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[brattylikestoeat]

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[snackietime]

#babe wake up new chocolate guy just dropped #chef amaury #tiktok #chocolate #valentines day #food

[lysenfeu]

Cheque Please!

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Prompt: Public

Summary: Venom gets a little too enthusiastic after you offer him a treat on date night with Eddie. Content: Smut (F/M), Semi-public sex, Alien sex, Tentacles/tendrils, Oral sex (F receiving)

A/N: I love my scrunkly journalist and his goo husband so much, absolute menaces the pair of them.

[Read on AO3]

[Kinktober 2023 Masterlist]

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Date night with Eddie was your favourite night of the week. This time he'd taken you out to a cozy Italian place with plush seating and gorgeous decor. You had spent the evening laughing at Eddie's ridiculous work stories and eating some of the best pasta you'd ever had. Now at the end of the night, you were comfortably buzzed after splitting a bottle of red wine and you were thoroughly enjoying your time with your adorable boyfriend.

The server approached your table and quickly cleared your empty plates before placing a small menu in front of you. "Are you interested in any coffee or dessert?"

An image on the front of the menu caught your eye immediately, an absolutely decadent-looking chocolate cake. Eddie must have seen the look on your face as he chuckled and promptly asked the server to bring you a slice. You were delighted when it arrived looking exactly like the picture. After the first bite, you’d thought you might have died and gone to heaven. Savouring every bite of the rich, velvety chocolate treat reminded you of a certain inky black someone with a sweet tooth. 

Of course, everywhere Eddie went, Venom was with him. Never alone and never apart as Venom liked to say. The inseparable pair had revealed themselves to you awhile ago and after the initial shock of finding out the cute guy you’d been dating had an actual alien inside him, Venom had grown on you. You knew he was simmering somewhere under Eddie’s skin, seeing and hearing everything but knowing not to reveal himself too obviously.

"Hey, does the big guy want a bite?"

YES!

The symbiote roared to life in Eddie’s mind and he rolled his eyes at the overager tone of his other half.

"He does but he really doesn't deserve any. He’s been an absolute pain lately" Eddie's jacket sleeve wobbled a little, Venom subtly showing off his annoyance with his host's comments.

You pouted at your boyfriend. "Aw, come on babe. He can have a little bit."

AGREE WITH HER! SHE IS SMARTER THAN YOU.

Eddie sighed in resignation. "Alright, fine. But only if he promises to not be seen and behave." He did his best to glare at the alien in silent warning internally. Venom slipped out of Eddie's sleeve and dropped beneath the table, quickly extending himself over to where you were sitting. You arranged up the last pieces of the decadent dessert on your fork.

Eddie shook his head at you as you carefully lifted the tablecloth and held out the utensil in your lap. "You're way too soft on him, you know."

"It's just a piece of cake, shush."

Venom's head moved over to you, opening his jaws and unfurling his tongue, the long appendage moving around in anticipation of the chocolatey treat. A few strings of saliva splattered onto your thigh, cold and wet against your skin. An involuntary shiver raced down your spine and your grip on the fork tensed. You weren't a stranger to Venom teasing you, he’d been involved with both you and Eddie countless times, but having him do it unexpectedly in such a risky location was new.

The alien’s tongue reached out and curled around your wrist, pulling your whole arm under the table. The utensil wobbled dangerously before the symbiote could bring it closer, smearing the cake along your thigh as he dragged it towards his split open mouth. You didn’t get a moment to process the streak of crumbs and powdered sugar now decorating your leg before Venom’s tongue released your wrist and moved to lap at the mess, the wet thickness sliding along the soft skin on your inner thigh. 

Venom blinked, cautiously smelling the air before recognizing the scent. He was smelling chocolate and you. You couldn't help your reaction, the cold spit and warm muscle in such a sensitive area left you wet and wanting more. Your thighs immediately tried to snap closed searching for friction but Venom caught you. Inky black tendrils split off from his form, gripping at your knees and prying them apart, giving him full access to you underneath the table. Your scent was overwhelming him and the alien desperately needed more. You shakily brought your hand back to the tabletop and clumsily dropped the fork on your plate, deeply distracted by the alien moving between your legs. Eddie looked at you curiously, you were flushed and biting down on your bottom lip to stop from making too much noise.

Vee? What’s going on?

Venom slid his impossibly long, wet tongue along your clothed cunt, soaking through the rest of the lacy fabric that you hadn’t already drenched.

DELICIOUS.

Eddie watched from across the table as your eyes widened and your mouth dropped open with a gasp. Eddie frowned, suspicious of the alien and somewhat worried about you.

What are you doing?

WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU.

Venom ran his tongue along your center again, dipping beneath the seam of your panties and finally tasting you. The symbiote was sending flashes of how you looked, felt and smelled straight into Eddie's mind. The dirty little secrets of how well you were responding to his teasing, how wet you already were, just for them. Venom thought you tasted even better than the cake and Eddie certainly wasn’t going to disagree.

As the images and sensations flooded Eddie's mind, his eyes darkened with lust and his cock twitched to life trapped in his jeans. He muttered something about public decent and how that’s not exactly behaving but fine.

Be quiet but don’t stop.

WE WILL NEVER STOP.

A tendril slithered up your thigh and along the edge of your panties, slipping underneath and pulling them to the side. 

As quietly as possible, Venom licked at your fully exposed pussy, the tip of his tongue flicking hard against your clit. Electricity shot through you at the contact, You brought your napkin up to your lips to try and stifle the moans continuously threatening to escape you as Venom did it again and again, knowing just how to bring you right to the edge.

Eddie couldn’t take his eyes off you, his pupils were blown out with desire and his cock aching in his denims as Venom relayed every bit of your pleasure and taste to him. The symbiote was also sending him absolutely filthy suggestions of what they could both do to you back at home when Venom could come out to play properly. Visions of you spread out underneath them, hearing all those sounds you needed to supress right now, the two of them making you fall apart over and over. Eddie was nearly delirious from the onslaught of Venom's ideas. Your hands fisted into the table cloth and your eyes fluttered shut as Venom’s tongue slipped in and out of your soaking pussy, impossibly long and thick, dragging along your slick walls.

"Hey, hey." Eddie gently chided you from across the table. "Look at me." He reached out and grabbed your hand, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb against your palm.

You forced your eyes open to meet Eddie's gaze. The intensity on his face caught you off guard. He looked downright ravenous; like he wanted to devour you whole the same way Venom was trying to.

“You can take it, can’t you? Be good for us.”

A whine built in the back of your throat, both of your boys were clearly on board with this. The pair were getting off on teasing and torturing you in public, Venom treating you like his very own dessert. You could take it, you would be a good girl for them. Eddie asked so nicely, how could you disappoint him?

Eddie watched with rapt attention as you let Venom wreck you in public. None of the other tables would know anything out of the ordinary was happening but Eddie knew. He knew how hard you were trying to keep quiet as you were about to cum, how a mix of your juices and Venom’s saliva was dripping onto the chair underneath you as your thighs shook around Venom’s head. Vee finally pushed you over the edge, your pussy clamping down and convulsing around the alien’s soaked tongue  Eddie saw you sink your teeth into your bottom lip as your eyes rolled back in your head and you came completely undone on Venom’s face, flooding the symbiote with your sweet flavour.

The alien appendages slowly withdrew from you as Venom slithered away and retracted back into Eddie, satisfied with himself for the moment. You felt Eddie squeeze your hand and ground you, helping you float back down to earth. When you opened your eyes, you caught Eddie staring at you with obvious lust and a hint of pride in his gaze.

“Such a good girl, you did great baby.”

You smiled lazily at him, still a little wobbly from the sensory overload but filled with warmth at the praise, These two would be the death of you one day, but you knew you’d enjoy every second of it. You were still trying to catch your breath and recover from the intense orgasm when the server approached the table again.

"How was the cake? Anything else I can get you?"

"Everything was great, we just need the cheque please." Eddie grinned at you, a predatory gleam in his eye. 

"We should get going, there’s something we need to take care of at home.”

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A/N: Well that was a fun one! I really hope you enjoyed it, please leave a comment, reblog or like <3

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[bite-dispenser]

Chocolate guy made a functional safe.

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[pablitosgf]

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! — OP81

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! — oscar piastri x fem!reader

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 ! — in which you and oscar bake some cookies only for it to end up burnt.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ! — none. only fluff!! jk maybe some grammar mistakes and other things, but thats it. i didn't proofread so lmk if you spot other mistakes!

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ! — I LOVE this dancing in the kitchen. its so good! i would say the dancing bit is okay but i love the rest. btw, requests are open! please make sure to check my guidelines for my request rules. ty <3

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓 ! — writing

You were currently wrapped in Oscar’s arms, playing with his light brown hair, his face stuffed in your neck. You both could feel the heartbeats of one another and the warmth the two of you produced with your bodies. Your breathing synced with his, and your arm snaked around his waist.

“Do you wanna do something else?” you asked, Oscar, who was once hidden in your neck now looked up at you. Looking at his moles, he had quite a lot. Every time the both of you cuddled you couldn't help but kiss the moles on his face. A habit you picked up ever since you guys started dating.

He scrunched his eyebrows, “What do you wanna do? I'm up for anything.” many ideas raced in your mind, suddenly you had an idea. It was as if a lightbulb had lit up.

“Maybe we could bake something. Like cookies,” you said, knowing that chocolate chip cookies were your favorite dessert ever. Oscar knew that. Any time you guys went to a bakery your #1 pick was always chocolate chip cookies, they always brought a smile to your face.

Oscar immediately knew your ideas for baking some chocolate chip cookies. “Do we have the ingredients?”

You quickly nodded, you’d stocked the food supplies a couple of days ago. Swiftly, you took one motion to get up and go to the kitchen, Oscar just right behind. Opening the pantry you grabbed some flour, chocolate chips, and other necessities while Oscar turns on some music.

“Okay let's wash our hands!” you exclaimed, making your way to the sink and of course, do as you said. Oscar followed your words and too washed his hands.

“I’ll do the wet ingredients and you do the dry ones,” you said, knowing that if you left him with the more "complex" one it would instantly contort into complete disarray.

You began microwaving the butter and putting sugar in the bowl while waiting. Mixing up the butter and sugar blend you look over at Oscar who just had to measure and put flour in a bowl. You emit a sigh, he already messed up. A faint of flour was in his hair, fluffing it up to hopefully get rid of it.

“Oscar…” you mutter, trying to stifle a laugh. A huge white patch which was obviously flour on his shirt. You tried your best to wipe the patch off, but there it was still there. Looking up at your boyfriend you could see he was pouting. He could tell you were about to laugh.

“Stop… Baby, don't laugh at me!” he whined, and those exact words made you erupt in laughter. His pout soon contorted into a smile. Your boyfriend enjoyed hearing the sound of your laughs, chuckles, and guffaws. Your laugh with the faint music in the background was perfect for him. As if he was in a movie.

“Babe!” he groaned, he too trying to suppress a laugh. You tried to stop laughing and say something.

“You… Look… Aha! I can't.” you manage to say while laughing. At this point, Oscar was frowning and cracking up at the same time. You then looked at the ground which was all a mess, and your jaw dropped.

“Oscar!” you playfully slapped his arm, most of the flour was now on the floor. Rolling your eyes you look up at him, signaling for him to clean it.

Later, you both finished making the cookie dough and were currently waiting for it to be done baking in the oven. The once messy floor was now cleaned up, looking clean and new. Unexpectedly, you and Oscar’s favorite song played. You looked at him and smiled.

“Shall we dance?” he asked, sticking his hand out for you to grab. The song held so much importance to both of you. It was the song that played when you two first met at a café.

“Of course.” you smiled, taking his hand and whirling into his embrace. Your feet moved along with the slow beat of the music, the sound of steps reflecting off your wood floor. The sound of your heartbeat was fast and you couldn't contain the amount of love you had for Oscar. Resting your head on his shoulder, you could only smile. Young and in love, was what many people said to you. And it was true. The growing infatuation you both had for each other was immense, you were each other's rock, soulmate, and love of course.

Oscar twirled and dipped you as you both danced, a smile playing on each other's lips. And with one single twirl, you were enveloped in his arms. The song soon ended with both of you staring at each other. You couldn't help but connect your lips with his.

“I love you,” he whispered with a toothy smile.

“I love you too,” you whispered back and gave him a peck on the cheek. You stood there in love until realization hit you both…

“Oh shit, the cookies!” you both exclaimed, rushing to the oven.

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[darkacademicvibes]

The three relationships that didn't work out and the one that did.

Because I'm a sad bitch.

"Oh my god, I'm so blind" you laugh, tears blurring your vision as Oliver stands up, alarmed. "Babe?" You shake your head, taking a desperate deep breath, trying not to let the years fall as you look up at the ceiling. You hold the breath in your throat before exhaling shakily, laughing wetly.

Your boyfriend reaches your side and places a hand on your shoulder, which you quickly shrug off, pointing at him as the first few tears fall, glaring at him out of the corner of your eye as you continue shaking your head silently. "Don't you dare touch me" you take a few shakey deep breaths, and wipe your tears, which are quickly replaced with new ones.

"Y/n, it's not what-" you point at the girl Oliver was just sitting with, talking with, kissing, and your jaw clenches as you frown in disgust. "Don't. Don't you dare say it's not what it looked like, because it looked like Oliver was cheating on me" you turn back on your boyfriend and your heart twists as you stare at him, your tears hot as you wait for him to say something.

His guilty wince tells you all you need to know.

You turn away, "oh my god, I'm so stupid" you laugh sadly, memories of Oliver talking about MJ flooding your brain. You were so blinded by your feelings for him to realize he's in love with someone else entirely.

You nod to yourself, tongue pressing against your cheek as you cry.

"Okay" you breathe, turning to face the two of them. "Okay" you smile tensely, "okay?" MJ asks nervously.

You shrug, a pained, amused smile on your lips as you sniffle.

"Okay" you nod.

"Well" you sniffle again and clear your throat, clapping your hands lightly, "I wish you two a very happy relationship" sarcasm leaks into your voice as you continue talking, ignoring Oliver's advances.

"You two deserve each other" MJ flinches, and Oliver stops, his hands falling to his sides as he stares at you.

You shake your head and push your shoulders back, standing straight as you turn and walk away from the hallway by the courtyard. You don't let yourself cry until you reach the stairs, and when you do cry, you drop your head and sob into your sleeve as you make your way to the Gryffindor common room.

The fire is going by the time you reach the red and gold room, and Sirius, Peter, Remus, and James are all laughing together beside it. You sniffle and Sirius glances in your direction briefly before doing a double take and standing up. "Hey, y/l/n, are you alright?" You laugh and fresh tears spring forward.

"Yeah, m'just a huge idiot, apparently" you take another deep breath, sending them an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I'm fine" you clear your throat and make your way over to the girls dormitory stairs, a hand grips your wrist loosely and you pause, turning to look at Sirius Black.

"Come on, tell us what's wrong" he pulls you gently to sit down on the couch between him and James Potter, and suddenly you're spilling everything about Oliver and your relationship.

About how he made you feel insecure, and how he was always either with MJ or talking about her, and how you feel like an idiot for not noticing it sooner. Remus Lupin feeds you seemingly endless bits of chocolate as you cry, and Peter makes sure you have water while James rubs your back and hold the tissues, while Sirius agrees with you when you shit talk Oliver but discourages you from shit talking yourself.

"I just feel so dumb, it was right in front of me and..." You trail off and accept the next piece of chocolate from Remus, who rubs your knee gently from the floor beside you. "Thanks Remus" you mumble, biting into it. He nods silently, offering you a gentle smile.

You accept another tissue from James and wipe your tears before taking another one and finish wiping your face. You laugh awkwardly, sniffling a little.

"If this is what crying over breakups with you guys are like I might have to hunt you down every time" you joke, and Remus shrugs.

Sirius and James share a look before nodding and they all turn to Peter, who nods, making the ultimate decision, before they all smile.

"Don't be silly, we're friends now, you hang out with us and we'll take care of you. Whatever you need" James pulls you into his side, and you feel like you're with your older brother for a moment.

"Really?" You sniffle, (broken) heart warming at the gesture. They all nod and you tear up again. "We're so sorry, we didn't mean to make you cry" Peter gasps, gently wiping your new tears away with his unused handkerchief. "No! Not at all, thank you, I just have a hard time making friends sometimes, so I'm not used to just being adopted into a big group" you explain.

"We're here to make you feel loved, y/n. It's what friends are for" Sirius assures you, his words turning teasing at the end of his sentence.

They stick by your side for the rest of the night, and you all eat breakfast together the next day.

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You didn't see it coming, it'd been a year of being single with a couple of flings between months after Oliver, and then you'd met Ben. Remus and Peter hated him on sight, but Sirius liked how he acted with you, and James thought he was pretty cool, so you went out with him. Once, then twice, then three times, and that turned into seven months together.

Until now. "I can't believe you!" He shouts. You scoff, gesturing to your black eye, "you can't believe me?" You yell, incredulous.

It was an accident, he'd hit a bludger at Marlene in the quidditch game and she'd dodged, but Hanson, the Gryffindor beater closest to the rougue bludger was too slow and it caught you in the eye.

You wouldn't care as much, if your boyfriend had even stopped to check on you, or visit you after the game, or apologize at all.

Now he's calling you insane for wanting an apology for your black eye and mild concussion, because he didn't stop playing to call over the field and ask about you, and then went to the Slytherin party after they used your injury as a distraction against Gryffindor.

"I told you it wasn't meant for you! It was an accident!" He defends himself, and you roll your eyes. "So? Normal people would apologize anyway!" You stress, he shakes his head.

"Bullshit, why would someone apologize when they haven't done anything wrong?" Tears built up in your eyes and you have a deep breath.

"Because they did do something wrong, they just didn't mean to, and you didn't even bother to check on me!" You cross your arms over your stomach, insecurity scratching at the back of your throat.

"Seriously? I checked on you the next morning, you psycho!" You flinch back at the insult and shake your head, guilt flashes in his eyes as he takes a step forwards, "sweetheart, I didn't mean it" you purse your lips.

"Apologize" you watch him, and realize, he isn't going to. "Dove, c'mon-" he laughs, but you shake your head.

"Never once" you state plainly, and he frowns in confusion as your eyes fill with tears. "Never once have I ever gotten an apology from you, for anything, and when I ask for a well deserved apology, you call me insane, and a psycho" his eyes widen.

"Apologize, or I'm done" he scoffs, running his hand through his hair. "Babe, don't be a bitch, let's just talk this out" he pleads, but you shake your head.

You didn't get an apology when he missed your anniversary date, or when he called you by his ex's name, or when he tried to give you fish (which he knew you don't eat), or when he hit you with the bludger and didn't bother to check up on you, and you clearly aren't going to get one now.

"If you want us to stay together, fight for us, fight for us by apologizing" you plead, and he huffs, crossing his arms. The tears spill as he finds a sudden interest in his shoes.

"Fine, you don't wanna admit you're in the wrong, I get it. It's being the tough guy over your girlfriend, right?" You hope to god he says no, that he gets over himself and apologizes, but your heart shatters when you watch him nod to himself before looking at you and nodding, tears in his eyes as well.

"Right" you whisper, spite filling the single word as you turn and leave the Slytherin common room. You hear him sigh shakily, but you ignore it, despite the way it tugs violently as your heartstrings.

You go to the boys, and they comfort you, Peter mumbles a small "I told you he was shit" as he hugs you when James gets up to grab the tissues, and you laugh weakly, even as Sirius shoves his shoulder gently.

Remus holds you most of the time, feeding you bits of chocolate as the boys tell you how Ben wasn't even worth anything anyways, and how he obviously won't make it into anyone else's bed after he didn't bother to check up on you after the quidditch accident. Apparently Sirius had heard the girls talking about it and managed to get the inside scoop.

Hence the lilac painted nails.

"I like them though, Kasey said she'd lend me the colour anytime, that is one amazing woman" he grins, showing off his almond shaped nails, filling them down a little. You've never been able to grow your nails as strong as his, and the little bastard is a gatekeeper.

You allow him to do your nails, a light brown, the colour of Remus' eyes, James notes.

You wait until they're finished before comparing them to the werewolves eyes, and James was right, of course, Sirius being as over the top as he is, added a couple of light green streaks of nail polish, just noticeable in the right light, to make them the same after you admit the colour was pretty much exact.

You refuse at first, but you eventually let him, you already know you didn't want to win the argument anyway.

When you're sure the boys are all asleep, having been invited to stay for the usual sleepover/study night, you cast a lasting charm on the nail polish, unaware that Sirius was awake as well, grinning to himself.

Lilly asked about your red-rimmed eyes the next morning and you admit everything, unaware of the sly smile she got upon seeing the green shine through in your nails, and Remus flushes at the wink she sends his way. She absolutely sides with you and promises to tell Marlene.

Ben couldn't get a girlfriend for the next nine months.

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It was only a couple months before you were paired up with Evan Lancaster in potions, and when you met, you just hit it off. After a while, he asked you to be his girlfriend and you accepted. When you told the boys, Peter and Sirius both groaned like you'd told them the Slytherins won against Ravenclaw and they'd have to change their whole quidditch defense plan, James sighed like Lilly had just told him she'd absolutely go on a Christmas date with him but it was still February third, and Remus simply smiled, "I hope he's.. The one, this time" he'd mumbled.

It took you four months to realize Evan was in it for the money. It wasn't a secret that you came from a family almost more well off than James's, but you hadn't expected it to ever interfere with your love life.

You gave it two more weeks before giving up and breaking it off.

"What?" Evan asks from his spot on the bench, his book open beside him. "I'm breaking up with you" you repeat, tears blurring your vision.

"Oh.. Why?" He asks, you can hear footsteps approaching, and assume it's one of the boys to help you out (probably Sirius), you ignore it.

"You're using me, Evan. It's clear as day! I'm done, I pay for everything, I plan everything, I had to remind you about our date this weekend because you said there was nothing special happening that morning! It's just... Shitty" You run your fingers through your hair, pulling gently.

"It really is mate, I may be a Slytherin, but even I wouldn't do that" someone states, you turn to see Evan Rosier behind you, scowling at the boy.

"Rosier?" He glances at you, scowl falling into a gentle, barely there smile as he presses his hand to your lower back. "Go, Reg is waiting for you, he knows where Lupin is. I'll handle this fucker" you frown, the tears in your eyes making their way down.

"Oi, fuck off Rosier, you're not gonna get her money y'know, I'm her boyfriend" Lancaster snaps, and your heart twists. You'd known that was why he was with you, but is that all he really saw? A bag of money instead of a girl?

You're in your sixth year for fucks sake! You should be able to take care of it yourself.

"It's fine, Rosier, thank you" you whisper. He shakes his head, "no way, Reg heard all about you from Sirius, and we heard about you from Reg. We like you, we've got your back, go to Lupin, you clearly need him" Rosier smiles weakly as you nod and make your way over to Regulus Black, the sickening sound of punches follow you. But you catch what he's beating into Lancaster.

"She's a pretty woman you ignorant prick, not a bag of money, obviously you need to learn the difference since you've clearly not had much of either"

Regulus tucks you into his side as he guides you to the front courtyard, as soon as he spots you, Remus stands up. He abandons his books and conversation with Sirius and makes his way over to you.

Remus gently takes your face in his hands and uses his thumbs to wipe away your tears sweetly, "what's a matter, love?" You sniffle and laugh wetly.

"I broke up with Evan" you shrug. Remus frowns, tugging you closer and wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

When he pulls away, he guides you back over to Sirius and sits you down.

"Why?" He asks, and you laugh again, wiping at your tears with your hands.

"I finally got the message, y'know," you shrug, your fingertips brushing away the newer tears before they have the chance to make their way over your cheeks.

You're smile drops a little, "he didn't love me" you hesitate, your heart aching. "He didn't.." Regulus sits beside Sirius with a curious frown. "He didn't even like me" you scoff. You can see Remus' question before he even opens his mouth.

Then why was he with you?

Sirius sends you a sympathetic smile, he understood all too well, why Evan was with you.

You chuckle, your French tipped nails tapping gently against your lips. "He liked the money," you nod to yourself.

"What?" Remus asks, incredulous.

"Ohh, yeah" you laugh, shaking your head. "He liked the money" you shrug sadly "I'd had enough, so I got out... I left him" Remus shakes his head, pulling you into a tight hug. How anyone could fake love for something as pathetic as money wasn't something he wanted to know.

"You'll find someone worth your time, angel" he sighs. You nod and melt into his side.

"Maybe, but I'm done with boys until we graduate" you mumble, melting into Remus' side. Your fingers pick at your cuticles, and Sirius smacks your hand away.

"Okay, now that you've dumped the rat bastard, can we do something fun with your nails?" Sirius pleads, bored of doing basic nails because Evan liked them.

You nod. "Great! I'm thinking different shades of brown" you share a bored glance with Regulus and he feels warm as you include him.

You let Sirius run wild with your nails and end up adoring the end result, you show Remus as soon as you're given the go ahead to touch things from Sirius and the werewolf smiles softly at you as you gush about how cute they are. When you look up to see his opinion, he simply nods and keeps smiling at you with those eyes.

"Adorable, pads did really good, they suit you" Remus compliments.

You have Sirius do your nails like that in different colours every two months.

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Much to everyone's surprise, you actually were finished with relationships, including flings and hookups, until graduation. Obviously some people assumed you were seeing someone under wraps, or that you had even come to think love was a falsehood, though neither were true. Nor were any of the other hilarious rumors that you'd gushed over and mocked with the boys, Lilly, Alice, and Marlene.

Having so much spare time ended with you playing matchmaker over the last two years of Hogwarts, pairing Marlene and Dorcas, and managing to get Lilly to go out with James, you even dabbled a little and got Barty Jr to confess to Evan Rosier, which went about as well as you assumed it would: wonderfully.

The one person you couldn't find a match for in your mind, was Remus. Though, he'd always assured you he was simply waiting for the girl of his dreams to come around on her own, claiming she'd made rules for herself in regards to dating, which you understood and dropped the topic, though, you never let him forget about your constantly budding curiosity.

The cheers were loud as Dumbledore finished his graduating speech, claiming there would be a celebration party in the great hall for the graduates last Friday at hogwarts, seeing as school ended the next Thursday.

"Hey, sunshine, you know how you once told me to hurry up and kiss the mystery girl of my dreams?" You turn, recognizing remus' voice immediately, "yeah, what about-" your words are cut off by a soft kiss that tasted like sea salt chocolate and caramel, and set sky-lighting fireworks off in your stomach.

Another rounds of cheers go up, some assuming that it was a coming out of your relationship as you wrap your arms around your best friends shoulders, kissing him just and softly, and others glad that the hopeless, not-so-secret, pining Remus had been doing for four and a half years wasn't going unannounced.

You both pull away slowly, and Remus presses his forehead against yours. "You said till graduation" he mumbles, and it rips a soft laugh from you. "Remus John Lupin," you scold in a soft whisper, "I told you in fifth year that you know I'd break any rule for you" you remind him.

"That was you threatening to turn Snape into a cockroach and abandon him in the Forbidden Forest" he retorts, and you smile fondly at the memory. "The offer is still there, just as tempting" you admit, laughs quietly with him.

"So.. how about a date?" He asks, his honey eyes gazing softly at you.

You smile and nod, "yeah, why not" you smile and he rolls his eyes playfully at your joking shrug, pressing a softer kiss to your lips. "Finially" he mumbles, and it makes you smile again, yeah, finally.

#breakup angst #marauders #sirius being sirius #marauder x reader #peter pettigrew #regulus black #remus lupin x reader #oneshot #james potter #evan rosier #hope you enjoy

[wwenhlimagines]

A Picture Says A Thousand Words - Hook fluff

"Hey babe, I know you wanted to go see Christmas lights, right?"

I smiled and nodded, tilting my head to listen closely to my boyfriend, Hook.

"I heard the zoo has a lot of good photo ops with animals and lights. Wanna go tonight?"

I tried to contain the squeak in my voice as I agreed and ran off to find an outfit. Hook knows how much I love animals and Christmas lights, so I know this has to be a good date night.

A couple hours later, we have gotten our hot chocolate and we have started walking around the zoo admiring the lights and cooing at the animals. We found our way to some of our favorite animals and took pictures of each other in front of the coolest light displays.

I went to the restroom as Hook stood in line to get some drinks. I checked my phone after washing my hands and saw I had gotten a text from Skye saying she was here and I should meet her over by the meerkat exhibit.

I rush out to find Hook ready to keep going with a drink for each of us and cinnamon roasted pecans in his hoodie pocket. "Babe, Skye said she is over by the meerkat. Can we go find her now?"

He smiles and nods, kissing my forehead before placing his hand on my back and guiding me through the crowd of people towards the meerkat exhibit. I happily ran over to say hi to my favorite animals before turning around to see Hook on his phone. "Can you take my picture, babe?"

He quickly snaps a picture before his phone gains his attention again. I shrug, assuming someone might have texted him about work and turned back around to watch the tiny animals scurry around. I feel my phone buzz assuming it is Skye asking where I am, but instead I see Hook is texting me pictures from tonight. I smile and scroll through them quickly before I realize there are words written in the lights behind me in these pictures.

My jaw drops and I slowly turn around as I read the words "Will You Marry Me" in the pictures. I almost drop my phone as I see Hook down on one knee with a gorgeous ring in his hands.

"Y/N, you are my best friend, my favorite person in the world, and everything I have ever dreamt of having in a life partner. Your smile brightens every room you walk into and I don't want to live another day without you. Will you marry me and become Mrs. Senerchia?"

I nod and let him put the ring on my finger as I see flashes going off around us. "Of course, I will marry you. I love you so much."

He stands up and wraps his arms around my waist before dipping me to the side and passionately kissing my lips. We hear cheers, but we stay lost in our own little world for a minute or two before coming back to reality. When he sets me back upright, I see our friends cheering and smiling. Skye and the other girls run up to check the ring as the guys pat Hook on the back.

We all walked through the rest of the zoo together as Hook held my left hand, brought my hand up to his lips, and kissed my ring finger occasionally. "You have always had gorgeous fingers, but they look even better now."

Eventually, we say goodbye to everyone, and we go back to our own car, where I take way too many pictures with my new accessory. We drive home holding hands and stealing kisses at stop lights as I feel my cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

When we get home, I sit down on the couch and cuddle up to my fiancé as we let the night sink in. "Okay, I know I didn't see the words when we were walking through the lights. So, tell me how you did it."

Hook smirks, "I asked Anthony to help with editing the pictures, and Skye agreed to approve of the pictures before sending them to me and then texting you to get you in position."

I leaned up and kissed him, letting my lips linger as I whispered, "It was perfect. I can't wait to marry you, Mr. Senerchia."

He kisses me back and pulls me in closer to him. "Perfect just like you, Mrs. Senerchia."

Tags: @gethooked @730hook @99hook @thesupreme316 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyoffandoms @shawtys-things @hookswifeeyy @hooks-martin

#aew imagine #aew hook imagine #aew hook #aew hook fic

[topguncortez]

SO... i was thinking about something super angsty.. and hear me out ...

number 3, 20 and 34 from the angst prompt list with hangman, feel free to do as you please ma'am

pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader prompts: 3. “I trusted you! I gave you everything I had!” 20. “Why can’t I ever be good enough for you?” 34. “I will never forgive you for this.”  warnings: cheating, angst, fighting, pregnancy, heartbreak (I made Nat the bad guy I am so so so sorry) note: I might be convinced to make a part two prompts list | masterlist

Jake had been distant for weeks. Everyone could see it, not just you. You thought you were going insane, thinking that maybe he was just being cold towards you, but even Coyote noticed that Jake wasn't being his usual cocky self.

You had been planning this dinner for weeks. Not only was it your third year anniversary with Jake, you also had exciting news to share with him. About two weeks ago you had come down with what you thought was the stomach flu. But when you looked at the calendar on the fridge, it had dawned on you that your period was late. You called Rooster in a state of hysterics and he came over almost immediately with a box of pregnancy tests and chocolate.

Humming a song to yourself, you finished wrapping the gift that housed a framed picture of your ultrasound and a onesie that said "baby's first flight suit" (something that Bob had actually bought for you). Your heart started racing as you heard the sound of Jake's truck pulling into the driveway.

"Y/N?" Jake called out to you as he shrugged off his bomber jacket. His head turned at the sound of your heels clicking across the floor. He felt his heart drop at the sight of you. You were dressed adorably, in a cute baby blue dress that fit your body just right. Your hair was curled and your makeup was just a step up from what you normally did.

"Welcome home, handsome," You kissed his lips.

"Babe," Jake said and you grabbed his hand. He followed you wordlessly as you brought him into he dinning room. The guilt that he was feeling now suddenly felt like cinderblocks tied to his feet as he looked at the set dinning room table. Two plates set with a delicious meal and candles lit giving the room a soft glow.

"Happy Anniversary," You smile.

"Yeah, Happy Anniversary," Jake moved quickly, and pulled out your chair for you. You thanked him and sat down, pushing your chair in, "You made this yourself?"

"I did," You nodded, Jake sat down at the head of the table, "Your mom said it was your favorite celebratory meal."

Jake didn't say anything as he grabbed the knife and fork, digging into the meal you made. Dinner was relatively quiet, minus the conversation you tried to make with him. Every answer you got from him was short and a bit snippy. You tried to push down the feeling that maybe he forgot your anniversary.

"God, sweets, this was good," Jake said, leaning back in his chair and wiping his face, "Even better than my mom's, but don't tell her that."

You giggled and took a sip of your ice water, "Desert?"

"You made desert?"

"I did," You answered, "Lava cake brownies."

"You're too good for me," Jake said, batting his green eyes at you. You shook your head with a smile and got up from your spot. Your heart was racing as you walked to the kitchen, serving up a plate of the brownie and grabbing the gift box.

"You can do this," You whispered to yourself, as walked back into the dinning room. Jake's eyebrows were furrowed as he looked down at his phone, typing away on it. That was strange, you thought, Jake never used his phone at the dinner table. In fact, he almost always kept it in another room while the two of you shared meals together.

"Everything alright?" You asked, setting the plate down in front of him.

"Y-yeah, Coyote had a question about something," Jake said. Your heartskipped a beat, Jake was lying. You shook it off as he looked at you, "What's the box?"

"Your gift," You said, setting it down on the table and then sitting back in your spot.

"Babe," Jake grabbed his hand, "I'm so sorry, but I totally forgot about our anniversary. I've been so busy with work, it slipped my mind. But I promise, I'll make it up to you."

"It's okay, Jake," You said. You were a little hurt, but you could brush it off, "This is enough of a gift for the both of us."

Jake nodded and grabbed the box from the table. You held your hands to your lips as you watched him carefully slide the bow off and open the box. Jake's breath hitched in his throat as he came face to face with the picture frame. He felt like throwing up as he gently touched the glass and then looked up at you.

You expected to see the look of shock and love in his green eyes, but the look on his face had you second guessing everything. His green eyes looked guilty as he looked at you and then back down at the frame.

"You're not happy?" Your voice cracked.

"No, I am, I really am," Jake said and shook his head, "It's just. . . I have been so fucking horrible to you that I-I don't deserve this."

"What are you talking about?" You ask, and Jake just looks at you, his eyes turning red, "Jacob, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"I'm so sorry. . ."

He didn't need to tell you, you already knew what he was sorry about. You scoffed and looked away from him, feeling tears running down your cheeks.

"Again?" You laughed, "You did this to me. . . AGAIN?!"

"I'm sorry, it just happened and I-"

"When? When did this happen?"

"After the uranium mission."

"Nine fucking months ago!" You yelled, standing up from the table.

"Babe, I'm-"

“Why can’t I ever be good enough for you?” You whispered. Jake's heart broke at the sight as you began to pace the floor. He looked back down at the picture and felt sick.

"I forgave you after the first time you did this to me. And everyone told me I should've just left. That I should pack my bags and go back home because a man like you will never be satisfied. A man like you will never ever settle down and love one woman. But you know what Jacob. . . I ignored them. Why? Because I knew that you better than they did. That you loved me. That I could be your one and only, that I could be enough for you."

You slammed your hands down on the table, making the dishes clatter and Jake jump in his seat, "I trusted you! I gave you everything I had!”

"Sweetheart, please settle down, it's not good for the-"

"Don't you tell me to settle down right now, Jacob," You sneered and shook your head. Red, hot anger was coursing through your veins as you started laughing, "It was Nat. . . wasn't it."

Jake looked down at the picture again and nodded.

"Oh my fucking god. . . her baby. . . it's yours, isn't it."

"Yes."

You laughed, covering your mouth as you tried to contain your laughter. Jake looked up at you, like you had officially lost your mind. Natasha had found out she was pregnant not long after the Uranium Mission, and told everyone that it was her boyfriend's baby. Nobody thought otherwise, believing the story that she had said.

"Y/N, please, sit down," Jake said again.

"Nope," You shook your head, still laughing, "Get the fuck out."

"Y/N. . ."

"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!" You screamed. Your laughter had turned into tears, "Now! Or I swear to god I'll start screaming fucking bloody murder. GET OUT!"

Jake scrambled up from his seat and walked to the door, "Please, can we talk about this."

"There's nothing to fucking talk about," You said, opening the door.

"Y/N, don't do this," Jake said, standing in the doorway and grabbing your hands. You looked at him. You leaned in and kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear.

“I will never forgive you for this.” 

You pulled your hands away and slammed the door in his face.

#top gun #top gun fan fic #top gun fan fiction #top gun imagine #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fan fic #top gun maverick fan fiction #top gun maverick imagine #hangman #hangman fan fic #hangman fan fiction #hangman imagine #hangman x reader #hangman x you #hangman x y/n #Jake hangman seresin #Jake seresin #Jake seresin fan fic #Jake seresin fan fiction #Jake seresin imagine #Jake seresin x reader #Jake seresin x you #Jake seresin x y/n

[harry-styles-obsessed]

Perfect to me

Warnings: none! Just fluff and comfort

Request: hi I struggle with acne and am very insecure about it, I’m learning to cope with it and everything but do you think you could do one where the reader has an outbreak of acne? Like because of stress or tiredness or stuff? I don’t mind really… just something comforting please! Thank you(:

Tw: mention of blood

Harry x insecure fem! Reader

That morning you woke up way earlier than normal, Harry was laid in bed beside you, softly snoring, his hair messy yet a complete masterpiece. You carefully sat up tiredly getting out of bed as you made your way into the bathroom flicking the light on as you turned on the taps your eyes suddenly focusing on your face, your stomach dropping as you stared at yourself. Red spots covered your skin, dry spots too… your face just looked incredibly inflamed acne… you always struggled with acne but the outbreaks were always the worse and they always made you feel insecure. You stared at yourself eyes full of self hatred as you shook your head emotions barrelling out of control a sudden sob leaving your lips… maybe some would see the way you reacted as stupid but you were incredibly insecure all the time and Harry knew that well, he tried to lift your confidence up but somedays were better than others.

“Babe?”

A confused Harry stood at the doorway, hair everywhere and eyes slightly droopy as he gazed at you worriedly and you quickly covered your face not wanting to look at him or rather him to see you as you shook your head “hey… hey what’s the matter?” He asked worriedly as he walked towards you more awake now since he knew you were clearly upset and very emotional. “I’m so ugly and gross” you spat out and Harry remained silent his brows pulling together before he crouched down in front of you trying to get you to look at him but every time he tried you were only more adamant to hide your face. “Why do you say that? You know that’s no way to talk about yourself… you’ve got to show yourself respect.” He said calmly, “babe look at me. Honey… please.” He whispered not wanting to force you to but he didn’t want you suffering in silence “but it’s the truth I’m so ugly!” You yelled out finally looking at him and once his eyes locked onto your face realisation struck “oh darling… no no no.” He was quick to cup your face in his hands gazing at the redness on your skin “you’re not ugly or gross… this is normal. Hey… it’s totally normal… even I get outbreaks sometimes… it happens to everyone.” He assured but you sniffled shaking your head “yeah but you look hot… and I just look like a mess.” You whined out and he couldn’t help but chuckle, “don’t laugh” you whined out and he smiled at you “I’m not laughing honey…. You look hot doing anything and don’t tell me otherwise… now listen to me okay?” And you nodded your head listening intently to him,

“I’m going to go into the bedroom… I’m going to make you some food, how does a nice hot chocolate sound hm? Then we can cuddle and watch a movie okay” he said softly and you nodded immediately craving the warmth of a hot chocolate “yes please” you whispered and he nodded smiling as he kissed your cheek “go to the toilet,” he said making you furrow your brows in confusion “go on” he said with a nod before leaving you for some privacy however you did just as he said finally realising why he had said it, your eyes staring at the blood that was soaking your underwear. Damn period. Of course. How’d he know? You went to call him but before you could he had already walked in, a new pair of underwear held in his hand along with a pad before he handed them to you “isn’t this gross for you?” You asked quietly and he smiled at you “not at all… you’re my girlfriend… I love you… I don’t care what I have to help you with.” He assured and you just remained silent. How did you land a perfect guy like him? “How’d you know?” You asked and he smiled “well it’s been about a month and your period usually falls on this date” he said making you let out a soft laugh “gods i love you” you said happily and he smiled crouching down just in front of you “love you too sweetheart….” You removed your underwear noticing how blood had spread onto your inner thighs a soft whine leaving your lips “don’t worry honey… it’s just blood.” Harry assured grabbing a flannel as he wetted it with hot water, he then handed it to you. You felt safe enough to let him help you during these situations… that said the type of man he was… a trustworthy loving man. “Good job baby. All gone.” He murmured kissing your forehead before he crouched down in front of you helping you put the clean underwear on before he stood up, leaving the bathroom just so you could sort yourself out. He knew you could do a lot of this by yourself but he wanted to make sure you knew how much he supported you.

As you made your way out of the bathroom Harry was already back in bed but this time his guitar was standing up just next to the bed, “hey baby… here come sit.” He said and you quickly clambered into bed letting out a soft sigh your tummy already cramping and causing you pain. “Lay down. Just relax… let me take care of you okay?” He murmured and you nodded your head leaning back into the warmth of the bed as he lightly lifted your T-shirt up just so he could place the warm hot water bottle onto your skin, a soft happy sigh leaving your lips and you hummed fluttering your eyes shut “your hot chocolates just there okay? And some chocolate and other snacks just in case.” He said softly. He knew damn well just how to take care of you. He then propped himself up onto his pillows so he was sat slightly taller than you and you heard the sound of something opening and you opened your eyes looking at him confused and he chuckled “don’t worry… just got a face mask…” he murmured gently and you nodded, allowing him to smooth the cream onto your skin- the cream was a moisturiser almost to get some moisture into your skin, it usually helped your acne and you just hoped it would work this time too.

“Why are you so insecure about your acne?” He soon asked as his fingertips continued to lightly massage the cream into your skin “because it makes me look ugly” you whispered, making him scoff quietly “don’t be silly. You’re beautiful no matter what y/n…” he said gently and you shook your head “don’t try and say no to me… especially when it’s the truth.” He said making a small smile form on your face “but-“ “but nothing y/n. You’re gorgeous no matter what. I don’t care what you look like. I fell in love with your personality, your body, your kindness, your everything… not just your looks okay? Yes you’re beautiful but you’re so much more than that.” He said quietly before pressing a kiss to your lips “I love you.”

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Once your skin was much more softer and you were a lot more relaxed Harry began playing guitar for you, lightly strumming his fingertips against the strings. “Can you sing for me?” You asked quietly and he smiled and without even saying anything, with just a simple nod, his fingertips began simply and gently strumming against the strings the tune instantly making your heart melt as you recognised the start of it instantly as you looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes, so much so you could’ve cried then and there… “your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me but bear this in mind it was meant to be, and I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me, I know you’ve never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine but I’ll love them endlessly” his voice was soft, gentle… oh so passionate but also so so sincere. “I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if I do it’s you oh it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you.. and all these little things,

“You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea and maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep and all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me. I know you’ve never loved the sound of your voice on tape you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans but you’re perfect to me…” as he said those four simple words he gazed into your eyes with the softest and most truthful smile, he meant it. You could tell. A tear gently trailed down your cheek making him lean forward to kiss it away gently “I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it’s true it’s you it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you, and all these little things. You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you… and you’ll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to… if I let you know I’m here for you… maybe you’ll love yourself like I… love you. And I’ve just let these little things slip out of my mouth cause it’s you… oh it’s you… it’s you they add up to and I’m in love with you and all these little things… I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it’s true it’s you it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you and all your little things…” he fell silent the strumming stopping as tears continued to trail down your cheeks “I love you so much.” He whispered placing the guitar down just so he could pull you close to his body his fingers gently stroking away your tears as he pressed soft kisses all over your face not daring to let go of you…

“You’re perfect to me.”

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[sofiaispunk]

The Space Cowboy and his Ladybug - CHAPTER 1

Javier Peña x reader

Summary: As you return to your hometown of Laredo, Texas after more than a decade away, you can't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and trepidation. You're here with your new husband, Steven, a successful lawyer from Austin, and you're not quite sure how he'll handle the slower pace of life in this small town. You left Laredo as a teenager, fleeing an abusive father and a painful falling out with your childhood best friend. But will this place ever feel like home again? Can the wounds of the past really be healed, or are they just scars that never fully fade away?

Words: 1,3K

Warnings: angst, trust issues, violence, brief mention of past domestic abuse (mentally and physically), insecurity, references to suicide attempt, smut, TRAUMA, not proof read

A/N: hiiii beautiful people! This is my first ever fic. Please tell me what you think and what I should change. Basically just write anything that's going on in that pretty head of yours. Ideas, comments, critic everything is appreciated. Have a nice day and enjoyyyyy

You can feel your heart racing as the car approaches your small hometown of Laredo, Texas, with your new husband Steven by your side. The landscape is beautiful, with lush greenery and rolling hills that are a stark contrast to the concrete jungle you are used to. As you drive through the town, you feel a sense of familiarity wash over you. The small houses and local businesses reminding you of your childhood, and the community feels warm and welcoming. „You ok, babe?“ Steven asked, barely looking at you. 

You met Steven through a mutual friend at a networking event in the city. He was successful, charming, and swept you off your feet with his lavish lifestyle. You started dating and soon got married after a whirlwind romance. He gave you the stability that lacked in your childhood. The love and support you missed out on and frankly you were done being alone and miserable. He was at the right time at the right place.

But as time went by, you realized that your lifestyles and priorities were vastly different. Steven was always too busy with work, and when you did spend time together, it was usually at high-end restaurants or events that felt superficial and lacked depth. You longed for a deeper connection and more meaningful experiences that were more in line with your values. Austin was great, just not for you.. It never felt like home, in fact your home did not even feel like home and nothing ever felt like home since you left Chucho’s farm over 10 years ago.

That’s why you were here, back in Laredo, a place you swore you would never set a foot on again. 

Memories flood back to you as you drive past familiar landmarks. „Yeah, I think I am okay.“ You reply while opening the window feeling the light texan summer breeze.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on your face and the sweet scent of vanilla wafting from the small corner store. You can hear the sounds of children laughing and playing in the distance, but it's the sound of your best friend's laughter that makes your heart sing. It's your weekly ritual, saving up your allowance money to buy ice cream from the store. As you walk towards the store, your excitement grows with each step. You can't wait to spend the day talking and laughing with your best friend. As you sit on the curb, licking your ice cream cones, you share your dreams and aspirations for the future. You talk about the places you want to travel to and the adventures you want to have.

„ I will be the best astronaut in outer space. And everybody will love me because I will catch all the bad guys and bad aliens with my lasso!“ your best friends raises his chocolate ice cream cone above his head signalizing his victory. „Javi, so you will be an astronaut and a cowboy? Thats not even possible.“ You laugh wiping away a little drop of chocolate ice cream that landed on his forehead. „A space cowboy, dummy! I will be the first one and therefor the best! Don’t laugh at me.“ „OK OK but lets go home space cowboy  or else Chucho Is going to really send you to the moon. It’s getting dark already. Come on. Last one pays for the ice cream tomorrow!“

„-are you even listening to me?“ Steven looks at you with raised eyebrows. „Oh no sorry. What were you saying. I was thinking of something.“ You haven’t even noticed Steven was talking to you, too caught up in your memories. „Just 10 more minutes. And please close the window. You are letting the heat in and the AC is on.“ You nod and close the window. You take another deep breath and try to push the memories of Laredo out of your mind. You know that the town holds both good and bad memories for you, but lately, the bad ones seem to be creeping to the forefront of your thoughts. Even the good memories hurt. You've been trying to stay positive since returning to Laredo with your new husband.

You want to make a fresh start and create new memories in the town that holds so much history for you. But it's difficult when every corner seems to hold a reminder of your past. You find yourself walking on eggshells, trying not to trigger any negative memories or emotions. You don't want Steven to see you in a vulnerable state. You trust him, he is your husband you are supposed to, right? But lately he is being more distant and if you really honest with yourself you never let him get to know you the real you. Always too scared to scare him off and share too much of your true self. With Steve always being at work or on business trips you try to keep busy with your own projects and hobbies, but there's only so much distraction you can find. Thats how it always been. You live in a big house in a big, beautiful house in Austin, surrounded by all the material possessions and friends you've accumulated over the years, and yet, you just couldn’t shake off the feeling of emptiness inside.

You've been feeling this way for so long, and it's getting harder to ignore. You've built this life that many would envy, but you can’t help but feel alone and disconnected. Of course you’ve tried to talk to Steven about it, but every time you bring up the topic, he brushes it off, saying that you're just overthinking things. You know he means well, but his lack of understanding and concern only makes you feel more isolated. So with time you just dropped the topic all together and returned to this persona you created once you left Laredo. This strong, fearless persona who didn’t miss her life, who could punch back and was not scared of anybody and who never suffered a heartbreak. She was everything you wished to be and so you suppressed every bad feeling, every longing and just pretended. Deep down, you know that you need to confront your past and deal with the emotions that come with it. But it's scary to face the pain and trauma that you've been trying to forget for so long. You're not sure if you're ready to open that door and relive those memories. You've become a master at pretending to be happy, putting on a smile for the outside world while masking your true feelings. You don't want to burden your friends with your problems, so you keep up the facade of having it all together. But sometimes, it feels like you're suffocating under the weight of your emotions.

You and Steven pull up to your old childhood home in Laredo. As you step out of the car and take in the sight of the old, run-down property, a sense of nostalgia washes over you.

"Well, it's certainly a fixer-upper," Steven remarks, eyeing the peeling paint and sagging roof.

You smile, feeling a sense of excitement and determination. Renovating this old house is a challenge, but it's also a chance to create something beautiful and new.As you settle into the house, you begin to envision the possibilities. Fresh paint, new floors, a modern kitchen, and updated bathrooms. It's going to be a lot of work, but you're ready for it.

Steven suggests calling in some contractors to help with the renovations, but you shake your head. "I want to do this ourselves, to really make it our own."Steven looks at you with a mix of admiration and concern. "Are you sure? It's going to be a lot of work, and we have busy schedules."

You nod, feeling a sense of determination. "I'm sure. We can do this together."

As the conversation turns to the logistics of the renovation, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement for the possibilities that lie ahead. Maybe this project is the first step towards creating a new chapter in your life, one where you can reclaim the parts of yourself that you left behind in Laredo.

Part 2

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Chapter 41: Babygirl...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/Ghosts/AMBW

💜Warnings: Smut/Stalking/Minor injury/Mentions of fire/Arson/Mentions of murder/Threesome/Oral sex

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 3,627

Hoseok’s POV

I still don’t know what made me want to drop in on my parents so randomly, but I’m so glad that I did. The urgent need to get here seemed to subside the closer I got to their house, though a fraction of the urge still lingered. That is until now.

Even amongst all of the commotion, I can notice that the compulsion has completely dissipated, as if this is the location that was calling to me, only to be replaced with a different feeling I’ve never experienced. Longing? Need? I’m unsure how to even describe it, but I know exactly when it hit me, when I saw her. Them.

“Welcome! Come on in,” she says. I can’t help the way I’m staring at her mouth as she speaks. “Would you like something to drink? It’s probably too late for coffee, but I have hot chocolate if you’d like something warm.” The way her lips are so animated, twisting up then down almost like in an upside down smile. Her teeth are beautifully straight and dazzling, her fangs millimeters longer than the rest. She has a habit of brushing her tongue across them…is she nervous? “What are you doing out this late, anyway?”

“Damn, babe, let the man get in the house first,” one of the men says, pulling me from my trance. I’m only now realizing I am still standing in the threshold with the door wide open. At the same time, Tia excitedly speaks to me; the coolness of the early morning is becoming more noticeable, causing my nipples to stiffen under my thin shirt and goosebumps to spring up on my skin.

“Shut it, Tae. I can’t help it. You know I tend to ramble when I’m excited,” she says before pulling me in by my forearm and closing the door behind me. The warmth of her palm against my skin again feels so satisfying and may be all that I need to survive this upcoming winter season. The way that her nails hardly brush against my flesh makes my knees buckle. How can this woman I’m just meeting have such an effect on me? “Let’s just go to the kitchen and talk there.”

She walks through the expansive foyer, her thick hips swaying from left to right as she’s followed by the other guys. The chill that I once felt from the breeze is now forgotten; my entire body burns from within. Before I can follow, Taehyung pulls at the leash looped around my hand.

“I’ll look after him. Go ahead and make yourself at home. I’m Taehyung, by the way.”

He’s speaking as if he lives here. Is he her husband? Boyfriend? Or is it the smaller man or the tall one? Fuck, I can’t tell, seeing as they all seem so close. My intention is not to be rude, but the thoughts that are rushing through my mind and the feelings coursing through my body are so distracting that I can’t even seem to respond to what he’s saying. When his hand brushes against mine, that new feeling intensifies. My heart is racing, and the sensation in the pit of my stomach is a mixture of both orgasmic yearning and anxiousness, causing my eyes to widen and my breathing to halt in my chest. Fuck, all of these emotions are so immense, I’m feeling slightly lightheaded.

“You’ll be okay. It gets less overwhelming over time. Come on,” he says and follows the same path as the others. 

What the fuck is this? And how the fuck did he know I was feeling this way? Can he read minds or something? All of this seems like something out of a novel, and I must admit, I’m nervous. Nervous yet intrigued.

Jungkook’s POV

The smile that shines across Tia’s face makes my heart feel warm, and I’m a bit excited to get to know this new guy, too. Hoseok. When he finally walks into the kitchen followed by Taehyung, my heart beats like I have a school-aged crush. This makes perfect sense, seeing as he is handsome yet pretty, much like Jimin, surpassing the bounds of gender. The way he walks is as if his movements are choreographed, almost intentional. His smile is infectious and brightens the entire room.

Tia moves clumsily around the kitchen; she tends to do that when her anxiety is high. Us guys, knowing all too well how she may be feeling, are all seated around the island while staying out of her way, watching as she moves around aimlessly.

“There you are,” Tia sings as she fumbles around. “I’m making hot cocoa. Come sit and join us.”

He claims the seat between Jimin and me, and the mischievous look Jimin gives me makes me burst out laughing.

“What happened?” Namjoon, sitting on the other side of me, asks, smiling, wanting to be let in on the joke.

“Nothing, nothing. Babe, do you need help?” I deflect and go to collect mugs from the cupboard.

“Thank you, JK. You’re so sweet,” she says, placing a kiss on my cheek before she continues, “So, how long have you lived in the neighborhood?”

“Oh, I’m actually visiting my parents, but they’ve lived in that house since I was a child. I only live a few hours from here, but I’ve been wanting to come back. It seems like ever since a couple of months ago, the urge became noticeably stronger to move closer.”

I don’t know if anyone else notices how Tia’s smile fades for a split second before resurfacing.

“Oh. Ummm. So, ummm…how long will you be visiting?” she asks, not concealing her disappointment as well as she thinks. Her movements have slowed down, and her head is now hanging low. I want so badly to grab her and hold her tight, but I don’t want to draw attention to her mood change.

“I honestly don’t know. There’s nothing tying me down or any attachments that make me want to go home, so I’m in no hurry to get back.”

“So, no Mrs. Jung?” Jimin slides in.

“No… no Mrs. Jung. Not yet, at least,” he answers, looking at Tia. “I hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting that special woman. Or have I?”

The fragrance of vanilla snatches my attention from Hoseok to Tia, the scent indicating that she is soaking wet for him.

“Hmm… have you?” I tease, poking my finger into Tia’s side, which causes her to squeal.

“It would be nice to have you around longer. What do you do for work?” Namjoon asks.

“I own a software engineering company,” he says. “But I mostly work remotely, giving me the freedom to work from anywhere.” It’s almost like he’s trying to reassure Tia that he won’t be leaving her side anytime soon. “I hope that I’m not being too forward, but are you guys dating? Or…”

He looks between me and Tia and then at the other guys.

“Yes,” Tia says proudly and begins passing out the liquid chocolate-filled mugs topped with mini marshmallows. Hoseok is obviously still confused, and the smirk that we are all wearing, I'm sure, isn’t helping.

“We are all Tia’s boyfriends,” Jimin informs him.

“Wait, what? So you are all dating each other?”

“No, we are all dating Tia, not each other,” Namjoon clarifies.

“But we do have love for each other,” Taehyung adds while cuddling and petting a sleeping Mickey.

Jimin and I just nod in agreement.

“Ahhh, I see,” Hoseok says, now understanding the logistics of our relationship. “Forgive me, I feel like such a dick, sitting amongst you all. You all have been so welcoming and hospitable, and I’m over here drooling over your lady. I should have clarified your relationship earlier,” he says, looking concerned and genuinely apologetic.

“No need to apologize, bro. We’ve all been in your position. All except JK since he met her first,” Jimin mentions.

“Thank goodness. I could have gotten myself in quite a situation. I wouldn’t want to have those things around my neck,” he says, pointing to my biceps.

We all laugh at that, and I can feel the heat on my cheeks. This dude really has me blushing. “Na, na…I wouldn’t do that,” I reply, trying to hide my arms behind open hands and Tia reaches over to give them a squeeze.

After a short pause, Hoseok asks, “So, you guys don’t ever get jealous of other men admiring her? Or jealous of each other?”

“No, there’s no reason for it,” Taehyung explains, “Our priority is Tia, so her happiness is our happiness.”

Tia beams, obviously delighted with Taehyung’s answer, and Hoseok nods his head, not surprised in the least, just seemingly curious.

“You don’t seem shocked,” Namjoon says as if reading my mind. “Does this not seem strange to you at all?”

“No, no…I get it. I think society tries to put barriers and expectations on love, but I get it. I’ve only just met her and already love seeing that smile,” he says as his eyes search Tia’s face, taking in all of her features before landing on her lips. “I can only imagine how you guys may feel, willing to do anything to make sure she’s always smiling,” he finishes. 

And speaking of smiles, that smirk and lip bite he just flashed to Tia has her blushing and grinning while taking sips of her cocoa, hiding her face inside her large mug. I can’t help but smile at her cuteness, and he’s right…I would do anything to keep her happy and smiling.

Another POV

“Maybe I’ve been too easy on you, and that’s why you take my warnings so casually,” Jason ponders aloud. “And you better not bleed on my interior.”

“Now you see why I hate his ass! Always causing trouble and being a fucking nuisance,” Brandon adds from the passenger seat. “What if we didn’t know that your stupid ass would try to go see that bitch? I’m so fucking tired of cleaning up behind your dumb ass, for real.”

Tony remains quiet in the backseat of Jason’s pickup truck with his finger wrapped tightly in the hem of his shirt in an attempt to stop the bleeding, knowing that he can’t go to a hospital after what just happened. However, he is still thankful that his brothers happened to be in the area when he was running for his freedom and picked him up before the cops did.

“Do you even think? We SPECIFICALLY told you not to take your ass over there! You must be ready to go back to prison?” Jason’s tone is more aggravated than Tony has ever heard. “I’ll tell you this, Tony, if you get my name wrapped up in your bullshit…” He leaves the sentence open-ended, but Tony can imagine what he’s implying. 

They say that you should be cautious with the ‘quiet ones,’ and that stands true for Jason. Brandon is all mouth, but Tony is aware of what Jason is capable of…of the things he’s done.

Jason pulls the truck into their driveway and begins walking to the front door, leaving the driver’s side door open for me to get out. When I step out of the truck, I have to grab the headrest to keep myself from falling, momentarily forgetting that I’d injured my leg when I fell after bumping into that asshole in the street.

“Fuck.”

Hopping on one leg, I close the door and follow behind my brothers into the house.

Jimin’s POV

Casually, we’ve made our way into the media room and are still chatting comfortably with Hoseok. Next to me sits Taehyung, with Mickey sleeping soundly atop his feet. Tia and Hoseok seem to be getting comfortable with each other on the loveseat. She’s tucked under his arm with her head resting on his chest while halfway watching some movie that Jungkook chose flash across the television screen. Jungkook is sitting on the floor between her legs, and Namjoon sits in the chair he and Tia made out in earlier.

I notice that she’s strangely quiet, and her void gaze confirms that she’s not paying attention to the movie either. I wonder what she’s thinking about as her nostrils flare and her brows tense. Just as I notice it, her expression relaxes. I make a mental note to ask her about it later and continue to talk to the guys.

“You never told us why you were walking Mickey so late,” Namjoon mentions.

“Yeah, it was past midnight when you came over with the officer,” I add, curious as well.

“No reason, really. I just couldn’t seem to sleep and wanted to get some air. There was something tugging at me to go out, so I listened to it and followed the pull. I couldn’t have imagined that I would have ended up here, but I’m glad that I listened to it. I haven’t felt this calm and comfortable in a long time,” he says, looking down at Tia while rubbing her shoulder. After a comfortable pause, he continues, “Okay, if I tell you all something, do you promise not to judge? Cause I already feel like I’m going nuts,” he says jokingly, but I can tell he’s serious.

We all sit upright, even Tia, as if it will help us hear him more clearly.

“Oh…this is a judgment-free space. There’s not much that can catch us off guard at this point,” Jungkook answers.

“Okay…how do I say this?” he hesitates, “I know this sounds crazy, especially since we just met a few hours ago, but I feel like I was summoned here. Like, not to my parent’s house but right here, with you all. I can’t explain it, but there was this ache, almost like a void that I couldn’t seem to fill. I really mean it when I say I haven’t been this at peace in my entire life,” he continues, now leaning over with his elbows on his knees and his eyes down. “Literally, about a month ago, I just felt the need to come back here more than ever, and when I did, I would feel drawn to this house whenever I passed by. Now I see, it wasn’t the house, but the people inside.”

We all hold space for him to unload and speak his truth while understanding completely what he’s going through. Tia rubs his back, comforting him and encouraging him to go on.

“And I hope I don’t offend anyone, and I know this is insane, but I feel like I’m experiencing love at first sight. I understand that you are all committed to Tia, so I’m not trying to overstep here. It’s not just Tia, though. When I first approached you guys on the porch earlier, there was this feeling in my stomach, like butterflies. I’m not typically a shy person, but I felt nervous yet attracted to you all as well.”

He looks so conflicted, I can’t stand to let him suffer another second, my heart aching for him. I get up to sit on the floor in front of him, taking his hands in mine.

“Bro, don’t feel bad or guilty for the way you’re feeling. We’ve all literally been in this same predicament. We all feel this overwhelming desire to love Tia and make sure she’s happy, but, like Tae said earlier, there is a love that connects us to each other as well. It was out of character for all of us…the feelings hit, and we fell fast, just like you,” I reassure him.

Jungkook reaches over Tia’s lap to console Hoseok, and Namjoon comes to sit on the arm of the couch next to him. Taehyung remains where he’s seated to not disturb Mickey, but his expression conveys the empathy we’re all feeling for Hoseok.

“That’s what I was talking about in the foyer. The feeling is prodigious at first, but it’s not as breathtaking with the more time we spend together, yet just as strong,” Taehyung says.

“Honestly, if I can speak for us all, we could feel that you belonged here as soon as you walked up. Shit, Tia knew well before you ran into Tony,” Namjoon adds.

“Tony? Wait. You guys know the person the cops were after?”

And with that question, Tia and the rest of us fill him in on the drama that is Tony.

Tia’s POV

In my vision, mom told me that I wouldn’t be able to keep secrets from the guys and that they would be able to tell when something was off, but I’m afraid to reveal all that I know…all that I saw in my vision earlier. I did see that Tony would be coming and that we would meet Hoseok, but I haven’t filled them in on the fact that Brandon and Jason are Tony’s older half brothers. 

I know that Jungkook, especially, will want Brandon’s head when he finds out the truth. Not only are they related, but Tony is the fourth worker who seemed to just stop coming one day when the renovations first began. He is the one who bugged our house and stalked me, but he isn’t behind poisoning my wine. I could vividly see Brandon pushing the water-dissolved pills into the bottles through syringes and he had been doing it ever since we fell out and I rejected his advances. The images that are replaying in my mind pisses me off all over again, but thankfully, I’ve figured out how to regulate my emotions without transferring them to the guys.

It’s hard to contain this information, but I have seen what the guys will do if they find out right now. I only need to keep this to myself until Tony is behind bars, along with his brothers. They are not the smartest bunch, leaving so much evidence to tie them to Tony and their transpasses.

Laying on Hoseok’s chest, I’m pretending to watch the movie while all of these thoughts race through my mind. When Hoseok begins to open up, however, his uncertainty pulls me out of my head, and I sit up attentively, rubbing his back to comfort him.

My heart feels so full watching the guys all come together to validate his feelings; I could cry. Unfortunately, my tiredness ruins the mood. I try my best to hold in my yawn, but it betrays me, and I feel like it prompts Hoseok’s next statement.

“I’ve taken up enough of your time. I appreciate you all listening to me and being so supportive. Honestly, I have enjoyed this so much. Thank you for the invite.”

“Are you leaving?” Taehyung asks the question we’re all wondering.

“Yeah, I’d better head back. I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”

The guys all laugh at that since they felt the same way just a few days ago.

“You are not and cannot overstay your welcome, I promise,” Namjoon reassures him.

“He’s right. It’s so late now. Why don’t you just stay here?” I offer, knowing that he will decline, still needing time to wrap his head around all of this and needing to check on his parents.

“You’re so sweet, but maybe another time.”

“Awww, look at that face,” Jimin says, pointing to me. I’m pouting and didn’t even realize it.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. I would totally stay if I could, but I have to get back to check in on my parents. I told them I would be right back, so I can imagine they are worried.”

I smile a close-lipped smile, already knowing his reasons and understanding that he needs to go, but still a bit sad that he has to leave.

“Would it be okay if I come over tomorrow afternoon? Maybe we can have a sleepover then?”

“Yay! Yes, of course,” I answer while bouncing in place, my whole mood shifts.

“Ya, Jagiya. Are you that happy?” Taehyung teases.

“I am!”

We all walk him to the door, but Jungkook rushes upstairs as we say our goodbyes. When he returns, he hands him one of his jackets.

“I know you’re just going down the street, but put this on. It’s cool out.”

“Thanks, JK,” he accepts, calling Jungkook by the nickname we’ve been using all night, already comfortable here with us.

“For sure…don’t mention it,” Jungkook replies.

“Alright,” he says, putting on the jacket before taking a now wide-awake Mickey from Taehyung’s arms and placing him on the ground, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

After the guys wave him off, they head upstairs, I’m assuming, to get ready for bed—all except Jungkook, who takes a seat on the staircase. I remain at the door with Hoseok for just a few moments longer. He takes my hand, and the way he’s looking down at me stirs the arousal within me even more.

“I really enjoyed spending time with you today and I’m missing you already, even though I haven’t left yet,” he says with a chuckle, his deep voice making me even more moist.

“I know. I enjoyed your company as well,” I say while batting my lashes. “I hate that you have to leave, but I completely understand…love and care for your parents while you still can.”

“Exactly.” He kisses the back of my hand before saying, “See you tomorrow, babygirl. Sweet dreams.”

“Bye, Hobi. Sweet dreams.”

He slowly lets my hand fall from his fingertips as he leaves, walking backward. His smile is so big and bright it could light up the dark sky.

“Hobi, huh? That’s cute,” he says before turning on his heels.

I watch his back for a moment before I close the door and arm the security system. Jungkook welcomes me with open arms, allowing me to burrow into his brawny chest, him wrapping me in the sweetest embrace.

“It’s okay, Noona. He’ll be back tomorrow. I know it hurts your heart still, though.”

“It does,” I confess, trying not to cry. It’s ridiculous because I know he will come back, but my heart aches, nonetheless.

“Come on…Do you want to pick out what you’re going to wear for him tomorrow? After that, we could shower and before bed, I could make you come a few times, you know, to help you sleep,” he says with a naughty grin.

And just like that, my smile returns, and the ache is replaced with excitement.

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Perfect to me

Request: hi I struggle with acne and am very insecure about it, I’m learning to cope with it and everything but do you think you could do one where the reader has an outbreak of acne? Like because of stress or tiredness or stuff? I don’t mind really… just something comforting please! Thank you(:

Tw: mention of blood

Harry x insecure fem! Reader

That morning you woke up way earlier than normal, Harry was laid in bed beside you, softly snoring, his hair messy yet a complete masterpiece. You carefully sat up tiredly getting out of bed as you made your way into the bathroom flicking the light on as you turned on the taps your eyes suddenly focusing on your face, your stomach dropping as you stared at yourself. Red spots covered your skin, dry spots too… your face just looked incredibly inflamed acne… you always struggled with acne but the outbreaks were always the worse and they always made you feel insecure. You stared at yourself eyes full of self hatred as you shook your head emotions barrelling out of control a sudden sob leaving your lips… maybe some would see the way you reacted as stupid but you were incredibly insecure all the time and Harry knew that well, he tried to lift your confidence up but somedays were better than others.

“Babe…?”

A confused Harry stood at the doorway, hair everywhere and eyes slightly droopy as he gazed at you worriedly and you quickly covered your face not wanting to look at him or rather him to see you as you shook your head “hey… hey what’s the matter?” He asked worriedly as he walked towards you more awake now since he knew you were clearly upset and very emotional. “I’m so ugly and gross” you spat out and Harry remained silent his brows pulling together before he crouched down in front of you trying to get you to look at him but every time he tried you were only more adamant to hide your face. “Why do you say that? You know that’s no way to talk about yourself… you’ve got to show yourself respect.” He said calmly, “babe look at me. Honey… please.” He whispered not wanting to force you to but he didn’t want you suffering in silence “but it’s the truth I’m so ugly!” You yelled out finally looking at him and once his eyes locked onto your face realisation struck “oh darling… no no no.” He was quick to cup your face in his hands gazing at the redness on your skin “you’re not ugly or gross… this is normal. Hey… it’s totally normal… even I get outbreaks sometimes… it happens to everyone.” He assured but you sniffled shaking your head “yeah but you look hot… and I just look like a mess.” You whined out and he couldn’t help but chuckle, “don’t laugh” you whined out and he smiled at you “I’m not laughing honey…. You look hot doing anything and don’t tell me otherwise… now listen to me okay?” And you nodded your head listening intently to him,

I’m going to go into the bedroom… I’m going to make you some food, how does a nice hot chocolate sound hm? Then we can cuddle and watch a movie okay” he said softly and you nodded immediately craving the warmth of a hot chocolate “yes please” you whispered and he nodded smiling as he kissed your cheek “go to the toilet,” he said making you furrow your brows in confusion “go on” he said with a nod before leaving you for some privacy however you did just as he said finally realising why he had said it, your eyes staring at the blood that was soaking your underwear. Damn period. Of course. How’d he know? You went to call him but before you could he had already walked in, a new pair of underwear held in his hand along with a pad before he handed them to you “isn’t this gross for you?” You asked quietly and he smiled at you “not at all… you’re my girlfriend… I love you… I don’t care what I have to help you with.” He assured and you just remained silent. How did you land a perfect guy like him? “How’d you know?” You asked and he smiled “well it’s been about a month and your period usually falls on this date” he said making you let out a soft laugh “gods i love you” you said happily and he smiled crouching down just in front of you “love you too sweetheart….” You removed your underwear noticing how blood had spread onto your inner thighs a soft whine leaving your lips “don’t worry honey… it’s just blood.” Harry assured grabbing a flannel as he wetted it with hot water, he then handed it to you. You felt safe enough to let him help you during these situations… that said the type of man he was… a trustworthy loving man. “Good job baby. All gone.” He murmured kissing your forehead before he crouched down in front of you helping you put the clean underwear on before he stood up, leaving the bathroom just so you could sort yourself out. He knew you could do a lot of this by yourself but he wanted to make sure you knew how much he supported you.

As you made your way out of the bathroom Harry was already back in bed but this time his guitar was standing up just next to the bed, “hey baby… here come sit.” He said and you quickly clambered into bed letting out a soft sigh your tummy already cramping and causing you pain. “Lay down. Just relax… let me take care of you okay?” He murmured and you nodded your head leaning back into the warmth of the bed as he lightly lifted your T-shirt up just so he could place the warm hot water bottle onto your skin, a soft happy sigh leaving your lips and you hummed fluttering your eyes shut “your hot chocolates just there okay? And some chocolate and other snacks just in case.” He said softly. He knew damn well just how to take care of you. He then propped himself up onto his pillows so he was sat slightly taller than you and you heard the sound of something opening and you opened your eyes looking at him confused and he chuckled “don’t worry… just got a face mask…” he murmured gently and you nodded, allowing him to smooth the cream onto your skin- the cream was a moisturiser almost to get some moisture into your skin, it usually helped your acne and you just hoped it would work this time too.

“Why are you so insecure about your acne?” He soon asked as his fingertips continued to lightly massage the cream into your skin “because it makes me look ugly” you whispered, making him scoff quietly “don’t be silly. You’re beautiful no matter what y/n…” he said gently and you shook your head “don’t try and say no to me… especially when it’s the truth.” He said making a small smile form on your face “but-“ “but nothing y/n. You’re gorgeous no matter what. I don’t care what you look like. I fell in love with your personality, your body, your kindness, your everything… not just your looks okay? Yes you’re beautiful but you’re so much more than that.” He said quietly before pressing a kiss to your lips “I love you.”

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Once your skin was much more softer and you were a lot more relaxed Harry began playing guitar for you, lightly strumming his fingertips against the strings. “Can you sing for me?” You asked quietly and he smiled and without even saying anything, with just a simple nod, his fingertips began simply and gently strumming against the strings the tune instantly making your heart melt as you recognised the start of it instantly as you looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes, so much so you could’ve cried then and there… “your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me but bear this in mind it was meant to be, and I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me, I know you’ve never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine but I’ll love them endlessly” his voice was soft, gentle… oh so passionate but also so so sincere. “I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if I do it’s you oh it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you.. and all these little things,

“You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea and maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep and all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me. I know you’ve never loved the sound of your voice on tape you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans but you’re perfect to me…” as he said those four simple words he gazed into your eyes with the softest and most truthful smile, he meant it. You could tell. A tear gently trailed down your cheek making him lean forward to kiss it away gently “I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it’s true it’s you it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you, and all these little things. You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you… and you’ll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to… if I let you know I’m here for you… maybe you’ll love yourself like I… love you. And I’ve just let these little things slip out of my mouth cause it’s you… oh it’s you… it’s you they add up to and I’m in love with you and all these little things… I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it’s true it’s you it’s you they add up to I’m in love with you and all your little things…” he fell silent the strumming stopping as tears continued to trail down your cheeks “I love you so much.” He whispered placing the guitar down just so he could pull you close to his body his fingers gently stroking away your tears as he pressed soft kisses all over your face not daring to let go of you…

“You’re perfect to me”

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i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: ted lasso from 2x02 to 2x05

jamie’s such an asshole 😭

“…oh.” skfjgjvjfjs

the sad music playing in this jamie scene is taking me out

i hate jane, beard deserves so much better

maybe frank sinatra was the problem

nate and his asshole attitude is getting really old

“why’s it smell like my nana’s house in here?” i don’t know why but the line delivery is sending me

“you ain’t even speaking spanish” CACKLING

“evidently she doesn’t eat sugar” “what a fucking asshole” 😭😭

the littles being absolutely thrilled when roy swears is so funny

we all have our kinks i guess skfjgkvkns

“when it sucks and i hate it, i’m gonna hire a bunch of children to follow you around and scream ‘told you so, told you so.’ for centuries” “i look forward to the attention” i love keeley 😭

“old people are so wise. they’re like tall yodas” WHATKGKFJFJS

dani finding it funny that ted and jamie look like they’re sitting in the guys hand while everyone else is upset is so on brand 😭

jamie better get on his hands and knees and beg sam to forgive him, that’s all i know.

sam is so precious, i freaking love him

higgins keeps showing up in the most random places 😭 someone get that man an office

nate talking about how jamie being back would ruin morale by belittling everyone then having him immediately doing it to will was such a smart move

ted got through to dr fieldstone 🥹 i knew she’d grow to love him eventually

oh shit, this is gonna be a disaster

- 2x03

sassy!! i’m so glad she’s back

“you finished on my-“ YELLING

“did he talk like that-“ “the whole time. and so eager to please. it was fabulous.” 😭

genuinely forgot about their hookup til now

“uncle roy, can we have ice cream for dinner?” “no, that’s dumb” “you’re right, thank you for helping me set boundaries” pls

“wow, she really loves you” “i know, it’s fucking annoying” 😭

i really hope we see more of rebecca and nora’s relationship, i’m loving it so far

nora being a sam girlie is so real of her

what the fuck did i just witness?!76(;;$(85&

“charles edgar cheeserton the 3rd” wake up babe new chuck e. cheese name just dropped

“sincerely, boss ass bitch” this whole scene has me in tears

“jamie tartt is a muppet and i hope he dies of the incurable disease of being a little bitch” that’s actually a really good insult 😭

so proud of sam!!

that entire scene with the tape was so powerful

IT’S ABOUT SUPPORTING YOUR TEAMMATES EVEN IF IT MAKES OTHERS UNCOMFORTABLE!!!!!

THEY’RE A FAMILY 🥹

- 2x04

colin and moe aww

i’m not gonna lie, this look is really doing it for me

did jamie just bless HIMSELF??? 😭😭

keeley sticking her tongue straight into the chocolate fountain was sooo me coded

God, it’s me again-

a mini dartboard 🥹 henry is so precious

ted is all alone :(

“i think you might be dying” FUCKFKGJFJDJS

“i brought friend chicken!” “is that a christmas tradition in holland?” “no :D” 😭

“i just walked into your neighbors house! oh my God” idk why but this ep is making me lose it

“let’s get drunk!” pls he sounds so happy

rebecca’s look of disbelief at ted being called a wanker dkfjgjgjs

that nerf scene I’M CRYING

“mom! there are two white people at the door and they’re smiling!” BYE

the guy wanting a selfie with keeley instead of roy skfjfjsdjgkd REAL 😭

PLEASE

losing it at dani and mrs higgins drinking together, they looked so happy skdjgjvkd

ted and rebecca spending christmas together and delivering presents to kids 🥹

“you want me to drive?” “the…steering wheel is on the other side” “right, i’m the one with the accent here” 😭

NOT THE LOVE ACTUALLY REENACTMENT

THIS IS SO SWEET

i love rebecca’s voice so much

this was such definitely my fave ep so far and i desperately need a holiday episode every season

- 2x05

ted laughing when nate said he’d talk to isaac was fucked up but so funny

“so can i like give this back to you and you give me cash? is that a thing or…?” “no.” lmfao

“i don’t drink coffe, my mother says i was born caffeinated” she’s not wrong 😭

nate is taking hit after hit this episode and i can’t even feel bad for him after how he’s treated will

God, i love the way higgins talks about julie 🥹

alright, who wrote ‘yum’ on roys picture? cause i know it wasn’t him lmao

i don’t care if it was just brett almost breaking character, i’m gonna believe that there was a slight smile on roys face cause he was happy to see ted

“you’d look well fit with pigtails” “i do 😁” petition for rebecca to wear pigtails at least once before the show ends…for science.

roy asking ted if he did alright with coaching isaac is something that can be so personal

isaac stopping in the middle of the game to tie that girls shoe just made me love him more

roys reluctant friendship with ted is everything

when harry met sally 😭

every time i believe i can’t love roy more than i already do he goes and proves me wrong

roy seeing the impact he had on isaac 🥹

HIGGINS AND JULIA ARE SO CUTE

keeley looks so proud of roy aw

don’t know if i’ve said this before but isaac has such a beautiful smile

“shut up. just shut up. you had me at ‘coach’” and if i said this is the funniest show on television?

#ted lasso lb #ted lasso #rebecca welton #roy kent #keeley jones #jamie tartt #dani rojas #sam obisanya #nate shelley #isaac mcadoo #thierry zoreaux #moe bumbercatch #colin hughes #coach beard #richard montlaur #jan maas #will kitman #tedbecca #roykeeley #long post

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