are we going to dissapoint him

anonymous asked:

Is it true that Isayama said that Eren must follow Levi's shadow in order to grow/develop? In an interview?

Hello anon! Yup, this is true.

It happened on an interview about Levi, in the August 2014 FRaU magazine. I’m sure you guys have seen this cover around many times!:

This is the same magazine that gave us a lot of important info about Levi (he has insomnia and only sleeps 2-3 hours on his chair, he has good resistance to alcohol and doesn’t get drunk, he fears mold, he takes 3 minute showers, etc.) and about his relationship with other characters (this is the interview where he said Eren is the best at cleaning, too!). Honestly that magazine was so good, it even had character horoscopes, haha.


I am quoting you the translation for the part you asked for:

Isayama: I have also sensed Levi’s appeal, and he is a character that makes me happy whenever I get the chance to draw him. He truly plays a role that helps the main character(s) preserve stability. If Eren has to march forward in pursuit of Levi’s shadow…the entire series could also progress in a similar manner.

(Eren can become shaky whenever he is angry/emotional, but Levi wouldn’t budge in the least). Levi probably can’t express himself like this any longer… Convulsing means that your anger has reached some type of limit, but Levi has probably already evolved past that stage.
Levi is a character who existed since I was conceptualizing everything. His personality was settled upon way back then.

The source of this translation is this post by fuku-shuu. Since Isayama was a bit vague, she also clarified on this post what the meaning of his words could be:

1. How I’m interpreting this part from the Chinese is that Eren needs to continue chasing Levi’s shadow in order for the series (And himself) to evolve.

2. Yes, it’s definitely possible that Levi also used to have such emotions/react in such a way - but the nuance here is not that he simply “grew out of it” but has become rather desensitized. It’s meant to incite sympathy towards him, as far as I can tell from the language used.


I love this because it shows how important Eren and Levi’s relationship is for the story. I know that many times, when we get a lot of Eren and Levi official art, merchandise, etc., when they’re featured side by side in magazines, advertisements, and all that stuff, our first reaction is to think: “well this is because ereri is popular and they’re thinking on profit”. 

And yes, that might be correct, but it’s not the only reason. Their relationship is essential for the story. There’s always been paralels between them in the manga, which have been analyzed and discussed again and again, but this is great because this info is coming from Isayama himself, he’s saying it with his own words, and he’s showing us a little bit of his view on them.

He already knew when he was creating the concept of the story, that Levi was going to exist and was going to be a huge influence on the protagonist. And for the ones who read the manga, we have seen how Eren has evolved a lot already. I am really eager to see him after the timeskip!

I know many of you are sad and dissapointed because the lack of interaction between Eren and Levi lately. But Isayama’s story is huge, and has been expanded even more in the latest chapters. On top of that, this is a monthly manga, so things move really slow. But this here, is a real confirmation that Eren and Levi are very important to each other and to the whole story. This honestly makes me really happy and gives me hope that there still will be meaningful moments between them in the future.

JB Homophobia Analysis

Okay so there’s been a lot of bickering within the got7 fandom over what JB said during his celebrity bromance with Youngjae. Firstly, I’m disappointed in JB but I’m more dissapointed in people defending his actions. It wasn’t just one mistranslation, it was literally throughout the entire video. This is gonna be long but I took screenshots and I’m going to break it down for people who still can’t see why what he said was wrong.

But before that I just want to say this does not mean I think we should be sending him hate. In fact, we should be educating him on why what he said isn’t okay and a simple apology isn’t the end of the world. Idols aren’t perfect, they make mistakes and have flaws. JB’s homophobia is one of them. There’s nothing wrong with correcting ignorant behavior, but ignoring it just means it can happen again. Alright, I will now go in depth about the screenshots I took. 

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i am so happy seeing all the love chris wood is getting from the tvd fandom. to all the unreasonable hate he’s been getting from many of the supergirl fandom, the mon-el haters, and supercorp haters, he deserves all the happiness and praise coming his way.

what’s so funny about all this is that he’s coming back to the vampire diaries as a guest star in a role where he’s a murderous villain and still get so much support while he’s in supergirl as a series regular and constantly get hate for playing an extremely flawed character just simply finding his way.

chris wood is such an amazing actor and the supergirl fandom doesn’t realize how lucky we are to have him. there was once a time when this fandom wasn’t this toxic and abusive and it’s so dissapointing to see such immature and narrow-minded people not realizing the very big difference between an actor and a character.

mon-el is a character. chris wood plays mon-el. you hate mon-el? you hate karamel? okay, fine, but don’t hate chris wood for it. stop calling him names. stop going out of your way to threaten him. stop sending him nasty messages. your hatred will never amount to his success.

and with the numerous hate floating all around the world (politically, mostly), nobody gives a flying shit about your whining over a fictional character or things not going your way for your ship.

and speaking of ships, i would just like to remind everyone that people can like what they like and you have no right to tell them not to.

stop spreading so much hate and give love instead! heaven knows how bad we need it.

I won’t fault Daehwi for making Avengers 2.0, it’s a survival show, he’s smart and he wants to win. I will fault him on the fact that he’s acting like, since he knows he’s gonna win, that he doesn’t have to try hard. Him and his so called avenger team, wanted to go against the team with all the F trainees. And for what? We know that more than half of his team is talented but he wanted to take the easy way out. Don’t get me wrong, I still like the kid, still want to see him in the top 11 at the end of this all but he better show a great performance worth winning 1st or he’s just another Cathy 2.0.

anonymous asked:

I love Philippe and i find to Chevalier very fun, but in this season 2 Chevalier is Psychotic. His jealous and childish behavior has wrecked this ship for me. He does not let Philippe have his space, he is jealous of the whole world and he is so stupid ... he does not seem the same of the first season. He is literally a superficial character, stupid and empty. i´m very dissapointed with him, why he does not take their relationship in a health way? i hate him taking drugs. omg and the money...

Alright Anon, we are going to have a nice little chat. 
Warning: SEVERE SEASON 2 SPOILERS

His jealous and childish behavior

If you go by history, the Philippes have known each other since they were teenagers roughly 15 years old. They were together basically since then until the year that Monsieur died. In the show it is show canon that they have both announced their love for each other as well as shown it through various interactions including sex, spooning, and crying over one another and protecting one another including saving each others lives. In season 2 they have been seperated for 4 years (2 historically) during which time Chevalier was held in THE worst French prison,  Château d'If. I don’t know if you have ever experienced being scared and alone in a foreign country and questioned by the police but let me tell you anon IT IS SO SCARY YOU COULD JUST PISS YOURSELF, and poor Chevalier was in this nasty prison without furniture or windows. It’s quite possible as soon as he was out of there or even before he took up the drugs to deal with it. 

He does not let Philippe have his space

Again, they were separated for 4 years, they were and are in love, THEY FUCKING MISSED EACH OTHER. Philippe and Palatine both specifically state int he show that he is only keeping to her bed until she becomes pregnant, it is nothing to do with love on their part, but if you ARE NOT A PSYCHOPATH it is extremely painful to listen to the one you love having sex with someone else, especially when the other person is sweet and charming and in your opinion even better for them than you are yourself. Chevalier was hurting so deeply.

He is literally a superficial character, stupid and empty / is a psychopath.

Sooo a Psychopath is basically someone completely lacking in empathy or remorse. Basically someone unfeeling - and you are calling THE CHEVALIER a Psychopath…right….are we watching the same show here? 

I’m just going to answer this one with pictures.

Here is him cheering up Philippe when they are both on Cloud 9 from Chevalier’s return to France

Here is Chevalier’s face when he is out of Philippe’s sight as he reads the wedding plans, definitely not looking sad about his emotional attachments here nope. Note, he is upset about the wedding before Palatine even arrives because their short short little honeymoon after his return is going to be cut short so soon.

Here he is, yes, doing drugs - I am not supporting this as a coping mechanism BUT THATS WHAT HE IS USING IT FOR. This is during Philippe’s wedding night and he thoroughly believes that Philippe is having sex with Palatine at that exact moment and that when he wakes up tomorrow he will have forgotten him. He is afraid that the person he has loved for YEARS is abandoning him. Of course he aches, of course he wants to forget.

After he heard Liselotte and Philippe having sex, he thought that it was the final straw, that he had completely lost Philippe’s love despite her trying to assure him otherwise. He is crushed. Completely and utterly crushed. 

He is terrified that after waiting for him for 4 years Philippe doesnt want him anymore, and the reward he gets is Philippe sleeping around with Palatine and Thomas and not HIM (from his point of view). If he didn’t love Philippe so much he could marry for money, for power, for influence, for his place int he court, but he LOVES Philippe and he will not. Without Philippe, he loses everything. He is driven to the brink and when he turns to Philippe, he is cruelly pushed away by Philippe’s cold dismissive attitude and it pushes him to suicide, but Philippe stops him. THAT is how badly off this “psychopath” is over love in this season.

Thomas Beaumont KNOWS that Chevalier will be an obstacle in trying to get rid of Philippe, and so he tries to have Chevalier killed. In the end, Chevalier kills a man to save Philippe’s life. HOW MUCH SHIT does Chevalier have to go through before you and everyone else believes the true depths of his feelings for Philippe?

How come he doesn’t have a healthy relationship you ask?
Because he and Philippe are trapped in the grand scheme of power play in Versailles, by Louis’ hand and the politics of all of Europe. Because France needs a backup heir to maintain stability - Philippe has to marry a woman and have a child and that unfortunately means, the man who loves him has to suffer for it, they both have to suffer for it. Its not healthy of course it’s not, but it’s real.

Why the money? Because Philippe was ignoring him and that was one sure fire way to get his attention in a world so caught up in it.

Why the drugs? To cope with the pain.


tldr: Chevalier deeply, deeply loves Philippe and would kill or die for him and that is why he behaves as he does in season 2

[[MOD]] If you want more information and insight into Chevalier’s character, Evan Williams describes him far more eloquently than me and really gets into his head. This interview is a good start: http://www.myfanbase.de/serien/versailles/interviews/?pid=25076

Dear people who insist on helping me,

STOP. 

I understand that you are just trying to help but let my dog do his job. Let me open dorrs for myself, let me “struggle” to do things. 

If when you were learning to walk as a child, and everytime your parents saw you struggling they just carried you instead, would you have learned how to do it efficietnly? 

No. 

If you ask me if I need help, and I tell you “ no thanks, I can do it” 

TAKE MY WORD FOR IT. 

the other day, and I was lifting my wheelchair into my car, and a lady walked by and asked,” do you need help?” I politely said “ no thanks” 

But yet she insisted and came over and tried to help me, and it was really akward for me, because I  can lift my own chair thx very much. 

 When you hold doors open for me right as my Service dog goes to press the open button, you are taking my dogs job away from him, discouraging him, and dissapointing him. 

You are not “ ahaha, I guess he feels lucky he didnt have to do it” 

NO. STOP THAT MINDSET. 

MY DOG LIKES HIS JOB. 

He ENJOYS it even. 

And you just took it away from him. You have discouraged him because he thought he was going to press the button, he was going to show his handler what a good boy he was, and get praised for it, and now you have taken that away from him, so next time we come to a door, and there ISNT ANYONE AROUND, he’ll hesitate, maybe take a little longer to press the button. 

Same thing with when I drop things. My dog LOVES picking up things for me. \

DONT DO HIS JOB. 

Long story short, if I say no thanks when you offer help, dont force yourself on me. 

IF I WANT HELP, I WILL SAY SO. 

repeat with me. 

IF A DISABLED PERSON WANTS HELP, THEY WILL ASK FOR IT. 

*Mic drop*

anonymous asked:

I'm looking for a fic I read ages ago where Clarke gets pregnant with Bellamy's baby so she moves into his cabin and then they get close and have twins and one of them get sick and they set up quarantine and Finn acts like an idiot at one point so Clarke has to go save him which makes Bellamy kinda sad and dissapointed because she didn't choose her kids over him and this is all canon verse and before the rest of the ark came down

The Secrets We Don’t Keep

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How to plan a wedding

Marty Scurll x Reader

Part 2 to Baby Fever 

tags: @dorkyvillain @imaginingwwesuperstars @imnobodiesbitch

Originally posted by leelakoiwolff

Marty had proposed to me while we were celebrating our 7th year anniversary. We were in America for one of Martys matches. On a free day we visited a restaurant near our hotel at a small beach. I didn’t expect him to propose to me, so I wasn’t dissapointed when he didn’t say anything during our dinner. After that we went star gazing, walking at the shore. It was a clear night and we could even see some shopting stars. It was magical, like a scene in a movie. And it got even better when Marty began to ramble about everything he loved about me. I was a bit startled when he got down on his knee until I understood what was going on.

Since then a modest simple ring with a beautiful saphir adorned my hand. This was 3months ago. Wedding plans were already made. Marty had insisted on a summer wedding in the same year. He reasonded that 6months were enough time to plan a wedding and he didn’t want to wait longer than necessary. I didn’t say anything against it, in my mind we would marry in a small private round, nothing fancy. So I thought…

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Exo K reaction to the girlfriend being bullied by a friend of theirs

We decided to split it up into Exo M and Exo K that way we are sure that none of us are sitting writing a 12 person reaction, it can become a little overwhelming ^^

Junmyeon

If you think that he would accept anything like that you are sorely mistaken by that, two lecture upcoming. First on to his friend who he would as politely as humanly that he never wanted to see her again, he couldn’t accept somebody so petty.
And then to you for not telling him! You were suppose to be a couple! You were suppose to be together! He would try his best after to build more trust with you, so next time you would trust him enough to tell him the truth, instead of keeping it from him thinking you need to deal with it alone

Originally posted by irpsychotic

“You know that you can trust me, I would do anything to keep you safe, being together means we have to carry stuff like this together, not alone.”

Baekhyun

So it was no secret that Baekhyung had a lot of friends, he enjoyed making friends! It was how you and him had met so long ago! He always liked to believe the best in people, he never wanted to think something negative about any of his friends.
In general he liked to think the most positive he could of anybody, this was the reason that when somebody first told him what was going on he refused to believe it, nobody would ever do something like that! Right? Right?
I was first when he saw it himself that he was forced to realize that it was true, he would be so dissapointed in his friend.

Originally posted by jonginssoo

“How can you even do this! Fuck the fact that we are friends and she means the world to me, but how can you do that to anybody! It is inhumane, you garbage person! Get out of might sight! I don’t even care if you have a good reason, you don’t treat people like that!”

Chanyeol

Normally Chanyeol was easy going, sharing jokes and stuff like that around him, but the moment he found out the truth all jokes were off, and he would just be sad. He would be sad that the reason you didn’t come to him with this was that you didn’t think he was serious enough for stuff like this.

Originally posted by chanyeolaconda

“Would you like me more if I were more serious?”
“What? Yeol what are you talking about?”
“This would never have happened if I were more serious!”
“Did you ask her to do it? No? This would happen no matter what, and I love you the way you are. And you stopped it silly!”

Kyungsoo

You really think that he would accept that, there is a reason that people call him Satan-soo, he can be terrifying if he wants to, and most of the time he wants to.
Kyungsoo is so picky when it comes to friends, that the fact that somebody he saw as a friend would do something like that to him and to a person who meant the world to him!
You would never really know the truth of what happened, just that he would come home one night wrap his arms around you and mumble something about how humanity was disappointing.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

“Sometimes I feel like we should just give up everybody and just lock us self inside here and never go outside.”

Jongin

Jongin is not… amazing at expressing his feelings always, he sometimes clamp up when he wanted to tell you how much he loved you.
That was what he thought was wrong when you first started looking sad around him, he tried to show you how much he loved you, but you just seemed to just pull away from him instead.
When he found out that the reason for you pulling away from him was the words of his best female friend, he was livid! She was the one he went to when he wanted to talk about you, about how happy you made him and everything like that! And she dared pull this shit!

Originally posted by sehunoh

“You took everything I said an turned it again her! You were suppose to be the one person I could trust and you do this to me? I thought we were friends… You know she means the world to me!”

Sehun

While yes he is very much seen as a brat, which yes he is, and he might not always have the best choice in friends outside of his group, so it would be really hurting to not just him self and your relationship, but also his own ego.
He always saw himself as a good judge of character, he would make very sure that his friend knew to never speak to you or him again.
When he would get home that day he would just cuddle up behind you and apolgise for something you weren’t even sure of what for.

Originally posted by baekhyunstolemyeyeliner

“I’m sorry”
“Sehun it is 2am, what are you talking about?”
“Nothing… I’m just… I’m sorry okay, I love you.”
“I love you to weirdo, now sleep”


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Things

- Sherlock’s interactions with the (fake) little girl were so cute

- “this is family” “THAT’S WHY HE STAYS” yas

- 5 seconds of footage of Mrs Hudson dancing while vacuuming singlehandedly saved the episode

- “My name is Sherlock Holmes”
  “The detective?”
  “The pirate”

- “baker street boys” sounds like the name of an awful boyband

- Why the hell would Mycroft allow Moriarty to talk to her??? So dumb and out of character???

- Eurus was honestly very very creepy and I’m so in awe of her

- THERE WAS SO MUCH UNNECESSARY VIOLENCE AND DARKNESS AND DEATH WHY

- THE TWISTS THOUGH the little girl and the plane not being real and the whole Redbeard thing just blew my mind

- The montage at the end made me cry so hard with Mary and the whole gang at Baker Street and the speech and the music

- (also because it looked like a pretty alarming closure sign someone please confirm series 5 before I die)

- Moriarty was fierce but not important at all to the series (?)

- Why are all the security people so stupid is that a requirement when they hire them

- MOLLY HOOPER DID NOT DESERVE ANY OF THIS SHIT LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE

- Lestrade’s parallel with the 1st episode was so sad but so beautiful

- Mycroft trying to talk Sherlock into shooting him by being annoying broke my heart and honestly I just want to hug him after all he went through in this episode

- YAY JOHN being the brave,smart,  wonderful person I know and reminding us all of why we loved him

- Bit dissapointed that the “I love you” turned out to just be part of Eurus’ game really

- The way it ended was kinda off too (?) like after all the atrocities she has committed I can’t just buy that a hug from Sherlock was enough to solve everything and make her good again. She was fucking terrifying and definitely crazy. No mind could possibly go from such a state to total submission so easily and it would be odd to shrug it off like that after all they’ve gone through with her

- Loved all the violin scenes so much

- The scene at the beginning when they trick Mycroft was so off but also so hilarious and cute so who cares

- I love how John quickly relates mentions of love and Sherlock to Irene Adler

- Sherlock breaking down is so pure and sad and I want to give him a hug

Overall I’m neither thrilled nor dissapointed, I will make a separate post regarding tjlc but these are my thoughts on the episode in general. There quite a few things I didn’t like about it, though I enjoyed the general product very much. We were warned it would get darker, I have never been so on edge while watching TV before and all the twists produced the desired effect on me. Again, I am very concerned as for the implications of the ending: it’s the first time they end an episode with complete closure, no cliffhangers, and that they would choose to do that while ending a series too is even more alarming. However satisfying I may find the characters’ situation as it is right now, I really don’t want this to be the last we see of Sherlock…

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Request 1: Firstly I just want to say I really adore your works ITS KEEPS ME ALIVE ❤️ And I don’t understand why everybody loves Ivar when next to him is Ubbe, the one and only husband material! So it would be wonderful if you can write something about him being husband and father -like no drama, normal life, he and his farm. Maybe old Ragnar life will be new Ubbe life. Just happy 😊 Lots of kisses for you 😘
Request 2: Daddy!Ubbe, how he is like during pregnancy then when the baby is born? Kinda part two to the last one shot you wrote? 
Note: If this isn’t fluffy I don’t know anymore. It’s the most happy and joyfull thing I wrote this week. Hope you both enjoy!!

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You often looked in the distance. Not that you had much time to look in the distance with two childeren running around, or at least, one running and one trying. But you did eitherway, your hands lingering in the water where you were washing some clothes. It was not much where you were looking at, just the plane field around the farm. Ubbe had told you so much about this place, being King Ragnar his farm once but now he was dead, the brothers took their revenge and everything came a little to rest. Ubbe took you here, to this farm and since that day you cared for it with the most of respect, knowing that this was the place where the famous Ragnar Lothbrok onces lived, where he was a farmer before he became an Earl and even a king. And knowing his son lived here, doing the exact same thing. He went raiding, came back, loved you, fathered your childeren and went away again. It started with just the two of you, outside of Kattegat, in the piece and silence Ragnar gave his son with this place. And now it was more than that. Two childeren and a third on the way, you hand rested on the small belly you showed, still gazing in the distance and asked yourself why you deserved this. But gazing in the distance meant something else to, it meant he wasn’t home and you started to miss him.

Your youngest started crying and you startled up out of thoughts, letting the half washed dress slip out of your hands before you went looking for the two. You found her crying at the floor while her older brother was looking at you with innocents. ‘Raiden.’ You started, signing because you knew Raiden really wanted that his sister started walking. You crouched down and took her from the ground, she rested a lot of her weight on your belly so you shifted her to your side while she snuggled her nose in your neck, still crying.
‘She almost did it.’ He signed. Raiden was bored when Ubbe wasn’t around and with all the work you had you felt guilty for having so little time for him.
‘You can’t force her sweetheart.’ You smiled softened and he walked over, wrapping his arms around your legs. You laid your hand on his head and stroke your fingers through his hair.
‘When is father coming back?’ He asked, looking up to you. Your smile died a little away, knowing Ubbe maybe wouldn’t come back at all.
‘Soon, I don’t know.’ You answered him honestly. He pulled his dissapointed face, hidding his head against your dress again. You turned your head and looked towards your daughter who was wiping away her own tears. ‘Where does it hurt?’ You asked her gentle. She laid her hand on her forehead and you kissed it, seeing how magical that worked and she felt better within seconds. ‘Why don’t we go outside?’ You suggested.
‘To do what?’ Raiden asked angry. For a five year old he knew what he wanted in life, his sister getting to walk was his number one priority.
‘Catch butterflies?’
‘Yeaah.’ Leanna slipped away from your arms and you putted her down, she started to crawl, precisly knowing what you just suggested. You turned towards Raiden, he looked at you, not wanting to admit to your suggestion.
‘I will catch more butterflies than you.’ You shrugged, walking backwards to the door. He smiled and started running outside. You looked into the farm, sighning by the work you still had to do. This life was a heavy one when you where alone and with a third on the way, surly it would be more of a mess than it already was.
‘Father!’ You heared Raiden yell. You jerked your head around an walked out, looking for Raiden who was running like crazy over the path. Leanna crawled, she started yelling because she wasn’t fast enough so she stood up by herself. Your eyes traveled back to Raiden who jumped in his fathers arms. And that maked you the most happy, seeing how much the childeren missed him and he smiled by seeing them back. You stood against the door, looking back to Leanna who reached with her hands to her father, still standing. Once Ubbe laid his attention to her he putted Raiden down, crouching, encouraging her to take those first steps. And she did! You bited your fingertips, smiling like an idiot when Leanna set her first few steps towards her father, like she waited on the moment. He picked her up, trowing her in the air and she started giggling before she wrapped her arms around his neck and his eyes met yours. Your heart skipped a beat, you still covered your smile a little, way to happy to see him after those couple of weeks back. Raiden pulled his bag after him while Ubbe walked over to you with Leanna in his arms. He putted her down in the grass before he turned back to you, lowering his head to kiss your belly before kissed you, without a greeting, without saying a word. Your lips partened for him, stroking his beard and taking in his taste yo uso hard missed over the days. When he pulled back the both of you smiled.
‘Welcome back.’ You whispered. He placed another kiss on your lips.
‘Hmm, missed you.’ He reacted on that.
‘Wedid to.’ You answered, looking aside to Raiden who was emtying Ubbe his bag.
‘Where it her first steps?’ He asked curious. You looked to Leanna who stood up again, placing one step before the other. She litterary waited for her father to come home before learning to walk, or Raiden his work payed off.
‘She waited for you.’ You nodded, looking back up to him. He laid his hand on the small belly you started to show.
‘And you?’ He asked, full of concerne. You missed that look in his face, the look from what Lagertha always said he was just his father. Ragnar probarbly would be proud of Ubbe. He was the only one who sticked around Kattegat. Hvitserk was with Björn mostly, while Ivar was in England and Sigurd was dead.
‘Good, bussy, sorry if the house is a mess, it isn’t that easy to be pregnant, control two childeren and a house when your husband is away raiding.’
‘I won’t go anywhere soon.’ He promised, leaning into you again. You wrapped an arm around his neck while he wrapped his around your middle. Until Leanna pulled on your dress and you had to let go of Ubbe. ‘We finish this tonight.’ He said with a fast peck before turning all his attention back to his son and daughter.

That whole evening Ubbe told Raiden everything of the raid. Leanna felt asleep on his lap way before sundown while Raiden sat aside him, Ubbe his arm wrapped over his sons shoulder. It was your favorit vieuw, seeing Ubbe with his son and daughter, so relaxed and so happy. You sat in the rockingchair, your fingers stroking your belly while you listened to everything he was telling Raiden, until the boy fell alseep to and there was only the cracking fire that maked a sound. You looked to your two childeren, leaning on their father while Ubbe gave you only that loving smile.
‘They missed you, especially Raiden.’ You said on a soft voice. Leanna turned a little on his lap with a deep breath and you chuckled.
‘It’s the only thing I’m looking forward to while I’m at a raid, coming back home.’ He confessed.
‘Was it that good as you told them?’
‘Yes, it was a good raid.’ He reacted, comforting almost. Somewhere deep down you didn’t want him to leave on new adventures, but being a son of Ragnar asked that from him. You came out of the chair and walked over to him and the sleeping childeren.
‘You should get some rest to.’
‘I could fall asleep right here, I wouldn’t mind.’ He confessed.
‘Well, I missed you to, give me some time with you alone to.’ You smiled while taking Leanna her sleeping body in your arms. She groaned a little angry but slept further as soon as she was in your arms. Ubbe did the same for Raiden. You brought the childeren to bed, looking from in the doorway how they slept for a while. Ubbe wrapped an arm over your shoulder and you leaned in on him.
‘You do a great job with them.’
‘I’m not doing it alone.’ You reacted. He laid his ferm hand on your belly and you looked up to him with a smile.
‘I won’t be raiding again for a while, not until this little one is born.’ He announched. He missed Leanna her birth because he was on a raid that took a little longer than anticipated. And he had so much guilt afterwards, for leaving you in the time you probarbly needed him the most.
‘I still have a few months to go. Time enough.’
‘Do you want me out the house Y/n?’ He joked, pulling you into your own bedroom. You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck.
‘No, I don’t. It’s good to have you back. I missed my husband, the man of my childeren, the love of my life.’ You confessed. He cupped your face and kissed you. You hand stroke the long braids in his hair before you landed on the bed. He pulled his shirt out and you welcomed his bare chest as much as he welcomed your soft lips.

When you got up the next morning Ubbe wasn’t there. You found him outside with the childeren. He was learning Raiden some knots while Leanna practiced her walking. She saw you and kept her hands up, slowly walking over. You crouched down and you laughed when she just fell those last few steps, right into your arms. She wrapped her arms around you and you got up, walking over to Ubbe who looked up.
‘Father is learning me knots.’ Raiden announched excited. You smiled, standing still aside Ubbe from where he sat with Raiden. He wrapped an arm around your legs and pressed a kiss against your belly.
‘Goodmorning.’ He said, smiling up to you. It maked you feel all that love again in your stomach, the way he looked at you, act around you. You laid you hand on his shoulder, giving a short squeeze before you looked to Raiden who demonstrated one of his knots. Leanna started pulling on Ubbe his braids, asking for his attention so you let go of her.
‘They don’t like me anymore now you are back.’ You joked, looking how Ubbe gave Leanna his flat hand and she started to kick it with hers.
‘That’s because I’m the most amazing father.’ He said so serious it maked you laugh.
‘Lucky for you I love him.’
‘You said that yesterday to.’ He looked up you, his eyes sparkling in the morningsun.
‘Can’t repeat it often enough.’ You shruggded, leaning down to greet him with kiss.
‘Same for me.’ He said against your lips.
‘I know.’ You whispered, giving him another kiss before you looked back to Raiden. The perfect picture was this, the four, almost five, of you on a farm that belonged once to the great and famous Ragnar Lothbrok.

Blue French Horn

It’s been years since you meet him, almost a life, or at least, thats how you feel it, Shayne was your best friend since that YouTube convention two years ago, his loud and charming personality and your sweet energic and happy personality made a click almost inmediatly in that snack bar; time after you were the best friends in the world; sleepovers, friend dates in the couch eating garbage food while watching some netflix, long talks about nothing and everything while sharing a nice cup of coffe or tea.

“Hey Topp, you better be here in 20 minutes or I’ll start without you” you said on the phone, this was your weekly movie/tv show marathon, a tradition for you both.

“Don’t you dare to do that” he said laughing on the other side “I’ll be there very soon, just the traffic”

“You better be, we are watching my favourite show tonight”

“ok, I’m really close let me park” he said while hang the phone

‘How I Met Your Mother’, that was your favourite show, was like the 6th time you decides to watch it, for the 1st time with Shayne.

There’s something in that show that makes you laugh, cry and feel in love everytime you decided to watch it, maybe was Ted and his sweet ideal of falling in love, Marshall and Lily and their strong love story with ups and downs, or Barney and his hilarious way to see the world, or Robin and her story, you didin’t know, you only loved that show and that the end of the discution.

“So, what are we watching tonight and whats it’s that about?” Shayne asked you while sitting in the couch.

“HIMYM” you said with a smile in your face “It’s about a dude who tells his kids in the future how he met the mother” that last line was kinda obvious to say “It"s funny, you’ll enjoy, promise”

Once you say that you push the start button while watch the first episode.

(Ted Mosby met Robin Scherbatsky in a bar and inmediatly he fell in love with her, he asked her for a date, she said yes, so they went to a restaurant, where a blue french horn was hanging in the wall, after that date Robin had to leave the city for a few days, so Ted went to the restaurant the have the date and steal the blue french hor for her, as a way to tell her he really likes her)

“Stealing a French Horn?” Shayne said looking a you

“A BLUE French Horn” you correct him.

“It’s the same thing… the point is, why having so much trouble for a girl you just met”

“It’s because he loves her, even when they barely know each other” you said while you staring at his eyes “I think its cute, besides when when/if you met ‘the one’ probably you untestand”

That was a really nice evening, as usual you fall asleep in the couch with him.

After a few weeks, almost a month you were about to finish the show

“Shayne, the last two chapters, my place” you said on the phone

“Uhhh, sorry, I don’t think I could make it today”

“But we almost finished the show”

“Yeah I know (YN), but really I can’t make it today, I have a really impotants things to do”

“But, you promised” after a few seconds you understand you cant beg if he have things to do “ok… do your things, I get it” that was just a little bit dissapointed

Finally you just decided to see something else, after all you two were watching the show together, and without him wasn’t the same; the door of your apartment distracted you for that movie that you were barely watching, standing up from the couch you go to open the door, maybe was the burritos you were waiting for.

“Shayne? what are you doing here?” you said after opening the door and watchin him “you told me you have some things to do”

“Yeah, well about that I was actually waiting for this” he said showing you a cheesy blue french horn

“A french horn?” you were confused

“A blue french horn” he corrected you with a smile in his face

“yeah, I can see but why!?”

“Maybe this is the story I want to tell my kids about how I met their mother”

“So you get me a Blue French Horn?”

“For you… I would have get a whole orchesta”

“you are a nerd Mosby” you said laughing and happy, finally after all this time you were corresponded

“you are a dork Scherbatsky” he said kissing you “c'mon lets go inside, I want to finish the damn show”

It’s such a schame that Jonghyun is not in top 11. Like. We literally need him there. Hess amazing leader AND absolutely charismatic rapper, eventhough he usually didn’t have many parts due to him being an angel who lets everyone take better parts. However he showed such an amazing rap in ‘fear’ and…omk. I can’t even explain how dissapointed I am that he’s not in 'wanna one’. I just though he’s a must ;; I’m so salty ;; Let’s still support nim wherever he’ll go now

Loveseat

Originally posted by endlessikon

look how freaking cute he looks in this gif akjsdgkg

Genre: smut
Group: iKON
Member(s): Jiwon (Bobby) x Y/N (female)
Summary: in which you and Bobby buy a brand new couch for the living room and he wants to break it in.

“Well…” he sat up from his spot so he was sitting properly, “We didn’t break in our new piece of furniture.”

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Coming home.

Requested by anon: Marc Bartra imagine where he comes home after being away for a long time, with some drama. (It’s a little short, i’m sorry)

‘Foot up, my foot up. Hold up now my foot up.’ I sing along with song on the tv, while i’m painting my toenails. When i’m done, i put the nailspolish on the table in front of the couch and lean back, smiling. I’ve been smiling all week long. At college, at work, at home in the night before i fall asleep. I’m smiling because tonight, after 3 months, my boyfriend Marc is finally coming home. Even though it’s only for a couple weeks. The thought of him holding me at night, whispering sweet things in my ear again, makes my head spin in excitement. I never thought i’d find the love of my life at only 19 years old, but i have. He’s a famous football player and i’m a college student. My smile fades away when i think about what will happen after these 3 or 4 weeks. He will only be a 2 hour flight away, but i don’t have the time or money to visit him as often as i want to. He sometimes suprises me by randomly buying me a ticket to come to him, but i don’t like it when he spends money on me. There’s enough gossip going around about me being a golddigger anyway, which is ridiculous but oh well. It’s all the bagage that comes with having a famous boyfriend. Football is his life, and whatever makes him happy, makes me happy too. The same way he never pushed me to drop out of college to travel with him wherever he goes, because he knows i wanna be able to take care of myself when i need to. I don’t want to rely on anyone else, financially. My thoughts are rudely disturbed by the buzzing of my phone, and i’m annoyed until i see Marc’s face on my homescreen. I pick up smiling.
'Hey!’ I say, my voice full with enthusiasm.
'Hey, listen something happened and i only have 10 percent battery left but i won’t be able to be home tonight..’
'Oh..’ I simply say.
'I’m sorry baby, the flight is delayed, and there are a lot of fans at the airport, so they arranged for us to stay another two days here.’ He says, not really making me any happier.
'It’s okay.’ I say, trying not to cry on the phone.
'It’s not your fault.. i just miss you.’ I say. My voice sounds sad and dissapointed, unlike his which sounds agitated and hurried.
'I know i’m so sorry, i’ll make it up to you, i promise.’ And with those words he hangs up on me. Ten percent battery left and i don’t even get a goodbye?
'Fuck.’ I swear, throwing my phone away from me. I wipe the tears away, and walk over to the kitchen, pouring myself something to drink. I hate dissapointments, but i’m not sure what it is i’m dissapointed in. The fact that he will be away for another two days, or the way he didn’t even sound sad himself. Did it become easy for him to stay away from me? I bite my lip, thinking about our first weeks together. We couldn’t go a minute without each other, and now he can easily go two days without me. I know i sound psychotic and needy, but i miss him so much it makes my head hurt. In two days it will be monday, which means i will be at school by the time he arrives. Everything just keeps getting worse. I decide to take a shower and go to bed, trying to sleep the sadness away. I end up on my phone, reading my timeline on twitter, when suddenly i hear sounds from downstairs. I sit up immediately trying to figure out if i actually heard it right, or if i’m going crazy. But then i hear some shuffling, and i jump out of bed, putting my robe on. Why do i sleep in only my underwears again? I hastily grab the lamp from my nightstand, and start walking towards the door. I wait, and hold my breath when i hear someone running up the stairs. Shit, there’s a fucking robbery going on in my house and i picked up a lamp to defend myself. I’m ready to smash the person’s face in, but when the door opens and my eyes meet Marc’s blue ones i’m suprised. His eyes widen when he sees the state i’m in. My hair messy, no make up, in only a robe, holding a lamp in my hand. I drop the lamp, and run towards him. He smiles, and puts his arms around me lifting me up.
'You son of a bitch! I almost killed you.’ I say, trying to fight against the tears forming in my eyes.
'Really Y/N? With a lamp?’ He laughs, and as soon as he puts me down i swat his arm.
'Why are you here?! Don’t tell me it was a joke because i will reconsider killing you with the lamp.’ I say, hugging him again.
'Baby, i just wanted to suprise you.. Spice up some things.’ I raise my eyebrow at him, really?
'If you wanna spice up our relationship, come home early for a change. I did not like this at all!’ He laughs and kisses my temple.
'Well maybe i just wanted to see you when you didn’t get ready for hours. Maybe..’ He says, putting his arm around my waist.
'I wanted to see you like this. You in your rawest state, when you haven’t tried to make yourself look prettier for me.’ He bites his lip, eyeing my body. I feel myself blushing, and step away from him a little. He cocks his head to one side, and grins.
'You know what i like about you?’ He says, taking off his jacket.
'After we’ve been together for so long, and after i’ve seeing you naked so many times, you still get so shy when i look at you this way.’ He puts one of his hands behind my neck, and one around my waist, pulling me closer to him. Our lips connect, after what feels like years, and suddenly we are in a heated make out session. He’s the one to pull back first, and i gasp for air. I need him, as much as he needs me. I quickly pull my robe off and throw it away, before i reach for the hem of his shirt. He grins, and lets me take it off for him.
'Eager aren’t we?’ He says, and i gulp. His voice is a full octave deeper, and the lust in his eyes turns my legs into mush. I take his hand and kiss the palm, then his shoulder, and last but not least, his neck. He groans, and pulls me even closer to him to kiss me again. I pull him back with me, which causes us to fall on the bed.
'I thought you were mad at me baby girl.’ He chuckles, and i growl.
'Yes, but you’re too sexy to resist.’ We both laugh, before he kisses me again.

'Marc..’ I whisper, shaking his shoulder a little. He groans, and turns away from me.
'Babe, i made you breakfast.’ I say, trying to ignore the scratch marks i left on his back.
'What?’ He says and turns back around to me. His voice is raspy, his hair is messy and he is wearing absolutely nothing. This is the best way to start my day.
'Goodmorning beautiful.’ He says, and sits up. He takes a corissant, and takes a bite of it.We just sit there and grin at each other. Last night was amazing. We were both high off each other, and it’s the best feeling in the world. He reaches his hand towards me and i take it, letting him pull me to lay against him. I hear his heartbeat, and i close my eyes.
'I love you.’ He says, and i nuzzle my face in his chest.
'I love you.’ I say back to him, tracing his abs with my finger. I don’t care how sad he made me with his 'joke,’ or how much time he spends away from me, because moments like these make it all worthwile.

You’re An Asshole, But I Love You (Pietro x Reader)

Originally posted by awesomebydean

Originally posted by young-svm


A/N: So this turned out to be 5,5k words, I don’t know how. I don’t know how I came up with this plot either.

I didn’t check for mistakes, I am sorry if there is any.

Warnings: Cursing, alcohol, dangerous car race, almost smut, Pietro is an asshole but you love him

***

I held my head high, straightened myself as I kept walking down the empty street. My heels hurt me pretty bad, I didn’t mind. I could hear the music even though I was still many blocks away.

It was a friday night, and I was walking to a party all by myself. It was a party of a popular college boy, who was pretty rich. I had knew him because we had been going to same schools since we were kids. Chace was a total asshole, but he clearly knew how to party.

As soon as I entered in, eyes turned to me and people started talking;

“Isn’t that (Y/N) Stark?! Oh my god!”

“What is that bitch doin’ here?”

“Wasn’t she the one who dated Quicksilver a year ago?”

“Holy shit, that’s Iron Man’s daughter!”

I smirked to myself as talks went on.

Chase approached to me quickly, -the host of the party- and greeted me.

“Hey Stark! Didn’t think you would come tonight. But glad you did.”

“Hey Chace. You know I like parties.” I said and he placed a kiss on my hand, like a gentleman.

“Your speedy-loverboy is here somewhere too. Sadly, his sister isn’t.” He said.

“P-pietro is here?” I asked, my eyes widening when I heard him mentioning my ex-boyfriend’s name.

“Ow. Sorry, your ex-loverboy.”

I shot him a look.

“You should have told me, Chase!” I smacked his arm.

“Ouch! I said I am sorry.” I kept glaring.

“Where is he?”

“Last time I saw him, he was drinking tequila from a girl’s belly. I don’t think you would want to see him.”

Something inside of my broke a little when he said that.

“Well, fuck it. Let’s go have a drink.” I said.

“That’s my girl.” He said, smirking. He put his hand on my waist, leading me to the bar.

“By the way, you look smokin’.” He said, checking me out. I looked down at myself when he said that too, I was wearing a short, tight, black dress with red high-heels.

“Thanks. Now take your eyes off my boobs.”

He did so, and asked me what I would want to drink. I told him I wanted a Bloody Mary, and he got it for me and a bourbon for him.

“Now, where are our friends?”

“They are by the pool, playing ‘Never Have I Ever’.”

“Again?” I asked, raising my eye-brows.

“Come on, it is fun. Let’s go join.” I fondipped my drink and let him lead me to the couches by the pool.

“Hey!”

“Stark, you look nice.”

“Look who’s here!”

“Hi, come join!” Our friends greeted us as we walked towards them.

“Hey people.” I said and smirked to all of them before kissing their cheeks.

Chace and I sat down together.

We all chatted for a while, drinking. I listened all the stories they had and laughed my ass off, it was a pretty fun night. Then we decided to play another game, ‘Suck and Blow’.

“Let’s call more people in. It would be more fun that way.” Amber suggested, then went to go invite people. We waited for her to come back with others as we chatted.

Amber came back minutes later, with a group of hot girls and boys, including my ex-boyfriend, Pietro Maximoff.

Our eyes locked together as he entered, his hand that was on a girl’s ass fell down to his side. The grin on his face faded and I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked up and down at me, as I did the same to him. He looked stunning. I could see his muscles through his black tight t-shirt, he was wearing a pair of black jeans, and Nike sneakers. His hair fell perfectly on his face, he looked amazing.

It was like time stopped, everyone in the group greeted him and others, but he didn’t even respond to them.

Did I miss him?

No.

Yes.

No!

Yes!

Shut up other me!

No you shut up the other me!

I broke our eye-contact when Chace threw his arm around my shoulder. I pulled myself together, turning to others. I could feel his eyes on me as he took a seat and Chace, but I ignored him.

“So, people, this is how the game works: We’ll pick someone to start the game. This person will put a card to their lips and inhale, so that it stays attached to their mouth. This person put their face up close to the next person in the circle, they will then exhale so that the card detaches from their mouth. At the same time, the other person will inhale so that the card is transferred to their mouth. The person who drops the card, has to kiss the other.” Chace said, taking out a deck of cards from his pocket.

Everyone said something, nodded, and then we started.

Chace started the game and I took the card from him. I passed it to the next person succesfully and the game went on.No one dropped it until a bitch, who was sitting next to Pietro. She was a blonde girl, big boobs, red lipstick.

“Oooops.” She said before leaning in. My heart pounded in my chest as Pietro gave her a smirk before kissing her.

They didn’t take it slow. I looked away as they pushed each other’s tongues down their throats.

Everyone cheered again as Chace gave me a look.

The game went on, 2 more people had to kiss before it was Chace’s turn again. He brought the card to his lips, and inhaled as he leaned in towards me. Then he, dropped it on purpose.

He didn’t say anything, he just brought his lips to mine.

Chase was an amazing kisser. Our lips moved in sync, and I happily opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue in. Our tongues battled each other for a while

Everyone cheered and clapped. “Okay, no need to eat each other out.” They all said something similar to that, and we pulled back.

It wasn’t the first time me and Chase kissed, he was a good friend of mine and we had sex a few times before. No feelings involved, I knew he had just kissed me because Pietro was there.

We smirked at each other before continuing the game.

Pietro glared at Chace for the entire game. He was sitting right in front of us, and I didn’t even look at him once.

Chace put his hand on my upper tigh, and I let him. Pietro was clearly moved on, and I was going to do the same.

“Stark and Walker. Go get a room.” One of our friends said, chuckling. I smirked back at him as Chase answered; “Oh, we will.”

After the game, we went dancing. I danced like no one was there except me, even though I could feel eyes on me.

Thanks to vodka, dancing felt amazing.

Until he came.

I felt someone pulling me back, a hand on my stomach, I was soon pressed against Pietro; my back against his front. I shivered, throwing my head back.

He whispered in my ear: “You are driving me crazy, babygirl.” His beard touched my skin, making my stomach flip.

I grinded myself against him,  put my hand on his. After moving slowly to the rhtym, my body against his, I turned to him. He leaned in, his forehead was against mine. His hand were on my waist, holding me tightly. I ran my hads up his  biceps, to his shoulders. I could feel his warm breath on my face, which made my legs feel weak. I leaned in, but not to kiss him, to whisper in his ear: “You still have her lipstick on your neck, asshole.” As soon as I finished my words, I pulled away, my eyes on his. I could see his dissapointment in his eyes.

I glared at him before turning my back to him and walking towards my friends. When I reached to my girlfriends, they all had grins on their faces.

“That was awesome.”

“Good one, Stark!”

“He was shocked!”

I winked at them and smirked. I actually didn’t feel that good. I didn’t want to get back together with him -oh I did-, but either way; I hated seeing him with other girls.

We had many more drinks and had some girl talk before going back to Chace and the boys. When one of the boys was telling a story, we all heard some cheering and clapping, so we all turned back to see what was going on. There was a big group of people surrounding someone, we all exchanged looks.

“What’s going on?” I asked, Chace turned to me.

Johnny Storm.” With that, my eyes widened.

After a few minutes of girls screaming, we saw Johnny. He walked towards our gang, a few girls following him.

Oh god. Not this again.

“Maximoff. Surprised to see ya’ here!” He greeted Pietro here. Pietro’s jaw clenched, which made Johnny smirk. The tension in the air could be cut ith a knife.

They didn’t get along with each other well. A few months back, when we were in a party like this as a couple with Pietro, Johnny was there to hit on me. Things didn’t end well.

Both superhero-playboys with lots of ego, and testestrone standing in a room together was not good.

“Storm.” Pietro said.

“And Stark, long time no see!” He said, taking my hand in his and taking it to his lips. He game me a playful smile before kissing it.

“Johnny. Nice to see you.” I said and he took a seat next to me aftter greeting others

“So I heard you guys broke up, what a shame.” Johnny said, looking at me and Pietro.

“We did.” I answered.

“His loss.” He said to me before giving Pietro a quick look, who was clearly going nuts now.

Girls standing besides Johnny glared at me, before leaving.

The talk in the group went on, Johnny and Pietro getting most of the attention.

“So, (Y/N), how is your dad doin’?” Johnny asked after a while.

“He is okay he-”

“In the tower with the other superheroes?”

“Yeah.” I answered awkwardly.

“Oh, and, where is your sister, Maximoff? I hope she was here tonight.” Johnny said, turning to Pietro.

Chace chuckled. Everyone’s eyes flickered between the two.

“Johnny.” I said, warning him.

Pietro’s hands were into fists. “She is at the tower. Oh, where is yours? I haven’t seen her since she left my room in the morning two months ago.”

Everyone’s jaws dropped. Johnny’s eyes widened as Chace let out a laugh.

“This is fun.” Chace stated as I watched the two in shock.

I felt the air heating up, literally heating up.

“Johnny, calm down.” I said nervously as he kept glaring at Pietro, who was now smirking.

Asshole.

“You know what Maximoff, you seem a bit cold, want me to help with that?” He said before getting up.

Pietro got up too, standing right in front of him with confidence.

No one moved, just watched them in amusement as I jumped up from my seat, standing in front of them.

“Ooops, did I hurt your feelings? I’ll gladly hurt something else–” Pietro said, chuckling.

“I would like to see you try.”

“Anytime, anywhere you want.”

“How about now, huh? Let me see if you’re fast enaugh.”

“That’s enaugh!” I shouted as I tried to push them away, and failed.

“(Y/N), get out of the way.” Pietro said, looking down at me.

“No. And, I have my dad’s bracelets, I won’t hesitate to blast you two idiots.” I said harshly.

That didn’t help either.

A group of people gathered up, watching us.

“Gentleman.” Chace said, stepping up.

“I have an other idea.” He added, we all turned to him. I shot him a look that said: what-the-hell-are-you-doing.

“Why don’t you two race. The loser won’t be able to come to these parties anymore.” Everyone looked at him like he was an idiot or something.

“With cars. Let’s see if Maximoff is fast enaugh off his feet.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” I shouted at him.

“If he has the balls, why not?” Johnny said, going back to his cocky self.  

Pietro shot him a look over my head. “When do you want to lose, Storm?”

“This is not fucking Fast and Furious!” I shouted again, but I was totally being ignored.

“How about we go right now?” Johnny challenged.

“Fine by me.”

“No!”

“Okay gentleman. Let’s go now, shall we?” Chace said. He was enjoying this. Two superheroes racing? That was going be fun for them to watch.

***

I bit my tongue as I saw Pietro, leaning in to a girl, who was sitting on his car with her legs open. He stood between her legs, and that’s when I stopped watching.

Asshole.

I needed to be with someone too. He seemed like he was the only one who moved on.

Chace seemed no where to be around, so I looked around if there was another decent guy I could hit on.

Johnny.

“Johnny!” I called out as I turned to him. He was of course surrounded by a bunch of girls.

“Yes baby?” He took his eyes off a girl’s breasts and looked at my direction. I walked towards him, pushing the girls away.

“Don’t call me that.” I said harshly.

“Come on, don-”

“When does the race start?” I asked, cutting him off.

“I knew you couldn’t eait to watch me beat your boyfriend’s ass.” He said, pulling away from a blonde girl.

He stood right in front of me, way too close, looking down at me.

“He is not my boyfriend anymore.” I said, looking up at him.

“I know, I just like hearing you say that.” He said, smirking.

The girls standing behind Johnny began to walk away as I placed my hands on his biceps, running them up his shoulders.

I knew he was surprised by the gesture, by he didn’t hesitate to grab me by my waist and pull me closer.

“I know what you’re doing.” He said, his forehead against mine.

I placed a kiss on his lips, moving my lips slowly but passionate. Then I broke our kiss, my forehead still against his.

“Hmm…What am I doing?” I said like a whisper before kissing him again.

When I touched his lip with my tongue, he moaned and his grip on my waist tightened. He pushed me against his car, slipping his tongue inside my mouth hungrily. Our tongues battled each other for a while before him going down to my chin from my lips, then to my neck.

I threw my head back, giving him more space as I moaned.

For a second, I opened my eyes; I saw Pietro looking at us. He had a dealy look on his face, his muscles were tightened, his hands were into fists and his jaw was clenched. He was about to take a step towards us, but I saw Chace holding him back by his arm. He said something to him quietly, and Pietro took a look at him before looking back at us.

Then he turned away, running his hands through his hair. I saw him saying something to Chace which made Chace shout to everyone:

“ALRIGHT PEOPLE! HOW ABOUT WE BEGIN NOW?”

Johnny pulled away from me.

“You better win.” I said to him as he fixed himself.

“Babe, please.”

I rolled my eyes.

We both walked towards the huge group of people around Chace and Pietro.

“LET’S START THE RACE, SHALL WE?” Chace called out to the group of people.

Everyone cheered, clappings and whistles could also be heard.

“SO, DRIVERS TO THEIR CARS!” Chace said, and people went even louder as both Johnny and Pietro started to walk towards their cars.

It was not the first time I have been to an event like this. As the New York’s most known kids, we would always have parties, races, any sort of huge events. And in every race, every racer would have a date with them in their car. My eyes searched for the blonde bitch Pietro would probably take with him, I was pretty surprised when I saw that she was already going to Johnny’s car.

I raised my eyebrows. What the fuck?

I thought I would be with Johnny. Johnny turned his head to me as he opened his car’s door: ‘Sorry’

I sighed. That was not a surprise. There could be nothing between me and Johnny and we both knew it.

I turned to Pietro to see if he had another girl this time. He didn’t and that made me feel relieved.

“So, how are we gonna watch em’?” I asked to Chace as Pietro got in his car.

“We won’t.”

“What do you mean ‘we won’t’?” I asked, surprised. “What if something happens? We wouldn’t even know!” I added.

“Then go join Pietro, (Y/N).” Chace said, and I just looked at him surprised.

“I know what you’re doing. Pietro wants me to be with him in his car. I saw you two talking.”

“Hmm…Did you?” Chace asked, playful. I smacked his arm.

“I don’t want to go with him!”

“You do.”

I don’t!”

“Okay, then you’ll wait with the rest of us here until they come back.”

I hated the idea of that. What if there was an accident?

I knew I would be dead here waiting for them to arrive, so I mumbled “I hate you.” to Chace before walking towards Pietro’ car.

“Printsessa, I knew you wouldn’t leave me alone.” Pietro said playfuly.

I rolled my eyes as I opened the door of the front seat.

“Put your seat belt on.” He said with a serious voice when I shut the door.

I was actually going to do so anyway, but when he said that like an order I didn’t want to.

“You watch the road.” I said harshly.

“Put the thing on (Y/N). This is not a game.”

“It is a game. You and golden boy over there are racing for attention.” I said.

“That is a game. Your life being in danger isn’t. Put the fucking thing on.”

I glared at him but did as he said.

“Wanda would kill you if she knew what you were doing, you know.” I said a moment later.

“And your dad would kill you if he saw you pushing your tongue down Storm’s throat.”

When I opened my mouth to speak: a brunette girl who were wearing a short skirt and a crop top walked in front of the cars. She was holding a red scarf in her hand.

“You ready?” Pietro asked as he held the steering wheel and put his feet on the gas pedal.

“Well…kind of sad that I am on the losing team but still-”

Please.” He said in a confident tone.

The girl raised the scarf above her head, smirking. Pietro focused at the road as I did the same.

“Try not to kill us.” I said as the girl started counting.

“5…4…3…2..”

The cars made a loud sound. “..1!”

The wheels made a high-pitched sound as Pietro pushed the gas pedal.

We were in a Porsche. ‘Fast’ meant too fast in this car. I really hoped I wouldn’t throw up.

He seemed really calm as we literally flew forward. I sinked in my seat in surprise. We were behind Johnny’s car, but we were in head of a few cars -who had just joined for fun-.

Pietro had a few chances of passing Johnny, but he wasn’t. He slowed once he did.

“Why are you not passing him?” I asked.

He chuckled, “You’ll see.”

“…But first I have to get rid off people behind me.” He added.

I looked at him. “What the hell?! You can kill them!”

“If they’re smart enough, they’ll drop off the race instead of taking the chance of dying.” He answered.

It was driving me crazy how calm he was.

The roads were starting to get smaller and there were a few bends.

I looked at the big bend far from us. “Be careful. There is a bend.” I warned.

He pushed the gas pedal when I wasn’t expecting it. He drove past the cars who were ahead of us.

“Now what you’re doing?” I asked. He slowed down the car a bit when there was a big space between us and the other cars. Then he turned the steering wheel harshly, he car drifted and turned around. Now we were on the wrong way.

What the hell was he doing?

When I was staring at him with wide eyes he had already started driving backwards.

“Let me know when we reach the bend, I wanna try something.”

I wanted to shout that he shouldn’t be trying anything like this when were in a fucking race, but I just kept my mouth shut because I was too panicked to speak.

He let Johnny’s car come close to us, now the cars were almost touching, it was like he was playing with Johnny.

“DO YOU WANT TO KILL US BOTH?” I shouted, but he didn’t even mind.

He had an amused look on his face.

“PIETRO, WE ARE BLOCKING JOHNNY’S WAY! HE WON’T SEE THE BEND!” I shouted once again.

He didn’t mind again. Johnny poured up the speed so his car hit us, but Pietro didn’t mind. He did the same and we kept driving backwards.

His phone started to ring after a moment. Steve was calling.

Johnny was now trying to drive past us by turning the steering wheel, but when he went right, Pietro did the same. When he went left, Pietro didn’t let him escape and did the same.

I thought he wouldn’t pick it up, considering the situation we were in, but he did, which made my jaw drop.

“Hey Cap!” He said cheerfully.

“Yeah she is with me.” I heard him say after a moment of silence. I couldn’t hear what he was saying.

“…Oh trust me Tony won’t be happy when he finds out what she has been doing.”

“…Yeah I got her.”

“…Okay can you stop talking right now? Kind of busy here.”

I glared at him as they kept talking.

The bend was not so far away now.

“Pietro.” I breathed out.

He turned to me, “I like it when you say my name like that.” He said with a smirk as he hung up the phone and put it down.

When we reached the bend, Pietro turned the steering wheel at the last minute.

Johnny wasn’t that lucky. Like I said, he didn’t see the bend and when he did, it was too late. His car went off the road to the grass.

“YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM! THIS IS DANGEROUS!”

“He will be fine. His car didn’t flip.”

“WHAT IF IT DID?!”

“It didn’t.” He answered calmly.

“IT COULD HAVE!” I screamed.

“WILL YOU STOP? IT FUCKING DIDN’T!”

“HOW CAN YOU BE SO RELAXED ABOUT THIS?!”

“JUST LIKE HOW YOU WERE WHEN YOU WALKED AWAY FROM ME!” He shouted loudly and turned the steering wheel all of a sudden.

Now we were back to the normal side of the road, and he was going even faster even though we won the race.

“WHA- I DIDN’T WALK AWAY FROM YOU!”

“WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?” I shouted, remembering our huge fight and break up.

“YOU COULD HAVE STAYED WITH ME! LIKE WE PROMISED, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS WE WOULD BE TOGETHER!” He shouted loudly, I could feel my eyes burning. I wouldn’t want it to be this way.

(FLASHBACK)

“It can’t go like this, Pietro.” I said, my voice cracking. We had just another fight about jealousy. He just couldn’t watch his mouth. He wouldn’t hold anything back. His words would always hurt me the most.

“What do you mean?” He asked, a confused look on his face.

“I said, we can’t work this out.” I looked up at him, now I had tears on the corners of my eyes. His eyes widened.

“Baby-”

“Don’t!” I said when he took a step towards me. He stood where he was with a shocked look on his face.

“I don’t want this anymore. I can’t-” I managed to say.

“I-I told you! There was nothing between me and those other girls, I swear I-”

“There isn’t? You say that and you expect me to be all cool but when you see me with Bucky your blood boils.” I said.

“That is-”

“No it is not different!” I shouted, I knew what was he about to say.

“I am sick of seeing all other girls around you! Touching your abs, playing with your hair as you smile and let them! I hate this! I know you like being the center of attention but you can’t just do that!” I added.

It was like he wasn’t the old Pietro anymore. he liked attention now, and he was getting a lot of them. He liked hanging out with girls, being on TV, partying, being the center of attention. He was all over the news, he was always at some party/bar with new people having fun. It wasn’t bad at first, I loved seeing him happy like that. But it got out of control. He started to give so little attention to me, it was like all his life was about being the star. He stopped givng me good-morning/night kisses, calling me nick names, cuddling in bed.

“So we are done. I don’t want this anymore.”

“WE STAY TOGETHER?! HOW THE HELL COULD WE STAY TOGETHER IF YOU BARELY SPENT TIME WITH ME?” I shouted as he kept his eyes on the road. There was no hurry on finishing the race considering Johnny was out of the race, but we were still going as fast as a Porsche could.

“WE COULD HAVE!”

“HOW? WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO?”

“YOU LEFT ME! YOU COULD HAVE FOUGHT FOR US!”

I didn’t fight for him? What the fuck was he talking about?

I blinked a couple of times when my eyes started burning. I took a deep breath.

“Stop the car.”

He gave me a confused look, but didn’t answer. He didn’t slow down the car either.

“Pietro, stop the car.”

My heart beat fastened when he poured on the speed. “What the hell are you doing?!”

He didn’t answer. I saw his grip on the steering wheel tightning. His eyes were focused on the road.

“SLOW DOWN!” I screamed.

“Why would I do that printsessa?” He said with a normal voice.

“WE CAN FUCKING CRASH, THAT’S WHY!”

Even though he was the fastest man alive, we couldn’t take any risks; he wasn’t on his feet.

“You know, depending on the statistics, the driver has more chance to die. Soo, if you’re lucky, you’d get rid of me.”

I gave him a glare, “You are being ridiculuous! Pietro, stop the car!”

“What? Aren’t I right?” He asked.

“Stop the car.”

He didn’t answer.

“I SAID, STOP THE CAR!”

And with that, he slammed on the brake all of a sudden. I held on so I wouldn’t hit my head on the window.

Without saying anything, I opened the car’s door, grabbed my purse and got out. I didn’t even know where we were, but I could call my dad or something. I just wanted to get away from him.

I didn’t hear the car’s engine starting again, or his voice as I kept walking down the road.

I heard him slamming the car’s door. “Do you even know where you’re going?” He asked with an angry voice.

“I’ll find my way!” I answered, not turning my back to see him.

I heard him sigh. The next thing I know, he was standing in front of me.

“Let’s get back to the car. I’ll drive you home, come on.”

“Leave me alone.” I said, trying to walk past him. He grabbed me by my arm.

“(Y/N), just go back to the car, please baby?”

“Don’t call me that!” I said, trying to push him away.

“I am not leaving you here!” He responded.

“I don’t want you! Just leave me alone!”

He ran his hands through his hair.

“If you don’t get into the car, I will drag you.”

My eyes widened at his threat, I knew he would.

I just stared at him angrily for a moment, I didn’t even know what to say.

“NO!” I shouted as he picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

“I warned you.” He shrugged as he started walking towards the car. I slammed my fists on his back in anger, that didn’t effect him at all.

“I hate you.” I said as he made me sit on the front seat. He clenched his jaw and looked away, then shut my door and walked over to the driver’ seat.

He sat on the seat, and slammed the car’s door harshly.

“I don’teven know how the hell I loved you.” I spat, crossing my arms.

He had sadness in his eyes, which was surprising for me.

“I am sorry, okay?” He said, his voice wasn’t harsh this time. Instead, it was calm and soft.

I didn’t respond, and we drove back home, to the tower in silence.

When he parked the car, I got out before him and started walking fastly towards the door. He used his speed to catch up, and got into the elevator with me.

I pressed the button to our floor, then stood my back turned to him.

“Is this how we’ll be like?” He asked all of sudden. I didn’t turn to face him, or answer.

I heard him sigh before the elevator doing the ‘beep’ sound which meant we arrived on our floor. Just when I was about to walk out, he gripped my arm and pressed the ‘close’ button. The elevators doors shut, and he made me turn to him.

“What the hell are you doing? Let me go!” I said in anger, I had enough of his ‘jerkness’ tonight.

“Nope. You’re not going anywhere until we solve this.” He said, his electric blue eyes looking at mine directly .

“Solve what? What do we even have?” I asked.

He had a sad look on his face, he didn’t seem to be able to answer.

“Do you hate me?” He asked, his voice low, broken.

No, I didn’t. Not at all.

“Y-yes.” I answered, trying to look like I did.

“No, you don’t.” He said, his lips curling up a bit.

“I do.” I pouted like a child, crossing my arms.

“You don’t.”

“I do.” I said again.

“No.” He said, taking a step towards me. I took a step back, now my back was pressed against the wall, “Yes.”

“No,” I felt his warm breath on my face, which made me shiver. He placed his hands on the wall, trapping me between him and the wall.

“You love me.” He said, his voice serious this time.

He pressed his forehead against mine, our lips were now so close, we could feel each other’s warm breaths on our faces.

I didn’t know if my heart ever pounded that fast before.

He finally put his lips on mine. It was a gentle, soft kiss which made my stomach twist.

“And I love you. So fucking much that it drives me mad.” He said, his voice like a whisper.

Then he brought his lips to mine again. Our lips moved in sync slowly, more passionate each second.

Everything disseapeared. My mind went blank, it was just me and him.

We pulled away slowly, our foreheads against each other.

“I love you.” He whispered again, “I love you more than anything. I always have. I always will.”

Then he placed another kiss on my lips, and added: “I promise you, I will do anything to make you happy. My first priority will always be you…”

“Pietro, I am not asking you to do that I can’t-”

“But I want to.” He said, cutting me off.

I felt the butterflies in my stomach, my cheeks heating up.

I pulled him into another kiss, my hands in his hair.

This time, it was a different kiss. More desperate.

His tongue slipped into my mouth, and explored every inch, our tongues battled each other.

Without me realizing it, he had me pressed against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist, his kisses were leading down to my neck, “You have any idea how I felt when I saw you with Chace?and Johnny?” he said between the kisses.

I let out a moan as he started sucking my neck, I knew he was going to leave a mark.

“What about you..with those girls?” I asked as he kept sucking, kissing and biting my neck, my voice not so clear.

“They didn’t mean a thing…” He said to my neck, and placed another kiss.

“…And they knew so. The only one that I care about is you.”

Then he looked up, to my eyes, “I need you to say it.”

I knew what he meant, he needed to hear that I loved him.

I did, with all my heart. I always knew that deep down. 

“Pietro Maximoff, you’re an asshole, but I love you.” I said, my hands cupping his cheeks, he smiled brightly before pulling me into another kiss.

***

Hello guys! I am sorry I haven’t posted for a while. I really don’t like keeping you guys waiting. I have about 15 unfinished work including new parts for my fics Miracle and Black Widow & your requests, which will hopefully be up soon!

Thank you all for being so patient, I love you all!

And about this one-shot, I don’t know what to say. It has a strange plot, I hope you all liked it. Please tell me what you think?

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Meet My Little Lad! (Louis Tomlinson Imagine)

Originally posted by 2tiedships2

Requested by Anonymous!

I can feel them, I can feel them as if they are physically touching me….
Those radiant, gorgeous, breath taking sea green eyes staring straight into my soul, and causing my heart to skip a thousand beats so many times I’m pretty damn surprised that I haven’t passed out.
You know up to this day it feels like I have been stuck inside the most beautiful and longest dream ever, a dream that I always pray to God with hope that it will never end, I always ask him to let me keep this dream…to never let me wake up because I don’t want to wake up.
But then God himself has to constantly remind me that this isn’t a dream, this is reality.

You know over the years when you devote your love to a band that’s literally known all around the world because of their sweet, goofy personalities and music, with their billions and billions of fans continuosly screaming their names and listening to their songs every single day, being in a real relationship with one of them would never in a million years cross my mind.
Cause now here I am, sitting across from Louis Tomlinson a.k.a my first real love. No I’m just saying that because of who he is, so you can save your ridiculous comments that I see flooding on my social media every damn day.
I’m honestly saying it because of who he is with me, usually people view him as this very sassy person, which okay, he can be, because he’s brutually honest and is really not afraid to say how he’s feeling or give his opinion about you to your face, but with me he’s so gentle and caring, he treats me like a queen, not materialistically, but emotionally and physcially.
Even though he insists on showering me with the most expensive things in the world, I make it clear to him that I love him and not what’s in his wallet, and he’s more than enough for me.

Of course almost every one of his fans think it’s bullshit but lord knows that I’m not lying when I say that, and so does my man.
Up to this day I just can’t believe he’s all mine,
I don’t even know how it came to be this way between him and I, but I guess the heavens wanted us together, because somehow him and I always managed to cross paths no matter how far away we would be from each other and how long we stayed without keeping in touch.
We always ran into each other unexpected until we finally decided to stick together, get to know one another a little better and fall in love.
The feeling of those lovely eyes on my physical being got to me again, I couldn’t help but release a giggle.
“Stop.” Was all I managed to say in mid laughter, my eyes staying locked on the menu I was holding up.
“I won’t until you look at me too.”
My heart started beating a thousand beats per minute when his hand reached over and took a hold of mine, his thumb gently stroking my soft victoria’s secret lotioned skin.

“Babyyyy…” I heard him whine as he saw me just sink in my seat further down so my that face was completely hidden behind the menu.
“You are so mean! Look at me!” He adorably exclaimed, man that accent of his kills me with the feels everytime, it’s just so attractive just like the rest of him of course, it’s music to my ears.
I finally gave in and plopped the menu flat on the polished wood.
At this point I think my cheeks is pretty much as red as a hot cheetoe.
My eyes landed on his sweet face, and I laughed loudly when I saw him looking all grumpy with an adorable pout.
“Awwwwww don’t be mad at me honey!” I squealed, reaching over to pinch one of his cheeks and wiggle his head side to side.
“You’re so cute!”

When the compliment left my lips, a smile slowly made it’s appearance, he tried to fight it at first but he knew he couldn’t resist blushing himself whenever I was sweet to him.
“Awwww there’s my bae.” I cooed, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
“Shut uuup….” He playfully whined, looking away from me for a moment to hide his redness.
“Louis come on don’t look away.”
“Hurts doesn’t it?” Louis smirked.
“Aw come on you know I love you.” I beamed.
“I know baby. I love you more.” He promised, bringing my held hand closer to him and pressing his lips to my knuckles, giving me light but sweet kisses.
Must this boy always cause me to have major butterflies form in my tummy? But then again if your boyfriend doesn’t make you feel that way then he’s doing something wrong.

“Seen anything you want to eat yet?” I asked.
“Besides you? No not really.”
“Louis!” I whisper screamed, looking around to make sure that nobody heard us.
“What? It’s true, you taste fucking good to me. That’s why I woke you up the way I did this morning.” He reminded me with a wink.
I felt the eyes of a couple in the table beside us glancing right when he said that.
I chuckled and shook my head, like I said, he’s not afraid to say what’s on his mind, ever.
He took a look at them and shrugged…
“Hehe, like if they don’t do it either.”
“You’re crazy.”
“For you yes.” Louis smiled, right when I was about to return the sweet statement, the waitor came to take our orders, we started off with some wine and then Louis decided to order a tea with milk and no sugar, and for some reason I was craving coffee so I went ahead with that, then came our food.
As always we had a funny, romantic, with a mix of dirty talk type of conversation the rest of the evening, we didn’t even realize how much time had gone by and how many people had left until a different waitor came up to us saying that they were about to close.

With that being said we gathered up our things, I offered to pay for dinner this time but of course Louis protested and payed, insisting that I as a woman, especially because I’m with him, will never pay for a thing.
There is no winning with him when it comes to the check my goodness.
After that we headed out to the parking lot of the restaraunt with our fingers intertwined together, kisses being shared every now and then.
Thankfully the paps were nowhere to be found tonight, I seriously don’t think I can ever really get used to the million of flashes blinding the hell out of me, the last time I’ve faced that I pretty much fainted, but before that I had a slight panic attack because they wouldn’t stop bombarding me with questions about my relationship with Louis, not to mention they wouldn’t let me pass through until I gave them answers.
It was truly one of the scariest things I’ve been through.
But ever since then Louis has been very protective of me and made sure none of them ever bothered me again.

I shook off that ugly memory and happily wrapped my arms around his neck once we reached his car.
He seemed a little surprised by my sudden action but he played along and held on firmly to my waist, pulling me closer so that there was absolutely no space between us.
I just had a huge craving for his lips, tonight now more than ever, I don’t know if it’s because we finally had some privacy while being out in public for the first since we officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, but the night sky was especially beautiful and the feeling was just right.

“You’re staring at mi lips an awful lot you little bugger.” He softly spoke, playfully poking my nose while still holding me.
I slightly laughed and nodded while humming a low and seductive “Mhmmm.” As well as my bottom lip being sucked in and bitten down on.
Without another word, my head reached up and connected my lips to his, kissing him nice and slowly at first, his smooth lips treating mine as if they were fragile but little by little deepening into them more, until eventually his tongue was begging for entrance into my mouth.
I placed a light hand on his cheek, my thumb smoothly stroking his scruffiness while my other played with his hair, gently tugging the ends of it while I granted him that entrance.
At this point I felt like we were gonna have sex right here and now in the parking lot, or better yet the backseat of his car.
I know that he was getting just as turned on as I am, I could hear his low groans, and the occasional “Mmmmm baby.” which truthfully was making my breasts twitch more for him.
I want his body in mine but one thing is for damn sure, we can’t do it out here.

With much hesitation I knew I had to lean away, but it was mission impossible cause Louis wouldn’t allow me to at first, he kept pulling me back…
“Lou…baby…” I called out in between our hot and heavy make out session.
“Don’t…stop now precious…” He begged mid kissing as well.
“Mmm…” I hummed, and somehow I managed to break it up, both of us desperately trying to catch our breaths as we just stood there in the same position.
I can tell that a wave of dissapointment washed through him, believe me I didn’t want to stop either but I wasn’t about to do a live porno show for the whole world to see, besides who knows if those dreadful paps were hiding somewhere taking low flash pics of us right now.

I got my back off of being pressed against the coldess of the car door and touched his hard chest that was still going up and down with huffs releasing themselves from him….
“Listen, I’m sorry I killed our little sexy moment but that doesn’t mean it was to completely end…” I say, hoping to lighten his mood up again.
His thick brows raised up high, along with another sexy smirk making it’s presence be known once more…
“What are you saying my love?”
“I’m saying that we should get our asses in this car, drive home and well…pick up where we left off. You made me pretty damn hot for you mister.” I proudly confessed, I was even more proud of his reaction, it was like he wasn’t expecting me to say that last part, but hey if he can dirty talk me most of the time I can sure as hell do the same.

He grinned, I don’t know how but he manages to make himself appear more angelic when he’s smiling, it makes me so happy.
Louis gave me one last little peck on my forehead and walked me over to my side of the  vehicle, opening my door like the gentlemen he is.
“Mi'lady.” He says, smacking my butt as I went in.
“Thank you kind sir.” I chuckled.

Moments later, as soon as the two of us set foot into our shared home, I squealed as he randomly picked me up off the floor, carrying me briday style as he shut the door behind him and ran upstairs to our bedroom.
He gently laid me on the silky sheets, the softness of them caressing the skin of my body ever so smoothly while Louis hovered himself over me, his hands pressing the material on either side of my head, causing me to sink just a bit.
He took a moment to really scrutinize me, his expression going softer and softer, I can feel it in my heart, the way he looks at me with all the love in the world.
“Why must you be so beautiful?…” He whispered.
“Funny, I could ask you the exact same question….” I also whispered, my hand reaching up to touch his scruffy face one more time.

Louis turned his head slightly to kiss the palm of my hand…
“You know I love you right (Y/N)?…I wouldn’t trade you for any other women in the whole world…please tell me you know that?…”
“I know sweetheart…I know….I feel the same, you’re just the sweetest angel and just when I was starting to give up on men you come into my life…I still don’t understand how you fell for me…just an ordinary directioner…” I replied, laughing a bit at the end.
“(Y/N) believe me, I can go on FOREVER telling you what made me fall so hard in love and become head over heels for you. But right now I want to show you better than talk about my love for you if that’s okay?…” He asked nicely.
This is another thing that I really adore about him, he always asks permission before getting physical, literally no matter how hard and how much his dick throbs, he would make sure that I’m on board with him making love to me.

“Of course…” I muttered with a slow nodd, while also pulling down the zipper of my crop top halfway to expose more of my clevelage…
“You bloody tease…” He chuckled, then his eyes rolled up a bit to my tied hair, taking the liberty to remove the small band that was keeping it in a stylish ponytail.
My hair was now spread on the sheets causing his smile to be even bigger, the next thing I knew I felt the warmth of his breath bring goosebumps to rise upon the skin of my neck.
“I hope you don’t mind that I did that precious, I know it took you hours to style it that way but I much prefer it down…..it makes you look like a goddess.”
Before I could respond to that, I felt how his skillfull lips began to dance upon my neck in the perfect rhythym, right when he got to my sweet spot using the tip of his warm tongue ro slide across it, the only word that came out of me was….
“Aaaaahhh….”

I heard the sound of my top’s zipper, feeling the way the fabric opened up to reveal my strapless lace bra.
We were getting so heated, our inner thighs and private parts burning up and aching for each other to be connected, especially mine as I was covering his now bare and tatted chest in kisses, right on his number 78 tattoo.
But something unexpected happend, right as he was about to unclip my bra and allow my breasts to be free, his cell phone rang in his pocket.
Louis huffed and lowly growled in frustration, I admit I was feeling the same, we were just getting to the good part.
“You know what, they can wait.” He assured, continuing to do my body right, putting his hands all over me, but then his fucking phone rang again.

We both grunted furiously, who the hell could be calling him so much at this hour?…
“Just answer your phone babe…” I sighed.
While still hovering over me he took his phone out and checked the caller ID.
“The hell?…” He said with furrowed brows.
“Who is it?” I asked curiously.
“It’s Briana.” Louis replied, getting off and sitting himself next to me.
Briana, that’s right, you guessed it, the mother of Louis’ baby boy, I remember meeting her for the first time last year…didn’t really go so well let me tell you.
She instantely felt the need to be bitchy towards me just because I’m with her ex.
I guess in a way I can’t blame her, I mean why would the old girlfriend want to meet the new girlfriend? But at the same time I approached her in a friendly manner.
Anyway, the point is she doesn’t like me, in fact she talks shit about me to my boyfriend sometimes, one day she was accusing him of spending more time with me than with their son, and that it seemed like he was putting me before Freddie, which is so not true, Louis has made it clear that his boy is first before anybody else in his life, and of course I completely agree because that’s the way it should be, I’m not gonna be one of those girlfriends who demand to be number one either.
Overall, I have no hate towards Briana, none whats so ever I promise.

Louis sighed once more as he tapped Briana’s number once more and placed his cell against his ear.
I sat up, putting my top back on and scooching closer to rub a gentle hand on the smooth skin of his back.
The sound of the other line was kind of loud, so I could pretty much hear what she was saying to him.
Now you answer?” She pressed.
“I’m sorry I was in the middle of…something.” He explained.
Yeah more like in the middle of (Y/N).
I pretended like I didn’t hear that, he slightly cringed but shook it off as well…
“What is it Briana? Is there something wrong?”
Oh wow did you seriously forget?” She questioned.
“Forget what?”
Okay, so you did, you said you were gonna take Freddie for the weekend remember?
Louis developed a confused expression but then his eyes went wide as he recalled…
“Oh shit!”
There we go. I’ve been trying to get a hold of you the entire day, I’m leaving to the airport in an hour, our son has been waiting since the morning for you to come and pick him up!

“Alright! Alright! I screwed up, I’m on my way to get him right now.” He promised.
Okay please hurry, see you in a bit. And tell your girlfriend I said hi cause I know she’s been listening in this whole time.” And with that, she hung up on him.
I ran my fingers through my hair and shook my head along with rolling my eyes, thank God my mom taught me how to bite my fucking tongue.
“I’m sorry (Y/N)….” Louis muttered while looking down at the floor and burrying his face in his hands.

“What? Why the apology babe?…”
“Because you have to deal with Briana’s rude behavior and also having to deal with dating a man with what American’s call “extra baggage”, I could imagine how hard it must feel for you sometimes.“
“Hey now, look at me.” I sternly tell him, lightly but firmly grabbing his fuzzy chin to turn his head to me.
“I don’t care about Briana’s bitchy remarks….no matter how much I want to explode on her sometimes but whatever, I don’t care, and your baby is not extra baggage Louis, he’s a blessing. And he’s waiting for his daddy so go get him.”

“You really wouldn’t mind us taking care of him this weekend?”
I couldn’t even believe that he was asking me that, babe you idiot….
“You shouldn’t even be asking me that Lou. Of course I don’t mind honey, and besides I never met Freddie before and you know how much I love babies!” I smiled brightly.
It’s true, out of this whole time that him and I have been together I have never once met his little bean, well atleast not in person, and now that I have the honor of spending an entire weekend with him, I feel nothing but excitement.
Louis grinned too and leaned in to give me a long and passionate peck.
“You’re the best (Y/N).”
“So are you my love, now go on, no more chatting.” I say, playfully smacking his back to get him moving.

He laughed a little and got off the bed, grabbing his t shirt and slipping it on as he reached in his pocket for his car keys.
“Aren’t you comming with me love?”
“Hmmmmmmmm.” I hummed with an unsure look upon me, if Briana were to see me she would just take Freddie with her on her little trip and possibly flip the both of us off.
“Don’t think so bae, it’s not a good idea.”
“Say no more.” He agreed, giving me a final peck on the cheek before dashing out of the house.
Meanwhile he was gone, I went downstairs and made myself some tea and ate some chocolate chip cookies I had baked yesterday.
Dare I say that I’m a better baker than Harry, haha, I remember he challenged me once, the rest of the lads being the judges, it was such a hilarious day, I will never forget it.
Man you just gotta love those guys, they’re like my silly, pretty brothers, and I thank God for getting to know each of them so well.

About an hour later I heard Louis’ car pull up to the driveway.
I placed what seemed to be my third cup of tea down on the counter and went to look out the window.
Sure enough it was him and by the looks of it he seemed to be struggling carrying all of Freddie’s stuff from the trunk to the house.
I giggled and stepped out to give him a hand.
“Baby you’re still up? I thought you would be sleeping by now.”
“Too excited to sleep, where is he?!” I squealed, making him laugh.
“I’ll take him out right now precious I just need to settle his things inside.”
I helped him carry and set up everything in the house, it took a while but thankfully we worked quickly.
As I was putting the packages of diapers, baby wipes, and bottles away in the kitchen, I heard the sweet sound of my man talking to his son as he came in and finally closed the door.

I glanced back and stared at the beautiful sight in awe.
“You have no idea how I’ve missed you little lad, I hope you missed your old man too because we are going to have a lot of fun for the next few days together. How’s the sound? Sound good?” He sweetly spoke as he placed the baby down in his little carrier on the floor.
Freddie wasn’t able to be seen though, there was a blanket covering him and the only part of him visible were his little chubby legs that slightly kicked in his navy blue onsie.
Even at just the sight of those, my heart melted, I’m already loving the hell out of this kid.
Louis glanced at me with a warm smile and squated down to the level of the carrier, waving me over while whispering…
“Meet my little lad.”

I quietly took steps over to them and squatted down also, my excitment growing more and more.
“Alright he’s sleeping right now so don’t go screaming like a fangirl.” He teased.
I playfully rolled my eyes and gestured that my lips were zipped and locked.
He slightly laughed once more and kissed my cheek, then came the beautiful moment of him lifting the blanket up to reveal the angelic sleeping chubby wubby baby who was cuddling a tiny elmo plushie, his pacifyer wiggling up and down as he sucked on it.
Believe me when I say it took A LOT for me not to squeal, he is even more beautiful in person, I was so used to seeing him in pictures so meeting him was as exciting as meeting another celebrity.
My lips were taken in mouth as I frantically fanned myself with my hand, Freddie is just the cutest little bundle of joy I have ever seen.
My boyfriend noticed me and almost bursted into a fit of laughter until he stopped himself, yeah yeah I know I looked like a complete dork right now but can you really blame me?

He put his hand over my mouth and sighed with a bored stare that had a hint of a smirk….
“Go ahead.”
“MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” I squealed into his palm as I also happy clapped my hands together.
“God I love you.” Louis chuckled, finally releasing me once I was done.
“Oh my goooosh he’s so cuuuute babe.” I complimented, my index finger reaching to carefully caress his tiny hand…
“You are so handsome, yes you are.” I softly cooed to him.
“Yup, that’s the Tomlinson effect right there.”
I smacked his arm and giggled, “Shut up.”
“Hehehe, oh, bloody hell I didn’t realize how late it was, come on, let’s take Freddie up to the bedroom.”
“I’ll carry him.” I beamed, I can tell in his eyes that he was really touched by how happy I was having him here.

He went ahead and took the blanket completely off and pushed back the hood of the carrier, followed by unbuckling him.
“Okay little love, I hope you don’t mind my stranger arms holding you for a moment.”
I say to him, placing a hand under his head while lifting his little body up with the other until finally I was cradling him and the two of us stood up from the floor.

“Wow…usually he starts crying when his sleep gets interrupted. Look at you.” Louis praised.
“Awwww thank you sweetie.” I responded, we heard something fall and saw that it was the little elmo he was holding.
Right then and there Freddie began to stir in my arms, his face scrunching up a bit as if he was about to cry…
“Uh oh…” We both said, Louis acted fast and picked up the toy, putting it back in his little hold.
We both sighed of relief when he settled down and went back to being soundly asleep.
“Guess he can’t live without that red furry bastard.” His daddy pointed out.
“Babe don’t make me laugh, he’s gonna wake up, now let’s go.”
We all went upstairs, I laid the baby down in the small crib next to our bed, making sure to keep him nice and warm with the blankets.
Even though he was asleep Louis sang him a lullabye with that amazing voice of his.
Man, you could only imagine the feeling I had inside watching him do that, after that we both said goodnight to him and finally fell asleep ourselves.

Just as I had expected though, Louis and I didn’t really get any sleep throughout the night.
Him and I took turns getting up to feed Freddie or change his diaper, get him whatever he needed whenever he woke up and started crying.
Louis told me that I didn’t have to be doing all of that and to just let him worry about the baby but I reminded him that I was really happy to have Freddie here with us and that I used to babysit my baby cousins all the time growing up, it was really no problem for me.
“Eeeeeeehhh…” I heard the little angel speak up once again.
I sat myself up on my elbows and can see his little legs kicking in the crib.
I checked the time to see that it was almost 6am, the sun was barely starting to rise up in the sky.
At this point Lou was snoring and drueling into his pillow, I didn’t have the heart to wake him up, poor guy was always so tired already.

I leaned down and kissed the back of his head right onto his soft brown hair and got up from the bed.
I walked over to the crib and looked down in it with a smile.
Freddie immediately stopped kicking once he caught sight of me, his beautiful blue eyes looking back up at me curiously, it caused me to laugh quietly. I guess now that daylight was beginning to shine into the room my face was more visible to him.
“Awwww I’m sorry, you’re probably used to seeing your mommy’s face every morning. But  now that you’re fully awake, I can properly introduce myself to you.”
I reached down to have him wrap his hand around my fingers which he did, his eyes never leaving mine.
“My name is (Y/N), I’m in a really healthy relationship with your daddy. Although you probably much radther have him and your mother together. But overall it’s really nice to meet you Freddie, you sure are a cute little button, you look just like Louis.”

His lips seemed to perk up into a smile at the compliment, like father like son, always blushing whenever a women tells them something sweet.
“Awww you even smile like him, tell you what little man, since the two of us can’t sleep anymore how about we go downstairs, I’ll make you a nice warm bottle, maybe give you something like strawberry and banana gerber, and we can just get to know each other a little better, what do you think?”
Words cannot explain how shocked I was to see his smile get bigger and his arms shoot up, signaling me to carry him.
My heart just about melted completely.
I happily reached down fully and took him into my arms, his little hands gripping on my shirt while his chin rested on my shoulder.
He seemed to wiggle a little and say some baby gibberish as we passed by Louis…
“Sshhhh, daddy’s sleeping sweetheart, we need to let him rest a little, he’ll wake up in a few hours and join us okay?” I whispered, rubbing a loving hand on his back.

Once we got downstairs I decided first thing’s first, give Freddie a warm bath and a change of fresh clothes.
After I got all that done and freshened up myself, I put him on his little play mat and surrounded him with a lot of his toys meanwhile I got a small jar of gerber from his baby bag along with a spoon to feed him.
“Is the little prince hungry?” I asked, waving the jar in front of him.
His face lightened up and he dropped his toy car, reaching for the food.
I chuckled and carried him up once again to sit him in his chair, then I opened the jar and dipped the spoon in it.
“Look Freddie, here comes the airplaaaane.” I sang, opening my mouth wide so he could open his up.
He mimicked me perfectly and ate up all his food without a problem.
Now that he was finished with his breakfast it was time for me to make him his bottle.
I made sure to keep my on him from the kitchen as he continued to play with his toys and crawl around the soft mat.

I don’t know what time it was at this point but I predict that it wouldn’t be long until Louis notices that I’m not next to him, he always gets mad at me when I do that because he says that everytime he wakes up, the first thing he wants to see is me.
Cheesy I know, but hey, no complaints on my end now.
Besides I think he would be happier to wake up and see how well me and Freddie have been getting along this whole morning.
I walk back over to the baby and I see him slam his toy down.
“Haha don’t be grumpy Freddie I got your bottle right here.”
He turned his head to look at me and he spoke more gibberish, quickly crawling his way over to me and gripping my pants with a desperate face.

“What’s wrong honey?” I questioned with concern, squatting down and kneeling in front of me.
“Aaaah!” He growled, his face getting red as he bounced up and down, oooooh now I see what the problem is.
He grabbed a firm hold of my index fingers and growled some more and I jokingly gasped…
“Are you pooping mister?”
“Eh!! Eh!! Pfffft!!” He replied, making fart noises with his mouth and making it all bubbly as he squeezed more out into his diaper.
I couldn’t help but laugh, his pooping face looks like Louis whenever he got really pissed off.
Freddie didn’t seem to like it though, in fact he was on the verge of crying…
“Awww no no no don’t cry my love I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to laugh, go ahead and finish, I’ll even help you.” I promised, laying him down on his back and grabbing a hold on his legs, remembering the certain trick my cousin taught me to do whenever babies went number 2.

I pushed his knees up, making his legs spread and holding it like that just like nurses would do to a woman while she gave birth.
It helps babies release their waste quicker so they wouldn’t use so much of their delicate strength.
Once he was finished pooping, I assured him that I would be right back with his fresh diaper.
I went into the kitchen and ripped open a new pack of pampers, then I went into the downstairs bathroom to grab the wipees.
Once again I came back to him, thank God he’s a patient baby, he sure didn’t inherit that from his dad though.
I put a towel down and laid him on top, then I took his pants off and opened up his dirty diaper.
“Oh my!” I yelled, looking away for a moment while holding my wrist up to my nose.
I could hear the little angel laughing at me and I looked back at him with an amused head shake.

“Dang Freddo, the food just went right through you huh?” I say, making him laugh more.
I finally got the most difficult task overwith and put a new pair of pants on him seeing as how he pretty much stained the other ones.
Now came the best part, when I picked him up and covered him in kisses.
“Who’s the happy baby?! Who’s poopy free now? Huh?! That’s right you are!! Yoooou aaaree!!” I cheered, earning myself one of the world’s cutest squeals and laughs.
“Awwww I love your laugh sweetheart, does this you like me?”
Ever so slowly we locked eyes once more and a small then bigger and bigger smile revealed itself on his adorable face.
“I’ll take that as a yes, besides Louis you have made me one of the happiest girls on Earth.”
“Mmmmm.” Freddie cooed, chewing on his fist with his smile getting larger if that was possible.
Spending this time with him was really beautiful, it just made me look foward to the next days of him being here.

For the next hour or so, Freddie and I were just playing with his toys, and also watching some seasame street on tv.
Since his favourite toy was his elmo plushie he loved to cuddle with he would gasp and grin whenever elmo would appear on the screen and I would giggle saying…
“Yeah Freddie look, it’s your buddy.”
And he would always hug his toy of him everytime, it was so damn cute I couldn’t handle the feels he was giving me.

“Well well well.” We heard a handsome voice with sexy accent behind us say.
I turned around to see Louis standing there all fresh and clean with his arms crossed above his chest.
“Good morning sleepy head.” I happily greeted.
He approached and gave me one of his famous good morning kisses.
“You’re cruel precious, you left me alone, I could hardly go back to sleep without you there.” He pouted adorably.
“I’m sorry bae, but Freddie woke up and needed some love and care. And you were sleeping so peacefully. Besides Freddie and I are best friends now.” I explained, giving the baby a kiss on top of his head.
“Awww my two favourite people.” He stated, sitting next us.
“Da da…” Said Freddie and my mouth dropped open, Louis laughed and grabbed him from my lap.
“Yea pal! Good morning to you too! I love you!!” He cheered, blowing on his tummy and covering him in kisses as well then sitting him down on his lap this time.

“Did you have a good time with my (Y/N) while I was sleepin?”
Freddie didn’t say word, instead he shocked me more by beaming and wiggling his way off his father’s lap and crawling back over to me.
I could’ve sworn I had tears of joy going down my face when he did that.
Louis was shocked too, so he tested it out one more time and brought him back over to sit on him.
But Freddie wiggled himself out and crawled back to me one more time.
“Oh my goodness! You sweet little angel. I love you too Freddie!” I tell him, holding him close to me and feeling his little hands touch my face.
“Hey, little lad.” Lou called out, the both of us instantely facing him.
“She’s MY girlfriend okay?” He joked, pointing at himself.
We started cracking up like crazy when the baby made another fart noise with his lips and tongue and looked at my man all grumpy.
Aw man like I said before I am loving this kid.
But I am even more confident and joyful to say that….

This is going to be the absolute best weekend of my life!

(Sorry for taking a while to write this, work kept getting in the way lol, also just to clarify I in no way have hate towards Briana, I respect her as Freddie’s mother! Have a good day loves!)
-YessyLove🌶

anonymous asked:

Senpaai can I have a scenario where Takao is dating Midorima's sister, and he's afraid to tell his friend bc he's very protective to his sister, and then one day his sister confess how much she loves Takao to her brother. Omg it will be interesting! <3

Thank you for the request~!


S/o I’M HOME! HOW WAS SCHOOL?!’ Midorima yelled, taking off his shoes and turning his head to direction where door to your room was placed. He walked slowly and knock on it, only to be welcomed by unusual, for you, silence.

’S/o? Are you there? Anyway, I’m coming in.’ Midorima said as he pushed the door. What he saw made him rather speechless. Your room was in complete mess and you were nowhere to be seen. ‘She is probably in the bathroom.’ He thought.

He decided to make his way to the kitchen, but his plans were disturbed by a loud crash. Like something or someone jumped out of the second floor. He quickly run to the source of the sound, slighty scared about your health, but you, safe and all good, stood in front of window, looking down at the ground with terrified expression.

‘What was that?’ Midorima asked, walking to you, placing one of his hands on your back, making you flinch.

‘Eh..it was a cat. I wanted to pat it, but it got scared and jumped.’ You explained smiling to him, closing the window at the same time.

He was almost sure that such a loud sound couldn’t be made by cat, but ignored it. Why wouldn’t he believe you in the first place?

You and Shinatou were siblings, and best friends. He was always there for you, helping you out and caring for you, and you knew how to cheer him up and how to make him smile. Your family-relationship was strong and full of trust, but there was one thing you tried to hide from him.

It was your one year older boyfriend, Takao. You were going out for five months already without being noticed. It wasn’t fair for Shinarou, but he knew Takao well, and you both were sure, that he will never allow Kazuri to be you boyfiennd, heck he wouldn’t even allow him to breathe the same air as you. That’s why you made a hard decision to keep your relationship in secret.

'Shin, how was practice?’ You chatted with your brother, trying to direct his attention to another 'safer’ topic.

'Well, Bakao left earlier so it was queit and good. I wish he would do that everyday.’ He answered, eating his meal.

'Oh stop it, he is not that bad. You can’t be so mean or you will be alone forever.’ You said pouring hot water to his cup, making him green tea.

'I never knew you know each other.’ He staited, looking at you carefully and warily.

'W-we don’t, of course. You are talking about him from time to time…’ You felt like crying. What if he found out?

'Really? I will try not to, I don’t need my sister to hang out with this idiot.’ And with that beautiful sentence the conversation was over.

*NEXT DAY*

You couldn’t sleep last night because of guilt eating you alive. You couldn’t bare lying to your brother anymore, he was too important. He never dissapointed you, never left you and sacrificed already too much.

You were going to watch his and your boyfriend practice, and after this, you will tell him everything. You didn’t care about his reaction anymore, he needed to know.

'Shin~! Hey~!’ You exclaimed happily, clutching to his side as he almost fall to the ground.

‘S/O?! What are you do–nevermind. You want to stay, don’t you?’
He asked, pushing up his glasses.

'Yes and I have something to tell you, but wait till the end of practice!’

'O-okay.’ He looked at you weirdly and went to his teammates. You quickly catch a glampse of Takao’s stare as he grinned widely to you when your brother didn’t look. Ah, how much you loved that boy.

Their game wasn’t boring at all, you thought all of them were really talented and determinated, it was nice to see it. Sometimes yours and Takao’s eyes meet, and you smiled to each other, one time you even blushed, praying for your brother not to see it.

-

After practice, Midorima and Kazunari went to the locker room to wash themselves and change into their casual clothes.
Midorima left, after him Takao. Your brother looked annoyed and it seemed that he was scolding your boyfriend, who looked like the happiest puppy in the world.

’S/o, we are going home now. Please ignore Takao, he just wanted to tag along. I rejected, but he never listens.’ Your brother said, trying to distance you from Kazunari, who was rather unpleased with green-haired’s behaviour.

As you were walking, the tension became almost unbearable. You were shaking a little and Takao’s expression was changing from stressed to teriffied as he thought of every possibility.

'I’ve already had enough of your weird behaviour. What’s wrong, nanodayo? I saw how you glanced at each other at practice. Is there something you want to say?’ Midorima stopped in his track, looking at both of you with stoic face.

'Shin-chan what are you talking abou–’

I’m dating Kazunari, brother. That day when you heard a loud crash, it was him. He jumped out of the window because he didn’t want you to see him. I’m sorry I lied to you. I just…love him, you know?' You looked at the ground with shame, waiting for you older sibling to response.


Takao sighed, Midorima only groowlled in response.


'Shin-chan, listen to m-’

'I will allow it under some rules. First: you will bring her home before 9. Second: No sex until eighteen birthday. Third: You won’t hurt her or I will seriously kill you. Fourth and the most importhant: make her the happiest person in the world…nanodayo’


 Midorima said and hugged you. BOTH of you.


'Oh GOD SHIN-CHAN, FAMILY BBEAR-HUG’


 Takao yelled, hugging you back.


'WaHH? FAMILY? DON’T GO THAT FAR BAKAO, EVERYTHING CAN HAPPEN, NANODAYO.

'Hahaha, Shin-chan don’t be so surprised. I LOOOOVE YOU S/O-CHAN!’


 Your boyfriend pulled away from a hug, with intention to kiss you.


'I love you too, Kazu’


 You turned your head to his sight only to hear loud cough.


‘Fifth rule: no kissing with me around. You are disgusting.’

'You are just jealous, because I’m taking your precious sister away~!’


 Takao laughed as he avoided Midorima’s punch.


'I AM NOT, NANODAYO.’

'YOU ARE!’

'I AM NOT!’

Oh, it is good to see your two the most important people getting along so well.