#as you can tell. i am a bit of a taxi stan <3

[dailyjrwi]

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#as you can tell. i am a bit of a taxi stan <3 #taxi jrwi #taxi the tabaxi #jrwi

[samanthadalton]

Hi can i request some ina x mc fluff? Like a date in park and reading book? I love yours works ❤️

Anon I’m so sorry this took so long, thank you for your patience, I hope you enjoy ❤️

parings: Ina x mc 

word count: 2.1k (idk how to write short fics tbh) 

taglist: @cloud9in (you’re the only ina stan i know 😭)

Impromptu date

 It had been a few days since you last heard from Ina and you felt like she was ignoring you after the incident on Monday. 

“Way to go Bea, you just had to open your big stupid mouth and make Ina feel uncomfortable” you chastise yourself while you lay on the couch in the dorm alone since Zoey had a date tonight and made a comment about ‘not expecting her home anytime soon’. You carry on ranting to yourself about how much of an idiot you are until your phone buzzes and your heart begins to race when you see Ina’s name pop up. 

Ina 

Meet me here in an hour 

She sends you a map with a red pin drop and you can’t help but feel a little anxious about what Ina’s planning. You feel your palms sweating a bit as your mind goes into overdrive about what to wear and how you’re going to get your makeup done and be where Ina wants you to be in a matter of 60 minutes. Well 59 now. You send Ina a text asking her what you should wear but you only feel more apprehensive when she texts you back. 

Ina 

Don’t overthink, just something simple. 

I will see you soon :)

You run to your room and begin emptying the contents of your closet looking for something that screams casual. You wish Zoey was here with her fashion expertise right now, but you take a second to breathe, trying to slow down your racing heart. 

“It’s just Ina. She’s literally seen you at your worst when you had no sleep for 3 days straight because of midterms. This is fine . All you have to wear is something simple. And to stop talking to yourself when you’re alone.” You scan your closet and decide to wear ripped blue jeans with a cropped hoodie. You put on some basic makeup, remembering to put on your pink lipgloss which drives Ina crazy and then hail a cab to take you to your destination. 

You pay the taxi driver and as you step out you see that you’re at the front of the park and you see Ina standing with a comically large basket in her hand staring at her watch, chewing on her lip. You decide to sneak up on her, covering her eyes with your hands and lifting your chin up a little to whisper in her ear, “guess who?” 

Ina jumps a little but quickly composes herself again, lulled by the lowness and playfulness of your voice. 

“Bea, I’m glad you’re here. Even if you are” she glances down at her watch, “11 minutes late” 

You nudge her shoulder slightly with yours, “well professor, you didn’t really give me much notice and this is the best I could do last minute” you flash her a bright smile and she can’t help but smile back at you. She looks you up and down, appraising your outfit and you do the same to her. She’s wearing jeans for the first time ever, and a tucked in shirt and this might be the most casual you’ve ever seen Ina dress. “You like what you see?” she fiddles with the frames of her glasses, “I wasn’t sure if jeans would still look good on me” 

You bite your lip, “trust me Ina, you look hot” and she blushes in response to your compliment. 

“And you look as beautiful as ever,” her eyes still trailing against your body until she suddenly holds out her hand to you, “shall we?” You warily stare down at her hand, unfamiliar with such intimacy outside of her office. Ina senses your skepticism in taking her hand, and she wiggles her fingers and hums, “it’s okay Bea, it’s just me” she gives you a small smile, her eyes inviting and you lace your fingers with hers. Once you feel the warmness of her hand sweep into yours, all of your insecurities and doubts wipe away and you feel safe as her hand squeezes yours. You begin to follow Ina as she lightly tugs your hand towards the entrance of the park. 

“So….” you nod your head towards the picnic basket in Ina’s other hand, “are you going to tell me what’s in there” 

Ina shakes her head at your inquisitive tone and lightly swings your arms together as you walk through the park. “Haven’t they ever told you patience is a virtue Miss Hughes?” You roll your eyes at her, sparking a glimmer of humour in her eyes, “You’ll find out soon enough.”

You walk for a while through the grass, as the lampposts brighten up your path, moving away from the crowds of people and moving into the more secluded part of the park and you breathe in the crisp air feeling both content but impatient. Finally Ina slows down her walking as you reach the top of a hill that overlooks the rest of the park and she lets go of your hand and moves it towards the very large basket in her hand, taking out a blanket and a set of pillows and carefully organises them and then settles on the blanket, patting the space next to her, “join me?” 

You let out an airy laugh as you settle on the blanket, your leg brushing slightly against Ina’s, and you revel in the sense of comfort you feel, not only from the super comfy blanket and pillows but also from the ease you feel from Ina being by your side and how right it all feels. 

“Wow, Ina I don’t know what to say, this is beautiful” you nod your head, signalling to the rest of the park in which the crowds look so small from your aerial view and the lights almost look like still fireflies, their twinkle almost as bright as the stars in the night sky. 

Ina lets out a small cough before turning to you and taking your hand in hers, “I only want the best for you, I know after what happened on mon-” You pull your hand away from Ina’s and shield your embarrassed face as you let out a groan. 

“Ina, I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have lashed out like that at you. I-” 

Ina raises her hand, her expression looking solemn and the words die out of your mouth, “No Bea, you were right to be angry. I know this relationship between us” she makes a gesture between you and her, “isn’t the easiest burden to carry. The hiding, the stolen moments, I know I ask too much from you. Sometimes I’m still shocked you’ve chosen me since I don’t have much to offer you in terms of dating. I know stealing moments in my office are sometimes not enough, especially since you’re a young woman at college who’s practically throwing away her experience to be with me.” Ina turns away from you, her eyes full of pain, anguish and regret. You reach out and cup her face with your hands, your thumbs brushing lightly against her cheekbones. She averts her gaze from yours, looking down at the ground until you place two fingers under her chin lifting her head until her eyes bore into yours. 

“Ina.. I don’t care about that stuff. I know what I’m sacrificing to be with you, and yet I still choose you every time. I like being with you, even if you are a little boring sometimes” Ina snorts in retort but her lip quirks up a little so you know that she isn’t upset anymore. 

Ina shakes out of her somber contemplation and the small smile on her face shifts into a huge beam, “Well, I think that’s enough depression talk for tonight. Let me show you what I bought”. She ruffles through the basket until she brings out two containers and you grab one squealing with delight, 

“Oh my god Ina you remembered!” you place a chaste kiss on her cheek and open the container, the smell of kung pao chicken infiltrating your nostrils, almost making you drool. 

“Of course I did, it’s your favorite” Ina hands you a pair of chopsticks and you begin to chow down on the food as Ina pulls out a bottle of champagne and pours 2 glasses and places one of them in front of you. “I’m sorry if it’s a little bit cold, it was the last thing I bought but it might’ve gotten cold in the basket.” 

You shake your head, mouth full of food, “Eena iets perwfec,” Ina laughs at you as you quickly finish the food in your mouth, “sorry” 

“Don’t apologize, I admire all of your little quirks no matter how weird some of them may be” her tone dripping with playfulness. 

You gasp, “I have the best idea ever” you pick up a piece of noodle and place one end in your mouth, “we should totally do the lady and the tramp slurp thing” 

“I’m pretty sure that’s only for spaghetti” 

“Come onnnn, it’ll work trust me,” Ina quirks an eyebrow in amusement but obliges with your request putting the other end of the noodle in her mouth. “Okay now go.” You both try sucking hard on the piece of noodle but to no avail it doesn’t move. 

“I told you it won’t work” 

“Yeah, yeah, but would’ve been totally cute if it did though” 

“Maybe this will work instead” Ina fumbles through the basket and brings out a container, “maybe this will bring the romantic ambience you are so desperately craving”. She lifts up the box and you see chocolate covered strawberries and you wrap your arms around Ina giving her the biggest squeeze. 

“Oh my god, this is the best night ever. Here give it to me” she hands you over the box and you open it and take out one of the strawberries. “Let me feed you one”. Ina opens her mouth and you delicately put the strawberry inside her mouth and after she takes a bite you put the other half of the strawberry in your mouth and finish it off before licking your fingers clean. Ina watches you as you wipe away the strawberry juice with your tongue and she shifts slightly in her seat, clearly turned on by what she’s seeing. 

You both feed each other the strawberries and drink the champagne and when the food is finished, Ina packs the rubbish into a plastic bag she brought with her and puts it back in the basket. The wind picks up, making you shiver slightly, but going home is the last thing you want. You lay down on the blanket, placing your head on Ina’s lap and you close your eyes while she lazily plays with your hair. 

“I want to stay like this forever” you hear Ina chuckle before leaning down and placing a sweet kiss on your lips, which tastes of champagne and strawberries and you lean up a little more to prolong the kiss, the tongue invitingly delving into your mouth, and you moan as she bites your bottom lip before sucking on it and then pulling away. 

“I wish we could too, but at least we have tonight.” You lay there, content as the sky darkens more, the stars shining brightly across the sky and you suddenly hear Ina beginning to recite a poem. 

“A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.” You hum quietly, feeling lulled by Ina’s low voice as she carries on recounting the poem, “We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

“Ina” you sit up and stare into Ina’s eyes, the twinkle in them glistening more radiantly than the stars. “That was beautiful” 

“Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi” 

“I’ve never heard of them” 

“He was a poet from the 13th century, but he’s still one of the most famous poets today. I’ve always felt drawn towards that poem specifically and before I wasn’t exactly sure why. But after meeting you Bea Hughes, I’m beginning to understand the true meaning of the poem and the moments we share and how much happiness it brings me.” 

“Crap Ina, you’re going to make me cry” you quickly blink away the tears forming in your eyes and you pull Ina in for a lingering kiss as you spend the rest of the evening wrapping in each other's arms, safe and gratified.

#queen b #ina x mc #ina kingsley #we need more ina content #this is for the 5 ina stans

[bucksbisexual]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA OKAY LAST ONE OF MY OPINION POSTS HERE GOES EP12:

[breathes in]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i’m so fucking happy with this ending

it’s such a good happy ending this is truly what the gays deserve i’m just happiness in physical form rn

i don’t even know where to start but i’ll try to make this as chronological as my brain allows me because my memory do be sucking

i’m gonna put a keep reading because this shit will get loooooong kjshfkf okay let’s do this

so.. we start with PETE EXPOSING NON(T)’S BRAT ASS!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YES THATS MY BABY THATS MY BOY!!!!!!!!!!

kao’s mom being a fucking badass and telling her BOSS how to do shit. i love her yall I LOVE HERRRRRRRR

also kao’s mom telling kao that she wasn’t the most amazing person ever was so cute because you can see kao’s light bulb turning on sjfkhsgsh please i love them

yes i will say i love x after every single one of these u can’t stop me

from the teaser i thought kao would dashi run run run to pete’s house but thankfully he took a taxi lmao

at least he didn’t run there because he had to run from pete’s house (or may i say, mansion) to the POOL my man is a whole athlete oh my god

KAO YELLING HE LOVES PETE!!!!!!!!!!! IN THE MIDDLE OF A CLOSED SPACE WITH PEOPLE IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK IF THEY HEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THATS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT BABYYYYYYYY

also a beautiful parallel to the scene from ep1 (i noticed there’s a lot of parallels in this episode we stan character development and repeating things just so the viewers can see how consistent the couples are)

the kiss from that scene............... beautiful amazing gorgeous idk many words in english to describe how i felt while watching and how i feel about it

to that i think we cut to sunmork but i don’t remember what happened because of the kiss KJHFKSL SORRY

anygays i rlly like how this whole episode is sun being a clingy bih and mork gay panicking while trying to act like a confident gay when he knows that sun outconfidentgays him i love them lmao

okay after that i think it’s petekao having food with their parents all together and god i looooooove this scene

pete’s dad being the lgbt ally dad all of us lgbt fellas with homo/transphobic dads wish we had will never fail to make me soft i love that man pls be my dad too

also kao’s mom :-(( i love her she respected her son’s decision on not coming out until he was ready even though she already smelled it (reminds me of my mom lmao) and was always there for him even when kao didn’t say anything :-(((((((((((

petekao bickering will never get old i swear i love every time they do because that’s so..... men it makes their characters more real

i know there’s a lot (not that much because i admit this episode was kinda short?? idk maybe it’s just me) between that scene and this one but THE SQUAD EATING ALL TOGETHER AGAIN!!!!!!!! AND THEM TEASING PETEKAO!!!!!! PLEASE I LOVE THEM

pete literally not knowing how to stop the audio and broadcasting live TO THE WHOLE COUNTRY that time when he told kao he loved him through the teddy bear...... peak pete culture

the fact that ppl love them and they have a whole hashtag on twitter makes me soft because usually when someone is famous in bls the fans hate the other part of the couple but in this one??? oh no honey we stan petekao in this household hate is not allowed it’s actually prohibited illegal

okay let me backtrack a bit skjfhsjf

OH YES I FORGOT!!!! manow wanting to talk with mork was so weird when i saw the teaser for the episode but after seeing them talk i was like oooooh okay i understand

sun saying “what’s your girl saying to my boy” is probably one of my favourite lines of this drama KLHSJFLF

rain reading their lips fskjfjsf and when mork said “fuck you rain” HIS FACE SKJFHKSJSLFJ HE WAS SCARED SHITLESS but also the end of this scene was so cute i love these three

i just did a bit of skipping through the episode to try and actual make an order out of this mess and the petekao+parents thing comes now,,,,,, anygaYS

then it’s more teasing between sunmork blah blah

then MORK SPEAKING THE MF TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!!! quoting the actual dialogue “it’s my choice to tell or not tell anyone. i should get to decide”

OUTING SOMEONE ISN’T COOL!!!!!!! IT’S NOT OKAY!!!!!!!!!!! NO LGBT PERSON WILL EVER WANT TO BE OUTED!!!!!!!!!!!!! DON’T DO THAT SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

rain had good intentions but it doesn’t mean that it was right of him to do so

okay this got serious,, sun going to rain’s bed with not one but Two pillows when barely two people fit in that bed.... oh to be that iconic and carelessly gay

back to petekao because we will never get enough of these two (which is why i’ll probably watch the our skyy episode tomorrow just to cry over these fools)

it’s so weird to see tay being like this after watching him being himself in other things like the live lunch and taynew meal date and other things i’ve randomly watched during this week to retain myself from finishing this series in a night ksfjhsfkshlks

also kao helping pete shave and pete being like do u like my moustache or should i shave it for u my lord SFHKFJ the domesticity and just the feeling of two idiots being in love i love them with my whole heart

kao staying at pete’s house because it’s both of their first days as interns and kao!!!!! he works for pete’s dad!!!!!!! pete’s dad accepted him into his company!!!!!! i love them

also the bickering between those three sjfkhs “hello im pete im from thailand” “that’s all you’ll say today” THAT WAS SO FUNNNY SKJFHSKFHSFJSFL

THE MESSAGE IN THE TEDDY BEAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAO CALLING PETE LOVE PLEASE IM GONNA CRYYYYYYYYYYYY I LOVE THESE FOOLS

okay so the squad eating together is right after this but i already talked about it ksjfhsfh next!!

idk if it’s a big time skip or a small one but guess what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MANOW AND RAIN ARE DATING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY STRAIGHT BABIES YES I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU AAAAAAAAAAAAA

manow is so pretty and rain is so cute they’re both so lucky my bisexual ass is crying

pete being “angry” at kao being so handsome,,, a mood

but also.. pete being possessive was h*t

there i said it and i don’t regret it

random but i will miss kao’s annoying ass saying “about aboyz” sjfkhsfh

pete being like “i will have to give u more love bites (ffs gmmtv just say hickies we are all at an age where we know what love bites are) so no one flirts with u” and kao being like “bitch try me” sjfhksfj i’m loving bratty kao

also that scene turned into furry kao real quick KJHDKJFSHJF

okay now it’s: mork’s birthday party time!!

rain and manow arrive first and are the cutest couple around because the two main gays haven’t arrived yet (being gay AND punctual? not possible)

sun and rain fighting in the kitchen was peak siblings culture skfhksjf

mork being ready to leave his own birthday party with a stranger who also plays pokemon go just to have a battle................ dumbass bisexual energy

said stranger is eARN FROM 2GETHER!!!!!! FILM IS IN THIS TOO!!!!!!!! first the girl who plays yuri in yyy and now film who plays earn in 2gether is here too??? damn wlw keep winning (also headcanon: theyre dating/seeing each other because LESBIANS periodt)

okay petekao arrive and wont u guess whats their present for mork,,,,,, the mf TEDDY BEAR and kao rlly says that they should use it since theyre so lip sealed lmao

rain and manow literally gave mork a present not for him but for sun im- i love these two

MORK FINALLY SAID YES TO BEING BOYFRIENDS OH MY GOD DUDE U ACTUALLY HAD ME WORRIED THERE FOR A SEC

also sun being a whole koala and being a horny bitch is so funny sfhskfjskl my man has his priorities set

their last scene is so cute :-(( poor rain will have to live with this until he moves out sjfhksjf

oh boi the ending is near hhhhhhh

kao teaching his class an equation that ends up in i < 3 u is the most kao thing i’ve ever seen

also kAO IS BOOKED AND BUSY BABYYYYYYYYYY GET THOSE COINS HONEY

pete being like “u haven’t spent enough time with me lately >:-(” was cute jhkfjs my man is needy of kao and i understand that because have u seen kao? exactly

kao teasing him with not having forgotten the cup this time and pete being his possessive self was.. splendid

every reference to something that happened with non(t) hurts but also i love how they just tease each other because they know that now their relationship is stronger than it’s ever been and that nothing and no one will come between them

the scenes they show during the last last scenes :-((( BOYFIES!!!!!!

and i love how they decided to end the show with them holding hands in public

i would explain why i do but it’s 6:26 am and i’ve been writing this for at least half an hour already and my laptop is heating up a lot and im sweating because it’s hot in here so get down on the floor pipiipipipipipipi

kdjhkdfhs sorry im not sleepy this is just my brain without a filter it’s just gay shit and a big repertoire of songs

god okay that was my opinion on the last episode of dark blue kiss...........

needless to say that i will eat every bit of content related to petekao after this because writing this i already miss them and i can’t wait to watch our skyy tomorrow idk where but i will

i really really REALLY liked this drama and it’s one of the two bl dramas (not counting the untamed) i’ve given a full 10/10 rating on mdl because it’s THAT good

everything about this drama is just.. chef’s kiss i love it i will probably rewatch it when my plan to watch is empty but it’s a pretty long list so.. hopefully i’ll ignore that and just rewatch sjkfhslf

i’ll of course watch kiss and kiss me again just for the petekao, the squad and rain scrumbs because i’m sure that the petekao compilations don’t show everything

but yeah im just.. i love this show it’s been a rlly long time since i started writing this but i’m still happy because it’s so good and truly gave us a good happy ending and i swear i cannot emphasise enough how important good happy endings in lgbt media are!!!!!!!!!!

anygays im hungry and ready to submerge myself in the dbk tags, see u all tomorrow for my our skyy petekao episode version of this,,,,,

till then, stay safe ! bYE

#dark blue kiss #dbk the series #dbk #dbk reaction

[lovelybones81]

Unthinkable *updated 1/16 (part 1)

Summary: Seven years, three movies, two people, one story. But before they can get their happily ever after, Sebastian Stan and Camille Solis must learn to trust in each other and in themselves, before allowing the unthinkable to happen.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Language, Angst, Mental Health, WOC lead character

Rating: NC-17

Writers note: AHHHHHH, okay Im reposting because tumblr decided that moodboard is “Adult content” so I’m just going to post without it. Here is part 1 again. 

Chapter 27 Between the Lines (part 1) 

 January 2012 New York City

 “I… kind of…need a favor.”

 Sebastian shut his book and tossed it gently on the coffee table with a grin. “What’s the favor?” He asked into the phone, lifting both feet up on the table to lean back against the sofa cushions.

 “You know how I was supposed to be flying out to Toronto for that meeting? My flight got delayed and I’m stuck.”

 “Stuck where?” he asked, stretching out one arm along the top of the couch.

 “Here.”

 “Here? As in-.”

 “New York.” Camille stated in a small voice. “They aren’t sure when another flight will become available. Maybe in the next day or so.” She finished with a large sigh.

 Sebastian sat up straight as her words registered. “Wait-you’re here now?”

 “Yes.”

 He licked his bottom lip, his tongue sticking out as a nervous habit. It wasn’t like he was surprised she was on this side of the country. They had spoken a few days ago and she mentioned it. He even joked about her stopping by and saying hi, since they hadn’t seen each other in 6 months. She had laughed and rolled her eyes through Facetime, informing that the trip to Toronto was business. Of course he had laughed along, yet couldn’t help but feel a bit melancholy at not being able to see her.

 It was the second week of January in the New Year, and Camille had officially returned from the job in New Zealand, 3 weeks prior. The plan had been for them to meet up at the end of the month when Sebastian was back in Los Angeles. But maybe it would be sooner now. A lot had happened in between the last time they saw each other.

 “Seb? Sebastian-are you still there?” he heard her questioned nervously.  

 “Huh?” he answered back stupidly, blinking a few times. “Yeah, yeah. I’m still here. Sorry.” He added quickly, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

 “I know that we had planned on seeing each other in a few weeks, but-.”

 “But you couldn’t wait until then, so you’re coming to see me now?” he quipped with a smirk. Already prepared for her snarky comeback.  

 She sighed loudly and he could almost feel the eye roll at his question. “Yes, that’s it Stan.” She answered back in a fake sweet voice, accentuating his last name. “I purposely asked Mother Nature to hit Toronto with a big snow storm so I could end up being stuck outside your apartment building in this freezing weather.” She deadpanned.

 He let her words set in for a split second, before hurriedly pushing himself off the couch, almost tripping on his own feet. “Shit!” he hissed.

 “What happened?”

 “Nothing, nothing.” He mumbled, phone resting between his cheek and shoulder as he stumbled toward his front door to grab his boots. “Are you seriously out there right now?” he asked dumbfound.

 “Yes.” She said with a jittery laugh. “And it’s fucking cold as balls!” she whined.

 “Why are you just now telling me this?!”

 “I was trying to!” she disputed back.

 Sebastian opened the front door, and stepped into the hall. The adrenaline taking over his whole body as he stepped into the elevator. “Did a taxi bring you?”

 “Yup, I’m wasn’t going to walk from La Guardia airport!” Camille stated in a matter of fact tone.

 He rolled his eyes, as the elevator door opened and stepped out. “I know that-smart ass. I mean, are you still in it?”

 It was remarkable how quickly they could switch on their relationship chemistry- the teasing and busting of balls. It was reassuring.

 “Oh.” She said stated in a tiny voice. “And no.”

 “Camille! It’s fucking 10 degrees outside!” he scolded, and stepped out into the cold himself, glancing over his shoulder and frowned when he realized the door man was nowhere in sight. He shivered and cursed under his breath when his body realized it was no longer in the warmth of his apartment.

 “Do you have any idea how expensive taxis are?” she yelped into the phone. “Besides I wasn’t expecting to stand out here for this long, but no one in your building opened the front door.”

 He hurriedly strutted down the few steps of his building and came to a quick halt when his eyes spotted her about 10 feet away. He let out a large breath-able to see it fly up into the air due to the cold. His stomach did a summersault, and his heartbeat slowed down as he walked toward her. She stood near the street, suitcase next to her, in a large velvet coat, hat, gloves and scarf. The scarf covered most of her face- the only visible part at the moment was the purple glasses.

 She hadn’t spotted him yet. She kept bouncing on her feet, and swaying from left to right -which Sebastian assumed was to try and keep herself warm. “Yes- I know how expensive taxis are.” He retorted, slowly making his way to her. He couldn’t help but snicker-she looked pretty hilarious standing there, her face barely detectable.  

 “What are you laughing at?”

 He snickered again. “You.” He answered.

 “Me?” Still swaying back and forth in her spot. “Why me-?”  A tiny squeak in surprise escaped her lips, when she moved to her left and found herself face to chest with him.

 Grinning from ear to ear, Sebastian distractedly shoved the phone into his front pocket and locked eyes with hers. “You look ridiculous.” He said through a chuckle, inches from her, reaching for the luggage. Her eyes and eyebrows squinted together. He didn’t need to see her whole face to know she was irritated. “What? No comeback?” 

 “I had one.” She stated, her voice muffled because of the scarf. “But I also need a place to stay. So...” shrugging in the process.  

 Sebastian snorted at her honesty, leading them quickly toward the apartment building. He wanted to give a proper hello- but he was more concern at the moment in getting them out of the damn freezing weather. “I could have picked you up.” Punching the code to let them inside.

 “I was in a taxi- trying to find a hotel to stay in- but everything is either full or too far from the airport.” She explained.

 “Oh- so I was your last choice?” he teased and pushed the elevator button. Then took a step back to let Camille walk in first. Once they were inside, she pulled the gloves off and unwrapped the scarf from around her neck and face, cheeks flushed .Those brown eyes boring into him.

 Had it really been 6 months since they’d seen each other? It felt longer, now with her standing next to him. Talking via phone and/or text was no comparison to being near her again.

 “Your hair is longer.” Camille mused, jolting him out of his thoughts as her fingers briskly ran through it.

 “Your hair is darker.” He detected and clasped his fingers around her wrist, as his thumb stroked the skin there. They locked gazes, and Sebastian spotted the unsureness in her eyes, as if asking the silent question of how they were supposed to be acting toward each other after all this time. Reluctantly, he let go of her wrist and murmured. “It looks good.”

 “Thanks.” she started in a nervous laugh. “Liz convinced me to do it. ‘New Year, new hair’ –according to her anyway.” Gnawing on her lower lip timidly. Silence settling between them. She cleared her throat and looked back up at him. “I’m not ruining any plans for you I am? I guess I should asked that before. I’m sorry-.”

 He interrupted only with a shake of his head and a small smile.  

 She blew air out of her mouth, trying to move a strand of hair out of her face. “Okay- I just want to make sure. Because if I am-just let me know and I-.”

 A tiny gasp left her mouth when he gently moved her hair behind her ear. “You’re babbling.” He observed with a smirk.

 “I’m not.”

 “You are.” He responded in a challenging tone, and instinctively stroked the side of her face. She blinked in surprise but didn’t pull away, instead she licked her bottom lip, eyes filled with questions. “Is it going to be awkward the whole time you’re here- or do we want to talk about the elephant in the room?” he blurted out without thinking.  

 “Technically- this is an elevator.”

 Sebastian moved his hand away and grimaced. “Really?”

 “What?” Camille blinked innocently, then added. “Also-I wasn’t aware there was an elephant in the room.” Wrinkling her forehead in confusion.

 “Are you sure? Because you’re acting weird.” He accused.

 “Me?” she squeaked, her jaw dropping. “I’m not acting weird-you’re acting weird.” She blamed. “I just need a place to stay. You’re the one talking about elephants in rooms and-.”

 “Camille- will you shut up for a moment?” He heard himself mumble in an irate tone. He knew what she was trying to do, and usually he was the one trying to change the subject. She looked stunned at his command. His narrowed his eyes, not backing down. She only glared. This was definitely not a good way to start things off between them. Shutting his eyelids for a split second, he tried to gather his thoughts. He sighed. “I’m sorry.” He pleaded and opened his eyes back up, his face softening when they locked eyes. “I didn’t mean to snap. I’m sorry.” He repeated.

 Camille shifted uncomfortably in her spot, lips pursed, and glare gone. Great, now he felt like fucking asshole for snapping at her. 

 “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea-“ 

 Sebastian shook his head hurriedly. “No-no-that’s not what I meant-.” He stuttered. Realizing he sounded like an idiot. 

 “What did you mean Sebastian?” She impatiently asked. 

 “Cam- you know I want you here.” He muttered, his cheeks warm all of sudden-even though it was about ten degrees out. “That’s not it at all...” 

 “Then why is this so hard-?” 

 “Because it’s you!” Once again, she looked stunned at his outburst. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but was unsure if it was okay to do so.

 She opened her mouth to speak, but the familiar sound of a phone ringing beat her to it. She blinked in confusion for a split moment. “Is that mine?”

 “Yeah.” Sebastian answered softly.  

 Camille clumsily reached for her purse. “Shit that’s probably Tia Yolanda. I was supposed to call her...” she mumbled. She pulled the phone out of her bag as it continued to ring. “Bueno?” She finally answered almost out of breath, but peeked over at him with an apologetic smile. He shook his head to let her know it was okay. He listened for a few seconds and then his thoughts began to wonder.

 He felt like a damn idiot. He wasn’t sure what the hell he had been babbling about. Arguing with her was not how wanted her stay to start. He peeked at her from the corner of his eye, a sudden calmness hitting the pit of his stomach as she talked adamantly in Spanish to her aunt. 

 What he had meant to say was: there shouldn’t be any awkwardness between them.

 What are you going to say Sebastian? That there shouldn’t be any weirdness because I’m technically single again? So it’s okay for us to jump back into bed? He thought lamely.

 He rolled his eyes at himself. Yeah, that didn’t sound tacky at all.

 But he wanted to be honest with Camille. Isn’t that what they decided back in July? Sebastian knew he didn’t owe her explanations- but this was different. He was sharing after the fact. He still wasn’t sure how he had ended up in a relationship for 6 months after the movie premiere- but he had. It had happened quickly, and when he had mentioned it to Camille-she had not acted surprise or angry. She hadn’t confirmed it-but he had a gut feeling- there was a sense of relief on her part.

 He jolted back to the present when the elevator dinged- indicting they had arrived on his floor. He pushed the button so the doors opened and lead Camille out. With the phone still to her ear, she followed quietly, listening intently to whatever her aunt was saying.

 “Si Tia-yo le digo.” He heard her say. “Ahorita? Okay-hold on.” She added in English and in an exasperated tone. “Seb?”

 He glanced over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow, as they now stood in front of his door. “Hmm?” He pressed his lips together to keep from laughing when he recognize the annoyed look on her face. She threw daggers with her eyes-in warning. His eyes widen in innocence as he mouthed. “What?”

 “Tia Yolanda wants me to thank you for letting me stay here.” She said through clenched teeth. Then spoke into the phone again. “Ya? Ya le dige.”

 Sebastian snorted, trying to keep his laughter at bay, as he unlocked the door and stepped inside, he closed it behind Camille. He understood enough to know the conversation over the phone was coming to an end. They said their goodbyes and Sebastian heard Camille sigh loudly behind him.

 “It’s amazing how quickly she can make me feel like a child when I don’t do what she asks right away.”

 “That’s what parents do.” He answered lightheartedly, as he kicked off his boots. “You hungry? I actually have food in the house.”

 “You do?” she teased, shaking off her coat.

 “Yeah, I know.” Rolling his eyes at the same time he took the coat, gloves, and scarf from her to hang up. “I figured I needed food- if this supposed snow storm is going to hit.” He added with a shrug, then nodded toward the kitchen indicating her to follow. In reality- the reason he had food was because his mother reminded him about it when they spoke earlier.

 “I’m not really hungry- but I’ll take a drink?” she suggested.

 Sebastian chuckled, walking toward the refrigerator. “Beer or wine?”

 “Beer, please.” She answered with a cheeky smile.

 He felt every part of his body warm up when he looked over at her. Damn-she was cute. He begrudgingly took his eyes off her and opened the fridge to grab two beer bottles. He truly thought time and distance would help dissolve his crush on her-but she just proved that theory was a lie.

 A crush? No-it was more than that- but Sebastian had decided to bury that way- at least for now. Maybe it was the reason he had been quick to get into a relationship with someone else. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t had fun while seeing Dianna in the 6 months they were together, but things with Camille were on a different level.  

 “Earth to Seb…”

 He blinked at the sound of his name, locking eyes with Camille. She sat in the stool across from him- the kitchen island between them. A worried look on her face and the beer in hand. He wrinkled his forehead in confusion-unsure how he made it over to her so quick. “Huh? Sorry.” He mumbled, cheeks hot.

 “I said- you did well on the new apartment.” She complimented, beer up to her lips, as her eyes wondered around the large open room that was his living room and kitchen.

 “Thanks.” Taking a sip of his own beer. “Emily did most of it. I just signed the lease. I haven’t had much time to do the research myself.” He confessed. It had taken him about a year-but he finally moved into a bigger place-with security (as Emily suggested)

 “It’s nice.” Camille murmured and placed her drink on the counter. Deafening silence settling between them. He wasn’t sure if he should speak. Instead, for the next few seconds, he watched her nervously tear the wrapper off the beer bottle.

 He shut his eyes for a split moment, but quickly opened them back up. This was ludicrous. They needed to talk, he hated this awkwardness/tension. He cleared his throat. “Listen-Camille-what I wanted to talk about was-.”

 Yet stopped when she swiftly lifted her head up and met his gaze. He swallowed. 

 Fuck- who are you trying to fool Sebastian? He thought to himself. 

 If someone would have told him that the person he had helped calm down from an anxiety attack two years ago in an empty room would have turned out to be so important in his life now- he would not have believed it. The image of her sitting alone, in those purple frame glasses, and tear streaked face was something he would never forget.  

 “Is this about you and Dianna?” he heard her ask.

 He blinked out of his thoughts and blurted without thinking. “Yes.” Startled when he realized Camille was now facing him.

 “Oh.” She murmured and shifted uneasily in her spot. “I mean- we did talk about being honest.” Biting down on her lips and not meeting his gaze-even though she was inches from him.

 “We did, and I want to be.”

 She sneaked a look up at him and wrinkled her nose. “So is this going to be a problem then? Me staying here? I mean-.”

 Sebastian scrunched up his nose in confusion. “Of course it isn’t. You know I want you here.”

 “That’s nice Sebastian- but I don’t want to cause any issues for you.”

 “Issues? What kind of issues?”  

 Taking a step back from him, she reached for her beer and shrugged. “For you and Dianna. She’s your girlfriend and I don’t want to-.”

 “Whoa-wait.” He interrupted with a hard shake of his head, eyes wide. Her words were not making sense. “You think we’re together?” he asked stunned and watched as she took a step back from him, leaning back against the granite island.

 She casually brought the beer back toward her mouth, meeting his gaze. “That’s what you wanted to talk about right?” Looking over his shoulder now, and nipped on her lower lip.

 “I mean- yeah talk-.” Stumbling on his words. Then stopped and snorted despite of himself. “We’re you not paying attention to our last conversation?” Referring to the last time they talked on the phone, when he clearly stated, things between Dianna had ended.  

 She put down her bottle and glared. “Of course I was!”  

 Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Then where did you get this idea that we’re still together?” 

 “Because you just said so.” She reminded with a scoff. 

 “I never said that.” Taking another step in her direction. “I thought I made it perfectly clear where things stood between me and her?” 

 She licked her lips anxiously. “I-I just assumed things had changed and that’s why you wanted to talk…”

 “No- I just figured we needed to nip this awkwardness in the bud if you were going to be staying here-.”

 “So that we can jump back into bed?” she asked in a somber tone. Sebastian’s eyes widen in shock and felt his cheeks burn at her candor. He heard her giggle and at the same time locked eyes with him. “Sebastian- relax.”

 He glared, but felt the bit of his nervousness dissipate at her words. It was almost as if she had woken up when he confirmed his relationship status. Which is what he wanted- for them to stop tiptoeing around each other- regardless of the time spent apart. He hadn’t been sure how things were going to be once they were in the same room. 

 Camille continued to stare inquisitively up at him through her lashes, as if trying to read his mind. “It’s kind of adorable how quickly you get embarrassed.” She teased with a gently smile. He pouted but didn’t speak. She gripped the top of his shoulders for support, as she pushed herself up on her tiptoes, their noses inches from each other. “So- while I thought we needed to talk about the idea of you still being in a relationship-you wanted to make it clear that you aren’t in one?” she clarified.

 As she spoke, Sebastian kept his eyes on her lips, licking his own in the process. “I-I guess I wanted to explain how-I mean-.” He stopped, wanting to collect his thoughts. He wrinkled his forehead in concentration, then continued. “How I ended up in a-.”

 “Sebastian.” Camille said softly. “Stop.” Reaching out and gently cupping one side of his chin, so they were face to face. “We’re two grown adults right? We made an agreement. So no explanation needed. Ever.” She reassured.

 Instinctively he wrapped his arms around her waist and let out a sigh of relief as he pressed her soft body up against his. Having her back in his arms felt good. This is what he wanted-even when he didn’t realize it was what he wanted.

 “See? It was you acting weird.” She joked with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

 Squinting his eyes, he ignored her smartass comment, and rubbed the dip of her back effortlessly. “I know we talked about it- but I just didn’t want you to think I was expecting anything.” He answered sincerely.

 “Like wanting to get me naked again?” She asked inoffensively, batting her eyelashes. 

 He frowned and tilted his head to one side. “Camille.” He warned. 

 “What?” She snickered. “It’s the truth isn’t it?” 

 “Maybe.” He stated somberly. “But I’m not that crass.” Playfully puffing his chest out as he pressed a teasingly kiss on her soft cheek. 

 Camille tossed her head back to laugh, Sebastian chucked as well. “Oh-excuse me.” She mocked. Her face serious now. “Is this better? Is this what you wanted?” She asked, her fingers delving into the back of his hair. 

 He sighed, eyes soft. “Yes.” 

 “You think too much Ojos Azules.” Her eyes dancing with mischief.

 Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Looks who’s talking?” If there was one thing they were alike on- it was their tendency to overthink.

 “Exactly!” she scoffed. “Who do you think you are? Me!” Pulling away from him to reach for her beer.

 He just watched, and chuckled lowly, thankful how quickly they clicked. Six months later and they were still able to connect. It brought solace to his heart.

 She turned to face him, beer pressed up to her lips, eyes soft. He cupped one side of her face, unable to keep the smile away. Especially when she pressed her cheek more into his touch, eyes shut, pulling the bottle away from her mouth. Now that they talked-it felt okay to kiss her. He just wanted to make sure. He never wanted to go over that line. He leaned in close and placed a tender peck on her temple. He heard a small sigh escape her.

 She opened her eyes back up and met his gaze, then opened her mouth to speak, but her phone apparently was quicker and louder and ranged. She groaned loudly in annoyance. “It’s probably Liz. We need to figure out what to do about this meeting.” She explained. “I’m sorry.” She apologized.

 “Don’t be. I get it.” he reassured and handed the phone to her from the counter.

 “Thanks.” She said meekly, taking the device out of his hand to bring to her ear. “Hello?” Her tone business like. She smiled and glanced over at him. Sebastian could clearly hear Liz asking if she was with him. “Hmm? Yeah-he’s letting me crash on his couch.”

 He heard Liz laugh on the other line, followed by another question he wasn’t able to make out, but Camille rolled her eyes at him and sighed. “I’m hanging up the phone now.” She threaten. Sebastian raised a curious eyebrow, but Camille only waved a dismissive hand. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what type of question Liz had asked.

 He smirked and brought the beer up to his mouth, and just watched her move around his kitchen for the next few minutes on the phone. He frowned slightly as he remembered he hadn’t gotten a chance to kiss her. Yet - was hesitant to do so. He wanted her to initiate it. This wasn’t like back at the premiere in Hollywood, where she surprised him. No, this was completely different, they had been living separate lives for over 6 months- with other people.

 He blinked out of his thoughts when Camille walked past him toward her luggage. “Yeah- hold on let me get my laptop.” 

 He had a feeling this phone call was going to be long, chuckling, he opened the refrigerator and took out another beer. 

                                                                                                 ***

 “Huh? Wha-?” Sebastian mumbled as he jerked up from his bed at the sound of a thump. He blinked a few times toward the door, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dim light in his bedroom.

 “Sorry.” She said sheepishly. “I kind of tripped on my own feet.”

 “Camille?” He asked with a yawn. 

 She stood awkwardly by the door. “Yeah?” 

 “Everything okay?” Running his fingers through his messy hair. “Why are you standing by my door like a creeper?” 

 “I was debating if I should haven wake you up.” She confessed with a light shrug. 

 “What time is it?” Rubbing his sleepy eyes with back of his hand with another yawn.

 “Almost two.” 

 “And you’re just now getting off the phone with Liz?” His eyes focused on her change of clothes-she wore a pair of gray sweat pants and long shirt, hair pulled up to the top of her head, glasses off.

 Her phone call had turned into a full long meeting. Which had probably been a good thing, because coincidentally his manager called and he ended up on the phone, figuring out his schedule for the next few months. But after he had gotten off the phone, Camille continued to conference with Liz. He decided to go grab the recent book he was reading, and change. He went into his room and somehow ended up passing out.

“Mmm, no.” Camille answered with a shake of head. “We got done about an hour ago. I figured it was time for bed when my laptop decided to die.” She paused. “I put my stuff in the extra room-I hope that’s okay?”

 “Yeah, of course.”

 She shifted from side to side. “I was going to try and sleep in the extra room so I wouldn’t wake you. I laid in the bed for a good 30 minutes but I couldn’t fall sleep.” She admitted with a sheepish smile. “Since I couldn’t, I tried the couch…”

 “But?” he pushed, pressing his back against the headboard, not feeling so groggy now that he sat up.

 “It’s cold.” She pouted, taking a step toward the bed. “I’m cold.” Her tone almost accusatory and crossed her arms in front of her chest.  

 “The heaters on.” He defended, but was unable to hide his smile. She made a face at him that clearly said: yea right. He cleared his throat. “What do you want me to do?” But extended his arm out for her and pushed the blanket off him, indicating for her to join him.

 “Share your warm blankets.” She shot back without hesitation, eyes shining. She let him tug her down to his level on the edge of the bed.

 “So you want me to keep you warm?”

 She shook her head. “I said- blankets.” Emphasizing the words.  

 “I come with them.” Yawning as he wrapped one arm loosely around her waist, gently taking her with him as he slid back into the abyss of blankets. She shifted in his arms, so her back was align with his front. He took the opportunity to reach for the covers and throw it over both of them. He heard her sigh and snuggle closer into him. Closing his eyes, he dipped his face into the nape of her neck, taking in her sweet scent. “I’ll keep you warm.” He promised.

 She relaxed within his arms and pillow. “Thanks for letting me stay here.”

 He snuggled his nose into her. “You’re welcome.” Giving her hips a light squeeze. “Did you and Liz figure out the meeting in Toronto?”

 She snorted. “Not really. She was able to get in touch with the VP of the company and they pretty much said it was up to us if we wanted to postpone. But we’ve been waiting on this for months now, so I think I’m just going to have wait it out.”

 “And hope a flight becomes open?”

 “Yes.” She murmured. “I hope that’s okay.”

 “Stay for as long as you want.” His heart feeling content for the first time in months. He pulled her closer to him-although he was sure there was no more distance between them. He found himself nodding off. His eyes fluttered open when he heard Camille’s steady breathing, softly his nose moved up and down her neck. “Hmm, I’m glad you’re here.” He confessed, eyes droopy.

 “Even if it was last minute?” she asked humorously.

 “Yes.” Placing a kiss behind her ear. “I mean the last time I got an unexpected visit from you- I ended up getting to bend you over a table...” He trailed off arrogantly.

 Camille groaned in embarrassment, shoving her face into the pillow. “Oh god.”

 He opened his eyes and snickered before pressing his lips to the back of her neck. “What? I’m not complaining about it!” He heard her giggles muffled into the pillow. Her laughter subsided and the room became quiet. Both laying comfortably in his king size bed, no words necessary. His eyes became heavy, his body easing into sleep…

 But his eyelids flew open again when he heard her sigh next to him. “Te extrane.”  She whispered shyly and in Spanish. Then lifted her head up to face him, her eyes darting back and forth, as if trying to read his thoughts.

 Sebastian didn’t need for her to translate, he understood. “Yeah?” he asked with a small smile. Camille gave him a tiny nod back.  “I’ve missed you too.” The tone of his voice serious, hoping those words could convey how he really felt. 

 Sebastian felt her body tense up for a split moment, as if understanding what he was truly saying, but she quickly relaxed back into his arms. After a few moments she reached out and stroked his cheek with her knuckles, heavy-eyed, but that did not stop her from pressing her soft lips to the side of his mouth for a sweet kiss. He felt the familiar electricity between them, even if the kiss wasn’t on the mouth. She nestled back into his arms and all Sebastian could think as he dozed off was how thankful he was she was back in his arms after so long.

                                                                                                 ***

 Camille groaned into the pillow, when she heard the vibrating of her phone. Without lifting her head, she blindly moved her hand up to the nightstand to turn it off, but her fingers couldn’t seem to grasp it. Finally after a few more seconds she heaved a sigh in displeasure and lifted her head up, frowning when she realized it wasn’t her phone making damn noise. Laying her face back down, she shifted her body to the left side and gently shoved Sebastian’s shoulder. “Wake up.” She mumbled, eyes shut. 

 Sebastian grunted, rolling over, his back to her. 

 “Sebastian...” she whined and peaked at him with one eye open. “Seb…” shaking his shoulder quietly. “It’s you.” As the phone continued its maddening sound.

 “What’s me?” he grumbled.

 “Phone.”

 “Let it go to voicemail, its dark-no one should be calling me right now.” He mumbled over his shoulder to her.

 “It could be important.” Camille reasoned, both eyes opened now. “And it will make the noise go away.” She added, eyelids heavy with sleep.

 She felt the bed move and heard him muttered and pick up his watch from the nightstand first. “It is 3:30 in the morning…” But gripped the phone and sat up slowly. Without looking to see who it was- Sebastian put the phone to his ear. “Hello?”

 Camille shut her eyes and nuzzled back into the warm pillow. Had they really only been asleep for an hour and half? That was not going to work, if she expected to function in the next few hours and try and get some work done. She hadn’t realized how exhausted she was until she lay down. As much as she wanted to give him a proper hello, she’d been afraid she would somehow end up falling asleep, besides it was late.

 But she did feel a lot better about things, after he had confirmed what she suspected- that things between him and Dianna were over. It had just been the anxiety taking over when they were in the elevator and he insisted in needing to talk.

 “Whoa, whoa, whoa-Ma, slow down.” She heard him say.

 At the words and concerned tone, her eyes flew open. She quickly sat up gazed over at him. He had sat up all the way, running his fingers through his messy hair, locking eyes with her. Camille raised an eyebrow expectantly, but Sebastian didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to-his facial expression said it all.

 He shifted and dropped both legs off the bed and to the floor, reaching for his wrist watch to put on. Camille couldn’t make out Georgeta’s words, but Sebastian finally spoke up after what seemed hours to her. “Yeah, yeah…uh-um okay.” Hunching over a bit as he continued to listen, his back to Camille. He exhaled. “Ma-I’m glad you called. It’s okay.” Pause. “Yes, I promise its fine.” Another pause. “Okay, okay, yeah that’s fine. Love you too.”

 Camille heard the click on the other end, signifying the call was over. She jumped out of bed and walked to his side. “Sebastian?” she asked cautiously as she sat down next to him. “What is it?”

 He cleared his throat and tossed the phone gently back on the nightstand, running the palm of his hand up and down his face. “My-uh-my stepdad had a-a stroke.” He stuttered, resting his face in both hands. “Mom was calling me from the hospital…”

 Her stomach dropped at his words. “Seb-I’m sorry.” Unsure of what else to say, but placed one hand gently on his arm.

 “She said they he’s with the doctor right now, so they won’t let her see him.” He continued. After a few moments of silence, he lifted his head up and met her gaze. “I-I have to drive up there and be there with her.” he stated.

 “Yeah, of course.” Camille replied as calmly as possible. He looked to be in shock, and she couldn’t blame him.

 “I need to pack some stuff-clothes- just in case.” He said to no one in particular, quickly getting up and walking toward his closet, a few moments later he walked back out with a small duffel bag. “I’ll leave you a key and you can stay as long as you need to.” He stated, as he pulled dresser drawers open and stuffed things into the bag. “I’m sorry.” He added with remorse and walked back into his closet, only to come back out seconds later, empty handed. “Shit- I meant to grab pants.” He muttered under his breath and turned back toward the closet. Camille gnawed on her lower lip and stood up as he came back out, holding about three pairs of jeans and shirts and tossed them into the bag. “I probably need to change too…” he mumbled, but instead walked toward his bathroom, only to walk back out, lost in thought and toward the bag again.

 Camille made her way towards him and the duffel bag on the end of the bed. She reached out and cupped his chin, gently forcing him to face her. His eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. “Hey- go get change, I can get the rest of your stuff from the bathroom.” She ordered softly. “Then I’ll grab some clothes so we can go.”

 He blinked out of his trance and shook his head. “Camille- you don’t have to-.”

 She stroked the side of his cheek and interrupted. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” Letting go of his face, as she took the shirts he had stuffed in the duffel bag and folded them neatly before placing them back in the duffel. “Besides it’s late and cold and you shouldn’t be driving by yourself.” She said firmly and made her way into his bathroom. “I’m not going to be able to sleep anyway.” Clutching on to the essential bathroom amenities he would need and walked back out.

 “Cam-.”

 “Don’t argue with me.” She ordered with glare and tossed his bathroom things in the side pocket of the bag. “I’m going.” She asserted, not allowing him to dispute. “You need me, and we both know that if this was reversed you would do the same for me.”

 She watched him let out a large breath with a small nod and a grateful look. “I do need you.” He admitted and blinked rapidly, but looked away from her.

 Her heart squeezed at the way he looked at the moment, but said confidently. “I know- and that’s why I’m going.”

                                                                                                  ***

“Multumesc.” Sebastian’s mother said, taking the small Styrofoam cup out of his hand. 

 “Welcome.” Sebastian responded and sat down on the small couch next to her. 

 It had been almost three full days since he gotten the phone call from Georgeta about his stepfather’s stroke. When Georgeta was saying the words, they hadn’t registered and even as he tried to pack-it sounded unreal. He probably would not have made it to Rockland without Camille’s help. He had finished getting ready, while she got everything packed for the both of them. She offered to drive and he hadn’t argued, instead just handed her the keys. He didn’t speak the whole way, but it didn’t seem to bother Camille, even if the drive was over an hour long.

 They arrived at the hospital around 5:30AM, his mom sitting by herself in the waiting room. She had been surprised to see Camille, but Sebastian sensed she was also relieved he hadn’t been alone. She gotten up and met them with warm smiles and hugs. And just like he expected- she was calm and collected when she explained what happened. Apparently Anthony had an ischemic stroke. He had gotten up to get some water in the middle of the night, and when he got back to their room, Georgeta woke up to the water glass dropping and breaking.

 “Honey-you need to go get some rest.” He heard her say next to him, patting his thigh lightly.

 “Hmm? I’m fine Ma.” He answered with a pathetic smile.

 He hadn’t left the hospital since they arrived, mostly because his step-dad had been unconscious for the past two days. It had only been earlier that morning that he came to. The nurse and doctor had insisted it was normal, but they were going to keep an eye on his vitals. Apparently he was stable- which had been the only reason Sebastian had managed to convince Georgeta to go home and shower. It had taken a bit of pressure from both Camille and himself, but she finally agreed.

 “Sebastian- there isn’t anything you can do right now.” She said in a low voice. “You heard the doctor-he’s stable and just needs to rest- just like you and Camille should.” Giving a small nod toward Camille. She sat across from them in, her cheek resting on one folded arm, legs pulled up to her chest, Sebastian’s large coat over her, asleep.

 Sebastian’s whole body filled up with gratitude for the woman across from him. She had been there every moment in the past 72 hours. No complaining, just there for him and his mother, helping in whatever way she could. Even if that just meant sitting with him quietly. She stirred a bit, but did not wake.

 “Did she postpone her meeting in Toronto?”

 “Yes.” He responded and wrinkled his nose in annoyance. “Even after I told her it wasn’t necessary.” Giving her a quick glance. “She’s stubborn.” He added with a light chuckle.

 After they arrived at the hospital, Camille had gotten on the phone with Liz to let her know what was going on, and Liz had suggested they move the meeting, Camille had not hesitated to disagree. Instead of Camille trying to catch a flight, she was now stuck with him in Rockland County, New York. He had tried to convince her to take the car back to the city, but she refused.

 “Actually, it seems more like she cares a great deal for you.” He heard his mom say with a small smile. “And just wants to make sure you’re okay.”

 He didn’t respond, but peeked back over at Camille, unable to hide the smile.

 “Have you told her how you feel?” Georgeta asked knowingly. Sebastian jerked his attention back on his mother and wrinkled his forehead. His mother narrowed her eyes. “Don’t play coy with me Sebastian. It’s written all over your face.” She paused and peered over at Camille. “It’s obvious she feels the same way for you. Why else would she be spending her time in a hospital?”

 Sebastian licked his bottom lip nervously, unsure of how to respond. A part of him knew his mother was right, but the other part also knew it was just who Camille was. Finally after a few more moments of silence he spoke up. “It’s…complicated.” Running his fingers through his hair.

 “You can uncomplicated.” He mom said in a matter of fact tone.

 He glanced over at her and let out a hearty chuckle. “Mom-.”

 “What?” she interrupted. “Is it only complicated because you want it to be that way?” she challenged. He leaned back against the couch, not saying a word. “Honey- are you in love with her?”

 His heart fluttered at the questions, at the words. They hadn’t been said out loud. He had thought about it- plenty of times, but it was a bit unnerving to hear them out in the air. He gave Camille a hasty glance before locking eyes with his mother. After a bit of silence, Sebastian spoke. “She’s important to me mom. I hadn’t realize how much until recently.” Avoiding her real question.

 “But?”

 He sighed. “There’s isn’t any ‘but’.” He confessed with a cynical laugh.

 “You think she’ll run away scared? If you tell her how you really feel?” she guessed.

 He raised an eyebrow in admiration. “I guess that’s why you’re my mother.” He tried to tease.

 She laughed lightly. “I guess so.” She mocked with a funny face before she turned serious. “I’m just going to give you this piece of advice-don’t wait too long in telling someone how you feel, because you never know when it might be too late.” Tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Sebastian felt his heart wrench at her words, because he knew there was more to them.

 He pulled her into his arm and rubbed her shoulders soothingly. “He’s going to be okay Ma.” Sebastian reassured.

 She sniffed before giving a slightly nod. “I know, I know.” Lifting her head back up to give her only son a warm smile. She patted his cheek. “Go get some rest.”

 “Mom-.”

 She glared playfully at him. “If not for you-then for her.” nodding toward Camille. “Hmm?” she pushed. He sighed in defeat. His mom’s smile grew wider. “Go take a nice hot shower and get some sleep. There should be leftovers in the fridge.”

 “What about you?”

 “What about me? You’ve already sent me home remember? I’ll stay with him tonight.” She glanced over at Camille. “She’s probably tired of sleeping in that chair.” Almost as if she was listening, Camille let out a small whine and shifted in the spot.

 He knew better than to argue with his mother. Instead he pecked her on the forehead and pushed himself up from the couch. “Fine, you win.” He stated dramatically.

 “Of course I did.” She said proudly with a wink.

 He made his way toward Camille, gently running his fingers through her lose hair. “Camille?” he whispered. “Wake up.” Sitting down on the chair next to her. She stirred, eyelids fluttering open. He couldn’t help but smile. “Hey.”

 Camille rapidly lifted her head up. “Everything okay?” Rubbing a hand over her sleepy face.

 “Yeah- yes.” He started, unable to keep his hand from moving a strand of hair away from her face. “Mom is forcing us out of the hospital.” Giving Georgeta a poignant look.

 Georgeta rolled her eyes at Sebastian, but looked warmly at Camille. “Go to the house and rest.”

 Camille stood up and stretched. “It would be nice to take a hot shower.” She mused.

 His mother gave him a look that clearly stated: I told you- I was right. He scowled. “Don’t gloat Ma, it doesn’t suit you.” He added mischievously.

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[luniellar]

It’s You: 03 (Previously Eternal Sunshine)

A/N: I’m back with a new title, fam. It’s the song title that I put on repeat whenever I’m writing this. Also, I’m halfway done with my next chapter! I know I’m leaving a bit of a cliff hanger here, but rest assured the next chapter is coming soon. I promise.

+ a quick thank you to you guys writing comments! I write for the 3 comments I recieve LOL

Summary: Chris, Sebastian, and Julie (Fictional Character) have been friends for a long time… even before Chris and Seb started their acting careers and landed a role in the Marvel Universe. Friendship opened a new path to love and it’s starting to look… complicated.

Pairing: Chris Evans X Julie (Fictional Character), Sebastian Stan X Julie (FC) 

Genre: Romance | Drama

Audience: PG-13…? (Jk there are some F-bombs and inappropriate language that might be suitable for the young)

Navigation: Prologue | 01 | 02 | 03 ... Masterlist

Present Day [A/N: This picks up from the end of the Prologue]

The air around me felt suffocating. Seb turned off the car engine and I took this chance to unlock the car door and step outside. The cool night breeze blew at my face and it felt nice like I could breathe again. I crossed my arms as I leaned against the car door staring at the empty darkness. The sand and dirt swept against my heels. After everything that happened tonight, this peace was mentally and physically welcomed.

A second later, I heard the car door open and close behind me. As Seb walked up to me,  I watched him take off his suit jacket. He stood in front of me as he wrapped the jacket around my body. I felt his warmth radiating against my body. The feeling was equivalent to burying yourself on your bed after a stressful day at work.

Seb softly leaned against the car next to me. “What are you going to do?”

“Go home,” I replied.

“You know he’s going to be there whether it’s the hotel or your place back at Boston,” Seb sighed and paused. “You can stay over at my place.”

I exhaled in defeat. “I didn’t know I was supposed to be running from him. It’s just Chris.”

“It’s not just Chris.”

“He’s the same Chris you and I knew for years, Seb. I’m going to be okay.” Was I trying to convince myself?

“I don’t want you getting hurt,” he whispered. From the corner of my eyes, I knew that he was staring at me, but I didn’t want to look at him. I knew the moment I turned, I wouldn’t be able to hold back my tears. I kept my eyes facing forward.

“Seb,” I started. “I appreciate everything you did for me today, but this is my problem and I can take of myself,” I said. I didn’t know if this was true, but I thought if I said it out loud, maybe it would happen.

“I’m not saying that you can’t take care of it, Julie,” he paused. “I just don’t want you getting hurt from this.”

“It’s too late,” I whispered. My heart was torn... no, shredded into microscopic pieces. I remembered Chris’ last text before arrived at the premiere.

Stay at the hotel.

I bit my lips and looked down at my feet. “Seb, why am I so stubborn? Why did I turn back?” I heard my voice wavering as I was fighting to hold my tears back. Sebastian reached out his arm, wrapped it around my shoulder and pulled me in. I smelled the subtle hint of his familiar cologne greeted me as I buried my face into his chest. The moment my face touched his shirt, the tears quietly rained down uncontrollably.

Between my sobs, I heard his soft voice.

“Shh, it’s going to be alright,” he muttered.

- - s a m e  d a y  ,  f e w  h o u r s  a g o 

Beep. Beep. Beep.

My phone alarm blared. Frustrated, I threw the blankets on top of my head shut the alarm, but realized my phone was inside my blankets. Ugh.

“Fine!” I shouted as I got up from my bed. The sun was beaming through the hotel room windows and I glanced over at the digital clock on the end table.

10:03 AM

I would have long past overslept if this was a regular work day (adding the three hour time difference from Boston), but today was my debut on the red carpet. I glanced over at the red gown hanging on my small clothes rack. Well, okay let me rephrase that. It wasn’t my debut. It was Chris and Seb’s Avenger’s Endgame premiere.

I looked over at the simple and modest dress I settled on after months of searching. I had the hardest time looking for a classic even gown and finding one that fit my budget was close to impossible. Celebrities had luxury sponsors and I had a trusty old friend, Google. I looked over at the mirror and my half-awake wildling-self looked back at me.

Yep. I had a lot of work to do.

I turned on the hot water for the bathtub as I threw my PJs on the floor. Chris offered to have a limo come pick me up for a full A-list treatment tonight, but I refused. I wanted to put in the effort to prepare for this. Especially if what Chris said was really happening. I felt my cheeks blush just at the slightest thought of what was going to happen tonight.

“I want us to go public,” Chris said casually as he was washing the dishes.

I turned to look at him in confusion as I added the last dinner plates to the sink. “Huh?”

He turned off the water and turned his body towards me. His hands were still covered in soap and dripping with water. “You know, you and me going public.”

“What do you mean going pu-” I stopped my mid-sentence as I finally understood what he meant. He wanted to tell people about our relationship. I almost choked on my own breath. “Chris,” I started.

“I’m sick of these pointless articles always pairing me up with people,” he finished. “You know, the other day Robert linked me a fanfiction novel pairing me up with him.”

Huh, he obviously didn’t look the numerous fanfictions with him and Seb. I smiled at my voice inside my head and he frowned. “Jules, I’m serious about this.”

I didn’t lose my smile. Too much time around Chris did this to you. “Chris, the fanfics can’t be controlled. We might have to brainstorm another way to deal with that.”

Chris took a step closer to me and reached for my hand. He intertwined his soapy fingers with mine. “I want to make us official. It’s been two years. I know I want to be with you.”

My heart skipped a beat as I gazed at his baby blue eyes. “Mmn… is this supposed to be a proposal?” I asked and he shook his head.

“This is just me trying to let the world know about the most beautiful, kind-hearted, and warm soul I’ve kept to myself all these years.”

I glanced over at my phone again.

4:05 PM

I had a car scheduled to pick me up from my hotel in an hour and I just finished my eyeliner after a straight hour of drawing and erasing. My sensitive skin around my eyes was begging me to stop. My eyes constantly shifted from the time to the mirror. I hurriedly made finishing touches with blush, soft-glowing highlighter, and mascara. I grabbed the matte red lipstick from my purse and put it over my lips. I let my soft waves down and looked at myself in accomplishment.

You look beautiful, Jules.

Chris’ voice echoed my head and I felt my face growing warmer. I couldn’t wait until we were back in my apartment in Boston after all this. Shaking my head, I quickly threw my phone and my lipstick in my small clutch. I walked over to my gown and got in my dress. I pulled out a new pair of nude heels I bought for this event. After I was done, I stood in front of the full-size mirror and looked at myself.

I felt beautiful.

This feeling was rare and much welcomed right now.

This was exactly how I wanted to look “going public” with the man of my life.

The Lyft driver was so confused when I gave him the address to the premiere. After circling the area a dozen times to be stopped by blocked roads, he dropped me off about two blocks from the location.

“This is the best I could do,” he said in a monotone as the car came to a stop.

“Thank you,” I said as I got out of the taxi holding on to my gown. I didn’t expect my Lyft to pull up to the red carpet, but I also didn’t think that I would be walking myself to the premiere. Thankfully, these streets were empty and I only got one or two glances from the occasional dog walkers. I watched as my driver drove off and I stood there on the sidewalk with my long scarlet evening gown. I pulled a hair tie from my clutch and put my hair up to a messy bun. What was the worst that could happen?

I walked the streets leading to the Los Angeles Convention Center. As I got closer, the people on the streets exponentially duplicated as well. I saw people dressed up as Iron Man, Captain America, Captain Marvel… wait did I just see a Groot? While I was busy staring at all the cosplayers, I realized that my red dress was noticed less and less. Whew.

Was I just supposed to show up? Where was the entrance? Chris told me to just tell the guards to get him, but I was convinced that was the number one way to get kicked out by security. I reached for my phone in my clutch. When I looked at my phone, I had one text from Chris. Perfect timing.

Stay at the hotel.

What?

I stood there staring at my phone in confusion. The text arrived 5 minutes ago. What did he mean? I was about to press call when a loud honk startled me. I looked over at the street where a pitch black Cadillac sedan was stopped.

What was this guys problem?

I took a few steps and the car slowly matched my pace next to me. Was it following me? I stopped and the car did the same. I saw more people staring at my direction as they walked by. I turned to face the car and the passenger side door opened. From the seat, Frank (Seb’s newbie assistant) came out of the car.

“Fra-” I started to say as he turned and opened the back seat door facing me.

“Ms. Julie,” Frank said bowing with his cute black tux and bow.

By this point, every pair of eyes were on me at this and I quickly made my way into the car. When I got in, a familiar figure was sitting on the other side.

“Were you really planning to walk yourself there?” Seb asked and I sighed in relief. The car drove off once Frank got back in the car.

“How did you find me?” I asked and he looked back at me diverting his gaze to my dress. Oh, jeez. I was about to throw a comment about how I actually took a Lyft here when I realized it could wait. He was wearing a fitted light blue suit with a simple white shirt underneath. He always looked good no matter what he wore.

“You look nice,” I said, smiling.

“Thank you. And you look stunning,” he smiled back. There was something about the way he said that. I was flattered by his genuine compliment, but something felt missing.

“Where’s Chris?” He asked.

Chris.

The name reminded me of the text and I frantically reached for my phone.

“Jules?” Seb asked.

I opened the text again. No replies or anything. “Seb, I think I have to go back to the hotel.”

“Huh, what do you mean?” he asked, but it was too late. I didn’t realize the car had already stopped and Frank was on the other side of the open door.

“Just go straight from here and it will take you to the purple carpet path,” Frank said as he held the door for me to get off. I stood by the car after I got off and Seb got out from the other side.

“What do you mean you have to go back?” Seb asked again. I handed my phone to him with Chris’ text pulled up. His face narrowed and handed my phone back to me. “He should be around here somewhere. I’ll look for him and Frank can take you to the venue.”

Frank nodded as he shut the door behind me. Seb jogged off toward the carpet area and the car drove off leaving me and Frank behind.

“Don’t worry,” Frank assured me with a nervous smile. “You can follow me.” [A/N: This is some foreshadowing, you guys already know if nothing were to happen after this there would be no story.]

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[buckyscrystalqueen]

I Can’t: Part 3

Pairings: Seb Stan x Reader

Warnings: Anxiety, introvert stuff… angst. IDK I’m bad at this kinda thing. Fluff & swearing as usual.

Word Count: 1,910

A/N: Looks like we got another one shot turned mini-series. Enjoy & Thank @magpiegirl80 for the adorable derp photo of her dog, Ollie & send love to my pups, Lucy and Skye!!!

Part 1 / Part 2

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‘So what are you up to tonight?” Seb texted roughly two months after you had started texting like he did almost every day. You took a deep breath and exhaled forcefully through your nose as you set your Mountain Dew down on your table and pulled up your messenger app. 

‘Apparently watching Jaws 3 for the millionth time on TV. So not a damn thing LOL. Why, what’s up?’

‘I have a proposition for you, sweetheart.’

He didn’t give you any time to respond.

‘I’m back in New York for a couple weeks; got in this morning. I was wondering if you would consider meeting me again maybe for dinner? Let’s say tonight at your house so that you’re not somewhere out in public and you’re somewhere you’re comfortable being. I’ll order pizza and I’ll even bring a movie from our list if you want.’

You stared blankly at your phone and reread the message a couple times before you responded with the only thing your brain could come up with.

‘But I live in Queens.’

‘Yea, you do. That’s what taxi’s are for. Don’t over think, sweetheart. I know I’m asking a lot from you but I promise, if I didn’t think you could handle it, I wouldn’t ask. So what do you say? Pepperoni pizza and ‘Reservoir Dogs’?’

A nervous, small smile pulled at the corner of your lips.

‘I still can’t believe you haven’t seen that, Sebby.’

‘So that’s a yes then?’

Your stomach turned a few times and you bit your thumb nail as you considered his proposition. Sebastian waited patiently for your response, which took about five whole minutes to come up with.

‘OK’

‘OK. Send me your address, sweetheart. I’ll come by in let’s say an hour. That way, you don’t over think it and back out. Is that OK?’

You nodded your head at the screen.

‘Yea’

Knowing that you were already starting to get anxious, Seb sent you a selfie he knew would make you smile.

‘YES PIZZA!’

With a giggle, you sent him a thumbs up and your address. He let you know he’d see you soon and you quickly shot your mom a text letting her know Sebastian was coming over to hang out for dinner and a movie.

‘Clean your bathroom mirror and don’t leave your clothes drying over the backs of the dining room table chairs. And for God’s sake, PLEASE put (and keep) some pants on! A little mascara wouldn’t kill you either.’

‘Yes, boss lady.’

You responded sarcastically as you kicked your foot rest down, set your laptop on the coffee table and went to go get ready.

——

“Lucy, hush.” You scolded as you gently put your foot on her chest and carefully moved her back away from the front door she was barking at. “Hush, you’re fine, mouthpiece.” You tried not to psych yourself out as you unlocked your front door and pulled it open with shaky hands.

“Hello.” Sebastian said behind a large, fake, handlebar mustache. “My name is… um… Bass. Yea, we’ll go with that. I am not a famous actor what so ever, and I’m here to hang out with a pretty lady. Not an actor though.” You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling as you stepped back.

“They won’t bite. They’ll just smell you.” You said as you pointed at your dogs. He nodded to himself and smiled behind his mustache as he pulled open your screened gate door and instantly bent down to say hi.

“Hi puppies. Hi! Are you good girls?” He asked as Skye jumped up on his thigh and Lucy wagged her short tail (which meant her entire body) to say hi as she sniffed his jeans.

“Alright, let him in.” You said. “Let him walk, Luce.”

“They’re alright.” He laughed as he crouched down in front of the pair. Skye, being the little shit that she was, stood so her front paws were on his muscular thighs and when he bent over to get kisses, she snagged his mustache and took off at a run for something new to chew on. “Well that lasted long.” He laughed as you scrambled to grab your dog to keep her from choking on the fake hair piece.

“She’s a little shit.” You said as you grabbed her around the middle and picked her up so she couldn’t run and hide. “We give her a new toy and within an hour, it’s missing all it’s stuffing and every appendage it has.” You held onto the mustache with your left hand and wiggled your left pointer finger between her teeth to push down her tongue and force her to let go of the hair piece. Once she did, you balled it in your fist and put her back down so she could turn and look at you indignantly.

“How old is she?” He asked as he closed the front door for you.

“Umm… she’s about six. She was about a year old when we rescued her and we got her in 2013 when my parents got divorced. Lucy is eleven, born on Cinco de Mayo.”

“That’s actually really cool.” Seb chuckled as he scratched Lucy’s head a few more times before standing up to look at you with a smile. You froze awkwardly as he looked at your face to try and commit it to memory before he gestured to the couch behind you. “So I know I said pepperoni but on the drive over I kinda decided I wanted sausage, too? I know you said you like both so we can do like half and half or whole… I’m not picky. I also brought this…” He said as he pulled out a DVD from his jacket pocket. “… and I figured we can find a pizza place around here that you haven’t tried before to try together. Give us a little adventure.”

“OK.” You said simply as you walked over and sat down in your usual spot. He sat down on the same couch but a little bit away from you.

“Just keep breathing. You’ll get used to me being here. I’m just another guy. It’s all in your mind… Oooo!” He joked as he wiggled his fingers near your head; purposely being extra goofy to make you relax faster. “So, let’s find some pizza.”

—

“I love this part.” You said softly as you sat curled up in your spot and watched the Mr. Blonde cop torture scene set up. You shrugged as you reached out and pulled a piece of pepperoni off the slice of pizza on Seb’s plate. “But I’m twisted.”

“Yea, I got that.” Seb teased as he picked up his slice and ate it, not even caring that you stole half the pepperoni off it already. “Wait… is he gunna…”

“Oh yes he is.” You giggled. “Fucking love Tarantino.”

“Damn, and I thought I was messed up.” You smiled and barely glanced over at him as he took another large bite of his dinner. You didn’t know how he had managed to do it, but he got you to relax and forget that he was an actor within twenty minutes of him getting there with funny faces and seemingly never ending jokes. “Get it!” He cheered over the cop screaming.

“Oh he got it.” You said as you watched Mr. Blonde look at a severed ear before delivering on of your favorite lines ‘Was that as good for you as it was for me?’ You missed Seb glance over at your twisted smile and he shook his head.

“I feel like I should be worried about you here, sweetheart.” You let out a huffed laugh and shook your head as you rested it on the back of the couch and met his eyes.

“My mom has told me thousands of times that I find joy in other peoples misfortune. I legit laugh when I see people get pulled over when they do stupid shit. She thinks that’s bad. I find it hilarious.”

“I think I have to agree with you on that one. It is funny.”

“See, I knew I wasn’t the only one.” You said as your laptop started to ring on the coffee table in front of you. You glanced at the screen and reached out to his mute when Seb started to laugh.

“What does that say?” As he read the name you had Christine saved as in your contacts list.

“‘My Favorite British Cunt’. It’s a friend of mine that lives in the UK.”

“Answer it.” He laughed as he grabbed the remote off the table and paused the movie. You looked over at him with your eye brow raised and he nodded. “It’s fine.” With a small shrug, you answered it.

“Where the fuck’ve you been all day! I’ve a story for you.”

“I’ve been busy, bitch.” You said as you picked up your laptop and put it on your lap. “What do you want?”

“So you’ll never believe what happened to me…” She started as Seb reached over and slowly started to turn the laptop toward him.

“Bet mine’s better.” You laughed as the corner of his eye, part of his forehead, and some of his currently short hair appeared beside your face in the screen. Your friend’s eyes went wide as the laptop stopped moving.

“Is he there?” She asked as she pointed at the screen for confirmation.

“No, I bought a life size cut out and decided to hold it up next to my face, you idiot.”

“Piss off, ya cunt.” She said as Seb blinked a few times but otherwise stayed perfectly still. “I’ll let ya go then…”

“No, keep talking.” He laughed. “Pretend I’m not even here.”

“Oh, cause it’s that easy.” She laughed.

“This is Christine, by the way.” You said with a glance over at him. “She’s the Tumblr girl I talk about all the time a.k.a. my internet wife.”

“The fuck’ve ya said ‘bout me, twat?” She shouted.

“That you’re a terrible person who swears more than I do.” You laughed. “Tell me your story.” You listened intently for a few moments as she launched into the story of how her house key broke in the lock and how she and her fiancé got locked out of the house for a couple hours but your attention was claimed more locally when Sebastian moved out of the camera frame and carefully slipped his hand into yours. You looked down at it as he laced his fingers with yours and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

“OK?” He whispered as you glanced over at him. You nodded subtly as you let your fingers relax around his hand.

“OK.”

“Are you even listenin’ ta me, wench?” Christine hollered at you.

“No, not any more.” You said honestly with a laugh. “Let me call you tomorrow, OK?”

“I hate you.” She growled as she hung up the phone without even waving good-bye. You closed your laptop and set it on your side table as Sebastian grabbed the remote.

“Keep watching?” You nodded in agreement as you turned in your spot toward him and let your knees rest gently on his hip. He smiled broadly as he picked his arm up and set it on your legs with your hand still in his. He hit play and settled back against the couch, happy that he was took another couple bricks down from the mental wall you had up.

Part 4

#seb stan x reader #sebastian stan x reader #I Can't

[currentlyfangirrling]

Taxi pt. 3 ( Sebastian Stan x Reader

Plot: a young girl gets into an occupied taxi...

Warnings: none

When I woke this morning, my head was throbbing from last night.

As I sat up slowly, I thought about last night. I laughed to myself as I almost let myself believe that I hung out with Sebastian Stan. “That’s funny,” I said as I convinced myself that I only dreamt that.

I leaned over to my bedside table and checked my phone to see that it was 8:32 am and that Claire had called me 20 minutes ago.

I put my phone up to my ear as I called her back. Claire answered, “Hey! Sorry I didn’t mean to call you, but I’m on my way back to the hotel.” Her voice was too high of a pitch for me to handle as I stretched the phone away from my ear. “Ok. I will just be here. See you in a few,” I told her.

After I hung up, the sound of water running caught my attention. I just assumed it was from next door. I rubbed my eyes and ran my hands over my face to wake myself up. I let out a loud yawn as I had my morning stretch.

As I stood up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower, the door was closed. I shook the doorknob as I tried to open it, but it was locked.

“One second,” I heard someone say from behind the door. What the fuck?

I assumed I was just hearing things so I decided I should go back to sleep. Just as I was turning around, the bathroom door opened and revealed Sebastian standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist showing off his bare chest.

I shook my head as I tried to collect my thoughts, “Wait, so...this actually...no...what?!”

Sebastian laughed at my confusion, “Good morning.” He smiled as I just stood in front of him confused as ever. “I’m sorry. Is it ok if I took a shower? I didn’t know-“

“No, it’s ok. I just thought that ‘this’ didn’t actually happen last night.”

“Oh, should I leave? I was going to, but there are a ton of people with cameras downstairs and I wanted to wait,” Sebastian turned back around to gather his things.

“You don’t have to leave! I mean, unless you want to,” I said, stopping him from leaving.

“I don’t want to overstay my welcome. I mean you probably don’t remember last night. Do you?” He questioned as he ran his hands threw his wet hair.

“Not completely, but I’m happy that the things I do remember were real,” I smiled as I looked up and down his figure.

“What things do you remember?”

“Well, right now my head is throbbing a ton and I was hoping to take a shower before I went over everything,” I explained.

“Ok. I’ll get out of here so you can shower, but can I borrow your phone charger? Mines dead.” He said, holding up his phone with a sad face.

“Of course! It’s next to my bed,” I said, pointing to the white cord peaking out of my night stand. Sebastian walked out, holding his clothes in his hands.

I stepped into the shower and instantly felt better than I did when I woke up. After a few minutes of shampooing and conditioning, I heard Claire walk in. Shit.

I immediately turned off the shower, grabbed a towel to wrap my body with, and walked out to see Claire talking to Sebastian.

Claire turned around to face me with her mouth wide open and enunciated “Oh. My. God.”

“Sebastian, this is my friend Claire. Claire, this is Sebastian,” I introduced them to each other.

“Yeah, best friends since High School,” Claire said, enthusiastically.

“Right,” Sebastian smiled at Claire and stood up from the bed. “Well, (Y/N) I just got a call from my manager and I have to be somewhere,” he explained, putting his phone in his back pocket walking towards you slowly.

“Oh ok. Well, thanks for everything. I’ll let you out,” I said as Sebastian walked with me to the door, I shifted my gaze to Claire and widened my eyes at her.

One step out the door and he turned around. “Before I go, I’m gonna need your phone number so that I can possibly take you sightseeing,” he whispered trying to keep our conversation private. I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face, “Ok!” He handed me his phone so I could type in my number.

Right as I thought he was going to leave he dialed the number. I looked at him with a confused facial expression and then at my phone to answer it. “Just making sure you didn’t give me a fake number,” he winked turning around walking towards to elevator.

When I came back into the room Claire was sitting with her legs and arms crossed with a smirk on her face. “Well,” she spoke. “Are you going to tell me what happened or will I have to guess?”

I rolled my eyes at her and walked back into the bathroom to dry my hair. “Excuse me, I deserve a very detailed story of how you and him met,” Claire shouted, following me into the bathroom.

I pulled out the hairdryer and plugged it into the outlet while Claire impatiently waited for me to tell her what happened.

“Well, my night is a bit blurry,” I stared, before turning on the hairdryer. With that being said, Claire walked up to me and pulled the hairdryer out of the wall. “Hey!” I said, dropping the hairdryer to my side.

She was determined to hear what I had to say, “Spill the beans!”

After I told her what happened, she started jumping up and down while shouted, “oh my god! oh my god! OH MY GOD!”

I rolled my eyes at her as ran out of the room still shouting. “Would you stop! There are other people staying here,” I told her. Once she stopped I plugged the hairdryer back into the outlet.

Once I was done I walked back into the bedroom to find Claire on the phone with Sarah telling her all about what happened. She then put Sarah on speaker, “WHAT THE HELL?! (Y/N) you better bring him as your date to the wedding!!”

“I’m pretty sure he has better things to do than hangout with me at my friends wedding,” I told her.

“You still need a date since Daniel and you split. Plus, I want to meet him,” Sarah explained.

Daniel was my ex-boyfriend who I had dated for about a year. Everyone thought we would get married. Even I did at one point, but things changed and he cheated on me. No one knows that he cheated on me though. I thought I shouldn’t tell people since all my friends were still friends with him after.

“I don’t ‘need’ a date and if he wants to hangout again then you will meet him, but until then let’s not tell anyone else about this. I don’t want to get my hopes up or anything.”

I could sense that Sarah was rolling her eyes at my response, “You do ‘need’ a date because I already have you and Daniel marked as coming and the seating was very expensive and I will not let that seat go to waste!”

“Let’s just see if he will even want to hangout with m again,” I explained.

Sarah let out a sigh, “Fine. Anyway, I’ll be at the hotel at 4 and then everyone else should be here by then. I will send everyone the details later. Love y’all!”

When she hung up the phone I looked at Claire with angry eyes, “Why did you tell her that! She’s going to tell everyone else and it’s going to be weird!”

“I’m surprised you don’t want everyone to know about this. It’s Sebastian Stan for Christ’s sake!” Claire said.

“I don’t want him to feel like I’m going to use him or anything. He’s nice and I don’t want to ruin it with my friends attacking him!” I explained.

“Ok, fine! I’m going to take a shower now. You should take a nap. You look exhausted,” she said, giving me a side hug before going into the bathroom.

She was right. I was exhausted. I probably only got 3-4 hours of sleep last night. After that thought I climbed into bed with my towel still on. When I turned my phone on, I had received a text from Sebastian already.

He said, “Last night was fun! I’d like to hangout with you again while you’re still in town. I have interviews and some other things to do today, but maybe we can get dinner tonight?”

I responded with a smile on my face, “I’d love to, but I am celebrating with my friends for Sarah’s wedding tonight. Maybe another time?”

I turned off my phone and plugged it into the charger before I took a nap. It was a nice 2 hour long nap. I probably could have slept all day if Claire hadn’t woken me up.

When I woke up, I looked at my phone to see if Sebastian texted. He did! Before I could respond, Claire insisted that I get ready now because it was nearly 3 in the afternoon and Sarah was getting here at 4.

I picked some clothes to wear for the evening, put on some makeup, and straightened my hair. Before I knew it, Sarah was here!

Claire opened the door to see that Sarah, Morgan, Grace, Lucy, and Elizabeth were already here! Morgan was holding a bottle of champagne when she walked in, “Hey guys! Are y’all ready to party?!”

“It’s only 4,” Grace commented.

“5 o’clock somewhere, right?” Morgan replied. Everyone grabbed a glass to make a toast to Sarah and her soon to be husband, Ben.

After we finished our glasses, Sarah told us the schedule for the night. It was your usual girls night out kind of schedule which was always great, but I wanted to hangout with Sebastian.

I then remembered that he had texted me a while ago. I got up from my seat and went over to see my phone. Everyone stared at my sudden burst of excitement, but I didn’t care.

He said, “Alright! Have fun tonight. Don’t get into any occupied taxis!” I started to laugh at his reply.

“I’ll try! I wish you were coming tonight,” I said.

When I went back to the table to join the conversation, everyone asked me who I was talking to. “My mom,” I lied.

“Alright! Y’all ready to go?” Sarah interrupted.

“Yeah!” Everyone agreed.

When we left the room, I felt my phone vibrate in my purse. Sebastian replied, “Maybe I will!”

I felt my stomach turn at his message. While waiting at the elevator and everyone was occupied talking to each other, I showed Claire the message and asked her how I should reply. She smiled and bit her lip at me, “Say something like, ‘I would really like it if you did!’”

I typed and sent it without a thought. Claire was always better at flirting than I was so I trusted her opinion. Then we all piled into the elevator and I could feel my face heating up at the fact that I was texting Sebastian Stan! It didn’t hit me until now and I was freaking out on the inside.

When we exited the elevator, he already replied, “Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”

I texted him what the plan was and he sent a reply instantly as if he was waiting for me to respond.

“I’ll try to meet you at the club around midnight. I don’t want to pictures of me being taken. The paparazzi never leave me alone.”

“You’re such a popular man. It’s going to be hard,” I said, biting my lips waiting for his reply.

“I just need to warn you that I can’t be seen with you because I don’t want to drag you into my world, yet. It wouldn’t be fair to you.”

I was a bit confused at his reply so I gave my phone to Claire again and let her deal with it. Claire seemed to have trouble coming up with a response as well. We both were way out of our comfort zones when it came to this.

“Thank you for warning me. I understand,” she said, handing my phone back to me.

I put my phone back into my purse as Sarah got us our car to take us to dinner.

When we got into the car we all began talking about how we all met and how crazy it is that one of us is getting married.

It was weird when I thought about it. Sarah was 25, which in my opinion was too young to be married but I was happy for her.

Claire and I were the youngest girls in our group. We all met in college and kept in touch after everyone graduated.

Once we got to the restaurant Sebastian had replied, “It’s a complicated world that I live in and I don’t want to make your life complicated as well. I’ll see you tonight!”

“See you tonight!” I said, stuffing my phone back into my purse.

After dinner, we walked down the street to a dessert shop that Sarah has been talking about all night. They had all kinds of desserts. We spent probably an hour at the shop testing different types of gelato.

When we left the shop I opened my purse to get my phone to check my makeup with my camera.

Sebastian hadn’t texted me back, but I ignored it. It was only eleven now and we were heading to the club. When we got there, there was a line out the door and my feet were already aching. We waiting in line for what seemed to be an hour before we got in.

I went straight to the bathroom when we walked in to use the restroom. When I got into a stall I turned on my phone to see that Sebastian said that he was on his way.

I didn’t reply because I knew he would text me when he got here. I went back out to order a drink and dance with my friends. After a while I noticed that he didn’t hadn’t texted me so I decided to order another drink.

When I looked around I noticed that there were less people inside than I remembered. And then I noticed two large men in suits walked in and behind them was Sebastian. I felt my face start to glow with excitement.

I decided to keep my cool and wait for him to come to me. So I sat at the bar and finished my drink until I felt someone’s hand press against my back. “How many of those have you had,” Sebastian asked, whispering in my ear. “Enough,” I said, smiling to myself as his grip tightened around my waist.

“I take one also,” Sebastian told the bar tender. “And she’s on my tab. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to do that,” I said. “I do since I made my pretty girl wait for nearly an hour. Sorry it took a while. I had to sneak in through the back so that I wouldn’t be seen,” Sebastian explained. “It’s ok. I’m glad you’re here,” I said, drinking wrapping my arms around his waist.

“I think you have had enough of whatever your drinking,” he stated, laughing at me.

“You’re probably right,” I agreed. “Wanna dance,” Sebastian grabbed my hands and lead me to the dance floor.

On my way over to the middle of the room, I saw my friends all staring at me with shock. “Oh god,” I said. Sebastian turned to look at me with concern, “What? Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. My friends just saw us.”

“Oh. That’s ok. As long as they don’t tell or take pictures,” he said.

He turned me around so that my back would be touching his chest. I stuck my butt out so that I could feel close to him. Sebastian knew what I was doing so he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. He was so hot.

After a while, my friends decided to interrupt and introduce themselves. Sebastian was kind and spoke to them while holding my hand. Everything seemed to be ok, until Sarah decided to open her drunken mouth and said, “So your gonna be (Y/N)’s date to my wedding this Tuesday, right?”

Shit.

#sebastain stan #sebastian stan story #sebastian stan gif #sebastian stan headers #sebastian stan fic #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan fandom #marvel #marvel imagine #sebastian stan x reader

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All of the get in my businesses!!!

YASSSSS

The meaning behind my url: Uh I was a 21p blog ages ago and truce is a v meaningful song so I haven’t really thought to change it to anything else to be honest

A picture of me: :^)

How many tattoos i have and what they are: I have none bc I’m both poor and a little bitch

Last time i cried and why: I think it was probably yesterday because I’m stressed about EVERYTHING

Piercings i have: I sorta have my ears pierced but I haven’t put earrings in them for over 10 years so they’ve p much closed up lmao rip

Favorite band: UHHH idk I haven’t listened to music properly in so long because I’ve had exams but I’m always going to be stanning The 1975 and Bastille until I die and I’m so in love w/ the Lumineers so?

Biggest turn offs: people that r just a bit too silly n stupid, being hurt and stuff, um idk 

Top 5 (Polish words): (in no particular order lmao omg I don’t have an awful lot to choose from) Chleb, Nie, miłość, jajko, żaba

Tattoos i want: I wan’t a little yin yang or mb like just a yin idk, um also I want all the lyrics to Eat Pierogi written on my forehead

Biggest turn ons: IDK I’m a baby lmao but um being nice to me lol idk um being dominant I need to be told what to do 24/7 lmao

Age: 18 but mentally about 5

Ideas of a perfect date: Walking a lot somewhere pretty like a forest or something and then going home and ordering chinese food

Life goal: To live in Poland and be able to speak the language well enough to be able to work as a nurse there

Piercings i want: Definitely my ears again, other than that I don’t think I can be bothered to get any more

Relationship status: Very much in a relationship

Favorite movie: I DON’T KNOW every time I watch a new film it becomes my favourite

A fact about my life: Uhh idk it’s not very interesting at the minute but hopefully I should be moving out soon and by hopefully I mean very very hopefully

Phobia: Flying, also like creepy crawlies walking all over me

Middle name: Leigh I guess

Height: Like 5′5 pretty much

Are you a virgin? Nop

What’s your shoe size? 5 I’m a baby

What’s your sexual orientation? I guess I’m graysexual but I just say I’m ace it’s easier

Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs? I drink sometimes that’s about it

Someone you miss: Josh lol what’s new also my BAB

What’s one thing you regret? Taking Biology and Chemistry at A Level and wasting two years of my life

First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: Alex Lawther, 

Favorite ice cream? EEE cookie dough

One insecurity: My stomach I hate it I want to cut it off

What my last text message says: ahhh okay xxxx

Have you ever taken a picture naked? lol yeah

Have you ever painted your room? No :(

Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex? Like at parties

Have you ever slept naked? Yeah like twice

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror? Way too many times

Have you ever had a crush? Way too many times

Have you ever been dumped? twice

Have you ever stole money from a friend? No erm

Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met? I mean I have taken several taxis in my life but other than that I don’t think so no

Have you ever been in a fist fight? Not that I remember

Have you ever snuck out of your house? Yeah to play pokemon go 

Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? yes lol

Have you ever been arrested? uhhh no I am a very law abiding citizen

Have you ever made out with a stranger? no :/

Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? Does this literally mean have you ever met up with a male somewhere because yes?

Have you ever left your house without telling your parents? Yes to play pokemon go

Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor? …no

Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun? Once me and Imogen were really late to school so we thought go big or go home and just got breakfast from the coop and ate it in the common room before signing in lmao

Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? yeah plenty?

Have you ever seen someone die? I don’t think so as far as I can remember

Have you ever been on a plane? Twice and they were traumatic experiences 

Have you ever kissed a picture? uhhh I don’t recall doing so but I’m sure I probably have like as a little kid

Have you ever slept in until 3? uhhh I don’t think so (?) I might have done after a really late night w/ Luke

Have you ever love someone or miss someone right now? What the fuck does this mean like either way yes but ??

Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Yeah once I did it at primary school and I thought that that was how fast the world was spinning and I got really really like disoriented and threw up or smth

Have you ever made a snow angel? no :(

Have you ever played dress up? yes lmao wtf I was a little girl ofc i did

Have you ever cheated while playing a game? I play a lot of monopoly so it’s far to say….. yes

Have you ever been lonely? NOOOOOO

Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school? I think like I’ve only fallen asleep once and that was in a German lesson watching a film after I’d done my first ever all-nighter

Have you ever been to a club? no:(

Have you ever felt an earthquake? yess twice they were p anticlimactic because both times I didn’t realise it was an earthquake until after

Have you ever touched a snake? I don’t think (?) so, not unless I was really young

Have you ever ran a red light? Not personally but I’ve been in plenty of vehicles that have bc we just don’t give a fuck around here

Have you ever been suspended from school? nope, almost though

Have you ever had detention? Never actually had a proper detention in my entire school career how sad is that

Have you ever been in a car accident? Not really I’ve been in one where we broke down and somebody hit the back of us really slowly

Have you ever hated the way you look? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO 

Have you ever witnessed a crime? I mean probably, I think I’ve seen a lot of people stealing shit

Have you ever pole danced? No but a girl can dream

Have you ever been lost? Probably yeah

Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country? Many times

Have you ever felt like dying? Many times

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? Lmao many times

Have you ever sang karaoke? nope!

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? Definitely I can’t think of a specific example though bc my entire life is just ‘hannah no’ ‘hannah yes’

Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Not that I can recall but probably

Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger? nope

Have you ever kissed in the rain? yess

Have you ever sang in the shower? nope:/

Have you ever made out in a park? I think I probably have

Have you ever dream that you married someone? I don’t think I have as far as like I can remember

Have you ever glued your hand to something? uh no

Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? ….no?

Have you ever ever gone to school partially naked? I mean once I went in a very short dress my legs were v naked

Have you ever been a cheerleader? noooo

Have you ever sat on a roof top? Kinda I’ve sat on like a shed lmao

Have you ever brush your teeth? no, not once in 18 years

Have you ever ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? I’m v often too scared to watch scary movies alone

Have you ever played chicken? no because I’m not stupid

Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? No I’ve literally never met anybody that owns a pool

Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? Yeah bc men r weird

Have you ever broken a bone? No my bones may be bad but they ain’t snakes

Have you ever been easily amused? I’m always way too easily amused tbh

Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? Definitely 

Have you ever mooned/flashed someone? I mean my boyfriend yes

Have you ever cheated on a test? Yes and that’s why I won’t pass Biology

Have you ever forgotten someone’s name? Yeah I forgot my patient’s name and called them smth else and felt rly shit

Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real? I’ve met many people who are too stupid to actually be real

Give us one thing about you that no one knows. I’m so oversharing I acc can’t think of something nobody in the world knows um mb that I’m ace? I mean I didn’t piece that one together myself for like 18 years lol

#answered #luke

[80s-kaspbrak]

Do It All Over Again (reddie au) part 3

Richie awoke to the plane shaking. At first, he thought the plane was going down, until the lady on the microphone spoke. “Were just going through a little bit of turbulance, no need to worry.”

Richie turned his head to see that Stan look alike was not in his seat. Richie looked out the window to see nothing but a blue sky. He sighed and closed his eyes again, sleep taking over him again.

-

“Sir, wake up.” Richie felt sombody shaking him.

He opened his eyes, his vision blurry before he blinked his eyes a few times, then everything was clear. The stewardess was standing infront of him, a smile on her face.

“We’ve landed, you can get off the plane now.” Richie nodded and stood up, pushing his glasses up his nose and running a hand through his hair.

He thanked her and reached up, grabbing his bag from the over head compartment.

As he walked out, he notived that something was different, but he couldnt put his finger on it.

He was welcomed by the warm air of the summer. He smiled and looked around as he walked down the airplane steps. “Feels great to be back home.”

As he walked into the airport itself, he noticed that it had changed. He walked to the baggage claim and grabbed his blue suitcase as soon as he saw it. He wanted to see Mike and the rest of the Loser’s left as soon as possible.

As Richie walked outside, he saw a row of yellow cabs waiting for people. On the side of them was the name “taxi service” and that was all.

Richie got into one, situating himself before he sighed and smiled at the cab driver. “Derry town house, please.”

Richie then expected the cab to begin moving, but the cab driver just looked back at him with confused eyes.

“What? Where?”

“Derry town house…?” Richie said it like it was a question.

“Uhm, this is Bangor Maine, not ‘Derry’ whatever the hell that is.” The cab driver seemed to become annoyed.

“What… This isnt Derry? Where the hell am i then?” He asked the question to himself before he turned to the cab driver and said. “Just take me to the nearest Cafe please.”

Richie took out his phone, unlocking it, and tried to call Mike, but he didnt have any service. “What the fuck.” He said, frustrated as his messages didnt send either.

“Were here. $5.60 please.” Richie was surprised at how small the bill was but handed the man $7 and got out with his stuff. He turned and looked at the small cafe, and walked inside.

It was small but cozy inside, and it almost seemed empty, besides a man writing on his computer and a teenage girl at the counter.

Richie walked to the desk and smiled at the girl and ordered a hot chocolate, with extra whipped cream. She nodded and asked for $3.20. He handed the money to her and was about to ask to use the phone but she went in the back and began making his drink.

Richie turned and looked at the man writing at his computer. He was typing fast, his eyes trained on the screen.

Richie slowly walked over to him, dragging his suitcase behind him.

“Uhm, hi, i was wondering if i could use your phone? Im not getting any service for some reason?” Richie asked the man. He looked up with a blank look on his face, looked at Richie and then grabbed his phone out of his pocket. Richie cringed as he looked at the 2007 flip phone and flipped it open.

It was confusing as fuck. He went to the phone icon and clicked on it, then typed in Mike’s number. It went to voicemail immediatly.

“Hey Mike, its me, Richie Tozier, i was just calling because my plane to Bangor Maine, instead of Derry, ill find a way to get there, just letting you know that im gonna be late. Okay bye.” Richie hung up the phone and handed it back to the man, who was looking at him with a look of shock and confusion.

“Youre Richie Tozier? From Derry, Maine?” The man asked, slowly taking his phone back.

“Uhm, yeah…” Richie trailed off, looking at the man with furrowed eyebrows. “And you are?”

“Im- im, im Stephen King.”

Richie’s heart dropped. He suddenly felt angry.

“You… You killed Eddie and Stan. My best friends. How… How could you do that?” Richies voice cracked, and so did his heart. Why would anyone want to kill Eddie and Stan, hey were great people. Or, characters, to Stephen King.

The barista called for him, saying that his hot chocolate was done.

“When i come back, were talking about how and why you killed my best friends.” Richie said quietly, then went to get his hot chocolate.

When Richie game back, Stephen had closed his laptop and was sitting quietly sipping his drink.

Richie pulled out the chair from across him and sat down. He took a sip of his hot chocolate and looked Stephen in his eyes. “Tell me why you did it.”

Stephen avoided Richies eyes in shame. “I-i didnt think it mattered.”

Yeah you dont think it matters.“ Richie laughed bitterly. "You dont think it matters to the characters. We are real, as you can see, we have feelings, we feel, and we die.”

“I havent even killed Eddie.” Stephen said. This confused Richie. “I was going to, its apart of the plan.”

“What do you mean you havent killed him yet? I literally read it like 2 days ago! I read his death! It was exactly how it went in real life, the words and all.” Richie felt tears sting his eyes. He quickly blinked them away.

“Im like, halfway through writing the book.” Stephen said, opening his computer quickly and typing in something and then showing Richie his screen.

IT 568 pages

“But, but how?” Richie asked taking his gaze from the computer to Stephen.

“Do you think that maybe its possible you went through a time warp or like another universe and it brought you back? Because youre a character from a book… And youre probably from the future, what year do you think it is?” Stephen asked.

“2012.”

“Yeah, you went through something, its 1997.” Stephen said, then quickly added on, “did anything weird happen on your way over here, like on the plane?”

“Uhm, there was a bit of turbulance, and we went through the Northern Lights, but i was asleep for that and didnt see them.” Richie thought about talking about the Stan look alike but decided against it.

“It might have been the Northern Lights that did it, made you go through another universe, and go back in time.” Stephen said, then typed something on his computer.

“What are you writing?” Richie asked. “Hopefully no more of IT, you cant kill Eddie and Stan, you have to bring Stan back somehow. Or just rewrite the book.”

“No, im not writing anymore of that until we figure this all out.” Stephen said, and finished what he was typing. “Just a book idea.” He closed his computer and took a sip of his drink. “How about we go back to my place and figure out what were gonna do?”

“You’re gonna bring Ed’s and Stan back to life, that’s what you’re gonna do.”

–

Tag list: @hawaiiantozier @richie-loves-spaghetti 💓💓

(not edited so sorry for mistakes. This would have been up earlier but my phone broke and I just got a new one soo)

Ask me if you want to be tagged when there is a new update!!!

#reddie au #reddie #richie tozier #eddie kasprak #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #bill denbrough #stanley uris #mike hanlon #it

[alemanriq]

I was tagged

by @idreamtofflying @huevette @hanjiist  @bananemetabolique and @sookashira (gracias!)

RULES: Bold the statements that are true about you

APPEARANCE:

I am 5′7″ or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes (they are kinda dark) I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing well I can play an instrument I can do over 30 push ups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports I’m on/was on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in/was in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing Fandoms are my #1 passion I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been to an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favorite bands concerts

RELATIONSHIPS:

I’m in a relationship I have a crush on a celebrity I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friends in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced I know a person named Jamie I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone (not my own) I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least two languages I have made a new friend in the past year

more tag memes under a cut

Tagged by @quinceminutes (gracias c:)

Rules: You can tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people 

1. Touch - Daft Punk

2. Last train to London - Electric Light orchestra

3. Te quiero puta - Rammstein (dhasdgda)

4. Let ‘em in - Paul McCartney

5. Too young - Phoenix

6. Because (The beatles acapella cover) - Vocal LT

7.  Electric feel - MGMT

8. Season 2 Episode 3 (what? lmao) - Glass Animals (hey this one is pretty good where did I even get it from lol)

9. Desafinado - Stan Getz

10. Lovesong - The cure

Getting to know me meme

I was tagged by @lareinadecorazones thanks!

Countries you’ve lived in: Perú.

Favorite Fandom: none at the time jfdks.

Favorite film of 2017: SPIDERMAN HOMECOMING...and Logan (it’s too painful so I don’t really want to see it again yet but it was good fjhsdkf)...

Languages you speak: Spanish and..english I guess lol.

Last Article You Read: The only one I remember rn is one about a peruvian artist...but a most recent one has probably been something related to Australia, a friend is always sending me odd stuff from there lmao.

Last Thing You Bought Online: Some markers and my son I call him kenny-kun (I should get another ofjkdisofjl)

Any Recurring Dreams: none I remember

Any Phobias or Fears: The fear of losing everything I love and live for and being sucked into the darkness..

or just cliffs...and cockroaches.  

How Would Your Friends Describe You: easy going..kind, kinda funny, or quirky? (I’ve been told that but idk to me I’m pretty normal ahaha), shy for sure, a bit careless...slow.

How Would Your Enemies Describe You: Rude, snake lol...well is just people that doesn’t like me but I wouldn’t call them enemies jfdksd. You can’t be liked by everyone :p

Would You Take a Bullet For Anyone: I guess yeah..yeah.

If you had money to spare, what would you buy first? I’d pay my art scholarship (when i get it ahahsjd)

#me #:D #tag meme #music

[jakemckenzje]

Tagged!

Tagged by @livinthechoiceslife, thanks for tagging me! <3

I’m sorry I’m a bit late, I had a busy busy week! D:

1ST RULE: tag 9 people you want to get to know better

@jakemymckenzie​, @zagmund​, @choicesfanboy​, @jakenji-stan​, @zig-ortega​, @mrwalkerchoices​, @zaddykatsaros​, @raventear​, @craighsiao​, and anyone else I didn’t tag, feel free to do this, I would love to get to know you all! If you already got this, feel free to ignore!

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true.

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7 or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

ABILITY:

I can sing well (well, used to) I can play an instrument I can do over 30 push-ups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a best friend I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages I have made a new friend in the past year

Thanks again for tagging me, I had lots of fun doing this! :)

#tagged #tagging game #long post

[alancharleswilder]

Όλα γιατί βαριέμαι να σκεφτώ και να διαβάσω :D

translation: do all of them because I’m so bored to think and to study :D

😑 I’ll do it. Because it’s been ages since you logged in, and I won’t deny your request. Here we go.

😍 celebrity crush

Many of them. Tags feature them all, but apart from my sports crushes and Alan Wilder, actors include Tom Hiddleston, Jake Gyllenhaal, Sebastian Stan, Lee Pace, Richard Armitage and Matthee McFadyen.

😘 irl crush

Νone. That boat has sailed for half a year now, and honestly, I’ve never felt calmer. But I am not against finding a new one.

😖 something that makes you anxious

Everyday responsibilities. Money issues. The usual, adult stuff.

😑 pet peeve

Wrong use of grammar. People yanking my headphones when I listen to music. Friends touching my clothes when they talk to me.

😒 person you hate

Hate is a strong word, but there are some people I dislike, as is normal. More on the inbox or by call. :p

😱 biggest fear

I don’t know. Again, it’s the usual ones. Staying alone. Not doing the stuff I want to do. Really closed spaces freak me out a bit.

🤐 tell us a secret

I can’t. 🤐

😡 something that makes you mad

Look at pet peeves. People lying to my face. People being indirect, not making up their minds, not being straightforward. It throws me off balance and it pisses me off. I’d rather hear a hard truth than a sweet lie.

😈 turn on

Lots of touching, neck kisses, and kissing in general. Also, for some weird reason, I love throwing playful, sarcastic jabs at my interest. Don’t ask why. I think a bit of “fighting” is good to keep things alive and interesting.

👿 turn off

Lousy dressing code. Bad humour. Making fun of me. Dragging things too far.

🙌🏻 something you can’t live without

My hobbies.

👽 ever seen a ufo?

Nope.

👄 first kiss story

Visited my good friend at the hospital where he was been taken care off after having some eye problems. Took me for a walk before I left, and he surprised me. Bent down and kissed me. I was horrible at it. I nearly climbed him, but I became much smoother the next time it happened.

🤘 first concert you went to

Linkin Park at Terra Vibe. Was 2007, I think?

👀 eye color

Green/blue.

👤 ethnicity

British/Greek.

💇 hair length

Middle length.

💁 hair color

Dyed copper red, now. Natural is dark brown.

👯 best friend

Sender is definitely one of them.

👑 favorite Disney princess

Not really into Disney princesses. I much prefer Mulan.

🐱 have any pets?

No.

☘ are you superstitious?

Definitely. Incredibly so, at times.

🌸 favorite flower 

Rose. It is the prettiest and most colourfully opaque, after all.

🌿 favorite season

The middle ones. Spring and Autumn, mostly Autumn.

🌎 where you want to live

I don’t mind living in Greece. At all. Unfortunately, I don’t know much about other places to have a clear image of if I’d live there.

☄ seen a shooting star?

Every summer, under the Perseids. :)

❄️ favorite winter sport

Football and NFL. :| Honestly, um… kerling????

🌊 ocean or pool

Ocean. Pool is not bad either.

☂ rainy or sunny?

Rainy when at home, sunny when I am out. A combination of both (cloudy) is definitely better.

🍎 favorite fruit

Watermelon and strawberries.

🎭 favorite play

I don’t have any. I don’t go often to theatres. Oh! Wait. Amadeus by Peter Shaffer is definitely one of the better plays I’ve seen.

🎹 play any instruments?

None, I am afraid.

🎬 favorite movie

Many. Can’t list only one. Check the Map  section on my other blog.

🎮 favorite video game

Same as above. :)

🚲 preferred type of transportation

In the city, bus when I can’t afford a taxi. Long distance, definitely airplane.

🏠 where you currently live

Near Athens, Greece.

📞 last person you talked on the phone with

My mum, most likely.

📻 favorite radio station

NRG, 95.0, Red FM 96.3 and Galaxy 92.

📺 favorite tv show

Many, but, I can list Breaking Bad, Brooklyn 99, Friends and some Greek ones

🔋 battery %

100%.

💰 job

Don’t have one yet.

🚬 ever smoked/drank/done drugs

Smoked once, didn’t like it. Drank with friends. Never did drugs.

🔮 where do you see yourself in 5 years

Hopefully employed and with enough money to fulfill my mental list.

🎁 best gift you’ve ever gotten

A wonderful package by a Redditor, which included a miniature St. Louis Arc, a cart postal, a mini St. Louis Rams helmet and a signed Kurt Warner card.

🎉 favorite holiday

Christmas, but I always liked Easter the same amount, to be honest.

💌 ever received a love letter?

No, never.

📚 a book you are currently reading

Gunslinger: The Remarkable, Improbable, Iconic Life of Brett Favre 

❤️ 5 people you love

You know who you are.

💗 sexuality

Heterosexual

✝ religion

Orthodox Christian

♌️ zodiac

Piscean.

✅ something you’ve checked off your bucket list

Going to a Depeche Mode concert. Coming soon. May 17th.

#️⃣ lucky number

Don’t have any.

🎶 top 5 favorite songs

Line in the Sand / Motorhead

Policy of Truth / Depeche Mode

Wait and Bleed / Slipknot

The Killing Moon / Echo and the Bunnymen

Hit the Floor / Linkin Park

✖️ 5 things you hate

Listed them under pet peeves, turn offs, and things that make me angry.

🕒 time you go to bed

Now it’s near midnight. One weekends, it’s 2 to 3 am.

#jesus christ Shadow #santoryu-phoenix #tagged