff claim to be like his father as Guy 'killed' him? The awkward dinners, amazing. The failure at kingly healing, oh yes.

Too Hot to Handle - Prince John carried it again. Robin and Isabella really shouldn't have been a thing so it was good when Guy went after them. After treading water and undressing Isabella snapped and turned bad and we had a quarreling quadrangle: Robin, Isabella, Gisborne, Prince John.

The King Is Dead, Long Live the King - a kind of uninteresting episode, but Guy escaped Isabella, began his redemption arc, Robin faced off with his old mentor.

A Dangerous Deal - Guy and Meg, my heart, incredibly adorable, Meg was literally the best female character and she deserved more time, Guy had a character reversal, flash feminism I guess and husband-killing.

Bad Blood - the most weird weirdest episode to exist, we learnt a lot of too convenient and too overlooked facts about Robin and Guy's family history, had to watch loads of new characters take all the action, where Robin's dad happened to spring from who knows, but I overlooked the massive stretches for the sake of seeing Robin and Guy ride off into the sunset

The Enemy of My Enemy - I really wish Robin and Guy could have developed as a pair like this for longer, Archer was somewhat a prick, but I'm nevertheless fond of the strange brother trio.

Something Worth Fighting For Part 1 - Showdown time. Honestly, Kate and Robin's romance was a no-go. But sure. Turning gang members out, almost suffocating Much, Guy and Robin in the tunnels, Allan's painful death, there was some good drama.

Something Worth Fighting For Part 2 - I was so glad to have the Sheriff back. Having it back how it used to be, the final fight being against the original, key villain. Guy not a villain, a solid gang member. But then it was die die time. That tunnel scene was cruel. Guy and Robin as friends: I don't care if it's unbelievable, it makes me happy. Robin took on the nice little 'I'll be the hero and sacrifice myself so everyone else can prosper' trope. When Marian stepped out of the trees I was a goner.

#bbc robin hood

[chal-latte]

hand in marriage plz skdkd I love you I hope ur uni apps are doing well

im thinking engagement/wedding with timo soc med? with a Kpop girlie FC?

and maybe like everyone doesn't think he's one to settle down but reader got him whipped like a lil loyal male wife bec he's so in love with reader 😁😭

-timmymyluv (urs truly)

A/N: STOP THATS SO SWEET TYSM I rly do hope it’s going well😅 tho the idea of engagement/marriage isnt for me not yet i hope especially maternity/being a parent oh god but im just gonna make this one for my truly + in this fic theyre p private so yk just quite the hints of them getting engaged HOPE THIS IS GOOD

deuxmoi

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deuxmoi spotted: our young heartthrobs timothée chalamet and y/n l/n landing on naples airport, italy. they hurried through a throng of fans and hopped into their reserved vehicle. what’s got you in a rush @tchalamet​ @y/i/n ?  

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fanpage10 AW honeymoon

fanpage10 AW honeymoon

fanpage24 i would be in a rush too i mean- 

fanpage48 ppl who get to meet them r so lucky

fanpage90 italy for the summer??? hope i can catch them

fanpage83 what are they doing in naples?

fanpage40 i miss them sm🥺

fanpage74 they look so good!!

y/i/n

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y/i/n amalfi coast was my secret haven but now i get to share it with my forever 💍

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tchalamet ♾

*Liked by @y/i/n

fanpage31 CONGRATULATIONSSSS AAAAH😭😭😭😭

pauline.chalamet i love you guys so much❤️❤️❤️

harrystyles much love

louist91 congrats love!!! Xx

fanpage55 IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU

fanpage84 UR SO SICK FOR THIS GOD 😩😩

evanmock and then they kiss

kyliejenner u guys 🥺

bellahadid I CRIED PLEASE I WISH I CAN HUG YOU RIGHT NOW😭❤️✨💐🪷🕊

dior congratulations! 

isabelagrutman oh so lovely i’d love to have you both for dinner let’s talk about marriage! 

↪️ y/i/n AHH isabela🥹🥹 talk soon!!

tchalamet 

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fanpage93 GEEZ OKAY IM ALSO HERS🙄🙄🙄 no need to get cocky

y/i/n mineee <3

fanpage11 hand in marriage NOW!!!!!!

kidcudi finally

fanpage87 LOL CUDI’S COMMENT🤣

honeymoon 🖤

voguefrance felicitations!! 

fanpage33 AAAH LANA COMMENTED

fanpage77 KJAGJKHJDKGHDGN IM CRYING

officialrebeccaferguson congratulations my darlings

ethanhawke congratulations kid

fanpage88 GAHHHHHHHHH MY HEART STOPPED

pauline.chalamet MY SISTER!! 😍😍😍

fanpage20 CONGRATULATIONS MY PARENTS

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enews love is in the air! timothée chalamet (@tchalamet) has graced y/n l/n (@y/i/n)’s ring finger with a 24k tiffany and co. custom engagement ring. before y/n, he was a “why settle? this world wants you to accept every challenges and move,” type of man. while having a fling with different models every month gave him the status of a well known playboy. but just yesterday, he’s proved us that he is a changed man. congratulations to your engagement! 📷: instagram

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fanpage83 they rich rich

fanpage14 the media framed him as a womanizer when hes actually not

fanpage95 timothees not like that 

fanpage48 24K ENGAGEMENT RING imagine the marriage ring😭😭😭😭

fanpage85 yall but their promise ring was so cute🥺🥺🥺😭😭

fanpage47 yeah bc timothee is sm more than just a “playboy”

fanpage67 y/n’s a queen she deserves a 24k ring💍

tchalamet mentioned @y/i/n in a story!

tchalamet this forever @y/i/n

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[mamasanctuary]

Future Futbol Player...

Yadier finally moved on from forcing Thalia to practice soccer with him. For over a year, he tried to “train her” to play in hopes to enroll her in a mini league this fall. She refused and we’ll be enrolling her in a gymnastic program. But Zoe, Zoe looooves soccer. I got these snippets of them practicing yesterday morning. He goes on to say she has excellent balance and can actually kick the ball pretty far. I’m like hombre, she’s just getting started relax. I always dreamed my little girls would do ballet. It’s what I most wanted to do as a kid but my parents couldn’t afford to(or so they said). They don’t even show an interest in dancing, except when Celia comes on, so I guess that’s a distant dream. But I love that they’re not afraid to do what they truly love. I’m looking forward to having a hoarse voice after their games/competitions. Should be fun 😉

This Week’s Highs:

- Set goals for the rest of 2022 - Helped my sister with wedding plan -  Hearing Solomon string along 3-4 word sentences                            Click to read more about my triggers this week

  It’s been a minute since I’ve written a full blog post, so bare with me. I’ve been helping my sister wedding plan and it’s brought up a bunch of hurtful, painful memories for me. Not sure how I’ll deal with them but for the moment, I’m just pushing through.

  Here’s the thing, my abuser was heavily involved in my wedding. And I mean, heavily. She was able to dictate who sat near who and what others were allowed to wear. All the tasks I handed to my mom to make her feel involved in my wedding. But because my mom has always let abuser dictate things, she was happy to let abuser do it. 

  I hated my wedding. Almost nothing I wanted or paid for, was there and the only good thing was that I actually married Yadier. At the time, I was so used to never getting my way I didn’t bother protesting. It’s just how things were. The “real” adults made the decisions and us “children” listened. Not to mention none of these real adults helped pay for anything. We were 21 and I was assured everyone was just trying to help.

Now that my big sister is getting married, which I’m so happy about, I want to protect her peace on that day. But she’s kind of working against me and inviting people she doesn’t really want. Its purely out of outdated social norms and obligation that she feels she must. I think I’m mainly triggered because she’s thinking of inviting abuser. She doesn’t know that I was also sexually abused by abuser but she saw, and even participated, in some of the mental/physical abuse. I don’t fault her, she was a child and the last time my sister was against me she was around 12, so definitely didn’t know better. But, I can’t help but feel anger towards her even entertaining the thought.  Is that wrong of me? Probably. But oh well. It feels mean to have her there knowing that I haven’t spoken to her in over 4 years. Anyway, I spiraled again this week. Coming to the realization that everyone doesn’t remember things the same and I’ll likely have to interact with abuser in four weeks. What would you do?

#simblr #cw: child abuse #simblog #nene

[moodywyrm]

it’s perfectly fine honey!!! and yay!! happy almost birthday :o 21!!! you can gamble and drink and get a pilot’s license !! isnt that exciting :o

in all seriousness i’m soso sorry you’ve been having a bad week :( hopefully it’ll all get better when school starts back up n everything <3 and omg!! how has crocheting been? :o

i’m good!! preparing for school to start even though i basically still have a month 😭 and we’re starting plans for the wedding omg that sounds so weird .. im still not used to it 😵‍💫 but she’s decided we’re practicing our first dance Now instead of doing anything else so . i mean ive already been looking at dresses,, i’m too excited!! and i finally finished circe!! i’m trying to decide between one last stop and shadow of the gods </3 i think i might go with one last stop since i’m already a couple pages in ?

how’s your day? :)

- 🩷

ahhh hello!! 21 in like six days?????? odd.

hopefully!! I start school in like three weeks? a lil more? It’s been so fun!! I love crocheting, I’m working on a hexagon cardigan rn!! I’m so excited to work on it more, it’s really soothing

Same!! And oh my good wedding plans!! You’re a fiancé and you have a fiancé!!! I’m so happy for y’all!! The first dance!! That’s so fucking sweet!! Dresses!!! Wedding dresses are so pretty, I hope the search is going well!! Did you like Circe? I restarted the audiobook like yesterday!! Those both sound great but my vote is for one last stop 😎 bc sapphics 😎 on a train 😎 I’ve been listening to the audiobook a lot and I really love it 😭

The last few days were also odd but my sister comes back tomorrow!! So I’m just pushing through today, hopefully finishing one panel of my cardigan!

How was your day?

#moodythoughts #🩷 anon

[jjkeverlast]

Hi it moonie

I hope you're copping well with the news bc I'm in shambles since yesterday when I watched the concert and I saw our little meow meow cry his eyes out and the ending also made me really emotional and the whole hyung line was there 😭 and when I thought it was getting better I also woke up to the notification from big hit like I knew it was going to happen soon but I didn't know they're gonna slap us with it not even 24 hours after the last concert 🥹

And to give you a little life update i enrolled into college we will see how that goes but something I have to complain about is my mother like I love this woman but she was blessed with the lean petite body type and I got the body genetics from my dad side so I always was more of me (to set the scene although I was always thicker I had good weight for my height maybe it was more that some people liked but I wasn't overweight back then but since the lock down happened I gained weight and went up around two sizes) and I honestly feel good in my body maybe I'm not the most beautiful person but I don't think I look that bad but I had to buy a dress for my cousins wedding and I went with my mom and oh boy was it an experience but to keep the long story short( and not to bore you with my hectic explanation skills) I'm traumatized and I'm almost 100 % sure my mom has some negative emotions towards bigger people and I'm not taking her shopping for formal wear anytime soon 😭

But at last I hope you're handling things well and that you find a good job on your job hunt 💜

🌝

hi my lovie,

idk how exactly i'm coping... gahh seeing yoongi cry yesterday made me get that gut feeling that it's come to an end, especially as he stepped through the door (fucking hell i'm sooo proud of him) but yeah, that announcement hit me right in the fucking gut. i woke up, cried when i read it, tried to ignore it but then i wanted to get some comfort and of course where i get the most comfort is yoongi's documentary, so yeah i sobbed again but it was a good cry u know? one where you know everything will be okay and that he'll come back better than ever along with the other members. but yeah, i feel you baby. getting that announcement will hurt each time god.

okay, i just foremost want to say that how your mother has acted isn't your fault and has nothing personally to do with you. i hope you don't walk around feeling guilty or shitty about your weight because your body is a vessel! it's there with you, your whoooole life so spending time hating it isn't worth it :(( you're supposed to cherish it and caress it you know? but i'm so so sorry to hear you had such an experience. my sister has been through the same problem after her depression, which caused her to gain a lot of weight and my mom openly fat-shamed her for months until she lost it. so i might not feel exactly what it is you feel, but i've been a witness to it and it hurts. i just want to say, thank you for sharing this, i'm sure it wasn't easy for you, especially seeing it's a touchy subject. i hope you'll feel better with time, and please take care of yourself. i'll be here if anything as always, my friend. <3

i'm currently looking for jobs so this was so sweet of you to say!! thank you baby. <333

[edit: I FORGOT TO SAY IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR YOU'VE ENROLLED IN COLLEGE BBY THATS GREAT NEWS!!!]

#moonie <3 #anonie 🌝 #lati's mailbox📬

[smarchit]

My mom: why don't you ever talk to me anymore?

Also my mom: *is constantly sending me diet pill websites and telling me how unhealthy I am; is constantly skeptical of everything I tell her; is always repeatedly asking me things even though I tell her I don't have an answer now but will in a few hours*

Me, just trying to have an actual fucking relationship with her that doesnt revolve around my weight every waking moment: ....

She always says i never actually talk to her about stuff anymore. I told her 3 times last week that we got a new system at work and she didn't follow up a single fucking time. I've also begged her multiple times to stop sending me diet pill ads, that I'm in no way interested in them, that I never will be, and have gone days without speaking to her when she refused to stop bombarding me with them.

I am completely over it. I desperately want to have an actual relationship with my mom, where she acts like my goddamn mom and not some fatphobic internet shithead who has had me on some diet or another since I was 8. Eight. I told that to my therapist and he looked at me like i had punched him.

I knew she was going to be bad before the wedding, and she always talks about how much stress I must be in from wedding planning, but the only stress I am under, the only stress I have ever been under, has been from her.

And she blamed my therapist yesterday for my not wanting to go to/talk about her fucking mammogram appointments anymore. I am almost 28 fucking years old, I should not have had to have been her emotional crutch for the death of her sister since I was old enough to comprehend the emotions of others. It severely fucked me up and now I have no idea how to process my own emotions, or the emotions of others.

I grew up feeling like my own emotions didn't matter, that the happiness of everyone else was more important than my own, and feeling that I was an immeasurable failure because of my weight.

And even now, after spending so long trying to unlearn and relearn, I still feel that I will never ever be good enough for her. I don't tell her my accomplishments of buying smaller clothing sizes, or whatever good thing happens, because she finds some way to tell me how I could be doing more if I took weight loss medication prescribed by a doctor.

I just want my mom.

#please like if you read #I'm just #im okay i guess #might delete this

[does-whatever]

Triple Celebration

Pairing: Bright Vachirawit Chivaaree and Win Metawin Opas-iamkajorn

Length: One-shot

Series: Our moments in between (OMIB)

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36920242

How I imagined December 26, 2021 went

2 weeks ago

“Are you sure about this? You really want to do it?”

“Yeah, I’m 100% sure.” Bright smiled and kissed the pair of soft lips in front of him.

-

1 week ago

While walking towards the set for the next scene they are about to shoot, Win suddenly turned to Bright

“Do you still want to do it?” the younger whispered, careful not to be heard by anyone but Bright.

The older boy laughed, used to how annoyingly persistent Win can be, “Yes, love. I still do.” and continued walking to where their glam is waiting for them to retouch their makeup.  

-

3 days ago

“You know, I won’t be mad if you don’t want to do it,” Win asked again, making Bright pause the game they were playing.

“I still want to. Do you not want me to?”

“No! That’s not what I meant.” Win put the console down and faced Bright and held both his hands. “I just don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. I will understand if you don’t want to…”

“Love, I want to do this with you, I really do. I am honored, actually. So stop worrying, okay?” he smiled and kissed the younger’s forehead.

“Okay.”

“As long as you’re by my side I won’t worry about anything else.���

“Of course, I’ll always be with you.”

Their video game is completely forgotten as they wrap themselves in the presence of each other.

-

Yesterday

“Okay, I’ll be honest. I’m nervous. I still want to do it…. But what if they don’t like me?”

Win looked into the eyes he loved the most and took Bright’s hand, “You have nothing to worry about. They already like you and you’ve met them before.

“Yeah, but not as your boyfriend though.” slight pout on Bright’s lips.

“Ah…” cheeks turning pink his heart still flutters whenever Bright calls him his boyfriend. “I know they will still like you though, I bet they will love you even more because they will know how special you are to me.”

“I love you, you know that right?”

“I know.,” Win smiled, eyes turning to little crescents, “and I love you too.”

Both now feel light and happy in their hearts as they continue to the movie playing in front of them.

-

Present

It was a busy day for Win, well every day has been a busy day for the last month for him. That's expected with all the work commitment he currently has.

Today is different. Today is his older sister’s wedding and it is the first wedding in their family. Everybody is buzzing with happiness and excitement, including Win. He’s never felt so happy for his sister. She’s finally marrying the man that she loved the most and the man Win knows who can take care of his sister.

Aside from the wedding excitement, this is also a special day for him. It is the eve of Bright’s birthday. Birthdays for Win are really sacred even because it is the only day in the year when he could shower Bright with gifts and attention and have no one question their relationship status.

But apart from Bright’s birthday celebration, something big is also going to happen for Win and Bright. It’s the day he will finally introduce Bright as his boyfriend to his family. It was a nerve-wracking decision but they both decided to let their families, close friends, and close colleagues their true relationship status.  

“Hey, you okay?” P’Ice said as she noticed Win thinking deeply about something.

“Yup, just thinking about stuff.” Win replied, smiling

“Stop thinking about work! Just relax, okay? We’re here to celebrate P’s special day.” his sister smiled and kissed his cheeks.

Win laughed and followed P’Ice to the event hall where the engagement ceremony will be held.

After 2 hours of pictorial with the couple and their respective families, they are now waiting in front of the hotel for their car to take them to the hotel where the official wedding ceremony will be held. The wedding will be at 7pm so they have time to take more pictures and rest up before the ceremony.

While waiting, Win took out his phone and saw a text from Bright.

B: “Hey, we just finished the shoot for today. How are you? I’ll head to the spa first my back is killing me. :( “

W: “We just finished the engagement ceremony and the photoshoot, we’re headed back to the hotel just waiting for the car.

But what happened to your back? Are you okay?”

B: “Yup, I just pulled a muscle while working out yesterday. Just a quick massage will do the trick.”

W: “Okay. Please be careful next time, na?”

B: “Yup, I will :*”

W: “We’re still on for later?”

B: “Yes! nobody can stop me from going. That’s also why I want to go to the spa. I need to look presentable and not look like I haven’t slept in a week.”

W: “You always look good to me.”

B: “Sweet words will get you anywhere, mister”

W: “Well, I don’t want to be anywhere else except to be next to you.”

B: “HAHAHAHAHA your sappiness is showing, Metawin.”

W: “Only with you, love ;)”

B: “ I love you so much. I need to go though, love. See you later?”

W: “I love you too! And see you :*”

Win was occupied with texting Bright that he didn’t notice Ming standing beside him.

“Everything’s okay?” P’Ming asked as she looped her arm around Win’s, their family, P’Ice, P’Warm, and Mick talking behind them.

“Yeah, I was just texting Bright.” Win replied as he pocketed his phone.

“Oh,  he is still coming tonight?”

“Yeah, he is.”

“Good, I’m excited to see him again and I know mom and dad are too.”

“Yeah, I’m starting to think they like Bright more than me.” Both siblings laughed “Are you still okay with us doing it today, though? I understand if you don’t want to.”

“Oh hush, we already told you that it’s not a problem silly. Also, it’s convenient since the whole family is gathered today. Don’t worry, okay na?”

“Okay, thank you P.” Win smiled and held his sister’s hand

“No problem, silly. It’s nice to see you smiling like that. I’m happy for you.”

“Hey, should I be the one saying that? It’s your wedding day after all.”

P’Ming laughed, “You could say it back to me, you know.”

“I’m so happy for you P’ You deserve all the happiness and love in the world.” Win hugged and kissed Ming’s forehead

“Stop, don’t make me cry. It’ll ruin my makeup.” Both siblings laughed as Ming playfully slapped Win’s arm

“Hey,  no crying we haven’t started the wedding yet!” Mick jokingly commented and made their whole party laugh.

-

After 3 years in the entertainment industry, Win had already sung numerous songs in different stages and each one is memorable to him. But tonight singing for his sister’s wedding beats all those events. He never imagined that his first song will be the song that his sister and future brother-in-law will be using as they walk down the aisle. He honestly wanted to cry because of the overwhelming love he feels for the couple before him, but he suppresses it because it was not his moment, it was theirs. Win is there to make the moment more beautiful and memorable for them, and he will.

-

The wedding was a went by with no problems, overall it was a success. It went without a hitch and they are happily celebrating with the newlyweds. Win was busy taking pictures with his family when he felt his phone vibrate.

B: “I’m here. I’m with P’Eed now. See you. <3”

Win can’t help the smile that formed on his lips and decided to head out the hall to meet Bright.

Bright, P’Eed, and members of their glam team who were also invited were walking towards the entrance when they saw Win.

Being conscious of the people around them Bright and Win hugged quickly when they finally stood in from of each other.

“Sorry I arrived late. I accidentally slept during the massage.” Bright said, slightly scratching his nape. Win and the people from their team laughed, Bright can really sleep anywhere especially when he’s tired.

“It’s okay. The afterparty just started.”

Win looked behind Bright to address P’Eed and the others “Ah uhm guys, you can head inside I just need to say something to Bright.”

The others headed inside but P’Eed paused slightly before heading “Be quick, okay boys?”

“Yup, will do.”

When the others are inside, Win quickly pulled Bright to an adjacent small room beside the hall where the party is held. Once the door was closed Win pulled Bright in a tight hug.

“Hey, you okay?” Bright asked while rubbing Win’s back

“Yeah, I just need to hug you before we face them.” Win said and hid his face in the older’s should. “And I just missed you.”

Bright chuckled and tighten his arms around Win, “I missed you too, love.” and kissed Win’s temple

“Okay, are you ready?”

“Yes. Let’s do this!”

Both Win and Bright headed inside the hall to where the party is. They decided that even though they are finally introducing Bright as Win’s boyfriend they will avoid PDAs since the wedding is still a public event and anyone from the guests can post pictures that will be exposed to the public. So, holding hands or doing couply stuff is still a no-go. They only wanted Win’s family and closest friends to know, not the whole world, Well, not yet anyway they’ll get to that eventually.

The party was in full swing when they entered, people are taking photos, happily dancing, and congratulating the newlyweds.

They decided to head to Win’s family first to talk to his parents and grandparents, but before they were able to head to the table where Win’s family is sitting they were interrupted by people asking to take selfies with them. Being the gentlemen they are they took each photo request with a smile. After 10 minutes of taking pictures with the guests, they finally reached the table where Win’s parents and grandparents are sitting.

The table they are sitting at is positioned slightly away from the dancing and singing crowd which gives them a semblance of privacy.

“Mom, Dad, Bright’s here.”

Win’s parents turned to them and smiled.

“Bright! It’s good to see you. How are you, son?” Papa Wanchai after shaking his hand

“I’m doing good. Still busy but I can handle it.”

“It’s good to see you again, Bright. How is your mom?” asked Mama Ole as Bright leaned to kiss her cheeks.

“She’s at home with Ame. Oh, she wanted me to thank you for the recipe you shared with her. She loved it.”

“Oh, that’s good! Don’t worry I share some more that I can share with her.” Mama Ole then turned to her husband,  “Oh hon, remind me to look for the recipe book I have at home, ok?”

“Okay, dear but let me remind you that I’m also forgetful.”

Mama Ole sighed and lightly slapped her husband’s shoulder. “Metawin, you remind me too?”

“Mom, you know you can put that as a reminder on your phone right?” Win said amusement evident in his voice, while Bright is trying his best not to laugh too loud.

“I don’t know how to do that It’s easier to get one of you to remind me.”

“Moooommm” Win whined, Bright laughed he loves how silly and fun Win’s parents are. For outsiders, they might seem cold and proper, but when you get to know them they are really warm and welcoming people. It’s no wonder that Win is also the same.

“Besides, don’t you want me and your boyfriend’s mother to be besties?” Mama Ole commented which made both boys freeze. It is the first time that Win’s parents acknowledged their relationship in person.

“H-how did you know?”

“Oh Win, you are my son, of course I know.” Mama Ole approached Win and cupped his face. “Also, your sister slipped when I saw that Bright’s name on the guest list. She even said, “Of course, Ma. Win invited his boyfriend to the wedding.” Your sister has been so stressed because of the wedding preparation she didn’t even notice what she said to me. ” she laughed, finding the whole scenario amusing.

“Oh… and you are okay with it?”

“Yes, why wouldn’t we be? You make each other happy and that’s what’s  important to me.”

Mama Ole then turned to Bright who was silently standing by Win, “You already know that we adore you, Bright. You are a good kid and we saw how you took care and adore Win. We fully support you and Win, okay? We are happy to see you both happy, you both deserve it.” Mama Ole said as she held both Win and Bright’s hands.

“We already consider you as a part of this family, Bright.” Papa Wanchai said

Both of them let out a breath they were holding, Win hugged his mom tightly and Bright shook hands with Papa Wanchai again. After letting her son go, Mama Ole turned to hug Bright “Please take care of each other, okay?”

Bright nodded and thanked Win’s parents.  

Win turned to his parents and said, “Thanks mom, dad. For accepting our relationship.”

“We will love you no matter what, son. We are happy as long as you are happy, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Now, let’s take a picture!” Mama Ole said and they did. After a few shots, they were surprised when Win’s maternal grandmother approached them.

“Oh Win, is this Bright?”

“A-ah yes, grandma.”

“Let’s take a picture, dears! You both look so handsome. It’s no wonder why many people like you together.”

Bright laughed at how jolly and enthusiastic Win’s grandma is.

After a few shots, “Okay, Win move. Bright and I are going to take a picture.” which made the couple chuckle.

Once done, Win approached them. “Grandma, uhm I bought Bright here to introduce him as my boyfriend.”

The shock was evident in her face and after a few seconds she smiled and hugged both of them, “Oh my, that’s wonderful!”

“How long have you been together?”

“Few months,” Bright answered

“Oh, do your fans know?”

“We decided to let our families and close friends know first. We haven’t really decided when to disclose it to the public.”

“Besides they already suspect us to be in a relationship, we just wanted to be private about this for now.” Win looked at Bright, having one of their silent conversations.

“Well, I think that’s a smart idea. Whenever you finally decide to let the world know I’ll be here to support you.” she kissed both boys’ cheeks.

“Thank you, grandma.”

“Thank you for accepting us.”

“No need to thank me, boys. What you have is special and you must protect it, okay?”

Both Win and Bright nodded and hugged her.

After the introduction and photo spree, Win decided to let Bright breathe so they headed to another section in the hall where a table is set for his boyfriend. They both sat and Win allowed Bright to eat first since the other quickly headed to the venue after his spa schedule. While eating, Win saw his sister and new brother-in-law approach them.

“Congratulations!” Bright said as Ming and Warm sat down at the table. Win and Warm talked at the side while Ming approached Bright

“Thank you, Bright. Thank you for coming!” Ming said as she hugged Bright, “So, how’s the meeting the family agenda?”

“Going great, actually. You have a lovely family.”

“Thank you. Well, you are not hard to like, Bright.”

“Thank you P’”

“I already said this to Win but you really make him happy, you know. Thank you for that. He deserves it and you deserve it too.”

“Thank you for accepting us and for letting us do this at your wedding.”

“Oh, it’s not a problem! All I want is to make my brothers happy and experience the love I experience now.” Bright almost teared up as he realized that Ming considered him as one of her brothers already.

“And Win was so cutely adorable when he was asking permission to do this.” Ming laughed at the memory. “Did you know that when I agreed and told him it’s no big deal, he was so happy he bought me my wedding shoes!”

Bright laughed, so that’s why Win was suddenly on a shoe shopping spree with his sisters the other day.

After Bright ate they decided to take a picture with the newlyweds, and this triggered another round of people asking Bright and Win for a picture. They were even invited to sing which the couple thoroughly enjoyed. After singing they decided to just enjoy the party dancing and talking with the guests, they even managed to finally introduce Bright to Win’s close friends. They congratulated the couple and expressed their support for them.

-

Bright already knew that Win planned something for his birthday he just doesn’t know what, so it was no surprise for him when by 11:00  Win asked him to move to a separate room he booked in the hotel.

When they entered the room their glam team and P’Eed were already there, he was also surprised to see Dew and Nani sitting on one of the sofas in the room. The people in the room are their closest workmates so they both decided to include them in the loop about their current relationship status.

“Guys, we have something to say,” Bright said as the people in the room turned their attention to him and Win.

“The people in this room are the people we trust the most in this industry, so we just want to let you know that Bright and I are in a relationship.”

For a few seconds, nobody said anything which made the couple nervous.

“We just hope you support us and please, don’t let our fans know yet. We are not ready to go public but since you are our team and close friends, we decided to let you know.” Bright rambled as he was still nervous because of the lack of reaction

They were surprised when their team, P’Eed, Dew, and Nani started clapping and congratulating them. P’Eed approached them and hugged them both

“Oh, I’m so happy for you, my boys. You know you can always count on me to protect you.” she hugged both of them and kissed their cheeks.

“Thank you, Mae. We love you.”

“Congrats, dudes! You’ll finally get your head out of your asses.” Nani joked as he also hugged the couple.  

“Congrats P! I guess, you’re really my work parents now huh?” both Win and Bright laughed

After their announcement, people started to go back to their conversations and while Bright was distracted with Nani and Dew, Win slipped out of the room to get ready.

At exactly 12 midnight, the light in the room turned off and Win walked in holding a cake for Bright.

The people in the room started to sing happy birthday but Win’s voice is all Bright can hear. As he closed his eyes to make a wish, he caught the glimpse of Win’s smile. He wished for more years of health and happiness for his family and himself, but most importantly he wished to be with the man in front of him for a long time.

#brightwin #bright vachirawit #win metawin #OMIB Series #cbwrites:brightwin

[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself-Story (18+)

CW: adult topics, pregnancy

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Pic 1: Last night, Ana came to me. I was so worried about my sister when I saw her. She was in pain and a tired. Ana asked Daniel & me, if she could stay with us. Of course we agreed! Ana can always come to me/us, no matter what…. And Daniel got better. His father was with us yesterday. He wanted to meet me. I thought, why not? D. & I are married and Daniel started seeing his dad a bit more often, since the first time he met him. And yea, his dad was nice. I liked him. But back to Ana & Adam….

That day, the three of us went over to my parents’ house. When we were there, we saw Adam! So Ana went to him……

Pic 2:

Ana: Adam! What are you doing here? Something’s wrong? I told you yesterday I needed some rest now, to recover. But-…. Wait? Were you with my parents?

Adam: No, Ana! I would never tell your parents!! I just wanted to check on you! Your phone is off. Your mom said you’re with your sister. And….. well, now I’m going back home. I wanted to know if you’re ok. That’s all!

Ana: You’re worried about me?

Adam: I-…. I wanna be there for you.

Pic 3:

Adam: You wanna come with me?

Ana: Uhmm… Sorry, I can’t! My mom’s waiting for us. She made us dinner. I’d invite you, but… it’s a family thing, you know? Next time, ok?

Adam: Sure! Does your sister know?

Ana: Yea and Daniel too. I had to tell them, Adam! I couldn’t hide it. I felt sick. My sister took care of me. She’s been through this before and I feel comfortable and safe with her and Daniel.

Adam: I’m glad you were not alone, but I would have taken care of you too. … You said A. went through the same thing? Did she & Daniel also-…

Ana: No, not Daniel. That was before she met him, so don’t talk about it.

Pic 4:

Me: Ana! Are you ok?…. Should we go in already?

Ana: No, come here! Adam just wanted to check on me.

Me: Yea, I know! That’s really nice of him. Thb, I didn’t expect that.

Daniel (quietly to me): I wouldn’t mind going in already.

Me ( to D.): Stay calm, D.! You promissed! But honestly, what exactly do you have against Adam? He helped me and gave me the money I needed in advance.

Daniel: You’re seriously asking me that?… He touched your tits in front of me! Imagine you were in my position. Watching me with another woman. Would you like that person now? And yes, I know, it was just a job…I gotta admit, in this one matter, Philip was right! I never should have let you do this shit! And why do you think Adam gave you money in advance? Hm?… He met with you because he knew I was in that addiction clinic and don’t tell me he didn’t try to get you laid.

Me: (to D.): Daniel, please! I get you! I didn’t want to do all this either, but I was desperate! I had withdrawal and Adam was just trying to help me.

Daniel: Yea, it’s good. Sorry…. But you asked me why I can't stand him and now you know.

Pic 5:

Adam: Hey!…. And … how are things with you? Oh and by the way, nice wedding.

Daniel: Though you weren’t invited, you were still there.

Adam: Yea, I didn’t plan to come but Ana left something in my car that day. And I was only there for a few minutes, but it looked great and speaking of it, ….congratulations.niel: Though you weren’t invited, you were still there.

Me: Thanks, Adam. You could have stayed. I didn’t know you liked Ana that much.

Adam: At the time, I didn’t know either, I think.

Pic 6:

Daniel: And Adam? How’s your porn biz going?

Adam: I wouldn’t call it porn, but yea, you know? Sex sells really well. And as long as horny nerds exist on my university, who don’t manage to date a hot chick IRL, it runs great for me. I mean, you saw it dude. You just had to touch your girl a bit in front of my webcam and Aleksandra could hardly save herself from inquiries. She just had to chat with them a bit. And my viewers would have traded places with you right away, dude. But that would have gone too far.

Pic 7:

Adam: But hey! You two want to work on a sequel? Maybe A.’s ready to show us a bit more of herself this time? Huh?

Ana: Watch what you say, ey! My sis isn’t a ho and Daniel isn’t her pimp. Jerk!

Pic 8:

Me: Bye, Adam!

Daniel: Let’s go Ana!

Adam: Don’t be offended! I didn’t mean that in a derogatory way. C'mon A.! You know me a bit better. … However, sorry.

Me: t’s good, Adam! Forget it, it was just a one-time thing.

Ana: Now that this is settled with you three, we can finally go in…… Ok, Adam! Thanks for paying the medical bill for me. See you.

Adam (to Ana): You don’t have to thank me. It’s the least I can do for you…. But now go get some rest.

Pic 9: Poor Daniel! Now my mom finally has someone to hug. Ana & I never hug our parents when we come to visit, except for Christmas & New Year’s Eve. I mean it’s not really necessary, we see them almost every day anyway.

Pic 10:

Mom: And guys? What’s new with you? Did you have a nice evening with Daniel’s dad?

Me: Oh yea, it was great. Daniel has a half-brother, he’s only 6 months younger than him and he’s coming to us tomorrow. He just got out of jail. Nice, huh?

Pic 11:

Mom: Omg! You & Tatiana have another brother? Dan! Are you ok?…. That’s crazy! First Sandra’s stepbrother and now…. Daniel’s brother.

Also I wasn’t pregnant! My test was negative but……. Ana was pregnant! Just as you may have noticed, she didn’t keep it. And actually, Daniel and I could have picked up his half-brother from jail , because tomorrow morning we have a date there, with the 4 men who attacked us.

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Intermittent fasting day 36

It's been 36 days! Over a month!

So fasting with my work schedule has been very easy. I wake up at 7:30, start work at 9, eat breakfast and drink coffee at 12, have my lunch anywhere between 3-4:30 and then have a snack at 6-7 and then my final meal at 8. It can be a slightly bit more challenging on the weekends, so I switched my window start from 1 to 12 and that really helped.

I do get hungry and my stomach does rumble from 9-12 before I break my fast. I had a 4 hour assembly in the lab yesterday that ran until 1 and I was definitely tired and hungry.

I've been pretty much eating the same stuff everyday. On Saturday my sister's friend came over and decided to bake some chocolate chip cookies at night. It was past my feeding window, so I did not have any. I didn't feel very deprived either.

I had some cookies on Sunday as well as a caramel latte from a local new cafe (1 pump). I normally enjoy dark chocolate with some of my snacks, so this time I did not have any and had plain Greek yogurt with my berries because I already had a cookie and latte. I didn't want to consume too much sugar and chocolate.

I do like to enjoy snacks and treats towards the end of the week, from Wed-Fri (especially on Friday). That's perfectly fine, I just need to learn how to fit this in with my intermittent fasting schedule because I am eating less within a shorter time-frame now, so I have less room for food in my stomach and get fuller. So I don't treat myself as often. I'll have a mocha with some dark chocolate caramel pieces as a treat instead of something heavier like a cookie and a brownie. I also like having pizza or chicken tenders, but I want to learn how to portion it and fit it into my feeding window so I'm not full and overeating. I also like white cheddar popcorn and sweet potato/pea puffs from Whole Foods. They are low in calories, but they're so good. Again worth looking into portioning them and fitting them into my feeding window. Also worth planning my week knowing I like to enjoy these foods towards the end of the week (on Friday mostly).

This is something worth experiencing with. Also I started walking a lot since the snowstorm ended and I've been getting minimum 8k steps daily, which includes my pacing around at work, walking my dogs, and my own personal brisk walks. Walking and IF pair very very well, so I'm happy I'm able to walk. I'm going to keep it up. I'm glad I no longer do my more intense workouts. I got tired of them.

I'm going to keep this up and experiment and pay attention to any trends I noticed in my eating, hunger cues, and walking. But so far things have been going very well.