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4ln-stay8 · 5 months

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Rainy hearts

>summary: Lando was late for a game session with his friends due to picking you up

>author’s notes: I hope this isn’t as bad as I think it is

>warnings: idk some assumptions, some ignoring, some fluff at the end

Lando had promised Max that he'd join their gaming session and stream with their friends that evening. They had all been looking forward to it, but he found himself running late because you, his secret girlfriend, had called him in a rush. You needed a ride from your work to your university for your evening classes.

"Hi guys! Sorry I'm late" said the brown curly haired man

Lando finally joined the stream, but Max couldn't help but ask, "Lando, where were you? We had to start without you."

Lando sighed, frustration evident in his voice. "Sorry, Max. Sunshine needed a ride to her university, and she was in a hurry. She acts like such a spoiled brat sometimes, you know? She thinks I'm her personal chauffeur and that I'll be wherever she wants whenever she wants like I don't actually have anything else to do. She has a car and a driving license yet she still bothers me."

'Sunshine' was the code name they gave you for whenever they wanted to talk about you without people snooping in their business, and it worked.

Everyone knew about 'Sunshine' but no one knew the mystery identity of 'Sunshine'. Everyone knew she was Lando's girlfriend but no one knew anything about her. No one knew your name, your age, anything, and both you and Lando loved that!

Unknown to Lando, you've been discreetly watching the stream from your class, hurt by his comment. Did he really think that you were a spoiled brat? Does he really think that you see him as your personal driver?

You didn't wanted to be seen like that. That wasn't you! You never called him to pick you up just because you didn't want to take the bus or walk to university. You only asked him to pick you up when you were in a hurry and you were running late, and that wasn't often.

You have a driving license but due to the very busy neighbourhood your work was situated in you never took your car. To find a parking space there was nearly impossible and you would have to wait a while to actually find a spot which would result in you being late for work.

When your classes ended, you decided not to call Lando for a ride as you had agreed upon. He insisted that you would call him when you were done for the day so he could pick you up. After a while you agreed to call him, but now you weren't gonna do that. Instead, you walked home, and as luck would have it, the rain started pouring down.

Back at yours and Lando's place, thunder echoed as he anxiously checked the time. Realizing that your class had ended, he started to worry. It's been nearly 40 minutes since the class ended and there was no sign from you. He checked his phone at least 5 times but there was nothing there from you.

He said goodbye to the boys as he decided to leave the stream and go outside the gaming room and call you to see where you were. As he did that he heard the front door closing. Walking towards the entrance, he was met by his drenched girlfriend.

"Why didn't you call me, Y/N? I was worried sick!" Lando exclaimed, his worry turning into relief at seeing you safe.

You, avoiding eye contact, replied, "I didn't want to bother you or act like a spoiled brat who treats you like her personal driver,"

You looked at him, your eyes filled with a mix of hurt and determination, before turning away and leaving him standing in the hallway, his heart heavy with regret.

You walked into your shared bedroom, walking to the closet to find some dry clothes as you were wet and cold. Lando followed you like a lost puppy trying to find some words.

Lando sighed, realizing the unintended consequence of his words. "Y/N, it's not like that. I do want to help."

With a bitter tone and without even looking at him you told him "I appreciate it but I don't want to make you late for gaming with the boys" you said sarcastically and walked in the bathroom to take a hot shower.

He went to the kitchen to make you some tea so you could warm up even more, and something to eat, hoping that this would also make you a little less mad at him.

Around 20 minutes later, you walked out of the shower, dressed in some of Lando's clothes. You were mad at him but you won't deny that his clothes were more comfortable and warmer than yours.

You sat ok the bed scrolling on your phone while you snuggled in the blanket trying to get more warm. On the other room Lando was warming the tea, making a plate of food for you to eat.

He put them on a tray, picked it up and walked to your shared bedroom. He knocked on the door and opened it slowly.

“I brought you something to eat and some tea to warm up a little more” he whispered

You rolled your eyes at him trying not to give in and forgive him so quickly. “Thanks” you whispered as well, standing up a little and taking the tray from his hands.

“Look baby, I’m really sorry for what I said. I swear I didn’t mean it!” He whispered, his eyes pleading for forgiveness

“Am I really a bother to you? If I am I won’t ask you to pick me up again. Be honest!” you whispered avoiding his eyes, scared of his answer

“Of course you are not a bother to me, my love! I would come pick you up from the other side of the world if I had to! I swear baby I didn’t mean it! I was just annoyed because the traffic was bad when I got back! I am really sorry! Please forgive me!” He said, regret present in his voice

“I forgive you, but please don’t do say that again” you said, hurt still lingering in your voice

Even though you didn’t wanted to give in too easily, the tone in his voice made you break. You could feel how sorry he was for what he said, and after all he was your boyfriend and you loved him, so you did gave in.

“I swear I will never say anything like this again! What can I do to make it up to you?” the british man said desperately

“Just come and cuddle me, I’m still cold from the rain” you said putting the tray away and opening your arms

“Gladly!” He whispered and jumped on his side of the bed to cuddle you for the rest of the night.

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prettybean · 5 months

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KEEGAN (+18)

“We didn't get the dessert”

Car sex, degrading, dirty talk, rough Keegan!

* I had to do it

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE

Keegan is the best boyfriend ever: he never lets you miss out on anything and always satisfies you in every possible way. Every Saturday, he takes you to a different restaurant, and by now, you've tried them all. But each time, it's even more amazing than the last. He’s a gentleman.

He arrives to pick you up in his car. You still can't figure out how he managed to get his license, but you don't want to tell him he's a terrible driver. You just hope to make it through the entire trip alive.

He surprises you with a bouquet of fresh roses, opens the car door for you, and insists on paying for dinner. His gallantry makes you fall in love with him all over again. You've tried to at least split the bill a few times, but he's more stubborn than you and won't let you.

"Love, did you enjoy your meal?" he asked as he hopped into the car, exiting the parking lot and heading towards your home. "It was absolutely delicious," you replied, and he grinned at you, placing his hand on your leg and moving it back and forth.

"I'm sorry we didn't get the dessert," he said, suddenly changing course and taking a more secluded route with less lighting. You felt his hand move up your inner thigh, his fingers squeezing the soft skin. "Where are we going?" you asked. "To have my dessert," he replied with a chuckle, his hand making its way towards your panty-covered area, tracing circles on it.

"Fuck, you're so wet," Keegan says chuckling, while you moaned as you wrapped your legs around his hand, holding onto his wrist as you rubbed yourself against it. "If you make a mess, you'll have to clean it up with your tongue, got it?" he growled in a demanding tone.

He always got what he wanted, no matter the cost. When he was turned on, he became a different person. "Good girl, keep making those noises," he whispered as he slipped his fingers into your panties, teasing your dripping entrance. You gasped and covered your mouth to stifle your moans, while he kept his eyes on the road, moving his fingers in and out quickly.

“God, look at you. You're getting touched in the car like a whore. That’s fucking pathetic."

His words made your pussy clench on his fingers, noticing how the bulge in his pants is becoming more and more noticeable. “Keegan, stop here please.” “No bitch, I decide when we stop. You can stay still and quiet like the good pet you are."

You whimpered, grinding your pussy on his hand, getting the whole seat wet.

He switched off the car, readjusting the seat and lowering it. "Come over here," he commanded, gesturing towards his lap, lifting your trembling legs for you to sit on him. Your body pressed against his bulge, and you couldn't resist moving against it, letting out soft moans against his lips. Keegan gently kissed you, sensing your desperation for him and hearing every moan that escaped your lips.

"Do you want my cock?" he asked, pulling your lower lip between his teeth, and you nodded eagerly.

“Mine or someone else's?" Keegan asked, pulling down his pants slightly, stroking his cock with his hand, and resting it against your entrance. "Yours," you replied, settling on top of him, sliding his length between your folds.

“Can't you resist anymore? You're literally pushing your pussy against my cock, you're a greedy whore. Say it." He looks into your eyes, squeezing your hips, making you ride his dick. "I said, say it".

Moans leave your lips, feeling how his length fills you up nicely, pushing against your sweet spot.

“I-I'm.. your whore.” You tried to repeat his words, holding onto his shoulders.

Keegan thrust into you with force, making you moan loudly. "You were craving this, weren't you? You wanted me to fuck you from the moment you walked in the door." You nodded, tears of pleasure streaming down your face as he whispered in your ear. "You're such a good little slut, waiting for your reward. Do you want me to cum inside you? Do you want me to fill your pussy?" You screamed in ecstasy, your body trembling with pleasure, riding him hard and moaning his name over and over again.

"Yes, just like that," he said, teasing you with his hand on your folds, enjoying the mess you’ve made, coming all over him.

You attempted to shift, but your body was overly sensitive, causing discomfort in your intimate area, too much overstimulated. Your legs trembled, and you struggled to catch your breath. Keegan took the lead, pressing himself against you, intensifying the sensation within you.

He smiled evilly at you, smacking your ass hard;

"Where do you think you're going? You will get fucked until I say so, got it? Now, take my cock and let me use you."

#keegan x you #keegan russ x reader #keegan x reader #cod keegan #keegan smut #keegan p russ #cod smut #cod x reader #cod

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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Steve, unprompted in the middle of Eddie’s live-stream: I’ve only broken the law under specific circumstances. I’m not a criminal.

Eddie: Everybody breaks the law under specific circumstances

Steve: You know what I mean

Eddie: I do, and you’re still wrong. Your post-break up vandalism

Steve: I cleaned it up. Doesn’t count.

Eddie: That time Hopper arrested you and I had to pick you up from the station.

Steve: That doesn’t count. I still had a valid drivers license then and those charges with bullshit and dropped, Hopper was just being an ass.

Eddie: We broke into your parents’ house

Steve: To get my clothes after they kicked me out.

Eddie: We stole an Atari

Steve: They weren’t going to play it!

#Steve: I’ve never broken the law except for all the times I broke the law #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson

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sissylittlefeather · 2 months

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How the Web Was Woven: Chapter 12

A/N: We're fast approaching the end here, but have no fear! There's at least three chapters after this one! Still, I hope everyone sticks around. The end will be worth it; I promise! ICYMI, this is the time travel/soulmate AU between Elvis and a fem!reader. We pick up in 2018/1968.

Need to catch up? Here's my Masterlist.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie

Word count: ~3.5k

After a deep breath, you walk through the portal together and find yourselves outside the studio in 2018.

******

Luckily, Elvis has his drivers license from your time in his wallet. He's kept it with him just in case he happened to need it, so you're able to fly together back to your mom's house to get John Jessie.

When you pull up in front of the house, it hits you that you're going to have to introduce Elvis to your mother. You fidget with the ring on your finger and sit in the car without moving.

"Honey? Are we going in?"

"I just hope my mother buys the story."

"The story?"

"I tell people that you are gone for work. Most people don't question it, but this is my mother. She knows me. I just hope she can't tell I'm lying. She doesn't even know I'm married."

"Is it a problem that I'm here?"

"I hope not. She might say something about the fact that you haven't been around before."

"That's not my fault."

"Well, I know that, but I'm not sure she'll buy it."

"Okay. I can handle whatever she says. Let's just go inside. I want to see him."

You take a deep breath and get out of the car. He walks around and takes your hand, kissing your fingers reassuringly.

"I love you, El-"

"John. I love you too, honey. It'll be okay."

"Right. John."

You walk up to the door and knock gently. Your mom hollers from inside.

"Just a second!" After a few minutes, she opens the door with John Jessie on her hip. "Oh, y/n, you brought... who is this?"

Elvis puts his hand on your back to steady you.

"This is John Jessie's father, Mom, John Burrows."

"Oh. Oh my. Well, come on in." She pushes the screen door open and lets you both walk in the door. You can tell Elvis is itching to grab his son and hold him, but your mom has a tight grip on him.

"Mom, can we have a minute? Please?" She turns to Elvis.

"You've never seen him before, have you?"

"No ma'am." You notice Elvis blushing and step in to help.

"John works for the government. When he's on assignment, there's no way to reach him. I couldn't tell him about John Jessie until yesterday." You're a little shocked at how smoothly the lie comes out of you. Still, this is the answer you always give when asked about your husband; he's "on assignment". You never expected to tell it to your mom, though. She looks back and forth between you both skeptically for a second.

"Can I hold him? Please?" Elvis's tone is so sincere, though, that she melts. She carefully hands over John Jessie.

"Mom. A minute, please?" She nods slowly and leaves the room.

As soon as she's gone, Elvis holds John Jessie to himself and lets the tears stream down his face silently. He talks quietly to him and bounces lightly. John Jessie seems to sense that Elvis is familiar for some reason because he doesn't cry or try to wiggle away. He just lets Elvis hold him and listens to his voice. Elvis sits on the couch with him and his tears turn to laughter as he plays with his son. You sit on the couch next to him and wipe your own tears away. You never thought this would be possible. He realizes you're still crying and puts one hand on your thigh as he holds John Jessie with the other.

"Our son is amazing. Thank you, y/n." You nod and lay your head on his shoulder.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, honey." He kisses your hair and John Jessie squeals and pats on Elvis's chest. "Can we take him home?"

"Of course." You call to your mom to help you pack up his things. As you pack, she nods to Elvis.

"He's wearing a wedding ring."

"Yeah. Well." You hold up your hand and show her your ring. "So am I."

Your mom looks at you in utter shock.

"We've been married for two years. He's just been gone the whole time."

"Is he back for good now?"

"No. He's only here for a few days."

Your mom grabs you and pulls you into a hug. She's been worried about you for so long, maybe even been judging you a little for getting pregnant randomly. But now that she knows more about your situation, she understands how hard this must've been for you.

Elvis sits on the floor and continues playing with John Jessie as you finish packing all of his things. Your mom watches and then turns to you again.

"He seems like a good man."

"He is."

"Are you happy?"

"Yes, when he's here. It's hard to be without him."

"I bet it is. I'm sorry sweetie; I had no idea."

"It's okay. It's the only way we can be together and I'd rather be with him when I can than not at all."

"You really love him."

"I do. And he loves me."

Your mom nods and you grab the last few things to pack. As you go to say goodbye, your mom kisses John Jessie in his car seat. Then, she turns to Elvis and gives him a hug.

"It was nice to meet you. I hope we'll get to see you again soon."

"Thank you, ma'am."

He carries the car seat to the car and you show him how to click it into the base.

"Well, these things have changed a little in the last 50 years." You laugh.

"That's an understatement."

You get into the car on the passenger side and let Elvis drive you back to your house. John Jessie falls asleep in the car and you revel in the joy of having your family together, even if it's just for a few days.

******

You spend the next six days in domestic bliss. Elvis proves to be exactly the kind of father you thought he'd be. He's playful, caring, patient, and affectionate. One night, you wake up to an empty bed and panic a little. But you find him in John Jessie's room, rocking him and singing quietly. Once he lays the baby back down, he walks to you in the doorway and wraps you in his arms, kissing your cheek.

"You're an unbelievable father."

"I'm just so happy to be here with you both." His smile is so genuine that it breaks your heart.

"I wish you could stay forever."

"I do too, honey. But this isn't the last time I'll be here, right?"

"No. I've been trying to think of a plan." You walk back to your bedroom and crawl in bed with him, settling with his arm around you and your head on his chest.

"So, a plan?" He asks.

"Well, the portals appear when we're in the same place 50 years apart, right?"

"Yeah."

"What if I tell you where and when to meet me?" He raises his eyebrows like he's thinking it over.

"How would you tell me?"

"Every time you're here, I'll have it planned for the next time."

"I don't see why that wouldn't work. How often are you thinking?"

"Well, I think it would be hard to do it too often. Maybe every few months?" He sighs. It's obvious he doesn't want to be away from you that long.

"That long?"

"If you're here too often, someone might notice that your hair changes or something. And I don't want you to get lost in living two lives."

"Okay. That makes sense. I still wish I could just bring Lisa and come here."

"I know, babe, but you really can't."

"Yeah. I just miss you. And now I'm going to miss him too." He kisses your hair and squeezes you tighter.

"It'll be okay. We'll make it work somehow." You yawn and snuggle into his chest.

"I know, honey. I know." He kisses your hair again and you both settle in to go back to sleep.

******

After six days, you can tell he's getting antsy to get back to his other life. When you have sex that night and the portal appears, he lays his head on your shoulder and sighs.

"You're ready to go, aren't you?"

"I'm so sorry, honey."

"No, it's okay, I understand." He gets up and gathers his things together to go back to where he came from. Once he's ready, he grabs you and holds you close.

"Don't forget. November 18th, California."

"Yes, baby, I know. I'll see you then."

"I wouldn't complain if you're wearing your movie costume. Just sayin'." He smiles and kisses your mouth.

"Whatever you say, honey." With that, he turns and disappears through the portal. You sit on the bed and cry. Will it ever get easier for him to leave you?

******

The answer is no. It never gets any easier. He comes to you in November, and brings his costume from The Trouble with Girls, which makes for some fun times in the bedroom. You spend Thanksgiving together and then he goes back through a portal.

He comes to you again in December and he's there with you for two weeks during Christmas and New Year's. But he leaves on the first and goes back to his own time to have Christmas with Lisa.

You manage to coordinate visits every couple of months for the next year. He watches John Jessie grow and you live as a happily married couple whenever he's around. He goes out with your friends sometimes and you fight and make up just like a real couple.

Somewhere in November of 2019, he has an idea.

"What if we had another baby?"

"Another baby?!"

"Yeah? You've done such a good job with John Jessie. I always wanted more kids."

"What about with Priscilla?" He scoffs and rolls his eyes.

"No. I want them with you."

"Well. I guess I could handle two if you come to me as often as you do now."

"Baby, I'm not gonna change the plan unless you do."

You smile widely and he grabs you in his arms and holds you tight. You throw your birth control pills in the trash and practice that night, even though you know he has to leave.

******

He comes back in December for you to have Christmas together. He's careful to bring cash, so he can buy presents for you and John Jessie.

On Christmas Eve, you get John Jessie in bed and sit together in the living room looking at the lights on the Christmas tree. He fetches a small gift from under the tree and puts it in your lap.

"What is this?"

"I want you to open it now." You tear open the wrapping on the small box and then open the box. It's a new ring.

"Oh, Elvis, I can't accept this."

"Yes you can. My wife has been wearing that small diamond for long enough. Please." He pulls the emerald cut three-stone diamond ring out of the box and slides it onto your finger gingerly.

"Elvis, this is like-"

"10 carats. I promised you no less." He wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead.

"Do you like it, honey?"

"I love it so much, babe. Almost as much as I love you." You look up and he kisses your lips. Your relationship has reached the kind of comfortable intimacy that comes with marriage and you're happy to go on like this for as long as you can. You know there's an end date that will come far too soon, but for right now, you're happy together.

"Hey." He whispers in your ear.

"Yeah?"

"Remember when we made love on the floor in front of the fireplace and I proposed to you?"

"After we played in the snow? Of course I remember."

"Do you wanna...?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Mmmm let's go get in bed."

"No, I mean right here."

"What if John Jessie wakes up?" He starts to lay you down on the couch and kisses your neck.

"Then he'll catch us making him a sibling." He drags his tongue up from your neck to your ear and nibbles gently.

"Mmmmm seriously though..." You lose your train of thought as he runs his hand up the front of your sweatshirt and squeezes your naked breast. He runs his thumb over your hardening nipple and groans.

"You really gonna say no, baby?" He rolls his hips into yours and presses his erection into your center. You moan and kiss his lips, sliding your tongue into his mouth.

"No." You whisper against him, smiling.

"That's what I thought." He pulls your sweatshirt up and over your head and then sits up to take his shirt off. Laying back down on top of you, he grinds into you again and groans. "I wanna be inside you so bad, baby."

"Mmmm what are you waiting for?" He sits up again and pulls your pajama pants off of you and situates himself between your legs.

"This first." He kisses the inside of one thigh and then the other. Then, he slides his tongue into your slit and pushes it in and out over and again. You whimper and bite your lip trying to stay quiet. He moves his tongue up to your clit and swirls it around in a circle. You run your fingers through his hair and he smiles.

"Don't stop!" You whisper.

"Yes ma'am." He presses his mouth to you and begins to lick you vigorously, over and around and up and down each side. The sensation of his tongue on your most sensitive place is so intensely good that you forget yourself for a moment and moan loudly.

"Elvisssss."

"Honey, you're gonna wake the boy." He whispers, backing off of you. You nod and move his head back down to your center. This time he adds two fingers and slips them inside you to tickle the place that drives you crazy. You whimper again and squirm under him. The electricity is gathering in your core and you feel your orgasm approaching. He feels your walls flutter and flattens his tongue against you. Then, he pulls back for just a second.

"Come for daddy, baby." The subtle vibration runs through you and he tightens his tongue and licks you hard.

"Mmm yesssss..." You hiss as your climax sets you on fire and runs through you in waves. He keeps right on licking you as you ride the high of your orgasm. Once you come back down to earth, he backs off of you and wipes his mouth with his hand. You sit up and pull his pajama pants off, pushing him into a sitting position. He strokes himself as you put one knee on either side of his hips. Then, he grabs yours and guides you as you sink onto his rock hard cock.

"Fuck yes, baby." He groans softly as he slides inside you. It doesn't matter how many times you do this, the feeling of him filling you perfectly is something that'll never get old. He moves his hands up to cup your breasts as you begin to grind on him, pushing him deeper and deeper inside you. You move on him faster and he leans his head back on the couch and closes his eyes. Then, without any warning, he grabs you around the waist and flips you over on your back without pulling out of you.

You whimper with the change in position and he starts driving into you passionately. With each thrust, he grunts and slams into you harder. He holds your hip with one hand and fucks you so deeply you want to scream it feels so good. But you don't, in case John Jessie hears you.

"God, I love your pussy." He groans quietly. "I'm gonna come, honey."

"Good. Put a baby in me." He groans again and then pounds into you and shudders.

"Fuck yes!" He yells and then looks around quickly. "Oh shit."

He pumps weakly a few more times and then lays his head on your shoulder without pulling out. You're in this position together breathing heavily and sweating when you hear a door open and tiny feet coming toward you. In half a second, Elvis grabs the blanket on the back of the couch and throws it over his back, but he doesn't move otherwise.

"Daddy? Santa here? What doin'?" You hear his little not-quite-three-year-old voice. Elvis pops his head up and looks at him over the armrest.

"No, Buddy, Santa didn't come yet. Go back to bed; I'll be there in just a minute." You try to sink into the couch and not make a sound. The last thing you need is for him to come looking for you.

"You comin'?"

"Yep, buddy, in more ways than one. I'll see you in a little bit, okay? Go get back in your bed." You hear his little feet as he makes his way back to his bedroom and closes the door. Thank God he went back on his own. Elvis collapses on your shoulder and laughs quietly.

"I told you we would get caught!" You whisper as you laugh.

"Yeah, but it was worth it." He kisses your cheek and your mouth and then pulls out of you and sits up. You grab your clothes and get dressed as he does the same. When he goes to walk to John Jessie's room, he almost walks through the portal, but you grab the back of his shirt just in time.

"Shit, it's a night of close calls." He leans over and kisses you gently. "I'd be lost without you. I love you so much, baby. I'll see you in bed."

He goes to your son's room and you hear him talking to him in a reassuring voice. As you go to your bedroom and climb in bed, you have one thought: how did you get so lucky?

******

On New Year's Day you prepare to say your goodbyes. But you've done this so many times that even though it doesn't get easier, it does become more of a routine. Once you finish making love and the portal appears, he puts back on the clothes that he had on when he came through while you grab John Jessie from his nap. He kisses both of you and looks over at the portal.

"I'll be back in March for his birthday. I love you both so much. I'll see you soon."

"I love you too, Elvis." He puts his hand on your cheek.

"I'll miss you every minute."

"I know, babe, but it's only a few months." He nods and kisses your cheek again. Then, he turns and walks through the portal. It disappears with a pop and you try to swallow your tears. You fail, like always, and they slide down your cheeks while you hold John Jessie close. Only a few months until he's back.

******

Two things happen in those months. First, you find out you're pregnant again. And you're ecstatic and can't wait to tell Elvis when you see him in March. This visit increases in importance and you count the days.

But a second thing happens in the months leading up to March of 2020. A new virus hits the world and everything changes. You sit in terror watching the tv as people begin to die and the country begins to shut down. Between John Jessie and the new baby in your belly, you know you can't risk going out. Still, you plan to wear two masks and go to Vegas to meet Elvis.

And then Vegas shuts down. You consider what might happen if Elvis comes to you and then takes Coronavirus back to 1970.

There's no way you can take that risk. Or risk either of your babies' lives by traveling. The date of your rendezvous comes and goes and you still sit hunkered in your house. Surely it'll be safe enough again someday for you to find him?

In the meantime, you hold yourself and cry harder than you have in a long time. Will you ever see him again?

******

Elvis waits in the meeting place all day. He cancels his evening shows and sits on the floor, head spinning. His heart is beating so fast and his hands are sweating.

What happened to you? You've never missed a meeting point before. And he has a sinking feeling that he can't explain like something terrible has happened. Eventually, the tears fall and one of his guys finds him holding his knees, head on his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Hey, EP, what's going on? Are you okay?" The only thing he says in return is something that doesn't make any sense to anyone around.

"Why didn't she come for me?"

******

Until next time!

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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 3 months

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pt X good omens whatever the HEAVEN s1e5 was

LAST DAY OF ANTIBIOTICS BABY CAN I GET A WAHOO? In that enthusiastic spirit and listening to my gay playlist that I called BOYS, let's have my summary of whatever I remember from the livestream of season one episode five, which ain't a lot:

In the few minutes break between episode 4 and 5, everyone urges me to get more emotional support fruit. I find a second apple and some sugarcane.

Some of you don't know how to eat sugarcane. It's simple, baby. You bite and suck, blow out the fibres, and swallow the juice. Suck, blow, swallow, guys, it's hard but it's worth it.

I was still howling over the books in the bookshop, because fuck me I have books that are from the mid 1900s and IF THEY BURNED I'M BURNING THE WORLD.

Barely a few minutes in I've already finished the remaining orange watching Crowley break down over the burning bookshop. Crowley can't find Azi and I start eating the apple too (I was saving apples for being gay gn over Crowley, guys, LITTLE DID I KNOW THE PAIN).

I make a reference to driver's license looking at Crowley being sad in their car. For some reason everyone calls me a prophet.

Tracy who is the kinky lady has plushies to make a bedroom seductive. I'm too ace for this. I hug my IKEA snake, Draco.

The Antichrist goes batshit poor Adam. There are some rictus smiles, horror movie shit, and he insists that his friends are having fun. It is similar to how this fandom kidnapped me. You're having fun, Asmi, you say. This is fun.

There is more vague hetero sex. I cannot deal with the genre whiplash. I am still too ace and gay for this.

The apple is over. Finally, Aziracrow gets screentime, but then I watch Crowley's voice break over the residual emotional of losing his best friend, and Aziraphale maybe not realising that the friend was him. My eyes are burning and now everyone is demanding emotional support fruit and making sad headcanons. Fuck you all.

Aziraphale possesses a lady, which is normal, and summons spirits, which is normal. I insist that I am not crying over flatulence, and @thescholarlystrumpet who organises the stream tells me to put it in my tumblr review. I'm not crying over flatulence.

CAN I A WAHOO. Aka Crowley fucking things up for future Crowley yet again.

Aziraphale is THE southern pansy, THE posh gay.

MAGGOTS ARRIVE. IT'S YOU GUYS YAY! Everyone is disgusted except me, because I love you guys, even if you are slimy.

Crowley is now stuck in traffic and simmering with the not-yet-zombie in the passenger's seat. There is fire around London.

Through the power of Manifesting, Crowley drives the bentley through the fire to get to Tadfield. Dream it to be it, guys. With Barbie Crowley, Anything Is Possible. Crowley is now literally a flaming gay (gn).

Friends leave Antichrist. Antichrist sad. Dog leaves Antichrist. Antichrist heartbroken, Antichrist now back to being baby.

Through small town directions, Aziraphale still possessing lady arrives at Tadfield. Crowley in all her flaming glory arrives too. The kids are badasses, riding in on cycles. I am on my second apple. Crowley immediately recognises Aziraphale.

They are now at the American base. Wahoo, bitches. See ya next post my lovely maggots.

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ateez-himari · 9 months

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Moments : Jungkook & Himari LIVE

(230802)

H : I think Atiny might be shocked if they hear that we did a live stream together...they don't know that we're friends...

J : We've known each other for 9 years and you haven't told them ?

H : No...because your tattoos make you look like a delinquent...and Atiny says that I can't be friends with delinquents

J : [Rummaging through the mini fridge] Hima...did you see the bottle of banana milk I brought over ? I thought I put it in here...

H : [Holding the exact bottle he was talking about with his name written on it] ...Maybe one of the members took it...Wooyoung oppa's sneaky

J : [Walking back into frame] I thought the only ones at the company were in the other practice room th-

H : [Didn't know he was coming so has the object of the crime in her hand while she reads comments] ...I have no idea how it got here

J : One of the comments earlier said that Wooyoung thinks your representative emoji should be a bunny like me...I think he's right

H : [Walks back from the computer and bites him on the shoulder]

J : AHH WHAT THE-

H : HOW WAS THAT FOR A BUNNY ?

[After reading a comment from a fan that had just heard about Himari getting her driver's license a while ago]

H : Not many people know this for some reason...but it's true, I got my driver's license in March actually...so before Hongjoong-oppa

J : Considering how bad you are at Mario Kart I'm surprised that they even let you step foot in a car...

H : ...Oppa are you gonna hold rainbow road over my head forever ?

J : Considering your height I'd say that everything is over your head...

J : [Responding to a comment asking how the two met] She just appeared in my nightmares one day...and she never left

H : ...That's why I'm Yoongi-oppa's favorite

J : [Whispering while Himari is laying on the floor looking at her phone] Watch...after years of knowing each other she still doesn't know the basics about me. [Turns to her and goes back to speaking normally] Yah Hima, how big is the age difference between us ?

H : [Puts her phone down and turns to lay towards him] Well you were born in '98 so...3 years, why ?

J : I was born in 1997...

H : No you weren't ! [Googles 'Jungkook birthday'] ...Why would you lie to Google ?

H : [Wordlessly walks behind Jungkook and grabs the sides of his biceps before shaking him]

J : What are you doing-

H : Jungshook...

J : What's wrong with you...

H : [Dying of laughter on the floor next to him]

H : Oppa I love you !

J : [Reaches into his bag and pulls out 10 000 won before handing the bill to her] Here you go

H : That's not even-

J : [Cuts her off by giving her yet another bill]

H : Can I not simply love you-

#ateez 9th member #ateez au #ateez extra member #ateez female member #ateez imagines #kpop oc

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chronnellian · 9 months

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POV: Went on a coffee date and you gave her a fake driver’s license ✨

(she really doesn’t know how to drive)

Stream request from last night !

#welcome home #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #wally darling au #welcome home arg #welcome home meme #dolly #myart #sona

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copsecore · 9 months

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BONUS LORE FROM THE 3 YEAR CHANNELVERSARY STREAM

^^from the quiz bonus round!

(for all you other Lore Addicts (TM))

1. What was Adam’s last name? - Jessup

2. What is Sam’s formal title within the House of Solaire? - Duke

3. Who does William consider his “main rival” for throwing the best Monarchal Summit? - The House of Pham

4. Who was the last of the Shaw Pack boys to get their driver’s license? - Milo

5. Who was originally planned to be a part of the Past/Present flashback event, but was cut? - Blake

6. What segment of D.U.M.P does James fall under? - EDICT

7. What was Regulus’ name originally going to be? - Fornax

8. Seers exist because of what other magical race? - Vampires

9. What recipe was Gabe famous for? - Chili

10. What is the name of the next new character to be released? - Hush

#this stream was so fun wtf #i’ve been watching for the whole three years :3 #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted erik #redacted lore #mutuals come in here and get y’all lore! /ref #@epsi_l0n

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ador3sturniolo · 8 months

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omg can u write about angst w/ the song drivers license w matt or chris when they broke up w the reader but they end up going back to her place to be like i miss u and either she rejects him on the spot or is like i’ll think about it

“Please?”

An - Ahh!! Thank you for the request! I hope I can do as close to what you wished for!

Paring - Matt sturniolo X Fem!Reader

Summary - Matt breaks up w/ reader

Warnings - angst, Cursing, Mentions of ed, Kissing, NOT PROOFREAD, Hope I didn’t miss anything!

Word count - 1.2k ishhh

“Fuck!” Matt shouted.

“Matt it’s okay, we can work on it.” I spoke up a little scared to hear what comes next.

“I just don’t think we can. I think we need to break up.”

Those were the word you most did not want to hear.

“I just can’t keep having to deal with you.”

I felt a tear drip down my cheek.

“Okay..” I say looking down making my way out his door.

“Just fucking leave!” He shouted throwing up his hands.

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing Matt!?” I say rushing out of there going down to my car. I start my car with a river streaming down my puffy cheeks. I sob as I slowly leave the driveway, checking both ways of the road.

I’m almost home and still crying, my hands are shaky and my vision is blurry, that I pull over on the side of the road to finish crying so I can see clearly. I pull into my driveway, getting out of my car, tiredness filled my eyes as I walked through my house. I don’t even care about changing or taking off my makeup, I just lie down in my bed, falling asleep as soon as I close my eyes.

I couldn’t stop think about Matt the next morning. I didnt eat that entire day, laying in my bed crying all day is all did and wanted to do, and I did that for a couple days, not wanting to leave my bed or do anything.

2 weeks later

I wake up with mascara stains on my pillow case, my hair a mess, and my house dirty. I haven’t eaten in a while, and still no texts or calls from Matt. Chris and Nick text me once in a while to make sure I’m doing okay. I stand up and walk to my kitchen, grabbing a bowl of cereal, sitting down turning on my tv. I see that The sturniolos posted a new video, I click on it to see Matt with a big smile the whole video. It’s not fair that he gets to be all happy while I’m out here, not happy. I finish eating, putting my bowl in the sink and running back to my room to get my headphones and phone. Clicking on my cleaning playlist, I started to clean my house. Washing my clothes and bedding, sweeping my dirty floors, picking up trash just laying around vacuuming my carpets. It was night when I was done, even though my house was clean, I was still upset, think that cleaning would make it better but it didn’t. I lay down in my bed closing my eyes, before getting up to take a shower, which I haven’t done from the past weeks.

I get in the shower letting the water hit my dirty skin. I turn off the lights in my bathroom so I’m showering in the dark. I couldn’t tell if it was the water or that I started crying. I cry as I wash my hair and body. I get out the shower, clean. Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes all red and puffy.

“Get your fucking life together” I tell myself in the mirror. I do my skin care and get into a clean pair of pjs. I cute up some watermelon and get a glass of water, and take a picture and posting it on my instagram story. Healing 🤍 I title it, letting people know I’m okay.

2 more weeks later

I decide to be a little crazy and put myself on tinder. I set up my account and go to bed right after thinking nothing of it.

I wake up to a couple guys that liked me, they were cute too! I messaged back one of the guys. We get a conversation going and he wants to take me out to dinner tonight. I smile bright at my phone and a get up and start to get ready for our date. I play my favorite songs as i get ready. I start to think to myself how I’m happy now then I was before.

I put on my favorite red dress that highlights all my curves and black heels. I looks at my phone to see that he texted me saying he was here. I walk out my door and get in his car.

Matts POV :

“It’s been a little over a month since I broke up with her..” I spoke up to Chris.

“Do you think she’s doing okay?” I ask Chris. He nods.

“She is. I still text her. She has a date tonight, so I think she’s moved on.” Chris states.

I was in a state of shock. There’s no way she could have gotten over me that quickly. I get up off the couch and head to my room. I’ve been pretty miserable without her these past couple of days, I thought I was fine. I want her back. She still has to have some feelings, right?

Reader POV :

“It’s now been two months from the first date I went on with him. He’s such a nice guy and we have so much in common. We’ve been on more dates and I have another one with him tonight.” I write in my diary before I get up to get ready.

After the date

“Thank you for tonight.” I say as pulls up to my house.

“No problem pretty.” He says as he pulls me in for a kiss.

Making out for at least two minutes, I pull back.

“Did I do something wrong?” He spoke up

“No, just think we can save this for another time” I wink as I step out of the car.

We wave at each other as he drives off. I walk up my driveway, smiling as I look down at my feet. I bump into a body as I look up.

“Matt? What are you doing here? Are you okay? It looks like you’ve been crying” I say concerned look up at him.

“I miss you. I’ve been so miserable without you. I need you back in my life, I want you as mine again.” He said through sniffles.

“Matt..” I hesitated

“Please?” He said looking down at me begging.

“fuck” I whisper

“Im so sorry to do you like this when your in this state, but no. Im sorry but Ive moved on okay? I think it’s time for you to aswell. We need to meet different people. I know we had a past together but I don’t want to continue it. We can still be friends?” I said making eye contact with him, cupping his cheeks.

I could tell he wanted to cry so I pulled him in for a hug.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper as he wraps his arms around my waist and cry’s.

“Did you walk here?”

He nods as he wipes his nose.

“Okay I’ll drive you home, just let me go get my keys” I say as I rush inside for my keys and walk back out to him.

The ride was silent the whole way.

“Okay we’re here, do you want me to walk you in?” He shakes his head no. “Okay then. Matt?”

“Hm?” He says turning towards me.

“Just know you can talk to me about anything, you can text or call me, we can hangout, whatever you want, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you, I’ll see you later.” He says as he walks away.

I smile at him as I drove off. I take a deep breath as I pull into my driveway. I go inside and get unready from my day and go to bed.

I’m being woke up by my phone ringing. It’s Matt. I pick up.

“Matt?”

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An - Hi guys! Thank you guys for the support on my last story! I hope this one is just as good as my other one! Sorry if it’s not sad enough, for y’all : ( I love reading it, but I’m not the best at writing it so bare with me 🤍

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #the sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo edit #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #angst #tinder

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