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Starry, Starry Night Pt 1

Happy birthday dear friend!!! @thefreakandthehair Lex you are a pillar of the fandom, an amazing writer, and just all around one of my most favorite human beings. I'm so so lucky to get to call you one of my best friends and I hope this fic puts a smile on your face!! @stevethehairington and @hbyrde36 thank you for betaing and for encouragement!!!!

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Steve was asleep at the counter. 

Again. 

Robin placed another VHS precariously on the top of the pile surrounding him, making sure to adjust it so it wouldn’t fall. A copy of Secret Admirer had toppled down half a dozen boxes when she placed it without care earlier, and Steve had almost woken up just from the sound. She had worked her way through all of the romantic comedy returns and was halfway through the horrors already, and the pile was up to Steve’s waist. 

Her working theory was that she would be able to get all the way through the action movies before Steve was completely covered in tapes. 

Part of her wanted to feel at least a little bad for fucking with him every single time he fell asleep. After all it wasn’t like Robin hadn’t fallen asleep on the job herself once or twice, and Family Video wasn’t exactly the hardest job in the world. Now that they lived in a veritable ghost town, the store was lucky to get even a handful of patrons every day. 

Apart from her own boredom, there wasn’t really any reason to mess with him or try to wake him up. 

But there lay the crux of the problem. Robin and Steve had gotten their jobs as one so they could spend time together. Not so Robin could get stuck watching her best friend drool on the counter she would inevitably be forced to clean before they closed tonight. 

So, tape fort. 

Robin’s theories were almost immediately dashed though, because just as she placed her fourth copy of Rosemary’s Baby down, Steve stretched out his arms, knocking directly into the wall in front of him and bringing that entire cluster of VHS cases down on his head. 

“Ow! What! Why?!” Steve shouted, jerking upwards, startling as the rest of the tapes surrounding him began to tumble to the floor. 

Robin snickered to herself as she watched the melee, hopping up onto the counter next to where he had been lying his head and beginning to gather up the failed remnants of her experiment. 

“Good morning Dingus,” She sang, lightly tapping him on the top of the head with Ghostbusters, “Did you have a good rest?” 

“Robin,” Steve groaned, covering his face with his hands and heaving an absolutely ginormous sigh, “Why?” 

“Hey, this is your fault,” Robin protested, putting the stack of tapes to the side and sliding to the floor to start grabbing the rest. 

“My fault?” Steve repeated, sliding his fingers away from his eyes so he could glare at her while still hiding his face. 

“This is the fifth time you’ve fallen asleep on me this week, Dingus,” Robin said, giving him a look as she waved a VHS around her head, “Look at this place. Look at how boring it is. I need enrichment, I’m like a tiger in a zoo.”

Steve lowered his hands, raising a brow and silently judging her for a second before grumbling and joining her on the ground.  

“What? Was making paper clip crowns and hiding M&Ms in my pockets not enriching enough anymore?” Steve asked rhetorically, referencing the other things she had done this week during his impromptu naps as he collected the rest of the rom-coms. 

“Nope.” She replied, popping the p as she stood, tapes in hand, “Five times, Stevifer. Five.” 

“So?”

“So, it’s only Wednesday!” Robin shouted, walking around the counter and towards the shelves, knowing Steve would be following close behind with his own stack. “Is Eddie really still that excited about getting you in his bed every night?”

“You would be the first person to know,” Steve said, wagging his eyebrows and looking far too smug for Robin’s tastes. 

That much was true. Steve told Robin everything. What he had for breakfast, any weird customers that came in while she wasn’t scheduled, the stupid things the kids said, and, to the chagrin of both Eddie and Robin, anything and everything to do with his sex life. 

And god damn it did her best friends have a lot of sex. 

“Okay, so it’s not Eddie keeping you up,” Robin said, a small pit beginning to form in her stomach. She had hoped it was just them fucking like bunnies and Steve needing to recharge during the mornings, but now she was pretty sure it was the other thing, and that was a lot worse. 

There was no quick fix for that particular problem. 

“You wanna talk about it?” Robin asked softly, turning towards her best friend and trying to be as gentle as allowed. 

“Not really,” Steve said, keeping his eyes on the shelves and avoiding her gaze.

Okay, so not gentle. Trying to get Steve to open up was a weird careful tightrope walk between being gentle enough to lower down his guard, while also being firm enough that he didn’t feel like he was being treated like a child. So far Robin was the only one who managed to succeed most of the time, but even she stumbled on occasion. 

“You know I don’t mind covering for you, but you can’t keep this up, Dingus,” Robin tried, nudging their shoulders together as she did, hoping that a little extra physical contact would open Steve up even more, “It’s not healthy, and they’re not worth it.”  

Wrong thing to say. It was like she could physically see the walls coming back up around him. 

“I’ll be fine, Robin,” Steve said, the forced nonchalance in his tone hurting her almost as much as it was definitely hurting him. 

“You’re not sleeping again,” She stated plainly, putting it out there for both of them to see. Steve flinched at her words as if she had physically struck him. 

“I’m just…still adjusting,” He tried. 

Adjusting was still figuring out how the oven worked at Eddie’s new trailer, or trying to find the best routine for sharing the bathroom in the morning. Adjusting was planning work schedules, learning how to live together, becoming used to each other's rhythms. 

Whatever was happening here wasn’t adjusting. 

“Steve, It’s been almost a month since…” Robin started, trailing off as she tried to find the right words to help him. 

Steve already had them. 

“Since what, Robin? Since my parents kicked me out?” Steve interrupted, his voice hard and angry as he forced himself to meet her eyes, as if challenging her to try and find a kinder way to say it. 

That wasn’t a challenge she was planning to take on. There was no making this better. 

“Yeah, since your parents kicked you out,” She repeated, refusing to meet his level of emotion, knowing that would only make Steve even angrier. Sure enough he pushed away from her, stalking over to the counter and furiously punching returns into the computer, a storm cloud of rage swirling around him. 

“Steve-”

“God Robin, will you just drop it?!” Steve snapped. 

Robin leaned ever so slightly back at his sudden shift and Steve let his eyes slip shut, hanging his head low and taking a slow deep breath. The anger drained from his face, leaving behind only barely there frustration, and a longing that his parents didn’t fucking deserve from a son that was far too good for them.

It wasn’t exactly a shock when Richard and Diane showed up and told their son to pack his shit and leave, but that didn’t make it any less painful for Steve. Robin had never had any faith in them, but for some reason Steve did. He expected his parents to love him just as much as he loved them, and he had deluded himself into thinking that they had only ever done the things they did to try and make him better. 

Letting go of that couldn’t be easy, but it was also one of the few things about Steve that Robin felt she would probably never fully understand. 

“Please.” Steve whispered, Robin’s heart breaking at the pain in his voice, “I just don’t wanna talk about it, Bobbin.” 

Rather than answering she rounded the counter, pressing her body into his side and leaning her head against his shoulder. Steve adjusted to fit her automatically, two becoming one as she let Steve breathe into the pain instead of ignore it. 

“Were you at least having a good dream?” Robin asked, her voice slightly muffled by the soft sweater Steve was wearing, wishing she had a way to help him. 

“Oh yeah, it was great,” He said with a soft laugh, “I was lying back on a mountain of pillows while Eddie was using his massive thick-”

“Finish that sentence and I’ll be forced to smother you next time you fall asleep at work,” Robin groaned, sticking her tongue out and gagging as she pushed Steve away from her. She hammed it up for extra effect, but she couldn’t hide the smile on her lips as she listened to Steve’s laughter. 

He hadn’t laughed as much in the last few weeks, and Robin hadn’t realized how much she missed the sound. It reminded her of everything good, all the stuff they hadn’t really been able to do since he moved in with Eddie. Burning breakfast together, dancing around the house in their socks, even trying to muffle their giggles in her bed so they wouldn’t wake her parents, looking through the skylight that was above her bed at the stars…

Huh. Maybe she did have an idea of how to help. 

“Now that you’re awake, I’m going to take my break,” Robin said in a faux casual tone, stretching and trying to hide the Cheshire cat grin overtaking her face. 

“You built a tape fort around me because you were annoyed I fell asleep and you were alone, so the first thing you do when I wake up is go hide in the back alone?” Steve complained, turning back to the computer and restarting the returns he had begun. 

“Love you too,” Robin said, pecking his cheek as she practically skipped towards the breakroom. She closed and locked the door, pressing her ear to it for a second just to make sure Steve wasn’t eavesdropping before almost bolting over to the phone in the corner, punching in the number for the Thatcher’s Tires and bouncing in place as she listened to the dial tone. 

This was a great idea. One of her best. 

“Hey Pete, it’s Robin. Can you put Eddie on the phone?”

Part two is coming tomorrow!! If you want to be tagged say it in a reblog!!

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Masterlist

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Preacher’s Daughter ** , Part II ** 🎄- Y/N is the preacher’s daughter and Harry isn’t exactly an angel.

Be My Mistake ** ^, Part II ^ - Y/N is the other woman & Harry lets her take all the blame.

The MET ** - Harry wants Y/N to know just how much she means to him.

CEO Harry ^** - Harry hires Y/N and as it turns out, she's everything he's ever wanted.

Guardian Angel**^ - Y/N is Harry’s guardian angel.

Roomies^** - When Harry’s living arrangement falls through Y/N lets him live with her...she’s kinda growing tired of him. But the more they get to know each other the more she wants him to stay around.

Golden Trunks** - “So in response to what you whispered in my ear, I’ll be upfront. Sometimes, I fantasize about you too.” Inspired by Golden Trunks by Arctic Monkeys

The Calm Story - Harry’s colab with Calm elicits an unexpected reaction from his friend, Y/N.

A Keeper** - Y/N and Harry are seeing each other for the first time since the pandemic and he has a full-grown mustache.

Falling ^ - Harry falls in love with someone else and leaves  Y/N.

No Coincidence** - Y/N & Harry happen to vacation in Italy at the same time and it seems that one way or another, their paths were meant to cross.

Eros!Harry - A cute and fluffy oneshot about Eros (cupid) falling in love with a human girl.  BLURB** for Harryween 2020

Strawberry Fields Forever** - In which Harry’s had a BAD day and ends up where he feels the happiest, which is at his best friend’s house (Non-famous AU).

Sometime Around Midnight^ , Part II ^**- Harry & Y/N have been broken up and run into each other at a bar. Y/N seems to be over it, but truthfully, Harry is more in love with her now.

A Perfect Christmas 🎄- Harry and Y/N are coworkers and he can’t go home for the holidays. Y/N’s family believes she is dating someone, so she hesitantly invites Harry to spend the next few days with her family. + A Perfect Start** 🪩

Overheard** - Y/N & Harry are friends and there’s always been some tension.+ Happy Birthday** - Y/N wants to wish Harry a happy birthday

Come So Far^ - Y/N and Harry try to piece their lives together after he cheats on her.

Flash Warning**- Y/N sees a trend on TikTok and needs to try it on Harry.

Knowing Me, Knowing You^ - Where Y/N realizes that she needs to make a tough decision.

Don’t Forget ^** - Y/N is dealing with the stresses of life all while trying to navigate past her break up with Harry. However, after a drunken night out she finds herself in front of Harry’s home.

Twin Souls^ - (TW: some physical abuse) A period piece. Harry has just sailed back to England from America and Y/N has just returned from university, both just in time for the debutante season. Where this time around, they were expected to find their lifelong partner. Part 2^** (TW: some physical abuse) 

The Electric Ballroom** - Seeing Harry rapping with Stormzy does things to Y/N. 🫶

Someone Else^ - Y/N moves on and Harry isn’t taking it all that well.

Baby Fever** - The one where Harry has baby fever and he can’t wait to start a family with Y/N.

Starry-eyed ** - Harry & Y/N are friends with benefits and he’s been thinking about going down on her all day.

Boyfriends** - Harry & Y/N grew up together and he's always had to watch her love and get hurt from the sidelines.

The Nearness of You - A short fluffy pice that was an anon request inspired by the DWD trailer back in May.

Keep Driving , Part II^** + this blurb^ -  Harry & Y/N meet on the celebrity dating app Raya in the middle of the pandemic and start getting to know each other better.

Wasted Time^ - Harry has a girlfriend after telling Y/N he's not ready for a relationship.

Night XV - After 15 consecutive shows at MSG Harry's girlfriend tells him how proud of him she is. 🫶

Friends Share** , Part 2 ^** - Harry & Y/N have been practically perfect roommates for several years but the appearance of a hot new neighbor creates an unexpected shift in their relationship.

Just A Taste** - A Harryween one shot about an unlucky man and an unfortunate curse. 🎃

Halftime** - Y/N is very horny for her Harry, but Harry is really wrapped up in the Brazil vs. South Korea match. 🫶

My Superstar, fuss-pot - Harry get's a little cold after deciding to sing in the rain and Y/N is taking care of him and his medicine makes him drowsy and he just starts confessing too many lovey-dovey things. 🫶

The First Time** - A soft and sweet one where Y/N asks Harry to be her first (requested)

Birthday Kiss - Y/N and Harry are friends who finally get to see each other at one of his birthday shows and as much as they like each other, they're both terrified of making the first move. 🫶

No Kids** - After their second baby comes Harry & Y/N have been so busy that they've had a 6 month dry spell and Harry's looking to fix that. ASAP.

The Divine Feminine** - Amidst his sadness after his wife leaves the Underworld, Hades (Harry) encounters a human woman who brings him to his knees.

A Good Fit** - Harry is best friend's with Y/N's older brother and she comes over because her BF cheated on her he ends up helping her out in an unexpected way (or just an excuse to write smut).

Champion of the World **^ - Part 2 of this blurb. Or Harry is producing Y/N's album's band and they initially don't get along and what happens with them after he realizes he likes her.

LVRS Club** - Y/N is going through a rough patch in life and her friends drag her to a sex club to shock her out of her rut. Her night takes a very unexpected turn when Harry Styles approaches her.

Make It Better** - Harry is Y/N's professor and he really, really needs his best girl after the long and bad day he's had.

Wake n' Bake** - Y/N decides to give "wake n' bake" a try only to get all riled up. So she goes and finds her man to take care of it for her.

A Surprise^** - While Harry and Y/N are broken up she ends up dating a man who is not what she thought he was. His irrational behavior ends up bringing her and Harry back together. Things are going well until they receive a big surprise - Y/N is pregnant.

The Divorce - After several years of marriage and two children Y/N’s worried that Harry’s not been himself. Then, Y/N sees something she clearly wasn’t supposed to.

One Week - Harry & Y/N  are exes who haven’t seen each other or spoken in years. Now, they both happen to go on a weeklong holiday for Nick’s birthday.

Fine Line - Harry and Y/N are best friends who are in love with each other. When they discover each other’s feelings will it be too late? 🦃🎄 🪩

Wolves - Harry is a werewolf and Y/N seems to be an inconvenience he can’t get rid of.

Threat of Joy - Harry has a big crush on the hair & makeup girl from the Don’t Worry Darling set. The only problem is that she has a boyfriend.

Roxy's Record Store - Harry and Y/N don’t get along despite their tight knit friend group. Amidst the fights and make-ups some lines get blurred and they just need to figure out what they want and where they stand. 🦃🎄🪩

Unavailable** , Part II^ , Part III** - Y/N has a very specific preference for unavailable/inappropriate people and Harry is her therapist who is supposed to help her work through this.

The Assistant - Y/N gets hired as Harry’s assistant and as much as they don’t want to be some romance novel trope, it’s kind of hard to not fall for each other when they just get along so well. 🦃🎄

With Discretion - Y/N discovers that her husband of 7 years, Caleb is cheating on her. One night out with her friends leads to an affair of her own but with Caleb's boss, Mr. Styles, and they promise to never do it again...but some promises are just meant to be broken.

A Twist of Fate - Harry and Y/N are exes who unexpectedly run into each other. And while they have both moved on, being with each other unearths the feelings they had buried for each other when they had to end their relationship. So they make a promise to do something about the next time they run into each other if they're both single.

Meet Me in the Hallway (complete)- Lucy and Harry are soulmates, but something seems to always be in the way. However, they’re both willing to wait for each other and they’re both willing to make it better.

Compromised (complete)- Harry is involved in a branch of the European mafia called the B.F. Clan. Y/N is an American spy who has been trying to dismantle them for years. Her objective now, get close to Harry and burn it all through him.

Young American (complete) - Y/N get’s offered the opportunity of a lifetime, an apprenticeship at English Graffiti, world renowned tattoo artist, Eddie Chan’s first American shop. However, an unnerving rivalry brews between her and one of Eddie’s old apprentices and best artists, Harry Styles. 🎃

(Ongoing) Wonderful World - Harry is a psychiatrist who starts to see a young girl named Celeste. As time goes on he starts to find himself developing feelings for Celeste's mother, Diana. Despite his many accomplishments, once they come into his life he realizes that his life is a bit empty. But there is no way he can pursue the woman he wants, it's unethical and it could put his entire career in jeopardy.

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[regressionschool]

Starry sat in her room, her diaper crinkling softly as she pondered the approaching birthday of her Daddy. Her heart swelled with love and gratitude for all he had done for her since she embraced this regressed lifestyle. But now, with the special day just around the corner, she found herself in a bit of a conundrum. As a regressed girl, she didn't have money or the means to go out and buy a gift. Her world revolved around simpler pleasures, like the comfort of her diapers and the nurturing care of Daddy. She couldn't gift him with material possessions, but she was determined to show her love in a meaningful way.

With a determined gleam in her eyes, Starry decided to offer the most precious gift she could give: herself. Stripping down to her pink diaper, she carefully tied a delicate pink ribbon around her chest. Starry took a deep breath, her heart fluttering with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She hoped, that this unconventional gift would convey her love in a way that words or objects never could..

Daddy stood in the doorway, his eyes widening in surprise and delight as he took in the sight of Starry, clad in her pink diaper and the delicate bow around her chest. She sat on the floor, her eyes sparkling with excitement, eagerly awaiting his arrival. Unable to contain her joy, Starry's face lit up as soon as she saw Daddy. With a gleeful squeal, she launched herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. "Daddy, Daddy! Happy birthday!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine happiness.

Daddy's heart swelled with warmth as he returned her hug, his love for her overflowing. He held her close, cupping her diapered behind with both hands. "Thank you, my sweet Starry," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. Starry pulled back slightly, looking up at Daddy with bright eyes. "I have a special gift for you, Daddy!" she announced, her face beaming. “Me!”

Daddy's heart swelled with emotion as he looked at Starry, dressed in her pink diaper with the delicate ribbon around her chest. "Oh, my sweet Starry," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth. "This is the most perfect gift you could ever give me.” He hugged her tightly, savoring the moment and imprinting it on his heart. Then, with a soft smile, he gently lifted her into his arms and stood up. "Let's go to the grown-up bedroom, my love. It's time to unwrap this special gift together."

featuring baby-starry

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Masterlist 3!

Here’s the third masterlist for all of my works! If you want to check out more of my work, here’s the links for masterlist one and masterlist two Imagines marked * are smutty imagines! Imagines marked ` are requests! Imagines marked ⭐ are personal favorites!

IMAGINES

STRANGER THINGS small ~ jim hopper` dance with me ~ eddie munson ⭐ starry night ~ steve harrington* (part five) ⭐ at the hip ~ steve harrington` ⭐ triple date ~ steve harrington (part six) ⭐ the freak ~ steve harrington (part seven) ⭐ oblivious ~ eddie munson ⭐

SUPERNATURAL strange human feelings ~ castiel` cleaning ~ dean winchester`

HANNIBAL into fiction` sob story ~ hannibal lecter

THE BOYS obsession ~ billy butcher ⭐ herogasm ~ soldier boy* ⭐ alone on christmas ~ billy butcher

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY life father ~ diego hargreeves` rescue mission ~ klaus hargreeves’ ⭐

THE LAST OF US (HBO) friendly neighbors ~ joel miller ⭐

BARRY attraction ~ barry berkman`

AMERICAN HORROR STORY late night sins ~ xavier plympton (1984)*`

VICTORIOUS lost dog ~ tori vega`

HEMLOCK GROVE i don’t ever wanna see you with him ~ roman godfrey ⭐

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES roses are red ~ damon salvatore` ⭐

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH captive ~ blackbeard/ed teach ⭐

FUTURE MAN winner ~ josh futturman* ⭐

THE GENTLEMEN the assistant ~ raymond smith ⭐

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN spirit of nature ~ jack sparrow`

THE MAZE RUNNER i’ll keep you safe ~ newt`

MARVEL how things are now ~ marc spector and steven grant` ⭐ kneel ~ loki* the most wonderful time ~ bucky barnes

1917 early morning ~ will schofield*`

THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT happy birthday ~ javi gutierrez ⭐

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S i need someone older ~ william afton ⭐

SALTBURN new toy ~ felix catton ⭐

THE SANTA CLAUSE santa’s sister-in-law ~ bernard the elf

8 MILE one of the guys ~ jimmy smith jr ⭐

PETE DAVIDSON your gift` favoritism`

HARRY STYLES the perfect tree a star in the making`

MACHINE GUN KELLY baby mama` ⭐ my queen*` getting your attention*` all the mistakes` not what it looks like`

EMINEM may the best artist win*` too close for comfort` ⭐ when it’s wrong but it feels right` in the dressing room*` he’s acting different` we have to stop meeting like this` every inch*` let’s surprise the world`

GOODGUYFITZ wake up call*`

CORPSE HUSBAND letting go` they forgot` ⭐

ASHTON IRWIN home life`

CONAN GRAY pushing`

MATTHEW LILLARD accidental drunk confessions`

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE feeling good*`

ALEX TURNER more than a song*` ⭐

BO BURNHAM can’t handle this right now ⭐ look at me*`

KRISTEN STEWART special customer`

TARON EGERTON he already has my approval ⭐

ROBERT PATTINSON my favorite superhero

GERARD WAY good girl*`

GWILYM LEE history repeats itself`

RYAN GOSLING play date`

JOSEPH QUINN bad idea, right? ⭐

RANBOO fluffy haired gamer boy`

JACOB ELORDI height advantage`

SHIPS

family reunion ~ hermione granger x draco malfoy`

HEADCANONS

showing pedro pascal fan edits ⭐

NSFW ALPHABET

rook (jp capellette)*` eddie munson* ⭐ billy butcher* ⭐

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[justmochi]

from yours, with love

pairing :: eden x seokmin

word count :: 2.2k

synopsis :: the couple exchange birthday gifts.

time :: february 15, 2024

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He plops his bottom down in the sand, spreading his legs and opening his arms for her. He grabbed her cup of hot chocolate while she dropped to her knees and used her hands to brace herself. She crawled, sitting down between his legs and falling back against him. She took back her cup as he wrapped his arms around her, swaying them from side to side while exchanging giggles.

They had arrived just on time for the sun to begin setting. The drone show would begin soon, and they would have a perfect view of the entire thing.

He let go of her with one arm, pulling his scarf out from under his coat and unraveling the tie. He tried to squish them together as tight as he could, flipping the scarf over her. He crossed one side over the other, making a scarf for both of them.

“Warm enough?” He kissed the side of her head that was covered by her beanie. Then he rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Yes, love. I don’t even feel that cold.” She threw her head back in an attempt to show him some affection from the absence of her hands. “You?”

“My butt’s cold.”

Eden snorted and he could feel her entire body shake as she laughed. “You know what the cure for a cold butt is?”

He read her mind completely. “A hot bubble bath?”

“Absolutely.” She clicked her tongue, biting her lip because he knew her so well. “What was your favorite part from today?”

“You.” He said with no hesitation.

“Other than me.”

“That chocolate cake was really good, I liked that.”

She chuckled, nodding along with him. “Yeah, that cake was really good.” Eden pressed her lips to the cup, slowly sipping to make sure she didn’t burn her tongue. The hot chocolate was at the perfect temperature and was so rich. “Mmm, try it.”

She directed the cup towards him, watching him blow into the little opening on the lid before sipping. He enjoyed it as well, humming in delight.

Seokmin handed it back to her and she took another sip before pressing it down in the sand, making sure it didn’t fall over.

She craned her neck upwards, kissing him on the jaw. Then she started digging through her bag to find his birthday present. She had already given him his valentines gift last night so the anticipation for this was eating away at her.

Except she couldn’t find the little cassette player she purchased for the special occasion. She must have forgotten to get it out of her luggage. She sighed, pressing her palm to her forehead.

“What’s wrong?” He brushed her hair behind her ear, pressing his lips to it.

“Well, I was gonna give you your birthday present but I forgot another part of it at the bnb.” Her shoulders slumped, wanting to hit herself on the head. But she was too antsy to just wait to give it to him when she had all the parts together. So this would have to do.

Eden distanced herself from him, the scarf coming undone and scooting around on her tush to get a better look at him. She pulled the wrapped present from her bag. It was red with white ribbon wrapped around it, the words ‘From yours, with love’ written in cursive in a black sharpie.

“Happy birthday, my love.” She held it out for him with both of her hands, the corners of her lips twitching to hide her smile.

His eyes lit up with wonder, holding the starry night sky in them. It was tiny but he knew without a doubt that it was one of a kind, so he had to handle it with care. He took it like he was holding a baby puppy, causing her to laugh.

“Open it, then I’ll tell you what I forgot.” Her anxiety increased so she readjusted and chose to sit on her legs.

Seokmin untied the shiny white ribbon, carefully pulling off the pieces of tape he found so he could save the wrapping paper. Anything she touched or wrote on was precious to him.

He stared down at the cassette tape, the word ‘Always’ in Eden’s cursive written on the middle of it where the label was.

His smile was already so wide, as it always is. He traced his fingers over the wheels and notches, looking up at her and waiting.

She folded her hands together, struggling to find words to explain herself. “So I… I had bought a cassette tape for it but I left it in my luggage at the house so you’ll have to wait to listen to it. Sorry.”

Seokmin leaned forward, pecking her on the lips as he beamed down at her gift.

“It’s over an hour long of songs I’ve written, demos I’ve recorded on my audio app, some melodie’s that come to me, random words and poems I’ve written. All that I’ve done while thinking of you, writing about you and for you.”

Eden watches as he clutches his heart, his eyes wide and his mouth wide open. “E…”

“You’re my biggest inspiration, and now that I finally have the freedom to do what I want, I thought you should be the one that hears it first, in its purest form.” She looks at the tape in his hands. “I used the guitar you got me in some of them, and I still only know the basic chords so it’s not much but–“

“I love it, Eden.” Seokmin sounds unsteady, so Eden’s gaze shoots straight up to his face and his eyes are glassy. “Seriously, it’s perfect.”

She pushes her bottom lip out in a pout, reaching her hand out and wiping away his tears before they can fall down his face. “But you haven’t listened to it yet.”

“It doesn’t matter.” He takes her hand, keeping it cupped to his cheek. “Anything written by you is perfect. Your voice is such a treasure. Anything created by you is beautiful and precious.”

She tilts her head, her pout intensifying as she steps over to him on her knees, kissing him. Seokmin holds the tape close to him, his lips moving along with hers. She pulls away, her thumb swiping over his mole as she smiles, trying to keep her own tears at bay.

“I’m glad I can finally share some with you. Just know that there’s plenty more and this isn’t even a fraction of it.” She scans his face, grinning at him. “Because I love you so much.”

“I love you. I can’t wait to listen to this.” He turns his head to kiss the inside of her wrist.

Eden nods. “Okay, but don’t listen to it in front of me.”

“Why not?” He whines, pouting and slouching his shoulders.

“I just…it makes me feel vulnerable.”

“You know I love everything you have a hand in making. But if it’ll ease your mind, I’ll just wait til you fall asleep.” He smirked, sticking out his tongue. She covers her face with her hands, shaking her head as he laughs.

“Fine.” She falls back to sit on her legs, resting her hand on his knee.

He stores the tape, along with the wrapping paper in his cross bag, seeing his own birthday present for her.

“I also have your birthday present right here,” He dug into a pocket in the inside of his bag, revealing a box.

“Seok, you can’t keep getting me jewelry.” She tilts her head with a pout, her eyes softening.

He took her comment into consideration, knowing he would not listen whatsoever.

“At this rate, you’ll be buying wedding bands next year.” She joked.

“Is that something you’re hoping for next year?” He joked right back.

“No, no, no! Of course, I hope for it. But not next year… whenever we’re both ready and have discussed settling down.” She stumbled over her words, panicking. She didn’t want to make him feel rushed, knowing how dedicated he was to his members. She wasn’t quite sure if she was ready yet either.

“Don’t worry, it’s not jewelry.” He smirked, leaning forward to give her a peck. “It’s even better.”

She widened her eyes. “Better than jewelry?” She couldn’t imagine anything better than jewelry in the tiny little box he was holding. Nothing else came to her mind of what it could be.

He tilted his head with a grin.

“Let’s see it.” She smiled, scooting to sit beside him with her bottom flat on the sand. She leaned her weight on one hand, watching his face.

“The second we left last year, I was already thinking about what to get you this year,” Seokmin rotated the box in his palm, growing nervous. “It’s pretty hard to top promise rings.” He stuck up his ring finger, making her chuckle.

“Very hard.” She stuck hers up as well, interlocking their fingers together.

“And you’re probably right, we would be writing out our vows earlier than expected if we kept up our gifts each year.”

Eden grew more antsy as he continued on, having trouble imagining what could possibly be sitting in the box.

He gently grabbed her hand, placing the velvety box on her palm and leaving her to it. She looked down, then back up at him.

“Go ahead.” He pushed her hair behind her shoulder, leaning in to press his warm lips below her ear.

She wasn’t sure if she could actually open it herself with how her hands were shaking. With his eyes on her and her heart close to beating out of her chest, she got over herself and opened the box.

Much like the box last year, a light shone onto the silver brass key. A key.

Her mind went into overdrive, thinking of everything but the actual thing the key was made for.

“You didn’t…fish our love lock out of the river, did you?” Eden turned her head to him slowly, her eyes bulging.

“No, baby! No, of course not!” He wrapped his arms around her. “Our key and the lock still remain in that river in Paris. They’ll always be in that river. They’re never going anywhere. I promise.”

“Okay, okay.” She pressed her free hand to her chest, feeling her cheeks heat up from embarrassment. It was an irrational fear of hers. “Where does the key go?

He smiled, letting out a tiny snort before reaching up and kissing her temple. He picks the key out of the luxurious box and runs his fingers along the engravings.

“You remember the loft we looked at a few months ago? The one with a full kitchen, and the bathtub with the glass roof? You loved it.”

The moment he says the word ‘apartment’ everything snaps into place. She whips her head to him, her jaw hanging open. “Seokmin.”

“This is the key—though we probably won’t use it much because there’s a keypad and whatnot. But just in case we get locked out, we have it.” He hands the key to her.

“You’re saying…” She looks at it in disbelief. Tears begin to well up in her eyes.

“It's been waiting for us for a couple weeks now.”  He rests his chin on her shoulder, smiling.

“It’s ours?” Her vision blurs through the tears, but she can still see the nod of his head.

“It’s ours.”

Eden lets out a cry, smiling and looking up toward the sky, letting the tears make their way down her cheek and neck. Even as she cries, her feelings are only that of happiness. She is happy. Elated. She launches herself at him, going down with him against the sand as she hugs him. He was unexpecting, laughing as he wraps one arm around her waist.

“I don’t know what to say!” She squeals into his neck, using her hands to lift herself off of him. She hovers over him. “It’s really ours?”

“Yes!”

She starts to attack him with kisses. Several on his forehead, many across both of his cheeks, his nose and eyelids, leaving pecks on top of his lips. He giggles, taking it all in stride. “I’m so happy, Seok. This is perfect. Thank you.”

“I told you, anything you want, I’ll make it happen for you.” He strokes her cheek. “You, me, and our home.”

The word ‘home’ floats on the tip of her tongue, staring down into his eyes with adoration. “Have you been staying there by yourself?”

“I move in some of my things when I have the time, but I’m not gonna stay or sleep there until you’re with me.”

She pouts, feeling her heart ache. “Awe, sweetie.” She caresses his cheek with her hand, her thumb holding the key in place on her palm. “Can we go see it when we get back?”

“Of course.” He stretches his neck up to kiss her.

Eden giggled again, kissing him back and a few more times for good measure. “I love you! I love it.” She raises her hand, holding the key between her fingers and eyeing it. “I love this.” She presses the key to her lips before leaning down and kissing him once more. Harder and Deeper.

“I love you, and I am ready to make a home of our own.”

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LOKI's POV Part I

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Warnings: Loki's side through the lens

Word Count: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @tarithenurse.

MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)

The familiar wall of the 'BTS room' came up on the camera with the lone empty chair in the front. There was a slight movement behind the screen before the frame took in the face of Javier. His usually beautiful blue eyes seemed to lose some sleep while his olive skin looked flawless. Running his hand through the brown curls over his head, he sat down on the chair and took in a deep breath for the camera. "Hi there! I am Javier," he signed with a tired smile on his face. "As you may already know, I am one of the people behind the cameras here in the Avengers facility." He wanted to continue signing but a thought made him pause. His features were lost in some invisible maze for a moment before he came back. "A lot has changed here," he slowly began again, "and things are not how they usually were. So…" his long fingers hung in the air for two seconds before coming back. "I compiled some of the footage that I was strictly told not to let out. Well, more of a threat to not let these out. But I don't care anymore." Javier shrugs and gives a faint smile. "I'd rather have this come out than-" he paused, bringing his hands together to intertwine his fingers. He eventually sighed and rubbed his palms on his face before getting up and coming closer to the camera and clicking something to make everything go dark.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

A footage comes up, of the very first day when everyone is busy chatting, properly introducing themselves despite having met on the battlefield before. You are there too, a little reserved but never without a smile for anyone who comes up to talk to you. But the camera is focused behind all this lively chaos at the lone figure by the fridge. Loki. A glass of wine in one hand, he is observing minutely every little thing happening across the room. More so, he is observing your interactions with everyone and how you come back to cuddle with the little stray pup every time you get some alone time. Loki is practically leaning on the countertop next to the fridge all the while slightly amused by how you always come back to drown your hands in the lush fur of the baby. .

It is the next day and the 'happy to help' coming out of you has shut some part of Loki down. The camera is still zooming into his face as he is suddenly lost in some calculations thrown by your sunshine of a smile- while the world is moving past him but he just standing there by the kitchen island with his arms across his chest and a big furrow of his brows. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

At Bruce's lab, the camera records his starry eyes as he explains to you how the universe works and you are hung up on every word of his. And once he leaves the lab, for a breather, the camera follows him."No one's looked at me like that," Loki is speaking more to himself than to the camera. Once he realises that, he looks at the camera with a straight back and a puff of air blowing out through his mocked laugh. "What is wrong with this human?" he casually points at the lab before getting his eyes stuck on you through the glass partition. Again. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

In the night, the camera seems to be out on the balcony, right outside Loki's room. Zooming in, you can be seen standing outside Loki's door with Thor before you walk away with a smile and Loki slams the door in his brother's face. Turning around, Loki walks towards his bed and the camera pans in to show him carrying a plate with a freshly baked lava cake. The God jumps onto his bed and lies on his stomach, keeping the plate in front of him as he digs into the lava and lets his mouth savour it with the biggest smile on his face. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The CCTV catches you falling asleep on Loki's shoulder as he reads you the lore in the library, making Loki pause and look into some invisible void in front of him. "As much as I don't want to-" he brings his hand to brush your stray strands away from your face and lock his fingers under your cheek resting on his shoulder- "but you might have to hear an earful from Barton if I do not move you away from me." He gently brings your face to rest on the sofa's headrest instead, and barely a second later, Clint barges in, waking you up and forcing Loki to lock eyes with the one camera that followed the hawkeye in. The God just gives it one tired look. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The camera is panned in onto the large glass of orange juice Loki is pouring for himself. "Why should I be bothered by how she feels? She would have eventually found out one day that she was adopted." He brings the glass to his lips to sip it like tea. .

The God is lifting weights in the training room without much difficulty. He is more focused on something else. "Do you think she got hurt because of me telling her she's adopted?" He squats and comes back up in the camera's frame. "Because it's not great news to be told, from personal experience." He squats again and the camera can see the door open and a figure entering the room. Loki comes back up. "But that should only be a sad thing if her adoptive parents are not good parents." He thinks out loud and squats again. The camera focuses on the figure still standing at the doorway. It is Sam standing there in mild shock. "Is this dude deadlifting Seventeen hundred pounds like it's nothing?" the man exclaims to the room. .

"So what if her parents are not good enough," Loki huffs to no one in particular. The camera pans out to show the rooftop garden having the most luscious-looking fake green grass but a one hundred per cent real vertical garden. Loki sits in the middle on a lounge chair as he sips a screwdriver and puts his sunglasses on while he basks in the bright sun. "Everyone has screwed up parents," he is finally talking to the camera, "the world is not always soft and warm. She should grow up. And we all know what does not kill you makes you stronger." He nods at himself in satisfaction and goes back to sipping his drink. .

"I did get stronger. But at what cost?" It is night-time and Loki lies on the rooftop, higher than that garden. The camera seems to be sitting next to his lost figure; the figure that is staring at the starry sky, swimming in them for some answers. "Not to mention I did almost die," he whispers. "And I cried every night when I survived that wormhole, wondering what I had done wrong to make my biological parents hate me and my adoptive parents loathe me." There is a moment of silence in which the camera zooms in to show the glistening eyes of the God as he does not take away his gaze from the view of the universe above him. "Do you think she feels that way too?" he whispers. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

At the Pepperoni wedding, Javi's camera is constantly pointed at Loki and you, and usually, you both are near each other. Often When Pepperoni finally kiss, the camera is fast to turn and find you in the hooting crowd, smiling with tears welling in your eyes and no one but the God looking at you with just a spec of longing in his eyes. And Peter and Scott look at Loki, hooting and clapping- sometimes smacking each other in the chest in excitement- with heart eyes. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The single cement block in front of the tavern holds Javi's camera when the frame records Venom devouring one of the perverts. "Javier!" a voice comes from behind the camera, making the device shake as if startled. Loki's face comes into view with quite the lines of worry running down his forehead. "I told you to call me as soon as you found Y/N! Where is-" He hasn't even finished the sentence when he hears your scream coming from the van in the parking lot. His head whips in that direction and his eyes turn dark. Within a snap, he is right next to the van, in between you and the lowlife thug. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The camera is recording a familiar figure sitting by the kitchenette counter looking down on the drawing of a chibi Loki on a napkin. With a sigh, the figure puts the napkin back on the counter and stands up. "All right, magic Mike, you can send me back on my honeymoon now," he announces before a sparkling circle opens to a beach and our man walks away. A few seconds later, the elevator dings open and the camera zooms in on the figure of Loki still in his formal attire- though a little crumpled- walking in. He is heading for the dorms when his eyes land on the counter. Taking a few careful steps, he tilts his head at the site of the drawing on the napkin. He stands there for two minutes, staring at the little version of himself, quietly breathing, never moving. Finally, he picks up the napkin and takes it to his room. .

The next morning, the camera is up early and recording outside Loki's room. One can hear the shower running when the frame quickly records a once-over of the beautiful room before finally landing on what it is looking for. Right next to the open window, on the study table, in between the fluttering pages of the justifiably bulky epic Mahabharata is a carefully laminated napkin of a chibi Loki being used as a bookmark. Javi records the bookmark in the frame at an aesthetically pleasing angle, taking him and a half minutes. Once satisfied, the camera is zoomed out to take in Loki's daunting figure standing next to the study table with eyes that spell murder. The camera nearly falls from the boy's hands but Loki does not flinch. He stands there, his arm resting on the French window while he looks down at the camera. "You tell anyone about this, your little cameras won't be the only ones I shut down permanently."

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The camera records you walking across your college campus with an unusual- but convincingly threatening- gait. Once you turn the corner to the desolated parking lot in front of the swimming pool, a shimmering wave of golden light changes you into Loki. "Men are disgusting," the God announces with such force as if he had been holding it in for a long time. He turns to the camera. "Javier, you are assigned to follow Y/N around campus, right? You make sure that worm David stays away from her. He does not seem to have good intentions for her." The furrow in his brow is a serious one. "And if he does try to do something that, let's just say you would not do to Y/N, you contact me. Do you understand, Javier?" The camera keeps panning on Loki while the God is lost in a two-second thought before looking at the lens with judgement in his eyes. "Did you hear what I said? Then repeat it to me."

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The camera sits right in front of the television screen in the lounge to capture you, Loki, Clint and Cassie in a serious game of Uno. "Uno," you declare, keeping down a Draw 4 card, "colour Blue." Loki gasps dramatically, bringing his hand to his chest. "How could you Y/N?!" Clint chuckles. "She got you good, Lolo." "How could you-" Loki draws a card from his pile and puts his Draw 4 on top of your card- "do this to Cassie?!!" You roar and Cassie groans, the little girl almost falling back on the floor. "Noooooo," she announces from behind her cards as she gently draws one from her pile and puts another Draw 4 in the arena, "how could she do this to Clint?!!!" Clint is simply blinking at the Draw 4s while the camera takes the liberty to pan in on the twelve cards he's already holding. "No, this can't be right. You cannot Draw 4 on another Draw 4!!!" Cassie giggles at the defeated expressions of Clint, Loki simply shrugs his shoulders for following the rules made by them girls and you guffaw in unadulterated elation, your happiness throwing you off balance into Loki's arm. There is a split second of eye contact, made by Loki with the camera before he regains his composure like a professional and sits there similar to a statue while your laughter has stopped making a continuous sound and is now just little breaks of a tiny engine of a toy train. Clint is throwing a fit. And your laughter is throwing you back till the arm you have fallen on grabs your back to support that unhinged cackle. No one notices the God's ears turn red when your hand smacks itself on his thigh for the overflowing hilarity. No one but the zoomed-in camera.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The lounge is empty thanks to everyone being out on a mission and with no one but Loki in the facility. Of course, the security team is doing their jobs in some security room but we do not care about that. Loki is sprawled on the sofa, his long stature barely fitting the already huge velvet seating setting. A camera is recording from behind the kitchenette island, panning in slowly to see what Loki is tapping on his phone’s screen. On zooming in further, the camera can finally read the name on top of the chat. V. Loki: How is Greece? V: It’s cool! Lots of white stones, lot of ocean, lots of beautiful babes… Loki: Sounds fun. V: But they don’t have jet sprays and their toilet pipes are too thin for toilet paper business. Major L Loki: …okay. Loki: I have a question for you… V: Shoot. Loki: Does your sister like precious stones? V: You can easily distract her with a colourful pebble bro Loki: …typing V: Or some food Loki: …stops typing V: I can list her favs if you want for $200. Loki: $50

V: Deal

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The holographic clock on the wall shows three past twelve on the lounge wall when the camera swerves to the figure of Loki carefully entering the space from the dorms. The camera then turns away and focuses on the light snores coming out of you as you lay haphazardly on the sofa with the TV still running. The God plants himself on the floor next to your face as he whispers a spell into his right palm before putting the hand over your head. The lens records specs of gold originating from his hand to glitter and land onto your hair before seemingly dissolving inside the parts of your head he touched. Loki knowingly smirks at the camera. "My work here is done," he says to the zoomed-in frame as he gets up. The camera catches the shift of your body. Your hand grabs his arm to let your cheek rest onto his palm as you let that side of your face turn towards the sofa. Fear. Loki's eyes show fear for the first time. "Ahh," you whisper, a smile growing on your lips covered in drool, "so cold." The camera shifts between your sleeping figure and Loki's distressed brows as he tries to get his hand out from under your face. “No, Chichi,” you moan in your sleep, making the God pause, “that’s my blanket. Don’t take it away from me.” A deep sigh leaves Loki's lungs as he crosses his legs and sits next to you. Apparently, so does the camera. No matter how often he tries, your grip on his arm strengthens. And so, two hours pass for the God sitting there, given up now as he plays with baby hair strands on your forehead- his sulky face concentrated on turning them into the tiniest pigtails. The camera is already panned in on his face, his smaragdine eyes having a dim glow in the night as he studies your face. Lazily, his eyes move from your brows to your nose, then to your lips. Loki does not realise he has tilted his head, resting it on the little space on the sofa, facing you. The fingers from his free hand are running over the fine lines, the pores, the natural moles over your face, either counting them or giving them a boop. His eyes are locked in on your lips when they part to breathe and his fingers in close proximity of them, having paused just before coming in contact with your lips. His pupils have gone wide, wider than they usually do. His visible ear is turning red. Maybe he realises it too. Because within the next ten seconds, he whips his hand out from under your face and crawls a step back on the floor. His bewildered eyes are looking at you while his mouth is agape with some newfound surprise. Gathering himself- barely- he gets up and furiously walks back into his room. The same camera runs out onto the balcony and past the other rooms to halt outside Loki's French windows. The God has closed the door to have his back stuck to it as he slowly falls down onto the ground with his hands on his mouth in some silent prayer. The camera is zoomed in- enough to have a close look at Loki's face again. "This cannot be happening." the mic on Loki is still on. "How can you even think of her that way, Loki." And apparently, he is speaking to himself. "How can you think of-" he stops mid-sentence as his gaze returns from the infinite void to something closer. The camera pans out of the beautiful face to look at the little familiar box kept on his bed. "Oh, Valhalla-" the camera looks back at Loki- who is still staring at the box as he whispers to the room- "what are these new emotions."

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[tomtenadia]

Detours to you - 19

Hello all,

I am off on holidays to Lisbon tomorrow for a few days to celebrate my bday so I will leave you with a new chapter. It's Maya's bday too (she is a January girl like me).

Hope you will enjoy the fluff

MASTERLIST

A week elapsed and Maya’s birthday had finally arrived. They had waited until the Saturday for the celebrations and Aelin had closed the shop for a day so they could host the party there. They had invited her parents, Lys and Aedion, Elide was coming on her own since Lorcan was on shift, a few kids from the school that Maya liked and Rowan had the day off but was on call. Aelin just hoped nothing would interrupt the day. He needed a day of celebrations. His week had been hellish. She had accompanied him to the funeral of his three firefighters and had seen how broken he had been. Rowan had been grieving and had been so busy with the investigation that she worried about him. 

Now he was at home with Maya while she was at the bookshop getting it ready for the party.

They had gone for a mix theme of hockey and space. Rowan had started teaching her basic astronomy with the telescope he had gifted her and Maya had fallen in love with it.

A knock came at the front door and she saw her parents. Aelin invited them in with a hug “Hi mum, and dad.”

“Hi Aelin, where’s the birthday girl?”

“Rowan will bring her here as soon as I gave him the okay that the shop is ready.”

Evalin walked around the shop and looked at the decorations “This looks lovely.”

Rhoe looked at the space decorations and Aelin walked up to him “Rowan had been teaching her about the stars.”

“I know,” her father added “She is actually teaching me all about it now.”

Aelin laughed “she is teaching me too.”

“I brought a lot of biscuits and a cake too.” Added Evalin, showing her daughter the box she was carrying. 

Aelin grabbed the containers with food and placed them on the table that they had set up..

“Mum she will love your cake, it has the perfect level of chocolate.”

Evalin laughed “I also have a box for Rowan. I know he is not a fan of sweets so I made him the orange oatmeal biscuits that he loves so much.”

Aelin thanked her mother and she knew that she had always had a special place in her heart for Rowan.

Lysandra, Aedion and Elide arrived not long after together with the other few guests. She had texted Rowan that it was time to bring Maya. When later on he texted her that they had parked the car and walking to the shop, the group had switched off the lights and got ready for the surprise.

Rowan walked with his daughter on his hand and at the shop, he used the key Aelin had given him. As soon as they were inside, the darkness got replaced by a starry sky and slowly the people appeared and Aelin walked to her daughter and Rowan was at her side “Happy birthday, Maya.”

Maya hugged them both and then looked at the stars “mama your shop has stars.”

“Yes, baby, do you like it?”

“I love it so much.”

Slowly they turned up the lights and allowed her to see all the guests.

“Nana.” Maya ran to her grandparents.

“Happy birthday, my love, you are a big girl now.”

“Yes, nana I am six.” She proudly lifted her fingers.

Aelin encouraged the kids to gather in the children section where they had created a corner for them. She had also organised a story telling session with cake after the presents. But most of all, she was looking forward to see the present she got from her and Rowan. They had bought her first bike. She knew Maya was going to love it.

Rowan walked to her side “you have done a wonderful job with the bookshop. The starry sky  is perfect.”

Aelin leaned her head against his shoulder “You should see my mum’s hockey themed cake.”

“She will feel like the queen of the world today.” His arms wound around Aelin’s waist and pulled her closer “she is definitely my princess.”

“I found this young lady running around, does anyone know her?” Aedion was carrying Maya potato sack style and the girl giggled at her uncle antics “Dad save me, the dragon has taken me.”

Rowan laughed and followed the two, pretending to fight Aedion while he growled.

One of the mums walked at her side “He is so good to her.”

Aelin nodded while sipping her juice.

“You know that at school he has won the title of DILF, right?”

Aelin knew. The news had reached her and a lot of the mums had a crush on him. It had pissed her off to no end and she had been jealous too. Just as she was jealous of Lyria. The whole relationship between them was still very frail, they had not set on a label but she wanted to be possessive. Rowan was hers.

“I know and I hate it.”

“My husband was their target until Rowan came up. I know how you feel.”

“I hate them and that Remelle woman and her son caused so much grief to Maya.”

The woman gave a nervous laugh “I had my running ins with Remelle. She almost messed up my marriage with her lies.”

“Mama, we are opening presents!” Maya walked to her grabbing her hand to drag her where all the presents were gathered. 

The adults they all sat down and Aelin took Maya where all the gifts were, and started to hand out all the parcels. 

“Ok birthday girl, let’s open up a few present, shall we?”

Maya started jumping up all excited “Yes! Yes! I want the presents!”

They started with the ones from her school friends then it was then time of Elide and Lorcan who had bought her a pass for the observatory and then a limited edition jersey of the Stags. Maya ran to hug Elide. Lorcan could not be present because he was working  “Thank you auntie Elide. I love it.” 

“Mama, can I wear it?”

“Not yet, after cake maybe but not now. We don’t want to ruin it with chocolate.”

“Ok.”

Aelin placed the item of clothing aside and grabbed a present she knew was from Aedion and Lysandra. They had gifted her a super special edition book of Terrasen folktales and then her own hockey stick with the Stags colours.

Maya screamed happily and grabbed her stick swinging as if she was playing “I am playing hockey!”

They all laughed and Maya kept playing happily until Rowan pulled her back to attention for her grandparents presents who had given her a tent for her bedroom that had a space theme and then a projector for her bedroom so she could project the sky in her room.

“Nana and I thought they would be nice for the days you can’t go out in the garden. So you can have the sky in your room.”

Maya ran to her grandparents and hugged them tightly “Thank you.”

“Come on now, you have the last one from us.”

Maya walked back to her parents and Aelin and Rowan sat down beside her and Aelin handed her a small packet. When she struggled Rowan helped her opening it and she looked at her present with a curious face. Rowan lifted the passes “Maya, this is a ticket for a special event the Stag are doing and meeting the fans.”

Maya looked at her dad with big green eyes “Dorian too?”

Rowan caressed her face “yes baby, we are going to meet all the Stags again.”

She threw herself at her dad and Aelin moved closer brushing her back. They remained in silence while they cuddled their daughter then Rowan pulled back “we have one last surprise for you.” He passed Maya to her mum and walked at the back of the shop. When he came back he was pushing a green bicycle and Maya ran to him “Is it for me?”

“Of course,” he grabbed her hand and helped her sit on. The bike still had stabilisers and Rowan showed her how to use the pedals and within minutes Maya was cycling, with a fussy Rowan hovering over her.

“I think you guys topped her presents. Aeds and I tried to give her a cool one.”

“Lys, your presents were great as well.”

Lysandra stared at Rowan with Maya “He is so cute with her.”

Aelin nodded.

“So, are you getting married next?”

She chuckled “Elide asked me the same thing a while ago.”

“Because you both have made some strides and are improving, that is the next logical step.”

Aelin was silent for a moment “As I said to El, we are not there yet. For now, let’s all concentrate on your wedding.”

“Mama look, I am cycling.”

Aelin looked at her daughter on her bike and smiled. Rowan had approached her one day saying that Maya had mentioned about having a bike like the other kids. He said that he wanted to teach her and Aelin had agreed. She loved that Rowan had involved her too after the hockey classes fiasco. Classes that were going to start next week and their daughter was the most excited person ever. 

“You are doing so well, Maya.”

They were all in the middle of having cake when Rowan’s radio became alive. Everyone fell silent and he grabbed it running away to a quiet corner.

Aelin watched him with a tightness in her chest. She knew he was on call and that if an emergency happened he’d have to leave. She just hoped that for one day Orynth would have no drama so he’d be able to celebrate his daughter’s birthday in peace. It was the first one for him and she wanted it to be special for both.

He came back at the front and she knew from his face that it was not good. She had forgotten how easily she could read his expressions “What is it?”

“I need to go. I am sorry.”

Aelin hugged him tightly “Be careful, please.” A soft whisper against his neck, the scent of pine and snow soothing her soul “Come back to me. To us.”

Rowan kissed her on her lips and pulled back, kneeling in front of Maya “I have to go to work and help people.” His heart broke at Maya’s wobbly lip “I will see you later at home, baby.”

Maya threw her arms around him and softly sobbed.

“Happy birthday, my love.”

Rowan then forced himself to stand and take a step towards the door. He cast a last glance at the party and then walked out in a run.

Aelin watched Rowan go.

There was an ache in her chest. An ancient fear rising in her. It was the anguish she had felt when he was on active duty and a regular firefighter. Waiting for him to come home after his shift and knowing he was safe. Aelin had accepted the dangers of his job the day she had confessed him she was in love with him. 

Gods, she loved him. She had to tell him. She let him go to his job without telling that she loved him.

Aelin prayed Mala to bring him back to her.

I will come back to you.

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#rowaelin #rowan whitethorn #rowan x aelin #rowaelin fanfiction #rowaelin fanfic #aelin x rowan #rowanwhitethorn #throne of glass fanfiction #aelin galathynius #rowaelin kids

[cranberrymoons]

away on the wind

prompt: starry night/football

lol happy birthday lex!!! @thefreakandthehair I hope you like this little baby ACTUAL DRABBLE of 100 words 💕

There’s a break in the clouds that casts the moon down on them, but all he sees is stars. 

Stars and stars and stars, and he can’t catch his breath as Eddie’s mouth runs up the column of his throat to nip at the hinge of his jaw. 

The night is balmy, and there are sparks scattering on the wind from the campfire out back, and Steve can hear the sound of the game spilling out from where the TV’s going inside. Like home.

He grips Eddie’s shoulders tight enough to hang on as the rest of him floats away.

#stwgdailyprompt #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fic #steddie #stranger things #my fic #discord drabble

[master-xochimilli]

A late winter day nearly reaching springtime, all the little flowers starting to open up and bloom— quite a nice day for my special precious love, @onetiredpup 's birthday, whose akin to a wonderful flower in full bloom in my mind~

Wish I could wrap my arms around such a wonderous boy, my sweetheart with a heart so kind and soft. Bring him warmth and comfort and coziness, nuzzling and kissing her pretty face all over on and on, make him feel like the most special boy in the entire universe.

I do really wish I could bring out and materialize the bright starry glow she creates around my heart and give it to them as a physical gift. So much love and excitement he creates in me, all in the palm of my hands for me to give.

For someone whose just barely starting to live and essentially crawl around like a fucking baby in every area, I'm so glad he gives me soft sweet love like I have never felt before, and lets me give love that I didn't even know I could feel

Basically I fucking love him and every single one of you should go wish them happy fucking birthday!!!!! He is the most special boy in the universe and my heart and I want to give him the best fucking day ever

#🫀puppy #did you guys know #my lovely boy just makes my heart explode every single second of existence #n that i love them so so much a million billion and that he deserves the stars #my puppy sweetheart #my love #platonic love #i wanna kiss their pretty face so badddddd he's actually my sunshine and precious love #xochimilli writes #my puppy #my sweetheart

[writing-fanics]

before borderlands

Chishiya x F!Reader

[a/n; this takes place before the events with Haru that take place in borderlands]

Chishiya Shuntaro, groaned as he woke up that fateful morning. He sat up in bed the blanket falling slightly, revealing his bare chest. Clothes scattered the master bedroom floor, and he turned towards the sleeping companion beside him.

His wife, fast asleep, her bare back facing him. She hasn’t been feeling well the past couple of days, throwing up, and she complained about her breast being sore. He knew immediately that she was pregnant, and was just waiting for when she’d reveal to him the news.

Honestly, Chishiya wasn’t excited for a new addition to the family. He felt that Haru was enough and she was already a handful. And bringing in a new addition to the family would just be even more of a handful.

He honestly, didn’t have the guts to tell his wife just yet. He was already dealing with so much at work. He already dealt with the stress of having, Haru. While he was still in college to become a doctor. He didn’t want the stress of having a newborn in the house again.

He knew his wife wanted another baby, and hopefully this time a boy. She hoped wanting to name him, Koji. She’d tell him with a starry eyed look, and he just nod and hold her hand. He didn’t have the guts nor heart to tell her that he just didn’t want another child.

He sighed, and got up for the day. He turned towards the baby monitor, and saw that Haru was already up and playing with her toys in her room. He sighed once again, putting on some clothes and starting breakfast.

He first started with a cup of coffee, as a parent now he needed his daily caffeine. He opened the fridge, and pulled out the cartoon of eggs and milk. And started making an omelette, which Haru absolutely loves.

Haru peeks her head out of her bedroom door, and exits. She walks towards the stairs and starts climbing down slowly not to trip and fall. She doesn’t want a repeat of what happened last time that happened.

Haru walked towards the kitchen, and saw her father making breakfast. “Morning, Haru.” He said, flipping over the egg omelette in the pan.

“Morning, Daddy.” Haru said tiredly, rubbing her eyes and she walked towards her father and tugged on his pant leg.

He rolled his eyes and scooped her up into his arms, her eyes widened in delight seeing the omelette in the pan. “Omulette!” She exclaimed, giggling happily clapping her hands.

“Yep, happy birthday.” He said, and she giggled kissing her father on the cheek. He chuckled softly, as he flipped the omelette again. Before placing it on a plate and cutting it in half to split between him and Haru.

He placed the two plates on the table, and sat Haru on her high chair. She immediately dug into the omelette happily eating it with her fork. Before ditching it to use her hands. Chishiya shook his head, “Haru use your fork.” He reminded her and she looked at him, and picked up her fork and continued eating.

“Thank you, daddy!” She exclaimed, and he smiled as he began eating his omelette.

[Y/n] came walking down the stairs, hair messy, and hickeys covered her neck. She walked towards the coffee machine tiredly, before pouring herself a cup of coffee and taking a sip.

“Awe, no omelette for mommy?” She said, and Chishiya looked at her, “I’m not going to finish mine you can have it.” He says, and she walks over planting a kiss on her husband’s cheek.

“It’s okay, I’ll have cereal.” She says, grabbing a bowl and the cereal and the milk from the fridge.

“Mommy? What’re those spots on your neck?” Haru asked, her mother froze and Chishiya almost choked on his coffee.

“Um, they’re ah—” She looked towards Chishiya, and then bit her lip. “Um, ah they’re bug bites.” [Y/n] says, and looked at Chishiya again as if cursing him for giving her such visible hickeys.

“Are you okay?” She asked, and her mother nodded smiling softly. Planting a kiss on her daughters forehead. The family sat together at the table eating breakfast like normal.

“Now, Haru, daddy and I are going to take you somewhere fun.” She says, and Haru looked at her mother excitedly.

“Is it Disney?” And her mother shrugged her shoulders, “Why doesn’t daddy help you get dressed, while I pack up a bag and we’ll go see your surprise.” [Y/n] said, and Haru nodded while she climbed down from her highchair and ran up stairs. Followed by Chishiya.

The plan was take Haru to the Disney Store, in Shibuya and surprise her with a trip to Tokyo Disney next week. [Y/n] only been once with Chishiya, and she practically had to drag him there. But it was the happiest day of her life, it was where they shared their first kiss as they fireworks lit up the night sky and who knew, that two years later she’d end up pregnant and he ended up proposing to her.

She started, packing up a bag of small things. Just snacks for Haru, while they’re out in Shibuya and some diapers. Since we’re still working on potty training. But other than that everything she needed was inside the bag, and just as she zipped it up. Haru came walking down the stairs with her father holding her in his arms, her hair tied up into little ponytails.

“Awe, look at our little girl so cute.” [Y/n] cooed, walking over towards her daughter and kissing her cheek. Haru was excited for her birthday today, and to spend time with her family.

A shame that the same day, a meteor landed in Shibuya

#x reader #fanfic #angst #headcanons #fluff #romance #chishiya fluff #chishiya fanfic #chishiya x reader #chishiya angst #chisiya shuntaro #chishiya imagine #chishiya alice in borderland #aib chishiya #chisiya shuntaro x reader #chishiya shuntaro x reader #chishiya #chishiya shuntarou #shuntaro chishiya

[the-lonelybarricade]

I live for your fic recs… is it okay if I ask for some recs on maybe some retellinga or alternates of nyx’s birth? Or some feysand fics following the events of his birth? Thanks!

Hell yeah let's do some Feysand pregnancy fics!

Fics set prior to the birth:

Sands of Time by Fanfic4fun - General snapshots of Rhys during ACOSF that we get hints of through Cassian, now fleshed out through Rhys’ POV

Queen of Stars by sv_you_know_who_I_am - Winter Solstice and Feyre's birthday bring and extra surprise that Rhys wasn't expecting (Written pre-acosf)

A Gift of Stars by aqueentorattlestars - Feyre and Rhysand have a miscarriage scare. Feyre is put on bed rest and Rhysand is the doting mate (wrriten pre-acosf)

i'll put my future in you by bravebuttercups - Feyre and Rhys get some unexpected, and wonderful, news. (written pre-acosf)

Singing as the Night Bows by ArrowMusings and TheLonelyBarricade - A glimpse into the wholesome Feysand pregnancy content that we missed out on in acosf

Adding Another by Marina_Raven - After years of hoping, their dream is finally answered. Now all Feyre has to do is figure out how to tell her mate the good news. (Written pre-acosf)

Oblivious 2.0 by SparklelyWonderful - Cassian discovers some big news (written pre- acosf)

Date Night In by thewayshedreamed - Fluff from the prompt "I’m crying because I dropped my shoe and now I can’t even reach it!"

Ice Cream Craving by Reverie_Rose - A short fic where Feyre's pregnancy food cravings kick in and she decides she wants to make homemade ice cream with Rhys. Imagine the stress and dangers of her pregnancy in ACOSF didn't exist.

Fics set during the birth:

miracles by VivereLibri - The five times Feyre gives birth. (Part of her Live Once (Once Is Enough) AU)

Feysand Pregnancy Fix-It by aeronwyn - Canon Fix-it

Nyx' less traumatic arrival into the World by Shallyne - Canon Fix-it

The New Bet by elentiyawhitethorn - Modern AU, When Feyre goes into labor, there’s only one question—who won the bet?

So Rare and So Precious by Kitashi - A Rhys POV of a happy future with Feyre and starting a family. (written pre-acosf)

Post Birth fics:

Parenthood by minnielikes - Feyre and Rhys are dealing with their PTSD after the traumatic birth while simultaneously adjusting to parenthood.

this night is long (but with you i can see the stars) by gins_potter - some PTSD emerges during Feysand's second pregnancy

Always Together by 95WolfPanda - A Feysand snippet shortly after the birth of Nyx.

This Is How I See You by Fanfic4fun - Three months after Nyx’s birth, Rhys and Feyre struggle to balance being parents with their other duties (🌶️)

Like An Illyrian by TheLonelyBarricade - Rhys soothes Nyx to sleep

constellations across my skin by moonbeam007 - It was then that Feyre realized she gave her son a piece of herself, her skin emitted a faint glow at the pride and happiness she felt watching Nyx paint nothing in particular.

Starry Night by enderpeoples - Feyre deals with the earth-shattering revelation that Rhys lied to her about her pregnancy, and confronts him in a place with ties to their past.

You Can't Kiss It Better by elentiyawhitethorn - Feysand’s fight after Nesta tells Feyre that she and her baby will die

#It's been a hot sec since I've done one of these! #feysand #fic recs #feysand fic

[cssiop]

LA VIE EN ROSE… trent alexander-arnold

epilogue

trent buys white roses every week in maisie's flower shop, becoming her favourite customer.

trent alexander-arnold x fem!oc word count: 1k

other parts

(if you’ve followed this series until here, thank you so much, i appreciate it <3)

in indescribable amazement, trent watches the shocked look on maisie's face after his more or less surprising confession seconds earlier. the astonishment is so great that she stops on the pavement, mouth wide open and eyebrows furrowed. a frank laugh from trent echoes in the liverpool summer air and he holds out his hand for her to grasp with her left; her right hand is too busy holding a bouquet of pink roses between her fingers.

in three years, a lot has changed, except for the weekly bouquets that trent continues to offer her.

"say it again," maisie breathes out, denying his hand, still shaken by her lover's admission who looks at her with a smile on his face.

he takes a deep breath before shoving his hands into his pockets and shaking his head, "the first time i came to buy a bouquet of white roses, it was indeed for my mother. it was her birthday. but in reality, the next few times, it was just an excuse to see you."

maisie's face twists further before she asks almost violently, "but what did you do with the bouquets then? it's forbidden to throw flowers," she points a threatening finger at the man and trent has to admit that for a split second, she almost succeeds in scaring him.

"no, i would never throw flowers," trent raises his hands innocently, "but then it became a habit to give flowers to my mother. she was happy, and so was i, because it allowed me to see you."

a satisfied expression finds its way to her face and she takes the opportunity to let out a tender smile at the boy's words. if one thing hasn't changed in three years too, it's the gentleness he shows.

as they had not moved for a few minutes, even though they were ten meters away from the front door of their house, maisie finally decides to put her legs in motion and joins trent, who slips his hand into hers at the same time. walking through the front door, the woman lets herself slump down on the couch, breathing out.

"you know, it's not good for a pregnant lady, sudden confessions like that," maisie caresses her more than rounded belly with both hands after dropping the bouquet at her side with a yawn.

trent laughs as he hangs up his coat, which he had just taken off, and hurries to join his girlfriend at her side, almost immediately bringing his face close to his still unborn child.

"i can't believe you waited until we recreated our first date to tell me that, three years later. it's so long!" she almost exclaims, still as astonished as ever, and trent, who's tracing random shapes on her bare skin where he's pulled up her shirt, doesn't stop a smile from creasing his cheeks.

it was trent's idea: to take maisie to their very first restaurant together, giving her a bouquet of pink roses and kissing her endlessly under that starry night, just like three years ago. there are many reasons why he had this urge; love being the first. but also, liverpool has just won the premier league, the woman of his life is carrying a little one in the pit of her stomach who will soon call him daddy and trent is happy.

he finds that enough to justify his action —although there is no need to do so in the first place anyway.

"it was the perfect occasion," he replies simply and maisie gives him a dirty look that trent tries to take seriously, but to no avail, laughing instead.

"and he's laughing, can you hear him rose?" the woman addresses her stomach directly, her daughter.

since the two parents-to-be had learned the sex of their baby and it had turned out to be a she, her name had been a given. rose. it was soft, and tender, it sounded perfect to the ear and it was because of these flowers that maisie and trent had met; the question had not even arisen. her name will be rose.

the man laughs and passing his arm over maisie's body, he pulls out a pink rose from the bouquet and presents it to the florist's belly before murmuring with a smile, "look, it's you."

letting out a tender laugh, maisie wraps one of her hands around trent's cheek and caresses it gently. the man then looks up at her and when he sees the woman's loving smile, a similar one spreads across his mouth.

with the rose still clasped in his fingers, trent brings it to his beloved's ear and places it behind it, taking the opportunity to kiss her with disconcerting passion.

a flurry of butterflies breaks out in the woman's lower abdomen, like those of three years ago.

breaking away a little and admiring the view it offers him, trent smiles with all his teeth as he watches maisie's cheeks turn the same colour as the flower petals in her hair, and once again sticks his lips to hers.

in three years, too, he hasn't tired of the taste of her mouth.

"i love you, and you're going to be the greatest mom in the world," he whispers, tucking some stray strands of hair back behind his ear, and maisie returns the favour by kissing him harder.

with a loving sigh and as he gently breaks away from her, trent thinks to himself that since he has chosen maisie —the most perfect woman in his eyes— to be by his side for the rest of his life, he can only see one thing: la vie en rose.

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#football #football fanfic #football imagine #liverpool fc #football imagines #liverpool #trent alexander arnold #trent alexander arnold fanfic #trent alexander arnold imagine

[dreamergirlatpaddock]

FAVS 16 CHARLES LECLERC 8.0

Some of my favorite stories, writers you are amazing

i love u forever Charles Leclerc x Hernáez!Reader PART 2 𝐅𝐈𝐗 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 a lil xmas-y No baby here stuck in the elevator BEEN MINE SLEEPLESS interview distractions I really like your curls I like a lot HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE attending a race for the first time as charles’ girlfriend. an italian summer with your boyfriend whatever it takes all is fair in love and war deal - cl16 (series) 𝐉𝐞 𝐓’𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 our little secret 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫’𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 birthday boy 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐬 𝐄́𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲’𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 a daddy`s girl Trick or treat ONE YEAR LATER big reputation part two--------------------------------- I'll take care of you 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 new's year day Dangerous Woman Hoodie 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐄 A BACKSTAGE KISS sleepy tissue love Mine ♡ A Different Christmas accidentally revealing you're engaged KING OF MY HEART ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴍᴀꜱ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ꜰᴀʀᴍ Gorgeous part 2 The Leclerc Family in the Paddock go back to sleep** I Always Knew 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐 Food Play** 𝗣𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 in Greece, the magic happens Starry Serenade on the Riviera YOUR #1 WAG/F1 REPORTER Oh chérie He doesn’t want any other nurse Bestfriends brother Take Care Of Her Love From A Music Video 𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 EX WAG OR FUTURE WAG? to live a lifetime with you cooking skills A cute fam trend always

[starry-hughes]

https://www.tumblr.com/starry-hughes/722065371898740736/when-is-the-baby-born-is-he-born-in-the-off-season

angel is so happy when she finds out the baby’s due date is her and luke’s birthday(they’re twins right)i feel like she ends up naming the baby something very close to luke’s name

i forgot they were twins for a second but yes she’s excited for the baby to potentially be born on their birthday but then he’s not. i feel like she avoids using a name near luke because then she has to consider jack and quinn and adam (jack is already a drama queen he would be hurt if the baby was named after luke and not him)

#hughes!reader x luca fantilli #angel hughes

[sitp-recs]

Here I come with another special hidden gems selection to celebrate the best among us, the wonderful and inimitable @the-starryknight! What a privilege to share this space and be friends with someone this generous, creative and kind. I can’t imagine the fandom as we know it without Starry’s warm presence and gentle encouragement. Starry is a true MVP - somehow they find time to write, beta, mod, comment, rec, check in, cheerlead, and god knows what else. They’re not only an incredibly talented creator - with a creative mind and evocative prose that gently tuck me into bed or, alternatively, keeps me at the edge of my seat with a gritty, seductive dark-ish plot - but also the gentlest soul, always available and ready to lend a helping hand or to boost our community with their fabulous TLC posts.

Starry, you are the gem. Your collaborative and generous spirit is the backbone of this fandom, and your passion for art and history make me want to experience all those beautiful things with you. I’m endlessly fascinated by the worlds you create, so rich and detailed, by your vibrant characters full of nuance and heart, by their tender falling in love and journey towards hope, friendship and self-care. Thank you for being an inspiring ray of sunshine during my moody and difficult days, for putting so much of yourself into your work, and for making my fandom experience so much more special. Your energy fuels our enthusiasm and your kindness awakes the best in us. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate your day and contributions than to highlight some hidden essentials that could get more visibility and love! The banner I chose hopes to evoke - beyond the obvious reference to gems and a starry sky - the ethereal quality of lush beauty & mystery that I see and enjoy so much in your works.

I gently invite everyone else to join me in this love fest for Starry - go check the incredible works below, leave as much feedback as you can, and feel free to share your own favorites alongside mine, I’ll love to see your picks. Happy happy birthday Starry! Here’s to many more years enjoying this chaotic but exciting fandom life 💙💜

Drarry

On Permanence (2021, M, 1.4k) - the title itself makes me immediately love this fic but I wasn’t prepared to the explosion of feels this sexy, tender, introspective fuck buddies to lovers gave me. The clubbing atmosphere full of freedom and possibilities, their easy coming together as if inevitable, the tentative way they navigate this change of pace, wanting as much as before but with so much more meaning and time to discover each other. Utterly gorgeous.

The possibility of going home with Draco is the only reason Harry comes to the club anymore. Tonight, there's a new kind of intimacy to be found outside the neon noise.

little luminaries (2022, G - E, 2.5k total) - fifty short stories, fifty new ways to fall in love with Drarry through Starry’s words. This is a spectacular sample of their genius mind and beautiful prose, exploring all the takes and tropes you could imagine within 50 concise and magical words. A delicious collection of bite-size treats for all kinds of moods and days!

Fifty 50-word Draco/Harry microfics in various genres, mostly romance/HEA.

Confessions in a Lover's Whorl (2021, T, 2.6k) - this impeccable Draco POV full of hope and longing tells the love of a lifetime within 3k. It’s so precious and moving to witness him watching Harry, a private and intimate little moment exposed to our eyes and heart only. The ending makes me tear up every time and it’s a crime this doesn’t have more comments. If you wanna read only one thing today, choose this fic.

In the mornings when Harry remains asleep, Draco tracks the stories of their life together in the lines of Harry’s upturned palm.

Could Have Been a Tragedy (2021, T, 3k) - vamp hunters husbands, that’s what I’m talking about baby!!! This has the exact brand of light and fun intimacy I need in all my established relationship fics pls, their dynamics are a delight and this concept is so cool and inventive! As always this unfolds into so much character and back story, with excellent dialogue and delicious domesticity, A+ power couple vibes.

Covens of dangerous and feral vampires require a special sort of hunter. Luckily, Draco and Harry make just the team, equipped with a frankly absurd number of silver knives and wooden stakes.

In the Garden After Dark (2021, M, 3.5k) - I am simply obsessed with this Unspeakable universe with teams of three, and by Starry’s sharp, evocative and melancholy exploration of grief and loneliness. The Drarry dynamics sharing love and pain hit me right on the solar plexus and I wanna know all about their complicated jobs and lives! Haunting and moving.

Unspeakables work in teams of three, but when Draco and Harry lost their third, Draco left too. Now he's back, Illusion magic stronger than ever, and Harry is less lonely in his arms.

Of Mirrors, Myths, and Men (2021, E, 5.4k) - imho this is one of Starry’s sexiest stories with superb UST, ballroom romance, handyman wolf Harry & Veela Draco coming together in a lush, hot and poetic way! I just love the seductive vibes here, how they quietly gravitate towards each other building anticipation, which culminates with a breathtaking mirror sex scene that lives rent free in my mind! Trust me, you gotta read this one 🔥

After years of renovations on the Manor, Draco has one room left: the Ballroom. Harry Potter’s repair skills come highly recommended. But from the moment Potter stepped foot in the Manor, something burned between them, far more compelling than Draco could have ever anticipated.

The Art of the Matter (2021, E, 5.7k) - there’s something magical about seeing Starry in their element - like in this Victorian AU featuring fancy waistcoats and hot fumbling amidst an art heist (!!!) - that leaves me in awe of their writing. The detailed historical setting, the charming flirty dynamics, the intensity of their get together (never enough time, even after seven years!), the mystery behind the painting, the exciting thrill surrounding the heist! This feels both familiar and original, fun and sexy and full of vibrant details that make the story jump out of the screen.

Someone has been casting increasingly awful curses on artworks, targeting Muggle viewers. Draco and Harry are one of the best cursebreaking teams around despite their penchant for distraction in cloak closets. Their latest case? A Muggle portrait in the Paris Salon with a virulent blood curse.

Saltwater Stain (2021, M, 9k) - @tackytigerfic and I will never stop screaming about how brilliant this dark-ish fic is - downright creepy and fascinating it will confuse seduce your mind like a siren with its contemplative and surreal atmosphere, plus the sublime devastation of Harry’s longing for Draco. Incredible setting and vibes, one of the most intriguing, disturbing and well-executed pieces I’ve ever read.

Seven days stuck on a boat investigating a rogue ghost wouldn't be so bad if Harry didn't want Draco so much. Draco has his rules and Harry's content to follow them, but the air feels different away from the shore. Is it possible that the sea could offer Harry something impossible on land?

Rare pairs

Autumn in the Air (2021, T, 1.7k) - the way I ran to check this when I saw that Starry had written DRON! This is a darling, intriguing and moving short. I love the building tension, the slow creeping realization something’s wrong, their soft mutual longing for each other. A treat to soothe my poor multi-shipper heart!

Draco had never been here before.

Surface Texture (2021, E, 6.3k) - I can’t even think about this Harry/Teddy without getting choked up, this has everything I’ve ever wanted for my favorite rare pair, and it’s a joy to experience how hot and devoted they are to each other. Artist Teddy finding his muse in this sexy and mature Harry gave me goosebumps, I could taste their want and the sexual tension as if I were right there by their side, and despite the sinfully scorching smut this has an incredible amount of introspection and tenderness, as per Starry’s brand. A masterpiece! Don’t forget to check @bluebutter-art’s brilliant art for it here.

I've drawn a hundred portraits, but none quite like Harry's. In the early hours of the morning, I lay him bare in charcoal and paper.

#hidden gems s3 #happy bday starry! 🎉🎉 #a fandom legend #merry starry

[sweetlittlegingy]

heyy!! i absolutely adore your writing and i was wondering if you could do an imagine of jake x reader. i have this obsession of going to a lumineers concert with jake and just having a fluffy time(basically just dancing around and kissing) you formally don’t have to answer this; it’s just a suggestion but i would love to see you write this. thank you sm:))

We're gonna post this because I don't wanna make you wait. Hopefully it works, or at least finds the tags at some point. Also, I didn't specify that it was the Lumineers, I wanted to be inclusive! Lots of love -G

➣ Pairing: Jake Seresin x Y/n

➣ Word Count: 1.4k

➣ Warnings: None, this is pure fluff and it's adorable. I want a Jake.

➣ N/A: I'm sorry my tags are being stupid, but it's given me time to write for when I come back!!

You reach out turning the dial nob on the stereo, your feet resting on the dash, and the wind blowing throughout the car. You gaze over at Jake, the setting sun reflects off his face, as he brings your hand to his mouth, grazing the back of your knuckles before kissing your palm. He catches your gaze and gives you a warm smile, one that you only ever get to see.

“You excited honey?” His tone, pure and light.

This was your favorite Jake, the one hidden behind a closed door, only for your eyes.

“Yeah.”

The word comes out as a hum, your hand moving to rest behind Jake. Settling at the base of his neck, your fingers rack through his hair and he’s practically humming in delight.

“Just happy that it’s you I get to make these memories with, wouldn’t want anyone else.”

You and Jake had been dating for 2 years, and you couldn’t imagine your life any differently. Now that it included him, the only future you saw had him in it.

Jake had surprised you with tickets to Y/F/B concert for your birthday last month. They were thankfully only playing an hour away from your shared apartment, and you were bursting with excitement. You mentioned loving the band on one random night, when you first got together, telling him that you hoped to see them live someday.

You’d completely forgotten about the conversation, until Jake brought it up a month ago on your birthday. You couldn’t quite believe it when he handed you the tickets, silently staring from him to the tickets, back and forth multiple times. Before throwing yourself into his arms, legs clinging around his waist, as he held you while laughing.

…

The California sunsets as Jake pulls into the venue parking lot, finding a spot not too far from the entrance. The venue, an open top concert hall, perfect for California weather and the absolute best for starry nights. You had checked the weather app earlier, and they promised clear skies and a slight breeze.

Jake was quick to clasp your hand, as you walked through the parking lot. The slight swing in your hands, made you giggle. How could this Jake, be the same one that his friend had told you about. Hangman was hard and serious and poked fun at his competition.

And in the sky, well he was the best, or so you’d been told. You’d seen his cocky demeaner when out with the guys, but it was never aimed at you.

No, the only thing Jake showed you was love and puppy dog eyes mostly, he knew it was the best way to get you to cave on something. With you, Jake was loving, funny, and always smiling. He never denied you cheesy rom com nights and was almost always the one to initiate cuddles. He remembered how you liked your tea, and never left you without getting a kiss. To say the Jacob Grant Seresin was a teddy bear, would have been an understatement.

Though the line is longer, it doesn’t take long for you two to make it through. Jake had entertained you enough while waiting, sneaky kisses placed along your neck and cheek occasionally as he held you in his arms.

“I still can’t believe that you got us floor seats!”

“Best of the best, baby.”

He gives you a wink, before pulling you along to your seats, just a few rows back from the stage. Jake lets you pick which of the two seats you want, then asks if you need anything before the show starts. You tell him no, though he scoffs at you before making his way back out to vendors.

Looking back at you and throwing out a “stay put, baby.”

Jake reappears just before the show is about to start, carrying what looks to be one of everything. As well as a few waters, the gleaming smile he gives you, has you smiling back in adornment.

“I saw these and knew you needed one, but then I couldn’t decide which.” Jake holds out three different shirts to you, two with different sets of lyrics and the other with the band’s logo. “I got one of each. Plus, you can sleep in them.”

You laugh at him and wrap your arms around his waist, his face tucking in your neck. Placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, then your lips, soft and slow.

“Sleep in just them.”

You pull away, raising your eyebrows at his cheeky antics. Though all he gives you is that award winning smirk, which has you muttering a quiet okay against his lips once again.

 …

The dimming of the lights alert you that the concert is starting, your hand grasps at Jake practically shaking with excitement. A chuckle leaves his lips, as he watches your face. The stage lights, beaming off your wide eyes, never leaving the stage. A small gasp leaves your lips, when the music starts, eye flittering back to Jake, checking to see if he’s watching.

Though his eyes remain on you, you shyly tuck your bottom lip between your lips, nose scrunching up in embarrassment.

“What?” Your tone teasing, though your blushing cheeks prove how much of a hold Jake has on you.

“You’re beautiful.” He says it so causal, like he’s talking about the weather. Yet the effect it has on you is anything but causal, leaning down to his sitting form you give him a quick kiss.

It doesn’t take long before you’re up and dancing with the crowd, pulling Jake up with you.

Jake hadn’t meant to ignore the show, but the sight of you so carefree and happy had enthralled him.

Hell, he was always watching you. He had no clue how he’d gotten so lucky; you were the light to his darkness. From the first moment he saw you walked into the Hard Deck, hair a bit frazzled and clearly frustrated, you knew you we’re it for him. He’d made his way over to your seated form at the bar, sliding up ready to lay on the charm. While you all but told him to fuck off, you’d blown a tire and though you’d changed it alone, you were in need of a drink.

He was positive that he struck out with you. Though when he closed out his tab that night, Penny with a teasing smile, handed him a napkin with your number on it. He’d called the next day, had taken you out on the next weekend, and after that the two of you were inseparable.

….

Jake had his hands holding on to your waist, while you jumped along with the beat, shouting back the lyrics to songs you knew by heart. Glancing back at him frequently, singing the lyrics to him, in which he’d sing ones he knew back to you. Most of the time it was a mumble of words before he’d place a quick kiss on your lips. Hoping you wouldn’t tease him later, about how he hadn’t been paying any attention.

As the music slows down, you lean back into Jake’s chest. His arms wrap around your waist and sway with you to the music. His face nuzzles down into your neck, placing a soft kiss before resting his chin on your shoulder. Humming along to the beat, enjoying this moment, a memory he could tell your children one day.

You turn you face slightly, hand raising to rest on his cheek, and pull him in for a kiss. The both of you moving to deepen the kiss as you turn in his arms. Wrapping your own around his neck, you pull away, foreheads resting against each other.

“I love you.” It’s mumbled and Jake barely hears it over the crowd, but he does.

He nudges your nose with his own, making you laugh. Placing a gentle peck to your nose then lips.

“I love you too.” He’s pulling you farther into his arms and turning you so that you can both enjoy the show. Placing a final kiss on the crown of your head.

“My sweet girl.”

His arms clasp gently around your chest, keeping you close to his own. Your own hands come to rest on his forearms as you sway, head tilted back enjoying the night. You sing out the music softly with the crowd, catching sight of the phone lights raising to sway with the music.

But then you’re closing your eyes,

And it’s just you and Jake.

Clinging to the hands of time, as you try to stop the clock, wishing that you could live in this moment forever.  

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