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slvtbible · 4 years

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girls need love

pairing: frat!harry x cheerleader!y/n

word count: 2500

summary: just a hot cocky frat boy harry who determines to show you a good time rather than your boyfriend

warning: alcohol and drug use, hints of smut, vulgar language

a/n: i've always been tempted to write frat!Harry for a while now but I don't want it to be a typical high school cliche kind of piece. I’m adding a few different spices to it. Enjoy!

y/n carefully zips up the short pink skirt she’s wearing for tonight. Straightening the skirt with her hands as she admires through the mirror how good the material looks on her figure. Topping it off with a white fitted crop top and crystal heels. She doubts herself for putting on too much effort for the party but her friends convinced her otherwise.

“You look fucking hot, not gonna lie” her best friend, Luna chimes while applying a lip gloss on her lips. Scanning y/n’s body. “Boys are gonna be all over you tonight!” she squeals excitedly, squeezing the tube back in her make up bag.

That causes y/n to roll her eyes. Boys this and boys that. As if she’s not dressing up tonight for herself. “I know what’s on your mind Luna but that isn’t going to happen. I’m just gonna there, drinking a few glass of Grey Goose or Jagermeister, smoke a few cigs and cuddle up with Brandon… hopefully”

Luna raises her eyebrow and exchanges looks with her other friend, Maria. Who has a ‘there she goes again’ look while brushing her jet black hair to remove unwanted knots.

“He’s a piece of shit. Why are you sticking around with him anyway?” Luna points bluntly, crossing her arms as she stares y/n from behind, who’s busy searching through her favorite pair of earrings.

“Exactly. He gives me bad vibes, y/n. He has a shitty reputation plus that boy only wants you for sex. I’m sorry to say that but we’re your friends and we’re only looking out for you.” Maria adds, putting her brush down before standing up from her dresser. “Jordan told me he’s bad news too.”

y/n sighs, attaching the golden hoop earrings as she hears her friends giving a lecture. “Appreciate it guys. But I can handle myself. If anything goes down south, you guys will be the first ones to know.” she smiles at both of them, messing with her thick long hair that falls above her hips.

The two seem quite unsure about it but let it slide anyway. Luna throws thumbs up to her way while Maria nods with a smile.

“Okay then” Luna says, slipping on her heels and grabbing her bag and car keys. “Come on ladies. I’m looking forward to getting hammered tonight. So y/n is driving” she gives a playful smile before tossing the keys towards her direction,

y/n laughs and shakes her head, easily grasping the keys as the three girls walk out.

As y/n arrives, there are already a few people on the outside. Drinking and making out shameless without any care in the world. The music is pumping loud even before she enters, which y/n can guess the fraternity is putting on Big Sean’s ‘Bounce Back’.

“Another typical frat party to attend. Quite getting tired of this shit.” y/n mumbles as she steps in, the two girls paying no attention to her while scanning over the crowded room.

It’s way too packed. She’s squeezing her way through a sea of sweaty bodies alone while Maria and Luna are looking for their boyfriends. y/n releases a breath of relief when she manages to get out of that. Finding herself standing in the middle of the kitchen.

“Baby! You made it!” She hears a deep voice from behind, spinning on her heels and finds her boyfriend, Brandon. A blue snapback place on top of his blonde hair. Hand gripping a red solo cup and eyes are slightly jaded. She assumes he has been smoking a lot of pot before she came here. “I’ve missed you so much” he mumbles, stepping closer towards her figure and pushes her towards his chest.

She gives a small laugh and hugs him back before pulling away slightly from his grip. Examining his red eyes and large pupils. “How much did you smoke tonight?” she asks straight away,

His hand gripping onto her waist, staring back at her as he shrugs. “Three or five? I don’t know. Why does it matter?” he sips on his alcohol,

“Just want you to be safe. Everytime you get high as a kite, you do something stupid.” she points out the obvious, her hands moving towards his shoulders quickly as he is about to fall. “And i bet this is not the second or the third glass you’re having” she firmly states,

“You’re right. It ain't. But I'm doing perfectly fine. Stop worrying” he says, hand moving down her ass and giving it a squeeze. “How about you and I go upstairs right now? Hm? Wanna fuck you so bad.” he utters against her neck

y/n resists the urge to roll her eyes at him, knowing it’s gonna make it worse. As a response, she shakes her head, moving his hand back to her hip. “Not while you’re like this. Take a breather, seriously. Drink some water” she suggests softly.

Brandon scoffs, lifting his head up and pushes her hands off his shoulders harshly causing her to widen her eyes. Mouth slightly agape at his harsh attitude.

“I didn’t make this party with my boys only for you to always bitch me around about how much I smoked or drank. It’s fucking annoying. Every time you walk in here, you’re always up to ruin my night.” he finishes the drink with a big gulp before chucking the empty cup down the floor. “Here’s a tip for you sweetheart, try to have some fun alright? Don’t come back until you’re ready for me to blow your back out” he snaps, glaring at his girlfriend before turning away to blend with the crowd again.

As she watches him leave, she sighs tiredly. Honestly, that wasn’t the first time she had ever seen him like this. She puts up with his nasty attitude and defends him in front of her own friends countless times because she believes deep down, he genuinely cares about her. When he’s sober, of course.

Because despite everything, he’s 100% different when he’s sober,

Well… okay, not really. She doesn’t know which one is true anymore.

y/n brushes of his attitude quickly and heads towards the fridge. Grabbing herself a can of beer before getting herself completely drunk tonight.

“Perhaps i should listen to Luna more” she mumbles, tasting the cold liquid as she sips it. Leaning her front against the counter, her elbows resting on top of the tiles. Observing the party while bobbing her head slowly to the music.

“That was extremely painful to watch”

She turns her head to where the voice comes from. Seeing Harry Styles, another member of the fraternity leaning against the doorway. His arms crossed causing his muscles to bulge out a little, he’s dressed in his usual attire. A white v neck and blue flannel with the sleeves roll up to his elbows. Chocolate curls tucked into a green snapback that he props on backwards along with dark skinny jeans he put on.

He shoots her a flirty smirk, causing his dimples to pop out. Pushing himself off the wall before walking towards her figure.

“Harry.” she speaks out his name, faking a smile when she watches him getting closer. “Surprised not to see you exchanging saliva with a girl in the corner of the room… like usual” she says sarcastically, moving her gaze back forward and taking a couple sip of the beer.

Harry winces playfully, pressing his hand to his heart pretending to get hurt by it. “Ouch princess” he leans sideways against the counter, propping his elbow on top as he laces his fingers, staring down at her who’s too busy looking away. “Always come up with horrible assumptions every time you see me. Never did once hear you say something nice”

She rolls her eyes, now glancing up to him who’s smirk never leaves his face. His lower lip taking in between his teeth. “Everybody knows you’re a player, Harry. What’s the nicest shit you could possibly gain from that?” she questions, eyebrows furrowing as she tilts her head back.

“At least I never humiliate you in front of people. You know i’m right” he shrugs, referring to what Brandon did earlier as he clicks his tongue against his teeth.

“What do you want, Harry?” she sighs, clearly showing she’s not in the mood to play tonight. “Can’t you see i’m busy?”

He chuckles, scratching his nose with his thumb. “Busy as in, isolating yourself from the party with a beer on your hand?” his finger points at the can, making her drop the can quickly. “Thought so. I'm here to keep you company.”

She can’t help but exhale a laugh, shaking her head. “Don’t act like I'm a damsel in distress. I don’t need a company. I’m pretty much capable on my own.”

“Again, you’re breaking my heart. By rejecting me.” he jokes, eyebrows raising as she watches him in amusement. “A guy wanting to have a chat with a pretty girl at the party isn’t allowed? Are there any policies about that?”

Her heart flutters a bit when he calls her pretty. Yeah, okay she does think Harry is hot. Like, really really hot. Who doesn’t think so? With that charming smile and seemingly soft curls that makes her go crazy a little bit. The vice captain of the football team that has every girl on campus swooning over, making it easy for him to flirt with a girl way into her panties.

“I’m flattered, truly I am. But flirting won’t get you anywhere Mister.” she tsks, wiggling her finger at him. “Especially flirting with a girl who already has a boyfriend. Another bad image for you, Styles.” she mutters, watching him chuckle with his green eyes staring back at hers.

“I am very much aware that you’re taken. But come on, harmless flirting? You’re gonna snitch on me? To him?” he asks, moving closer to leave a small space between them,

y/n takes a sharp breath as she feels how close they are right now. Clearing her throat and regaining her posture. “I might” she plays along, biting down onto her lip,

She sees how his eyes flicker down to her mouth, puffing out a deep breath from. Finding it hard to remove his gaze from her soft plump lips.

“You’re making it harder for me now” he mumbles, grabbing a cup filled vodka before chugging it down his throat. “I’m blaming it on you.”

“Harder to what, exactly?” she curiously asks,

“To not want you.” He replies bluntly, his flirty tone changes into a deeper one. Eyes lusting over her face and down to her body.

She feels herself swallow a lump on her throat, crossing her arms as his back leans against the table now. Eyes never leaving hers.

“That’s not the right thing to say to your best friend’s girlfriend.” she slowly stands in front of him now, hands on her back. “What happens if he heard you? You don’t want that.”

“I’ll take my chances” He smirks, putting the empty cup down. Standing up straight as his palms firmly plants on the table. “Besides, Brandon is way too drunk to care right now, princess. He’s fucking shitfaced.”

She giggles, nodding to herself. “Don’t need to see it for myself, I know you’re telling the truth.”

“He treats you like shit. Do you know that? Or are you on that ‘blinded by love’ stage at the moment” he queries in a serious tone. Searching for an answer on her face.

With a sigh, she nods. “I’m aware. I just. . . don’t like being alone. Seems like every cheerleader must have a frat boyfriend, kind of like a thing somehow. I don’t wanna miss out” Honestly, she sounds quite stupid with the reason she’s giving him but it’s actually the half truth.

He looks at her quizzically, finding it hard to believe every word she said. “You’re making no sense. Brandon maybe my best mate but he’s still a fucking asshole” he responds, standing up straight, looking down at her. “I fucked girls, yeah. But not as many as you thought and certainly not as heartless as you thought, y/n. Believe me.”

She feels her knees weaken when his lips are inches away from hers. Pressing down her lips as her eyes look over his shoulder.

“I can treat you better.” her eyes bug out at his confession. “Been watching you over the past couple years and goddamn it y/n, you’re the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. Not to mention, sweet and smartt.” his fingers softly tucking a hair behind her ear. Grazing his knuckles gently against her bare arm,

“I can fuck you better too” his voice fills with lust, hand moving down to grab her hip gently. Thumbing the material of her skirt. “I know you’ve been thinking about me. Your sneaky glances aren’t exactly sneaky at all, baby” he whispers.

y/n already knows how wrong it is to be in this position. With his hand gripping her hip and her not halting his actions. Brandon might be the biggest ass she has ever encountered, but that doesn’t mean she’ll cheat on him. Despite how bad she wants it from Harry, she needs to stop. Yet she doesn’t. Why?

Because she actually wants this as bad.

“Is that a promise?” she flirts, flickering her stare back at him. Brown eyes glinting with desire and lust. Feeling his hand moves towards her cheek, cupping it gently as his thumb brushes against her light glossed lip. “Would be a shame if you’re nothing but an all talk, Harry”

The way she rolls his name off his tongue is causing his cock to twitch in excitement. Especially with that sexy stare she’s giving him, eyes wide and a naughty smile on her beautiful face saying how she’s ready to give it all to him.

‘Fuck you Brandon, your girl mine now.’ he thinks to himself cockily,

“Oh I promise you, darling.” he speaks slowly, pulling her close against his chest. “By the end of the night. The only name you’re going to remember is mine.”

He speaks so confidently and that causes her thighs to squeeze together as she feels her panties to slightly dampen. The sexual desire in her begins to grow even more, and she knows he feels the same way.

“I like the way you talk” she tells him, soft fingers running up and down his heavily tattooed arm.

He gives her a large wicked grin, leaning down a bit to brush his lips against her ear and whispers, “I want you to go upstairs and stay inside my room. You know which one. I expect your clothes are already on the floor once I get there. I’ll be up in fifteen.” he pecks her soft cheek, hearing her let out a soft whimper.

“I’m gonna wreck you tonight, darling.”

this is short i apologize but tell me if you want part 2 to this! hope you all liked it!

#harry styles x reader #harry styles blurbs #harry styles au #harry styles imagines #harry styles smut #harry styles one shots #frat!harry #frat!harry styles #harry styles fluff #harry styles fanfictions

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thatweeboverthereisthirsty · 4 years

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Hey, can I request relationship head-canons sfw and nsfw head canons about natsu with a fem s/o? Thank you

Why yes you can!!!! Also congrats on making my whole day by being my first request!!! This was a lot longer than I thought it would be and the SFW part didn’t include nearly enough stuff in my opinion but I felt that I would get to write about Natsu again so I shouldn’t worry. This was also my first part doing anything NSFW so I hope it’s good. I really hope you enjoy this anon, and thanks for making my day!!!

SFW:

Being in a relationship with Natsu would include many things

Expect a constantly messy house or at least partially messy depending on how often you feel like picking up after him

He leaves his stuff everywhere and to be completely honest it’s not as bad as some might think

He tries to stay even a bit cleaner since you got together, if not for you than for him

Once you slipped on something he left laying around and got hurt

It was just a bruise but he decided he never wanted to put you in that position again

Always in your house, ALWAYS

You could come home or enter a room randomly and BAMM he’s there helping himself to your food

You honestly don’t mind that much, sure paying for all the extra food he eats is annoying but it’s a small price to pay for such an amazing boyfriend

Besides even before you guys were together he made himself at home in your place

His clothes are in your drawers and some of his stuff is in your house too

Since he’s always around he figured why not bring some stuff over

You don’t care since it leaves you more Natsu scented clothes to wear when he’s off on jobs or when you’ve had a hard day

He smells like bonfire smoke, cinnamon, and ginger

It relaxes you after a day of stress so when he’s around you sit next to him and slump over so your head’s in his lap

He loves it when you do this but prefers when you sit in his lap so he can hold all of you at once

If you bury your face in his scarf, he’ll probably blush and call you cute

Sometimes you’ll cuddle with Happy instead and it makes him feel so incredibly happy he can’t help but smile as wide as he can

He loves both you and Happy so much, to see you both cuddling together and safe is one of the best things in the world for him

Favorite form of kiss: forehead kiss

It’s sweet and calm and so different than all the chaos that always surrounds him

Almost like you two are in your own little bubble and the rest of the world has slowed down

He’s so sweet sometimes it makes you melt

Expect him to tell you that he loves you at least twice a day

“Y/n, have I ever told you-” - Natsu

“That you love me? Yes, Natsu you have, and I love you too.” - Y/n

“Ok but I think I should say it again just for good measure, Y/n I-” - Natsu

“I think you’ve told her enough times man. Plus the rest of us don’t need to hear your lovey dovey crap.” - Gray

“YOU WANNA GO ELSA!” - Natsu

“BRING IT LAVAGIRL!” - Gray

NSFW:

Natsu isn’t necessarily a horny man

Or he wasn’t… until he met you

Your first time together was life changing for him

Your technique was a little rough but you both got the hang of it eventually, and when you did…. Oh man!

It was the type of sex you only see in movies

The ‘Stars exploding behind eyes’, and ‘ahegao faces galore’ type

Soon he craved your body almost as much as he craved food

Heck your body was better than food, it definitely tasted heavenly

He was a starving man for your breasts

He liked it when you rode him because he could watch them bounce everytime you sunk back down onto his length

They were so soft and squishy in his massive hands, he just wants to massage them with his tongue every time he sees them

Praise was a big thing for him

Not necessarily you praising him but he loved to praise you

Natsu loves to just push you down into the sheets and fuck you senseless while telling you how amazing you are

“You're so good, baby, you take me so well, so tight and wet for me, just the way I like it, you’re too good for me, I love you so much, my beautiful good girl”

The praise worked its way into every time you ever did it

Slow sensual, or hard and fast paced sex

No matter what he will always tell you how perfect you are for him

Praise is such a big thing for him that he could never talk down to you

Even if you were into that sort of thing it would be a total no go for him, he loves and cares about you too much

But that doesn’t mean that your sex is purely vanilla… 😏

His tongue, oh god his tongue

It’s so hot sometimes you feel like it will burn your lips as he licks them

Everytime you kiss, he pushes his tongue into your mouth and it spreads warmth through your whole face

When he sucks your breasts the temperature change from very hot to very cold as he switches to the other side makes you a moaning, writhing mess

Oh and how he eats you out

Natsu pushes your legs open and buries his face in between them

The heat adds so much extra stimulation that you cum twice as fast as you would with a normal man, that is if he’d let you cum

Natsu always tops and occasionally you decide to struggle

So he uses his scarf to tie your hands to the bedpost and ravage your body

He’s the type of guy that likes to dirty talk you till your soaked and then work his way down to your area before proceeding to eat you out until your on the very brink of cumming, then stopping to tease you about how you can’t cum till he “finishes his meal”

This leaves you breathless and shaking with desire, your head can’t wrap itself around anything but that you want him to let you cum finally, since your release has been denied so many times

When he finally decides you’ve had enough he’ll pound you into an earth shattering orgasm that has your eyes rolled all the way to the back your head and your toes curled

He always cums with you

As he cums Natsu will bite down right at the juncture of your neck and shoulders, marking you as his and his alone

He wants the world to see that you’ve been claimed and hates when you cover it up

If you try to hide it he will simply bite higher next time

Before you realized that he wanted the world to see the bite marks, you covered them constantly and it pissed him off

He came home from a particularly frustrating job once to see you putting makeup over the mark and it really got to him

He pulled you into the shower in order to wash the cover up off and pushed you against the wall growling about how he’d punish you if you ever covered his bite marks again

Needless to say you listened to him after that night and although there was some commentary from the guild, everyone slowly accepted the fact that a new array of bruises would appear on your neck every few days or as soon as the old ones disappear

Another fun thing Natsu does when he comes is momentarily lose control over his magic

Plumes of smoke will rise from him and he usually singes the sheets

A few times they actually caught on fair

You weren’t hurt of course but replacing sheets wasn’t fun and neither was holding back so as soon as you got flame retardant blankets and such, you were both very happy

The bed still catches on fire sometimes

Natsu’s response

“What can I say, you’re so damn hot it burns my body”

Loki taught him that one and when Lucy found out he didn’t live to tell the tale (lol)

Aftercare is also incredibly important to Natsu

Every time you two go at it he makes sure that you don’t hurt anywhere you shouldn’t and that you’re all clean as well

When that’s been takin care of he always holds you close and whispers “I love you” into your hair before falling asleep besides you

If Natsu ever had to leave before you woke up he would leave a sweet note telling you where he was off to and that he loves you

Natsu is a sweetie and you love it very much

#fairy tail #fairytail #natsu #natsu dragneel #natsu dragon slayer #dragon slayer #headcanon #fairy tail headcanon #natsu x reader #natsu headcanon

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shawnies-rihno-blog · 5 years

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Ready For Me

A/n= Its mostly based on Ready for me by Alessia Cara. I hope you enjoy reading this. Thank you so much for reading!

WC: 2.3k

Where y/n and Shawn have feelings for eachother, but y/n can’t help but feel ignored by Shawn, so she tells him to come back for her, when he’s ready.

Warning; Brief mention of Camila + Angsty + also sum cussing

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It was about 2:45am, and everyone had left Shawn’s apartment. Now Shawn and I were cuddling in his bed, looking out his big window, seeing the city of Toronto alive as ever. As I look at the CN tower changing colours, I think about how I should not be here, that i should leave, because in the end I always end up hurt. Not him.

“It’s gorgeous isn’t it,” Shawn comments, as he intertwined our fingers together under the blanket.

“Ya. Kinda weird how the city looks so alive even though it's way past midnight,” I replied quietly, not wanting to ruin this peaceful vibe.

You should Leave. Leave. Leave. Dumbass Leave.

“It’s not more gorgeous than you though.”

I smile. You’re falling for him. Why are you being stupid. Leave right now.

I know I should listen to the voice in my head, but he’s so addicting, more addictive than nicotine. He is like a cigarette though, he’s bad for me but I can't have enough of him. And whenever he calls i cave in, even though the last time was supposed to be the last time I saw him.

“I’m gonna miss you so much,” he says, after awhile.

“Yea,” I say knowing he doesn’t mean it.

“You know that, y/n,”

I hum in response. Shawn was leaving Toronto tomorrow to start his North American Leg of the tour. Shawn and I weren't just friends, because friends don’t do what we do, but what we have, it's not a relationship. It isn't friendship with benefits either, because that’s just sexual attraction towards each other and this relationship isn’t based on sex. Honestly, it’s complicated like a Facebook status.

Whenever Shawn’s back in Toronto, he calls me saying he misses me, and that we should have breakfast together. He calls me over so I can sleep over at his place because he likes me very deeply. And then he leaves, whether it’s for tour, promo, or L.A. He forgets to call me and ask me if i'm okay, or even text, as if I never existed in his life. Then he’s seen with a girl, and i every single time I pretend that I couldn't care less.

He keeps saying it’s for “PR” and to help him with his new release, everytime he comes back to Toronto. But then I overhear him talking about how good she was in bed with his friends and I can't help but feel a little heartbroken. But I shouldn’t right, because we are not dating.

“You gonna stay the night here?” Shawn questions.

“Probably not,” I reply.

“Is there anything I can do to make you stay?” he asks suggestively, starting to lightly peck the crook of my neck.

“Shawn, you should go to sleep you have to wake up on time for you’re flight,”

“But I'd rather spend that time with you,” he says. And I look up to him seeing sincerity in his eyes. These are the moments that mess with my head, telling me what we have is real and that i'm actually important to Shawn.

“Please, y/n,” he says again. “C’mon it’s my last night, and i wanna spend it with you,” he continues.

“Okay,” I agree reluctantly. “ But all we are going to do is sleep, cus I have an early class tomorrow and you have to catch a flight,” I added.

“As long as I'm with you baby, nothing else matters,” he adds lovingly. So much for being just friends.

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I wake up to sunlight shining brightly in my eyes. Then i feel little pecks on my face. On my forehead, both cheeks, my nose and lastly my lips. I instantly smiled, knowing who is kissing me.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Shawn says raspily, with a wide smile on his face.

“Morning, what time is it.”

“7:15.”

“Oh okay, i have to leave in like 20,”

“Why don’t you go freshen up, and i’ll make you breakfast?” Shawn suggests.

“Watch you burn down the whole kitchen,” I add cockily.

“I’m an amazing cook! And i don’t burn stuff,” he replies defensively.

“Mhmm. I'm gonna pretend to believe that.”

I get out of his bed and head to the bathroom freshening up. When I’m done I head to the kitchen, meeting a shirtless Shawn who is wearing only his pajama pants. It wouldn’t be horrible to be stuck with this view for the rest of my life.

He turns around, clearly amused by my staring, “like what you see?” he questions as he moves the pancake from the pan to the plate.

“Shut up, it’s not good to be self obsessed,”

“But if you look as good as me, its okay right?!”

He presents the plate of pancakes with maple syrup on top. When I'm done taking my first bite, Shawn says “Ya i know they taste good, no need to tell me.”

“Actually I was gonna say, that they are really bad,”

“Heyyyy!”

“I’m kidding, they are really good,”

“Ya i know,” He replied cockily.

After finishing my breakfast, while chatting with Shawn, I tell him I have to go, or i will miss my class. I head to the door, Shawn grabs me, pulling me into him. Pecking my forehead and then kissing me with passion.

“Don’t leave, please.”

“You know I have too, Shawn.”

“Ya…” he replies sadly.

I can’t help walking out the door a little disappointed. Maybe i should've stayed, it’s just one class right? I push those thoughts out of my head and head to my apartment to grab my books. I hear my phone go off as I walk out of my apartment heading to my university.

Shawn: I miss you!

I swear this boy. He’s going to make me go crazy. I reply with a quick “i just saw you, you can’t possibly miss me,” and head to class, clearing my head.

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It’s been 3 weeks since our last conversation. I shouldn’t be surprised but I always am. The last time we talked was when I texted him congratulating him on Senorita and he replied with a simple ‘thank you’. I asked him how tour was going, but he just replied with a great, not putting much effort in the conversation, so I didn't either.

One day as I'm scrolling across Instagram, i see a post of E!News, talking about Shawn seen mingling with a girl. I didn’t care much until i found out who the girl was. Camila Cabello. She was the girl Shawn filmed Senorita with. I really thought Senorita was just a music video, because Shawn always said they were just friends, so I didn't pay much attention. But after seeing those pictures i couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Last time we saw eachother, I really thought we could be something, and that i wouldn’t end up hurt. But I'm always wrong aren’t I. It’s my fault for being involved with a guy like Shawn anyways. Why would he settle with me, a girl who doesn’t even have her life together yet.

The worst part is, none of Shawn and I’s friends know about our ‘relationship’ because as Shawn said “our relationship is gonna get leaked, and Andrew is not gonna be a big fan of that,” so I can’t go to them asking for comfort. I don’t know if i was hurt about the fact that Shawn did what he does again, or that I was stupid enough to think that he would settle with me.

Days pass and more videos and pictures of them surface online, one of the videos bothering me particularly. Shawn didn’t bother contacting me, so I didn't either.

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As summer came by, my friends from university and I decided to camp up north of Toronto. While camping i made a lot of new friends, one particularly cute one, named Jackson. We got really close, and later I found out we were both studying the same field. By the end of the trip he asked me for my number, which I gave happily.

When I got back home from the trip, the first thing I did was open Instagram and post pictures from the trip, since there was no internet in the woods. I also started hanging out with Jackson, he made me happy, but I couldn't help but think I was cheating on Shawn.

Jackson and I end up going on a couple of dates, both enjoying each other's company. One night, after I get back from a party, Shawn calls me. I’m a little confused and surprised by not knowing the reason behind his call. I answer his call, not knowing what to do.

“Heyy! y/n, i came to Toronto for like 2 days. I was hoping we could meet up.”

“Hii... That’s random, lol.”

“Ya i know, i was missing you so i thought to visit Toronto and see you.” Here we go again with his bullshit.

“Oh.” I reply clearly unimpressed.

“Well I’m actually right outside your apartment, wanna open the door for me?” He questions and I can already imagine the big smile on his face.

I end the call and head to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, Shawn grabs me and hugs me tightly, as if he let go, his world would collapse.

“Shawn please stop,” i try pushing him away.

“What?” he questions, hurt flashing on his face for a brief second.

“You can’t just pretend to miss me, when you didn’t even contact me once in the past four months,” I state trying to hide my feelings.

“But i do miss you, you know im really bad with communication, and most of the time I don't even have my phone.” He tries to explain. I can already feel my heart empathizing with him, but I tell myself that I'm not going to fall for his lies this time.

“Shawn, its- uh- i don’t know, but you need to stop with your excuses.”

“But they are not excuses, and you know that. C’mon i thought you were the one person who actually understood me.”

“No! Don’t you dare say that. I try my best to understand you and your bullshit. But I can’t okay!” I say raising my voice, he was starting to piss me off.

“What bullshit? If you are really complaining about me not contacting me, maybe you should’ve!” Shawn replies, raising his voice to match mine.

“I did!”

“Ya once, congratulating me, and I REPLIED. You are the one who left me on seen after that.”

“Shawn, maybe you should leave, we can have this conversation later.” I replied quietly, knowing raising my voice would do nothing.

“Why? Cus’ your boyfriend is coming over?” Shawn scoffs. I’m taken aback by his remark, since when did I have a boyfriend.

“What boyfriend?” I question, truly confused.

“Who are you lying to here?”

“Shawn i don’t have a boyfriend, why are you accusing me of shit.”

“Oh really, so that Johnson guy is just your friend right?” Shawn spits.

“You mean Jackson?”

“You really think I give a crap about his name.”

“We are not dating, but yea we’ve been on dates, but why would that even matter, when you don’t even care about me.” I say, getting more pissed off by the second.

“Wow. I guess I really was wrong about you. I really thought we had something, but you throw that right out the window as soon as someone makes a move on you? Honestly I can't even say that, maybe you made a move-” I cut him off, because he’s being ridiculous.

“Oh don’t you even dare go there. You cannot say this shit to me, you’re the one who threw us out the window the second you decided to kiss that girl. Do you even realise what you're doing.” I say raising my voice again.

“I told you it’s PR! What part of that do you not understand?!” He replied angrily.

“Oh I thought, only hand holding was for PR, i guess you finally got an upgrade and started sucking girl’s face publicly.” I say clearly pissed.

“Why do you have a problem with my career! You know this is apart of my life. Why can’t you understand that.”

“Cus’ clearly i’m not apart of your life,” I say, tears forming in my eyes.

“Y/n, you’re the biggest part of my life,” Shawn says quietly.

“Right, that's why we can’t walk down a street, or that's why our friends can’t find out about us, because you're too scared or probably too ashamed to be with me.” I say, tears threatening to spill.

“I'm not ashamed to be with you. There is nothing to be ashamed off. There is just so much going on in my life, and I don't want to pressure you with my life. And I still have a lot of things to figure out.” Shawn’s face is flushed now, probably by all the yelling.

“Right and you think pushing me away is totally helping me?” I question.

“Y/n-”

“No just stop okay! You clearly have too much going on, and you keep saying everything is PR when i don’t even know if it really is. You aren’t ready for me or this relationship-”

“No you can’t just-”

“Shawn just don’t even okay! Figure things out, and come back. And i'm not saying i’m gonna wait for you, cus’ I’m not gonna and i'm not going to promise and then lie, but I'll always be around.” I say wiping tears away, trying my best not to breakdown in front of him.

“Y/n, just please- i’m begging you, just give me a chance,” Shawn begs with tears in his eyes.

“Shawn, please figure things out, do what you have to do until you’re ready for me.” I say, as I can feel my heart physically crack.

The funny thing is, when an addict is over his addiction, he feels happy as if he has accomplished something. But I can't help but feel empty and weak inside, even though I got over my addiction.

I guess yay for me!

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oMg. I don’t even know if i like how i wrote it, but i like the idea of this idk!!! But thankyou SOOOOOOOOO much for reading, it means so muchhhhh. I hope there aren’t many errors or gramatical mistakes. I hope u enjoyed reading it, pls leave feedback if u like! X.

Also if you have requests, you can leave them in my inbox!

Thankyou once again!!!!

#shawn mendes #Shawn Mendes Imagine #shawn mendes smut #shawn mendes masterlist

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MANIC TRACK CLAIM

It’s been a week since Manic and I wanted to get this up a few days ago so I’m just going to post the track claims I have received

Reviews and reactions of Manic ✨

ASHLEY: ok so I really liked ashley especially as an opening track because it deals with a subject that's tricky for both halsey and fans; when fame becomes too tough or if halsey falls out of love with it, what will happen? i really liked the lyrics, especially the line about bursting into flames, because a lot of people can identify with that feeling. I loved the sound of the song, the production was so good!! it's one of my top favs from the album :) - @halseylockscreens

CLEMENTINE: "Clementine" exemplifies so much of what makes Manic interesting - the lyrics are sad and introspective, while the tone is playful and almost whimsical. It's inspires nostalgia and hope all at once. The way Halsey embraces the contradictions in herself - not needing anyone, but also needing everyone - is something that so many people, myself included, can relate to. It's sweet, sharp, and cathartic - especially the final "and then some" she belts in the background. It's in my top five for Manic! - @manic-nightmare

GRAVEYARD: I’ve said it before but Graveyard was the song that I heard and knew that this would be my favorite album. I think the use of guitars in the album is really pretty and really sells that it’s Ashley. Halsey singles are usually fast past and flashy but Graveyard feel so personal. Even the upbeat parts remind me of a heart beat after running for a while and you’re trying to catch your breath. The first time I heard it I thought that it was about G-eazy and abusive relationships but the more I listen to it and the music video makes me think it’s also about her relationship with herself. Ashely and Halsey are two different people Halsey represents all the bad and good of mental illness she’s loud,speaks her mind,gets angry, she feels everything so intensely and Ashley is in the background trying to keep up. The gasp is one of my favorite parts of the whole song, one thing she’s always done and has perfected on this album is whispers/talking in songs that makes it feel like she’s talking to you. I think I love Halsey so much because a lot of her songs feel like a friend telling you all their secrets and thoughts.- @leocaitelin

YOU SHOULD BE SAD: You Should Be Sad is a very strong fourth track on Manic with a country influence to what is an angry pop song. Lyrically, the song has a nice flow to it that is complimented by the upbeat guitar. As Halsey stated in a tweet this is the “after he cheats” song; as she looks back at her relationship with an ex. Sure, this is not the poppunk song we all expected from the original snippet of the bridge that is “hey hey hey hey” and not “yeah yeah yeah yeah” but the anger soaks through her lyrics and into her words that it coats how you feel. By the end the song becomes sad, almost remorseful and finishes with a soft harmony. All in all, not a bad song.- @hunterthewriterworld

FOREVER...(IS A LONG TIME): Let me tell you right now that even though this isn’t in my top tracks of the album, I was destined to claim it as my track simply because of the rain sounds in the background... rain is my favourite thing and the second I heard it I knew it was a sign. I love how it starts sounding all cute and then at the ‘just right’ part it sounds like doubt is starting to creep into her mind and then the song takes a complete turn. I think Forever... is one of the most interesting songs on the album and I love how it goes into Dominic’s interlude! - @youshouldbemanic

I HATE EVERYBODY: Alright “I Hate Everybody” is so fucking good musically and lyrically speaking. This one blew our minds because halsey is so fucking honest about how she let someone elses opinion about her have a bigger impact or effect on her than just being enough on her own. She´s so self reflective on her behavior in this song it´s almost as if she´s discussing it to get a clear pattern or picture about it for herself - she´s analyzing her previous behavior to state the point that SHE is important - not anyone else in this context. There seems to be a shift in her self perception. We immediately fell in love with this song because it is so relatable in our opinion. We immediately understood that feeling and could relate to it in some way or another. This song kinda feels like sitting down with halsey to talk about what is going on superficially speaking and then internally speaking because both those aspects often differ a lot from each other (e.g. how your friends, your partner etc. sees you or thinks you´re feeling vs. what is going on inside your head). We also loooove how the music is pretty tender and it seems as if the persona halsey is kind of telling a story very calmly and then when it comes to the chorus it seems as if ashley is coming through - this is when the music and the lyrics become more dynamic in a way. And we don´t know if it´s just our perception but we love how the music is giving the song a kind of sarcastic tone that adds to halsey´s criticism of herself. -@twinzmoon

WITHOUT ME: I've seen a lot of people say that they are tired of this song. That it came out too long ago. That it doesn't belong on Manic, etc. I get it, but I don't agree. I will say that I love the live performances of this song better than the album version. I think more emotion and more pain come out in her vocals when she sings this live. Most of the lyrics are talking about helping and supporting the other person and only a little about the hurt and anger of being betrayed. It's what goes along with that, what goes on in your head after being cheated on that gives this song a place on Manic. Having been cheated on myself in a previous relationship, I feel all of that extra, unstated in the lyrics turmoil everytime I hear this song. The why wasn't I enough? What did I do or not do that they needed someone else? Am I lacking something that they needed? Is it something about the way I look? The way I act? The way I talk? The self doubt, self loathing and distrust when you start a new relationship. I got lucky and I have a wonderful, amazing girlfriend now, but it's taken me a while to be able to trust in this relationship after being cheated on in the previous one. I both love and hate this song. I love it because maybe not in the exact way, but I've had this happen to me. I got through it and I'm in a better place now. I hate it because I feel all of the confusion, anger, doubt and self loathing everytime I hear it. Either way, it's a powerful, emotional song. - @anf-stuff

KILLING BOYS: I had to listen to this song a few times through before I was truly able to appreciate it, mostly because it wasn't really what I was expecting. With the title "killing boys," and the obvious allusion to the movie Jennifer's Body, I guess I was expecting something angrier, more violent and aggressive, maybe more "Nightmare"-esque. And there's definitely a lot of anger in there, but it's not so loud and hostile and combative; it's all tempered by this kind of reflective, retrospective, "over it" attitude that you see throughout the album. She describes these bitter and vengeful actions like kicking in doors and keying cars and breaking windows in the verses, but they're all followed by a lot of "not anymores" and "never agains" in the chorus. And even the music itself gives the same effect; the whole song has that kickass percussion running under it, but the melodies aren't very harsh, and her voice is soft and almost somber. I love this song because I feel like this is the song on the album that fully embodies, both lyrically and musically, what Ashley said about setting out to write "dark and angry" music and realizing she simply wasn't angry anymore. -@gaygirlslove1d

SUGA’S INTERLUDE: I have to admit that I kinda put this song aside for a little while. I only listened to this song once when it was first released. It was released the same day as Finally // Beautiful Stranger and I was a little obsessed with that song. Obsessed enough to change the words a little so I could sing it to my girlfriend. But enough about that, on to my review. After listening to Suga's Interlude more, I like the song a lot. It's not one of my top favorites from Manic, but it's really good. Halsey's voice is interesting on her part. Sweet with a hint of sadness. Suga has a very nice flow in this song. I had to look up the English translation for his part. I have seen several interpretations about the meaning of the song, but to me it's finding out that just because you reach your goal or are living out your dream, it doesn't mean it'll bring you happiness. The song fits really well on Manic in my opinion. So maybe not the best song that Manic has to offer, but still a very good song.- @anf-stuff

MORE: This is a deeply personal song. I had mentioned this yesterday, I feel personally attacked for having picked this song. As a mother of two boys, I feel like I can say that. “Wooden floors, little feet.” “Little screen, photograph.” “When you decide it’s your time to arrive, I’ve loved you for all of my life.” It’s a known fact that Ashley has endometriosis. It makes it hard to get pregnant. It’s also been mentioned that she suffered miscarriages—not only that, she was performing on stage while going through at least one of them. Ashley has always been open about reproductive health and her story with it. It hits hard at special place—whether you want to be a mother or not. The lullaby, like off a mobile over a crib. The end that sounds like a sonogram, before you were to hear a baby’s heartbeat. How the audio is muffled as if you were listening from inside the womb. I was crying by the end of it, let me tell you. It is one of my favorite tracks, by far. The soft ones always are. It is a song of hope and heartache. Anger and longing. It is filled with truth that is Ashley’s, but so many can relate to. - @stopitchris

STILL LEARNING: I loved it, it’s not one of my favourites but it was fun and has a really good message!!!!And it’s also something I’m still working on myself; learning to love myself. It’s a hard journey but its achievable. The beat and lyrics were moving and deep and overall enjoyable!!!! -@pinklemongay

929: First impressions- cool strumming, OH NO HOSPITAL BEEP I AM GONNA CRY, OK GOOD ITS HER TALKING HER KITGLE LAUGH I LOVF JER SO MHCJ FUCKKKK SHES SO CUTE 🥺🥺, can’t remember half the time i’ve been alive, don’t meet ur heroes 🥺, THE FEATURE FUCKING LINE!!!! okgbn!!!!!, I wANT TO THORW UO, I HACE NEVER CRIED HARDER, AHHH, I CANT EVEN PROCESS IT SORRY, no lyrics to say bc i cant breathe properly, I KNOW DONT KEEP THEM TO YOURSELF 🥺🥺🥺🥺, sorry i need to listen to this again, MY MORAL COMPASS IS ON A VACATION, big coming of age movie vibes, this will be my Special Song i can feel it 🥺, i have felt every emotion. -@wreckageofmylife

WIPE YOUR TEARS: Wipe your tears is a very airy song that is almost reminiscent of the room 93 era. It has a twinkly aspect and deals with much darker themes. Yet it is also reminiscent of nightmare in the sense that it sounds more like a poem put to music. This song is also one of what the fans would call a “bi-anthem” as Halsey is talking about a girl which is very nice to hear. Personally I’m glad that this is only a bonus track as it is really short and does not fit the theme of the album. Yet it is still a bop and the better of the two bonus tracks. -@hunterthewriterworld

#halsey #manic #manic track claim

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amoveablejake · 3 years

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Well, Here We Are

It is time for the obligatory year in review piece, I know, try and contain your excitement.

Well, here we are. The end of another calendar year. 2020 is drawing to a close and so like many, if not all, journalistic outlets I too will be doing my year in review. Do I count as a journalistic outlet I hear you ask? Yes. I’ve decided that I do. This is my column and I’m going to to pretend that I am a columnist here. And I can’t hear your eye rolls because I’m busy hiding behind my clicking keyboard.

I’ve been thinking quite a bit about how I wanted to structure my year in review, for instance did I want to go through each category in a classic way and also would I also only speak about things that came out this year. The answer to both, is a no. Instead I am going to present to you my alternative awards for the year. There will still be runners up but the categories may be a little bit all over the place so if you were planning on counting on a sure thing award winner that might be out the window now. That being said, shall we dive into perhaps the most chaotic awards show you’re going to experience this year.

The album that I listened to literally on repeat for a week whilst I was working and as result now know ridiculously well. Perhaps too well - Winner: Pink Floyd ‘Dark Side of the Moon’

Right. So. Back in April one rainy Monday afternoon I put on ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ to listen to it through in its entirety for the first time. I had heard songs from it before and I was familiar with Pink Floyd’s music before this but this was what sent me down a spiral of their discography, so much so that Spotify have dubbed them my artist of the year based on playtime. Whilst I would not consider them to be my artist of the year, I can’t deny how deep I’ve gone into their library and in particular ‘Dark Side of the Moon’. I quite literally had it playing on repeat for the entirety of that week and now, now I simply don’t know if I ever truly existed before that album. Am I the album? Is the album me? I’m in too deep.

The best representation of Seattle in a post apocalyptic video game - Winner: ‘The Last of Us Part Two’

Honestly, I know that this category makes it pretty clear that Last of Us was always going to win but that is because if it wasn’t on this list somewhere I think it might have indeed been a federal crime. This year I played both editions of Joel and Ellie’s story pretty much back to back and boy oh boy was that quite the ride. Part Two is a gruesome, grueling, revenge fueled ride that in all honesty is some of the best storytelling I have ever experienced. In any medium. It’s narrative is phenomenal, its game design is unparalleled, the voice acting and soundtrack are both out of this world and the way it looks is breathtaking. It is a game that continuously left me speechless and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since I put it down. The fact that Joel looks like my Dad did and wears the same clothes only partly adds to the emotions it makes me feel. Although I won’t pretend the bit where Joel is talking to Ellie didn’t hit me quite hard. But hey, thats the game’s point. Its a story designed to make you feel and oh boy does it achieve that.

The football player who came out of nowhere to bring life back to my club - Winner: Bruno Fernandes

It has been a lot ol’ time since I’ve seen a player that I instantly fell for. Bruno Fernandes arrived in Manchester with an already strong reputation but he has completely transformed a team and shows no sign of slowing down. His first twelve months have been unparalleled and the comparisons drawn with a certain other Portuguese player who was worn that red shirt are not only warranted but deserved.

The band who I’ve been missing all my life: Winner - Niteflyte

Quite frankly, this is a very hard award to give. There were quite a few front runners however, it has to be Niteflyte. I got introduced to Niteflyte via a podcast about the CIA’s involvement with the soundtrack of the Berlin wall coming down (’Wind Of Change’, listen to it now. Well after you’ve finished reading this piece that is). The podcast only played Niteflyte because one of the figures it was investigating used to manage the band. It was a thirty second sound bite if that and it stopped me in my tracks. I was walking in my old city at the time and I had to stop on the street and find the album the song was from and put it on straight away. I have previously written about Niteflyte and their self titled album on the blog so go back and read that for a more in depth look however, if you take one thing from this it might be that if I was going to give an artist of the year award, lets just say I think I know who it would go to.

The best motion picture handling of a father that has passed away that I have seen. Ever - Winner: ‘Onward’

When I first heard what ‘Onward’ was about I was, hesitant. Any film where a parent particularly a father comes back to life always makes me filled with trepdiation and this was the case when I went to go and watch ‘Onward’ back in March (the last film I saw in the cinema before all of this). Instead, what I found was an incredibly moving and sensitive film about losing a parent that had at its end the best handling of a reunion between father and son that I have ever seen on the big screen. I have watched it a second time since and I still found it to be incredibly well done. ‘Onward’ might well be my film of the year because of it, I’m that impressed. It is also a great film in its own right but hey, I can’t deny why it sticks out in my head.

The show that keeps on getting better and better: Winner - ‘The Mandalorian’

Sigh. Everytime I think that that ‘The Mandalorian’ couldn’t possibly get any better it goes and proves me wrong. This year started off with the finale of series one and it has ended with the conclusion of the second series. It is a masterpiece and for that I don’t want to ruin its ending here. Instead I will say that it does get better and better each week and for this life long die hard Star Wars fan, hell, it might be my favourite Star Wars property. And I know that won’t mean anything to you, but to me, that is saying something.

Okay, so, I could keep going on and on with these awards however, its the festive period and I don’t want to keep you hanging around too much so instead I am going to include below some honourable mentions with a little sentence about each.

‘Anxious People’ - If I was to give a book of the year award winner this would be it. In fact its one of my top ten books ever. Its perfection. Read it. Now.

‘Animal Crossing: New Horizons’ - Released at the perfect time and all these months later it still captures my heart everytime I go on it.

‘A Charlie Brown Christmas’ soundtrack - Look. I don’t need to make my feelings about this album any clearer. We know I love it and I hope that you’ve listened to it by now and you do too.

Diego Maradona - The greatest of all time. There’s nothing more to say.

‘The Prestige’ - Oh boy. I had heard about this film a lot from the IGN UK podcast over the years and it did not disappoint at all. Especially who plays a certain Mr Tesla. That reveal blew me away.

Joe Exotic - Watching ‘Tiger King’ really felt like event viewing and came along at the perfect time like Animal Crossing. Joe Exotic, I don’t know what to say but he has earned his place on this list thats for sure.

‘I’ve Got My Second Wind’ - I heard this on one of the early days in January, maybe the second or third and I’ve been listening to it ever since. My song of the year.

Philippe Auclair - Football journalist and singer. Auclair who features on the Guardian’s Football Weekly podcast regularly is an incredibly articulate speaker and is never afraid to hold the more questionable footballing authorities accountable. One of the writers and figures in football that I look up to the most. Oh and hes an excellent singer. What a man.

Napoli FC - This was the year that I fell in love with Napoli. Theres no looking back now, I finally found my own team.

‘Uncharted Four: A Thief’s End’ - The game that showed me, truly, how good games can be. I felt like it was a crime that this game is so perfect. It feels like the inside of my head and I never wanted it to end.

My brother, James - Look. I know you’re reading this and you more than deserve your place on this list. I was going to give you a proper award but I couldn’t quite get the wording right. Anyway, the point is you’re on the list as you always will be. (And yes, you’re in the same section as Joe Exotic, quite the compliment I know)

So there we have it. 2020. Hopefully the above gives you something to think about and some things to consume over this festive period before we go again for the new year. This won’t be the final piece for the year but all the same, I hope its a bright 2021 for you, see you in the future.

- Jake, a man who is immediately re assessing the awards, 27/12/2020

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wowweeharrystyles · 5 years

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mixtapes & memories

Love Is A Mixtape by Rob Sheffield definitely had its impact on me & inspired me to write this piece. This is one of my favourite playlists, so I decided to write around it.

Harry x Y/N | 5.2K words

(Italicized bits are flashback memories)

Here’s a link to the playlist, too !!! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1kPsDksn0oQcF9uOLIioUH?si=nGKLi3FBREyrcR5iAc9UbQ

It’s nights like these you look back on. Nights like these that you’ll remember forever. Nights like these are the ones you hope everyone you love gets to experience with the one they love.

Dreams - Fleetwood Mac

A giggle bubbles in your throat as Harry presses a kiss to the soft skin under your ear. Harry nonchalantly pulls away as if he wasn’t intending on making a mark on your skin when he sees his car being pulled up by the valet. His arm leaves your waist as he pulls out a few bills to hand to the valet. Verbally thanking the young man, you walk towards the car and see Harry now waiting with the passenger door open for you. Shining him a bright smile you step down into the low riding Ford Capri. Before closing your door Harry helps you move some of the fabric of your skirt into your seat with you as to not close it in the door. He shakes his head with a smile before walking round to get into the driver's side.

“What’re you shaking your head for?” you ask through a chuckle.

“Just look beautiful tonight, sometimes can’t believe I get to spend my time with you,” he says as he shuts the door and shifts into drive.

You groan his name in faked annoyance. You really don’t have anything coherent to respond with but he knows the feelings go both ways.

There’s a moment of silence while the cd that is in the stereo changes to the next song. You both still quite like the idea of mix tapes and prefer the sound of the 1970 stereo, (only having updated it by adding a CD player rather than an aux cord). Your favourite mixtape being the one in the player now. There’s a wide selection on this disk and in your handwriting, the title “feels like home” is scribble in sharpie on the top of the silvery-gold CD.

There’s a wide variety of songs on this CD, some of your favourites, some of Harry’s, songs that you grew up listening to, it’s got it all. As you 2 got to know each other in the beginning you both discovered that music played a big part in how you were raised and grew up.

Just about every single Saturday growing up, you were woken up by your parents blasting their music collection throughout the house. Dad would play Phil Collins or Fleetwood Mac and Mom would blast Paul Simon, Michael Jackson or Donny Osmonds and once in a while Shania Twain’s Greatest Hits. On the morning of your oldest sisters wedding she played “Going To The Chapel” at full volume, on repeat, to wake everyone up.

Every Saturday, without a doubt, she would go one by one into everyone’s room and dance around and sing to whatever was playing downstairs. It wasn’t always your favourite way to be woken up but looking back on it, you miss it from time to time.

Sometimes Harry will try to recreate these Saturday mornings - with a fresh cup of coffee in hand - dancing around in his boxers, his latest favourite blasting through the apartment. It only makes his regal flat feel more like home and makes up for the time apart.

Harry’s mother, Anne, had raised Harry with similar music taste. The 2 of you liked to compare first experiences with Fleetwood Mac and stories passed down by both of your parents. Your dad repeatedly recalls taking his baby blue Ford van down to Florida for spring break the year Rumours was released, blasting the album on the hot, packed beaches throughout the coast of Florida. Harry recalls Anne singing along to Landslide and Dreams as they drove around Cheshire. Dreams was the first song he learned all the words to.

The opening drums of ‘Dreams’ vibrates through the speakers of the car as Harry starts to drive away. He starts to sing along right away. You know he doesn’t realise that he always does this and it makes you smile everytime you hear his smooth voice

I’ll Be There For You - The Rembrandts

Neither of you can bare to miss the claps at the beginning so when Harry can’t get his hands off the wheel to clap along, you restart the track. Both of you break out in a fit of laughter at the ridiculous habit and continue singing as loud as you can, dance moves included (at least what you could manage while buckled into your seats). Harry’s signature “rain starts to fall” hands always make you roll your eyes before tossing your head back and laugh even more while still trying to sing along.

Honestly, neither of you have been able to keep track of how many times you’ve rewatched F.R.I.E.N.D.S. on your own, nonetheless together. (It’s a lot and you’ll both just leave it at that.) Harry had suggested that you 2 should start watching it from the beginning together when you two ordered takeout one night in the first month of knowing each other. That night repeated over and over again, neither of you caring to go out on fancy dates so much, only wanting to spend time together.

You had just finished season 6 the night before Harry had to jet off to Japan or New York or Italy (honestly, you can barely keep track). While facetiming one night while he was gone you caught a glimpse of his tv screen in his hotel room.

“Harry?” you questioned.

“Yes, love?”

“Are you watching FRIENDS without me?”

“Uhhh…” he stutters out, looking back at the TV that was playing without sound. “I can explain!” he rushed out. You faked an annoyed look (even though you were actually kind of annoyed by it). “Listen, babe, love, sweetheart, I was bored and missing you… I thought i’d just watch one episode…”

“One?!?! Looks like you’ve definitely watched more than one!”

“I’m sorry, love!”

“Fine, well that means I have to catch up, then. What episode are you on?”

“Uhm, I think episode 4,” he whispers.

“4?!?! Harry!!”

“I’m so sorry!!! Like I said, I was bored and missed you. Always reminds me of you.”

“Oh come on, be a normal boy and have a wank if you miss me.”

He shouts your name in surprise. “Oh my god.” His cheeks start to turn a light pink shade.

“Oh, stop blushing. You’re acting like a child. Be a man, have a wank or call me, don’t watch FRIENDS.”

After a short moment of silence you both meet eyes and burst into a fit of laughter.

That specific conversation gets brought up every time Harry has to leave, a little inside joke. Between “I’ll Be There For You” and the next track Harry suggests that you 2 should start rewatching FRIENDS again.

“That’ll be like the 5th time,” you comment. “Think this time you’ll be able to make it through the entire show without watching an episode without me?”

“I can’t make any promises,” he confirms with a giggle.

Still Crazy After All These Years - Paul Simon

There’s a handful of Paul Simon on this mixtape. You have your mother to thank for that. After dinner each night your mom would put on a Paul Simon album while you did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen as a family. To this day you’ll opt for Paul Simon’s Greatest Hits while you clean yours and Harry’s home. He knows this music makes you feel like you’re back home with your family and can nick away at the homesick feeling you get once in a while. There’s something about the classics - “Still Crazy After All These Years”, “Diamonds on the Soles of Your Shoes” “Kodachrome” - that make your heart light and bring a smile to your face.

During one trying week, Harry had used the Greatest Hits Album to settle you down. Work had been awful, one thing after the other, day after day, nothing went right and you were at the end of your limits. To add to the that Harry had been traveling back and forth for the better part of 3 weeks. A text from your parents asking how you were and when you would be visiting next had been the last straw.

Harry came home mid day on a Saturday and on his way into the house he dropped his belongings in a trail from the front door to the bedroom. That morning, you had decided to try to turn your mood around, knowing Harry would be home soon, you went out to a yoga class and picked up groceries to make Harry’s favourite meal. When you got home after him, you proceeded to trip over each of his belongings on the way to the kitchen. You were cursing loud enough that it woke him up. He came downstairs in a pair of workout shorts and a messy head of hair.

“Baby!” He exclaims when he sees you putting away the food. When he tries to give you a hug and kiss you shrug him off.

“You left everything all over. I tripped on every single fucking bag on my way in. I get that your tired and traveling sucks but at least fucking put it all in one spot.”

“Woah, I’m sorry,” he says, taken aback. Nothing from their conversations earlier this week or even this morning had lead him onto the mood you’re in now.

“Don’t even,” you say with a bit of a bite to it.

“Hey, what’s going on?” He asks with equal bite. You whisper a ‘nothing’ and continue what you’re doing. “It’s not nothing if you’re this upset”

“Just leave me alone, Harry.”

“I haven’t seen you in days!!! I’m not just leaving you alone. I fucking missed you and I have no idea why you’re acting like this.”

“It’s not my fault that you haven’t seen me. I’ve been here this entire time. Not all of us get to jet off to be an international rockstar and do no wrong. I got ripped apart this week at work. Everything I did was wrong, I fucked up, you don’t know what that’s like.” you take a deep breath, tears building in your eyes. “and now my parents are nagging me about coming home to visit and I can’t take any more time off work cause I’ve used it all to come see you on tour.” When you wipe the tears from your eyes you see the look on Harry’s face and your heart drops into your stomach. You’ve never spoken to him like this and you never meant for anything to come out like this. “I’m sorry,” you yell even though you don’t mean to, “I just miss home and I’ve been so lonely without you here and I don’t know, it all just came out.” He doesn’t respond and now you’re embarrassed and beyond upset about all of it. You whisper an apology as you turn and leave the kitchen.

Everything hurt as you fell to the bed. You groan a little in annoyance when you immediately smell Harry’s cologne on the bed, fresher than it’s been in weeks. Tears fell to the pillow for what felt like ages. You didn’t know what you wanted to happen next. Did you want him to come find you and try to say something to make everything better somehow? Were you hoping you would muster up the courage to put yourself back together and go downstairs begging for him to forgive you? You really had no idea. It was a while later when you could start making out sounds from the 1st floor. It wasn’t until the music got louder that you paid more attention.

One room of speakers at a time (he can be such a cheeky fucker sometimes) the music eventually reached your bedroom where you were still laying face down on the bed. ‘Still Crazy After All These Years’ echoed through the entire house now. While wiping your face with a cool cloth as you realised what he was doing. You quietly made your way back down the stairs and peaked into the kitchen where Harry was busy cutting up some veggies on the large island. When you come into view, Harry puts down the knife and wipes his hands off on the cloth that is hanging off his shoulders.

“I’m sorry, Harry. I really didn’t mean what I said. It all came out wrong.”

“Shhhh,” Harry shushes you as he brings you in for a hug. “You’re right, I don’t know what it’s like at your job and I haven’t even bothered to ask.” He says after pulling back to look you in the eyes. “Being homesick doesn’t help when you’re stressed, either. And it really doesn’t help when I’m gone either.”

“I’m still sorry. I should’ve never said any of that. I yelled at you. You just got home. I’m so sorry.” Harry kisses your forehead. “I’m so sorry. I can’t even believe what I said.”

“Its okay, baby. I accept your apology. We’re good, okay?” You nod and he kisses your forehead again. “Thought some Paul Simon might calm you down.” you nod again, a small smile playing on your lips. “And I’ve looked at the calendar, no need to take work off, we’ll go back home to visit your parents in a few weeks. Leave Friday Night come back Monday morning. I wouldn’t mind some time away from work and the city either.”

Paul Smon continues to play and you give Harry a big hug, burying your head into his chest. You really can’t believe how you got so lucky. You spend the rest of the night making dinner together, dancing around and singing to the Greatest Hits Album that’s playing through the entire house. Later that night Harry brings a bottle of wine and 2 glasses to the living room where the 2 of you sit on the ground in a pile of blankets and pillows and you share every single detail of what happened at work.

When you’re back at your childhood home a few weeks later, you and Harry are in the kitchen with your parents, Paul Simon playing and cleaning up after dinner.

The start of the memory may not be the best you and Harry but it ends on a good one and there are plenty more that outshine it. Paul Simon can fix a lot you figure. Makes you feel like you’re home wherever you are.

Don’t Wait - Mapei

“Can we get fries and milkshakes?” you ask with a bright smile on your face, lashes fluttering in attempt to persuade him. You know he won’t say no, regardless. You both know that once one of you mentions fries and milkshakes that it’ll be a long night of driving around town, city lights casting the perfect backdrop.

About 8 months into your relationship you had called Harry randomly one night. You had just seen him hours ago at lunch but he had a night full of meetings about whatever project he was working on currently and you both knew it was going to be a long night so you had retired back to your place for the night. You were surprised when he answered, the background on his end also surprisingly quiet.

“I’m craving fries and a milkshake,” you had stated, receiving a chuckle from Harry on the other line.

“I’ll pick you up in 15 minutes.”

“What?” you said unbelieving.

“Just got home, getting out of this dang suit. I’ll be there in 15.” You were silent on your end. “You want fries and a milkshake, yeah?” you hum a yes. “Okay great. I’m in love with you and I want to see you. We’re getting fries and milkshakes.” You huff in disbelief. Even if you did have some sort of response you don’t know if you could get it out (still a common occurrence to this day).“Love, still there?”

“Uh yeah,” you say through an obvious smile.

“Great. Leaving now.”

When you get into Harry’s car he greets you with a kiss and then a toothy grin, dimples on full display. He looks cozy and relaxed in his threadbare tshirt and yellow adidas track pants, you can’t see his feet but you know, without a doubt, he’s wearing his white vans.

Once you’ve got your fries and milkshakes, one vanilla and one chocolate so you can share, Harry picks up his phone and presses play on a new song. You hadn’t heard the song before, but as it progresses it adds to your already light, happy mood. With the cool breeze flowing through your hair with the windows down as Harry takes you both on a drive you can’t help but lean over and place a quick kiss on his cheek. His eyes wrinkle on the outside corners.

“Fry?” he asks just like how he asks ‘kiss?’ time and time again. His voice is just loud enough to hear over the music, and you quickly oblige his request as if he were to reach for a fry himself his free hand that isn’t attached to the steering wheel would have to leave it’s warm, comforting spot on your thigh.

As Harry pulls away from the drive-thru, a bag of fresh fries in your lap and 2 milkshakes in the cupholders, you skip through a few tracks before you find “Don’t Wait” by Mapei. The intro of the track instantly makes Harry smile and he reaches to turn up the volume. When you turn to feed him a fry you giggle at the sight of his huge smile, gums on show and eyes crinkled at the side.

A friend indeed, come build me up

Come shed your light, it makes me shine

You get the message, don't you ever forget it

Let's laugh and cry until we die

If it wasn't for you I'd be alone

If it wasn't for you I'd be on my own

Some things never change.

Make You Feel My Love - Adele

You’re thankful for the frozen milkshake and you allow it to cool you down as the hot LA breeze blows through your hair. You still don’t know your way around LA very well but you recognize the direction Harry is taking. There’s a small lookout point on the hills where you know you’ll end up in the next 10 minutes.

Taking the milkshakes and bag a fries with you, you both step out of the car after Harry has parked in the perfect spot at said lookout point. You’re the only 2 out here, it’s probably passed midnight by now. He’s left the car on enough just to keep the mixtape playing.

“Sometimes I wish we could’ve grown up together,” you say out of the blue while flipping through your old yearbook. You’re trying to find an old group photo with your High School group of friends. With a friends wedding coming up you’re trying to find all the best photos for part of her gift.

“What makes you say that?” Harry asks from the couch above you. “We get to grow old together instead.”

“It’s just, looking through all these old photos, I can’t help but wonder what it would have been like to have experienced High School together. Imagine football games on Friday nights, or going to the christmas dance!” you exclaim. “Oh! I bet you would have been really creative with asking me to the Prom.” When you notice the confused look on his face you remember that 1. British schools were much different and 2. He didn’t do the whole high school experience regardless of the country. “Well I guess you don’t ever have those thoughts cause you never experienced those things in the first place.” You laugh to yourself. “I still wonder what it would have been like.”

“I think 17 year old me would have been scared shitless to ask you to prom, nonetheless to pick you up that night and have your dad answer the door.”

“Oh my dad loves you and you know that.”

“Hah, he didn’t right away! Imagine if he met me when I was a teenager! I would not be sitting here right now.”

“You’ve got a point, I guess.” You go back to flipping through the yearbook in front of you, once in a while showing Harry a photo.

“I’m gonna go grab a glass of water, need anything?” You shake your head no and thank him before he leaves the room.

When Harry comes back to the living room he’s without a glass of water but has gained a black suit jacket on top of his t shirt and sweatpants. You look at him, confused.

“Harry, what are you doing?” He doesn’t respond, instead you start to hear music playing through the speakers. Pulling his hand from behind his back he presents you a flower, a rose from the vase in your bedroom. You laugh, still confused, but accept the rose anyways.

“Would you dance with me?” He asks offering his hand to you. You take it and let him help you up off the floor.

Harry wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him and you slide your arms around his neck letting your hands dangle at the back.

“You’re unbelievable,” you say quietly.

“I know this isn’t anything like your Prom, but a slow dance is a slow dance yeah?” A small smile forms on your lips before you press them to his. You let your fingers play with the curls at his neck. Resting your head on his chest you let him control the dancing, swaying around in circles. He’s humming along to the song and there’s something about Adele that is so quintessentially high school. You close your eyes and let yourself pretend that you’re back in high school. When the song ends you lift your head up and thank him with another kiss.

Later that night you take back your earlier statement. It’s when you’re sitting at the dining table with a hot meal presented in front of you that Harry made himself that you realise that you would rather be here now how the 2 of you are instead of having grown up together. You agree that growing old together sounds like the best thing in the world.

“Doesn’t matter the time or place, I’ll love you always,” you say, “but I like this time, I like right now.”

When “Make You Feel My Love” starts to play, Harry sets down his shake and takes yours as well to set down with his on the hood of the car.

“Can I have this dance?” He asks. It’s almost like he planned the timing. You sway with each other for a moment before you’re both so wrapped up in each others arms and the kisses become deeper that the dancing stops and you just basque in the presence of each other and this moment. The cool wind continues to blow through your hair and it only gives the 2 of you an excuse to pull each other closer to one another. After the song ends and the mixtape continues, Harry wraps his arms around your shoulders, now having his front to your back, he pulls you back with him as he leans against the hood of the car. He rests his lips near your ear, placing kisses along your ear, jaw and neck as you both take in the view in front of you.

“I like right now,” he whispers your words back to you from months ago.

I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers

This song had a handful of memories linked to it. Hundreds upon hundreds are with your childhood best friend and one specific one with Harry. Right now, you’re both singing at the top of your lungs without worrying how either of you sound. You were both shivering a little after staying at the lookout for too long. Now you’re trying to warm up a bit and singing along at full volume seems to be helping.

Harry had come home to a silent house one night, eventually finding you puffy-eyed with tear streaked cheeks curled up on the couch in the dark. Noting your phone thrown across the room, he approached you cautiously.

“Love?” he almost whispered, not to startle you. “Love, what’s going on?” He questions when he meets your face. Sitting down on the floor in front of you he wipes your cheeks before questioning you again. “Gotta tell me what’s wrong so I can help ya.”

“Did you see the article?” you stutter out. You know he doesn’t go lurking around the internet so you can’t be angry about him being clueless to why you’re upset. He shakes his head eventually before he slowly grabs his phone.

The first article that comes up when he searches his name makes him curse under his breath. Someone’s hacked your private social media accounts and photos of you growing up, family information and anything and everything is all over the tabloid sites. You knew this was part of the territory, dating a musician, model, actor, all of it, but this was much worse than some papz photos with Harry out for coffee or post yoga.

Harry does his best to calm you down, holding you against his chest, apologizing up and down for putting you in situations like these. At some point a little while later, you’ve relaxed and decide make a joke in hopes to make yourself and Harry, a little bit better.

“It’s a good thing you’re pretty, otherwise it wouldn’t be worth it.” A look of fake offence washes over his face. “Love you,” you add before kissing him lightly.

“Come on,” Harry says pulling you up off the couch. He turns the house speakers on and presses play on his phone. “I Wanna Get Better” starts blasting through the house and you can’t help but smile. Your best friend and you would always blast this when one of you were having a bad day. It never fails to make you smile and forget whatever was bothering you. This song automatically forces a wide smile across your face and with how swollen your eyes are from crying, you can barely make out the image of Harry dancing around in front of you. The rule is you have to play the song on repeat until you can’t remember what had hurt you in the first place. It’s takes a few rounds of the track and a handful of kisses from Harry to get you to forget why he started playing the song.

“A little better?” he asks when the 4th play comes to an end. You nod with a smile before pulling him for a kiss.

“Much better.”

Though this song is always played during bad times, it’s nice to hear it during happy ones. It reminds you of times with your best friend from home and it reminds you of Harry’s kindness, how he’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, make you feel loved and be 110% sure that you’re happy.

Fallingforyou - The 1975 and Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

You slipped ‘Fallingforyou’ by The 1975 on shuffle when the 2 of you took your first road trip together. Driving from Harry’s place in LA to a getaway in San Francisco for a few days, you had opted to drive instead of fly (more time just the 2 of you). The conversation died down for a moment, both of you engulfed by the epic scenery in front of you. You had control of the music for the most part, Harry making requests once and awhile, but it had been forgotten while the two of you had debated which was the best romcom ever made for the better part of an hour. So when you both agreed that having different favourites was okay, the silence was welcomed, small smiles on both of your faces. That’s when a feeling of absolute contentment washed over you. You knew exactly what song was needed for the moment.

Your relationship wasn’t that new, but it wasn’t as official as it is now. You hadn’t said ‘I love you’ yet, but you both knew the thought was there (you hoped he’d say it sometime during this trip and if he didn’t you definitely would).

You always loved this song. You remember hearing it live for the 1st time when you saw The 1975 on a whim during your first year of university. You cried. You couldn’t really help it. Though you’ve never related to the lyrics exactly in the way they’re meant to, they still hit you. Right now, this relationship isn’t one sided, you know that but, I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you, hits you harder than it did when you heard it live.

Harry’s got his wrist resting on the top of the steering wheel, the other resting in his lap. His curls are a bit unruly from the wind that has been blowing through them, his skin has a soft tan to it. You can’t help the smile that crosses your face. Harry must see your smile from the corner of his vision because he takes a quick glance at you and returns the grin, crinkles appearing around his eyes. The hand that was resting in his lap searches yours out and you happily accept the gesture.

On this night, and in this light,

I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you.

Tangling your fingers with his, you bring them up to your mouth and press a soft kiss to the back of Harry’s hand. You hold his hand with both of yours in your lap now. The wind blows through your hair and you sing along to the words quietly and it’s not till the end of the song that you realise that Harry had been singing along as well.

It’s when Harry’s driving you back to your hotel after dinner that night in San Francisco, ‘Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol playing quietly in the background, that he says “I love you.”

‘Fallingforyou’ transitions into ‘Chasing Cars’ and Harry pats the open space between the 2 of you in the front seat. The traffic light in front of you turns red and you take the opportunity to slide from your side of the car to the side of Harry’s torso, his arm wrapping around your shoulder immediately. Rebuckling yourself into the middle seat, he presses a kiss to your hair and whispers “I love you” repeatedly until the light turns green.

~~~

As the speakers quiet, the track list coming to an end, Harry turns to you and locks eyes before speaking.

“Should we play it again?” He asks. Without missing a beat you press play on the stereo. Neither of you have any obligations in the morning. A late night of driving would most definitely turn into sleeping in the next morning, then spending the day reading in bed and watching silly romcoms. Driving all night sounded like the best plan in the world.

Landslide echoes through speakers and the empty roads around you, Harry’s voice quietly singing along. You don’t think you’ll ever get tired of this mixtape.

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hookedonapirate · 5 years

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You’re In My Blood

Summary: After a string of murders lead Sheriff Killian Jones to Enchanted, a vampire club located in the outskirts of Strorybrooke, for information, a blonde vampire princess and owner of the club is unwilling to comply without some favors of her own.

Written for @cssns

Available on: AO3 FF.N

Rated/Warnings: Explicit for very graphic details of sex, death, violence, and blood sharing. There are mentions of rape and mind manipulation, but the relationship between Emma and Killian is absolutely consensual.

Catch up: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

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Part Nine

A/N:

So I'm just gonna stop saying how many chapters are left because everytime I work on a new one, another one ends up happening lol. But I will stop torturing you guys with cliffhangers (for now ;-))

Thank you @ilovemesomekillianjones for beta reading and @onceuponaprincessworld for your feedback and never ending support!

The sun is brighter than ever as Killian carries Emma from his truck to his brother's house. She's still covered in the blanket, but Killian's not sure how long it will protect her, the material growing warmer with each minute it’s out in the sun.

“Does someone wanna tell me what in the devil is going on and why I was requested out of my bar during lunch hour?” Liam demands impatiently after jumping out of his truck and slamming the door shut. “And Milah, you're supposed to be resting.” Liam makes his way over to Milah and Killian with an unhappy scowl on his face.

Killian swallows the large lump in his throat, pulling his Swan closer to his chest as he meets Liam in front of his cottage. “Liam, we need your help,” Killian speaks, his voice hoarse and wrecked with urgency and fear.

Liam narrows his eyes at the form in his brother’s arms. “What's under the blanket?”

Killian's stare grows desperate under his brother's intense scrutiny. “Not what… more like who…”

Raising his brows to his hairline, Liam looks up at his brother with an inquiring expression. “Killian, what's going on?” he asks skittishly.

Killian inhales a deep, wobbly breath before answering. “Liam, I need you to have an open mind for a minute. I need you to trust me, I need you to do something for me.”

Liam glances between Milah and Killian for a minute—a minute Emma doesn't really have. “Killian… you didn't…” Killian can see Liam chastising himself for even having such a thought. “That's not a dead body, is it?”

“Technically, yes,” Killian answers, “but she will be permanently if we can't get her inside.”

Liam's eyes widen in realization. “You mean she's a bloody vampire?” he demands, although he already knows the answer.

Killian nods, his eyes dark and full of wreckage. “Please, Liam. We need to get her inside before she burns.”

Liam looks him dead in the eye, a cold heartless expression cascading over his features. “Then let her burn,” he mutters and turns around, heading for his truck. “I can't believe the two of you called me out of the bar for this,” he grumbles, marching away.

“Liam!” Killian calls out desperately. “I'm in love with her!” he confesses, his words cracked and broken like shattered glass, but his brother doesn't stop. “Need I remind you, you’re dating a werewolf?”

To Killian's utter relief, Liam pauses and turns around, anger written across his face. “It’s not the same, Killian, and you know it,” Liam barks out defensively. “Ruby doesn’t need human blood to survive, and she doesn’t kill.”

“And you think Emma chose this fate?!” Killian cries. “Emma was an innocent, young woman when her life was taken from her and she was turned into the creature she is now. A vampire, she may be, but she holds my heart in her hands, so if she dies then…” his voice trails off, tears threatening him, and it kills him to even think about the possibility of losing her, “then you may as well consider me dead too.”

“How can you love something which is not alive?” Liam asks, his voice much calmer.

“Liam, please… Emma saved my life twice.”

“And mine,” Milah adds.

“Without her, we wouldn’t even be standing here in front of you right now. We’d be rotting corpses. So, you can holler at me and hate me all you want, but please do me this favor first. Another vampire’s enchantments are preventing me from inviting her into my home, so I'm asking you, as your one and only brother, as your best friend and confidant, please help me save the woman I love.” Killian can clearly see Liam’s stance regarding his hatred for vampires doesn't waver, but Killian can also see his pleas have certainly struck a chord.

With a deep, unsavory sigh, Liam starts heading towards his house. “Fine, she stays in the basement and only until nightfall,” he relents unhappily.

The relief swarming over Killian as he immediately follows Liam is the only thing keeping him grounded. “Thank you, brother,” he breathes with all of the appreciation he feels.

“I'm doing this for you, not for her,” Liam clarifies as he pulls open the front door.

“I know, and for this I will never be able to repay you properly.”

“You’re my brother, Killian, I wouldn't ask for anything more.”

However weak, Killian manages a small smile, thanking the gods above his brother is a man of honor.

Liam holds open the door motioning his brother inside, but Killian stops, knowing Emma won't be able to make it over the threshold without an invitation. “You have to invite her in,” Killian informs him. “The magic keeping her from entering requires a verbal invitation. You have to say the words, brother.”

Liam nods, still reluctant, but willing to comply nonetheless.

“Her name’s Emma.” Killian removes the blanket from her face under the protection of the porch roof, showing her ghostly features, skin blotched with burns which have been cooked and bubbled up under the sun. Her eyes are still open, but she can't move her head to look at them.

When he sees the helpless vampire in his brother's arms—the woman he clearly loves—Liam's features transform from hard and steely to soft and full of sympathy. He backs away again, allowing Killian and Emma entrance. “Emma, I invite you into my home.”

Taking a broad step, Killian enters, relieved to find no magical barriers keeping him from going in with Emma in his arms. He turns to Liam with a look of deep appreciation and gratitude. “Thank you, brother.”

Liam nods. “Don't mention it. Now, if it's okay, I'd like to get back to work. I trust there will be no trouble with having her here?”

“You've seen the condition she's in,” Killian replies, “She's burned and can't move. It's going to take some time for her to heal.”

Liam nods again, clearly having faith in Killian's reassurance. “Alright then. When I come back home, I expect you to tell me everything, you know that right?”

Killian nods compliantly. “Of course.”

“Okay.”

Killian carries Emma down into the basement as Milah gathers some more blankets and meets him down there. He gently lays her on the bedding, unsheathing her from the blanket and cloak to get a better look at the damage the sun had caused. His heart squeezes tightly in his chest at the sight. She's badly burned, the sun had made its way through the fabric, leaving an imprint all over her skin.

“She needs to heal,” Killian says as Milah also studies the damage. “Milah, could you get me a steak knife?”

Her features etch in confusion. “What for?”

“Just please get me a knife. There’s one in the kitchen by the sink, in the top drawer.”

Milah nods and leaves to get it as Killian looks down at Emma, his heart bleeding from seeing her like this. He delicately caresses her burned skin, a tear falling from his eyes. Emma had risked her life to save him. She’d come out into the sun, knowing she could be burned at any moment, but she did it for him.

Milah comes back to them a moment later with a steak knife and Killian takes it gratefully.

“Thank you.” Killian takes the knife and lifts his other hand.

“What are you—” Milah starts to ask, bug-eyed, but before she can finish, Killian is already slicing his wrist, his blood leaking out of the fresh cut and streaming down his arm.

“She needs to feed to heal,” Killian explains and lowers the inside of his wrist to Emma's lips. The blood drips into her mouth, and Emma musters the strength to grab onto his arm, suckling on the blood which is offered to her. Killian watches in amazement as the burns on her skin slowly heal under his gaze, Emma's undead form becoming revitalized as she hungrily feeds on Killian like a starving child.

Emma releases him with a sigh of relief, her green eyes glowing with life as she licks her lips. Without saying a word, her eyes close and Killian watches as she falls into a deep sleep.

“Is she…” Milah begins, still awed by the whole thing. “Is she going to be okay?”

Killian nods, still watching his blonde haired goddess. “Aye, she just needs to restore her energy and strength. Vampires aren't so different from you and I, they need fuel and sleep just like us.”

Milah nods, crossing her arms. “Well, I should go and give you some time alone with her while she sleeps.”

“You don't have to leave,” he assures her.

“No, it's okay, I should be getting some rest too.”

Killian nods and stands up, approaching her. “Of course.” His eyes grow dark with sadness. “I'm sorry about your cousin.”

Milah shrugs, her eyes moist with unshed tears. “I'm not. He killed those women by his own free will.” Her eyes dart to Killian's. “He tried to drain you of your blood. He got what was coming to him.”

A small, frail smile curves lips. “You shouldn't say something like that to a man of the law,” he says in a playful tone.

Milah finds herself offering a weak smile as well. “You can't tell me you disagree,” she teases back.

“You're right, I don't,” he admits unabashedly. “Would you like me to take you to my place?”

Milah shakes her head. “No, you should stay with her. I can get a ride home. I snagged the keys from Neal's pocket after I knocked him out.”

“Are you sure you want to go back there? You can stay here if you want, and I can take you back to my place once Emma wakes up,” he offers.

Milah relents, “You're right, I'm not ready to go back home, especially by myself. As long as it doesn't put you out, I will accept.”

“Not at all, you're more than welcome,” he assures, and Milah’s smile grows just a little.

“Thank you.”

“Not a problem.”

With that decided, Milah makes her way up the steps and Killian lays next to Emma, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a kiss to her temple, patiently waiting for her to wake. He buries his face in her long, golden locks, breathing in her scent which now smells like sunshine and warmth. There are still some unanswered questions as he wonders what happened to Graham, and what exactly this fairy blood is and how it helped Emma step into the daylight. But for now, he is just relieved Emma is in his arms without the threat of being set on fire by the sun.

Emma slowly opens her eyes, and at first she's alarmed, not knowing where she is, not recognizing the dark, cool basement, and not knowing if Killian’s okay. She quickly becomes aware of the warm arms embracing her and the head laying on her chest, which is drawing in deep, slow breaths, the warmth of his breaths ghosting over her pale skin. Emma sighs in relief, her eyes closing briefly as she listens to the sound of his heartbeat and smells the blood flowing through his veins. She’s not tempted though, instead she is grateful and glad beyond belief.

“Emma?” The sound rolls from his lips as he lifts his head, once he realizes she’s awake.

Emma manages a smile as he looks down at her with those crystal blue eyes that seem to brighten in the darkness of the room. The ghostliness of her skin allows him some light, and his eyes glitter with relief before he crushes her mouth with his, kissing her deeply. Emma’s taken off guard at first, but immediately accepts his affections by parting her mouth against his and giving a satisfying, swift swipe of her tongue against his.

They breathe one another in, as though it’s been an eternity since they’ve seen each other, for it certainly feels like it has been. Being threatened with permanent separation from each other makes his tongue taste sweeter on hers, it makes her appreciate the way he breathes against her lips and the soft groan he makes which she eagerly swallows up. She enjoys the way his body melts into hers and the way his heart flutters against her empty chest. But his trembling, shallow breaths as they kiss like there’s no tomorrow are enough to give her life, as undead as she is.

Eventually breaking the kiss, their arms wrapping each other up, they lay their heads on the pillow, both staring deeply into one another’s eyes, a content smile gracing their lips.

“Emma, you don't know how happy I am to know you’re okay,” he breathes, stroking her hair.

“I’m so glad you’re alive,” she murmurs and nuzzles her nose against his. He tightens his hold around her and presses a kiss to the top of her head through her disheveled hair.

“How did you go out in the sun, love? What is this fairy blood you spoke of?”

“It’s blood from creatures who possess a powerful light which can allow vampires to temporarily walk in the sun,” she explains, caressing his cheek with the back of her knuckles.

“Temporary?” he asks, raising a brow. “And you knew this?”

Emma nods. “I did. I got it from my parents. They’re good friends with the fairies. I asked them for the blood so that if I sensed you were in trouble, the daylight wouldn't stop me from getting to you.”

“And you went out into the sunlight knowing the effects were only temporary,” he gulps, “to save me?”

Emma gives her assurance with a soft smile, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw and stopping once her thumb reaches his bottom lip and rests there. “I did.”

“But why? Why would you risk your life for me?” he asks, perplexed, his baby blues flickering over her bright, green ones.

Emma’s grin widens as she moves her hand to rest on his chest. She swallows thickly, considering the question. If the look on her face doesn’t tell him how she feels, her words most certainly will. “I couldn’t lose you,” she confesses softly, her thumb brushing through his chest hair. “I love you, Killian,” she whispers, eyes still connected with his to gauge his reaction.

His heart’s rhythm stutters and his skin warms under the coolness of her touch, eyes lighting up with joy, as a bashful smile pulls at the corner of his lips. “Don’t take this the wrong way, because I’m grateful to be alive…” his breath quivers as he pauses for a few seconds, taking another deep breath, “but I was so afraid I'd lose you too,” Killian confesses, and moves in, his lips smothering her face with delectable kisses. “I was worried out of my mind.”

“And why’s that?” Emma asks with a giggle, the scruff on his chin tickling her skin.

He tears his lips away, his features growing serious as he stares into her eyes, his thumb idly stroking her cheek. “Because I love you too,” he says with a smile, the corner of his eyes creasing under her gaze.

If Emma had a heart, it would melt, but she’s deeply overwhelmed with emotion nevertheless. “I’m okay,” she murmurs, kissing his cheek before drawing her lips up to his ear, “I’m here.”

He twists his head, catching her lips again as she shifts in his hold so he can bring his knee up between her thighs and his hand curls around her hip. Her face falls into his chest, luxuriating in his smell and warmth as she nuzzles her nose into his chest hair. It’s a mixture of comfort and relief when he presses her closer to him, resting his chin on the crown of her head.

Emma's never been this close to a human before without indulging in her animalistic desires—fucking and feeding. In her three hundred years of existence, Emma has never snuggled with anyone... until now… but she easily gets lost in his embrace.

They lay like that for a while until Emma gathers all the strength she needs from sleep. They take a shower together to rid themselves from the blood and dirt, and after the sun has set, they are in the main room, sitting on the sofa and waiting for Liam's arrival.

She can tell Killian is nervous as she takes his hand in hers, soothing his knuckles with her thumb.

The tension is high when Liam finally arrives home, entering through the front door. He sees Emma immediately as she releases Killian’s hand and stands up from the couch.

“Killian, didn't I tell you—”

“I'm leaving,” Emma reassures him softly as Killian rises and wraps a protective arm around her back, pressing a kiss to her temple. Emma blushes at Killian’s affections in front of his brother. “I only wanted to thank you for allowing me to stay here.”

Liam’s demeanor seems to weaken just a little, as he can see just how much Killian is effected by her. He nods, offering a small smile. “You saved my brother’s life, so it's the least I could do.” The features of his face are still a bit hard, eyes untrusting. “Although I'm still not sure you're not the reason why he was in danger in the first place.”

“Liam,” Killian snaps, gritting his teeth. “She had nothing to do with someone going after me and Milah, or the murders in Storybrooke. She's only helped me to find the perpetrator.”

Liam glances between the two of them, conflicted. “And she's the woman you've been smitten with for the last couple of weeks?”

Killian nods. “Aye. So you can disapprove all you want, but—”

“But what?” Liam demands, crossing his arms. “But she's still going to manipulate and control you with her enchantment?”

“Liam, Emma risked her life for me,” he says without giving away too much. “She came out into the sun knowing she would get burned, and it was all to protect me.”

“Killian, it’s okay,” Emma reassures him softly turning around to face Killian, her eyes pleading with him. “We're not going to change his mind. I'll just go.”

Killian sighs, but relents reluctantly with a nod. “Alright, we'll go.”

He starts to move, but Emma gently places her hands on his shoulders, not stepping aside. “No, you should stay, Killian. You need to work things out with Liam and I have to get to the club.” Killian sighs, knowing she's right. Emma takes his hands in hers, their fingers entwining as she kisses his lips. He breathes her in, not wanting to part with her, but he knows he has to. When their lips pull away from one another, she offers an encouraging smile, pressing her forehead to his.

“When can I see you again?” he asks, voice cracked with hope.

“Soon. We’ll see each other soon,” she assures with a whisper.

Slowly they pull away from one another, and Killian releases her hands as Emma backs away from him with a small smile. Turning around, she looks at Liam, who is standing in front of the door, blocking the exit.

She eyes Liam questioningly as his eyes soften a bit. He approaches her, speaking quietly so Killian can’t hear. “If you really love Killian, you would do him a favor and set him free. We both know he deserves better.” His words make her angry, because she knows he's right, but at the same time, she refuses to make that kind of decision for Killian. She refuses to let anyone make that decision for him.

“You're right,” she acknowledges candidly, “he does deserve better, but despite what you think, I don't ever want to control him or decide his fate. What he does or chooses is his decision, and his alone.” Emma glances at Killian who just stands back to let them talk amongst themselves and possibly work things out. Her eyes meet Liam's again. “But of course I will support him and accept his decision no matter what. If any of us has a lack of control around the other… it’s me,” she whispers, her words cracked, tears pricking her eyes. “He's the one who makes me defenseless and weak,” she admits unabashedly, “but I wouldn't have it any other way. So if you want your brother to be happy, you will let him choose his own fate.”

Liam regards her with a nod, swallowing thickly. “It's good that we are on the same page then,” he says simply. “Goodnight, Emma.” He doesn't smile, but he doesn't seem to bear any residual hatred for her either.

“Goodnight, Liam.”

Emma leaves the cottage, and Killian approaches his brother, wondering what they were talking about.

“Look, Liam, I know you're not happy about this, but—”

“No, Emma's right, who am I to stand in the way of your happiness?” Liam sighs.

Killian is baffled to say the least. “She said that?”

“Not in so few words, but yes, basically she said your choices are your own, so neither she, nor I should interfere.”

“And you're okay with this?” Killian asks, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“No,” Liam draws out a long breath, “but I want you to be happy, so I am choosing to step aside. You're a grown man, Killian, and you are capable of making your own decisions.” Liam appears to look wrecked as the words leave his lips, his eyes lighting up with emotion. To Killian’s surprise, Liam pulls him into a bear hug, sighing against him. “I'm just happy you're alive.”

Killian tries to contain his excitement, relieved to know Liam won't be hashing out a long, dreary speech about how disappointed he is; he's relieved to know Liam isn't trying to push Emma away from him. “I'm glad you're okay, Killian,” Liam croaks, and Killian can sense the emotions weighing in his words.

“So does this mean you won't go hiding in the back when Emma comes into the Rabbit Hole?”

Liam chuckles against him, patting him on the back before breaking apart. “Don't push it,” he teases playfully.

Killian grins, knowing that soon enough, Emma will grow on Liam just as she’s grown on him, and soon enough, the two will get along splendidly, or at least he hopes.

“Milah, I would like you to meet someone,” Emma tells her new bartender as she tugs her through the crowd of people inside the club. “Since you’ll be starting your shift on Monday, I want to acquaint you with the guy who can show you the ropes.”

“You mean werewolf,” Alcide corrects playfully as the two women approach him.

After Milah had mentioned she needed a second job to save enough money to rent a place of her own so she wouldn’t have to stay at Killian's anymore, Emma offered her a job. But it's not because she's worried about Milah going after Killian, because she's really not. Emma can see Milah cares for him, but her feelings are purely platonic and they always have been.

“This is Alcide. Alcide, Milah.”

Just as Emma suspects, Milah gapes at the man in front of her, obviously appreciating the features of his rugged face and body. He has dark curly hair, umber colored eyes and a beard framing his lips as they twitch into a smirk. He extends a hand to Milah, greeting her. “Nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice- nice to meet you too,” Milah stammers.

“Milah is also a bartender at the Rabbit Hole,” Emma informs him as they seem to get lost in each other’s stare.

“Oh really? Well perhaps I’ll have to stop by sometime,” Alcide says with a smirk.

Milah blushes and nods. “Yeah, sure, you can stop by anytime,” she says.

Emma rolls her eyes, a smile spreading across her lips. “Alright, I’ll leave you to it.”

With that, she walks away from them and heads to her office. She still has to figure out what to do with a certain vampire in the basement, but for now, she's running business as usual.

“Emma!”

Her eyes move to the entrance, where the sound of her name is coming from. It's her parents. Her features fall, seeing the panic on their faces as they enter the club. As soon as they spot her, they rush over.

“Emma, we were worried to death,” Mary Margaret says, her hands reaching out to cup Emma’s face in her hands, her eyes wide with concern.

“Mom, you’re already dead,” Emma teases with a playful smile.

Her parents don't even scold her though, and instead pull her into a hug.

They really are worried.

“Is your Sherriff okay?” Mary Margaret asks as the three of them break from the hug.

“Yeah, he’s fine,” Emma reassures them, knowing her Sheriff is currently sound asleep in his bed. Emma only wishes she could join him. “In fact, he saved me.”

“He saved you?” David asks, bewilderment washing over his features. “Saved you how?”

Emma looks around the club. She definitely can’t tell them here.

“We want to know everything that happened,” her mother adds.

“But not here,” David clarifies.

Emma nods in understanding. They can’t talk of the fairy blood here, for there will certainly be vampires listening in on them.

“Okay, but not tonight,” Emma replies. “I have a lot of work to do here, since Graham is no longer capable of the tasks.”

Mary Margaret cocks a curious brow. “And why not?”

“I can't tell you that here either. It will have to wait until our other conversation as well.”

“Well how about you bring your Sheriff over tomorrow evening so we can meet him and you can tell us everything?” her mother suggests, excitement dancing in her eyes.

Emma has to laugh, because seeing her mother this excited is nothing new to her, but knowing she's this excited about someone Emma is seeing is very refreshing. And normally she’d be opposed to the idea, but after what had happened, Emma can't think of a reason to refuse her mother. Emma could've burned in the sun, and Killian could've lost his life, so she decides to embrace the time she has with him. She's still not sure how a relationship with a human will work, but she's willing to do what it takes. Plus she loves how her mother refers to him as her Sheriff. So with a smile and a nod, Emma takes a deep breath.

“Okay, we'll be there.”

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cottoncandyreaper · 3 years

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((Underswap story anyone??))

I'm seventeen living on the surface now for eleven years, found and currently dating the human girl of my dreams, on the track and free-style dance teams at school with an amazing Dad and magnificent Uncle along with so many friends and people I've considered family all my life. I'm happy and feeling pretty great about it all but recently I've felt this confused sensation about something; it's been nagging away at my soul for some months now even. Hannah, my beautiful and graciously kind girlfriend noticed it almost immediately asking about it now and then but how could I give her a answer if I wasn't even sure what the thing was that needed asked about. I was wanting answers just as much as she did that was for sure. And for once it felt like something I couldn't or more like wouldn't talk to anyone about which was defiantly out if character for me. I considered myself an open book about anything always leaning heavily on my Dad when something stressful came onto me. So I was kinda confused on why this was so different feeling.

I didn't want to push it onto anyone; not family or friends and that really sucked feeling like a cracked bottle just draining little by little each day so after months like this...I felt almost empty. And lost huddled in a corner in my mind with my own annoying emotions. Is this what the early stages of depression felt like? Dad was open about his own depression...was it really okay to bring mine up to him?

Groaning outwardly leaning against the sink at my Aunt Muffet's bar staring at the dishes as my mind raced I had the sudden urge to go to bed soon when I got home.

"Whats wrong Deary?"

Aunt Muffy as I liked to call her walked into the kitchen from the side door seeing me right as I leaned over which was heavily frowned upon by her. She was big on posture.

"Oh! S-sorry I'm fine just tired is all. I had early track practice today before I came here."

She eyed me suspiciously folding her lower arms as she walked to me and adjusted the tie I wore. Darn this uniform she made me wear.

"Go home sweetie, I can handle things from here."

"What? But its not even my normal time yet. I still have an hour in a half."

"And I said go home, I have plenty of help for the night so listen to your auntie and go rest up."

"But-"

She covered my mouth with one word out smiling that loving smile that has always comforted me.

"Besides deary, Hannah is here to pick you up."

"S-she is!?"

The simple mention of that heavenly name sent my mood through the roof as I dried my hands off quickly to kissing Aunt Muffy's cheek and dashed out into the dining room towards my perfect flower standing by the door. Hannah only managed a few steps before I was on her with arms around her waist picking her up and spinning us around.

"Hey honey! Glad to know you missed me since leaving school just a few hours ago."

She held my cheeks so softly in her warm hands sending tingles straight through me as she kissed my nose.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were picking me up."

"Your Dad asked if I could. Apparently Blue is trying out a new recipe and he's supervising."

"Yeah that sounds about right."

Grabbing my school bag I had hanging behind the front counter after settling her back on her feet I followed right behind her out to her little blue toyota perfectly named berry-boy jumping into my rightful front seat and off to the roads ahead.

"How was work today? You've been doing part time since school started but you haven't told me much about it yet."

With her eyes on the road Hannah's voice chimed throughout the car like a choir as I began loosening my tie and un-did the top few buttons.

"Fine, I've always helped Aunt muffy ever since I was a kid in the Underground so its second nature to me. Apparently she says people like my friendly attitude. Plus I'm allowed to keep the tips I get so thats always a bonus."

"Do you think she would let me work there with you too?"

I didn't mean to chuckle but I did earning a questionable side eye.

"She wouldn't trust us together for five minutes inside her establishment. She has a no couples working together policy."

"Since when!?"

"Since we started dating."

I looked over seeing that cute little pout that broke my walls down when she was trying to get something from me but at least this time it wasn't my personal downfall.

"I kinda agree with her though, what would happen if I saw your cute butt in uniform? I would have to grab your ass all the time and that would loose me tips."

I gave a fake playful whine as the pout turned to a blush.

"Win! Oh my god shut up!"

Laughter bubbled out of an giddy fountain as she reached over to try and swat at me only for me to catch her hand and kiss it. The blush worsened in response.

"Facts are facts tulip I can't change them."

"Get out of my car you terrible flirt!"

She laughed through the statement as she pulled into the driveway throwing the car in park only to throw her signature pout my way.

"You're such a baby."

Leaning over I grabbed the back of her neck making her sqeak from the surprise before stealing her lips happy to make the pout disappear.

"I-I hate when you do that...I love you. I'll text when I'm home."

"Good girl. And I love you too."

She rolled her eyes as I stood from the car watching her go not moving till she was fully out of sight. Signing gently as I brushed my fingers agaisnt my lips smiling now having my mood lightened even more I walked inside shutting the door quietly and tried to escape to my room upstairs; it failed miserably.

"Welcome back Kiddo."

"H-hey Dad. How's dinner going?"

"Better then I thought. He's using a recipe book Asgore leant him so its going well. How was school and work?"

Seeing as hiding away in my room was destroyed I followed Dad into the living room dropping my backpack to the ground before falling into the couch cushions across from him.

"Good, track practice will be picking up alot more soon for the fall meet so I'll have it twice a week starting next week. And I got tipped by the little old couple that come in for coffee every Friday. They weren't even my table."

"Heh, they like you."

"I never knew just how cute little old couples could be."

Dad snickered at my comment folding his legs up tapping his foot agaisnt my leg.

"I saw Hannah dropped you off like I asked of her, nice move by the way on the kiss. Wish I taught ya that instead of the movies. Wins hearts everytime."

"Dad! I do not need that kind of advice from you please and thanks!"

He laughed out as my face no doubt turned shades of purple while grabbing one of the pillows chucking it right at that boney face of his. That shut him up at least but the orange glow I saw in his eye partnered with the smirk I suddenly felt like I was going to have a bad time. The pillow fight was a blur; smacks, hits and laughter echoed off the walls of the living room as we both fought in this squishy war. We had tag teamed using magic to move most of the furniture around so not to destroy anything and get yelled at by Uncle Blue at least before it got real bad.

"Give it up kiddo! You've never won a pillow fight with your old man! I'm the pillow fighting champion in this household!"

"Stop talking and watch your back!"

"Huh?"

He was confused seeing my magic come to life in my eyes only to have the biggest pillow in the living room attack him right in the back of his head and neck throwing him off his game as I came up and hit him again in his side as hard as I could. The moment I saw him off balance enough I pushed him down grabbing his arm and pinned it behind him sitting on his back to add to the winning stance.

"I got dunked on by my own kid...Im so proud."

"Dad you're a dork."

I laughed releasing his arm but stayed on his back feeling pretty happy right where I was.

"I was waaay over due for a victory."

"17 years over due for a victory."

"So you were having pillow fights with me when I was a baby? Rude."

"Absolutely, I just had to tap your head with a pillow and you'd fall over, easy win."

"Wow Dad, didn't know you'd stoop so low."

Climbing off I layed on the floor next to him also on my stomach folding my arms under my chin turning my head to look at him.

"Feeling better?"

"Huh?"

He reached over laying a warm skeletal hand ontop of my head pushing the short red locks back gently.

"You've been down in the dumps for a while kiddo, I'm your dad, you think I wouldn't notice? I gotta make sure my baby-bones stays happy ya'know."

"Oh...I mean, yeah I feel good. Thanks."

"You wanna talk about it?"

"I...don't know yet? Is that dumb? I haven't really figured out some stuff."

"Its not dumb hon, when you figure out what's going on you know I'm here."

"Yeah...thanks Dad."

He smiled satisfied with my words and just started to get up when Uncle Blue's voice rain down like thunder.

"WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!? WHY ARE THE COUCHES MOVED!? AND PILLOWS EVERYWHERE!!??"

I couldn't stop laughing as Dad snickered reaching his hand down to pull me up as we cleaned explaining the 'tornado' that hit out of no where. Uncle Blue wouldn't believe us at all as he finished dinner while supervising the clean up at the same time. We ate at the table with the feeling of calm settling in my mind for once then I was finally given the joy of going to my room to work on homework with headphones in drowning out the real world.

I had showered kinda late, finished homework and just layed in bed texting Hannah. She was trying to trigger my sadness seeing if something said in the past was the whole reason. I just kept replying by sending her emojis with every failed attempt.

'Thanks for trying Tulip but I think Imma go chill with dad and talk with him...I think I can try and explain it now. Maybe'

'You sure?'

'Nope but he's understood my babbling for years'

I didnt wait for her response dropping the phone into the mess of sheets leaving my room traveling down the hall with soft steps to the last room knocking gently like I was scared of the door.

"Dad, you asleep?"

"Not anymore."

I giggled opening the door watching the last bit of him sitting up in bed as the sheets fell to his lap and stretched long arms above his skull.

"Whats up kiddo? You good?"

"Yeah...I just wanted to try and, talk about whats been going on?"

That perked him up instantly as he wiggled over making room for me in the bed patting the mattress as he did. Closing the door before I strolled over falling into the spot as Dad moved the blankets around covering me up and finished with wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Alright I'm all ears Win."

I rolled my eyes at that one for sure but bit my tongue at a comeback as I tried to explain the best I could manage.

"Its...probably weird. I think, I'm not really sure were to start. I don't think I want to be considered just a...girl anymore? I guess the best example would be if like Hannah and I went out on a date...I'd like to be seen as that protective figure, the masculine 'boyfriend' kinda girlfriend. I always feel more comfortable in that kind of situation. I would probably still put on a dress for her if she asked me though and there are times where I feel really pretty and like a actual girl. But I really like wearing the uniform at Aunt Muffy's place because I like that I look handsome and even get told that or that people think I'm a guy all together. I kinda like being seen as a guy...and a girl? Or even as neither. I'm actually happy being considered anything these days. I've started having people ask me my pronouns recently too but I don't know what to tell them so I just tell them my name. Some people at school have tried to explain some things to me but it feels weird to talk to them about it so I just shrug it off; so I've been confused for months now. It's been really tiring and kinda aggravating...I think that's it. Thats, kinda hard to say out loud for some reason."

Dad gave a tiny hum as I finished while I wiggled around to lay my head more on his shoulder as his fingers played in my hair.

"I think I get the main idea you have."

He reached for his phone keeping it out of my view as he typed while speaking.

"Im ninty-nine percent sure its this, one of my coworkers is the same way. I had a small hunch you were like them but I liked that you weren't titled. You were just my normal little Winnie in a relationship with your datemate. Monsters don't have a group like the humans do but they're called the LGBTQ+. I've been learning about them alot but...didn't want to say anything to you about it."

Dad contiuned speaking as he showed me what was pulled up on his phone; a entire website dedicated to the group.

"There are forms for all the branches of the group too."

He navigated through the webpage easily telling me he had been here often before going to a section that had all kinds of flags on it.

"Monsters don't put titles to things like humans but to them you would be considered a lesbian who is also gender fluid. Being a lesbian is the sexual orientation while being gender fluid is the identity you express."

I slowed his movements to read the passages wrote under each flag he showed me. Every word sunk in sending chills through me at finally connecting all the dots for the full picture. I felt every form of relief just flood my system as all my weight settled against Dad.

"Thats...so cool. Thats amazing. So people are like that everywhere, there's something I'm considered besides a monster human combo; I think I really like it."

Dad pushed my bangs to the side placing a skeletal kiss to my forehead.

"Sorry I shielded ya too much kiddo, I wanted ya to keep that mind set that its normal to love regardless of anything different, like your mom did. I made it seven years at least."

I smiled at the mention of being like Mom as I turned to hug him tight letting my head lean on his as the arm from around my shoulders found a spot on my back.

"Its fine Daddy...thanks for understanding the babbling."

"I've mastered that skill years ago kiddo. I'll have to get you too meet my coworker that taught me, they're really nice. They'd love to finally meet you with how much I yap on about my awesome baby-bones."

"Daaad...please don't embarrasse me at work without me there but, that sounds like a good plan to me."

We solidified it by texting his coworker staying cuddled together a little longer before I forced my legs to move kissing Dad good night and went back to my own bed feeling lighter then air with all the weight finally off.

~~~

"You already knew!?"

Hannah gave a sweet but sheepish smile as she sat at the kitchen table sipping her smoothie I made her while coming clean of the information she held.

"Im sorry honey I thought you knew too? We never talked about and I didn't mind since you were happy. I've considered myself a lesbian for years I just thought...you did too."

I whined hiding my face in cold hands listening to her explanation and assumption of my level of knowledge.

"Underground kid remember? There's still alot of stuff I don't get about humans like you do...but at least I know now."

"And I can help you learn more about the group too. As long as your Dad is okay with it?"

Dad's boney butt had been sitting on the counter top swinging a leg and sipping at his own smoothie when her question aimed at him redirected his attention to us giving a thumbs up.

"Always good to have a guide to human 101."

"Dad you're such a bone head you know that?"

He chuckled hopping off the counter taking one big step over kissing my forehead.

"Love you kiddo."

"Love ya Dad."

Leaving the kitchen with his smoothie in hand I picked up my chair moving closer to Hannah where I got comfy leaning against my fist listening to her as she went right into teacher mode.

#underswap #papyrus #sans #stretch #blueberry #us!papyrus #us!sans #lgbtq #undertale story

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princessgyucutie · 6 years

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GET TO KNOW ME

tagged by: @my--greed (thank you for including me btw, also, I copied and paste the Qs too ^^;;)

rules:

tag 9 people who you think are awesome and want to get to know better [even tho you’ve never actually talked with them or only had limited contact]

Name:

Nariman, but I go by nana

Gender:

Female

Star sign:

Aries

Height:

168cm probably..Idk

What’s your middle name:

don't have one :3

Put your music library on shuffle, what are the first 6 songs that popped up? [i’ll try to add links just in case ya’ll might want to hear the songs]

1- ain't it fun by Paramore - which I forgot that it was on my compute.. this song is special to me when I was at the beginning of high school. the lyrics helped to be realized a lot of things that I need it...

2-HOME by Tablo Ft. Lee Sora- I used to listen to this when I was 8th grader. and I cried a lot. it was like a button to release all my depression...but know I feel kinda bittersweet while listening to it. it is just too beautifully sad...

3- light by kim jaejoong- this also gives me memories (I don't get why my computer keep giving me old music that brings my weird childhood)... just listen to it and you will know how I felt back there

4- I need you by kim sunggyu- now that!! that is something y’all need to know. because of this song I stan sunggyu and infinite. I used to put it on repeat and loved his honey voice..it was sooo sweet I got obsessed. without sunggyu’s debute, I would never become inspirit and I’m so grateful for this song a lot.

5- 함께 by infinite- do I even to say anything in this matter. this song means a lot to me when the seven were together. infinite’s songs always find a way to make me smile and escape reality

6-Kontol by sunggyu- just one of my fav song ever!!

(I just love the fact that my computer went from realization of my reality to depression to finding sunggyu and stan infinite more everytime. lol story of my music life XD)

Grab a book nearest you and turn to page 23. what is line 17?

“I turned, and there was officer babs, she jerked a thumb, ‘you got a visitor’“ form a song for the dying. I stalled this books for years, I have never finished it -_-

Ever had a poem or song written about you?

not that I remember of.

When was the last time you played air guitar?

I dont think I did it before. but I played air piano and air drummed too

Who is your celebrity crush?

KIM SUNGGYU!! no question about it (and I love woohyun a lot more than I think)

but there are other ppl can qualify too like all the member of infinite, Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins.. just saying XD

What is a sound you hate? love?

a sound I hate? well I dont think I have one but maybe a very high noted sound or my voice

a sound I love is the rain, it eases me down (also infinite laughing, singing and talking in general)

Do you believe in ghosts/aliens?

ghost? no, I don't, but I do believe in spirits. aliens? probably. I mean we do live in a massive universe, and there are a lot of planets and other galaxies BUT I do NOT believe with the bullshit that the news says about the ufos or ” the flying plates”

Do you drive? And if so, have you ever crashed?

nope. I would not have an accident if I never drive *insert meme here*

What was the last movie you saw?

Maze Runner: The Death Cure.....newt.....TTATT

What’s the worst injury you’ve had?

gee... I don't know which one to pick...the only one that stuck in my head was an almost look small piece of metal stabbed me under the nails (hand) like you know the top part of the nails (the tip of the fingers). it got inside like it was a bag. but it hurts like hell. the worst thing is I was at school and the nurse refused to call my parents and force me to wait and go by the bus.there was a filthy metal shoved in my hand. I needed to go the hospital but noooooooooooooooooo...anyway that was it and I got yelled here and there

Do you have any obsessions right now?

I shamelessly admit I do I have quite a lot like as if Y'all know Kim sunggyu is my number 1 of all the time alongside infinite.

also I I’m obsessed with the supernatural and some animes/mangas that I’m a little embarrassed to say it out loud. soon tho

Do you tend to hold grudges against ppl who have done you wrong?

I remember one time my English teacher was asking us if you forgive and forget other who hurts you. and my answer was “I do forget but I never forgive” I remember I said it with my most serious voice ever, but everyone laughed at that moment. I’m that kind of person that if I’m forced to be with ppl who hurts me. I pretend that I forget but I never said that I forgive, and waits for the moments when they need me and do the same thing, or the moment when I can cut the ties with them. it is either my revenge or forget about them forever. (I think I’m mean person...my bad?)

so answer that, yes I hold grudges unless you are the person who I love unconditionally. so you are off the hook.

Are you in a relationship?

never was, and probably never will, I mean according to my personality and who I am. I don't think anyone who would love the real me. and I don't want to be in a relationship with someone that I have to fake myself. I have abandonment issue, almost everyone comes for the fake me, either to manipulate me or whatever, but no one stays for the real me, which I do not even care about them, and then maybe they feel the same thing. the only thing I wanted was to be loved for the best and the worst of me, especially and just the worst

tag: you don't have to do it if you don't want to, and I apologize if you've already done it and I haven't notice

@kimvtuan @kingfinite @kmsngyu @luna-cream @infinite7loves @gyu-geegee @ little-piece-of-woohyun @chin-gyus @eyes-on-gyu

#tag game #personal #oh well #that was fun #I think #please tell me if you were weirded out by my personality #or you never thought I would write that #but also #i'M FRIENDLY #I SWEAR #I'm not that bad #just do not hurt me on purpose #also that fact I dont talk doesnt mean I'm ignoring you #that is just who I am #we are still friends #and I love you all #and lets all be friends #for our idols #I'm so random

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katececeliaa · 6 years

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Albums like this don’t come around often. Since it’s one year since this masterpiece was released into the universe, I wanted to make an appreciation post about this album and how no piece of music has ever made me feel more.  ~~~~~~  Supermodel - this was the first track I heard off the record , it was so simple but so beautiful. The strum of the guitar added so much to the already emotional lyrics . I had never heard someone speak with such honesty and vulnerability. I’ve never resonated with lyrics more and the beat that kicked in towards the end only created more emotion. A truly stunning song that HAS to be listened to from start to finish everytime.

Love galore (feat. Travis Scott) - wowww this song , where to start. I don’t think anything will top how I feel when I listen to this song. It is THE perfect song , it has the beat , it has the lyrics , it has the vibe. When she says “why you bother me when you know you don’t want me” I just want to scream I CAN RELATE like this whole song is an entire mood 24/7 , and holy actually shit TRAVIS’ VERSE IS GOLDEN. I can’t believe this song exists sometimes lol.

Doves in the wind (feat. Kendrick Lamar)- this was such an iconic collaboration , and I’m so glad it happened. The production of this song alone is enough for me , then add in both sza and kendrick’s verses and you’ve got yourself another straight FIRE song from this record.

Drew Barrymore - and her mom jeans and her new vans and I HATE IT. Okay but this song was sent from the gods. Once again she wins me over with her relatable lyrics left right and centre, and this is what I love about SZA, she doesn’t sugar coat lyrics , she says what SHE wants and how SHE feels at the very moment and we need more songs like this in the world.

Prom- i honestly think this is my favourite song on the album , which is quite controversial for myself but it’s true. This is the one that made me feel the most , it made me emotional the first time I ever heard it and really what sold it is “dodgin evil witches , these houses keep dropping everywhere” lyric which I mean any wizard of oz reference would. But I can never seem to skip this song ,it’s like a friend , this is my go to song at all times whatever mood. I love that.

The weekend- even without the iconic message and lyrics to this song ,if this was purely an instrumental I would be just as in love with it. But that’s not to say that she didn’t GO OFF on this one and it’s a song that every woman needed to hear no matter the situation. Also the little bit at the end always scares the life out of me but what a bop.BRIGHT IDEAS

Go Gina- trying to sing this whole song without losing your breath is a task to the say the least . The vibe of this song is everything !!!!! 2:39 seconds too short.

Garden ( Say It Like Dat)- this is the one when she was most in her feelings. When she talks about her own insecurities in this , I understand and and it’s songs like these where you think “oh? someone else felt like this too” , and that’s i thought about most when listening to this album . The funny thing is one of my favourite parts of the entire songs is the solo beat at the end , AHHH the production kills me everytime.

Broken clocks - I feel like she’s talking to me when I listen to this , she’s so angry and the lyrics that follow are insane . SZA is THE best when it comes to making the melody flow with the lyrics, and this song is a prime example. I can’t imagine how incredible this song would be live.

Anything- first time I heard anything I was like ???? This is not a sza song , but giving it another few listens I’ve concluded this song is a full on masterpiece. FUCKING HELL the break down at the end gives me goosbumps everytime i can just tell she was GETTING it while screaming “DO DO U EVEN KNOW IM ALIIVE”.

Wavy (interlude) - okay but this minute of music is next level. The album wouldn’t be the same without it. Catch me bopping no matter when or where I hear this song. It was perfectly fit into the concept of the album.

Normal girl - I will never get over this song. I’m so glad people like SZA are around to make honest songs like this , that anybody can relate to. I remember hearing “this time next year ill be living so good won’t remember your name I swear ” for the first time and playing it on repeat and just screaming it. Or the the bit at the end when she says “Before you figured out I was just a normal girl” just before the glittery piano comes in , it’s like she got the last word.

Pretty Little Bird- again first time hearing this I didn’t understand how it fit in with the rest of the album , but now it’s probably one of my favourites. Isaiah’ verse worked incredibly well with this beat too. You have to listen to this song loud to really enjoy it .

20 something - i love that the album starts and ends the same , the same SZA , vulnerable and emotional , stripped back , simple but beautiful chords on a guitar. This was the best ending the album could of had.

#sza #ctrl #popmusic

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gensou-no-toshokan · 7 years

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First date azanina ?

Technically already got this one, but I think this time I’m gonna try it on an AU scenario~

“Professor! They’re at it again!” Someone told tohim the moment he was outside the classroom and quite honestly Kaisar doubted alittle the moment he got warned because that meant only one thing.

“Why can’t you be nice for once!”

“Why can’t you ever bring your own stuff for class?Last time my book was covered with soy sauce! Do you know how fucking expensivethey are?”

There right in the front row where Nina and Azazelarguing again about some ridiculous thing, while the others only laughedpointed at them or recorded them with their cellphones.

It was only Tuesday for god’s sake!

He had thought that this was one of the things hewouldn’t have to deal with again once he got his tenure and stopped teaching atthe high school.

“I have my stuff! I just can’t find them!” Ninayelled and stomped her foot.

“Are you saying you can’t find anything in thatchaos you call a room? What a surprise.” Azazel said rolling his eyes andfinally sitting down and putting on some - ridiculously designed - headphones,flat out intent on ignoring her existence.

When he got into teaching career, he had done sobecause it was a noble profession: cultivate young minds in order to help themdevelop to go out there in the world and make the best of it!

If he managed to inspire a single student to achievegreater knowledge and education, then that meant his job was done. But why inthe entirety of high school had the two most boisterous and conflictivestudents had ended up on his ancient history class?

“Teacher!” Nina came to him at thatmoment, “Azaz-”

“Nina Ialready told you, I’m a professor here.” He cut her, not in the mood. “And Azazel had a point;when are you going to bring your own study material to class?”

Rather than saying anything, Nina’s face got all tearfuland ready to beg, and before he had to deal with another of her displays inpublic he just borrowed her his edition and hurried her to her seat.

Which was of course next to Azazel… who was busyglaring at Nina and him from under his arms…. this was going to be a long day.

“This is not funny.” He said when Favaro finished guffawingat his expense in the break room.

“I’m sorry,are you listening to yourself? A couple of teens who are your stereotypicalproblem student’s cases, obviously have the hots for each other and before meeting you were in dangerof failing but not only passed but actually made it to the same college andclass you are now tenured in…”

He didn’t get to finish because he was laughingagain and Kaisar patience was wearing thin.

“…Oh my god, that’s the stuff right out ofafterschool specials!” He added pounding his hand on the table and wiping atear of his eye with the other

“You’remissing the point, this is college! And they still act like children, I mean Iknow them and I can overlook it… most days anyways, but it won’t be long beforeNina fails her classes and Azazel manages to get himself punched or punchsomeone, and i can’t do anything, because I can’t involve myself in their livesanymore, they’re not children anymore and the board made very clear my job wasnot to fix anyone’s lives, that’s supposed to be your work advisor.”

Favaro said nothing as he just looked at him withan infuriating smile.

“…and by the way, I never said they hadthe ‘hots’ for each other.”

Now, that got his attention and he rose from hisseat looking at him completely serious.

“Okay, youconvinced me send them to my office tomorrow morning, and at the very least Ipromise… no I bet youtheir attitude problem will be fixed by the end of the week.”

In another time, in another universe in which hewasn’t perpetually tired Kaisar might have looked at the evil glint in his eyesand said no.

But that wasn’t the case was it?

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”

That was what woke up Favaro from his nap causinghis ears to ring and his headache to ache even more, when he opened the door hewas witness to an tall boy - who looked to have stuck on his gothic phasea couple years too long -and a tiny girl - so ridiculously ‘cute’ thatshe looked pulled out from some commercial - engaged in what might have lookeddirty in any other circumstances in which he wasn’t squishing her face with hishands while her fists moved around widely, managing to punch him more thanonce.

For the first time he felt some sympathy forKaisar.

When he cleared his throat they both stared at himwithout even disengaging from… whatever he supposedly walked on, so he got anidea:

“I know thatis must be hard for you freshmen to find time to be intimate with your high school sweet hearts, but I wouldn’t advise to do it in this hallway since it’s incrediblybusy…” Favaro paused in that exact moment to hear and ‘eek’ from both ofthem and put as much space in between before grinning and adding: “…ButI will gladly provide you a list of the best hiding spots in the campus to doyour stuff if you listen to me first.”

When he finally got them to seat, pointedlyavoiding to touch or look at each other and a slight blush in both of theirfaces that he knew he had this in the bag.

“There has been a growing concern for some of theteaching staff that both of you seem to present some risky behaviors, typicalfrom older students so naturally I grew concerned, since you are only startingout.”

“If this about me not bringing all my books Ipromise me and my roommate are working on getting rid of the trash thisweekend! Please don’t expel me!” Nina yelled almost jumping on top of his deskin the process.

“Psst, I bet that thing won’t stay clean for morethan a day, so what’s the point?” Azazel said sneaking a mocking look at her…except said eyes looked too interested on her backside.

When Nina realized - or probably felt - of hiswandering eyes she quickly sat again attempting to look none the wiser.

Poor Kaisar, sometimes Favaro feared that he mightbe dead from the waist down, there was no other explanation for him to ignoresomething so, so obvious.

“Oh, don’t worry Miss Drango, this has nothing todo with that, mostly it has to do some attitude problems that might put you atrisk in the foreseeable future…” Really this was the reason Favaro had neverworked in high schools, he shouldn’t be having this type of talk with two youngadults. “…and you disrupting almost all of your classes, at any momentof any day.”

“Wait a minute why are you looking at me? It’s herwho can’t even attempt to act like a proper student, half-assig her wayeverywhere she goes, clinging to the pity of everyone she directs those stupidpuppy eyes of hers!”

“Ha! Says the guy who can’t have a properconversation with anyone in which he doesn’t end up being a complete assholebecause he can’t stand other people being right!”

“That’s fascinating but-”

“Huh? You’re the only one whose always arguing withme for every little thing, because for some reason, you need to consult me foreverything, I don’t care if you buy that dress, I don’t know if you should takemore courses or change roommates and I definitely don’t need to know how oftenyou miss your mother!”

“See? How can someone be this level of an idiotsince elementary school and still not understand anything? And I don’t goaround making ‘puppy eyes’ at everyone! It’s just that everytime youyell at me I feel like an idiot!”

“Wait, you know each other from elementary-”

“Oh, I’m theidiot?! And it’s because of you that everyone in the dorms think I’m like thissuper villain? Specially after the last time you slipped your underwear withmine in the laundry basket again, and notonly did it stain them all pink and blue, but now everyone thinks we’resleeping together!”

“Maybe they wouldn’t have thought that if you hadn’tstormed into my room and yelled loud and clear about it while holding my pantiesin your hand! Or if you had thought me to use the laundry machine like youpromised a month ago!”

Favaro already giving up on having any civilconversation with these two, simply muttered. “Maybe you should reallysleep together…”

“HUH?!”

Of course thathad caught their attention, and he felt like throwing his own desk over thewindow at how incredibly oblivious they both were, maybe Kaisar had influencedthem in more ways than one.

“Obviously you’re both under a lot of pressure fromthe new responsibilities and demands of college, and honestly maybe a goodnight or two of fun would help you release some steam.”

It was like a spell, the office was miraculouslyquiet while they both got redder by the minute, assuring Favaro that he was notby far the only one with his mind on the gutter.

“A- Are you allowed to talk about that withstudents?” Azazel asked of all people.

“I’m sure you probably heard this a lot already,but allow me to add more: This is not high school, you’re not children anymoreand this time I’m serious, since you’re above the age of consent and yeah as long as I’mnot the one getting into a student’s pants this is free game, so why don’t you go outin a date, talk out some obviously repressed feelings out and get over with it,tonight preferably?”

Whether or not they listened to him, Favaro didn’tcare so he just kicked them out of his office.

“How did you do it?” Kaisar asked the next morningbefore even greeting him.

“Huh?” was the only thing he managed to say beforeKaisar turned his attention to the window, at first he wasn’t sure what he wassupposed to be looking at.

Until he spotted a pink head near the gardenfountain, looking uncharacteristically happy and actually carrying all thestuff she was supposed to - or so he assumed seeing the backpack she had beenmissing yesterday - and then to a white-haired head walking not too far fromher, his shoulders looking much less tense than yesterday and for once not glaring atevery one and everything around him.

Then he looked at Kaisar looking at him as if hehad the answer to all his problems, and Favaro knew he couldn’t tell the truth now.

“I… might have suggested some… recreationalactivities after school for them.” He said. “You know… as a stressrelief.”

“Don’t lie to me, I’ve tried that before, it endedup with them banned from using the rec room!”

“…Okay I told them to… have a date.” Technicallynot a lie, but still waiting for his inevitable tirade about proper behavior atschool or something…

Instead, he watched him give a huge sigh of relief and sank into his seat.

“Finally.” And Favaro knew his jaw was hangingopen.

“You said that they didn’t have the hots for eachother!”

“No, I said I had not told you, I know you and Ritalove to mock me about that, but I’m actually not that dense you know?”

“And if you knew then you send them to mebecause…” he asked waiting for an answer.

“They take my class, and I have to see them threetimes per week, if I acknowledged that, I wouldn’t be able to look into theireyes, you on the other hand are shameless and could only dream of having mypatience, so I thought why not trying.” He answered shrugging.

Favaro couldn’t even be angry because damn if itwasn’t the sneakiest thing he had done and he felt strangely proud of it.

#yukari2898 #shingeki no bahamut #azanina #kaisar lidfard #favaro leone #my fics #this was fun to write #although i guess once again #i took my lberties #with the prompt... sorry ^^'

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tomika600 · 7 years

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My best albums of 2016

I think Karou is very curious about my top list. Thank you, I have chance to make it now!

I had really big problem, because in last year I listened more old bands than current active. So I didn’t look on new releases at all but I have some I could add here.

the god and death stars - after the addle apple

OK, it’s mini-album, but these 6 songs are ideal to make a concept of this release and finish it. I don’t need anything more. Maybe my opinion is high because I started with this band in 2016, and new album was the best material to listen on start. But it’s all time one of my faves.

NOCTURNAL BLOODLUST - ZeTeS

Next mini-album of band I started listen last year. My first impression “oh... intro is like This is Halloween” POINT FOR YOU! After that my really fav Nokubura’s song “Malice against”. That’s what I needed long time... deep music... album I will loop back all time and headbanging in bed.

Xaa-Xaa - Chuudoku shoujou

When I was waiting on this album I didn’t have big expectation. I knew that there will be mostly singles songs and it’s impossibile to make any concept album. Ok. Xaa-Xaa is young band, it’s their first full album and now I’m happy that in the end I have all their great singles songs on one release. Waiting on more!!!

I have some albums which I don’t want add to this place. It will be The THIRTEEN - PANDEMIC, and RAZOR - RED INVISIBLE, both are first releases of new bands very good know members. And I had good fun with both but I feel that it isn’t enough. I’m waiting on more.

I will finish my best on it but I want tell something about the biggest surprises.. these positive and negative. That will be short.

Positive:

A9 - Light and darkness

Maybe I couldn’t be surprise because A9 come back to make good music some times ago but this one is <oehguebwkbfqabfeavuk>

DECAYS - Baby who wanders

THAT COULD BE BAD....REALLY BAD, but it isn’t. It’s so light and good rythm music. In the and can listen Die’s voice. Very big plus.

RAZOR - RED INVISIBLE

I was afraid. So afraid about this project. I love Ryouga and Tsurugi too much to accept their bad decissions. I had never though that Tsurugi could make good band with Ryouga...but this time I made mistake. Sorry I love it!

Negative:

DEZERT - Saikou no shokutaku

Sorry but NO. I don’t feel in this album anything... really anything. Ok, only “Hentai” is <3.

lynch. - AVANTGARDE

Same here... Maybe it isn’t surprise because lynch. didn’t release anything good so long time. But it makes be surprise everytime... WHY? HOW IT’S POSSIBILE!

And on finish I have one album which I will be waiting so much in 2017. the GazettE - BALLED BEST ALBUM. I will never have big expectations to the GazettE new songs, but information about re-record old ballads like “Taion” made me <OMG> *dead*. It’s impossibile to mess it, right?

Thank you Karou. It was my list. I have hope that 2017 will be better and I won’t have problem to choose anything.

#2016 #top albums 2016 #visual kei #personal #bad year

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There isn’t much that Aaron Pritchett hasn’t done in country music, but that doesn’t mean that there aren’t new experiences to be had and new things to do.

We caught up with Pritchett to talk about his 2019 headlining tour, his next album, and his career, and we also took a few minutes to play a round of 5 Quick Questions while we had him on the phone.

In a more than 20 year career (so far) Aaron Pritchett has landed nine singles in the Top 10, released eight albums (with a ninth on the way), and has taken advantage of the opportunity to bounce back and flourish in part two of his career. And through it all, he remains as humble and grounded as you could possibly expect from a Canadian and country music singer.

The overwhelming takeaway from our phone conversation is that Aaron Pritchett is still full of energy, enthusiasm, and love for his career. His Out On The Town Tour will hit no fewer than 32 cities across Canada in January and February. And he can’t wait to get started.

We talked about getting ready to hit the road and the cities and towns along the way. Pritchett told us that he’s played every one of the markets at least once before, but some, like Thunder Bay, were years ago, and he’s excited to get back. And whether it’s Lloydminster or Bloomfield, it’s clear to us that the CCMA winner is ready to put on a show. At 48 years old he knows that he’s not as young as tourmates Kira Isabella and David James, but he still feels 25 everytime he gets up on stage to perform.

In his own words, it’s pretty nuts to think about headlining across Canada after years of playing clubs with multiple sets a night and then getting out on the road in his career as an opener. It’s a step that he’s pumped to be taking, and a big feather to put in his cap.

As we spoke about the tour, we touched on Kira and David being along for the ride. Aaron told us that he looks forward to working with them both and that he hopes that there are chances to use his career insights as advice and mentorship for the opening acts. With mentorship being something he hopes to continue for a long time.

Note: We spoke with Kira Isabella about the tour during our recent interview, and she’s got all kinds of excitement about joining Aaron to cross Canada in 2019!

Aaron Pritchett knows that he won’t be making albums and releasing singles forever (though he has no plans on stopping any time soon), but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to be involved and active. To hear him talk about wanting to mentor young artists, to share his stories and struggles and triumphs is something special. There is a genuine desire in this singer/ songwriter/ performer/ father/ friend to pass on what he knows so that others might smoothly navigate their careers in the industry.

It’s admirable.

Along with the tour is the upcoming EP, Out On The Town. The album is scheduled for release on day one of the tour, Friday, January 11, 2019.

The EP release will mark the ninth time that Aaron Pritchett has released a selection of songs to the world. The lead single from the project, Worth A Shot climbed as high as #6 on the Canadian country music charts and has racked up more than 2 million plays on Spotify. And the follow-up, Better When I Do has made a strong impression with nearly 15,000 spins in the first few days since its digital release.

Aaron told us that the full album will include a diverse mix of songs, with upbeat tracks and slowed down ballads to give fans something to dive into. That diversity itself is a mark of Aaron Pritchett’s country music career.

In 2006, fans across the country got loud and fell in love with Hold My Beer as it went to #9 on the charts. It’s a fun song that’s a huge part of his career and still gets the crowd fired up. And then, in 2017, he released When A Momma’s Boy Meets A Daddy’s Girl, another song that will stay with him for a long, long time. It’s about as opposite as you can imagine, and as it rose to #5 on the Canadian country music charts (his highest entry to date), he proved to everyone in the industry that he’s more than capable of being the party song guy and the slowed down, sweet story guy in country music.

While we talked about live shows and his career, we asked Aaron about the feeling he gets when the crowd starts singing along at the tops of their lungs. He told us that it’s crazy that makes him feel like he knows that he’s doing what he’s supposed to be doing in his life. He also told us that the first two times he really experienced it was with Hold My Beer. The first was at Dauphin’s Countryfest when the song had just come out, so it caught him off guard, to say the least. And the second was in Halifax to end his set before Keith Urban came out to headline. He can still remember more than 30,000 people taking the song and turning it into a choir number in the crowd. We have a feeling he’ll remember that for the rest of his life.

Those feelings together, the crowd singing, the youthful energy, and the loyalty of country music fans, all add up for Aaron Pritchett. And the way he speaks about his experiences so far, and his upcoming tour across Canada, it’s easy to see that he loves every piece of it. It’s a hard road sometimes, but he does it with that love.

So if you’re anywhere near a city or town that the Out On The Town tour is coming to in 2019 (more dates could be added, stay tuned), we highly recommend getting tickets and being there to experience it with him.

Before we finished our call we asked Aaron if there was anything he wanted us to make sure we passed on to his fans. He told us that he wanted to make sure people knew how much he loves the opportunity to engage with them on social media. The comments and messages with his fans are a big thing for him, and he is happy that he is able to have that connection with people that love his music as much as he loves making it.

We also got Aaron to play a round of 5 Quick Questions with us. Have a look and learn a little something about the Canadian country music star from beautiful British Columbia.

5 Quick Questions with Aaron Pritchett

Q1. If you’re on a long drive and have to choose an album to put on and play all the way through, which album do you choose?

AP. Garth Brooks, No Fences

Q2. Do you have a dream duet partner

AP. Aaron told us that he’s always wanted to sing with Faith Hill and loves her voice.

Q3. Do you have a dream venue you haven’t had the chance to play yet?

AP. BC Place Stadium in Vancouver tops Aaron’s list of venues he’d love to play for a packed crowd.

Q4. Do you have a dream vacation spot you haven’t visited yet?

AP. Hawaii was the first sunny vacay spot that came to him.

Q5. Is there an artist that you think people should be paying more attention to?

AP. Sturgill Simpson. While he’s not new by any means, Aaron thinks that Simpson deserves more ears on his music. And we agree.

Note: Aaron Pritchett also told us that he’s excited for people to hear the country music that his son Jordan and his partner Danielle Marie have been working on.

Photo Credits: Trish Cassling, Canadian Country Music Week 2016 / Ray Williams, Boots & Hearts 2016

Out On The Town – Aaron Pritchett Interview and Tour Preview There isn’t much that Aaron Pritchett hasn’t done in country music, but that doesn’t mean that there aren’t new experiences to be had and new things to do.

#Aaron Pritchett #country music

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