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rosysunsetz · 10 months

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12 and 13 angst with trevor zegras… maybe he catches you with a guy and gets mad at first, but doesn’t realize you didn’t want to

i assume you meant in a force way so

12. what happened to you?

13. are you crying?

tw for unwanted touches (doesnt go into detail), talks of anxiety and racing thoughts, and talks of self hate

MISUNDERSTANDING | TREVOR ZEGRAS x reader

There was always a time and place where things went wrong. Parties are where bad stuff usually happened but being a party girl herself, she hadn't experienced anything truly bad. Where she was uncomfortable or a guy didn't take a hint. Until the party that Trevor had brought her to.

The night had started well, with you sticking by his side, drinking, laughing, and playing pool. It was good. You had danced with your boyfriend a bit until he told you he was going to get a refill. Thinking nothing of it, you continued dancing.

Feeling the music and letting yourself get lost in it, you were in your own world. The music blared and your hips swayed as Usher played over the stereos.

Hands held your waist and you smiled, leaning back into Trevor. His hands wandered your body and you were completely lost in his touch. Until a smell engulfed your senses. A cheap cologne that definitely wasn't Trevors invaded your nose and you backed away as if the guy was fire. You turned around and looked at the guy, seeing a blonde frat guy with a smirk on his face. You gulped uncomfortably and your legs shook as you walked away from the guy. You couldn't believe it. You had just totally felt up some other guy, thinking it was Trevor.

How stupid could you be?

Your body felt disgusting, and you wished you could scrub away the feeling of his hands. You felt guilt, in hard waves wash over you and you stumbled to the bathroom. Your back hit the wall of the hallway leading to the bathrooms and you closed your eyes as you rubbed a hand over your face. You felt horrible for doing that. You felt like you just cheated on him, and you knew he would have to know. But how could you tell him? Would you tell him some guy felt you up and that you thought it was him? Would he believe you?

Recalling the events that just happened made it seem even farther from the truth. What if he couldn't trust you? What if he broke up with you and you would never see him again?

Without even realizing it, hot tears had fallen down your cheeks, burning the places they washed over and leaving your cheeks flushed. The exertion of the dancing, the anxiety of what had just happened, the guilt you felt. It made you want to vomit everything you had drank that night.

You put your head in your hands and let yourself cry silently. You could feel the stares of the other girls and you knew when you would look up, you'd see their sympathetic eyes. One of them put a hand on your back and you sniffled. Everything reminded you of Trevor. You cursed quietly as you realized you had been there for a while and Trevor was probably worried sick. Every time the two of you went to parties, he kept an eye or hand on you the whole night, never leaving you with anyone you didn't know. Until tonight.

Meanwhile back at the table of Cole, Jack, Jamie, and Trevor, Cole told Trevor about what he saw.

"Look, man, I didn't want to say this. I didn't think I would ever have to," Cole cut himself off as he stared at the spot where she was once dancing. Trevor eyed him worriedly and he ran a stressed hand through his hair. Jack and Jamie were quiet, which was new for them. So Trevor knew something had happened.

"Where's Y/N?" He asked, his voice tight with worry and his leg bouncing under the table.

Cole and Jack shared a look and Cole sighed. He leaned forward and looked at Trevor.

"Man.. she was just on the dance floor. Some guy was feeling her up, I guess she didn't realize it wasn't you or she did, but she ran to the bathroom after it happened." The friend group eyed Trevor worriedly as his face fell. Jack sighed sympathetically and patted his shoulder.

"She probably thought it was you. Don't jump to conclusions yet." He told him curtly. Trevor nodded, but his head felt like it was underwater. His ears drowned out the noise of the lousy party and he got up from his chair, set his drink down, and walked to the bathroom without saying anything.

His friends watched in worry and they all shared a sigh.

Trevor turned the corner to the hallway of the bathrooms and he looked around at the line of girls. He looked for her H/C and he stopped once he saw a figure sitting against the wall. He slowly walked towards her, muttering "excuse me's" and "sorry's" as he went. He looked at her, hoping to see her eyes. Her head was in her hands and he sighed softly, sitting down beside her.

She felt a body sit next to her and she looked up, thinking it was some random person, but it was him. Her face fell and she bit her inner lip so hard it started to bleed. Trevor eyed her worriedly and went to touch her hand. She flinched away like he was fire and she was just burned. He bit his cheek, feeling hurt and confused.

"What happened to you?" He asked her, his voice soft. She just about started crying again and she cursed internally when she felt a tear fall down the side of her cheek. She wiped it angrily, hoping he didn't catch a glimpse of it, and sniffled.

His head snapped to her so quick once he heard the sniffle you would think he got whiplash, and if it were any other situation, she would've laughed.

"Are you crying? Baby, what happened?" He sounded so concerned and genuinely worried, and he held her hands, rubbing his thumb against her palm.

She looked down at the ground and sighed. "I thought he was you, Trev. I'm so, so, sorry. I'm so stupid. I wasn't looking, and— and I didn't look behind me before I started practically feeling him up. I'm sorry." Her voice cracked and she kept her eyes on the floor in shame. Trevor sighed and took his hands away. She knew what was coming.

He was going to break up with her. She braced herself for the harsh words and she took a glance at him out of the corner of her eye. He was rubbing his jaw stressfully and his bright eyes were unusually dim. Fuck.

"Trevor... can you say something, please?" she gulped to relieve her dry throat and he looked at her. Seeing her glassy eyes and her frown, he sighed. Too bad he was too much of a wimp around her.

"You didn't mean to, right? Like, if you knew it was some other guy, you never would have done that?"

She nodded quickly and winced when a wave of nausea ran through her at the motion. He cracked a small smile and she nodded.

"Yes, of course. You're my boyfriend. No other guy will even be getting in a five-mile radius of me."

Trevor raised an amused eyebrow and he placed an arm on his knees raised to his chest.

"That's going to be a little difficult, don't you think? We're going back to the group after this, you know that right? They're all guys."

She opened her mouth to retaliate and she stopped. She scratched her head and sighed.

"Okay, so maybe I can't do that. But! No guy is allowed to touch me like that. And I'm staying near you at all times. That was fucking embarrassing. And shitty. I'm sorry. I really am. I would've never—"

She was cut off by a hand over her mouth and she looked up at Trevor with wide eyes. He smiled softly and took his hand away, his lips replacing it. She kissed him back gently, her lips tingling, and his hand cupped her cheek.

Reluctantly, he pulled away and looked at her, his eyes soft and loving.

"I know you didn't mean to. I trust you." He told her genuinely, making her smile and hug him. His hands fell to her back comfortably and she snuggled into his neck, breathing in his cologne.

Next time, she would be sure to stay near Trevor when she was drinking.

And thank god for Trevor Zegras.

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A/n: i loved writing this. like sm. i hope this is what you wanted and i mightve changed it, idk. but i hope you like it!!! i love writing healthy relationships

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras x reader #nhl hockey #hockey

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theosconfessions · 4 months

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if youd like to read the stephens continued you can over here :)

if youd like to read the stephens from the beginning you can over here:)

@ohsosims

jami- chloe, i told you. i have to help grandpa at work. daddy doesnt just dance anymore. i have to do smart people shit. SO i cant be home with you all of the time now. you do have to go to your mothers at somep oint

chloe- cant thalia watch me ? she lieks me

jami-dude she loves you. my girlfirend loves you. but mommy misses you

chloe- i dont miss her. i wanna stay with you. grandpa theo can do smart people shit himself

jami- what i tell you about swearing?

chloe- dont say cunt

jami- right and also sometimes its unnecessary liek rightnow. goddamn girl . and grapa theo needs help. i am helping him . so i need you to ride with this chloe

chloe- i DONT want to go to moms.i want to go home

jami- moms is your home too

chloe- NOOO! IM NTO DOING IT TAKE ME TO GRADNPAS! TAKE M ANYWHERE. I DONT WANT TO GO HOME!

jami- chloe what the fuck ? your btoehrs and sister are there? you dont miss them?

chloe- do you ?

jami- you know i see you guys as often as i can. hell you practically live with me

chloe- i miss you ALL of the time. how it used to be

jami-i miss it too but daddy was sad a lot. im working on something where i can see you guys more. it just cant behow it used to be withmom . between her and i . i know its hard on you and it maybe hard to understand

chloe- i get it.bu ti miss you and i dont want to go to moms

jami- psighs] ill um..call your mom

chloe- we can go home?

jami- remember i said i have to work ? youre going to grandpas but yeah after that

chloe- aaahhhh!

#little dive into whats going on with jami #he'll be around more #and chloe my love #espesh hanging with grandpa theo bc whew #she'll be helping withthe kids over there eventually #jami kline #chloe kline #the stephens continued #the sims 4 #ts4 #the sims #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 simblr #the sims community #ts4 story #ts4 stories

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marvelling-at-marvel-blog · 3 months

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The thing about S1 Jamie that I think is interesting is I think on rewatch there is some insight as to why Jamie went so hard on the bullying of Sam. (Not gonna be defending Jamie's treatment of Sam just looking into maybe why). Because out of all of the things Jamie did is season one. The one that seems hardest to understand or really forgive is his treatment of Sam. The first time around, you couldn't understand it. Sam is legitimately the kindest man in existence. (I know as a stroyteller it was the easiest way to really get us to dislike Jamie and really make us more understanding of Roy's treatment of Jamie which to be frank is not great and understand Ted's fruatrations with him) and Sam just keeps trying with Jamie.

But know I think it far to say thay S1 Jamie was jealous of Sam and his easy going, happy, postive nature. I dont think he was aware of it though.

Season 1 Jamie is so interesting because on paper, he had everything he thought he wanted. But I dint think he was overally happy. But yeah it seemed to be all his way

1. He played for the team he grew up supporting and dreamed of playing for. I imagine his first time stepping on that fiels in that uniform would have been monumental. Sure, maybe he wasn't a starter, but he got some minutes and the unspken agreement that in a few years, he would be a star.

2. I imagine he was initially disappointed to be loaned out, but then he learns he is being loaned to Richmond. Yeah they suck, but he gets to play a full 90 minutes, is basically going to be the best player, kick most of thier goals and he gets to be team mates with Roy Kent (he dreamed of playing against him one day, with him is a dream come true, I really think pre show Jamie would have been so excited to play with Roy Kent and was so disappointed in how it turned out). Plus, it has the added advantage of getting him away from his dad. And once his done his loan, he can come back to Manchester. This is his chance to get away from it for a while and be the star

3. He meets and gets to date Keely Jones who his always had a crush on. Dhe is literally a dream girl for him

So he should be happy right. His got everything he wanted, but it's not going the way he expected because.....

1. Roy Kent hates him (in my mind Roy was standoffish from the start, heres come this whizkid who was everything he used to be and slowly losing. I think Jamie came in at 100% and immediatley put Roy on the back foot). Jamie tries with Roy but the more it doesnt work the more Jamie goes OK, if I cant make him like me I will show him I am better than him. Hence the beginning of that relationship.

2. Yeah his away from his dad and his killing it at Richmond, scoring their goals, winning them matches but it only seems to be winning over half the team (he can't see yet his attitude is what is stopping the other guys from liking him). And the team still isn't doing great even with him. Plus he may be away from his Dad but his relationship with his mum feels like it in a werid place which sucks cause she is his favourite person ever.

3. And Keeley seems to be where its going right but sometimes it feels like his a bit of a project for her. And I think he has heard people (like Roy) question why she is with him.

And let's face it, he is still likely hearing from his dad when he doesn't perform up to his standards.

And then heres Sam. Who (at this point in time) isn't playing well, isn't scoring goals, not massively contributing to thier wins and yet he seems so genuinely happy all the time and everyone loves him, Roy Kent seems to like him and is friendly with him, complimenting him (which he has never done to Jamie). Sam is so open and kind he has probably talked about his dad in the locker room, and his relationship with his family seems perfect and that must gnaw at Jamie because all he ever wanted is to make his dad proud and his pretty sure he will never achieve it because the man is a d***k who is impossoble to please, yet Jamie never stops trying and things are werid with his mum which he hates. But all he hears when its brought up from Sam is how great his family is.

Then along comes the new gaffer who Jamie can't even understand why he is coaching, but he also seems to love Sam and wants him to be the decoy so Sam can kick the goal. Even though Jamie knows if he kicks it, it will go in.

Now we all know the reason Sam is liked is because he is an amazing, kind hearted, dedicated person, but I think S1 Jamie is so jealous and does not even know it.

Because S1 Jamie is still living with the notion that being the best in the most important thing ( thank you James Tartt Sr) so to Jamie he is out here busting his ass at training to be the best, scoring all the goals yet Sam seems to be the one who is living what he thought his dream time at Richmond was going to be. And I know I mention it but I think it is a big thing for Jamie, the harder he tries the more Roy seems to despise him, and take enjoyment in his embarrassment.

And S1 Jamie in all maturity handles his jealously by trying to make Sam feel as bad as he is feeling. Which Jamie, baby. That's kindergarten mentality. And poor Sam actually thinks Jamie is a great player and would love to learn from him in the beginning and isnt having a great time either.

But yeah. I dont think Jamie ever disliked Sam. I think he was insanly jealous of him all the time and didn't know how to handle that or even admit it himself.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk. Apologies for my rambles.

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theicarusconstellation · 19 days

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TELL ME ABOUT DUNE ALIA ATREIDES DUNE just anything I just need to read more about it I'm brainhungry

OH MY GOD OKAY OKAY OKAY FJSJSKNDNF

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT DUNE ANY TIME THAT GOES FOR EVERYBODY

SO. ALIA.

my poor girl was doomed from the START from CONCEPTION😭😭😭😭once jessica drank the water of life, alia’s fate was pretty much sealed.

it’s so fucking tragic to think about her relationship to jessica and paul. jessica loved her kids, truly, she did, and we see it in how she cares for paul and alia throughout the first book, even after paul thinks, my mother has become my enemy. and yet. even before paul was born, jessica has been motivated by selfishness. she defied the bene gesserit and bore a son instead of a daughter to make leto (and herself) happy, thus damning paul to the fate of the kwisatz haderach. she drank the water of life and took on the role of the fremen reverend mother while pregnant to help implement the bg’s plans (and her own plans) even though she knew what it would do to her unborn daughter. from that point on, alia was sentient. she had the memories of billions within her fighting to gain control.

for the first few years of her life, she had a very distinct sense of self. she and paul, despite their age difference, loved each other SO MUCH😭😭😭😭there’s this one quote from dune messiah where reverend mother mohaim says, “who could understand but the sister?” in reference to paul’s struggles, and yeah. they understood one another in a way no one else could.

she had a sweet family dynamic with harah, jamis’ wife and paul’s eventual servant. their moment together in the first book is honestly the most open declaration of familial love we ever see in the books (“i love you, harah.” FUCKING RUINS ME), and right after that, alia snuggles up to jessica and takes comfort in her mother (she was so young she just wanted her MOM😭). like yeah she has many different memories within her that are not the memories of a child, but she, alia atreides, was still a child. and i know brian herbert and kevin j. anderson’s books are…certainly something😐but there’s a moment between alia and irulan in paul of dune where irulan tells alia, “you deserve to have a childhood too” and that just BREAKS ME because she never got one. since birth, she was treated like a freak and knew it. she literally said, “i know i’m a freak.” (she was like TWO when she said this MY BABY😭). when paul’s jihad was going on, she was running arrakis in his place as a CHILD. she had so much wisdom and knowledge and did an amazing job, but underneath that, you do see that she was a literal baby.

once she hit about four years old, jessica left her on arrakis. jessica went back to caladan and reverted back to her old bene gesserit ways, living in fear and disgust of the children she created. the children she once loved so. much. are now her biggest regrets, and we see this when she visits alia in children of dune and literally hesitates to call her “daughter.” once she admits it, there’s an understanding between alia and jessica that they are still family, but the “…daughter” DOESNT HURT ANY LESS.

then dune messiah comes around. she’s ≈ sixteen and already regarded as a demigoddess by the people of arrakis and has a little mini-cult surrounding her. she is paul’s closest confidante (some may argue that it’s chani, but i say again, “who could understand but the sister?”). she’s “saint alia of the knife” for a reason too. her fremen upbringing + her genetics make her incredibly skilled, so much so that breaking records is second-nature to her. however, as paul’s state declines, so does hers.

(WHO. COULD. UNDERSTAND. BUT. THE. SISTER.)

she starts slipping into spice trance, letting ancestors converse with her for longer periods of time. she’s argumentative and so, so lost. when duncan idaho’s ghola is given to paul, this 35+ year-old zombie man sees this 16 year-old and is like “yeah i’m gonna get up on that,” so he and alia get into a “relationship” that my poor girl didn’t know any better than to accept.

i think the start of her breaking point came when paul lost his sight. up until then, they had understood one another as easily as breathing, like those saplings that grow next to each other and end up twisting around one another (or turning into one tree). but when paul comes back blind yet still able to see, he knows she’s scared of him, and an irreparable rift develops right then and there (i pretend this doesn’t happen for my mental health).

once paul wandered into the desert, alia was gone. her sense of self and grasp on reality went right with him. he was the only one who didn’t live in fear of her, the only one who she ever felt truly loved by, who didn’t put her on a divine pedestal she didn’t want, who she could TRUST😭

this fucking monologue from messiah guts me inside:

“i wish i could burn this thing out of me…but i’m sister to an emperor who is worshipped as a god. people fear me. i never wanted to be feared. i don’t want to be part of history; i just want to be loved. and love.”

WHO!! COULD!! UNDERSTAND!! BUT!! THE!! SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!

the (almost) last things we hear her say in messiah are literally, “duncan, duncan, he’s [paul’s] gone! i need you duncan, love me!”

then, children of dune occurs. it’s nine years after paul wandered into the desert, AND ALIA STILL WEARS YELLOW, THE FREMEN COLOR OF MOURNING. she hates him and loves him and hates him and loves him and can’t stay out of a possessed trance for more than five minutes. rather than help her as the people around her notice her falling victim to the voices inside her, they ice her out, even her former lover, and call her abomination, trying to send her to her death and looking upon her with disgust. leto ii and ghanima, who she raised since birth, have no sympathy for her.

the only person we really see her close with is irulan tbh. which like. oh i love their dynamic. they went from being curt and uncaring with one another in messiah to being one another’s only comfort in children (for irulan loved paul too). still, irulan distances herself the more wrapped up in her own head alia becomes. when jessica returns to arrakis, she does nothing but stand by (and encourage alia’s execution) as she watches her daughter slip away as a result of her selfish choices!!

after alia finds out paul is alive, god there is so much conflict going on within her. the last time she saw him, they loved one another with a love that was more than love, but now, he’s preaching that everything they’ve built is a blasphemy and alia should be overthrown. she wants him dead but she wants him alive but she wants him dead but she wants him alive and she wants to see him but she hopes it isn’t him but she wants to see him. her big brother.

when she finally does see him, he looks her in the eyes and calls her a blasphemy.

then, paul is stabbed. alia watches him die, and to me, that is when the last string within her finally snaps. she turns to jessica and shouts, “that was paul they just killed!”

so many voices fight to overtake her, including her grandfather, baron harkonnen, who had been possessing her up until this point, but she is just so, so tired and so hurt and so unloved that she can’t do it anymore. she doesn’t even bother to fight. she jumps to her death and does not scream on the way down.

and this is what gets me too. we know it was her decision, the last decision she ever got to make of her own volition, and it was one of self-destruction. the baron was screaming at her not to do it — everyone else watched as it happened — but she did it anyway, and honestly, she found more peace in death than she ever did in life.

god i could talk about her for hours i love her so much she’s my girl my love i need to wrap her (and paul) up in little blankets and hold them so close.

also there is just…something about jessica watching both her children die in front of her. and the comparison she made in the first book when alia walks into her room and she thinks, “she reminds me of paul at that age” with both their big, curious eyes and quiet mannerisms and OH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#god i spent forever typing this out #this is definitely more than you asked for but #oh i just love her #alia atreides #st alia of the knife #alia ):#my girl my girl my GIRL #astra’s asks #dune

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sweet-villain · 2 years

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It's Been Awhile~ Joseph Quinn

Requested? Yes

Author's Note : I had to use this picture because my god when I saw it, I giggled to the max. I know you did too, don't lie.

Anonymous asked:

Hey!! I was wondering if you could do a Joe Quinn x reader where both you and Jamie walk out on stage at fanexpo. And while Finn say hi to Jamie, Joe runs to you before Grace even has the chance to say hello. He also doesnt let you go to your seat, he just holds you with him for a while. You and Joe have always been just a little bit more then friends (you’ve never admitted it to each other, but you both feel it) and you’ve also havent seen each other in a few months due to work, so its just a really cute reunion and you can decide how you end it :)) just a really cute, intimate moment between the reader and Joe! Thank you so much xxx

You were heading to Canada for FanExpo to meet fans and do some panels on a new show you were casted on. You knew that your close friend Joseph would be there, you were so proud of him and his role as Eddie Munson on Stranger Things.

Jamie was traveling with you, he was a good friend of yours and he told you that he needed your opinion on something and then told you to just come with him to FanExpo.

" You look nervous" Jamie mutters turning in his seat, taking off his headphone. He saw that your knee was bouncing and wanted to make sure you were okay.

" Yeah, just nervous to see Joe again. It's been so long since I've last seen him" Jamie waved his hand like "pfft."

" You both will be reunited soon" Jamie smirked knowing full aware that you Joseph were a little closer than friends. Joe had gushed to him about how beautiful, sweet, what a big heart you had and that the spark he felt was there. Joseph ended up telling Jamie he has a huge crush on you and wanted to tell you but he is shy and nervous.

" I know it's just-" Jamie cuts you off with a laugh, " you worry too much, darling. It's just Joseph"

You nod licking your chapped lips and looked out the window at the sky.

Joseph and you would always flirt with each other even through text and phone calls. You'd make him laugh and smile, but you both got busy with work and there were less phone calls, texts, face time calls and flirting.

He would check in on you once in awhile and wishing you the best as he was proud of your work too, he had been watching the show you were on and loving your character.

You couldn't believe the line you had that so many fans would want to meet you, take pictures with you and gush to you how much they love you.

A little girl was wearing the exact same outfit your character wore and it brought you to almost tears seeing it. She was only ten years old and she gushed how much your character just was helping her be positive in school

" Stay beautiful" you tell her, pocking her nose. Her mom told you how much she appreciates the time and how much her daughter loves you. You appreciate everyone and appreciate the love, feeling overwhelmed.

You knew Joseph was in the same building and your heart felt like it out jump out of your chest.

Some of the fans have asked you if you seen Joseph yet knowing of the friendship you had with him.

" Not yet, I might surprise him with Jamie at the panel with Finn and Grace" you told him but held a finger to your lips not wanting to ruin it.

They beamed with happiness and telling you they couldn't wait to see Joe's reaction.

- " Breathe" Jamie whispered into your ear as your eyes caught on Joe who was sitting on the one of the chair with his foot crossed as he talked into the mic.

" I'm breathing, thank you very much" he laughed shaking his head.

" He's just your close friend, your really good close friend" your eyebrows scrunched at what he meant but before he did, he walked out to the crowd screaming with happiness and you followed right after.

Joe's mouth dropped open at the sight of you, Grace was about to greet you but Joe was bouncing on his feet seeing you after so long. As Finn was saying hi to Jamie, Joe literally jumped almost knocking you over as he hold you.

" I can't believe you're here, sweetheart" he whispers into your ear as he buries his nose into your hair. He had missed you so much. The crowd is going nuts at your reunion, they know how close you two are as friends.

" It's so good to see you" he pulls away from you, taking a hold of your hand and bringing you to the chair but not before Jamie latches onto him as they have their bromance. They do it for the fans that love every minute of their friendship.

" I might have to share you with Y/N" he says into the mic, making everyone laugh. You wave hi to Grace and Finn, settling in your chair.

" Maybe I don't wanna share" you say into the mic, looking at Jamie. Jamie smirks knowing full fact what you mean, " Darling, he's not yours to share"

Your eyes go wide as Jamie says this, slouching in your chair hearing his tease.

" He's kidding, sweetheart" Joseph squeezes your knee as he pulls his chair closer to yours. You stuck your tongue out at Jamie, who puts a hand on his heart as you wounded him.

He keeps his hand there for a bit, squeezing your thigh and keeping his gaze on you.

You were asked about your role in the show you were playing at, and briefly mentioning you were talking to the Duffer brothers which the crowd got insane for.

Finn, Jamie, Grace and Joseph were all shocked hearing the news not really knowing if you'll join the show.

" I can't tell you much, but there is talk" you shrugged, giggling into the mic.

" How does it feel to be reunited with Joseph over here? You two are close friends from what I heard" you nodded.

"We are, but its been a long time since we hung out and did something outside of work. We both got busy and life got in the way, I missed him so much, it's so wonderful to see him after all this time. I'm super proud of him, he deserves the world"

Joseph put his hand on his heart, his little pout coming out as he listens to you before he reaches over taking your hand and kissing on top of it. This catches a wild reaction from the crowd as they gush over the two of you.

" You're such a sweetheart Y/N, thank you for the words and honestly you are a treasure in this world and I'm so glad to have you here, today"

" You both need to kiss already" Jamie says into the mic. All heads turn to him, as your eyes go wide and Joseph's mouth drops hearing his friend.

Finn and Grace giggle together, agreeing with Jamie.

" You both are crushing on each other, you both talk about each other and missing each other when the other isn't around. You both adore each other, so tell each other how you feel and kiss. Stop wasting time"

" Jamie" you gasped. He shrugged, " Just telling the truth, darling"

You look down at your lap feeling your cheeks beet read when a finger lifts up your chin and those brown eyes are looking at you.

" Do you have feelings for me?" He doesn't say this into the mic but to you, he is close enough that you can hear him.

" I do, I was just scared to tell you to lose you"

" Sweetheart, you'll never lose me. Never and I have feelings for you too. I have since the first time you greeted me and pulled me into a hug"

" Kiss, god damit!" Jamie screamed into the mic throwing his hands up.

You stuck your tongue at him and he rolled his eyes.

Joseph got off his chair and cupped your face with both his hands before leaning in and brushing his lips against yours not caring who was watching.

All that mattered was you and him.

You tugged on his shirt pulling him, kissing him as the crowd goes wild.

" Finally!" Jamie says.

#imagine joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #jewls writes #joseph quinn

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yourtouchismidas · 1 year

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I am so happy youre doing Matty/RG blurbs again ❤️ how about Matty's first time looking after Gigi alone for the night? Maybe RG has been finding things difficult so Denise invites her round for a girly night

omg yes have you seen one day? where dexter looks after jasmine. i one hundred percent see it happening like that.

you're fussing around and giving him a list of things he needs to make sure to do and he is encouraging you out the door saying, "we'll be fine, it's not like i'm her father or anything" and finally you kiss them both and with one last look head off to the taxi waiting for you outside. denise has invited you to a live screening of a tv show she is on, where you will then get drinks with her after.

matty feels very confident, gigi adores him, and he has done her bed time routine over and over again, sometimes with you, sometimes by himself. but the door slams behind you and she immediately starts screaming.

"oh honey, what is all this?" he says to her, bobbing her up and down in his arms, but she is screaming so she is super red in the face, tears down her cheeks and he is saying "oh poppet. oh dear" and leans her against his chest where she cries there.

she's cranky all evening, but he tries a few different things to try and get her to cheer up. he puts on baby pop music and dances her around and when that doesnt work he puts on charli xcx which she has heard in the studio and must comfort her, because she stops crying and stares at matty while he dances like an idiot in front of her and eventually gets her laughing.

they put the telly on and watch her nana on the show she is on, and matty points and says "theres nana! there's nana!" and gigi watches mezmorised but any time the camera focuses on someone who isn't denise she starts screaming again.

"i'm going to call in in a second," matty grumbles, picking his baby up off the sofa to try something else.

he ends up reacting a whole shakespeare play with a stuffed toy dinosaur and a few stuffed bears, but it works and she watches him, not crying, until her eyes start to flutter. he picks her up and gives her her bottle and rocks her saying "there there my love, there there, daddy's here, daddy's here," as she starts to fall asleep in his arms. he has almost gets her in the cot, when a group of boys outside start yelling, shock her out of sleep and she starts screaming again. matty opens the window and yells "can you shut your gobs you just woke upmy baby! it's a goddamn monday night for fucks sake," and they all stare and jeer at him until one guy says "isn't that matty healy?" and matty shoves the window closed, knowing he going to be in the daily mail tomorrow. he should text jamie about this.

but first, he needs to help his daughter stop crying, and there is only one thing that does it.

you let yourself in, late, and when you head upstairs to check on gigi, you see matty, still fully dressed, body curled around the baby and both sleeping peacefully, like they have no worries in the entire world.

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy #matty healy x y/n #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #dad!matty

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joequinnisgod · 2 years

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Surprises (requested)

Pairing: Joseph Quinn x co-star!reader

Request: Can you make a joe quinn x reader where they are bith actors and have been together since st4 shooting and now hes busy wjth promos for the show with jamie and like the reader sees how tired he is and stressed so she suprises him.with flowers and treats him like he needs to be and suprises him with a trip to spend much needed time together and she spoils him rotten there and she doesnt know he is planning to propose there at a restaurant and when they are back in their hotel they make love? And ahen they later share a bubblebath he thanks her for eveything shes done

Warnings: established relationship, stress, being overworked, engagement, sex(protected), also fluff I guess

Word count: 4282

A/N: Thank you for the patience dear requester, hope I fulfilled all your wishes <3 Also, I’m happy you guys liked Paris from the balcony!! :)

Dating isn't the easiest thing when you barely see each other with your partner. Ever since season four of Stranger Things came out, Joseph's been incredibly busy with doing interviews and promoting the show with Jamie. You also had the opportunity to do a few interviews in the begging, but Joseph has been getting a lot more attention lately. You were happier than ever that he was getting the recognition he deserves, but seeing him this tired worried you a lot. You'd always try to stay awake and wait for him to get home, but these attempts often ended up with you falling asleep on the couch. Other times he'd be long gone by the time you woke up, even though you always asked him to wake you so you could say goodbye. At this point one could say that he only came home to sleep and they'd be right. Whenever you did see each other, it was mostly just small talks. It made you both really upset that work separated you, so you decided to plan a surprise trip for the two of you. You knew that he would have the next week off and you couldn't be more excited for it.

You and Joseph first met during the pre-production of Stranger Things, at the first meeting the actors had. You were rather shy as it was a new working environment with new people, but you and Joseph being new on set helped bringing you closer together. Small talks turned into exchanged phone numbers, which turned into late night texts and calls and eventually it all lead to your first date, four years ago.

It was a little after 7PM, the smell of freshly made dinner still hanging in the air as you were setting the table. You made sure everything was immaculate, clean and neatly organized on the table. As you put the glasses on the wooden surface you heard the front door opening, signaling Joseph got home. You waited for him to say he's home and search for you in the house – like he usually does – but when none of those things happened, you grew curious. You walked down the corridor to the entrance, but the sight that greeted you in the foyer broke your heart; he was sitting on the entryway bench, his face in his palms.

"Joseph, what happened? Are you okay?"

You crouched down in front of him and started to stroke his arms. After gently pulling his palms from his face you saw just how tired he had truly been. Dark bags under his slightly red eyes, droopy eyelids, his skin a little more pale than usual and the small wrinkles around his eyes and on his forehead a tad more defined. You took his hands in yours and pulled him to stand up with you. Neither of you said a word, you just stood there, hugging in silence. You rubbed his back and drew circles on the back of his neck while he had his arms around your waist and his head in the crook of your neck.

"I made dinner." You said quietly after a few minutes. He lifted his head to look at you and you put your hand on his cheek as you pressed a sweet, loving kiss on his lips. Hand in hand, you walked to the dining room.

"You did this for me?" Said he, as his eyes scanned the room.

"Only for you. Come on, sit down, I'll be right back."

You walked to the kitchen, grabbed the two plates from the counter, full of his favourite meal and hurried back to him. After placing the dinner on the table you left the room once again, took the wine from the fridge and the bouquet of flowers you bought earlier.

"This is for you." You leaned down to press a kiss on his cheek as you held the flowers towards him.

"Thank you." He giggled softly at the gesture and after admiring the flowers, he put the bouquet in the empty vase that you had put on the table earlier. "I should be bringing you flowers like this."

"It's more than enough for me that I finally have you with me." You poured the wine.

After you both finished dinner you started to clean up the table while he took a shower. Soon, you were done and walked to bedroom after turning all the lights off in the house. You changed into your pyjamas since you had already taken a shower and sat on your side of the bed, waiting for him. A few minutes later he exited the bathroom and walked to the bed to claim his side of it.

"I have one more surprise for you."

"Alright love, but you'll have to do all the work 'cause I'm way too tired to move." He laid on his back.

"Not that." You laughed as you slapped his arm and took his hand on yours to play with his fingers. "I know how hard you've been working in the past weeks and months. It makes me sad to see you this exhausted and I've been missing you. A lot. So, I've been thinking and I figured we could go to Rome next week. A little vacation to make up for the time we spent apart from each other. What do you say? It's okay if you don't want to go, I can cancel the bookings."

"Come here." He pulled you down beside him after a moment of silence and he wrapped his arms around you tightly. "I'd love nothing more." He took your face in his hands and started to plant kisses all over it. Before he got to your lips he stopped a little to admire and take in your beauty.

"I love you so much, darling." He said and kissed you not even waiting for a response since he didn't need one; your actions showed him how much you loved him.

A few days later you were knee deep in the wonders of Rome and the Italian culture. Waking up in each other's arms again, knowing you don't have to rush anywhere felt like a blessing. Even though you woke up before him each morning, you let him sleep in so he could really get some rest. After getting ready you would go out for breakfast, to a different place every day. Throughout the day you would try to visit the most attractions possible or you would just spend the day at the hotel's pool, like today. For dinner you would also go to a different restaurant each night.

"Where do you wanna go for dinner?" You asked as you walked out of the bathroom, drying your hair with a towel.

"Well, I actually made some reservations for us. Hope you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind. Can I get any hints?" You walked over to him and sat in his lap as you tossed the towel on the couch, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Put on something nice." He smiled.

"Wanna help me with choosing the dress?"

"As much as I'd love to, I'm afraid that would lead to something else and we have to be at the restaurant by 7.".

"Are you sure? You know how indecisive I can get." You started kissing his neck.

"Didn't you get enough this morning? Or last night?" He chuckled.

"It was more than enough, I just can't get enough of you." You connected your lips. His hand started to stroke you thigh as the other rested on your waist.

"How about..we finish..this..after we get back?" He said between quick pecks. "I still have to take a shower and you have to get ready. We don't wanna be late, do we?"

"Alright." You stood up after one last kiss, took his hand in yours and guided him to the bathroom. You started doing your makeup while he undressed himself and stepped into the shower. After you did your makeup and hair, you walked back in the room to your suitcase to pick a dress. Looking at the clothes you packed, you did become indecisive. As your eyes wandered across the room, it settled on a dress you bought the day before. You were walking down the busy streets of Rome before dinner, talking about anything that came on your mind as you saw the dress in a shop window and fell in love with it right away.

You slipped the dress on and reached behind trying to pull the zipper up, unsuccessfully. You walked to the balcony where Joseph went a few minutes ago. He was already dressed in his white shirt and white suit, with his usual chains around his neck. He stood at the railing, adoring the view when you walked to him and hugged him from behind, which made him turn to face you.

"Fucking hell, baby." You heard him say as he checked you out.

"Can you zip it for me, please?" You smiled as his reaction made you blush. After he gently turned you around and did as you asked, he grabbed your hand and twirled you.

"You have no idea how close I am to cancelling the reservation." He put his hand on your cheek as he pulled you closer. "You look beautiful."

"You don't have anything to complain about either, handsome. I love this suit on you." You smiled as you kissed him.

Arriving to the restaurant, the most delicious smells lingered all around you, light jazz was playing across the building, the sound of people chatting and cutlery clinking filled the air. As the waiter led you to your table you had a little time to examine the place; the nude coloured walls with beautiful paintings decorating them, the shiny marble tiles on the floor, the big and detailed crystal chandeliers, couples having the time of their lives and families celebrating at the bigger tables. You followed the waiter outside to the terrace, where the warm summer air and a stunning view welcomed you. He led you to a rather private part of the restaurant. There were only a few tables around which were empty, only freshly ironed table cloths, flowers, plates and silverware filling them.

"Thank you." You said to the waiter as he pulled out your chair so you could sit down.

"Here are your menus, please do let me know when you're ready to order. Until then can I bring you some beverages?"

"We would like the finest white wine you have." Joseph said as he knew you like to drink white wine on occasions like this.

"Alright, Sir. I'll be right back."

"I wanted to pull out your chair." He said pouting as soon as the waiter was out of sight.

"It's okay, Joseph." You smiled. "This place is gorgeous."

"I'm glad you like it." He smiled while examining your face, as you took in the view. Unbeknownst to you, his heart was beating rapidly in his throat just by thinking about the little black velvet box in his suit jacket's inside pocket. It's been on his mind ever since he bought it, but especially today. During the shower and while being on the balcony he kept imagining what the moment would actually be like and how you would react.

The waiter was soon back with the wine, pouring a glass for you each before he took your orders.

"You know, I'm really happy we get to spend some time together again. This vacation was a great idea, love." He reached across the table to take your hand in his.

"Well, to see you come home so drained and exhausted every day was breaking my heart. Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for you and the opportunities you get but it's bad to see you so overworked and overwhelmed."

"I know these past weeks and months haven't been ideal and I'm sorry about that. I always knew you supported me in every way and I'm grateful for that. Thank you for being so patient with me and for caring about me, it really means the world to me and I want you to know how much I love you. You always make my days and manage to turn my worst ones into the best. You gave me so much during these past four years and you've proven to me countless times that you're my soulmate. I feel like the luckiest guy and I'll forever be grateful for the day I met you. You changed my life for the better and turned me into a better man. I can only hope you'll never get tired of me and I'll get to grow old with you." He rose from his seat and kneeled down in front of you as he reached for the velvet box. "You truly are the love of my life and the reason I smile every day. Darling," – he opened the little box – "do you want to grow old with me?"

You were absolutely speechless. The man of your life kneeling in front of you, asking you to be his wife, to spend the rest of your lives together. His eyes shining brightly with the lights reflecting in them, a curl hanging loosely on his forehead, his nervous smile wider than ever, his hands holding the box, just waiting for your answer. The thought of waking up next to him for the rest of your life made your heart beat faster. Making new memories with him and sharing new experiences is all you ever wanted.

"I want nothing more, yes!" You reached your hand as he took the ring out of the box, held your finger and slid it on. You jumped from your seat as he stood up and wrapped your arms around his neck tightly. He wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you before pulled back, placed his hands on both sides of your face as a tear rolled down your cheek.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby." He connected your lips in a passionate, loving kiss. "Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world."

"Thank you for giving me the chance make you the happiest."

The rest of the dinner was spent with chatting, you admiring the ring and enjoying the view as the setting sun painted the sky in beautiful shades of orange and pink. The walk back to the hotel was filled with laughter as you clung onto his arm while walking hand in hand, the gentle breeze danced with your hair. The hotel lobby was quiet, the only sounds audible came from the receptionist typing on the keyboard and your high heels. The sharp clicking of your stilettos on the marble tiles turned into soft thumps on the carpeted floor of the hallway that led to your room. As the door closed, you pulled Joseph into a tight hug.

"Thank you for tonight." A quiet murmur left your lips as your head laid in the crook of his neck.

"Thank you for saying yes."

"Don't thank that. You could ask the question a million times and I'd always say yes." You smiled as your fingers played with his hair. His hands came up to cup your face as he connected your lips in a slow, gentle kiss. Soon, there was no sign of sweetness or innocence in the kiss, instead it grew sloppier and more passionate. You stepped out of your stilettos which had him leaning down a little more to keep your lips connected as the height difference grew.

Joseph broke the kiss as he kicked his shoes to the side, took his jacket off and threw it on the nearest chair. Your hands found the buttons of his shirt and started undoing them. He pressed sweet, slow kisses down your neck as your fingers worked on the somewhat stubborn buttons. His hands travelled up and down your back, stroking it affectionately. By the time you unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his pants, his hand had found the zipper of your dress. He slowly pulled it down, his other hand tracing the skin that became exposed by his action. His lips wandered to you shoulder while he slowly slid the strap of your dress down. Your hands slid down his chest and stomach, feeling his muscles slightly tense at your touch. When you reached his belt you ran your fingers along the line of his waistband, causing him to exhale sharply. Your hands started fidgeting with his belt, slowly undoing it, doing the same to the button and the zipper of his pants. As you slowly pulled his pants down, you also started to lower yourself. His hands came around your waist to stop you and pulled you back up.

"I don't want none of that tonight, love. I just want to make sweet love to my fiancée. Okay?" He cupped and stroked your cheek. You smiled and kissed him. "Jump." Said he, while wrapping his hands around the back of your thighs. Walking to the bed, he gently placed you on the soft mattress and crawled to hover over you. Putting his weight on his forearm he moved the hair out of your face. "Soon-to-be Mrs. Quinn."

He kissed your face as you giggled at his words. His lips traced the well-known path down your neck once again, this time not stopping at your collarbone. The sensation of his lips and facial hair discovering your chest and stomach made you sigh and whine beneath him. His hands followed his way down your body. Eventually, he got to the top of your underwear. He lifted his head a bit, eyes looking for yours. When he realised you were already getting lost in the moment, he pressed a kiss on your clothed pelvis with a groan, his fingers getting caught in the waistband but not pulling it down yet. To his actions you raised your head, meeting his dark brown eyes full of love, adoration and lust staring deeply into yours.

"Already getting overwhelmed, love?" He rasped with a smirk before kissing the inside of your thighs.

"Joseph, baby, I need you."

"Oh, I can feel that." He touched the wet spot on your panties. He started pulling it down at a teasingly slow pace while keeping his eyes on you, watching your eyebrows furrowing with impatience. He thew your underwear aside as you pulled your legs up, opening them wide for him. He covered your pelvis in gentle kisses, making his way further down with each one. The sudden feeling of his tongue between your folds with his humming made you moan and jump a little, to which he placed his hands on your hips, holding them still. He placed his mouth on your clit and started sucking the sensitive spot and flicking it with his tongue as he slowly pushed two fingers in. The continuous movement of his tongue and fingers, his groans, the stroking motion across your belly by his other hand got you closer and closer to the edge. His hands found your breasts, starting to play with your already hardened nipples.

"Please don't stop, baby." You let out a shaky breath. "I'm close."

His tongue and fingers started to work faster in sync, his humming sending vibrations through your entire body. Your hips began rolling down on his fingers to match his rhythm, feeling desperate to cum. He curled his fingers inside you, hitting that one spot that made your eyes roll back. Your back suddenly arched as you hit your high, his name falling off your lips between heavy moans. When you seemed to calm down and catch your breath, he slowly stopped his movements and climbed up so you could be face to face.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm more than okay, Joseph." You giggled, your eyelids already growing heavy. He kissed you with a smile while his hands wandered up and down your side. You hooked your fingers in the waistband of his boxers, signalling him to take it off. He slid it down his legs and kicked it down on the floor after breaking the kiss. He reached for the box on the nightstand and took a small square-shaped foil out of it. He opened it with his teeth as he kept the eye contact. You eyed him up and down; him standing on his knees, his erection against his stomach while rolling the condom down his shaft and throwing the packaging on the floor. He stroked himself a few times before laying between your legs, holding himself up with his arm next to your head, his hand guiding his cock towards your entrance.

"You ready, doll?" He dragged his nose gently against your cheek, planting a kiss there.

"For you, always." He kissed your lips as he pushed himself into you, his hand moving to your thigh, bringing it up to wrap it around his waist as he thrusted deep into you. The kiss was broken by your gasp and his moan, your hands already on his back, lightly scratching it. The way he stretched you felt delicious. After a few minutes of light strokes on your arm, you felt his slow, hard thrusts in your stomach, the feeling knocking the breath out of your lungs. His movement was paired with sloppy kisses across your neck as he repeatedly said his 'I love you's. When his warm hand finally found yours, he intertwined your fingers next to your head.

This was a moment you were going to remember for the rest of your life. He truly filled all your senses, he was everywhere; his hot, sweaty skin right against yours, his cold chains hanging down on your chest, his deep moans and heavy breaths next to your ear, the smell of his cologne and sex in your nostrils, the view you had of him moving above you and his scrunched up face – until he buried his face in your neck –, the taste of you still lingering on his tongue. The room was rather dark, only the lights from outside lit it through the window. Your moans and gasps grew louder and sharper each time due to the overwhelming experience.

He let go of your hand and reached for your thigh that was wrapped around his waist and brought it up to rest it on his shoulder, hitting your sweet spot at a completely new angle now, making you moan loudly. He hissed at the feeling of your nails scratching his back and you clenching around him, bringing him closer to the edge.

"My god, it feels so good, Joseph." You felt your back arching, your breasts pressing against his bare chest.

"I'm so close, fuck. Eyes on me, love." He squeezed your cheeks together to keep your head still before you felt his hand on your clit as he began drawing circles.

That was all you needed to fall apart beneath him: fighting the urge to close your eyes, eyebrows furrowing, his name and curse words upon your lips, back arching even more, nails digging into his skin, your hand squeezing his, clenching tightly around him, toes curling. The sight of you coming undone underneath him made Joseph loose it too. His hips stilled for a moment after a few deep thrusts, a deep moan leaving his lips with your name, his dark eyes fixed on yours, hand squeezing hand again. He laid his head on your chest as collapsed on top of you, your hand from his back coming up to his hair, slowly stroking it.

You laid in the dark room, the sounds of rapid breathing bouncing off the walls, the smell of sex lingering in the air, just you and him.

"I love you." He looked up at you, kissing the valley between your breasts before pacing his chin there.

"I love you, Joseph." You stroked his back. He lifted himself from you before pulling out. He stood up from the bed and walked to the bin to throw away the used condom after tying it. He went to the bathroom and walked to the bathtub to turn the tap on. After making sure the temperature was right, he put some shower gel in the water, making a bubble bath. He let the water run so it could fill the tub and walked back to you. Climbing back above you, he started planting kisses down your arm. From your shoulder to the back of your hand, then the tip of your fingers separately.

"Come on, let's take a bath." He wrapped both your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. He stood up once again and walked to the bathroom with you in his arms. After the tub was full enough with water and bubbles, he closed the running tap. He climbed in first, then reached his hand to you so you could climb in easily. You were laying in silence, your back against his chest while playing with his hand.

"Thank you for everything." You kissed his palm.

"Love, you don't need to thank for anything. I should be the only one thanking for all you've done for me. For supporting me, being by my side all the time, caring about me, loving me, making me happy, for choosing to spend the rest of our lives together." He nuzzled his head in the crook of your head. "I can't wait to marry you."

"Neither can I, baby. I love you." You turned your head to kiss him, your future husband.

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Thank you for reading it, hope you enjoyed it! Requests are open, feedbacks are appreciated :) Have a lovely day / night! <3

#joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn imagine

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rise-my-angel · 1 month

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Do you have any thoughts about Jamie and Brienne vs Jamie and Cersei? Would love to hear you speak about them cause you're so well-versed in all things GOT!! ☺️☺️

DO I EVER HAVE THOUGHTS (you've made a mistake this is so many words im so sorry I love talking about Jaime Lannister).

Jaime and Cersei are so superficially codependant on each other. In reality they know very little about who the other is in small details, and their attraction is based on a massive amount of vanity because they look so similar. But at the same time, if we're looking at Jaime, he is always the worst version of himself with Cersei.

They promote the worst in each other and it shows. Because Jaime is not that vindictive with others. He is way more honest with characters hes known for far less time then his own twin sister. He is close with Tyrion and their interactions are Jaime at his most normal. He is very himself with Catelyn to the point he confesses a strange number of things to her he doesn't for anyone else. But not Cersei.

He's closed off when he's with her. He's back to being vain and destructive and vindictive. Jaime loves the idea of being with Cersei rather then Cersei herself. He is addicted to this codependant relationship based on physical attraction to the point he ruins his own life to keep it going.

But then he is seperated from her by war. And then he meets Brienne.

Jaime, is actually not yet at his lowest when they meet but he is at the worst in terms of what his relationship with Cersei represents. When he meets Brienne he is a prisoner, chained up, filthy, stinking, probably a bit septic and quite literally covered in his own shit. He is at the opposite place which he would be with Cersei when he meets Brienne. Cersei wouldn't stick around for this version of Jaime, but Brienne has oathed to. And so their story starts at Cerseis opposite.

Then it gets interesting. Brienne is verbally combative with him and does not hesitate to push him on what she disagrees with or opposes. She is actually similar to Cersei in that shes physically close to him. But wheras Cersei is in looks alone, Brienne is in size and strength. Something that clearly peaks Jaimes interest since he switches between making fun of her size to asking things like if she wants a man strong enough to be able to wrestle with her because hes strong enough. He's interested in her for the same reason of physical, but the why is completely opposite.

Cerseis physical similarity goes no deeper. Briennes physical similarlity represents that Jaime doesnt just want more then looks, he needs more then just looks. He thrives on verbally sparring with her to the point they bond without even realizing it because theyve spoken so much.

Then Jaime inadvertantly makes a sacrifice. His hand for her honour. He makes a deal to save her from being raped and in turn his hand is cut off for his audacity of thinking making deals is how the rest of the world works. Jaimes identity shatters here.

Since like his relationship to Cersei, his identity is so superficial. Without his ability to sword fight he thinks he has nothing, just like how without their physical attraction he and Cersei, have nothing. But Brienne begins to care more. Tries to pull him out of depression and doesnt give up on him.

Then Jaime does something for Brienne hes never done for Cersei. Cersei claims Jaime would've killed Robert for hurting her, but it isn't true. We know Robert has clearly been physically abusive before considering both their reactions when he slaps her indicates he has done it before but not in front of other people. But Jaime wouldve seen the marks. He knew Cersei was physically abused. And did nothing.

Then Brienne is thrown in a bear pit with a wooden sword. And Jaime with one hand, jumps in to rescue her when he already was on his way to safety. He goes back to save her and refuses to leave without her by his side.

Now Brienne in the books is younger, but I think for their relationship dynamic I think the shows version being older works better. Beacuse now Jaime is dealing with a woman similar to his sister in age. Now he has a direct comparison on what life has turned them both into and Jaime realizes that he is full of life with Brienne.

Jaime confesses about the day he murdered the Mad King to Brienne, when hes never spoken of it before. He has never told Cersei anything like that, we know. Beacuse by then, Brienne represents everything he wishes he had with Cersei but with someone whose bond with him is the opposite of superficial or vain.

Ironically, Cersei has a version of this too. Cersei watches Margaery and Loras and is seeing what she and Jaime could have been if they did not have this toxic physical relationship with each other. Margaery and Loras love each other deeply, trust each other, protect each other and work together in harmony but without any of the hangups Cersei and Jaime have.

So when Jaime comes back and hes a different man, he tries to fit into the mold of someone he used to be and it doesnt fit him anymore. Cersei knows it, and she knows she will never actually have with Jaime what she wants.

Jaimes defining moment he could never come back from, should have been pushing Bran out that window to protect his secret relationship with Cersei. But it isn't.

It's when he sacrificed everything he didnt even really have anymore to protect Brienne in the bear pit soley because he cared about her too much to turn his back on her. That was the moment Jaime did something he could never come back from.

Jaime with Cersei is at his lowest, and with Brienne is at his highest but then when he sends Brienne away to find Sansa not knowing if theyd ever see each other again, and then he leaves to settle the remaining fights in the Riverlands, and in the books, literally burns a letter from Cersei pleading for him to come back.

Jaime has had a taste of who he is with both, and now he has to go alone for a while and figure out who he is after both of them and find out what version of Jaime Lannister was closest to who he is between them. And it's Brienne hes the most himself with, since he has literally nothing to hide from her. They started at his worst and it only got better.

He has nowhere good to go with Cersei because once the illusion of physical attraction was shattered, Jaime realized there was nothing tying him to being undyingly loyal to Cersei that mattered.

Its an interesting case of Jaime and Cersei needed each other to pretend to be whole, but Jaime and Brienne are whole without each other, and therefore are still whole when they do have each other.

#this is a mix of show and book analysis but i think one compliments the other well #game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #jaime lannister #brienne of tarth #cersei lannister

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tillthelandslide · 11 months

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I really need to see Matty looking after Lou after she got the tattoo, maybe he helps with the aftercare, wrapping it etc... And how he can't stop looking at it and smiling

A/n: omg thank you for this, I love this and I thank you for sending this in... I wanna do more little blurbs like this about the ia series... I added a little reaction into this too. Don't know if this is what you wanted but.... Hope you like it?

Matty insists going to the tattoo studio with her but she's just as stubborn as him, telling him she wants to go alone, so he allows her, although he's pouting about it as she leaves him. She gets the tattoo done, in the same place as Matty's but on the other arm, opposite his. She returns to their hotel after that and Matty is a bit annoyed that he doesn't know she's back, only finding out when he stubbles across her in their living area of their room, the whole band crowded around her, looking at the tattoo beneath the wrap.

"How comes I'm the last to see" Matty pouts, trying to push his way through the group to find her.

His eyes land on her arm, smiling widely at the tattoo but more so at the positioning of it. His hand gently takes her arm in his, taking a closer look at it.

"Love" he says, smiling at her.

"Like it?" The question seems ridiculous because it's basically the same as all of their tattoos, but it means so much more than that.

"Love it" he says, standing to the left of her and taking her hand in his, smiling at the way their tattoos touch, she winces slightly at the pain but then smiles, nodding at him, letting him know that's exactly the reason she got it there.

Everyone smiles at them and two hours later, when she takes the wrap off, they all take a picture of their tattoos together, some standing a bit awkwardly (Ross for example) to get theirs in frame. After an awkward amount of shuffling about, they finally find a way that shows all of them and Jamie takes a picture, sending it to their group chat.

Matty's is then tugging Lou off somewhere, insisting that he helps clean, moisturise and then re-wrap it. He gently pushes Lou until she's resting in a comfortable position next to the sink, resting her bottom on the edge of the bath tub, draping her arm over the basin and washing the tattoo with warm water and suds.

"Doesnt hurt does it? Not too hot? Not too cold?" He asks all at once making her chuckle.

"No Matty I'm fine" she says and he still looks worried.

"You're sure?" She nods, leaning up to kiss him gently.

He gently dries it before leaning down to place a soft kiss against the skin, before reaching for the moisturiser the tattoo artist gave her, applying a small amount and gently massaging it in. For some reason he softly blows against the skin, maybe thinking it would help it dry quicker.

He comes to sit next to her, the bath tub digging slightly into his bum, making him realise maybe this wasnt the most comfortable place to sit. He rests his arm against hers, their tattoos adjacent to one another. The smile on his face is addictive and makes one of similar calibre rest against her own mouth.

His eyes keep flicking between his and hers, smiling at how identical they were. He slowly lifts her arm closer to his eyes again, impressed with the fine line artwork.

"How did you get it to be identical to mine?" He asks, completely in awe, with the fact she wanted it to be the same as his and the fact she finally has it, officially a part of the band.

"Sent them a picture of yours... Quite a few actually" she chuckles, he looks at her in shock, before a cheeky smile rises to his face.

"And how did you get those aye?" He asks.

"I have my ways" she lifts his own arm to her mouth now, kissing his tattoo this time.

"Cheeky" he says but his ego has inflated way too much to say anything else, he just smirks to himself. He knows what he means to her now, it was obvious.

He gently taps the tattoo, feeling that the moisturiser had sunk it a good amount, apologising when she lightly winces.

"Okay love, hold your arm out" he says and she does as he says, allowing him to wrap the tattoo, gently securing it with tape, smiling all the while down at it

"Beautiful" he says and they walk hand in hand back to the room to join the boys. Tattoos resting against each other, box against box.

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heyyy i have a request! reader and jamie have been really busy with work and everything but reader gets a day off and she really misses jamie, so while hes working she sits on his lap and try to get his attention but it doesnt really work, so she starts grinding on his lap and moaning and guess what IT WORKS so he puts his work aside and goes to bed with her and reader starts riding his thigh, then jamie fucks her and theyre both very loud. when theyre finished, jamie whispers in her ear “look at the mess you made around my cock”

good god. oh my lord. holy moly. I LOVE THIS!! i had this very specific picture in mind whilst writing the beginning of this... when you'll read it you'll understand ;)

Relief- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

summary: you and jamie have been very busy lately and you finally have a day off whilst he's working at home so you use it to your advantage

warnings: NSFW! this is mostly smut so if you're uncomfortable please don't read it my love!!

note: i'm posting on a thursday?? well, that's because i have a week off college now!! yay!! <3

“Jamie,” you knock on the door, “can I come in?”

“Of course, darling. I’m a little busy right now though.”

“That’s okay, I just want to… be with you. I’ve missed you this week. It’s been quite lonely here by myself.”

As you walk into his office, you see him sitting by his desk, his spinny chair pushed back, giving the impression that he wasn’t actually working although his laptop was open in front of him, and he seemed to be texting on his phone. He had just got off a call.

“I’ve missed you too, love.” He frowns, watching you as you move closer to him, eventually sitting on his lap, your knees either side of hips. “Is everything okay?” He asks softly, kissing your shoulder.

“Hmm.” You hum, burying your face in the crook where his shoulder met his neck. He smelt so good, his signature cologne mixed with soap and cigarettes. His hand comes up to rub your lower back, and suddenly you have an idea. “You’re always so busy.” You whisper.

“I know, baby. You know I’d much rather spend time with you if I could instead, but right now I’ve got things to do.”

“That’s a shame,” you begin, wiggling your hips slightly to get more ‘comfortable’ on his lap, gasping when you feel the friction of his jeans against your heat. You were only wearing a lingerie set, hidden by a fluffy robe, “because so have I.”

He tries his best to ignore your actions, hoping you’d stop- it’s not that he didn’t want this, he would bend you over his desk and take you right now if he could- however, he had some important work to get done today.

“Darling,” he places his hands on your hips, stopping you from grinding yourself down on his growing bulge, “please.”

“Do you want me to stop?” You ask, gently.

“No, but-” Before he could finish his sentence, you move your hips once more, and at the same time he bucks his hips up involuntarily, causing a moan to escape your lips. He couldn’t help but give in.

He closed down his laptop and you watched him with a grin.

“C’mon then.” He sighs, a smirk growing on his face as he taps your thigh.

You took the hint, grinning as you stood up, ready to follow him up the stairs.

He takes his shirt off as he lies on the bed, pulling you down on top of him. He smiles as he peels back the robe from your body, revealing your black lace bra and matching underwear. He slightly bites his lower lip, his hands sliding up and down your sides.

“Was this your plan all along, hm? To distract me?” He smirks, pulling back the elastic of your panties before letting it go with a ‘snap’ against your skin.

“No…” You smiled mischievously, leaning down to kiss his jaw, “but you did look like you needed a break.”

He says no more, but lifts his right leg up so his knee brushes perfectly against your clothed heat. He sat up a little more against the headboard, and the look he gave you said ‘go ahead’, and as he placed his hands on your waist you can’t help but roll your hips, grinding your barely clothed cunt down against his thigh.

“This what you needed, hm? You pulled me away from my work so you better make it worth it, doll. C’mon, you can do better than that” At his words, you threw your head back as a moan slipped from your lips, your hips working at an insane pace to bring you pleasure. “You gonna cum, darling? I’ve barely even touched you. You’re such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”

You nodded your head and bit down on your lip to stop any more pathetic noises slipping from your mouth. Jamie reached a hand up, cupping your breast, teasing your hardened nipples through the fabric.

“Jamie… please,” you whimper, feeling your high approaching.

“Nuh-uh.” He smirked, placing his hands on your waist and flipping you so he was now on top, his warm body towering over yours. “Look at the mess you made on me, love,” he chuckles, looking down at the damp patch on his jeans, “you have such a pretty pussy, but she sure knows how to make a mess, hm?” He leans down, trailing kisses down your neck to your collarbone as your hips wiggle about in the air, trying to find any form of friction. He notices this and presses his hand against your lower belly, keeping you still. “Stop moving, baby. I’ll give you what you want, just gotta ask nicely.” He smirks against your skin.

“Please Jamie… I need to feel you.”

“You can feel me, I’m right here.” He taunts.

“That’s not what I mean! Fuck- I need to you to fuck me… Please, please…” You begin to babble as his hand rips your panties off your body, throwing them to the side of the bed. His thumb plays with your clit as his two fingers slip through your soaked folds, gathering some of your slick before easing them into your hole. “Mhmm,” you whimper, your fingers tangling in his hair as his kisses move down to your breasts.

“That’s right, baby. Don’t be quiet for me, you know how much I love those pretty sounds you make.”

The feeling of his mouth wrapped around your nipple and his fingers fucking into you, you let out a pornographic moan, your thighs trembling, threatening to close around his body. You let out a string of whimpers and whines as his fingers leave you, satisfied with his work.

“Good girl,” he smiles, moving back so he has room to shuffle off his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers, and you in your bra. You reach around to your back to take your last remaining garment off when he stops you, “leave it on, baby. You look so fucking hot in it.”

You nod your head, following his orders as your hands move down to his growing bulge involuntarily. As you palmed his hard cock, he returned to kissing your neck, suckling on your sensitive spots and leaving marks that let everyone know who you belong to.

When he was tired of the teasing, Jamie pulled back from you and pushed his boxers down his thighs, his cock smacking against his stomach, the tip red and leaking precum. Your mouth almost watered at the sight.

You wanted to reach for it, to tease him, to take him into your mouth and suck him dry- but he didn’t give you a chance. He was already lining himself up with you.

“Ready, darling?” He asked, checking your face for any hesitation.

“Yes, please I need- Fuck! Hnnff.” As he pushes himself into you, you wonder how long it had been since the last time you fucked. You had both been so busy lately, you had not had the time. He was stretching you out again, the pleasant sting burned through your lower body as your legs wrapped around his hips, not letting him go.

Jamie let out a low groan once he was fully inside you, your cunt pulsing around him as his cock twitched.

“Shit, I forgot how amazing you feel,” he mutters against your neck as his hips snap into yours, fucking you slow and hard. Everytime he fucked into you, you would let out a breathy whine, tugging on his blonde locks as if it would ground you, stop you from slipping away into pure bliss.

“Mm.. fuck, faster, p-please Jamie…” You moan, your nails clawing his back.

“Yeah?” He smirks, as if to say ‘you can’t handle it’, before pushing himself up, his arms either side of you to support him as his pace quickens, leaving you a whimpering mess beneath him. “This what you wanted, baby?” You nod your head and try to look at him, although you can’t keep your eyes open.

“So good.” You gasp, your legs wrapping around him tighter.

“I can make it better,” he says as if to challenge you, and you feel his hand slipping between your bodies, to your clit again. He teased the swollen nub, rubbing it in harsh circles, matching the pace he was fucking you at.

“I’m… I’m gonna cum… Oh- Oh god, Jamie d-don’t stop.” You whimper, your fingers pulling on his hair even harder as pressure begins to build in your belly.

“Let go, baby. Show me how good it feels, make a mess for me. Can you do that?” He pants, you nod your head, “look at me… need to see your face when you cum for me, darling.”

You open your eyes and see his hair hanging messily over his forehead, the sweat on his chest giving his tattoos a kind of glow, and his eyes were focused on yours.

“Cum for me, y/n.”

At that, you let go. Allowing your body to be taken over by the white hot ecstasy of your orgasm. Your legs tremble around your boyfriend’s waist and his thrusts begin to get sloppier.

You almost didn’t process him finishing inside you as you were still recovering from your high. Your muscles relaxed and your heart rate began to slow down. You felt Jamie collapse onto the bed, you could feel the heat radiating from his body.

You gave him a lazy smile, basking in the afterglow of your orgasm as he placed a gentle kiss on your cheek.

“Look at the mess you’ve made all over me, baby. Looks like we’ll need to take a shower.”

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