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joonberriess · 1 month

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⋆ TAGS — really soft and domestic, TW: this deals with postpartum depression, baby daddy!jk, soft lil kisses, insecure!oc, angsty as hell, this is more of a comfort fic, mentioned baby, oc rlly struggles but jk is super supportive, mentioned past pregnancy, this made me cry, soft hours, jk pampers his lovely gf, CANON AUUUU JK’S JUST JK HERE LMAO

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“vámonos a comer un heladito, tu princesita, cómprame cositas. en mis tacones casi todo el día, dame un foot-rub and ice out mi tobillo,”

Your eyes fluttered under the feeling of lips sliding across your forehead, eyelid, and nose. You hear Jungkook laughing quietly as he envelops you in his strong arms and tugs you close. His murmurs and pestering have you pulling a face in your sleep, nose scrunched cutely given the way he coos teasingly.

“What time is it?” You mumble softly and blankly stare back at him, eyes heavy from sleep.

“Noon.” This has you going stiff, “Relax baby, he’s okay your mom came early to pick him up.” He comfortingly strokes over your side and backside.

You sink back into the sheets and nod, “Why didn’t you wake me?” You mumble under your breath as your eyes flutter shut.

Jungkook pressed more gentle kisses to your forehead with a low rumble, “You need a break, figured maybe we could go out–do some shopping, go to that sushi place you’ve been dying to try.. That sounds good, yeah?” He murmurs.

You hum, “It does, feels like I haven’t been out in forever.”

He waits with a bated breath and smiles softly when you open your eyes and stare back with more clarity, all traces of sleep etched away. “You’re so pretty, y’know that?” He brushes a strand of hair out of your face.

A subtle heat rises in your cheeks as you smile back, “Even with baby barf and spit all over my shirt?”

“The prettiest.” He leans over to kiss your nose, looking into your eyes with a twinkle in his own. He looks at you like you’ve just hung the stars for him.

Shyly, you press a soft smooch to his lips before flopping flat on your back with a sigh, “The fridge’s nearly empty isn’t it?” You mumble, “I’m sorry, I meant to go the other day but I ended up—”

“You’re fine, it’s okay. You know I’m here too right?” Jungkook reaches over to hold your hand, “Don’t worry about it baby, you’ve got your hands full right now and I get it. ‘s okay to ask for help too.”

You look at him with a soft smile, “I love you.” You lay a quick kiss on his cheek and roll out of bed to head to the bathroom.

Jungkook huffs, “Only one? On the cheek too..” He grumbles like a petulant child, sitting up in the messy sheets tangled around his hips and his bare chest out for your viewing.

“Get ready, it was YOUR idea to go out too so don’t make us late.” You fondly roll your eyes, you can hear him whine about something else behind you as the door shuts.

“…..” You pass in front of the body length mirror, pausing for a moment to observe your appearance. Your hands come up to rest over your tummy as you stare long and hard. “…”

You better get ready.

“y/n.”

“y/n?”

You snap out of your daydream and look over at Jungkook curiously, “Yeah?”

“I asked if you wanted to check out the fruits, it’s strawberry season and I’m sure they brought out all the fresh stuff.” Jungkook doesn’t seem at all bothered by the fact that you’ve spaced out for a second time since entering the store.

You shake your head, “I don’t like strawberries.” You say disinterestedly.

‘But you ate them your whole pregnancy, what’s wrong now?’ Your brain is screaming at you to just say yes and deal with it but you can’t.

He gives a soft hum, “That’s fine. Is there anything you wanted to get?” He steers the shopping cart away from the fruits, leading you down an aisle filled with spices and other cooking ingredients.

“Um, what was that thing you bought last time? When you made that white stew.” You scrunch your nose, “Ugh I forgot.”

“Ohh, you mean the cream stew mix? Uhh I think it’s down this aisle lemme check.” Jungkook leaves the cart with you as he trails down the aisle looking up, down, and around.

You pick out a few things to try out later on and happily make your way over. “Did you find it?” You curiously peek over his shoulder, damn near yelling because he shoots back up with a ‘ah-ha!’.

“What?” He innocently says after noticing the scowl on your face.

“You scared me.” You huff and punch his arm gently, “C’mon, I wanna get some chips and the aisle is back that way.” Jungkook happily trails after you, telling you all about his upcoming Calvin Klein campaign.

“Look,” Jungkook snorts as he holds up a pair of lace g-strings, “you mean to tell me this tiny triangle covers your entire pus–”

“Jungkook!” You hiss quietly after noticing a few older women turn their heads, “Put those down.” You snatch the panties away and toss them back into their respective drawers.

He cheekily grins and picks up another pair of underwear, “What? I didn’t do anything, I was just asking.” He chuckles.

“You are so dumb.” You giggle quietly, “Stop!! You’re going to get us kicked out, I thought I had one baby not two.”

“But babyy this is so boring, jus’ a bunch of girlie stuff and these women keep lookin’ at me like I’m a creep but I swear I’m just trying to help you.” He pouts.

You shake your head fondly, “Here, go find something to buy or do while I finish up here.” His eyes light up and he presses a messy smooch to your cheek before practically sprinting out.

Your eyes slowly turn over to the mannequin sitting tall on the platform donned in a new lingerie set. You stare at it for what seems like eternity while the world goes on about their day around you. Eventually a staff comes to break you out of your bubble.

“Is everything okay miss? Were you interested in our new spring collection?”

“Oh, um yeah, well I’m trying to surprise my boyfriend you know? I don’t know if he’ll like it ‘n stuff.” You murmur softly, eyes lowered and averted from the mannequin.

“Mmm.. what do you like?”

“Silk, maybe a babydoll or teddy..? I think.” You can’t stomach the idea of wearing a two piece, because then that means your….

“We have just the set then, we got a ton of new items for this spring. ” She grins while leading you away.

When you come out of the store, Jungkook’s barely walking back. He has this goofy little smile on his face as he stops in front of you, barely containing his excitement. “Guess what.”

“What did you do?” You giggle softly and eye the bag in his hand.

“I got this for you.” He brings out a large shirt and holds it up proudly, “It says: Best Milf Ever.”

You stare at the words with disbelief and then you’re breaking out into uncontrollable laughter. People around you look in curiosity but you can’t stop, you feel like you’re about to pee from how hard you’re laughing.

And Jungkook?

He stands there with a fond smile, gazing at you lovingly as he puts the shirt back, “You like it?”

You haven’t laughed nor felt this much joy in a while. “I love it.”

After having dinner Jungkook takes you out for ice cream. You were a bit burnt out from being out all day so you waited in the car while he went inside to buy the ice cream.

You think back to everything that happened today, it feels nice. You make a mental note to ask Jungkook to take you to a cat cafe sometime later on in the week. “Oh my god.” You mutter in embarrassment.

Jungkook’s walking back with a monstrosity of a ice cream sundae and then your perfectly NORMAL scoop of sherbet with gummies on top. “Jungkook what is all that mess?” You whine.

“What? I wanted triple chocolate with sprinkles and fudge.” He slips into the car and hands the small bowls over, “C’mon you gotta try it.”

“Hell no! This looks like it can either send me to do number three or I’m gonna puke my guts out.” You hiss.

“Number three doesn’t exist, nice try.” Jungkook scoffs softly while pulling out of the parking lot.

“It does now.” You mumble, ignoring his loud laughter.

You can’t hide the face you make while Jungkook eats that horrendous dessert. He doesn’t even care that you’re judging him as he happily watches his little Netflix show he’s been yapping about as of lately.

“I knew it, it was her all along..” He mutters to himself as he eats a large spoonful of ice cream.

“I’m going to the kitchen, you want anything?” You can’t take it anymore as you stand abruptly and pass by.

“No.”

You put your ice cream away and drink a glass of water in the kitchen. You enjoy the peace and quiet, it’s been a cool minute since you’ve had some time to yourself. Between caring for a newborn and balancing your everyday life, shit’s been hard.

Not that Jungkook doesn’t help, but sometimes you feel like you put too much on him. He says he doesn’t care but.. you do.

With a heavy sigh you leave the cup in the sink and trail over to your bedroom. The dainty lingerie bag sits on the corner of the bed, you have yet to try it on but you don’t know..

“Fuck it.” You mutter while stripping down and slipping on the pretty babydoll top and matching thong to go with it.

The soft pink and silky smooth feeling of it has you smiling to yourself over how pretty it is on you. The set even came with a robe so you slipped that on too and tied it securely around your waist before heading back out to show your lover.

“Jungkook.” You call out, “What do you think?”

He pauses his show and looks over, his eyes visibly glaze over as he takes you in from head to toe. “Pretty, I like it—pink suits you.” He beckons you over.

Right, he thinks it’s just a robe.

You walk over with a soft hum and stand between his legs, “I got something else, it’s under.”

His eyes darken and he licks his lips, “Can I?” His hands hover over the sash. You can’t help but shiver with the way he looks at you like he wants to eat you alive. Makes you feel hot.

“Yeah..” Your voice comes out breathier than usual, a hint of excitement underlying your tone.

Jungkook unties the knot and slowly pulls your robe off. “Fuck.” He whispers when he sees the pretty babydoll underneath, he gets a peek at your thong too and he’s nearly drooling.

“Shit baby you look so fuckin’ pretty, look at you,” he gently twirls you around with a low whistle.

His hand hovers over your ass, not quite touching but there. You gently pull his hands closer with a soft, “You can touch.” You murmur.

Jungkook audibly gulps and grabs a fistful of your babydoll, he lifts it up enough to slip his hands around both cheeks. He gives both doughy cheeks a tight squeeze before he’s jiggling it in the palms of his hands.

“Can I baby?” He asks softly, “I wanna take you to bed.” To that you nod.

Before you can get another word out, he abruptly stands and hauls you up into his strong arms. You squeal in shock and hit his shoulders, “Jungkook..! Put me down!” You whine.

“No.” Jungkook smirks as he lands a sharp smack to your ass, “Let me take care of you yeah? Just sit ‘n look pretty for me.” He carries you down the hall and kicks the door open, gently tossing you onto the center of the bed.

You bounce back on the mattress with a soft ‘oof’, he doesn’t let up because he’s already crawling over you and landing a sweet yet heated kiss on your lips. You wrap your arms around him and hug him close, enjoying the soft touches.

Jungkook takes his sweet time kissing you, the kiss is slow and his touches are light and feathery. He holds you like you’re made of glass or something, gently cupping your hips and massaging them. It tugs on your poor heart strings and you find yourself tearing up for no reason..?

He pulls away with a soft pant, pressing his forehead to your own as he stares into your eyes with devotion. “Why are you crying baby? Hm? Why’s my pretty girl sad?” He wipes your tears with his thumbs.

“B-Because, you’re so good to me.” You softly hiccup, “Feel safe with you.”

He brushes your hair out of your face and smooches your nose, “Yeah, what else baby. Talk to me.” He murmurs patiently while cupping the side of your cheek.

“You don’t make me feel alone.” You whisper, and his heart breaks seeing you this vulnerable, “I-I know I haven’t been there for you b-but with the baby and–”

“And who said you needed to take care of me? You already have enough with the baby, you spent nine months carrying our baby and you worked hard to bring him into the world my love. Makes me proud of you baby, strongest girl I know.” He softly smiles.

Your heart races and you feel a knot in your throat as you continue listening to him, “You’re going to be okay—we’re okay. You know I’m always going to be right here for whatever you need, you’re doing so good my love.”

You let out a soft sob and bury your face in his shoulder. These past two months of silently struggling with coming to terms of your newfound motherhood and changes with your relationship finally come to a stop. You feel good knowing that Jungkook is so understanding and supportive.

For a while you thought you were going insane, that it was your fault and you were a horrible mother for feeling so…bad.

Even when you were bedridden for days, void of any life and emotion, Jungkook is still here.

“I love you.” Jungkook whispers.

“I love you too.” You sniffle.

Jungkook helps you slip into one of his shirts as the two of you cuddle for the rest of the night watching silly rom-coms. You know the future will be okay.

Everything is okay.

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doll3tt33 · 1 month

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‘cause when you know you know ⊹ ࣪ ˖

Summary: As you and Colin snuggled in bed, your attention was drawn to a note peeking out from his pocket. Despite his insistence that it held no significance, his anxious and secretive behavior seemed to speak louder than his words…

Tags: fluff, fem!reader, usage of Y/N (only a couple times), an anxious Colin and an overly curious reader who overthinks a loooot

Not that I think anyone’s gonna be mean, BUT PLEASE DONT BE. I HIGHKEY FEEL INSECURE ABOUT THIS 😭😭 THE PLOT FEELS RLY JUVENILE

"Nineteen... Twenty... Twenty-one! Twenty-one cute lil' freckles on your body, from head to toe," Colin declared triumphantly.

"Are you done yet, ya big doofus?" You rolled your eyes, giving Colin a playful shove. Colin, also known as the "idiot big spoon on your bed," wouldn't stop pestering you or your bare flesh.

"Uh, no? I didn't count for nothing. You know what I'm gonna do next?"

"I shudder to think! But please, do enlighten me," you replied in an airy tone, though curiosity shone through your feigned exasperation.

Seeing every subtle change in your expression was Colin's special talent, one he took pride in. As he gazed at you now, his face broke into that familiar, dorky grin you found so endearing.

His finger traced over the freckle on your shoulder. "I'm gonna kiss each of those lovely freckles on your equally lovely body... twenty-one times. Now c'mere!" he exclaimed, beckoning you closer. "Lemme shower my beautiful girl with some good ol' fashioned affection!"

Before you could protest, Colin swept you into his arms, holding you close against his warm chest. Soft giggles escaped as his lips began to tenderly graze each freckle, starting at your cheek and trailing lower. You squirmed in his grasp, half-heartedly attempting to twist away from his affectionate assault even as another peal of laughter bubbled up.

Undeterred by your token resistance, Colin continued peppering gentle kisses over your skin. His smile pressed against the mole on your neck, then lower to your shoulder and chest.

While Colin had you pinned beneath him, giggling and squirming, you spied a corner of paper protruding from his jeans pocket. Seizing the chance, you snatched it up while his hands were otherwise occupied.

"Ooooh... well well, what do we have here, detective?" you teased, waving the paper tauntingly. "Looks like I've found myself a clue! Hm... I wonder what mysteries it holds."

Colin instantly realized his blunder and made a swipe for the paper, but you held it out of reach. "Could it be a top-secret case file? Or... the numbers to your credit card? Really hope it’s the latter."

His eyes went round as saucers at the sight of the stolen paper in your grasp. In a flash, he snatched it back, hastily stuffing it deep down into his pocket.

"Nothing!- It's nothing, really," he said a little too quickly, his eyes darting about nervously. "Jus’ an old scrap from work is all, absolutely nothing to see here.”

But Colin knew you too well to be dissuaded so easily. The spark of intrigue in your gaze was fixed squarely upon the pocket concealing a supposed "old scrap." He recognized that look—once your curiosity was piqued, nothing could satisfy it but the truth.

"Nah, that definitely looks like something to me," you replied, your eyes still fixed on the hidden paper.

Colin chuckled nervously. "No. Don’t you dare start now. Just do me a favor and turn those pretty lil' eyes of yours away, 'kay?"

He even attempted to gently guide your head in the opposite direction with his hand, but your determination was unyielding. You refused to budge, still staring and now pouting. "Hey, don't push my head around! Just show me, please, Col? Pretty please?"

"Hm... pretty please, huh?" Colin pretended to ponder, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Yeah, sorry, still no."

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

"No."

"With two cherries on top? Three cherries and whipped cream?"

"Y/N. No. A gazillion cherries on top won't cut it. Seriously, there's nothing on that stupid piece of paper!" Colin insisted with a chuckle, raising his hands in mock surrender.

You weren't convinced, noting the telltale signs that said otherwise - his overly casual tone, the tightness at the corners of his smile, the fidgeting fingers now plucking at a loose thread on the blanket. You could smell a load of bullshit right in this very bed. Colin had many strengths, but lying was definitely not one of them.

"Hm."

Your eyes narrowed into slits, harboring great suspicion at your nervous wreck of a boyfriend beside you. You leaned in closer, and he shrank back just as quickly, as if he were afraid you could smell the truth out of him.

"You're acting oddly suspicious," you observed. "Is it me, or do I feel like you're lying big time right now?"

Colin waved his hands as if to ward you off. "Woah woah, easy there now! I'm not lyin’. Can we just drop this now, please?" His voice pitched higher in a tell-tale sign of nerves.

You let out a whine. "But I know you're lying. Just tell me the truth already. I'm dying over here!"

"No, I won't. 'Cause like I said, I'm not lyin'!" Like he would actually tell the truth. You could practically see the sweat glistening on Colin's forehead. This man had a knack for getting incredibly anxious when faced with confrontation. Seeing him like this, a new emotion began to overshadow your initial eagerness to uncover the truth - fear. It crept up from the depths of your stomach, intensifying with each passing moment. A multitude of "what-ifs" swirled in your mind, ideas bouncing off the walls of your hyperactive brain, all trying to decipher what on earth could your boyfriend be hiding on that piece of paper.

As Colin fidgeted nervously, your mind raced through possibilities for what the paper contained. The most plausible - and worrying - scenario was another woman’s number. If that was the case, why didn’t he just come clean and tell you? He had always been open and honest with you about everything. Plus, there had never ever been a reason to doubt his unwavering loyalty... well, until now.

Lost in thought, you barely noticed Colin waving a hand in front of your face. "Earth to Y/N? You still with me?" he asked gently, peering at you with concern.

Lifting your head up to meet his worried gaze, there was a mix of confusion and disbelief evident in your eyes as you prepared to utter the words you never thought you'd say.

"That piece of paper... does it happen to have some lady's phone number written on it?"

"You can be honest, I promise I won't get mad," you assured, mentally bracing yourself to be hit with whatever response awaited.

“Huh?”

Your assumption clearly took Colin by surprise. Instead of the guilt-ridden glimmer you anticipated in his eyes, you were met with a face of sheer astonishment. Frantically shaking his head, he hurried closer to you on the bed, gently taking your hands in his.

"No nonononono- not the case at all! Not even close, I swear to God. It's just I-... um," he protested urgently, meeting your gaze with an intensity aimed at conveying his sincerity. Relief softened your smile, allowing him to continue.

"No lady gave me her phone number. All the paper has on it is... something I wrote. For you." A touch of pink rose in his cheeks as he dropped his eyes shyly. "A silly, overly sentimental thing that is, well, cheesy. And I mean really cheesy."

Your expression twisted to one tinged with guilt as you realized the weight of your relentless probing, falsely assuming Colin's disloyalty. Furrowing your brow, you directed an apologetic gaze in his direction.

"Shit, I'm sorry Col. I didn't mean to jump to conclusions like that. But honestly, you don't have to hide anything from me, no matter how silly you think it is."

"And hey, I'm a sucker for cheese!" you added playfully, giving his arm an affectionate squeeze. "So whatever sappy words you wrote, I promise not to tease - much."

You graced him with a fond smile, hoping to ease his nerves. Colin swallowed hard, visibly steeling himself before digging back up the crumpled-up paper from his pocket. His shoulders lost some of their tension as he smoothed it out, lips quirking up at his own words.

"Oh boy... you asked for it. You're gonna be on a ride to cheese-land supreme with this one."

After a brief moment of silence, he took a steady breath, breaking the stillness in the air. He sat up straight, preparing himself.

"Alright, here goes..." He cleared his throat softly before reading.

"Dear Y/N... I know I should be focused on our latest case, but try as I might, I really cannot get a certain beautiful someone out of my head," he began, lips curling up as he skimmed his words.

"So here I sit, scribbling these sappy words on this flimsy piece of paper like a schoolboy, instead of working as I should. Terrible form, I know." At his own joke within, Colin let out a quiet chuckle and glanced up to gauge your reaction. Finding only fondness and encouragement, he relaxed enough to continue baring his heart through the silly note he'd written.

"I know my work can keep me away too long, and that you feel neglected at times. But please believe that you are always in my thoughts."

He risked a playful glance your way. "Even when you always find a way to talk my ear off or sprawl out to take up the whole couch, you still are.”

He continued, his voice growing softer. "But your quirks could never outweigh all my favorite little things about you, because I love you. I truly do.

Just like how I love that your smile and dimples are the first thing I notice when you step into the room.

Or how I love that your eyes light up at the mere mention of chocolate ice cream, and you'd beg me to buy you some even when you're full.

How I love that your brows crinkle when you think too hard and too long about something.

And how I love that you're the first person I think of waking up in the morning, and the last person I think of going to sleep.

You made me realize that when you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

You weren't expecting that, you truly weren't. Colin's heartfelt words truly touched you. As the first happy tears slipped free, you couldn't help but embrace him tightly.

Though startled at first, he quickly melted into your arms, ever your safe harbor. His familiar, comforting touch - a hand stroking your back, lips pressing softly to your forehead - undid you completely.

"Aw shucks, don't cry on me now," he soothed gently. But you could only burrow closer, overcome by gratitude and love for this man. He understood you so perfectly, from your quirks to your heart.

"Those better be tears from happiness and not tears from how god-awful that was," Colin laughed warmly as he wiped the last of your tears.

"No, it wasn't bad at all. For real."

"For-real for-real?"

"Well, okay, it was a tiiiny bit cheesy. But from the heart, which is what matters."

"Annnd if I detected a certain scene or two borrowed from 'When Harry Met Sally', who am I to judge?" You teased.

Colin gave an exaggerated sigh. "Alright, alright, you caught me copying shamelessly." His eyes were warm as he tucked an errant lock of hair behind your ear.

"But I meant every word, cheesy or not. Now c'mere you." Pulling you close once more, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips. His words, however awfully cheesy (and a bit unoriginal) they may be, had completely warmed your heart nonetheless.

author’s note:

This feels kinda cringe, I honestly have no idea what I was doing with this tbh 😭 I’m on my period so I kinda got into the feels, then I saw that one scene from ‘When Harry met Sally’, and thought it’d be a good idea to write a fic

In all honesty, I just wanted an excuse to write about Colin, and perhaps strengthen my writing skills ((still mostly because of Colin tho

divider credit: @/vg-k

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babydollmarauders · 1 year

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY & MOTHER’S DAY!

part of the el!hughes au!

y/n.hughes

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y/n.hughes imagine having the hottest, sweetest, most loving husband in the world. thankfully, i don’t have to imagine!

happy 22nd birthday to my best friend since i was 13, the best father i could’ve ever imagined to our beautiful baby girl, and my absolute world.

since we were tiny teenagers, you put the stars in my sky. you went from my friends brother, to my best friend, to my boyfriend, to my fiancé, to my husband, to the most amazing baby daddy. i’m so proud of how far you’ve come and i’m so grateful to have been by your side for all of it.

thank you for choosing me to love you for the rest of our lives.

i hope you have the best birthday, love!

p.s. if only teenage us could see us now!

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jackhughes thank you lovie ❤️ i’m so thankful that i have you in my life, for the rest of my life. i love you so much!

y/n.hughes 22 birthday kisses incoming!

trevorzegras lemme get in on that action! 😚😚

y/n.hughes @/trevorzegras come over! come see your niece and your bff’s!

trevorzegras @/y/n.hughes on my way!

lhughes_06 happy bday bro!

jackhughes thanks lil bro!

user37 THEY’RE SO CUTE 😭 MY PARENTS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACK!!

trevorzegras let’s blast some t-swift! happy 22, dude!

jackhughes thanks bro! lovie’s already had 22 on repeat all morning, she beat you to it

trevorzegras that’s my best friend!

nicohischier happy birthday hughesy! had fun last night!

jackhughes thanks cap! me too!

_quinnhughes happy birthday little brother! see you soon!

jackhughes thank you quinny! see you soon!

colecaufield happy birthday jacky! 22 has never looked so good!

jackhughes thank you cole 😉

elblue6 happy birthday to my middle baby ❤️

jackhughes thank you mom! happy mother’s day!

_alexturcotte happy birthday stud!

jackhughes thanks bro!

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jackhughes happy mother’s day to the girl who shook my world!

this girl came into my life when i was 14, and i remember when quinn introduced us. we hit it off immediately and one of my first thoughts was “i’m gonna spend my life with this girl”

at the time, i didn’t think it in a romantic sense, but more of a ‘this girl is gonna be my best friend forever’ way. of course, i’m not surprised to find that i was right. the past seven years with her in my life have been nothing short of amazing.

and then she blessed me with our baby girl and showed me just how amazing she really is. this girl is the best wife, friend, and most importantly mother.

lovie, i can’t thank you enough for giving me the most amazing gift: el. and i can’t thank you enough for being the most selfless, caring, kindhearted mom to our girl.

i love you with my whole heart.

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y/n.hughes i love you so insanely much, sweet boy! thank you! and thank you again for the beautiful flowers this morning <3

jackhughes flowers are the absolute least i can do compared to what you do for me and el every day

trevorzegras happy mother’s day to my best friend! thank you for giving me my goddaughter!

y/n.hughes thank you bff! can’t wait to see you later!

trevorzegras i’m armed with gifts!

lhughes_06 happy mother’s day sis! thanks for being like a much too young second mother to me!

y/n.hughes thank you bubs!! and thank you for the cards from you and el this morning! those were the sweetest!

user27 EVERYONE’S FAV MILF! HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY Y/N!

_quinnhughes happy mother’s day sis! i could never have imagined you becoming my sister and the mother of my niece when i introduced you two, but i’m so glad that’s what happened!

y/n.hughes thank you huggy! for everything! <3

elblue6 happy mother’s day sweetheart! ❤️

y/n.hughes thank you momma! happy mother’s day to you as well! you did such an incredible job raising your boys!

colecaufield HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY BESTIE!! see you soon?!

jackhughes i’m not a mother, cole. but thank you! see you soon!

colecaufield well this is awkward…

y/n.hughes THANK YOU COLEY!! see you so soon! can’t wait to be back home with the gang!

_alexturcotte happy mother’s day, y/n/n! jack, you better make her entire day!

y/n.hughes thank you turcs! we’ve been switching between spoiling each other all day!

nicohischier happy mother’s day to the team mom! thanks for always bringing us snacks and hosting team dinners!

y/n.hughes thank you neeks! it’s my pleasure!

dawson1417 HAPPY MOM’S DAY!!

y/n.hughes THANK YOU!!!

#el!hughes au #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes fic #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes imagine #nj devils #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl fic #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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Can you write how the AEW guys would react to the reader playfully smacking their ass like Bucky did to Seth Rollins that one time (please include MJF hehe)

AEW Stars React To: Their S/O Smacking Their Butt

Pairings: MJF x Reader, Max Caster x Reader, Christian Cage x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, Nick Wayne x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Hook x Reader

Word Count: 750

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, here you are and i hope you all enjoy it. I should have another react post by tomorrow. lemme know what else yall want to see. please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: none i think, suggestive content

Taglist: @wwenhlimagines @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @eddie-kingstons-wifey @triscillal @batzy-watzy @sheinthatfandom @cassie0sstuff

I think this is the most I have ever written the word ass

MJF:

Mans would feel accomplished

Like that finally, someone has acknowledged his ass is on another level

We all know how much pride he takes in his ass just look at the edits on TikTok

If you do it in private, he will definitely laugh and try to slap your back

(Honestly he might twerk like a drunk girl)

If in public, he might be embarrassed or confused for a split second…but he’ll go right back to being arrogant

He’ll tweet about it, tagging Max Caster so he can get jealous

Will start wearing more tight-fitting pants so he can tease you more

Eddie Kingston:

Mans finds it funny but is always confused about why/how you do it before he can do it to you

Full-on laughs and cracks a smile when/after you do it

Now you two are in a competition to see who can smack the other’s ass more often

You typically drive-by slaps or wait until he’s reading/watching wrestling to slap it

He does it when you are on the phone or talking to friends

Eddie loves it because it’s y’all’s way of PDA or showing good vibes

I don’t think y’all would do it out in public like in front of fans

But the one chance you did…boi was he a mess

Christian Cage:

Christian would just stare at you with no expression

He was just looking at you as if he was saying “Really”

OR he’ll stare at you in an offended way

He’s surprised that you did it

“How dare you?”

I can totally see him “scolding” you

Says his ass is off limits and promises to “punish” you the next time you did it

To test your luck…you did it again…and let's say you couldn’t sit down for a good while

Nick Wayne:

Lil boi is so cute and he gets all shy

Immediately he blushes and gets all whiney

Face all red while saying

“I can’t believe you did that”

I think he would be too shy to smack yours back

Prolly would chase you around

Would stop after you smacked his ass twice more

Ever since then, he just accepted the smacks….with a red blushing face of course

Hook:

Nonchalant as a mothafucka

But to him, it’s a normal thing, so he doesn’t care

He just continues talking to his friends after he smacks yours as you walk away

To Hook…it’s equality

Mans just loves to have his hands on you in general

If you did it to him while y’all were in the ring…he would break character and laugh

The internet would have a field day with the clip, making it go viral

Now if you slap it extra hard, Hook would just simply pick you up and show you how a real master of the booty slapping arts does it

Ricky Starks:

Alexa…play Bongos by Cardi B

Like Hook, Ricky’s not fazed

In fact, he eats it up and then some

I can see Ricky just winking at you..and ever so gently…SPEARING YOU ON THE BED

He slaps yours back twice as hard

In public….he would pull you towards him and tell you all the things he’s gonna do to you

Particularly finds it funny when you continuously smack his ass while ya’ll are laying down

I def see it as a postcard or a couple Christmas card (merry smackmas)

Max Caster:

THIS HORNY FUCK

Would deadass put his ass out even further for you to slap again

“I can see you’re getting a little handsy”

Looks at you suggestively, probably would moon you

Probably would chase you down just to slap your ass back

If you do it in public, he’s throwing ass like a real one

OOOOOOO I BET HE WOULD LET OUT VERY LOUD AND EXAGGERATED HIGH PITCH MOAN

Which causes you to become embarrassed and swiftly leave the scene

He would at the rest of The Acclaimed and wiggle his brows…looking for someone else to smack his ass

bonus: I truly think he would be like Richard from Wasabi Productions (back from like 2011)

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew imagine #all elite wrestling imagines #aew hook #aew hook imagine #eddie kingston #eddie kingston imagine #ricky starks #ricky starks imagine #max caster #max caster imagine #aew mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #mjf imagine #aew nick wayne #nick wayne imagine #christian cage #christian cage imagine

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depraved-gf · 6 months

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PART 3.5 OF 3.5 [PREMATURELY ENDED]

Update 11/15/23: Unfortunately, it's over. After the contents of this post happened, I got ghosted. :( I'm sorry y'all.

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Alright y'alllll, UPDATE. THERE WAS CONTACT.

*Keep up with or catch up with this adventure following the #repressedh0e's adventures tag below!

There's really not much cnc or the stalking scenario involved as this was just a very quick encounter 💀 it's actually more free use than anything, I think lol. Truthfully, I think he was just horny and so was I, and I wanted to have my very first spontaneous new experience lmao. We both agreed to kinda just meet up real quick. And as some of you might know, I've only ever done anything sexual with 1 person my entire life. And now... Well, that's changed a bit 🤭

BUT, I digress -

So I went to go get my Amazon package, right? As I'm walking down the stairwell, I hear something rustle above me. Nothing happens though, and I go to grab my package from the lobby.

I open the door to go up the stairs, and-

There he is.

Down, he commands, pointing to keep going downstairs to the bottom of the stairwell. Once there, he kisses me, some tongue involved, and feels up my shirt, pinching my nipple a little.

Now, y'all, I'm an awkward person. Not the cute awkward, either. Nervous energy, unable to make eye contact sort of person. And I can tell he is, too, but lemme tell you something-

When you get going into slut mode, you get going.

I flung my package on the stairs, got on my knees lightning fast, and he pulled that big fucking monster out. My eyes kinda popped out of my head at the sheer size of this thing in person, but my body moved quicker, immediately latching on and engulfing that thing into my throat as far as I possibly can. My mouth maybe tiny, but I'm mighty y'all. I stuff it down, doin' the Gluck Gluck 5000, using my lil tongue and stroking where I couldn't reach all while massaging his balls with my free hand. He grabs my hair, pushing my head further, and it's not even 3 minutes before I hear an exhale and a soft, hoarse whisper,

I'm gonna cum.

He shoves his cock down further, and even though I feel a gag coming, MAMA DIDN'T RAISE NO BITCH. I keep going as I feel the hot, sticky liquid pour into my throat. It doesn't fucking stop. Load after load, this man pumps SO MUCH CUM into my tiny little mouth and throat, that I didn't even catch that I had some land on my shirt 'til I got back up to my apartment like a lil slut 💀 it was A LOT, y'all. I was shocked hahhah. He then kissed me right after. 😵‍💫

But my goddd, he tasted so fucking good. I can still taste him as I type this. And yes, god my pussy is fucking dripping.

Anyway, he says he'll walk me upstairs to my floor. He hands me my package, and once up, we exchange an awkward goodbye (lmao as two nerdy, awkward people do). He kisses me one last time, aaand we go our separate ways.

About 5 minutes later, I get a chat that reads,

Fuck, that was amazing. Told you I hadn't cum in weeks...

Until next time, Isa.

I still cannot believe I actually fucking did that, but now I'm so horny thinking about how in the absolute hell that big fucking cock is gonna fit into these tight holes 😵‍💫

We'll see Tumblr, we'll see.

[12/14/23: Removed the photo of cum on my shirt. This man deserves no clear evidence from me after ghosting.]

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bearseulgs · 1 year

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Ni-ki as your boyfriend

gn!reader x ni-ki

genre: fluff ft teensy weensy bit of angst

wc: 688

warnings: kith ^3^, arguing (just a lil mention), pet names, let me know if there's anything else!!

okay first off: mans a total simp

sorry i don't make the rules ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

you'll do a lil dancey dance or recommend smth when listening to the demo of their new song and he'll be like

"yup yup lemme notify the members and manager and producer and choreographer immediately"

u praise him for his charm during one of his parts and he MELTS

you're his life sa vie su vida those are all the languages i know life in sorry

whipped behavior LLLL

ngl i feel like he loves laps. like. idk

like he'll be gaming and you want attention so you just lay your head in his lap and he'll stroke your hair from time to time

or he'll get lunch and come back and there's no seats at the table so as a joke you're like "come here babygirl" while patting your lap and he just

plops down. like he will sit on your lap no hesitation (ma princesse 😔🫶)

Kimmie brought up that he's the type to like matchy matchy things and i 100% agree!!!!

like say he finally finished up his tour and (if you were able to go) he got y'all matching keychains from the city you saw him in

if you couldn't see them he got keychains from one of his favs

or y'all will go to the arcade and get cute matching plushies that you won each other

or making matching earrings with supplies you bought together

i am having so many thoughts

i also think he's the type to film lil tiktok dancey dances with you (AHHH 💞💞)

or if he's got a chill day at work he invites you over for a mini dance party in the practice room

y'all probs have a collaborative playlist of 💖your songs💖 on spotify

he also has a separate playlist of songs that remind him of you

he seems the type to love baking dates but i also would not trust him in the kitchen so let's hope you're a good cook :0

everyone talks about this but rightfully so: nap dates

i want i need pls

good luck being productive within a 2 mile radius of his dorm because he will drag you back to nap with him <3

i am also a firm believer in him lending you his jackets and/or vice versa

doesn't matter if you're taller or shorter, stockier or scrawnier, or same size, jackets will be exchanged

it's just y'all's thing

imagine wearing his green leather jacket to a comeback showcase 😩

taking his phone when he's busy to play on it

he knows you took it because when he gets back his ranking is different (whether for the better or the worse) but he doesn't mind because he loves you <3

laser tag 🫢 like let's say y'all's friends go out for laser tagging one weekend and you do that thing mid game where y'all get all up close and personal and one of y'all kisses the other to distract them then shoots the kissee and walks away AHHH

now that gas prices are going down y'all go on little adventure drives to neat spots around town

what if y'all find a cute lil hidden spot and it becomes like Your Spot 🥺

him having theee most unflattering pic ever of you for your contact then a cute lil name like "my baby 💝" or smth i would cry

anyways now onto the part nobody wants 😔

arguments

i feel like he'd try to avoid serious arguments, of course having some playful bantering, but never taking it too far

but sometimes they're unavoidable

he seems the type to get kinda intense during arguments, and he can be pretty intimidating so i wouldn't blame his partner for getting lowkey scared 😭 but it's not entirely his fault :(

i hope you ain't petty because i don't doubt that he is, so if y'all both are it could be 4ever before things get resolved

but eventually one of y'all is gonna cave because you love each other or whateva 🤢 (jk i love love)

anyways this is getting kinda long so Riki best boy‼️‼️ whoever gets him please treat him well 🥺

a/n: u guys i am so whipped for this boy 💔

©️ bearseulgs 2022

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"averagegirlie" is just "xxoxobree", formerly known as "breeandhermunches" on a burner. newsflash, your "fav" miles writer isn't who you think she is!

ik a lot of us must be VERY confused so let me help you out. @/averagegirlie and @/xxoxobree are the same mfkn person! why did bree make this account? i assume that it's so she could fend for herself and keep the "unbothered" act up on her main page. that's why she deletes all her reblogs after arguing w someone then comes over to this account to start bsing. not to mention she can say extremely problematic things with no repercussions, because she doesn't have a following on that page + it's not tied to her.. at least it wasn't before! bree's a very messy liar. i peeped the truth so lemme share it w y'all.

bree if you're seeing this, go take a couple shots before you read. you should've kept it cute but you didn't, so let's get nasty mf.

i have receipts! let's start right here cz i find this the funniest:

nobody but her spells "internet" like that... this is one of the many examples of the two accounts talking alike, even though bree said she wouldn't refer to "yao" as a friend when the whole rashad thing was going down. yesterday, i reminded yao of that. she said "i like bree, so what" but she deleted that and changed it to "when are y'all gonna catch on to the fact that we talk?" mhm.. bree's a lil confused, but next!

y'all see "yao's" tag? telling alexa to play some bs... then y'all see bree?? NEXT!

go look on miss average's page. she only comes online to defend and ride the hell out of bree's dick. remember ts w amani? why are you going so hard for someone who says they dk you like that LMFAO. not to mention, when the rashad shit was happening, bree said "this my girl and she never been wrong" but then she turns around and says "i wouldn't say we're friends" WHICH ONE IS IT MISS MUNCH??! 😭🤣🤣 next!

why we praising tf out of bree's oc? ts was ai bro. we got a self supafan. next...

look at this smart anon, putting tg the pieces and shit. "ash and dalia fight your battles every time" is literally.. a lie. what battles are we referring to? talia's never in drama as much as you're implying. and ima ride for my friends anyway, tf? but my entire blog will never be centered around ONE human being. it ain't that serious ever. "yao" and bree need hobbies cz writing obv ain't doing it for her. next.

bree has also said she's messy lol. she likes drama. hm!

look at how she came on her white horse when bree was battling the great war w anons over miles morales smut (which i don't fw, js to be clear.) who summoned her? BREE LMFAIOFHDGFKJAS... NEXT!!!

here's miss xxoxo munches being ableist, much like her alter ego. bro went silent and blocked lia after this. now let's get into miss average again.

look at this bs. ion even gotta say much.. this girl is black & not chinese!! y'all should know why this is weird. here's the "evidence" she gave me btw:

here's me proving her wrong! she tried! next.

y'all see the way they're tagging their posts w their usernames? mhm.. ik you do.

HMMM....

these are both bree. i don't mean to bring up maye again, but i have to for context. what happened wasn't js "drama"... the things she said to dalia were racist + that post she was lyin' about lia in. she also liked the post.. dead giveaway you silly bitch! 🥱 nd she was also instigating in honey's inbox. i know her typing style and her emoji colors lol. it's common sense atp. it's not hard to tell when an anon is bree. and from what i'm seeing not even maye is fw her.. LMFAISAIDHSAY GIRL YOU'RE DONE! 😭 feel free to go thru their accs, you'll see ts too. she's funny asf for this, i'll give her that and that only. i've never laughed so much in under 24 hours. 💓

in conclusion, bree is messy, bored, insecure, ableist & miserable! she thought nobody would ever find out but here we are today. she fronts not gaf but then switches to this acc to let off some serious steam... as miss freeman once said: "Alexa, play yikes!"

but bless bree 💗 maybe if you change now, you'll still be able to collect your tokens like dalia says.

#ash spills 💋#the downfall of her munches #fucked around and found out!#miles morales x reader #e42miles morales x reader #beware of the munch #breeisoverparty

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theworldofotps · 5 months

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Christmas Shopping (Drabble Prompt)

Pairing: Randy Orton x OC Melissa Word Count: 360 Prompt: You're important to me you piece of shit

@melissahausen I hope you like this love I did my best to try and make it cute but also a lil shit Randal _____ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @melissahausen @new-zealand-chic @writtingrose @99hook @sjwrites22 @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @rebellious-desires @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 @auburnwrites @aews-four-pillars @seeingstarks @whenimakeitshine1234 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @blaquekitty @ironshamelessyouth @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @ripleyswhore @moonrosekk @elevennbloom @melblacc @alliwant456 @xbreezymeadowsx @mcreignsera If you wanna be added to the list lemme know _____ “Come on mate we need to get to the other shops before they close! I’ve no idea yet what to get you for Christmas and it’s in two days!”

Melissa groans trying to pull her friend Randy along through the parking lot to his car, the two of them were spending the holidays together since Randy couldn’t fly home after their last WWE show. She knew he was missing his family, so she was doing her best to bring him some holiday cheer.

“Melissa we’ve been walking around for hours I’m tired, it’s cold and wet. Lets just go back to your house and watch a movie or something.”

“But I need to get your gift.”

She said as they walked into the shopping center, and she looked around Randy couldn’t help but groan seeing the mass group of shoppers. He just wanted to get the hell out of here before someone recognized them.

“As much as I appreciate this Melissa I really don’t want to be here right now. Just make me a nice breakfast or something we can call it a day.”

“Nope not good enough, besides we both know I’m not stronger than you so you’re moving willingly.”

“Why does it matter so much to you that I have something? For fuck’s sake I told you not to worry about it and you’ve dragged me around all day. I could care less if I get a gift I just want to go to sleep.”

“Because you’re important to me you piece of shit, and I want to do this for you. So, stop complaining let’s go to this one last shop then we’ll go to my house.”

She snapped stopping to look at him, Randy blinked staring at her for a moment before smiling.

“You care about me? What about your usual oh you’re such a pain in the ass you wee cunt.”

“Just joking of course you’re important to me Randal you know I adore you.”

She stood on her tiptoes kissing his cheek and grinning as a blush dusted his cheeks.

“You’re fuckin blushing awe.”

“Shut up and get moving you pain in the ass.”

Randy chuckled wrapping his arm around her shoulder as they headed into the last shop.

#randy orton #randy orton fanfiction #prompt drabble #festive fic

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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!Dating Sukuna HeadCanons!

Scenario:-what would it be like to date ryumen sukuna?

Pairing:-sukuna x gn!reader{shell}

Genre:-fluff

Type:-headcanons

A/N:-i hopy you like this @shelly-stark-official! I tried:’)

Okay

Sukuna is a little shit

But its fine cos so are you~

Honestly the fact that the kINg oF cUrSeS fell in love with your devious and scheming self was not a surprise

Especially not to yuuji(poor fella had to share all of sukunas thoughts abt you and while u and itadori were besties.sukuna wasnt um...thinkin of you in a um platonic way)

(Like at all)

So when buddy boi finally asked you out

And although it felt weird um datin someone who shared the same body as your best friend,you got used to it and yuuji learned not to be so awkward abt it too...

And the moment he suggested you play a (borderline sadistic) prank in yuuji,you paused for a sec before agreeing~

(You knew youd be able to use your quirk if something rly badd happened to him)

And lemme tell you ‘kuna fell even deeper in love~

Sometime you and him and yuuji go out for lunch and while yuuji is the one in control,sukuna opens up those lil mouths on yuujis palms and under his eye to talk to you.

You feed him fries and yuuji hates that the grease is getting on his face😭(ples apologise to our best boi 😔)

So many ppl were like legitimately scared of sukuna but to you he was just a little shit and honestly? I think yall’d be cutee together (i wanna be the ring bear! 🐻)

(I think ur dates would include LOTS of scheming but also bitchin,cos this man has THOUSANDS of yeaes worth of tea to spill and hearin abt ancient gossip is still funny as shit🙈)

Now a little on the powercouple dynamic~

I think that while yall would tease and joking insult eachother,if anyone else tried dishing out jabs in your respective directions the other wouldnt stand for it

Like if someone ELSE calls u idiotic,theyre begging for mercy in a second

And if anyone calls sukuna something insulting,you’re basically walkingg them upto deaths door urself

And if You ever mention how this means he cares abt you,he will in fact go into denial and completely invalidate your opinion on the subject

Furthermore if anyone ever speaks badly of the two of you as a couple (i.e. gossiping and such) yall would just completely ignore them

Like who cares if a barely succeeding apprentice sorcerer doesnt approve of your relationship?????

Yh thats right,no one!

And just to piss em off further,i think hed suddenly initiate a particularl Passionate kiss in front of the gossiper.

Suffice to say that shut em up,for better or worse

I dont really think sukuna would ever fully open up to anyone,not even his s/o.but every so often you do catch glimpses of who he is deep down.its usually blink-and-you-miss-it moments but youve caught some

He doesnt really carw about how open you are either but i think itd make him feel special if you are morw open and vulnerable with him.again,he rly doesn’t give a fuck but it just makes him feel a certain way,y’know?

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

Taglist open for anyone interested!

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hey edd, how do you vibe with your friends? like are they all the same or do you do different things together? im nosey and I think you're all so cute

Awww this is such a sweet ask! Lemme think now..

We do stuff together of course, we go on adventures together and play video games and watch movies and go to the park, y'know group friend stuff like that. It's a ton of fun, we all get along just fine, outside of Tom and Tord poking at each other

As for Matt, when we do solo stuff together, we kinda goof around a lot! Like we watch youtube videos and go out looking for fun and sometimes we even try to make our own skits like Tom does, though we can't write jokes as well as he can, oops Though I do unfortunately tend to overstim him sometimes so we can't always hang out for a looooong time

With Tom, since we work together on the animations on my channel, we actually hang out solo a lot. Working is like, writing jokes and brain storming and back n forthing, it's a lot of creative fun! When we're not working though, we like to listen to music together and watch new music videos, go CD shopping, maybe go look through pawn shops and thrift stores for crazy shit

Oh with Tord, we play footie out in the yard, and Tord is teaching me Norwegian (ei og velkommen til bloggen min!) plus we draw a lot together which is fun haha And well, let's just say when we're together, laws are a lil bendy

With Dan, we like to set up a space in the living room, put Youtube on the tv, and get caught up with like Game Grumps and Markiplier and stuff, it's really nice. Or we'll listen to music, I know much Dan loves it hehe

tbh I do a lot of drawing with CL too, it's fun to see her character designs. Oh dude and she kicks ass at Mortal Kombat! I finally have someone who's at my level, plus she knows all the lore And we take walks too, if I wanna walk anywhere too far for Dan to tag along, she'll come with

#ask #eddsworld #ew edd

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sparkedblaze · 11 months

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PART 3 LET'S GOOOOO

*sigh*

Parts 1 and 2

@raggedy-albert tagging you bc you yelled at me ;-;

T/W cursing, talk of violence

"WHERE DOES IT SAY A GUY CAN'T CATCH A BREAK WHY SHOULD YOU ONLY TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN WHY SHOULD YOU SPEND YOUR WHOLE LIFE LIVIN' TRAPPED WHERE THERE AIN'T NO FUTURE EVEN AT SEVENTEEN BREAKIN' YOUR BACK FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S SAKE"

THOSE LYRICS HIT SO FUCKING HARD MY DUDES

JEREMY JORDAN'S VOCALS HOLY SHIT

HIS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS

MOVEMENTS

HIS A C T I N G

"I'll be there"

"Just be real is all I'm askin'."

"I GOT NOTHIN IF I AIN'T GOT SAAAAANTAAAAAAAAA FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

That's the end of act 1. I only just finished act 1. I pause it too much to type everything out. And also I napped earlier and it felt g r e a t

Finch laying across the table

"Just ask a fish in the desert"

LES SITTING UNDER THE TABLE

"Why do old people talk?" "To prove they's still alive"

Mush's eyeroll

Squeeze Elmer's shoulder

FRONT PAGE?!

IAIN'S SMILE FUCK HIS SMILE IS SO DAMN CUTE

"WOULD YA LOOKIT THAT'S ME!"

"WHERE'S ME?! WHERE'S ME?!"

"I WON'T BE LAST IN LINE FOR THE TUB TONIIIGHT"

Tommy snatching the pape from Davey

"There's a headline even Elmer could sell"

HENRY'S LAUGH/REACTION TO ^

"JACK DON'T RUN FROM NO FIGHT"

"Take it down shortstop"

"FOR JUMPIN' JACKS SAKE CAN YOU STOW THE SERIOSITY LONG ENOUGH TO JUST DRINK IN THE MOMENT"

HIS LIL PUNCHIES

Albert's look of disgust at being touched without permission

"I'M FAYHMUS"

Henry: So?

"When ya fayhmus tha woild is ya erster."

😕 Wot?

????

"Ya erster"

"What are you saying???"

"EY YAKNOW YA FANCY CLAM WIT THA POIL INSIDE"

"O Y S T E R"

"HOW MUCH DOES BEIN' FAYHMUS P A Y?!"

"U DON'T🚫 NEED MONEY 💲 WHEN UR FAYHMUS😎 THEY GIVES YA WHATEVA YA WANT G R A T I S"

HEARING THE FIRST LIKE CHORDS (?) OF KONY IS THE BEST BC KONY IS THE BEST SONG IF YOU CAN'T TELL BY HOW LONG THIS POST ALREADY IS P MUCH ONLY WITH KONY THINGS

RACE AND KATH DOING THE PLAYFUL HIT THINGS

WHY DID THEY CHANGE RACE'S LINE?! IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE FOR ROMEO TO WANT A PERMANENT BOX AT THE SHEEPSHEAD RACES

"Oh no"

*tucks emotional support stick under arm* "knOBBin WIt AlL DA MuCKeTY MuCks I'M BLowIN MY doUGH AND gOIN dELuxE"

Statue of Liberty

The obscene amount of times Racer sticks his tongue out

Raver ruffling Mush's hair

"AMSCRAY PUNK"

"BUNCHA WET NOODLES" "PULITZER'S POODLES"

Davey and Ike playing dogs even after everyone else drops it

EVERY SINGLE FACE IN THE POODLES SCENE

Lemme just (bad quality but I can’t clip it ;-;)

LIKE ALBERT WTF ARE YOU DOING???

JOJO MY MAIN MAN WHY

RACER THAT SMILE CREEPY AS HELL STOP

DAVEY AND IKE, AS STATED ABOVE

MIKE WTF

ELMER LOOKING ABSOLUTELY DONE

"LET'S GET DRUNK" 😃 Y E A H "NOT WITH LIQUOR" 😧

Clap

Hop

TAPPITY TAPPITY TAPPITY TAP MAKE ME STIM SO HARD ILY

FINCH AND HIS SUSPENDERS

EVERYONE GETTING OFFENDED AT GETTING ONE UPPED

TAPPITY TAP TAPPITY TAP TAPPITY TAP TAPPITY TAP

KICK

SPIN

BUMP BUMP

BUTTONS'S BROOM

EVERYONE GETTING SPOONS

"A L R I G H T RED"

SMALLS

ILY

SPOON FIGHT

EVERYONE JOINING IN

"GOT EM"

CHCHCHCHCHCHCHCHCCCKCKCKCCH

TAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAPTAP

*shoving Kath out of chair*

*cleans off ground with hat*

BOOOOOOOOOOOOO

THE WAY THEIR LITTLE ARM THING TICKLES MY BRAIN

Albert: Ehhhh Albert: Oh shit that's actually p good

THE CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO GOOD

"LOOK AT ME I'M THE KING OF NEW YORK"

"THIS IS GONNA MAKE BOTH THE DELANCEYS PEE IN THEIR PANTSIES"

ELMER'S FACE

FINCH'S LIL FACE BANDAGE

THE SHOT WHEN THEY SING "GUTS AND GLORY"

SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN

TKTKTKTKTKTKTTKTTKTKTTKTKTKTKT

"OF NEW YORK!!!"

SEEING THEM ALL OUT OF BREATH AND GRINNING AND IK THEY HAD SO MUCH FUN

SMALLS

Point

Clapclap clap

ROMEO AND FINCH HAVING SO MUCH FUN

FUCK WAIT NOW IT'S LETTER FROM THE REFUGE

"Dear Jack..."

I paused it.

I don't wanna watch anymore ;-;

I wanna pretend they're all still happy and tappin' around Jacobi's

"Guess I wasn't much help yest'aday"

"Oh, yeah, Jack This is Crutchie by the way"

Andrew Keenan Bolger is just so fuckin good

"So far they ain't brung us no fooood..." lol

"Maybe though... heh heh... Not tonight..."

"We miiiight just go..."

Definitely NOT Ike sleeping next to him SHHHHHHHHHHHHH

"Damn this place."

"Your friend Your best friend Your brother Crutchiiiieeeee"

Albert Some other redheaded newsie: "Enough already!"

Everyone looking for Jack

MISS MEDDA I FUCKING LOVE YOU

Jack pretending to not be crying

"You're a gem"

"Does it matta?"

"If you're running away, nowhere is ever the right place"

"How about lettin' a pal know you're alive?!" Jack: Ffs 🙄

"Why don't I leave you with your boyfriend?"

"YaevathinkIdidntwannabefound"

"A B O V E THE FOLD"

Bap

Smack

They're so close just lean forward a lil and give him a lil smooch

Poke

"JUST LIKE I SAID"

"We're inevitable"

"Fame is one intoxicating potion"

"Yes he did and then he died :)"

Kath's lil supportive nod

"Smart enough to get you committed to a padded room"

JACK'S ART

"Lighten up, no one died."

LES'S LIL WORRIED FACE WHEN JACK TELLS THEM ABOUT CRUTCHIE

"If I wanted a sermon I would show up for church."😠

"Tell me how quitting does Crutchie any good."

"Exactly."

"Here's how it goes-"

T E E T H

"Jackie think about it"

JACK HOW WERE YOU EXPECTING TO MAKE IT IN SANTA FE WITHOUT KNOWING WHY A SNAKE RATTLES

"poor GUYS head IS SPINNING"

"Whywouldhesendforthegoonsanentirearmydozensofgoonsplusthecopsand-"

Kath’s amazement at Jack admitting being wrong

ETHAN’S DUMB FACE 😭😭😭

“Stay on track”

“AND WEVE GOT JACK”

Spit shake

Davey being disgusted

“And I’ve got a date!!!”

Kath being nervous asf to confront her dad

“The newsies are striking against… me”

Kath trying to melt into her chair

I’m gonna kick Snyder

*WHACK* “WHAT GOOD WOULD QUIET DO ME”

Kath’s panic when Jack shows up

“Ask and ye shall be received”

S i t

“Good aftanoon bois”

“Aaand which Jack Kelly is this? The charismatic union organizer? Or the petty thief, and escaped convict?”

“Which one gives us more in common? Eh?” *wiggles finger*

“Crowwlin”

“Want i should save ya a spot on the bill?”

B o y

“When New York wakes up to-“ 😗🧐 “-front page photos of our rally”

“Even some reporters”

THE BIG REVEAL

JACKS FACE

KATHS FACE

“Yeeeeeessss”

Why does Pulitzer hit his desk so much? Take a Xan and calm down my guy

I’m gonna kick Snyder pt 2

THE DELANCEYS CATCHING AND HOLDING JACK SO HE CANT GET OUT DHSGWHMFKE

Morris looking 100% done with Pulitzers shit

“They know I don’t care” 🙂

“Tossed 🫴🏼➰ to the rats🐀 Will they ever be able to thank you enough?💅🏻”

BOTTOM LINE REPRISE

I like that he calls Jack ‘Cowboy’ in this song as a little homage to the original, but (bc I saw Livesies first) I was so confused when I watched it at first.

So ik they only use the newsies to move sets bc they can go fairly unnoticed by the audience when they’re going on and off stage. But just the idea that even if they aren’t actually there with him, them still do everything for Pulitzer is a statement to me

Morris hopp of stairrrrrrs

*bonk bonk bonk* “That there… is firm”

Jacks lil tantrum

“NEWSIES NEED OUR HELP TODAYYY”

HELLO SPOT LOML

TOMMY BRACCO 😍😍😍 (congrutalions on his engagement 😭😭)

THE LIL GAP IN HIS TEETH IS EVERYTHING TO ME

Reasons I love Brooklyn (from left to right:

Graves

Myron

Spot

Hotshot

Bart

Ty for coming to my Ted Talk

“We’ll getcha payback with some PAY BACK”

Speepy Jack

Spot’s dramatic ass taking his hat off

“BOROUGH WHAT GAVE ME BOITH”

Everyone else hurriedly taking off their hats

“FRIENDLIEST PLACE ON OITH”

“PAYUS A VISIT AND SEE WHAT WE MEANS”

“AND WHEN YA DOOOOOO”

“WE’LL KICK YA HALFWAY TO QUEENS”

Definitely totally Jack Kelly on that printing press and definitely NOT Devin Lewis

The entirety of the boroughs introducing themselves

PFFPTTHHH

“WE IS HEEEEEERRRREEEE”

Davey’s first spit shake without wiping it off 🥹

MISS

MEDDA

LARKIN

Bart’s lil hops 🥺🥺

THE CROWD CONTROL

Eyebrows

Jack Jack Jack Jack

Everyone smacking signs against the ground

“Youwannabetalkedtolikeanadultstartactinlikeone”

Racer’s smile 😭😭😭

“That’s was a lousy thing to do” Everyone else: HELL YEAH IT WAS

Elmer’s Graves’ smile

Pulitzer

S H O V E

“He’s a sellout”

JACK RAISING HIS HAND AT LES

“YOU'RE A TRAITOR JACK”

DAVEY'S DEVASTATION

“HESAIDYOUCOULDGOTHROUGHMYSTUFF?!”

Kath plz be more considerate

THE

FUCKING

PROJECTIONS

"A little different from where you were raised?" s n a t c h

"I DO NOT THINK YOU ARE ONE TO TALK ABOUT TURNIN' ON FOLKS"

"Ya ffffffffADDA"

"a ffffffist in ya mouth"

Finger wiggle

Paper wiggle

"good for you"

"The children's crusade..."

"Oh no"

"Ya just gonna take back lAta"

Gotta be honest, Something to Believe In makes me so irrationally angry. Their whole relationship feels forced and only there for the romance grab :)

I feel like they could've done a lot with Kath's character without making her fall for Jack

Like it makes sense that Jack would feel things for her. She represents this freedom he's never gotten to have. She helped get the newsies a better hand in life. Granted it isn't perfect, but it's a hell of a lot better. Not to mention all the newsies have the emotional range of a speck of dust.

Kath, on the other hand, seems very in tune with her emotions. She knows how she feels about Jack during Watch What Happens, and I personally don't think much changed between them between that and StBI.

I think it would've been far better to have Jack, this emotionally ignorant artist pining after Kath, the 'sure of herself' journalist helping make a better life for his family, despite the repercussions of going against her father, who was originally in it just to further her career but has grown to care for and love all of these kids.

Have I mentioned the projections?

I also haven't mentioned this at all, but I love the newsies that push in Jack's 'penthouse' and just sit at the bottom of the set pieces.

Bump

SHOVE

Also seeing Kath deck Jack right here (bc she doesn't know how to respond to him trying to kiss her) would be so much better than a kiss

Don't ask me why, just trust me

Their hug at the end of it though

IS IT NORMAL TO KNOW WHICH NEWSIE IS GOING UP THE STAIRS BY THEIR SILHOUETTE?

"We could hold a hoedown in here and no one would be the wiser"

"Hey!" "Hm?" "It's good to have you back again"🥰 "Shaddup."

BillDarcy

Y'ALL THEY TRADED VESTS AND THEY WANT US TO BELIEVE EITHER OF THESE BOYS ARE STRAIGHT???

Darcy's disgust

"B B Bill. So I suppose you're the son of William Randolph Hearst." "And proud to be a part of your revolution"😃

Nicholas Masson rolling his sleeves up-

Can we talk about how perfect a Javey first kiss would've been at "we ain't come this far to lose" without Kath being there

"HEEEEERRRREEE THEY COOOOMMMMEEE"

Tommy Bracco

Albert's lil nod

Smalls doing nothing but wiggling that bolt

look look

"BLEED EEEEM"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FREEDOM"

Spot doing nothing but standing and looking intimidating

WHACK

HENRY HELP SMALLS

Ty 🥰

ALL THE ANGLES THROWING PAPES

"TEN THOUSAND FISTS"

LAYERS

LAYERING VOCALS IS MY KRYPTONITE

A;SLDKFHAPSHGPAIUSFGP

BAM "THERE'S CHANGE COMIN ONCE AND FOR ALL"

THE FUCKING KEY CHANGE A;LSDGHPAOUSFGPANS I SCREAM. I CRY. I FOAM AT THE MOUTH. I LOVE THIS SHOW

Stomp

"WELL I'M SORRY-I AM-"

"Sorry"

"Such language"

"MORNIN GENTS"

hat

I didn't know you could throw money in an inherently queer-coded way but here we are

The way Jack sits in the chair and gets confy

"Oh, we're your loyal employees"

"Oooohhhh"

"WHAT'S THAT MAKE YOU"

Ben Fankhauser

The chorus starting up again and Jack just 👀

Spot taking off his hat again

wavey wavey wavey

Race 'cheers'ing with his cigar

"So what's your next move"

MISS

MEDDA

"Joseph Joseph Joseph"

Hummy hummy hummy

"Bully"

Shakes hand "My god"

"I'd do it with a SMILE"

"A soft head"

"He doesn't do happiness does he?"

HANNAH

HANNAH ILY

"I'm young. I ain't stupid"

"I GOT CONTITUENTS WITH A LEGITIMATE GRIPE"

Wiggle finger

"iT's a CoMprOMIse WE cAn All LiVE WiTH"

Spit shake

"andtheWorldwillknow"

TOMMY

FINCH

RACE BUTTONS ALBERT ROMEO I LOVE ALL OF YOU

THEIR SIGNS

HUGS FOR EVERYONE

Why does every actor who plays Roosevelt look exactly the same????

"Ya miss me?!" YES😭

Davey swallowing his laugh when Crutchie calls Roosevelt 'your highness'

"Don't sweat it, gov"

"tarantulas?"

"And we're family" YEAH YOU ARE BABY

"show me that backseat I been hearing so much about"

Albert's gimme gimme gimme motion

"G U Y S"

Race's lil hop

"I been I been BUSY"

smacksmacksmack

"CARRYIN THE BANNER MAN TO MAN"

"HERE'S THE HEADLINE"

Jeremy Jordan counting his steps

"WHOO"

"OF NEW YORK"

*incoherent shouting* "NEWSIES OF NEW YOOOORK AYOOOOO"

Tommy being slightly off

Kick

Spin

Flip

Clap clap

CHAZ WOLCOTT IS SO FKING TALENTED

shrug

BART

slide

I DON'T REMEMBER HIS NAME BUT THE GUY WHO PLAYS DARCY DOING FLIPS WITH NICK MASSON (WHO PLAYS BILL)

Specs falling when they do the lil cartwheels

All their lil hops and bows

THE DELANCEYS HANDSHAKE

AKB

Kara Lindsay being a lil early

JJ almost eating it

HYPEHYPEHYPEHYPE- Race, Mike, Ike, and Spot

JJ boogeyin

Kara and Ethan boogeyin

Kara and Jordan hugging

Nick swinging from the set

Ben and Sky doing a handshake and Ben almost knocking Sky over going for a chest bump when Sky wanted a hug

I DID IT

I FINISHED IT WITH ENOUGH ROOM

I HONESTLY THOUGHT KONY WOULD MAKE ME NEED AT LEAST ONE MORE, BUT I THINK STBI COUNTERED IT

#newsies #livesies #my favorite things about newsies #my favorite livesies things

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Chapter XIII: That Time of Year

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summary: winter break is finally starting to feel like just that, a break. You and your closest friends enjoy the Hawkins festivities to the best of your abilities.

tags: FLUFFY FLUFF FLUFF!!!!! some minor angst, mentions of parental abandonment, gn!reader, idiots in love, basically all just filler and tying loose ends these next few chapters. hang on tight y’all

a/n: cute lil chapter that made me happy to write. i hope u enjoy it! 1985 is almost over, and so is this fic. it’s getting really difficult to write tho bc i don’t wanna say goodbye!!! Disclaimer: I do not give permission to have my work reposted on other sites. Reblogs are more than welcome, but please inform me if you find my work elsewhere unless otherwise stated.

Eddie’s POV

He’s hunched over his desk that’s been haphazardly wiped clean, his tongue sticking out the corner on his mouth as he sketches. The idea came to him in a dream, the first night in a long time you hadn’t been sleeping next to him. He dreamt of you on stage, but instead of The Hideout, you were ten feet above him in front of a crowd of thousands. He hasn’t recognized the song, he’s never heard you play an original, but the energy of the dream made him feel electric.

He pulls the marker up again, leaning back to see the drawing: a silhouette of two people, hands clasped as they spin, surrounded by fire. He leans back down, fixing a few lines before finally standing up. “It’s done!” He announces.

“Lemme see!” Dustin pushes off the bed, and Steve follows him closely. The two hover over the desk, inspecting Eddie’s creation.

“Eddie, this is great! Y/n’s gonna love it!” Dustin beams, and Eddie gives him a small smile.

“I uh, I don’t get it. Why are they on fire?” Steve cocks his head, like a different angle will answer his question.

Dustin sighs. “Must we explain everything to you? Y/n’s band is called Death Dance, Approximately. They’re dancing, they’re almost dying. It’s pretty clear.”

“Dustin, don’t use that tone with your father.” Eddie chastises, shoving the boy playfully.

“Oh! Okay, that makes sense.” Steve rests his hands on his hips, still looking like he doesn’t get the illustration.

“So,” Eddie claps his hands together, startling his friends. “Christmas is days away, what’s the plan?”

“Figured we could watch movies at Mike’s? Binge eat cookies and eggnog, exchange some presents, eh?” Dustin suggests, the glee readable in his expression.

Eddie turns to Steve. “And after, when the children are sound asleep in their beds dreaming of sugar plums or some shit?”

Steve shrugs. “We can go back to Y/n’s, spike the eggnog?”

“Sweet.”

“Now, though, we have a snowball war to win!” Dustin pulls his cap down, preparing to face the cold.

“To the forts!” Eddie declares, and reaches for his leather jacket.

—

Your POV

You and Robin pull into the parking lot of the Hawkins High soccer field, wrapped in layers of coats and carrying a giant thermos of hot cocoa. The boys have a snowball fight planned, and you have been tasked with snack duty.

“These kids go all out, huh?” As you enter the field, you take in the war zone before you. Two forts are already built, giant mounds of snow surrounded by bright orange cones meant for scrimmages. Eddie, Steve, and Dustin are shaping snowballs on the far side of the field, while Lucas, Will, Erica, and Mike huddle together to strategize.

“Oh, yeah. You get a bunch of DND nerds together, they’ll take any opportunity to make something usually mundane, supremely dramatic.” Robin crosses her arms over her chest, trying to shield herself from the cold as the two of you approach Max, Eleven, Jonathan, and Nancy on the bleachers.

“Status report?” You ask, spreading out a blanket on the metal bench behind the couple.

“Will has been wounded twice, Eddie is treating the whole thing like a campaign, and Steve still has terrible aim.” Nancy reports, as if she’s writing an article on the battle of Bunker Hill.

“Mike is dead.” El adds, and you can’t help but chuckle at her nonchalance.

You pass the thermos to Nancy. As she accepts, you hear the familiar maniacal laughter of your boyfriend. You look up just in time to watch him hurl a snowball, hitting Lucas square in the chest. “AHA! BOW BEFORE YOUR DUNGEON MASTER!” Eddie turns to strut back to his post when another flying sphere nails him between the shoulders. The culprit, his victim’s own sister, avenging Lucas’s death. “I- I’ve been hit. Please, before I go,” Eddie begins, his voice taking a similar cadence to how you’d imagine a Shakespeare play being performed. “Tell Y/n, tell them,” You’ve had enough of the sidelines. You leap from your seat, abandoning your blanket and speeding down the bleachers, the cold wind sharp against your face.

“Tell me what, darling?” You call, falling to your knees beside your fake dying boyfriend. The snow seeps into your jeans, for you didn’t prepare for participating, and clasp his hand in your glove.

“Y/n! I must be dead, I must have died, did she tell you? Did Lady Applejack pass along the message?”

You try not to giggle, wanting to continue the dramatization Eddie’s created. “You haven’t left yet! Please, do share what you wish to say!”

Eddie inhales sharply, as if the words he wants to say are causing him pain. “Avenge me, Y/n. Avenge my death. Avenge our love. Please, don’t let me die for nothing!” He exclaims before pretending to take his very last breath. You sniffle, wiping away a very real tear caused by the cold, and rise from his limp body.

“You.” Your voice deepens. You stand slowly, ready to retreat to the fort where Steve and Dustin frantically form a stack of snowballs. Erica’s eyes widen as you straighten, standing over her like a mother would her disciplined child. “You will pay for this, Applejack.”

Erica takes a step back toward her fort, the snow crunching under her boot. “We’ll see about that.” She turns on her heel and sprints before you can grasp at the snow.

—

Eddie’s POV

After what feels like days of throwing snowballs, the Realm of Darkness and the Village of Wisdom finally come to a truce. You say a silent thank you to the universe, as you’ve begun to lose feeling in your toes.

You transport the kids to their respective households before backtracking to Eddie’s trailer with the rest of your friends. You’ve snagged a corner of the couch, wrapped in a big, fuzzy blanket. Steve and Robin sit on the floor against the couch, while Nancy and Jonathan have split the space of Wayne’s recliner. Eddie plugs the Gremlins tape into the machine, and takes his place beside you on the couch. You let him untuck your feet, sliding his own into the warmth of the fleece.

“Wanna little extra warmth?” Eddie offers you his flask, a mischievous smile on his rosy face, and you nod. He pours about two shots’ worth of vodka into your mug, then offers it to Steve. The flask makes its way around the room, and the six of you drink and talk as the movie plays behind you. Eddie feels his heart warming as he sips, the alcohol induced sentimentality taking him into a warm embrace. You’re snuggled into his side, and he can feel every time your body shakes with laughter at something someone else says. The trailer hasn’t always been a place of warmth, but tonight, Eddie feels at home.

—

Your POV

The days leading up to Christmas Eve are filled with holiday extravagance. Your mother insists on taking pictures with Santa, just like every year before, even though you’re a fully grown adult. You and your father pick out a tree, a tiny pine with sparse needles, because even ugly trees need love. You leave Mike’s early to set up for the more “adult” Christmas party, taking extra time to make holiday themed alcoholic beverages.

Your friends arrive at your house at eight sharp on Christmas Eve eve, which you and Eddie have dubbed Freaksgiving. He carries his armfuls of presents, insisting he doesn’t need help, while the rest of your friends trail behind him, one or two gifts in each of their grasps.

Eddie rings the bell, and you open the door to greet the rest of what you consider family, the warm air wafting from inside, smelling of cinnamon. You’d declared a rule: for everyone to wear the ugliest holiday sweater they could find. Yours is a cardigan, green and red with fleece polar bears stitched on each side, clinking glasses of eggnog. You chuckle at the collection before you: Eddie’s is blue with a caricature of Jesus with an eggnog mustache that says “Happy Birthday, Big Huy!” Robin’s has a drunk Mrs. Clause on hers with Every damn year stitched in bright yellow, Nancy’s is covered in bells, and Jonathan’s lights up.

“Welcome!” You present the living room to them, covered in warm white string lights, your ancient fireplace crackling with a strengthening flame. You personally despise holiday music, opting instead to play a mix of your friends’ favorite songs. Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush hums softly in the background as Eddie scoops you into his arms, wrapping himself around you like you’re the best gift of the night. “Help yourselves to drinks, and there are cookies in the kitchen! We’ll do presents once everyone’s situated.” You feel good, hosting. You are excited to make your friends feel extra loved today, a holiday that usually makes you sad to celebrate.

Eddie picks a chocolate chip cookie off the serving tray, and closes his eyes as he bites into it. “Babe, these are delicious!”

“Be careful, love! The chocolate chip ones are, um, extra special!” You giggle, and Robin’s eyes widen.

“Did you put drugs in these?!” She bites into her own chocolate chip dessert.

“Not drugs plural! Just a little weed!” You snicker, and pick up your own cookie. Nancy and Steve follow suit, and Jonathan takes two.

Eddie’s POV

“Alright!” You announce, quieting the babbles of surrounding conversation. You catch Eddie’s attention, and he looks at you in awe. The holidays have never been good to him. He’s never had the money to get presents for his friends, and even if he did, he’d never had friends to celebrate with. Beyond that, the holidays were a reminder of how alone he’d always felt, watching everyone leave to visit family, or have warm houses to welcome guests with home cooked meals and thoughtful presents.

Eddie feels a tap on his shoulder, and spins to greet you, holding out a small rectangular present for him. “It’s a little rough, but I did my best.” You say, shyly looking at his nose while you speak. He grins, eagerly taking the gift from you, replacing it in your hands with his own poorly wrapped, flimsy present.

“You first.” He gestures, and you tear the paper swiftly, unraveling the sparkly ribbon to reveal his creation. Death Dance, Approximately is written in capital, jagged letters across the top of the shirt, over a couple meant to vaguely look like you and Eddie, holding hands as orange flames erupt around them. You hold the shirt up to examine it, and you’re grinning ear to ear. “You like it?” Eddie asks, feeling the nerves in his stomach.

“I love it! It’s so beautiful, you drew this?”

Eddie nods. “Figured you deserved your very own band shirt. Soon you’ll be selling out of these at shows.” You pounce on him as he says it, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Thank you, Eddie. So much.” You muffle into his hair, and he chuckles. “Open yours!” You explain, once you’ve removed yourself from his torso.

“Okay, okay!” By now, everyone’s gathered around you and Eddie, waiting expectantly to see the gift you’d come up with. Robin grins eagerly, Steve pokes his head over Eddie’s shoulder, and Nancy watches Jonathan ready his camera.

Eddie peels the paper away, tossing it to the floor to reveal the cassette. “Pretty Boy.” He reads to himself, and he can feel his ears warming. “Can I play it?”

You nod, your face blushing bright red. Eddie walks over to your radio, and pops the tape in. It begins with your tender introduction, before sliding into the song you’d written for him. Eddie closes his eyes, focusing on the sound of your voice, singing only for him. The rasp in your voice gives him chills, and the lyrics pull at his heartstrings like they’re made of rubber. He feels the vibrations in his chest, and the pricks of tears welling in his eyes. He still can’t believe it’s for him, that you’d written and recorded a whole song, a love song, just for him.

Your POV

You watch Eddie closely as the song ends, and he finally opens his eyes. Steve holds his face in his hands, and Robin claps giddily as the final chord rings out. Nancy says something, but you don’t hear her over the nervous buzzing in your brain.

“Y/n,” Eddie says finally, taking a step closer to you. You look up to meet his eyes, and you watch as they twinkle with happy tears. “This is all I ever could have asked for, and more.” He lets out a breathy laugh and shakes his head. “You wrote that for me? Seriously?!”

You nod vigorously, taking a step in his direction. “You’re my muse, I guess.” You chuckle.

It must have struck a chord with Eddie, because he’s suddenly running at you, and hoisting you into the air like a rag doll. “You’re fucking incredible!” He exclaims, and your friends all murmur in agreement. “Merry Christmas, love of mine.”

The rest of the gifts are exchanged with ease. You receive a studded belt from Robin, a new denim jacket from Steve, a copy of Ariel by Sylvia Plath from Nancy, and a leather bound journal from Jonathan. You spend the rest of the night watching Christmas specials in your pajamas, the fire slowly dying as the night comes to a close.

You say your goodbyes to your friends around midnight, waving them off in their vehicles while Eddie stays behind to help you clean up. “I’d say that was a success!” You declare, closing your front door behind Jonathan, and flicking the porch light off.

“Best celebration I’ve had, though that’s not saying much.” Eddie slides the cookies into a tupperware, and places the plate into the dishwasher.

You frown at his words. “What do you mean?”

He sighs, turning to you with a sad smile. “The holidays are hard. They’re usually lonely, Wayne and I never visit the family, we aren’t welcome anymore.”

You take a few steps toward your boyfriend, reaching your arms out for him. He meets you in the middle, letting you wrap yourself around his waist. “You’re always welcome here, we’re having a family dinner tomorrow. I'd love to have you and Wayne over.” You look up to examine his reaction. “Why aren’t you welcome? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“My mom left when I was a kid. Couldn’t take the way dear ole dad treated us, and didn’t have the means to take me with her. She promised me she’d come back, and she used to send me letters every year. My dad would hide them, get rid of them, whatever, so she stopped writing. Turns out, his family sided with him, even after I tried to tell them what he’d done to us. They blame me for the way he is, and they don’t like Wayne because he chose me over them. Good riddance.” He seems to have convinced himself, but you see right through the hard shell. He misses his family, and it stings to hear him talk so sadly about them.

“Eddie,” You whisper, not wanting to stir the air too much. “You know it’s not your fault, right?”

He meets your eyes, his own still set in the sad puppy expression you’ve come to adore. His smile falters, though. “Im never gonna believe that. But enough about me, huh? I wanna come tomorrow, truly, but… is your grandmother coming?”

“Yeah,” you sigh, letting him change the subject for now. “unfortunately. But I’ll have my dad talk to her, I'm not gonna let her ruin the holiday.”

“I promise to behave. I can’t speak for Wayne, though.” He kisses your forehead, turning back to the dishes, humming his song under his breath. “I can’t believe you wrote this.” Eddie muses, and you aren’t sure you hear him right. “I mean, I can. I definitely can, but for me, I mean.” His cheeks turn red.

“Why not?” You frown, trying not to let the words hurt your heart.

“I’m still not really used to this whole thing where I’m in love, I guess.”

Your frown deepens and you step closer to him, feeling the warmth radiating from his tense body. He watches you, frozen against the kitchen counter. “Well get used to it, Munson. You’re stuck with me for the foreseeable future.” You lift yourself onto your toes and plant a kiss on his pouty lips. “Now let’s go upstairs so I can show you just how special you are.”

chapter xiv

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