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youaresimplylovely · 4 days

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"We Keep This Love in a Photograph" - CL 16

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗟𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗰 𝘅 𝗚𝗳!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 654

𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱!!

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

Charles Leclerc was known for many things, a famous Formula 1 Driver who drives for Ferrari, an ice cream brand owner, but most especially a photographer. Yet this is only like ONLY exclusive to you. Charles said it himself, he likes showing the fans and the public his talents except his photography talent.

He purely insists that it's only exclusive to you. Despite many journalists, interviewers, and fans asking him why, his answer will be and always will be "because Y/N brings out the best of me and she's a true born model, I enjoy taking photographs of her. It really makes me happy."

That's why when you guys planned your monthly vacation to Bali, boy did he not hesitate to bring his camera. The camera, Charles always brought to every vacation with you was the camera you gifted him on his birthday. Sometimes you think to yourself if it was a bad decision, but it sure wasn't.

You and Charles walk around the beach to explore, strolling through the sands of the beautiful beach a loud click of a camera was heard. You raised an eyebrow, Charles was right behind you and you knew he took a picture of you. Slowly, you turn around to see Charles and his camera on his hand with a charming smile on his face.

"Cha? Seriously?" You chuckle, approaching him closer as you wrap your hands around the back of his neck.

"What? You know I love taking pictures of you mon amour" He says with his french accent that you loved so much. His hand gripping on your waist while the other holds his camera in his hand.

"You know sometimes, I wonder if I regret gifting you that camera for your birthday last year." You giggle, you were just joking but you wanted to tease him.

"Mon Dieu!" A loud gasp escapes his mouth as he laughs, he scrunches his nose and plants a soft kiss on your forehead. "I love the camera, mon amour. It's the best gift I could ever receive in my 26 years of life." He smiles at you softly, gently rubbing your back with his hand.

You couldn't help but smile at his words, you were so lucky to have him. A big smile purses your lips, leaning in closer to his face as you kiss him softly. Moments later, you pull away softly with a giggle.

"Now mon amour, we can't let you have a good vacation without pictures, am I right? Go on step back a little for me and smile okay?" He smiles softly, taking the camera out of his other hand and positions himself.

You smile and follow his instructions, you step back and start doing a few poses while Charles snaps pictures of you. Moments later, you finished with your small photoshoot. You and Charles continue to walk around the beach with his hand around your waist.

"You know mon amour, I really like this bikini of yours. It suits you very well and it looks amazing in pictures but you know what else is amazing?" He smiles at you cheekily while you two keep walking.

You let out a small hum, chuckling at your boyfriend's comment as you give him a quick kiss on the cheek as a thank you. "What's that baby?"

"Me taking pictures of you without the bikini." He winks at you along with a smirk on his mouth.

You gasp, laughing as you playfully hit his chest. "You're so dirty Cha but maybe, I'll think about it." You smirk at him as well as you lay your head on his shoulder while you walk.

The fact that your boyfriend is so loving towards you makes you feel so happy. Especially when he expresses his talents to you and you only. You always say to yourself and always will that you and him will "keep this love in a photograph."

#Spotify #f1 x reader #f1 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc smut #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 smau #formula 1 au #f1 blurb

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strangerthingsreversebigbang · 9 days

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In case you missed them, here are the first ten works posted from the Stranger Things Reverse Big Bang!

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Cover Worthy by @stevesno1simp | Art by @raven-cl

Rating: E

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Original Male Character(s)

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary: Steve has been crushing on rock star Eddie Munson, front man for the popular metal band Corroded Coffin since they made it big. But he never dreamed that landing a job as a photographer at the most popular metal magazine in the world would lead him to a photoshoot with him…

Survival of the Sister by @skepsiss | Art by @ent-is-indecisive

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Max Mayfield

Relationships: Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair

Summary: Max is a young knight who has lost everything to the darkness of the Upside Down. The last thing she can lose is her life. She puts it all on the line to save her family, friends, and Hawkins. Fate has another idea for her as she struggles to recall her happiest memories that will bring her back to life and toward Lucas, who is desperately searching for her. Overall, it is a short, emotional piece about Max fighting back death with sheer willpower and then getting to relish in being reunited with Lucas

Homesteddie Farms by @artaxlivs | Art by @doomcheese

Rating: Teens and Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary : “I thought you were helping me with the morning feeding?”

“Stevie! I am helping!” With his free hand, Eddie motions to the gaggle of animals clamoring for their attention.

“You’re making another Tiktok video. That’s not helping.” Steve sighs but his lips pull up in a hint of a smile.

Jabbing a finger into Steve’s side to make him yelp and skitter away, Eddie taps the record button and grins at the camera on his phone, “Hey-howdy-hey folks! Welcome to another beauuu-ti-ful morning here at Homesteddie Farms! Say hi to the farm fans, Steve.”

Steve huffs a breath, before shaking his head and saying in a fond tone, “Hey farm fans!” Then he grunts out an 'oof' as one of the goats stands up on it’s hind legs, head butts Steve in the thigh and begins to nibble on the raggedy bottom of his cut off overall shorts. “Madmartigan! Get down.”

Echoes of You by @writer-in-theory | Art by @yellowsweater-bluevest

Rating: Teens and Up Audience

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham

Summary: Five years after leaving Hawkins, Eddie Munson comes home to take care of his Uncle Wayne. He never imagined having to face the ghosts of what he'd left behind.

When you look into the mirror, tell me what you see by @slippy-slip | Art by @cxwzkeys

Rating: Mature

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Nancy Wheeler, Jonthan Byers

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary: Steve moves away but when he comes back to visist, he’s not quite the same. Some cope with changes better than others.

Work it On Out by @lemonlimelights | Art by @chuchayucca

Rating: Teen and Up

Archive Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence -specifcally the aftermath- blood and injury

Characters: Alexei, Joyce Byers, Will Byers, Jonathan Byers, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Nancy Wheeler

Parings: Alexei/Joyce Byers, Minor Nancy Wheeler/Jonathan Byers, Minor Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler`

Summary: Alexei lives and Joyce can't stop thinking about him. Her kids catch on quick.

Love Sick by @lady-lostmind | Art by @ahhrenata

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Summary:

Eddie rolls over with a groan. He feels awful. He can’t breath out of his nose, there’s so much pressure in his head he feels like it might explode and his throat feels like he swallowed a cup of razors. He lets out a truly pathetic whimper, the sound catching in his throat as it turns into a cough. He stretches his arm out, feeling around for Steve and is met with cold, empty sheets. He whines again and finally pries his eyes open.

“Stevie?”

I Think of Thee by @house-of-chant | Art by @sunflowerharrington

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Eddie, Chrissy, Gareth, Jeff, Unnamed Freak, Max, Ms O'Donnell

Pairing(s): Eddie Muson/Chrissy Cunningham

Summary: Retaking senior year was not on Eddie's life plan. Neither was retaking Shakespearean Literature. At least Chrissy's in the class this year, though. AU - Eddie and Chrissy were childhood friends.

Do You Think I Have Forgotten (about you?) by StupidWithSteddie | Art by @artbean

Rating: Teens and Up

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Gareth (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Jeff (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham

Relationship(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington

Summary:

Steve Harrington didn’t know much but he knew one thing — he hated Eddie Munson and he always would.

or the battle of the bands au where steve and eddie have a complicated past and they're forced to confront it through the only way they know how - music

The Very First Night by @sourw0lfs | Art by @sunflowerharrington

Rating: Mature

Warning(s): No Archive Warnings Apply

Character(s):Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham, Gareth (Stranger Things), Jeff (Stranger Things), Unnamed Freak (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham's Father (mentioned), Unnamed Band Manager

Relationship(s): Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham & Corroded Coffin

Summary:

"The rest of their set passes in a blur, some performative instinct Chrissy didn’t even know she had kicking in somewhere between the first and second songs. It leaves her feeling exhilarated, like she could fly if she tried.

Leaving the stage with the rest of the band feels right. Laughing as they walk through backstage to pack away their things again feels right.

Chrissy decides right then and there that she’s made the right choice, even if they never make it further than this.

OR: Five times something almost happens after Chrissy joins Corroded Coffin and one time it does"

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Stay tuned for more incredible works from the Stranger Things Reverse Big Bang!

#stranger things #stranger things reverse big bang #strbb #posting round up #hellcheer #steddie #lumax #alexei/joyce

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innerscent · 7 months

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2NE1's CL | Grazia Magazine December 2015

#2ne1 #cl #lee chaerin #grazia magazine #photoshoot #fashion #aesthetics #black #purple #ggnet #femaleidolsedit

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clgzb · 2 months

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CL is on one of the covers for VOGUE KOREA 2024 WOMAN NOW

#cl #lee chaerin #updates #magazine cover #vogue korea #yr:2024 #photoshoot

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alicegzb · 1 year

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CL for Highsnobiety Magazine

#cl #kpop #kpop solist #kpop gg #kpop pics #editorial #fashion #photoshoot #magazine

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models-photoshoots · 1 year

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Tita Sahara in Koh Rong Island - 📷 ?

IG -> titasahara_

Source and other photos IG -> www.instagram.com/p/Cl-Gd9_qCTc/ www.instagram.com/p/CgYanB1q6yB/ www.instagram.com/p/CZQsM0CAhy4/ www.instagram.com/p/CYqZLulrrhk/

(fyi, all these photos are gathered from tumblr posts, just to make a nice collection of the photoshoot)

#tita sahara #nice dress #no bra #white #sea #beach #white bikini #collection by me #instagram #ok #koh rong #sunset #in bathroom

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blainesebastian · 1 year

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always

words: 2,537 ship: austin butler x reader summary: (anon request) Austin x reader breakup, but in a moment of weakness, reader calls Austin because she's going Through It and so used to talking to him. warnings: heavy emotions associated with illness tag list: @killerqueenfan, @karamelcoveredolicity, @elizabethrosecresswell, @gigisworldsstuff, @stylesmendeshearted

Sometimes you wonder if you and Austin made the right call—breaking up. You’d been dating five strong years before Austin landed the role of Elvis. You’re not saying that’s what completely explained your shared downfall, there were a lot of things, reasons, excuses, little details that built up over time. The two-year span in which Austin dedicated his craft, concentration and time to—that stressor was ultimately the icing on top, the breakdown of your communication and your relationship. Despite trying to keep everything together, it’s difficult to keep a house of cards from tumbling once it starts to fall.

You’re not about to deal out any blame, one of things you love about Austin is how dedicated he is, how hard he works for things he wants and deserves. The breakup was amicable, even though it was painful and difficult and felt like all these wrong choices wrapped up into one ugly word. But…separating seemed like the only option at the time—there were too many issues with communicating with one another, both of you seemed on the opposite sides of the spectrum in terms of what was needed. Austin couldn’t concentrate on anything that wasn’t Elvis preparation and you selfishly wanted more of him, his time and effort that was slipping right through your fingers.

It's not that you didn’t support him or that you don’t now, of course you do—Austin deserves every moment and glimmer of notoriety, admiration and recognition he’s getting for the film. But you have to admit that after so many years of being with someone, the loss speaks volumes, even after you remain friends. Birthdays, audition ups and downs, Thanksgivings and Christmases and trips together ‘just because’ when you could afford to do it. He’s been there for you through situations in which you never thought you could get through on your own—especially when your dad was getting treatment for cancer. Austin provided comfort and support that is difficult to put into words. He was there at the hospital when you needed a hand to squeeze and he was up late at night with you when sleep just wouldn’t visit—endless time on hold with doctors and constant worrying.

Austin somehow always knew what to say or somehow how to be there without words, pressing a kiss to your temple or wrapping an arm around your shoulders to keep you close.

This is how you know that when some of the worst news hits you that the only person you can talk to about it is him—but it takes you a while to come to that conclusion, even though every gut reaction and heavy emotion tells you to text him.

It’s been about a half of a month since you last saw him, meeting him at a bar near your apartment for a drink. His soft blonde curls now a jet black that somehow bring out the sharpness in the blue of his eyes. But of course it works for him, naturally handsome in a handful of ways that aren’t very fair. You two had spent the night swapping stories about how it’s going on set for him and in the recording studio while you debate whether you want to take the lead in some sort of zombie movie. It’s going to be utterly terrible but Austin teases you that it’s right up your alley. Apocalyptic horror films that include zombies? Definitely made for you—how can you pass it up? He knows you well.

Mostly from then it’s been on and off texting, just checking in with one another but both of you are equally busy, diving into work and interviews and photoshoots and just…life, which is crazy enough without being a celebrity.

Neither of you have really moved on to dating anyone else…you thought for a moment that Austin’s one friend, Chelsea, who was always a bit too close to him when she was drunk would somehow swoop in on the chance but not as far as you can tell. Honestly you can’t get over the debate in the back of your mind on whether breaking up in the first place was even a good idea, so you’re not actively looking for someone. Austin’s probably just too busy to juggle a relationship and his role in Elvis.

Which…again, you find yourself kinda selfishly thanking the universe for that, because when you met for drinks, Austin was hinting that you’d be his automatic red-carpet date. And how can you hate the idea of that?

You’re still in love with him, deeply, something endless—you’re not sure that’ll ever change, nor do you want it to. You have a sixth sense that he still feels the same way too, in small moments that you share with one another, in phone calls or conversations that you exchange, in the way his hands linger on you a little longer than necessary when you hug goodbye or that look in the depth of his blue eyes when he brushes your hair behind your ear.

This is one of the many reasons that when earth-shattering news hits you, your kneejerk reaction is to reach out to him.

You attempt to talk yourself out of it a handful of times, trying to think about anyone else you could call. And of course there’s family, there’s other friends who would be there for you in a heartbeat…and yet, there’s this undeniable pull with Austin. Regardless of the time spent apart, you know that if you call him, he’ll know exactly what to say, do, that you somehow need that certainty of comfort from him alone.

And maybe, once again, that’s selfish but perhaps that’s not so wrong right now.

You settle on a comfy chair placed on your small balcony, looking out into the city lights. The air is slightly biting, the weather not the warmest but…you feel like you kinda need that, the chill against your skin makes you feel more awake. Alive. Closing your eyes for a moment after you press on Austin’s name, you wait as the line rings.

You don’t expect him to pick up if you’re being honest—you know how busy he is and there’s no rhyme or reason anymore for him to make you a priority. He doesn’t owe you anything. You’re not even sure if you want to leave a message; feels like some sort of sign from the universe if he doesn’t answer.

Except that he does.

“Hey stranger,” He says, voice warm and affectionate—it reaches deep into your chest and squeezes, hard. There’s soft sound in the background though you can’t quite tell where he is…not home, walking around outside maybe? There are faint hums of traffic, busyness.

“Hi,” You manage, practically rolling your eyes at yourself because that is just borderline pathetic. How are you supposed to talk about what’s bothering you if you can’t even get a greeting out.

There’s a pause on the other end of the phone because Austin can recognize off that alone that something is wrong, “What’s goin’ on Y/N? You okay?”

Shaking your head even though he can’t see, you curl your hair around your ear, “No, not really. I’m sorry to call you, I—” You swallow down a bout of emotion, “I didn’t want to talk to anyone else.”

Austin considers your words for a very long moment and then, instinctively, he says – “Is it your dad?”

The question is so simple and yet it’s enough to break you wide open, like a glass falling off a counter, shattering into pieces. You cover your mouth with your hand and just cry, empty every emotion you’ve been feeling since you got the news right into the receiver. There’s this guilt swirling in your belly that you’re doing this over the phone to Austin of all people, that you can’t find the words to talk instead of splintering

“I’ll be there soon, I’m on the other side of town.” Austin says quickly and you can tell without seeing him that he’s walking at a quicker pace. His voice is slightly clipped but you know him well enough to understand that he’s worried, frustrated that he’s not close enough within this moment.

“Austin,” You manage, shaking your head—you want to tell him that he doesn’t have to come. That despite breaking apart over the phone, this wasn’t your intention. You didn’t call him in hopes that he’d drop everything and come to your place.

“It’s okay,” He assures and his tone is different than before, comforting and assuring. “Try and take some deep breaths, alright? I hate hearin’ you cry—breakin’ my heart.” Austin teases and you can’t help a soft, wet laugh escaping. You do as he says, wiping your cheeks with your hand, the tear tracks on your face feeling like strands of ice along your skin as the wind blows on your balcony.

Allowing your eyes to close for a few moments, you take in a haggard breath that’s a lot easier once you try it a few times.

“There you go,” Austin coaxes, “I gotta get on the subway.”

You shake your head, sitting up a bit straighter in your seat, “You really don’t have to come—I—you know how much I appreciate that but I just called to talk.”

“Y/N,” You recognize that determination in his voice—he’s not backing down from this and you’re not about to change his mind. “I’ll be there soon.”

Nodding softly, you hold onto the sound of his voice even after the call ends, focusing on your breathing.

You move into the living room once you realize that you’re cold on the balcony, even with a blanket over you. There’s no reason to sit outside and shiver, especially if Austin is coming over anyways. You consider the possibility of wine, of how that’ll make you feel warmer and slightly distant with what you’re going through. But that’s a slippery slope.

Settling into the corner of the couch, you glance up as you hear a lock turn in your front door, the doorknob jostling as Austin comes in. It dawns on you that he clearly still has your apartment key…and you’re not sure why that settles somehow affectionately and painfully in your chest all at once.

You give him a onceover as he stands there, tall, black dyed hair curled in familiar swoops as he pulls the key from the lock and pockets it. His eyes scan the apartment until he finds you on the couch, gaze tender and empathetic as he closes the door behind him. He toes off the boots he always wears, discarding his sherpa jean jacket as well before moving to take a seat on the sturdy coffee table across from you.

He offers a small smile, reaching for one of your hands with his own. You glance down at the rings on his slender fingers, something easier to focus on than the ache behind your ribcage. So many words get stuck in your throat, like you’re trying to swallow molasses. This is a topic that you’ve had to have spoken to Austin at least a hundred times and now…you’re not even sure what to say.

Austin sits in the silence with you and it’s not uncomfortable, allowing you to take moments you need as he runs his thumb along your fingers.

“Thank you for coming,” You eventually whisper, looking up at him.

His face pinches just slightly before he nods, squeezing your hand— “Always,” Austin takes in a soft breath and within that moment you realize it’s difficult for him to speak too, to ask questions. Austin knows your father, has been through just as many pivotal moments in your family over the five years you were dating.

“Cancer come back?”

You swallow before nodding, drawing in a breath and trying to focus on the feeling of Austin’s fingers against your own. “Spread to his liver—they’re gonna try treatments but,” You shrug—cancer is still the equivalent of being in open water. There’s ideas and concepts and things to try but…you’re never quite sure what’s going to work, there are no guarantees.

“I dunno how I’m supposed to feel,” You admit, which probably sounds so…weird? There are too many emotions spiraling at once, vying for attention—then there’s a small dominate part that doesn’t want to feel anything at all.

“I think you just gotta take it one day at a time—like before.”

And that feels even worse, like before, the fact that this is happening all over again and— “I can’t,” You say quickly, feeling like the room is caving in. There’s a squirming sensation that slithers down your spine, nearly making you get up from the couch, but Austin’s hand grounds you in place.

“Yes you can,” Austin replies, firm but comforting.

Tears gather in your eyes as you look at your ex, your height the same for once because he’s sitting on the coffee table. You can’t believe he’s here—you never would have asked him to come but…it means the world that he is. It’s a moment of weakness on your part to reach out to him, to drag him into this when he doesn’t have to be. But you also know that this is the type of person Austin is, that it’s the type of relationship you had when you were together: supportive. Of course he’s here, because in turn you’d do the exact same thing for him.

“I’m not feeling very strong right now,” You admit, trying to smile it off like you’re not crying in front of him.

Austin shakes his head, reaching out with his other hand to thumb tears off your cheek, “Everythin’ I see says different.”

Your lower lip wobbles and it feels like your chest might split in two as you attempt to hold all your feelings inside, in check, but you manage to get the words out that feel the most relevant, “I love you.”

Austin laughs softly, emotion twinging his voice as well, “I love you too—that’s not gonna change, you know.” He waits until your gaze meets his, holding it for a few moments. “M’not goin’ anywhere, okay? Not gonna get rid of me even though we’re broken up. Who’s idea was that anyways?”

A soft, wet laugh leaves your lips and you sniffle, wiping one side of your face with the sleeve of your sweater. “Stupid, really.”

Austin hums, moving to get on the couch beside you. He opens up his arms, pulling the blanket back so you can lean against him—you greedily take that chance. Closing your eyes, you settle against him, your head fitting directly underneath his chin. Your nose and lips end up along his shoulder, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne, sandalwood and skin. He draws his arms against you, one massaging circles into your back as the other threads through your hair.

You’re not sure if everything is going to be okay, but being against Austin like this? Feeling the heat of his skin and the sensation of his chest moving as he breathes? You have hope that it might be.

I know it sEEMS like I keep writing hurt/comfort but ya’ll are asking for it? lskdjfks hopefully you enjoyed this :) thanks for reading!

#austin butler x reader #austin butler #austin butler imagine #austin butler drabble #austin butler fic #elvis 2022 #mccall writes things

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stevesno1simp · 2 months

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"Cover Worthy" by trans_steve_truther and Raven_CL

At long last, I'm so excited to present my @strangerthingsreversebigbang fic!

Rating: E

Character(s): Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Original Male Character(s)

Tags: Photographer Steve Harrington, Rock Star Eddie Munson, Trans Steve Harrington, Bottom Steve Harrington, Top Eddie Munson, Soft Dom Eddie Munson, Sub Steve Harrington, Virgin Steve Harrington, Unsafe Sex, Creampie, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Coming Out, Reverse Big Bang Challenge, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Beta reader: @steviestits

Art and credit: Art by @raven-cl is embedded in the fic and on their page!

Fic link and credit: Attached!

#steddie #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #top eddie munson #bottom steve harrington #soft dom eddie munson #sub steve harrington #trans steve harrington

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bcacstuff · 1 year

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P doubling down on CM and SH. Now she has something that “proves” they know each other. So does knowing each other now include dating/sleeping together? Keeps hinting that she will share a name. Woman’s account is supposedly private, but P follows her.

The Deuxmoi sighting is this one (posted on Sunday 22 January)

Okay, people, let's get real here. Fact: Sam was only briefly in NYC, arriving on 11 January, there were some fan pics and pappics, he posted pics and a video himself. The video being of the Sona restaurant posted 14 January and stories posted on January 15 or 16 depending on the timezone (posted doesn't mean he was still there).

So the Deuxmoi sighting doesn't make much sense, DM posts the sightings on Sunday from what they get the weekdays before that Sunday.

14 weeks ago would be end of January. He was in London that weekend posting a video with Graham, they did the photoshoot for the book cover of CL in NZ. Also remind you he posted a video for Burns Night from is home making a cocktail.

Beginning February a video was posted from EDA, where he was also spotted on February 6. Tom Kitchen posted a pic from a recent visit at Kora, and on 14 February he did a live IG with PCJ for LA from his home clearly showing he's filming OL, showing his nails with the (fake) blood on it. 22 February recorded a podcast, and the wrap party on 24 February.

First week in March he showed up at restaurants with his whisky and gin, did a podcast and on 4 March he was in Chichester Uni, and London there after (fan pic, papped and work out pic posted by himself) and I found that running video from 8 March.

Week after he was in Belgium, he returned on 17 March, went to London and probably home. Was back in London the next weekend recording the LA promo. And back in Belgium 29 March started filming TCND.

Now where is there any room to be in NYC 'more than usual'. He was only once there in January for a few days. Despite DM sightings, which we can't take serious anymore. If he's that popular, why was there not a DM sighting last weekend where he sat openly in public on a popular terrace with a blonde woman. No DM, no pappics, not even JJ.

And if I have to go back where the whole thing started. A Anon saying she saw him and this woman, who is supposed to be a socialite (so why on earth is her account private???) in Paris (when he just started filming in Belgium and the whole crew and cast was in Antwerp). Why did he not mention Paris on HSC with Josh, but mentioned Antwerp and Maastricht (still have to laugh about his pronunciation of that city, which aside is one of the most beautiful cities in the Netherlands). Why didn't he had time in Miami if she was in Miami, and NYC while she was there. First it isn't her at the lunch, and now it is??? Is that all the evidence she has about it? Was there a like or a comment 14 weeks ago on a post? Is that the 'evidence' or is it just trying to make something real?

Need I remind you how she still pushed the KE narrative heavily in January. And when he followed the actor from Leeds and was filming in Leeds it was all about ES. And now... CM. How on earth is anybody still believing anything she posts... smh

You draw your conclusions

Note: I hope to post the timeline of January - March soon (I'm checking the links)

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