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[mountttmase]

Where You Belong

Note - happy Sunday 🤭 this was actually a request from my lovely Sid and now you guys get to enjoy it 😂 feedback would be appreciated and I hope you enjoy this little break from winter sun

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 7.2k

Warnings - angst and fluff

Late training sessions were never Mason's favourite.

In an ideal world he’d be home around three, get himself tucked into bed for a little nap before having the evening to himself but today was different.

Training didn’t finish until around 8pm however Luke had invited him round for a quick dinner and a few games of fifa so he wasn’t home until around eleven and all he wanted was to get into bed and sleep his life away.

Coming home to an empty house never got easier, just like getting into a cold bed still made his tummy sink but he’d made his bed and now he had to lie in it.

Literally.

The one thing Mason wasn’t expecting was his phone to start ringing just as he’d slipped under the covers. Groaning slightly as he rolled over to grab his phone so he could see who wanted him at this ungodly hour but the number wasn’t saved to his contacts and he didn’t recognise it so it let it ring until it stopped to see if they’d leave a message but it was ringing again before he had a chance to think.

Mason hated answering calls from strange numbers, but it was late and the fact that they’d called again straight away made him think he really needed to pick up so with a slight huff he sat up and hit the answer button.

‘Hello?’

‘H-hi, is that Mason?’

‘’Yeah it’s me’ he answered, unsure of who was asking after him but just as he was about to moan at whoever was on the other end for calling, the voice speaking to him suddenly clicked in his brain and his breath caught in his throat. ‘Wait, y/n is that you?’

‘Um y-yeah it’s me’ he heard the voice on the other line sniff and it’s like his world had stopped. He hadn’t heard that voice in two months and he was pretty sure he’d never hear it again but there you were. Calling him from a number he didn’t recognise, sounding more upset than he’d ever heard you.

Well maybe only once before.

‘Is everything okay?’ He asked tentatively, knowing you were upset on the other end but he was unsure as to why you were getting in contact after everything that had happened a few months prior.

‘Um no, not really’ you sniffed, ‘I was at a gig and I met these people and… well long story short they took all my stuff. I’m at the police station now and they said I could call someone and yours was the only number I could remember’ you told him, feeling a little silly now as you listened to his deep breathing on the other end of the line. Gulping down a nervous lump before carrying on. ‘I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you or anything I just-‘

‘It’s alright, where are you I’ll come and get you’

‘No, it’s fine I don’t-‘

‘Y/n, I’m coming to get you. Just tell me where you are’ he said sternly. Getting out of bed and stuffing himself into his shoes as you told him the address of the station you were at and thankfully it was only 15 minutes away. ‘Just stay where you are, I’ll come inside’

‘Yeah cause that’ll look great. Mason Mount spotted leaving Manchester police station in the early hours, I can see the headlines now’

‘Well I can’t exactly text you I'm outside, can I?’ He reasoned. ‘And I don’t want you standing out in the cold. Don't worry I’ll put my hood up and I’ve got my sunglasses just… I won’t be long just stay where you are’

Mason was out of the door as soon as you’d hung up. Driving well over the speed limit but it was all he could do to stop his mind whirling. This wasn’t how he’d planned to see you again but you needed him and no matter what he’d always come running.

He saw you before you saw him and he took a few seconds just to look at you. You looked so small and fragile, eyes downcast as they looked to your hands in your lap and all he wanted to was to hold you. But he was unsure as to how you might react to him so in the end he took a few small steps forward in hopes you’d look up and see him.

As soon as your eyes locked onto his Mason felt like he’d been shot. The pain ripping through his chest was almost suffocating as he took you in, your bottom lip wobbling and eyes filling with tears before you launched yourself at him.

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Mason was probably the last person you wanted to call, but beggars can’t be choosers when you’re in the situation you’re in.

You hadn’t even realised it had happened till it was done, pushing yourself out of your comfort zone to take yourself out on a solo date as your favourite band were playing nearby and you’d always wanted to see them live. Your original plan was to go with your friend Jenny, but after that no longer was an option you figured you could go on your own so you didn’t miss out but the thought terrified you.

All was going well though and you even made some new friends with the group of people who were standing next to you but you should've known when they had to rush off at the end that something wasn’t right.

You reached into your bag for your phone to grab yourself an Uber home but your bag was empty. Not just your phone missing but your keys and purse and after a few minutes of panic you made your way over to someone who was working security and tearfully told her what had happened.

You didn’t want to make too much of a fuss, and when you had to take a trip to the police station so you could give a statement your night became even worse. This isn’t how you’d planned your night to go at all but the police officer who was dealing with you kept you calm and helped you block your cards before running through some options for everything else.

When it came to making a call you knew there was only one number you’d memorised for emergencies. There should have been no reason you’d ever have to rely on anyone else but things had changed and you were desperate.

You knew he wouldn’t pick up on the first ring if it was from a random number so you called back straight away and after four rings his sleepy voice came filtering through making your eyes sting immediately. You hadn’t heard it in so long and thought you might never again but you held it together as best you could.

As soon as you started speaking you felt stupid. What were you expecting him to do? He wasn’t yours anymore and he owed you nothing but as soon as you were able to explain you could hear him shuffling about to come and get you and the relief you felt was overwhelming

The wait for him felt like a lifetime. Sat there wondering what to say or do when he got there but you were so distraught and worked up by the time he was you did the first thing you could think of and threw yourself into his body. You knew he was shocked as it took him a second to get his bearings but soon enough he was wrapping you up in his arms and holding you close to his chest.

‘It’s alright, you’re fine’ he whispered into your hair. Rubbing your back to comfort you just like he used to but it just seemed to make your tears feel faster. ‘Come on, let’s go. We’ll go sit in the car yeah?’

You let him lead you out to his car. Getting yourself settled in his passenger seat as he ran around to the drivers side and you tried your best to calm yourself but you felt a little awkward now and his sympathetic expression was making you feel worse.

‘Are you alright?’

‘Yeah, bloody fantastic. What do you think?’ You huffed, feeling awful immediately as you knew he was only looking out for you but you couldn’t bring yourself to look him in the eye as you felt your mood sink even further. ‘Sorry, I didn’t mean that’

‘No it’s alright’ he whispered, playing with his fingers in his lap.

‘No it’s not’ you told him, holding back your tears as best you could before turning to him. ‘Thank you for coming to get me’

‘That’s okay’ he smiled softly, but you just felt like crying all over again. ‘Where do you wanna go now?’

‘I don’t even know’ you laughed, not having many options right now. ‘‘Can you go to Luke’s? I gave my spare key to Anouska’ you told him, not even thinking about what you were saying, but you knew from the moment his face dropped even further he was upset by what you’d said.

‘Oh uh, yeah sure’ he mumbled. Starting the car without another word and even though you wanted to talk to him and explain you didn’t think it would help too much.

The journey was silent, Mason looking straight ahead with a hard expression and you attempted to break the silence a few times but chickened out at the very last second each time as you could tell by the tense atmosphere that no matter what you said it wouldn’t make a difference. He was pissed, you just hoped he wouldn’t take it out on them.

‘Wait here, I’ll go and get it’ he told you, pulling up to Luke’s house and getting out the door before he’d even turned the engine off and you sighed as you watched him jog up the path. You knew Mason and you knew he was holding everything in so it was only a matter of time before he let it out. You didn’t know if it would be through anger or hurt but you kept your eye on him and he stood and waited for someone to answer the door.

‘Hey mate, sorry for just turning up’ Mason told Luke quietly after he answered the door. Luke looking a little sleepy but thankfully not annoyed at his sudden arrival.

‘Don’t be silly, is everything okay? Did you forget something?’ He asked, rubbing his eyes but as soon as he got a better look at Mason his expression changed to one of concern as he waited for the younger boy to speak.

‘Yea yeah fine, no listen um- it’s a long story but I’ve got y/n in the car and I need her spare key. She said Anouska keeps one here?’

‘Oh um- let me grab her one sec’ he mumbled, nodding his head inside so Mason could stand in the doorway rather than out in the cold and soon enough Luke was following in behind his wife.

‘Mase? Is everything alright?’

‘Y/n’s had all her stuff stolen tonight. I’ve just picked her up from the police station’

‘Oh my god, is she alright?’

‘She’s fine, they took in without her knowing so she’s not hurt or anything just upset. I’m just taking her home but we can’t get in cause she’s got no keys but apparently you’ve got a spare?’

‘Oh, yeah I’ll go grab it for you’ she told you quietly, grabbing a key from the rack before handing it over and Mason just gave a nod before turning to leave.

Something stopped him in his tracks though. Turning back to face them and the broken look on his face made Anouska’s lip wobble.

‘I asked you guys where she was so many times, every time you said you had no idea but you knew along? How could you do that to me?’ He asked quietly, the hurt in his voice evident at his friend’s betrayal but they were quick to try and reassure him.

‘No it’s not like that at all Mason I promise’ Anouska started but her voice started to wobble so Luke took over.

‘We really didn’t have any idea, mate. We’ve only had the key for two weeks, She showed up out the blue and made us swear not to say anything’ Luke explained but even if it had been two weeks he was still upset about being kept in the dark.

‘I’m really sorry, Mase. She’s got no one and I was just trying to look out for her, I thought it’s what you’d want’ Anouska told him, and Mason didn’t have anything to say. Upset his closest friends had been secretly hiding you behind his back but his emotions were all over the place from everything that was going on tonight and he didn’t want to make everyone feel worse so in the end he just nodded before bidding them a farewell and sulking back to the car.

‘Don’t be mad at them, It was me who made them keep quiet’ you told him after he’d handed the key over to you but he just shrugged. Clearly not in the mood to talk about it so you let him drive away, afraid the silence might consume you.

‘Where am I going?’ He asked quietly as he neared the end of their road and you let him know you’d direct him back to your flat. It was about a half an hour drive over to the other side of town and you were thankful for the low music he played so it wouldn’t be too awkward.

Once you arrived back at your flat you thought Mason might want to leave but he came up with you. You’d moved in two weeks after your break up and had just taken the first semi acceptable place that was available. Under any normal circumstances you would have second guessed showing Mason this place but your need to have someone nearby in your hour of need outweighed the part of your brain that was embarrassed by the tiny flat you now called your own.

‘Sorry about the mess’ you told him quietly as you both walked in but he just gave you a tight but reassuring smile.

‘Don’t worry about it, you should see my bathroom right now, it’s a right state’ he laughed, thankful he seemed to be perking up a little but you hated the way he referred to it as his bathroom. He used to call it our bathroom, the one you shared before things took a turn. ‘What did the officers say happen now?’

‘There should be someone round soon to change the locks over and then they’ll call me later on tomorrow if they’ve got any updates’ you confirmed, watching him eye your living room carefully and you felt your heart sink. ‘Listen, thanks for walking me up, but you can go if you like’

‘I think it’s best I stay, just until the locks are changed at least. There’s random people walking about with your keys so I’ll stay for a bit to be safe’ he told you and his concern for you even now melted your heart just a tiny bit.

‘Take a seat then’ you told him. Nodding to the sofa in the corner before following him over to take the seat next to him. Squishing yourself into the side so your thighs didn’t touch but thankfully he seemed to be having the same idea to keep as far apart as you possibly could on the worn out sofa.

‘So you were at a gig tonight?’ He asked quietly after a few moments of silence, clearly wanting to make a bit of conversation after an hour or so of being understandably standoffish with you and you nodded whilst keeping your eyes looking forward.

‘Yeah’

‘On your own?’

‘Yeah’

‘‘It’s not like you to go out on your own’ he commented and you had to gulp down a nervous lump.

‘Well I wasn’t meant to be but my plus one couldn’t go’ you told him. Trying to be vague on purpose to avoid an awkward conversation but you felt him tense up besides you.

‘Oh’ he breathed, nodding his head solemnly but you weren’t quite sure why he’d suddenly turned so moody again and you figured you should explain a little more even if it did take you down a path you didn’t want to be going down.

‘Yeah, Jenny and I don’t talk anymore and I paid for the tickets in the first place so I sold the other one and went in my own’

‘Jenny? You were meant to go with Jenny?’ he asked, face slightly shocked but you could detect a hint of relief in there too.

‘Yeah? Why, who do you think I meant?’

‘Well I don’t know… I thought you meant like a date or something’ he told you awkwardly and even though you knew it was an easy conclusion to come to you still felt your anger rise inside of you.

‘A date? We’ve been broken up for two months, Mase. Is that what you think of me?’ You laughed, slightly in disbelief at what he seemed to be accusing you of.

Well no-‘

‘Is that what you’ve been doing?’ You asked, looking at him with furrowed brows, noticing his expression matched yours.

‘No, I didn’t-‘

A knock at the door snapped the pair of you out of your little argument. Mason standing up to go and answer if before you got a chance and from what you could hear, it sounded like the locksmith here to sort the locks out.

Mason always had the gift of the gab and you were in no mood for plesentaries so you left them to chat, thankful he was taking charge for you even if things before had just taken a weird turn and before long Mason offered him a cup of tea and he reappeared in front of you again.

‘Why don’t you go have a shower and get changed or whatever. I can deal with this’ he offered and even though the thought of being under the hot water sounded like heaven you didn’t want to leave this all up to him when it was your mess.

‘It’s fine-’

‘Please’ he interrupted, his hand gently touching your shoulder before he pulled back. ‘It’s been a long night for you and there’s no point in you being sat out here like a lemon. I’ll come and find you when it’s done, yeah?’

‘Okay’ you told him quietly. Secretly happy he was taking the responsibility away from you. ‘I’ll just be in there’ you whispered, nodding to the door in the far corner of the room and with one final small smile he stepped into your kitchen to make a cup of tea.

You let the warm water of the shower consume you. Not realising how tense you were until you tried to relax and it took more effort than you realised. Raising the temperature of the water ever so slightly try and relax yourself even further but your mind was going a mile a minute.

You couldn’t believe how tonight had gone. You were having the time of your life out of your comfort zone with some people you’d put your trust in for the night but your massive highs always seemed to be followed by massive lows lately. Still not believing you’d been so easy to exploit and that they’d taken your stuff without you even realising.

You tried holding your tears in, having not cried properly since the whole ordeal happened but now you were at home with Mason so close by you could feel your walls slipping again.

You felt silly and exposed. All the things you were protective of had been taken away from you from right under your nose and you couldn’t believe you’d let it happen. You were usually so aware of what was going on but these last few weeks and tonight especially made you realise maybe you weren’t as switched on as you thought.

Once you were done in the shower you slipped into your pjs before laying ontop of your bed. Not wanting to get fully inside right now as Mason was still here and you didn’t want to fall asleep without saying goodbye but the longer you sat in your own thoughts the more upset you became.

You could hear him laughing and chatting away outside. A sound you’d hadn’t heard much of in the last month or so of your relationship as the lair of you grew further apart and you missed it terribly. All you could think about was it being your fault things had turned out how they had and after the stress of the last few hours you felt your eyes sting again.

You were determined not to cry, hugging you pillow to your chest as you squeezed your eyes shut tight but the sobs were only moments away and when you heard your front door shut you couldn’t help but finally let things out as you realised it was just you and Mason alone again.

You’d known it this whole time but it really hit you just how much you still loved him in that moment. The fact he’d saved you in your hour of need, taken you home and taken care of what needed to be done so you could relax overwhelmed you as you weren’t sure you could be so kind if he’d treated you the same as you had him and the thought only made you even more upset knowing you may never get back to how you were.

Mason opened your door slowly, not sure if you were asleep or not and even though the room was dark he could still make out the slight shake of our shoulders as you fought to hold it together. Laying facing away from him so he couldn’t see you and the longer he stood there the louder your sobs became.

Mason was stuck, not sure if you wanted to be left alone or if maybe you needed his comfort but in the end he pushed his worries to the side and went to you. It always broke him seeing you upset and right now was no different so he carefully popped himself onto the bed behind you and pulled you body into his chest. Holding you close as you buried your head into the pillow.

‘It’s alright, sweetheart, just let it out’ he whispered, the sound of his gentle voice breaking down what little composure you had left and you let your cries eat you up from the inside. Your body shaking violently as you let go of everything you had inside of you and you even surprised yourself at his upset you were about everything.

‘Hey, come on baby it’s alright’ you heard him murmur, his own voice sounding emotional as he moved to sit up before reaching for you. Pulling you up and into his lap so he could hold you properly and you cried into his neck as he slowly rocked you back and forth whilst whispering in your ear repeatedly that everything would be okay.

He let you cry it out, not rushing you at all or making you calm down quicker than you needed to he just patiently sat and waited for you to raise your head and his devastated expression almost set you off again.

‘Please don’t cry anymore’ he whispered against your forehead before placing the softest kiss between your eyebrows. The physical affection making you want to cry all over again but you held it together.

‘I’m sorry, it’s just been a lot tonight’

‘I know,’ he agreed. Nodding his head as you attempted to wipe your eyes but the feel of his arms around your body and he held you almost like a baby kept your tears flowing silently. ‘Can I ask you something?’ He whispered after a short while. Waiting until you nodded before he carried on talking. ‘Why don’t you and Jenny speak anymore? You told me she was like a sister to you’ he asked you carefully, knowing it must have been a touchy subject but you knew you needed to be honest with him now. He deserved the truth after all you’d put him through and all he’d done for you tonight when you didn’t deserve his kindness.

‘Yeah well, I realised a few things about her’ you told him quietly. Looking up to meet Mason's eyes and the sadness in them made your lip wobble. ‘I’m so sorry’ you whispered.

‘Sorry? What are you sorry for?’

‘I let her get into my head, let her say horrible things about you. I let her get in between us and I know it’s not all her and I played my part but I shouldn’t have listened to her’ you sobbed. ‘I ruined everything’

‘Hey come on’ he breathed, his voice wobbling as he pulled you back into his chest. ‘Don’t cry anymore’

‘I didn’t mean to hurt you’

‘I know bubs’ he whispered. Kissing your temple softly as you calmed yourself back down. ‘What happened?’

What had happened?

Jenny was a bit of a sore subject for the pair of you. You’d met her a week or so after moving to Manchester all those months ago and the pair of you had become fast friends. With Mason always being busy it was easy for the pair of you to spend time together but to say she wasn’t Mason's biggest fan was an understatement.

When you first moved to Manchester, Mason was here, there and everywhere. It was lonely being so far away from everything and everyone you knew but you were determined to make the best of things so when a girl came up to you in a coffee shop to compliment your bag, you gave her a wide smile and offered her a seat rather than shying away like usual.

Jenny had lived in Manchester all her life so when you explained you hadn’t and didn’t really know anyone around here she was quick to give you her number and let you know she would be free whenever to show you her favourite spots.

She was bright and bubbly and just the right sort of person you needed in your life at the time but there was just one problem.

You could tell she was suspicious of Mason from the beginning. You tried telling her that he would be busy a lot with the new season starting in a brand new team but she couldn’t seem to get her head around why he was always away. Asking why he’s dragged you all the way up here just to ignore you and whilst you understood what it looked like from the outside, you and Mason were as strong as a rock.

That didn’t stop Jenny from trying to make you see sense though. Taking every opportunity she could to tear him down in front of you and whilst it was growing tiring she was your only friend up here and you didn’t want to lose her.

Everyday she would ask about him, wondering where he was and who he was with. Wondering why he wasn’t spending time with you and you didn’t know when, but soon enough her words started to stick. Every missed diner or unreplied to text that you used to think nothing of suddenly was sticking out to you like never before and you wondered if she was right.

It all came to head when you invited him to a dinner with some of the girls and their boyfriends and when Mason told you he wasn't available you didn’t even give him a chance to explain. Ignoring him for the rest of the day before getting dolled up for a night out without him.

‘You need to be strong, babe. Be firm with him and say it’s not acceptable. There’s not an excuse in the world that I’d accept for him not coming tonight, you don’t deserve to be treated like this’ Jenny told you. ‘You wait until you’ve found someone else, he’ll regret it then and he won’t be able to do anything about it’

You were late home on purpose, not ready to talk to him yet but to your surprise he’d waited up for you. His face full of sorrow as he tried to get your attention but you ignored him on purpose. Sleeping in the guest room before the pair of you engaged in a heated row the next morning.

You hadn't given him a chance to tell you what he was doing as you spent your time ignoring the day before but he was just as pissed as you were this morning. Furious with you for not hearing him out and telling you that the whole reason he wasn’t able to go out with you last night was because he was booked in for a charity event for children who were learning to read and speak English and he thought you were coming with him.

You tried not to let him get to you. You knew his charity work was important to him and you knew you’d agreed to go with him months ago but you’d been so wrapped up in Jenny that you’d forgotten all about it. In the end, trying to turn things onto him and making out like he hadn't reminded you or told you about it yesterday but he confessed he’d given up trying with you.

You said so many things you wished you could take back now. Things you knew weren’t true but you’d been spoon fed to believe and once again you didn’t give him a chance to say his piece properly. Ranting at him for as long as you could before locking yourself away again.

When Mason left for training you’d called Jenny, crying down the phone to her about everything that had happened and she convinced you to pack your things and get out. Even coming round to help you finish off and and drive you away so you could stay with her for a few days whilst you found a place of your own.

As soon as Mason realised what was happening he was blowing up your phone. Demanding to see you and talk things out but you refused, hanging up on him in the end before sending him a text to let him know you needed space but you were done and not to message you again before you blocked him.

Life without Mason was hard but you had Jenny by your side at all times. Constantly reminding you that you’d made the right choice and that when you were ready the pair of you would go out and find you a man that would put you first.

That was two months ago, and you’d been miserable everyday. Each moment passing making you think you’d messed up but you didn’t realise how much until two weeks ago.

‘Two weeks ago, we were out getting lunch and I popped to the loo. When I came back this girl she knew passed by and she got up to give her a hug and stuff but she left her phone face up on the table and I could see she was trying to message you on insta’ you told him. Looking up to see his face looking confused. ‘I took her phone and scrolled to the top and she’d been DMing you from the day we ended things. I think that’s the only reason she ever spoke to me was to get to you’

‘I’m sorry sweetheart’ he tutted, brushing your hair back from your face so he could place a gentle kiss on your forehead again. ‘What did you do?’

‘When she sat back down I told her my locks were getting changed the next day and if I could have my key back before pretending to take a call outside. I just went straight home and sent her a text saying I knew what she was up to and you’d never go near her in a million years’ you told him with a slight laugh, smiling as he chuckled under you before you felt him reach for his phone.

‘Find her for me?’ He asked, opening up instagram so you could pull up her profile and look at the messages she’d sent him. Even now reading them back made you skin crawl but you watched masons expression change to a disgusted one as he read the first ones through.

‘Why would she send me this shit?’ He laughed, coming out of the messages so he could go back to her profile and block her before throwing his phone to the side and looking back down at you. ‘I’m sorry she’s not who you thought she was’

‘It's fine’ you shrugged. Not caring about her or what she’d done to you anymore but the sympathetic look on his face made your heart thump. ‘Why are you being so nice to me? I was shit to you’ you asked. It only really hitting you now that you were broken up still but the way he was being so soft and loving with you made your heart race.

‘Cause I love you’ he told you seriously and you felt your whole body freeze. Loved you? Still? ‘Yeah we may not like each other a whole lot right now but I’ll always love you, y/n’ he confirmed and you felt your eyes sting.

‘I still like you’ you whispered, watching his face soften a touch, both smiling tearily as you came to the realisation things weren’t as bad as it seemed and you could have sworn you felt him hold you a little tighter.

‘I still like you, too’ he nodded, but you were overwhelmed by his kindness and felt yourself getting upset again.

‘God I’m so fucking stupid’ you laughed, nuzzling into his neck and you laughed at the way he held you slightly tighter.

‘Hey, don’t say that’

‘But I am. I walked out on you when you’ve been the best thing that ever happened to me, took some random girls side who was fucking me over the whole time and then befriending a local gang of theives’ you joked before it hit you again that all your stuff had been taken. ‘I can’t believe all my stuff’s gone’

‘It’s okay, we can replace it all’ he reassured you and your heart broke at the way he was trying to help even though there were certain things that couldn’t be replaced.

‘I know but my phone’

‘It’s just a phone love, we can get you a new one’ he told you, but that wasn’t the reason why you were so upset about it. You couldn’t care less about the actual phone itself as you knew you could get a new one whenever but it was the stuff on the phone rather than the phone itself.

‘It’s not the phone, it’s what was on it. It’s gone and I can’t replace all that’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I’ve got years worth of pictures and memories on there, I never backed my phone up or anything so they’ve all gone. And yeah maybe I’d have to get rid of them at some point but I wasn’t ready to let them go yet. To let you go.’

‘I’m right here bubs. You can’t get rid of me that easily’ he whispered. Cradling your face as he gazed into your eyes lovingly. ‘Whatever you lost, I’ve probably still got it on my phone so when we get you a new one I can just send it all over’

‘Really?’ You sobbed, relief washing through you as you realised not everything was so hopeless so you just held him as tight as you could and breathed in his scent that you’d missed so much. ‘I don’t deserve you’

‘Look at me’ he whispered. Pulling back so you could look in each other's eyes and then softness in them made you melt. ‘You’ve stuck by me through thick and thin for years. Every game, every tournament, whatever it was you were there for me. I know I wasn’t the greatest at being there for you but I promise you I’ll try a lot harder if you’ll let me’

‘No, Mase none of this was ever your fault. I was being selfish, like even when you told me the next day why you couldn’t make it to that dinner I was still so blinded by everything Jenny had told me I didn’t care but now I can’t believe I ever acted that way’ you told him. ‘I’m sorry I let her make me think you didn’t give me enough time when I know you gave me everything you had. I’m sorry I just left without really giving us a chance to talk through things and I’m sorry I made your friends lie for me’ you whispered. ‘Please don’t be mad at them, I made them promise not to say anything’

‘Why didn’t you just come back to me’ he uttered, his voice sounding the saddest you’d heard it all night and it was close to breaking you.

‘I was ashamed’ you gulped ‘I thought you’d turn me away’

‘I wouldn’t have, I promise’ he told you tearily. ‘I had a feeling there was more to it but I’ve missed you every day, you know? Your my one and I’ve been going out of my mind not being able to get hold of you’

‘I’ve missed you too’ you sobbed, hiding away in his neck again as you held each other tightly. Mason going back to rocking you from side to side in hopes it would calm you down and soon enough your sobs turned to sniffles and you pulled back to look at him properly.

You couldn’t class the dark marks under his eyes as bags, they were more like suitcases he’d been carrying the weight of the world in. His skin pale in comparison and you knew it was because he probably wasn’t looking after himself properly in the months you’d gone but your heart thumped when you reached out to cup his jaw and he turned his head in your hand so he could kiss your palm before melting into your touch.

‘You look exhausted’ Mase. I’m so sorry for making you get up to come and get me’

‘Don’t be, I’m glad you did’

‘Will you stay tonight? Like in here with me?’ You asked quietly, hoping the pleading look in your eyes would wear him down but he was nodding straight away. Holding you closer before pulling back to look at you and the cheeky smile on his face made your heart thump as you hadn’t seen it in so long.

‘You better budge up then, what size bed is this anyway?’ He joked as he helped you off of him and you felt your face flush as you pulled back the covers.

‘It’s a small double, there’s not enough room in here for a normal sized one’ you laughed, crawling inside and you felt yourself go shy as he kicked off his shoes and joined you.

‘I’m only kidding, love.

‘You don’t have to be kind, I know it’s awful here’

‘It’s cozy’ he said softly. Apprehensively reaching for you but once he realised you were happy for him to hold you he pulled you into his chest and you felt your whole body relax.

‘It’s shit’ you laughed, nuzzling down into his chest before looking up into his kind eyes.

‘Why did you stay here then? In Manchester I mean. Thought you would have gone back to London with everyone since you’re only here because of me’

‘I guess the only one good thing about Jenny was she convinced me to stay’ you huffed. ‘It was probably just to feed me more lies about you but she said he’d look out for me up here as if I went home everyone would tell you where I am’

‘You know what, she’s probably right. I’ve been on at everyone constantly since you left but no one would tell me anything’

‘I’m so sorry’ you breathed. ‘I really am so sorry Mase but I’m here now and I promise I’ll make this right. If you still want me’

‘I’ll always want you’ he confirmed quietly. Lips falling to your forehead again so he could place a gentle kiss there and you couldn't hold in the shiver that ran down your spine. ‘And you know I’ve always got room for you. You know in our house we picked together’ he teased, tears filling your eyes and what he might be suggesting. The thought of being home too much for you to take right now. ‘First World problems but you don’t know how hard it is to be there and be reminded of you every bloody place I look’

‘Well maybe we can figure something out then’ you laughed. Excited about the prospect of being home with him where you belonged but unsure if it was too soon.

‘Just come home please, love’

‘Isn’t it too soon?

‘We both know you’ll be back sooner or later, and I’m never letting you go anywhere again so we might as well just crack on’ he joked, tucking his head into your hair as you both clung to one another. ‘Do you still work half days on Friday?’

‘I do’ you laughed, your heart leaping at the way he remembered the most random things about you.

‘Okay perfect. Pack up what you can tomorrow afternoon then and I’ll come by after training and help and then we’ll get you back home okay? Back where you belong’

‘Okay’ you whispered, too dumbfounded to say anything else but you knew when you saw his eyes flash to your lips you wanted to kiss him instantly. Thankfully his lips were already closing in on yours so you just shut your eyes and let him kiss you.

It was the softest kiss you’d ever shared. Full of nerves and caution but as you kissed him back it became one of longing and you held each other as tight as you could almost as if you were afraid the other might vanish into thin air. Only pulling back when Mason got the giggles and had to hide his face in your hair again.

‘What’s wrong?’ you laughed, trying to look at his face and as soon as he let you, you realised how blushy his cheeks were.

‘Nothing I’m just… just happy we’re back’

‘Me to’ you agreed. Letting him pull you back up for another heated kiss that you didn’t want to end. Finally feeling whole again, back where you belonged in the arms of the man who meant more to you than anyone or anything else.

Thank you so much for reading, I really hope you enjoyed it and I’d love it if you could leave me some feedback 🩷

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[whatlovelybones-if]

"the screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain" THE WHAT?! YOU DARE AVERY??? AND WTF J???

What would happen if MC and J were about to kiss, but MC suddenly stopped and just apathetically stared at them and said that they resented them for not being their first kiss, and just left? 😂😂

(Also, did MC have a some sort of relationship before the story began, or is that left for headcannon?)

it started with a simple statement.

“i won’t be riding back with you today,” J said.

you didn’t mind, not really. of course, you used to take every opportunity to spend time with them, but you could understand that they had their own life and sometimes their plans didn’t line up with yours.

“anything special you got planned?” you joked while closing your school locker, but you feel your insides wither and shrivel like a crumpled flower when they give you the actual reason.

“avery wanted to take me home today,” J said, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal but the embarrassed pink on their cheeks give them away.

you had a feeling whatever was going to happen today, you wouldn’t be liking it at all. on top of that, J was acting weird as hell. not to mention that this avery person had been someone they’d been weirdly close the past couple of days.

you also happen to know that avery lived on the other side of town, completely off the route you and J took to get home every day. avery wasn’t just giving them a ride; it was something else. the more you thought about it, the more it sounded like a date. a motherfucking date.

you felt your heart starting to weigh three times heavier as you forced a smile and said, “oh, sure, that’s fine.” and then, before you could stop yourself, you found yourself stupidly asking, “so did they ask you out on a date or something?”

to save yourself the embarrassment and act nonchalant, you find yourself ruffling their hair slightly. if J noticed that you were forcing it, they didn’t let it show. instead they just laughed nervously, trying to fix their hair, and said, “actually, i was the one who ended up asking them out.”

wonderful. you wanted to scream, but you managed to give them the fakest smile you could. “i’m so happy for you.”

J picked up on the hint that maybe you weren’t feeling as happy as you’re saying you are because they asked, “are you alright, teddy?”

that nickname hurts even more now as you nod, “of course, why wouldn’t i be?”

one of J’s love languages has always been physical touch and everything just gets a lot more complicated; their hand on your back is warm, the inky dark eyes that stare back at you are kind and worried, the full pink lips that you wish to kiss look so inviting. they smell the same as always: leather, strawberries, spearmint, and marlboro red smoke masked by a fancy cologne/perfume.

“did i do something wrong?” J asks, looking like a kicked puppy.

you can’t stand it. the concerned look on J’s face as they ask you what’s wrong when everything is wrong right now. it’s wrong that they can’t see how much you love them. it’s wrong that they can’t see how loving them has become second nature for you. it’s wrong that they can’t see how you don’t want to be just their best friend.

knowing them, you know your best friend is probably imagining a thousand different scenarios of how they must’ve hurt you. but you know that they didn’t hurt you, they could never do that, at least not intentionally.

then you do it. you actually do it. one of the stupidest things you have ever done in your 15 years of existence.

you leaned in and kissed them.

the look on J’s face makes you wanna crawl into your own skin and die. their body had tensed up, their lips frozen open, parted but not uttering a sound. all of that was enough to tell you that it was fucking mistake. so you do the only thing that made sense to you at that moment: you turn and run outside like a fucking coward.

time seemed to slow down, each second stretching impossibly beyond normal. the only sound that could be heard was the rain. heavy, rhythmic, and coming down without pause. you don’t even feel the chill setting in as your whole body burns with the shame of what you did and the image of J’s reaction only makes your skin crawl more.

stupid, stupid, stupid!

you run across the parking lot to get to your car and book the hell out of the school campus. you utter a loud curse when you check your pockets and realise you left your car keys in your locker.

you’re soaked to the bone and you aim a swift kick at your car; panting like you just ran a marathon, hair sticking to your neck and cheeks, heavy breathing pushing your chest up and down, your face wet from both the rain and your tears.

tears? no, you’re not wrong, you can feel the saltiness mixing up with the rain and pouring down your face. you haven’t cried in forever. at least not in a genuine way.

why in the world did it have to J of all people that you had to fall for? they had been your best friend since you were kids, always a constant and comforting presence in your life. almost a decade of friendship down the drain because of your stupid feelings. it wasn’t worth it at all to lose your best friend like this.

your best friend who’s now calling your name. a yell in the distance muffled by the sound of the rain and of your breaking heart. your breath hitches but you ignore them. there’s no way you can face them, not right now.

“for god’s sake, you can’t just kiss me and walk away! hey!” J yells out.

“go away, J! i really don’t want to talk to you right now.”

they catch up to you, refusing to let you run off again. “and why is that, hm?”

“i don’t know!” you answer, throwing up your hands in exasperation. “i’m ignoring you right now.”

“well,” J continues to stubbornly come closer, “i am ignoring the fact that you’re ignoring me.”

you give them a glare. “that’s not how it works.”

J matches your challenging glare. “fine then. tell me why you kissed me and i will leave you alone.”

“i kissed you because i love you, you daft dumbo!” you nearly yell, frustrated beyond reason. ignoring the dumbfounded look on J’s face, you continue, “i’ve loved you ever since we were kids. i love your eyes and how they sparkle like stars when you’re talking about music. i love your voice and how it soothes me whenever i’m having a hard time. i love how you know me and know exactly what to say to make me feel better whenever and wherever. i just love you so much and i cannot stand the thought of you with avery. i will get over this though, J, just give me some ti—”

in a heartbeat, they lean in and their lips are on yours. you can’t help the gasp which slips out of your mouth, too surprised, too tense, and J holds your face dearly like you’re something precious, pressing your lips and body against theirs with something akin to desperation. both of you so entirely soaked from the rain, so entirely frightened, so entirely in love.

when the kiss ends, it’s because both of you are completely out of breath. J doesn’t let the space between the two of you grow any further, though. they instead press themselves further against you, your bodies fitting like perfect puzzle pieces.

“don’t get over me,” they plead, the taste of strawberry in your mouth, forehead against yours, dark eyes fluttering close. “don’t ever get over me.”

“b-but,” you stutter, head still spinning, “what about avery?”

J groans, following it up with a chuckle. “one date and i think even they’d be able to see it.”

“see what?”

“how you are the one i’m in love with.”

before you can even process what they just said, they lean in again to seal it with a kiss.

#asks #wow this was longer than i’d planned #an AU where everything went perfectly and they were high school sweethearts? #this is my late christmas gift to J romancers #also yeah you can headcanon if MC has dated someone in the past #what lovely bones #ro: j park #bonnie nonnie #ro scenarios #interactive fiction #interactive story #ch: the killer #interactive game #ignore the typos lmao 💀

[fbwzoo]

I can't share the 30-some pictures I did with my FB post, going from last December to this December. So I'll just use this one - which I just took after a quick harness training session in which she bounced across half the couch to meet me & wagged for the first 15 seconds, and before she made me put my phone down for a bout of snuggle scritches. 😭🥰

This is such a long post, I'm going to put it under a cut. But today is the 1 year anniversary of Emma coming home to us, and I am FULL of emotions over this little dog. So if you want to read my rambling & think with me how far my baby has come in a year.... read on!

One year of my Emma. 💙💜 I didn't really expect to love this dog so much, velcro dog and all. She is definitively My Dog, and I never had a choice in the matter. I think that was just gonna happen, ever since I first saw her adoption post 1 year & 9 months ago. Every time I saw her posted again, I wanted her. It was meant to be! 🥰

And now I look back on the year & think about it all. We changed a bunch of things in our household for this little dog, and all year, we kept adjusting & improving where it was needed for her & the other animals. I love my family so much, and I'm so grateful to have found these other people who love animals & are so willing to adapt as needed for their happiness too. Everyone in the house agreed to take on a project dog, and everyone stepped up to help her settle in.

It's weird too, bc it often doesn't feel like we've DONE that much. But when I tell someone new about her, or spell it out for myself, I'm reminded that we've done the work, even if it mostly didn't seem like work. And we gave her what we knew we absolutely could, what she needed most - time and space. We went at her pace, let her lead us, and it's been truly amazing to watch her over this year.

Emma has gone from being very worried to terrified about any & all human movements, unable to be pet or touched, quick to be on guard at any small change in position. Terrified of loud noises and too much activity. Barking at Joel to try and make him go away. Pottying in the house on pee pads because outside is scary. Only laying in a lap if the lap was covered with a blanket.

All of that.... to a dog that spends 98% of her time relaxed, happy, and ready to be involved. She greets us with alert barks instead of guarding barks, tail wags, bouncing, and licks (okay, mostly me for some of that but still). Everyone in the house has been able to pet her. She actively loves to be pet by Jack in bed & me anywhere when she wants snuggles. She plays with her dog siblings and with me. She discovered the joys of yard zoomies early on & never looked back - she potty trained faster and better than Spring!

She knows and likes our household routines. She LOVES food, and it's the quickest way to her heart! 😂 But she's learned some manners too, like not snatching food with any opportunity! She's gotten more comfortable being on the floor. She still likes to chew more than our other two, and has gotten really great at managing big emotions by redirecting to a Benebone!

We're not the best at active training, but even so, she makes us & me look good! She's interested now, when the treats come out, and wants to see what to do to get some. She interacts with new objects, she is doing great with harness training.

She has opinions now!!! And she will tell you!!! Especially if they involve dinner time! 😂 I still can't believe she demand barks now, and it's been too cute for us to bother stopping for the most part.

I've thought about goals for her over the next year, and I definitely have some big ones. Continue harness training until I can put it fully on her & take it off. Leash skills & comfort with them. All of that slowly, so slowly leading up to trips out of the house - to do vet happy visits, check out some SniffSpots, and go visit her sister at foster mom's house. I also want to introduce some pattern games to help with all of that.

And we plan to start having people over to the house again! Not sure how often or how many, and we may have to alter pace based on how she does. But she's so often surprised us with her resilience, so I think we'll do okay! (And obviously all visitors will be required to follow rules around my pup, or face the mama bear wrath 😂)

But mostly....I just can't wait for another year with this extremely sweet, loving, exuberant little dog that is working so hard to find her confidence. We're all so very proud of Emma, and love her so much. 💜💙

I also included a thank you to both rescues & Emma's foster mom, for all of their time, work, and hoops to ensure that Emma would be safe. They genuinely gave us all the information we needed to make sure we were prepared, and I am even more grateful for that after seeing how rare our experience is in my fearful dogs group.

#dogblr #fearful dogs #rescue dog #Emma pup #fbw rambles #my pets #long post #i just.... can't believe how far she's come #especially when it feels like we've done so little #i didn't know what to expect in bringing home a half feral fearful dog #she was honestly easier than we were braced for #but i still would've been so much bigger a mess without the initial support of foster mom and the training rescue #and especially my dog discord #who I've leaned on even after we stopped pestering the trainer via text

[maruke2003]

I've been itching for awhile to argue with a Tik Tok Snater 👀. I've finally got one so let's goooo.

First of all, James didn't slay, he never did. He was canonically a bully, no matter who they're bullying it's still wrong. Second of all the whole "what sa" or "it wasn't sa" is so wrong. Because it is, it is sa. Saying it wasn't or blaming it on Snape is horrible. I'm not even going to go down the road of the victim blaming that goes on here.

"walking on a corpse to hug a dead girl he was obsessed with"

Girl- calm down. First of all that's movie canon not book canon. Even if it was book canon do you really think Snape would have stepped on James's body, stepped on him?! Like do y'all hear yourself. The man would probably slip and fall on the stairs if he had stepped on him 😂.

Two abuse arguments. It wasn't abuse. Snape never abused the kids. He was a verbal man who taught a very deadly subject and students didn't pay attention, didn't care, and were careless. He's going to yell and get angry because a potion could blow up and explode in their faces. Sure he could have been kinder then he was but he wasn't so, cry about it bitch.

"what about Neville"

What about him? Don't get me wrong I love him but he was a clumsy kid, sure Snape didn't make it any better being the scary bat he was but, again, cry about it.

"trauma will not explain his actions"

Majority of Snape and who he is was formed from trauma so yes it will explain his actions and who he is and what he's done. His trauma shaped his life. From the first time his dad raised his hand to him, to the last time James Potter sent a unprovoked hex at him. Not to mention all the obvious emotional manipulation Dumbledore used with him.

His entire life was traumatic.

No trauma does not excuse him from his shitty actions but it does explain it, and you'd be stupid to think otherwise. Oh but I forgot, most James Potter stans are stupid.

Canon literally says otherwise to what you're saying so 🤷🏻‍♀️ go touch some grass or watch paint dry, I don't know what to tell you man.

Also I'm pretty woke, you don't seem to be.

Pleaseee I laughed so hard at this argument like ma'am you're not even trying anymore.

"At least James Potter had friends"

One of his friends betrayed him to Voldemort who ended up killing him, his wife, trying to kill his child and ended up leaving said child as an orphan.

The other attempted murder at the age of 15-16, went after another friend in revenge instead of taking care of his godson. Never felt remorse for anything he did as a student. Claimed an unprovoked attack and attempted murder were deserved.

The other friend put children in danger by not taking his potion, showed negligence already for not taking it/taking his affliction seriously. Was a bystander and despite being in a position of authority never stopped his friends from unprovoked attacks. Also downplayed what happened in attempt to make a dead man look better.

Yeah I think I'd prefer to have no friends idk about you.

"without James there'd be no Harry Potter"

First of all then Lily could have had a kid with someone else or Voldemort would have went for Neville instead, a different prophecy would have been made. There are so many other things that could have happened.

"the only Slytherin hero was Regulus Black"

Uhm, Regulus did nothing, like literally all he did was steal a locket. He had an obsession with Voldemort and was a staunch supporter of him as well as a blood supremacist. As well most likely one of his most youngest marked Death Eater (not counting Draco here).

Regulus could have told anyone about the horcrux but he didn't. He could have told Kreacher to take him back with him after getting the horcrux but he didn't. He defected and took the cowards way out.

Classic trauma comparison. *Sighs* these antis are so repetitive like common give me something new to talk shit about.

"Regulus has gone through more trauma then Snape"

Actually from what we know about canon, no. Snape was physically abused and neglected. His father was a drunk who canoncially physically abused him, verbally abused his mother, he was neglected as well (that being just because his family was poor is also a possibility). Also he was tormented for seven years by four boys (mostly two of them) just because he existed.

I'm not saying Regulus doesn't have trauma, we just know that the only canonical trauma he probably has is from watching his brother being abused. He most likely was as well.

"Stfu next time and hide in your fake world where snape was a hero. and ofc cry abt it"

I'm never going to shut up about Snape 😘. My world isn't fake, canon isn't fake. Snape was a hero, it's literally in canon. Oh no don't call me out on crying 😱, the world is going to end now.

No cuz this had me laughing hysterically. You know you've won when they start to throw insults at you instead of trying to argue with actual points.

This is only part one, part two will be in the reblog cuz tumblr only allows ten photos 😭.

#severus snape #pro snape #harry potter #snape #snape defense #anti sirius black #anti james potter #anti marauders

[the-little-ewok]

A more permanent hiatus from writing

So I have made the difficult decision to stop writing, at least for Tumblr etc, on a more permanent basis. I appreciate and love every single one of you who have taken the time to read, comment, reblog, send requests and prompts. Writing saved me from a very dark place and helped me come to terms with some things.

I've had an absolute blast interacting with everyone and I won't be removing my masterlist so that will stay for people to re-read if they want.

The fact is after some big life changes and the way things are here on Tumblr right now (more on both of these points below for those who want more personal details), I just don't have the time or energy to continue writing and it has become no longer a temporary hiatus. I'm afraid this may be permanent for now.

I will remain on Tumblr just no longer as a writer.

For those who want to read no further I bid you farewell, and thanks for all the fish 💜

Tw for the below : Miscarriage, pregnancy, mental health, general complaintyness, probably too much personal details 😂

For those of you who want a better explanation on why im leaving writing..

I came to writing fanfic again after the loss of my daughter. We spent a long time trying to get pregnant, only to loose her to a premature birth (second trimester miscarriage) and then told there was no guarantee I could ever carry a child to full term. Tumblr saved me from being in a very dark place with knowing this information. The people I met here are some of the best. I loved writing, and I loved that my writing brought joy to people. It brought a light back into my life and helped me do something to distract myself. I'm greatful for every single person who interacted with my fics. You have no idea how much your support, comments, reblogs and GIFs helped me. It helped me slowly come back to myself again.

Recently we have been incredibly blessed with a rainbow baby after an extremely stressful high risk pregnancy which absolutely took it out of me both physically and mentally, and caused me to take an initial step back from writing.

I sort of underestimated how much having a child would take out of my time and I honestly just do not have the time to write now. When I do have time im probably found catching up on sleep 😂

I really thought eventually I would come back to writing and don't get me wrong, I have 10000 ideas pinging around my brain and about 15 half finished WIP but the thing is, right now I got to prioritise family time. I am adjusting to life as a mom and just a general different pace of life. I feel it would be rude of my to continue to string people along thinking I will finish your requests or that WIP I've promised may eventually appear. And I guess maybe one day they will. But I can't make that promise and I feel guilty for continuing to pretend I'll get to them eventually. So please, accept my apologies if you were waiting on something. I know a bunch of amazing writers if anyone would like their request passed onto them to be fulfilled!

Second big reason for me leaving writing is .. interaction. The absolute lack of comments, reblog, messages, anything, is unreal. Anyone can click the like button but what writers need is something that makes them feel like you actually read their work, that you enjoyed it, that you want more. Please for those writers you follow, drop them a message about their fics, ask them questions, discuss headcannons, reblog their work, tell them what your favourite line was. Anything! Blind reblog with no comments and likes make writers feel like they put in all the effort for no reward. Interact with your writers people!

So that's what it is. Maybe one day I'll post my writings again, maybe I won't. For now I'll leave you in the capable hands of the incredible Tumblr writers that remain, and again, thank you so much for every comment and reblog. I love you guys!!

#personal things #not a full goodbye #just a goodbye to writing #probably too much info #over sharing is caring #tw pregnancy #tw miscarriage #tw mental health

[daughterofthereaper02]

Kinda sad yet fluff I’m sorry but wondering if you please write where Bradley Bradshaw and civilian shyreader are dating. Both of them have twin newborn sons who are mommy boys. Maverick and Bradley wish (Bradley) parents are alive so they could meet the love of his life shyreader and meet their grandsons♥️ Bonus: Phoenix and Bob the godparents & Maverick a grandfather figure. Base

A/N: Aw! Yes! I am going to make them literally newborns though, like fresh from the womb😂 figured it would be cute.

You cradled your son's against your bare chest after having just given birth to them both. You leaned against your boyfriends chest, Bradley had sat behind you to help you as you gave birth to the boys. "Bradley" you murmured, tears in your eyes, "They're perfect" you hiccuped, "They look like you" you murmured. Both opened their eyes and your e/c eyes stared up at you. You laughed "But they have my eyes. Good to know I did actually play a part in this" you grinned. Bradley reached around you and touched both of their tiny hands "You made two beautiful boys Y/n" he whispered, kissing your cheek.

It was a few more minutes that you both could hold your son's before you had to get cleaned up and so did the boys. Bradley went out to give you your privacy and went to the waiting room. Maverick, Phoenix, and Bob all sat there waiting and grinned when they saw the proud look on his face. "I'm a dad, two little boys. They look like me with Y/n's eyes" he said proudly. They all came over and gave him a hug. The hug lasted longer between Bradley and Maverick though as pseudo father son hugged. They made up after the whole incident and the pregnancy of your sons made him realize what his mother probably asked but never brought it up. Now they were closer then ever and there was no denying that.

When they pulled away, Mav looked up at him and they both shared the same sad look. They both were wishing that Carole and Goose were here to meet his sons, and to meet you, the love of his life. Bradley was planning to propose to you soon but wanted it to be special and not seem rushed to happen. They talked for a while because you still had stuff you had to go through so Bradley took the time to tell them what happened.

A nurse came over "Mr. Bradshaw? You can go in" she told him politely. "I'll text you guys as soon as Y/n gives me the go ahead. I'm going to make sure everything is okay" he grinned. They all shooed him away.

Bradley came back to see you in the clothes you packed for easy breastfeeding and to be more comfortable. You were making your way back to a bed with fresh sheets and blankets.

He stood there stunned, you just had two babies come out of you plus the placenta and here you were walking after birth. You looked at him with a tired smile as you carefully climbed back into bed with the nurses help. "Ready to see our boys again?" You asked and he nodded. The nurses brought your son's back and you just stared at them with love. You looked at Bradley "Want to still go through with the names we picked?" You asked with a smile. He nodded "Welcome to the world Nick Carter Bradshaw" he whispered to your first born son. Carter was a male version for Carole in case you never had a female. "And welcome to the world Pete Tom Bradshaw" you whispered to your other son.

You both signed the birth certificate and the let the three into the room. You were holding both boys because Bradley went to get them instead of text because you told him "Bradley Bradshaw, you can leave me for two seconds to get their aunt and uncle and grandpa. Do you really want to tell them in 15 years 'Then I texted them to come in'? Really?" You laughed. He put his hands up and went to get them, keeping his lips sealed about the name.

Maverick came over and kissed your cheek "You look stunning y/n" he grinned with a playful wink, making you laugh "Thanks Mav. You know how to make a girl feel special" you played back. Nat and Robert both placed kisses to your cheek as well before they all cooed over your son's. You let Bradley hand them off to Nat and Robert first before they both got to Mav. "Grandpa Mav, Aunt Nat, Uncle Robert, may we introduce you to your nephews and grandsons Nick Carter Bradshaw and Pete Tom Bradshaw" Bradley said. Maverick stared at you both in shock "After Goose and Carole? And me and Ice?" He asked softly. You nodded "You and Ice played a major part in Bradley's life and obviously we wanted a tribute to his parents too. Carter is just male for Carole. If we have a girl down the road she'll be named after her still with a female version of Nick as a middle name" you smiled.

A tear fell down Mavs cheek and it made your heart warm to know both boys were already wrapped around his finger. You knew they both wished his parents would be there to meet your boys, you just never realized you were being thrown into that mix also.

You all just stayed there until visiting hours were over and left with promises of your boys being spoiled. They were already loved so much by five people that it was going to be ridiculous the amount of love they would have.

People would find pictures of your kids all over in all of their offices and all you spending time together in the future.

#top gun #top gun: maverick #rooster top gun #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw imagines #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #pete 'maverick' mitchell #bradley bradshaw x reader #maverick #rooster x reader

[chenfordspiral]

Thank you to Sarah (@queseraone), Becca (@thisnightissparkling089), and Virginia (@mamadoc) for tagging me! Sorry it took me almost a day, I was way too tired yesterday to focus on anything 😅

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 22.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 263,536 (shouldn’t come as a surprise that one story makes up more than half of it)

3. What fandoms do you write for? Solely The Rookie

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? Little bit of Love I don’t wanna lose you now, or ever feels like there’s oceans between you and me the scratches gave us away it's a tie between when you’re by my side and tell me we could have it all

5. Do you respond to comments? I do! Sometimes it may take me a week or two, but I always try to take my time to respond. Well, except for that one MCD I wrote.. I don’t know why, but I just never knew how to respond to comments on that one 😅😂

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Well, the MCD mentioned above (you couldn't have loved me better). There’s simply no happy ending. (I’M SORRY)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Huh, good question. The first that came to mind was the scratches gave us away simply because it was a lot of fun to write and it’s a fun story in general. But two hearts that beat as one (our lives have just begun) has a very happy ending as well and writing it gave me all the feels about the family vibes that bind our favorite characters. To be fair, I think all my stories, except for that one, have a happy, or at least hopeful ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics? No! And I’m extremely grateful for it. All the positive feedback is what motivates me to keep me writing even more (aside from my own desire to write), and I wanna punch everyone for leaving hateful comments on anyone’s fic. Don’t like what you read? Well, then don’t read or just leave quietly. Shoutout to our wonderful fandom for being so lovely!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I do. What kind? Idk, all or most of it I guess? 😂

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Nope. And I’m not sure I ever will because, aside from not having the urge to write one, I’m also not as invested in any other character or ship as I am with Chenford, so a crossover would be more than just a little difficult.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I’m aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?  Nope! But that would be interesting, and I could even do it myself if I ever wanted to (which I don’t because ew).

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, but I think it would be a lot of fun!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Chenford of course ♥️

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Mh, WIPs that are actually on AO3? I only have two and I’m fairly certain I’ll finish both. However long that will take..

16. What are your writing strengths? Um, is planning and plotting for months and months on end a strength or a weakness? I'm really struggling here because complimenting myself on anything has never been my strong suit.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Not knowing how to wrap up a chapter. I apparently cannot write short ones, and I’m sorry 😬 oh, and a very big one is also never truly being happy with what I write and constantly second-guessing myself. I’m working on it but it’s hard.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think it’s perfectly okay! I don’t know if I’ll ever do that myself (even though I could but I’m not sure where I could throw in some German) but I don’t mind reading it ☺️

19. First fandom you wrote for? The Rookie!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Oh boy, that’s a toughie. I’m always inclined to say Little bit of Love, but I’ve actually had so much fun with “the scratches gave us away” cause it was just good vibes all around. But the very first one I wrote will also always have a special place in my heart just because I finally jumped over my own shadow and hit publish.

Thanks guys! I never know who to tag so "tagging" anyone who feels like doing this 🤗 no, you know what, I will tag @escapismqueen because I'm that kind of best friend.

#tag games #questions for writers #this was fun #writing #fanfic

[evendale]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged in this by the lovely @once-in-a-blue-moon-rising. Thank you! 😊 It's nice to revisit my fics, it's been a while.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

23

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

1,014,041 words. Yikes 😂

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Most of my works are in the La Casa de Papél fandom. Before that, I was in the Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries fandom. I also have a handful of ficlets in the fandom for the Stormlight Archive books by Brandon Sanderson.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

My top 5 fics by kudos are all in the LCDP fandom, and they're all +100k words.

Number one is 'The White Queen', a Regency romance AU. It's got almost double the amount of kudos than the second-highest fic.

'Personal Relationships', a canon-compliant AU.

'Back to Galicia', a movie star second chance AU.

'Safe House', a witness protection program AU.

'Tell Me What You Like', a collection of canon 'fill the gap' smutty scenes.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I used to 😅 I used to love spending a lot of time writing elaborate and personal responses to comments, and I in fact met several of my best fandom friends through comment conversations! However, over time I just simply didn't have the energy for it anymore. There are still a bunch of super lovely comments on the last chapter of my last fic that I really should have responded to, but I simply don't have the mental space. I do feel bad about that 🙈

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't write angsty endings. I love angst in the main fic, but I'm committed to HEAs :)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably 'The White Queen', where I spent about 50k words describing just how happy they were 😂

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've had a few nasty comments, but they're absolutely nothing compared to the vast sea of incredibly kind, lovely, and supportive comments I've gotten. I've been very lucky.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

My earlier work is almost entirely smut 😂 It's funny to see my later fics evolving into containing more and more plot, and less and less smut. I wonder how my readers felt about that 😂 The smut is explicit, but I've always tried to keep it tasteful.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't written any crossovers yet. I'm usually obsessed with only one piece of media at a time :)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes -- I discovered a few years ago that one of my LCDP fics had been stolen and put on Amazon for money! It took ages to explain things to Amazon (because I didn't own the characters) and to get it taken down. It was a very icky feeling.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, I've had several requests from people who wanted to translate my fics into Russian :)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, and I don't think I could. I love to brainstorm about plot with a friend or beta reader, but I couldn't actually share the writing process. I'm too much of a control freak 😅

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

If we're only looking at the first 2 seasons of LCDP, then Serquel. However, the subsequent seasons partially ruined them for me, so maybe I'd better choose Phryne and Jack from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My only unfinished fic on AO3 is 'Tell Me What You Love' in the LCDP fandom, but that's more a series of vignettes that I kept open in case I wanted to add more. It wasn't really meant to have an ending. That said, I don't think I'll ever add to it anymore.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, I think. I also think in general I'm a clear writer who gets to the point without too many flourishes or detours.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

For a long time, I felt like I couldn't come up with any kind of original plot, but I think I got better at that over time. I'm still pretty bad at descriptions, though. I just want to get to the action and dialogue, and I forget that my readers are not in my head and can't see the characters or surroundings like I do :D

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I wouldn't include more than a few words of phrases sprinkled through the dialogue.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. I was all of 26 when I first discovered fanfiction!

20. Favourite fic you've written?

That's such a tough choice 😅😅 If I absolutely have to choose, then I think 'The White Queen'. I was really just writing the exact fic that I wanted to read myself with that one. I had so much fun with it, I was so inspired that the chapters literally flowed out without any effort, and I got the most amazing response to it from the fandom. It will always be extra special to me 😊

I'm not tagging anyone in particular, but if you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged! :)

#fanfiction

[ghado]

Pop Up Comfestcon Kuwait

28-29/9/2023

Yup basically going for Mackenyu and here is to record my memories ^^

At the beginning I was hesitating if I should go or no as I know him as a Japanese actor but I wasn't closely following his projects

But seeing how much he's growing I felt like it's a once in a life opportunity so I decided to go

I arrived at Kuwait on 28 of sep around 4 pm so I missed the first photo session with him

I was able to see him talks on the stage which was around 6:30 pm

It was funny he suddenly entered without announcement, loved his way of pronouncing the Arabic food ^^ and it was a nice chat with Yao Kazuki, tbh he was goofing, joking and laughing a lot like his Japanese interviews, he must felt comfortable being with another Japanese ^^

Next I lined up for the signing session, reached at around 8:30 pm, they told me I need to have something for him to sign on and I was like what? I thought he will give a signed photo of him!!! so yeah rushed to buy a Zoro cardboard for him to sign and came back, glad they didn't ask me to line up again that was so nice of them ;~; and finally entered and saw him so close ;^; he is so white !! that was my first impression XD

idk he seemed like non talkative person, the staff was the one who would give him the objects to sign, not us so he took the board and started signing just like that, I tried to start a convo like "hi how are you?" then paused, for a moment I thought he won't reply but he finally responded with "hey I'm good" "I came from Saudi Arabia for you" he finally looked at me with "oh" smiled and "thanks"

Next day, I arrived around 2 pm , I really love Kuwaiti people ;^; <3 they were like welcoming me knowing I'm from Saudi by the way I'm talking XD

I lined up around 2:45 pm for the photo session, my turn was at 4:15 pm , this time they told us no chatting and of course no phones allowed, when I entered he looked me in the eyes, stared, smiled and welcomed me! all I was able to tell him was “Glad you made it back from the mall” he said “yeah” with a chuckle /based on his ig story/, I think he thought he saw me before hence the staring and I should've had re-introduced myself but I got flustered , wanted to take the photo and get out immediately 😂 I couldn't look him in the eyes again, I only said "thanks" and I left shaking with my heart beating so fast (I was like wth that's came out of no where!!!)

Then I went sitting for the cosplay run /which was fun/ while waiting for the signing session again, Mackenyu suddenly went on the stage even though he wasn't supposed to that day, to announce that he will be extending his photo session which was so nice of him ^^ the funny thing he did Buggy OPLA's hand movement to silence the crowd from screaming for him to talk 😂

I lined up at 7 pm and reached by 7:30 pm, this time the line moved fast so I knew they were rushing things , I intended to re-intoduce my self but decided to just thanks him for coming, it was like:

“ほんとに楽しかった” .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡. and he spread his arms cheerfully saying “よかった”╰(´︶`)╯"お疲れ様でした" ^^♡ and I left, this time he signed my photograph with him

lastly after he finished his session we said byebye while he was leaving ^^

Some end rumbling:

-Surprisingly I was staying at the same hotel with some of the fest guests, it was "Raddison Blue" I got to see Yao Kazuki and the foreign staff that were organizing Mackenyu sessions

-The first night Mackenyu went to the ship restaurant named "Al Boom Steak &Seafood" /based on the guy's ig who had dinner with him, funny I wanted to dine there that night but decided last minute to dine there the next night 😂

btw the resturant is so nice and the steak is delicious I loved it, and the ship itself you feel like it was really a one piece trip ~

-The second night Mackenyu posted the advanced birthday cake and it looked like the table is in the restaurant at the hotel named "Peacock Chinese", I passed by it that night but didn't enter 😂

-I was reading some reports in how the fans felt Mackenyu was uncomfortable and the staff was too strict, being a fan of Jpop and going to some of their events that do have a lot of rules, I felt that was totally normal , like I always do with these, I tried to have the best time and live in the moment without causing too much trouble to the ones working there and tbh I'm contented with this experience ^^

#Con report #not exactly a concert but i want the same hashtag so ~ #Mackenyu

[feelingofcontent]

DNP Rewatch: Dan Vs Phil | Hometown Showdown

Date video was published: 11/18/2021 (X)

DNP Main Channel Rewatch: 450

A YouTube-sponsored joint video in 2021...never would have guessed that would be a possibility just a year before this.

0:10 - “two best buddies” 😂

0:13 - the aerial shots are cool

0:24 - “some guy” I can’t

1:13 - they’re wearing the same outfits as they did in Giving The People What They Want and I really want to know if that was planned

1:38 - “me and Phi like to um, crush each other” I’m sorry, what now. these ‘confessional’ style bits in the first half are really something. I’m sad we didn’t get more of them from the Winnersh part as well

1:54 - if I think too much about the imagery of DNP taking a train together to Phil’s hometown ~12 years after Dan took a train there for the first time, I want to weep

2:19 - Dan looks like he doesn’t believe that one

2:26 - the ‘cheers’-ing with the cake. it’s so casual I feel like that’s a thing they just do

2:33 - this is cut together from a bunch of different bits. every time there’s a cut they seem to be holding a different piece of cake

2:50 - you can tell when Phil is saying a planned line

2:56 - Dan just thinking Phil is hilarious at all times

3:04 - this was clearly an unplanned bit but YouTube decided it was worth including because of course 😂

3:17 - lol at whoever decided to get this shot then. this is what they were filming when people saw them back in July

3:22 - dog content!

3:41 - soft Dan “hello” voice 🥺

3:46 - Phil’s names for the dogs...‘Susan’ and ‘Steve’ as expected, but then just ‘Lady Gaga’ out of nowhere

3:49 - of course Dan ends up doing the harder work walking more of the dogs

3:54 - this lingering shot on the tattoo studio...I really thought something was going on with that

4:07 - Phil not answering the actual question Dan asked at all

4:24 - I do love the crime scene van highlight there because it’s just hilarious with what Dan is saying 😂

4:52 -  Dan promoed this video as them going “back to the places they pretended to be straight”

5:15 - tell me this (and Dan’s bit at 5:31) don’t sound exactly like reality tv dating show confessionals. also, out of all the parts of this video THIS is what Phil chose to reblog a gif set of 😭

5:30 - “the best day of our life so far” okay Dan

5:52 - Phil had talked about the temperance bar in his Google-maps hometown tour video too

6:09 - cheers-ing yet again

6:18 - not getting to see any of what these actually are, just the sound a facial expression reactions

6:38 - Phil’s eyes look SO SO blue in the natural light in this

6:57 - Phil just enjoying the view for a moment there it looks like

7:08 - and Phil’s soft smile at the “this is actually quite nice”

7:17 - more dating-show-like confessionals!

7:28 - some of this feels like Dan pretending he had never seen Rawtenstall before, although he did respond to someone asking about that

7:50 - I’m guessing the alien bit that must have gotten cut had something to do with this

8:07 - I wonder if this is a bit of the more interesting conversations they talked about having that a lot got cut of

8:47 - he realized his description of parkin tasting like “a lot of parkin” was not so helpful. that sounds delicious though

9:07 - “Danny” also it’s so weird to see them walking so much

9:27 - these ski suits are something else

9:39 - babuse! the look on Dan’s face too and then Phil’s giggle 🥺

9:42 - Dan lost his ski suit apparently. also the 7 second challenge incorporation

10:05 - actually impressed Dan managed that

10:07 - this editing; I’m cackling 😂

10:21 - that was so much easier and yet

10:54 - “dad!” they’re just having fun with this bit it seems

11:42 - I really want to know what all the other people there thought was going on with the camera crew and everything

12:14 - a bit of honest Dan. I did wonder what he was going to do with this after the trailer came out, as he never really had something nice to say about his hometown

12:25 - Phil in his confident-making jean jacket for the other day of filming

12:43 - this is just hilarious. also, Dan must have forgotten his usual sunglasses this day and borrowed some

12:54 - “I know this is smaller than your one” “a train measuring contest” “size doesn’t matter, Phil” “hop on and let me take you for a wild ride” ...I have no words 😳

13:33 - okay this looks kind of fun. also there are so many of these in the UK actually

14:14 - the incorporation of llamas...of course he had to with the throwback style of some of this video

15:08 - a big Dan laugh there 

15:33 - see, this is where we could use some more of the ‘confessional’ style clips I think

15:53 - I really wonder at what point in planning they came up with this. Phil looks like he’s trying very hard not to laugh

16:06 - Dan is immediately concerned about Phil’s balance

16:37 - lol at Dan editing this statement but not really

16:59 - and this is important context for what’s coming next 😂 also Phil saying he needs to remind everyone else (since he already knows, of course)

17:25 - pretty sure that’s a reference to THE WARDROBE 🥺

17:34 - HOW was Phil so graceful getting out that cart?!

17:45 - Phil hiding!

18:25 - I cannot believe Phil managed that! and Dan’s immediate joy for him

18:59 - a sentimental location for Dan 🥺

19:22 - ah, baby Dan! and Phil teasing him about his posing is great

19:49 - they look so comfy just having a chat in this bit

20:00 - Dan talked about this in Gay and Not Proud too

20:49 - this whole game is the funniest part of the entire video. Phil using Dan’s first video 😂 

21:13 - and then Dan’s is even better! the limp wrist I CAN’T. they didn’t pick a winner for this

21:39 - referencing to Phil falling off the stage at the first ever TATINOF show

22:01 - Dan adding to the good things about Rawtenstall; he can’t help himself

22:04 - “Phil, rescue me!” aww

22:15 - and of course they had to get an “all or nothing” reference in there

22:38 - I mean a video game does seem like an appropriate way to end this for them

23:47 - Dan got so far ahead at this point

24:08 - ...of course Phil had to win though. you can’t tell me that wasn’t planned all along

24:35 - DNP’s was much less competitive (and in much smaller towns) than the other videos that were part of this YouTube series, lol. they were like, ‘nah, we’re just going to have nice days hanging out’. 😂

I’m glad they did this with YouTube! Though there was so much footage we didn’t get to see. 😥 I’m sure if DNP had had full control of the editing and everything, it would have been very different and I probably would have liked it even more. But still, it’s just a fun video. Also, Both Phil and Dan posted some behind-the-scenes photos to Instagram to promote this as well. The third photo in Phil’s set will never fail to make me weep.

#dan and phil #dnp #dnpRewatch #amazingphil #daniel howell #phil lester #danisnotonfire #amazingphil videos #Dan Vs Phil | Hometown Showdown

[japannkenn]

Ao3 wrapped questions!

❤️

3, 11, 12, 15, 17, 22,

Thanks for the questions!

What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

AHAHAHAH ok so I can’t choose, so I narrowed it down to three. First up has to be, of course, my newest fic When In Venice. It is definitely one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. I’m obsessed with the dynamic between Luca and Alberto I managed to create. I really don’t know! There’s something about it. I love drunk, lethargic Luca falling madly in love with Alberto (a man, who quite literally is a complete stranger) and being confused and hesitant about it because of his true identity. That sentiment is wholly inspired by But First, Coffee by jofngve and Annie_Mantic. It’s not as prominent as I’d like, but it’s there and I think it’s the perfect drama only Luca would struggle with. He’s my special boy <3. It’s just so fun and fresh and I’m very proud of it. I really wish more people would see it, because I feel like it’s really telling of who I am as a writer ,,, if that makes any sense. I love wacky, funny, romantic stuff! And there it is :)

That aside, my second favorite fic of mine would be he looks up, grinning like a devil because…. Come on. It’s hilarious. I crack myself up. Who doesn’t love Crack Treated Seriously? I feel like I have a lot of great one-liners and prose (imagery) in there, I love the way Luca is just shamelessly horny for Alberto and how he’s made it his end-all-be-all mission to hook up with him. But the best part is Alberto’s exasperation over it. It’s solid gold and just,,, eek! Also I might be a bit biased towards it because of the memories it holds! I began writing it while on vacation in Oahu, Hawaii. I was sitting on the oceanfront view balcony of my hotel at night, watching the dark waves roll, and laughing my ass off.

Last one might be kiiiinda controversial. My (vaguely implied?) Giulberto fic, Marcovaldo Muscoli. It was written very sincerely when I was personally struggling with the same feelings as Giulia in the fic. Plus, it’s fun, it’s fresh, it’s relatable. I love to project onto these characters (did I mention that?). It talks about gender envy and identity, puberty, familial relationships in regards to adopted siblings, weird and potentially controversial feelings, that kind of thing. I love it! It’s my little black sheep! Something from the heart as a growing teen <3

What work took you the longest to write?

braised in the sand. It was written over a five month span and I completed the story before posting it. So I started writing it in March (after re-reading god only knows by secretsoup and promptly kickstarting my Luca phase all over again. Believe it or not, I got over Luca once but it yanked me back down by the reigns again 😂 I have the lovely Luca writers to thank for this <3 ((👀skypied, brunosaderogatory, The-Ressurection-3D, pinkplaidmoonshine, chemicalesbian, secretsoup, jofngve, Annie_Mantic, whalecarcass, 👋👋👋 HI)) and posted it in August. I thought having scheduled chapters would be a fun thing to try—spoiler alert: it’s not. Or at least not for me. I was too eager to post everything! Hats off to the authors out there who have the discipline to wait and schedule when chapters are posted 😅

How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

I have about two WIPS and probably a thousand unposted fics in my docs. They don’t concern me lol. I’m the type of person that starts something and obsesses over it, promptly forgetting about everything else I’ve got waiting to be finished 💀

What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

A fic called Somewhere In Northern Italy, a Luca x Call Me By Your Name AU 😂 it’s funny. And no, Luca is actually Oliver in this one💋

Your favorite character to write this year?

Alberto Scorfano. Of course. Alberto. He’s my bean. My baby. My kin. My love. My lifeline. I love to project onto him. I have some TMI personal issues? Alberto does too. I’m sad? So is Alberto. I’m hungry? Oh, Alberto too. He’s great! He’s versatile! I can stretch and shape him like a piece of taffy! His life in Portorosso actually sucks™️, now look at that, he’s a gondolier from Venice! Yes! Yes!!!!

Which work has the most comments?

braised in the sand, but mostly from a single reader (which I love and appreciate <3) AHAHAHAH lol. That said, AO3 Luca fandom is deaddd so despite all the TLC I pour into my fics, hardly any comments! Which sucks! And I know the other Luca writers agree. But it’s fine. Great, even. I wouldn’t change it for a thing!!!

Thanks for the questions! I had fun! Pass em’ along!

#ask game #answered ask #archive of our own #alberto scorfano #luca paguro #giulia marcovaldo #pixar luca #luca 2021 #luberto #disney luca #ciao alberto #fanfiction #luca

[running-with-kn1ves]

Yes they were both surprised. all they saw was a bright flashing light and y/n’s horns, fangs and tail and unrealistic long hair disappeared, and she reverted to her Original size (when in her true form she’s very large). She just sitting there in the after glow like 👁 👄 👁????!!!!. But he’s out cold. like cumming so hard in his entire life mix with magic??? the power of women i tell you ☺️. I also see him as this guy who always been good at He tries at ever since he was a kid. mix with this and the fact he was born a royal, yep definitely going to have a superiority complex 😂. but not good at expressing himself 🥺🥺🥺. 😭😭😭 he already talks in this gruff and ”annoyed” voice. very big and beefy and intimidating. he’s a sex god but he too can be brought over the edge. he’s so use to being dominant and controlling all the time, probably why he likes y/n to be on top or be dom sometimes, its relaxing and helps him with stress. let’s say during his “coma”. they tried to kill y/n by a public hanging but they stoped by the town’s folk women and children (the town’s men are useless beings who dont do anything beside gamble, drink and harass the women and children). but ever since y/n showed up protected the children and women from the men, done the hunting for them, they love her. they let her in open arms, let her sleep in her houses, cook the food she hunted for them, the children play with her. they love her tail and horns!!!! and the women don’t feel any guilt turning a blind eye to y/n’s ”midnight” activities, but actually appreciate and encourage it. thats probably why it took the tryant so long to find y/n’s identity lmao 💀. When the tryant wakes up from the loud shouting and yelling. oh man he is pissed. granted it isnt hes men’s fault entirely, but still!!! how dare they!!! 👺. They couldn’t stand against the women of the town, so what makes them belive they stand against their own king???? Tryant clears up the misunderstanding and takes y/n home with him and plus 1,000+ new citizens lol. quite the dag i tell you 🤭. I have other yanderes and darlings parings i can share with you, if you dont mind 😋. like i have 15 more to go 😆

wow! i really appreciate the push and pull of their relationship. They're able to balance each other out with their differences. Its really sweet how the women and children band together to protect her-- the strength in numbers is really the driving force for why she was let go haha. so y/n's almost like a protector of the townspeople,, it sounds like she's really been more help than hurt in the village despite her "job title."

i'm glad the tyrant has some flaws of his own-- imo it makes characters far more appealing when they have their own little quirks. It also makes them appear more human. And 15-- damn you come up with them faster than I can come up with one concept! 😭 have you begun writing for them yet, or are they still just ideas brewing? I've got a small notebook with a few that I carry everywhere with me just in case I come up with something new lol. Its incredibly useful! Especially because ideas leave my brain within 1 second if It doesn't stick to me.

#kn1ves rants #knives rants #writing

[blackberry-gingham]

🎉 🧠 💖✨

Good Anakin, goooood.... You've come to wade through more of my word salad I see 🤲🏻😂 Thank you for the ask btw!!! You know I love to talk lmao

🎉 What does it take for you to consider a fic a success?

Tbh I grade my fics on a chapter by chapter basis, but basically if a chapter I post gets at least 10-15 notes from the time that I post it at night to the time that I wake up to check on it in the morning, I get encouraged that the fic is well received and thus, successful lol

Any engagement under that and I assume that either A) the fandom/audience is simply nonexistent (a very real possibility half the time lol) or, more rarely B) that what I wrote just want that great lol

🧠 here's a character, tell us a headcannon

Well I think you were supposed to name a character lol, but on the very possible chance that you intentionally left it open, I'll give you one that I haven't already told you yet lmao.

Here we go: I've come around to the idea that Nightcrawler cannot swim, tbh.

Not as in LITERALLY like physiologically cannot, of course (although I can't say I'd want to attempt it with the surface area of only two fingers and my palm to scoop my way through the water. It'd be like paddling a canoe with a strainer fkdkdk ) more so in that he just never had/took the opportunity to learn given his role in the circus, then straight to the monastery afterwards. And really, why would he anyway tbh, lol

Most of it comes from the fact that there is simply just no situation where you're going to "trap" him in a body of water, you know? Maybe for a few seconds if he fell in or something he might freak out and start flailing around, treading water- but the second any further sense of self preservation kicks in, he'd almost certainly just panic-teleport himself to the nearest solid surface. No need for swimming at all

That, and if you're like me and like to also headcannon that his fur is more on the dense/wooly side, I think he knows himself well enough to understand how unnecessarily exhausting it would be trying to swim while you've basically got all the weight of a soaking wet quilt wrapped around you.

If you factor that in with his impressively low body fat and also the structure of his hands as stated above, he'd essentially need to work like three times as hard to 1) stay afloat and 2) actually go anywhere, as compared to an average weight/size human being and after all that and the rest, it's like- really. Why even bother to begin with, lol.

💖 what made you start writing?

Phew that last one was long, huh? I'll give a short answer for this one lol. I know I already answered my like full, og writing backstory, but my Tumblr writing origins was simply that I had gotten into the Beatles at the time and I wanted to create my own content as a result of my interest, and what better way then with my favorite talent? :D

Not too unlike my VERY beginning story tbh. Some things never change :)

✨ Complement your work lol

I feel like this is also the same thing as what I said last time lol, but I really like how my fics handle emotions and mental health.

That stuff is easy for me to write bc I'm just an emotionally/psychologically aware person, but it's also fun I think, both as a writer and a reader, just bc you don't really see fics that are trying to add legit and believable dimension to the character(s) they're writing about. Hell, sometimes you don't even see it done in canon lol. So it's nice to let the fandom experience that kind of stuff if they want it!

#mmmm broccoli 🥦 #thanks for the ask!! #ask game #me irl

[misledyouth222]

A letter written at 1:30am to a dead lover’s Facebook messager::

Dear Sisqo,

Dear god if anyone ever has your password and sees this, man I’m gonna look like a dipshit 😂

I had this whole notes app thing written out, and had planned on sharing it with fucking DMX of all ppl soon, but somehow in my perpetual idiocy deleted literally every note from my phone🫠 v like me.

You called me….god I think I’m 2019? I was at my husbands fam lake house (his name is Mark Hoppus and you’d definitely pick him over me if this was high school), and for a second I was going to answer it and run outside to see what was up, if everything was okay, etc. but my brain got the best of me and I sent you to vm, and you left me the nicest message of how I had just crossed your mind, and you wanted to call to see how I was doing. I brushed it off like nothing bc tbh I expected to be in ~crappy home town~ any time then, and figured I’d see you at ~*dumb brewery*~

I goddamn wish I had picked up the phone. Idk what was going on, or why you called, but that was my unknown last opportunity to talk to you. To may have a good heart to heart. To be a fucking adult and tell you how shitty of a person I was, and how I regretted forever how I was to you, and how selfish I was that I hoped that it was all in the past and you forgave me or some shit.

My ~anonymous family member~ texted me the day it happened. He works at the *made up job like pizza delivery*, which I think you knew bc you had kept up with him kind of. I cried. I fucking bawled like a bitch. And then felt awful bc I felt that I didn’t deserve to have feelings, bc of the shite teenager I was. But I was torn up. I am torn up. Fuck me man, like I found my fucking live journal of all goddamn things, and even things you told me when we were broken up and barely were friends, you were literally one of the best friends I ever fucking had. And I threw that shit away like fucking garbage bc I was a selfish, no good, self centered bitch.

I didn’t go to your memorial at your house. I wanted to. I basically had gotten ready to leave, and backed out. I honestly didn’t know if I’d be welcome. I know that your family didn’t like me literally at all when we finally broke up (obviously for good reason), and I am a perpetual chicken and didn’t go.

Did you know this is how me, and Jay-Z, and DMX reconnected?! I hadn’t talked to Jay-Z in like, fuck 15 years! And DMX as you know basically hides in the darkness of all social media, so I literally hadn’t seen or talked to him since….fuck. 2013. I think I saw you more recently than DMX. I still haven’t gotten up with him bc life, schedules, whatnot. I mean to get up and fall into misledyouth222- land and just falls to the wayside. As you’re familiar.

I had planned on going to your memorial service. I told Jay-Z and DMX they had to go with me. But —- I felt like I shouldn’t. I still didn’t know if I should bc idk how your fam would take seeing this fucking ghost from the past, and I didn’t think it was the time or place. jay-z understood, as he does.

That morning, I went a show at ~*~crappy dive bar in a new crappy hometown~*~, an acoustic set by && lead singer of Americana band&&. I think you’d have liked them, alt country but damn he has a way with words. He was performing his new album before it was released, playing the songs for ppl for the first time. One of the songs was about a friend he had from high school, whom he had lost. When I tell you that I literally broke down in a goddamn dive bar at 1130 in the morning.

Sisqo. You were one of the best friends I’ve ever had. I definitely took you for granted, and I know that now in my (somewhat) wiser age. You were a friend, good person for life, and I fucked that up supremely. I loved you to death, Sisqo. I did. I was a selfish asshole who deserved the dumb poem you wrote and posted on deviant art that I found sophomore year of college bc I was a goddamn weirdo who googled that and literally, deserved every goddam mean thing you said about me. I hope that somewhere down the line, you forgave me.

The last time I saw you, I was sitting at ~*dumb brewery*~ by myself, trying to hook up with another ex from high school bc I was in a newly single (from that asshole you met with the giant head that I almost married but thank god I didn’t bc he may have been the karma I deserved from being such a fucking dumbass for so long) - I was sitting at the bar, alone, and every time you walked by, you made sure I was okay, gave me your dumb big grin, and when I left you told me to be careful, have fun. I gave you a huge hug. I think we ended things finally on an okay note, kid.

There will always be a little Sisqo-sized hole in my heart for you. You were the nicest, sweetest, most patient person I had ever met. You know the shit I went through with other relationships, and you were always there for me. I’ll love you forever.

Also - Im definitely going to use this as a frame of reference when I finally get up with DMX, bc I had started to talk to him about it via text, and you know him, phone advert, said my nervous breakdown was better suited for in person. 😂 and my idiot self deleted my notes app apology. So this rambling bullshit has to do.

Love you, kid ♥️

*names && locations changed to protect the guilty.

#poppunkpizzaparty #facebook messenger #millennial mid life crisis #where’s Sisqo #rip dmx #I wish I was married to mark hoppus

[iamnotdame]

Story Time: Random Act of Kindness Gone Wrong?

Ok so, I went to a restaurant today and order Grilled Chicken, Fries, Fruit & a Drink… total came out to around $24.

I asked the girl who was helping me, a young Latina girl why it cost $24, and she said the drink was $4.50.

I said, “$4.50?! Really? How?”, then laughed. She laughed too said, “I know, I know…”

I told her to take the drink off because I had a bottle of water with me.

She said the chicken was special order and asked if I didn’t mind waiting maybe 5 minutes for them to make it, I said that’s cool.

While I was waiting, this guy walks in with his food, upset about someone getting his order wrong and he starts yelling at the girl that was helping me and the other employees. The girl was super nice to the guy while still working HARD! I literally sat and watched all the ladies working handling everything like professionals.

I was thinking the whole time, man, I’m sure they don’t get paid enough to deal with stuff like this.

Minutes later, the girl brings my food and she hands me a drink… after she took it off my order and didn’t charge me for it. I thought that was pretty cool! I told her thanks, she said no problem and I left.

When I got in the car, I noticed that she gave me hella extra food! I was like “WOW!” She didn’t have to do that!

Disclaimer: There was no attraction either way! I’m not telling this story, or do what I did because there was any type of interest or physical attraction, and I didn’t get that sense from her either. This was really all a gesture out of respect, to match her kindness and to acknowledge someone’s hard work.

While I’m looking at all this food, my first thought was, I’m going to go in and give her a tip, but I didn’t have any cash.

Then something told me, “Go find a flower store and buy her some flowers!”

Random ass thought, because I’ve never even done anything like this for any girl I’ve talked to recently, lol.

But yeah, I googled “Flower shop near me”, and there was literally a store 943 ft away from the restaurant. I got out of my car and walked to the flower shop and started talking to the guy about his flowers.

He started showing me different bouquets and said he would sell me this one (pictured) for $20.

I asked him what the colors meant, because I know the different color flower bouquets have different meanings. I didn’t want to take her a hospital “get well soon” bouquet 😂, so I asked and he told me that these colors “represent friendship”, so I bought them.

As I started walking back towards the restaurant, I started to have second thoughts, more so about how it could come off like something more than me just appreciating her gesture & hard work, so I went back to my car and thought about it for a few minutes.

I took a phone call which lasted about 20 minutes then walked back into the restaurant and the girl left!

Another lady who was the manager was looking at me like “what do you want”, and I just told her never mind and went back to my car.

Would’ve, could’ve, should’ve don’t matter at this point, God saw the whole thing and I’m sure he’s proud of just the thought in itself.

I’m just real big on acknowledging kind people, because I know how hard it is to be recognized for caring about others… I’ve helped so many people and have given 1,000% to so many people and so many situations and didn’t even receive a “thank you”, so it’s nothing for me to take a second to thank people for their generosity, especially today.

Just the other day, I saw a teenage boy selling candy bars for his football team and I bought 10, just to support, and I even hung out and talked to the kid about football for 15 minutes… so, the love goes towards anyone I come across.

The reason why I decided to tell the story about the girl is because, I bought flowers and they’re sitting here with me in the car as I write this with part of me feeling dumb for doing all of that and not even being able to give them to her… crazy.

#message of the day #I bought a random girl flowers #random acts of kindness

[theharrowing]

Okay, so I realized that I completely breezed over **spoiler** in ch 15 of Collatral....so I need to come give my thoughts.

I think it was really refreshing to see the guys interact in a positive light with people outside of their group. I love that Taehyung lost a bet/game and got drunk! I giggled at Jungkook being upset about losing his job. And the chapter made me think about a few things.

The major thing being Seokjin's plan and what this means for him. Without the drug supply, it's going to be hard to start that rumor about Yoongi. I highly doubt anyone would believe that Yoongi would put money into someone else pockets.

2. What will Jungkook do now? He asked mc if she liked being home, so maybe he will be assigned as her personal bodyguard? That way she is able to get out more without Yoongi by her side.

3. Since the other group took over the drugs they could easily betray Bangtan. If I'm not mistaken (if i am let me know) isn't that where a lot of their profit comes from? It shows a lot of trust that Yoongi has for these people.

4. I'm not gonna lie, I know nothing about the other group...so I didn't know they had a female. I was so confused when I saw the banner 🤦🏽‍♀️

But yeah, overall I have faith in this group. No one rubbed me the wrong way or raised any red flags...maybe Sohee a little bit. But I think that's because mc was on edge. She isn't use to being around females anymore 😂

AAHHHH, CHAOSSS!!!!! 🔥💜🔥

i am so appreciative of you coming back to respond to my little comment, and also to reflect on more things.

gonna put a read more on this puppy because it is looonnngggg........

it could be more difficult for Seokjin to start that rumor. that is, unless what Namjoon saw in the beginning of the chapter really is heroin. (and if that package was for the man of the house??? some details on that were a little vague...🤔🤔🤔 and it could have been something else..........)

this is answered in the upcoming Hoseok POV!!! that i am working on right now!!! and it will be explored more in an upcoming chapter. great question!!!

honestly, i have no concept of calculating whether drugs, the casino, or the brothels would be more lucrative. or.....weapons??? does Hoseok sell weapons??? (i haven't thought about it in enough detail to decide, but he very well could be!?!?!) although The Tigers have control of drug distribution, Yoongi still turns a profit; they're acting more or less as a middle man. and now the drugs will be sold in Hong Kong and Taiwan, in addition to being sold throughout Korea. this is also stated in the Hoseok POV but i felt like telling you anyway hehehe.

lmaoooooo, yeah Sohee is the female of the group!

mc was definitely on edge, but the events of chapter 14 were also two days??? or a day and a half?????? i think??? before this trip.....so i think pretty much anything would set the poor little dove on edge. at least Jungkookie was finally nice (for like 5 seconds) to get her out of her head a little. (his menacing also worked to relax her.)

#sweetestofchaos #i love my moots #especially this chaotic babe #reader reviews #fic: collateral