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senator-mirror · 28 days
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just got back from germany!!!!!!
phantasialand coasters (best to worst):
Taron (dfhskdfjndkfsdjfnsdkfjfhsDKFjsndfkjs)
Black Mamba (i like b&m :) )
F.L.Y. (get back row its so good, shame the launches are forceless)
Colorado Adventure (mine train on steroids)
Winja's Fear (um. wtf?)
Crazy Bats (good VR sync, fun ride with a dull layout)
Winja's Force (kinda boring compared to its beefier sister)
Raik (too short, also just not a fan of boomerangs)
edit: i got winja's the wrong way around, the fast one is better
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Masterlist 3!
Here’s the third masterlist for all of my works! If you want to check out more of my work, here’s the links for masterlist one and masterlist two Imagines marked * are smutty imagines! Imagines marked ` are requests! Imagines marked ⭐ are personal favorites!
IMAGINES
STRANGER THINGS small ~ jim hopper` dance with me ~ eddie munson ⭐ starry night ~ steve harrington* (part five) ⭐ at the hip ~ steve harrington` ⭐ triple date ~ steve harrington (part six) ⭐ the freak ~ steve harrington (part seven) ⭐ oblivious ~ eddie munson ⭐ jason doesn’t know ~ eddie munson ⭐
SUPERNATURAL strange human feelings ~ castiel` cleaning ~ dean winchester`
HANNIBAL into fiction` sob story ~ hannibal lecter
THE BOYS obsession ~ billy butcher* ⭐ herogasm ~ soldier boy* ⭐ alone on christmas ~ billy butcher can’t get too close ~ billy butcher ⭐ change in a heartbeat ~ billy butcher ⭐
THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY life father ~ diego hargreeves` rescue mission ~ klaus hargreeves’ ⭐
THE LAST OF US (HBO) friendly neighbors ~ joel miller ⭐ too sweet ~ joel miller
BARRY attraction ~ barry berkman` treat him better ~ barry berkman
AMERICAN HORROR STORY late night sins ~ xavier plympton (1984)*`
VICTORIOUS lost dog ~ tori vega` junker ~ beck oliver
HEMLOCK GROVE i don’t ever wanna see you with him ~ roman godfrey ⭐
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES roses are red ~ damon salvatore` ⭐
OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH captive ~ blackbeard/ed teach ⭐
FUTURE MAN winner ~ josh futturman* ⭐
GAME OF THRONES littlest lion ~ oberyn martell (part one) ⭐ freedom ~ oberyn martell (part two) ⭐
THE WITCHER destiny ~ geralt of rivia
DOCTOR WHO looks of a princess ~ eleventh doctor ⭐
THE GENTLEMEN the assistant ~ raymond smith ⭐
PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN spirit of nature ~ jack sparrow`
THE MAZE RUNNER i’ll keep you safe ~ newt`
MARVEL how things are now ~ marc spector and steven grant` ⭐ kneel ~ loki* the most wonderful time ~ bucky barnes fast ~ pietro maximoff ⭐
1917 early morning ~ will schofield*`
THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT happy birthday ~ javi gutierrez ⭐
FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S i need someone older ~ william afton ⭐ the ice cream girl ~ mike schmidt
SALTBURN new toy ~ felix catton ⭐ partners ~ oliver quick ⭐
THE SANTA CLAUSE santa’s sister-in-law ~ bernard the elf
8 MILE one of the guys ~ jimmy smith jr ⭐
PETE DAVIDSON your gift` favoritism`
HARRY STYLES the perfect tree a star in the making` sleepy head`
MACHINE GUN KELLY baby mama` ⭐ my queen*` getting your attention*` all the mistakes` not what it looks like` can’t keep doing this*`
EMINEM may the best artist win*` too close for comfort` ⭐ when it’s wrong but it feels right` in the dressing room*` he’s acting different` we have to stop meeting like this` every inch*` let’s surprise the world` i’m sorry i let you down`
GOODGUYFITZ wake up call*`
CORPSE HUSBAND letting go` they forgot` ⭐
ASHTON IRWIN home life` cover me*`
CONAN GRAY pushing`
MATTHEW LILLARD accidental drunk confessions`
JOHNNY KNOXVILLE feeling good*`
ALEX TURNER more than a song*` ⭐
BO BURNHAM can’t handle this right now ⭐ look at me*`
KRISTEN STEWART special customer`
TARON EGERTON he already has my approval ⭐
ROBERT PATTINSON my favorite superhero
GERARD WAY good girl*`
GWILYM LEE history repeats itself`
RYAN GOSLING play date`
JOSEPH QUINN bad idea, right? ⭐
RANBOO fluffy haired gamer boy`
JACOB ELORDI height advantage`
MOTLEY CRUE she is mine ~ mick mars`
CHRIS EVANS not used to normal` ⭐
SWAGGERSOULS our next step`
SHIPS
family reunion ~ hermione granger x draco malfoy`
HEADCANONS
showing pedro pascal fan edits ⭐ sitting on jschlatt’s lap ⭐
NSFW ALPHABET
rook (jp capellette)*` eddie munson* ⭐ billy butcher* ⭐
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euphternal · 5 months
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podcastin' with the taron family .° ༘ 🎧 ⋆ 🎙️ ₊˚ෆ
epistle: just a lil sumthing ...
✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ ୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀🪞🕊️🤍✨
ever since you and taron have been stultified out of your minds with lockdown . you both thought of starting a podcast with helping the fact that you guys have nothing else to do … from creating a safety net for your guys’ fanbases to create a more positive environment for the people who are mentally struggling ❤️‍🩹 .
the taron family always post twice , weekly with podcasts episodes with special guests . obviously with elton john to hugh jackman <33
the podcast is an amazing outlet with how much you both love to ramble infinitely towards each other , promoting how healthy your relationship is and to starting to advocate for important and relevant topics in the world .
running forward from starting in mid 2020 with the world stewing with racks on racks of toilet paper straining with this corona spreading like a wildfire .
you and taron have started trying for a baby !! luckily , you were both able to welcome a beautiful and healthy daughter and son , who are fraternal twins <3 your podcast is a perfect platform to talk about parenthood . from ups & downs to milestones where you guys would never forget <3
taron would non-stop ramble how insanely astonished , amazed and proud he is about you a being a first-time mother and him being a first-time father 🥹 the kids would absolutely love being on the podcast episodes too 😭
there is so many soft moments on the podcast , with silent moments of taron staring longingly at you with so so so much love radiating from him , funny moments with silently watching your babies having hiccups for their first time , taron forgetting his words as usual , the taron family all dressing up festively for annual celebrations , you and taron teasing about your new , exciting upcoming roles in movies / series , the list keeps on growing .
you guys are just insanely blessed for coming up with this idea <33
🫧🎀
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rorywritesjunk · 26 days
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There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
Crocodile brings on a former assistant to manage Buggy and his workload. Buggy realizes he likes it when Taron praises him for the littlest things.
Rating: Honestly soft NC-17 due to what Buggy is doing at the end. Warning: Male msturbation towards the end again because Buggy can't help himself. Naked body is mentioned, surgical scars. 'See your crush naked and in the bath' trope. Fantasizing about someone. Word Count: 1,768 A/N: My self indulgent submissive Buggy fic. A big thank you to @be-not-afraid-gg for chatting with me about this fic because it helps sparks ideas and things to do it and I appreciate it so much! Thank you!
Title comes from “Take Me To Church” by Hozier.
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7
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Chapter 5
Days later, after being threatened in the meeting by Crocodile while Taron and Mihawk talked about other things, Buggy wondered how much more he could take. Between the threats from Crocodile and Mihawk, Taron still made him nervous. He still didn’t know if they were waiting for the perfect opportunity to kill him. It was nerve wracking. After Taron left the room, Crocodile turned to him, hook under his chin, making sure Buggy understood that Taron was there to make sure he got the job done and that he better not be giving them problems. After Buggy swore on his life that he was being good for Taron (mentally stopping himself from saying a good boy), Crocodile let him leave.
And after the day Buggy had, he was tired, frustrated, and wanted nothing more than a bath to relax. Having his own nice, private bathroom was a luxury. No one else was allowed to use it, just him. He didn’t need Richie’s fur clogging the drain or nails scratching the porcelain. He didn’t need to find chunks of Mohji’s hair or Cabaji’s long strands. Alvida had left makeup stains before once on some of his towels and Galdino left behind weird waxy residue once and Buggy never forgave him. His bathroom belonged to him and it was his alone to use.
So when he stepped into the bathroom, his hair in a bun on the top of his head, he wondered why the place already felt humid. Who would be using his bathroom without his permission?
There was someone in the tub. The water moved gently, splashing around. A content sigh. Buggy slowly turned, squinting through the steam, wondering who he had to scream at about being in here. He didn’t recognize them from the back of their head, but he cleared his throat and they turned to look at him. He froze.
“Oh, Buggy.” Taron said casually. “Didn’t hear you come in.”
Taron. A naked Taron. In his bathroom. They were naked in the tub. In his bathroom. Their hair was pulled back with a sparkly hair tie. They were grinning at him. That much Buggy could see. 
“I asked Mohji about using your bathtub.” They continued as they started to stand up, water dripping down their naked body, exposing themselves to Buggy. “He said it was fine.”
Probably because he was scared of you. Buggy thought as he covered his eyes with his hands. Seeing them naked wasn’t what he planned. He shouldn’t. He heard them stepping out of the water and he hesitated, but he peeked through his fingers to look at them. They were grabbing a towel to wrap around their waist, not paying attention to him. He could finally see their body without the bulky layer of clothes. 
Large scars along their chest, outlining where they had surgery, starting from the middle of their chest and clear under their arms. Their stomach was soft and round, making it difficult to secure the small towel around their waist properly. They turned it so one of their thighs was covered and the other exposed by the fold of the towel, showing off the large sea wolf tattoo that decorated their skin. They turned away for a moment and Buggy dropped his hands when he saw their back. Long, thin scratches decorated their back, from the base of their spine up to their shoulders. Bite marks were scattered along their thighs, hips, all the way up to their neck. 
Did Crocodile do that?
“I used one of your hair ties if that was okay.” They continued as they turned back around, reaching up to let their hair down. They put the tie in their mouth as they ran their fingers through their hair, trying to shake it loose. “Decided I didn’t want my hair wet.”
He kept staring. The marks on their back were… a lot. 
“Buggy?” They were putting their hair back into a low ponytail, still using the hair tie.
“I-I’m fine!” He insisted, covering his eyes once more. “I didn’t see anything!” 
He turned to walk out but the damp floor made it difficult. His foot slipped out from under him and he crashed to the ground. Dazed, he blinked slowly, looking up at the ceiling until Taron came into view, looking down at him with a frown.
“Are you okay?” They asked as they put their hand on his face, looking into his eyes to make sure he was okay. “That was quite a fall.”
“No, no, I’m fine!” Buggy said as he tried to sit up. His brain was still rattled from the fall. Taron scooted behind him, helping him up just enough to get his head off the floor and into their lap. No, no, no, this was too close. Too dangerous. He couldn’t let them see him so vulnerable. He tried to get up but they held him down with their hands on his shoulders.
“Keep still, don’t get up just yet.” They told him firmly. “Just take a second.”
He hated how he listened to them. Why did he? He should be screaming at them for invading his personal space, for using his hair tie, his bathtub, everything! Yet… he was okay for just a brief moment to let them move his head into their lap, their hands rubbing his shoulders gently, their body warm from the water. They must have used some kind of bath oil because he was smelling the lavender on them and it was helping him relax.
“Just take it easy, Buggy.” Taron said gently. “If I startled you, I didn’t mean to.”
His head hurt a little. He reached up to rub his face, frowning up at them. “What are you doing in my private bathroom?”
“I told you, I asked Mohji.” They chuckled softly. “He seemed nervous but told me I could use yours.”
He’d deal with Mohji later. “Huhh…”
“Mhm. You got quite the set up here.” They didn’t let up on rubbing his shoulders. It felt nice. “Thank you for letting me use it.”
“A-Any time, really!” Maybe the two of them could take a bath together next time? Could he suggest that?
“How are you feeling? Think you can stand?”
Did he have to? He wanted to stay like this even if the floor was damp and hard, his head and back hurting from the fall, but he didn't want to upset Taron so he nodded, starting to sit up but they helped, steadying him as he went along. They stood up first, reaching down with a hand to pull Buggy to his feet. They made sure he was steady, their touches gentle, something he wasn’t used to. He kept expecting them to do something to cause him pain: kick his feet out from under him, yank on his hair, something.
He… wouldn’t mind if they yanked on his hair, actually.
“Do you want help in the tub or are you okay?” They asked; why were they asking so many questions? They didn’t really care about him, they were just here for a paycheck from Crocodile to put up with Buggy. For all he knew they would drown him in the tub.
He jerked away from them, already missing their touch, as he shook his head. “I’m fine! I don’t need help! You should just go, okay, because I-I need privacy!”
Taron looked at him and he wondered if he made them upset. To his surprise, they just grinned as they went to collect their things. 
“Let me know if I can help you with anything.” They chuckled as they headed for the door. They paused and turned back to look at him. “I have your hair tie.”
“K-Keep it!” He replied in a high pitched voice, his face turning red. He wanted them gone. Having them in space was one thing, but they had been touching him while in a towel that barely covered them. He couldn’t believe he saw them naked and was still alive. 
“Very well, thank you.” They said as they headed for the door. “Thank you for letting me use the tub, let me know if I need to do anything to pay back the kindness.”
They walked out, Buggy staring at them as they left, his eyes taking in the sight of the marks left behind by Crocodile. Were they okay?
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In bed that night, Buggy struggled falling asleep. He kept imagining Taron naked, smiling at him, touching him, helping him get undressed. He didn’t want to but he couldn’t help but picture them underneath him, moaning his name, begging for him to fuck them. Biting back a groan, he reached under his pillow, grabbing the sparkly cravat, wrapping around his cock as he began stroking himself. 
He imagined Taron under him, moaning Buggy’s name, clenching around him. He didn’t hesitate in grabbing one of his pillows and rolling on top of it. Was this depraved, imagining he was fucking someone who worked with him? Would Taron laugh at him if they found out that he was fantasizing about them while he humped his pillow? Maybe they would be okay with it, invite themselves back to his room, being gentle and kind to him. He saw their back and what Crocodile did to them. Buggy couldn’t imagine hurting someone like that, leaving marks over their body like that, even if he wondered how it would feel to bite them, leave his own mark like that…
He groaned, rocking his hips against the pillow as he stroked himself as he thought of Taron wrapping their legs around his waist, moving their body with his as they moaned for him, begging him for more. He squeezed his cock, gritting his teeth as he thought of them kissing him, telling him how wonderful he was, that he was the most important part of the Cross Guild, that Crocodile was nothing like Buggy, too weak compared to the fearsome clown.
He could get off on their praise alone, not needing anything other than you’re being such a good boy for me, something they had said as he signed the last bit of paperwork for the day. Buggy wanted their hand on his cheek, a piece of candy in his mouth, looking into their eyes as they said those kind words to him. 
It was embarrassing how fast he came just then, making a mess on the pillow. He pulled it out from under him, tossing it to the floor before using the scarf to clean himself up. Fuck, he was going to need another bath.
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buckevantommy · 6 months
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absofuckinglutely stellar universe workings that the trio fight scene at the end of kingsman golden circle is between 3 actors who all play gay characters: colin firth in his tailored suits played a gay professor in a single man, cowboy pedro pascal ends up playing a gay cowboy in strange way of life, and taron egerton will play gay icon elton john in the biopic about his life - and bonus bc elton is in this fucking movie!! perfect!! excellent!! amazing!! 5 gold stars!! 
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constantineshots · 3 months
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No more hellblazer live action please they will never get it right... you know what we need?? AN AUDIO BOOK...like the sandman comics have an audiobook...why not hellblazer too? And also Taron Eagerton's Constantine (love it when his name is pronounced with "Tayn" :D ) Taron's voice is just perfect some people says his voice sounds too young for John but I like the idea of Johnny having a voice that doesn't match his Appearance makes him even more strange looking.....you should listen to his voice in the sandman act.1 audiobook:Dream a little dream of me episode 3, it's just perfect. The part where he says hello to London and also the ending where he sings... it's so beautiful 🥲.
do we have any way to like. pirate this audiobook? i'm trying not to support any of the major companies right now due to the boycott.
i'd love to give it a listen, though! i am a fan of the sandman.
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writingformadderton · 2 years
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Blissful hours
Pairing: Taron Egerton x Richard Madden
Word Count: 3129
Summary: Taron gets home tired out from work and gets surprised with a warm bath and dinner. Richard knows exactly how to take care of him and relieve the tension...
Warnings/Tags: fluff, Valentine's Day, cuddles, smut
A/N: We hope you like our fic🥰🥰~Nati and Miya💜
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Taron came home about mid-afternoon, tired out from a long week. He had been working 12 hour days for the last 3 weeks, consistent of filming, wardrobe meetings, and interviews. Thank god he has a break for the next week. He kicks off his shoes and stands still for a moment, embracing the quiet atmosphere. "Richard?" he calls out softly. His boyfriend steps out of the kitchen soon after.
Richard’s face softens seeing his mate, a compassionate smile spread across his lips. "You're still wearing your jacket, bub." he chuckles softly. He walks towards the Welsh, warm and welcoming.
"Don't care. Need you." Taron speaks just barely above a whisper and falls into his arms. He buries his face in his chest and holds onto him tightly. God, how he loves being in his arms.
Richard wraps his arms around him and gently rubs his lower back. "Tired, darling?" he asks and T just nods. He plants a soft kiss onto his temple and softly glides his fingertips over the back of his neck. "We should get you to bed early then. Looks like you could use the rest."
"M'tired but not sleepy." he sighs, hands holding onto the comfortable fabric of Richard's sweater firmly.
"I'll soothe your mind and body enough for you to sleep, I promise. Why don't you go and take a shower before we eat?" he suggests. Richard had prepared their dinner a good while ago while Taron worked. He just needed to put on some finishing touches and throw it in the oven.
"Join me?" Taron asks and looks up at him with the best puppy look in his eyes he could manage. He knows very well that Richard can rarely resist that look. Those green orbs enlarging and his pout sending him over the moon.
Richard smiles softly and unzips Taron’s jacket, giving in to his request. "Of course. I'll just put our dinner into the oven. I'll be with you in a moment"
Taron nods and makes his way to the bathroom upstairs after kissing him on the cheek. He opens the door and his mouth falls open in surprise. The bathtub is filled with water at the perfect temperature, bubbles and color added. Candles illuminated the room with a warm hue and a soothing lavender scent lulls him in. What was be occasion? Had Richard already planned for this?
"Baabee?" he asks, walking back downstairs to Richard. "What's with the candles and lavender?" he questions and sees the already set table with some wine glasses and everything. Once again, his mouth falls open in shock at the gesture. He looks at his boyfriend with eyebrows raised. Did he miss his own birthday again?
Richard closes the oven and walks over to him, a slight chuckle leaving his lips. "Well first off, it's Valentine’s Day and you had to leave and be on set before I woke up. So we can continue the celebrations now."
Taron nods and gently takes his hand. "And?" That couldn’t just be the only thing.
"And you've been working so much lately that you come home all exhausted. It breaks my heart a little." Richard gently wraps his arms around his waist. "Which is why I wanna pamper you a bit, ease the stress a little at a time." His lips curl into a small smile as he looks into his lover’s eyes.
Taron's face softens hearing that. "Aren't you the sweetest?" he breathes out and wraps his arms around his neck. He has been working really hard days with this new film, but it was worth it coming home to the person he loved every day. Seeing Richard’s smile and holding him tight every night made it all bearable.
Rich smiles and leans down, kissing him lovingly. The two savor the kiss for just a moment and enjoy each other’s warm embrace. They make their way upstairs to the bathroom and remove their clothes, getting into the water. Taron takes his chance to cuddle up against Richard, his back on his chest, and closes his eyes. He relaxes into his soothing touch as Richard takes cares of washing his body gently. He lets him rest a little while he shampoos his hair lovingly. Once finished with Taron, Richard cleans himself up and the pair carefully get out of the tub. Richard dries Taron off after wrapping his own towel around his body.
Taron insists on wearing some of Richard's clothes when they leave the bathroom, as he always does when he is exhausted. It provides a great comfort to him, whether Richard is there or not. They decide to have their dinner in the living room tonight. T is sitting on Richard's lap, a plate for both of them on his own lap as they eat carefully. "Mm I needed this." T hums happily as he digs into the lasagna Richard made. He could never get over how great of a cook he is.
"I hoped so." Rich chuckles softly and kisses his cheek.
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Taron groans softly and turns onto his back, looking up at Rich with a frustrated pout. "I can't fall asleep." he says annoyed. They had finished their dinner almost a half hour ago and Richard told Taron to rest. So Taron repositioned himself on the couch and tried just that.
Richard gently runs his hand through Taron's hair, who's head is resting on his lap. "Got too much on your mind?" he asks and T hums, answering his question.
He grumbles and rubs his eyes. "I can't stop thinking about all the stuff I have to do and-." Stopping mid sentence, he sits up and huffs tiredly.
"Taron, tonight starts your week off from working so hard. Okay, there's nothing you have to do." he says softly, but firmly. "I'm home for a few days as well, so we can actually do nothing all day." he smiles.
Taron smirks and straddles his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "That sounds almost too perfect. Am I dreaming?"
Rich chuckles softly and pulls him into a loving kiss. "You're adorable."
"Can we go and cuddle in bed?" Taron asks sweetly. Of course he truly wanted to cuddle, but there’s an underlying ulterior motive to the cuddle session.
"Of course." he nods and they get up from the couch. Richard folds the blankets they were using, and Taron couldn’t resist. Rich is caught by surprise when Taron kisses him again, a soft moan escaping the Scottish man’s chest.
Taron wraps his arms around his neck and stumbles back a few steps, his back hitting the wall behind him. He stops and looks up at him with lust momentarily gleaming in his eyes.
Richard grabs his waist and pins him to the wall, looking down at him. The sudden need in Taron’s eyes catches him by surprise, and slightly overwhelms him. "I think I know exactly what you need to put you to sleep." Rich chuckles softly.
"Maybe." he says, a blush quickly coating his cheeks and ears.
Richard smiles at the reaction and gently caresses his cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." Taron smiles softly.
He leans down, connecting their lips. They share a passionate kiss and Taron pulls him closer to his frame. Holding each other close and slightly tighter with each movement.
Taron smiles and a quiet moan falls from him as their lips touch. He kisses him passionately, breath hitching as Richard's hands caress his sides.
Richard notices the change and gently grabs his hips. "Maybe I know what you'll need to relieve the tension, darling."
T raises his eyebrows at him, holding back a grin. "I'm all ears."
"You want me to take care of you?" he asks and lets his hands slip under Taron's sweater, gently touching his skin. His touch felt like fore, but send goosebumps all over at the same time. Taron yearned for more, ached for it even.
"Please." Taron answers quickly and buries his face in Richard's shoulder, blushing at how desperate he sounds. He truly did need to get the tension out of his body from the long nights. But he wouldn’t dare turn down an offer to have it handled by Richard.
He chuckles softly and kisses his head. "I love you, darling."
"Love you too" he says softly, feeling his lips curl into a smile. He lets out a giggle as Richard guides them away from the wall and onto their big sofa, lying Taron down and hovering over him.
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He couldn't fully believe how good it feels. Though they have done this multiple times now, Richard seems to know every little thing that drives him crazy and pushes him closer to the edge. Somehow, they had moved upstairs after a very steamy make out session. And now here Taron was lying on their bed, clothes gone, legs open, and Richard moving towards where he needed him most. His hands are gripping the sheets, trying to steady himself before he lost his mind. He can’t muffle the sounds leaving his throat as Richard kissed his body, and usually he would have been flustered about it. Taron was always vocal in bed, but for them to be barely starting, it’s almost embarrassing. But this time, he doesn't even have the time to think about it, and Rich doesn't seem to mind. His whimpers are needy as Richard's lips wander up his inner thigh again. He takes one hand and rakes his fingers through Richard’s dark hair, gently tugging on his scalp. "Rich... Babe...Pleasee."
"Patience, darling." he mumbles against his skin and places a delicate kiss onto his hip bone. "We haven't even started yet." A devious smirk flashes over his lips as he sneaks a glance in Taron’s direction.
Taron chuckles weakly at that, but moans softly as Richard's lips wander down his thigh, teeth gently grazing his skin. Then, he finally feels Richard's fingers pulling down his boxers. Only seconds later, his hands are wrapped around Taron’s thighs, spreading his legs open wide. All he can see are Richard's dark curls when looking down. He takes the opportunity to run a hand through them once he feels his tongue push against his hole. "Fuckin' hell..." he sighs deeply and his eyes flutter close at the feeling.
Richard's tongue works wonders along the area and the sounds coming from his lover are music to his ears. Taron writhes underneath his hold on his thighs as Richard’s tongue laps at his entrance. Richard takes a second to place two fingers in his mouth, preparing them with as much spit as he could, before slowly sliding them into Taron one at a time, opening him up just right. A groan erupts from Taron at the sudden again, but it’s pure bliss as his boyfriend slowly works his fingers inside him. But he doesn't stop there as he wraps his lips around his length, sucking softly at the tip. Taron melts as he is taken into Richard’s mouth. The warm and wet sensation is not foreign to him, but it comes as a relief as Richard slowly moves his head lower and lower with each dip of his head.
Taron gasps at the feeling and arches into his touch. Richard's fingers curl up against his prostate whilst his mouth works wonders on him at a steady pace. Already being worked up, Taron is struggling to keep his release at bay. He’s feeling every sensation Richard is giving him. Every tongue flick on his needy length, every time he hits the back of Richard’s throat, every curl of his fingers, every time Richard hallows his cheeks. Every action bringing him closer to the edge and building up that fire in his body. It quickly becomes too much for him to bear and all he can do is gasp and moan louder than before. Unable to warn him of what’s to come, his eyes flutter closed as his orgasm washes over him, leaving him whimpering his name and pulling at his hair. Hot ropes of cum paint the inside of Richard’s mouth and he moans around his length at the feeling. Once he finished, he swallows and slowly pulls away from his lover, giving the tip one last playful lick. Taron comes down from his high, panting softly and a crimson blush settling on his face. "God, I'm sorry." he apologizes breathlessly. His mind was so clouded in pleasure that he couldn’t focus on speaking.
Richard watches him, eyes darkened with lust, and smiles softly. "Nothing to be sorry for." he tells him and wraps his hand around his own cock, stroking himself and moaning at the much needed friction. "I’m gonna make you feel so good. Just like you want, darling." he promises, a devilish grin coming across his features. Taron’s eyes enlarged at his words, and a blush paints itself on his face, his ears hot to the touch. His boyfriend instructs him to move up towards the headboard and he complies. As he settles comfortably on the bed, Richard makes his way towards him, hovering a bit. He reaches into the bedside table and retrieves a bottle of lube. He squirts some into his hand and spreads it over his length, smirking because he catches Taron watching his hand work. The younger man licks his lip, biting down softly after. Richard applies more to his fingers and rubs them over his boyfriend’s entrance, slowly pushing in to coat his walls as best as he can. Taron holds his own legs open with a groan, patiently waiting for more than just his lover’s fingers inside of him.
Richard gently removes his fingers and positions himself over the younger man, holding his length in his hand. Slowly, he begins to make his way inside. Taron whines as Richard pushes into him, finally connecting their bodies. He arches into the movement and groans satisfied when Richard sinks in deep. One hand rests on his shoulder, the other is tangled in his hair, trying to steady himself. Richard gives him time to adjust, spreading kisses all over his neck.
Richard pushes in deep and slow, really relishing the fact that they have all the time in the world for this. It's just them and their love. Something about this slow, loving pace makes the atmosphere soo much more intimate. Makes their moans sound sweeter with each thrust.
Sure, rough sex was amazing too. Dominating your partner in bed while they submitted to your will, all in part to both getting the pleasure desired. The sucks, bites, and slaps that encompassed the moment. Hearing your partner beg for a release after holding out for as long as they could, or that was allowed.
But this moment, this slow and steady rhythm heightens both men’s senses in a way like no other. Their touched gentle and warm as their bodies are engulfed in warm embraces. Kisses so passionate and soft, it left them craving for more with each separation. Bodies intertwined in the most blissful of ways, while swallowing earned moans from the other. It makes goosebumps rise on their skin, but sweat slowly build and trickle down exposed areas. Their bodies move perfectly together and neither wants to stop anytime soon.
They share sweet kisses, muffling each others moans. Tears of pleasure run down Taron's face as Richard's length massages his prostate in a steady rhythm. His next moan is so broken up it makes Richard glance at him a little alarmed.
"Are you okay?" he asks gently and slows down the pace. He gently caresses his face and kisses his jaw.
"Mmm so good..don't stop, Rich." he nods quickly and closes his eyes, mouth falling open with a moan. Taking his word for it, he continues on, matching the speed of his previous pace. "More, pleasee" he begs a little.
Richard decides to change positions, knowing his boyfriend all too well. He pulls out and giggles at the protesting sound that leaves Taron's lips. He sits on his knees and hold his hands out for Taron. "Come here, my love."
Taron gets the hint and takes his hands, sitting up and moving onto his lap, easing him in slowly. He wraps his arms around his neck, legs around his waist, and moans deliciously as he sinks down onto his cock. Moving his hips, he starts riding him in a steady pace. He kisses Richard passionately, nipping and biting at each other’s lips until he slides his tongue into his mouth. Their tongues dancing aggressively with one another.
Richard's hands caress down his sides, settling on his hips to steady him as he thrusts up into him. He moans loudly as Taron rolls his hips down to meet him. It’s pure ecstasy in the air, as both of them had been waiting for this moment for a couple days. Their skin electrifying the other with touches, grips, and tight embraces. Every kiss and bites sending goosebumps. The moans, groans, and whimpers becoming music to their ears, and they will do anything to keep the song going. If only they had been recording this to look back on later. It’s only about them in this moment, which makes it all the more passionate and sultry. It doesn't take long for Taron to find his rhythm and bounce faster on him, moaning obscenely loud as he chases his high. His release had been building steadily. But now, it’s right there, ready to be let go. "Oh God, ohh I'm gonna-." he doesn't finish his sentence as a gasp replaces his words. Richard wraps his arms around him and sends him over the edge with only a few strokes.
Taron groans out his name and cums all over their chests, sloppily moving his hips as he rides through his orgasm. The thick, white ropes painting a picture on their skin. His head sinks onto his shoulder once it washes over and he whimpers a little at the overstimulation.
Now, its Richard’s turn. "Come on, darling. Cum for me." Taron says soft and breathlessly, lovingly fondles through his hair. "My beautiful, handsome, love." he praises him. Richard was very close and all it takes is for Taron to clench around him. The action sends Richard over the edge, a low gutteral groan leaving his swollen lips as he coats his walls with his cum. Taron moans softly at the sound, kissing his neck and jaw as he rides out his orgasm.
They collapse onto the matress together and pant softly. "Tired now?" he asks laughing breathlessly. He looks over at him lazily.
"Absolutely." T smirks and lazily grabs his hand, squeezing it. "Happy Valentine's day." he says softly after a moment.
"Happy Valentine's day, love." he smiles at him sweetly.
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For my ​ @daredevilexchange gift, I’ve made an album cover and fanmix inspired by @youveneverbeenalone‘s marvelous fic Ghost Within A Ghost.
I Put a Spell on You - Creedence Clearwater Revival An easy one for any poor victim under Kilgrave’s control, and I’m a fan of this particular cover.
Just One Yesterday - Fall Out Boy ft. Foxes Matt is Kilgrave’s puppet. He unwillingly leads a double life, harming people against his will, struggling with his faith, job, and friends, all the while wishing he never met the man in the purple suit.
Tell Me I’m Okay Patrick - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Season 2 Original Cast Recording The idea of poor Matt having to pal around with Kilgrave because the piece of crap has no friends is darkly hilarious and pathetic to me. Granted, Rebecca is being more honest and vulnerable with her delivery guy than Kilgrave could ever be with anyone, but if he were being a touch more honest, I think this his how that would go. Also, Charlie Cox and David Tennant lounging on a piano like vintage starlets is a fantastic mental image.
She’s Always a Woman - Billy Joel One of those Perfect Jessica Jones songs, imo. Nearly every lyric fits her, and as Matt gets to know her better, I think he would agree.
I’m Still Standing - Rocket Man Original Cast Recording He went through Hell, but our DareDevil is free. The relief Matt feels when the purple fog is lifted is lovingly written, and while I almost went with the original Elton John version of this song, Taron Egerton’s portrayal of Elton recovering from his battles with addiction quietly before jumping into an iconic music video fit just a touch better.
Friends Will Be Friends - Queen Jess and Matt likely palling around in the future brings me joy and the note of friendship this fic ended on was an excellent bow on this gift of a fic.
Bonus Track!
Fit Hot Guys Have Problems Too - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Season 3 Original Cast Recording This can apply to any of the male Defenders, but Matt has the most angst, so it fits him even moreso. This is mostly a joke, but come for the abs, stay for the character development!
[Image Description: Matt Murdock, his back to the viewer, holds his arms out as though he is being crucified or puppeteered, his scene all in red. Kilgrave and Jessica Jones are ghosted above the title, all in purple. The title “Ghost Within A Ghost” is in the center, dividing the groups.]
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It's been more than two months since TCR premiered, I have watched every episode of that show at least twice. As someone who did not want to watch the show in first place cause of the subject ( mental health and drug abuse are not my thing so I avoid shows and movies about them). I watched the first 3 episodes when they first aired mostly because the of way critics dragged the show I was like "this show can not be that bad, I have to see for myself". But after those 3 episodes I dropped the show cause for the life of me I could not understand what the show was all about. But after all the episodes aired I picked it up again out of curiosity and was really into it. It personally think TCR all in all was a good show (any show that makes me rematch is an A+ in my book). People keep saying how they have or had issues with it but I dont think there was that much wrong with it, I mean other than the slow pacing of the first 4 episodes. The show was not perfect but then again what show is?
You can not tell me all those people on twitter using words like; amazing, excellent, best show I have seen in a while, best representation of DID, Compelling storytelling to describe TCR dont know what they are saying.
I saw a bunch of people on the bird app who said they were never fans of Tom, never understood the hype but have become his fans after watching TCR. Random Joes and Janes who had nothing but nice things to say about TCR.
If a show like Black Bird 🐦‍⬛ a show that after binge witching all six episode I was like "well that's six hours of my life I will never get back ( I mean talk about slow pacing), got all the the hype then what was so wrong with TCR? Honestly, I seriously don't understand.
Another thing, I have been to twitter and tiktok to see what people( the general puplic) are saying about TCR and I swear the most lukewarm reactions towards the show in my opinion is on tz tumblr.
Hey Anon! 😃
First off, I'm glad you were able to change your mind about TCR and came to appreciate it! Didn't I tell you? I KEEP telling people that sometimes you need to watch a film/tv series AGAIN to really actually appreciate and enjoy it. Idk why that happens, but that's actually happened to me...several times! I don't think the series was as bad as critics were saying either. Not in the least.
But anyway, I'm GLAD that many more who were not fans of Tom are now starting to see just how good of an actor he is, and how versatile he can be! 😃 I think that will only continue to happen the more roles he does OUTSIDE of Spider-Man (imo). I def think his FA biopic will be a game-changer for him, and I think the critics will finally come to see a new side to Tom. 😊
Sometimes, we just have to be PATIENT. Some films and even some actors aren't really truly appreciated until years later. Trust me... It happens ALL the time.
Re: Blac Bird... I never saw the series, but I know it did win some awards if I'm not mistaken. It stars my Taron Egerton lol, so I know I've been meaning to watch it ever since I saw it was nominated for a GG. I just haven't gotten around to it yet. But it was seriously THAT boring?? 👀
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The show was amazing. Al Gore was on fire. The perfect kryptonite to Lovett
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My #1 post of 2022
Getting to see them love filled me with so much joy. The dopamine I got from that. The pure adoration I felt for all of them. It was strong.
The best part of Nashville was seeing how much love and respect people have for these guys. A stranger who sat next to me during the show said she drove 7 hours from Virginia because she wanted to see Lovett and the boys in person and of course Al Gore.
The standing ovations the boys got. The energy in the crowd. It was fucking amazing. I wish I could have shared that with everyone in this wonderful community. The chemistry between those men is even more present in person. They flowed together.
They were beautiful. I will absolutely be seeing them again, assuming they continue to do this. I have so much I want to say to them
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Ask game time! When you get this post 5 songs and then send it to 10 other people <3
But also can they be like a 5 song playlist for Michelle or Charlie 👉👈
Oh, I didn't see the second addition! Who am I to turn down a request like this! <3 Michele has his own playlist on spotify as well!
Michele:
Blame It On The Girls by Mika - To combine your requests, I love the idea of Charlie taking Mika's role here as he sings to & about Michele 😆 It's really the "Your life could be perfect, but there's this little voice in your head that always ruins it for you" that makes it a Michele song. That, the dead father line and the pansexuality.
La ballata del Michè by Fabrizio de André - TW Suicide mention for this one. I love how it's a wonderful song to waltz to on a late summer day, but the song is about a man named Michè who killed himself in prison, because he couldn't bear to be parted from his love for so long - at least that is what the narrator tells us. No need to explain why this song fits.
The Man by The Killers - I know it's an ironic song about toxic masculinity and it's 50% that for Michele as well, a bit tongue in cheek about his role as a big fish in the pond. It's also 50% genuine though, albeit that it suits him genuinely better before his fall from grace.
I'm Still Standing by Elton John (cover by Taron Egerton) - Something for my recovering Michele, celebrating that he survived his childhood and all the damage it caused. "Looking like a true survivor! Feeling like a little kid!"
Vietato Morire by Ermal Meta - I imagine this song to be something that Michele teaches the twins, based on his own childhood experiences, but it's also a reminder to himself. The chorus goes as follows: "Change your stars, if you try it you will succeed // And remember that love never hits in the face // My son, remember // The man that you will become // Can never be greater than the love you give"
Michele's playlist has a lot of rather bleak songs, due to how central his issues and character development are to the mainstory. I tried to aim for a mix that showcases both. Honorary mentions to other stuff on the playlist: The In-Between by In This Moment, Requiem from Dear Evan Hansen and Eros and Apollo by The Studio Killers.
Charlie:
Grace Kelly by Mika - I don't know how far you've made it into Italian Affairs by now, but it's the Charco subplot. It's just the Charco subplot - and Charlie in general! It's as if someone had turned his feelings & train of thoughts into a song! He's so proud of his individuality, but he also craves validation from the people he likes so badly. "Do I attract you, do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty, am I too flirty, do I like what you like? Yeah, I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome, guess I'm a little bit shy. Why don't you like me, why don't you like me without making me try?"
I Like Boys by Todrick Hall - No explanation needed. It's His Gayesty.
Zielscheibe by OOMPH! - This song is about teasing and provoking people who try to bully or ostracize one. It's also in the Charlie & Robert playlist on spotify, for the obvious reason that the person Charlie likes to tease with his pure existence the most is Robert. "Shoot finally, pull the trigger at last // Come and use me as a target for your prejudices! // I like it when you take a shot at me!"
Who I Am by The Score - Charlie is by far not the only character who takes pride in who they are as a person, but it was an integral part of his character from the beginning. This song is a good example of it.
Open Wounds by Skillet - I haven't listened to this song in a long time, but it still deserves its spot on my LFLS Playlist as an example of the relationship Charlie had with his father Connor. Charlie really loved his father and hoped until his last breath that Connor would accept him after his coming out instead of making him feel like he had failed him as a son.
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HEY!
A little about me post for the 2024 season, including DNI/boundaries cause bios suck.
About me
I'm a British 17yo who currently is doing Maths, Physics and Further Maths in college. I'm slow to post and update cause this usually sucks a lot out of me.
I am fairly sure I'm undiagnosed autistic. I've researched it for a good 2-3 years now, but my family and i are reluctant to get me diagnosed due to competition within careers, and the diagnosis putting me at lower odds for employers.
I am Queer! To be more specific, trans, Asexual and Grey-Biromantic. I say I identify as a trans man due to the simplicity of the terms. My gender feels a lot more complex than that, but words are hard.
I am also a chronic oversharer.
My special Interest is all things rollercoaster/theme park.
The parks I have visited are:
Walt Disney World
Universal Studios Orlando Resort
Seaworld Orlando
Busch Gardens Tampa
Camelot Theme Park
Alton Towers
Blackpool Pleasure Beach
Disneyland Paris
Thorpe Park
My list is messy as hell, but my 3 favourite coasters of all time are
Galactica, AT
Velocicoaster, IOA
Mako, SWO
My top bucket list coasters are:
1.FLY [Phantasia]
2. Taron [Phantasia]
3. Ride To Happiness [plopsa]
4. The Mummy [Universal Studios Orl]
5. Iron Gwazi [Busch Tampa]
BOUNDARIES
Don't call me by my irl name. I don't care about it irl but I consider it too personal for the internet
Don't tell me how to live my life, or try to invalidate me or whatever. I know myself better than you do, I promise.
Don't claim my art as your own
Be a dick
YOU CAN
Send me and my ocs asks. In fact, I implore that you do. I'm not likely to make the first move, but sometimes I do really want to be friends and all I need is an ask/message asking for that. Also asks are fun
Mock me - lightly. I am annoying, yes. I won't ignore that.
Tell me if I do something bigoted. I do mean well, but none of us are perfect, and I'd like to learn
Follow me even if you're in my DNI. Just don't bring attention to yourself. If I think I don't want you here, I can handle it myself.
Call me by any of my listed names, and literally any pronouns.
DNI
Transphobes, general bigots
Anyone who supports isreal. Fuck you. Ceasefire all the way
Dream [MCYT] fans/stans. Even if the claims are false, he's just kinda annoying now. DSMP/other MCYT fans are free to follow, I'm one of yall
Americans/hj
People who don't take phobias seriously
People who can't enjoy fun and whimsy ["Galactica needs a retheme it's current theme SUCKS." People basically. And ones who can't do kareoke]
Anyone who brings up age of consent more than 3 times a year.
Anyone younger than 13. Like to think there's no one like that on THIS app but you gotta be careful.
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(facebook mom voice) to all of those who are struggling right now...
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Unnecessarily big Taron Egerton gifs [6 of ?]
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Empire UK – February 2018 part 2
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Hello lovely, I was wondering if you could please write an imagine for me where Taron' 4 year old daughter has ballet but the catch for this lesson is a daddy and me class. Super cute, super fluffy and maybe the wife (or girlfriend. You can choose) comes along to watch and she gushes over how cute they are and then posts a video to her Instagram or something like that?
I hope this lives up to what you wanted and I hope it is fluffy enough!! Thanks for giving me the challenge!
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32 years ago Taron stood in this very spot, pacing like he was now as he waited for the doors to open allowing him to walk down the aisle, past his friends and family and to stand before them all and pledge his love to the most wonderful woman he could ever ask for. Now he stood pacing as he waited for his eldest child, his daughter to join him so he could escort her down the aisle just like his wife's father had for her.
So much had happened in those 32 years. He and his wife had grown closer and stronger, that bond grew tenfold when he watched her bring their first child into the world 26 years ago and it grew even more with the two that followed her. All the years of hard work that made him not only a Tony winner but a 2 time Oscar winner. His wife had gone on to be a 5 time Oscar winning screenwriter and one of the most sought after directors in Hollywood. Between their thriving careers they somehow found a way to raise 3 of the greatest kids they could ever imagine having, two daughters and a son. The youngest, their son just graduated college for international relations, he was moving to DC and was going to be one of the best politicians the country could ask for. Their middle daughter, the fireball had followed in her fathers foot footsteps, already with a dozen or so movies under her belt at 24, her first Oscar nomination coming just two years prior and finally the eldest, his author, the first one to make him a father, the one that changed his world forever.
He was so lost in the memories of his amazing life he hadn’t heard his daughter walk up behind him.
“Ready Papa?” Taron turned around, his eyes filling with tears again at the sight of his beautiful daughter in her white dress, the necklace he had given her mother on their one year anniversary hanging around her neck. She looked so much like his wife that all the memories of their wedding day came flooding back.
“Hi baby” he smiled, pulling her into a gentle but strong hug that only a father could give. They thought that doing a first look with the photographer earlier would help with his emotions when he walked her down the aisle but that clearly didn’t help as he pulled out his handkerchief to wipe his tears.
“You know you can always change your mind and come back home with mom and me, your room will always be there” He whispered through the tears, his daughter laughed into his chest. Taron absolutely adored his daughter's fiancé, he was the most perfect partner he could ever ask for his first born, his wife told him constantly how much he reminded her of Taron, but this was his baby girl.
“I know dad but-” She paused and looked up at Taron “I really like him” she smiled, now it was his turn to laugh “Well I guess I should get you down the aisle then” he kissed her forehead before reluctantly letting go. They stood side by side as the doors opened and he walked his daughter to start a new chapter of her life.
The ceremony went by in a flash of tears and laughter and love, before he knew it there were toasts and speeches being made and he was sitting next to his beaming wife, her hand tight in his as they watched their now married daughter spin around the dance floor with her new husband. Soon he would make his way to the dance floor to share a father/daughter dance and he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the first daddy/daughter dance they had
-22 years earlier-
Taron sat in his office reading over a script his agent just sent him. He was so lost in the script that he didn’t hear the soft knock on his door or tiny feet that made their way into the room but he did look up when his daughter spoke.
“Papa?” she asked nervously. He finished reading the line he was on and then gave his full attention to her.
“Hi my darling? How was dance class?” he asked as he pulled her into his lap before giving her cheek a kiss, she was still in her tutu and leotard from class.
“Fun!” She exclaimed with her missing teeth smile “My teacher told me to give this to you” she added as she handed him a folded bright orange paper. He opened it up and saw it was an invite to the Daddy/Daughter recital. They would have a group dance with the fathers and then a few of the kids had been chosen for solos and his daughter was one of them.
“A daddy/daughter dance?!” he asked excitedly “You’re gonna let papa bust all his embarrassing moves?” Taron stood up quickly, his daughter clutched to him as he started dancing around his office with her. She let out a high pitched laugh when he dipped her and then blew a raspberry on her cheek when he brought her back up.
“What is going on here?” Taron turned around at the sound of his wife, she stood leaning on the door frame, watching them with their 1 year old in her arms.
“Papa and I are gonna dance mama!” their daughter yelled.
“Dance!?” She exclaimed back “You know your papa has two left feet?” Their daughter looked at them confused and then looked down at her dad's feet. He and his wife laughed.
A month went by and the night was finally here. Taron had moved things around in his schedule to make sure he was there for every dance rehearsal, he didn’t want to miss a second of this. The group dance went as expected, the auditorium was still holding their sides from laughing so much. Right now Taron was seated in a chair in the back, his daughter in his lap as one of the parent volunteers finished doing her makeup.
For their dance his daughter had chosen the song ‘You’ll be in my Heart’ from Tarzan, it was her mama’s favorite Disney movie, even though she cried every time but her papa always sang the song to her mom when they watched the movie together and it made her mom smile. His daughter was in a yellow dress like Jane wears and he was dressed in a smart suit like Tarzan wore toward the end of the movie. They were doing a waltz, well as much of a waltz as a 4 year old could do.
They made their way on stage, the audience clapping. Right away Taron caught his wife’s eye, she was beaming from ear to ear, her phone in hand as she recorded. He and his daughter stood facing each other, Taron bent over to be able to put his hand on her waist. As the music started they went to step but she misstepped and stepped on Taron’s foot, and that started her breakdown. As much as he and his wife tried to instill in their daughter that nothing is perfect and mistakes happen, she was definitely a perfectionist and the one misstep led to another and not even a minute into their dance she stopped and started crying. As the audience aw’d at the situation, Taron knelt down to his daughter level.
“Honey it’s okay we can start again” he told her, wiping the tears off her cheek, she shook her head.
“I can’t remember them” she pouted, large tears streaming down her cheeks “I’m sorry papa”
“Oh baby girl, you don’t have anything to be sorry about. Papa forgets things all the time, it happens. How about you stand on my feet and we’ll just dance like we do at home” he told her, she nodded and whipped her face with her sleeve.
Taron looked to the side of the stage and gave a circle motion with his hand, letting them know to start the song over. As they did, he looked out into the audience, his wife wiped the tears from her eyes as she watched her husband be the amazing father he is.
His daughter stepped up onto his feet, her arms tight around him, he held her close. The music started and he moved in time with the steps they were meant to do, as they danced around the stage, the two becoming lost in the music. Taron let his eyes fall closed as they moved.
When he opened his eyes back up they again found his wife, still beaming with tears in her eyes at her husband but now she had aged 30 years, his daughter arms were still tight around him, her white heels had been kicked off halfway through the dance as she stepped up onto her dads feet and he finished their father/daughter dance gliding her around the dance floor like he had all those years ago. The video of the recital that his wife captured played on a screen behind them in time with the song coming through the DJ speaker.
As the song came to an end he kissed the top of her head like he had done so many times, she gave an extra tight hug before she stepped down. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room as everyone watched the beautiful exchange.
The night came to a close, most of the guests were gone, leaving only close family and friends. Taron had his wife wrapped in his arms as they slowly danced to the final songs of the night, their son over his wife's shoulder dancing with his boyfriend, their middle daughter swayed with her best friends sleeping daughter on her chest and his eldest sat watching the room with her new husband, her legs up over his as he held her close.
In this moment life couldn’t get any better, as long as he had his family, he would never want for anything.
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