#shout out to every friend of mine who's been there hanging out or on call with me as i lose my mind on a problem im whiteboarding.

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i feel i should preface this with saying that this relationship analysis "takes place" before qcellbit's emotional exhaustion and motivation crash---

---but i have been having SUCH crazy thoughts abt the archivists (qcellbit n qphilza). guy who needs evidence of Everything 🤝 guy who takes pictures of and hoards Everything. two-cars-passing-each-other meme whenever cellbit (practically nocturnal at this point) makes a late-night run to the Ordo to grab some notes he left there and bumps into phil (trouble sleeping ever since the birdhouse incident) who's sitting in one of the evidence rooms organizing a new backpack of photos to hand over to cellbit.

"oh. hey phil." "hi mate."

their conversations and interactions center mostly around cellbit's investigations---the ones cellbit lets the public know about, anyway---and whatever new info phil managed to scoop up since the last time they saw each other. theories are exchanged, and photos are passed between them as easily as pleasantries. "how're you doing?" "oh, doin' alright, doin' alright. you?" "eh. busy, you know?"

they don't talk about much else.

see, they both understand secrets. intimately. things you did you would much rather leave behind you, if you can, or thoughts, worries, doubts you would much rather keep to yourself for fear of speaking them into existence. sealed lips; a tight lid. they look at each other and know they're only seeing what the other wants them to see, but that's okay. they get it. sometimes, it's just easier to focus on what is directly in front of you. what you can see, what you can touch; what you know is true, what you know is real.

what you can do.

so cellbit generates and bounces his theories off of phil, and phil is more than happy to be a sounding board. phil fills up a backpack with photographs, and cellbit is more than happy to take it off his hands. they focus on The Work, on the spiderweb of red string and loose ends and grainy pictures and scrawled notes pinned to the wall, madness-incarnate sprawled out before them. they trust each other's judgement, and they trust each other's skills, and they trust each other, and neither asks too many questions. they both appreciate it.

#like seriously most of their conversations thus far have been about everything and everyone BESIDES themselves. #and that!! makes for such an interesting relationship!! bc they trust each other despite it!! #btw i rly tried to format this so that the concepts/ideas touched on this relationship study usually came in pairs- #-the first of each pair being mostly and cellbit and the second being mostly about phil- #-with the exception of the bolded sentence which is supposed to have different meanings depending on whose perspective- #-you read it from. idk i had a lot of fun formatting this. me when parallels me when mirror images <33 #dont mind me im just rambling #qsmp philza #qsmp cellbit #q!philza #q!cellbit #also phil acting as cellbit's rubber duck is so important to me actually. #shout out to every friend of mine who has put up with my wall of texts abt an au or writing idea or incoherent mess of disjointed thoughts. #shout out to every friend of mine who's been there hanging out or on call with me as i lose my mind on a problem im whiteboarding. #u keep me sane and u help me more than u know. ily. #archivists #archivist duo

[davinashifts333]

JUST FIVE MORE MINUTES

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⚫️summary; You had know Damon & Stefan for over 100 years and have been secretly seeing Damon since he got back to Mystic Falls, You being there already with Stefan just made it easier for him to be near her & to enjoy himself with You. However, him letting his guard down to the only person that he’s ever truly loved? A bit dangerous.

⚠️warnings; smutty, implied smut, horny!Damon because why not, swearing, implied nakedness, blood, etc. 18+ ONLY!!

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The sheet draped over your bare body as Damon drew shapes on your legs. You stirred in your sleep as the after effects of the long night prior came to light. Body sore in the best way possible, his touch so familiar yet still sent shocks through you.

“Damon. Mmm.” You hummed as he mimicked the noise that escaped you.

“Yes Princess?” His signature smirk crawled onto his face as his eyes found their way to yours. You laid there for a moment, taking in the perfectly chiseled features he had been blessed with until a knock interrupted you both. Stefan.

“Hey Y/n! Time to go if you wanna make first period!” He shouted as he made his way back to his room down the hall.

“Got it! Thanks! Shit shit shit. I missed my alarm. I gotta go.” You pulled the sheet to cover yourself as you frantically searched for anything to wear. But, little to your dismay your body was suddenly under Damons once again, air knocked out of your lungs as he kissed your so softly yet with such hunger.

“Da- Hey! I have to go! You heard him i’m gonna miss first period if I don’t hurry.” You struggled to get out as Damon planted kisses down your neck and chest.

“Just five more minutes baby, please. You know I hate begging.” He mumbled against your skin. Your hands found their way into his raven locks as he found his way down your torso.

“Okay enough! I seriously have to go now and if we just end up fucking again, i’ll never leave this bed.” You said a bit harshly. He leaned back holding his head above yours.

“Fucking? You do know I don’t just

fuck you right, Y/n?” He sounded somewhat offended in a sense & you sat up to face him.

“Well isn’t that what we do? Just a couple of friends who have been friends with benefits for over a hundred years?” He scoffed getting up to grab a blood bag from the mini fridge in your room. You had conveniently put it there for him specifically. He sighed as he finished and turned to you. A bit of blood still on his chin.

“Damon? Are you okay?” You already knew the answer but never expected for his response to end the way it did.

“Let’s see Y/n. The girl I have been in love with for over a hundred years thinks I only fuck her for fun and doesn’t notice that I give myself to her entirely. So no, I am not okay.” He sits on the edge of the bed, head hanging low as he somewhat regrets the erratic confession he had just made.

“The girl you’re in love with huh? Well. Does the guy i’m in love with know that there’s no one else i’ve ever laid with and let touch me the way he does? Does he not notice the ways I have even made it easier for him to stay longer? The bite marks on my body from him that I adore every time I look in the mirror the morning after?” Silence fell as he was now sitting up straight, head filling with thoughts he had never had.

“Does he know how passionately I love him while he lays between my legs with his head in my chest? Or how a fire builds when his fingers dance on my skin? How about this. When I lay here and pray to every god out there that he whispers that he loves me back so I can finally call him mine?” He turns to you and goes to say something but before he can, you connect your lips to his.

“I do. Mmm. Of course I love you. God!” He says between breaths. Lips melting into one another as you lay back into the huge comforter.

“Skip class for me? Stay with me longer, I don’t want this to end.” He begged you as he laid on your bare chest. Your hands finding his only to have him interlock your fingers.

“How could I say no to you after what just happened? Of course i’m staying Damon. Forever.” You said as he smiled back up at you, lifting you up into his lap earning a fit of giggles from you. Safe to say you never made it to school and Stefan had a hell of a time learning the news when he got home.

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#davinashifts333 #shifting realities #damon salvatore x witch reader #tvd damon salvatore #damon salvatore headcanons #damon salvatore #damon x reader #damon salvatore imagine #damon salvatore x oc #damon salvatore x yn #tvd damon #tvd fanfiction #damon salvatore x y/n #damon francesco salvatore #damon salvatore x plus size reader #damon salvatore x reader #the vampire diaries #tvd x reader #tvd gifs #tvd #tvd universe

[scrollonso]

idk how it’s gonna sound butttt… a new au where lance is single dad and nando is a stepdad 🥹 i’m dead every time i get to see nando with children GIVE THIS MAN A KID😭

TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST,, rn it's just a little blurb but I might make it a little more once i finish First Kiss 😭 (1.5k words)

Lance pulled into their new driveway, his daughter screaming excitedly behind him

"We're here, Lilah, wanna look at your new room before we take in groceries?" He said, not really meaning the we, a three year old girl wasn't much help.

"Yes, please!" She shouted, signing please on her chest. Lance had made sure to teach her sign language before she learned to properly speak, before she was born he had joined a "mummy and me" facebook group looking for help and that was one of the many things he was told to do.

Lance hummed, turning off the car and going back to take Delilah out of her carseat, helping her step out of the car before heading inside.

It was a gorgeous house in a safe neighbourhood, Lance figured as she got older living in a one bedroom apartment would get harder and harder so as soon as he had the chance he asked his best friend Esteban for help in house hunting and eventually moving the furniture in. Delilah's mom decided she didn't want to be in her life almost right agter giving birth to her, it had been scary, being a single dad at 22, but he had such a great support system and an even greater little girl.

"Come on, daddy" She spoke, snapping him out of his thoughts as she tugged on his pants leg

"Yes, yes, let's go baby" Lance smiled, quick to swoop her up and carry her upstairs to her bedroom, already adorned with all of her favourite things. The walls were painted a pale blue with cloud lights hanging from the ceiling, at the apartment they had before she was always sneaking out to play outside so he hoped making her room feel outside would limit that.

"This is mine, daddy?" She asked, looking away from all the toys, books, and stuffed animals to face her dad

"Yes, princess, all yours" He nodded, not able to help the wide grin on his face as hers lit up

"Thank you, daddy!" She signed again, holding her arms up to her dad to ask for a hug, he was quick to accept, squeezing her tight as she giggled

"You can play up here while I bring in groceries, okay? Then I'll make you lunch" He pulled away, the little girl nodding and running to the toy chest in the corner of her room to see what was in it as Lance made his way downstairs.

He finally finished putting away the gorceries, wandering back upstairs to ask Delilah what she wanted

"Lilah, are you hungry?" He spoke before walking into the room, startled at the emptiness "Lilah?" He called again, now beginning to panic at the absence of his daughter.

Delilah peeked past a tall white fence, eyes locking on a man who was laying down in the sun, he looked like he was sleeping

"Excuse me?" She spoke, the small voice causing the man to open his eyes

"Hello, sweetie" He spoke, sitting up and shooting her a puzzled look, wondering where she came from. He could tell by the change of her expression that she'd never head an accent like his before

"My daddy said laying in the sun causes you to get red and hurt" She spoke matter-of-factly

"Your daddy sounds very smart, where are your mommy and daddy now?" He asked, now a little concerned

"My daddy is in the kitchen, mommy left"

Fernando tried to hide his shock at the bluntness of the little girl, just nodding at her words

"I see, where is your kitchen?"

"In my new house!" She said with emotion for the first time "Me and my daddy just moved in, he painted my walls blue and i have clouds in my rooms sky!"

He couldn't help but smile at the talkative little girl, part of him worried at how quickly she was to be comfortable around a stranger

"Do you remember which house is yours?"

"Uhm..." She trailed off, tapping a finger on her chin before swiftly shaking her head and muttering a nuh-uh

Fernando nodded, standing up from his chair and holding out his hand "Let me help you find it"

"My daddy said I shouldn't go places with strangers"

The Spaniard couldn't help but laugh, this little girl wandered into his backyard and now that he was trying to return her she was worried about him being a stranger

"I pinky promise I'm nice, I just don't want your poor daddy worrying about you, sweetie"

"My daddy isn't poor! My poppy says we have all the money"

"Of course, Sorry for assuming" Fernando smiled down at her, crouching and holding out his hand "Now, how about we get you back to your rich daddy?"

She furrowed her eyebrows, her small thinking face was extremely endearing. She held out her pinky to the strangers hand "Pinky promise you're not mean"

He locked pinkies with her right away, shaking their hands a little bit before standing up "I pinky promise"

"Okay!" She smiled, grabbing onto two of the mans fingers as they walked, Fernando almost not noticing how she was just staring up at him

"You need to look for your daddy, not at me, sweetie"

"You're handsome, do you wanna meet my daddy?"

"Do I-" He laughed, shaking his head at the little girls comment as he picked her up "Let's focus on getting you home"

Lance was horrified, he checked every room in the house before realizing he didn't shut the door after bringing groceries in, leaving the house to see the white gate was open too

"Fuck, oh my god." He muttered under his breath, trying to stop himself from pulling his hair out as he look around the yards and sidewalks nearby. Delilah was smart, she was cautious most of the time so he knew she wouldn't have crossed the street without a hand to hold but he also knew she was way too friendly

"Daddy!" He heard a voice call after what felt like forever, his head turned to the voice and before he knew it he was scooping her up from the strangers arms, hardly acknowledging him

"God, Lilah, You can't do this now that we have a new house, I had no idea where you where."

"I met a nice man, daddy! He's just like those guys you call cute in the movies!"

Lance had to stop himself from covering her mouth, taking a deep breath before turning to the man

"I'm so-" Fuck. Delilah was so right. He was just like the guys he calls cute in the movies, he was gorgeous, Lance almost collapsed at the sight of the brunette man in front of him

"I'm Fernando" The older man spoke, holding a hand out to the young dad "I live two houses down"

"Hi, I'm Lance" He smiled, taking the (audibly) Spanish mans hand with no hesitation "Thank you so much for bringing her back, please don't think badly about me this doesn't usually happen" He tried to laugh it off to hide his embarrassment

"Is okay, she was great company."

"Are your kids older?" Lance asked, figuring that since the man was so amazing with Delilah right away he mustve beem a dad

"I wish, no, Is just me"

"Oh" Lance nodded, hoping his excitement wasn't visible

"Daddy, he's single!" The little girl whispered (very loudly), Fernando smiling at the pair

"Lilah, You can't just-" He began to speak

"Are you-" Fernando started, both of them pausing to let the other speak "Would you want to get coffee or something? Sometime, or not, is okay if no"

Lance laughed, something so charming about the comdination of the mans accent and flustered blabbering "I'd love to, I hope you don't mind if Delilah tags along?"

"Of course, could I have your number? To plan, of course"

"Yes, to plan" Lance smiled, taking the phone Fernando was holding out to him and putting in the numbers "Can't wait, Fernando"

He smiled, nodding at the two before stepping back to leave "I'll see you soon?" He half questioned half stated, Lance begining to respond before Delilah cut him off

"Yes! Bye bye, Nando!"

"Do you like him daddy" Was the first thing out of the girls lips once they got inside, her dads face flushing at the suggestion

"I think its bedtime" He teased, picking her up as she began wiggling in his arms

"Daddy, no!" She giggled, trying to squirm her way away from him "I'm gonna tell Nando to not go out with you if you make me go to sleep!"

"Fine" He groaned, a smile on his face right after, looking forward to whatever was to come with him and the Spaniard (and his little princess)

#f1 #formula 1 #lance stroll #fernando alonso #aston martin #strollonso #ls18 #fa14 #au #single dad #rpf #ff #alternate universe #f1 rpf #real person fiction #fanfic #fan fiction #fluff #single dad au #lance is a dilf #nando is a step dilf #i like the name delilah #lance so spoils her #like shes spoiled rotten #gets everything she wants #and stepdaddy nando spoils her too

[heongiu]

Hi! Can I request a yandere Gun with reader who has had enough and wants to leave him for good?

hey Anon, tysm for the request! and ooooohh Yandere Gun?!..what a fun perspective to write about.

warnings: Yandere, slight abuse, manipulation, toxic and unhealthy relationship, mentions of abuse, gaslighting.

!Yandere! Gun x Reader ||

“Y/N OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW” He shouted at you, banging loudly from the bedroom.

it had been 2 years since you guys started dating, everything was merry and bliss until a month ago, he started acting strange towards you. At first it was unnoticeable, but slowly matters got out of hand. With his concerning possessiveness and manipulativeness, possibly also abusive behaviour. It was too late to leave when you had realized this all, your beloved boyfriend was not who he acted like in the beginning, the rabbithole was much, much profound.

And now you were sitting scared on the bathroom floor, your body shaking tremendously , tears sprawling out your eyes, the door was locked shut securely, but you knew it was not enough to keep him from entering in, You knew how indestructible he was.

“Y/n..if you open the door like a good girl, you can avoid getting hurt you know? and if you dont you know how bad it will be for you right?” his voice was reverberant, and his tone was threatening. There was not much time left until the door would get kicked open, and you would finally be dragged out of your protest. You couldn’t think much at all, not even think what to do, because in a situation as dark as this, nobody would.

And so the door was kicked down, and appeared who you had wished didn't. And with one Swift sway of his arm, he grabbed your wrists and hauled you out of the bathroom and into your shared bedroom. He clutched your hands together tightly, almost an earth-shattering grip.

and with one more swing he threw you on the floor, his aura turned obsecurely belligerent with you.

You tried praying to each and every God ever known to existence, you wanted to break free, but none of your prayers were answered.

"Now answer me, why did you go to him?" He interrogated, his grip on you was stronger than ever, as you cried out in pain.

"G-Gun! Please hear me out!.. H-he was a good friend of mine! It's not anything serious at all-" and came a harsh slap across your cheek, he grabbed your chin and pulled your face close to his.

"Oh really?... What proof do you have to assure me you weren't doing shit with that bastard?" His voice was hoarse, as his eyes looked at your trembling figure with animosity.

"Y-you can call him!...a-ask him about yesterday.. Th-then you'll know.." You answered back, petrified.

maybe.. You shouldn't have gone there at all. Gun tossed you to the floor violently, grabbing your phone, and checking your contacts list. As he furiously scrolled over the various contact, he finally came across the guys contact number and dialed, walking around the bathroom impatiently.

Each passing second was making your skin crawl. As he took more and more time to pick up the call. And then.. He finally did.

"Hey ____? Yeah I wanted to ask what you and y/n did yesterday, it's nothing serious, I'm just curious, she wouldn't tell me herself so."

Gun spoke to the guy over the phone like they were best friends, his tone had completely transformed, it was... Just exactly like how he used to talk to you before. Seeing him change this way made tears sprawl out your eyes.

And so... His suspicions were confirmed...Wrong. And you took a deep, relieved sigh, but it was not... Over, yet.

"I'm glad it wasn't anything serious, but if you ever hang out with him again... I'll make sure you never see daylight again" he whispered close to your ear, as he grabbed your head from behind, pulling you closer.

"You do realise how much I love you, right? " he added as he brushed your cheek with his calloused hands, gently and softly.

"Y-yes..I do.." You murmured with a shaky mode of expression, you were still a lot traumatized from whatever just happened.

"Good, I love you so much, I'll keep you safe with me alright? Everyone else is using you, only I, can help you my love"

He kissed your forehead, before picking you up and putting you to bed.

#lookism #lookism manhwa #park jonggun #lookism jonggun #park jonggun x reader #jonggun x reader #gun x reader #yandere gun x reader #heongiu writes

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Imagines Edition: Best Friend Number Twos

request: “Sissy and Cole! Okay so, Cole just goes dibs one day? Like rocks up to the lake house of even to Anaheim and is basically like *scoop up sissy* "I'm borrowing this. Mental health day bye." And everyone is like can he do that? That's an option?”

warnings: cursing, we*d (underage)

word count: 1.3k

SERIES MASTERLIST

a/n: when i tell y’all idk timeline of their life, i mean that shit. ik alex lived with them at some point (from what i put together from context clues) and trevor said he lived with them at one point (idk if that’s separate from the 5 weeks) but this is DIY timeline so trevor isn’t living with them but he visits a lot bc he’s dating sissy (duh) during NTDP days

ps i high key hate this and i am so sorry but every time i hate something it does well soooo here it is :) lmk what you think (i wrote in inebriated)

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Sunday afternoons tended to be the calmest of all the days of the week. It was mainly spent with catching up on homework assignments, running errands, or just relaxing on the couch with your boyfriend, Jack, and Luke. Today was one of those days.

“Sissy, I love you, and if you weren’t Quinny’s entire world, you’d be mine. But I am—“

“Why can’t I be both of your entire worlds?” you cut him off. Jack tilted his head and gave you a ‘really?’ look, “Shut up, nobody asked you. Anyways, as I was saying, I love you, but I do not want to watch Catching Fire again.”

“But you love it!” you whined.

“Yes, but I don’t want to watch it every week! I don’t care how in love with Finnick you are, I’m picking the movie,” Jack stated. You crossed your arms and pouted, “Fine. Cars?”

Jack sighed and slammed his head down on the arm of the couch, “fucking dammit, fine!”

You cheered and fell into Trevor in celebration when the doorbell rang. Jack got up to open the door, “Oh hey! What are you doing here? Come on in.”

You and Trevor looked over and saw Cole entering the house. You both perked up and smiled at his arrival, “Cole!”

Trevor stood up to greet his friend in one of their weird handshakes they refuse to let you in on, “Hey! Whatcha doing here, buddy?”

Instead of answering immediately, Cole voted to just pick you up right off the couch and into his arms.

“I’m taking her,” Cole stated as if it were the most obvious thing int the world.

Jack, Luke, and Trevor all exchanged confused glances.

“Can he do that?” Trevor asked.

“Well, none of us are Quinn,” Luke said perplexed.

“Can I ask why you’re taking Sissy?” Jack turned to Cole, who was slowly walking to the door to keep conversation.

“I’ve been stressed, so I thought a Y/N day would solve all my problems,” Cole answered. “It works out great for you guys, I thought I’d give it a try.

“She is good at that,” Jack agreed. “Is this just a thing now? We can take her wherever?”

“Not when I’m—“

“With Quinn! Yeah, yeah, we know,” Jack interrupted.

Cole started walking closer to the door with you still i’m his arms. You situated yourself so that your legs were wrapped around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck.

“Cole! Where are you taking her?!” Trevor shouted at his best friend.

“Anywhere she wants!”

“Can we come?”

“I can’t have a detox with Y/N day with her brothers and boyfriend hanging around!” Cole called out while he opened the front door.

“Bring her back by 6 for dinner!” Jack told him. You saluted him and allowed yourself to be carried out the door to Cole’s car.

“Alright, Caufield. You got 5 hours with me, what’s your game plan?” you asked as you placed your elbow on the middle console to prop your head up to look at him.

“I thought I’d take you out to lunch and then back to my dorm for some video games and maybe smoke a little?” Cole answered.

You quirked and eyebrow, “Where did you acquire bud?”

Instead of answering, Cole reached into his pocket and held up a disposable pen.

“That’s not smoking,” you rolled your eyes.

“Do you want it or not?”

You snatched it out of his hand and inhaled, relaxing back into your seat on the exhale.

“Good?” Cole smiled.

“Hella.”

Cole took you to Chipotle, which you both voted to take it back to Cole’s room to eat so he could rant. You sat perpendicular to the head of his bed and had him lay his head down in your lap so you could play with his hair as he spoke. Most of it was stress handling school and hockey practice four days a week, plus games. Other parts of it was little things, such as missing home and a much comfier bed.

“What if once a week we all get together and do assignments together? And we can get you a comfier mattress topper for your bed to try and make it comfier, and I’d have to ask mom but maybe you can stay in Quinn’s room every once in a while. I sleep in his bed all the time when I miss him so I can confirm it is a top notch bed to sleep in,” you said.

“How do I know if it’s actually top notch or if you just miss your best friend so much you gaslit yourself into liking it?” Cole inquired.

“Do you really think Ellen would let her favorite child sleep on an uncomfortable bed?”

“Good point,” he laughed.

This started to make Cole feel better, so you both decided it was time to play some video games and get a little high for further nerve easing.

“Cole-Baby,” you said after a hit, “it’s time to go.”

“One more round,” he said.

“Uh huh, you are not ten and I am not your mother that you bargain with. Rap it up, pretty boy.”

Cole turned off the game and looked over at you smirking, “you think I’m pretty?”

“I think it got you to turn the game off,” you smirked back and kissed his cheek as you stood up.

You spent the entire car ride practically inhaling water. It won’t sober you up completely, but it’ll ease it. It wasn’t the first time you’d come home a little high, and it certainly won’t be the last, so you didn’t worry. Plus, it wasn’t bud.

You skipped through the door and jumped on top of your boyfriend on the couch when you and Cole walked in.

“Trevy!” you screamed.

“Well hello to you, too, Princess,” Trevor laughed.

“Kiss,” you said, lifting your head up. Trevor gave you a small kiss, since you didn’t like to put on a show when your entire family was around.

Jack eyed you suspiciously. You knew he was onto you, so you snapped twice to signal ‘yes, I am high’ so that he could help cover for you if need be, which was hardly ever needed. He, however, needed it frequently, which is why you two created the signal.

“What was that?” Trevor asked.

“Hugheslepathy. We’ve been over this,” you stated as if it were obvious.

“As your newly declared best friend I would like in on this Hugheslepathy signals,” Cole said.

Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.

“Buddy, Quinn’s her best friend,” Trevor said.

“Since she was 6,” Luke added.

“They’re Hugheslepathy is so much crazier than ours that I don’t even understand it,” Jack said.

“Plus, I’m your best friend,” Trevor finished the back and forth.

“You can have more than one best friend!” Cole exclaimed.

“Clearly, you haven’t been around Sissy and Quinn enough,” Jack laughed. “They’re a different breed of best friend.”

“You can be best friend number two, Coley, but only if I’m yours!” you exclaimed as you sat up.

“Alright, I’ll settle for number two best friend,” Cole laughed. “Shall we legalize it?”

“We shall,” you nodded. You held out your pinky finger to Cole and he looped his around it and you shook hands. “That’s a pink promise! It’s legally binding!”

Cole smiled and agreed with you.

“Dinner’s ready!” Ellen called out.

Jack walked by you as you got up, “How bad?”

“I barely feel it,” you answered. “My best friend number two does not have strong stuff.”

Cole came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, “Last time I share with you, then.”

You gasped and escaped out of his hold, “We’re best friend number twos! That means something!”

“Best friend number twos?” Ellen asked. “What about Quinn?”

“That’s why Cole’s number two, Mom,” you laughed.

Ellen smiled at Cole, “Best friend number two, huh? That’s a big role to fill. Are you ready for it?”

Cole slung his arm around you, “I think I can handle it.”

#penalty box series #penalty box series: imagines #cole caufield #cole caufield imagine #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #cole caufield x reader #nhl #nhl imagine #hockey fic #montreal canadiens

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Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 2

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Masterlist

"Mum, I already told you. We didn't kiss!"

"Adele, if you did there is nothing wrong with it, you know? You've known each other your whole lives and..."

"Mum, for the millionth time: Mason and I didn't kiss! I was just smelling his neck!"

"Ok, ok. No need to get that angry" Elizabeth said over the phone.

"How am I supposed to not get angry when no one believes me? Not you, not Jourdan, definitely not the press..." Adele said.

"This will pass, don't worry. It has always been the same. And with all these daily trends online, people will have forgotten about you and Mason in a week. His fans may even start a new gossip if they see him following another girl on Instagram."

"Yeah, that's true" she sighed.

"Addie..." Jourdan said after knocking on her room's door. "There is someone who wants to see you."

"I gotta go, mum. Call you later."

"Ok. Love you sweetheart."

"Love you too" Adele said before hanging up. "Who is it?"

"Mason. He wants to talk with you."

"Of course he does" she said before walking into their living room. "Hello."

"Addie, hi. How are you?"

"Well... you know. The whole country and part of the world believes we were making out after your mother's birthday party, and my best friend and my own mother didn't believe me when I explained to them that we weren't."

"Hey, I do believe you" Jourdan said.

"Yeah, but because you saw me crying after I explained everything ten times."

"You cried?" Mason said, getting up from the sofa and moving to where Adele was standing, stopping himself when he was about to... Touch her face? 

"I did, but you know me. I usually cry when I get frustrated" she shrugged. "Anyway, how are you? What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to apologize. All this mess is because of me, because of my fame. You've always wanted a quiet life, you don't deserve this."

"Thank you" Adele smiled. "Have you spoken with your agency, tho? What are we supposed to do?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing. The best thing to do is to let things cool down. People will move into the next piece of gossip and leave us alone."

"That's what my mum said..."

"And mine" Mason chuckled. "They've been through this, they know what they are talking about. And so does my agency. So we should keep calm and..."

"Guys..." Jourdan said. "I think you may want to see this."

"Are those… paparazzis?" Adele said when she joined Jourdan and looked out the window.

"Fuck, they followed me" Mason said, joining them.

"They what?"

"They were waiting outside my place, but I thought I had lost them on my way here" he said. "I am so sorry, Addie. This is all my fault."

"What are we going to do now? Call the police?" she asked.

"That won't do anything, they are just standing in the street" Jourdan said.

"So then what?"

"I'll leave and distract them, take them back to my place” he said.

"But now they know where I live, Mase. What if they camp outside or follow me everywhere?" Adele said.

"Then you will call me and my agency will take care of it. I promise you it will be fine."

But it wasn't fine. 

For the following couple of weeks and every time Adele left the house, she was welcomed by paparazzis shouting at her and asking her about Mason, the photos being online just a couple of hours later. At one point, they even followed her while she was on her daily run to the park. 

Things weren't cooling down as everyone had told her, and it was exhausting. 

"That's it, I'm leaving" she said after her latest encounter with the photographers.

"Leave? Where?" Jourdan asked.

"New York with my brother. No one will bother me there." 

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Welcome, sis!"

"Hello, Luca. Would you mind giving me a hand with my suitcase?"

"Yes, of course. How was the flight?" he asked. 

"Long. And can you believe that the paps followed me to the airport?" Adele said, letting herself fall on the sofa.

"That's what happens when you make out with Mason Mount and get caught."

"We didn't make out" she replied, throwing a pillow at her little brother.

"That's what you say. But those photos..."

"Those photos are taken out of context. And can we please talk about something else? I've come here to disconnect from all that drama."

"Sure" Luca said, sitting next to her. "What are your plans?"

"Just relax and mind my own business. I won't be bothering you and... Wait, where is your other half?" Aka, Alex, Mason's little brother. Like the best friends he and Luca were, they had decided to move to New York to continue with their studies, and they had obviously had to live together.

"On a date. We'll see how long it takes him this time to fuck it up" Luca chuckled.

"Jealous?" Adele asked.

"I'm not interested in dating" he replied, crossing his arms over his chest.

"That's not what I meant." She had always suspected that Luca had feelings for Alex that went beyond friendship, but the few times she had asked him about it, he had always denied it. 

"I'm not jealous. Of any kind. So stop trying to turn my life into a fanfic and put that energy into something else."

"I will, don't worry." 

And for the next month, Adele managed to do it. To put her energy somewhere that wasn't the paparazzis and everyone thinking that she and Mason were finally dating. She would go out for a run in the mornings, visit a new coffee shop every day, visit museums, go for walks and take photos of everything, spend the day at campus with Luca and Alex, join them at a couple of parties... She even went on a date! 

Everything seemed to be going well, until that one morning.

"Mason!" Luca said when he opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

"Got a job in the city and decided to come pay my little brother and his twin a visit" he smiled. "Hello, Addie."

"Hi" she said.

"How are you?"

"Good, good. And I'm sorry, but I have go. I have a pottery lesson in an hour and I want to grab something to eat first."

"Could we... Could we meet for lunch? Maybe dinner?" Mason asked. "I would like to have a chat with you. Alone."

"Yeah, sure" she replied. 

That night, they met at a small restaurant around the corner, one of Luca and Alex's favourites. Usually it was packed with people, but that day it was almost empty except for a group of girls and another couple sitting next to them.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Adele asked him.

"I wanted to apologize."

"What for?"

"Ruining your life?" Mason chuckled.

"You didn't ruin anything, Mase."

"You ran away, Addie."

"Yeah, but..."

"You were being harassed, and it was all because of me."

"Mase, hey" Adele said, reaching for his hand and giving it a little squeeze. "It's fine. I'm fine. I actually needed this break from London and everything back home, they did me a favour."

"Really?"

"Really" she smiled. "So stop blaming yourself, ok?"

"Ok" he said, smiling back. 

After that, they spent the rest of their evening catching up on what they had been doing, and as they left, Adele noticed that the girls who were sitting not far from them were checking out Mason. And she didn't blame them. That night he looked more handsome than usual, and she may or may have not checked him out too as he left to go to the bathroom. 

But what had made her feel uneasy, was what had happened while they were at the door waiting for another couple to walk into the restaurant. She could swear she had heard one of the girls saying her name and Mason's. 

Could they have recognized them?

#mason mount #mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[res-on8]

Let me tell you about the Original Boop War

In light of Tumblr's boop button and subsequent World War Boop, I would like to inform you all of the physical boop war I had 6-7 years ago.

I met a really good friend of mine in the theatre we were tech/crew for in college, and we literally forged our friendship through the so-called Boop War. I was a 3rd year/junior and he was a 1st year/freshman. He was always a weird, funny, and interesting guy, but in his second semester, I decided one day to give him a friendly boop on the nose as he was just standing there.

He replies, "Oh, my favorite part of boops is getting someone back when they least expect it!"

"Haha, I've never heard of that!" I said. And so began the Boop War.

*Story below the cut*

We would do almost anything we could to get in a boop on one another. Everyone else in the shop would occasionally ask us who was winning, and for the first two semesters, we only kept track of who was up or down, not the actual numbers exchanged.

There were a few rules, such as: must touch the tip of the nose, and the boop war only took place during work (meant we could hang out doing normal things without paranoia), also no booping when on ladders, using saws, or doing other activities that could cause harm when dodging a boop. You had to say "boop" when administering a boop, otherwise it wouldn't count. We went so far as to include half-boops when someone like very barely touched a nose, or if someone didn't announce it.

Anyway, we kept track of wins by semester. I won the first, my friend the second, and then I got the third. The third and final semester, we did actually keep track of exchanged boops (21 to 20).

However, even if I won the Boop War, he got in the single best boop. "Hey, [Res], what's the element on the periodic table labeled 'A-h?'"

My thoughts were slow. I was a physics major, not a chem major. "Uhhh....I don't think there--?"

"THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!!!!! BOOP!!!!!!!" he shouts before running away.

I was stunned for a few moments before cracking up along with everyone else who witnessed.

This is all to say that while I love this virtual boop button on Tumblr, the one true Boop War in my heart is from January 2017 to April 2018. Tumblr only just getting to our level.

(And, yes, I did tell that friend about this feature. He was as charmed by it as me, and we both agreed how much we missed the Boop War.)

((This is also the same friend whose birthday is two days after mine, so we celebrate OUR birthday on the day in between. We call at least once every year on that day to catch up and reminisce.))

(((He is still in my phone contacts as Boople Snoot, has been for years)))

*((((Edit to add the cut because I wanna pin this and I don't want it crazy long lol))))*

#boop #the boop war #World War Boop #tumblr #april fools #I can't imagine anyone else cares about this as much as me #but this was one of my favorite college memories #and it's relevant today so you know what? I do what I want #and what i want is to type up this super long post about the Boop War

[defodisturbed]

Diet Culture - Poly!Recoms x PlusSize!reader

(A/N: inspired by the song Diet Culture by Brye! i love the song and can relate to it as a mid/plus-size person. i wrote this for my friend (you know who you are) and thought she would like it! i've always felt insecure and i'm sure many of you have as well. i hope this can bring you some joy or comfort even in the slightest. enjoy!)

And I know their worst fear is to look like me

And that fact makes me want to kill somebody.

To be a plus-sized person in the modern age has never been an easy feat. At least in the 16-18th century they thought it was very beautiful and desirable to have a body like mine. But now, as resources run dry and there's no space for everyone due to overpopulation, everyone hates fat people more than ever before. The body positivity movement was popular and utilized in the 21st century, but thats far, far behind us now. I feel crippling anxiety and shame every day for having to do the simplest things. Riding the train, feeling tired, and hell, even eating. My last thought before dying was that maybe in the next life I could be thinner.

Here I am now, staring at myself in the mirror. My skin is blue, I have stripes, and Lord, what a fatass I feel like. Why couldn't Parker or whoever's in charge of Project Phoenix just let me live in peace for once? My teammates are standing behind me as I examine my new teeth, tail, and my new skin. How big of a hospital gown did they have to make for me? I should apologize for this. I should apologize for having been brought back. Nobody wants a fat girl on their team. Nobody likes a fat girl. Nobody cares about fat girls. My thoughts run rampant through my head as I start to zone out.

"Hey, Y/N, you good? I know it's a little weird at first..." Lyle asks. I snap out of it and start to walk towards the door. I ask for someone to take me to my room, and so they escort me to my new place. It's very nice. They give me a lot of clothes and tell me to get comfortable because I'll be here awhile.

I get changed and explore my room. It's well lit, and when the lights are off, you can barely see anything. That's good for sleep. The bed is soft and it is comfortable.

When I get settled, the first number I call is my best friend. I tell her about how I just got resurrected and she asks how I feel.

"Fucking horrible. My body is still as fat if not fatter than it was before, my hair is messy, my skin is blue now, I have a weird tail and sharp teeth, and I just want to die again. I would like to die over and over again until they bring me back in at least a smaller body."

My friend tries to comfort me but her advice just doesn't do the trick this time. I tell her I gotta unpack and get situated. We say goodbye and I hang up.

Fuck, why did they have to do this to me?

---

I hear a knock at the door. I roll my eyes, making a game out of guessing who wants to talk to me now. I open the door, seeing my old friend, Alicia Zdinarsk. I invite her in and she offers to help me unpack. I accept her offer, and as we unpack, she tells me how weird it was for her to wake up blue as well. I wanted to shout IT'S NOT THE BLUE! IT'S NOT THE TAIL, NOT THE TEETH, NOTHING LIKE THAT! but I held back. I can't argue without crying anyway.

"Hey, you okay? You kind of zoned out in the wakeup room." Z says. I reply, "Yeah, it's just I really wish they revived me in a smaller body. I don't know how they expect a fat girl to-"

"No. You're not gonna call yourself fat as an insult. You're so awesome, and I cannot imagine being here again without you. Sure, people on Earth might've hated fat people, but we're not on Earth anymore. And last time I checked, we all love you just as you are. You don't need to change anything about you. We love you more than you could ever imagine, okay?" Z said. I was stunned. "Okay." I replied. I was always amazed by their collective love for me, but I never thought it was as deep as this. Nobody has ever told me they love me in the way Z just did, let alone a whole team of soldiers.

"Hello?? Y/N, Z??? You in there??? Mansk is making cocktails for us and I want us all to be there when we get drunk and grind-y tonight!" Lyle yelled through the door, banging on it as he did so. "Lyle, we're gonna head over in a second! For right now, keep it in your pants!" Z yelled back. I chuckled as we finished the last box of stuff. I could hear Lyle make a noise of disappointment outside, not wanting to wait any longer. I rolled my eyes and looked into Z's deeply, before pulling her in for a little kiss. She returned it, and we hugged until Lyle came banging on the door again.

"Can we at least watch a movie in the meantime??"

MWAH hope yall enjoyed!! @dyingofcookies thought you would like this :3 💋💋

#zdinarsk #avatar zdog #recom zdog #avatar x reader #z dog x y/n #z dog #zdinarsk x reader #zdog x reader #atwow fluff #recom squad

[thetargaryenbride]

Nail To The Coffin - S3 - Chapter 3

Warnings: none

Pairing: Steve Harrington x f!Byers!Reader

Word Count: 6469

A.N: Hello, dearest readers. This chapter is a bit different than the rest because there is no Y/N. Instead, we'll be focusing on Eddie and the others going on a goose chase. From this chapter on, Eddie plays a big role and you'll see him much more. I hope that's compensation for his absence in the season 2 plotline haha Also, I've tweaked the canon a bit regarding Eddie's knowledge and you'll find out what I mean soon enough. As always, please do make me know if I’ve written certain characters OOC and if you think there is something that can be corrected within the story. Thank you for reading. Hope you like it! 🖤 🥀

Masterlist || Chapter 2 || Chapter 4

Early Next Morning

“Harrington!” yelled Eddie as he pushed his way through the group of kids to get to the counter, eliciting all kinds of looks and reactions.

“Hey! There’s a line, you stinky jerk!” snapped Erika and he whirled to send her a nasty look before focusing back on Robin who was looking weirdly at him.

“Where’s Harrington?” he asked urgently and she shrugged.

“Somewhere in the mall,” she answered. “Why are you looking for-“

Before she could finish the sentence, Eddie was already sprinting away, leaving her and the group of kids confused as they looked after his retreating form.

He darted from one place to another, checking every store, every restroom, the escalators, and the benches, but he couldn’t find Steve anywhere, and his nerves were pulled as tight as guitar strings on the verge of snapping.

And then they did snap.

“Steve Harrington!” he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs, making people around him cease what they were doing and look at him oddly. He heaved as he lifted a hand apologetically.

“Jesus, what is wrong with you?” sounded Steve’s voice from behind him and he turned to see the boy he had been desperately searching for since stepping into the mall come from behind a big potted plant.

The people had resumed whatever they were doing prior to Eddie’s unhinged episode and he had to make his way through the crowd, with everyone throwing him looks to which he could only respond with a tight awkward smile, as he bypassed them while marching over to Steve.

“We need to talk,” grit out the boy as he grabbed Steve by the arm and began dragging him away.

“Hey, wait for me!” called Dustin as he followed them and Eddie turned to look at him and then back at Steve.

“Who was this kid again?”

“Uh, don’t you remember? It’s Henderson. He’s a friend of mine and Y/N’s,” reminded him Steve as if it was the most obvious thing in the world and Eddie let out an ‘aha’ as his mind went back to before Christmas when you had hosted that gathering and he had gotten to meet your friends.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Eddie hadn’t gotten the chance to hang out with the middle-schoolers after that because he had been busy with his own things but he did remember Dustin and how they had talked about Dungeons and Dragons. He thought that maybe he could recruit him into Hellfire Club once the kid gets to high school.

“Yes! So whatever you have to say to him, you’re saying it to me too,” added the boy and Eddie had to physically slap his cheeks to get off this train of thought and get back on the main topic at hand which elicited weird looks from Dustin and Steve.

“Alright. Alright, fine,” he let out a sharp exhale, nodding in agreement.

“Is it-is it something important? Is it about Y/N?” asked Steve quietly and Eddie hummed.

“Mmhm.”

Steve gulped before wriggling himself out of Eddie’s grasp and taking the lead. “Then follow me back to Scoops Ahoy. We can talk there.”

The trio walked briskly towards the ice cream parlor and ignored the questioning looks Robin threw them as they walked past her and into the staff room at the back.

“What is it? What’s wrong with Y/N?” stammered out Steve nervously and Eddie rubbed his face.

“I think she, uh,” cleared his throat the boy as he looked between Dustin and Steve a couple of times, evidently contemplating on whether he should speak his mind or not. “I think she went to…my drug dealer’s house,” he stuttered, “and stole all of his stash,” he blurted out and Steve and Dustin’s eyes widened in shock.

“What?”

“D-drugs!” stammered Dustin as he looked at Eddie in disbelief. “Holy-“

“He called me yesterday evening and told me someone broke into his house. They didn’t steal any money. Just the drugs,” explained Eddie. “Mind you, there are some people who know about him but none of them have disappeared mysteriously a-and Y/N hasn’t shown up since the other night, right?”

“Yeah, but that’s weird,” said Steve as he put his hands on his hips and Eddie lifted a quizzical brow. “I went to her house yesterday morning and yes, she was still gone and I was mad worried but Mrs. Byers said that apparently she got a call from a friend the night before and went to help them. It was an emergency, she said. So how could she be the one to have broken into your dealer’s house and stolen his stash?”

“I don’t know, Steve, maybe that was just an excuse,” offered Eddie and Steve glared at him.

“Okay, hold on for a moment there Munson, are you kidding me right now? Do you seriously believe that Y/N, our Y/N, is someone who would break into a person’s house and steal from them? Much less drugs!?” Steve exclaimed scandalously.

“I’m just trying to see things from all sides, alright!?” snapped the boy as he lifted his hands in surrender and the other sighed in exasperation. Dustin looked between the teens, still in utter bewilderment, as he tried to process the whole situation – particularly the drug part. “And you didn’t think to go check again after work yesterday, Steve?” asked Eddie with an accusatory tone and Steve looked at him in distress.

“First of all, Mrs. Byers promised to call me if Y/N came back home so I decided to come back to work. Second of all,” he gesticulated with one hand. “She didn’t call me for the rest of the day and of course, I got worried and went to the Byers after work! But Y/N was still not there. I spoke to Mrs. Byers, to Jonathan, to Will. We’re all concerned, ok? We decided to go look for her if she doesn’t appear today. Why-why are you blaming this on me!?” bit out the boy as he pointed to himself. “Where were you yesterday evening, huh? Why didn’t you come tell me about this immediately after you got the call?”

“Because I was this close to becoming dead meat!” barked out Eddie. “I had to go to Rick and convince him I had nothing to do with the stolen drugs. Do you’ve any idea how long it took me to deal with this jackass?”

“Alright, you two, calm down! Jesus!” exclaimed Dustin while he extended his arms towards the two older boys as if he was trying to placate two aggressive animals. “I have a plan,” he said and the two looked down at him. “Why don’t you, and I mean Eddie,” he turned to look and point at the boy in question, “go to the Byers and check if Y/N hasn’t returned by any chance? Did it occur to you that maybe you’re just overreacting and jumping to stupid conclusions and maybe she just had to do something important and simply forgot to call you? Shit like that happens, okay?” he shrugged and gesticulated, scrunching up his face, as if stating the most obvious thing. “Calm the f down! Go look for her and call us here,” suggested the boy and Steve whirled to fully face him.

“No way! I’m not staying here. I’m going with him!”

“Steve, you have to help us with the Russians! You can’t just bail!” he yelled in disbelief and Eddie’s eyebrows shot to his hairline.

“Russians?”  

“Dude, Y/N is my girlfriend!” snapped Steve. “I’m not gonna stay here while he goes out there to look for her!”

“Hold on, care to tell me what Russians are you guys talking about?” asked Eddie in utter confusion and Dustin let out a sigh.

“We intercepted a secret, coded Russian communication, and now we’re trying to crack said code because we believe they are right here and are planning to do who knows what that will definitely, potentially harm everyone in Hawkins, and who knows, maybe in the whole damn country! So maybe, just maybe, you can go out there, find Y/N, bring her in here, so we can all go stop the evil commies!“ Dustin hit one hand against the other aggressively as he shouted the last words and the two teens could only look at him, frozen on their spots with Steve shaking his head lightly, face distorting into one of displeasure at the way Dustin had revealed everything.

Eddie was the first who snapped out of the stupor as he turned to face Steve. “Care to tell me just what the hell-“

“It’s all true, dude. Yeah, I know it’s hard to believe but, here we are,” exhaled heavily the boy as he threw his arm in the air before dropping it down in defeat.

“Okay, this is officially the strangest summer I’ve ever had in my life,” Eddie’s hand went down his face, rubbing his chin as he took a minute to think everything through and let it all sink in and process in his brain.

“Tell me about it,” muttered Steve as he looked at the tiled floor, hands on hips.

The three spent some time dwelling in silence and thinking before Eddie grabbed Steve by the arm and pulled him forward. “Come with me,” he said, now a bit more calmly, and began dragging the boy a bit further away from Dustin. “Look, stay with the kid, ok? You know better than anyone what’s going on here and… you’re good with that kinda hero stuff. I’ll just…I’ll just freak out and run away, okay? I’m not good at all that,” admitted the boy ashamedly and Steve looked at him with sympathy. “Besides, he doesn’t know me that well and… now he knows I deal with drugs. He’s not gonna trust me. But you two seem close. You can’t leave him all alone.”

“But Y/N-“

“I’ll go to the Byers. I’ll go check if she’s there and I’ll call you, ok?” he placed a hand on Steve’s shoulder and squeezed. “Maybe Dustin is right and we’re just overreacting and jumping to conclusions. Let’s not panic… Trust me.”

The boy didn’t look convinced at all, his eyes darting between Eddie’s and the wall before he finally nodded.

“Alright…I trust you.”

As much as it pained him and as much as he wanted to bolt out of the mall and go look for you, Eddie and Dustin had a point. So he chose to put his trust in the boy.

But he silently made a promise that if you were indeed missing, he’d abandon everything he was doing to help you because you mattered to him more than any country or person in the world did.  

A bit after Eddie leaves

“Hey, kid,” called out Robin and Dustin turned to look at her, taking a few steps closer. “What’s wrong with dingus over there?” she asked as she nodded in Steve’s direction who was sitting at one of the tables, leg bouncing nervously, fingers drumming against the wooden surface while the binoculars were abandoned on the table, away from him.

“He’s just worried about Y/N.”

“Why? Did something happen to her?” she furrowed her brows in concern and Dustin shrugged.

“We honestly have no idea. She stood Steve up the other night and hasn’t appeared since. I mean it’s been a day and a half so I get why he and Eddie are freaking out.”

“Jesus, you guys really think you’re the center of the world, don’t you?” she rolled her eyes and Steve looked at her over his shoulder, scrunching up his face in a “seriously?” manner and she lifted a brow at that. “You do realize that the world does not revolve around men, as much as you want it to, right? She may have wanted to spend some alone time, do some self-care, away from everyone.”

“No, I understand if she wants to do that but she’d tell her close people first,” said Steve as he stood up and approached the two. “After everything that her family went through with Will vanishing and the attacks, she always tells her mom if she’d be going somewhere for a longer period of time. Otherwise, there’s chaos, I’m telling you,” sighed the boy as he put a hand on his hip while the other ran through his hair, and Robin folded her lips, not knowing what to say to this.

“You know what, I’m going after Eddie,” Steve said suddenly before heading for the staff backroom to change out of his uniform and Robin and Dustin shared an incredulous look before following the boy.

“You can’t just abandon us like that!” exclaimed Dustin and Robin crossed her arms.

“You’re the one who started this whole investigation. You can’t back out and leave all the work to us two,” she reprimanded him and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Well I’m sorry to break it to you but if you haven’t understood yet, Y/N is most probably missing and I’m not sitting here while Munson is out there looking for her alone. I don’t care about the Russians or whatever plans they may have! Okay!? All I care about right now is that my girlfriend is somewhere out there, missing, and I’m sitting here playing spy when I should be looking for her! Do you understand?” he yelled which silenced the two and sent them into a stupor as they stared at the boy who was breathing heavily, eyes filled with mad panic, face twisted in a sorrowful expression as stress oozed off him in waves.

They have never seen him in such a distressed state. He lifted a hand, tightening his lips, before dropping it back down in defeat as he looked at the two in utter despair and shame. Shame because he should have gone to look for you much earlier. “I should have gone out there immediately after-“

The ringing of a phone cut him off mid-sentence and Steve darted towards it like a lightning bolt, yanking the device and putting it to his ear.

“Eddie, what did you-”

“Steve?”

“…Y/N?”

Eddie was pissed and worried beyond belief.

He had gone to your house but not only did he not find you, he did not find anyone. It was empty and your whole family was nowhere to be found. He had gone to a phone booth immediately after and had called Scoops Ahoy but nobody had picked up.

“Damn it!” he slammed the phone shut as he ran his hands through his hair and let out a sharp sigh of frustration before rushing back into his van and driving away.

He checked every friend’s house he could think of.

He went to Tina’s, to Lorelei’s, to Margot’s, he visited each cheerleader’s house in search of you, and he even went to check the homes of his own friends – Gareth and Jeff – but there was no sign of you. It’s like you got swallowed by quicksand.

He grumbled under his breath as he parked at the last house he could think of – the Hargroves.

Now, he wasn’t sure if he could call you and Billy the best of friends. But he had seen you hang out at school and at the diner you worked at, and he had seen the way you put effort into communicating with the boy. He had seen you hang out with Billy’s sister on many occasions so the siblings were the last idea of connection to you he could think of.

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, however, when he saw two girls walking to the front door, one of which he recognized as Billy’s sister. He quickly got out of the van and yelled at them to wait up, making them stop in their tracks and turn to see who was calling them. He ran to them and greeted them awkwardly.

“Uh, hey there. My name’s-“

“Eddie?” Max’s face lit up with recognition. “You are… one of Y/N’s best friends,” she snapped her fingers and the other girl let out a prolonged, quiet ‘Oh’.

“Yes, that’s right! And you are…Max,” he pointed and she nodded, making him look at the other girl. “And you?”

“Uhm, El. My name’s El,” she smiled.

“Nice to meet you! Um, I have a question that’s probably gonna sound like, super weird, but,” he drawled. “Have you seen Y/N, by any chance?”

“Y/N? I haven’t seen her since the other day when we went to see Dustin,” said Max with furrowed eyebrows as she and Eleven shared a look of confusion.

“Why are you looking for her?”

“Because no one has seen her since the other day. Not me, not Steve, not even her family,” he finally revealed and the two girls frowned in concern, eyes widening.

“You don’t think he-“ gasped Max quietly as she snapped to look at El, her heartbeat increasing rapidly.

“But what if he did,” the girls talked hushed amongst themselves and Eddie tightened his lips before snapping his fingers.

“Hey! Care to share with the class?” he asked as he crossed his arms.

“Hold on!” exclaimed Eleven before taking Max by the hand and dragging her away, leaving the boy to sink in confusion, patience wearing thin as he began pacing in front of the entrance of the house, untangling one arm and propping it on top of the other so his fingers could take a strand of hair and play with it nervously as anxiety gnawed on him.

“What do we do?” asked Max quietly and El gulped. “Should we tell him to leave? That we know nothing?”

“Maybe we should tell him about Billy.”

“Tell him what exactly? That we somehow suspect Billy might have done something to this girl and Y/N?” whisper-shouted the redhead.

“This is not a coincidence, Max. Maybe Billy really did hurt this girl and Y/N. Maybe Eddie can help. We need help,” stated Eleven worriedly and Max sighed, rubbing her forehead in frustration and worry.

“Well, I… guess we can…trust him. He’s one of Y/N’s best friends. And he’s older so…maybe he can be of use,” she admitted after a minute of contemplating and El nodded.  

“Yes.”

“But what do we say? How do we explain our suspicions? We can’t tell him we found out because of your powers,” scowled Max.

“We’ll just say,” drawled El. “That Billy was acting weird, then he disappeared, and then the girls went missing right after, so we suspect him.”

“Ok…ok, sounds like a plan,” nodded Max in agreement but deep inside she felt a horrible, unsettling feeling suffocate her. Her gut twisted and cramped as if someone continuously delivered punches to it.

It didn’t sit well with her that she and Eleven were suspecting Billy of something so horrible. He was a jerk, yes, but he wasn’t a kidnapper and a murderer.

On the contrary, he was beginning to change and it was visible. If she had to be honest, she really appreciated his efforts and she was beginning to fill with hope for the future – that maybe he could really become a better person and that the two of them could build a good brother-sister relationship.

She didn‘t want to believe in what El had seen last night. She refused to believe that Billy has reverted into something so low and horrible. She really wanted to convince herself that it was just some misunderstanding. But even she had to admit that there was something off to the whole story because Billy did sort of disappear. She hadn’t seen him at all in the past two days. Then Eleven had seen him standing above a wailing girl, and just now they found out that you had disappeared out of the blue two days ago.

It was too strange to be just a coincidence.

So at least for now, she decided to believe in Eleven and choose to put her brother as the main suspect even if it pained her to do so.

“We need to tell you something,” let out Eleven unsurely, interrupting Eddie’s pacing and getting his full attention.

“So, the great council did decide to fill me in,” he joked a bit, hoping to diffuse the tension and the two girls shared a look before leading him inside the house and telling him about their suspicions.

“Look, Mayfield, if your brother really ends up having something to do with the disappearance of Y/N and this other girl, I’m gonna enjoy watching Harrington beat his ass, ok? I might even join and lend him a hand,” commented Eddie offhandedly as Max opened the door of Billy’s room.

“Yeah, and I won’t stop you,” she muttered as she and the others entered the room and looked around. “Why do I get the feeling we’re gonna find all kinds of wrong in here?”

“Well, at least he has good taste in music,” Eddie let out a breathy chuckle as his eyes shot to the stereo which was playing metal, nodding impressed.

“Ugh! Gag me with a spoon!” exclaimed Max in disgust after opening a drawer filled with adult magazines and Eddie strolled to look over her shoulder, eyebrows shooting to his hairline as a smirk grew on his face. It faltered when Max’s disgusted, unimpressed look shifted onto him and he cleared his throat, moving away awkwardly.

Everyone moved to the bathroom then, taking notice of all the packs of ice in the bathtub after El had pulled the curtain.

“Max?”

“Ice. It’s just ice,” she said as she grabbed and lifted one of the floating, empty packages. “Probably for his muscles or something. He works out like a maniac.”

“Does he get hurt often?” inquired Eddie which drew the girls’ attention and they looked around to see him pointing at the cabinet under the sink which had blood smeared on it.

Eddie didn’t hesitate to yank open the cabinet and rummage through it, taking out the bin and slamming it on the counter, aggressively pulling out a couple of scrunched-up papers, a bloodied lifeguard whistle, and a fanny bag.

Eleven and Max’s blood ran cold.

Eddie left the objects on the counter and returned to Billy’s room, breathing heavily through his nose as he tried to contain his anger and growing worry while opening all kinds of drawers, cabinets, and doors to look for any other evidence. While he was rummaging through one of the bedside cabinets, he noticed a pair of jeans thrown haphazardly on the bed, with something in them that was shining on the light. He lifted the piece of clothing and inspected it, at first thinking the glint he saw was just the metal buttons and zipper but then he noticed that something was dangling from the pocket.

“What’s this?” he asked and Max furrowed her brows.

“His jeans?”

“No…this?” he clarified when he pulled out the glinting object and dangled it in front of the girls, their eyes widening. “Look familiar?” he asked but the question was rhetorical, leaving the girls to simmer in speechless silence and disbelief.

Because it was your necklace.

“I’m gonna kill him!” snapped Eddie as he threw the jeans away and bolted towards the door, clutching the necklace tightly in his fist as hot rage built up inside him.

“No! Wait! Eddie, wait!” yelled Max as she blocked his way and put her hands against his chest in an attempt at stopping him from going further. “Let’s be rational! We can’t jump to conclusions!”

“Rational? Conclusions!? What are you, blind? What more evidence do you need?” he bit out as he grabbed her by the arm. “I’m going to find the son of a bitch and I’m gonna bust his face.”

“Eddie!”

And suddenly, he couldn’t move. He tried his best to pull all his muscles and take a step but it felt like an invisible power was keeping him in place. He was barely able to shift his head, eyes widening when they landed on Eleven who was looking at him with panic in her eyes and a bleeding nose.

“What the hell?”

Eddie had fallen into a state of complete and utter shock when the girls had to begrudgingly tell him all about Eleven’s powers, Hawkins Lab, The Upside Down, and everything that had happened during the last two years.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” is what he had said after they had finished the whole story but then Eleven had used her powers to lift a can of coke in the air and crush it, causing some of the liquid to sprinkle onto Eddie. He sputtered as he wiped it off his face and looked on with wide eyes. “Alright, maybe I’m just high,” he had lifted his hands in defeat, eyes wide and brain going haywire, but then he had remembered that he hadn’t taken any drugs in the past twenty-four hours or so.

All in all, it had been quite the experience learning all this.

He thought he was going crazy at first or that the girls were just pulling a massive prank on him but at one point, things began making too much sense.

Your mysterious injuries every year for example.

Will’s vanishing.

You telling him “Once Will comes back home, we’ll spend more time together” right after you had buried ‘him’.

He had begun putting two and two together and their story had become more and more plausible by the second.

“Understand? We can’t go running like headless chicken and jump everyone we suspect. We have to be careful about this,” said Max and he nodded.

“Y-yeah.”

And now the trio found themselves at Hawkins’ pool. It was pouring rain outside and the sound of thunder rumbled throughout the darkening, cloudy sky. Max and Eleven pulled down the hoods of their raincoats while Eddie used his leather jacket to cover his head. He shook the clothing off the water droplets and tied it around his hips before his hands flew to muss up his hair to get rid of the moisture and then straighten it out.

“Excuse me.”

“No one in the water until thirty minutes after the last strike,” said one of the lifeguards casually as he chewed on his gum and browsed through a magazine, not even sparing them a look. “And don’t try and argue with me. You wanna get electrocuted, go climb a tree.”

“Yeah, we don’t care. We’re not here to swim,” sassed Max. “Or get electrocuted.”

“We found this,” added Eleven as she pulled out the lifeguard first aid kit fanny bag which finally made the guy look up.

“Does that belong to anybody here?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s Heather’s. I’ll get it back to her.”

“We could give it back to her.”

“You could, ‘cept she’s not here. Bailed on me today,” drawled the boy and the trio shared a look. “What is this? You guys want a reward or something?”

“No. We’re just being good Samaritans,” smiled Max tightly and the girl lifeguard shot her a look that made her scrunch up her face while Eddie curled up his lip.

The two’s attention shifted onto Eleven, however, when they noticed she wasn’t standing by their side anymore, and they followed her to the staff board where pictures of all lifeguards were hung on.

“Heather…Do you think you could find her and Y/N?” asked Max and Eddie’s eyes widened.

“She can do that too!?” he asked excitedly and Max hummed. “That’s soo cool! You’re like, a real-life Jean Gray!”

“So you’re saying she needs some kinda static sound to get her into this state?” asked Eddie after he and Max had turned on all the showers in the dressing room and she nodded. “Ok, then why not just go outside? I mean it’s raining and all.”

“Because she needs to focus properly and there are cars and people passing by outside, causing extra noise.”

“So-“

“Please, be quiet,” sighed sharply Eleven, and Eddie made a zipper motion with his hand over his mouth and plopped on the ground, crossing his legs and propping his elbows on his thighs, using his palms to rest his chin on.

She tied a cloth around her eyes and concentrated, easily falling into a meditative state and sooner rather than later she found herself in the familiar Void, looking for clues about the missing girl.

“What do you see?” asked Max after some time passed.

“A door… a red door.”

There was silence for a while as the two watched Eleven intently, perking up when her breathing began increasing.

“What is it?” asked Max tensely.

“She disappeared! She-she…was pulled underwater,” whined the girl and Max put a hand on her shoulder.

“It’s ok. We’re here. You’re ok… Try to focus on Y/N now,” encouraged her the redhead and Eleven tried to calm herself, taking a few deep breaths, before painting your image in her head.

And then you appeared in front of her.

You were sitting on the ground, rocking back and forth, creamy dress stained with dirt, hair a bit damp and messy.

She gulped as she took a few steps forward and circled you, coming to stand in front of you and get a better look. Her eyes widened when she saw how pale you were and how bloodshot your eyes were, holding heavy bags and dark circles. Your hand trembled a bit as you scratched the crook of your arm. She heard shuffling and whimpering and watched you turn your head to look at the source, lifting a finger to your mouth.

El furrowed her eyebrows in confusion before crouching next to you and reaching out for you, touching your shoulder.

Suddenly, your head snapped to look at her and she almost fell back in shock.

“El?” you breathed out and she gulped, eyes widening in stupor. “El!” you shouted as you crawled towards her but just like Heather, something pulled you under the watery surface and she could only watch you scream as you got dragged further and further down while pointlessly trying to grab your hand and pull you out.

“Y/N!” she yelled as she tried to reach for you but you were long gone and she let out a sharp gasp when she exited the Void and harshly pulled the blindfold down, making Max and Eddie stand on edge.

“What happened? El! What did you see?”

She could only pant as she tried regaining her bearings and fight back the welling of tears.

“I-I saw Y/N on the floor,” she stuttered out after she calmed a bit a minute later. “She…didn’t look well…She was…dirty and shaking and scared.”

“Where was she?” asked Eddie urgently and she shook her head.

“I don’t know…I couldn’t see…But there were some other voices I could hear. And…it looked like she was telling the people to keep quiet,” gulped the girl unsettled and Max and Eddie shared a look.

It felt like this left them with more questions than answers.

By the time they left the pool, it was already dark as evening had descended upon them.

Eddie had tried dialing Scoops Ahoy one more time but once again nobody picked up and he was going to pull out his hair from the way stress was escalating.

They had absolutely no idea where to begin looking for you so they decided to go to the place El had seen, hoping to find clues there before informing anyone else of their discoveries.

“Is this it?” asked Max as they looked through the windows of Eddie’s van and El nodded.

“Yes…It’s the same number I saw.”

“C’mon, c’mon!” ushered them Eddie as he got out of the vehicle and held his leather jacket above his head, the trio quickly running to the porch of the house.

The door was locked so Eleven had to use her powers and unlock it from the inside, letting it creak open and allowing them to enter. They slowly walked down the hallway, eyes widening when they saw multiple portraits of Heather and who they supposed were her parents.

“This is her house…It’s Heather’s house.”

They had expected to find an empty, dark house but instead were greeted by the sound of light music, laughter, chatter, and the shocking scene of no other than Billy himself, sitting at the table alongside Heather’s parents.    

“Isn’t that cute, huh?” they heard the boy laugh and they approached a bit more, drawing the attention of the occupants. “Max?” Billy’s grin faltered a bit when he saw her and the others and they looked awkwardly at each of the adults.

“We didn’t mean to…barge in,” she tried to explain. “We tried to knock but… maybe you didn’t hear us over the storm.”

“I’m sorry, who is this dripping all over my living room right now?” asked Tom agitated and Billy finished chewing his bite before letting out a charming chuckle.

“I’m sorry. Janet, Tom, this is my sister, Maxine,” he introduced her before standing up and nearing the girl. “What on Earth are you doing here? Is something wrong?” he asked and maybe for the first time ever he sounded genuine, making Max blink and look in confusion.

“We just wanted to make sure everything was ok.”

“Ok? Why wouldn’t it be ok?” asked the boy with furrowed eyebrows and Eddie snorted.

“C’mon, man, don’t play around. Where are they?” he bit out and Billy glared at him.

“I’m sorry? Where is who?”

“Well, they’re a little burnt, I’m sorry,” came in Heather’s voice and everyone snapped to look at her in shock. She appeared to be perfectly normal as she entered the room, happily carrying a tray of cookies. She halted in her words and steps once she saw the trio.

“Heather! This is my sister, Maxine,” he introduced once again as he pointed at the girl before tucking his hands in front of him. “And, I’m sorry but I didn’t quite catch your name,” he turned to the other girl as he spoke but there was something biting in his tone that one could catch onto only if they listened close enough.

“El,” she responded flatly.

“El,” he repeated, eyes not leaving hers until Eddie stood in front of her, gaining his attention. “And you were…the Munson boy…Care to tell me just what are you doing with these two? They don’t look like the typical people you surround yourself with,” he asked with a tight smile and Eddie returned the hostile energy.

“I don’t know, man, maybe I happened to stumble upon your sister and El who were dead worried about our mutual best friend going M.I.A,” he said tersely. “And Max just happened to find her necklace in your room,” he whispered the last part and Billy’s expression fell.

“You went through my stuff?” he asked quietly as he looked at Max and she paled, eyes darting between Eddie and Billy. She was put in a tight spot and she wanted to gut Eddie for throwing her under the bus like that but she understood why he said what he said because it would’ve been even worse if Billy learned that all three of them had snooped through his stuff.

“I just wanted to turn off the music because you had forgotten the stereo on and it was distracting,” she stammered out a plausible reason. “I just saw it on the floor and we were wondering if you had seen her because we haven’t in the past days and we got worried.”

“Yes, I did see her,” Billy’s smile melted back into a charming one instead of a menacing one as he looked at each of the trio. “We met two days ago to discuss something. I can’t tell you much other than she’s planning a big surprise for everyone. She had to skip to Indianapolis to get some stuff and yes, she did drop her necklace and I picked it up,” he explained way too easily and crafted, making Eddie narrow his eyes unbelievingly.

“Oh…I see,” muttered Max as she sent him an awkward smile.

“And why didn’t she tell any of us that she was leaving town for a while?” snorted Eddie and Billy’s charming smile faltered, eyes hardening.

“I don’t know,” he accentuated every word as he stared unblinkingly at Eddie. “I don’t believe that I’m the person you should be asking this. Why don’t you ask her once she comes back?”

“Yeah…yeah, we’ll do that,” interrupted Max after picking on the rising tension and grabbed Eddie’s wrist warningly. “We’re sorry to bother you,” she apologized as she tried to take a step backward but Eleven moved from behind her and Eddie and came to stand between them, looking at Heather.

“But, I thought I saw-“

“-your manager. At the pool,” Max was quick to fill in the sentence with a smile. “He said you guys didn’t come in to work today so we got worried about you too,” she wormed her way through the situation and Billy hummed.

“Heather wasn’t feeling so hot today, so we thought we’d take the day off to nurse her back to health,” explained the boy with a tight grin. “But you’re feeling just fine right now, aren’t you Heather?” he asked as he turned to look at her and she nodded enthusiastically.

“I’m feeling so much better! Do you guys want a cookie? They’re fresh out of the oven,” she smiled as she offered them a treat and they all shook their heads simultaneously.

“Nope! No, thanks,” exclaimed Eddie as he waved and threw his hands in the air. “We, should keep our figures in check! Hah,” he let out a laugh as his lips twitched into a fake grin as he pointed at his body and put a hand over his stomach before he waved at the family and whirled around, walking briskly out of the house. He had seen too many horror movies and he was accepting no cookies from strangers ever in his life.

The girls apologized once again before bidding the others goodbye and following Eddie out of the house and into the van.

“I don’t know about you but I’m not very convinced,” grunted Eddie as he struggled to put on his belt and turn on the vehicle.

“I don’t know…it seemed plausible to me,” muttered Max as she stared out the window at the house.

“But then what was it that El saw? Y/N? The people with her? And did you see Hargrove’s expression and the way he spoke?” growled Eddie.

“He’s always like that. He has an asshole voice and intimidating expressions,” tried to explain Max.  

Everything seemed to fit and everything Billy had said seemed very reasonable.

But somehow Eddie wasn’t fully convinced.

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JJ maybank x reader where you bump into luke whilst going to see JJ at his house as he hasn’t spoken or replied back to you in days. The reader doesn’t know about his dad and maybe his dad starts calling the reader names and says things. Then the next day JJ finally comes to hang out with the pogues and notices his gf or best friend upset and she says why? xx

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Pairing - JJ maybank x Reader

Summary - You being his girlfriend don’t know about his dad being abusive until you walk on his attics. JJ explains why you didn’t know and comforts you.

Warnings - Angst, sadness (Abusive and inappropriate language)

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JJ life hasn’t been all full of rainbows and sprinkles, in fact he takes a huge responsibility to protect you. The reason being because of his home life isn’t that great, his dad drinks and uses drugs leading him to abuse JJ.

JJ wants to protect you from that life style at all costs!

You hang out with the pogues going on boat trips and adventures. You haven’t asked about JJ’s family knowing that it’s a difficult subject for him, wanting him to be ready to open up, when he is ready.

Over the past couple of weeks, JJ has been quite distant around you. Not talking to you much or even, looking your way. Your worried for him, did you do something wrong? Does he not like you anymore? It confuses you so much, that you took the risk to go round his house.

Knowing the way because you been a couple of times but not actually inside, only to drop off or pick up JJ in the Twinkie with John B. You walk to his door, seeing that the porch is scattered with rubbish such as Beer cans, food and even bags of drugs.

Your weary of your surroundings but none the less wondering if JJ is there. “JJ are you here?” You shout through the door, you hear footsteps but they didn’t sound like his.

“JJ, you better not be hanging around and not tidy..” Luke slurs, stumbling across the couch as he once was laying, when he looked up, “Your not JJ!” He scowls.

Before you could talk, Luke already had spoken with such venom in his mouth, “You must be that whore? I’ve seen him with a month ago!” he shouts, looking angry.

That’s why JJ has been distant and not responding to you, you thought, because of his dad.

“Stay away from my son, or else something much worse will happen to you!” Luke threatens, “You think your such a big man! You hardly know anything about your son,” You scoff, going to walk away back to your home.

Luke had other ideas thou, he wasn’t stupid enough to hurt you physically but words do sting, “You are nothing but a filthy, hook up to JJ! You understand? You whore, go back where you came from,” Luke grunts, swaying about as he opens another beer to drink.

You hear every word that Luke spits out at you, you don’t bother saying anything back.. what’s the point? You don’t want to get hit either, you can go see JJ another day.

Luke is nothing but a drunken asshole of a parent, who looks abusive.. I doubt, he knows half the time of what he is doing because he uses drugs too! You thought, remembering you saw drugs in his chair. You walk home, feeling hurt at his words but none the less pissed off.

Your upset with JJ for not talking to you about it, especially since he not been contacting you. Not even, to say if he is ok or to talk about other things that, make you both smile. You feel like he doesn’t care that much about your feelings even though, you know that deep down he does.

“Give it back! Sarah,” You hear John B whine as Sarah giggles running away from him. She has his cap on backwards, “Nope, it’s mine now!”

“Hey, how are you?” Kie greets you, “I’m good, how about you? And what are they doing?” You questioned, slowly.

“I’m good too, honestly, don’t mind them! I don’t even know, myself,” Kie rolls her eyes playfully, “We are hanging out, JJ and pope are getting beer,”

The mention of JJ makes you seem tense yet relief at the same time to know, that he is going to be hanging out with them.

“Oh, Yh I see,” You giggle, now looking at John B trying to tackle Sarah to the floor, “Go Sarah, Run,” You shout, “Y/N, not helping,” John B shook his head.

“How are you and JJ?” Kiara asked, before you could answer, “Guess who’s back, with Beer!” JJ whistles, taking a beer himself after planting them on the floor.

“Speak of the devil,” Kie smirked to you.

You shook your head, honestly, you have no words on the situation your in right now. It’s just a whirl pool that you never seem to be stop floating in. You look up to see JJ and John B chugging their beer together, competitive much.

“Hi, Y/N,” Sarah hugged you, “Hi, I see you won!” You laugh amused, “Yep, of course! Vlad wouldn’t ever win a fight against val,” She smirks, drinking a beer that John B passed her.

“No, of not,” You smile, you wish you was like that with JJ at the moment but unfortunately, you got issues with him. It’s digging under your skin so much, “How’s my lovely, girlfriend?” JJ grinned, hugging you by surprise.

“Hi,” You shyly replied, ignoring his question, you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him about your feelings. Does the guy? Honestly, don’t know what he did. Your going to take that as a no, you thought.

“You want a beer?” JJ grins, “No, thanks, I’m good!” You try to smile for him, “Oh, ok! Well you got your swim suit?” JJ winks gesturing to the hot tub, Kie, Sarah, John B and even pope are already in the tub.

“What’s wrong, baby?” JJ takes your hand, when your not answering him, “I um,” You look down at the floor not knowing what to say, “Hey, It’s ok!” JJ pulls you into his arms as he rubs up and down your back.

The other pogues not noticing as they are talking in their own weird jokes. Even though, their jokes don’t even make sense anymore because no one can talk, laughing taking over.

“You want to talk inside?” JJ asks, “I’m really worried for you,” he whispers, you nod taking his hand and going into the chateau into his claimed room. You sit down on the bed, you haven’t talked in days about anything.

“I didn’t understand why you wasn’t talking to me for the past few days but now!” You turn to JJ, looking at him directly in his eyes, “Now, I know why! The truth, JJ,” You confronted him, clearly upset.

“I was trying to protect you, what happened to make you understand because I haven’t told you for a reason!” JJ states, “Your, Your dad,” You tremble all you got out.

JJ stood up trying to keep calm but hearing those words, his dad did something to you. He blows off his lid, “God dammit!” JJ hits the bed with his hand, “What did he do to you?” JJ looks desperate, “I need to know, baby,”

“Luckily, he didn’t hit or touch me physically but he did say a few things..” You trail off, ashamed at his words, “What did he say?” JJ grunts, mad at himself for not protecting you, mad at the audacity that his father has saying shit to you. 

“He called me a whore, telling me not to go near me.. essentially, threaten me,” You whisper not trusting yourself to be louder, your voice cracked as tears appeared in your eyes.

JJ was to quick to comfort you in his arms, “I didn’t mean for this to happen, Y/N! I’m so sorry, he said that shit to you, for hurting you,” JJ tells you, “I know J!” You shook your head. JJ wipes your tears from your cheek, “No one hurts my girl without consequences!”

“None of that is true, you are my princess wherever he or anyone likes it or not!” JJ reassures you, kissing your forehead, “I should of told you but I wanted to protect you!” He squeezed his eyes, burying his head into the crook of your neck.

“I understand, J!” You calm him down by running your fingers through his blonde, locks, “Don’t ever not talk to me again because I’ve missed you,”

“I’m sorry about that, I’ve missed you too!” JJ looks into your eyes, “It was because he saw you with me! I’m so stupid,” His hands go into his hair, disappointed in himself, “Hey, hey don’t blame yourself! You had to protect me right?”

“And I know, you had reasons, I’m not mad at you! I’m on your side, JJ,” You reassure him back, you pick his chin up, looking into the blue pools of his eyes. JJ’s eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips as he slowly, leans in kissing you with so much passion.

Your hands go to his jaw line to hold him steady as he deepens the kiss full of meaning and devotion, “I’m devoted to you, only you! JJ,” You say as you pull apart breathless.

“I’m devoted to you too, Y/N/N,” JJ smiles, kissing you again, “Let’s go have fun in the hot tube,” he smirks, standing up to begin leading you outside, “Ok, let’s go!” You giggle.

“Hey! Your missing all the fun,” Kiara shouted, “Yh, come get your asses in here!” John B hollows getting splashed by Pope and Sarah, “We are coming, Guys,” You laugh running to the hot tub with JJ.

“What did you get up?” Kiara and Sarah wink to you, “Nothing,” You smiled, thinking of the sweet make up kiss you and JJ had, “Sure,” Sarah said, smoothly.

“Where did you go? Man,” John B raises his eyebrow, “I just made up with my girl,” JJ smiles, drinking his beer, “We all been there,” Pope shook his head, laughing, “Yep,” John B agrees.

“Let’s play a game, guys,” you announced, Kie and Sarah hyping your decision up, “Sure, what game?” JJ smirks, you slap his chest playfully, “Get your mind out the gutter,” John B nearly spits his drink out with pope.

“Oh, She told you” John B mutters, “You better watch your mouth too, Routledge!” Sarah comes over to sit on his lap, tugging a strand of his hair around her finger.

Kie and you smirk as the other boys laugh.. “Boys, will be boys!” Kie chuckles, “Agreed,” You and Sarah nodded.

- Maybe Part 2 to see the pogues in the hot tube, playing that game! We will see.. 😉



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💀☁️🍋My sweet|Azul Ashengrotto X transM!golden retriever!chubby!reader

Pairings: Azul Ashengrotto X transM!golden retriever!chubby!reader

Plot: Azul has been admiring Y/n for so long. Admiring might be an understatement. Yet he fails to realize that the person that appreciated him the most,was just not even a sign away.

Type: yandere,fluff and lemon. (my first trio type oneshot >~<)

Requested by: OfficalAl0is_Trancy

"Hi idk if you do this but a Trans male chubby Golden retriever mc x Dom!Azul so my plot is Mc goes into the Cafe can't think of what's it Called and asks jade to speak with Azul so he takes mc back and then mc says I want somebody to appreciate me I throw everything away for others and Azul says yes but mc has to stay with him for a day and when mc signs he says nothing changed and then Azul is all like oh I tricked you I always appreciated you and your mine I love you and I never said only a day and then after a heartfulled. Moments later Azul. Makes a move and slowly starts (Kinks would be Dom/bottom overstim and praise) and at the end its very fluffy so fluff yandere and lemon"

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3rd person POV

"So wonderful.."

"So.. so.. perfect.."

"My PERFECT Y/n!"

Azul said as his tone got increasingly more insane and loud as he looked at his wall filled with photos of Y/n.

Azul had been stalking Y/n,his 'best friend', ever since he saw him in the cafeteria.

Yet they've been friends for only 3 months.

Which meant he's collected not only numerous candid photos of him,but even some of his favourite clothes and.. some of Y/n's necessities.

"He's so handsome.. so cute.. so perfect..!"

Azul said as he goes insane just on Y/n's photos alone.

He was clearly admiring.. such an understatement.

He was so obsessed with Y/n,he could just pass away from a single touch of him. An unhealthy obsession.

Every inch of him is PERFECT!

His fluffy,golden retriever ears and tails.

His adorable puppy dog eyes

His skin,so soft.

And the way..

The way he would smile at me

He grew thirsty of the thought of you in his mind. His mind wasn't the only one excited though..

.

"Ugh.. I should go on a diet. So bad."

Y/n whined as he placed his hands on his stomach and squeezed his fat

"Fnyah..? You think that's a big stomach?"

Grim said as he slapped his paws on his,making a loud sound.

"Pfft--.. jeez.. okay"

"I'm the chubby one in this dorm. You're not. You're really not,Y/n!"

Grim tried assuring him.

"Eh.. I don't know.."

"seriously?! DO YOU WANT ME TO PULL YOUR TAIL UNTIL YOU ADMIT YOU'RE THE COOLEST AND MOST PERFECT PERSON IN EVERY UNIVERSE?!"

Grim said aggressively.

"I.. y'know what.. I'll grab a drink in Monstro Lounge.."

"buy me a tuna while you're at it! I wanna be mistaken as PREGNANT in public! Only for little pieces of tuna to be my babies"

"Jeez.. you are weird." And with that, Y/n left to Monstro Lounge.

.

Though Y/n lied. He didn't go to Monstro Lounge to eat or drink nor hang out.

He came to make a contract. (Zhongli much?)

Y/n sighed as he entered the Lounge,it was filled with so many people.

Business must be well then.. good for Azul.

Y/n thought with a smile as he went and looked for Jade; but instead,Jade spotted him.

"Y/n? What brings you here?"

Jade asked as he saw Y/n sitting on one of the tables

"I.. I just came looking for Azul. That's all"

Y/n simply answers with a smile

"He's in his room,I'll tell him that you're coming to him"

"Thanks alot,Jade."

.

Y/n was genuinely excited for this.

Finally,his dreams of having someone appreciate him for who he is would finally come true with the help of his best friend.

Yet for Azul,he was busy with other stuff.

"What do you mean Y/n's coming this way?"

Azul asked nervously as he tried to cover all of the photos he took of Y/n from his wall

"Jade told me that Shrimpy wants to talk to you--"

"Well you should've told him to wait in my office! And do not call him Shrimpy!"

Azul shouted through the phone. "Why?"

"Floyd,listen. My room is a mess. And I can't let him see it!"

"My room's more of a mess and Ula still comes by to kick my ass and tell me to clean it"

"Tell him to wait for me in the office now!".

*Knock*

"Fuck."

Azul muttered as he ended the call and taped his blanket to his wall to cover the photos.

Taking one good look of himself in his mirror and fixing his appearance before opening the door.

"Heyaa 'Zully~"

Y/n said in a cheery tone with his tail wagging behind him.

Azul saw it and lightly blushed while staring at his tail.

Guess something else was excited..

"Uh..? My eyes are up here,Zul?"

Y/n said jokingly as Azul snapped back to reality and looked at Y/n

"R-right! Sorry.. that was very uncalled for.."

"It's cool,you do it almost all the time. Can I come in?"

Y/n asked as he was about to enter but Azul held his shoulders with a huge red blush on his cheeks.

"N-no! No no no! I-.. I haven't had room service in my dorm! It's really messy!"

Azul tried to convince him to stay out.

"It's alright,I'm just gonna make a contract with you. I don't mind your room being messy,makes be feel better that I'm not the only one who's lazy"

Y/n said with a smile as his ears twitched.

Thinking no one would notice, Azul did. Of course he did.

"I- wait-.. contract?"

Azul asked as his grip on Y/n's shoulders loosened.

"Yeah,just one contract and I'll be on my way"

Y/n said as he lost his smile and started fiddling his his fingers.

Azul was confused.

What could the most perfect person in his eyes would need?

"B..but why? I don't think you need it"

Azul asked as Y/n sighed.

"Let's discuss this in your room,please?"

Y/n asks

Who was he to say no to Y/n's cute eyes?

.

"Look.. I just want people to just.. appreciate me..."

Y/n said lightly as Azul closed and locked his door.

The sight of a sad Y/n was not supposed to be seen by anyone else,not even for Azul.

"People do though,don't they?"

Azul asked as Y/n shook his head.

"Sure,Grim thinks I'm awesome. Yuuken thinks I'm really cool.. and.. that's it."

"Is there a particular person that made you feel this way? Someone who.. made fun of your insecurities?"

Azul asked as his blood boiled at the thought.

"Promise not to tell?" Y/n asked hesitantly as Azul held his hand

"I promise"

"There was this..  dude that.. well he kept calling me a pig. And.. it sure did took a toll one,I'll tell you that much"

Y/n tried to laugh off his sadness remembering that incident.

Azul was furious and wanted to know this person so he could obliterate their existance.

How could someone have the guts to hurt him..

"And the same dude just.. can't take the fact that I'm trans. It would be fine but he kept on stomping over my preferred pronouns and then just kept making fun of me."

That was it for me. That was the final straw.

"Who was it?"

Azul asked in a serious tone

"Doesn't matter. Just make some more people apprecia--"

"Y/n,who told you that"

Azul said in a serious and scary tone,making Y/n look at him with shock and fear.

"I don't mean to scare you,N/n.. I.."

Azul stopped himself and sighed as he knelt down infront of Y/n,still holding his hands.

"I.. I love you,Y/n. I can't bear seeing you like this because of someone who doesn't see your worth"

Azul said as Y/n stared with disbelief

"That person doesn't know you are worth more than he thinks you are. You're perfect. And don't let anyone else say otherwise"

Azul adds as he held Y/n's cheek

"Y..ou.. no. You're joking! You're... You're like every single friend I used to have before I got here"

Y/n said as he stood up

"I'm not! Say all you want but I love you. Let me show you how beautiful you are,and how much I'm willing to go for you"

Azul adds as Y/n laughed

"Don't. Even. I'm fucking ugly,you don't love--"

Y/n was cut off by Azul kissing his lips. He was serious,he loves Y/n.

The kiss was passionate,Y/n couldn't believe what he felt.

He loves Azul,yet he didn't expect him to love him back.

But now, Azul's lips were on Y/n's.

Azul couldn't contain himself.

He already kissed Y/n and he did kiss back.

It wouldn't hurt to go a little further than it.

Azul's hands went up to Y/n's waist as he swiped his tongue in his bottom lip,asking for entrance.

Y/n took the hint and opened his mouth for Azul to explore his mouth.

The kiss grew sensual as Y/n had his hands on Azul's chest.

Now the fun begins

This was Azul's dream.

The love of his life,wrapped around his hands.

Stripped of both their clothing and his cock in and out of Y/n's ass.

Y/n was the most perfect thing in his eyes and he has him under his figure.

Nothing but the sounds of skin slapping and moans all around the room.

"You're perfect,Y/n..."

Azul said as he sped up his pace. Making Y/n more of a moaning and squirming mess under him.

He could just come on the sight of him.

"You look so cute like this.."

Azul said as Y/n's hips bucked up while Azul fluffed and brushed Y/n's tail with his hand.

He's always wanted to do that.

"A-ahhh~! C..cumming~..!"

Y/n moans. He had a huge blush across his face as he tried to cover his face.

"No no.. you're beautiful.. don't- ngh.. cover your face"

Azul said as he leaned down and kissed his cheek.

With that,Y/n came while Azul was still thrusting in and out of him.

Enabling Y/n to ride her high while Azul tried to cum.

"Ahhnn~!! You're so beautiful~!! Fuck~ I just wanna cum inside your beautiful ass!"

Azul moans as he thrusts faster

"F-fuck~!! Azul you're gonna make me c-come--!"

Y/n moans while the bed hits the wall with each of Azul's hard thrusts.

"F-fuck!! Y/n! I love you~! I love-! Ahh~!! I love you so much!!"

Azul moans as he came hard  inside of Y/n.

"A-Azul~!!"

Y/n moans as he felt Azul's load fill him up completely.

Azul hearing Y/n moan out his name didn't really help his erection die down..

The most I can say is..

It was a long night of Y/n being constantly praised by Azul while being fucked in every single position possible.

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Flicker Chapter 4- Bend The Rules

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

February 1st, 2023 3:00pm

After a long day, especially since I started at 3:30am to do a session with Joshua, since they had a 72 hour stretch at the hospital they're interning at, I'm finally on my way home.

My drive home is short and uneventful, though I am ever so impatient at every red light I hit. After about the 4th red light, I'm hit with a bit of luck and I make it home in about 5 minutes and score a spot in the garage since I'm the first one home.

I park my car and get out, grabbing my backpack and my water bottle before closing the door and locking my car. I enter the house through the garage door and walk through the hallway and into the living room, finding Zach on the couch.

His eyes tear away from the tv and find me, causing him to raise a brow.

"What are you doing home so early?"

I scoff and I shake my head before turning my heel to walk into the kitchen, only for Zach to follow me. I stand at the sink, rinsing out my water bottle before I dry my hands and my eyes meet Zach's stern expression. I sigh and shake my head.

"Give it up Zach. I'm almost 21, I pay rent and I can come and go as I please. I don't have to tell you what I'm doing."

His eyes widen and his mouth drops.

"W-well yeah I know that, but Jenny mentioned that you were going out.. And I guess I just got a little hurt that you told her and not me.. I thought I was your best friend..."

I groan and walk away from the sink, slowly approaching Zach, who has his arms crossed with an unmistakable frown on his face. I pull him into a side hug and he leans his head on mine.

"You know, I would tell you but you hate when I talk about Niall. And that's who I'm gonna be with."

Zach groans in annoyance and lifts his head before he lightly pushes me away and I scoff.

"You know, you're being a real dick. That's exactly why I didn't tell you. You can't fucking stand that I'm seeing someone and you're not!"

His face reddens in anger and he shouts.

"That's not it! I couldn't give two fucks! But he is nine years older than you, Emily! Nine! And not only that, but he's a celebrity! You know, I've sat down and actually googled all the women he dated! You're not enough for him! Sooner or later, he's gonna cheat on you! I'm just trying to protect you!"

I gasp, absolutely struck by the words that just left his mouth. Tears threaten to spill from my eyes and I turn my back to him.

"You know Zach... You're not my mom and you're not my dad. And right now? I don't even know if you're my friend.."

With that, I quietly make my way up the stairs to my room and open my door, retreating inside, despite hearing Zach shouting my name. I shut the door and lay my back against it, tears slowly falling down my cheeks.

I sniffle and wipe the tears off my cheeks before I walk over to my closet.

He said cute and comfy, that could be anything.

I pull out a Green sleeveless top with matching pants and my White Nike platforms.

I quickly change and tie up my hair before doing a small bit of make up and then quickly pack a bag. I only pack general stuff that I would use; night dress, cute outfit for the next day, extra undergarments and my toiletries and chargers.

I zip up my duffel bag and just as I pick it up, my phone starts to ring. I look down at the name and I smile. Niall.

'Cause nobody knows you baby the way I do And nobody loves you baby the way I do It's been so long, it's been so long Maybe you-

"How is it you always seem to call when I need to hear your voice the most?"

He laughs through the phone.

"Well I suppose it's a good thing I'm in yer drive, now isn't it?"

I giggle and smile.

"I'll be right out."

He says okay and I hang up. I grab my purse off my bed and sling it on my shoulder before making my way to my bedroom door and opening it. I quietly leave my room, closing the door behind me. I make my way down the stairs and just as I reach the front door, I find Zach yet again.

He sees me and opens his mouth and I hold my hand up.

"No. We'll talk when I come home. But until then, I don't want to hear a word from you. Unless someone has died, you will leave me the fuck alone. Are we clear?"

He rolls his eyes but he nods. I take that as an opportunity to leave and I quickly open the door and close it behind me, locking it. I walk down the pavement and see Niall's Range sitting in the otherwise empty driveway.

The driver door opens and out steps Niall. Before I can think, I drop my bags and run into his open arms. I try my best to hold back my tears as he wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me off the ground, ever so slightly.

I bury my head in his chest and sniffle and he starts to rub my back with one hand. I pull away a little and look up at him. He sets me down and wipes my tears away with his now free hand.

"I know yer not cryin like this 'cause ya missed me. What's up, what's got ya upset, Petal?"

I sniffle and shake my head.

"It's stupid. Just got into a dumb fight with Zach, guess I'm just super emotional today."

"It's not dumb, Em. Yer obviously upset about it. Ya wanna talk about it? Ya don't have t' hold it in with me, ya know that, right?"

I smile lightly and sniffle as I nod.

"I know, Ni. It was just dumb and I'm just being moody today. I promise, there's nothing to worry about. I'm feeling much better now that you're here."

He smiles and leans in, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I giggle and hug him again. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in close.

"I missed ya. I mean I know it's only been a few days but I've been really lookin forward t' seeing ya again."

I blush and lean in, placing a soft kiss on his lips. I move to pull away and he pulls me back, kissing me deeply. I sigh into the kiss and I feel him smile before he lets up a little, pecking my lips a few more times before pulling away completely, leaving me a blushing mess.

We laugh and he lets go of my waist and instead takes one of my hands in his and laces our fingers together. We walk over to my bags that I had dropped and Niall bends down, grabbing my duffle bag while I grab my backpack and sling it on my shoulder.

He opens the back of his Rover and we put my bags in alongside his. He closes the back and we get in and get buckled. He starts the car and I turn to him.

"So do I get to know where we're going?"

He laughs as he begins to pull out of the driveway.

"Now why would I do that? Yer reaction is gonna be priceless when we get there. And I like teasin' ya."

I fold my arms and pout a little.

"That's mean, Niall."

He laughs again, shaking his head with his eyes remaining on the road.

"You'll live. Just trust me, Em. It'll be worth it when we get there. But I promise, yer gonna like it. Ya trust me, don't ya?"

The car comes to a stop as we hit a red light and Niall turns to me slightly. I sigh and smile before I nod. He smiles and the light turns green and we begin to move again.

After about an hour and a half of Niall driving as we talk, he reaches into the center console and hands me something. A tie. I raise an eyebrow and he chuckles.

"Just put it on, Petal. I'll even do it for ya."

I nod, a little hesitant. He smiles and unfolds the tie before he raises it to my eyes and then ties it around my head and I'm left without sight. I bite my lip, still hesitant. All I can hear is the clicking of the seatbelt and the door opening and closing before the passenger door opens and I'm exposed to the chilly February air.

I hear another click of the seatbelt as Niall reaches over me, unbuckling my seatbelt before he pulls it off of me. I clutch my purse in one hand and I feel Niall take the other.

"Alright pretty girl, I'm gonna get ya out now, 'kay? Just hold on t' me.."

I nod, biting my lip a little harder. I turn in my seat so I'm facing Niall and he wraps an arm around my waist before he slowly pulls me out of the car and sets me down. He moves me away from the door and closes it before the car beeps, signaling it being locked.

I feel Niall take my hand again and he laces his fingers through mine and he begins to slowly guide me.

"Ya doin' okay, Em? Yer shakin a little..."

I feel him step and he pulls me up on what I believe to be sidewalk and I slowly nod.

"Y-yeah... Just feel a little off since, you know, I can't see?"

He chuckles and squeezes my hand as he continues to guide me. After about a good minute, we come to a stop and Niall takes my other hand in his.

"Well guess what? Ya did it. Ya ready t' see where we are?"

I nod rapidly and Niall laughs. I hear him take a few steps and suddenly I feel his breath on my neck. He unties the tie and lowers it before he folds it back up and tucks it into his pocket. I look up in front of my and I gasp, my eyes widening.

In front of me in a very large set of letters that are lit, spelling out 'Happy Birthday Harry'. I turn to face Niall, my mouth still gaping.

"Are we really-"

He nods with a wide smile on his face, and I close my mouth, though it widens.

"At Harry's birthday show? Yes, yes we are."

I throw myself at him and he catches me as he laughs. My arms wrap around his neck and his hands rest at my waist.

"I totally forgot about it! Niall, this is amazing, really."

He smiles and gives me a small kiss.

"Ya glad I left it as a surprise, then?"

I giggle and nod before leaning in to peck his lips and he smiles. He then taps my waist with a few fingers and I pull away to see him smiling.

"How about we head inside, Em?"

I smile and nod. He lets me go, though a hand is still holding mine. He leads us through the grounds to a back entrance and he knocks on the door.

It opens a minute later to reveal a tall man.

Niall's POV I knock on the door, just as I had discussed with Jeff. It opens about a minute later to reveal Jeff, who smiles when he sees me.

"There you are! I was starting to get worried! And this is your-"

I blush and interrupt him.

"My friend, yeah. Jeff, this is Emily. And sorry we're late. Got a little stuck in traffic."

"Glad to put a face to a name. Nice to meet you, Emily! I'm Jeff Azoff."

She smiles and they shake hands. He smiles and pushes the door open all the way. He then pulls out something from his back pocket: 2 backstage passes. He then hands them to me with a smile.

We all walk in and Emily and I begin to follow Jeff.

"H was so excited when he found out you were coming. He tried waiting to say hello but he had to get ready."

I nod and I feel Emily jog to my side and grab my hand, lacing her fingers through mine. I smile at her and she returns it, her ocean blue eyes twinkling as she does so. We follow Jeff for another minute or so until we come to a stop.

He turns to face use and smiles.

"There's a table over there with snacks and drinks. I have to go get something but I'll be right back."

We nod and he walks off. I take one of the backstage passes and place it around Emily's neck before I put on my own. Her phone starts to go off and instead of looking at it, she pulls it out and turns off the ringer and hits ignore on what appears to be a phone call. She tucks it back into her purse and her hand takes mine again.

Jeff comes back holding a basket and he sets it down at a small, nearby table.

"H wanted to gift you guys some stuff. When I mentioned you were coming, he wanted to make sure you both had something as a welcome gift. Enjoy, and let me know if you guys need anything! I'll be around."

We nod and he walks off, leaving us alone. I open my mouth to say something but before I can, I hear a mic come on and see Harry's opener on stage. We decide to get something to eat so we head over to the snack table.

Emily takes a plate and starts to pick up food and put it on the plate.

"So how was work? I don't think I asked ya, yet."

She gives me a wide smile and her eyes sparkle.

"Oh my god it was amazing! You know those two projects I was hoping to get?"

I smile and nod.

"That directing role and the role for that sequel?"

She nods as she finishes putting food on her plate. I quickly make myself one and we make our way to the small table with our basket on it and we sit down.

"Well... they gave me Banana Fish! So I get to start on that! And I got a role for that sequel-"

My eyes widen and I can't help but smile.

"Emily! That's amazing! I'm so-"

She snorts and shakes her head.

"You're so cute! But you didn't let me finish!"

I cover my mouth with my hand and she giggles.

"I got a lead role! One of the very few!"

I remove my hand from my mouth and stand up. I move over to where she's sitting and she looks up at me. I put my hands on her waist and lift her up into my arms, hugging her tight as she laughs.

"I'm so fuckin' proud of you, Petal! I knew you'd get it"

She laughs and wraps her arms around my neck, hugging me back. I give her another tight squeeze before I set her down, though my arms stay around her waist and hers around my neck.

I lean down and press my lips to hers. She sighs and smiles into the kiss and I pull her closer. We pull away after a minute or so, leaving her a blushing mess. I smile and squeeze her again and she giggles.

"If this is how you're gonna react every time I have good news, then I could definitely get used to it!"

We laugh and suddenly I hear her stomach growl, which causes her to blush.

"Have ya eaten at all, today?"

She just shrugs.

"A little? I've had a couple cups of coffee and a granola bar from a vending machine..."

I frown, saddened from what I just heard.

"That's it? Em, why didn't ya eat?"

She only shrugs again and looks away from me.

"I was just busy. I went to bed late and I had to wake up really early. I ended up oversleeping and didn't really have time for much."

I frown more and bite my lip, but she looks back up at me.

"But I promise, I'm fine! I'll eat what I got just now and it'll hold me off until we get something later! Okay?"

I sigh and nod, causing her to smile.

"Sit down and eat, Petal. I'm gonna look through what Harold gave us."

She nods and I let her go, allowing her to sit down and she digs into her plate. I remain standing as I begin to dig through the fairly large basket.

She finishes her plate and stands up but I catch her before she can, lightly pushing her back into the chair.

"Niall-"

I shake my head and crouch onto my knees a little to meet her height. I lay my hand on top of hers and look into her eyes.

"Petal, we both know that wasn't enough. It's gonna be a long while until we can get something more filling, how about you have my plate too? I ate breakfast and lunch so I'm-"

Before I can finish, my stomach growls and she laughs.

"Fine. But how about we share it? Or are you going to deny what we both just heard?"

I laugh and shake my head, giving in. I stand up and sit in my own chair, opposite to her. We eat and chat until we clean the plate.

"Oh, did ya want t' see what Harry left fer ya?"

Her eyes widen.

"F-for me?"

I nod with a smile and stand up.

"Yeah. He said he was excited t' meet ya."

She blushes.

"How do you know that?"

I blush and look down at the note that was in the basket.

Niall, thanks for coming! Can't wait to see you! And can't wait to meet your girl! ;) Hope you both enjoy! -H x

"He just... wrote a note. Nothing bad..."

She smirks and walks over to me and tries to peak over my shoulder but I quickly tuck the note into my pocket.

"Just a note, I'm sure."

She laughs and I shake my head.

"If ya don't stop bein mean t' me, I'm gonna sell yer stuff online."

She snorts and shakes her head. I smile and shuffle through the basket, pulling out what was meant for her: a Soup Crewneck, a few keychains and a makeup bag. I hold them out to her and her eyes widen a little and she hesitantly takes everything from me, making me laugh.

"This was from Harry? I'll definitely have to thank him if we see him."

I smile and nod.

"Our crewnecks match as well as our keychains, but you got the makeup bag and I got a water bottle."

She smiles and nods. She puts her things back in the basket and holds her arms out to me, quietly asking for a hug. I smile and pull her into my arms, holding her close. I feel her sigh in my arms and I start to rub her back.

"Ya sure yer okay, Em? I know ya said ya were but-"

Before I can finish, I hear the opening to a song and the screaming of fans starts. I turn my head to see the band on the stage before turning my attention back to Emily.

"We should head over there, sound good?"

She nods with a smile. I let go of her waist and take her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. We walk closer to the barrier, closer to the stage and we stand next to Jeff.

My hand leaves Emily's and instead, I wrap my arm around her waist before resting it on her hip and she leans into me with a smile. Jeff turns to us with a smile.

"So is this your first concert Emily?"

She smiles and shakes her head.

"Not my first, but it is my first time seeing Harry! I tried a couple times during his residencies but I work a lot and couldn't get away."

He nods.

"And what do you do?"

She bites her lip before answering.

"Um I'm a voice actor. I direct too, but it's all mostly anime, though I have worked on other projects outside of Funimation and Crunchyroll."

I smile and squeeze her side and kiss the side of her head.

"She does voices fer video games too! And she's  gotten t' work with a lot of famous people! Mark Hamill, Patrick Stump and even Steve Carell."

Jeff's eyes widen and Emily laughs.

"Okay I told you about Patrick, but how did you did you know about the other two? My mother doesn't even know that!"

We all laugh and I shrug. And then her face pales.

"You didn't watch the Killing Joke, did you? Or the Rise of Gru?"

I bite my lip but I nod.

"I watched the Killing Joke... that was interesting. I did not watch the Rise of Gru, but ya did mention that you and Kellen were extras in that."

I can feel the goosebumps on her arm.

"The Killing Joke... now that was dark. Five Nights at Freddy's doesn't give me the creeps like that did... Eugh!"

We all laugh and turn our attention to the stage, to see Harry coming up from the platform. The show starts and from the corner of my eye, I can see Em mouthing the lyrics to every song he's sang so far, which makes me smile.

Looking at this girl at my side... I can't stand to be away from her. Every second I spend with her just feels so full of light and happiness. She finds joy in the simpler things in life and she works hard, doing what she loves. I love being around her... and I need her to know that...

The next song starts and I take the opportunity to pull at her waist and pull her in front of me, wrapping my arms around her. She looks up at me a little and smiles as we begin to sway to the song. She's nodding her head a bit to the song and I bite my lip.

"I'd walk through fire for you, just let me adore you!"

Fuck it.

I lean my head down a little to her ear and whisper to her.

"Will you be mine to adore, Emily?"

I feel her body stiffen and I let her go. She turns around and I see tears threatening to spill.

"A-are you asking me what I think you're asking?"

I bite my lip and nod.

"Will ya? Be my girlfriend?"

Her face softens and tears begin to spill down her cheeks.

"Yes, of course I will. I'd love to be your girlfriend."

I smile and she wraps her arms around my neck while I wrap mine around her waist. I lean down and meet her lips in a kiss. She sighs into the kiss and I pull her closer. Our lips move in sync until we finally pull away, out of breath.

I rest my forehead against hers, a smile never leaving my face. I hug her one last time before lifting my head. She turns back around, though she places her hands on top of mine, which now rest on her stomach.

We dance, laugh and sing along for the rest of the show until Jeff taps on my shoulder and leads us to a room way backstage. He opens the door, allowing Emily and I to walk in while he remains in the doorway, his hand on the knob.

"You guys can hang out here. H and the band will be here in just a few minutes."

We nod and I pull her over to one of the couches and take a seat, with Em taking the open spot next to me. I lay my hand, palm side up, on her knee. She smiles and places her hand on top of mine before she laces her fingers through mine. I turn to her and peck her cheek, causing her cheeks to tint and her smile to grow.

"Did ya have fun, Em?"

She opens her mouth and begins to speak but pauses when the door begins to open. In walks Harry, followed by a few members of his band. I let go of Emily's hand and stand up, and she follows my lead, standing up as well.

Harry smiles when he sees me and he walks over to me with his arms open and I meet him in a hug.

"Nialler!"

"Harry!"

We hug and pat each others backs until we pull away and his attention turns to Em, who's looking down at the ground, her hands behind her back and biting her lip.

Awe, my girl. She must be really nervous.

I walk over to her and wrap an arm around her waist before I peck her cheek in an attempt to ease her nerves. She looks up at me and purses her lips but gives me a small smile before nodding. I smile and guide her over to where Harry is standing, my hand on the small of her back.

"Harry, this is Emily, my girlfriend. Em, well of course ya know who he is."

Emily's POV

"Harry, this is Emily, my girlfriend. Em, well of course ya know who he is."

I really shouldn't be this nervous but my heart won't stop pounding. Harry Styles is standing in front of me. And he knows my name. What has my life come to?! Calm yourself! He's Niall's friend for goodness sake! If you can be normal around Niall, YOUR BOYFRIEND, then you can be normal around Harry.

I take a deep breath before holding my hand out to Harry.

"It's so nice to finally meet you! Niall has told me so much about you! Oh, and Happy Birthday!"

He flashes a smile at me and instead of shaking my hand, he pulls me into a hug. I gasp a little out of surprise but I quickly return his hug. We hug for a minute until I finally pull away, Harry still smiling.

"Thank you! And it's so great t' finally meet you! Niall hasn't stopped talking about you since y' both met! Although he won't tell me how..."

I blush and laugh a little as Niall throws his head back in laughter before he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close to him.

"Now that's because it's funnier t' say in person! She was actually-"

I blush and lightly elbow him in the side. He looks down at me and I stick my lip out in a pout.

"Niall! Don't you dare! It's embarrassing! Seriously?"

He nods as he flashes me a pearly smile. Harry motions over to the large couch that was behind us and we all take a seat as the rest of Harry's band comes in and takes an open seat wherever.

Niall opens his mouth to unfortunately continue on with his story when I hear a gasp and our attention turns to Sarah, Harry's drummer.

"Oh my god! You're.. you're Emily Hoffman!"

Oh my god. Sarah Jones knows who I am?! What?!

I blush and nod and she smiles, grinning from ear to ear!

"I love watching your work! Your vocal range is amazing!"

I blush even more and send her a small smile.

"Thank you! That's so sweet of you to say! I'm really honored that you know who I am!"

I see Mitch laugh and shake his head.

"Are you kidding me? She watches every one of your streams and scarily enough, could probably answer personal questions about you."

We all laugh and Niall raises a brow, making me shrug.

"I mean I'm pretty much an open book. Between panels, streams, and conventions in general, things just kind of come out. And I don't like to shut up, hence why voice acting is probably the best job for me!"

We all laugh again and Sarah leans a little in her seat.

"Honestly though, I didn't know you were a fan of H for the longest time! Not until Ian posted that TikTok!"

I raise an eyebrow.

"Ian? What did he post?"

Her eyes light up and she quickly pulls out her phone and pulls up a video. We all look at her phone to the video playing and my heart drops. The video playing is of my reaction to Harry's House, more specifically, Matilda, the day of the album release.

At that time, I was at a convention with Ian, Monica, Mike, Chris Sabat and Luci. We were all in the green room when I got a notification of the album release, as I had not really been on my phone much that day.

That was also back when I was getting a lot of hate. Many got angry and began to start accounts dedicated to hating me, all because I was constantly smiling. While I share a lot with fans and friends, my smile is sincere and I'm not being fake. But the hate... it really hit hard. They were relentless and eventually it grew hard to ignore.

In the video, you can hear Matilda playing and I let out a loud sob as Luci held me, comforting me as a mother would. My sobs only get louder and all I want to do is hide.

"I... didn't know he posted that. God I need to get after him for that. That's so embarrassing!"

I try to laugh it off and Sarah smiles, shaking her head.

"It was sweet. He posted a little message with it."

She taps her phone a few times before she turns it back around, showing me the screen.

@iansinclairvo Not many know this, but this girl is a warrior. She has feelings like anyone else and while she may smile and mean it, she cries and she has felt pain like any other human. Please show her some kindness. We all love her very much, and we hope you will love her as much as we do!

I tear up and my lip begins to quiver. Niall wraps his arm around my shoulders and he begins to rub my shoulder before he kisses the side of my head.

"I-I didn't realize he was recording... Or that he even posted that."

The room is quiet for a second before Harry speaks up.

"What happened? If y' don't mind me asking?"

I take a deep breath before I proceed.

"Um... at that time? I was getting a lot of hate on social media... People said I was faking everything and they would always say 'what's she got to be happy about' or 'no one is ever that happy unless they did something'. I thought it was dumb. Until they started getting worse."

I take a shaky breath in before I begin again.

"I was happy. I never faked that. I've been through a lot, and that's probably why hearing Matilda made me cry so much... But that's the one thing I won't really talk about in public. But that pain doesn't define me, and I haven't let it, despite everything. And some people just don't like to see others happy."

I hear sniffles and look up to see tears in Sarah's eyes. I stand up and walk over to her before I pull her into a hug. She sniffles and returns my hug and I sigh.

"Please don't cry Sarah, really. It's not worth it. They were just looking to hurt someone's feelings and they picked the one that looked like a weak little girl. I've moved past that and I don't let them upset me anymore."

She pulls away and shakes her head.

"Ts not okay! You're so young! And you've never done anything! I've followed your career for years and you've always been one of my favorite voice actors... You're so kind to everyone you meet and you make each person feel like they're the center of the universe! Everyone loves you! So I just don't-"

Mitch lays a hand on her shoulder and she looks up, still sniffling. I smile and place a hand on top of hers.

"You know why I do that? I don't want anyone to feel left out. No one should feel like that. Every single person I meet becomes important to me. Whether they become a constant in my life or not. I promise, you don't have to be upset. That's long since passed, and now we're here! Each day brings so many new possibilities, there's no need to dwell on the past. So don't waste your tears on those dummies."

She sniffles and nods and I smile. I pay her hand and then make my way back to where I was sitting, resuming my nonchalant cuddle with Niall. He smiles when he sees me sit down and he holds me close. It's quiet for a minute before Harry speaks up.

"So that's why y' were crying during Matilda. Jeffery mentioned he saw y' tear up and I was curious. But we're very glad t' have you here, Emily."

I smile at him and he smiles back. Niall squeezes my hip before he chimes in.

"Now who wants t' hear how we met?"

Everyone laughs and I try and hide my face in his chest.

"Alright so-"

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No one can stop laughing and my face is probably as red as a tomato.

Harry finally stops laughing enough to ask a question.

"So wait... You didn't realize who Niall was until the next day? How?!"

I shrug and blush, laughing lightly.

"I was pretty buzzed and I guess my brain wasn't working right. Which is pretty funny since the last song I had played on my phone had been one of Niall's and I had literally just seen his face. But my brain only said: Look! A hot guy! Try not to embarrass yourself! Which obviously, that didn't work."

Everyone laughs and Sarah shakes her head.

"I still can't get over the fact that you have Zach's ringtone set as a One Direction song and it happened to play in front of Niall!"

I shrug and laugh.

"Well, that was definitely something. I've honestly had that set forever though. It annoys him so I strive to do it more. And in my defense, he seems to hate Temporary Fix the most, no idea why, it's an amazing song-"

Niall tips a pretend hat on his head and we all laugh.

"But it's almost like I had to set it. He's tried to change it multiple times and I always change it back."

Everyone laughs again.

"What's my ringtone, Petal? Just curious."

I blush and bite my lip.

"Um... Well your text tone is Love At First Sight by the Brobecks. And you're ringtone? It's um... It's Fireproof."

I blush and everyone laughs.

"Hey! Sue me! It's a good song! What about you then, mister? What did you set mine as?"

I raise one of my brows with a wicked smile and everyone laughs. Niall kisses my cheek and pulls out his phone. He pulls open my contact and I blush.

Ringtone: Silver Springs

Text tone: If You Ever Did Believe

Damn it, I hate how well he knows me. I love those songs.

I blush more and lay my head on his shoulder as he laughs.

We all hang out and chat until some staff brings in trays of delicious food followed by a few cakes. Niall kisses my cheek and places a hand on my knee before he stands up.

"I'm gonna go make ya a plate, Petal. Harold, mind keeping my girl company? But don't steal her, she's mine."

He just said that with the straightest face, it's so hard not to laugh.

Harry and I both burst out laughing but he nods. Niall playfully rolls his eyes and shakes his head before he walks over to one of the tables. I turn to Harry and we chat while Niall is getting me a plate.

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"Oh come on, y' have to pick one!"

I laugh as I shake my head.

"Honest to god Harry, I can't! I could probably give you my top 10 or 15 but I can't just give you one!"

He laughs and shakes his head as Niall walks up to us, two plates in his hands as he takes his seat back on the other side of me, handing me a plate and a fork.

"What's goin' on?"

I giggle and shake my head.

"Harry is trying to make me pick a favorite of his songs."

Niall snickers and shakes his head as he begins to spoon up some pasta on his fork.

"Hate to break it to ya mate, but she won't even pick her favorite of mine. She won't pick from yers either."

I scoff and shake my head, before turning my attention to the plate in my lap. I stab some pasta onto my fork and take a bite, chewing and swallowing before I decide to reply.

"I can't pick from either of you! Or anything from One Direction! It's too hard! The only one that I actually pick a favorite from is Louis..."

Both of their mouths drop and I can't help but snort and shake my head. Niall then shakes his head before staring into my eyes.

"Please Petal? At least top 5!"

I groan and remove my plate from my lap, reaching over to the nearby empty table and placing it there. I sigh into the couch and let out a huff.

"Fine! Top 5! But that's it!"

They both smile and cheer and Niall kisses my cheek.

"Alright. So, for you Ni, I think my top 5 would probably be Dear Patience, Paper Houses, This Town, Too Much To Ask and Flicker. But damn it you guys are really making this hard for me."

The laugh and I turn my attention to Harry.

"Okay, since you guys have insisted. Choosing a favorite of yours Harry is actually going to hurt me..."

Did I think this was gonna be this hard? No. But it physically pains me to choose.

"Hm... Top 5 Harry songs... Adore You, Matilda, Canyon Moon, Kiwi and Little Freak. Now leave me be. You're making my brain hurt."

Both men laugh as I reach back over to the table, grabbing my plate before leaning back against the couch and resuming to eat. We all eat, talk and drink until we finally decide to call it a night.

Niall and I, followed by Harry, Jeff, Mitch and Sarah slowly make our way out of the arena and make our hike to Niall's Range. Niall's holding tightly onto my hand as we walk with Harry walking on my other side and everyone else trailing behind us.

When we get close enough, I see a few cars still in the parking lot and there is a group of people crowded around the car closest to Niall's car. As we get closer, I can faintly see a familiar face.

That's not... Is it?

I stop for a minute, Niall raising his brow at me as I pull my phone out of my back pocket. I pull open a contact and hit call, listening as it begins to ring.

"Em, what-"

I hold my finger up to Niall, silently asking for a minute as I hold the phone between my cheek my shoulder and I hear a voice come through.

"Hey-"

"Emily Marie, where are you right now?"

"What? I just got out of a concert, why?"

"Turn your head towards the arena. Don't question it, just do it."

I hear her scoff on the other end but the head in front of me turns and I can't help but smile.

"Bitch! Is that your hoe ass I see with all those people."

I chuckle.

"Get your ass over here and find out."

I hang up the phone and the figure, now clear that it's Emily, begins to run towards us, the group she was with following behind. I let go of Nialls hand and hold my arms open as Emily hits me like a bullet train and I can't help but laugh.

We hug for a minute before pulling away and then I finally remembered. Niall. I turn to him and the others with a blush and then I see other people approaching: David, Emily's husband, Clifford, and one of my best friends, Brandon.

"Oh um Niall, guys, these are a few of my coworkers. This is Emily and her husband David, Cliff and Brandon."

All of a sudden I hear a gasp come from Brandon.

"So what? You don't tell me that you're seeing someone, let alone that it's Niall Horan? What gives Em?! I thought you loved me!"

Niall throws his head back in a laugh and I blush as I walk into his arms before he wraps his arms around me in a hug.

"I told Tatum... But if I had told you, you would've blabbed to everyone. And I didn't tell anyone his full name, the only ones that knew were Jen, Aleks and Zach."

Brandon dramatically gasps again and places a hand over his chest.

"You told my husband?! Oh come on!"

We all laugh and Niall squeezes me in his arms before he kisses my head.

"How could I not, Brandon? Not only are you a blabber mouth, but you're like One Direction coo coo! Worse than Megan or even me!"

He scoffs and folds his arms.

"Am not-"

I slightly turn to him with a flat expression.

"Brandon. You dragged me to see Don't Worry Darling with you six times. Six. All because Michael wouldn't go with you."

Harry's eyes widen and Brandon blushes.

"I mean... It was a good movie!...Fuck Em, I hate you so much right now."

I snort and shake my head. Niall lets me go with a smile and I walk over to Brandon, giving him a side hug and patting his back.

"Whatever you say, Brandy. Whatever you say."

He pouts and I laugh at his reaction. I give Cliff, Emily and David and Brandon one more hug before waving them goodbye. They all head to their cars in separate directions and Niall and I head to the Range.

Harry gives Niall a hug and I turn and see Sarah, who has a big smile on her face. I return her smile and I give her a hug.

"Mitch and I will have t' come see you at a con when we can get away from Mr. Busy."

I laugh and shake my head.

"Yeah, just let me know! I'm constantly updating my socials about any appearances and they're always on my site! Message me if you're going and we'll get coffee or something!"

She nods with a smile and we hug before she and Mitch walk off and Harry approaches me with a smile. He holds his arm open for a hug and I smile. I walk into his arms and he pulls me in a tight hug, making me laugh as I return his hug.

"Thank you so much for comin' , Emily. It really was great t' meet you."

"Me too, Harry. It really was a great show and you are even nicer then I ever thought. Oh! And happy birthday again!"

He laughs, thanking me as he squeezes me tight before I pull away. I wave goodbye and get in Niall's car. I sigh in the seat before reaching for my seatbelt and clicking it on.

Niall gets in, a smile plastered on his face. He leans over, placing a finger under my chin before he pulls me into a kiss. I smile, leaning into the kiss. As always, his kiss leaves me breathless as he pulls away, leaving a smile in place of my lips.

I giggle and shake my head, before resting my elbow on the center console with my hand resting on my cheek.

"Hmm what was that for?"

He flashes me a smile before he turns his attention to starting the car and looking in his rear view mirror as begins to reverse the car.

"Nothin'. Can't I kiss my girlfriend?"

I guffaw and fold my arms.

"That was totally more than just 'wanting to kiss your girlfriend' Niall. That wasn't just a peck."

I see his smile widen from the corner of my eye and we laugh as he drives. After about 10 minutes, we reach our hotel. Niall parks the car and we get out, grabbing our bags before heading inside the fancy hotel.

We check in with the concierge, and as soon as Niall is handed the key, he takes my hand and drags me to the closest elevator as we laugh. The elevator pauses a few times before we get off and Niall then leads me to a door. He unlocks it and walks in, holding the door open for me.

I giggle, shaking my head as I follow him into the luxurious room.

We put our bags against the dresser and we back into the bed, collapsing onto the bed. I close my eyes and let out a content sigh, only opening them when I feel someone hovering over me. Niall is laying on his side, resting his cheek in his palm as he looks at me with a wide smile.

"You look like you've got some evil thoughts stirring up in that brain of yours, what is it?"

He chuckles and shakes his head, leaning in a little closer.

"How tired are ya, right now?"

I purse my lips before shrugging a little.

"Why? Did you have something else planned for tonight? It's kind of late..."

He smirks and leans in, this time, placing a small kiss to my lips before wrapping his free arm around my waist, pulling me up onto my side to face him.

"Let's go swimming. I'm in the mood for a late night swim."

My eyes widen and my mouth drops a little.

"Niall- it's almost midnight! And- and I don't have a swimsuit-"

He pecks my lips again and squeezes my waist before pulling away.

"It's fine. C' mon, please?"

He puffs out his bottom lip and gives me his puppy dogs eyes, making me sigh.

"So what, you want me to go swimming in my panties?"

He smirks and nods. I groan and throw my head back. I bite my lip, thinking for a moment before giving in and sighing.

"F-fine!"

He grins and squeezes my hip before pecking my lips.

"Thank you, Petal. I promise, it'll be fun!"

I blush and nod before rolling on to my back and sitting up. Niall raises a brow and I giggle as I stand up, walking to the bathroom. I walk in and close the door behind me. I hear feet shuffling and approach the door as I begin to pull off my shirt before kicking off my shoes.

"Petal, what are ya doin'?"

I blush as I shout to the door as I push down and step out of my pants.

"Um.. Undressing? What did you think I would be doing?"

He chuckles and I hear him lean against the door. I grab a spare robe off the hook on the door and open the door a crack, thrusting my arm through the crack.

"Here. Strip down and put this on. I'll be out in just a minute."

He chuckles and takes the robe from my hand and I bring my hand back in before closing the door. I put on my own robe and tie it to my waist. I then bend down, picking up my clothing and my shoes before turning around and opening the door.

I walk out and sneak over to my bag before kneeling down and opening it. I pull out my sandals and stuff my clothes in, and just as I stand up, a pair of arms wraps around my waist, causing my soul to leave my body as I jump in surprise. Niall laughs as his arms tighten around me and I blush.

He kisses my cheek then nuzzles his chin into my collarbone.

"Are ya ready, Em?"

I bite my lip and nod my head. He squeezes my waist and lets out a sigh as he lets me go, instead grabbing my hand. He grabs the keycard off the dresser and then we head for the door, closing it quietly behind us.

We head down the hall quietly to the elevator as we try our best to hold back our giggles. We manage to make it to the pool without being noticed, despite our giggling. We walk inside the indoor pool area, closing the door quietly.

Niall lets go of my hand, walks over to a nearby shelf and grabs a few towels before walking over to a nearby lounge chair. He takes off his robe and lays it on the chair before he turns to me. I walk over to his with a blush present on my cheeks, biting my lip.

"Ya gonna get in with me?"

I nod, not looking at him.

"Y-you get in first though."

He chuckles and nods. He slips off his sandals, walks to the edge of the pool and sits down before he slides himself right in. He then turns to me and beckons me with his hand.

"C'mon, Petal! The waters fine! I promise!"

I sigh and nod.

"But close your eyes! Don't open them until I say!"

He chuckles and nods, shutting his eyes. I take a deep breath before slipping off my flip flops and I untie the robe, starting to remove it before coming to a stop. I shout to Niall, though my back is facing him.

"You're not peeking right?"

I hear his laugh echo.

"I promise! Now hurry up!"

I bite my lip, removing my robe and setting it down on the lounge chair before turning around to face the pool. Niall's eyes remain closed as I make my way to the steps and quickly step in, wincing at the cold. I wade my way over to Niall, submerging myself in the pool before I finally reach him.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now."

Niall opens his eyes and smiles before he wraps his arms around my waist. He lifts me up a little so I wrap my legs around his waist, a blush present on my cheeks.

"Yer so cute Em, I swear."

I giggle and scoop a little water in my hand, playfully splashing him. We start laugh and splash each other more until his lips find their way on mine. My lips move in sync against his, and I get so lost in him that I don't notice wrapping my arms around his neck.

He pulls me in closer as he kisses me, one hand still holding on to me as the other begins to roam my body. He grasps my breast,slightly pinching my nipple underneath the thin fabric. I gasp and moan into the kiss, causing him to pinch a little harder.

His hand makes its way down my body as he bites my lip and slips his tongue in my mouth. I pant and his fingers start to play with the hem of my panties, his fingers caressing my bare skin underneath. Just as he starts to pull them down, we hear a commotion, causing the both of us to jump.

Niall puts me down and we look up to see the same concierge from before, his face bright red.

"Mr. Horan! Finally! Please vacate the pool! It closed at 10 o'clock! It is currently one thirty!"

We both blush and nod. He hums and stomps off as we start to get out. With our faces bright red, we grab our towels and slip on our robes and shoes, heading back to our hotel room. As soon as we're in the safety of our room, we both burst out laughing.

"I think we should probably shower. We need to wash the chlorine off our bodies and our um... underwear."

He nods and nods his head towards the bathroom.

"Together? It'd probably be faster so we can both get t' bed."

"But Niall-"

He smiles and kisses my cheek.

"I know Petal. We can stay in our underwear. That should be enough. Just like a swimsuit, right?"

I blush and nod, biting my lip.

"Great. Let's get some clean clothes t' lay out fer when we're done. I'll change in the room though, s' ya can change in the bathroom."

I let out a sigh of relief and nod, moving towards my bag. I pull out a clean pair of underwear and my nightdress before standing back up, holding onto my clothes.Niall enters the bathroom and I enter behind him, closing the door behind the both of us.

Niall takes off his robe, hanging it up before he turns and pushes open the door to the large shower. He enters it, turning it on and adjusting the temperature as I remove my robe, hanging it up and placing my clean clothes on the nearby bench.

Niall gets it to a good temperature and then holds his hand out to me, so I take it, stepping into the steamy shower. He closes the door and pulls me close.

"Water okay, Em? Not too hot or too cold?"

I shake my head with a smile.

"It's perfect. It feels great."

I walk under the shower head and I start to rinse myself off when I'm stopping by Niall wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. He holds me tight against his chest and my cheeks flush.

"Niall-"

He turns me around so I'm facing him and my hands rest on his naked chest. I bite my lip but I look him in the eyes to see a serious expression on his face.

"I want t' make ya feel good, Petal. I would've in the pool but obviously we were-"

Feel good? Like earlier? That was- that was hot. He means more though, right? He must. But I'm a virgin... I don't know if I told him...

I can't take it anymore and I burst out my thoughts.

"Niall, I'm a virgin..."

He smiles and pecks my lips.

"Thank ya fer tellin' me, Petal. I had assumed so but it means everything that ya felt you could tell me. Do you want me t' make ya feel good?"

I can only blush and bite my lip, but I nod.

I do want that... But I'm terrified... Am I really ready for that? What-

"Em-. Petal! Emily-"

I'm cut from my thoughts by the sound of Niall's voice.

"Huh?"

He sighs with a relieved smile.

"Em, if this is freakin' ya out we can wait-"

"N-no! I want to! I'm just- I'm scared..."

He squeezes my waist with a smile.

"That's okay, Petal. We'll go slow, I promise. Nothing too big tonight. Tell me what ya want me t' do okay? It's all up to you."

He pecks my cheek and I blush.

"I liked what you were doing in the pool... Were you- Were you going to touch me d-down there?"

He smiles and nods.

"You want me to Em? It's what you want. I just want t' make my girl feel good."

I blush and bite my lip before looking into his eyes.

"What... What would you do?"

He smiles and pulls me into a hot kiss. I melt into his touch as he pulls me into him, though his hands find the hem of my panties for the second time today. He pulls away from the kiss, leaving me a panting mess.

"Can these come off, Petal? Or do you want them t' stay on?"

I blush, biting my lip as I think.

"Would you still... Would I still feel good if they stayed on?"

He smiles and nods.

"Whatever yer comfortable with, Em. That's all that matters. Do ya trust me, Petal?"

I nod and he smiles. His hand begins to creep down and his fingers begin to lightly mingle over my folds. He removes his other hand from my ass and instead placed it on the small of my back to hold me upright.

He starts to lightly press on me and I can't help but let out a small squeak, causing him to laugh.

"N-Niall... please. Do- something!"

He chuckles and shakes his head and that's when I start to feel it. He finger begins to poke at my hole. I grip his arm and he kisses my cheek in response.

"Shhh, it's okay Em. Just relax. 'M right here, you're gonna feel so good, Petal."

He begins to insert his finger and I bit my lip. Once he's in all the way, he begins to pull it in and out, making my toes curl.

"Niall- More! I-it's good!"

He kisses my lips softly and begins to tease my hole with a second finger. He then slowly pushes both of them in and stops, letting me adjust to the new sensation. He kisses my shoulder and traces kisses up to my neck and ge starts to suck and nibble at my sensitive skin.

I gasp and tense up, overstimulated with all the new sensations. Niall curls his fingers inside of me, making a 'come hither' motion with them. He then starts to slowly thrust his fingers in and out of my cunt, progressively speeding up as I moan and lean into his touch.

"Yer doin' so good fer me, Em. Just relax, I'm gonna take care o' ya."

I do as he says, leaning into him completely with my head on his shoulder as he continues to thrust his fingers inside my sensitive cunt. My stomach is filled with butterflies and at that moment, I feel as if I'm going to burst.

"N-Niall! I t-think I'm-!"

He thrusts his fingers even faster as he presses on my cunt with his thumb, pushing me to the edge.

"Niall!"

I moan, throwing my head back into his shoulder, my toes curling as I pant.

"That's it, Em. Let go fer me. 'M right here, Petal."

He sucks on my neck as I come undone, leaving me a panting, shaking mess before him. Niall removes his hand from my panties, quickly rinsing his hand off under the now cold water from the shower before he turns me around so I face him.

He pecks my lips with a smile and we stand under the shower head in comfortable silence. I lay my head back on his shoulder and Niall moves his hand to my hair, carefully removing my pony tail so I can rinse my hair.

We finish rinsing off, albeit quickly as the water was ice cold, and Niall turns the shower off.

He kisses my forehead before he opens the shower door, grabbing 2 nearby towels. He wraps one around his waist before he wraps one around my shoulders and I grabs the edges of the towel, pulling it close and tight. He steps out, grabbing the bath mat and laying it down before he turns to me.

"Ya feelin' okay, Em? I know that was a lot on ya..."

I nod my head and smile. I wrap my towel around my body properly and fasten it, holding it together before stepping closer to Niall. He smiles as I wrap my arms around his neck and he leans down, meeting my lips in a kiss.

"I'm perfect. Though my legs are still shaking a little. That was... definitely amazing."

He chuckles and squeezes my waist before letting me go and I pull my arms away. He walks out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him so he can change. I quickly remove my towel and change into my fresh change of clothes, setting aside my wet underwear to put in a bag later. I blow dry my hair and brush my teeth and that's when I notice my neck. I am completely covered in hickeys.

"Niall Horan, I am going to get you! My neck is not a buffet!"

He lets out a loud laugh through the door and I roll my eyes.

"Are you decent? I'm about done in here."

I hear him chuckle and shout a faint 'yes' through the door. I put my wet clothes in a plastic bag, leaving an extra for Niall on the counter, before opening the door and coming into the room. Niall is laying on the large bed, his back against the headboard. He turns his head to face me and shoots me a smile. I drop my clothes by my bag before getting on the bed, curling up next to him. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me into him, leaning down and pecking the top of my head.

"Bathroom is all yours, I left a plastic bag on the counter for you for your wet clothes so you don't get everything else in your bag wet."

We squeezes my shoulder before he lets go and sits up, moving off of the bed and walking around the bed to the bathroom.

"My girl! So considerate! I didn't even think to do that!"

I giggle and shake my head before pulling the covers back and getting under them. Niall finishes brushing teeth and takes the bag off the counter before turning off the light and coming back in to the bedroom. He puts his wet clothes in the bag and then comes back over to the bed, pulling back the covers before getting in.

We lay down and Niall turns out the light. I turn my back to the wall and Niall wraps his arms around me waist, pulling me into his arms. He kisses my shoulder and squeezes my waist as I hum in his embrace.

"Night, Petal. Sweet dreams."

I smile and cuddle into his embrace.

"Sweet dreams, Niall."

I close my eyes, falling asleep to the soft sounds of Niall's snores.

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I wake up the next morning and I stretch a little, only to find something hard poking against my backside.

What in the hell?

I try to turn around when Niall tightens his arms around my waist. I sigh, reluctantly deciding to wake him up.I turn my head towards him to make sure he can hear me and I see his eyes begin to squint as he wakes up. He opens his eyes and smiles as he sees me.

He loosens his grip around my waist, so I turn to face him with my hands resting on his bare chest. He pulls me into a steamy kiss and I can't help but moan. He tightens his grip around my waist, pulling me closer, and that's when I feel it again.

I push against his chest and he pulls away with a pout.

"Hey! You normally love my-"

I shake my head and pull away from him more.

"I do but there's something poking me-"

His face pales and he looks down, biting his lip. I furrow my brows in confusion but look down as well and that's when I see it.

Oh. That's... what that was. Wow.

There is a small tent forming in his shorts and I can't help but blush as well. We both look back up but Niall doesn't look at me.

"Um.. I'll just get up and uh- take care of this..."

He sits up to get out of bed and before I can think, I grab his hand and pull him back down. We're both blushing madly but nonetheless, I wrap my arms around his neck and he finally looks me in the eyes.

"Hold on. You're fine, Niall. Let's just talk about this. I mean I know I'm inexperienced with the touching and all that but I understand. And we should be able to talk about this. Do you want to tell me what made you hard?"

I blush more as the words leave my mouth but I look right into his eyes. He bites his lip though but he nods.

"I had uh- a dream. And... You were there.. We were back in the pool... And i dunno, one thing let to another and I just..."

I shoot him a small reassuring smile.

"It made you hard."

He blushes more and nods. He wraps his arms around my waist and sits up, pulling me up with him.

"I know we've never talked about it and I really didn't mean for last night to go that far-"

I quickly lean in and peck his lips, interrupting him.

"Last night was amazing. I wanted that. With you. And I want to repay you for last night."

His mouth gapes and he shakes his head.

"Emily, no. I don't wanna rush ya and-"

"Niall, please. I want to do this. I mean, you'll have to talk me through it a little bit so I don't hurt you, but I really want to do this. And it was bound to happen at some point! At least I hoped so-"

He cuts me off by pulling me into a kiss.

"Have I ever told ya how amazing I think ya are?"

I giggle and shrug.

"You can remind me how much after we're done."

Before he can respond, I scoot back out of his lap and onto the bed. I'm on me knees and Niall scoots up to the headboard, placing a pillow behind his back so he's comfortable.

I bite my lip, a little nervous, but I push myself, reminding myself to go slow. I start by taking my hand and gently palming the growing bulge in his shorts. Niall starts breathing a little heaving but I look up and see him biting his lip, so I continue.

I rub on his bulge a little bit when a hand stops me.

"Petal... Please. I-it's startin' to hurt. Need ya t-to do more."

I nod and grab the waist band of his shorts and his boxers, pulling them down all the way. I hand them to Niall, a blush visible on my face as he throws them somewhere in the room. Niall motions me over with his hand, so i scooch up closer to him. He takes my hand in his and guides me over to his pulsing cock.

"W-wow Ni.. Y-you're so big."

He chuckles and blushes.

"Well thank ya, Petal. That's a good thing, I hope."

I blush and nod.

"Okay Em, how much do ya know?"

I give him a shrug.

"Um I guess a little. Moving my hand up and down and playing with the tip, guys like that from what I've heard."

He nods with a smile.

"I want ya to spit on yer hand fer me, 'kay? It'll feel better that way. Then you can start."

I nod, doing as he says and taking my hand, placing it onto his cock. Niall hisses instantly and I look at him in panic. He sees my panic and his expression softens.

"I'm okay, Em. Just a bit sensitive, it'll get better. Just keep goin'."

I nod reluctantly and I start to move my hand up and down slowly. I gradually start to speed up, even rubbing his tip a little with my thumb. Niall quietly pants but he gasps when i suddenly stop.

"Em-"

I look him straight in the eyes, a serious expression plastered on my face.

"I-I want to do more.."

His eyes widen and his cheeks tint.

"Y-you mean-"

"You made me feel so good and I want to make sure you feel just as good."

He gives me a soft smile and he nods.

"Alright then. I want ya t' spit on my cock now. Can ya do that, baby?"

I blush furiously but I nod. I lean down and spit right onto his cock. I look back up at him and he nods reassuringly.

"Go ahead, Petal. Start slow, don't push yerself."

I start by slowly licking his tip. Niall lets out a breathy moan and he places his hand on top of my head.

"T-that's good, Petal. Now slowly, take m' cock into yer mouth. Just a bit, 'kay? Then, ya can slowly take more. But remember to breathe, Em."

I nod and take his tip all the way in my mouth. I start to suck and his breath hitches. I take that as a sign and i take him further in my mouth. I start to move up and down and he grabs my ponytail as he groans.

"F-fuck Em, just like that baby, yer doin' so good."

I take more of his cock down my throat, deciding to push myself by taking his all the way in my mouth. The second his cock hits the back of my throat, I start to gag a bit but i push through. Niall pulls me up though, and when i turn to look at him, I see worry in his eyes. I shake my head, push back down all the way and I start to suck again.

"Fuck, Petal! Yer doin' amazing! Just like that! 'M close!

He grips my ponytail again as I move up and down on his cock, speeding up as he continues to groan.

"Fuck! I-I'm g-gonna come, Petal! Ya g-gotta tell me where ya want me t' come."

Fuck I want to taste him so bad.

I speed up even more, sucking harder as Niall groans.

"Em, i-if ya don't stop I-I'm gonna!"

I turn slightly, staring into his eyes and I give him a small nod as i continue to suck on his cock. He throws his head back and grips my ponytail harder as I continue to suck on his cock. A second later, Niall groans and throws his head back as he comes, shooting his hot cum down my throat. I suck on his cock a few more times before pulling off of him and sitting up.

Before I can do anything else, Niall grabs my hand and pulls me into a hot kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist. I sigh into his kiss as our lips move in sync, albeit a bit messy. We pull away for air and I have to try and catch my breath as Niall lets out a breathy laugh. I rest my forehead against his as he holds me tight.

"You are.. the most incredible woman I have ever met."

I snort and pinch his side, making him laugh.

"I bet you say that to every girl that sucks your dick."

He laughs again, shaking his head.

"Would ya stop? I'm tryin' to be sincere! Besides, you were my first in a long while. But it was even better knowing it was you, Em."

I blush and open my mouth to say something when I'm interrupted by Niall's phone ringing.

'And if you don't love me now (You don't love me now)

You will never love me again

I can still hear you sayin'

You would never break the chain'

Niall groans and reaches over to the nightstand and grabs his phone. His eyes widen and he looks a little panicked as he answers.

"Shit Harry, 'm so sorry! Didn't see the time!"

I hear muffles through the phone and Niall scoffs.

"Get yer damn mind outta the gutter, Harold! We'll be there in a bit!"

I roll off of Niall, causing him to put as I get off the bed and head over to my bag, pulling out some clean clothes as Niall talks on the phone.

"Shut up, I'm goin! See you in a bit!"

He hangs up and sighs, throwing his head up against the headboard. I leave my clean clothes on the edge of the bed before sauntering over to Niall. He smirks and hold his arms out to me. I sit on his now covered lap and he takes me in his arms.

"I guess i forgot t' mention. Harry said he wanted t' go golfing today. Would that be okay with ya?"

I smile and nod.

"Yeah, that sounds fun! You'll have to teach me though. The last time i played golf, it was mini golf like eons ago and I wouldn't really count that."

He smirks and nods.

"I'd love to teach ya. It'll show everyone around us that yer mine."

I giggle and shake my head.

"I don't think you'll have to worry about that, Niall. I could care less about anyone else."

He smiles and pecks my lips, making me smile. He pats my thigh and squeezes it.

"C'mon pretty girl, lets get dressed. Can't let mister impatient wait anymore."

I giggle and nod. I get up, grabbing my clothes and I quickly get changed in the bathroom. I finish and come back out to see Niall fully dressed and he turns to look at me.

He whistles and I blush. He walks over to me and pulls me into a hot kiss. I grab at his shirt and he pulls away, making me pout.

"Damn, I don't know if I want t' leave now. I gotta share ya and I can't have ya all to myself."

I giggle and peck his lips.

"You're telling me! You look hot as hell! How am I supposed to keep other girls away from you?"

Niall laughs and shakes his head. He pecks my lips but that quickly turns into another hot kiss. His hands begin to linger down my body until he finds my ass and he hesitantly grips it. I gasp and he takes the opportunity

He begins to pull the hem of my dress up as his phone goes off again. He pulls away from my lips, groaning in frustration.

"Goddamn it! Why did I tell him yes?"

I giggle and pat his chest.

"Let's pack up and get out of here so he stops calling."

He chuckles and nods. We quickly pack up the rest of our stuff and check out of the hotel. We load everything up in his car before getting in, and Niall quickly starts the car, pulling out of the hotel parking lot.

He drives us to this lavish country club, holding my hand the whole time as he drives. He finds the closest spot and parks before he throws his head back on the seat, sighing. He turns to look at me and I squeeze his hand.

"You okay, Ni? You look a little bugged."

He nods and squeezes my hand.

" 'M fine, Petal. Let's just go before he calls."

I smile and nod, and I lean in, pecking his lips. He smiles and squeezes my hand one more time before he pulls away.

We get out and Niall opens the trunk, pulling out a set of golf clubs. I widen my eyes in surprise and he shrugs before letting out a small chuckle.

"What? 'M always prepared to golf. Now lets go get ya yer own set! We can rent some inside. I'd let ya use mine but I'm left handed and yer not..."

I chuckle and shake my head.

"No worries."

He smiles and slings his golf bag on his shoulder, taking my hand in the other and we walk inside to the main building. We check in and Niall rents a set of clubs for me, slinging it on his shoulder along with his own, despite any arguments I had. We head outside to the restaurant outside of the course and that's when we spot Harry.  

We walk over to his table and he looks up from his phone, smiling when he spots us.

"Finally! There you are! I was worried I was gonna turn 30 before y' got here!"

We all laugh and Niall rolls his eyes as we sit down at the table.

"Sorry, Harold! We got distracted! I didn't see what time it was!"

Harry laughs and I blush, mentally sliding down my seat in embarrassment.

Yeah, sorry that was me...

" I dunno about you both, but 'm starving!"

Niall and I nod in agreement and we open our menus. Our waiter comes over and brings over coffee, taking our orders before walking off. Niall and Harry start talking as I poor cream and sugar in my coffee, taking a sit of the now semi- bitter beverage. Niall takes a hold of my knee from under the table, surprising me and causing me to jump a little in my seat.

Niall and Harry laugh, causing my face to turn beat red.

"You good there, babe?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine. What's up? I guess I zoned out a little."

Niall smiles and squeezes my knee.

"We were just talkin'. Since ya never played real golf before, we wanted t' know if ya wanted t' start at the driving range or if ya wanted to go on the course right away. But if ya did want t' start on the course, I'd help ya until ya got used to it."

I bite my lip and think for a minute.

"I mean I get the general point of it, so I guess the golf course is fine. And I feel better knowing you'll be there."

He smiles and takes my hand from under the table and laces his finger through mine, squeezing my hand. Our server comes back over, handing out our plates before walking away again. Niall lets my hand go and we all dig in to our breakfast. After I take a few bites of my pancakes, I feel Niall's hand on my knee again, but this time, his hand begins to trace up to my thigh. I look up at him and my face is beet red.

"Niall-!"

He laughs, moving his hand up more.

"What? I  just want a bite of yer pancakes, Petal!"

"Nuh uh! You have your own! The last time I gave you a bite of something, you took a big bite and ate most of it!"

"C'mon, Em! Yours has chocolate chips in it! Just one bite! You can decide how much!"

He pouts, though his hand traces even further up my thigh until he reaches the very wet spot on my panties. I bite my lip and close my legs, trying to silently tell him to stop as I fork up a bit of pankcake and hold my fork up to his mouth.

He smiles and takes a bite, humming at the taste. His hand remains at my panties and he begins to rub on the wet spot with one finger. I bite back a moan and I lower my hand down, lightly smacking his hand, giving him a stern look. He chuckles and slowly pulls his hand away.

Harry sits there for a minute and he begins to laugh. Niall and I both raise an eyebrow at him and he shakes his head, his laugh dying down.

"Sorry, 's just been a while since I've seen Niall this happy and relaxed."

Niall smiles and pats Harry's back.

"I am mate, I really am. Happiest I've been in a while."

Harry smiles and pats Niall's back in return. We all finish our breakfast and decide to head on to the course. Harry excuses himself to go get a golf cart and the second he's gone, Niall's places his hand on my ass.

"Niall, will you quit it! You're making me-ugh! Just stop! Harry will literally be back in a minute!"

He leans down to my ear, biting it before whispering to me.

"Fine, later then. But yer drivin' me crazy, Petal. And we keep getting interrupted."

He moves away from me a little, a pout forming on his face as he does. I sigh and turn to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Having gotten his attention, he wraps his arms around my waist and looks in to my eyes.

"I promise I will make it up to you later, okay? Just behave and no more grabbing until we're done. Then and only then, can you have at me."

He smirks and leans down.

"Could we... try somethin' new?"

I blush and nod, crossing my legs.

"We can talk more about this later but.. as long as it's not going all the way yet, we can try something new."

He nods and smiles, leaning in before pecking my lips.

"Course, Petal. We'll only do what you're comfortable with, ya know that. But I think yer gonna like what I've got in mind."

I blush and nod. He hugs me, squeezing me tight but pulls away when Harry honks the horn of the golf cart. We grab our golf bags and get in the cart with Niall sitting next to Harry and myself in the back. Harry drives us to the first hole and I can't help but stare in awe.

I've never actually been on a golf course when its green, only when the grass was pretty much dead, back home around the wintertime when they did the balloon glows. It's so... beautiful.

Harry tees off first and then Niall, then its my turn. Niall pulls a club from my bag and beckons me over. I slip on my glove and take the club from him. He then gets behind me, wrapping his arms around me and placing his hands on top of mine.

"Alright, Petal. Ya wanna get into yer proper stance like this, nice and comfy. When ya go t' swing, relax yer shoulders and let it flow through ya. Eyes on yer target, Petal."

I nod and I take a deep breath. With Niall still holding on to me, I line up my club with the ball, practicing my swing a few times before swinging all the way and the ball flies through the air.

Niall adjusts his hold one he and squeezes me tight before kissing my cheek.

"Well done, Petal! That was a beautiful swing!" 

I blush and hug him back. He lets me go and takes my club from me while Harry comes over and gives me a high five.

"That was an amazing swing! Y' sure you've never played before?"

I giggle and nod.

"Only mini golf, when i was a mere fetus. I definitely would not count that."

He laughs and shakes his head.

We end up playing until sundown. Niall takes my clubs into the office, leaving Harry and I to chat for a few minutes. He stands next to me, his arms crossed but a smile is on his face.

"Y' know, I really don't think I've ever seen him this happy. It's nice t' see. I don't get to see him as often as I used to, so it's comforting t' know he's got someone that really cares about him."

I smile and nod.

"I really do care about him. Being with him... I don't know how to describe it honestly. I haven't been in many relationships and I know I'm still young but I can't stop smiling around him."

Harry smiles and nods, and so I keep going.

"Sue me if this is too cheesy, but with Niall? i don't think I've ever felt so safe... and so loved. Like I'd consider myself a bit of an introvert and I'd rather sleep than hang out with friends. I'm not the biggest fan of crowds either. But with Niall? I crave being around him, and I'd do anything for him, whether he asked me to or not... I've never felt like this before.Call me stupid... or even naive... but I think I'm really falling for him."

Harry smiles and unfolds his arms.

"That's comforting t' hear. I think you make a nice couple. I see him light up around you, and I've never seen him do that before. With anyone. So thank you f' makin' him so happy."

I give him a smile and just as I'm about to say something, Niall comes out from the rental area and he takes my hand.

"What were you two talkin' about just now?"

Harry and I smirk and I just shrug at Niall.

"Just about how weird we think you are. Nothing new, babe."

He smirks and starts to tickle my side, making me snort and struggle in his hold. He lets me go, chuckling and he grabs my hand again, swinging his bag on his opposite shoulder. We all head back to the parking lot, talking as we walk.

"Oh, hey I forgot Ni. We're having a Grammys watch party on Sunday. It starts at 3. Aleks said you're welcome to come if you want to."

Harry laughs a little and Niall smiles.

"I'd love to, Em. I'll definitely be there."

I smile and Harry playfully scoffs.

"What, I'm not invited too?"

I snort and shake my head.

"No, the Grammys is pretty much Aleks' reason to throw a party in honor of Lizzo. And you're nominated and performing so... I don't think you can be in two places at once. But if things were different, you'd definitely be invited."

We all chuckle and he nods. We exchange hugs and Harry gets into his car and with one last wave, he drives away. Niall puts his golf bag in the back and we get in. I buckle my seat belt and when I sit back up, Niall grabs my chin and pulls me into a hot kiss.

"Niall-"

"Need you, baby. I need ya so bad, it hurts. I dunno if I can wait anymore."

He whines, pulling at my dress and I can't help but frown.

"Okay. I'll make it better. But you have to get on the freeway first. Get on the freeway, turn on cruise control and I'll pull you out. But your eyes need to stay on the road. We don't want to get caught. Think you can do that?"

He groans and nods.

He starts the car and pulls out of the country club and gets onto the street. He gets onto the freeway and the second he's able to he turns on his cruise control. With one hand remaining on the wheel, he looks at me with a painful, pleading expression on his face. I reach over, unzipping his shorts before slowly pulling his cock out of his boxers. He hisses at the exposure but bites his lip, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"Fuck. Petal, please."

I spit on my hand and I slowly start to play with his tip. He throws his back, his eyes closing as he groans.

"Niall, eyes on the road or I stop."

"Petal, yer teasin' me! 'Ts not nice..I need more!"

I smirk, continuing my slow work on his cock.

"You wanna talk about what's not nice? You teased me at breakfast in front of Harry. Touching me. I'm sensitive, I almost came right then and there.  I know you think I'm innocent, maybe I am, but I can be mean too. When I want to."

I decide to ease up on my teasing, and I'm finally moving my hand up and down his cock in a steady rhythm. Niall groans, though he's finally listening as his eyes remain on the road.

"F-fuck, Em! Baby! I-Im gonna come!"

"Shh I know, Ni. I got you baby, hold on."

I unbuckle my seat belt before carefully leaning my head down, taking his cock into my mouth. All it takes is a few sucks and hes groaning, gripping my hair as he shoots ropes of his hot come in to my mouth. I swallow everything, moaning at the taste and the vibration making Niall moan. I pull off of him and put my seat belt back on, leaving him a panting mess.

"Fuck, babe. I... was not expecting that from you... But I hope to god it happens again."

I giggle as I reach over, tucking his cock back into his boxers before zipping his shorts up.

"Honestly, I'm a little surprised myself. But your right.. it was hot... I'm.."

He smirks, reaching a hand over and resting it in between my legs.

"My dirty girl. Yer place? I've got an extra change of clothes in m' bag."

I blush, pushing his hand and setting it right against the very wet spot of my panties.

"Y-yeah. I don't have to go in tomorrow either, w-we just have to be quiet."

He nods, his eyes remaining on the road, though his hand starts applying pressure to my clit. He gets off the freeway, continuing his movements as he pulls up to my house and parks behind Jenny's car on the street. I let out a moan, throwing my head back against the seat.

"Shh I know, baby, I know. Let's get ya inside. I promised ya we'd try somethin' new, didn't I?"

I nod, biting my lip as I try to hold back another moan. Niall removes his hand, unbuckling his seat belt before grabbing his keys and getting out. I unbuckle myself, slowly getting out as Niall grabs his bag from the back. He locks the car and I pull my keys out as we approach the front door. I unlock it, quietly stepping in with Niall following behind me. I close the door, locking it before taking Niall's hand as I start to lead him to my room, only stopping to turn around when I hear a voice.

"Zach is gonna kill you when he finds out you brought your boyfriend over, Em."

The voice belonged to Aleks, who's sitting at the kitchen island.

"Yeah, well, last time I checked, Jenny and I are paying rent and you guys pay for groceries and utilities. He can kiss my ass."

He chuckles as I walk away, leading Niall upstairs to my room. We walk into my room and Niall closing the door.

"I'm sorry it's a bit cluttered. No one really comes in here but me and I'm not exactly home much. I can take the light down if you-"

He drops his bag and pulls me into his arms, his lips quickly covering mine.

"It's perfect, Em. It was you written all over it."

I blush and he kisses my cheek.

"Y-You said you wanted to try something new? And it would make me feel really good..."

He nods and gestures to my bed.

"Lay down f' me, love. On yer back."

He lets me go and I nod. I slip off my shoes and lay on my bed, my head laying on my pillows. Niall slips off his shoes and socks before he gets on my bed on his hands and knees, towering above me.

"Alright, pretty girl. Ya know how you made me feel good touching and sucking on m' cock?"

I nod, my cheeks darkening.

"A-are you gonna do the same to me? S-suck on m-my um... my clit?"

He smiles and nods.

"Only if yer okay with it, Petal. Will you let me?"

I nod, squirming under his sultry gaze. He smiles and he starts to pull my dress up to my waist.

"Can I take the rest off, Petal?"

"J-just my dress right? Not my bra?"

He smiles and nods as I let out a sigh of relief before nodding myself.

He sits up a little and pulls the rest of my dress off, throwing it to a random corner in my room. He lifts me up slightly and pulls me all the way up, laying me slightly up against the headboard. He traces his hands down my body, stopping when he gets to the waistband of my panties. He looks at me one more time and I nod to him. 

He pulls my panties down all the way, tossing them behind him somewhere.  He scoots down and lifts my legs up onto his shoulders.

"My poor baby. Have ya been this wet all day, Petal?"

I nod and bite my lip.

"Since this morning. Before we left the hotel..."

He smiles and lowers his head down more, and his tongue meets my clit. breath hitches and I let out a moan at this new feeling.

"N-Niall!"

He begins to lick at my clit before submerging his entire mouth on to me. I writhe in pleasure and he pushes my legs off his shoulders, pushing my thighs into the bed. He beings to suck on my clit, though his tongue continues to move up and down against my sensitive folds.

"Fuck! Niall! God, please don't stop!"

"Sshh, Petal. Gotta keep quiet, remember? Be good fer me, baby."

He suckles on my clit and pushes his nose onto my folds, putting pressure on me.

"OH FUCK NI-"

He reaches up and slaps a hand on my mouth as he continues to suck on my clit.

"Petal, ya gotta keep it down. C'mon baby, you can do it. I'm gonna remove my hand now, 'kay?"

I nod and he pulls his hand away and resumes his attack on my clit.

"Baby, I-I'm close! I feel like I'm gonna b-burst!"

His hand finds my clit and before I can think, he enters a finger inside me as he continues to lap up my wetness.

"It's okay, Petal. Come fer me, I got ya."

I curl my toes and throw my head back, biting my lip before letting out a quiet moan.

"F-fuck... Niall... Shit..."

I come undone, and I melt at the sound of Niall sucking at my clit, moaning at the taste. He slurps up the last bit and pulls away, pulling me back down so my bead is back on the pillows. He gets up and grabs a tissue, cleaning me up before throwing away the tissue. All the while, I'm panting as if I just ran a marathon.

Niall crawls up to me and lays down next to me before taking my waist in his arms.

"How ya feelin', Em?"

I giggle, cuddling up to him.

"Pretty damn good. Do you think you could grab me a t-shirt and a new pair of panties though? Panties are middle drawer and the shirts are up in my closet."

He nods and kisses the top of my head before getting up. He pulls out a large t-shirt from my closet and gets a pair of panties from my dresser before he comes back over to the bed. He lays the clothes down in front of and he strips down to his boxers, tossing his clothes in my laundry hamper. I slip on my clean panties as well as my shirt, before reaching under my shirt, pulling off my bra and throwing it in my hamper across the room.

I throw my covers back and Niall turns out the light before getting into bed with me. He pulls me against his chest, his arms wrapped around my waist as we cuddle up close to one another. He pecks my cheek and rests his head on my shoulder before whispering in my ear.

"G'night, Petal. Sweet dreams."

"Night Niall."

I open my mouth, so close to saying 'I love you', but I hold back, cuddling into him as I drift off to sleep. 

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[at-weeb96]

I saw your ask game post, so I wanna ask these two:

Favourite moment in the show

Favourite "Important" headcanon (ex: Finn and HW eventually hooked up)

Favourite "Unimportant" headcanon (ex: Marceline and PB pulled a few strings to make the former happen)

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ooh this is an interesting one. I have a lot of thoughts on this so strap in and buckle up my dude

Favorite Moment- Since I already said Varmints was my favorite episode and there are so many good character moments in the series, I'll have to go with the ending montage and PB and Marcy's reconciliation in the RC Mines. The ending montage just warms my heart to know there are still adventures to be had with our favorite characters and that our own interpretations and headcanons can take shape with the stories not shown (although they may have changed post DL and who know what's to come with F&C)

Now for the moment from my fav episode. This scene is what made appreciate PB's character and made her my favorite AT character. We see Peebles at her lowest point when she is no longer in control of her life and pushed away those she tried to trust and form relationships with.

First her "family" betrayed her and she was forced to "lobotomize" them to keep them from hurting her and her brother Neddy (if you remember, her hat was once a piece of Gumbald's merchandise) Then when she found someone to share her life with, she (Marcy) ended up "betraying" her too (and wrote a banger of a diss track in the process) And then she was betrayed by her own people and forced into exile from her home by that dilweed KOO (and even stole and wore her clothes that creep)

And the final nail in the coffin is when the Varmint Queen/Mother (whatever you wanna call that body-horror nightmare) traps her and Marcy in the mines and Marcy puts on her go-to coping mechanism and starts jokingly ridiculing Bonnie for the umpteenth time, PB can't take it no more and lets her emotions and insecurities pour out. But what does Marcy do? She listens to what her friend/ex has on her mind and tells her she has nothing to apologize for cause she's been through a lot of stuff too. And after all that, they finally understand each other better and reconcile their strained friendship (and eventually their love for one another)

And that's why those are my favorite moments from AT. Now after that long ramble, I can now answer the other things.

Important HC -I think when Jake died, since Finn took it really hard and become depressed like that scene in The Music Hole, PB and Marceline started being around him more becoming his supportive older sisters with BMO as his emotional support robot. (his mother Minerva would video chat with him every once and a while since a small human colony was established in Ooo like in the Season 11 comic issue)

Eventually Bronwyn would be interested by the stories of the adventures of her late grandfather from Finn's friends and wanted to explore the lands of Ooo and beyond with him. At first he was hesitant of adventuring without his bro, but PB, Marcy, Minerva, and Simon encouraged him to take her on adventures since Finn was instrumental in the betterment of their lives. And that's why she is with Finn post Obsidian (unless F&C contradicts this)

And finally Unimportant HC -Since it's shown in Obsidian that Simon most likely owns DB Guy's Tavern, Finn, Jake, Marceline, PB and everyone else we know and love from AT hang out and discuss their past and present adventures and their lives with each other each week.

Thanks so much for the questions. That was probably the longest ramble I've ever written online. Almost makes me want to colab with other AT fans on stuff, if I can get past my laziness and procrastination. I also want to shout out these other tumblrs who have made me the AT fan I am today (perhaps I should join discord again?)

@gunterfan1992 @uncivilizedelk @sometipsygnostalgic @j4gm @teethcritter @lobster-lover @loffican @marcydaydream @squeempus @crochetwithcat @artsywak @eeveryadventuretimes @oli-the-cat @ptoodle and @jacketpotatoo

❤Love you all, especially you @leironth (thanks again for the awesome ask)

#adventure time #asks #ask game #answered request #character analysis #fan discussion #mutual therapy #mutuals #at fandom #i love you guys

[themultifandomgal]

Tyler Hoechlin- Our Love

Comic Con 2011 Panel Interview

July 2011

After doing press interviews I stand nervously next to Tyler waiting to be introduced for our comic con panel. Not only am I nervous for my first ever interview/panel, we also are a fairly new TV show so there may not be many people here. We only have a few episodes left for season 1 to air now

"You ok?" Tyler asks giving me a little smile wrapping one arm around my waist and giving me a hug

"Just nervous"

"You'll be fine. Your sat next to me so if you are asked something and your unsure just give me a nudge"

"Thanks"

"I'd like to get started and introduce the moderator for the panel Deborah Birnbaum the editor in-chief for TV Guid Magazine" Justin Levy announces through the microphone. Deborah walks on the stage to the microphone. She then starts introducing us all

"Creator and executive producer Jeff Davis, director and co executive producer Russell Mulcahy, my favourite shirtless wonder Tyler Hoechlin, the girl with the comebacks YN YLN..." I sit next to Tyler while Deborah calls out everyone else's names "you guys bought Teen Wolf to comic con last year how is it different this year?"

"Well last year no one knew us" Posey says into his mic he's sharing with Crystal

"I feel like last time people were mad we were remaking the movie" Tyler says "and now it's like Teen Wolf!"

"YN this is your first comic con, you didn't come last year so how are you finding it?" Deborah asks me. I lean over to Tyler who moves the mic a little closer to me

"Errm it's crazy. These guys have been so excited while I've been a nervous wreck not knowing what to expect, but everyone has just been so lovely and it's been great to meet everyone who's supporting the show"

"Love you!" someone in the crowd shouts

"We love you" Posey shouts back

"It's just on huge love fest" Holland chuckles

"Ok let's go down the line. Favourite episode, favourite scene"

"It's upcoming. I can't say my favourite scene yet but err I think episode 10 is my favourite” Jeff says

“Errm I think show just accelerates and episodes 11 will send tingles up your spine”

“My favourite episode so far was episode 3, the fight scene with me and Tyler, I do also like episode 9” Tyler says

“YN?”

“Ooo I did like that episode, mainly the err no fit scene that just cracked me up, but my favourite so far hasn’t aired yet so I can’t say to much, but it’s episode 12. It’s just jam packed in that episode it’s a rollercoaster” the others start to tell there favourite episodes and scenes, while I mainly listen but every time Tyler moves next to me I can feel his body touching mine in some way, wether that’s his arm touching mine or his thigh touching mine which keeps distracting me.

Jeff talks a bit about the knowledge of werewolves. Deborah asks some more questions that the others answer then it’s back to me

“YN what’s going on between Stella and Derek?”

“Errr” I laugh trying to think of an answer where it doesn’t give anything away “you know, Derek and Stella are best friends, they’ve been through a lot and will carry on to do so”

“We can see the tension between the pair, so will we be getting any Derella kiss scenes? The fans want to know if Derek and Stella will date” I look at Tyler to answer this question

“I guess you’ll have to watch more episodes to find out”

“You know it’s so hard to not give away spoilers because we all know what’s coming up. We know how the season ends and it’s so hard to sit here and answer the questions without giving anything away” I say laughing

“We want the spoilers” Deborah says

“I don’t want to loose my job” I reply looking at Jeff and Russel

“Ok but surely you can talk about off set. What’s that like for you guys?”

“We’re like a huge family” Colten says “we all genuinely like each other and hang out”

“Normally we are over at YN’s place. Especially for watch parties” Dylan looks over at me

“Me, YN and Crystal take turns in buying coffee in the morning for each other. Like Colten said we really are just a big family” since we can hold hands or act in a relationship Tyler subtly places his pinkie over mine behind our name cards.

“Alright Mr Hoechlin, Miss YLN, are your characters bad guys? We see Derek doing some not so great things and Estella just goes along with it”

“Kinda” Tyler replies but looks at me I shrug smiling at him

“Do they want to protect Scott or have they got their own agenda”

“Erm Derek is definitely trying to protect Scott but does have his own motivation”

“For me I don’t see them as the quote on quote enemy’s or anything. Derek wants something and Stella being his friend wants to help. Both have their reasons for why they do what they do but I do think they both want to help Scott”

“Derek doesn’t seem to like Stiles very much, yet Stella and Stiles get on so well”

“I think part of the reason that Derek doesn’t like Stiles is because he and Stella are so alike with the witty banter, I think Derek just has enough of them sometimes” I laugh “and I think Stiles isn’t a fan of Derek for the same reason”

“So it’s Stella’s fault?”

“Kinda I guess”

“Ok I have 1 more Derek and Stella question. Derek seems to have a past with Alison’s aunt Kate and Stella probably hates Kate the most out of everyone. What can you tell us about that?” I look at Tyler and give him a nudge to tell him to answer the question because I’m scared I might spoil it

“Errm I can tell you that you’ll learn about all of that in the next couple of episodes”

We finish up the panel and go for food before heading to more interviews that we have to do. I sit down on the couch with Tyler, both of us eating our food

“So when are you guys going to tell the public?” Holland asks sitting opposite

“Why?”

“Well your not very subtle in the way you look at each other”

“Or the sneaky touches” Colten joins Holland

“Are we really that obvious?” I ask earning a nod from both Holland and Colten

“I guess we will have to tell them eventually but right now I think we’re fine in our little bubble” Tyler says placing an arm over my shoulders

“Well you may want to look on Twitter. Fans are speculating and shipping you guys” Holland holds out her phone, Tyler just shrugs his shoulders

“Let them. Creates some buzz for the show” I roll my eyes taking Hollands phone

“Ok they aren’t that bad. Maybe we just need to be more careful”

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[mizkit]

new blog post: ICFA 2024 Overview

new blog post on https://mizkit.com/icfa-2024/

ICFA 2024 Overview

I’m back from the International Conference for the Fantastic in the Arts (ICFA) where I was a guest of honor over the past week, and I am ridiculously tired but had a wonderful time. I am, in fact, too tired to type coherently, so if this is fully of typos, I… will assume you can read through them bc omg. so tired. :)

I’d never been to ICFA and was, tbh, very very nervous and feeling quite imposter-syndromey, which is not my general modus operandi, but my god, guys, the previous guests of honor include…like…everybody cool. Neil Gaiman. G. Willow Wilson. China Miéville. N.K. Jemisin. Terry Windling. The list literally goes on and on and is just…incredibly intimidating. I felt like going around singing “one of these things is not like the others” all weekend.

However, the guest scholar, Mame Bougouma Diene, who was INCREDIBLY COOL, also felt very impostery, which helped. :D We reassured each other and hung out and it was really fun. :)

The othe GOH, Mary Turzillo, was not stricken with imposter syndrome, so at least one of us felt functional in the setting! She was SO WONDERFUL and kind and generous and I am so very, very happy to have met her and her husband, Geoffery Landis, who was just so charming and delightful, I mean, I am overwhelmed with their kindness, and so incredibly glad to count them among my friends now.

I’m going to try to actually do individual posts about each day, more or less, because every day was really full of just… wonderful people, great panels, a lot of laughter and joy, and an enormous amount of fun.

But, lol, when I said “Did I mention I’m going to Orlando next month” to my husband and son, they went wibbly lip and came along with me, so while I was GoHing (Ghosting, Mary called it, which I kinda loved, we were fellow Ghosts), they went to SeaWorld and Universal Studios, and walked themselves ragged in the heat but also had a spectacular time, so overall we just… it’s been a really, really great week. And I’m so tired. laughs

I do want to shout out to Alexis and Novella Brooks de Vita, who are long-time friends of mine and who, I’m pretty sure, are primarily responsible for bringing my name up as a possible GoH, and to whom I am so very very grateful. Also it was SO AMAZING to see them again, omg. I keep getting teary because I really was just so happy to hang out with them. They’re two of the most wonderful women I’ve ever met, and I could have spent the entire week just with them and come away feeling like I’d had a perfect conference.

Also, Ellen Kushner deserves a particular bunch of love, too, because she remembered me from Dublin Worldcon (which, frankly, I find incredibly overwhelming and wibbly smiles all by itself, even though we’ve been online friends for like EVER, but omg guys ELLEN KUSHNER REMEMBERED ME o.o) and she realized that I probably didn’t know anyone because I do the European conventions if I do anything at all, so she really kind of took me under her wing for the weekend and introduced me to people and it was incredibly kind of her. And holy moly does she have good taste in restaurants. If she ever invites you to dinner, go. :D

Ok, I’m a little more awake/functional now, which is part of why I decided to start the morning with a blog post, and now I’m going to start working my way through the huge pile of things I need to do after a week off (a week in which new things also transpired, of course, giving me more things to do!).

[namethat-i-oughttohavetoldyou]

Sound and Smoke

@gunderpowderstars​, this is for you. Have something bittersweet (although much more bitter than sweet). First time writing this scraggly ginger cat! I’m sorry that I put my own spin on a request again, but this gripped me by the throat and forced me to start philosophizing about names, and I loved every minute of it. Enjoy! As always, love to all who read/like/reblog!

Even if his memories are leaving him, his senses have not, or at least not yet, and that is why Gus knows that he is not alone in the back alley.

He has spent a very nice evening at the club with a few fellow cats, exchanging stories and swindles, often in the same breath, toasting to old times and old friends who have taken the journey to the Heaviside Layer, one way or another. Grizabella has been toasted to more times than he can count.

A very nice evening, indeed. Gus is all the more glad that his old friends agree to meet at places closer and closer to the theatre, because Gus’ sense of orientation is not what it once was, and he’d like to spend a merry evening of drinking a few toothfuls of gin too many without Jellylorum hanging off his arm (or rather the other way ‘round), thank you very much.

Not that he resents her for doing so, on the contrary, but he does feel the need for a bit of youthful and foolish independence from time to time. Jellylorum shan’t take it personally, and she doesn’t, as the twinkle in her eyes tell him whenever he shambles out of the theatre door with little more than a shout of ‘see you later, Lillie’.

Right now, as it is, he is more grateful than ever that she hasn’t accompanied him today.

He turns around on tottery legs, nose working and mouth open to take in the foreign scent. Because it is foreign, but not quite unknown. As soon as he has turned around fully there is no more need to exhaust his nose; even for his tired old eyes, the figure before him is more than recognizable.

Gus must have surprised him, or at least disturbed him, because the look he earns for his efforts of pausing on his slow way home is no less than scalding.

Gus blinks at him. When he receives no reciprocation, he takes a soft rattling breath and says, half-amused: “The pleasure is all mine, thank you.”

Impoliteness or not, he has always been somewhat roguish.

Macavity bares his teeth and hisses, long and loud, the sound cutting the air like knives made of wind.

“You should know better, Asparagus.” He spits the words as if they lie sour on his sharp tongue. “Wisdom seems to have spared you, while age definitely has not.” The sentence is said quietly, heavy with mockery and cruel glee, the speaker fully confident of his own superiority.

The old theatre cat barely reacts beyond a weary sigh.

“I’m afraid I have forgotten your name, old boy,” Gus says eventually, “and they have not bothered to remind me. I asked only once, and I was left with no answer.”

With this short sentence, he manages what nobody has managed before: Macavity stays silent, still, speechless with this new revelation.

Speechless with the sudden knowledge that he is nameless, faceless in a way that he has neither strode for nor anticipated.

  A cat has many names, but the Napoleon of Crime has none.

  Only now it occurs to him that he never hears his name spoken in any other circumstance than hysteria, and even then it is more of a cry, a curse behind ground teeth, a warning call.

Munkustrap, Storyteller by name and passion, who shows nothing but respect towards names, never even stooping so low to use an abbreviation, who’s stories are full to the brim with names; Cat Morgan and Etterberry and Rumpus Cat and Gilbert and Grumbuskin, has yet never mentioned Macavity by name in any of them.

Macavity, just as Gus’ memory, is paling, dissolving like a piece of paper in warm water.

He will be famous in neither proverb nor rhyme, not even in spirit alone, because the fiend in feline shape uses just as many pseudonyms as he uses alibis, and who is to say if all these deeds weren’t actually done by two cats, or three, or more? The next generation but one will never know.

The moment when Demeter hisses his name for the last time, the moment when the last kitten is soothed to sleep with the reassurance that he is not there, Macavity will be no more, and has never been.

Gus does not ask him for his name, and the ginger tomcat does not give it. With a last flick of the frowzy tip of his tail, the Napoleon of Crime becomes one with the shadows, eerily memorable and yet, in essence, forgotten.

Gus silently watches him go. When he disappears in the same manner as his name disappeared, mute and without spectacle, Gus’ eyes swim, and as he lifts a paw to rub them, he notices that he cannot remember the other’s smell, nor recall his face.

With a last shake of his head, Gus turns back down the alley, entering the old theatre through the door that the janitor is holding open for him.

„Namen sind Schall und Rauch.“ (”Names are sound and smoke.“) – Goethe, Faust I Yeah. (Screams into my hands) Names are important to cats!!!! Names are so so important!!!!! And Gus forgets one but this time nobody makes an effort to remind him!!!!!! This has significance probably only to me but I don’t care. I’ll be in my corner over here making incoherent noises. Thank you for reading! ♥

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