#I took a pic of my plate but it was a mess LOL so I had to do that instead

[theloveinc]

anyway here ended up being dinner :)

#I made a whole rack that’s just the leftovers condensed #I took a pic of my plate but it was a mess LOL so I had to do that instead #the bread is good but I kinda forgot rosemary is… rosemary #lol #I stole it from the schoolyard down the block #huhehheheh #caitie blabs #caitie foods

[romysradio]

The One With the Longhorns Shirt - J.S.

summary - Y/N is trying to figure out how to tell the father of her baby that she is pregnant. Her friends are ever-desperate to find out who it is, and Phoenix takes matters into her own hands and help her out.

warnings - language, pregnancy, just fluff basically lol, use of Y/N

wc - 2.3k

A/N - Oooook, my first pic! I wanted to start with something fun and I was watching Friends, so this is basically just the episode where Phoebe, Monica, and Joey find out who the father of Rachel's baby is. It's my favorite episode, okay, sue me (please don't). P.S., for the sake of this fic, let's pretend Jake is not like Glen and does not mention UT Austin every other sentence. P.P.S, Javy and Jake went to UT Austin together because they are the bestest of friends and no one can tell me otherwise.

part 2

“Wait, so who's the father? Does he know yet? Are you gonna tell him?” Nat peppered you with questions. 

It was a Saturday morning, and Phoenix and Bob were over at Rooster and your place for breakfast when you revealed to them that you were pregnant. Currently, the three of you had finished your meals and were lounging in the living room catching up. You sighed, gazing between two of your best friends, “No, he doesn’t know yet. I’ll tell you once I tell him this afternoon, I just have to figure out how I’m gonna tell him first.”

“Wow,” Phoenix exhaled, “that’s crazy. You’re telling this guy today and he has absolutely no idea it’s going to happen. I mean, like, you’re just gonna knock on his door and change his entire life.”

Phoenix’s words echoed in your ears. There was no malicious intent behind what she had said, she was just thinking out loud and you knew that, but it still got you worried. You began to pick at your nails, a nervous habit you’d had since childhood. Were you wrong for thinking the father had a right to know?

“Well, I mean, it doesn’t have to change his life, I’m not gonna ask him for anything. I just think he deserves to know,” You replied, somewhat defensively.

“No, you’re totally right, he does. It’s just like, he’s walking around right now thinking ‘I had sex with Y/N L/N, I rock!’. Then BAM everything is different, and he’s deciding if he wants to be a father or not. That’s wild.” Shaking her head absentmindedly, Phoenix stood up from her chair to put her plate in the sink.

You sat cross-legged in the armchair, eyes wide with fear and anxiety at her words. The seriousness of the situation hung in the air. Bob took in your now-fearful demeanor and moved closer to you, sitting on the arm of your chair.

Rubbing your back reassuringly, he carefully tried to repair all of the damage Natasha managed to do in minutes. “Y/N, ignore her. I know it’s scary, and I know you’re worried about how much this is gonna change the father’s life, but you just gotta do it. Don’t think, just do, huh?” He winked, nudging your arm.

Looking up at him, you sighed heavily. “You’re right. I’m gonna tell him today, I swear, I am. But I do have some errands I want to get done before I do,” Standing up from the chair, you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your phone, wallet, and keys and placing them in your bag, “Rooster will be home in a little bit, so feel free to hang out until then if you want.” Your friends nodded in response, as they began cleaning up what was left of the meal.

“Sounds good, honey. We’ll clean up the mess from breakfast. Let us know if you need anything today, yeah?”

“Of course, Nix. I’ll see you guys later!” You yelled, pulling the door shut behind you as you exited.

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About an hour after you had left, Rooster walked into the house. He had just come back from his morning workout, dropping his keys in the bowl and toeing off his shoes. With headphones on, he walked right past his two friends sitting on his couch, both silently occupied, one by magazine and the other by phone. Registering something in his peripheral, Rooster slowly backpedaled, taking in his friends’ forms and removing his headphones as he moved farther into the room. “Hello, people who don’t live here.”

“Hey, Rooster.”

“Hi, Bradley.”

“Soooo is there a reason you guys are here or...? Not that I’m not absolutely thrilled for the unexpected company of people I work with and see every single day” He asked, as he sat in the armchair next to the couch Phoenix and Bob were occupying. “We had breakfast with Y/N this morning and she had to run a few errands but said we could hang out for a little.” Bob replied, putting his phone away.

“Man, isn’t it crazy that she’s pregnant?” Phoenix quipped, piquing Bradley’s attention as she placed the magazine on the coffee table. 

“I’m sorry, she’s what?!” Rooster’s eyes practically bugged out of his head, this was the first he was hearing of this. “Since when?!” 

“Since this morning. Or, well, definitely before this morning, but she told us this morning,” Bob supplied. Bradley stilled, mulling over the new information.

“Dude you’re gonna have a baby living here soon. Well, unless she moves in with the father,” Phoenix spoke amusedly. “Wait, who’s the father?” Rooster asked, now needing to know all the details. 

“We don’t know. She said she won’t tell us until she tells him, but she’s telling him today, so...” The brunette woman trailed off. The three aviators sat in silence for a few moments until Bradley let out a quiet gasp, “I wonder if it’s that dude.”

“There’s a dude? Well, who is it?” Bob followed up.

“Yeah, well, like a month ago, this guy spent the night with Y/N. I didn’t get a good look at the guy but,” Rooster stopped abruptly as he stood from his seat and walked down the hall towards the bedrooms. “Was that story over?” Phoenix asked, brow furrowed in confusion as she turned towards Bob. Bradley walked back to the living room holding a burnt orange Texas Longhorns t-shirt, “The guy left this.”

Phoenix gasped, grabbing the t-shirt, “Oh my god, I know who the father is!”

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While you were out trying to run errands, you had received multiple texts from Nat telling you to meet her at the Hard Deck at 5. As you pulled your Jeep into the parking lot at 4:59 p.m., you spotted her waiting outside the doors for you. You exited your car, and made your way over to your friend. 

Natasha eyed you as you approached, giving you a smug grin. “Okay, because I am such a good friend and also feel very bad about freaking you out this morning, I called the father and asked him to meet you here so you could tell him. Go on!” She rushed, trying to force you through the double doors of the bar.

You immediately stopped in your tracks, planting your feet in the wooden steps before she could get you inside. “Hey, woah, woah, wait a minute, Phoenix, how do you even know who the father is?” 

She scoffed. “I’m more than just a damn good fighter pilot with an ass that won’t quit,” Nat smirked. You rolled your eyes in response. She then pulled the Longhorns shirt from her bag and held it up for you to see, “I believe this belongs to the father of your baby.”

Your eyes widened at the sight of the shirt in Natasha’s hands. You eyed the article of clothing, contemplating your choices. You could run to your car and drive away like a coward or you could just walk in there and face the father of your future child. Exhaling shakily, you grabbed the door handle, “Alright, let’s just rip the bandaid off.”

The Hard Deck in the afternoon was mostly empty, with only a few patrons scattered around the large bar. You could hear Penny puttering around in the back somewhere, presumably doing inventory. You supposed the less people were here, the better, on the off chance the father caused a scene. Looking around, you were confused, not finding the man you were expecting to see. You were met with an elbow to the ribs as Natasha nudged you and a voice caught your attention, “Hey, Y/N.”

You whipped around to see Coyote’s smiling face as he lifted himself out of the booth he had claimed. “Coyote, h-hi,” You stuttered as he pulled you in for a hug, thrown off by his presence.

“So, what’s this about?” He asked, as the three of you slid into the booth. 

You looked at him, unable to form words. 

“Y/N has something that she wants to tell you,” Phoenix spoke bluntly, “And, I believe that this,” she unfolded the burnt orange shirt, “is your Longhorns t-shirt?”

You shook your head, giving Natasha a pointed glare for her bluntness.

“Uh, no,” Coyote confusedly began, as he slowly pulled up the front of his gray hoodie, “This is my Longhorns t-shirt.” There, in front of you and Phoenix, sat Coyote, wearing the exact same Longhorns t-shirt as the one in Nat’s hands. The one belonging to your baby daddy.

“Oh, no,” Phoenix mumbled to herself, realizing what she had done. Her eyes darted between the two of you before she pushed herself to her feet. “Can I get anyone a drink? or poison? Just me? Ok.” And with that, she excused herself and began walking around the bar in search of Penny.

You sighed, taking in the gorgeous man sitting across from you. His sparkling brown eyes focused on you. You were about to cut to the chase and tell him what the fuck just happened when he started speaking again.

“Y’know, I’m really glad Phoenix called me. I know we kind of called things off a last year, but I’ve been doing some thinking and I really think we should give it another try,” He looked at you with hope-filled eyes, “We can take it slow or however you want to -”

“Javy, I’m pregnant,” You blurted in the middle of his sentence. You just couldn’t bear to lead him on any longer. He needed to know the truth. “Sorry. I didn’t mean for that to come out so harsh. I just–what we had was fun and you are such an amazing guy. I value our friendship so much, but I’m having this baby and I can’t put that responsibility on you. I’m so sorry, Javy.”

“Oh,” The weight of your words lingered like storm clouds over the two of you. Javy moved his gaze to the table and his now empty glass of water. Your heart ached for him. The two of you had gone out for 6 months the year before but decided to end things that spring. You ended on good terms, and because you lived with one of his close friends and coworker, the two of you still hung out together occasionally. He let out a dejected sigh and once again looked at you, “I’m happy for you. You’re gonna be a great mom.”

“Thanks, J, that means a lot.” You replied quietly. Awkward silence quickly overcame you both, soft notes emanating from the jukebox filled your eras as Coyote gazed around the room, desperately looking anywhere but your eyes. The discomfort radiated off him in waves, the least you could do was put him out of his misery. “Javy?”

“Yeah?” He pulled his gaze to you as he waited for your next words.

“You can go if you want.” 

As soon as the words left your mouth, he was out of the booth. You knew not to take it to heart, you had just interrupted his proposition of getting back together with the news of you having another man’s baby. Slowly, you slid out of the booth and made your way to Nat, extremely ready to go home and forget this just happened.

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You unlocked the front door and slowly shuffled your way inside, placing your bag on the hook and keys in the bowl. Phoenix followed closely behind, placing the Longhorns shirt on the side table by the front door. “Hey, how’d it go with Coyote?” Bradley hopped up from the couch and made his way towards you.

“Well, pretty fuckin’ awkward considering Coyote’s not the father, and since when do you know?” You replied tiredly as Bradley pulled you into a bear hug. “Since Phoenix told me this morning,” he smiled, “And I’m so happy for you, toots.”

You pulled your head from his chest to glare at Natasha before turning back to Bradley. “Thanks, Roo.” You gave him one last squeeze before releasing him and sitting down at the kitchen table. 

Bob turned, looking at you over the back of the couch, “So, if it’s not Coyote, are you ever gonna tell whoever it is?”

“Yeah, I will. I just don’t think I’m up for it tonight,” Your friends and roommate nodded at your answer, “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I am tired from growing another human inside me and all of this baby daddy nonsense, so I am going to lie down.” You slowly stood from the chair and shuffled down the hallway towards your bedroom.

Minutes after you went to bed, Payback and Hangman came by to return a wetsuit Payback borrowed that morning from Rooster. “Hey man, thanks again for letting me borrow it, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go surfing and see Hangman absolutely eat shit several times,” the taller, dark-skinned man chuckled with Rooster as Hangman sat on the couch next to Bob, practically pouting. 

“Of course, any time, man. Are you guys staying for dinner?”

“Nah, my wife’s making dinner right now, so I actually need to get going, but thanks again!” Payback said as he walked out. 

Jake stood up, stretching his sore body from a day of surfing, “I should probably get going too, I have to pick up my sister and her family from the airport in a few hours.” The tall blonde began to walk towards the front door. “Hey, my Longhorns shirt!” he exclaimed as he picked up the pile of fabric off the table near the entrance, “I’ve been looking for this for like a month.” Shaking his head, he tossed it over his shoulder as he opened the door and left.

“Oh. My. God!” Nat and Bob cried simultaneously. They watched Bradley gasp loudly a few seconds later, “OH MY GOD!”

#jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin #hangman x reader #tgm fic #jake seresin fluff #glen powell #jake seresin fic #jake seresin x you #top gun hangman #hangman fic #towtls #the one with the longhorns shirt #friends-inspired au #romysradio

[mm2305]

Hello, hello! This week, we are going on a little:

Home Tour!

Notes: Answer the following with pictures (dialogue from your characters is optional!). Collages are highly encouraged if you want to answer a question with multiple pictures because tumblr mobile only allows 10 total pics. Otherwise, tumblr on a desktop lets you add multiple pictures (non-beta)!

For both:

What does the outside of the home look like? (Front/back yard, garden, pool, etc)

Living room and home office (if any)?

Kitchen and dining room?

Bedrooms? (Master, guest, others)

Other rooms?

Do you own your dream home? If not, what does that dream home look like?

What is your favorite room to spend time in with each other?

Hey Bree! Sorry for responding so late (again lol). I'm no expert at interior design so please bear with me. Once again this was great to do and thank you for doing this my dear. Without a further ado, let's go!

Note : these are answered not as newlyweds but about 6 years into their marriage.

{Previous parts here}

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Olivia *calling out * : Babe are the girls ready?

Ethan *rushing down the stairs holding two small bags* : Yeah all good, Liv! Vic, Lisa go say bye to mommy.

*the two little girls run over to where Olivia is standing and hug her tightly*

Olivia : Be good for auntie Sienna okay?

Both the girls : yes mommy! Love youu

Olivia : I love you too my princesses. Now go with daddy. Have fun!

Ethan *kissing Liv's forehead* : I'll be back in 30 minutes, love. When is Bree coming?

Olivia : In about an hour or so. Drive safe baby.

Ethan : always

----an hour later----

*doorbell rings and Olivia opens the door*

Bree : Hey Liv!

Olivia : Bree! Come in!

Bree : thank you. How are you all doing?

Olivia : we're good. You know the usual. How about you? Can I get you some coffee, tea? Oh I have some cupcakes too if you want.

Bree : A coffee would be nice, thank you. So a house tour today! Are you excited?

Olivia : Oh yes! But Ethan popped down to leave the girls to Sienna, he must be arriving any minute--

Ethan : Darling I'm home!

Olivia : there he is.

*Ethan comes in and hugs Liv*

Ethan : Welcome to our home Bree. How have you been?

Bree : Everything's good, thanks for asking. So ready to start the tour?

Olivia : Let's go!

Front door, pool/backyard etc

Olivia : Okay, you saw the front door but I assume you need some photos right?

Bree : that's right.

Ethan : okay the let's go from there.

Olivia : We really fell in love with this house because there are so many large windows allowing plenty of light inside. I know it seems like a traditional American home but I adore it.

Bree : It's beautiful.

Ethan : Going to the back is the garden/backyard. We allow the girls only here because it's protected and there's tons of space for them to run around.

Olivia : We also added furniture here because we always love hanging out and eating here. Plus it's great for parties and having our friends over.

Living room and home office

Ethan : technically we have two living rooms.

Olivia : Yes, one is larger and more "formal" while the other is more cozy and the decor is a bit different. The whole house is in tones of white, blues, greys and black,while this room is a bit warmer. We have the TV there and a little bit of something else.

Bree : Wow your home is truly beautiful. Liv, I didn't know you played.

Olivia : Thank you Bree. I actually took years of lessons as a kid and teen. Then with college and med school it was pushed to the back. Ethan didn't know about it till we met my parents who still had my baby grand tuned. *going over to the piano and softly stroking the keys* Ethan got me this as a gift for our 5th wedding anniversary. The girls love to hear me play and they seem interested in music too... Want me to play you a piece?

Bree : Wow.. I mean.. If you're sure...

Olivia *smiling* : Take a seat.

*Olivia plays a soft yet cheerful tune on the piano. She finishes and gets up to the applause of Ethan and Bree*

Olivia : Thank you guys. Alright let's move to the office.

Ethan : We try to not bring work back home, but we need the office on the days we need to work from home. We added the library too, so this room is more than a workplace.

Olivia *smirking* : sure is. Plenty of uses for this room. Right darling?

Ethan : Let's move to the kitchen.

Kitchen and dining room

Olivia : This is our dining room and straight ahead the kitchen.

Olivia : I just love the black wood on the kitchen and there's so much counter space.

Ethan : We spend lots of time here because we both enjoy cooking together, but also because our girls are very into it too. They like to have us cut their vegetables, for example, into shapes and arrange then in their plates. Or baking with Liv. It's a mess after but it's worth it.

Olivia *smiling* : Totally worth it

Bedrooms (master, kids, guest)

Ethan : Upstairs we have all the bedrooms. This is our master bedroom and bathroom.

Ethan : Olivia really outdid herself with our bedroom. The colors are so calming.

Olivia : Thanks babe. The bedrooms next to ours are the girls' ones.

Ethan : in the future, if they agree, we're thinking of them moving into a single room. They are pretty close and even now, they are together all the time, they just sleep in different beds.

Olivia : Lastly down the hall is the guest room.

Other rooms?

Olivia : Back to our bedroom we go!! My darling Bree I present you our walk in closet!

Olivia : I've wanted to have this as soon as we saw the house so we had some alterations to the house plan and ta-da!

Ethan : She's always so excited to be here.

Olivia : It's my paradise Ethan. Now let's go to the basement.

Ethan : This is our bar/adult playroom.

Olivia : Aka his man cave.

Ethan : I am not going to comment on that. Besides your friends are here all the time too so it is not a man cave.

Olivia : Whatever you say babe. He did a good work with the decor. All by himself. I'm still seriously impressed.

Ethan *chuckles* : You are so surprised

Olivia : You can't blame me. Now the last room. Our very own home theater!!

Olivia : definitely one of the best decisions I've ever made. We needed this in our home.

Ethan : I wanted a home gym but she convinced me to do this instead.

Olivia : Pf please. There are plenty of gyms around but this? Our own place to watch movies? Just relaxing and doing nothing but cuddling and --

Ethan : Okay you're right, we know it, love.

Olivia *grinning*: We've been together for years, yet these words remain my all time favorite.

Ethan : *lovingly rolls eyes and smiles*

Do you own your dream home?

Ethan : We do.

Olivia : Absolutely. When we got married we decided we would stay at Ethan's apartment for a couple of years, then look for a house. We did intend to have a family so...

Ethan : We bought this house around the start of Liv's second pregnancy with Elisa and by the time she gave birth the house was ready to be furnished. We moved here about 3 months later, with lots of help from our family and friends.

Olivia : And this home, every part of it, was shaped by both of us so we do love living here.

What is your favorite room to spend time in with each other?

Ethan : Well... Aside firm the bedroom... The "informal" living room. There are days we'll just be sitting, Liv playing and me reading and just being together. It's the moments of calm that we need and keep us going.

Olivia : Plus, it's the place we spend time with our girls as a family. We always make sure to have time for them every day, despite our schedules. We want them to feel close to us and *holding Ethan's hand and looking at him* I think we are doing a pretty good job with them.

Bree : Honestly, I have no doubt that you do. Thank you for having me here guys, your home is absolutely fantastic.

Ethan : It's always a pleasure Bree.

Bree : I'll see you both soon, then. Have a great afternoon!

Olivia : You too Bree!

*****

A/N : so this is it! Thank you for reading this!

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[selfwriting-sugarquills]

Can you do headcanons for what Fred and George’s flat is like and what each of their own personal rooms are like please ❤️

A/N: I LIIIIVEE!!! 

Alright: So I went a little overboard here maybe but I built what I imagine their flat looks like (or at least what I imagined it looked like when I wrote HITR) enjoy!! xxx

What 93B Diagon Alley looks like: 

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“Bed,’ said an undeceived Mrs Weasley at once. ‘I’ve got Fred and George’s room all ready for you, you’ll have it to yourself.’

‘Why, where are they?’

‘Oh, they’re in Diagon Alley, sleeping in the little flat over their joke shop as they’re so busy,’ said Mrs Weasley. ‘I must say, I didn’t approve at first, but they do seem to have a bit of a flair for business! Come on, dear, your trunk’s already up there.” - Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Chapter 5 (An Excess of Phlegm)

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Anywho, I’ll go through each room and introduce the headcanons I have for the particular room as we go along, enjoy! xxx - Amy

The floorplan: Ahah, yes, ‘small flat’ huh, Molly?

The floorplan I built is roughly shaped after a picture I found of the shop’s exterior. You’ll notice that the kitchen (bottom left corner) has that little strange shape where the statue of one of the twins’ would be. In the flat itself, you enter in the bottom right corner and have access immediately to the kitchen and the bathroom. In between the kitchen and bathroom, there’s the opening to the living room, through which you can enter the twins’ rooms on either side.  

The livingroom: It’s quite small, and so the twins have crammed in two sofas, perfect for reading, doing work after work or snuggling with a potential s/o. It’s one of the few areas of the house that is always clean because the twins have developed a habit of sorting their work in the kitchen or in their rooms in order to create a sort of ‘no work sanctuary’ where they only leisure. Since they don’t own a tv, it’s one of the more peaceful parts of the apartment. 

Kitchen: Confession time, I actually hc their kitchen as having dark cabinets, because it is the 90′s and for some reason, wooden cabinets are associated with the 90′s in my head lol. However, I didn’t like how it looked with the light green walls (I refuse to believe that Fred and George would paint their walls white) So I took the liberty of making their cabinets white. I actually think their kitchen would be a little more cluttered on a day to day basis since they probably work all the time in the first years after opening the shop so it’s not uncommon to see mugs and plates near the sink and such, though they try to keep it clean. No dishwasher, because who needs a dishwasher when you’ve got magic. If you check the kitchen island/counter-thing in pic 1-2. You’ll see a messy pile of envelopes, which of course would be a mixture of bills, orders and inventory run-downs - aka. the workload that keeps the twins working after work has technically finished. Later on, they hire more sales assistants and give Verity a promotion, so they have less to keep track off in order to focus on their home-life, not wanting to be that partner who constantly works without having time for their s/o (or potential kids). 

George’s room: George attempts to keep his room clean. When I say “attempt” I mean he shoves all his mess into corners so they can’t be spotted as easily. Things like boxes, trial runs of projects, sketches, quidditch gear, old school supplies etc. They all go into corners or onto the desk, which is, besides the bed, the most used item in the room; it’s also the only other item if you think about it. I imagine the twins work pretty much 24/7 right after opening the shop, so they don’t put a bunch of stuff in their rooms because they don’t have time to pick up and use any stuff, which is sad. 

Fred’s room: Fred is messier than George but is smart enough to mimic the corner technique, though he sometimes clutters the floor throughout the week until he gets to Sunday and realises how messy his room is. Fred also keeps an assortment of boxes with products, tools for creating new things and various samples on his desk, where he’ll sometimes sit and write ideas until he falls asleep on top of his notes. He’s kept a lot of his posters from his childhood, and so he’s put them up in his room, though he was never sure where to put them so he just sort of hung them up in clutters. 

Bathroom: Issa bathroom, innit? not much else to say there. 

Nook: 

George: We need to put something there, Fred. 

Fred: Why? 

George: Look at it, it looks so empty and weird. 

Fred: Fine, let’s put…. a dresser/desk thing there and we can keep stuff in it. 

And thus: The nook was born, holder of random objects and notebooks. Its sole purpose is to make the space between the living room, entrance hallway and kitchen feel less naked. A position it holds up well and with pride. 

#Fred and George Weasley #fred and george weasley headcanons #fred weasley headcanons #george weasley headcanons #HITR #93 Diagon Alley #weasley's wizard wheezes #fred weasley #george weasley #weasley twins #weasley twins headcanons #weasley twins x reader #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader

[tehohaews]

hii orthy!! 🤗 I just need to scream about todays atots ep 😭😭 that was sooo good agshsjjd i can‘t even put all the emotions it made me feel into words 😭 like, I loooved every ep so far but today I literally just kept going „why am I crying??“ 😭😭 they‘re so soooft, the way phu listened to nam and started making in effort to be nicer to tian and all their stares, their smiles AHHH 🥺🥺 the scene after phu drove tian home and they were standing in front of tian’s house and kept turning back around to look at eachother 😭😭 and the talk between tian and tul ❤️ maybe gmmtv deserves some rights agshdjs p‘aof definitely does, everything he does is such a masterpiece!! tian is so cute with the kids aswell I‘m just 🥰🥰🥰 okay I‘m done hahah I hope you have a nice day/night! 💕

LARAAAA HIIIII I am BACK to answer this again (let's hope it gets posted this time or I will cry). Ep5 really was something huh 😭😭😭 Like the previous eps were already very good but somehow they managed to make it even better 😭😭😭. So I was actually rewatching bits of the previous eps before the premiere and noticed that in the first ep they cut the scene right after Tian fainted/fell so it wasn’t clear if he took part in the racing and I was like SEE THAT? Tian fainted and they rushed him to the hospital so there's no way he was involved in torfun's death 🤡. And then the ep started and the first scene they showed us was THAT djdjjdjdj. So personally i don't think tian killed torfun partly for the reason that it would be a mess to deal with plot wise and also for the fact that they are leading us to believe that but then at the last moment they might be like lmao bitch you thought sjksksks. Anyway we'll deal with this later hehe moving on. I loved his lunch date with dr nam 🥺🥺. Not @ nam saying his friend has a chance RIGHT infront of Tian's face lol. Poor tian was going to choke sjjsjsjs. Also 🥺🥺 they would've even gone for dessert later if it wasn’t for that annoying evil jerk 😠 I'm praying that he doesn’t make a cameo again in the future eps cause Tian already has so much in his plate. Speaking of cameos P'AOF DJJDJDJS I WAS SCREAMING WHEN THAT HAPPENED and also that was his asst director I think? Both of them also worked on s2g together. Also get yourself a friend like tul who would drop everything he's doing and travel 686 km just to see you. I really thought that he was going to be problematic at first but he was just what Tian needed 😭😭😭 I was a mess during the entire coming out scene and had to pause a few times and ask myself WAS THIS REALLY HAPPENING. Also kudos to mix cause boy every single one of Tian's expressions in that scene is 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. And when Tul said what if I tell you i like woman would you be surprised 😭😭 the way I was laughing and crying at the same time. And also his cat and dog metaphor 🥺🥺. One of my most favourite part in the ep was the parallels they were showing with phupha and the rangers and tian and tul (are we SURE this is gmmtv?). Also the scene where Tian gets hit in the chest and clutches it looked SO PAINFUL I WAS A SOBBING MESS and screaming nooo don't hurt my son 😭😭😭. I think him later fainting(someone said it's a heart attack omg) was due to this and he was also shivering when they went out to fly the kites 😭 heart problems aside his immunity is also very fragile and his meds are probably immunosuppressants so even the slightest infection or such could be life threatening and he isn't exactly living in the most hygiene place on earth 😭😭 This is sad let's deal with this later too lol. His SECOND DATE with phupha tho 🥺🥺😭😭😭😭 They're convo in the car and Phupha actually listening to advice from a v drunk dr nam lol. Also can we please NOT talk about phupha taking tian's pic and smiling at it so adorably cause I WILL CRY if we do 😭😭🥺🥺🥺 and if he sets it as his wallpaper and looks at it every hour of the day(and night)? PAINNNNNN all I see is painnnn. And please them not wanting to say goodbye to eo after spending the entire day together 😭 like they were JUST standing there and smiling at eo and nothing else 😭😭😭 and their smiles oh god 😭😭 this entire scene was so raw and beautiful like they both know that there is something there but don’t know how to say it and DO YOU JUST CRY KDKDKDKD. Tian was absolutely adorable with the kids 🥺🥺 remember when they didn’t like him but NOW? Family 🥺🥺 Also probably my most favourite scene was their glances after phupha wrote tian's name 😭😭😭 Tian's shy smile and Phupha smiling at him like THAT??? 😭😭😭 And we're choosing to believe that the ep ended with all of them flying kites and having the time of their life okay?okay

#asks #atotsphutian #lara 🦢 #tl;dr I LOVEEED THIS EP #also thank you so much for this 🤗🤗 #I'm sorry it took a while but as i said tumblr hates me 😭😭 #hope you’re having a lovely day and taking care of yourself 💕💕💕 #also damn kudos to you for writing this within a word limit after THAT ep #this is my second time writing this and as you can see i cant stop talking about this ep #hehe love yaaaa 💕💕💕

[heathenarmyimagines]

Title: A Different Time (Final)

Summary: Now that they know how to go home it is time for the Vikings to go back to their own century.

Pairing: Ivar x Reader

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen, Part Sixteen

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To say that the mood had been ruined by Sigurd last night would be a massive understatement.

Neither you nor Ivar even had the energy to speak about what had just happened, even if you did what would you say?

“I love you and we are perfect for each other but you need to go back to a land before toilet paper.”

Yeah right.

So you both just went to sleep.

Now you were waking up and Ivar was gone, but you knew last night hadn’t been a dream because your laptop was open with all kind of nonsense typed into the Google search bar. It didn’t take a genius to realize that Ivar had woken up before you and messed with your computer.

With a small sigh you closed the laptop and got out of bed to take a quick shower and brushed your teeth.

Dressed in pajamas you walked into the den and found everyone sitting around, looking very deep in thought.

‘I take it Ivar told you all about Sigurd.’ you guessed.

‘He did, he is also spouting nonsense about wanting to stay.’ Bjorn said with a scowl.

‘It is not nonsense, we have been for three days and nothing seems to have changed. Why leave if there is no reason?’ Ivar argued.

‘We all have reasons! I have a wife and children, and an entire country to raid! Not to mention that if we are all here what will happen to Kattegat? Hmmm? Our father’s kingdom, King Finehair has been waiting for years to take it over. What will keep him from doing so if we are here?!’ Bjorn shouted.

‘I do not care about Kattegat! What is it to me?! What was it to Father?! He was never there! All he wanted to do was get away from that barren place, so much so that he found England and Paris.’ Ivar spat.

‘You knew your father a short while Ivar, I knew him most of my life. Yes, Ragnar hated ruling, but he knew it was his home. Its where his family was, it’s the world he built for his sons.’ Lagertha said.

‘Why are you so keen on returning Lagertha? Are you really so eager to face me in combat?’ Ivar growled.

Lagertha smiled softly before she stood from her seat in the armchair.

‘I may not be eager, but be assured I’m ready.’

‘Hey! None of that! Not here, save all of that for when you are home. Ivar...you all are going home, I don’t like it either but Bjorn is right. You all have big roles in history as well as lives to live, you can’t just stay here.’ you said with finality.

Ivar looked visibly upset but said nothing back, and the others all seemed to take that as Ivar agreeing.

‘Good, now take the ax and send us all back.’ Bjorn said impatiently.

‘Wait.’ you said before you could stop yourself.

‘What is it?’ Ubbe asked.

‘Let’s go out, one last time. We could go to a park, get in one last good memory together before you go back.’ you said.

Sure you were procrastinating but you couldn’t help it, you really didn’t want them to leave. You didn’t want to go back to waking up alone and only having the television to keep you company.

‘I agree with (Y/N), I do not wish to have our time with her end on a sour note.’ Hvitserk said as he moved to stand between Ivar and Lagertha.

Ivar scowled at Lagertha one last time before he nodded.

‘Good, let’s go and get dressed. We can get you all ready to leave when we come back.’ you said.

The air in the room was still heavy but everyone moved to their rooms. 

As you picked out your clothes you kept having to tell yourself that you were doing the right thing, but it was hard to feel that way when all you wanted was for them to stay. 

Nonetheless, you pushed your own emotions to the side and finished putting on your sundress and white sandals. 

While you were putting on some lotion someone knocked on your door.

‘One second.’ you called before standing up and opening the door, revealing Ubbe.

‘Is everyone ready?’ you asked.

‘Not yet, but I wanted to tell you how much we all appreciate you doing this. I know it is not easy, but it is necessary.’ he said.

You nodded, keeping your eyes closed to keep them from watering.

‘Yeah, I know, but let’s not talk about it. I want to enjoy the last day with you all as much as I can.’ you smiled.

The two of you left your room and went to wait on the couch for everyone else.

While you were going through your purse making sure you had everything you needed you got a good idea.

‘Hey Ubbe come here.’ you did, motioning for him to sit closer to you.

He looked confused but did as you asked, once he was close enough you held up your phone.

‘What is this?’ Ubbe asked in wonder as he looked at his own image on your screen.

‘A picture, I want to have a few things to remember you all by, just look at the phone and smile.’ you explained.

Ubbe smiles and you do the same, once you were satisfied with angle you snapped the pic.

‘Yay, you are very photogenic.’ you comment as you showed him the picture.

‘What does that mean?’ 

‘It means you look good.’

‘Well I could have told you that much.’ he said smugly.

For the next minute or so you and Ubbe take more selfies and once everyone else came out you got one with each of them, all of them being fascinated to see their own image.

‘I really am quite handsome.’ Hvitserk said.

‘So humble Hvitserk.’ you smiled.

‘Come on, we can get breakfast at a diner, one that I don’t work at.’ you said.

You all moved out and loaded yourselves into the car.

As you drove the car was filled with joyous conversations, the vikings were speaking of all the things they would miss from this time and all the things they missed from their own.

While it was great to see that they were all excited in the backseat you couldn’t help but notice that Ivar was not participating in the conversation at all.

You reach over and put a hand on his and gave it a squeeze, if only to show that you saw that he was upset and you cared.

Once you arrived at the diner and got out you all headed inside, you were glad it wasn’t busy right now so you got a good table.

The server got everyone’s order, just the usual breakfast plates for everyone and orange juice for you.

‘So...this is it for us, our last meal together.’ you said.

‘It is, I must say that we will all miss you (Y/N).’ Lagertha said.

‘Aw I’ll miss you guys too.’

‘I’m going to miss this world, I wish I could have seen more of it, especially those sex toys. It would be amazing to have a mouth in my satchel for long journeys.’ Hvitesrk sighed.

Bjorn hummed a noise of agreement.

‘What are you whining for, you grab a girl on every raid, more than that if you are overly excited.’ Ubbe teased.

‘Been a little busy if you hadn’t noticed, not been on a raid in ages.’

‘You’ve got girls all over York too.’ Ivar said as he took a sip of water.

‘It gets boring having the same six girls.’ Hvitserk shrugged.

‘Six? You have that many?’ you asked.

‘Not that much.’

After that the rest of breakfast was spent chatting, laughing and teasing; it was as if the gloomy cloud had temporarily vanished and left everyone to enjoy their time together.

Even Ivar was laughing and making jokes with Ubbe and Bjorn, you imagine this was how they all were before everything happened.

Eventually everyone finished their food and you paid and tipped the server before you all headed to the park, you made sure not to go to the popular spots like the new playground or the lake.

You parked in the older play area, nothing was wrong with it, but a few years ago the city had built a bigger and better one closer to the lake so parents could watch their kids play while fishing.

‘What is this?’ Ubbe asked as he helped Ivar into his chair.

‘A playground, little kids used to come here to play, no one comes to this one anymore.’ you answered.

‘Did you play here?’ Hvitserk asked as he moved toward the swing set.

‘Yeah, here sit here and keep your feet off the ground.’ you smiled as you ran over and placed the viking in the swing.

Confused he followed the directions and once you were sure he was situated you began pushing him on the swing.

‘Swing your legs but keep your feet off the ground.’

The others were fascinated and curious to see what other wonders your favorite childhood play place had to offer. Within ten minutes Ubbe and Hvitserk were on the swings, Bjorn was spinning Lagertha on the merry go round and you were running Ivar all over the wheelchair track.

Everyone was having a good time and you felt like a little kid again, except you were not in that great a shape as you were back then so you had to stop to catch your breath.

‘Hold on...whew!’ you panted.

‘Are you alright?’

‘Yeah, totally...just need to a second.’ 

‘No more running for you.’ he suggested.

‘Thank you.’ you said as you began to push his chair again, walking this time.

‘Father would have loved you...Mother too.’ 

‘I would have loved to meet them.’ 

‘Do you think your mother and father would like me?’ Ivar asked.

‘My Mama would be thrilled that I let her meet you, if only to tell you embarrassing stories about me, my Dad? He’d try to kill you...if he doesn’t kill me first.’ 

‘Why? Because I’m crippled?’

‘Because you’re a boy, I’m his first born and he seems to think I’m still too young for anything involving a boy. Eventually he’d back off enough to drink a beer with you, and I’d have to remind him that I’m an adult.’ you replied.

‘What do you think would happen if I did stay?’

‘Ivar-’ you sighed.

‘I know that I can’t, but what if I did? What would happen between us (Y/N)?’

For a minute you didn’t reply, thinking it over in your head, what would happen if Ivar could stay here.

‘Who knows, maybe we would be together and everything will be amazing, I’d find a way for you to be able to go out in public and we’d live happily ever after.’ you hummed.

‘Or I would one day let my anger get the best of me and push you away, like I do with everyone I love.’ Ivar said.

You saw an old bench under a tree and placed Ivar beside it before you took a seat.

‘Maybe it would be my religion that pushes you away from me, Ivar you would not be the only one at fault if things went bad.’

Ivar took your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles.

‘Want to know what would happen if I could take you with me?’ he asked.

‘What would happen if I could go with you to Kattegat?’ you asked with a smile.

‘I would make you my wife, and I would plan a grand wedding so massive even Freya would attend to bless our marriage. Then I would make it my mission to fill you with as many children as possible.’ Ivar said.

You chuckled, not at all surprised by how large Ivar’s dream already was, he was very famous for his ambitions.

‘How many kids, all boys?’ you asked, placing your head on his shoulder.

‘At least seven, and of course a man needs daughters to spoil.’

‘Nothing is worse than a spoiled little girl.’ you scoffed.

‘You would keep her humble...just like you would have kept me sane.’ he whispered.

‘You are not crazy Ivar, you do not need me to tell you that. You are no different from any other man, except in the fact that you are the greatest man that I have ever met in my life.’ you said seriously. 

Ivar looked shocked to hear such kind words spoken to him and seemed too stunned to even speak, so he just squeezed your hand gently as he looked away.

The two of you sat there in comfortable silence, listening to the birds and bugs, just enjoying each other’s company while you could.

Eventually Ubbe came to find the two of you to tell you everyone was ready to go home.

His words held a deeper meaning, it was not your home he was talking about.

The ride was filled with silence this time , as everyone seemed to take in the fact that they were really about to leave. No more discovering all the new technology, learning all the new customs or trying new foods; once they got back to your house they would say their official goodbyes to you and your world.

While they came to terms with that you were dreading going back to living alone in that house again. Once they were gone you would go back to quiet mornings, shopping and cooking for one, and spending a majority of your time either on the couch or in your bed.

More than anything you were feared seeing Ivar leave, you knew in your heart that you would never find another guy like him. A guy who would make you feel the way he did emotionally.

It was something you noticed while you were comforting him during his panic attack, sure at the time he was clearly not feeling his best but you had remained calm in the situation. Something you had been trained to do since your brother did have seizures often when he was younger, keeping calm is important in that situation. While whenever you had to deal with that type of thing you acted composed, but inside you were always panicking.

With Ivar you were genuinely calm, you knew he would be okay and had no worries. It was as if you knew nothing would ever break him, he was Ivar the Boneless. A man who would become history’s most notorious viking, he would conquer an entire world when he went home.

You could not keep him from that, no matter how much it broke your heart to let him go.

Soon you were parked in your driveway and there was no more time to take it all in, it was time for them to leave.

Everyone got inside and you told them to gather all of the things you had bought them that they wanted to take with them. As they did that you went to the garage and got all their weapons and the bag filled with the clothes they were wearing on when they first dropped into your pool.

In less than half an hour you were all in your living room, they were back in their battle clothes with their weapons and holding a few things they’d chosen to take with them.

Hvitserk had a small necklace with a cute crown charm, he said it was for Ubbe’s wife, a woman called Margrethe. Lagertha had a ceramic owl that she said reminded her of a pet she had back home. Ubbe was holding an hourglass and he was also holding Ivar’s snow globe. Bjorn had taken a ship in a bottle that he claimed to only be taking to assure himself he hadn’t gone crazy and imagined all of this.

Ivar sat in his chair, with his eyes focused on his bound legs.

‘OK you guys please just remember that before you die you have to burn these things to ash.’ you told them.

‘Why?’ Hvitserk asked.

‘Historians spend years and years digging up things you guys left behind, it would be weird if they found a necklace that was made in China in twenty eighteen with a bunch of viking swords. Don’t leave any evidence of this stuff, swear it to me.’ you begged.

‘We swear it on our rings.’ Bjorn said honestly.

‘Good now there is one thing left.’ you said.

‘Saying goodbye.’ Hvitserk said sadly.

‘I’m going to miss you guys.’ you managed to say as a lump formed in your throat.

Hvitserk and Ubbe stepped forward and pulled you into a group hug, you ignored the stink of their clothes and how rough the armor felt against your skin, you just held them as close as you could.

‘We will never forget you (Y/N), you’re the one we lost.’ Hvitserk said as he pulled back.

‘No matter what happens when we get back home I want you to know that my first daughter will have your name.’ Ubbe smiled.

‘Oh that’s so cute.’ you smiled as you wiped your tears.

The two of them stepped aside and allowed Lagertha to pull you into a hug all her own, she held you tightly in a way that only a mother could.

‘You will always be a daughter to me, I am sad to leave you.’ she said before pulling back and placing a kiss on your forehead.

Then Bjorn stepped forward and kept his eyes on anything but you.

‘We are all thankful to you for housing us and feeding us in our time of need, none of us will forget your kindnesses, this I swear on both my arm ring and my life.’ he said formally.

You rolled your teary eyes and hit him in the chest.

‘Shut up and give me a hug you mean old man.’ you said as you wrapped your arms around him as best as you could, certain that you looked like a child next to such a large man.

‘I will miss you too Bjorn.’ you said.

Now came the last person you wanted to say goodbye to, Ivar; and by the way he was still looking down you assumed he didn’t want to hear it either.

‘Ivar.’

Before you could say anything past his name Ivar had suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you down into his lap.

‘Don’t say it. Let me imagine that I will see you again one day...please don’t say it.’ he whispered into your ear.

You tried closing your eyes to keep the tears from falling but it did not work; you hadn’t actually stopped crying since you started but now you were all out bawling into Ivar’s shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around you and held you as you sobbed, and you were sure that you felt a few tears on your shoulder as well but Ivar didn’t move an inch or make a sound.

With all the willpower you had in your body you pulled back and placed a kiss on his lips, not a deep or lustful, but you tried to bid him farewell this way since neither of you could handle it being said out loud.

‘I will see you again.’ he said.

‘Yeah, and we’ll have that big Viking wedding you promised me.’ you said, trying to smile through your sobs.

‘Then you will give me many children.’

‘Dozens of them.’ you said as you stood up and turned away from everyone, if only to give all of yourself a minute to regain your composure.

Once you had finally silenced your sobs you turned back around and found Bjorn holding the ax.

‘It is time for us all to go home Ivar.’ he said as he held out the weapon.

‘Finally.’

Everyone jumped as Sigurd appeared, standing by the fireplace.

‘Sigurd.’ Ubbe said in awe.

‘Did you miss me brother?’ Sigurd asked with a smile.

‘Of course I do, we all do.’ Ubbe said.

‘It has been chaos since you died, as you have noticed.’ Hvitserk said.

‘It couldn’t have all been avoided, but some of it could have been.’ the ghost said passive aggressively.

‘Why are you here Sigurd? Is me making the sacrifice not enough, do you need to see it too?’ Ivar spat.

‘I am only here for one thing, and is none of your concern, you’ve said your goodbyes to the woman you love, now take the ax and make your sacrifice.’ 

Ivar looked ready for a fight but Ubbe’s hand on his shoulder let him know that this was not the time to lose his temper.

Bjorn once again held the sword to Ivar.

You dug your fingernails into your palms to keep yourself from knocking the ax out of Bjorn’s hand.

‘Take the ax.’ you forced yourself to say.

Ivar looked over at you and he just looked deep into your eyes, before saying the one thing you needed to hear from him before he left.

‘I love you.’ he whispered before he put his hand on the ax.

At first you thought you were imagining the sky blue glow that seemed to be coming off of all of them, but after you blinked and it was still there you knew it was real.

They were all glowing, and the brighter that beautiful blue glow became the harder it was for you to see the vikings. Eventually the light was so bright you had to close your eyes to shield them from the glow.

Soon the light dimmed enough for you to open your eyes again, but there was nothing there. 

The only thing left in front of you was an empty wheelchair, and as much as you thought you had been prepared for it the wave of absolute loneliness knocked the wind out of you.

You barely recognized the wrecked noise that clawed its way out of your throat as you broke down literally to your knees.

It felt as if you were going to be physically sick from how hard you were sobbing, but you couldn’t stop.

‘Do not cry Miss.’ Sigurd said, his voice softer than it was before as he placed a cold hand on your shoulder.

‘Leave!’ you snapped at the ghost as you stood up and turned on him.

‘I will, but not before I put you at ease.’ 

‘How can you put me at ease?! I just met and lost what may have been the love of my life because of some stupid siblings rivalry from centuries ago!’ you yelled.

In anger you pushed him back, mildly surprised when your hands actually make solid contact.

‘Believe me I understand a broken heart and I know that right now you curse me and blame me for the ache in your chest, but allow me to put some of your worries to rest. Let me tell you how Ivar lived his days without you.’

You did not want to hear that right now, you were still trying to cope with the fact that Ivar was long dead now, but you knew that later on you would go nuts wondering what happened to Ivar.

‘Tell me.’ you said as you sat down on the couch, taking the time to wipe away your tears.

‘Ivar had many great victories in battles and war, and many failures in love. He never forgot you, and he never found a woman he could love as much as he did you.’ Sigurd said

You felt like a shit person for feeling any amount of comfort in those words, but you were a little glad to know that Ivar didn’t forget you.

‘Was he happy?’ you managed to ask.

‘...No, Ivar could never truly be happy without you by his side, but he tried to be for your sake. He died in his bed an old man in one of his many kingdoms, with his wife and children at his side.’

Your eyes watered at that bit of information, and you were unsure if you were sad or happy about it.

‘He had children.’ you repeated.

‘Yes, and he left you a message...here.’ Sigurd said as he held out the ax to you.

At first you had no desire to touch it, but you did notice carving all over the handle that wasn’t there before.

Reluctantly you took it and saw that it was in fact writing, it was the English alphabet but you didn’t understand the language. You remembered Ivar wanting to learn to read and write in English, but you never got the chance to teach him so this was most likely Old English or Latin.

‘What does it say?’

‘It says, To my love, I’ve missed you everyday since I last saw you. It has been thirty four years since that sad day, and I am on my deathbed. My wife is sleeping beside me, I must say that in a way I do love her, she gave me many children, but it is not the love I have for you. I sometimes deep in my mind curse myself for not being a filthy Christian, if I were I could see you in heaven one day and be happy with you.’ the ghost read.

Your knuckles were white from how hard you were gripping the ax, you were determined to stop crying this instant.

‘Ivar was better for meeting you, and so was his personal life with our brothers, and because of you I can finally dine with father in Valhalla. For that I am thankful to you, as are the Gods, they will not forget your sacrifice. When you are ready, they will bless you, farewell Miss.’ he said before he vanished just as he had last night.

Now alone, you began crying again, the sound of your sobs seeming to echo through the empty house.

It felt like all you did for the next two weeks was cry as you moved around the house cleaning the rooms the Vikings had used. The last room you did was your sister’s, the room that Ivar used.

You slept in there until Ivar’s scent left the sheets.

Eventually you had to return to work after your vacation was over, but your boss was still very upset about the altercation that had happened during your last visit. He had been cutting your hours and giving you dead shifts that required a lot more work with less tips.

After a month of this you were fed up and got a job at the buffet with your friend, the pay was better since it was hourly and you were also given tips.

Your finances were greatly improved but your mother needed a very expensive surgery and you couldn’t afford to throw all your money into that without putting your siblings allowances at risk.

So you figured the best thing to do was to list your home on Air B&B for extra money. It really killed two birds with one stone, you were able to afford the procedure and the house was alive again.

The guest kept you busy and some were real cheapskates but it was better than doing nothing all day and crying.

One afternoon you went to your email and saw that someone wanted to use your home for the next two months while he and his friends looked for more permanent homes in the city.

You emailed back and you both agreed on the price and time period before you finalize everything. 

At last came the day and you were making sure everything was ready for your guest, the bedrooms were clean and the fridge stocked. 

Like usual you took off the day of your guests arrival so you could give them the tour and you always like to prepare them dinner on the first night to introduce your guests to Texas.

There was a knock on your door and you went to open the door with a smile like always, but your polite smile quickly became a dropped jaw.

It was Ivar! 

Standing right at your front door, your mind was filled with a million questions. How was he here, how is he standing, what the hell is going on?! 

None of those questions could fall from your lips because before you could catch yourself they were on his.

You had thrown yourself into his arms and kissed him, overwhelmed by a flood of joy to be seeing him again after all these months.

He pulled away and looked at you awkwardly.

‘Um excuse Miss.’ he said with a stunned face.

You backed away and looked at him, taking in his jeans, muscle shirt and the headphones around his neck.

This was not Ivar, not your Ivar anyway.

‘Is this how you greet all your guest or am I special?’ he smiled nervously.

‘I-I uh… oh my God I’m so sorry I thought you were someone else entirely.’ you apologized, completely mortified. 

‘No no, it is fine, I can think of worse greetings.’ he smiled.

You shift your feet nervously as an awkward silence fell over you two.

‘Anyway, I am Alex Høgh Anderson.’ he said, mercifully breaking the silence.

‘Of course, I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N) welcome to Dallas.’ you said.

Before he could reply you heard a car door close, causing you to look behind Iv- Alex and you saw Ubbe and Hvitserk.

This time you refrained from running up to them, not wanting another awkward moment.

‘Let me introduce you, these are my buddies Jordan and Marco, guys this (Y/N) she will be hosting us.’ he introduced.

The two of them greeted you politely with waves and short hellos. 

Jordan was wearing sweats, while Marco was in straight up pajamas.

You step aside and let them all in to begin showing them around the house.

As you walked around you were struggling to keep calm, but you managed to get through it.

Of course Alex was the last one to be shown to his room while the others began unpacking. 

‘Ok this is the master bedroom, the bathroom is stocked with towels and toiletries let me know if you need anything. I’ll be in the kitchen cooking if you have any questions.’ you said.

‘Thank you and um...whoever you thought I was must have been a very lucky guy.’ Alex smiled.

You blushed as you left the room to scurry into the kitchen to start on dinner.

The second you entered the kitchen you nearly ran back out.

‘I take it you did not miss me.’ Sigurd smiled.

The ghost looked much better than he had last time, his clothes were no longer bloodied and he appeared to be brighter now.

‘What the fuck are you doing here? And what the hell have you and your Gods done to Ivar, Ubbe and Hvitserk?’ you whispered angrily.

‘Nothing, my brothers are all feasting in Valhalla, those are regular men that the Gods lead to you. What happens now is all up to you.’ 

‘What are you talking about?’

‘I told you that the Gods would not forget what you have done, nor would they leave you heartbroken.’ he said.

‘A replacement?’ you asked.

‘Who are you talking to?’ Jordan asked as he came into the kitchen.

You looked back to where Sigurd had been literally a second ago but of course he was not there now.

‘Just myself, trying to decide what to make for dinner.’ you lied.

‘Oh yeah Alex said you would make dinner some nights. I was just coming to ask for the WiFi password.’ 

You gave him the password and also took the time to ask him if any of them had any food allergies, thankfully none of them did.

‘Great, I’m sure you and your friends are all tired after getting off the plane, you can all chill out in the rooms while I cook.’ 

He thanked you and headed out, leaving you alone once more, for a minute you waited for Sigurd’s ghostly self to pop up again but he didn’t.

As you began cooking you think back to when you first developed feelings for Ivar, and how strong they were. It had taken you so long to even begin to move on and live day to day without crying at the thought of him.

You did not think you could ever feel that strongly about another man again, and a small part of you didn’t know if you wanted to.

Nearly two and a half hours later you were done with dinner; the chickens were baked, potatoes roasted, broccoli buttered and steamed and rolls were glazed with sweet honey butter. For desert you thought ice cream would do fine, since you were not sure if they would be still be hungry after dinner.

After you set the table you got out a simple bottle of champagne and put on ice, once you were satisfied that everything was ready you went to get your guests.

You never opened the bedrooms if the door was closed, it just seemed like a rude thing to do, especially if the person was a paying guest.

Jordan got right up when you knocked and told you he would get Marco, since apparently he was a heavy sleeper. Which you knew to be true when he burst into Marco’s room and you saw him straight belly flop onto his friend.

You tried not to laugh as you knocked on Alex’s door, telling him that the food was ready and he opened the door wearing sweats now. 

‘Thank you, I was starving.’ he yawned as he stretched.

‘Good I cooked plenty, should put you all right back to sleep.’ you smiled.

‘Already trying to get me in bed?’ he teased.

‘You are not going to let that go are you?’ you asked.

‘My first kiss in a new country? Nah I’m going to hold on to it for a while.’ he smiled.

‘Whatever, lets just eat, hopefully Marco is up.’ you said as the two of you walked down the hall.

‘The foods ready?’ Marco said as he finally came out of his room, wide awake with a completely exhausted Jordan behind him.

‘Yes it is.’

Finally you were all seated at the table eating and drinking while you all got better acquainted with each other since they would be staying here for two months.

‘Wait so you guys are opening a shop?’ you asked.

‘Sort of, we design and build custom furniture, the company we work for decided to go international and opened a location out here and sent us to start it off.’ Jordan said.

‘That is so dope, I actually was looking to redo the front room, maybe I’ll be customer number one.’ you smiled.

‘And we would make sure your furniture was our best work, least we could do after this amazing meal. I don’t even eat broccoli but this is delicious.’ Marco complimented.

‘Aw thank you so much.’ you smiled.

The night went on and not a crumb was left of anything, you all were full and ready to go to bed for the night.

You all got up and headed to your rooms, your room was right across from Alex’s so you two were the last ones left in the hall.

‘Um, Alex.’ you said before he could go into his room.

He turned back to you and you inwardly cursed because a small part of you hoped he hadn’t actually heard you.

‘I just wanted to say thanks, for not telling the others about...you know.’ 

‘Why would I? You don’t tell too many people when you find such a great treasure.’ Alex smiled down at you.

You were so (pleasantly) surprised by his straightforward flirtation that you couldn’t think of what to say.

Luckily Alex took mercy on your awkward self.

‘I was wondering if you would like to go out for coffee and a walk tomorrow morning. The other two will no doubt sleep until two in the afternoon if we let them.’ Alex suggested.

He had just asked you out for a date, like a real date! You hadn’t been out with any man since Ivar and the rest of his family had left, in fact you hadn’t been thinking about romance at all.

Maybe Sigurd was right and it was time to change that. Ivar would have wanted you to be as happy as you could be.

‘I would love to.’ 

‘Great, um is eight a good time?’ he asked.

‘It’s perfect, I will see you then, good night.’ you said before you finally went into your own room.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath to try and calm your racing heart. When you opened your eyes they fell on the ax on your bedside table.

With a sad sigh you walked over to it and ran your hand over the carving.

‘He’s not you Ivar, I could never expect him to be, but I will try to be happy with him. Just as I’m sure you tried to be happy for me.’ you said softly.

#ivar the boneless #ivar lothbrok #ivar x reader #ivar imagine #alex hogh andersen #alex x reader #vikings imagine #modern!vikings #Ubbe Lothbrok #hvitserk lothbrok #Bjorn Ironside #lagertha #final chapter

[straynstay]

this is my stupid “theory”

Alright, so here's my dumbass theory on 부작용 (Side Effects) M/V

DISCLAIMER: this is only my opinion and I might be completely wrong, so don't take it too seriously, this is just speculation, but bear with me and my weird mind cause this is gonna be a long trippy journey lol

First of all, Yellow Wood refers to a poem by Robert Frost called "The Road Not Taken" and this is my main source in trying to understand this whole concept of Clé 2. The poem refers to some existential questions that concern the human being, such as life and death, one's choices and the unscapable passing of time. The narrator faces two possible ways to go, but he has a hard time chosing one, feeling sorry that he can't travel both, but eventually he decides on one even though he spent a long time trying to see where the other leads to. Yellow Wood is mentioned right at the beginning [Two roads diverged in a yellow wood] and it’s considered a metaphor for our “autumn years”, when we get to "harvest" everything we "cultivated" when we were young, and it's also a time to remember and reflect upon our deeds. We see the yellow wood (a tree) that symbolizes this "passage" on the teaser as soon as they step out of the elevator. This means that SKZ is now more mature and wiser than they were before, and are looking back on their choices (Hellevator, anyone?). However, they know that for every action there's an equal and opposite reaction, and these reactions are the Side Effects of their choices.

NOW THIS IS WHERE THIS GETS CHALLENGING BECAUSE I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS MESS THAT'S INSIDE MY HEAD, HOLD MY HAND AND LET'S GO CRAZY TOGETHER!

we all know by now that this MV is focused on Hyunjin, right? we'll talk more about this later on, so let's analize the elements on the video first

The opening scene shows a bus with a lion (Miroh, anyone?) and a license plate that says "AD 2540". The only explanation for this in my point of view is that this is probably Anno Domini (referencing a long distant distopic future). Anyways... we also see some sort of security system being displayed on the screen as if they're being constantly watched (it shows up again when they trespassed the road and it reminds me of Miroh too)

We see them not taking the bus, since the MV is the development of their second choice on the teaser, and walking together with Hyunjin behind them. What called my attention is that not only we see two freaking moons (alternative universe, parallel universe, alternative reality??), but we see that the road is blocked!!! how did that bus stop there if there's no open road? Besides, the elevator seems to go down on the teaser, so they were actually up in the sky? it seems like it since it looks like there's more of that elevator structure upwards

It's morning when they begin their journey by themselves (there's reference to morning as well in the poem, and it symbolizes new beginnings, new things coming), and this is where SKZ are heading: a new path

We see them with nine dancers wearing black clothes and a mask, probably signifying their double selves that have taken a different path because they mirror their moves like a shadow

The cart's gas is almost ending, but what makes them stop is a flat tire, weird, huh? as if they were supposed to end up there somehow...

Felix sees something outside the cart that makes him happy and interested, but Hyujin seems to breakle his bubble (would he be hipnotized??) and they fight, probably because Hyunjin knows more than he shows... what could Felix see on an open field that's so appealing? Maybe whoever is watching them is also manipulating their reality? Don't know...

Throughout the MV we see the scenes changing to yellow shades and in this one we clearly see the duality between SKZ and their doubles

Don't know if it's on purpose, but here's another feline on the door

Moving on!!

After being forced to stop, they face a closed road and they seem to be pondering how to take this road. Seungmin grabs a camera and Hyujin is quite pissed that he's taking pics. Why? Here again I think that Hyunjin is probably the one that's more "lucid" in this whole alternate realities thing, but why taking pics would annoy Hyunjin so much? Would pictures mean evidence? Hmm....

Once they start fighting, we see shades of yellow again taking over the scene. In reality universe stories we know that once you decide something, other possibilities open while some close, and to me the yellow symbolizes the side effects of their actions, the paths they’re closing and opening according to their choices.

They step on a map that shows a yellow area, the elevator, open road, and the closed road they're at, so they're probably trying to figure out their own path without guidance of any sorts, they're gonna find out their way out by themselves

SKZ drives until it's dark, and Robert Frost has another poem that is called "Acquainted With The Night" that deals with themes such as isolation, insomnia, existence, and depression. The narrator says he's outwalked the furtest city light/ and he's heard an interrupted cry/ not to call me back or say good-bye/ and that a clock against the sky proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right/. According to the Owlcation website, the "poem echoes the descent into a dark place where time has no meaning and words are useless [...] there may be a sense of hopelessness, a sense that some kind of threshold has to be gone through to regain confidence and light". Jisung is looking at a city (light) that seems to be up in the clouds, probably the place from where they came down on the elevator, but now they have to face this hard dark path to reach the light again, to go up once more.

They see the bus they didn't take and they are seen by the driver through the rearview mirror, but the bus doesn't stop for them, showing they can't go back to walk the path they already left behind (although we see SKZ on the bus too, the ones on the left side of the screen on the teaser, I'll call them v.2). Some say that a bus is a metaphor for our own internal conflicts and experiences like our emotions, thoughts and memories that are "passengers" in our bus (= mind), but SKZ is not the one driving their bus, hence they're not in control of themselves. SKZ v. 1 is outside, being left behind while SKZ v.2 are just passive passengers, sleeping soundly and unaware of what’s happening on the outside.

We see them on the road with a storm behind them, symbolizing that a huge disturbance will happen. Frost also has a poem that can be related to this, it's entitled "Storm Fear" and it shows how the human mindset can be changed by the environment the person is in. We see this in Felix's part in Side Effects: I won't change, always yeh / I used to shout that, but why am I / According to my surroundings / Countlessly being changed? As a verb, we see storm on the dictionary as "moving angrily or forcefully in a specified direction", and that's how they run afterwards (although I don't get why Minho has his back turned - maybe denial? I don't know)

And here we can clearly see that there’s a distortion of their reality (and a fragmentation when  부작용 shows up on the screen). 

Soooo.... what does all of this mean? 

In my opinion, they're being affected by their choices. In Miroh we see them saying It's not hard in this rough jungle/ It was me who ran into it, I'm okay/, but in Side Effects we have I threw myself with trust in me/ But why am I being swayed?/ But why am I just being hurt?/, meaning that probably the path they chose was harder than they thought and they can't live up to their own expectations, wondering if they can actually do everything they screamed they could (we see this in Felix & Hyunjin's lines in Side Effect). In Miroh, Jisung says that they're running through the maze like a beast and avoiding all the familiar paths because it's a new challenge, but this challenge now is weighing them down and their bravado (atittude intended to intimidate) can't last anymore now that they're more experienced and going through hard times.

The way I see it, they're now in some sort of a limbo, an in between place (a maze, Miroh), constantly facing multiple paths that may lead them to the exit (they had an Entrance song in Clé 1), but they're on their own, trying to figure everything by themselves, and they're still lost and confused because they're chosing unfamiliar paths. They're changing, although they're trying to fight against it and remain the same as they were before, but it's impossible not be affected by the surroundings (they're being watched and controled). 

But in my interpretation, they're gonna figure out that taking the harder and uncommon path is gonna be worth it, and I say this because of Frost's "The Road Not Taken". The poem ends with the narrator saying that:  Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- (the man facing his own internal issues)   I took the one less traveled by, (he's breaking patterns for not walking the same road everyone else walked on)  And that has made all the difference (by 'rebelling' against the system, doing what few people has ever done, he's securing his individuality and free will).

 And that's how Stray Kids are gonna break free and be in control of themselves again.

If this long dumbass theory is right or not, Clé 2: Yellow Wood to me seems like SKZ is trying to show they're more mature and independent, even though they have to face hardships and confusion in a path they wanna take without help to show us their true colors (and that one of them is probably a huge Robert Frost fan lolololol)

Now a couple of things I don't quite get in this MV: why is Hyunjin the one that's more aware of everything? why was he on the grass on the last scene? was he dreaming? foreseeing their future? what?! and why SKZ is looking at him in a weird way? (especially Jeongin, who hugged him in the cart and smiled too much.. Jeongin was the one on the control room in Miroh, maybe he's working on both sides?). And the key at the end is another path they might walk? another road to "unlock"??? are they unlocking worlds?????

I NEED ANSWERS STRAY KIDS!

#stray kids #skz #yellow wood #skz comeback #stray kids clé 2 #stray kids theories #stray kids everywhere all around the world #help me chan i need answers now #this is me tripping #i should have been studying lol #side effects #stray kids reactions

[itsybitsyatiny]

The other side of the man/ Song Mingi x reader

I don’t own this pic, credits to the originals source

Mingi x female!reader

summary: Mingi feels the need to show you that every man has two sides

warnings: nothing really, some curse words maybe and a little smut at the end...oh and my bad english since it’s not my first language lol

a/n: This is my first attempt at writing Ateez Fanfiction so please be gentle with me haha. I’m open for any requestes. I hope you enjoy!

 Completely drenched by the rain, y/n stood in the elevator and was on her way to the sixth floor. The rain dripped from her clothes and caused a tiny puddle on the floor of the elevator. She stared blankly in front of her and just thought about finally coming home, being able to shower and lying down in bed. The work had been awfull and she had often been about to hit a customer in the face. Her job was the reason she hated a lot of people, it wasn't easy as a waitress. Her phone vibrated and as she lowered her eyes she discovered a new message from her sister. She rolled her eyes immediately, knowing what was going on. Almost a week ago, her sister got engaged to her boyfriend and now she would throw a huge party to show everyone how great she was and rub it into everybody’s face. Y/n opened the message and found a cheesy party invitation, just thinking about it made her feel sick. The relationship with her sister was not good at all. Since she was a child, her sister had to be in the spotlight and constantly draw attention. Y/n had always hated going to parties just to make her sister feel superior. She decided not to reply to the message yet and put her phone back in her pocket. The elevator doors opened and she stepped into the hall. She sighed in relief when she opened the door to her apartment and was able to get out of her uncomfortable shoes. It was pleasantly warm in the hallway, the heating seemed to be working again. She stroked the wet strands of hair from her face and dropped her jacket and bag before coming into the living room and stopping in the door frame. Three men sat next to each other on the couch, focused on their video game. The small table in front of the couch was full of snacks, pizza boxes, and a few bottles of beer. She looked at her boyfriend Mingi with whom she had been living in this apartment for 2 years. He didn't seem to notice her presence before she cleared her throat and folded her arms over her chest. When he turned his head his face brightened and he started to smile. "Hey!" Y/n didn't answer, instead gave his friends a quick hello with a tired smile and went into the bedroom. She wasn't in the mood for small talk, she was soaked, pissed off, tired and didn't want to show his friends how bad her day was. She was just getting some clothes out of the closet so that she could change immediately after the shower when Mingi also came into the room. "You ok?” He asked her concerned and came closer. "Don't expect me to clear the dirt in the living room." She growled annoyed and looked at him angrily. He smiled slightly and cocked his head "Bad day?" She looked at him warningly and sighed wearily. "My day was absolutely shitty, everything hurts." She murmured and grimaced. He clicked his tongue and pulled her into a tight hug. "And you're wet." he said, amused, and stroked her wet hair. "Yeah no shit." She said annoyed and pushed him away from her. He laughed and pulled her back to him "My poor baby. Come take a shower, I'll clean up and kick the boys out." He suggested and kissed her cheek briefly. "No, it's okay. They don’t have to leave on my account," she said, shaking her head. But Mingi was already back in the living room. She shrugged and went to the bathroom. The shower had done well, she felt much better and was happy to finally wear sweatpants and a comfortable T-shirt. She dried her hair with a towel when she came into the living room and looked around with big eyes. He hadn't promised too much, the table was tidy and the couch was empty. He was sitting on the couch looking at his cell phone. "Wow." She was impressed and sat next to him on the couch. "Surprised?" He asked her smiling and poked her in the side. "A little, after all, you're the biggest mess I know." He smiled and pulled her against him with his arm. "Look at this." He handed her his cell phone where a video was open. It showed his good friend San how he had a dance battle with a toy robot in a shop. She could hear Mingi's laugh in the background and sometimes saw the camera shake. She smiled as she leaned her head against his shoulder. Suddenly she noticed an unpleasant smell and wrinkled her nose. When she raised her head again, she saw a stain on his shirt and raised an eyebrow "This needs to be washed." He frowned and smelled "Really?" She made a disgusted face and shook her head. "You're disgusting." She said and slapped him on the shoulder. "You're disgusting." He mimicked her words in a high voice and pouted before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back towards him. "Mingi, stop!" She squealed but his grip was too strong. He pushed her into the couch and started tickling her, it didn't take long for her to start laughing. "Better?" He asked after a while and stopped tickling her. He laid between her legs and looked down at her. She took a deep breath and smiled, "You almost choked me but yes, I'm better." She said cheekily and pinched his arm. "Ouch!" Grinning, he shook his head and leaned down to put his lips to her neck. He pressed a gentle kiss on her skin before taking a deep breath and blowing against her neck. It sounded like a fart and y/n cried out in alarm. Mingi laughed out loud and raised his head again. She already blushed with laughter and then shook her head "You are the biggest child I know." "I thought I was the biggest mess?" "You are a messy child." She sighed and rubbed his red hair. She loved this hair color, it suited him. Her stomach growled and Mingi looked at her questioningly. "Is there someone hungry?" "Very much. Have you left some pizza?" "Sure, I'll get you something." He jumped up and ran into the kitchen. She straightened up and stroked her hair before tossing him a loving smile. Her cell phone rang, she knew who was calling her. She groaned loudly and felt for her phone. "Hey." She said dryly. "You didn't respond to my invitation." Her sister said and y/n rolled her eyes. "I was working all day." "So you can answer me now? Are you coming?" She sighed and chewed on her lip. "Sure, Mingi and I are looking forward to it." She said sarcastically. "You bring Mingi with you?" "Yes of course." "Oh." "Got a problem?" "Don’t you think he’d feel uncomfortable? Jim's friends are all a little fancier and very formal. Does he even own a suit?” y/n could feel her tense up and her jaw tightened. "Does that mean Mingi isn't as classy as your friends?" "No, that’s not what I mean. He's just ... well you know what I mean. Of course he is invited too but I don't want you two to feel weird." She shook her head in disbelief and knew exactly what her sister's problem was. Mingi was a clown, he had a lot of humor and was not a stuck up snob like her friends. Her sister was just afraid that he would embarrass her. “Whatever, see you at the party.” She ended the call and threw her cell phone back on the sofa. "Bitch." She cursed furiously and leaned against the couch. "Huh, kinky. But I like it.” Mingi said impressed as he set down a plate of pizza in front of her and handed her a bottle of beer. She smiled briefly and shook her head "No not you. My sister’s a bitch. She invited us to her engagement party." "How dare she?" He asked, shocked, and sat next to y/n. "You know her, her and her friends are all snobby. I'm already looking for an excuse so we can cancel." "I never say no to a party, let's go." He said and shrugged. Y/n laughed and shook her head "Trust me, you don’t want this." She assured him and drank from her beer. "Why not? I know your sister." "Yes, but you don't know all of her friends. It gets really boring, everyone has to come in a suit, behave politely and blah blah blah." She said annoyed and grimaced. Mingi chuckled "That shouldn't be a problem for me, I'm the perfect gentleman." He said proudly before he accidentally knocked his beer over. "Fuck" he cursed and ran to the kitchen to get a towel. “Yeah, the perfect Gentleman.” Y/n mumbled under her breath and took a bite from her pizza. After clearing the puddle, he cleared his throat and looked at her with a nervous smile. "You trust me, do you? "What do you mean?" "Do you think I will embarrass you at the party?" "No, of course not, but my sister believes that. You know how she is." Y/n rolled her eyes. He nodded but his smile disappeared. "But you know I can be a gentleman too, right?" "You have enough qualities. You are funny, caring and you always make me laugh, that's all that matters to me." She assured him and kissed him on the lips. He smiled weakly but her words had unsettled him. Did everyone really think he was just a silly clown? "You got more video of San embarrassing himself in public?" She asked with a grin and leaned against his shoulder. Mingi smiled tightly and swallowed hard before nodding and handing her his phone.

 The day of the party came faster than y/n liked. She had to go through a few hard days at work before the big evening came. She had bought a nice dress so as not to get a stupid comment. She had told Mingi to just put on a white shirt and jeans. She didn't care what her sister thought of him. She preferred someone like Mingi over a stupid wannabe James Bond like her sister’s fiancé. As she changed in the bedroom, she looked worriedly at the clock and wondered where Mingi was. They would have to leave in 15 Minutes and he still wasn't home. She decided to call him and waited impatiently. However, he did not answer his phone. Instead, a short message came from him that irritated her. "Meet you there, xxx.“ She frowned and wondered what could be the reason that they couldn't drive together. She would ask him at the party. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt uncomfortable. This dress, the high heels and the make up. She felt strange as if she weren't herself. She had hoped that they would still be able to avoid the party. She dreamed of staying on the couch, eating burgers, and watching a funny movie. She sighed and couldn't wait for the evening to be over. She reached for her keys and purse before leaving the apartment. She took a cab since Mingi got the car. When she arrived at her sister's house and saw the many people, she thought about just leaving. Instead, she took a deep breath and decided to get through this evening in order not to grant her sister this triumph. When she came into the house, she saw a security man. Of course, her sister had to hire security to take care of the invitations and to take her jackets and coats from the guests. Y/n gave him a polite smile before picking up the phone and looking for a new message from Mingi. "Where are you?" She wrote him a message and looked around nervously. She knew a few people but was aware what they all thought of her. For her sister's friends, she had always been the little girl. She made her way through the hall and came into the kitchen where she discovered her sister. "Hey, I'm so glad you're here." Y/n just smiled wryly and nodded silently. "I'm still waiting for Mingi, he's a little late." "Oh, Mingi’s here. He’s in the garden with Jim.” “He is what?” "I don't know what you said to him, but it worked. You never said that he’s fluent in spanish." Y/n looked at her sister in confusion. Who was she talking about? "Mingi is already here?" She asked, puzzled, and frowned. "Sure, in the garden. I have to go to a couple of friends who want to see my ring." Her sister reached out and presented her engagement ring to y/n. However, y/n was distracted. She gave her a short compliment and then went into the large garden where more people were waiting for her. There was a buffet, some music and a bartender was at the house bar to mix cocktails. She paid little attention to what was happening. Instead, she looked around for her boyfriend and prepared to attack him with a thousand questions. "Y/n!" When she turned her head, she saw her parents standing at a table. "You look great." Her mother said when she came to them and greeted them. "Thank you, mom." Y/n said with a smile and continued to look around. "Have you-" "May I?" When y/n turned around, her jaw dropped. Mingi had come to them and was carrying two glasses in his hands. He handed one of them to her father and then kissed y/n on the cheek. She looked at him with wide eyes. His red hair was darker than usual. He was wearing a black suit with a black tie and white shirt. A polite smile was on his face and he smelled pleasantly of perfume. She eyed him in wonder and wondered who this man was? He looked incredibly good but she had never seen him like this before. She only knew him in ripped jeans, hoodies or T-shirts. "Mingi told us you had trouble at work. You really should quit." Her mother cocked her head and looked at her. Y/n swallowed hard and looked at Mingi in surprise, "Yes, I really should." She said, perplexed, as he put his hand on her hip. "Mingi just played us something on the piano. You never said he was this good." Y/n's father looked impressed at Mingi and she could hardly believe it. Her family hadn't liked him since she was with Mingi. She wondered what had happened and since when had he been playing the piano again? She knew he had a few lessons as a child, but he had told her that he didn't enjoy playing. “Oh did he? Amazing.” She pressed out before she grabbed his hand. “Would you excuse us for a second?” She pulled him into a quiet corner and stared at him in surprise. “Care to explain?” “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about” He stood up and raised an eyebrow, clasping his hands and giving a polite smile to other guests. "Where did you get this suit from?" "I had it in my closet." "Mingi, I know your closet. You don't have a suit." "I thought it would be appropriate to get a suit." She frowned and smiled slightly. "You're not doing this to prove anything to my sister, are you?" He chuckled and shook his head gently "I assure you, I just want to be a good guest and adapt to the celebrations."  “And adapt to the celebrations.” Y/n mimicked his voice and chuckled. But he was having none of it, he looked at her with a raised brow. “Oh come on, you gotta admit that was funny. You sound like downton abbey.” She giggled and gently pushed his shoulder. “It is not possible to sound like an entire tv series.” He corrected her dryly und cleared his throat. Her smile disappeared and she crossed her arms over her chest "You just made it possible." He smiled just before he leaned over to look her in the eye. "If I were you I would watch my tone, you don't want to be embarrassing, do you?" He told her in a raspy voice. She gulped before he turned around to get back to her parents. She eyed him and had to admit that this suit really looked stunning on him. It fit his body perfectly and made him look even taller than he already was. She felt a tingling sensation and the heat shoot into her face. She knew that this man wasn't really Mingi. He played a role and wanted to be the perfect gentleman. She grinned diabolically and decided that two could play this game. She wanted to leave this stupid party and let him have his way with her, but instead she decided to have some fun. When she came back to her parents and Mingi she smiled broadly and took a glass of champagne from a table. “You okay?" Her mother looked at her questioningly. Y/n nodded quickly and emptied the glass in one go. She coughed briefly and smiled sheepishly "I just got a little hot, must be the dress. It's so damn tight, I can hardly breathe and I feel like my breasts are jumping out." Her father cleared his throat and looked away from his daughter. She looked at Mingi who just chuckled and raised an eyebrow. She knew that she had to pull out more to get him upset. They talked about work, the apartment and what Mings plans. Y/n watched him closely as he spoke, he was so serious and professional. She was impressed and a little turned on by him. He knew exactly what he was talking about and she had never seen him that confident like he was at that evening. He was talking about his car when y/n came a little closer to him and pretended to listen to him. Instead, she carefully ran her hand over his thigh and gently applied pressure. Mingi twitched briefly and she was grateful that the table covered her hand so no one could see what she was doing. She kept her hand on his thigh and waited patiently for her father to engage Mingi in a conversation. Then she moved her fingers and approached his crotch whereupon Mingi started to cough and moved his hip to remove her hand. She chuckled and took a sip from the next Glas of Champagne. Over time she got bored and was frustrated with how serious Mingi took his role. She missed his jokes and obscene gestures that always made her laugh. She talked to her sister and fiancé but the later it got the more tired she became and she just wanted to go home. After a while she had taken a seat in a chair and got herself a whole tablet with glasses. Mingi was with the other guests and she could see how popular he was. They all hung on his lips and couldn't get enough of him. She was drinking from her fourth glass when he came up to her and gave her his polite smile. She raised her head and rolled her eyes "Save your smile, you won. My feet hurt and my stomach hurts from this champagne." She expected a clever comment but instead he reached her his hand and winked at her. "Shall we go home?" He offered. She looked at him suspiciously but then grabbed his hand so he could pull her up. They said goodbye to all the guests; her sister didn’t even notice them leaving.

 "Thank god, I just want to get out of this dress and go to bed. This party was terrible, I’ll probably be sick tomorrow from this cheap alcohol." Y/n moaned when they arrived at their apartment and she took off her shoes. "I found the champagne quite pleasant, it had a sweet note on the finish that went well with the strawberries." Mingi took off his jacket and stroked his hair. "Okay, now you want to annoy me." She rolled her eyes and looked at him. "Pardon?” "We're home. You can stop talking like that now, it's getting creepy." “I’m just expressing my thoughts, that is all.” He explained to her and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. She looked at him and bit her lip “Are you doing okay? Do you need some water?” He asked her before she flashed him a smile and shook her head. “Nope, I’m fine. I’m just glad we’re at home now since I was this close blowing you in front of all those people.” He chuckled and went into the kitchen to get himself some water “I noticed. That's not how you behave in public“ “Yeah.” She also went into the kitchen und leaned against the counter. “Did you have fun?” He took a sip of his glass and shrugged “I found it quite nice, I met very interesting people.” “Oh yes, very interesting. Talking about Insurance, Money and expensive cars.” She said ironically and rolled her eyes. “Hey, never judge a book by its cover.” “This doesn’t even make sense.” She laughed and took a step closer to him. “Mingi.” She flashed him a pleading look. “Yes?” He cocked an eyebrow while she grabbed his hands. “Please come back to me. I want my clown back, my mess and the goofy child that makes me laugh.” He smiled in amusement und bit his lip. “And the suit?” She ran her fingers over his shirt and cocked her head. "You are welcome to keep it." He chuckled again and then shrugged. "I don't know, I don't want people to think I'm just an idiot and can't be a gentleman." She lowered her hands and looked at him with wide eyes. "So that's what it's about? You did it for me?" The only answer she got was a smile from him. “Okay wow, are you kidding me? I never said I wanted a gentleman or anything like that.” “But you doubted that I could be one.” “No I didn’t!” He cocked an eyebrow again and she sighed. “Okay maybe I did. I’m sorry….can you forgive me?” She asked him with a small smile on her lips. He hesitated for a second, took another sip of his water and shrugged “I’ll think about it.” Y/n gasped loudly when he went to the bedroom. She instantly followed him and slapped his shoulder “You’re a jerk.” “You’re a jerk.” He mimicked her with a high pitched voice and grabbed her wrists. He didn’t answer her, instead he smashed his lips on hers. She freed herself from his grip and wrapped her arms around him so that she could pull him closer. His hands landed on the buttons of his shirt to open it but she stopped him and shook her head “Don’t you dare take that off." "At some point I have to take this thing off, otherwise my girlfriend will complain again that I smell." “I’ll risk it. How about you help me out of this one." She turned her back to him so that he could open the zipper. However, he pulled her flush against him and put his lips to the back of her neck where he kissed the skin carefully. She could feel him take a deep breath and blow on her skin, making a fart sound again. She started laughing loudly, took off her dress and turned back to him. She gave him a push so that he landed on the bed with his back. She sat on top of him and pressed his hands over his head into the mattress. She kissed him passionately, her tongue slid into his mouth before she gently bit his lip. He groaned softly as she moved her hips and could feel him slowly but surely getting hard. She loosened the tie around his neck and opened the first two buttons on his shirt so that she could see his collarbone. She grinned and kissed the skin as she slid his hands along his body. Her hands reached his pants where she hastily opened the belt and pulled the zipper down. He grinned and bit his lip „Bit eager, aren’t we?” “Shut up, I didn’t get the chance to blow you at the party so let me have it now.” He laughed briefly but his laugh stopped as soon as he felt her warm lips around his cock. He decided to thank Yunho for getting him the suit.

#ateez #mingi #oneshot #smutty #x reader #fanfiction

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[WIP] Akali & Ekko TS4 Remade + Ekko face makeup CC

more info about this below the cut ;)

I can’t believe Ekko will be my first cc for CAS lol (and here i thought i’d never make CAS cc).

I modeled my Ekko sim (currently an adult ver, more close to Thutmose’ figure) to the stylized version in True Damage’s MV and a bit by Jason Chan’s concept art pics of him also. Ref pics i took roughly bc im ekko trash:

Okay this was the diffuse texture in development:

I’m still messing around with the spec texture, and idk why the versions of it in tattoo, skin details and facepaint doesnt show up in game, maybe it’s a matter of putting the tags in :/ it’s a pain to turn it straight like this but im glad to have that 2AM creative juice going haha

Estimated release date: mid December 2019 (i’m having other projects on my plate atm so i’ll try to put it out asap) for Ekko cc and a True Damage maxis match household

About the CAS household: I wont release the cc heavy/alpha ver, only the maxis match household, also check my # create a cast and the one below to get more updates

Official hashtag to track my future updates should be #TS4xLOL

#league of legends #true damage #simblr #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ekko #ts4 #trnhtm mods #bc im ekko trash #omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg #TS4xLOL #why did i do this to myself lol #disclaimer i dont play LOL but only a fan recreation cuz i love the creative aspects of these characters #mod wip #sims 4 cc #ekko cc ts4 #ts4 CAS cc #create a cast #ts4 cc #league of legends fanart #true damage fanart

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Ben Hardy Fanfiction | When I Kissed You p. 3

❤ Chapter 3. The Party.

Word count: 1511 words.

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Narrator's POV.

The place was packed.

Ben and Barbara had arrived in Ben's car and now he'd left her alone to look for his friend. She stared at the decoration trying not to open her mouth in awe. There was everything you would expect from a NY party: red flowers in magnificent white pots that were lined up in front of every wall, tables full of silver plates with the most expensive looking snacks, fountains that were definitely not full of fruit punch and baskets serving what looked like French patisserie, purple lights that made everything and everyone look eerie yet elegant and sexy... Barb thanked the gods she had bought the dresses she tried on before.

She felt tempted to try one of those French desserts, she stretched an arm and someone snickered behind her back. A group of girls staring at her, whispering and giggling. She reached for the glasses instead and helped herself a drink from the bubbly liquid. It was delicious, she couldn't put her finger on what exactly it was though. Something mixed with strawberry.

"Ah, you found the fountain!", a skinny man with brown hair talked. "Be careful, miss... Some of my funniest moments came after drinking too much of this", he looked familiar, but Barb didn't know from where.

Ben laughed and hugged him by the shoulders.

"Barbs, this is the guy I told you about..."

"Ohhh, you were talking about me, Benny boy?", the guy gave Ben love eyes.

"All the time, babes!", the man said "awwww" and engulfed him in a tight hug.

What the fuuuuuckkk?, she thought. The guys seemed to know each other very well, Ben seemed happy and comfortable around the new guy. They soon started talking low and laughing at inside jokes. Until the girl cleared her throat...

"Ahhh, and you are?"

"The name's Barbara! And don't worry I won't steal your man from you, dude."

"That's what everybody says, but truth is...", he leaned to whisper in her ear. "Ben's a slut!" she almost spits her drink.

"Hey, man! What you saying about me?"

"Just the usual, baby!", he played hurt, a hand on his chest and all that. Barbs instantly loved him!

"Yeah, whatever... Barbs, this is-"

"The kid from Jurassic Park!", she chirped. She finally recognized him and was immediately star struck! "OMG, I'm a huge fan!"

"Oh, God! When will I get rid of this curse, Ben? WHEEEEN?", he put in a disgusted face and screamed dramatically.

"Oh... I'm sorry! Don't you like when people recognize you from that?"

"What? No! I love it!", he grabbed her arm and started walking. "Come, walk with me"

Barbara turned her head to give Ben a confused look. He just snickered and shrugged.

"Ummm, I don't get it"

"Baby, I was just pulling your leg! Recognize me from JP, The Pacific, a Cheerio's commercial... I don't care where from!"

"Roger that!" they were walking to a whole separate room on the other side of the venue. "And... where exactly are you taking me? I thought I was here with Ben"

"Wha-? And I thought you'd said you wouldn't mess with my man, bitch!"

"Heeeeey! I mean, not that I'm no bitch, but wtf?!", he laughed and squeezed her arm.

"Takes one to know one", a wink. "I'm taking you to meet the squad before you drown on that champagne and start taking your dress off"

"Oh, good idea!", she nodded and brought the drink to her lips.

"And btw, my name's Joe"

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joe_mazzello I thought you liked when I chained you up?

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Barb's POV

"OH. MY. GOD."

I don't know how it happened, but from one moment to another I was sitting ON TOP OF A 20-STORY BUILDING with the one and only, the OSCAR WINNER Rami Malek himself and the rest of the cast of Bohemian Rhapsody, the biopic based on Freddy Mercury's life.

"Why didn't you tell me you were in BhoRap?!"

"I thought you already knew", Ben said matter of factly. "I mean, I played Roger Taylor, how could you have missed that?"

"Yeah, I must've fallen asleep during your parts", the boys laughed at my comment and Joe yelled:

"ROASTEEEDD!", Ben just rolled his eyes at me.

"Ben's famous for not telling girls his roles", Gwilym broke in. "But I'm pretty sure you remember him as Warren."

"Warren?"

"X-Men?", Joe added with a hiccup. It wasn't even midnight and he was already drunk.

"Oh, no. I was never a big fan of X-MEN"

"What about The Pacific?" Rami slid in the conversation. A simultaneous UGHHH filled the table.

"Man, not again!", Gwilym slouched back with both hands on his head.

"Why?" I asked "What's with The Pacific?"

"Nononono, DON'T ASK!", that was drunk Joe pointing a finger at me.

"Well, Barbara... Let me tell you the story of how I was casted in The Pacific miniseries", collective UGHHH again. "Do you want the long version or the short one?"

"None of them, man!"

"C'mon! You'll scare her off..."

"Long version it is, then!"

In the middle of that mess, I caught Ben eyeing someone on the other side of the room. I followed his sight and found a blonde girl standing near the entrance, she craned her neck as if she were looking for someone. Suddenly, he rose from his seat.

"I'll be back in a second"

"Yeah, yeah" Rami answered. "As I was saying... it all started in the year..."

"Is that his girlfriend?" I raised my palm and pointed at it with the other hand in the direction of the girl.

"Oh, who?" Joe perked up at the first sign of gossip.

"Why won't anyone listen to my story?" Rami whined.

"Yeah, man, so sad", Gwilym replied in a monotonous voice, then turned to Joe and I and inquired: "Who's Ben girlfriend?!"

"Umm, Barbs? I thought that was you" Rami said.

"What?!"

"Yeah, I thought the same?", Gwilym chimed in.

"How?! I just met him!"

"Y'all are wrong, though", Joe whispered leaning on the table. We came closer to hear him better. "Ben's girlfriend is..."

The remaining three exchanged nervous looks. Joe looked back at Ben and the girl, then again to us.

"Ben's girlfriend is... ME!" Rami, Gwilym and I yelled at him for his dumb joke. "But you already knew that"

"But anyway...", I started. I wanted to make clear my position in this party. "I'm just asking because I don't want to be the reason why Ben's ass gets dumped or something worse"

"Nah, you're ok", Gwilym assured me. "As far as I know, Ben's single. So relax"

"Welp, whatever!" Joe burped and attempted to stand up "It's my party and I ain't spending it here sitting with you nerds...", he looked around and grabbed a blonde girl by the wrist, then made her spin elegantly. The girl let out some giggles, she was so radiant my self-esteem went down three levels. "May I, Rami?"

"Have fun, man!", he replied but then raised a menacing finger "but not too much, you two..."

"I'm coming for 'ya later, babe!", the blonde blew a kiss to Rami and then walked off with Joe by the hand.

I gave a curious look to Rami, "Oh, that's Lucy, my girlfriend. Sorry I didn't introduce you, Barbs"

"Don't worry! She looks kind" I gave Rami a friendly punch on his shoulder "and gorgeous, you lucky bastard!", he laughed sheepishly, I can't tell for sure but he seemed to blush at my comment.

"Barbs?", I turned around and saw Ben standing by the table. I was about to ask what was up when he smiled and tilted his face down a little, an outstretched hand in front of me. I smiled and took it.

"It'll be my pleasure, Ben"

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Btw, do you think Ben's a good dancer? 🤔

I’ve seen some videos from Eastenders and I’m not so sure lol

THANK YOU GUYS SO SO MUCH FOR LIKING AND REBLOGGING THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER! IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME THAT SOMEONE ACTUALLY ENJOYS MY WRITING ❤

And that being being said, I’m also starting a series of imagines... I’ll be posting them here and on Wattpad as well ;)

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Random pic of my late pet chicken Tucky in the middle of her molt from 2010- 2011 or so - she lived to be nearly 12 years old! (Silverlaced Wyandottes usually only live up to 8)

Miss you girl. Tucky would ‘crow’ like a little old lady going ‘Bllarrraaalallaral!’ in a warbling high pitched tone, because she never once saw a male chicken before, and her sister Kernel passed away when they were 4 years old. Chickens make amazing pets so long as you do like, ten damn minutes of research first lol. They’re inexpensive and easier than many pets to care for. And you get free eggs if you get hens! Don’t even need males around!

I didn’t go and get them, in 2000 I was the only one in the whole family that had a computer so everyone came by to mess around with it. I had come home from work and my brother was using my computer and there these two baby chicks were in a cage I built for a hamster (that I never got. :/ ) my brother said he saved them from some guy that was going to use them as fish bait, but then turned around and said he was going to raise them up and eat them. I said, ‘fuck that, they’re mine now, how much did you pay? 80 cents? here’s a buck each’. I honestly did not expect them to live for so long because we’d tried raising ducklings when we were kids but they died within days because we didn’t know shit for shit about raising ducklings. I regret that, and swore I’d do better by the chickens. Incidentaly, the internet was pretty new at the time and when searching for resources online, I went to chickens.com -  hens.com etc. but then I stupidly thought that cocks.com would lead to poultry.... it did not. I was shook. I eventually finally figured out what breed they were by looking at thousands of pictures of baby chicks online. their spots and markings looked like camo more than the black and white that you see in the picture.

Kernel was more cuddly than Tucky, her black and white spots more defined and she was smaller than her sister. she loved to sit in laps and snuggle and was the more thoughtful of the two of them. Tucky was brash and brave, scaring off squirrels and any other bird that dared peek into our yard. neither one left the safety of the yard but god help you catch them when it was time to go back in! Kernel became sick at 2 yrs old and died in my arms at 4 yrs old. she had egg peritonitis and after many many expensive vet visits, medications and x rays - and I’m still not even sure if it was egg peritonitis, but that’s what the vet thought. Tucky was healthier and lived to be a ripe old chicken. I had to put her down when she was nearly 12, too sick to walk/eat/move and was in pain. It was super sad to see her go but I know I gave them a better life than what they would have had. (I probably should have put her to sleep earlier, but I swore so long as she fought to live I’d help her. The last day, she refused to eat and that told me she was ready to go)

I would totally raise chickens again, but, I have a lot of other things on my plate right now. I would build a proper heated chicken coup instead of keeping them in the garage and basement because cleaning up after them every day before breakfast was a bit of a chore. they deserved better but there was no one else that could take them in the middle of the city. my backyard was big enough and i took them out for hours every day if the weather was decent. the cats never bothered them and the parakeets let them be. we were renting and even though our landlords were ok with them, we didnt want to push our luck and build a coop in the backyard of their property. this was before it became legal to own chickens in our neck of the woods inside city limits. now you can- so long as it’s under a certain amount of chickens. I’d have to look it up now...

their feed was only 7 bucks a bag and that would last for months between the two of them because I also gave them table scraps to round out their diet. they ate bugs and mice and plants outside and their eggs were beige and slightly small but, free! just had to make sure that they had plenty of calcium because what they don’t tell you is that egg shells can become very flexible and break into goo if they don’t get calcium for them. this is found in old egg shells and cuttlebones as well as bread and their chicken feed. just gotta keep an eye on them so there’s not prescrambled eggs in their nest.

like i said - do your research! mine were normal sized, bantams are about the size of pidgeons or crows. there are as many breeds of chickens as there are dogs, people don’t seem to realize the sheer variety! mine were the easiest to care for and I will eventually get more chickens but when I’m a little old lady.

#chickens #shut it wolfie #Kernel and Tucky #wolfie rants #wolfie180g #a photo of my dumb face a decade ago

[hoodedfigure-no99]

Started out normally, I was hanging out with funny enough, my ex and a friend I havent seen since high school.I’d woken up from a nap, and decided to go outside. When I was outside I saw these really neat storm clouds come rolling in, its at night so the light show started to look really cool, bc it was a t-storm. I run back into the house to grab my cell phone so I can take pics. I get my camera app up and I feel this heat on my shoulder, and a flash. I turn around like “wtf” and I see something falling like a meteor. Homeboy doesnt break up and hits the ground but it wasnt a meteor I guess but it sure as fuck did soemthing, I see a dirt shockwave and another shockwave after it, I started running toward the open garage, and theres this fucking blue whiteness that follows the second shockwave and it just knocks everything out. Power, everything. It nearly blinded me and I was terrified I was going to be stuck outside when it hit and boom i’d be gone or something. My friends were still there, though super confused. I came in panicked. They tried to calm me down. Wasn’t happening. I swore up and down it was an EMP attack. (Cut somewhere in here where I get a small small plate of food from a random stranger lol it was so out of nowhere) I begged for my car keys so I could go home, so I could get clothes, check on family and pets, come back with them if need be. It took convincing, but eventually my ex gave me my car keys (to be fair I couldnt find them because the house was a mess.

As I’m trying to get my shit together there was a commotion in the back yard. A lot of little dogs got loose, and for some reason it wasn’t night anymore but hey. For some reason I watched these gators straight up start terrorizing the lil pack of tiny dogs. It was sad. I watched one get taken underwater and get chomped ugh. I get into my car and for some reason I was in Las Cruces? Not sure why bc both ex and old friend live in the same town as me. I drive til I hit a mall. This is a familiar mall as I’ve dreamed about this mall A LOT, so I knew how to get from one end to the other. I found a store and ended up getting a backpack/tent combo for like 66 bucks. I put my small backpack in it, I had talked to a few people, panicked still but they didn’t seem like they had experienced what i’d seen, as their electronics and power was working. There were a lot more people rushing through the mall though as if they were trying to idk if they were running away but whatever. I’m talking to one of the cashiers who has me sit down bc i’m that upset and confused, another person who i didn't see as they were way out of my peripheral handed me a business card with some other things attached. Said to give him a call if I needed help. Said also that the card & the stuff he gave with it would help too. I look at the business card, idk what was on it now, but the other business card sized things were like random bible verses that i really cant remember now. I’m like, “oh…okay?” and idk what happened there but homie was gone. Slipped them into my pocket.

I get my stuff together and make my way out of the mall and walk my dumb ass to the Organ mts. Idk why I didnt just take my car?! I had a meltdown trying to get past the mountain, I stopped midway because my ditzy ass thought i’d legit bought the backpack tent combo and left it (woke up and realized I’d put my regular backpack in it and wore it smh), I sat on some rocks and freaked out til I woke up.

#wtf is this formatting tumblr #tried copy paste from docs #i had to write this at 4:30 this morning #tired but couldn’t go back to bed #dream #nightmare

[expectyaytions]

Can you do #49 and #51 for SweetVee? Preferably in the same Drabble bc I think it’s funny contrast lol

Sorry, this is a few days late!

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#49 - “Your voice is sexy.”

“Your ass is sexy”

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#51 - “Seriously the chimney?”

“The squirrel can’t win.”

He woke up early, starting the coffee pot and unloading the dishwasher. He was still tired from baby proofing their apartment the night before. He hadn’t realized how many electrical outlets there were, or how hard it was to install a baby gate. He poured a bowl of cereal and added cream to his coffee. He could hear the shower turning on upstairs. Jughead and Betty would be by in less than an hour to drop off Ophelia. He headed upstairs, almost falling over the baby gate. He stepped out of his boxers and opened the door to their master bathroom. The sound of “Penny Lane” filled his ears. His wife’s nude body was blurred by the foggy glass. He opened the glass door and joined his wife under the warm spray. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head, “your voice is sexy.” He whispered into her ear. She turned smirking,” your ass is sexy.” She proved her point by grabbing it. He wrapped an arm round around her and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. His other arm held the wall for support. She moaned into him and he was a goner. They spent the remnants of their shower connected at the hip. Sweet Pea pulled on a pair of jeans and a black tea shirt while Veronica verbalized the pros and cons of wearing leggings, jeans, a skirt or dress. He made the bed while she pulled out options. When she was finally quiet he voiced his opinion.

“Well you know we’ll be keeping up with Ophelia all day, so I’d wear something comfy that you don’t mind getting dirty.” She nodded, hanging up the dress and skirt.

Betty and Jughead showed up at 8:00am on the dot. They were the punctual people around. Their eight month old was tucked into her car seat sucking on a pacifier. Veronica had just finished her yogurt and granola when the doorbell rang. Sweet Pea was pulling out the toys and baby swing they kept in the living room closet for whenever their friends visited. Betty and Jug let themselves in calling out, altering their arrival. They convened in the kitchen.

“Veronica, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in leggings before.” Jughead commented looking impressed and puzzled all at once. Betty rolled her eyes at her husband. She pulled out a sheet of paper detailing Ophelia’s usual feeding and sleep schedule. There were doctors numbers on the back along with FP and Alice’s cell numbers. Betty had also added the best way to warm up her breast milk and reviewed it as she piled it into the freezer and fridge.

“We’ll be back before dinner!”

“Take pics!”

“Duh, we’re going to need your input on which house is the best.” She gave Veronica a hug before squeezing Sweet Pea. “You guys are life savers. Thank you so much.” Jughead had put the car seat on the table. Both parents kissed her cheeks and smoothed her hair before being pushed out the door. Ophelia just stared at them sucking her pacifier and clutching her blankie.

“This going to be easier than I thought.” Sweet Pea said.

“You probably just jinxed us.” She smacked his chest with the back of her hand before reaching in and unbuckling the baby. She rested her head on Veronica. “She smells so good.” Sweet Pea rolled his eyes but indulged his wife leaning down to smell the top of his god-daughter’s head.

“Do all babies smell like that, or is it just organic, all natural, earth is best stuff Betty uses?” Veronica shrugged. They walked to the living room and sat on the couch. Ophelia was a quiet baby, she always had been. Veronica put her on the blanket they’d laid on the floor they scattered toys around it for her to reach and explore. She was just starting to get an itch to crawl.

“Do you care if I go to the office and make a few calls? I want to make sure everything is in order for the upcoming week at the office. Sweet Pea nodded reached for his coffee beside him. Ophelia played and gurgled with her toys, he joined her on the floor making noise with the hard plastic rings and his fingers. She’d smile and giggle in delight. At 11:30 he picked Ophelia up and they headed into the kitchen for her first feeding. He followed all the instructions, checking the temp, before finally giving her the bottle. He headed to master bedroom and sat in their fancy chaise while she feed. She looked like Jughead, except for her hair and nose -those were all Betty’s. He’d been nervous about messing things up. He was worried he’d get everything wrong and she’d cry the entire time. But so far she was very calm. She started to drift off as the remaining milk dwindled. He lifted he’d and burped her based on what he’d seen Betty and Jughead do and the YouTube videos he’d watched last night while Veronica finished up at the store. He laid her on center of their bed surrounding her with pillows. He laid next to her, pulling his phone out to snap Betty and Jug more photos. He and Veronica had never really discussed having kids. There would be the occasional - I hope our kids don’t inherit your clumsiness, or I hope they have your nose, eyes etc. They had been married for almost two and half years. He felt himself dozing off.

Veronica completed her phone calls. She still needed to make a conference call with a designer in LA, but that wasn’t until 1pm. She walked into the living room expecting to see her husband and god-daughter, but found nothing. She searched the house before finding them both asleep on the bed. Sweets had his arm curled over Ophelia. She had both her hands above her head resting on his arm. She melted at the sight, and quickly pulled out her phone to snap pics. They looked so angelic. She sighed before deciding to get some more work done while the pair napped. She headed back to her office and pulled out some fabric swatches that had been sent to her from the Italian office.

He was awoken by a small whimper and as he opened his eyes a teeny body colliding with him. When he looked down Ophelia’s eyes were wide and her bottom lip trembling. He blinked a few times before pulling her pacifier out his pocket and into her mouth. He pushed himself off the bed and Ophelia was quick to lift her her arms up and grab for him.

He scooped her up and they headed downstairs for bottle number two and a diaper change. While the bottle was warming he laid out the changing pad and pulled out diapers, wipes, lotion and rash cream. He’d seen Jughead do it and he’d even done it a few times under the Jones’ guise of “practicing.” Now, he was happy he’d done it. After taping up the diaper and cleaning everything up, they returned to the kitchen. He talked to her in his baby voice and blew kisses on her tummy as she giggled at him. She eagerly reached for the bottle once it was in her sight. Her pacifier slipped from her mouth leaving a long line of drool. “Cute,” He muttered. He couldn’t he took a nap. He hadn’t done that since college. Eyeing the clock and noticing it was 2:15, he decided to make lunch for himself and V. He’d waited until Ophelia had finished her bottle, burped her and then went to find the vibrating chair this she liked. Once she was set up on the counter with her toys and chair, he got to work making turkey burgers. She gurgled to herself, and he sang the few disney songs he knew - most of which were from The Lion King. She laugh and drool at him as he sang into the spatula. He’d used his phone to actually play the songs. Veronica joined them, Just as he was dressing the burgers and adding chips.

“Look at you two, having all the fun without me.” She kissed Ophelia’s head before kissing him on the mouth. She joined him for the last bit of “Circle of Life” and he twirled her around. Ophelia squealed from her chair smiled at them. They settled in to eat at the countertop, turning Ophelia to face them. The chatted and made faces at Ophelia.

“Do you want kids, V?” She swallowed the chip in her mouth.

“I think so. I mean assuming you do too?” She smiled nervously.

“Yeah, I’d like to.” He kissed her. “Let’s talk details tonight?”

“Okay,” she smiled, “I’m finished with all my work, what should the three of us do for the next few hours?”

“I think Ophelia mentioned to watch the latest Disney film her godfather picked up.”

“Oh really? That sounds doable.” He picked up their plates and everything from lunch and put them in the sink, while Veronica took Ophelia out of her chair. Sweet Pea was lying to himself if seeing Veronica with a baby didn’t tug at his heart. He set up the dvd and they all snuggled onto the couch. Veronica laid with Ophelia on her chest and her feet on Sweet Pea’s lap. Ophelia rolled around before sitting and reaching for Sweet Pea. She snuggled her face into the crook of his neck and grasping his tshirt. “I guess what they is true.” Veronica piped up.

“What’s that?”

“There’s nothing sexier than a man with a baby.” He laughed and attempted a seductive wink. Ophelia stayed put while the couple watched the film.

“Seriously, the chimney?” Sweet Pea loud whispered, and shook his head.

“The squirrel can’t win.” Veronica laughed. “I’m getting a little too into this.”

“I think it’s cute.”

“I think I could get used to this. You, me, baby and animated children’s films.”

“It's not going to be this easy. Ophelia is rare.”

“I know, but still.” He beckoned her with his hand and puckered his lips. She sat up and kissed him and snuggled into his side. They stayed that way for the remainder of the film. They were watching the special features per Sweets request when Betty and Jughead called out. The couple found them in the living room.

“Well isn’t this a sight.” Betty gushed.

“She’s an absolute angel.” Veronica told her. “Did you guys find anything you liked?”

“Oh my god, let me show you these two we looked at that I loved!” Veronica stood up and together they headed towards the kitchen. Jughead sat beside him.

“How awful was it?” Sweet Pea asked. Jug just looked him. “That bad huh?

“It was so boring. Betty knows what she wants and such. I told her all I want is an office. She suddenly knows all these wood types, and colors, and types of houses like cape cod and ranch and colonial. And i’m standing there like wood is wood - how can tell if its oak or maple or cedar or whatever.” Sweet Pea laughed.

“I Tivo’d the latest Criminal Minds, you want to watch?”

“Fuck yes. I’m so sick of HGTV. Did you know there is an entire show dedicated to people buying tiny houses?”

“What’s a tiny house?

“You don’t want to know.” They settled in, Veronica bringing them each out a beer and a bag of chips before returning to Betty. “Have you seen the latest development on the golden gate killer case?” Sweets asked.

“Yeah! I can’t believe they finally caught the guy - a cop no less. You have to listen to this new true crime podcast I found - I think you’ll like it. I want to incorporate some of the banter they have into my next novel.”

“I’ll have to check it out. I liked the other you found - the Australian one.” Sweet Pea couldn’t but think maybe someday soon, there’d two babies hanging out with their dad’s watching crime tv.