#make me and richard madden proud
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𝓞𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻 "𝓞𝓼" 𝓐𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓻 𝓔𝓻𝓭𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷
Ravenclaw • Pureblood • British/German • ENTP • Leo • Nostalgist • Overthinker • Occult artefacts/rituals expert
A/N: I think he’s finally ready to debut. I love him a lot! May tweak him a little later. If your OCs want to be friends or dorm-mates DM me or comment if you’re comfortable with that :)
Name: Oscar Alatar Erdstern
Nicknames: Os (by close friends), Car (by Edith, couldn’t pronounce Oscar when she was little and it stuck)
Birthdate: August 11st, 18??
Zodiac Sign: Leo Sun, Scorpio Moon, Capricorn Rising
Personality Type (MBTI): ENTP – The Debater
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Gender Identity: Wizard (he/him)
Blood-Status: Pureblood
Nationality: British/German
Residence: Bath, England
Hometown: Berlin, Germany / Bath, England
Languages: German, English, Latin, Ancient Greek
Physical Appearance
Face Claim: Richard Madden
Hair: dark brown
Eyes: blue
Height: 187cm
Weight: 76kg
Body Type: broad, athletic
Skin Tone: light, warm
Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): tbd
Family
Mother: Celine Bernadette Erdstern née Oakbrook. Ravenclaw, pureblood, passionate about magical artefacts, stay-at-home mom, loving and compassionate, daughter of a wealthy British merchant who dealt with magical artefacts. Has a fairly big collection of magical artefacts, which she‘s always eager to talk about. Used to tell Oscar stories about all sorts of occult artefacts and myths when he was little.
Father: Erich Leopold Erdstern, broom-maker or rather broomstick engineer, second son of Leopold Friedrich and Viktoria Josephine Erdstern. Doesn’t really get along with his son, they just don’t really know how to communicate with each other. Usually spends his day in his workshop. Really proud of his brooms, they‘re beautifully made and makes quite a bit of money with them. It's a flourishing business. It hasn’t always been that way tho. Has made custom brooms for well-known quidditch players. Frames every article that features a player that has a broom of his or mentions his brooms in any way. Spends a lot of his time improving them. He is always happy when Edith joins him in his workshop.
Younger Sister: Edith Rose Erdstein, younger sister by four years, Ravenclaw. Really into vampires and werwolfs, dreamer, soft spoken, has a knack for divination and flying. Likes to keep her father company and to learn more about the craft of broom-making. Low-key really good at it. Often reads by a window. Future ravenclaw seeker.
Magic
House: Ravenclaw
Best Class: Astronomy, Ancient Studies, Flying, DADA
Worst Class: Herbology (can’t for the life of him keep a plant alive)
Quidditch: –
Prefect: Yes
Clubs: -
Wand: Cedar Wood, Dragon Core, 14" Length, Solid
➔ Whenever I meet one who carries a cedar wand, I find strength of character and unusual loyalty. My father, Gervaise Ollivander, used always to say, ‘you will never fool the cedar carrier,’ and I agree: the cedar wand finds its perfect home where there is perspicacity and perception. I would go further than my father, however, in saying that I have never yet met the owner of a cedar wand whom I would care to cross, especially if harm is done to those of whom they are fond. The witch or wizard who is well-matched with cedar carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them.
Animagus: –
Boggart: his family dead
Riddikulus: them suddenly snoring really loudly, rolling around on the floor
Patronus: black stallion
Patronus Memory: cuddling up to his mom and newborn sister for the first time, promising he’ll always protect them
Mirror of Erised: himself as an occult artefacts specialist, having a loving family of his own
Amortentia (what he smells like): cedarwood, burning candles, parchment paper, rain, sweet apples
Amortentia (what she smells): petrichor, cinnamon, warm chocolate, old books, orange
Magical Abilities: –
Career
Ages 11–18: Student at Hogwarts
Ages 18–24: Archaeology apprentice / Archaeology Major at the University of Oxford (?)
Ages 24-retirement: Archeologist, expert for occult artefacts and ancient rituals
Personality & Attitude
Personality: can come off as cold in the beginning but once you’re past this shell he’s very warm and caring, a smooth talker, passionate about occult things and astronomy, spends a lot of time in the library, likes a good conversation, is very protective of his close ones, it takes a lot to rile him up, very calm, often looks out of windows and gets lost in his thoughts
Strengths: quick-wit – charm – staying calm – thoroughness – attentiveness – compassion – supportive
Weaknesses: trust, letting people in, argumentative
Stressors: interactions with his father, OWLs and NEWTs season
Comfort: books, candles, his friends, the library, flying on his broom
Priorities: gaining knowledge, protecting his close ones
Favourites
Colours: dark blue, black
Food: apple pancakes
Drink: sage tea
Flowers: moonflower
Weather: night, overcast, rainy
Hobbies: reading, learning about magical artefacts and ancient magical practices, drawing, astronomy
Style: prefers dark closes, usual middle/upper-class wear, when alone or working wears more casual clothes
Relationships
Significant Other / Love Interest: Zelda Miriam Cairncross @cursebreakerfarrier
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Best friend: Abraham Aurelius Henry Alden
Os and Abe met in their first year, they hit it off immediately and have been best friends ever since. They often stay up late, having long discussions about everything and anything.
Mentor: Dr. Elias 'Eli' Merlyn Cairncross @cursebreakerfarrier
Friends:
Violette Jolie Durand
Met Violette through Abe and liked her from the get-go but it took a while for them to warm up to each other since they both tend to be very guarded when meeting new people. Abe was a good middleman and now the three hang around each other all the time.
Zelda Miriam Cairncross; Almira 'Mira' Iverach @cursebreakerfarrier
Deaglán Herrity @magicallymalted
The two boys met in Astronomy class when they were partnered up by their professor and quickly bonded over their shared disdain for herbology. Their friendship however only grew stronger later in life when Deaglán reached out to Oscar, offering to do an editorial on his work. The two would share a few drinks in the evenings before and after their interview and tour across the archaeological site, having inspiring chats about the most curious things. After their collaboration, they’ve become and stayed close friends.
Open for friendships and dorm-mates. If your interested DM me :)
Random HC
lived in Berlin till he was 9 y/o, visits his uncle and grandparents there regularly
daddy issues
feels responsible for his sister and gets really protective of her
has his own telescope and likes to watch the stars; literally knows the night sky like the back of his hand
prefect; uses this title to get access to the restricted section of the library a lot
likes to visit the more shady areas of Diagon Alley to hunt down magical artefacts
enjoys late night debates with his friends
got his first broom when he was like 3 years-old, great flyer, just not really interested in quidditch, Abe has been trying to recruit him for the team for years to no avail
Violette once asked him to look after her plants while she had to unexpectedly leave school for a few days, when she came back all of them were dead … she really doesn’t know how it happened. It’s not like she was gone for weeks. Oscar still feels bad about it!
has a very confident and determined walking style
his grandma used to make apple pancakes with the apples from their backyard for him
his work as archaeologist mainly revolves around the origins of magic and wizardkind
loves to chill by the black lake
#hphl#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy mc#my ocs#ocs#mcs#aesthetic#moodboard#ravenclaw#oscar erdstern#wizarding world#hphl profile
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@allwaswell16 tagged me to post 5 fics of mine I really like! This game sounds so fun! I'll tag @bravetemptation @haztobegood @londonfoginacup @creamcoffeelou and anyone else who wants to do this if you want!
drink what makes you happy (666)
Harry taps his fingernail on the side of his wine glass as he stares down the human in front of him. He’s existed for a few millennium and should be used to humans throwing themselves onto him—for multiple reasons, but they rarely stay as long as this one.
I will randomly think about this fic and how much I love it. I love how it packs a punch in only 666 words. I actually wrote this in one sitting. It was like as soon as I got the idea, the words flew out of my fingertips-- which only never happens.
On Your Left (11.8k)
“Get up! It's Disneyland week!” Louis shouts to his two friends from the end of their bed. It's six in the morning and Louis has been awake for a while trying to kill time before an appropriate hour to wake up his travel companions.
“What time is it?” Liam groggily asks. He pulls the covers from his eyes and squints up to Louis.
“ … six.”
“The fuck, Lou?”
“I'm sorry! The dining hall opens soon and the rope drop is at eight. Plus, Zayn is going to take for-fucking-ever to get ready.”
“Don't drag me into this,” Zayn grumbles. He pulls the covers tighter over his head.
"How long have you been awake?” Liam asks. He halfway sits up in bed so as to not bother Zayn.
“… three-thirty.”
“Louis! You're going to crash by noon today.” Liam falls back down on the bed.
“I won't! The spirit of Walt Disney will keep me awake!”
This is my most recent fic! This really started out as a way for me to pretend I was at Disneyland because I missed it lol. I also saw a tiktok of a woman meeting Captain America and he offered her his elbow to "go on patrol" and, of course, my mind went to "ooh larry"!
take my hand, wreck my plans (38.1k)
Louis meets the man in the center of the room, feeling every eye on him.
“Mr. H,” he whispers.
The man smiles brightly and laughs as if he can’t believe his eyes. “It’s you,” he says breathlessly. “I didn’t think I would see you again.”
“Nor I you, especially under these circumstances.”
“Even so,” Mr H says, his eyes bouncing from Louis’ eyes to his lips. “Will you do me a great honor and join me in leading the first … um…”
“Dance?”
Mr. H laughs and nods. “Yes, that’s the one.”
Louis bites his lips and doesn’t hesitate before whispering, “Yes.”
Mr. H beams and reaches for Louis’ hand. Sparks fly at the touch and a zing of excitement shoots through Louis’ body. His face heats up as he’s afraid his scent would give away his feelings towards the other man.
Continuing my love of Disney, I love the 2015 remake of Cinderella with Lily James and Richard Madden and used it as the based of this fic. But! This actually started out as an omega verse fic because I saw a gif post of the OG cinderella movie that talked about the prince seeing Cinderella and knowing at first glance she was the one destined to be his bride.
Breakable Heaven (44.5k)
“What do you think?” Louis gets captured by Harry’s green eyes, unable to look away or even take a breath.
“I think you’re the most magnificent creature I’ve ever met.”
“You must not have met many creatures then.”
Harry’s eyes glance downward to Louis’ lips and his tongue darts out to wet his own. “None like you.”
I love greek mythology and the story of hades/persephone has always interested me. I think this one took me the longest to write (from April until around October I think). I'm really proud of how this one turned out, and the response I've gotten from this was so overwhelming, especially when it was first posted.
Scent Partner (4.4k)
The name of the company was horrible: Scent Partner. Whoever was on the marketing team should be fired immediately for green-lighting that name. But the instructions were simple.
Alphas wear a shirt for three days and nights. The shirt gets sent to omegas nearing their heats to pick the alpha who smells the best to them. The company notifies the alpha and gives them the opportunity to say no. If both parties agree, they meet at a heat room for the omega’s heat. Everything is safe and consensual.
I'm really proud of this one because it was the first fic I wote last year that wasn't attached to a fic fest or challenge or anything else like that. I struggle sometimes to write fics outside of those things, and I'm really happy with this one. Also, it was fun figuring out the logistics of this fic!
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nineteen
series masterlist
videos go to owners
please fill this out. it’s a form about who my next smau is going to be. fill out as many times as you want!!
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yn.madden what mum and dad do when kids go to bed @/maddenrichard
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officiallyalysandro So this is why you wouldn’t answer my call.
maddenrichard We should do this again.
fan.1 hahahahaha
willfriedle Don’t waste the tortillas! You could’ve made nacos!
yn.madden they expired today, but nacos are one of the twins favorite food once they found out their uncle will created it on “kim possible”
yn.madden my first album, “miss rhode island” is out now! thank you to everyone who was on the album!
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matthewlawrence Thank you! All songs sound amazing!
maddenrichard So proud of you baby.
fan.1 is little mix breaking up?
yn.madden don’t worry, we’re not. little mix is forever, we just want to do solo projects as well
willfriedle Ugh amazing.
officiallyalysandro YES YNN
trinamcgeeofficial AMAZING
keoghan92 So good.
luvalyssamiller So much auto tune.
yn.madden bitch
andrewgarfield Seriously Yn?
riderstrong Why are you still defending her? Didn’t you two break up, again?
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yn.madden premiere ready
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officiallyalysandro MOMMY
keoghan92 ALY NO
maddenrichard Sexy.
trinamcgeeofficial White is your color.
willfriedle Queen
gublergram amazing
imagine the girls outfit is the white outfit from above video
maddenrichard Cinderella premiere with my best friend. I cannot wait to take the twins to see it in the theatre. @yn.madden
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yn.madden you were amazing baby. the girls are going to love it.
fan.1 MOM AND DAD
matthewlawrence Name a hotter couple.
ynfan i can’t.
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yn.madden when you have kids this is your go to look
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maddenrichard BAHAHAHAHAHA BABY
luvalyssamiller Gold digger.
yn.madden for the record, this is a joke, richard and i both make money. along with acting, singing, and dancing, among other things, i also have an online boutique, “saylor & chloe”. and this is coming from someone who used my ex and baby daddy for exposure.
keoghan92 This is hilarious.
officiallyalysandro Seems about right😂
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ynandrichardfan hahaha
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yn.madden i mean it’s not wrong
officiallyalysandro NOT YN EXPOSING RICHARD
maddenrichard YN MN MADDEN NO
keoghan92 This will be an interesting night.
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littlemix “Confetti” music video out now!
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maddenrichard This is the most iconic music video ever.
fan.1 so amazing.
keoghan92 I remember when Aly facetimed me with her guy look.
riderstrong Yn facetimed the “Boy Meets World” group and we lost it.
yn.madden iconic
officiallyalysandro Icons
trinamcgeeofficial The best
so what’d we think? we only have 1 part left then the next smau will happen.
@ftrmrs-barry-keoghan
#andrew garfield#andrew garfield social media#smau#k’s love triangle smau#social media#social media au#social media story#richard madden#richard madden social media
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I think both Joshua Bassett, and Kit Connor from Heartstopper, are straight and are only not labeling themselves because they don’t want backlash for saying they’re straight. //
You guys said that about Jack too, with the exact same wording if I remember correctly. Why can’t you accept that some people aren’t straight and don’t want to disclose their sexuality with you because it’s none of your fucking business?
I’ve literally never seen people get backlash for saying they’re straight but I see endless backlash for people saying they’re unlabeled. Richard Madden has faced more discourse (fwiw I think he does use a label but he just doesn’t want to share) than Taron who said he’s straight. Like can queers stop policing other queers tbh because it’s SO TIRING.
And at the end of the day it’s not about these famous rich people (though with younger celebs like Kit and Joshua it can probably fuck them up a bit). It’s about how reading vitriol and bullshit like that is gonna make some gay kids not feel gay enough or someone confused have to force themselves not to feel that.
Besties, I’m gonna tell y’all a story again because it was an important life lesson. In undergrad, I had this gay guy I was at that point relatively tight with (weirdly the one that anon found on Twitter talking about Jack 💀) and he had this pretty blonde friend from high school who was like super effeminate and a bit of a woo girl with regards to The Gays™️. She started dating my other guy friend so we hung out a loooot and developed our own friendship like independent of the two guys. I was a baby bi tbh and like super proud of being out and also super into being woke and shit right because I’d just discovered intersectionality and queer theory and stuff. I really liked this girl but I also found her a bit annoying and enjoyed outwoking her and shitting on her a bit. She really liked making jokes about how she fancies me and stuff and I really liked being like “you’re literally straight idk.” We ended up falling out tbh. I stayed friends with the guys. A few years later, turned out that girl is not a girl at all, let alone a straight one. They are an enby lesbian. I messaged to apologize to them and they actually said my comments hurt them a lot back then. We had a good convo about it and I learned to… not be a cunt and not assume people’s sexuality idk.
Some of you need to learn that lesson before you hurt someone like I did.
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The Coronation Party.
Mackron Fanfic.
"Big Day today Nate. I really appreciate you helping me" Mack said to Nate who was brushing Dexter.
"Can't believe you like the royals" laughed Nate.
"Love them" said Mack "Got to show willing as it's my sons ambition to work at one of the Royal residences when he finishes his Chef training"
"Well I must say you and Belle worked hard decorating the village" said Nate.
"We've put a big screen up in the village so we can watch it outside weather permitting" said Mack.
"The forecast is good weather wise" said Nate.
"I wonder will Aaron be there?" Mack asked.
"I would imagine so" said Nate.
Aaron and Nate arrived in the village where Brenda had made a massive Coronation cake.
"There's Champagne for everyone and coronation chicken sandwiches that Tommy made plus hot dogs and burgers. He's also cooked a massive salmon and made pizza and pasta for the vegetarians" Mack told everyone proudly.
"You've done us proud again Mackenzie" said Kim "And I see the Hotton Courier is here. Is Lucy not coming?"
"She was invited but she hasn't appeared" said Mack.
"Here she is now" said Kim as Lucy arrived with her parents and sister.
"She's just ignored me Kim" said Mack.
"Well I know Duncan isn't happy you got his precious daughter pregnant again" said Kim "And he's even less impressed you got yourself arrested"
Mack looked round to see where Lucy was and saw Aaron was with a man he didn't recognise outside the pub drinking a pint.
"Who's that bloke Aaron's with Nate?" said Mack who started to tremble.
"No idea" but he seems taken with Isla" Nate answered. "Calm down Mack don't let Aaron see you are bothered"
"But I am bothered. I can't believe he's moved on so quickly and another man is holding my daughter when she should be with me" Mack said wiping a tear away.
"Don't let him see you cry Mack" said Nate.
"I think I'll go home" said Mack "I've got no heart in it now"
"Don't let him win Mack" said Nate "Stay"
"What's wrong Mack?" Kim asked as she saw Mack was upset.
"Aaron's new boyfriend" said Mack "And he's holding my baby"
"Well he's a new face" said Kim. "If I'm not mistaken I think that's Jimmy's nephew"
"Just look at Mack he thinks he's bigger than Kim Tate now" Amy said to Matty just as a surprise guest arrived.
"Richard" said a surprised Mackenzie as Richard Madden walked towards him.
"Long time no see" said Richard "You've come a long way since you worked in the salon"
"Richard thank you so much for coming" said Mack "Yes and I'm married now"
"Who's the lucky lady" Richard asked.
"It's Aaron" said Mack not wanting to let Richard know they'd split up after only two weeks of marriage.
"Well he's the lucky man who stole your heart" smiled Richard "I was too late then Mack"
"Fraid so" said Mack who wanted to put his arms round Richard to make Aaron jealous.
"I've got two babies now Richard" said Mack.
"Two? Where?" said Richard.
"My daughter Isla is over there with Aaron" said Mack "She's four months old and I've got a son Reuben who is two weeks old" Mack told Richard.
"Wow you've been busy Mack" teased Richard "Well I must go now. I was just passing and I thought I'd look you up" he said giving Mack a peck on the cheek.
"I can't believe we've just met Richard Madden" said Nate.
"Well that's a turn up for the books" said Mandy. "I've still got the towel he used when he came to the salon. "Always thought he fancied you Mack"
"What's all this?" asked Nate.
"Oh he was one of my many conquests" Mack laughed.
"Your conquests" laughed Mandy "He was the conqueror Mack. You were putty in his hands" she said just as the coronation began on the big screen Mack had put up in the village.
"Let's all settle down folks and watch the ceremony" said Nicola who had taken charge.
"Who does she think she is?" asked Brenda "Who was miffed as her and Tommy had done most of the food.
"You know what she's like" said Bernice "Well I'm going to rescue Mackenzie"
"What from?" asked Brenda.
"From any hussy who thinks she can take advantage of him now that he's newly single and that Aasha is hanging around"
"I think someone ought to rescue him from her" Brenda said as Bernice made her way over to Mackenzie.
6.5.23.
#mackenzie boyd#aaron dingle#kim tate#nate robinson#tom king#bernice thomas#brenda walker#coronation party
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Suit of Armor
Pairing: Richard Madden x Reader
Summary: I tell Richard exactly how I felt about Eternals and what he has to do to make up for what he put me through.
Word Count: 4.8k
Warnings: ETERNALS SPOILERS, Smut, 18+ (NO MINORS PERMITTED), Swearing, Daddy Kink (for 1 second, its short I promise!), grammar and spelling mistakes
A/N: This is definitely inspired by the rant my roommate was subjected to after I returned home from seeing Eternals minus the smut
“Are you alright, love? You ready for this?” He asked as he gazed down on me. His hand on my thigh as he sat next to me in the back of the big black SUV.
“Are you kidding me” I exclaimed. “Of course I’m ready. Richard I get to see you for the first time in a fricken Marvel movie. I've been waiting for this since I found out you got the part two years ago, you know how much I love these movies.”
Richard chuckled in response “I know that much love”, then sighed, “I just know it can be a lot going on the carpet, I know how anxiety inducing it can be for you” as he leaned his forehead against mine.
Having been in a relationship for the last 3 years together, I had appeared next to Richard on a handful of red carpets by now. But that being said, I never could get used to the noise of all the screaming, cameras clicking and the general feeling of everyone’s eyes on me (even though I’m pretty sure most eyes remained on the handsome man beside me and I was a mere afterthought).
“I promise I will let you know if it becomes too much. But I think I’ll be distracted anyway, I’m just too excited to see you on the screen as a real superhero!” I looked up at him with a smile trying to show how proud I am of this accomplishment.
Then, just at that moment the car pulled to a stop and that’s when I started to tune in to all the noise that awaited us outside.
Richard gently grabbed my chin and turned me to face towards him, away from my gaze on the carpet mere feet from us “Just keep ahold of my hand and if it becomes too much just squeeze my hand and focus on me, I will get us off there as soon as I can”.
“Okay, I can do that” I looked up at him through my lashes “let’s do this”.
The driver came around and opened the door, giving me a hand and Richard following behind me.
We were immediately whisked down the carpet into the flurry of flashes from the camera and shouts from the fans and photographers.
But I remained focused on the feeling of Richard's strong hand in mine, or when he let go to wrap his arm around my waist I focused on the pressure of his body on mine. Soon enough it was over and we were heading to the theater.
After a brief catch up with Gemma, talking about how we must get together for a holiday gathering within the next couple months, Richard guided me to the front for our seats.
I could tell Richard was antsy for it to start as he wouldn’t stop moving in his seat. He puts so much pressure on himself and this was the moment everyone would see him hard work, and he did not want to disappoint.
Just as the lights were dimming, I reached over to Richard to grab his attention, reaching a hand around his neck I brought his ear close to mine and whispered “I love you, and I am so proud of you already, I know it will be amazing”
He rubbed his forehead against mine before dipping down, kissing my cheek and saying “thanks baby, I love you so much”
And we turned our heads as the film began.
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I.. I didn’t even know what to say. The movie ended and everyone stood for a round of applause. I was slow to get out of my seat and clap. Richard looked down at me asking how it was and all I could do was give a small reserved smile and saying “it was great”. I quickly gave him a kiss of the cheek “well I guess it’s time to be on our way then”.
Richard gave a slight inquisitive look but I looked away and took his hand to lead him out the door.
There was an after party gathering hosted by Angelina in the bar of a nearby hotel we made our way over to. Non-stop of people coming up to Richard congratulating him on his performance, and a few punches to the shoulder exclaiming how they couldn’t believe he was the bad guy in the end.
I just waited back, sat next to the bar in the corner waiting for him to finish making his rounds.
Just then he caught my gaze as he was amidst a conversation with a couple crew members. He gave me that look I knew meant he was trying to figure out how I was doing. He gave me a thumbs up signal in question just to confirm his question was coming through to me.
I gave him a small smile and thumbs up in return to confirm I was okay where I sat.
“Can I get you anything miss” the bartender asked, drawing my attention away from my gorgeous man, to the bar I sat at.
“Oh no I’m okay thank you thou- oH hi” I was interrupted by the hands wrapping around my waist.
“Let’s get out of here” he whispered into my ear with that deep Scottish drawl, and the couple beers he’s had only accentuated his accent further.
“Okay” I whispered back, nodding.
As we got in the back of the car the driver let us know we should arrive home in about 20 minutes, before closing the partition.
I stared out the window watching the city pass by, my hands non-stop fidgeting with my phone on my lap.
Richard look over and grabbed my hand, “are you okay love” he asked. I turned around seeing a look of mild concern on his face.
“I’m good” I replied shortly, turning my head back to face the outside which transitioned from the bright city lights and screens to the more subdued suburban neighborhood atmosphere.
“Um okay” he replied, and I could tell he wasn’t exactly convinced.
We sat in silence until we reached out home about 10 minutes later, pulling into the driveway. The driver came around and opened my door, Richard meeting me around the front of the car. He turned back to thank the driver and handed him a tip as I already made my way towards the house.
I was just setting my purse down on the console in the entryway when Richard made his way through the door.
As he closed the door behind him he began to speak “love are you really sure you are okay I wasn’t expecting you to be this qui- Oompf” as he was silenced by me pushing him up against the door and attaching my lips to him in a fury of passion.
I ran my hands up his chest, over his tux, up the back of his neck into his hair. I couldn’t resist giving a little tug which elicited a low moan from him. His arms that had been moving up and down my waist pressed in even harder.
“So I’m guessing you liked the movie” he panted, each word said in between kisses as began to make his way from my mouth to planting kisses along my jaw towards my neck.
“NO” I exclaimed, pushing myself away from him, turning my back to him.
“Umm..” he froze not sure how to react, “what do you mean love?” And I just knew he had a confused look on his face as he said it without even turning around.
“I can’t believe you did that to me” I whispered, tears almost threatening to form in my eyes.
“Wha- what did I do-“ “YOU KILLED YOURSELF” I yelled, turning around unable to keep my anger restrained.
He just leaned against the door, incredibly confused “umm..”
“You were SO HOT” I exclaimed throwing my hands in the air, “and then you just THREW YOURSELF INTO THE SUN”.
It was then a small smirk began to develop on his face.
“Looove..” he drawled out, beginning to walk over to me, “you know I didn’t have a choi-“ “I don’t care” I interrupted as I began to walk further into the house, throwing my coat onto the entryway bench and making my way into the kitchen.
“So you liked the film?” He asked, trying to confirm my thoughts on his work.
“Objectively, it was an amazing movie” I said. Hesighed with a smile on his face, satisfied that I did in fact enjoy the film, which I interrupted by adding, “but subjectively I hate you and Ikaris and anyone else who had a role in killing off who is clearly the hottest superhero in the MCU”
“But he betrayed his family lov-“ “No, I don’t care, I refuse to accept that as an excuse” I shook my head at him.
“But he-“ “no Richard there is nothing you can say that will make this better. You make me so happy by telling me you are a marvel superhero, getting me all hyped up, and turns out you were evil and going to kill yourself so you won’t even be in another movie which means I don’t get to stare are you in that uniform anymore.” I was left breathing heavily out of air upon finishing my rant.
He started slowing making his way over to me where I rested against the counter, putting his arms on either side of my body against the edge of the counter, trapping me.
“So you’re biggest issue with the movie was that it means you will no longer get to see me dressed as a superhero” he looked down on me with a smile on his face, trying to hold back laughter.
“Yes that is essentially the issue here” I nodded, a smirk now appearing on my face “because you know,” my arms going up his chest to behind his neck pulling his ear down near my mouth “you were just so sexy in that uniform I could hardly handle it”.
“Well if it was hard for you to handle, maybe it’s for the best I’m no longer in it” his hands coming off the counter to wrap around my waist whispering in my ear and finishing with a little nip at my ear.
“Oh no, I don’t think so” I noted wryly, my hands coming back down his front, now starting to drift over the top of his pants lining.
“Because,” I added, “it would be to your benefit if I got to see you even more as Ikaris” looking up at him.
“Oh yeah, why is that” he hummed, his hands drifting further down below my hips.
“Because seeing you in that uniform, seeing you fly around shooting later beams out of your eyes destroy evil monsters” I paused to take a breath, “made me want you to bend me over and take me right there in the middle of the theater with no care for anyone there who was watching” I finished, pausing to look up at him and stare him in the eyes, in an attempt to challenge him.
“Hmm well do you want to go down to the theater room, I can bend you over the couch and fulfil your fantasy” his hands reaching the curve of my underside giving a gentle squeeze with those large hands on his.
But before I could rebuttal he added “or would fucking you here on the counter be up to your satisfaction because I really can’t wait another minute to rip that dress off of you”
“Here will be fine” I said before slamming my lips against his again and he lifted me effortlessly up onto the counter.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hand slipping down to press against his growing bulge.
“God you had me scared you didn’t like the movie” he breathed as he kissed down my neck, his hands now drifting to my back to undo my dress.
“Of course I loved it, you idiot, but I’m still expecting you to make up for throwing my new favourite MCU character into the sun”.
He pulled back to look at me, a twinkle in his eyes as he said “oh I think I can do that, love” and reattached our lips in a heated make out.
He finished undoing my back so he pulled the dress down to my hips then I leaned back so he could finish pulling it down my legs. All that remained was the dark blue lingerie set, with flecks of gold detail, I had specifically bought for this night.
“Wow, you really are Ikaris’ biggest supporter” he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.
“I’m your biggest supporter actually” I corrected, as I grabbed a fistful of the front of his suit to bring him closer to me. I pushed his shirt jacket off his shoulders onto the floor.
I carefully, but quickly, I began unbuttoning his white dress shirt as he undid his bow tie. Soon I was pushing the shirt onto the floor to join the jacket, our lips never leaving each other for a moment. Until I pushed him back so I could hop off the counter and sink to my knees, hands quickly going to unbutton his slacks.
“Love, I thought I was making it up to you tonight” he questioned as he tried to give a gentle tug under my arm to pull me back up.
I kept myself solid on the ground, managing to open his pants and pull down them, and his boxers, enough to have his hard cock fly out and up against his stomach.
“I know, but I can’t help but want to also show you how proud I am of you still” my hand wrapping around him, not quite all the way
“Okay, if you’re certai-ohhhh god” he groaned as my tongue touched the tip of his cock, and my mouth wrapped around him right after. His head tilted back, eyes closed and hands instinctively grabbed a hold of my hair.
“God FUCK you suck my cock so good” he panted, and looked down at me again to see me looking back up at him as I tried to take as much as I could of him, my hands working to pleasure what my mouth couldn’t reach.
He gently applied pressure to the back of my head, “a little further I know you can do that babygirl”.
As I attempted to hollow out my cheeks and go further, along with his pushing, his cock slipped a bit too far eliciting a gag from me.
Richard immediately stopped and pulled me back with a concern look on his face. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to go that far” he breathed out with worry.
“I’m good I swear” I said as I tried to catch my breath, “your pleasure is worth as little pain” I added, as I went back to sucking his cock.
“I should remember you do love to mix pain with your pleasure” beginning to grab a hold of my hair again. I winked up at him in response and all he could do was let out a continuous moan as I slobbered all over his member.
Within a few moments though he was pulling me off panting out “okay you gotta stop now because I refused to not finish inside of you” and I mean, who was I to refuse that.
In a blur I was up on the counter again, Richard pushing me to lean back as he leaned over to inhale the smell of the mess that had been made in my panties.
A second later and my underwear was pulled down my legs and thrown over his shoulder to join the growing pile of clothing.
He grabbed under my knees pushing my legs back and outward to give him room to lean himself down and lick a long stripe up through my mound. His face came up to look at me, gleaming from my wetness that was now around his mouth, nose and chin. “You truly are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted” he proclaimed.
He turned his attention back downwards and he dove back in, this time focusing on my top area which houses the most sensitive, and unforgiving, bundle of nerves.
I could help but lean back on my arms and let out the loudest moan of the night between the two of us.
“Don’t stop making those sounds, love. I want to hear them all night long” he said, eyes now straying from the prize before him “lets let the hold neighbourhood know how good I’m making you feel”.
And with that he inserted his first first index into me, eliciting more of the moans he so desperately wanted to hear.
I couldn’t help reaching with one hand down to grab at his hair, pushing through from the grey streak at the front to the back of his head, while my other hand remained on the counter to support me upright.
“God Richard please, please god I’m gonna cum soon”
“Are you gonna cum for me baby? Hmm, you gonna cum all over my face for me? His voice muffled as he continued his feast devouring me within an inch of my life.
All I could do was groan and throw my head back desperate for release, “please Richard I need more, give me more”
And in an answer to my wishes he took the chance to insert a second finger. As he curled those large fingers of his up, hitting just the right spot, I couldn’t help but yell “FUCK RICHAAARD” drawing his name out with my release.
When I became reoriented I looked down to see Richard now back upright with his hands on either side of me as he leaned over me to dip down and glide his mouth over mine. I could taste myself on him as he slid his tongue in to entangle with my own, only causing me to release another moan due to the eroticism of it all.
Richard pulled away and said “Are you ready for me to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember the name of the movie you just saw?”
After letting out a low moan, I replied “if you set those expectations you better deliver on them”, finishing with a wink.
“When have I ever let you down in the pleasure department love” he chuckled as he bent down to give me a quick kiss.
“However,” he added, “ I am quite old and as much as I want to climb up here on the counter with you, my knees just aren’t built for that anymore so you mind taking this to the couch, love” he asked as he peppered kisses down my neck.
“Anything you need to deliver on the pleasure, old man” I joked, causing him to lightly bite my ear in rebuttal.
He leaned back and finally pulled his pants and boxers all the way off his legs before picking me up where I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the couch just a few meters away.
Immediately he was on top of me, the weight of him pressing into me and just making me more hot and bothered as I ran my hands down his back.
He really kept up with his training even after Eternals wrapped and I don’t doubt it was partly because he just knows how it affects me.
“Lean up, I don’t want any article of clothing separating us from each other” he claimed, as I sat up so he could unhook my bra.
I leaned back and immediately his mouth was around my one breast as his hand tweaked and pulled at the other breast’s nipple, causing me to let you another moan and proclaim “Richard I love you but I need you to get your cock inside me before I actually combust”.
I heard the muffled sounds of his laughter from between my breasts “okay love whatever you want, this night is now completely yours”.
With that he reached his hands down to grab my thighs and push them to the sides to open myself up to him. His mouth had now moved back to the crook of my neck, no doubt leaving more marks for me to cover tomorrow, as he reached down to guide himself to my opening.
Before entering however, he leaned back just enough so our noses were barely touching, as he looked me in the eyes to say “I love you” and held my stare as his cock entered me.
We both let out simultaneous moans, our heads each tilting back as we became overwhelmed in the pleasure.
“Ughh fuuuck” he let out through clenched teeth, “why are you always so fuckin right” as he neared fully entering me.
“Why are you always so fuckin bIG” I chirped back, as he slammed his hips into mine to completely enter me.
We both just paused in order to fully adjust and mentally calm each of our bodies down so we could last for more than 5 seconds.
“Okay I’m good” I breathed, “give it to me Richard”.
He didn’t need to be told twice as he began to thrust his hips in and out, and quickly picking up his pace.
Richard's hands then moved down to grab the backs of my thighs in order to wrap them around his waist, which enabled me to pull him in even closer.
“Baby girl you feel so good” he moaned, his upper half coming so he could capture my mouth with his. His rapid thrusts inhibited any rhythmic kissing, just a clash of tongue and teeth in an attempt to get as close as we possibly could to one another.
“Fuck Richard go deeper, harder, just more god I need more, just give me everything you have” I pleaded with him, nearing a state of complete delusion at the intensity of pleasure already.
“Yes ma'am” he replied and with that hitched my thighs up even more so that he could lift my legs up and over his shoulders.
“Oh-oHh my fuuck Richard, yes god, yes keep.. going.. yess” I tried to get words out to let him know how I felt as I was running out of air. Each thrust of his taking my breath away.
With the new position, the angle allowed him to reach the deepest point inside of me yet this evening.
“I can see myself bulging from your stomach, that’s so fuckin hot babygirl” he proclaimed as he leaned back to watch as he entered and excited my soaking cunt.
All I could do was lie there and nod along, complete delusion having set it as the pleasure overwhelmed me.
“Are you gonna cum for me baby, huh? You gonna let go for me and cum all over my cock?” He grunted out the words which furthered my state of incompetence.
All I could get out was a jumble of words, “fuck.. cum.. I’m.. hard.. there” which signalled to Richard I was nearing my release.
He breathed over me and said “yeah I know you want to come, can you come with me? I’m about to cum too. Cum with me while I fill you all up with my cum babygirl. ”
As he said those words he reached down to rub my clit and within a second I was bursting around him “oH Richard fuck fuck fuc fuh fuhhh” as my cunt contracted around his cock, which brought him to his release as well, “god fuckin hell, look at you squeezin my cock like that, you want every last drop in that pussy don’t ya” he moaned out, as he rocked out his final thrusts.
He removed my legs from him shoulders allowing him to rest down onto me, head going to the crook of my neck, his weight helping calm my rapid heart rate as I calmed down, both our breaths starting to slow.
“That was so good Rich, just what I nee-wHOA” I was pulled from my thoughts as all of a sudden I was flipped on to my stomach and his arms around my waist to pull me on to all fours. I turned around to find him kneeling on the couch behind me, palming at my ass.
“I think I owe you one more for all the heartbreak I put you through” he said with a wink, eyes twinkling with a slight hint of mischievousness. My mind drifted back to what had started all this in the first place, the movie, Ikaris, honestly seemed like a week ago at this point where I was in my mental state of pleasure mixed with exhaustion.
“I think you can give me one more, right baby? You give one more to daddy?
He knew that word was my kryptonite.
I let out a low groan and dug my head into the couch pillow as I felt one of his hands wrap around my waist as if to hold me steady, while the other inserted two of its digits into my sopping cunt.
I could hear the sound of our juices mixing as he thrust his fingers in and out, his thumb going to rub at my clit.
As sensitive and tired as I was, I couldn’t help my body from thrusting backward to meet his movements.
“Ri.. Richard.. I.. I don’t know.. I need” I could express anything I was feeling. I was so far gone.
Richard leaned his body over top of mine so he could whisper right in my ear, “C’mon baby I know you can do this for me, ready? When I tell you to cum you’re gonna cum for me, can you do that for me sweet girl? “
All I could give was a shaky nod in reply.
“Cum” he demanded.
And with that the dam broke. A gush of fluid spurting out of my cunt, drenching him and myself “fuuuuck” was all I had in me to moan out before collapsing on the couch.
I was zoned out, on the verge of sleeping when I felt kisses along my back up until they reached my cheek.
“I’ll be right back” Richard whispered in my ear and all I could give was a “hmm” in reply.
Seconds or minutes later I couldn’t be sure, I felt Richard's hands helping me to turn over, “I’m just going to clean you up a bit” he said before I felt a warm towel in between my legs cleaning up the mess we both contributed to.
“The couch.. oh god the couch” was all my mind could go to as I felt the wetness all around me.
“Shh shh it’s okay, don’t worry about that I’ll take care of it. Just relax for me, okay sweet girl?” I nodded in reply as he kissed my forehead.
Richard managed to get me seated and wrapped one of the couch blankets around me before scooping me into his arms to bring me upstairs to our bedroom.
I nearly fell asleep as I curled my face into his neck, but was awakened by the bright lights of the en-suite being turned on.
I let out a groan of displeasure from the bright lights and mumbling about wanting to go to bed.
“I know love, just need you to go pee first, don’t want you getting a UTI now don’t we?” he said as he led me to the toilet, and I grumbled an “I guess now” in return.
He left the bathroom to I assume ready the bed and give me some privacy. I finished my business and managed to get up and go wash my hands. As I looked in the mirror I looked so freshly fucked, I knew I’d have marks all over me tomorrow, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I zoned out just staring in the mirror until Richard appeared behind me, a single kiss to my neck interrupting my wandering thoughts, “let’s get you to bed” he said and pulled me to the bedroom.
He led me to the bed where he had a white T-shirt of his waiting to slip over me. After helping me into that he helped me tuck into bed before going to shut all the lights off and closed the blinds before slipping into bed himself. He layed close behind me, arm coming around my waist to pull me close to him, entwining our legs and head nestling into my neck.
With one last kiss to me cheek he whispered, “I hope I made it up to you enough, love”
“I still hate you” I said with a small smile on my face, my eyes already closed and ready for sleep.
“What if I called production and asked if I could get the costume to wear for you around the house, would that make things better, hmm?” He hummed in my ear.
“Yes,” I said “yes that would”.
A/N: Drop a like if you want more Richard/ Ikaris fics in your life :))
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Hello, Gina! I am fairly new here… new to fandom at all really. I’ve recently learned to love and accept myself and who I truly am, as a newly proud member of the 🏳️🌈 community. I used to avoid looking into queer culture like the plague because I was afraid of what I would find (or what might resonate with me and why). I was a 1D fan quietly, because I really loved Louis and I clung to the idea that I might be attracted to him. I now understand that I sensed what I believe to be his sexuality, and how we might be similar in a way. How unintimidating he was to me. When I finally let myself, I googled it. I have had my eyes opened. Now I am happy to say that I am a Larry (Larrie?) and sad that I wasted so much time avoiding something that brings me such joy.
What I came here to say was, since looking into all of this I have heard so many situations of celebrities being closeted. I’ve heard Taylor Swift, Richard Madden, Shawn Mendes, etc. I was quite shocked and don’t understand how people know so much about their private lives. In your experience, do you find it okay for us to speculate about these people because we are coming from a place of love and acceptance? I am so happy to support Louis and Harry, and whoever else might be in our community, but as someone who was in a very dark and cruel closet I would have been terrified if someone speculated about me openly, even from a positive place. I suppose I am just looking for some hand holding, and I’m sorry for that. I want to feel a part of this but I am not sure if I’m being hypocritical by doing so. You are so warm and I hoped you might have some insight for me. Thank you and I hope you’re well! I understand if this is a topic you don’t want to touch on or spark debate about. I am really just looking for camaraderie and am happy if you choose to answer in tags or even not at all. With love.
Hi sweetheart. Well, first of all, congratulations on realizing and accepting your own sexuality. I'm so happy for you. Louis really is such a safe and beautiful presence for so many queer people, I'm so glad you found him and eventually this fandom. Welcome!
As for the rest, it's a really complicated topic and I think everyone has differing opinions on it. Here's where I sit currently. I believe that Harry and Louis have signaled their connection to the queer community for years. I think they've gone out of their way over and over again (clothing, song lyrics, lyric tweets, to communicate with the fans who see their queerness.
I'm sure there have been times that outside speculation and attention has made things difficult for them. But my overall impression is that they do want people to know, and they want to know that they have support if they were to come out. So, while I think we absolutely have to be respectful, being open about supporting them individually, and as a couple, is a good thing in regards to them, specifically.
I'm not in any other fandoms, so I don't know if I can say the same for other artists/actors. I think if they've said they're not queer (like Shawn Mendes, for example), and there isn't anything other than his effeminate mannerisms or the way he dresses that make you think he's gay, then speculating publicly seems really unfair to him and tp feminine men who might not identify as queer. But, again, I don't know very much about him so perhaps he's also signaling like H/L do and then I'd have to rethink my position on that.
I hope that helps a bit.
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Masterlist!
Here’s the masterlist of all my imagines and preferences!
Imagines marked as * are smutty imagines!
Imagines marked as ` are requests!
IMAGINES
CRIMINAL MINDS
the runner ~ aaron hotchner`
punishment ~ aaron hotchner`
LUCIFER
make you a believer ~ ella lopez
silence ~ lucifer morningstar
HEMLOCK GROVE
get away ~ roman godfrey (part one)
midnight drive ~ roman godfrey (part two)
AMERICAN HORROR STORY
freak ~ xavier plympton (part one)
protecting you ~ xavier plympton (part two)`
a surprise by the lake ~ xavier Plympton`
taken care of ~ michael langdon
don’t worry ~ michael langdon`
loopholes ~ michael langdon*`
change in plans ~ michael langdon`
revenge ~ montana duke
RIVERDALE
grief ~ archie andrews
the new queen ~ fp jones (part one)
seducing the queen ~ fp jones (part two)
the list ~ jason blossom
something more than just points ~ jason blossom’
no one will hurt you` ~ sweet pea
THE BODYGUARD
new assignment ~ david budd (part one)
nightmares ~ david budd (part two)
the photoshoot ~ david budd (part three)
take away and beer ~ david budd (part four)
art ~ david budd (part five)
threats ~ david budd (part six)
getting her things ~ david budd (part seven)
PEAKY BLINDERS
not part of the deal ~ thomas shelby
private ceremony ~ thomas shelby
superstar ~ thomas shelby`
too good ~ thomas shelby`
can’t lose you ~ thomas shelby
crossfire ~ john shelby
an accidental addition ~ thomas shelby
family ~ shelby family
the enemy’s sister ~ thomas shelby (part one)`
a dangerous love affair ~ alfie solomons
a woman leader ~ john shelby
disapprove ~ thomas shelby (part two)
no one’s whore ~ thomas shelby*
daddy’s girl ~ thomas shelby
take a break ~ thomas shelby
THE WITCHER
dance partner ~ geralt of rivia (part one)
company ~ geralt of rivia (part two)*
stay the night ~ geralt of rivia*`
some sort of miracle ~ geralt of rivia
same problem ~ yennefer of vengerberg
my lady ~ geralt of rivia*`
imperfections ~ geralt of rivia`
DOCTOR WHO
always loved you ~ thirteen
GAME OF THRONES
betrothed ~ robb stark (part one)
riding alone ~ robb stark (part two)
Z NATION
facing it alone ~ 10k’
let me go ~ 10k
what are we gonna do? ~ 10k
THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY
love and drugs ~ klaus hargreeves
the horror~ ben hargreeves’
no one helps but you ~ klaus hargreeves`
and they were roommates ~ klaus hargreeves`
lock the door ~ ben hargreeves*`
VICTORIOUS
a little too good at acting ~ beck oliver
faint ~ beck oliver`
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
living dead ~ damon salvatore
eternity ~ damon salvatore*`
HANNIBAL
are you going to hurt me? ~ hannibal lecter
his type ~ hannibal lecter
BARRY
what they do in the movies ~ barry berkman
BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY
i have no one ~ freddie mercury
K-12
don’t send me home ~ leo`
jealousy ~ angelita`
BREAKING BAD/EL CAMINO
hideaway ~ jesse pinkman*
project partner ~ jesse pinkman
DCEU
the new intern ~ clark kent
rescue mission ~ harley quinn
man’s world ~ harley quinn
SCREAM
scary movies ~ billy loomis
talk me down ~ stu macher`
HARRY POTTER
tutor ~ draco malfoy
stood up ~ draco malfoy
MCU
see you again ~ loki
my hero ~ mysterio
delivery boy ~ peter parker
locked up ~ clint barton`
KINGSMAN
not a damn damsel ~ eggsy
A QUIET PLACE
keep quiet ~ emmett
no time for love ~ emmett’
MIDSOMMAR
get out of here ~ mark`
may queen ~ mark`
little sister ~ mark*`
secret thrills ~ mark*`
don’t go ~ mark’
sacred ~ mark’
seven minutes in heaven ~ mark*`
friendship necklace ~ mark`
it meant nothing ~ mark`
awful ~ dani ardor`
something’s wrong ~ mark`
whoops ~ mark`
enemies to lovers ~ mark`
1917
not the same ~ will schofield
DIVERGENT
recruit ~ eric coulter’
rookie ~ eric coulter (part two)
don’t belong ~ eric coulter`
8 MILE
embarrassed ~ jimmy smith jr.
TWILIGHT
soulmates ~ paul lahote`
THE DIRT
glorified groupie ~ tommy lee
maybe i should ~ tommy lee`
be like daddy ~ nikki sixx`
normal family christmas ~ nikki sixx`
DIARY OF A WIMPY KID
done pretending ~ rodrick heffley
the girl next door ~ rodrick heffley`
IT: CHAPTER TWO
picking up the kids ~ richie tozier
LES MIS
for the revolution ~ enjolras
CHRIS EVANS
set ups
BEN HARDY
doing him proud
MACHINE GUN KELLY
not so bad (part one)
remember me`
secret meeting (part two)
surprise`
awkward family dinner (part three)
staying the night (part four)
out on the town (part five)
a very special meeting (part six)
feeling used`
christmas in cleveland (part seven)
lady killer*`
we’ll be okay (part eight)
the one`
getting caught*
sweet revenge`
get off my girl`
can’t do it anymore
seeing it all`
hear your voice*`
do you love me?`
one and only (part nine)
photographs`
why are you here?`
happiest i've been`
trying`
i believe`
welcome home*`
killshot (part ten)
i think i’m okay`
it’s not over (part eleven)
mistake`
drunk fun (w/yungblud)*`
reunited (part two of photograph)`
bad girl*`
fixed`
meeting the family (part twelve)
good enough`
the question (part thirteen)
kissing lessons`
the wedding (part fourteen)
too rough*`
teach me`
sneaking you out`
red carpet`
on beat`
what if i can’t`
role reversal*`
massage*`
secrets`
celebrating*`
almost caught`
back off*`
first time*`
trying something new*`
missing`
not yours`
hurting mommy`
sweet disaster`
loved you first`
running lines’
DANIEL WEBBER
nothing happened`
misunderstanding`
advice`
loving father`
beach day`
TARON EGERTON
take me to the pilot*
RICHARD MADDEN
lost`
YUNGBLUD
not a rebound (part one)
a great team`
no hope (au)`
cuffed, literally (part two)`
sick baby`
coming home`
kisses`
drunk fun*` (w/machine gun kelly)
lessons`
struggling`
father to be`
coachella`
the song’
front row`
love you as you are’
cliche`
HARRY STYLES
saved (au part one)
always a winner`
exploring eroda (au part two)
picnic (au part three)
awkward
KENDALL SCHMIT
just us`
CODY FERN
distance`
ANDREW SIWICKI
secret first date
a regular guy`
beautiful to me
wear my hoodie`
DAVID DOBRIK
only yours
science experiment
bon appetit`
DYLAN GARDNER
surprise date`
JEFF WITTEK
busy
my oh my!
passing the time*
in trouble
a fun game
six feet apart
you won’t be able to`
EMINEM
surprise performance
age gap’
private`
chains`
ROOK
pretty picture`
love on tour`
protective`
toxic love`
why are you like this?’
keep it down*`
taking care`
sick`
you’re cute when you’re jealous`*
CILLIAN MURPHY
proud`
GEORGE MACKAY
medic (au)’
ARIANA GRANDE
done with boys
SCOTTY SIRE
stuck together
SEBASTIAN STAN
the boss’ girl (au)
G-EAZY
unimaginable pain`
bad reputation`
hate*`
i do`
CORPSE
proposition (part one)
caught feelings (part two)
actually excited
ZAC EFRON
fatherhood`
HENRY CAVILL
you deserve better`
AARON TVEIT
i thought it’d be happy`
a baby next christmas
PREFERENCES
tiktok trends that they participate in with you ~ the vlog squad
who walks in on the two of you ~ the umbrella academy
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Happy Birthday, ex manager and partner of Elton John, John Reid, who was born September 9, 1949 in Paisley.
The son of a welder and a shop worker, he reportedly attended Stow College in Glasgow for a short time before striking out for London in 1967. At age 18 Reid entered the music business as a promoter for EMI. Remarkably by age 19 he was managing the Tamla Motown label for the U.K., and it was at a company Christmas party that 21-year-old Reid met 23-year-old John.
Their professional partnership would last 28 years with Reid being present for John’s career hitting stratospheric heights, often as his personal life hit deep lows due to the performer’s alcohol and drug use, marriage and divorce to Renate Blauel the forging and continuation of his partnership with lyricist Bernie Taupin lawsuits, and loves lost and found.
In an interview with The Daily Record Reid later said “When I met Elton, I didn’t even realize his potential, I’ve never claimed to have discovered him. In fact, when he suggested I should manage him, I wasn’t enthusiastic.” When Reid accepted the job of becoming John’s manager at Dick James Music, the couple were already living together.
In anther interview he says Elton was his first love and vice versa John also revealed he was “a virgin until then. I was desperate to be loved, desperate to have a tactile relationship.”
Their relationship as lovers lasted from 1970 until 1975. It was one of the most prolific music periods for John as he delivered numerous international hits including “Your Song,” “Daniel,” “Candle in the Wind,” and “Rocket Man.” His persona on- and off-stage grew and his outfits became more flamboyant. “The vast leaps in style were exhausting,” Reid has said of the period. “He would go out one day with brown hair and return the next with pink.”
According to Reid, the relationship ended because Elton had “never had a sexual adolescence. He needed to go off and play the field, which he did with gusto… There were no dramas.”
Reid would remain in John’s life – and as his business manager – until 1998. Over the decades the two became wealthy due to John’s recording and touring successes. Both men spent big on sports cars, yachts, jewelry, and property, with Reid reportedly owning multiple homes at one point. Reid managed Queen from 1975 to 1978, as well as other acts including Bros, Kiki Dee, Lionel Richie, Billy Connelly, and Michael Flatley.
Like John, Reid would struggle with drugs and alcohol and in 1991 checked into the same recovery clinic John had stayed at when he got sober in 1990. “Elton called me regularly. He was a tower of strength,” Reid told the Daily Record. But unlike John, Reid would relapse and continue to struggle with alcohol.
Professionally, their relationship ended in 1998, the same year John’s auditors discovered a reported £20 million gap in his accounts. Two years later they would be facing each other in court, this time on opposing sides with John suing accounting firm PriceWaterhouseCoopers and Andrew Haydon, director of John Reid Enterprises, claiming negligence and breach of duty. “I trusted him,” John said of Reid in court. “I never thought he would betray me but he has betrayed me.” The singer had already been paid over 3 million pound by Reid in an out of court settlement by the time it reached court.
Reid continued in the music business until reportedly retiring in 1999, a year after divesting himself of an art collection allegedly worth £2 million. He was a judge on the Australian version of The X Factor in 2005 and has since lived a quiet life out of the public eye.
“I’m fond of Elton and proud of the work we did together,” Reid is reported to have said in the mid-2010s. “One day I’ll bump into him and there may be hugs and kisses. Or maybe not.”
There is no shortage of controversy in his life either and Reid has been known to have a violent side, one particularly powerful scene in Rocketman features an enraged Reid hitting John after the singer showed up late to a performance. While no evidence corroborates that this moment actually took place, Reid’s temper was a real-life problem. In a 1974 Rolling Stone magazine article, a former employee describes the manager as “diminutive, but he’s a killer. He’ll punch anyone.” The characterization seems reinforced by a long list of notable incidents.Reid once threw a glass of champagne at a man for not having enough liquor at a reception for John, he slapped a female journalist who reportedly called him a “poof," he was charged with assault in New Zealand after beating and kicking a journalist, he was arrested in San Francisco after hitting a hotel doorman with his cane while waiting for a car and he allegedly beat another journalist the day after John’s 1984 wedding to Renate Blauel in Sydney, where Reid was the best man. “They’re isolated incidents,” the manager once said of his outbursts. “I don’t make excuses, I’m not particularly proud of it, but any time anything like this has happened, it’s been in defence of Elton or Bernie’s not for personal reasons.”
To me an isolated incident is that, when there are several incidents it means he has a violent nature, Queen drummer Roger Taylor said of Reid in the 2011 Queen documentary Days of Our Lives. “He was very fiery and very feisty, but so were we.” However Veteran British singer-songwriter Mike Batt defended Reid in an interview after the release of Rocketman saying the depiction was especially callous, and that the "portrayal as an uncaring sex-god manipulator is weapons-grade character assassination.”
His current whereabouts are unknown, though reports list him as living in Australia or London.
Reid was portrayed by Irish actor Aidan Gillen in the Film Bohemian Rhapsody and in Rocketman by Scottish actor Richard Madden.
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Froy posting stories about watching the eternals is more than Richard has ever let any of his partners post
Yup. I'm still not sure about the social media aspect. Like, is Froy adviced by Madden and/or his handlers to keep the posting to a minimum? Was it Madden's idea? Of did Froy just assume it was a good idea since Madden is technically still closeted (although glass closeted, I guess Froy is too). Anyways, I'm happy he's being a supportive boyfriend. It makes me smile to see how proud he is of Richard. Such a shame Richard had the villain role though, but even so it was his big breakthrough role.
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oc anon again tell me anything about them! what oc has a story or moment that makes you really happy?
hiii welcome back!!
i will share about my favorite boys jasper and donny bc i write them the most 🤗
ok so first things first.
ok i am a little protective about jasper’s story so i will spare some details but what u need to know right off the bat: his fc is aaron tveit, he’s the oldest of six children, he’s a former child actor, and he is gay.
jasper’s story is the nearest and dearest to my heart bc he has been through hell and back but at the end of the day he is still very tender and he has been learning how to love himself again and open up. he’s like. he’s like cogsworth from beauty and the beast. he’s a bit of a snob sometimes and he really likes order and structure, but he also has a very simple sense of humor and i think he’s endearing. out of all of my ocs i think i poured the most of myself into him and writing him has been really cathartic for me because he’s getting his happy ending that he deserves 🥺
i think i’m happiest thinking about his relationship with neil (written by syd @genuineviolence 🥰) because they came back to each other across time, and so syd and i have written them both in the 2000s at the beginning of their relationship and now in the present, and it’s been a fun exercise in understanding the ways they’ve changed or stayed the same. syd and i say all the time that they literally invented romance and i stand by that. they’re going to grow old together and have a house on the beach and slow dance in the kitchen to old love songs.
and then there’s donny………
donny is like. not really the antithesis of jasper but like they are such opposites i think. donny is a leo from new jersey so like u already know he is a handful. his fc is richard madden (yes syd uses him for neil, do not come for us they are in different universes 😩) and he is an accomplished photographer and currently an annoying podcast host. in an upcoming group i will start eventually he will also be an actor/wrestler but i don’t know when i’ll get that off the ground tbh.
anyway. donny is fun to write bc he has changed so much since his inception and he has really grown! when i first started writing him he was pretty selfish and a floozy, but now he’s a father (read: dilf) and he’s going steady with his boyfriend teddy (who is also written by syd) and i’m really proud of him honestly?? he’s really stepped up to be someone his friends and family can rely on, and he’s got a big heart.
anyway thank u so much for asking about them!! i’m so glad u asked, and if u ever want to come off anon and tell me about your ocs i’d love to hear about them!! 🥺🥰
#anon whoever u are…… u woke up the sleeper agents in my brain…………..#answered#putting this under a read more bc it’s long but also if it shows up in any tags i’m aborting myself
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located in southern california,
goliath valley is a high-profile private neighborhood, home to a variety of stars and those connected to them. painters! poets! actors! musicians! directors! you name it. one of goliath’s key selling points is its exclusivity, only accepting the best of the best--or so they say. money can’t buy you happiness, but it certainly can buy you a mansion. this gated community isn’t the utopia one might think. with a clear divide between those living at the center of goliath and those closer to the gate, it’s difficult to completely leave the real world behind.
tldr: a small-town style rp about wealthy/celebrity neighbors. themes of fame, class, and identity are at the center of our story ! but really: this is pretty low stakes.
RULES:
muses and muns must be 18+ as there are mature themes involved.
there is no set activity rule but you will be contacted if you are inactive for more than three days with no notice--this includes ic or ooc.
this is discord exclusive. no need to make a tumblr. no need to use any gif icons in replies.
do not godmod. be kind to each other. please respect triggers. any nsfw should be placed in a nsfw tagged channel. nsfw and triggers should be hidden by spoiler text.
drama ic is great. drama ooc is not. boundaries should be respected at all times. no bubble roleplaying.
no problematic fcs. please contact me if there’s someone you are uncomfortable with.
please follow the yes, and and no, but rules when writing and plotting. keep the flow going!
APP SAMPLE + LOGISTICS:
you can send your app to me through submit or tumblr dm! please do not take a lack of acceptance personally, it’s first come/first serve. those who just miss the cap will be the first to know about any extension! each mun is allowed two characters to start.
( faceclaim, gender, pronouns ) wait, you didn’t know first last lived here ? they’re what they’re rich/famous for living on road name. i read they’re a age in numbers zodiac originally from location. apparently they’re pretty two positive traits but also two negative traits. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting song by artist. they’re so different in person, they remind me of 3 character aesthetics. written by alias, age and pronouns.
LOCATION OPTIONS:
(there are obviously more streets than this, but these are the important ones)
shiloh circle. the center of goliath, where the richest of the rich will live.
eastman drive. the next tier of houses, slightly less expensive than those on shiloh.
bristol lane. the next tier, typically home to c & d listers.
scott street. the last tier, closest to the gate. they’re the smallest of the houses.
currently at a cap of eight muns. may expand to ten under special circumstances !
8/8 SPOTS TAKEN!
( sky ferreira, non-binary, she/they ) wait, you didn’t know heaven fields lived here ? they’re an ex-child star living on shiloh circle. i read they’re a 26 year old pisces originally from orlando, florida. apparently they’re pretty captivating and friendly but also erratic and secretive. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting delete forever by grimes. they’re so different in person, they remind me of the resurgence of fairycore, the legacy of the olsen twins, and the soothing sound of synth . written by syd, 23, they/them.
( aaron tveit, cis-man, he/him ) wait, you didn’t know luke bradley lived here ? they’re the son of famous actors living on bristol lane. i read they’re a 30 year old cancer originally from los angeles, california. apparently they’re pretty charming and easygoing but also vain and cowardly. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting the rat by the walkmen. they’re so different in person, they remind me of people who vape at inappropriate times, the tendency to deflect with dumb jokes, and unmistakable wasted potential . written by syd, 23, they/them.
( im jinah, cis female, she/her ) wait, you didn’t know tallulah “tally” hong lived here ? they’re an heiress/socialite living on shiloh circle. i read they’re a twenty-seven year old aries originally from new york, new york. apparently they’re pretty astute & alluring but also darwinian & supercilious. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting out the bottle by lolo zouaï. they’re so different in person, they remind me of treating walks of shame like a runway, three passport photos & a bite as big as her bark. written by jules, 23, she/her.
( sian lilly, cis female, she/her ) wait, you didn’t know annick warner lived here ? they’re an actress/influencer living on bristol lane. i read they’re a twenty-three year old gemini originally from toronto, ontario. apparently they’re pretty enchanting & creative but also risqué & careless. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting the worst in me by kaytranada ft. tinashe. they’re so different in person, they remind me of treating most spaces like a concert venue when any of “your songs” are on, fogged-up car windows and lux lavender baths with prosecco and plenty of natural light. written by jules, 23 and she/her.
( richard madden, cis man, he/him ) wait, you didn’t know donny lister lived here ? they’re a photographer living on bristol lane. i read they’re a 32 year-old leo originally from hoboken, new jersey. apparently they’re pretty observant and social but also pretentious and proud. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting ahha by nate ruess. they’re so different in person, they remind me of empty train cars at 2am, always carrying a lighter despite quitting smoking years ago, and rambling about ephemerality and commercialism every time he walks into a gift shop. written by jace, 23, he/him.
( zoë kravitz, cis? woman?, she/her ) wait, you didn’t know meadow fields lived here ? they’re an ex-child star living on shiloh circle. i read they’re a 28 year-old gemini originally from orlando, florida. apparently they’re pretty adventurous and intuitive but also abrasive and closed-off. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting killing boys by halsey. they’re so different in person, they remind me of scuffed doc martens, campy horror movies, and trying just a little too hard to act like you don’t know all the words to disney songs. written by jace, 23, he/him.
( katie stevens, cis woman, she/her/hers ) wait, you didn’t know andrea matthews lived here ? they’re a singer/songwriter living on scott street. i read they’re 26 year old cancer originally from paradise, california. apparently they’re pretty adaptable and creative but also insecure and paradoxical. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting body in a box by city and colour. they’re so different in person, they remind me of freshly made beds, a cracked iphone case, and always nodding. written by diana, 24 and she/her/hers.
( froy gutierrez, cis man, he/him/his ) wait, you didn’t know sebastian 'bash' guerra lived here ? they’re an actor living on bristol lane. i read they’re 22 year old leo originally from san diego, california. apparently they’re nurturing and protective but also self-sacrificing and irresolute. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting frank d fixer by jason mraz. they’re so different in person, they remind me of family dinners around the table, always having sunscreen, being the knight in shining armor. written by diana, 24 and she/her/hers.
( delilah belle, cis woman, she/her ) wait, you didn’t know riley hargreaves lived here ? they’re an actress living on shiloh circle. i read they’re a 25 year old pisces originally from santa barbara, california. apparently they’re pretty intuitive and charismatic but also spacey and docile. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting boys by charli xcx. they’re so different in person, they remind me of layers of gold chains around her neck, a wardrobe full of denim and neutrals and the constant pressure of needing to charm the whole room. written by jay, 23 and she/her.
( kail peery, demi girl, she/they ) wait, you didn’t know maxine ‘max’ hill lived here ? they’re a musician living on scott street. i read they’re a 21 year old leo originally from chicago, illinois. apparently they’re pretty fervent and loyal but also dogmatic and temperamental. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting i am king by nasty cherry. they’re so different in person, they remind me of the obnoxious sound of popping gum, making deliberate eye contact from across the room to assert dominance and unintentional all-nighters. written by jay, 23 and she/her.
( lorenzo zurzolo, cis male, he / him ) wait, you didn’t know bandit knox lived here ? they’re an actor living on eastman drive. i read they’re a 23 year old scorpio originally from reno, nevada. apparently they’re pretty resilient & convivial but also facetious & heedless. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting debra by iDKHOW. they’re so different in person, they remind me of under eye circles so dark that they look like he just came back from the dead, a messy head of curls that hair & makeup are always badgering him about on set, and anxiously fidgeting with the rings around his fingers. written by gray, 24 and she/her
( christina nadin, cis woman? (she doesn't rly know), she/her ) wait, you didn’t know juniper darling lived here ? they’re an artist living on scott street. i read they’re a 21 year old aries originally from chicago, illinois. apparently they’re pretty jovial & observant but also pigheaded & gullible. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting dog years by maggie rogers. they’re so different in person, they remind me of mistaking paint water for a cup of tea, modern music played exclusively from vinyl records, and long hair wound up in a messy bun that's held together with a paint brush. written by gray, 24 and she/her
( diana silvers, cis woman, she/her ) wait, you didn’t know charlotte arnault lived here ? they’re an artist living on eastman drive. i read they’re a 24 year old leo originally from paris, france. apparently they’re pretty talented and charismatic but also lazy and irritable. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting dinner & diatribes by hozier. they’re so different in person, they remind me of expensive cocktails with ridiculous names, diving into a pool with all of your clothes on, and the need to be the most interesting person in the room . written by morgan, 19, she/her
( riz ahmed, non-binary, he/they ) wait, you didn’t know rasul rajani lived here ? they’re an up-and-coming indie film director living on eastman drive. i read they’re a 35-year-old capricorn originally from newton, ma. apparently they’re pretty ambitious and hardworking but also aloof and mercurial. sometimes, when you drive by their house you can hear them blasting money machine by 100 gecs. they’re so different in person, they remind me of chain smoking cigarettes to stay awake, a dog-eared notebook filled with scribbles and storyboards, disappearing into the wallpaper at a film premiere’s afterparty. written by char, 24 and she/her.
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Comfort
Ship: Richard Madden x male reader
Word Count: 2635
Summary: You come home after a long rough day having a bad stomachache. Today you’ll have to attend to a premiere of one of your boyfriend’s movies. Richard takes care of you and keeps an eye on you, especially as you start feeling worse
Additional Tags: fluff, male reader, soft, comfort, domestic, hurt/comfort
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You come home tiredly and try to blend out the stinging pain in your stomach. It has been a rough, busy day at work and your stomachache didn’t really make it easier. “I’m home.” You say and kick off your shoes.
A second later, you can hear your boyfriend’s familiar steps on the stairs and look up. “Hey, bubs.” he says and pulls you into a tight hug. You sigh happily and cuddle into him giving your body some rest. “How was work?”
“Exhausting.” You just mumble into his chest.
Richard pulls back and looks at you observantly. “You look extremely tired.” he says and fondles over your cheek gently.
“Yeah, I am.” you sigh and smile up to him. “Don’t look so worried. I’m just tired.” you giggle softly and he nods slowly, watching you closely.
“Okay then.” Richard says, ready to let it go. But not a second later, he sees you contorting your face. “What’s wrong?” he asks worried and you press your hand onto your stomach for a moment.
“I’m having a bit of a stomachache, but that’s okay.” you assure him and smile bravely. “You should get ready for the premiere, love.”
“Are you sure you wanna come with me? Though you’re not feeling so well?” he asks carefully and fondles over your hair. “You know I wouldn’t be mad at you if you declined the invitation.”
“I’ll be just fine. I’ll take a nap while you’re in the bathroom and then it’ll be okay.” You assure him with a soft smile. But in actuality, you don’t really know if that will be the case. You wanted to support your beautiful lover. And you knew people would be confused if Richard attended to a premiere of his new movie without his boyfriend. So for tonight, you would stick it out and try to ignore the pain.
“Hm okay.” Rich hums, not sounding convinced but letting it be.
You lay down on the sofa groaning when you hear him turning on the shower and close your eyes. Tucking up your legs, you wrap your arms around your stomach and take a deep breath. The problem was that you didn’t feel sick or like throwing up. It was just a bad pain coming in stings, like having body cramps. The only relief you could get was taking deep breaths through the pain. It was damn near unbearable.
But quitting tonight wasn’t an option at all for you. Supporting your boyfriend was the most important thing. You would be able to blend out the pain for another few hours, right?
It takes some time until you’re finally drifting off to sleep, but only a minute later Richard steps out of the bathroom and sits down next to you. He rubs his hand over your shoulder, triggering you to open your eyes. “You don’t have to come with me, you know that.” he says, offering the option of staying at home again.
“I want to come with you. I’m really proud of you and your hard work, love.” you say and smile at him lazily before resting your head on his shoulder.
“I just don’t know if that’s such a good idea. You’re pretty pale love.” Rich says concerned. But he knows you, and knows it’s no use. If you wanted something you got it, even when there was a risk. This included supporting Richard’s career fully. The experience was what really counted for you. “Let me run you a bath, alright?”
You nod and watch him go into the bathroom, wearing his shirt and suit trousers already. He pulls up the sleeves and starts preparing the bathtub for you, making you giggle softly. Richard really was the only person on earth that runs a bath wearing an expensive suit before his film premiere. He comes back and lifts you up from the sofa, carrying you into the bathroom. “Richard, come on. I’m still able to walk on my own.” you protest laughing and watch him adoringly.
“Mm I know. But I don’t really care.” he admits chuckling and connects your lips in a sweet kiss. He puts you back onto your feet and smiles at you happily. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” you answer just as happy and start to get ready for the bath. As soon as the warm water surrounds your body, Richard sits down at the edge of the tub. “Careful, you’re gonna ruin your suit.”
“Never happened to me before, right?” he teases softly and smirks down at you when you roll your eyes playfully.
“Boaster.” you mumble, making you both laugh. “No, but seriously. No one else could wear an expensive suit while running someone a bath without getting wet.” you giggle at him.
“No one else has such a beautiful boyfriend they would take the risk to get their suit wet for.” Richard winks at you and your heart melts a little. Fucking cutie.
When you get out and dry yourself with a towel, you put on some comfy boxers and wait for Rich to bring the suit he got from his stylist for you. You put on the shirt and watch Richard close the buttons before putting on your trousers. He pulls up his sleeves once more, cleaning the bathroom and drying your hair afterwards. Richard can easily see how tired you are and that you’re still in pain, so he takes over styling your hair and fixing your tie for you. He makes sure you look presentable and feel comfortable before focusing on his own appearance when you have only ten minutes left.
“You should have gotten ready before me. The focus will be on you.” you sigh and watch him nervously. You didn’t want to be the reason he would have to rush there with an unfinished styling.
“Oh you wish.” Richard starts laughing and runs his fingers through his slightly curled hair. “Yeah sure, there will be a lot of it on me. But believe me, they’ll be more than happy to find out anything about you that ‘isn’t right’.” he explains and quickly washes his hands before reaching out for his tie. “People love nothing more than trying to embarrass the people that aren’t an actor themselves at these events.”
You swallow hard and nod slowly. You already knew that and sometimes it surprised you how much Richard wanted to protect you from it. Even when he was risking to get some shit to hear about himself. “Thank you, Rich.”
He looks at you through the mirror and his face softens. “You look stunning, as always, bubs. Don’t forget that.” he sees you blushing and a wide smile appears on his full lips. Turning around, he cups your face and kisses you lovingly before pulling you into his arms. He rubs tiny circles on your lower back and presses a kiss into your hair. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m tired and my stomach hurts a bit.” you admit and decide to be honest to Richard, knowing he would recognize it anyway.
“When we’re back, I’ll warm you a heating pad and then cuddle until you’re sound asleep.” he promises and fondles over your cheek as you look at him with a soft smile.
“Sounds perfect. I’m off work tomorrow luckily.”
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In the beginning, everything was fine. You felt okay and your stomachache wasn’t as persistent as it was before. Walking with Richard on the red carpet while he held your hand the whole time and placed soft kisses on your temple was something you learned to enjoy. It went well and you two made your way into the backroom full of people.
With all the people in the room, you felt yourself getting a bit dizzy and tried to calm yourself down by taking deep breaths. Richard watches you suspiciously from the side but says nothing, which you’re thankful for, and grabs your hand. You interlock your fingers and follow him to a quieter corner of the room.
On your way there you bump into Taron, which leads to a tight hug between your boyfriend and his best mate. T wraps you into a hug as well afterwards and watches you two happily. “How are you doing?” he asks and leans against the table.
“Very good actually. He’s not feeling so well today, but he didn’t let me talk him out of it.” Richard tells Taron and usually you would have been offended. It was in no one’s interest how you were feeling. But you know it was Richard’s way of telling Taron to keep an eye on you when he was busy. He was keeping you safe and it was adorable.
“I didn’t want to make you come here alone.” you sigh and roll your eyes at him, grinning.
“Oh you think I wouldn’t have managed?” Rich asks and raises his eyebrows, smirking.
“You said you hate attending public events without me.” you pout at him and Richard just chuckles and kisses you lovingly, telling you you’re right.
“You two are adorable.” Taron grins and looks around in the room searching for someone. Suddenly, he stands up straight again and looks at them. “I’ll go and get Em. I think she met Dex somewhere.” he says and then he’s already gone.
Richard pulls you into his arms and looks at you, letting his eyes wander all over your face. “How’s your stomachache?”
“It got worse, but still bearable.”
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The stomachache turned into a massive pain while you watched the movie. At first, you only pressed a hand against your stomach and discretely opened the button of your trousers. But when it got worse, you wrapped your arms around your stomach and sank down deeper into your seat. Something was clearly wrong and you doubt that’s it’s because you’ve eaten something bad. It simply doesn’t feel that way. Richard was sitting in front of you and you were on your own with Taron and his girlfriend. You hated to be parted from your boyfriend, needing him nearest now.
When the film is finished, you can barely get up because of the sharp pain shooting through your stomach and taking over your body. You stumble a bit as you walk over to Richard, who watches you shortly and frowns worried. “I think I’ll go to the bathroom for a moment, okay?” you say and bite your lower lip, biting back a moan.
“Okay. I hope you know I’ll check on you if you don’t get back in time. You’re terribly pale and your face is twisted. Are you sure you’re okay, (Y/N)?” he frowns and you can see how he’s doubting it already.
“I’ll try to be there in time, don’t worry.” you say, putting on a brave smile and search for the closest public bathroom.
Inside, you wash your hands and let some cold water run all over your wrists, putting some on your neck. You brace yourself on the sink and moan softly, closing your eyes and sinking down your head. “Fuck.” you whisper when a sharp pain shoots through you.
You can hear someone opening the door and stand up straight, looking into a pair of deep blue eyes filled with worry. “You don’t look good.”
“I don’t feel good.” you admit and tense at the pain.
He watches you closely and sees the tiny beads of sweat on your forehead, your pained, glassy eyes and the way you desperately try to hide how much pain you are in. “What’s going - Hey, easy!” Richard takes a quick step forward when you sink down onto the floor in massive pain and crouch down, wrapping your arms around your stomach. Only a second later, Rich is in front of you and fondles over your hair to try and comfort you. “Did your stomachache get worse?” you groan a yes and close your eyes, trying to blend the pain out. “Tell me when you feel good enough to get up. We’re leaving.”
You fight with yourself and look up embarrassed. “I don’t wanna ruin your evening. It’s alright. I can take a cab back home.”
“You won’t do shit.” Richard protests and wraps his arms around you when he sees your eyes brimming with tears at the pain. The features on your face are almost ghostly as the pain begins to take you’re your body, almost paralyzing you. “Listen, this evening isn’t as important to me as you are. I can still give the interviews another time or chat with all of those people out there. But you’re feeling miserable and I won’t leave you now. You hear me?”
You can only weakly nod into his shoulder and groan softly. “Fuck, it hurts so bad.”
“You think you’re gonna throw up?” Rich asks hesitantly, but you shake your head.
“No, I don’t feel sick. It just hurts really, really bad. And it doesn’t stop. The pain keeps on getting worse by the minute.” you press out through gritted teeth.
“Okay. As soon as you can stand, we’ll leave and I’ll take you to a hospital. Don’t even try to convince me otherwise. You look like you’re gonna pass out any second.” Richard states and you give in, not in the mood for an argument and knowing you needed more than a heating pad tonight.
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Sitting in a cab didn’t really make it better and you just lean against your boyfriend exhausted. You weren’t so sensitive to pain normally, so Richard understood quickly that it must be severe.
After a little while you’re waiting for a doctor and the pain only got worse. You’re holding Richard’s hand tight, squeezing it from time to time, but keeping your distance needing some time. You lean your head back against the wall and let out a shuddery breath, your hand pressed onto your stomach. “If you’d dated a woman this here could have been her going into labor. You’d have a little baby soon.”
“Shut up.” Rich chuckles and you just giggle before sinking sideways into his arms. “Keep going, love.” he whispers and you sit onto his lap needing his near now.
“Trying my best not to go crazy.” you mumble and he grabs your hand, fondling over your knuckles.
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After some tests and talking with the doctor, they decided to keep you here for the night. You were placed into an available room and Richard decided to stay with you.
Richard first took a cab home and got some comfortable clothes for you both, driving back with his car. He helps you change into one of his shirts and some comfortable sweatpants, knowing you like to wear his clothes when you don’t feel good.
Rich lies down next to you and you cuddle into him, taking in his welcoming warmth and calming scent. You close your eyes and smile a bit. “Thank you for staying with me.” you say after a while and feel him planting a kiss onto your forehead.
“I know you would only get cold without me.” Rich chuckles but there is such a softness and adoration in his voice. Your heart warms at the bare sound of it.
“True.” You say and turn onto your side, letting him spooning you from behind. You can feel him burying his head in your shoulder and his hand slips under your shirt, massaging your belly gently. You moan relieved at Richard’s efforts to ease the pain and cuddle closer into him. “I love you, Rich.”
“I love you too, (Y/N). And now you should get some sleep. It’s been hell of a day.” he presses a kiss into your neck and holds you close against his body. You realized once more how happy you were having him and what an amazing boyfriend he was to you.
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Drabble request is simple. Richard madden and a hot tub.
It was your last night in this weekend get away and you just needed a moment to yourself. It wasn’t that you didn’t love you friends, you did. They just could be a lot to take in large doses and you were an introvert by nature. Too much social interactions made you cranky.
It was late night and you paid 20 bucks to one of the hotel staff open up the jacuzzi for you. You just needed a moment for yourself. The whole point of this get away was some relaxing time and it would have been if it had been just you and your best friends, but Cindy just had to open her big mouth to your brother and all the sudden you had to make resort reservation for a party of 11 instead of 4.
Well, 12. Because at the last moment, your brother invited this Richard friend that no one really knew, but at that point you were giving zero fucks. It would already be hell. What was one more douchebag?
“Mind if I join you?” The words startled you back from your musings and your eyes snapped open. He was the last person you expected to see.The twelveth douchebag who wasn’t a douchebag at all.
Richard was the perfect guy and your heart fluttering in your chest as you watched him awkwardly standing there, in a t-shirt, swim trunks and a towel hanging from his arm.
“Yeah, sure. hop in.” You flashed him a trembling smile, which Richard returned with one of his own.
You didn’t know why you felt so weird around Richard. He turned out to be a fun, down to earth and kind guy and you liked hanging out with him. You just never knew what to say or do whenever it was just the two of you. Which was happening more often than you you expected because you got rooms right next to each other.
You tried not to stare when Richard took off his shirt, folding it neatly and laying along with his towel by the hot tub, before he stepped inside, sinking into the warm water with a pleased hiss that made you shiver.
You liked his voice way too much. The smooth baritone coupled with the thick Scottish accent made your knees weak. And to top all of that, Richard had the cutest awkward little laugh that never failed in making you smile.
He was also one of the most gorgeous guys you ever met.
Lean, wirily muscles under the soft pale skin that under moonlight like tonight seemed to almost glow. His unruly curly hair a dark shade of brownish copper, except for the charming grey streak. Deep blue eyes, sharp lines, stubbled jaw and thick lips that Richard seemed to always be biting…
He was a temptation in form of a man and if it wasn’t the fact he was one of your brother’s friends, you’d probably be hinting on him.
“You’re staring…” he said, his eyes closed, head leaned back on the edge of the tub, a smirk playing on his lips and you felt heat rising to your cheeks and it had nothing to do with the steam.
“Sorry.” You swallowed the thick lump of lust in your throat and forced your gaze away. “That was rude of me.”
“It’s alright.” You felt the way the water rippled and when you looked back, Richard was much closer as he watched you. “I spent the entire weekend working up the nerve to talk to you.”
“We talked the whole weekend,” you pointed out with a frown and Richard ducked his chin to the water, looking at you through his lashes.
“Not by ourselves,” he said with a hint of hesitation. “Not like this…” there it was, the cute laugh. “You’re intimidating.”
“Me?” you snorted in disbelief. “You’re the tv star. I spent the entire weekend trying not to gush over how amazing you were on Game of Thrones and how the directors underused you and the Medici…”
Richard’s smile was wide and proud, but a little shy and you smiled too.
“See? I didn’t know that. All I saw was the cool woman that seemed to know something about everything.” Was it you or was Richard coming closer? “Like, whatever the subject, you opened your mouth and everyone stopped to listen to you. That’s… that’s incredible and intimidating.”
“I, uh, just have a lot of opinions,” you defended awkwardly and he grinned at you.
“Smart opinions,” he said and he was definitely closer now, almost kneeling between your legs.
You swallowed hard the smell of him surrounding you and you couldn’t look away from his eyes. Well, unless it was to stare at his mouth, at the way Richard was once again biting his lip.
“It’s impressive.”
“Thank you,” you whispered, your heart rabbiting, your breath caught in your throat. “Richard?”
“Hmm?”
“Kiss me.”
You were suddenly out of breath, need coursing through you and his smile was one of the most gorgeous things you had ever seen, before he closed the distance between you two.
His lips were incredibly soft against yours. The kiss tentative at first, but growing bolder as you wrapped both arms and legs around him. Your hands burying into his soft hair as he pressed his tongue to the seam of your lips, a silent request that you granted, letting his explore your mouth, getting lost on the taste of him, the feel of his stubble scratching your skin.
“We should probably move this somewhere else,” you said in a gasp as he pressed soft kisses all over your jaw.
“Yeah,” Richard nodded, kissing you again and you felt the volume of erection pressing against your center. Your breath hitched again, your hands tightening on his hair.
“Richard…” you giggled, pulling away. “Bedroom. Seriously.”
He chuckled and nodded, getting out first and offering you a hand, his eyes raking hungrily over your form as you stepped out too and walked into his embrace, meeting Richard’s lips for another heated kiss, before the two of you made your way, stumbling and giggling, making out all the way to your floor.
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Honky Cat
Richard Madden x Reader
I had been dating Richard for almost six months now, and our relationship was better than ever. We were still in the honeymoon phase and we now had the amazing opportunity to work together. I had been signed on as a producer for the upcoming film Rocketman and Richard was playing the love interest. I was mainly going to be involved in the musical aspects and I was excited to not only get to work with Taron Egerton, an amazing singer, and of course my boyfriend, who I had let to hear sing. The casting director and he himself have assured us that he could, but I could tell he was nervous about the upcoming recording session. We were heading to the studio now, and even after stopping for some tea, he was still fidgeting and emitting tons of nervous energy. As he’s sipping his tea with his right hand, his left hand is drumming on his bouncing knee. I calmly reach over and grab his hand and place a gentle kiss on his knuckles.
“Calm down, baby. You’re making me nervous,” I chuckle. He smiles back at me, only a little bit of tension fading away. He chokes out a quiet,
“ ‘m sorry.” I shake my head and reside to simply rub my thumb gently on top of his hand. I know the only way to rid him of his nerves is to simply get in there and start recording, but even then we could get off to a rocky start.
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As we walk into the studio, we’re greeted by Taron almost immediately.
“How are you, mate?” he asks Richard while embracing him in a hug. Richard once again mumbles out a quiet reply, warning a questioning glance from Taron. Taron then embraces me.
“Good to see you again, Y/N!” I smile at him.
“You too, Tar.” Richard at this point has already headed down the hall to the room. Taron gives me a confused look as I start to follow. He follows after me before asking,
“Everything OK?” I nod.
“With us, yeah. With his nerves…” he starts to chuckle as I continue. “No.”
“Understood,” he laughs. “I’ll try to help make him as comfortable as possible.”
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We were about an hour into recording some of Taron’s songs when Elton John showed up, only adding to Richard’s nerves. His signs were more subtle. Now he was just rubbing his thighs once and a while, which was creating a predicament for me. After all, I loved his thighs. I tried to keep focused on Taron and all of Elton’s feelings, but I couldn’t help but find myself thinking of Richard both with worry and now a hint of lust. He had moved to also bite his lip another of his nervous ticks that I dreaded.
“Richard, you ready?” asks one of the assistants. Richard nods his head and takes a gulp of his water bottle before heading into the recording room. We lock eyes and I give him a reassuring smile in hopes of easing some of his tension. He returns the smile before heading in.
“OK, Richard,” I explain. “We’ll start it a few lines before your part, you’ll hear Taron’s bits in the headphones, and then you come in.” He nods in understanding while taking a deep breath. I briefly glance at Taron who crosses his fingers for good luck. I let out a short chuckle before signaling the assistant to begin. As the music starts to play, I feel my nerves start to rise as well. I was incredibly excited to hear Richard’s singing voice, and could only imagine how beautiful it would be considering his speaking voice was absolutely stunning. I couldn’t wait but was also about Elton John liking it as well. I prayed he wouldn’t mess up and joined Taron in crossing my fingers.
They said, "Get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods"
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways, and I
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) Oh, the change is gonna do me good
After the initial verse, Richard really got into it and the first chorus went great. Taron and smiled at each other as Richard continued.
"You better get back, honky cat"
Livin' in the city ain't where it's at
It's like tryin' to find gold in a, a silver mine
It's like tryin' to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine
I was in absolute heaven. I had always loved Richard’s voice, but to hear it while he was singing was ecstasy. The hints of his Scottish accent peaking through on certain words, whiskey, got to me and I started bouncing my leg hoping to wrap this up as soon as possible.
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About thirty minutes later, everyone felt extremely happy with the song, and Elton even thanked both Taron and Richard for portraying the emotions of the song so well. By now all of Richard’s nerves were gone, and he was smiling ear to ear. I was happy he was finally back to his normal self and incredibly proud of what these two actors had just produced. Taron and Elton announced that they had to leave and have lunch together. It was in preparation for the film and Taron had talked about his previous outings with the legend and how much they had helped him. We all bid them farewell as they exited the recording studio. The assistant looked at me.
“Well Y/N, is that all we have for today then?” he wonders. I nod.
“Yes, I believe that’s it,” I answer. An idea pops into my head and I glance at Richard who is patiently sitting on the couch sipping his water. “But if you don’t mind, I’m gonna listen to the tracks over just in case we missed something.” He agrees and asks if he should stay. I tell him not to worry about it and that I would shut off the studio before we headed out. He thanks us before heading out for the day. I turn to the desk before feeling a presence lurking behind me.
“You’re not going to make me listen to myself sing, are you?” I laugh while turning around to face Richard. I shake my head.
“No,” I say, “I just needed an excuse to get him out of here” I see a hint of confusion pop into his eyes, but as I slide down to my knees, I see it replaced with lust. His hand slides into my hair as I gently scrape my fingers down his thighs.
“You, my love, have just earned yourself a treat.”
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