#thank God i had my earplugs

[faggling]

literally thought gf standing in the doorway was a hallucination lol

#she was literal inches from me #but i had my earplugs in and its darker in here than usual #i just kinda stared at her and tried to ignore her until i checked #shes sick and needed meds #also hallucination is a bit of an exaggeration. i mostly have illusion type shit #like that quasi psychotic shit or whatever #thank fucking god #honestly im more prone to delusions rather than hallucinations #honestly hallucinations only tend to happen during a major delusion and are just an extension of that for me #isnt it so cool that im medicated and not living under constant duress? every day is a fucking blessing #shit is so fucking hard still but thank god im not in that anymore

[mj0702]

The other Bronze - Part One

Here we go again 🤣 Thank you (as always) to Crush and Bubs

(the bad Spanish is courtesy of Google and if you find typos or anything please point them out to me 😉)

Y/n POV

You finally walked the last steps towards the door of your Sisters small house at the Outskirts of Barcelona. What you're doing in Barca on a random Friday Night? You wanted to surprise Lucy for her Birthday. It took a lot of begging to Mum and Dad to let you fly all on your own from Manchester to Barcelona and when you turned your phone on after landing, you had 26 missed calls and 15 messages already, the last one from your older Brother Jorge telling you to text him if the Plane crashed and you died – real Clown that one. You phoned Mum, telling her that the Flight was just a little delayed and that your still very much alive and not Shark food in the Ocean. You knew Lucy had training, so you stayed a little longer at the Airport, watching people, drinking Coffee. You found some nice company in a Girl, who waited for her Girlfriend and surprisingly spoke English. So know you're currently walking up the steps towards Lucy's front door, her spare key (which you got from Mum, in case Lucy wasn't home), my Earplugs blasting Music and you opened the door – boy what a mistake.

„Luuuucccyyyy!! Happy Birth... OH MY GOD MY EYES!!! OH EW!!“ you started to yell out in horror before spotting my Sister on her Couch. Naked. With another Girl on her knees in front of her, her head buried between your Sisters legs. You turned around as quick as you could, shutting the Door behind you. A few minutes later, some shuffling and swearing from the inside, said door got ripped open again.

„What are you doing here?“ Lucy asked you and you couldn't tell if she was pissed off or just annoyed.

„Surprise??“ you say, your back still facing her.

„Why do you have a Key to my Apartment? You can turn around by the way“ she sounded annoyed, which was good – annoyed is better than pissed off.

„Mum... I just saw things I never wanted to see ever“ you shrugged like it was self-explanatory. „Dear bloody Jesus“ your Sister huffed out, before grabbing your Arm, starting to pull you inside, as you tried to stop her by holding on to the Door frame

„I'm NOT going back in there again“ you say, gagging for good measure.

„Stop being difficult“ Lucy said, putting her arm around your Shoulders instead, having more leverage. Back inside you were sat down at the Kitchen table, the Girl from earlier just making some Coffee.

„I hope you sanitized that Table“ you mumbled, before looking at your Sister „No way you haven't fu...“

„If you finish that Sentence, I'll call Mum telling her that you broke that ugly Vase at Christmas three years ago“ Lucy narrowed her eyes at you, before turning to the Girl „Ona... this is my overly annoying baby Sister y/n... devils spawn... this is Ona, my Girlfriend“

You just looked at the Girl with a blank face nor knowing how to react to these news.

„Manners“ Lucy growled at you and slapped the back of your Head

„Hola“ you said to Ona, not really knowing what to think of her.

„Hola“ Ona smiled back, putting a cup of Coffee in front of you, which Lucy took away the instant it touched the Table „No hay café para ella“ she said to Ona, while ignoring your frustrated „Oi!!“.

„Por qué?“ the dark haired woman asked.

„Look at her.... she's already a pest, I don't need her caffeinated up“ Lucy answered, finally in English, while pointing at you.

„Aye you Arsepiece“ you huffed out, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

„You're English, not Scottish, ya wee shite“ your Sister grinned at you, but finally came over, ruffling you Hair, which is Lucy language for „I love you“.

“I was born in Scotland therefore I’m Scottish” you grumble out.

„I don't understand a word you two say“ Ona said confused, her spanish accent thick as she speaks english and Lucy laughed out loud

„All good...“. She then looks at you again „But seriously... what are you doing here?“.

„Wanted to surprise you for your Birthday... haven't seen you since the Euros“ you mumble a little embarrassed

„You... missed me“ Lucy smirked

„No... how could I miss your annoying Ass?“ you answered quickly and she KNEW she hit a nerve

„I missed you too, Devils Spawn“ she said, pulling you into a side hug

„You never told me you had a younger Sister, Lucia“ Ona said, smiling slightly at our interaction

You just raise an eyebrow at Lucy „Lucia? What have you done to fuck up so badly, that she uses your actual name?“

„Lucia is more common here, you daft punk...“ Lucy rolled her eyes at you still holding you to her side before answering her Girlfriend „I try to keep her away from the Spotlight“

„Oh...“ Ona said, like she understands, which you doubted „I'll leave you two to catch up, I'm going to go...“ she smiled

„Weren't you about to come a little while ago?“ you blurted out, which earned you a very hard punch to the shoulder courtesy of your lovely Sister

Ona just look confused, which causes you to laugh „You can explain that one, Kneeless... Bathroom that way?“.

As you renter the Kitchen, you see Lucy and Ona kissing in the Doorway. You comment it with a loud dry heaving sound. Lucy blindly throws a shoe at you, which misses by miles and you snap a photo of her. You can only see Lucys back and Onas Hands around her Neck, so it's obvious that there's someone else, but you can't see who. You sit back down at the Table, your Stomach starting to growl and you realize just how late it is. You shot up and run up to Lucy, grabbing her shirt, pulling hard successfully ending the make out session

„You have to phone Mum that I'm here, otherwise she'll send a search party and I'm already dead, because I didn't text her that I arrived safely“ you stumble over your words, because nothing is more scary than Mum Bronze in Mum Mode. Lucy rolled her eyes, pecking Onas lips again for a final goodbye, before pushing you back into the Apartment again

„You realize what I just gave up for you?“

„Multiple Orgasms, I know... I don't want to know, but I know... can I post a picture, saying I'm with you?“ you murmur the end of your question, knowing Lucy is very picky with private Pictures and even more, when you're involved

„Let me first call Mum, then let me check the Picture, then we decide what we get for dinner, okay?“ she pressed a Kiss to your temple, already her Phone in Hand, dailing Home.

She was on the Phone to Mum forever, apologizing telling her she was so happy to see you that we forgot to call her. Straight A+ lie, but if someone can pull it off, it's Lucy

„You owe me, Smol“ she said after ending the Call „Now show me that picture, so I can say No and we can go finding food, since my fridge is empty and I planned on eating something else tonight“ she grinned, as you start to dry heave again.

„Please... i REALLY don't want to think about it“ you say pained

Lucy laughed out loudly and you smiled. You really missed her.

„Show me the Picture“ she said, encouraging you, a smile playing around her lips, as you show her.

„That's a good one“ Lucy said after a minute of looking at it closely handing you the phone back „You can use that one... Just don't tag Ona please“

„I don't even know who she is“ you said looking apologetic „but I think she's nice“

Your Sister laughed again „She is... haven't felt like this since Keira“

„Why did you and Keira split up? I really liked her“ you said and Lucy looked at you for a second, really looked at YOU before answering

„We just fell out of Love... nobodies fault... it just happened and it wasn't fair to either of us to keep pretending“ Lucy said carefully, yet seriously, knowing that Topic was difficult for you

„As cliche as it sounds, but we're still friends and I know, Keira will be over the Moon seeing you again“. Truth is, when Lucy and Keira split up you refused to talk to your Sister for weeks, not grabbing fully why she would leave Keira. Keira who was a mixture between a big Sister and a Mother to you. Keira, who made you laugh, when you where sad. Keira, who carried you to bed, when you fell asleep during a Movie. Keira, who held you when you came crying into Lucys Bedroom, just woken up from a Nightmare. In the End, you was just too young to grab fully what was happening. Maybe not too young but you couldn’t understand the feelings behind it.

„Was it my fault?“ you whispered, always the nagging feeling at the back of your Head, that it was your fault they split up.

„What?“ Lucy asked confused „No... of course not! Y/n listen to me... it had NOTHING to do with you“

„But if I would have acted more grown up and not come running nearly every night..“ you stared and Lucy immediately knew what it was about

„Y/n... it had nothing to do with that... nothing! You went through something traumatic and we were honestly glad you trusted us enough to come to us or let us calm you down when you had a nightmare“ she said insistently, holding your look „You had nothing to do with what happened between Keira and I, do you understand me?“

„I just... I feel like it's my fault“ you look down, playing with your fingers

„It's not... and if you don't believe me, you can ask Keira...“ Lucy said, grabbing your Hands in hers, holding them tightly „It just happened“

You let her pull you into a hug and for the first time in a long time you felt safe and home.

„Thanks Luce“ you mumbled against her shoulder

„Always ya wee shite“ she said and you felt her smiling into your Hair.

Yes, even at 16 years old, Lucy is a whole Head bigger than you were. Your stomach growled again and Lucy laughed „What do you want to eat, I'll order“

„I'm in Spain... obviously I want Fish and Chips, Idiot... I want authentic spanish food“ you said sarcastically

„Smartass“ she rolled her eyes „We could also go out, whatever you want“

„It's YOUR Birthday... why do I have to choose? “ you said, honestly confused

„I was trying to be nice... I know a small little Restaurant, not too far from here“ she grinned at you

„Do I have to change for it?“ you asked, looking down at your button down shirt, ripped jeans and the baby blue chucks

„Other shoes and you're good to go“ Lucy said as she threw a pair of NIKEs your way „I'll just go change, don't do anything stupid“ she pointed her finger threatenly at you

„Never, my beloved Sister“ you say sarcastically.

While Lucy is changing, you decided against posting the picture of Lucy and Ona kissing online. You know your Sister values her privacy and even she gave you the ok, it didn't feel right – but that doesn't mean you couldn't send it to someone else... Keira.

Y/n: ~ inserts picture ~ It finally happened Kei... I walked in on her... thankfully I haven't eaten today, otherwise Lucy would have to clean that up too

Keira: You're in Barcelona, Bitsy?! Why didn't you tell me?

Y/n: Sure am... wish I wasn't tho... ehm... surprise?

Keira: I hope you didn't plan to fuck off without saying hi... and don't kid yourself, Bitsy... that definitely wasn't the first time you walked in on your Sister ;)

Y/n: of fucking course not... and how would you know that, Ms. Walsh?

Keira: Because I was there :p

After you read Keiras last Text, you threw your Phone to the other End of the Couch with a loud „EW!!“.

Lucy came running from the Bedroom, looking at you shocked „What happened?? Are you okay?“. „I walked in on you and Keira???“ you cried out in agony.

„What?“ Lucy looked at you confused. You showed her your Phone, which caused her to laugh – full on belly laugh „Oh yeah... I forgot about that“ Lucy laughed.

„I WALKED IN ON YOU AND KEIRA???“ you screeched horrified.

„Yep... multiple times actually“ Lucy grinned.

„Oh god... I think I need to throw up? When... wait no... don't answer that“

Your Sister laughed again, throwing a coat towards you, silently telling you that you were leaving. „Is it okay, if I invite some people?“ she asked you, as you leave the Apartment.

„It's your Birthday, Luce – you can invite whoever you want“ you shrugged your Shoulders. „Whomever“ Lucy corrected you automaticly, before she pulled out her phone and send some texts. „Smartass“ you mumble as your Sister put her Arm around your Shoulders, manoeuvring you through the City.

Just as you rounded a corner into a small side road, someone shoulder checked you, turning around, yelling something in spanish at you. You looked at the guy confused, feeling Lucy going into protective Mode, making herself bigger by your Side. Before she could say anything, you looked at the Guy, yelling at him „Cállate la Boca, matildo hijo de puta!“

Your Sister looked shocked at you as does the Guy. You put on your best Bronze-Fightingface, before making a step towards him. Just as the Guy made up his mind and also took a step towards you, a Woman pushed right in between you two oozing confidence and started talking calmly to the Guy. She was pretty but damn – she was intimidating. The Guy talked back twice, before turning around, leaving the little alley

„What the Hell, Y/n??“ Lucy yelled at you „What the hell did you say to that guy? I understood ONE word and know it wasn't a compliment – and since when do you speak spanish?“

She then turned to the Woman „Hola Alexia... Gracias por interferir“

„Ningún problema“ the woman smiled at my Sister

„And you“ she turned to you „Where did you learn that?“

And there was that intimidating look again, which made you gulp. You grew up with Lucy Bronze, but this woman scared you. You pushed yourself behind your Sister, trying to hide

„Answer her“ Lucy pulled you out from behind her.

You just shook your Head and mumbled „She scares me Luce“

„Good“ your Sister mumbled „now answer her“

You shook your Head again. The woman looked at you and smiled slightly

„Excuse me. Hi, my name is Alexia, I'm a teammate and friend of your Sister“

You're still careful, not to stand to close to her „Hi... Y/n... I'm.. the Sister of my Sister“

This actually made her laugh, while Lucy groaned and started to rub her forehead embarrassed

„So... now that we know each other, where did you learn to offend spanish people? As much as I gathered, you don't speak spanish..“ Alexia said and immediately she got all scary again

„I... no... yes?“ You looked at her and tried to hide behind Lucy again, who groaned again. „Cariño.... my patience is wearing quite thin... you better start talking” Alexia said sweetly, but you knew it was a fair warning

“A girl at the Airport taught me... I just tried to order a coffee, which is SO hard in your country and the Barista didn't understand me and she kinda took over and ordered for me... as a thank you, I paid for hers... and we sat together as she waited for her Girlfriend and since we had time, she taught me some spanish” you stutter out

“Do you even know what you just said?” Alexia looked at you shocked

“ehrm... no... but the girl said I have to put on a Bitchface after saying it... she was cool...”

“Y/n... you just can't throw around spanish phrases, because SOMEONE told you” Lucy pressed.

“She look trustworthy” you defended yourself

“Cariño...” Alexia said softly “... don't EVER say that again, because you will get hurt in the process”

“Is it bad?” you ask unsure

“It is...” the Spanish woman said “... and if I ever find that Girl, that taught you, I will have a VERY serious talk with her... in spanish” she winked at you

“What are the Odds” you mumbled and Lucy looked at you

“What odds?” she asked you confused

“That girl just turned around the Corner” you said, pointing at a Girl, laughing loudly with some other girls

“I should have known” Alexia groaned out “María Pilar León Cebrián!!! Nosotras necesitamos hablar!!!” she yelled out

The Girl in questions Head snapped towards Alexias angry Voice, her laughter dying in her throat. She made eye contact with you, her eyes went comically wide and you could swear, you saw her mouthing the word “Fuck”, before slowly starting to walk backwards

“Oh please do” Alexia sneered, while walking towards Maria “Please start running, so I can chase after you because after I caught you, I'm gonna drag your sorry Ass up to Nuo and let you run Laps until Training is over and then some more...”

You turned towards your Sister “Isn't Nuo Egg?” you ask confused

“Huevo is Egg.. Nuo is the Stadium where we train and play” Lucy explained

“Ah... and why is Alexia calling me Cariño ... is that some weird spanish name?” you said, still confused

This Time Lucy laughed out loud, while Alexia is “actively” having a word with Maria – she was outright yelling at the poor Girl. You actually did feel sorry for her. Maria looked very guilty, trying to explain, but not getting a word in.

“Cariño is a form of endearment... something like Honey”

“Excuse me?? She could have at least taken me out on a Date first” you huffed, but smiled.

“Are you causing trouble already?” a voice behind you said amused. You turned around and sprinted off, throwing yourself in the Womans arms.

“I missed you, Keira” you mumbled into her neck, while she's hugging you tightly

“I missed you too, Bitsy” she kissed your Hair, not breaking the contact

You felt safe in her arms. Lucy came over after getting over her initial shock of you just sprinting off

“For once, it wasn't her causing the Trouble... it was Mapí” Lucy said, nodding towards a still yelling Alexia with her head

“What a surprise – Mapí causing trouble... these two would absolutely cause havoc” Keira laughed, not letting go of you

“Take a guess, why Mapí is getting yelled at... they have met already” your Sister grinned

“Oh god” Keira groaned laughing “What has Mapí done?”

“She taught me spanish” you said proudly

“What did she teach...” the other english woman started before getting interrupted by Lucy “Don't!!!! Don't ask!”

Keira was a little taken aback, but didn't ask any further

“She taught me a phrase... apparently it's a bad one and I'm not allowed to say it again, otherwise the scary Woman will have my Ass” you said, still pressed into Keiras side

“Scary Woman?” Keira raised an eyebrow at Lucy

“Alexia” your Sister answered shrugging her shoulders

“Mapí would like to say something” said Woman stood behind you three, her hand grabbing the back of Marias neck, who looked like a kicked puppy

“Lamento mucho haberte enseñado algo malo” the smaller Woman mumbled, clearly not happy or comfortable with the situation

“En Inglés” Alexia rolled her eyes “As you maybe remember, little Bronze doesn't speak spanish”. “Su hermana lo hace - ella puede traducir” Maria said

“Maria” Alexia warned “Deja de ser difícil y discúlpate correctamente”

“I'm sorry for teaching you bad spanish” the younger woman huffed out annoyed

“It's...” you started, before Alexia interrupted you “And now we try to say that, like we really mean it” she said to Mapí, grabbing her neck a little tighter

“I'm sorry” the younger girl winced

“Very good” Alexia smiled, but everyone saw it was fake, before getting a stern face again “You still will run laps tomorrow”

“What??? I apologized” Mapí said shocked

“Still doesn't change the fact, that you nearly caused a fight – if I hadn't stepped in, she most like would have end up in the Hospital with a broken nose... or worse” Alexia said

“Oi!” you yelled out “I may be small, but I can hold myself, thank you very much”

“We” Alexia looked at you sternly “Will talk tomorrow”

You gulped again, making yourself smaller at Keiras side, who had watched the whole interaction with an amused grin on her face.

“Can we get food now?” you whispered into Keiras side

The Midfielder laughed loudly “Let's go” she said as she pulled you into the small Restaurant, everyone following you. You sat between Lucy and Alexia, Mapí to Alexias right, next to her her Girlfriend Ingrid, Keira was to Lucys left with one seat free in between them for when Ona would join.

“What's edible here?” you ask to no one particular, studying your menu.

“Should I order for you, Cariño?” Alexia ask, wanting to make you feel welcome and comfortable “If this is you aassuming that this is a date, then no...” you say distracted, still try to figure out the menu.

Alexia was taken aback, while your Sister laughed.

“But what is... potatoes braves?” you asked, looking up confused.

Mapí clutched her heart dramatically “My heart... my Heart burns... I think I have a heart attack.. is this what a heart attack feels? My poor Heart”

“What is her deal?” you asked your Sister, who already had tears in her eyes from laughing

“You just absolutely BUTCHERED her language and food” Keira said, her tone dry as usual still looking over the menu.

“But it says there...” you climbed on top of Lucy, your Knee pressing into her thigh, causing her to groan out in pain, to show Keira on the Menu “Potatoes braves... or something like that”

“Patatas Bravas” Keira corrected you “It is potatoes, but it's not called Potatoes and definitely not Braves..”

“Look at you, all fancy spanishing” you rolled your eyes at her, but she knew you didn't mean it.

“Could you please finally get off me?” Lucy groaned out, pushing you back on your chair “When did you get so heavy?”

“Are you calling me fat, Arse biscuits??” you challenged her by raising an eyebrow

“What if I do, Twat McFuckknuckle?” Lucy taking your bait, raising her eyebrow as well

“Stop it! Both of you, we have company AND in public” Keira said sharply, successfully interrupting your interaction “God the two of you – always trouble”

You kicked Lucys ankle lightly under the Table, she shoving you, pushing you successfully into Alexia.

“Sorry... she pushed me” you mumbled out, while shoving Lucy back.

Alexia looked at Keira “Are they always this violent towards each other?”

“Oh this isn't violent – this is actually them behaving” Keira smiled fake, watching you two shoving each other “Just wait till there's food on the Table – THEN it gets violent”.

Just as they were about to order, Ona joined the small Group, pressing a small Kiss to Lucys lips. You watched that interaction with a frown on your face. You cared deeply for Keira and assumed it wasn't easy on her watching her Ex and her new Girlfriend kissing right in front of her. You carefully looked at Keira, but saw her laughing with Ingrid, who changed seats for conversation purposes.

“What's this dark look on your face, Cariño?” Alexia whispered in your ear, unknowing to you, she always had an eye on you.

“Nothing” you said flatly, not wanting to start a scene “I'm just hungry”

It was your Sisters Birthday after all and she looked very happy with Ona.

“Dinner will be served soon, don't worry” the Barca captain said lightly, putting a hand on your bouncing knee.

“Ale?” Mapí asked from Alexias other side.

“Si?” the woman in question looked at her younger Teammate

“Can we swipe seats?” Mapí asked hopefully.

You look at her confused “You want to what?”

“Swipe seats... I take Alexias, she sits in my seat” the young spanish said

“Oh... OH... you mean swap...” you say as you realize what she wants “and they say I butcher a language”

“No” Alexia said sternly “before you ask, you two won't be anywhere unsupervised”

“Oi” you exclaim “I'm very capable of looking after myself”, while Mapí exclaimed something in spanish.

“No idea what she said, but she's right” you say, pointing at Mapí

“Enough” Alexia said sternly, both of you stop complaining immediately.

Keira looked impressed at Alexia, trying to hide her smirk. Lucy was in her own world with Ona, ignoring everything around her. Finally there was Food on the Table and before the Plagrabfor everyone even were placed on the Table, you and Mapí already starting to grab whatever you could reach. Alexia watched in horror, as you two just loading food on your own plates without waiting for the rest “Excuse me? María León... I know for a fact that you have manners and won't just load your plate with food without WAITING for everyone else – especially for the Woman who celebrates her birthday today... isn't that right, María?”

Mapí looked down on her plate guilty, before starting to put the food back.

“I thought so” Alexia said, still a mad undertone in her voice

You on the other Hand didn't care one bit. You grew up in the Bronze household. You snooze, you loose. You threw a little fried something into your mouth, chewing happily. That was until the spiciness kicked in. Your eyes went wide, tears starting to form in your eyes and you started to have problems to breath. As always, you turned to Keira for help, throwing food at her to get her attention.

“Y/n please... I didn't raise you for years so you start throwing food in public” the Woman said, turning to you before realizing what was happening. Once she saw you in your distressed state, she immediately came over, pulling you out of your chair and out of the restaurant. Lucy finally noticed her surroundings, as Keira pulled you outside. She jumped up, following the two of you outside

“What happened?” Lucy asked worried, seeing you having difficulties to breath and tears streaming down your face.

“I don't know. She suddenly started to throw food at me, I actually was about to tell her off, but saw her having problems to breath and got her out” Keira gave Lucy a rundown, while keeping you upright

“It's okay, Bitsy... calm down” Keira started to talk to you in a low, soothing voice “Take a deep breath for me”

You tried to follow her instructions, but with no luck. Lucy finally sprung into action grabbing you by your shoulders, making you look at her

“Did you eat something?”

You nod, still trying your hardest to breath.

“Spicy?”

You nod again, thankful that your Sister keeps a cool head.

“You're doing good, Bubs... Do you know what you've eaten?”

You shake your head.

“Okay... we can work with that” Lucy said, a small reassuring smile on her lips, turning to Keira “Could you get something dairy.. milk... yoghurt... whatever”

“Sure” Keira smiled before disparaging inside the Restaurant.

“It's okay, Bubs... it's going to get better soon, I promise – just... don't shovel everything into your gob without asking next time.. these guys here are absolutely unholy when it comes to spicy food”. Just as your Sisters calm voice started to work on your nerves, Keira appeared with a glass of milk AND yoghurt

“Drink Bitsy” she smiled assuringly at you, pushing the glass of milk into your hands.

You took a sip and immediately felt your tight chest loosen up. Greedily you drowned the whole glass, feeling better with every gulp.

“Fuck” was the first word, that left your mouth after you regain your breathing again.

“You okay now, Bubs?” Lucy asked concerned.

“Getting there” you said, leaning forward, your hands on your knees “But I think I need to throw up”

Lucy pulled you upright quickly “Are you serious?”

“Yep” you breathed deeply, your stomach on a wrath for torturing it

“I'm getting you home right now” your Sister said seriously “Spicy is one thing, but your stomach is normally made of steel, that's not normal”

You just groaned

“Stay” Keira said to your Sister “It's your Birthday – I'll take her to my Place and have an eye on her... you stay and enjoy your evening, okay?”

“I can't ask that of you, Kei” Lucy said softly

“You're not asking... I'm offering” Keira smiled softly “If she feels up for it, we can meet for brunch or lately at training”

“Thank you” Lucy whispered, hugging her Ex-Girlfriend before turning to you “You behave... be good for Keira”

You nod before Keira wraps you into a hug, leading you away.

As soon as you're out of earshot and view, Keira let go of you and grinned knowingly “You can stop pretending now...”

You looked at her shocked “How did you know?”

“I was always able to tell... your sister is right, you have a stomach made of steel... your whole face changed after you drank the milk and I knew you're alright again... what I don't know is why you put on a show” the english Woman smirked at you, as she called you out

“Didn't want you to put up with Lucy and her new One being all lovey-dovey all evening... and I didn't want to put up with it either” you mumble caught.

Keira started to laugh loudly “Oh Bitsy... I see that lovey-dovey every day... it's okay for me... Lucy deserves to be happy...”

You looked at Keira and she knew there was more to it.

“What's wrong, Bitsy?” she ask lovingly

“I feel like it's my fault you broke up...” you mumble, having a hard deja-vu

“Oh sweetheart... no it's not... Lucy and I just grew apart. It happens and it's nobodies fault, especially not yours... but there's more, isn't it?” Keira said softly

“I don't like the new one” you mumble out, looking down embarrassed

“Why? Ona is a good person, she's good to and for your Sister”

“She looks like she doesn't even need to shave” you exclaimed.

Keira bursted out laughing “You're one of a kind, Bitsy... trust me... Ona is a good Person and she's good for Lucy... I know you're always struggling with change, but please.. give Ona a chance, she'll surprise you”

“M'kay” you mumble.

You arrived at Keiras Apartment, she let you both in before setting up her guest room for you. You went on exploring Keiras home. You were about to open a cabinet as she called from the guest room “Don't you dare open my Cabinets... I love you but you're a clutz”.

You quickly let go of the handle, looking at the pictures hanging on the wall instead. You spotted one of yourself and Lucy, sound asleep on your Couch in Manchester. You laid on top of Lucy, while she was sprawled out under you, her right arm over your back, holding you safely, her knee carefully placed on some pillows, her glasses askew on her face, your hand fisted in her shirt.

“I love that picture” Keiras voice soft behind you “I came back from training, wondering why she hadn't answered my texts about dinner... I walked in and both of you were softly snoring on the Couch. Your leg was so close to her freshly operated knee, that I was afraid you'd hurt it, if you move and I tried to lift you off her, but both of you started to stir as soon as I moved you. So I just let you sleep – after I took a picture. I think Lucy slept for another hour and you slept for nearly three more hours”

Keiras voice was soft and full of love, that you started crying silently. Another picture showed Lucy and Keira in a park, you asleep in between them. You pointed at the picture, your back still facing her.

“London” Keira said understanding you even without words “Our first anniversary.. She planned this whole Weekend to the brim, with fancy Restaurant, Musical Show, Sightseeing... everything... then your parents got so sick with the flu, that we took you with us... her plans went so fast out the window” Keira laughed quietly “but we improvised and instead of fancy restaurant we did pick-nick in Hyde Park – and I wouldn't change it for the world. You were so done after a day of exploring the city and all of the sights, that you were out like light as soon as you sat down”

You pointed at the next picture, again the three of you.

“You can't remember this one?” she asks you surprised.

“I do” you whisper “but... please”

“Paris” Keira said softly “Third anniversary.. Lucy just joined Lyon and invited me over to France for our anniversary She told me, she has the weekend off and wanted to take me to Paris – I honestly thought she would propose... Somehow you heard Lucy talking to your mum and begged her to let you come as well. It was the first time you two were separated and everyone could see that it was so hard on you. Lucy said as long as I'm okay with it, you could come. I remember you being so over the top with your nerves, that you ran around the Airport like a maniac... I lost you twice” Keira chuckled “and as soon as we started, you were out like a light again. In Paris, I had do carry you off the Plane, because you wouldn't wake up – and I still had to get our luggage AND carry you. It took me forever and Lucy was starting to panic that I bailed until she saw me, packed like a Donkey holding onto your sleeping form, dragging our bags behind me. And what did she do? She first smiled and then laughed – but it was the most beautiful sound in the world to me”

“Do you miss her?” you asked quietly.

“Of course I do” Keira answered honestly.

“Do you still love her?”

“I love her, yes... but I'm not IN love with her” she said.

You finally turned around, hugging her tightly.

“I miss you at home... so much” you mumble into her shoulder, tears rolling down your cheeks. Keira held you tightly “Oh sweet girl.. I miss you too – I really do”

You stayed like this for a moment, before your eyes grew heavy and Keira carefully walked the two of you towards the Guest bedroom, not letting go of you. You held onto her for dear life, letting her guide you.

As Keira kicked the door of the Guest room open, you mumble into her shoulder “Don't wanna sleep alone”

The english Woman chuckled lightly “I thought so... I just thought I'd offer, just in case... being a good host and everything”

She guided you towards her own Bedroom and sat you down on the Bed. You already were half asleep and whined tiredly as Keira let go of you. She smiled at your hunched over form

“Hush you... I need to change and get ready for bed – you too by the way”

You whined again “too much effort”

“Come on” Keira pulled at your Shirt “Teeth, Face, Change”

You felt like being Seven all over again.

“Nooooo” you whined out.

“Don't start... I'm not Lucy, I'm not a push-over... seven years of me in your life should have taught you that” Keira said severe.

You huffed heavy-hearted, before pushing off the Bed, shuffling towards the bathroom.

Keira smiled to herself “Still a big baby”.

After both of you went through your nightly Routine, with Keira basically brushing your teeth for you and changed your button down shirt with a normal shirt to sleep in, you made it into bed, where you immediately cuddled into Keiras arms and closed your Eyes. The older Woman kissed the Crown of your Head as she mumbled sweet nothings into the dark room, knowing you'd fall asleep in an instant.

Part 2 follows... at some point 😅

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[roosterforme]

Couches, Floors and Beds | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You had reached your boiling point with your roommate, Bradley Bradshaw. 

Warnings: Fluff and smut

Length: 1900 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

This was written for a request from my girl @katiebby04​

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You had reached your boiling point with your roommate, Bradley Bradshaw. He was becoming a nightmare to live with. The walls between your bedrooms were paper thin. He woke up early, and he stayed out late. And he brought a different girl home every weekend.   You weren't jealous. What was there to be jealous of, other than the sounds of extreme pleasure emanating from his bedroom whenever he had an overnight guest? He always sounded like he was doing God's work in there. 

But it didn't matter, because you found him so annoying! You were waiting on the couch for him to return home from work. When he walked in, still wearing his flight suit, you felt some of your resolve melt away. He looked pretty good in that thing.

"Hey, Y/N, what's up?" he asked, glancing at you as he sorted his mail.  "I just wanted to talk to you again about how loud you are when you have guests stay over." There, you said it.  The smug look on his face as he glanced back up at you had you rolling your eyes. "I don't think that's gonna stop any time soon. Maybe you should invest in some earplugs." You stood up and crossed your arms. "I know you think you're some sort of Cassanova, but can you have a little decency when I need to get some sleep for work?" You felt Bradley eyeing you from head to toe, trying to make you squirm.  "I'll take that into consideration." "Thanks," you replied, spinning on your heel, intending to head back to your bedroom. "But, I think you're just jealous." You spun back to face him. "You're joking." He shook his head. "Nah, I'm not joking. You sound jealous as hell." You gave him side-eye. "I'm immune to you, Bradshaw." He chuckled and said, "Then let me kiss you. I want to know what it feels like to have a woman immune to me. I've never encountered that before." His smirk was immediate and annoying.  "You are so fucking cocky, I don't see how you manage to get any women at all," you replied, closing the small gap between your bodies. "But, sure. Have a little taste of immunity." Bradley's eyebrows shot up. He clearly hadn't been expecting you to agree with what he said. "Really?" "Sure," you said with a shrug, but your heart was starting to pound a little faster. He licked his lips and tossed his mail onto the coffee table. Once his entire focus was on you, it was evident that you'd made a mistake. His brown eyes looked sincere, and his lips twitched slightly as he smiled down at you. And now you were curious to know what his mustache would feel like rubbing against your skin.  When he reached for your waist with his huge hands, you let him guide you close enough that his flight suit was rubbing you through your tank top.  "Okay," he muttered, squeezing your waist gently before dipping down to meet your lips in a kiss. Holy hell, his mustache felt magical. His lips were soft, but the bristles of his facial hair scraped you in a delightful juxtaposition. His hands felt heavy and huge on your body as he brushed his lips against yours, proving you completely wrong as you reached for his biceps.  Bradley released your lips and looked at you with one eyebrow raised, but then he bent lower again and kissed you harder, licking the seam of your lips until you parted them for him. His tongue tasted yours, and you could feel his hands moving lower to your ass.  You broke away and stepped out of his grip, trying your best to act nonchalant. You took a deep breath and pressed our lips together. "See? Immune." You turned around again, trying to focus on getting into your bedroom. Bradley chuckled behind you. "I think you enjoyed that more than you thought you would." You glared at him over your shoulder. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy yourself too, Bradshaw. I could feel you pressed up against me." You let your eyes trail down the front of his flight suit to make your point. "I wasn't the one saying I was immune to you, babe. I already knew I was going to enjoy it." You turned to fully face him again. His breathing was a little heavy, and his pupils were blown wide. "Want to do it again?" you whispered, and he crossed the room to you in two long strides. "Yes," he said, reaching for you in the process. You let him grab you by your hips and smash your body to his while you sealed your lips against his mouth. He was moaning within seconds as you rubbed your body against his hard dick. His hair was gorgeous, and you loved running your fingers through its wavy texture.  He grunted into your mouth as you kissed him. "Feels so good," he managed to say when you redirected your mouth to his thick neck and sucked on him. You kissed all of his scars in turn as he reached his hand up the back of your tank top before letting it drift around to your chest. He was palming your breasts and playing with your hard nipples.  Realization hit you. You wanted him so badly. You wanted to be the only girl he had screaming all night in his bed.  His tongue was back to gliding across yours as you started unzipping his flight suit. You helped him shimmy out of his sleeves so you could touch more of his skin. You ran your hands up and down his arms, enjoying the texture of his muscular body as he kept kissing you. "You're really enjoying this," you said, now feeling a little smug yourself, as he ground against you again. "Of course I am," he replied, licking up the side of your neck. "Had a crush on you since you moved in." Laughter bubbled out of you, partly from his words and partly because his mustache was tickling the spot right behind your ear as he nipped you with his teeth. "Really?" "Yeah, babe. Now tell me you're not immune to me like a good girl." You pushed him over toward the couch as you yanked his flight suit down his hips. You started to grab at him through the fabric of his boxers, but he held your hand and stopped you, waiting for your response. You took a deep breath and met his eyes. "I'm not immune to you, Bradshaw." "That's better," he said as he grabbed your waist and pulled you down with him as he sat down on the couch. You squealed as you landed on his lap, his hard dick pressing against your belly. "Plus, I think I have a solution to your issue with me." You looked at him as you pulled his boxers and flight suit down far enough to have full access to his cock. Now you understood what had the other girls hooting and hollering all night long. Jesus.  "What solution would that be, Bradshaw?" you asked as you ran your fingers along his length.  His head was tipped back, and you kissed his prominent Adam's apple. "Well, babe, if you're the only one I've got in my bed, you can control when it's loud in the apartment." You laughed at his words. "Are you serious?"  Bradley looked between your face and where you were holding his throbbing dick. "Yeah," he said a bit sheepishly.  You leaned forward and kissed him hard, and he yanked your tank top over your head, tossing it aside and baring your chest to him. Bradley worked his mouth against your breasts, making you moan and whine as you unskillfully got your shorts and underwear off.  "Where do you have condoms?" you moaned as he sucked on your nipple.  He told you where to find them, and you dashed into his bedroom completely naked before returning with a box.  What a sight he was. He had removed his black tee, and his flight suit and underwear were pushed down his calves. All tan and muscular with an enormous penis. He was stroking himself and looking at you. "Come here," he coaxed.  You were instantly in motion, grabbing a condom and tossing the box aside. You unwrapped it and slipped it down his length as he pulled you into his lap and started kissing and caressing your breasts again. You were already so wet and ready to go.  "Oh God," you moaned as you sunk down onto his length. Bradley was sizable and already more satisfying than your last boyfriend had been. And he wasn't even moving yet!  And when he did start thrusting up into you, the sensation of being so full had you gasping for air and grabbing his shoulders.  "Feel good?" he asked you, nibbling on your collarbone and rubbing his nose across your neck.  "Bradshaw," you gasped as he gripped your hips and pushed you down harder before easing your hips back. You followed the example he set and started to ride him, and he definitely seemed to like that. He palmed your breasts as they bounced, occasionally nipping and licking too. He licked your neck and kissed your lips, and finally his talented right thumb found your clit.  The sounds you were making were an exact replica of what you were used to hearing from his room on Saturday nights. You weren't even embarrassed. You understood now what he was actually capable of. You were also going to make sure he meant what he said about you being the only one in his bed from now on. He was that good. And maybe you were ready to admit you had a crush on him too.   Suddenly he scooped you up and set you down gently on your back on the floor. Before you could question him, he was kissing you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. He pushed his cock inside you once again and gave you one hard thrust that had you whining. He thrust into you again and again, coaxing you to the edge of your orgasm with his beautiful rhythm.  And when he slid his fingers along your clit, you cried out against his neck. "Shit, babe," he groaned as you clenched around him. And you felt him come undone, rubbing his lips and mustache along your chest as he came.  "That was incredible," he murmured against your skin, and you nodded in agreement. His relaxed body weight pressing you into the living room floor was enough to convince your body that Bradley Bradshaw was something you needed.  Then he started laughing where his face was still mashed against your neck. "Two perfectly good beds to choose from, and our first time is on the couch and the floor." You grinned at him. "You want your bed or mine for round two?" you asked him sweetly.  He groaned and said in his raspy voice, "Yours. Definitely yours. I've been dreaming about being in your bedroom for months."  "Well then, let's go, Bradshaw. I'll give you a tour of my room." 

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Katie! I hope you enjoyed this one!

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[midnightmoonytales]

𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕀𝕥! |ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕔 𝕊𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

CW: Cussing, anger, threatening.... the reader has Misophonia.

A/n: Me reflecting.....maybe. Am I writing this because everything has been way too loud for me? yeah, I am. I've locked myself in my room because the sound of people even breathing or swallowing has irked me. I simply can't take it anymore. My doctors told me a few months ago that I had misophonia after I complained to her about it, meanwhile my family told me I was just crazy for years 💀. Felt great to know that I indeed was not crazy. It's short and probably not that well done, but I've been wanting to write and feed my babies - and this was a good way for me to finally write.

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Summary: An eventful dinner in the Great Hall with your friends, as you lost your precious earplugs.

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"Can you chew any fucking louder, you git." You grumbled, grown tired of Mattheos "loud" chewing. Dinner had only been served in the great hall moments ago, and Mattheos boarish eating had only grown louder as time passed - Along with the sounds of hundreds of students talking...you were losing your mind. Unfortunately, for you - you lost your earplugs in between third and fourth-hour classes today. While they weren't able to block out as much noise as ear muffs, they were more discreet.

"Shove it; I'm not even chewing that loud," Mattheo replied, the food in his mouth showing as he spoke. You resisted the urge to throw up at the sight of it. You would think he would learn some manners...but then again, both of his parents were deranged murderers, so he didn't have much going for him. "It's not my fault you lost your precious earplugs; maybe I don't know...lose them." He said, stabbing a piece of chicken and purposely eating it with his mouth open.

The others snickered, quickly shutting up as you glared at them. Blaise shook his head as he watched his friends; Theodore was enjoying watching Mattheo test death, wanting to finally see some action in this god-forsaken castle. Pansy had yet to be seen, unlike her, but none of you cared to look. She would appear at some point.

"You're going to lose the ability to breathe if you keep at it," You growled, waving your knife at him. No one could save him from the grave he was digging himself. He had found constant joy in tormenting you; it was his favorite pass time. Draco patted Mattheos back, signaling that he should surrender, but to no avail; he kept at it.

You were ready to lunge at him, but as if on cue, Pansy came sauntering to the Slytherin table. Taking her usual spot to the right of you, taking your attention off of the boy in front of you to the table. Alas, your earplugs were sitting in front of you. You started at them before tackling Pansy in a hug, quickly popping them afterward... It was as if the world had quieted down. No longer feeling as if your ears were no longer bleeding anymore. Mattheos' life being spared, all thanks to Pansy and her amazing finding skills.

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[agendabymooner]

she's beauty, she's grace ! sergio 'checo' p. x ofc (miss philippines!ofc)

summary: the red bull driver sergio perez has married a long-time fan - who also happened to be the miss universe 2018 winner AND the mother to his two kids, carmella 'mella' ayala.

content warning: possible use of explicit language, established relationship, miss universe!ofc, fluff, dad!checo and mom!ofc, mentions checo and his proud bf moment, video clips + tweets and posts, what is proper grammar, mentions of characters from jenson button x ofc work and seb vettel x ofc piece (no storyline involved)

note: i used this face claim because i was one of those people that were screaming "PHILIPPINES" at the tv hoping that catriona gray would win. don't ask me why i made a checo one. there's something about that man that had my internals screaming for a moment so i've been at this thing for HOURS. i should probably update my masterlist soon before i start packing my shit and going 😭🤠 enjoy xx

masterlist

MISS U(niverse), CHECO ❤️ | MELLA TALKS ABOUT BEING CELEBRATED IN MEXICO BY HER BOYFRIEND'S FAMILY | CARMELLA AYALA HOMECOMING 2019 w/ VICE GANDA by abscbn

HOST: VICE (GANDA) GUEST: CARMELLA AYALA

[translation: mi rana pequeño = my little frog]

tagged schecoperez

liked by carlossainzjr, danielricciardo, christianhorner

user1 my little frog 😭

user2 WHICH ONE IS A HARRIE?!

carmayalaprz bitzy but he's at the hotel rn 😅 he's taking a break from chiquito

user2 even froggys need a break too 😩🙌

schecoperez what do you mean mr. bitzy's at the hotel 🧐

carmayalaprz what do you mean by that love? 😄😊

schecoperez 😊

maxverstappen1 uh oh. i wouldn't play this game with carma if i were you checo 🤔

redbullracing i agree with max on this one

christianhorner i don't really mind being introduced to bopit and bitzy every time 😕 liked by carmayalaprz

carmayalaprz i hope gp's the same because there's gonna be a lot of that soon 😅

danielricciardo how much plushies does he have for the trip rn?

carmayalaprz without cece's? about seven. apparently the whole pack either come or be left at home but we all know the chances of one being left alone in the cold dark place

danielricciardo i can barely imagine ribb being left alone at home- can you just imagine that poor frog crying for his friend?

carmayalaprz i can never 😔

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danielricciardo i hope you guys brought earplugs. god knows how much of a screamer silas is 😭

schecoperez daniel for the last time he didn't intentionally try to break your eardrums 🤠

carmayalaprz try babysitting them, you'll get used to it eventually

danielricciardo maybe next time, yes?

user3 danny would probably add more to the noise if anything ngl 😭

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[basketballanonsblog]

Just like the rain

Thought it would be cute to write the moment Jihyo realised she fell in love with R:

Inhale. Exhale.

All of them had been repeating that mantra in their head for the past 5 minutes. After a gruelling day of practice, Twice were finally granted rest. It was close to midnight and despite their hunger, no one had the energy to move; simply relying on the bottles of water they provided.

Even the leader was grateful for this reprieve. This week felt never-ending and took its toll on each of them.

Jihyo was disappointed that she wasn't able to see you due to the hectic schedule, but you reassured her that it was alright. Despite that, it didn't stop you from sending messages throughout the days and even surprising her with flowers at one point.

You were irresistibly sweet, and she would never admit it out loud, but you captivated her when you met. You were a bit brash, mixed with a slight dark sense of humour but it was obvious that your softer side was reserved mainly for Jihyo.

"What are you smiling at?" Nayeon's voice broke Jihyo's train of thought, and she slipped back into a neutral expression.

"I wasn't smiling." Jihyo wanted to facepalm at the attempt of lying. It wasn't even a believable denial.

"I bet she's thinking of about her girlfriend." Sana chimed in before cooing at the leader.

"Y/n isn't my girlfriend!"

Crap

"HA! Sana didn't even name anyone in particular and you thought of y/n!"

Why are Sana and Nayeon ganging up on her?

"Well, the implication is there." She pouted before crossing her arms.

"Unnie is right, we could all tell who Sana was referring too. After all, who else besides Y/n has been trying to woo Jihyo?" Tzuyu tried to hold her laughter, and Jihyo couldn't tell whose side the youngest was on.

"Woo me?"

8 pairs of eyes turned, each member looking incredulously at her, and Jihyo just wanted to sink into the floor.

"Is she being serious?"

"Oh good god..."

"I thought Dahyun and Sana were the only dense ones. "

"Hey!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She got flustered to the point where she couldn't tell who was speaking anymore but then a knock on the door caught all their attention.

"Come in."

You walked through the door and smiled cheerfully at them.

"Hey gang, heard you just finished and thought you guys might be hungry." They ran to you and snatched the bags out of your hand, but not before profusely thanking you.

You turned to Jihyo, still smiling but your smile turned softer.

"Hi."

"Hey y/n. Thank you, for the food."

"Don't mention it. It looks like you guys needed it tonight." You face the others, and Jihyo follows your line of sight, looking at the others fervently eating.

"You should join them before they eat everything."

She was about to agree when you sneezed.

"Are you okay?" Jihyo went to put her hand on your shoulder but was surprised when she felt how damp your hoodie was.

"Why are your clothes wet?"

"It's raining and I walked here."

"Pabo! What were you thinking?"

"I wanted to see you." Your sincerity warmed her heart but she played it cool.

"Well if you get sick, I hope it was worth it."

"I got to see you, so I'd definitely say it was worth it."

A towel hit you in the face before Jihyo could respond.

"I don't mean to interrupt the flirting, but here's a towel."

"Thanks Jeongyeon." You took your hoodie off leaving you in a plain shirt and dried yourself, placing the towel around your shoulders to keep warm.

"Oh! Before I forget" you pulled a small box and tossed it to Sana.

"Noise cancelling earplugs. I heard thunder on my way here but I saw these at the convenient store."

"Ahh y/n you're so sweet!" Someday you're going to make someone very happy.

"I hope so." If anyone noticed you glance at Jihyo, no one commented on it.

-x-

Jihyo laid in bed but couldn't fall asleep. She kept replaying the last hour in her mind.

You went back with them to the dorm, wishing them a goodnight until it was only you two standing outside the door.

"Thanks again for stopping by, I missed hanging out with you."

"Me too. But hopefully it won't be long to wait after this."

In a bold move, you kissed her cheek.

"Goodnight Jihyo."

She was bombarded with questions when she went inside but went straight to bed.

One comment by Nayeon kept repeating in her head.

"Look how smitten she is, someone's in love!"

She didn't answer but surely it's not true is it?

Memories of the year so far ran through her head including what you did tonight.

Y/n is just a caring person that's all. I mean sure, my heart skips a beat when she does something sweet and thoughtful; but that doesn't mean I'm in love with her right?

Right?

Oh.

She couldn't help but smile.

Everything fell into place, but she wasn't afraid of this newfound revelation. She welcomed the feeling. And just like the rain that night, Jihyo had fallen just as hard.

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[abiiors]

I’ve got a matty request if that’s okay? Just seen the video of matty singing about you with Carly at Finsbury Park and my heart is so full!! Could I request a fic where y/n comes to sing it on stage with matty and he’s all soft and cuddly and so in awe of her in front of everyone? No worries not, just love your writing and wanted to ask!!

something very small and mediocre at best but i'm trying haha. thanks to @toomuchracket for the name idea (you'll see which one 🤭)

god can you imagineeeee??? i had to look up the setlist of the show once again but i think it happens after they’ve performed the sound. you’ve been wired and you’re ready, waiting backstage, pacing nervously. five more minutes till you’re supposed to go on. a stage tech has already told you that and given you a little reassuring smile but it barely helps. there are fifty thousand people. fifty thousand. how are you even supposed to comprehend that number? let alone go out and perform in front of them all? so you just watch him on stage in his element. he’s dancing and singing and just being a star really. matty with a side of truman. your heart thumps in tandem with the beats of the sound, right in your fucking throat. 

the song ends, cheers go up, matty does something cutesy before his voice crackles in your ear. “ready?” 

you nod to yourself, throat dry, before realising he can’t see you. “yeah,” it’s barely a squeak. “yep.” 

there’s a very brief pause before he goes back to chatting with the crowd, being perfect as always. the people cheer along—it’s louder than anything you’ve ever heard before. matty knows you well though, because seconds later his voice is back in your ear. 

“you’re nervous,” he says. “it’s okay. so am i.” 

that makes you giggle a little. it’s matty fucking healy, this is what he does every night. yet you know he’s not lying when he says he’s nervous. the little tells are there; how he swallows roughly, and fidgets with the mic wire more than usual. on stage, jamie starts a melody on the piano. this is your cue, you realise. you’re supposed to walk on stage as soon as adam starts strumming the guitar. your body stays frozen on the side of the stage, and matty extends a hand, smiling as if it’s only you in here and no one else. 

you walk forward, only looking at matty and his outstretched hand, as adam starts strumming his guitar—a sweet acoustic tune. the cameras focus on you and matty, then zoom in a little to only show your face on the big screens—you in your flowy blue dress, complementing matty’s cream suit perfectly. a cheer goes up and stops abruptly as you look at the crowd for the first time. why did they stop all of a sudden? the reason becomes clear pretty quickly however. it’s not you, it’s the name that appears on the screen right below your face. 

your first name that everyone’s familiar with. and then healy. 

a collective gasp runs through the crowd before a cheer goes up so loud that you instinctively cover your ears despite having the noise-cancelling earplugs in. matty laughs and mouths something that vaguely looks like “the cat’s out of the bag” before he brings the mic up to his mouth and starts singing. 

“you are mine, i’ve been drowning in you.” it’s a beautiful acoustic rendition of then because she goes. really the most perfect song he could have chosen. and as soon as his arms are around you, you forget the crowd, the cameras. you forget the loud cheers and the thousands of voices singing along. all that stays is his voice and his arms and his smile. and the way he looks at you—eyes soft, almost pools of honey in the golden light that falls on him. it’s easier to sing this way when you’re just looking at him. 

it’s easier to the say “i love you” over and over again just to him. the easiest thing in the whole world. 

but matty knows how nerve wracking it is. and as your voice mix with each other, creating the perfect harmony, you sway in each other’s arms lightly, feeling each and every word of the song. you use your unoccupied hand to hold his, just something to ground you a bit more. and of course, he wastes no time bringing your hand up to his lips to press a kiss right above the ring you’ve chosen to wear so proudly today. a loud chorus of awwws goes up, making matty’s cheeks tinge pink. utterly adorable and heartwarming. 

and simply perfect. 

#✉️ #♤: matty blurbs #the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy x you #matty healy x reader #matty healy fluff #matty healy blurb #matty x you #matty x reader #fluff

[im-in-a-love-cult]

an absolute win for the transmasc community 🙇

ngl I'm a sucker for sickfics and would love to read anything involving Remus looking after an ill reader who's neck deep in homework and refuses to take a break. maybe they fall asleep in the library, maybe they grumble about not being able to taste anything at breakfast, i dont know, take any creative liberties you'd like 😌

Oh i actually love you, i was thinking about writing earlier and this is the perfect excuse 😭 thank you my love

idk why i started off so angry at the start, i was trying to make him seem frustrated 😔/swearing/author cannot write for shit ☹️☹️/the layout is weird but if i don't do it in bulletpoints it'll be worse 🌚/author is British don't even start with me. 'Bollocking isnt British slang' WELL I USE IT OK 😕😕/not proof read, might go back and tweak it but i doubt it, sorry my love/do these warnings make me sound like a dick? ☹️

Remus Lupin x ill transmasc reader

Obviously you had to get ill now. Absolutely fucking brilliant.

You were absolutely balls deep in work that will not help you in the future whatsoever. Which is really a punch in the face cause you don't even have balls

Remus, of course, being the absolute star he is, wasn't the biggest fan of you overworking yourself, especially in this state

He tried to gently coax you out of this habit. Which worked for about half an hour before you got straight back to it

It's either an absolute bollocking from the teachers or an absolute bolloking from your immune system. Great.

You were currently hunched over a desk in the library, trying to focus.

Lines weren't lining. I swear, you read the same line about 57 times over and it just wasn't going in

You lay your head down in frustration

Look, you didn't mean to fall asleep, but it's grasp was just so comforting

It wasn't until about 20 minutes of Remus asking your mates where the hell you were until he found you absolutely knocked out in the library

His lip quirked up slightly, stroking your cheek gently

He packed up all your books. Another day.

Listen, he would've carried you but with his joints that is not happening

He awoke you as peacefully as he could. He felt like shit about it too.

"Sh, shh, i know dove, i know darling, we'll get you to bed, yeah? Atta boy"

Of course, you can lean a good amount of weight on him as you walk

When you protest slightly he gives you a stern look

"Love, you're pale, your voice sounds like your nose has earplugs up it. Just, let me take care of you. For the hell of it, yeah?"

God, his voice could convince the most stoic person on earth.

Eventually he got you into bed, warm hands taking your binder off (gifted by the courtesy of James)

Normally, after all that moving around the school you'd be awake again, but God everything about that man is so relaxing

He gently, as if he's handling a porcelain doll, dresses you into something comfier, kissing your forehead

"Need anything baby? Tea? Hot chocolate?"

Eventually, you dose off, a side table of neatly folded tissues and a body filled with warmth.

ACTUALLY PROUD OF THIS ONE?? WOAH??Kinda didn't get across amazingly that reader was sick, sorry pookie ☹️☹️✊️ hope you enjoyed lovely!!

#marauders #marauders era #the marauders #remus lupin #remus lupin x you #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x male reader #james potter #marauders headcanons #sirius black #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #regulus black #jegulus #the marauders era #harry potter marauders #atyd marauders #marauder era #marauders fanfiction #marauders headcanon #marauders x male reader

[bluexiao]

#the memory of you (chapter three)

—it all starts when you saw someone who looked like someone you know in a game, only to come to know that it was him all along 

—(or) scaramouche gets transported to Earth and you have become a part of his story 

THEMES. reversed isekai; self aware!scaramouche; crack, angst, open ending 

WARNINGS. mentions of his real name; may have curses from reader and scara; may have spoilers from the 3.3 interlude quest; mentioned wanderer’s voicelines to fit the narrative

WORD COUNT. 1.3k words

NOTES. this wouldn’t probably make sense if you haven’t read the 2 previous chapters but you do you. also, thank you to summer irl for beta reading this and sharing ideas also! she was the one who came up with the main plot it’s her big brains era

The Memory of You; Beginning, Mean, End 

“I wish I’d never been born at all” 

That was the thought that remained in SCARAMOUCHE’s mind when he had entered the Iminsul, and it had granted his wish. 

But in a different way than he could’ve ever expected. 

Standing in the middle of a pavement–markings he could not recognize and surroundings so unlike the ones he had ever seen. He had traveled to all of the lands of Teyvat, but never had he encountered such gigantic glass buildings and weirdly shaped lights and… are those carts? Carts with glasses, shaped like windows–what is it? Is it a new invention by someone from Fontaine that he had no idea of? 

He restricts himself from speaking as he silently observes his surroundings; it was dark, stars nowhere to be found and not a single person around, high signages at the same height as the buildings, filled with words he could read but does not understand its purpose, and faces of people that he could tell from a glance is quite odd for someone–or anyone from Teyvat could ever do. 

He must be in another world. 

┌───────── ·  ·  ·  · ꒰⚘݄꒱₊

It was December, and you were freezing. 

“Can’t believe you’re still playing that game, Y/n. And all for one character!” 

You scoffed with a laugh, eyes strained on the screen display as you replied to the microphone of your earplugs, “Funny. Says the one who’s waiting for Ayato’s rerun banner just because she first played right after his first one.” 

“Hey! That’s foul!” you could hear your friend shout over the receiver, which only caused you to laugh even more. 

“Poor you. Now, I can get Scaramouche but you still don’t have your Yashiro Commissioner.” 

“Hmp! I want to say you won’t get your Scara today but you even loaded a bunch of genesis crystals for him. Your dedication outranks any Scara simp I know.” 

“I’m probably the only Scara simp you know, dumbass,” you pull away and lean onto your seat, eyes closing and sighing heavily. 

It was time. 

“So? You got him?” 

“Not yet,” you say, once again opening your eyes and clicking the Wish button–a single pull, and next, and then another one. 

“How much pity are you in now?” 

“Uh… pretty sure I’m on 40. Oh my god-” 

“What? What?!” 

“It’s gold! Oh fuck… I got him…” 

“You got him?!” 

“Yeah… I got him.” 

“Well, isn’t that a good thing?” 

┌───────── ·  ·  ·  · ꒰⚘݄꒱₊

“It’s so weird…” 

“Why? What’s weird?” your friend caught on just as she hears your weak voice. “Is this about the story or you? I haven’t finished the quest yet though so I might not have any idea what you’re going to say.”

“Yeah, there’s this constant headache I get just from playing this patch. I think I should log off but…” your eyes drift to the screen and as if you expected someone to return your gaze, they land on Scaramouche’s back, leaving him idle in the meantime. 

“Then you should rest! Y/n, it’s not good for your health to force yourself.” 

“Yeah…” you absentmindedly mutter, only to ignore what your friend’s voice was saying, along with your mind, leaning forward and pressing on the profile button, seeing Scaramouche’s face along with the rest of his profile. You head on to his Profile and click on his Voicelines, only finding a few as you haven’t really leveled your Friendship with him yet. 

Click. 

“You want me to introduce myself? I've gone by many names and titles during my journey. Although each one is more eminent than any ordinary mortal could imagine, they're all just water under the bridge to me now. Call me whatever you like. Go ahead, let me see what you can come up with. Don't disappoint me.”

“Mouche, you said your name is Mouche, right? Like legit? That’s a pretty unique name,”

Your voice echoed in your mind–or was it really? How can you not even remember uttering such words nor to who you uttered them, and when exactly? 

Your eyes trail up to the screen, searing pain in the side of your head palpitating still, urging you to press and massage with your  hand over them, in hopes of easing the ache even for a bit. 

Pretty purple eyes–one that you swear you might have seen somewhere with someone else. In this world, however, such a thing is rare, and you’ve never really met anyone with purple eyes–probably cosplayers, but why is it that no matter how you rack your mind for something or someone, you could not find it. 

“You and I have crossed paths in the past, but our journeys will eventually diverge. Who knows what will happen next? Let's just wait and see.”

His voice echoes in your mind, almost as if it is something you’ve heard before. 

Of course, you’ve heard of this character’s voice before, you’ve played for quite a while and he had also appeared in a lot of quests, especially in the Sumeru Archon Quest. But…

Nevermind. 

You chose to ignore your aches as you went through each and every single voiceline of his that you can unlock and before you know it… 

“Wait, I can… hear them without unlocking?” you stopped in your tracks right after accidentally clicking on one of the locked voice lines. 

Shrugging to yourself, thinking it probably was just a glitch, you went on and tried to hear the rest of the locked voice lines, smiling to yourself at how you could possibly be so lucky on encountering such a glitch–it’s better to do them now that the company still haven’t noticed and fixed it yet. It didn’t seem to be something that big of an issue though, you might be able to see YouTube or TikTok videos later on about how they experienced the same glitch. 

Unbeknownst to you, however, no one else did. 

There was no glitch at all. 

At least, none that was caused by the game itself. 

┌───────── ·  ·  ·  · ꒰⚘݄꒱₊

It was like fluttering his eyes open in the middle of cold water and rising from the depths of the sea to reach the light and inhale a large chunk of breath, burning his throat but awakening his lungs. 

It was like that when he came back to his own world—he who was called Mouche, was The Balladeer and Kunikuzushi, but now… nothing. No one. He is no one. 

As he stared at the empty, dark skies, rain blurring his eyes as it got stuck to his lashes, clothes drenched by the never-ending storm, he who has had many names do not remember anything. 

“Where… am I?” 

Surprised by his own voice, he blinks away from the doom of the heavens and looks around to land his purple eyes right upon each of the trees, the bushes, and everything that he could see under the haze of the misty weather. He was but a man, a blank slate, no name, an empty mind. 

Who am I?

The words die down in his throat with a question that held no answers. 

Then it came: the voice–one voice. 

“Who are you?” (it came, weak but clear enough for him to assume that it was coming from somewhere near him)

“Someone who knows you very well.” (but apparently, it wasn’t, as he hears his own voice without him even speaking–it was all in his head.) 

Whoever the other voice was, it was the one that urged him to stand up and breathe again–take in the air after unknowingly holding his breath. 

He might be an empty slate, but this voice (your voice) filled the gaps of his craving to know, to find the memories that he had lost–his memories of you. 

fin

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[welcometololaland]

I know you're off line right now, so ignore this for as long as you want (or forever) - but you sent me such a lovely nice ask week ask, so I want to come into your inbox and ask one too.

I know you live in Australia, but you've traveled a lot in Europe - so my question is, what do you do on the flights? How do you keep yourself entertained and not twisted into a pretzel shape by the end of it?

hi lim! thank you for this 💜 what an interesting question! honestly, i'd love to know other people's theories on long-distance plane travel, because i feel like i'm no master.

that being said, melbourne to anywhere in europe requires a solid 12.5 hour flight and then usually another 6-8 hour one one on top of that, so i do have SOME travel tips. i think these are my best ones, but i'd be SO KEEN to hear others :)

if you're flying through any major airport (abu dhabi, dubai, singapore, doha, etc.) remember that they will make you do security again just before you go to your gate. this means it is imperative you do not fill up your water bottle in the airport unless you have time to drink it! i've been forced to down so many litres of water just to get my bottle on the plane (for some reason they never have taps near the gates?!).

sleep is your friend. personally, i don't bother with timezones, i just try and get as much of it as i can. i know this is controversial, as some people like to time their sleeping with their destination, but honestly i think sleeping on planes is patchy as it is so you may as well sleep when you're tired. there's an art to this too - i order an alcoholic drink with the first meal service (usually just after take-off), and use it to make me a little drowsy. during the post-meal coffee service, i forego any tea, coffee or sodas and have a cup of plain hot water. that usually lets me go to sleep as soon as the cabin lights go off. bring a sweater so you're warm enough, wear comfy clothes and warm socks and don't be afraid to ask for extra blankets if you need them - sometimes planes can be SUPER cold. also, use the free mask/earplugs they give you if you can (the earplugs do some weird sensory shit to me so i can't handle those, but the mask is usually great).

if you have any dietaries whatsoever, don't forget to order specific meals. this means you never miss out, even if you are asleep when the trolley comes around. you can always request it later. one time i forgot to put in meal requests on a 12.5 hour flight it was torture. i had to survive on apples.

always bring a charged laptop (preferably with a lot of fic or netflix shows pre-downloaded) and headphones. you can never guarantee what movies they're gonna have and honestly i find my own entertainment more worthwhile. books are a little dicey because if you're flying at night and they turn the cabin lights off, you don't wanna be that asshole turning the overhead light on while the person next to you is trying to sleep.

if you know your bladder sucks, PLEASE choose the aisle seat (that is me - aisle always).

if you're travelling with one other person and you're on an A380 or similar, there's usually an option to pick a seat right down the back of the plane with rows of 2 rather than 3. this changed my life when i discovered it. as long as you have the patience to wait 2223847 years to de-plane, it can be so handy because you never have a random between you and you can a) get better sleep and b) go to the bathroom whenever you want.

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS carry baby wipes. You'll need them for your hands, when you spill something on yourself or (on the 12.5 hour flight) your underarms lol. Also, please for the love of god wear shoes in the bathroom.

during stopovers, try to find the most random bathroom available (good idea to go for a walk if you have the time), set up shop, and do a cleanse. brush your teeth, brush your hair, wash your face, apply some lip balm (plane environments are super drying, especially for that long). i always carry a small toiletries bag (making sure you're not carrying liquids over 100ml) in my carry on. it makes you feel SO much better. you can also do this when you get to your destination, just before you leave the airport (before/after baggage collection).

bring a phone cable. sounds stupid but the amount of times i have forgotten one...

travel as light as possible with carry on. my personal favourite is to have a backpack with my charger, laptop, a sweater/jumper and small toiletries bag, and then i also carry a fanny pack-type bag that can be shoved into the top of my backpack. the separate small bag is super handy walking around airports though because you can have your wallet, phone, boarding pass and passport on you at all times and really easily accessible. this hack will also save you SO MUCH TIME at security check. if you travel light, you'll find it so easy separating out your laptop and liquids at any check in.

#some of these are common sense i know #but not that double security check one #i always get caught out #seriously trying to down 2L of water in one go is NOT NICE #lolaland travel tips #travel tips #personal #liminalmemories #lolaland answers

[smalls-words]

Fulfil Your Oath pt. 6

Summary: Diana vs Ares. What's the worst that can happen?

Pairings: Diana x Handmaiden!Reader, Steve x Diana, Diana x R x Wonder Men, Diana x Ares (half-siblings)

Warnings: Lots of blood, lots of explosions, lots of shouting and lots of angsty fluff :)

A/N: Ta-da! Idk how I feel about the ending but I still love it :)

Series Masterlist

*not my gif*

Colour drained from Diana’s face. “You… No… Stop lying!”

“My dear, I don’t want to fight you. But if I must…” He gripped the lasso in both of his hands and a bolt of electricity shot Diana down whilst destroying the watchtower, appearing to those on the ground as a light blue supernova.

Diana rolled for a moment before she saw a trail of blood crossing in front of her. She reached out and touched it, a vision in her mind flashing of you and Ares fighting before he stabbed you in the chest.

Wind picked up, under Ares’s control and the base alarms began to sound as Diana stood. Her eyes followed the trail of blood that led to a small hangar, but she was stopped by a swirling piece of wood from the watchtower.

Inside, you lay as still as possible, trying to get your breathing under control whilst you bled. Your hands were tied with metal poles whilst you were gagged with a cloth and chain wrapped around your head.

At the sound of familiar footsteps, you kicked over a box of empty shells, alerting Chief and Sameer to your presence. They observed your breaking body in disbelief, but helped you up onto your legs before Chief undid your gag.

“Ares. Ares is here, Ares is Sir Patrick!” You told them, making them look at each other in shock.

“I need to find Diana, I need to protect her.” 

“Neither of us are strong enough to untie you, Y/N.” Sameer sighed. “It’s like handcuffs, but with no keyhole.”

You looked at Chief and he shook his head too. “I’m sorry.”

“Chief, I felt it. I felt it up there, with Diana. Please, let me hear your thoughts. If I am to die tonight, I need to know.” You begged.

He hesitated at first, but then surrendered to your pout. “I believe you are the child of Aphrodite. Your love knows no bounds, your will neither. You could control this entire army base if you so desired.”

You looked down, contemplating his words as Ares’s seemed to match them. *But I knew that if only you could see what the other gods could not, then you would join me, and with our powers combined, we could finally end all the pain, all the suffering, the destruction they bring. And we could return this world to the paradise it was before them.*

You looked back at Chief before wincing, your armour still stained red. “I need two things from you: I need to get a connection to the base’s alarms and I need to be patched up.”

Despite your persistence, Chief’s healing herbs could only do so much. You thanked him anyway and wrapped a bandage underneath your armour before cleaning it, wanting to appear strong to both your enemy and your love.

Sameer found a control room and let you and Chief stand in it, your sight set on the microphone connected to the speakers. “You said I could control this entire army base if I desired.”

“Yes.” He replied simply.

You took a deep breath and pressed on the red button, the alarms stopping for a moment. “Um… Attention all soldiers, this base is now under attack. You need to leave.”

You lifted your finger and shrugged at Chief, but a bullet grazing past your cheek had you put it back on. 

Deep breaths, Y/N.

Chief watched as your eyes seemed to sparkle with an iridescent lighting, turning around and putting earplugs in just to be safe - he hoped Sameer had given the others to Steve and Charlie.

“Soldiers, gather in the hangars without weapons. Be quiet. Be still. Your Goddess commands you.”

You stepped back, your eyes returning to normal before you looked at Chief; a wide grin grew on his face as he pointed outside. The gunman that had shot you instantly dropped his weapon and made his way to the nearest hangar.

“Now to find Diana.” You declared with a smile.

“Go get her.” Chief nodded, giving you a hug before you sped out of the small room.

A thundering boom rang over the base and you watched Diana fall into the ground. You sped to her side, watching her eyes come back into focus before you answered her silent question with a nod.

You stood, standing in front of her, watching Ares form armour from the melting metal around him. A hand on your shoulder alarmed you, but when you turned you were faced with Steve.

“I have to go.” He muttered, pointing to the plane.

You nodded. “Go. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. I will make sure of it.” 

He nodded, gulping down his worries. “Look after her. She’ll need someone on the other side of this.”

“I’ve been looking after her for the better half of my life, Steve. But from today… I get to do it slightly differently.”

He nodded again, facing Diana this time. You didn’t listen to his proclamation of love because Ares crept closer and closer, summoning metal shards to create swords. Just as Steve launched himself onto the plane, you lifted your plated forearms to block Ares’s attack.

“What kind of god are you going to be, Y/N?! Desire?! Lust?! Fornication?!” He delved into your skin, making you angry.

You kicked him hard in the chestplate and he dug his hands into the tarmac, looking at you through the Y-shaped gap in his helm with a blazing anger. He stood easily, a smug tone to his movements before he whipped a chain around your leg, throwing you into a car.

“You will help me destroy them, Diana… or she will die.” He declared, glaring at your princess.

She tackled him and they soared above onto the top of a hangar, looking towards familiar shouts as another hangar went up in flames. You spotted the huge chunks of shrapnel flying towards Chief, Charlie and Sameer, the three too dazed to see it coming.

You caught it easily in your grasp, throwing it to the side before your heavy breathing alerted Chief. “Your wound is holding you back, Y/N. You need to conserve your energy.”

You puffed out a sigh of annoyance, looking down at your wound.

“Y/N?!” Diana called out for you as she stood alone on the hangar roof.

Your eyes widened. “Princess, look out!”

She turned around only for her throat to be in Ares’s hand as they soared into the air before he threw her against a tank, the wheel links ripped out from underneath to wrap around the princess. He slammed her down into the ground, winding her easily whilst he watched you speed to her side.

“Diana, breathe. Come on, push it out and then breathe.” You held her head, sighing slightly when she breathed in.

The links compressed against her body before her arm broke free, but it was not enough. 

“Y/N!” She yelled out worriedly as you were swept away into Ares’s grasp, a small yet thick piece of metal from the tank links tightening quickly around your throat.

“Di… ana…” You choked out, reaching for her but you needed the air, using all of the strength you had to push against the metal.

Ares grinned down at you. “It is futile to imagine you can win.” 

He turned to look at Diana, struggling to breathe as the links compressed her even more. “Give up, Diana. It’s time to choose. Your life… or hers.”

DIana watched you try to keep your eyes open, your fingers bleeding against the metal as it cut through your skin to choke you. 

You watched her try to speak, her chest cracking under the pressure of the tightening links like a boa constrictor. 

You gave her a small smile as tears pricked your eyes. “I’ll swim and sail… on savage seas… with ne’er a fear of… drowning.”

Her eyes widened at your swan song, listening to every note and change in pitch. 

“And gladly ride… the waves o-of life… if you would mar-ry me…” You coughed, taking a huge gasp for air.

“No scorching sun nor freezing cold… could stop me on my j-ourney…” Your voice cracked as you looked towards the princess, an idea coming to your mind as your final breath came.

“Because you now have my heart… and I’ll love you for eternity…” 

Your hands grew limp against your neck and your eyes fluttered closed, your body shuffling to the ground in an unconscious state. 

“NOOO!” Diana roared in agony, power surging through her body as she ripped herself out of the metal links.

A shockwave of explosive proportions passed over the German base as she came to your side, ripped off what now looked like a metal collar cinched into your throat, and checked your pulse.

She couldn’t find it.

Her head turned to face the soldiers, who’d now been freed from your power, and charged them as they shot at her. She deflected bullets back onto themselves, punched through skulls, snapped guns in half before her speed knocked them back with her own sonic boom. 

“Yes, Diana! Take them all! Finally, you see.” Ares smiled gleefully. 

“Look at this world. Mankind did this, not me. They are ugly, filled with hatred, weak, just like your handmaiden. Gone, and left you nothing. And for what? Pathetic!”

Diana tackled him to the ground and punched at his helm, stunning him for a moment before he kicked her off into the same tank that had crushed her, killed you. 

Ares ripped open a car from behind and out tumbled Dr. Maru, rolling with the wind under Ares’s control before she came to Diana’s feet. 

“Look at her and tell me I am wrong.” He chuckled, manipulating the wind to expose the poisoned and rotting skin beneath her mask.

“She is the perfect example of these humans and unworthy of your sympathy in every way. Destroy her, Diana. You know that she deserves it. They all do.”

Diana dug her hand into the wheels of the tank and lifted it above her head, watching the fear fall into Maru’s eyes as she shuffled away from the princess. 

“DO IT!” Ares bellowed.

*Diana… don’t.*

Her head turned to see you shuffling along the ground, leaning on your elbow before it collapsed from your weakened body. Blood trailed down your neck from the metal collar and down your leg from your reopened stomach wound.

But you were alive.

*Don’t do it. Diana, despite our short time here, we have seen what humanity is, what it always has been. Yes, it can be destructive, hating and weak, but they can be creative, loving, strong.*

“They will wreak havoc upon this world, Diana, unless you help me stop them!” Ares roared.

Diana’s eyes fell to Maru, hatred building within her again as she strengthened her hold on the tank.

*Look at me, my love.*

She did, with a shock in her eyes. *What?*

*You are my princess, my love, my Diana. Don’t do it, because if you do, you will be no better than Ares. This is not how it should be.* 

Her mind absorbed your words, letting them ring like church bells. You smiled to yourself as you watched her armour begin to glow, a smile forming on her lips. 

“You’re wrong about them.” She looked at Ares, a frown upon his features.

She threw the tank to the side, letting Maru run free. Her feet led her to you, standing in front of you before she walked towards Ares. “They’re everything you say, but so much more.”

“Lies!” Ares scowled, forming blades of metal shards in the air that launched towards her. 

You did not fear for her life. You trusted her with it.

The shield created by the crossing of her bracelets disintegrated the blades, almost stopping time as Ares hovered in the air before she threw out her wrists and launched him backwards, his helm removing on impact with a car.

“They. Do not. Deserve. Your protection!” Ares hollered, summoning a bolt of lightning to his grip.

Diana simply caught it in her bracelets, some of it bouncing onto a nearby car.

She smiled at the power her bracelets now contained, the crackling energy wrapping around her forearms and tickling her skin. “It’s not about deserve. It’s about what you believe.”

She turned her head to look at your dishevelled form, still smiling at her all the while.

“And I believe in love.” She smirked as you thanked her with a bow of your head.

“THEN I WILL DESTROY YOU!” Ares howled as he summoned more lightning to his body, his metal armour catching almost sixteen lightning bolts. 

He threw it all at Diana, but her crossed bracelets absorbed the concussive power and diverted it to her body armour, a loving smile across her lips before she turned to Ares.

“Goodbye, brother.” She promised, taking a leap and bound to hover in the air before she crossed her bracelets.

The lightning ripped through Ares’s chest, making you cover your eyes from the sheer brightness of the explosion. 

——————————\\//\\//——————————

As the shaking of the ground began to fade, you removed your shielding hand to see a huge crater in the runway of the base. You watched patiently as Diana hovered down, her boots clanking against the tarmac before rhythmically walking to you.

You looked up at her as she knelt next to you quietly, moving your back ever so gently into her arms. Her thumb caressed across your cheek as her fingers lay against your jaw in a practised motion. “Are you okay?” 

You nodded softly, pressing your hand against her armour. *With you, I always will be.*

Her forehead fell onto yours and she swooned at your warmth beneath her touch. “I love you, Y/N.” 

*And I love you, Diana.* You crooned, her eyes falling to your lips before rising back to your eyes.

“May I kiss you?”

Air chuckled out of your nose, tickling her lips which she then wet with her tongue. *You may.* 

She sealed her exhaling breath against your lips, a deep hum reverberating through her chest. Her soul filled with peace, her heart with love, and her mind with you. She gently pulled away when she felt your chest start to shake, concern filling her eyes as you coughed hoarsely.

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you.” She murmured, noticing how bloodied and beaten you were.

She picked you up in her arms and found a blanket within a nearby car, wrapping you up in its warmth. The sound of shuffling boots had your attention, your smile brightening at the sight of your friends.

“You don’t look so good.” Sameer teased.

“Are ya kidding? She looks like she’s been through hell and back!” Charlie exclaimed, making you chuckle.

“Her throat is damaged.” Chief pointed out to the three men, watching you nod.

“She says she’ll need a few days.” Diana spoke for you.

“You need it.” Charlie smirked.

The men helped you and Diana back over the hill towards the horses, all of them a bit skittish until Diana and you calmed them. She didn’t let you ride Pepper, encasing you in front of her with the blanket securely tied around you, preserving your warmth.

“How are you feeling?” She asked softly by your shoulder, resting her chin on it.

*Tired. But I'm happy.* You replied shortly, leaning back into her.

“I’m glad you are, my love.” She kissed your cheek.

You looked towards the lonesome motorbike that stood still on the hill, a fire burning a patch of grass around it. You’d never admired Steve, but his sacrifice had saved the world - he’d earned your respect as a soldier.

——————————\\//\\//——————————

Three Weeks Later…

*DIANA!* You called out as you jolted awake in your bed, pain shooting through your body before a hand came to your chest.

“I’m here, Y/N.” She murmured, a thin layer of sweat soaking parts of your sleeveless shirt.

She immediately pulled you into her arms and let you sob. Your dream was nothing of the sort - nightmares fuelled with Ares taking her away or torturing her in front of you, Steve keeping her as his own. 

Your sobs were also painful to hear, your throat still mending itself ever so slowly. “I-I thought I lost you.” You croaked.

“You’ll never lose me, darling.” She replied, planting a few kisses on your cheek as she took away the tears.

“I’ve got you and I’m not letting you go.” 

You nodded silently; her assuring words were the only thing that calmed you down lately. 

You were thankful for Etta, who insisted you called her that now, as she had helped set up this little farmhouse. There were many animals to look after, some including Pepper and Honey - Diana’s horse - whilst cattle roamed the fields around.

Celebrations after the war ending in a surrender from Germany were held, and still being held in the main cities of the world. Many drunkards could be seen tottling along the roads at night, whilst young lovers and married couples were reunited over and over again.

“How are your stitches? Don’t tell me you’ve ripped them again.” Diana warned playfully as she sat up, the dark hours of the night not helping her see.

But instead, she felt along your stomach and smiled when she felt none had ripped, but there was a little bit of blood that escaped from your scabs. “Come on.” 

She guided your tired form to the bathroom, the lights like a blinding flash to your eyes when they came on quickly. “Mmmm.” You grumbled, but Diana simply chuckled and led you to sit on the countertop.

She lifted your stained shirt over your shoulders and threw it in the garbage along with much bloodier shirts and even some pants. She cleaned up your skin before moving to leave, your hand catching her wrist.

“Don’t gooo.” You groaned, but she placed a gentle kiss to your glabella before descending into the dark bedroom.

She came back with a fresh green shirt of her own, watching it slink over your body as two sizes too big. She pulled you away from the wall and supported you via her strong arms holding your lower back, her forehead pressed against yours.

“What happened in your nightmare, my love?” She asked softly, not wanting to trod on your boundaries.

“I didn’t have you.” You sighed, leaning into her palm against your cheek.

She caressed your skin before placing feather-light kisses all over your face, making a few croaking giggles escape your throat. She then wrapped you in her arms, an embrace you always gave her when she came home from working in the museum. 

“You’ll always have me. You have my heart, Y/N.” She murmured against your neck.

You hummed at her words, nuzzling into her warmth with a satisfied sigh. She chuckled softly before pulling your hips to the edge of the counter, lifting you by your thighs to lie you down in the king-sized bed.

“I love you, Y/N.” She spoke whilst wrapping the sheets tightly around you, pulling you even closer to her.

“I love you more, Diana.” You kissed the skin of her collarbone whilst snuggling against her, closing your eyes to be led into sandman’s realm.

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Taglist: @frog-bread , @blackcatlogy , @mutlifandomloverblog :)

#smalls words #diana prince angst #diana prince fluff #diana prince x fem!reader #diana prince x reader #diana prince #wonder woman angst #wonder woman fluff #wonder woman x fem!reader #wonder woman x reader

[tibby-art]

last night when i was attempting to sleep i imagined cub showing scar his music taste on a walkman so cassettes. scar was rather bamboozled and a little freaked out and cub was just chilling there sharing the earplugs with scar.

oh my god another cub dream… win for the cub dream community… !

i remember in one of the q&a videos cub said his music taste was like. electronic music and “remakes of the classics” or something. i have no idea what that means. also come to think of it the only time i’ve heard scar mention what music he listens to he was talking about using an illegal music downloading site as a kid to download the soundtrack for the disney rides (this is incredibly slay of him) so this is probably a pretty accurate dream characterization. i would show cub king gizzard & the lizard wizard if you care

thats crazy bc i also had a cub dream two nights ago? i dreamt i was watching the 6th life series and cub was there. him and scar were mining out some farm in the nether that had a skeleton spawner. cub was livestreaming i think because he had facecam on and had mediashare on? and it was like a chill low key chatting while mining stream (but it was specifically on the life series and Not hermitcraft) but someone kept mediasharing videos of vine boom sfx and fart sfx and interrupting cub when he was talking and he would just be like ‘uhh thank you for that’ and keep talking

#cubfan musica electronica #anon #asks #cubfession booth

[imisskacchan]

Petty Criminal

Words: 3k TW: non-con, Kidnapping, Yandere Themes

Fuck.

You knew you had a bad feeling about today but this takes the motherfucking cake!

What was Ground Zero doing here?! He never patrols this area but it’s just your luck huh?

He caught you robbing some dingy convenience store and you didn’t even get to finish before he was blasting explosions at you.

You managed to dodge and escape out the back but you knew he’d follow you. Being chased by the number 2 hero with your quirk- hah you might as well just give up.

You had to try to outrun him though, prison really isn’t the place for you.

You run down the alley turning and weaving hoping your head start does you good.

You run even faster when you hear heavy footsteps behind you.

“You really think you can outrun me?” you heard him yell but you focused on trying to get away.

You used your quirk, shooting tiny but strong threads to pull yourself onto a building. Your stopped with a crushing grip to your ankle pulling you back down.

Your slammed onto the ground and you could’ve sworn you heard your shoulder crack.

“Come on your not stupid enough to think you could get away from me right?” he taunts as he places his foot on your stomach applying enough pressure to keep you down.

You look up at him with pleading eyes but it won’t do any good. You try to push him off of you but the strength difference is apparent when he doesn’t so much as flinch.

This is bad. Your shoulders definitely busted and you’re being detained by the number two hero. You knew you should’ve just stayed home.

You weren’t really a ‘villain’ per say you just needed money ever since you got fired and your boss blackballed you to every other company.

You couldn’t even get hired at a fast food place thanks to him. And it was all because you wouldn’t sleep with him.

Well back to the problem at hand.

He moved his foot off of you but before you could move to run away he flipped you on your stomach pulling your hands behind your back. You cried out from the pain in your shoulder.

“ ‘S not my fault your dumbass hurt yourself” he chuckled as he put quirk cancelling cuffs on you.

Tears were running down your cheek from the pain shooting through your arm.

“Please just let me go it’s all just a big misunderstanding” you sniffled.

“Is that so princess? You fucking make me chase you and when you get caught it’s a ‘misunderstanding’” he scoffs

“I don’t think so”

“Please I didn’t-“ he cuts you off before you can finish.

“Look I don’t have time to listen to you spew bullshit I got things to do so i’m turning you over to Musutafus’ finest”

“No please I don’t want to go to jail i’m sorry please” you beg as he pulls you up hard by your hair.

He’s quiet for a second as he looks over your form.

“Ok princess I won’t turn you in” he says cooly as he drags you further into the dark alley.

“What-? really?”

You can’t tell if he’s being sarcastic. Of course he was gonna turn you in.

You watched him search through his pockets before grabbing what looked like... two earplugs?

He shoved them in your ears ignoring your protests. You tried to ask what he was doing but he continued to ignore you as he threw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You let out another sob as your shoulder was jerked from the force.

Before you knew what was happening a muffled explosion rung in your ears and you were in the fucking sky?!

You screamed as he let off more explosions propelling you through the air.

He landed on a balcony thank god you didn’t think you could take anymore of that.

He pulled out a key before opening the balcony door and walking with you inside.

This didn’t look like a police station. There was a couch and tv and... oh fuck.

You were at his house?!

You managed to wriggle from his grip falling not so graciously on tue floor with an ‘oof’

“Where are we?” you sputtered.

Dumb question.

“My place”

Obvious answer.

He pulled you off the floor again dragging you down a hallway before bringing you into a room and pushing you.

How many times is this man gonna throw you on the floor?

“Why am I here” you spat as he moved behind you.

“You didn’t want to go to jail right?”

“No but-“

“I gave you what you wanted but do you really think I’m gonna let a criminal like you run around?” he interrupted.

You heard him searching through drawers for something but you didn’t turn around to find out what.

“ ‘M not a criminal” you whimpered

“Not a good one” he retorted as he grabbed your good arm shoving a syringe into your skin.

“What the fuck was that” you screamed as you tried to move away from him

“You tell me quirkless” he sneered as he watched your jaw drop.

“You’re fucking crazy let me go” you yelled.

“Not gonna happen princess you’re mine now”

“Be good for me while I take off your cuffs or i’ll break your other arm” he threatened

Was this really happening? You felt like you were gonna be sick. He’s supposed to be a hero.

After he took off your cuffs he left you in the room and locked the door. He had things to do apparently besides tend to his victim.

You looked around for a way out but there wasn’t one besides the locked door. You couldn’t really do much with a fucked up shoulder so you just sat trying to think of a plan.

Things weren’t supposed to go like this you were just supposed to get enough money to move out of town so you could get a new job. Instead you were being held captive by a crazy person who happens to be a fucking Pro hero.

Could things get any worse?!

Dumb question

Yes

Obvious answer.

The explosive blonde returned after a couple hours. You moved into a corner of the room staying as far away as possible.

You watched as he stripped out of his hero outfit leaving him only in a pair of black and orange boxers. He made his way into the bathroom that attached to the room and you heard him run a bath.

He walked out from the bathroom moving towards you.

“Stay the fuck away from me” you hissed trying to tuck yourself further into the corner. He ignored you as he gripped your bad arm pulling you up causing you to scream in pain.

He drug you into the bathroom closing the door. You were sobbing at this point from the pain and at the feeling of being helpless against the hero.

You felt like you weren’t in control of your body anymore. You watched as he took off your clothes and picked you up bridal style setting you in the tub.

You curled into yourself laying your head on your knees as he got in behind you.

He grabbed a washcloth and some soap and began washing you.

“I wanna go home” you whispered between sobs.

“You are home”

You’ve been with the fraud hero for almost a month now. You hoped he would get bored of you but that didn’t seem to happen.

You enjoyed the moments you spent alone while he was at work. Even though you still felt like a bird in a cage at least he wasn’t around.

But when he was it was so hard to stay calm. He wanted you to be some part of his sick fantasy and you’ll be damned if you fed into his delusion.

It wasn’t easy though, resistance towards him was always met with violence. In your first week you refused to acknowledge your captor, he got your attention when he shattered your wrist though.

You’ve tried to escape countless times but they were all futile, you never even got close to freedom. You just ended up with more bruises or broken bones. You even thought about taking the easy way out but the ‘hero’ was very thorough about keeping dangerous items out of your reach.

You had to say the worst part was at night in bed when he insisted on cuddling, his overzealous hands would wander under your shirt, between your thighs eager to just touch you.

He was suffocating.

Katsuki.

That’s what he insisted you call him. ‘If were together you’re not calling me by my last name, ‘s too formal’ he stated.

The man had serious issues if he thought he was anything but your keeper. There’s noway you were gonna sit around and play this twisted game of ‘house’.

~

Katsuki was at work today leaving you to your lonesome again, not that you were complaining though. Each day you’d wish he’d get taken out by a villain and wouldn’t return home, he seemed too keen on staying around though.

You wandered mindlessly around his penthouse thinking. This man had everything, he was rich, fucking famous, and you hate to say it but he was good looking too.

He could easily have anyone he wanted so why you? Why keep you prisoner? What made you so special?

You’ve tried to ask him but he just blew you off. ‘Don’t ask dumb questions’. Of course he wouldn’t tell you.

It was about 11pm, almost time for Katsuki to get home. The day always passed too quickly for your liking.

You chose to sit on the couch waiting till your captor returned home.

You stilled as you heard a knock on the door. Katsuki had a key why would he knock?

Did he forget it? No there’s no way, he knew you couldn’t open the door from the inside without his fingerprint it would be pointless to knock.

You heard the knob twist and your stomach turned. Maybe it was someone else? But why did they have a key.

You were torn from your thoughts as you saw and red haired man emerge from the doorway.

Red Riot.

You stared at him for a moment before breaking down in tears. It’s been so long since you’ve seen someone else. He’d save you right? You could tell him what happened and he’d rescue you like he was supposed to?

“Please help me Ground Zero kidnapped me and has been keeping me here please you have to let me out” you sobbed as the words left your mouth.

You watched as he shut the door and locked it.

Why’d you think he was gonna help you again?

“Bakugo sent me to check on you, he’s a little tied up at the moment” the redhead flashed a toothy smile at you and went into the kitchen.

You wiped the tears from your eyes and plopped back on the couch. You were never gonna get out of here.

The redhead stayed with you a few more hours till Katsuki returned. He was covered in soot from his explosions. When he walked in he ignored you and his friend moving to strip out of his hero costume and take a shower.

At least he wouldn’t make you take a bath with him tonight.

When he was finished he came out of the bathroom dressed in a black tank and black sweats.

Kiri, as he told you to call him, got up and fetched the explosion hero a beer before taking his leave. ‘I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it’ he said walking out the door. Apparently his fingerprint worked to open it from the inside too.

You felt like you were gonna throw up. He spoke as if you actually chose to be with Katsuki not as if you were taken prisoner.

It was about 1am now, definitely past your assigned bed time. Katsuki was sitting next to you silently on the couch.

You weren’t gonna wait for him to get angry at you for being up so late. You stood up and moved to go to the bedroom.

A hand on your wrist stopped you. The blonde pulled you into his lap wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck inhaling your scent.

“Missed you” he slurred as he gripped you tightly.

“Katsuki it’s time for bed, i’m tired let go” you tried to break out of his hold but you couldn’t.

“You’re so uptight I think you should relax princess” he whispered as one of his hands moved between your thighs.

Besides his wandering hands Katsuki has pretty much been harmless on the sexual front. You hoped it would stay that way but when did you ever really get what you want?

His calloused fingers rubbed over your clothed clit eliciting a startled gasp from you. You tried even harder to wriggle away from the hero but he just held you tighter.

He moved your sleep shorts and panties out of the way and continued his ministrations on your bundle of nerves.

His mouth left kisses on your neck and his other hand rubber soothing circles on your thigh.

No there was nothing soothing about this.

“ ‘Suki please stop I don’t want to” you tried to plead with the man but he might as well have been deaf. He never listened to you anyways. Not when you told him to let you go, not when you told him you hated his guts, and not now.

You involuntarily moaned as he pressed a thick digit into your aching sex. You hated that you were wet for him. You knew it wasn’t willingly but you still felt dirty.

His fingers curled inside of you as he thrusted, setting a harsh pace as he found your spongy spot with ease.

Your nails dug into his arms but it didn’t seem to phase him. Your bottom lip was tucked between your teeth, you sure as hell weren’t gonna give him the satisfaction of hearing you.

His hand left your thigh and you registered a smack on your cheek causing you to cry out.

“None of that you hear me? I wanna hear how good I make you feel baby” he groaned speeding his fingers up.

“F-fuck you” you spat trying your hardest not to moan at the sensation of his fingers filling you up.

“Hah, you asked for it princess” he chuckled as he pulled his fingers out of you delivering a smack to your clit before throwing you over his shoulder and moving towards the bedroom.

You lost it.

“No fuck you let go of me! You’re fucking crazy put me down” you screamed. With each step he took towards the room the more your tears fell.

How was this happening? Why?

He threw you on the bed moving to remove his own clothes. You booked it while he was distracted. You ran down the hallway but a hard grip in your hair stopped you.

“Fucking bitch, you know you can’t run from me” he spat as he dragged you back to the room.

He shut and locked the door this time all you could do was sob harder as he took of your clothes.

You heard him breathe a ‘fuck’ under his breath as he say you splayed out naked for him.

He didn’t even bother grabbing a condom before gathering your wetness on his thick cock and pushing into your entrance.

He groaned as he sunk into you feeling you squeeze him tight.

“Fuck baby you feel like a fucking virgin”

You sobbed harder, you were a virgin.

“Aw don’t worry baby i’ll make you feel real good- ah fuck” he started thrusting into you and it hurt.

You felt like you were gonna be split in half but he didn’t care. He filled you up with ease as he set a relentless pace fucking into you.

You gasped as you felt his length hit your gspot. He wanted to hear you so he hit that spongy spit over and over till you were a whimpering mess on his cock.

“That’s it baby- fuck you feel so fucking good, you gonna cum? come on princess cum all over my cock” his fingers moved to rub your clit.

You moaned loud as you felt the coil in your stomach snap as you came around his length.

“Fuck yes princess cum on my fucking cock- shit your squeezing me so tight, your pussy was made for me fuck” he growled as he chased his own release.

You whined at the overstimulation as his dick slammed into your gspot over and over again. Your eyes rolled back as you came again and the hero’s hips stuttered as he felt you clench around him.

He came inside.

You let out even more sobs as he pulled out. He plopped down next to you on the bed pulling you into his chest rubbing your head.

“Shh, i’ll get you a pill i’m not ready for brats yet” he said holding you tightly.

That calmed you down a little as you tried to get up to go wash off.

“Stay, we’ll shower in a minute just stay” he whispered pulling you back into his embrace.

You nuzzled your face into his neck. You knew it was wrong, finding comfort in your captor, your rapist- but he was the only one here.

After a few moments of silence you finally got the courage to ask a question.

“Why me Katsuki?” you said softly into his chest.

You thought he was going to give you the same answer like always but he didn’t.

“You ran I chased you, you fought me I caught you, your mine now” he said softly.

Oh.

You didn’t bother fighting him. There would be no point or outcome that didn’t end up with you still being in this position.

You were his now, this is your home.

#yandere bakugo x reader #mha

[providnce]

How was your gig? Hope you had an amazing time ❤️

IT. FUCKING. ROCKED.

Post-adrenaline translation: I had an absolute blast! For the sake of this post, I’m gonna act like this isn’t a CATB-centric blog. Because it’s not, but it is at the same time.

I went to see Psychedelic Porn Crumpets last night, took a friend with me. We saw this long line wrapping around the block, and we assumed, oh, this must be it!

Had a gut feeling that this wasn’t the correct line from the beginning… I started to wonder if PPC fans really acted, and talked like the ones around us, but initially I just chalked it up to them being Orlando locals. I know. Bias. To be fair though, indie rock fans have a specific look, and I wasn’t seeing anyone of that sort.

At the entrance, we had some ticket malfunctions, eventually the staff just gave up and let us go anyways. Upon further evaluation during a quick bathroom break, surprise!

We were at a Cuco concert.

We’d stepped into the wrong venue, the one right next to the one we were supposed to be at.

All was good though! A bit taken aback, there was no line upon entry, the (correct) venue was TINY, and we still had time. Opening act was a group called Nolan Potter’s Nightmare Band, never heard anything like them, definitely have to check them out.

By the time the support act was finished and PPC were setting up the stage/doing a quick soundcheck, we were SO. CLOSE. To the stage. Here’s a little video during Found God in a Tomato…

I’m not kidding. This was my view, right under frontman Jack McEwan’s nose. I could practically reach over just enough and touch his pedal board.

It felt so cathartic rocking out along with other great people around me as well, I felt electrified! The band are so incredibly talented, I can’t stress it enough. High Visceral parts 1 and 2 are a must-listen.

As the show finished, my ears felt like they were underwater, like I’d just stepped off a flight. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so up close to the stage, especially without earplugs, but then again…

Setlist acquired! Thanks Jack, you’re the best.

I’m exhausted, but I really needed that feeling last night. The crowd were so respectful, I had so much fun. I’ve been a PPC fan for a while and have always loved their live act. Definitely one to remember. 🧡

#personal #no shade to cuco fans tho! he’s great #just thought me walking into the wrong venue was a funny anecdote 😭 #still buzzing from it all #anyways ​highly recommend ppc #such great guys #asks 💌 #catb-fics

[indecentpause]

Last Line Tag

@winterandwords tagged me to find bright, shine, glow, and light! from The Black & Blues:

bright:

Josselin?” you ask softly. He pulls away like he’s been burned. “Sorry,” he says. “Sorry. I just. You make me feel comfortable and safe.” You smile. “I’m glad.” “And. And I really want to kiss you again.” Your breath catches in your throat, just for a moment. “I’d like that.” He gently rests his hand on the side of your face again, like he did earlier, and when your noses touch, you pause and open your eyes halfway. “Just guide me, okay? I want to be good at this for you.” He smiles that big, bright smile of his, and his lips ghost against the corner of your mouth. “Just… just, the stuff I do that feels good to you, you do that, too.” Your breath comes out shaky and hot. His mouth is so close to yours, you could so easily turn into him and kiss him. You’re in the privacy of a safe home, even, so you have no reason not to. But the nerves you built up in Boystown have failed again. “Are you okay?” he whispers. “Yeah.” Your voice is trembling, too. “Do you want me to stop?” The idea of it makes your stomach twist in the worst way. “God, no.”

shine

glow

light:

The first act is two women with a keyboard and a laptop. The act is low energy but the music is nice. It’s just… nice. It’s relaxing to be in a place with people you care about and who care about you, without having to worry about whether you have to do something later. You’re too nervous to try to hold Josselin’s hand, but he keeps his foot pressed against yours the whole time. You keep finding yourself looking over at him, his smile, his face bathed in the lights continuously changing colors. Even when he catches and turns his smile toward you, you don’t look away. You don’t think you ever could. His smile softens and you press your foot back against his. He’s wearing earplugs, so you have to lean in close for him to hear you. It’s a good excuse, not that he makes you feel like you need one.

and since I only had two, here's one with both!

The wind hits hard when you get outside. You stuff your hands in your pockets as you shiver. Josselin gently takes one and puts one of his gloves on it, then does the same for the other. You’re so dumbfounded you can’t react. His hands are so soft and warm. “Wh–” “Your hands are cold,” he says, as if it’s that simple. “My jacket’s warmer than yours. So you’re gonna borrow my gloves.” “Are you–” “I’m sure.” He smiles at you brightly and sticks his hands in his pockets. You want so badly to tug them back out and wrap them up in yours and keep them warm with your breath. But you’re not brave enough. So instead, you nod and say softly, “Thank you.” “Which way are you going?” he asks. “Back to the red line on Addison,” you say. He lights up. “Me too! My bus is near there. We can walk together.” Finally, your nervous smile splits into a grin, and you laugh a little in pure joy. “Yeah! Yeah, I’d like that.”

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Hairpins (Ricky “Horror” Olson x Female Reader)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Cursing here and there

This is my first time ever writing an x reader, so sorry if it sucks. ENJOY! :D

Reader’s POV

Today was the day I was going to see Motionless In White in concert, and I had VIP tickets to meet the band. I was super excited when I bought the tickets, but I became even more excited when I was able to get VIP. Motionless In White is my favorite band, and they have gotten me through a lot of tough times. I was looking forward to meeting Ricky the most however. I watched his vlogs all the time and I related to him quite a bit. Plus, I had always thought he was really good looking. His tattoos, his hair, his eyes…that man is a dream. I sighed happily as I got ready, looking forward to the coming events. I did my makeup and put on my Motionless In White shirt paired with ripped jeans and fishnets, a chain hanging off the belt loop, combat boots and a choker. Finally, I did my hair. I did a half up half down style, and put my favorite hairpin in. It was a cute jack-o-lantern pin that I had bought from Hot Topic, it reminded me of the band so I figured today would be the perfect day to wear it. I got my bag with my earplugs, water, a snack, and my tickets. I kissed my cat goodbye, and went out the door.

“I’m so fucking excited!!” I shrieked happily as I started my car and put on my music. ‘Headache’ started playing and I raised my fist in the air as it was one of my favorite songs by the band. I continued to blast Motionless as I drove to the venue.

I got to the venue at 2:30 pm, and stood in line, eagerly waiting to meet the guys. I chatted with a couple of people, talking about how excited we were to meet the band, how they have helped us through tough times and how much they meant to us. I also got a ton of compliments on my pin, which made me really happy. A couple of people even asked where I got it from.Time passed by really quickly and we were getting closer to the guys now. I could see Ricky. God, he was so hot. My cheeks turned pink at the thought of being next to him. Before I knew it, I was next in line. I was the last person, so at least there wasn’t too much of a rush. To be completely honest, I was now pretty nervous. These were the people who got me through some of the worst days I’ve ever had, they saved my life. The girl that was ahead of me waved goodbye to the guys and it was my turn. I took a deep breath and I walked up to the guys, smiling like crazy.

“Hey, how are you?” Chris greeted me with a smile, the others greeting me with a smile, a wave or a simple hello.

My cheeks turned red and I found it hard to speak, “Um…h-hi!” I stuttered out, finding it hard to speak as I grew more nervous, internally panicking. I found myself shaking a little, I didn’t think I’d be this nervous. I tried to steady my breathing as I felt Ricky gently putting his hand on my shoulder as he looked at me with a reassuring smile.

“Hey, you’re gonna be okay, take a deep breath and try to relax, okay? You got this.” He said in a calming voice as he looked into my eyes. That gesture instantly made my face flush an even deeper shade of red, but it did help me calm down. I looked at him and nodded before he gave me a quick hug. Holy fuck, he gives good hugs.

“Yeah, don’t sweat it, we’re not that big of a deal,” Vinny said with a goofy grin, shrugging and rolling his eyes playfully. The others nodded in agreement and smiled at me. Wow, these guys were so humble and sweet. I finally calmed down and faced them all.

“T-thanks…you guys have had a huge impact on me, I’ve been a fan since ‘Creatures’, and your music saved me.” I said gushingly as they all smiled warmly at me. It was no secret that they had heard that before, but it was easy to tell that it always meant a lot to them.

“Thank you so much, we really appreciate your commitment to the band,” Chris said with a genuine smile, the others agreeing. Ricky smiled at me again, making my heart flutter.

“Want to take the picture now?” He asked and I nodded. I handed my phone to the person taking the pictures. We all turned to face the camera. I stood between Chris and Ricky. Chris put his arm around my shoulders, and Ricky put his right on my upper back. I blushed a bit at his touch and looked at the camera. I smiled brightly as they took the picture. They gave me a thumbs up and handed me my phone. I turned to the guys, smiling hard.

“Thank you so much, and uh. .sorry for kind of freezing up at the beginning!” I said as I laughed nervously. They shrugged it off and smiled at me again like it was no big deal.

“Don’t worry about it, you don’t need to apologize,” Ricky said reassuringly. He was such a sweetheart, it made my heart melt.

“Yeah, you did great!” Justin smiled at me and I smiled back. I hugged them all again before I waved goodbye and walked away, feeling giddy. I didn’t realize my hairpin fell out of my hair during the interaction.

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Ricky’s POV

“Hey, you dropped your pin,” I called out, but the girl was already gone, “I’ll have to get it back to her..” I said as I looked at it. It looked kind of like our pumpkin logo. It was cute, like that girl. I understood her anxiety as it was something I struggled with from time to time, everyone has at some point. She seemed really sweet, and her outfit was cool. She was pretty.

“Alright, that was the last fan guys, we should start getting ready,” Chris said as he looked at the rest of us. We all nodded in agreement. We went to our dressing room and started getting ready. As I put on my makeup, I couldn’t help but think about that girl. Normally, I try not to become attracted to fans because I know there’s a chance I’ll never see them for awhile or again, but this girl was just really cute. Besides, I wanted to get her hairpin back to her. Vin noticed I was lost in thought and looked at me with a smirk.

“You got a crush on that last girl, huh?” He said as he nudged my shoulder. I rolled my eyes as I put my eyeliner on.

“She was cute but I wouldn’t pursue her, she’s a fan.” I said with a shrug. I guess he didn’t like my answer as I heard him grunt in annoyance.

“C’mon dude, I saw the way you looked at her, you likeeeee herrrrr~” Vinny teased as he leaned towards me, a stupid smirk on his face. I lightly shoved him away in frustration and he whined.

“Vin shut up. I just want to give her back the hairpin she dropped, that’s it,” I stated calmly, but he noticed the slight shade of pink on my cheeks. He wiggled his brows at me with a smirk.

“Sureeee dude, sureeee,” He said as he walked away and I rolled my eyes. Sure, I could give it to security and they could probably get it back to her, but for some reason, I wanted to give it to her personally. Stupid thought, I know, but…I wanted to see her again. The chances weren’t high, but I kept hope that I’d see her again. This was Scranton after all. Maybe she was from this town too? God, I hope she is. I sighed as I rubbed my temples, confused as to why I was so infatuated with a girl who’s name I don't even know.

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Reader’s POV

The concert was amazing. It was everything I hoped it would be. The bands that came on before them were really cool, but Motionless was my favorite. They were the last to come on, and they sounded almost perfect! They played all of my favorite songs! I even caught a rose during ‘Eternally Yours’! I was on Justin’s side, but I watched Ricky the most. He looked at me a couple of times, and even smiled at me! I couldn’t stop blushing after that. The concert ended around 10:30 pm, and I walked to my car with a tired smile. “That was the best night of my life!” I said happily as I unlocked my car. I put my bag down in the passenger seat and I went to take my hair down. I noticed my hairpin wasn’t where I placed it.

“Huh, that’s weird, maybe it got lost in my hair, It’s probably stuck in my bird’s nest after all the head banging,” I said with a small laugh. My hair was really messy from all the headbanging so I wouldn’t be surprised if the pin was in there. My hands roamed around my head, searching for my hairpin, but to no avail. I started panicking when I didn’t find it.

“God fucking damn it! Please don’t tell me I lost it! It was my favorite hair pin!” I whined as I put my head in my hands. Now my mood was tainted slightly. I loved that pin and I was planning on wearing it for Halloween too. My car ride home was quiet as I was no longer in the mood for music. I got home not long after and went straight to bed. I was tired.

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Ricky’s POV

The last show of the tour was over. Now I get to go back home and rest as there were no more shows for a while. While I was on stage, I saw that girl again in the crowd and I smiled at her too. I couldn’t get the pin to her as she was too far away. On the ride home, I couldn’t stop thinking about that girl. ‘God, I hope I see her again,’ I thought as I walked into my house. At least I was home. Maybe I shouldn’t worry too much about finding the girl, if I see her again, I see her again, right? I changed into a tank and sweatpants and went to bed, I needed rest.

It was the next day now and I slept till 11 am. Holy hell that sleep was needed. I decided to get some coffee and get out of the house. I got dressed and put the hairpin in my jeans pocket. I went to the Starbucks near me and got my coffee. It was a nice day out so I figured I could go for a walk. I finished my coffee and made my way toward the local park.

Reader’s POV

I woke up feeling a little better than I did last night. My body was sore from the concert, but that was fine. I had some breakfast and went outside to drink my coffee. “The weather seems nice today, I think I’ll enjoy my day off and go to the park.” I said to myself.

I changed out of my pajamas and into actual clothes. I put my headphones on and left my house. I got to the park 15 minutes later. I started walking through the park, jamming out to Motionless, nodding my head happily to the beat of ‘Scoring The End Of The World’. I was so caught up in my music that I accidentally bumped into someone, instantly making me snap back to reality.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” I stated, a little embarrassed as I took off my headphones, not looking at the stranger.

“It’s all good, you alright?” He asked. That voice…it was familiar. I looked up to see who I bumped into, and my cheeks turned red as I saw his face. Holy fuck, I bumped into Ricky!

“O-oh my god! I’m so so sorry Ricky!” I said quickly, my embarrassment growing. He smiled gently at me, which made my heart flutter,

“Don’t worry about it, it’s not a big deal,” He said with a friendly tone, “It’s nice to see you again.” I blushed again. He was happy to see me?? Was I dreaming? I calmed myself down a little as I looked at him with a smile.

“Y-you guys put on such an amazing show last night! I had the time of my life!” I said cheerfully as he smiled more.

“Thank you! I’m glad you had fun. I was actually hoping I’d see you again,”

“Wait, really?” I asked with a little confusion. He nodded at me as he reached into his pocket and pulled out my hairpin I lost the night before. I gasped as I saw it and a smile formed on my face.

“You dropped this at the meet and greet yesterday and I wanted to give it back to you. It’s a really cool pin.” He said as he handed it to me. I put it back in my hair and smiled hard.

“Thank you so much! I thought I’d never see it again! It’s my favorite pin!” I said with a huge smile on my face. He smiled at me as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“No problem, you look good with it,” He said as he blushed a little. His comment did make me blush a bit. I looked at him and I cocked a brow.

“Thank you…how come you didn’t have security give this back to me?”

“Well, I kind of wanted to see you again, I liked your vibe at the meet and greet, and, well…you’re a pretty girl..” He said looking away with a blush, my cheeks turning pink.

“Wait, r-really?” I asked, a little in shock. He looked back and nodded at me, making me blush more.

“Can I get your number? I’d like to hang with you at some point.” He asked with a shy smile.

“Yeah totally!” I said a little too excitedly, and I quickly covered my mouth, feeling a little embarrassed, “oops..” He chuckled at me and handed me his phone so I could put my number in. He took it back and looked at it for a second before looking back at me.

“Y/N huh? I like that,” He said, smiling at me. I smiled back at him shyly. “Hey, I’ve got nothing planned today, wanna hang around here for a bit?”

“I’d like that.”

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