so glad i got a ticket!

anonymous asked:

143 or 148, please!!!! Thanks 😽💕

I wrote this before but I couldn’t find it so here you go. x

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148. “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

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In your white t-shirt that had “We Think Harry Has The XFactor” Along with Xfactor’s logo, you stood backstage as Anne gave Harry a kiss on his cheek before he turned to you.

You breathed nervously, cupping his face with your hands, “I’m so proud of you. No matter what they say, you’re incredible, yeah? Break a leg, Haz.” And you kissed your best friend’s cheek as he gave you a grin and a nod before walking on stage.

You were sure you were almost nails-less during the time of his singing as you bit your nails, your nerves all around the place as you stood beside Gemma, looking at him through the screen as he sang Isn’t She Lovely; a lullaby you both always sang to each other whenever one of you couldn’t sleep.

You frowned at Louis’ remark. He was 16 and auditioning, what kind of experience should he have if he’s auditioning for a singing show, freaking idiot?

“Someone in the audience just said rubbish and I totally agree with them.” Simon said, making you grin and clap before interlocking your fingers under your chin.

When it came to the voting, you almost threw up from how nervous you were. “I’m going to have to say no.” Louis said, making you frown and boo him under your breath.

“I like you Harry, I’m going to have to say yes.” Nicole said, making you cheer as your eyes got tearful.

“You’ll be happy to hear I’m going agree with Nicole-” You didn’t hear anything else as you were engulfed in a hug by Anne and Gemma as you and Harry’s family and friend cheered.

You heard Harry say thank you before he walked towards you, hugged by his family and patted on his back. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, burying your head in his neck as he hugged you back as tight. “I’m so happy, oh my God, Haz.” You cried.

“Awh, don’t cry.” He wiped your tears. “You’re too lovely for that.” He grinned.

Later that night, in the hotel where you were all staying, you and Harry sat in your hotel room, making scenarios of a famous Harry Styles.

“And you’d be singing on the stage and all the girls would be crying and fainting because you’re you and the crowd goes woo!” You jumped on the bed before throwing yourself on the bed on your back, looking at Harry who sat propped on his elbow, his cheek resting on his palm as he looked at you with a smile.

“Will you be there?” He asked.

“I’ll be there.” You answered, closing your eyes and curling your body in a ball, the day’s exhaustion kicking in. In a matter of minutes, you were asleep.

“I hope you will.” Harry whispered before hovering his lips on yours gently, giving you a very gentle and light kiss.

//

You sat between Harry’s legs, his fingers working on your hair as he braided it while you sat in Niall’s dressing room with the boys, all laughing.

You laughed at Liam’s costume that had had to wear for the Best Song Ever music video. “Hair tie.” Harry said and you held your hand for him with the hair tie which he took and tied around your braid. “There we go. It looks great.”

“Really? Take a picture.” You straightened your back as you heard his phone’s camera go off and he gave you the phone for you to inspect. “I love it, thanks Haz” You turned and smiled at him before turning to see everyone leaving the room to God knows where. You turned back to Harry, “You know, I really like the whole Marcel look on you.”

“Oh, do you? Too bad you’re stuck with lame ol’ Harry, huh?” He gave you a toothy grin.

You playfully scoffed, “Don’t remind me.”

“Really now?” His fingers started tickling you, making you squirm.

“Harry! Harry, stop!” You laughed, struggling to get up but he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist from behind.

You began to gain your breath before resting your back on Harry’s chest and letting a sight leave your mouth before closing your eyes.

Harry, feeling your breath grow heavier, he leaned his head forward to look at you, smiling when he saw that you had slept. You were very energetic the whole day, it was bound to tire you.
Being best friends with you, Harry was ecstatic that he had someone like you in his life but he wasn’t happy that you were oblivious to his feelings and that it was impossible for you to return his feelings.

He was there when you had your first kiss, having to listen to you go over and over about how lovely it was and how cute the guy was. He was there when you had your first heartbreak and he had to restrain himself from murdering the guy who had caused the girl he loves all that pain, having to wipe your tears and hold you in his arms as you sobbed. He was there when you aced your GSCE’s, celebrating both of your grades together. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. After all, it was you who convinced him to audition.

“Just tell her.” Louis said once he entered the room, looking at your sleeping figure and Harry’s smiling one.

Harry shook his head and sighed, “You don’t understand.” He whispered in order not to wake you.

“It’s not rocket science, mate. You love the girl, she loves you, you both are too shy and scared to admit it.” Louis said.

“Can you keep it down?” Harry whispered.

“You’ll have to wake her up anyway, we’re going back to the hotel, Romeo.” Louis smirked.

Harry sighed and nodded, watching Louis walk out of the room. Miraculously, he managed to stand up from behind you, with you still asleep as he put your head gently on the pillow and kneeled beside you. His hand found your hair, gently stroking it as he looked at you. He sighed, closing his eyes, “I love you. So much.” He whispered, “What am I going to do?” He whispered to himself.

He leaned down, gently pecking your lips for a second before standing up and beginning to wake you up.

//

“I can’t believe you got the role!” You squealed. “My best friend is a movie star!” You screamed out in Harry’s LA house as you held his hand and twirled yourself.

Harry grinned as he watched you twirl, “I’m glad you’re here to celebrate with me.”

“Did you expect it? I had Jeff help me out with booking the ticket and all that.” You grinned, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“I honestly didn’t, love. I was very surprised. Actually, I’m still surprised.” He smiled down at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“How do you want us to celebrating you landing the role, Haz? Come on, name anything, we’ll do it.” You smiled up at him, a happy glint in your eyes.

“Can we stay in tonight? Celebrate and go out tomorrow? I’m very tired from all the writing and recording and all the meetings and I need a movie night with a cuddle on the side, please.” He raised his eyebrows, his dimple showing as he smiled.

“Whatever the movie star wants. You pick the movie, I’ll order the pizza.” You demanded with a smile.

“What would I do without you?”

“Probably still be working in the bakery. Barbara misses you by the way. Give me your phone, I don’t know the pizza place’s number.” You opened your palm.

“I miss that cheeky woman, too. Send her my greetings when you see her again.” He said as he gave you his phone and dialing the pizza place’s number.

“I love your hair, by the way. You look handsome.” You smiled with a blush before leaving the room with his phone pressed to your ear as you began ordering.
Harry grinned, his cheeks turning crimson red as his hand touched his hair.

You both sat on Harry’s bed, your head on his shoulder and his head leaning on yours with the pizza box on your lap and in your third movie of the night. Harry insisted you watch When Harry Met Sally because it was his favorite and “It was his night, my wish is your command, love.” Was what he said.

Your eyes were droopy, your 11 hours flight’s exhaustion kicking in as you cuddled more to Harry. 15 minutes later, light snores were escaping your lips.

“Oh, I love this pa-” Harry stopped when he heard your snores, looking down at you and chuckling when he saw you sleeping, “Of course.” He took the pizza box from your lap and put it on the bedside table before putting his arm around your waist and lying you down gently on the bed.

He looked down at you, “This is the part where I kiss you, you know? You just don’t know.” He muttered under his breath before pecking your lips gently and snuggling close to you. “Goodnight, beautiful.

//

Your red long silky dress showed off your body, your hair in waves and your skin glowing. To say that you were feeling yourself would be an understatement. The highlighter was really popping. You walked down Harry’s house in London, knowing Anne and him were waiting for you downstairs.

Harry had asked you, alongside his mother, to be his date for Dunkirk’s premiere. He was nervous but it felt natural and of course, you agreed.
You were met with Anne who gasped and put a hand to her heart and nudged Harry whose back was facing you. He looked at her confusingly to which she nodded her head towards you, making hm turn to look at you.

Harry’s jaw dropped, if it was a cartoon, he would definitely have hearts popping out of his eyes. His heart began racing, his palms getting sweaty as he stared at you.

You took slow approaches towards him and Anne and smiled shyly, “What?”

“You look absolutely divine, dear.” Anne smiled at you.

“You look wonderful, Anne.” You said, looking at her black dress.

“Thank you, dear. I’m going to wait for you in the limo. Harry, close your mouth, honey.” Anne chuckled before walking out the door.

You looked at Harry, chuckling, “Are you going to talk or not?” You asked, moving closer to him and putting your hands on his chest, feeling his racing heart against your palm, making you blush and raise your eyebrows, “Your heart is beating really fast.”

“How can it not?” He whispered, not trusting his voice as he took you all in.

“You look handsome.” You said in a low voice, staring at his green eyes.

“You look-You look unbelievable. I ca-”

“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” You said quietly, your eyes not leaving his.

Harry’s eyes went wide, “Wh-What?”

“I asked, why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” You repeated, leaning in till your lips was hovering over his, brushing against his.

“You-” Harry swallowed, his eyes looking at yours nervously, “You know?”

“It’s hard not to feel a kiss, love.” You chuckled. “Do you not want me awake when you kiss me?”

Before you could say anything, Harry’s lips were on yours, his hands cupping your head as he poured his feelings into the kiss. You closed your eyes in delight, kissing back as passionately.

You both pulled away, you pecking his lips one more time, “I’ve always wanted to do that.” You admitted, chuckling.

Harry grinned, closing his eyes as he leaned his forehead on yours, “Can I say it?”

“Please.”

“I love you.” He said with a grin.

“I love you.” You repeated before your lips were on his one more time.

Needless to say, the fans were quick to notice from the pictures of the premiere, both of your loving stolen glances, your interlocked fingers and were fangirling over a lips peck you shared in the background of a picture of Fionn, quick to tweet about how the ship finally sailing.

Louis’ Concert Report

So my thoughts after attending the Key 103 event tonight…


Firstly re the event - it was a bit strange. Maybe all multi-artist arena events are like this though, I’ve never been to one before so perhaps my expectations were too high. Very rushed and virtually no staging or set design just a plain stage with screens. John Newman and Louis came across much better because they had their live bands filling the stage, plus it made for better sound. (Left after Louis so don’t know if it got better for the remaining acts)

Anyway, the important bit - Louis!

He was a revelation. I’ve seen him perform live before with 1D and watched Ultra, iHeart - and all the tv performances, but this was definitely the best I’ve seen him.

His voice sounds great with the band. I’ve watched some videos and streams now and I have to say It sounded better in the arena. I think I posted earlier that the floor was shaking - during Little Black Dress and Miss You you could feel it from your feet upwards.

I don’t know if he was nervous but if so it totally didn’t show. He looked very confident and pretty comfortable up there.

Little Black dress was possibly my favourite, he really sold it, closely followed by Miss You. 

He didn’t interact a huge amount with the band, I guess that will come more with time, but they were really good. It was hard to take them all in because I was very focused on Louis but they were tight, and I loved loved the drummer, he drove the last two songs really hard.

He covered the whole stage for each song. We got his hand on tummy move lots of times, and I think he might have been working on his mic positioning. I could be wrong but he appeared to be keeping it closer to his mouth for the majority of the time.

I’m not sure what else to add - it’s all a bit overwhelming still. It was great! He was great! The band was great! I am so very very glad I went. And to get tickets at the side of the stage was pretty amazing, what a view!

I’ll be fighting you all for tickets for his own tour! Can’t wait.

Homecoming (Peter Parker X Reader) SMUT

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Requested: THIS WAS WRITTEN AS MY APOLOGY TO ERIN FOR SENDING HER ANGST

Warnings: smut, underage smut, virgin reader

Word Count: 1,509

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@hollandaised @queen-of-all-the-fandoms

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“(Y/N), I like you. I’ve liked you for a really long time. I know we’re just friends but i really want to be more. Will you go with me to Homecoming?”

When Peter said those words my whole world lit up. He had been my best friend and long time crush up until that point. He had asked me right after he got back from his battle with Vulture (even though Homecoming was a year away). I know that he’s Spiderman and Ned and I help from a safe place as “His two person guy in the chair” Ned found me info and I talked to Peter over the coms. Ned had tried doing both at first but he tended to ramble and it threw Pete off of his game. Together, the two of us were a well oiled machine. We did our best to keep Peter safe and informed while he was out as our friendly neighborhood web slinger. I knew alot of things.But Peter liking me back? That I didn’t know. So when he’d asked me to Homecoming, I had kissed him. I didn’t know how he would react but I knew I wanted to do it. And when he kissed back I was in heaven. He had asked me to officially become his girlfriend that night  and of course I quickly responded Yes. Now it was the day of Homecoming and I had been thinking. Peter and I had done some sexual stuff but we hadn’t gone all the way. And I really wanted to. I wanted him to be my first (and hopefully my last too). So I had done my hair and makeup, slipped on a matching set of decent lingerie that I could hide under my dress, and put on my beautiful burgundy dress. I was nervous and excited to see Peter. He rarely ever dressed up, but when he did you could tell how muscular he actually was. When I heard the doorbell downstairs my heart began to pound in my chest. I was excited for the dance and nervous and excited for what might come afterwards. I had already told my parents that I was sleeping over at my friend Ruby’s house after the dance so they wouldn’t be expecting me back. Ruby had been totally down with the plan and even gave me a condom, which was currently inside the clutch purse I was holding. I walked downstairs and saw Peter standing in the doorway holding a corsage box. As soon as he saw me, his eyes darkened with an unfamiliar look and he gulped hard. “You look beautiful (Y/N).” He says, awe clear in his voice. “I got you this. May says it should work with your dress.” Peter explains, opening the corsage box. Inside was a beautiful white rose corsage with silver ribbon. “Peter it’s beautiful.” I gasp. He takes it out of the box and clasps it around my wrist all while my mother snaps about a million photos. He kisses me on the cheek not facing my parents and whispers in my ear “You look so stunning in that dress. But I think it would look better on my bedroom floor.” He pulls away and smiles. My eyes widen as what he just said sinks in. Was he thinking what I was thinking? I sure as hell hoped so.

My mom had dropped us off at the school after snapping about a million more pictures. I would be glad to have them later but I honestly just wanted to be alone with Peter. He led me inside and we got our tickets checked. He pulled me into the dimly lit gym filled with teenagers and directly onto the dance floor. “You really do look so beautiful tonight.” He says, kissing my lips as he held me tightly against him. We swayed along to the music. “Were you serious about what you said earlier?” I ask looking into his gorgeous brown eyes. “Serious as a heart attack. I want you.” He murmurs as he strokes my face with his hand. “I want you too.” I say with a small smile. We danced to about 4 more songs before Peter asked me “Are you ready to go?” I nodded and he grabbed my hand and pulled me out the back exit of the school. “We’re gonna travel my way.” He says warning me. I kick off my heels and grasp them tightly with my clutch.  He wraps his arm around my waist and shoots a web out of one of the hidden web shooters on his wrists. And suddenly we’re flying. I close my eyes because of the height but sooner than I expected we were standing on the fire escape outside Peter’s apartment. “May is gone for the weekend. She went to go see an old friend in DC.” He says, opening the window into his room. He steps in and holds out his hand to help me through. I step into his room and set my heels down. I turn to Peter and before I know it his hands are on either side of my face and he’s pinning me to a wall. He kisses along my jaw, down my neck, and onto my shoulder pushing down the strap of my dress. He sucks a dark mark into the soft skin of my neck and then makes his way back up to my lips. “May I?” Peter asks, gently tugging on the strap of my dress I nod and he unzips it and guides it down my body. His eyes study my body covered in the lace lingerie and they darken with….. lust? He picks me up and carries me over to his bed, being careful not to hit my head on the top bunk. He lays me down and removes his webshooters, jacket, shirt, and pants leaving him only in boxers. He crawls onto the bed and positions himself so that he is kneeled in between my thighs. I lean up to kiss him and curl my fingers in his tousled brown hair. He kisses me back passionately and grinds his lower half against mine. I moan lightly and he groans at the contact. He looks into my eyes and asks “How much do you like this lingerie?” “Not very much it’s older and I got it on sale and-” he cuts me off by tearing the bodysuit in two, pulling it from my body. I go to cover myself but he holds my arms back. “No.” He growls studying my quickly hardening nipples. He leans down and takes on in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud. He looks up as he does this to see my reaction. He switches and continues on my other nipple. I slide my hand down his body until I find the tent in his boxers. I rub my hand against it making him growl. He removes his mouth from my breast, making me whine at the loss of contact. His hand slides down to the Apex of my thighs. He slides one finger into my wetness and I moan, loving the foreign feeling. “God you’re so wet and ready for me.” He says removing his finger from me and putting it in his mouth, tasting me. He moves one hand to slide down his boxers as he kisses me roughly. I want nothing more than to stretch you out over my cock princess.” He says, revealing his hard cock. It was so big. How would that fit? “It’ll fit just fine sweetheart don’t worry.” He says, hand on my chin to make me meet his eyes. He reaches onto his nightstand and grabs a condom. I guess I wasn’t the only one prepared. He tore it open with his teeth and slid it onto his penis. “Are you ready?” He asks moving so that his tip was pressed against my entrance. I nodded and he gently pressed into me. The stretch was a little uncomfortable but not painful. He fully seated himself inside me and then began to thrust. The friction had me seeing stars. I was moaning like a wanting whore as he fucked me. He couldn’t hold back his moans, so he put his head into the crook of my neck and muffled then against my skin. I knew I wouldn’t last long and judging by his noises he wouldn’t either. He picked up his pace and moved on had to my clit circling it with his finger. The pressure in my stomach was becoming almost too much to bear. Peters thrusts became rougher and faster. He thrust into me one last time and he and I came, our screams of each other’s names filling the air. Once my aftershocks were over he pulled out of me and threw the condom away. “I love you so much, (Y/N).” He whispers into my ear, spooning me. “I love you too, Peter.” I respond sweetly. We then both drifted into an exhausted sleep.

Stolen Kisses.

**REQUESTED.**
148. “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

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In your white t-shirt that had “We Think Harry Has The X Factor” Along with X Factor’s logo, you stood backstage as Anne gave Harry a kiss on his cheek before he turned to you.

You breathed nervously, cupping his face with your hands, “I’m so proud of you. No matter what they say, you’re incredible, yeah? Break a leg, Haz.” And you kissed your best friend’s cheek as he gave you a grin and a nod before walking on stage.

You were sure you were almost nails-less during the time of his singing as you bit your nails, your nerves all around the place as you stood beside Gemma, looking at him through the screen as he sang Isn’t She Lovely; a lullaby you both always sang to each other whenever one of you couldn’t sleep.

You frowned at Louis’ remark. He was 16 and auditioning, what kind of experience should he have if he’s auditioning for a singing show, freaking idiot?

“Someone in the audience just said rubbish and I totally agree with them.” Simon said, making you grin and clap before interlocking your fingers under your chin.

When it came to the voting, you almost threw up from how nervous you were. “I’m going to have to say no.” Louis said, making you frown and boo him under your breath.

“I like you Harry, I’m going to have to say yes.” Nicole said, making you cheer as your eyes got tearful.

“You’ll be happy to hear I’m going agree with Nicole-” You didn’t hear anything else as you were engulfed in a hug by Anne and Gemma as you and Harry’s family and friend cheered.

You heard Harry say thank you before he walked towards you, hugged by his family and patted on his back. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, burying your head in his neck as he hugged you back as tight. “I’m so happy, oh my God, Haz.” You cried.

“Awh, don’t cry.” He wiped your tears. “You’re too lovely for that.” He grinned.

Later that night, in the hotel where you were all staying, you and Harry sat in your hotel room, making scenarios of a famous Harry Styles.

“And you’d be singing on the stage and all the girls would be crying and fainting because you’re you and the crowd goes woo!” You jumped on the bed before throwing yourself on the bed on your back, looking at Harry who sat propped on his elbow, his cheek resting on his palm as he looked at you with a smile.

“Will you be there?” He asked.

“I’ll be there.” You answered, closing your eyes and curling your body in a ball, the day’s exhaustion kicking in. In a matter of minutes, you were asleep.

“I hope you will.” Harry whispered before hovering his lips on yours gently, giving you a very gentle and light kiss.

//

You sat between Harry’s legs, his fingers working on your hair as he braided it while you sat in Niall’s dressing room with the boys, all laughing.

You laughed at Liam’s costume that had had to wear for the Best Song Ever music video. “Hair tie.” Harry said and you held your hand for him with the hair tie which he took and tied around your braid. “There we go. It looks great.”

“Really? Take a picture.” You straightened your back as you heard his phone’s camera go off and he gave you the phone for you to inspect. “I love it, thanks Haz” You turned and smiled at him before turning to see everyone leaving the room to God knows where. You turned back to Harry, “You know, I really like the whole Marcel look on you.”

“Oh, do you? Too bad you’re stuck with lame ol’ Harry, huh?” He gave you a toothy grin.

You playfully scoffed, “Don’t remind me.”

“Really now?” His fingers started tickling you, making you squirm.

“Harry! Harry, stop!” You laughed, struggling to get up but he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist from behind.

You began to gain your breath before resting your back on Harry’s chest and letting a sight leave your mouth before closing your eyes.

Harry, feeling your breath grow heavier, he leaned his head forward to look at you, smiling when he saw that you had slept. You were very energetic the whole day, it was bound to tire you.
Being best friends with you, Harry was ecstatic that he had someone like you in his life but he wasn’t happy that you were oblivious to his feelings and that it was impossible for you to return his feelings.

He was there when you had your first kiss, having to listen to you go over and over about how lovely it was and how cute the guy was. He was there when you had your first heartbreak and he had to restrain himself from murdering the guy who had caused the girl he loves all that pain, having to wipe your tears and hold you in his arms as you sobbed. He was there when you aced your GSCE’s, celebrating both of your grades together. He was always there for you and you were always there for him. After all, it was you who convinced him to audition.

“Just tell her.” Louis said once he entered the room, looking at your sleeping figure and Harry’s smiling one.

Harry shook his head and sighed, “You don’t understand.” He whispered in order not to wake you.

“It’s not rocket science, mate. You love the girl, she loves you, you both are too shy and scared to admit it.” Louis said.

“Can you keep it down?” Harry whispered.

“You’ll have to wake her up anyway, we’re going back to the hotel, Romeo.” Louis smirked.

Harry sighed and nodded, watching Louis walk out of the room. Miraculously, he managed to stand up from behind you, with you still asleep as he put your head gently on the pillow and kneeled beside you. His hand found your hair, gently stroking it as he looked at you. He sighed, closing his eyes, “I love you. So much.” He whispered, “What am I going to do?” He whispered to himself.

He leaned down, gently pecking your lips for a second before standing up and beginning to wake you up.

//

“I can’t believe you got the role!” You squealed. “My best friend is a movie star!” You screamed out in Harry’s LA house as you held his hand and twirled yourself.

Harry grinned as he watched you twirl, “I’m glad you’re here to celebrate with me.”

“Did you expect it? I had Jeff help me out with booking the ticket and all that.” You grinned, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“I honestly didn’t, love. I was very surprised. Actually, I’m still surprised.” He smiled down at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“How do you want us to celebrating you landing the role, Haz? Come on, name anything, we’ll do it.” You smiled up at him, a happy glint in your eyes.

“Can we stay in tonight? Celebrate and go out tomorrow? I’m very tired from all the writing and recording and all the meetings and I need a movie night with a cuddle on the side, please.” He raised his eyebrows, his dimple showing as he smiled.

“Whatever the movie star wants. You pick the movie, I’ll order the pizza.” You demanded with a smile.

“What would I do without you?”

“Probably still be working in the bakery. Barbara misses you by the way. Give me your phone, I don’t know the pizza place’s number.” You opened your palm.

“I miss that cheeky woman, too. Send her my greetings when you see her again.” He said as he gave you his phone and dialing the pizza place’s number.

“I love your hair, by the way. You look handsome.” You smiled with a blush before leaving the room with his phone pressed to your ear as you began ordering.
Harry grinned, his cheeks turning crimson red as his hand touched his hair.

You both sat on Harry’s bed, your head on his shoulder and his head leaning on yours with the pizza box on your lap and in your third movie of the night. Harry insisted you watch When Harry Met Sally because it was his favorite and “It was his night, my wish is your command, love.” Was what he said.

Your eyes were droopy, your 11 hours flight’s exhaustion kicking in as you cuddled more to Harry. 15 minutes later, light snores were escaping your lips.

“Oh, I love this pa-” Harry stopped when he heard your snores, looking down at you and chuckling when he saw you sleeping, “Of course.” He took the pizza box from your lap and put it on the bedside table before putting his arm around your waist and lying you down gently on the bed.

He looked down at you, “This is the part where I kiss you, you know? You just don’t know.” He muttered under his breath before pecking your lips gently and snuggling close to you. “Goodnight, beautiful.

//

Your red long silky dress showed off your body, your hair in waves and your skin glowing. To say that you were feeling yourself would be an understatement. The highlighter was really popping. You walked down Harry’s house in London, knowing Anne and him were waiting for you downstairs.

Harry had asked you, alongside his mother, to be his date for Dunkirk’s premiere. He was nervous but it felt natural and of course, you agreed.
You were met with Anne who gasped and put a hand to her heart and nudged Harry whose back was facing you. He looked at her confusingly to which she nodded her head towards you, making hm turn to look at you.

Harry’s jaw dropped, if it was a cartoon, he would definitely have hearts popping out of his eyes. His heart began racing, his palms getting sweaty as he stared at you.

You took slow approaches towards him and Anne and smiled shyly, “What?”

“You look absolutely divine, dear.” Anne smiled at you.

“You look wonderful, Anne.” You said, looking at her black dress.

“Thank you, dear. I’m going to wait for you in the limo. Harry, close your mouth, honey.” Anne chuckled before walking out the door.

You looked at Harry, chuckling, “Are you going to talk or not?” You asked, moving closer to him and putting your hands on his chest, feeling his racing heart against your palm, making you blush and raise your eyebrows, “Your heart is beating really fast.”

“How can it not?” He whispered, not trusting his voice as he took you all in.

“You look handsome.” You said in a low voice, staring at his green eyes.

“You look-You look unbelievable. I ca-”

“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” You said quietly, your eyes not leaving his.

Harry’s eyes went wide, “Wh-What?”

“I asked, why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” You repeated, leaning in till your lips was hovering over his, brushing against his.

“You-” Harry swallowed, his eyes looking at yours nervously, “You know?”

“It’s hard not to feel a kiss, love.” You chuckled. “Do you not want me awake when you kiss me?”

Before you could say anything, Harry’s lips were on yours, his hands cupping your head as he poured his feelings into the kiss. You closed your eyes in delight, kissing back as passionately.

You both pulled away, you pecking his lips one more time, “I’ve always wanted to do that.” You admitted, chuckling.

Harry grinned, closing his eyes as he leaned his forehead on yours, “Can I say it?”

“Please.”

“I love you.” He said with a grin.

“I love you.” You repeated before your lips were on his one more time.

Needless to say, the fans were quick to notice from the pictures of the premiere, both of your loving stolen glances, your interlocked fingers and were fangirling over a lips peck you shared in the background of a picture of Fionn, quick to tweet about how the ship finally sailing.

Originally posted by tmlnsn

2

“I met Chloe on March 25th, 2017. It was at the HVFF in Chicago. I arrived three days before the event to have some time to explore the city on my own. When the day came I was a complete mess. I flew almost 3000 just to see her. Of course I was first in line that day.

She was a little bit late, which gave me plenty of time to get more nervous. We were expecting her to come through the black curtains. I was just talking with the staff guys (they were so nice to me) when they saw her coming behind us.

I really can’t describe how it felt to see her. She walked right pass me and suddenly I didn’t want to go first. She came with her manager and sat down and I still wouldn’t move. She was like waiting and I didn’t move. She finally told me to come over. I literally had a speech planned and all the things that I wanted to say. I brought some presents, but when I was in front of her I went totally blank.

I think I forgot my English in that moment. I managed to say some words. I introduced myself and said that I had come from Colombia and she was really surprised that I had done that. It’s true that when you’re with her she’s hyper focused on you. She grabs your hand and she looks at you, and only you and pays attention to every single thing that you say and when you’re an incoherent mess (like I was) she starts complimenting you. She grabbed my hair and said that she loved it, because she missed her long hair so much. She said that she loved my shirt (I was wearing the fight like a girl sweater) She always tries to keep the conversation flowing. One thing that struck me is that she seems to be very aware of the kind of person that is in front of her? I mean, I noticed that a few people only approached her booth to see if she was taking pictures. She had a no photos rule. I think with that she makes sure that people go there to have a special moment, not just to take selfies with some celebrity.

I think she knows how to read that love and reciprocate it when she sees that people are being honest with her. So many of us went up there so excited only to say hello, to spend some time with her. She tries to make that small moment special. I told her I had totally forgotten my English in that moment and she said that Natalia would love me, and mentioned the episode were they recruited Yoyo in Bogotá. I was mostly trying to get out all the things that I wanted to tell her, I was so nervous, but she never stopped holding my hand. She would hug me and she would thank for every nice thing that I had to say.

I forgot that I had to get her autograph so she asked if I had something for her to sign. I remembered the Daisy pop and the gifts and I got the box out of my backpack. She asked which color I wanted for the autograph and she started writing my name while I tried to find the gifts, and I couldn’t find them! I was taking so long and getting even more nervous so she got curious and started looking inside my bag. She found another pop and asked who that was. It was a gift for a friend. She had like her face in my bag and I was so clumsy trying to get the candy out of the bag. (I gave her candy from Colombia) I explained some things about it and she said that she loves treats and candy and everything sweet in general… yeah. No surprise there.

I think she was smiling at how clumsy I was the whole time. As I said, I think she really appreciates when people cares about her. I told her that I was going to come back and also see her at the photo ops and then she offered another hug and then went around the table to hug me…and she just hugs you like she means it. I mean, I know that I’m just another fan but I think she has a very special love for us and she shows it every second. In that moment she makes sure to make you feel special. She kept smiling and grabbed my hand again. I was shaking. I forgot half of the gifts, but I was incredibly happy.

Then it was the first photo op. I was like third in line. When I went in she hugged me again, called me by my name, and I was a bit more confident at that point. The photo ops are super fast and Chloe asked if I wanted a hug. I really never asked for anything because I didn’t know the rules for these things but she was always warm and nice. I mean, she doesn’t have to be like that and I think it can be exhausting for her but again, I think she tries to reciprocate the love that we show her in those brief seconds or minutes.

I got my picture and then I felt like I didn’t want to go… so I just waited until she was back in her booth and went to get the picture signed. I gave her a little bracelet and she let me put it on her wrist. I babbled some more about how much Daisy and her mean in my life. I thanked her. She hugged me again. I really lost the count on the hugs hahaha. I asked about her kids and she told me they were back at home. I said that I would see her the next day and then said goodbye.

On Sunday things were even better. I actually felt like I could talk to her like a normal person hahaha. I went back to her booth, of course (I really just spent my time there) Then I was first in line again. That day Chloe arrived around 11. When she came I started feeling a bit weird, I didn’t know if it was okay to go in so many times… but I really went to Chicago for her, so I had to make the most of it.

She sat down and said hello. I was wearing overalls and she said that she loved them. I told her that I knew, that I always wanted to try but she gave me the confidence to start buying them. She hugged me again and asked if I was going to the panel. I said of course. I told her that I had another photo op with her and she told me that she would see me there.

I kinda started feeling the withdrawals at that point… so I just lurked around her booth for the rest of the morning until it was time for the photo op (it was a duo op with Brett) that day things were a lot more organized. I was one of the last ones in line. For that photo I had a pose in mind.

It was as fast as the other one. I think when it was my turn I went straight for Chloe and forgot that Brett was there for a second haha so I quickly turned to say hi to him but never let go off Chloe hahaha. The photographer would always get annoyed… and even more when I tried to explain the pose to Chloe and Brett but they just wouldn’t get it. It was funny because they got it wrong in the exact same way the first time. Chloe kept asking and trying to show me if she was getting it, and the next thing I know her leg is like around me, and then Brett got it and I started laughing and almost ruined the photo… I’m still not totally happy with my face, but at least we had a good time for those… 30 seconds hahaha. I said thank you and apologized. Chloe said that we almost didn’t get it… and then I started to feel like I didn’t want to say goodbye. I hugged her and then left because I took too long and the ops guys hated me already. On my way out I was like… shit Brett! And then hugged Brett. I think they both were laughing the whole time about my clumsiness. So that was a bit of a mess but a good kind of mess.

But then I picked my photo… I didn’t turn out that bad, and I realized that I had to do something else. I mean, I was already there. So I ran back to the table and got the last ticket for the next op. I ended back in line. The last person for the Chloe solo op. I’m so glad I went back. When I entered again I asked if she was getting tired of me. She received me with open arms and said that she never would. She peeked outside and when she realized that I was the last person she told me “best for last!” and grabbed my hand to take me to the center of the booth. She asked if I had anything in mind so I just told her to make faces. When they took the pic she quickly told me that she would say that she messed up, and then told the photographer that she had messed up and to take another one. So they took another picture, and I made the same face like the idiot I am. The thing is… every time she would do something nice my brain would stop working so I had nothing in that moment. I kinda wanted to cry.

So that’s exactly what I did. I didn’t know if that was going to be my last personal moment with her so I started thanking her for everything, again. I told her that I was glad I took the very irresponsible decision to fly to Chicago in the last minute. She thanked me for doing it and yes… more hugs. I got some time while the next celeb took Chloe’s place in the booth so I told her that I wanted to say goodbye and she told me to go to her autograph table again. I told her that she was my hero. I felt like a guy was about to take me out so I gave her one last hug and left.

Next it was the panel. You all know how that went. It was hilarious. I was really close to them but then went back to be closer to the mic line. I did get to ask a question about Daisy. At that point we didn’t know if the show was going to be renewed and I also started thinking that maybe this was going to be the only time that I got to see her. I was happy with the things I told her. I was happy to see with my own eyes how nice and honest in the way she interacts with people that she is, but it was heartbreaking to think that only had like a few minutes more to see her.

So yes. I went back one last time to the autograph table… Actually I waited for HOURS to be the last one to go. Since I had become such good friends with the staff they just let me be there. At the end I got to hang on the table where they had the pile of photos for Chloe to sign, right next to her table. That’s when the funniest thing happened. I see a huge, Asian guy come out from the back, He came to the table where I was and started looking through the photos. So I went like…”Mr Bennet?” He said yes with a smile. I introduced myself and told him my name and when he heard it (and probably my accent) he said that I was the girl that came from Colombia, that Chloe had told him about me. I died in that moment… for the tenth time in two days. It was almost my turn so I just told him that he had the most amazing daughter in the world. That she’s important for so many people and women, that she was amazing and for me it was worth it to take such a trip just to tell her that. He went full proud dad mode in that second and told me that she really was, and just the way she was here with her fans she was at home. He told me that she really appreciated me being there, and all the people that support her. He thanked me and said that she probably would have something special to say to me.

I went back. I really don’t know what was going through her manager’s head at that point, but Chloe looked happy. I went like: “I just met your dad” She was like oh no, what did he say? He’s talking to the fans now? I just told her that we just agreed that she’s the best. She took one of the other pictures that I was carrying to sign it while we spoke. I thanked her for everything she did. I told her that it meant a lot. I really don’t remember how we got to her birthday, but I wished her a happy birthday and told her that mine was coming up too. She wished me a happy birthday. I was trying really hard not to cry in front of her, but I told her that I really meant all the things that I had told her, and that it might seem like just a tv show, or a fictional character… but it really makes a difference in the lives of so many people. She knows, she works her ass off to brig Daisy to us and she loves every second of it. She thanked me and hugged me and she wouldn’t let go off my hand while I told her.

Then she eyed my iphone on the table. She asked if I wanted a selfie. I turned to check if there were people in line and actually some people arrived after me so I just looked back at her, but she was grabbing my phone and she told the others that it was because my photo op came out wrong. She told me that I had come all the way here, that I should get one. I just nodded and she was already going though my phone and opening the camera app. She took a pic, and then I said that my hair was terrible, so she just took another one. She didn’t look like uncomfortable or like she had to do it. She really wanted to make that moment special. I think she wants that for all her fans and I think that it’s important not to pressure her to sign things and take pictures on do things. She’s a person just like us, she could be tired or having a bad day, but she’ll offer something special to make you happy if she can. She wouldn’t stop thanking me and I told her that I was happy that I got to see her one last time. Then I saw her manager check her watch and I think I said it out loud because Chloe laughed. She got out of the table again to hug me and that’s when I broke. I told her that I didn’t know if I would get to see her again, but that she had made everything so special that I would always treasure these days. She told me that we would see each other again and I told her that we didn’t even know what was going to happen with AoS and that I just needed Daisy in my life. I told her that it would kill me (Don’t judge me. I was a mess in that moment) she was like noo! Don’t die! Hahaha She said that she was going to do new things.

In the end she just hugged me and thanked me for coming. I waited until she left and waved her goodbye. I actually didn’t cry when she left hahah I think maybe I’ll get to see her again. Now I know that going there was totally worth it and I would definitely do it again.”

anonymous asked:

what are your thoughts on the tour dates?!

I’m surprised???? It doesn’t seem like there are many tour dates especially for the a US leg of a tour. I’m honestly surprised. There seems to be some pretty big gaps in dates though, so maybe she’s planning on releasing more dates?

I’m a little disappointed that it’s a stadium tour, it means that the internationals are probably gonna get let down again with the “world” tour, whenever it happens. Since she’ll only be performing stadiums, she’s only going to go to places she KNOWS she can sell out (eg. the UK, Australia, Japan) which unfortunately means if you don’t live in places near there you probably don’t have high chances of getting a concert close to you -_-

God Save the Queen

Once more, if you know anything about me, you know that I am an enormous fan of Ming Na Wen, both for Mulan and for Agent Melinda May. Although I stopped watching Agents of SHIELD an entire season ago, I still think May is one of the best written female characters in the spy/superhero genre.

So, of course, I had to meet my Queen in person.

Even though I was bone tired, I still woke up early as hell, changed into my Lana Kane cosplay and makeup, and went over to the con. I arrived not a moment too soon; the Dragon*Con parade is about two hours long, and so there was a line for the Walk of Fame, but it wasn’t that long since most of the congoers attend the parade, leaving all the other buildings relatively easy to get through. The room opened and I got in line for my beautiful ass-kicking angel, Ming Na.

First of all, she’s gorgeous. Holy shit. Wow. Just a complete knock out.

Second of all, she’s shorter than she looks on SHIELD! And ten times more adorkable! She’s really cheerful and sweet and full of giggles! 

Third of all, I think she had a better staff than Nathan Fillion had yesterday, because I didn’t feel rushed. I actually got a chance to talk to her. I told her, right off the bat as planned, that she was flawless. She said thanks and said I was too (*BLUSHES MADLY*) and I said thanks and I told her that I truly appreciate how wonderful she is and how I really appreciate her as a woman of color in the genres that she works in and how it’s so great for our representation. She was really kind and lovely and I shook her hand and headed out.

I had a gap of time where I grabbed lunch and was too tired to even attempt to attend any panels, but a while later, it was photo op time. And as expected, Ming knocked it out of the park.

I suggested the Charlie’s Angels pose and she said, “Of course!” and I am so freaking proud of how it turned out. Apparently, the key to getting me to photograph well and genuinely smile is getting me next to celebrities, because this turned out perfect. Then she said, “Thanks! It’s good to see you again!” and so I’m internally squeeing that like Nathan Fillion, she remembered me out of a few hundred fans after almost two hours later. LIFE. MADE.

Seriously, Ming Na is so magical and fun and am so glad I got to absorb some of that sunshine coming off of her. She’s just a joy to be around. I’m not going to be able to wipe this smile off my face for hours.

And that’s it! I may return to Dragoncon tomorrow just to get my money’s worth (I always buy a 4-day ticket because I don’t like playing the odds of the con getting sold out) and so I might pop in tomorrow, but I got to meet all four of the people I went there to see. That’s what I’d call a good Labor Day weekend.

Kyo out.

Behind The Tour - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 2)

Originally posted by cheshirepuddin

Part 1 

“Max? What are you doing here?” You asked as your eyes widened in surprise. 

“Oh, uh, hey, I’m here for the show,” he said. 

“Right, uh, I just I didn’t expect to see you here, I didn’t know you were a fan of Harry’s,” you said. 

“I wasn’t,” he admitted. “But my girlfriend is, so I got her tickets… and she had me listen to his album and it was pretty good.” 

“Girlfriend?” You asked. 

“Yeah, I guess you wouldn’t know that since we haven’t spoken in a while,” he said. “But yeah, I met her a few months ago and we’ve been together ever since.” 

You smiled. “I’m really happy to hear that,” you said. “And I know things sort of ended badly between us.” 

“That wasn’t your fault,” he said. “You were right, I shouldn’t have acted like I did.” 

“I’m glad you see that,” you said. “And I hope everything goes well with you and your girlfriend.” 

“Tiffany,” he smiled. “Her name’s Tiffany and I should probably get going. I was on my way to get us drinks.” 

“Oh, yeah, of course,” you nodded. 

“It was good seeing you again, “ he said. “Uh… Maybe one day we can go back to being friends?”

“Yeah, maybe, I’d like that,” you said softly. 

“Bye Y/N,” he said wrapping his arms around you. 

You were a little taken back at first, but then you relaxed and hugged him back before he pulled away and walks out to where the concessions were. As you continued to make your way towards where you’d be filming, you couldn’t help but think about everything that happened with your friendship with Max. 

You did miss having a friendship with him because you two were really close at one point. He helped you through many tough times and you did with him as well. However, you were right with stepping away from the friendship when he was becoming possessive, but maybe now that he moved on from you and was with his own girlfriend now, he would different and you two could be friends again. 

You knew how Harry would react if you told him your consideration because he only knows the Max that was obsessed with you, so a part of you ever wondered if you should bring up the fact that you saw him there tonight. But that would be like lying and you didn’t want to lie to Harry. You two had such a trustworthy relationship you wouldn’t want to ruin that by omitting the truth about Max. 

Maybe you wouldn’t tell him about it tonight, but soon, you’d tell him. 

**

Throughout the show, you did your best trying to keep up with Harry as he moved around on stage. You were definitely going to have a chat with him about staying in place a bit more while you were trying to fucking film and your little legs could only move so fast. You also got a few shots of the crowd and you were amazed by how everyone looked like they were having the time of their lives. 

You also took a few breaks from filming by setting up the camera on a tripod and getting some photo shots of him on stage and as well as going to the very top of the venue and taking pictures of the crowd. While you were taking photos, you happened to see Max again out of the corner of your eye. You were curious to see what his girlfriend looked like and well, to see if she was actually real. 

And in fact, she was. She was gorgeous and looked like she was a model or something. She just had that look, that ora about herself. Of course, Max lived in LA, so it wasn’t completely shocking that the girl he was with looked like that. Before you got caught staring, you took a few more pictures of the crowd and Harry from above before going back to your spot near the stage. 

**

When the show was over and you got footage of the final song and Harry walking off stage, you packed up your equipment and made your way backstage. As soon as you walked through the doors behind the stage, Harry was standing guzzling an entire bottle of water as sweat dripped down his chest. He had already managed to take off both his suit jacket and his white button-up shirt by the time you made it backstage. 

You tried to keep your eyes off of his nakedness, but hello, you hadn’t been or seen your boyfriend like that in ages. Once all the water was gone, Harry looked over in your direction and smirked.

You rolled your eyes because you knew he knew that you’d been staring at him. 

“Last time I checked it wasn’t a crime to stare at my boyfriend,” you said placing your bags down on the floor. 

“Never said it was, love,” he smirked. “I just love knowing my girl still has the hots for me.” 

“Okay, it’s 2017, I’m pretty sure nobody says that anymore,” you laughed. 

“I do,” he smirked walking over to you. “Did you enjoy the show?” 

“I did, although there are some things we need to talk about,” you said. 

“What’s that?” he asked. 

“You need to fucking stay in one place while I’m trying to film!” you groaned. “Like do you know how hard it is chasing after you ever five fucking minutes.”

He laughed wrapping his arms around you. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it, but I’ll try to remember for next time.” 

“Good,” you said looking up at him. “But other than that, I’m really proud of you. You were amazing up there and the crowd loved you.” 

He smiled widely. “Thank you.” 

“You’re welcome,” you smiled before pressing your lips up against his. 

He smiled into the kiss before lifting you up a bit causing you to laugh. 

**

Once the crowd had moved out a bit, you and Harry walked out of the venue and on to the tour bus in the back parking lot. He placed your equipment bags on the table on the bus and made his way to the back where the bed was before falling back onto it. 

“I’m exhausted,” he laughed looking up and his hands on his stomach. 

You giggled laying down next to him with your head propped up on your hand. “Well, if you’d stay in one place, you wouldn’t be right now,” you joked. 

He looked over at you. “I’m really happy you’re here,” he whispered. “It means a lot looking out in the crowd and seeing your face… or your camera.” he laughed. 

You smiled. “I’m happy I’m here too,” you smiled. “I love getting to see this side of you. In Jamaica, I got to see the making music side and now I’m seeing the crazy, wild, performing side of you.” 

“All good sides I hope?” He asked. 

“Of course,” you whispered giving him a quick peck on his lips. 

“God, I really want to make love to you right now, but I just.. I can’t move,” he laughed. 

“And you were the one who said he’d have plenty of energy for me tonight after the show,” you joked. 

“I thought I would,” he defended. 

You laughed. “It’s okay, we’ve got plenty of time for all that later,” you said. “Besides I’m perfectly okay with cuddling with you all night.” 

He smiled. “I love you,” he whispered. 

“And I love you,” you smiled. 

Harry leaned over to take your face in his hands as he kissed you a bit before pulling the blanket over the two of you. He wrapped his arms around you and placed his head in your neck as you both fell asleep together. 

anonymous asked:

Pardon me, Mod H, can you be inclined to share your thoughts on the Cursed Child? All your thoughts? In a detailed, well written essay? Or just a large collection of shitposts?

M8 I’ve already done the series of shitposts. You’re getting a rambly bullet point list, and you’re gonna like it!

Ok so this is going under a cut for those who don’t want spoilers (basically under the cut will spoil nothing that you can’t read in the script book and my opinions, then there will be an extra bit at the end for stuff I genuinely was surprised by under an extra spoiler warning.)

Tl;dr, I really liked it, and though there’s still huge issues with the script imo it was a very well-done show, the performances were excellent and it looked amazing. It’s a great experience and if you get the chance to see it, don’t pass it up.

Keep reading

knock on wood

this is from miracle’s new chapter you’ve got mail, loved the jily part a lot and wanted to share it here too with those of you who are not reading the fic, it’s been a while since I wrote anything Jily related.


“Still pining, Moony?”

“I never got to taste him,” objected Remus jokingly. “Makes him ten times more appealing and you saw him, he is a fucking greek god.”

“And then he pissed me off,” she replied with that familiar scolding tone she had. “At least don’t look so desperate.”

“Evans!”

What?” she said innocently. “If that’s what makes you happy, if he genuinely is what you think he is, go for it Rem and if he breaks your heart again, I will break his legs.”

“I’m glad you got my back,” smiled Remus. “That wanker boyfriend of yours would never do that.”

“I heard that!” yelled James from the other side. 

“Is it a lie?”

“I mean,” answered James sounding a little unsure now. “He was gonna get me tickets to the FA Cup Final.”

“Ugh, Potter,” said Lily and Remus felt her roll her eyes, there was scrambling noises coming from the other side of the phone.

“Oh- OW EVANS, that hurt,” shouted James, Lily was probably running after him in the house after that snarky comment. “Stop, trying. to. kick. me. YOU ARE FIVE FOOT NOTHING EVANS”

“I’m gonna hang up now,” laughed Remus.

“Yeah, sure,” panted Lily, that must have been one fight. “Love you, Moony”

“Love you, too, redhead.”

“Oh Potter, you shouldn’t have dragged my height into this,” laughed Lily as she tried to catch her boyfriend over the sofa and she threw the phone away carelessly

“But you are so… what’s the word?” James waited for a moment before continuing, pushed his glasses up his nose and grinned. “Ah, yes. Tiny.”

“POTTER!”

“I love it when you call my name,” he teased with a smirk on his face and a raised eyebrow. Lily was trying not to get caught up on his face because that was how she always lost these stupid fights. 

The way his mouth curled, the way his eyebrow shot up so effortlessly, his dark skin so flawless and soft and … no. She climbed up the sofa to attack the taller boy but his old reflexes were still in place and he had grabbed her by the waist and was now holding her from just below her thighs just so she can wrap his legs around his waist but Lily Evans never gave up without a fight, so for now she just dangled her feet.

“I love that you are tiny, Lils,” said James with a smile on his face, not the teasing one, the one that made Lily feel at home. “Let’s kiss and make up?”

“No,” said Lily as she tried to break free but he was too strong for him and when James buried his face in her neck she let out an involuntary laugh. “That’s not fair.”

“You smell like flowers,” he continued as he placed a soft, wet kiss on Lily’s neck that made her gasp a little bit. “I’ll never get over how beautiful you are even when we are old and grumpy.”

His eyes were so intense, Lily felt like he was being drawn into a blackhole.

“And this is how you get away with everything, you git,” she said as she wrapped her legs around James’ waist. She let her fingers get tangled in his messy locks before she leant in to give a small kiss to his boyfriend. “Now let me down.”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” grinned James as he made her jump a little to get a better grasp of her, his hand were so familiar on Lily’s legs and she could feel his grip get a little bit tighter, just the right amount.

James had a way with Lily, it was like magic. When he tilted his head just a little bit she was already hearing her own heart beats and it was soft but hungry kisses, his hair brushing on Lily’s forehead and it was so hard to breathe, when his grip got a bit tighter, she let out a moan, he just knew everything about her now. The power she gave to him was ridiculous, but he was ridiculous, too. It was the way he knew just the right time to slide his tongue in, the way they were in such harmony with eyes closed. He had started walking and without hesitation Lily knew where they were going and soon enough she felt the wooden door behind her. James kept her pinned to the door as his hands cupped her cheek ever so softly making Lily want to go mad, now his fingers were in her hair tugging gently and her back arched making him smile, she could feel it on her lips. 

“James, the door,” she whispered barely.

“No,” he objected and he was pulling her hair a bit harder exposing her neck to him. He trailed down with the softest of kisses, her jawline, her neck and nibbing at her collarbones making Lily hum happily. She loved that James took his time with her but sometimes she just wanted him to throw her on the bed already.

Potter.”

His hands were trailing up and down her arched back and it was about time, he would just open the bloody door. She tried finding the door knob as he was busy making her go crazy but her hand was pinned above her in a matter of seconds. 

“Jamie,” she begged. “The door, please.”

“I told you I loved it when you said my name,” smirked James as he pinned her against to wall harder with his hips and Lily barely kept herself contained however James didn’t, his eyes locked on hers like the world would end if he didn’t. Lily tried throwing her head back but she didn’t have much space, so she just closed her eyes and licked her lips, two could play this game. He took a deep breath and Lily’s top was gone in the flash of an eye. Lily freed her hand and put them on his boyfriend’s shoulders, her fingers softly trailing his shoulder muscles, God she was thankful for all the sports he did and as James continued his teasing, Lily dug her fingernails in his skin just a little bit, making sure he knows if she is going down, he is coming with her and the small grin he gave as he reached for the door handle confirmed Lily’s expectations.

When he slowly let her down to the bed, Lily wiggled out of jeans as James took his t-shirt off, there he was in all his glory the bloody idiot that stole her heart and Lily Evans smiled to herself, enjoying the view before he caught her by the legs and pulled her towards him.

“A little too excited aren’t we?” he asked with that stupid smile on his face, his eyes shining with mischief.

“Shut it and just lose the pants Potter,” she ordered and James just raised an eyebrow before he landed a kiss on her inner thigh. 

“No, I think I will enjoy this a little more,” he said as his hands roamed around her legs. “Just for making me run around the house, you know?”

“James Potter, you– oh,” cried Lily before she could help herself and bit her lip before she let her boyfriend take full control, God knew he knew what he was doing.

anonymous asked:

Can I request the rfa and the minor trio trying to get 707 to stop being an idiot and be with mc? I saw your one with baehee and it was 💯💯💯 xoxo rfa-confidential

Thank you very much! The Baehee one was a lot of fun to write and so was this one, so thanks for requesting it! I hope that you enjoy!! :3


Yoosung

  • Yoosung knew by the first conversation that you and Seven had together that you were meant for each other
  • Even though he was majorly slightly jealous, Yoosung still felt that the two of you were a perfect fit for each other
  • So when Seven is being an idiot and starts pushing you away even after the whole Mint Eye fiasco, Yoosung decides that it’s time for him to help out
  • Yoosung goes over to Seven’s home and insists that he needs to talk to him about MC
  • Once he let him in, Seven had never seen Yoosung so angry before in his life and boy does Yoosung let Seven have it
  • “It’s obvious that she loves you and you love her Seven so stop being a dummy by trying to push her away and go tell her you love her! You two deserve each other got that?”
  • After hearing Yoosung’s ‘encouraging’ words, Seven decides to man up and finally go to you and profess his love for you
  • A week later, Yoosung was walking past a local cafe and saw you and Seven happily chatting, making Yoosung smile and feel accomplished
  • Yoosung then texted Seven later on ‘You owe me big time for motivating you, I’m expecting triple the rewards in LOLOL along with a months supply of Honey Buddha Chips!’

Zen

  • Zen never understood how anyone could get Seven’s ‘unique’ humor like you did
  • Of course Zen wanted to get to know you better and maybe even ask you out on a date, but he realized that you and Seven were meant to be
  • So when Seven decided to push you away even though the two of you clearly had feelings for each other, Zen came up with a plan
  • Zen invited both you and Seven to a nice restaurant to celebrate his upcoming musical that he got the lead role for
  • You and Seven were directed to a table for only two, leaving both of you confused and the atmosphere awkward
  • Seven then heard his phone ring and answered it to hear an angry Zen
  • “Seven you need to man up and stick with MC! It’s obvious that the two of you love each other so stop being an idiot and enjoy the night with her. And no matter what, don’t leave MC.”
  • Zen hung up on the shocked Seven and smirked from his hiding spot when he saw you and Seven start to chat and laugh together
  • But Zen’s services came at a cost and while he left the two of you alone at the restaurant, Zen texted Seven ‘You’re welcome for the pep talk. I’m expecting tickets to a Broadway show along with helping promote the newest musical I’m in. Enjoy your night!’

Jaehee

  • Jaehee always thought that you and Seven would be the perfect couple since the two of yours humor was a little… odd
  • But Jaehee still thought that the two of you would be cute together and was secretly routing for you two all along
  • You and Jaehee ended up becoming good friends after the party so you and Jaehee planned a small girl’s day together
  • She noticed how sad you looked and asked what was wrong and you told her that Seven was pushing you away again, making you wonder if he really loved you
  • After hanging out with you, Jaehee went to find Seven, who happened to be visiting Yoosung to play some LOLOL and explained to him the situation
  • “MC really loves you Luciel so why don’t you just admit your feelings and love her back? You’re really hurting her Luciel.”
  • When she noticed Seven wasn’t listening and continuing to play the game, Jaehee’s eyebrow twitched and she snapped, taking a hold of Seven’s arm and twisting it back painfully until he listened to her
  • Seven yielded and agreed to take better care of you which made Jaehee smirk and return back to her own home leaving a very sore Seven and a very stunned Yoosung
  • Jaehee saw on the messenger a day later that you and Seven went out on a date and by the looks of the photo he posted, both you and Seven looked genuinely happy
  • She smiled to herself happy for the two of you but Jaehee still texted Seven saying ‘I’m glad that you finally listened to me. Now as a thank you present, I want you to convince Mr. Han to give me a weeks vacation and I want some imported coffee beans.’

Jumin

  • Jumin had always noted how good you and Seven got along on the messenger
  • The humor used between you and Seven confused Jumin to no end
  • But Jumin was genuinely happy that Seven found some like you to be happy with, especially since it meant that Seven would leave Elizabeth the 3rd alone
  • So when Jumin heard that Seven was pushing you away even after everything the two of you went through made Jumin upset
  • He invited Seven over to his penthouse, something unheard of to Seven, to discuss with him what was going on
  • After securing Elizabeth the 3rd away from Seven’s grasp, Jumin sat down with the younger man to talk with him
  • “Luciel, you need to get it together and be with MC. She deserves to have someone… unique like you in her life. You know as well as I do that both of you care for each other so go and be with her.”
  • Jumin then got you and Seven tickets to dinner and a show to let the two of you enjoy yourselves
  • When the night arrived, Jumin had a security guard watch over the two of you and when the guard reported back that the two of you were enjoying themselves, Jumin felt happy
  • Jumin then took out his phone and sent Seven a text with a satisfied smile ‘I’m glad that you’re enjoying you night Luciel. For my form of payment, I want a ten thousand word essay explaining how sorry you are for how you treat Elizabeth the 3rd by Monday. Have a good rest of your night.’

V

  • After everything you and Seven went through, V wanted nothing more than for the two of you to be happy
  • Even though V wasn’t on the messenger too often, he could clearly see that you and Seven were in love with each other
  • But V noticed that Seven was pushing you away to apparently keep you safe, but V knew better
  • Since Seven looked up to V so much, the older man called Seven one night to tell him how wrong he was acting
  • “Listen Saeyoung, I know that you think hat you’re keeping her safe but you’re wrong. I know for a fact that the two of you love each other so please, don’t push her away and be with MC. Trust me, you do deserve happiness with her.”
  • Seven took a few days to mull over V’s words, eventually realizing how right V was
  • A week later, V was at the park taking some nature photos when he saw you and Seven walking together, laughing and looking genuinely happy
  • V gently smiled and sent Seven a quick text saying ‘Thank you for listening to me Saeyoung. The only thing I want from you is to continue to cherish MC. If you ever need anything please don’t hesitate to ask. Enjoy your day Saeyoung, you earned it.’

Unknown

  • As much as Saeran hated to admit it, he secretly thought that you and Seven were the cutest couple
  • After finding out the truth about what really happened in the past, Saeran knew that Seven deserved to be with you and to share happiness together
  • Even if the two of you were a weird couple, Saeran still enjoyed seeing the two of you act like complete idiots, it actually made him happy himself
  • So when Seven started pushing you away again, Saeran knew that he had to do something to stop his idiot of a brother
  • When you left in a fit of tears one day, Saeran grabbed Seven’s shirt collar and told him
  • “What is wrong with you?! Why would you feel the need to be an idiot and push MC away? It’s so obvious that you love each other and it pisses me off to see you acting this way. So quit being an idiot for a minute and go get MC back.”
  • Seven was never one to turn down a request from his younger brother and realized that Saeran was right and maybe he did deserve to be happy
  • A few days later, Saeran woke up to find a note pinned to the table telling him that you and Seven went out for a date thanks to him and that they’d be home later
  • Saeran felt truly happy for his brother and smiled mischievously as he whipped out his phone and texted his brother ‘Good thing you listened to me. I want ten different flavors of tubs of ice cream by the time you get home. Have a good date idiot.’

Vanderwood

  • Vanderwood never has, and probably never would, understand the relationship between you and Seven
  • He thought that Seven was the most annoying slob on Earth so how did he manage to get a girl like you in his life?
  • It’s probably a question that Vanderwood would always ask himself but nevertheless, he still thought that the two of you made a nice couple
  • One day while Vanderwood was cleaning up Seven’s living room, he heard shouting from Seven’s room as you left, slamming the door shut and ran into the bathroom
  • Vanderwood’s curiosity got the better of him and he knocked on Seven’s door and went in to find a sad looking Seven
  • He knew immediately what happened, he knew that Seven was always like this since he was his partner
  • Vanderwood sat down next to Seven and crossed his legs while folding his arms as he told Seven in an annoyed tone
  • “Why do you always insist on acting like an idiot? It’s painfully obvious that the two of you like each other so stop pushing her away. And remember if you keep being an idiot, I’m not afraid to use my taser.“
  • Seven laughed at his friend’s “pep talk” and went to made amends with you while Vanderwood smiled triumphantly to himself
  • A few days later, Vanderwood saw that you and Seven had made up and were currently on a date and since Vanderwood knew that Seven was happy, he decided to take advantage of that and tested Seven 'I hope that you have a good time with MC today. For my payment of expert advice, you’re going to clean your own house as well as mine. Better get that maid outfit ready.’
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[Scanlation] Hakidame to Tsuru  EXTRAS by: Kitahala Lyee

Ch. 01  |  Ch. 02  |  Ch. 03  |  Ch. 04 |  Ch. 05  |  Ch. 06  |  Extras

☆ミ(o*・ω・)ノ Heyya peeps~! This would be the end of Hakidame for us and our 2nd completed work. Whooo~ Thank you for your patience!

The extras we did are a mix between manga extras and twitter extras. You’ll see a 20 page extra. Then some countdown extras and stuff like that. In all, the extras are basically everything you didn’t know you needed hahaha.  In between each one, we put an image to make a clear transition.

(☞゚∀゚)☞ The extras all together are about 35 pages or so. It doesn’t fit in a tumblr post. Gotta link you else where. YOU CAN READ IT IN FULL HERE. OR, if you can’t access imgur: ALT LINK.

Deea did most of the cleaning and proofread. Tsuki-chan also proofread.

I hope you enjoy!

Overcoming the Family-zone?

Member: Christian // DPR

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Romance

A/N: I butchered the ending.

Words: 1.6k

“I’m Yu BaRom. Christian Yu. Ian works just fine, as well.”

She first met him while on one of her travels around the world- or what she liked to call around the world. What those travels really were, was just a two-day excursion to some famous landmarks to areas closest to her. She often settled to call them world-travels, in hopes of one day travelling the world. He was in a similar pinch, youthful and looking for adventure like his own holy Grail.

It was no surprise when the two of them hit it off so well after being stuck in their hotel for what seemed like forever. Inclement weather, the news had mentioned, Monsoon, another outlet added. And yet somehow, the two either didn’t remember hearing it, or blatantly ignored the warnings of the bad-weather-season to escape for the gratification of their minds and bodies.

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外国人 (6)

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Part 6 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)

* 外国人 (Gaikokujin)= Japanese word for foreign person/ foreigner.

Themes= 😊,😖,🌟,🎭,

Summary: What happens when a native crosses paths with a ‘forbidden’ foreigner?
Kyungsoo & Reader

Word Count: 3,882

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5  Part 7 Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13


“You’re sure you’re okay? Everyone’s treating you well are they?”

“Mum I’m fine. Stop worrying you’re giving me anxiety.” You laughed as you stared at the candle burning in front of you. It’s vanilla scent wafting through the air. “I’ve got some stuff to work on so I’ll speak to you later okay? Love you.”

“Okay stay safe and don’t stress yourself out too much.” She blew a kiss before hanging up the phone, you smiled down at your blacked out screen as you breathed in the smell of the candle. You didn’t have work to do, in fact you had done all your research in the morning but now was your relaxation time, you wanted to ease yourself and that meant peace and quiet. It was 6PM and the sky was dark but murky, unlike yesterday’s sky. You couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday. About how Kyungsoo had opened up quite a bit, it was almost as though he had peeled the first layer of skin off of himself and was beginning to show you what was underneath and from what you had witnessed he was quite polite. But there was still something a little bit off about him and you couldn’t put your finger on it, but it was almost as though he was still apprehensive about you. Nevertheless it felt good to finally think that he was ‘okay’ now, instead of disliking him. You breathed out as you stared at the flame burning the candle wick bending backwards and forwards ever so slightly; it was quite hypnotic and you were lost in thought until you heard a knocking at your door, the knock was fairly quiet but since you were so deep in a trance it appeared to be loud making you scream and jump up from where you were laying. You pressed your hands onto your mouth as you walked slowly towards your dormitory door. You weren’t expecting anyone; in fact nobody really knew where you lived so you weren’t sure who it could be. You brushed your T-shirt down flat over your stomach before opening the door.

“Kyungsoo?” Your mouth dropped open as you stood staring at him in shock. “What are you doing here? I mean are you okay?” You began to panic a little bit, something must’ve have been up for him to come to your dorm.

He shook his head.
“Yes. I mean I’m fine but, I lost my ticket and…” He held up two plastic bags.
You frowned as you stepped aside letting him in, the cold air from the draughty corridor barging in with him and sweeping around your ankles, you shivered as you shut the door and turned around to look at him, whom was putting the bags on your kitchenette counter top.

“What happened Kyungsoo?” You looked at him with worried eyes. Since he had gotten lost yesterday you couldn’t help but view him as a lost child who needed protection from the ‘big bad’ world. He began sniffing and rubbing his red nose as he looked at you for a little while. “Are…are you crying?”

“What? No.” He looked at you in an amused way. “It’s just extremely cold outside. I was coming to the library to do some research and I brought more ingredients with me because I wanted to try cooking the dish again, but I realised I lost my ticket back home and I panicked. Now the next train northbound isn’t until 8PM, not until the last stop anyway and my ticket purchase won’t be registered onto the system until 7:30 so I have no proof of having had it.” He shuddered as he looked at you sadly. “I didn’t really know where to stay until then. I got cold and the cooking rooms close at 5 some days…I’m sorry.” He looked bashfully down at his shoes as he swayed awkwardly from side to side.

“Oh gosh, don’t apologise its okay. I’m glad you came up and didn’t decide to freeze to death.”

“Really?” He looked at you in shock as though you had just announced that you had just won the lottery. You squinted at him in confusion.

“Umm, yes.” You still couldn’t figure out Kyungsoo’s behaviour, but you sure you would eventually get there. “You must be freezing; I’ll put the heater on. I was just about to make dinner so you can have some. It will warm up your insides. Do you eat spicy foods?”

“Yes I do.” He raised a brow. “But I’m fine.”

“Hey, you’re eating okay? You look like an ice block so there’ll be no questions about it.” You blew out the vanilla scented candle before you hopped into the kitchenette and began preparing dinner. “Please relax and make yourself at home.” You gave him a small smile before turning your back on him and rummaging through the fridge.


Not too long after and you had finished cooking the dish, it was hot and fragrant. The condensation steaming up the windows of your room. You brought Kyungsoo a bowl of the steaming stew on a tray as you both sat cross legged on your bed. He stared at it with a blank face; his mouth slowly twisted as his face turned sour. “I…” he breathed out as he looked back and forth at the bowl of stew in front of him. “What is this? I don’t eat stuff like this.”

You scoffed as you looked at him and shoved a spoonful of the stew in your mouth. “It’s called Tecco stew and it’s a traditional dish from where I come from.” You focused on him as he put his spoon down on the tray. “Why, is that putting you off?”

“This is foreign food?” He asked as he bit his bottom lip nervously. “Then I don’t want any.”
You frowned at him as you put your spoon down into your bowl.

“What do you mean you don’t want any because it’s foreign food… That’s rude.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to be rude. But…I’m just not willing to try any.” He looked at you nervously, as though he were a puppy shying away from his owner.

“Kyungsoo that’s extremely ignorant. I cooked you a meal the least you could do is try it you may not be used to this dish but how do you know you won’t like it. You need to try it in order to know whether or not it’s good.” You were hurt by his selfish and childish behaviour. You were aware of the fact that Kyungsoo hadn’t had much interaction with foreigners and was very much secluded from the outside world, but you assumed that he would have known basic manners. This was ridiculous and it felt as though it were a personal attack. “Have you got a problem with me Kyungsoo?”
His eyes widened as he shook his head ever so slightly. “So why can’t you try my food. I eat your food every day.”

“But that’s because you’re in my country, so you’re obliged to.” He retaliated as he pointed at your face. Your mouth dropped open as you sat there, your blood was boiling over and you could feel anger taking over your body.

“If you’re not comfortable with my way of life Kyungsoo please get out of my house. Wait for your train the freezing cold, I don’t have to help you out if I don’t want to. You don’t pay my rent so I’m not obliged to do that.” You hissed as you looked at him with venom in your eyes. He shook his head again as he looked at you and picked up his spoon from the tray.

“I’m sorry; my intention wasn’t to upset you. I just…I don’t think I’ll like it. I’m not accustomed to this taste.” He let out a shaky breath as he stared down into the bowl.

“Well you won’t know that unless you try it will you?”
He took in a deep breath and dipped his spoon into the stew, lifting it straight back out again, so that the spoon was only coated in the sauce, no excess. He lifted the spoon up to his nose and sniffed it. You rolled your eyes as you watch him behave like an animal, as he slowly poked out his tongue and licked the back of the spoon. You waited in silence for a few seconds for his reaction. His eyes sparkled as he looked down at the bowl and stuck his spoon back into it again. You laughed in disbelief at how quickly he was lapping up the stew. “Wow Kyungsoo. What did I tell you? You won’t know unless you try it will you? So do you like it?” He nodded his head whilst loading his mouth with more stew, not even bothering to speak. You rolled your eyes but laughed as you began to eat your stew. It almost ended badly but luckily he redeemed himself and that always seemed to be the way with Kyungsoo you hadn’t known him for long at all but he had a way of bouncing back just after he had said or done the wrong thing and it made you realise just how uneducated he was in the cultural and social aspect of life. You were confused, you felt as though you were Kyungsoo’s life teacher but for some reason or the other you were okay with that.

Kyungsoo stared down at his empty bowl unexpectedly letting out a big burp.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry.” He pulled an apologetic face.

“It’s fine I’m not offended, I guess that means you liked it. You shouldn’t judge things just because you’re not used to them Kyungsoo it’s not good.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be that way I’m just…I don’t know.”

“Are you scared of me Kyungsoo?” You weren’t really sure where that question came from but it was very precise and caught the both of you off guard. He sat there in silence for a second and cocked his head to the side as he looked up at the ceiling, seemingly deep in thought.

“No. I don’t think I am. Why?”

“I don’t know.” You shrugged “You just act a little…frail around me very often and I don’t know if I should be concerned about it or not.” You looked at him, only really focusing on his face for the first time, his features were soft and extremely youthful.

“I’m not used to you that’s all.” He blinked as he looked at you and stretched his hand forwards, resting his upturned palms on his knees. You looked down at his hands they were quite small and feminine but cute nonetheless, they didn’t look as though belonged to a farmer. You frowned.

“What’s that?” You touched a purple bruise on his wrist. “Did this happen when you got lost yesterday, did you get hurt?” You tried not to sound too concerned but you were aware that it wasn’t working.

“Ah no, don’t touch it.” He snapped as he quickly pulled his wrist away. You flinched a little at the harshness in Kyungsoo’s voice; he was always so gentle and soft spoken so this caught you completely off guard. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to speak to you like that. It just…may be contagious.”

“Oh.” You said awkwardly as you discretely began wiping your finger on your trousers.

“My sister gave it to me.”

“Oh you have a sister? I didn’t know, how sweet. I hope she feels better soon.”

“No. She’s not cute. She’s not ill she just gave it to me and—just don’t touch it” His tone was dull and you saw a shift in his mood and attitude as he began to talk about his sister.

“Not ill? How is it contagious then?” You were puzzled, it didn’t make sense at all and why was he being defensive all of a sudden?

“My sister is a bitch and she does things to me, she makes me feel ill constantly she…she gave this to me. She rubbed my wrist and it appeared. She’s a witch.”

You stared at Kyungsoo for a second as he stared back you in silence then you burst out laughing.

“Kyungsoo what are you talking about?”

“I said she’s a witch.”

“Don’t be stupid Kyungsoo.” You laughed as you pulled his wrist over the bowls and onto your lap. But he slapped your hands away and pulled his arm back into his lap. Causing you to jolt back at his sudden actions.

“Don’t laugh it’s not funny. It’s not a joke. I’m not joking.” His face was straight and it was the most sinister you had ever seen him. You looked at him blankly and felt an uncomfortable swirling in the pit of your stomach. “She did this to me. She rubbed my wrist and it turned purple I don’t know what it is and what it means. Maybe she’s trying to kill me.”
Your eyes widened as you tried to brush off his statement.

“Stop being dramatic.” You smiled at him nervously as you rubbed your neck, feeling uneasiness settling in.

“I’m not being dramatic.” He pouted at you. “I hate her, she hates me. And then she did this. I don’t know what it is but it can’t be good. You’ve seen her once.”
You raised your brow at him trying to recall ever seeing his sister but you couldn’t.

“I don’t think I have.”

“Yes you have.” He said adamantly as he looked at you, all timidity overcome. Now he was exerting some sort of anger and dominance. You realised that his sister was a subject to stay away from. “That girl standing in the shadows when you came to the farm. She’s always standing in the fucking shadows.”
Your eyes shot open wider as you recalled Kyungsoo’s sister, the scary looking girl with the long dark hair stood staring at you in the shadows.

“How old is she?” You asked, she couldn’t be that old.

“She’s 15. But God only knows, maybe she’s actually an ancient spirit in a young child’s body.” He scoffed, making you chuckle a little bit. “It’s not funny Y/N.” He smiled but began laughing too. You stood up gathering the bowls from the bed and walked towards the sink.

“Maybe you should talk to her? Maybe you upset her or something.” You shrugged as you began washing the bowls but he didn’t answer at least not in the way you expected.

“I have a question, or request maybe?” Kyungsoo cleared his throat, his voice returning to its normal shy self. You turned and looked at him in awe, the duality of the man was incredible and you were still trying to get your head around it.

“What is it?” You held your head on the side as you looked at him

“Could you take me to the city again, tomorrow?” He looked at you for a moment as he swallowed down hard waiting for you to reply. You nodded as you smiled at him.

“Yeah I’d love to besides I really need to do shopping.”

“Also…” He continued, I was wondering if I could have your number. You know just for school…but don’t tell the others I don’t want them to know about my phone and…well the lack thereof of fancy applications.”

“Of course I won’t say anything Kyungsoo I wouldn’t dream of it. Where’s your phone?”
He smiled as he pulled out his phone and handed it to you.

“Thanks… Y/N.”


Kyungsoo’s P.O.V.

He let out a heavy sigh as he pushed his diary back under his pillow, a sigh of relief and happiness. Now he was really beginning to warm to her. He wasn’t quite sure what their status was anymore it felt as though they had surpassed the acquaintance stage ever since they held hands yesterday, but he couldn’t be friends with someone like her. They didn’t have a place in each other’s world and that thought saddened him more than he thought possible. He felt ridiculous for being hurt by such a thing but apparently he couldn’t help it. But she had introduced him to so many things; communication, the city even food he wasn’t comfortable with primarily. He lay on his back as he continued to smile at the ceiling. Suddenly remembering, he pulled his phone out of his pocket. And held it above his face. He was hesitant…he shouldn’t do it, but he wanted to. He knew he was a fool for allowing himself to be amazed by what she had to offer but he had completely succumbed to her kindness and it was becoming increasingly harder to back out.

Kyungsoo: Hey, it’s me…Soo.

Her: Is this what they call you around the northern parts? Soo? Well hot dang it sheriff, I’m scared.

Kyungsoo: Pardon me?

Her: It was just a joke Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo: Oh.Right. What are you doing?

Her: Why do you care?

Kyungsoo: Sorry, did I offend you? I just wanted to know…

Her: No…Kyungsoo I was just joking. It was meant to be a mean joke…Nevermind. I just came out of the shower, you?

His face straightened and eyes widened as he began to create an inappropriate image in his head, but then he frowned as the image became blurry. He was confused. What did a foreign body look like, was it structured the exact same way; it had to be, hadn’t it?

Kyungsoo: I’m talking to you.

Her: Right. I guess you are. You must be that bored then, huh?

Kyungsoo: No I’m not bored… I had fun today
Kyungsoo: Thank You.
Kyungsoo: I’m sorry for invading your personal space.
Kyungsoo: Do you hate me for that? Do you find me annoying?

Her: Woah ‘Soo’ calm down and slow down. I’m glad you had fun. I did too, it was unexpected, yes. But it is nice to have visitors round and I feel like you’re slowly opening up to me which is nice…I’m just glad I don’t scare you. Honestly I thought you hated me at first…I thought everyone would because I’m different…It scares me when I think about it so thank you for treating me well.

His heart stopped a little bit as he stared at her last message and he felt extremely guilty. It’s not that he hated her, but he knew he still held prejudices that he somehow couldn’t help and he wasn’t supposed to be speaking to her. Because he was supposed to hate her, yet she was oblivious to it all.

Kyungsoo: We’ll still go to the city tomorrow, right?

Her: Yeah sure we will, I’m glad you got home safely. I’m tired so I’m going to go to sleep, goodnight Soo. ❤️ 

He was sad, he didn’t want for the conversation to end just there, he wanted to continue talking to her and suddenly he felt an emptiness in his chest. He realised that this was the first real friend he had. Then his heart quickened at the icon at the end of the text. A red love heart, what was she trying to tell him. He frowned, she knew that he was getting married why would she send such a thing?

He jumped and threw his phone under the bed as he heard the door slam open.

“Nanu what is wro!—”

“Nanu, I told you to knock.”

“Well if he’s not hiding anything he shouldn’t have to worry should he. He shouldn’t be hiding things from his fiancée anyway should he?” Nanu smirked as he pulled a face and disappeared.

“Lena?” Kyungsoo’s eyes widened as he sat up quickly on his bed, in essence he was staring at his fiancée and all of a sudden this made him feel guilty about texting her though it was all innocent it made him feel as though he were a dirty cheat. Especially for conjuring up inappropriate images in his head.

“Hi.” She gave him a half-hearted smile. One that didn’t really belong to her. Something was the matter.

“What’s wrong?” He kept his eyes trained on her figure as she sat down on the edge of his bed.

“Nothing… I just haven’t heard from you for a little while, I thought you were mad at me maybe…” She tapped her fingers awkwardly on her thighs and dared not look at him.

“Why would I be mad at you?” He shifted closer to her, pulling her into a hug as he realised that there were tears dripping from her face into her palms. “I’ve just been busy lately I’m sorry. Besides I don’t really want to talk about the we—”

“It’s not about the wedding Kyungsoo. It’s just about being friends. We’ve not spoken as friends for a while and I thought maybe…you didn’t really think about our friendship anymore…maybe you found better friends in the city.”

“No…of course not.” Kyungsoo whispered and he saw his wrist turn a slightly deeper shade of purple. He frowned and pulled his shirt sleeve down. Did that mean he was an hour closer to dying? “It’s okay Lena, don’t worry about it. You’re over thinking.” He mumbled into her hair. She slowly turned to look at him and wrapped her hands around his neck.

“I’m sorry. I just want to make sure we stay friends forever, even if that’s all we are.” She sighed as she looked up at him. Then out of the blue for reasons beyond Kyungsoo’s understanding he found himself leaning in to plant a kiss on Lena’s lips, who then softly kissed him back, but he attributed it to wanting to comfort her. “I wanted to see how you were, but I should go.” Lena rushed her sentence as she stood up from the bed. “I’ll see you when you’re free.” She quickly rushed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

“Yeah.”
Kyungsoo breathed as he found himself reaching for his phone under the bed to reread the text messages he had just sent.

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Conner during winter: *uses his ttk to do basically everything, wrapped in a million blankets*

Tim sighed, moving to sit next to the lump on the couch that was more blanket than man. Though man wasn’t exactly what he wanted to call Kon, considering the childish way he was hiding himself away. 

He wished he knew how long his boyfriend had been at this, but he’d been gone for days working on a mission. Tim hated that it was entirely possible that Kon had been like this the entire time, without Tim even having the faintest idea. …Though he wasn’t exactly sure if he was angry with Kon or not, yet.

“Babe,” he started, carefully, trying to have patience with his boyfriend. “You know you have to come out sometime.”

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Hey Taylor! My name is Fathma. I’m a swiftie from Houston,TX. I just wanted to tell you how much “mean” means so much to me. I can relate so much to it that I have to listen to it everyday. It was actually one of the first few songs I’ve heard from you. It’s special to me, and I wanted to thank you for writing this beautiful masterpiece.

I’ve only seen you once, but it was the BEST day of my life. I wish I could relive that day everyday. I could not stop smiling for a long time. It all started when I finally won tickets a week before the show. It took me exactly six months to win tickets since my family couldn’t afford it. When I won, I won tickets + backstage tour. I was stoked!! On the day of the show, I went to school with a huge smile on my face. I aced that spanish test then left school early to get ready and go to the stadium. When I arrived to the ticket booth, I opened the envelope and only saw tickets. I was shocked not seeing the backstage passes. When the doors opened, I ran to Taylor Nation. I really wanted to take a cute father + daughter picture with my dad. After we took it, I saw kevin from TN. I talked to him about been wanting this day to come. I gave him a letter for you and then out of nowhere he gave me front row. He told me not scream so I held it in. I was sobbing. I couldnt believe it. I enjoyed the rest of the show & you kept noticing me in the crowd with my heart dress and light up sign. You pointed and looked at me with a smile. It was the best day. I’m glad I got to shake it off with you on a wednesday night. I needed this. Thank you. #1989TourHouston

Later on I sent you fanmail in August to your Nashville fanmail address. It arrived there but I dont know if you got it. It was an early birthday gift & a letter for you and taylor nation. I hope you got it.

Then you had a show in October for F1 Race. I wanted to go so badly. Austin is only three hours away from Houston but my family couldn’t afford it. I was offered a single ticket but I couldn’t go without an adult. I was upset that the one show you did in 2016 was three hours from me. Atleast I was there virtually through videos.

Lastly, I was recently invited to see you in my hometown Houston for the Superbowl Preshow party which is twenty minutes from me! Sad part is that I can’t go since both people attending must be 18+. I’m not 18 yet. I wish I could go. Maybe this is a sign? Who knows? I hope we can reunite soon Taylor.

I just want to thank you for everything. Even though I might not be able to see you soon, just know I will always be supporting you. Thank you for everything. I love you with all my heart. Sending you huge hugs from Houston!


xoxo fathma :)

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