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matthew gray gubler one-shot

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - you are my sunshine

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - mention of miscarriage, rainbow baby announcement, crying, sadness that turns into happiness, song lyrics (does christina perri also need a warning?)

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - with the lyrics of christina perri's "you are my sunshine" we learn about matthew gray gubler and his wife jordannah gubler's miscarriage that they never publically posted until now when they've gone through their grieving process and the process of them finding out and announcing their first rainbow baby which then ends with them having three kids.

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - i wanted to rewrite and retransform my jared padalecki miscarriage chapter for MGG so, that is what i'm doing. however, this isn't going to be sad the entire time so, don't worry you won't be crying/sad the entire read. as always, song lyrics are italicised bold, flashbacks are italics and present time is normal font.

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"you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey!"

jordannah gubler, the wife of matthew gray gubler, fellow criminal minds costar, had just been given the best news ever. she just found out she was pregnant with their first child. she couldn't believe that finally, she was going to become a mom and her husband, matthew, was going to become a dad.

frantically, she put together a box of things to surprise matthew with to let him know the amazingly good news that she had just found out moments ago. just as she was finishing up with the surprise, she quickly set up her iphone so she could film her husband's reaction. when, suddenly, the front door opened and her husband's loud, excited las vegas, nevadian accent reverberated throughout the house. scaring jordannah, making her jump for a second as she stared at the camera with a scared look. she then waited for her nevadian husband to come into the kitchen, in which she had placed the surprise present for him to open.

"...good afternoon, darling! i'm home!" matthew's very obvious nevada accent calls out and jordannah smiles at the camera

that was after though because at first it made her jump in fright as she waits for him to come into the kitchen. the iphone continuing to record the surprise that was to come.

"hey hun, i'm in the kitchen!" jordannah calls out as matthew's laughter can be heard as he puts his stuff down in the mudroom

with his phone in his hand, matthew walks into the kitchen to see his wife, "hey, sweetheart!" matthew mumbles as he swoops in, not even noticing the fact that his wife was filming the both of them as he pulls her in for a hug as she chuckles

they talk for a few minutes without matthew even realising the present on the counter right in front of him. let alone noticing his wife's iphone that was filming them until jordannah nudges him and forces him to notice the present.

"...oh, bubs, i also got you a special little something..." jordannah forces her husband to notice the present as he giggles

placing his phone in his hoodie pocket, he then looks down at the counter - finally noticing the white box in front of him.

"...jordy, honey, why? it's not my birthday or christmas or anything! why'd you get me a present? fuck...please don't tell me i missed an anniversary of ours!" matthew panics as he tries to remember if he had missed any anniversaries or anything as he started to open the lid

but, he was very skeptical in opening the lid of the box which made jordannah laugh but filled her with anxiety that maybe, he wasn't exactly ready for a baby and to become a parent. however, all of jordannah's fear and anxiety went away instantly the moment when matthew just fell into jordannah's embrace. immediately starting to cry happy tears. she knew it was happy tears due to the way his face contorted before he hid it away into jordannah's shoulder.

"bub, are you serious?" matthew whispered as the couple hugged as matthew couldn't speak any louder

in the muddle of emotions, jordannah giggled and nodded her head, confirming matthew's question.

"yes, i'm absolutely serious, bub, we're pregnant!" jordannah spoke softly and lovingly with excitement

matthew just stayed silent as he hugged his wife tighter as she continued to giggle.

"how far along? does it say on the...on the thing?" matthew stammered to himself

he then grabbed the clearblue pregnancy test to see how long his wife was when he smiled - she was more than a couple of weeks along.

"you happy darling?" jordannah muttered as she giggled and matthew nodded his head, wiping his tears as he chuckled softly

"i'm more than happy, bub, we're gonna be parents! we're gonna have a little family of three!" matthew spoke softly as he smiled the brightest smile he had smiled since their wedding

"i know, babe, it's crazy!" jordannah giggled as matthew then kneeled down and gave a sweet little kiss to his wife's tummmy

this, of course, made jordannah giggle as she sat herself up, "what are you doing hun?" jordannah giggled as matthew lifted his head up at his wife

"i'm saying hello to our little baby! it has to know who its parents are!" matthew spoke as though it was so obvious as jordannah shook her head

then, it was decided that a photo of the positive pregnancy test would be taken and then sent to their criminal minds group chat. but, making it known that, this information stays in the group chat and doesn't leave.

"...let's send this photo to the criminal minds group chat and tell them to keep it secret. so it's just between us and the group and private for as long as we can. that is until we know that it won't miscarry, is that okay?" jordannah suggests, worried that if they did post it now when it was still considered early, that they could potentially lose the baby

and without hesitation, matthew agreed with his wife's proposal and that's just how the wind blew for this situation. no ifs, no buts, no watermelons.

"that's totally fine babe. we can do that, it'll just be our little secret with the criminal minds cast. and no one else, until we're ready, will be told!" matthew whispers, moving closer and closer to his wife and baby as he pulled her closer to him, making her giggle

criminal minds fam

joe, kirsten, matthew, aj, jordannah, thomas, paget etc.

matthew

joe

wait, hold up!

thomas

omg! congrats you two! wifey and i both send our love and congratulations

paget

no way! congratulations you two!

shemar

duuuuuudddeee! that's amazing news you two!

kirsten

MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER! you can't just do that and then dip darling!

awe, jordannah and matthew, congratulations my darlings!

aisha

guys that's the best news ever!

jordannah

thank you, guys! i'm very early, i'm only a couple of weeks. so, because of that, i'm only wanting to keep this between us if that's okay with y'all!

thomas

oh, of course, honey! that's totally fine. better to be safe than sorry, my wife did the same thing when we had our children. best decision we made i reckon.

honestly, that's an amazing choice, jordy, however, i also told nathan and mehkai and they just let out the loudest screeches of happiness, we send our love and congratulations. and, that's totally ok, jordy, besides, anything we talk about in this gc rarely ever is mentioned outside of it so, it's locked, never to be released until the time's ready.

paget

amen, sister! good choice.

thomas, shemar, aisha and joe sent thumbs up.

kirsten

better safe than sorry, jordy. secret's safe with us darling

aisha

i agree, until ready, this announcement will not be mentioned outside of this chat. also, i'm with adam and daniel and they send their congratulations and squeals of excitement xx

jordannah

thanks, guys! and, thank you aisha! tell them i said thanks and send all the hugs and kisses

aisha

of course, i will babe x

however, not even a month after the group chat was aroused in excitement for the new news that the gubler's were going to have their own baby gubler, tragedy struck. jordannah's biggest and worst nightmare came true - she miscarried their baby.

you'll never know dear, how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away

just days before and during the day that jordannah miscarried her baby, she was singing a sweet, famous lullaby to her not even rounded baby bump. it was christina perri's version of you are my sunshine. she was sitting on the couch, her feet resting underneath her bum as she sang with her hands resting on her bare barely pregnant tummy. matthew smiled as he sat down next to his wife, his head resting on her shoulder as he was the third and fourth hands to join in with the rubbing/resting on the pregnant belly.

"you'll never know dear, how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away!" jordannah sang softly to the little baby that was peacefully resting in her belly as matthew smiled lovingly

"i wonder if it's a boy or a girl," matthew spoke softly, as not to disturb the gorgeous serenity that his wife's singing voice had brought to the baby as she smiled

"as long as baby gubler is healthy and i'm healthy, that's all that matters, babe," jordannah whispered back as matthew nodded his head, very happy and satisfied with his wife's answer

the happy couple and their little munchkin just rested against the couch for the rest of the night. they watched a few movies on netflix before the night drifted away from them and it was suddenly coming close to 11 pm. which meant that, it was time for the gubler's to go to sleep.

however, for some odd reason, the next day and night, jordannah couldn't seem to get herself to fall asleep comfortably. because, she was starting to feel pain which, truthfully, wasn't just worrying her but also worried matthew. thinking she could get through the pain, jordannah just tried to slowly move through it like she usually would when she'd cramp up. but, this time, when a searing pain forced a blood curdling scream to come from jordannah, both her and matthew just knew. they knew that this wasn't normal and that they needed to get to the hospital now.

matthew, who people would think in this scenario would be panicking and crying, having no clue what to do, was the complete opposite. he was calm, he was collected and he didn't show one ounce of fear nor panic. and he calmly picked up jordannah, being mindful of the searing pain she was in that had now reduced her to tears and via voice control, send a text to the criminal minds group chat, letting them know. as well as sending paget a message if she and her partner could meet up with them at the hospital, just for some extra support. and almost immediately, the group chat was bombarded with messages of worry and prayers of healing and love whereas paget and her partner responded straight away saying they were ten steps ahead. all due to the fact they were the first to see the message in the criminal minds group chat.

thankful for their criminal minds family, jordannah and matthew got into their car and were quickly on their way to the hospital at 11:30 pm. and, fifteen minutes later, the gubler's had been given the heartbreaking news that, in fact, they had miscarried baby gubler when it was in week four which equated to a little over a month of jordannah being pregnant.

the other night dear, as i lay sleeping, i dreamed i held you in my arms

jordannah couldn't and wouldn't dare to fall asleep knowing now that she had lost their gorgeous baby. she couldn't even think about sleep anymore now that she was out of the hospital. cause, when she was in the hospital with matthew for those few days, that was all they did. but, even in the hospital, all jordannah would dream about was holding her newborn baby in her arms with matthew standing next to her as they both cried in awe and love for their new child. but, that was no longer the dream that they would have been getting in nine months. realistically, in nine months, they would potentially still be grieving over this loss when it came to the estimated due date. when women miscarry, everyone always just thinks of them and how heartbreaking it must be for them since the baby was being carried by them. but, no one ever really stops to check on the father of the baby to see how he was doing. and, matthew, he was destroyed by the fact that jordannah miscarried. but it destoryed him even more that jordannah wasn't sleeping properly. but it really hurt him every night that whilst she laid in bed next to him and couldn't fall asleep but he could. it honestly made him feel like he had stopped grieving completely or that he wasn't grieving properly.it made him feel like he was being an awful husband for not staying awake for her whilst her brain ran wild and he just slept as if it didn't bother him. but, it did bother him. it bothered matthew so much more than he allowed people to know, including jordannah. every single time he closed his eyes, all he saw was the innocent little baby that was going to be his and jordannah's first child. their first love but by the time he woke up, the image would be gone in the blink of an eye. so, the second he closed his eyes again, the image would change and it would change to the moment in the hospital where the midwife confirmed the news. the news that would end up haunting the couple for the rest of their lives. the news that they ended up miscarrying their first baby.

most times, when he knew that jordannah was out of the house or just not paying attention, only then, did matthew allow himself the space to grieve and to cry. however, it had started to become harder for matthew that when he did cry, to cry silently. because each time he would have regular cries in the safety of the bathroom, he began to notice that jordannah wasn't always not paying attention and started to become suspicious and worried. worried that matthew was struggling and hurting over the loss of their baby. matthew would cry and cry and cry and try to be as quiet as he could whilst his wife lay sleeplessly and awake in their shared bed or whenever she was away for work. that was, until the poor guy was all cried out, with no more tears left and as quietly as he humanely could would tip-toe back to their bed to go back to the god awful sleep that he would fall back into until the alarm wakes him up in the morning. to which he'd repeat the process of the night before the following day. matthew hated that he'd cry and cry and cry all on his own whilst he was alone or whilst his wife laid in their bed absolutely none the wiser as to why he would spend hours in that ensuite all alone.

and sometimes, matthew hoped that one night, he would accidentally be too loud and jordannah would hear him. and hoped he did because, the last time he weeped over the miscarriage, jordannah was home, wide awake and she noticed that something wasn't right with her husband. sitting up from her laying down position on the bed and leaving the room, jordannah slipped towards the ensuite to make sure everything was okay. she had realised that matthew had been in the bathroom for nearly two hours at that point and it was giving jordannah the worst most unsettling feeling in her tummy. so, in worry for her husband, jordannah called her husband's name, expecting to hear something like "i'm on the toilet" or an "i'm getting dressed" but, what she got was a strangled noise that sounded nothing but a sob that was not meant to be so loud. and it was obvious to jordannah that it was matthew crying since they were the only ones at home since she had let paget and her partner to go back to their own home. and, it broke jordannah's heart hearing her husband cry in general but to hear him cry like that, it was more than heartbreaking. and it then made her think - how long had matthew been all on his own as he grieved and cried over the miscarriage when she'd be lying in bed awake or out at work or running errands?

"...matthew...babe? you okay?" jordannah whispered softly

as she whispered, she pressed her ear against their ensuite door when she could tell that matthew was trying his hardest to quieten down his sobs. ultimately failing as involuntarily, his sobs continued to be loud, unable to be quietened.

she spent two minutes with her ear pressed against that door, hearing the strained sobs of her husband that he desperately tried to keep silent. still, having absolutely no clue that his wife could and was listening in on the other side of the door. however, two minutes suddenly felt like forever and jordannah could no longer stand with her ear pressed against that door any longer. she couldn't believe she hadn't realised until tonight that for so long, matthew had been grieving all alone. jordannah was annoyed at the fact that he was grieving all on his own when it was late at night so if they were to have guests over. in which, since the miscarriage, they had been. no one would suspect a single thing nor would they become suspicious. however, matthew could no longer cry quietly anymore and frankly, jordannah couldn't be ignorant and ignore it anymore. she had to go into the bathroom and make sure that matthew knew that she was there for him and that she wasn't ever going to let him grieve this on his own anymore and any future grievance they go through.

jordannah knocked on the door softly as she heard her husband's cries as he begged for the oxygen in his lungs to let him breathe. but wasn't able to due to the amount of crying he'd been doing. jordannah then burst in without a moment to think, knowing that she now needed to get her husband to breathe normally. and to stop his tears as that wasn't going to make his panic attack any better and it was going to make him sick. maybe not physically but it was for sure going to make him dizzy and maybe a slight bit nauseous if he kept going.

immediately, jordannah kneeled on the bathroom floor, identical to matthew and pulled him closer to her body. doing that to see if her regular breathing could regulate matthew's and bring it back to normal pace. holding him close, she had one hand tight around his back with the other lightly fluffing his hair as a way to calm him down.

an hour later and matthew was no longer loudly sobbing as his tears had now reduced to sniffles. he and jordannah resting their backs against the bathroom wall with his head in her lap as jordannah brushed her fingers through his scruffy hair.

"...how long have you been grieving on your own, babe? why didn't you ever tell me?" jordannah spoke up softly, continuing to brush her fingers through her husband's hair as he sniffled

"since it happened....i...i guess i didn't tell you because i didn't really want you to worry about me. and also because you needed to focus on yourself and your own recovery. so...i...i guess i just thought that if i grieved and cried in here when it was late at night and when you were in bed and i was quiet enough, you wouldn't worry about me..." matthew trailed off, his voice cracking as jordannah's heart broke

"...matthew gray gubler, you know you could have cried with me. we always have cried and grieved together except for the loss of the baby. i have already focused on myself and my recovery. i'm now worried because you were all on your own and grieving for all this time. you didn't need to hide away and do it on your own. you didn't need to be so quiet to the point of losing your breath. and you wouldn't have made me cry if i heard you cry. i would've gotten my arse out of bed and i would've been right here. please, matthew, don't run and hide next time you need to cry, okay?" jordannah whispered as she caressed matthew's cheek

she played with his hair to distract him as matthew nodded his head. another tear slipping down his cheek as jordannah caught it with her soft finger as he chuckled softly.

"mhm, i know," he mumbled shyly as jordannah smiled softly at her grief-stricken husband

"then why didn't you and, tell me the truth bubs, the full truth," jordannah spoke softly, not in a pushy, demanding matter but a sensitive matter which matthew loved

"you were the one carrying baby for four weeks when we lost it. i...i just thought that because you're the mommy and the one that's carrying bubba that i shouldn't be so upset about it. i guess i was just embarrassed about crying over it than normal..." matthew trailed off as jordannah pouted, cuddling her husband closer and tighter

"...oh, honey, no. just because i carried baby, doesn't mean you can't grieve over the loss. it wasn't just my child, it was yours. it was ours, babe. sure, you couldn't feel the physical pain of a miscarriage and you'll never be able to but i'm glad you can't. but that doesn't mean you can't grieve and cry over the loss of what was going to be your child. invalidating your own feelings isn't okay sweetheart. once again, let me remind you, you're allowed to cry and be vulnerable. besides, you're a pisces and you're matthew gray gubler, if anything you're allowed to cry because of that fact *giggles*. not that that's stopped you before but, in all seriousness matthew, you're allowed to cry. because, again, this baby was also yours and you also deserve to grieve and miss it," jordannah spoke soothingly as matthew nodded his head and sniffled

"thanks babe," he muttered softly as jordannah smiled and nodded her head, scratching the top of his head

as jordannah scratched the top of matthew's head, he smiled and groaned with delight at the relief her scratches were giving him.

"your welcome sweetheart," jordannah smiled as it was now 2 am

and because of how late/early it was, it was decided that that night, for the first time, jordannah was to finally go to sleep since she had completely exhausted herself out. whilst matthew was zonked out from all of the crying he had been doing.

when i awoke, dear, i was mistaken so i hung my head and i cried

after a couple of hours of sleep, jordannah and matthew woke up and, just as she imagined, she dreamt of holding baby gubler. so, she hung her head and she cried. and, just like the way she was there for him earlier, matthew was there as he held his wife tightly for it was now her turn to cry over their devastating loss. although, jordannah didn't cry for as long as matthew did, she was still finally able to allow herself to fall asleep even though she knew she'd still dream about their baby. she knew she was always going to have matthew right there beside her to make sure that she'd never cry on her own like he had been doing.

whispering comfort and sweet nothings to his wife, matthew held her as tightly as he could. so he could make sure that she knew that, just like she had promised him, that she wasn't alone in this sadness and grief over their lost baby.

for the gubler's, it took them about three to four weeks of crying and grief after waking up before it stopped. and the both of them were able to wake up without crying and dreaming about baby gubler. they loved that and called it progess in their grief and loss journey. the entire cast and crew of criminal minds had also welcomed the couple back with open arms back to los angeles. that was when the both of them finally returned back for the filming of the show. it was obvious though when the girls, paget and jordannah, reunited that they were extremely happy and excited to be reunited with each other again. and, the same could have been said with matthew and paget's partner.

"...jordy, how are you and matthew going after the loss? you guys tried at it again or, are you just waiting until it feels right again?" paget asked as the two ladies waited in matthew's trailer - the usual resting place for the gubler/brewster family

"we're going great thanks, pag, umm, we've had a lot of sex as honestly, losing baby made me want to try even harder for a baby. so, we've decided that we're going to try for as long as we can until we get another positive and then we just hope that it'll work," jordannah was confident and all smiles as she explained that to paget

which, in all honestly, not only shocked paget but made her so proud of her best friend. as, when they were speaking over facetime, paget couldn't even say certain words like "loss" and "sex" because it would be too triggering for the grieving girl. reducing her to tears but, not anymore it wasn't.

"jordy, that's amazing! so, are you still getting your period then?" paget questioned, moving closer to her so no one else could hear the two of them as jordannah giggled

"no...i've got a few tests that i'm gonna take today so, i'm hoping that what i think is happening is going to happen..." jordannah trailed off as paget was shocked - she couldn't believe that her best friend was most likely pregnant again

you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey

the news of jordannah's second pregnancy was the best news that she could have ever gotten after that day on set in matthew's trailer with paget. whilst it gave her a huge wave of deja vu of their first pregnancy. which then ultimately gave her a smack in the face of the rememberance of their heartbreaking loss of the baby, the biggest emotion she felt nevertheless was excitement and happiness. she was over the moon with the four tests that she held with all of them saying that she was pregnant. and, the best part was that she was basically teetering on the edge of her second trimester already. meaning that she had way surpassed her miscarriage date which was week four of pregnancy meaning she was now around twelve/fourteen weeks pregnant.

jordannah squealed in excitement as she looked at the four pregnancy tests in front of her. all of them saying "positive" as she caculated that she must have been teetering on the edge of the second trimester. which meant that baby gubler was definitely not going to miscarry. which meant that jordannah was less fearful about this pregnancy like she was over the first one. and, just like the first time, she decided she wanted to surprise matthew. and, she had to be better about it this time. and better she did. this time, she upped her game and used the tests and a snapback with the word "daddy" stitched on the front.

announcing the news to matthew was probably the most exciting thing ever. just like the first time, he came home and she had her iphone set up to film his reaction. the tests and the snapback cap on the kitchen bench just resting there as they waited matthew's reaction.

"...jordy, i'm home! where you at pretty girl?" matthew calls out as jordannah giggles softly

"in the kitchen bubs, i have something for you!" jordannah calls back out which makes matthew rush into the kitchen

he then halts suddenly when he notices what was resting on the counter waiting for him. it took matthew a couple of seconds to a minute to realise but, the second it clicked in his head, he realised it was real. and that, jordannah, the love of his life, was pregnant again. overwhelmed with happiness, his knees buckled and he dropped, his hand holding tightly to the counter so he wouldn't fully fall. he then broke down into happy tears as jordannah smiled, giggling softly. joining her husband on the floor, she carefully brought him close as they rejoiced together for the fact that they were getting their rainbow baby. crying into his wife's embrace, matthew couldn't believe that he was going to be a dad again. not caring if it was a boy or a girl, all he cared about was the fact that his wife was not only past her previous miscarriage date but was also in her second trimester. and this then meant that they actually had a fair chance of having a healthly and successful pregnancy together.

immediately, just like the first time, they told their castmates and even better reactions than the first time followed. due to the newest baby gubler being a rainbow gubler, it was a lot more of happy crying as their first reaction to the news. which, seemed to be the best but most common reaction when jordannah and matthew told someone.the best reaction, however, had to of come from paget and steve, her partner, and aj & her husband nathan. the four of them being told separately, matthew telling aj, steve & nathan in their trailer and jordannah telling paget during a scene. and, let's just say they were really the best reactions ever. especially when paget broke character immediately, grabbing a hold of jordannah, pleading to her that she wasn't lying. all of the cast just glad and grateful that their best friends were becoming parents again after the loss of their first baby.

it was at just after fourteen weeks that the gubler's finally decided to post about their pregnancy but also talk about their miscarriage. since it had all seemed like it happened so quickly.

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gublergram five months ago, before our current pregnancy, jordannah was pregnant with what would have been our first baby. we were absolutely overjoyed as was our best friends and criminal minds family. the second photo was when i found out about our first baby gubler. jordannah had obviously just thrown the test onto the counter whilst she was off from work and when i was working as it was when we were living at our apartment in los angeles. and she just quickly whipped it up just in time to surprise me with it when i came home. i was honestly the happiest i had ever been in my life. jordannah had filmed the entire surprise and i was overjoyed with the news that we were pregnant. the first people we actually told were our criminal minds cast through our cheeky group chat. they were all so excited and rejoiced alongside us over our little secret of baby gubler. that was until, not even a month into jordannah's pregnancy, we went to bed late one night after jordannah had sung a lullaby to our baby when whilst we were sleeping, she felt a sudden, excruciating pain that reduced her to blood-curdling screams. immediately, i knew something wasn't right and, with paget and her partner steve ten steps in front of us, waiting for us at the hospital, we got there at 11:30 pm only to find out fifteen minutes later at 11:45 that jordannah had miscarried and we had lost baby gubler. it honestly broke my heart more than i'd liked to admit it. for the entire time after the miscarriage, i would cry alone in the bathroom, as quietly as i possibly could whilst jordannah laid awake in our bed as she refused to fall asleep. because, if she slept, she knew she'd dream about the baby and wake up to just cry. and this was something that she didn't want to become as a habit of hers like unbeknownst to her for ages had become a habit of mine. that was until i cried a little too loudly one night and it happened to grab jordannah's attention. we then cried together for the next two to three weeks in the mornings after waking up before we just slowly started to be able to wake up and be happy and not cry over the loss of our baby. and then, twelve weeks ago, i got the surprise of my life (deja vu?) and found out that jordannah is pregnant again. and this time, it's for real. jordannah is in her second trimester and we're about to become parents!

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jordannahgubler that day i told you about this new pregnancy, i really did think i was going to have to restart your heart because of how much you were crying.

jordannahgubler but in all seriousness darling, i'm glad we get to have a second chance of having a family of our own

pagetpagetgram still in tears over this! the best surprise during filming ever!

kirstenvangsness congratulations again guys! you'll be the best parents ever

ajcook still the best news ever! also, sorry matthew if i screamed in your ears too loudly, i was just so excited haha

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jordannahgubler before i got pregnant with matthew and i's second baby, about five months before, i was pregnant with our first baby. however, it was obviously not the right time as heartbreakingly, at four weeks, we lost it and i miscarried. of course, matthew and i were both devastated but, there is a reason why we're only talking about our miscarriage now alongside our new pregnancy. and that is because the general rule of thumb is to wait until around the twelve-week mark, which is around the beginning of the second trimester and it's generally when the worry of miscarrying and pregnancy loss is at its least likely to occur. and for those entire five months after, we grieved, the first two were the worst. those first two months were the months that we cried separately and then cried together after waking up from dreaming of our baby. but, now that i'm a little further into my second trimester and have the blessing of being pregnant again, we feel comforted and like we're strong enough to finally speak up about our miscarriage. the first photo was actually the photo we did after we went to our first ultrasound with baby to announce to our families that we were pregnant again and the second photo was from when matthew, myself, paget and steve were at the hospital and found out about the miscarriage. i had to stay in the hospital a little bit longer than the four of us liked but, it was just to keep an eye on me considering i was experiencing a lot more pain that what was normal. so, they had to keep me in for supervision and the photo was taken by paget. despite the fact that in the photo, matthew and i aren't crying or looking devastated, we were sleeping because it was all we could do in the beginning. we were knackered to the point where for the first couple of days, we just slept but, it wasn't until the third day that i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep any longer because i would just dream about the baby we had just lost. i would stay awake throughout the night because if i did fall asleep, i'd dream about the baby and then i'd wake up just to start crying which was something i was determined not to do. i didn't want to be the mother who miscarried and just cried about the loss every day. even though i knew that was totally acceptable and more than okay for me to do, it just wasn't the mother i wanted to be. however, it was until i heard matthew cry in the bathroom one night when i was laying awake that i realised that for the entire month, nearly two, he had been crying and grieving all on his own in the ensuite. whilst i laid awake in our shared bed. that was when i finally realised that matthew was also grieving and that we couldn't do it on our own. it then took us another three to four weeks of crying every morning before we could wake up without crying. and now i'm fourteen and three days pregnant and baby is as healthy as their older sibling was. matthew and i are extremely excited to be parents again and it's all we can think about. now that i've passed all the dates of the possible miscarrying dangers, i'll now be spam posting my bumpdates and updating you all about the pregnancy. to the point where you may think about wanting to block both me and matthew. we are genuinely so excited and cannot wait to introduce our baby to you all and i'm sure baby can't wait either. thank you all for the love and support you guys have given us over these few months even though we left you guys in the dark. it truly means so much to know that you guys still love and support us.

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gublergram i am so excited about baby two! you are going to be an amazing mom, jords and i can already tell

jordannahgubler gublergram awe, babe, you are so sweet! you are going to be an amazing dad!

ajcook i'm so proud of you two for not giving up just because you guys lost the first baby. i cannot wait to watch baby grow inside you, my love!

jordannahgubler ajcook thank you aj! and i cannot wait for little baby to grow either!

aishatyler ahh congrats again jordannah!!!

joemantegna that photo that paget sent us in the group chat after the miscarriage was haunting. but, congratulations again for baby number two bella xx

jordannahgubler joemantegna oh absolutely joe, that photo is a photo i never thought would ever have to be seen, taken and then seen again. and i agree, the next time i'll be at the hospital will no doubt be the best day of my life

you'll never know dear how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away

a little over eight months later and finally, jordannah had given birth to a very healthy little girl. named sage emily gubler, sage was matthew and jordannah's pride and joy and was loved by everyone. but especially by her uncles and aunties at criminal minds, sage was spoiled but, it didn't seem to faze the little girl as all she cared about was the fact that she was going to be an older sister alongside her little sister harlow penelope gubler. yeah, you heard that right, jordannah and matthew were bringing their third and final baby into the world after aj and her husband nathan, in july, had introduced their baby boy, pheonix sky, into the world and after the gubler's had introduced their second little girl, harlow into the world. harlow a little over a year before their newest pregnancy. obviously, it did shock the gubler's that they were pregnant again after they had caught up to aj and nathan but, now they were just excited to complete their family with a baby boy. it also made sense for jordannah to finally give birth to her mommy's boy after birthing two girls who were head over heels, obsessed over their daddy. the photo that jordannah used to announce that she was pregnant with their baby boy were photos from when she was heavily pregnant. since, she decided that instead of how she announced her two baby girls, sage and harlow, that she would wait until she could take adorable maternity photos of her son. obviously, without even needing to announce it on instagram, the criminal minds family knew about the third pregnancy because it had been previously announced but, that didn't stop the husband and wife from still posting about it.

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jordannahgubler spencer gray gubler, we are so blessed to finally meet you after waiting for you for so long. sage and harlow are so excited to meet you i think they're being a lot more impatient than daddy and mommy are. these three photos are truly, in me and matthew's opinions, the most encompassing of our pregnancy with you little man. the first two, i was still pregnant with little spence and, the other one was when mommy and daddy got to finally meet you. and i hadn't even realised but october 31st seems like the best day to have a birthday in this family. whether matthew posts the same photos in his own post or not, we'll find out because there are some cute ones of the girls meeting spencer. spencer gray, you are so loved by so many my little man. the family is so blessed that you are finally here with us. i have been waiting for you, my little hallowbaby, for so long that when daddy and i found out we were pregnant with you so unexpectedly, we jumped for joy. as did your big sisters, sage and harlow when they found out they were getting a baby brother. harlow especially loves the fact that she finally gets to be an older sister after having to be the baby. we love you forever and a day, spencer gray.

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gublergram ok well shit babe, you made me cry all over again

jordannahgubler sorry babe! but look how cute our son is!

ajcook i still can't believe you guys finally got your little man! mehkai and phoenix absolutely adore little spencer. they're for sure gonna give us a run for our money now!

jordannahgubler ajcook i know right! i'm so glad we finally got our little spence!

pagetpagetgram he's gorgeous, jordannah! hubby and i are on our way to las vegas this weekend so, maybe we'll be able to catch a small glimpse of baby spence?

jordannahgubler pagetpagetgram omg, yes please! that would be perfect, paget! sage and harlow would love to see you two again! i know for sure that matthew would also love to see steve again as well!

thomasgibsonofficial oh, he is just gorgeous, jordannah! the family and i are longing to meet the little bug.

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gublergram hello spencer gray gubler. our little halloween baby. sage and harlow are a little too obsessed with him at this point but, honestly, we're just glad we've finally completed our small little family. and, we are also relieved that the two girls love their brother. the first photo is of savannah, pregnant with spencer at the beach with sage holding her hand, i had harlow with me so that's why she wasn't in the photo. and, i just thought it was too good for me to not post. in the second photo was of me, jordy and spencer not too long after spencer came into the world and i think it's very easy to see that we were still so shocked that we were given a little baby boy. the third photo is of spencer and sage and it's the sweetest thing and the most recent photo that has been taken. and the last photo is of harlow and spencer and it's another recent photo of spencer with one of his sisters. we love you so much spencer gray, thank you for completing the gubler family.

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jordannahgubler my lordy lord, those photos of sage and harlow with spencer is going to be the death of me! most especially if the adorableness continues

ajcook awe, bless! spencer is gorgeous you two. nathan, mehkai, pheonix and i are on our way to see you guys since mehkai and pheonix want to meet you so badly.

aishatyler oh my days. spencer is gorgeous, matthew! jordannah did a gorgeous job with your guys' kids.

stevedamstra okay, yep, matthew and jordannah, paget and i are now on a plane to las vegas, we cannot wait any longer!

gublergram stevedamstra that is fine by us, steve! i'm sure sage and harlow will be excited to see you again! and i'm sure spencer would love to meet more of his mommy and daddy's friends

what originally started off for the gubler's as a heartbreaking miscarriage turned into them having a gorgeous little family of five. with their three beautiful kids, sage, harlow and spencer alongside their criminal minds family.

jordannah and matthew's sunshine was no longer taken away from them.

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i loved rewriting and reimagining this and i'm so glad it turned out like this. also, if any of the social media handles were wrong, apologies. i also love christina perri's cover of "you are my sunshine" so that was also the original inspiration for when i first wrote this imagine. and i really hope that i could maybe do more of these with the characters and actors of criminal minds as that would be cool ya know?

ok ily xx

#criminal minds cast #matthew gray gubler x reader #matthew gray gubler x you #aj cook #paget brewster #steve damstra #nathan andersen #joe mantegna #kirsten vangsness #aisha tyler #thomas gibson

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Reveling in Richonne

#178: The Ones Who Live (11x24)

Y’all the power and impact of Richonne is unmatched. 🔥

Michonne and Rick established a motto between them seasons ago, and now that motto is the final sentiment of the entire show. It’s perfect.

I love that their love is still so alive. And that was evident in these final moments. Like there’s a real endless pulse to Rick and Michonne’s love that keeps them going and also spreads into positively impacting their loved ones too.

So in the show’s closing scenes, we are reminded that this “zombie show” was always about the ones who live. And we’re also reminded that Rick and Michonne give each other and give us so much life.

So for the last time in The Walking Dead, I gotta happy dance over the gift that is Richonne.

Y’all after the flashback sequence, we then see Michonne looking just so regal in her new attire as she writes her letter.

I also peeped she is still wearing the ring around her neck, and I cannot wait for this woman to find her husband. (And also to be officially referred to as Rick’s wife, Michonne Grimes). Like the moment Rick and Michonne first lay eyes on each other in the new show, I might just act a plumb fool. 😂

Michonne looks at the special iPhone sketch of her and Judith with the message for Rick to believe a little longer. And believing a little longer is something she (and us, since we have to wait until 2024) have had to do too.

I love that she has his boots as well. Of course these items found their way to her. Cuz magnets. 🧲

Michonne speaks confidently as she declares that she knows her kids are alive and also that Rick is literally alive. And I love that she doesn’t doubt for a second that he’s out there trying to find her and their family. She knows her family is alive wholeheartedly and of course sis is always right.

They cut to Rick writing his letter and looking rugged in a jacket reminiscent of the murder coat, and it notably has that logo on the back. Homeboy has clearly been through the ringer but still looking fine. 😋

I love that we see Rick with the iPhone for the first time and that these items have been in both his and Michonne’s hands. Both of them pack it in their bag and…they just cherish each other y’all, even in little drawings form. I’m beyond here for it.

Rick then rolls up his letter and places it in a bottle and I may or may not have tried to slow down the video several times to read what the letter says. 😅 Cuz look, if there was anymore unspoken sweet things between him and Michonne in there I need to know lol.

I was sorta able to make out a few new words, but what I did see loud and clear is that the letter ends with, “We’re the ones who live. Rick.”

His letter ends on their mantra. 🥹 The motto they shared keeps him going. He’s sharing it with Michonne in the letter in hopes it’ll keep her going too. I could cry.

Again, Danai’s delivery is great as Michonne says, “I will find him. Because I know he’s trying to find us.” Talk about unbreakable and unstoppable love.

We then get an epic Michonne moment as she rides on a horse in armor and takes out a walker. We had to see R&M be the baddest to ever do it one last time in the original series so this was great. 👏

We also see Rick’s mucky bare feet walk in walker-infested mud as he chucks the bottle with the letter. It’s sweet thinking how many letters to Michonne could possibly be in bottles out there.

Helicopter noises can then be heard as Rick utters urgent “no’s” before tossing the backpack on the boat, that thankfully will find its way to Michonne one day.

Rick is told to surrender and put his hands up and then we see Michonne stopping abruptly on her horse as she’s dealing with a threat of her own, with what appears to be a giant horde before her.

Rick takes out a walker, and looks pissed because this feels like one of the times he might’ve come closest to getting home before being caught.

The way the person on the speaker seemingly exasperatedly says, “Come on Rick, it’s like we told you, there’s no escape for the living,” I have a feeling they’ve been having to deal with Rick trying to escape for awhile lol. And also their bleak “no escape for the living” sentiment is not enough to overwrite what Rick knows to be true, the motto instilled into him by his wife.

And as Rick looks up at this helicopter, it’s the acting just with the eyes for me. 😮‍💨 Y’all give the eyes their own Emmy and then give Andy several too. Incredible. The story told just in his expressions alone. The teary-eyed frustration, devastation, longing, determination, and defiance. It’s powerful and oh how I missed Andy’s performance as Rick Grimes. Absolutely legendary. 🔥

As Rick looks up at this helicopter with every emotion on his face, we hear Michonne’s calming voice say, “Remember what I said. It’s what he said. Hold it to your heart. It’s true forever.” And ever and ever, y’all. ☺️

And it feels like, while she’s saying that in her letter to their children, it’s also something Rick is remembering in this moment that could feel like an ultimate defeat. Rick is remembering the motto right then and there.

Then we get a bunch of characters joining in on mom and dad’s motto and I love that Richonne’s saying of “we’re the ones who live” is the final statement of the show. At its best, The Walking Dead was always about the living and the resilience of humanity.

And then y’all the final series moments are given to Rick, Michonne, and their kids. Making it crystal clear the Grimes family is this show’s heart.

As Michonne rides off into the distance, determined as ever, she says in her perfect, calm, and assured tone, “We are the ones who live.” (And I really like the music during this whole ending sequence.)

Then Rick places his arms up with a decrepit city and descending helicopter before him as he says in a perfect, resilient, and “you’re messing with the wrong people,” tone “We’re the ones who live.”

I love that the way Rick says it contrasts the surrender of his hands and lets you know, Homeboy may have been caught but he still has a lot of fight left in him because he’s getting to Michonne and their family one way or another.

It was a great visual too to see Rick and Michonne both looking defiant and determined to take on a threat “bigger than them” be it a helicopter or horde. Even in these circumstances, you still feel like whatever or whoever is trying to get in their way is the one in danger. Because Rick and Michonne are trying to get back to each other and nothing stops that. So these seemingly giant challenges are just mere rocks in the road for these two warriors.

And to drive home his mindset further, the scene ends with a determined and defiant grin spreading across Rick Grimes’ face.

Rick’s final smile is a fitting image to end on for the resilient character.

And I appreciate the way it calls back to 7x09 when Michonne instilled in Rick this reminder that they’re the ones who live so they can smile in the face of adversity because, as she said in 7x08, they’re still standing and will keep standing.

And so, as Rick reflects on his love Michonne and her words, he’s able to stand and smile even in what look like impossible circumstances.

R&M’s love is stronger than any circumstances and it fuels them like no other. It’s why it can be believable that they’ll find each other against all odds.

The scene fades to white and after getting a glimpse of where Rick and Michonne are ahead of their spinoff, the series ultimately lands on their legacy.

Because they cut to Judith and RJ overlooking a lush landscape and it’s sweet that these siblings still have each other.

I also adore the visual of the kids as they face away from the camera because we see RJ in the iconic sheriff hat worn by his dad and brother Carl, and we also see Judith with the sword strapped to her back. Rick and Michonne’s presence and impact is still felt so strongly in their precious kids who are the world’s future and the embodiment of hope. Look what Rick and Michonne created, y’all. 🥰

And Judith turns to RJ as she shares the family motto, the foundational belief planted in her heart by her mother, the saying that will push Michonne, Rick, and Judith and RJ forward on their journeys apart until they eventually reunite, as she says, “We get to start over. We’re the ones who live.”

And yes they are, y’all. Yes they truly are. And this whole final sequence was life-giving.

I’m so glad the show knew to end on Rick and Michonne and their legacy. It’s only right. R&M and their family remains the best thing to come out of all this imho. And while that was the Grimes’ family’s final TWD moments, as y’all know...

There’s still a whole new miniseries in store. When I heard the news that Rick and Michonne would be returning to complete their epic love story in a spinoff, I was and still am beyond elated.

What I most want is to witness Rick and Michonne’s grand love story with grounded execution, and this short finale sequence gave me hope they can pull this off.

We are in such good hands with Andy and Danai bringing this story to life. Just their voices and eyes were able to captivate and tell a whole powerful story within minutes during this series finale, so imagine when they have a show dedicated to them.

I absolutely cannot wait! I’m so glad our patience paid off this way. Every time I think about all the Richonne gold in store, from the moment they first see each other alive, the I love you’s, the first kiss, Rick learning about RJ, any and all callbacks, professions of love, fighting battles together, their smiles, and of course their family reunion with Judith and RJ. I want it all, and I think we’ll be fully blessed with so much good stuff.

So this is just the beginning to be honest. Because now that we’re closer to the home stretch of completing R&M’s story once and for all, I want to enjoy reveling as much as I can before it’s all said and done. So here’s to all the Richonne reveling there is to do later in 2023. And here’s to Richonne, for being the undeniable greatest of all time. Thanks for reading. 💜

#richonne #s11 #11.24

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3# you sneak love Notes into his luggage

Soft 🤍🖤

Bang Chan

"Chan wait!" You exclaimed in excitement while running down the stairs, the hoodie in your arms baerly hanging hanging on your arms any longer by your fast movements. You almost had to slow down the steps to make sure you wouldn't collapse by the end of it. Chan looked up confused from checking his bag for stuff, wanting to make sure everything was in order. It would be ridiculous he had forgotten something important like his boarding pass or his passport for the matter. "What is going on?" He grinned at question and took a look at your breathless state the second you stood in front of him and almost threw the hoodie in his arms. "What is this?" He questioned confused. "You forgot this one!" You exclaimed. "Thank you I guess " he answered confused and threw it into his back with a curious expression on his face. He hadn't planned bromging it with him. "No dont you want to check the pockets!" He quivered an eyebrow at your request but did as told anyways, his hand finding the pocket and taking a notr from it. "Y/N what is this?" He asked confused and read the note " Out of all places I could be, I only want to be with you." "Its not the only one." You admitted, trying to hold back a smile. " Wait, you've filled up my luggage with love Notes?" The smile on his face grew even bigger when you nodded your head agreeing. " Now that I can't join you because of school I wanted to do something different instead. And I know you love letters rather than electronic stuff. So I really hope you enjoy it and find them all of course." "You are Honesty the most amazing person ever." He breathed and pressed his lips against your forehead caring, his stomach bobbling up with butterflies by your sweet gesture.

Lee know

A frustrated groan left Minho's lips as he leaned his head against the seat of his chair, his legs crowded against the seat in front of him and his lips partening as he tried to stay calm. The noise from the airplane was getting so annoying he could barely take it anymore. He was so used to this sound, hearing it at least ten time a month but this was horrible and it was far too much now. The earbuds that he always used for his Iphone clearly weren't helping like they always would. He could barely hear the music over the engines and even on the highest volume it couldn't block it out. Decididing to switch them out with another in his bag he leaned down go grab it by his feet and zipped it open. Roaming through the huge pile of stuff he had brought along curiosity hit his mind the second he touched something unfamiliar. Lifting up the paper he furrowed his eyebrows confused and took a look. "You grew on me the way Yersinia enterocolitica grows on spoiled bacon. " "What in the serious fuck, Y/N ?" He questioned to himself but with a huge smile on his lips. Moving his bag up tp his lap, he roamed through it, his eyes widening when he noticed the whole bottom of it filled with notes. "She didn't." He almost giggled to himself and shook his head but smiled brightly. Taking out a few ones to read them all inside his head but stopped when Hyunjin nudged his shoulder. "What's that? " He questioned confused but interested. "Just something to keep me going the next few months." Minho sighed with a huge smile embracing his face and placed one of them in his pocket, the noise from the airplane completely fainting out now.

Changbin

The spund of short stack was loud in the small bunk area of the bus (im assuming they have bunks, idrk srry) while the boys were hurrying around to pack out their stuff from their luggage, Felix standing in his bunk while making weird dance moves in excitement. "Shouldn't you be packing out?" Changbin questioned while folding out his pants, looking over his shoulder to see the bleached haired boy shake his head head in disagreement. "This is the first day of our tour! Its gonna be a fucking blast!" "Whatever you say." Changbin chuckled whike shaking his head by Felix's excitement. Of course he was exited too. But it had been a rough morning. Saying goodbye was never something Binnie was found of. Reaching his hand down to grab clothes of the left side of his suitcase he lifted his eyebrow in confusion when he touched something harsh. Digging into the middle of it he pulled out a small jar of jam but it was empty and filled with different notes instead. " What's that?" Han chirped in interest. "I have no idea." Binnie mumbled and opened one of them. Attached to the jar was direction to the colors. Pink included memories, red included reasons to love and lilac was future dates. " Y/N must have put it into my suitcase when I was peeing or something." He mumbled and decided to take out a red one. "I want yoy to be happy and naked." "Well isn't that just...cute... And maybe a little bit erotic?" Han commented with a smile while reading over Changbin's shoulder. Rolling his eyes by the comment he hurried towards the back if the bus, wanting to read the rest of the notes. "Dont read the all at once Bin you need to keep them up for 5 months!"

Hyunjin

Walking around the hotel room with exhausted limbs and tired face. Hyunjin trued his utter best to stay awake and not pass out on top of his bed. Silence was coulding over the room besides his tired hums and cars driving outside the roads from his hotel room, the lamp by his nightstand being the only one turned on to not disturb his weak eyes. His suitcase was placed on top of his bed with clothes scattered literally everywhere his purpose with trying to keep oraginzation not really keeping up. It had been a long day, too long according to Hyunjin but flying from Seoul to LA wasn't always as pleasent as it sounded. Grabbing the last two shirts in his suitcase he furrowed confused when a light pink note caught his attention. " Bet you didn't expect this one here :-)" he quivered an eyebrow confused and moved the T-shirt to see another one. " But I've left these all around your clothes. You probably didn't noticed because I hid them inside shirts and pants." He let go of the note to find the T-shirt scattered on the bed lifted it up to his eyes. "You are the best thing that happened to me." A hug smile broke on his face the second he relized what you had been doing while he headed to the studio yesterday morning. It made a warn feeling of butterflies erupt in his stomach and for once the feeling of home didnt seem that far away any longer. He literally had to hold in not to check every single piece of clothing for notes because in the end he knew that getting a suprise every single day was almost like having you here by his side.

I hope you like it 🤍

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earthtoharlow · 1 year

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Sunday Kinda Of Love

chapter 4

AN: Shorter chapter, probably will be the last update until after Christmas. Work is getting really busy but enjoy!! Feedback is always welcome:)

Previous chapters

I hate the sound of the iPhone alarm.

It’s truly one of the world’s worst sounds, which is why I never set an alarm on my phone. I slowly open my eyes and blink the sleep away and slowly realize that I’m not back at my apartment. I was still under the pillow fort at Y/N’s place. We must have fallen asleep last night after watching the movie. I looked over and noticed Y/N, who was sleeping curled up next to me slightly. Her hair, which was normally straight, was starting to turn into light waves from being slept on all night. She looked beautiful. I was interrupted from my thoughts when that stupid alarm went off again.

Without disturbing Y/N while she slept I felt around for the phone. I was slightly confused when I found the phone in the bowl where we had the popcorn, nevertheless I grabbed it and turned off the alarm that was obviously set to wake Y/N up to get Brooklyn ready for school. Looking at her, I hated to wake her up. She looked so peaceful.

“Y/N” I whispered softly, and gently placed a hand on her. She let out a soft moan and continued to sleep. I said her name again slightly above a whisper, hoping she would hear me this time. Luckily, she did. My breath almost got stuck in my throat when she opened her beautiful brown eyes. She blinked slightly and looked at me.

“Urban?” She says my name softly, and sits up looking around. I give her a tired smile before saying “Morning? I guess we both fell asleep last night while watching the movie”

She let out the smallest of giggles “yeah, I guess we did huh?”

We laid in the fort enjoying the quiet early morning, the sun hadn’t even risen yet. After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I noticed y/n playing with her finger suddenly nervous, before I could mention it she started to speak.

“Urban, I had a really great time with you last night, I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun during movie night. I’d love to hang out with you again, maybe without Brooklyn?” I smiled a little hearing her say she had a great time and wanted to go on an actual date. I guess I was staring at her for too long without saying anything because she started rambling.

“Sorry if that was weird to say, that was totally too straightforward, I mean I practically still a stranger—“

I tried cutting her off by calling her name but she was too busy rambling

“Y/N.” I said trying again.

“I’m a single mother, I know that’s a lot of pressure to put on you, especially since you travel, seriously Urban I’m so sorry ignore the fact that I even asked—“

I did the only thing I could think of to shut her up,

I kissed her

I could hear the small gasp come from Y/N as my lips connected with hers, before she let out a moan almost just as fast and kissed me back. Her arms wrapped around me, playing with the curls at the back of my neck. The kiss ended seconds later, Y/N pulling away first, her fingers touching her lips like she couldn’t believe what just happened.

That might’ve been the best kiss in all my years on earth, I know I’m only 24 but damn, I could kiss her for the rest of my life and never get bored.

“I’m sorry, you just wouldn’t stop talking. I guess I know where Brooklyn gets her rambling from.” I cheekily say with a grin

Y/N let’s out the cutest giggle before shoving me lightly.

“Shut up, I hope you know that that won’t be happening until at least the third date.” Y/N says matter of factly before laying back down, silently deciding Brooklyn could miss one day of preschool.

“1 down, 2 more to go then.”

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3terna15unshin3 · 1 year

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Then Because She Goes

Pissed again, I’ve been dying to meet you

★ Chapter 9 of 15, 4075 words

★ Matty Healy x Original Female Character

★ warnings: none

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20 February, 2019

“I feel like we should’ve kept it curly,” debated Matty as the driver skipped over a bump on the road so intensely his rear almost left his seat. “Patti’s always right and all—but whenever my hair is straight I never hear the end of it. Not from the fans, not from my mum,”

Their whole team squished into the van that was now driving them to The O2. The nervous front man looked at himself in the grainy reflection of the iPhone camera app.

“Sorry, say that second sentence again? I didn’t catch it.” Patricia, the band’s stylist, responded.

“Patti’s always right—”

“Patti’s always right.” She repeated in unison with him, emphasising her point sternly and with a mischievous smile on her face. The guys laughed at the defeat on Matty’s face and continued teasing him, taking Patti’s side.

A hand, belonging to Adam, reached to run over the sleek hair, giving it a gentle pat. “There’s nothing you can do to change it, mate. It’s too late now.” He pointed out, only adding to his insecurity. “And it’s sort of James Bond-y. Classy. I like it.”

Sighing in relief, Matty smiled and thanked him. But, part of him was still unsure. He frantically adjusted it with his fingertips and grew frustrated as it refused to cooperate. “Actually, I need one more opinion,” he said, pulling out his phone.

“Do you guys mind if I ring someone?”

“Get over the hair Matty, it’s staying like that whether you like it or not.” George complained, “Who do you need to call right this second, anyway? About your hair?”

“Este.”

“Oh. I see.” A grin took over George’s face as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down to the rest of the guys.

“And Este is?” questioned Patti.

“You met her backstage before the Pryzm show last year. Filipino, black hair. Was with a short redhead?”

She nodded in realisation, now remembering the familiar name. Matty explained that he and Este had been seeing each other, but were only friends back when Patti was introduced to her. The stories he began to tell evoked more teasing from his band mates, but he was used to it.

When it died down, Matty sent Este a text to make sure she’d answer, before giving her a ring and seeing her face show up on his screen.

“Hey!” he greeted. “Say hi to Este, everyone,” The camera panned to the rest of the band, Patty, Jamie, and their bodyguards that surrounded him. They waved and threw excited hello’s and hey’s her way.

Este’s face lit up before pulling one of her hands away from holding her phone to wave at them. “Hi, guys! Happy Brits day! I’m so excited to see you guys win,” She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and heard various voices thank her.

“Don’t butter us up too much, love. You’ll get our hopes up.” responded Ross, forcing Matty to turn the screen towards him to get his point across.

She laughed, shaking her head. “I’m just being honest! Also—you all look great. Very dapper.”

“You remember Patti. She deserves all the credit,” claimed Matty. He kept the camera on himself so he could keep looking at Este.

Patricia muttered a quiet “Hi, darling!” from her seat, over Matty’s shoulder. She waved, but Este couldn’t see past his face that took up most of her screen.

“You’ve outdone yourself.” Este complimented, as a brief conversation about each of the guys’ outfits began. The two girls went on for a couple minutes, both interested in fashion and indulging in each other’s presence, before Matty interjected.

“That’s actually why I wanted to ring you, I needed your opinion on the straight hair. It’s a little floppy. Just regretting it a bit, I suppose, but everyone keeps telling me it looks good. What do you think?” He whined and turned his head back and forth so Este could fully see the style.

“I’ve seen floppier.” She defended. “And if anything, the event you should be looking sleek and classy for is the fucking Brit Awards, so it’s fitting. I like it. You can pull off any hairstyle.”

“See, I knew I needed to call you, E. You’ve convinced me.”

From beside Matty, George groaned in annoyance and swiftly grasped Este from the hands she was sitting in to virtually bring her in close. “Este, I hope you know that every single person in this van has been saying that exact thing for the past ten minutes and this dickhead still would not sway. So thank you for shutting him up.” said George.

This time, the laugh singing out of her mouth was far from a chuckle and echoed from deep in her belly. “It’s my pleasure,” she said through her laughter, “And while I’m here, George, I’m going to let you know that I like your outfit more than Matty’s…” Este whispered.

“Alright, mate. Now I see why you trust this girl’s opinions!”

After more bickering between the bandmates and some final, genuine compliments from Este, Matty was forced to hang up by their increasing close proximity to the arena. His tense and stressed demeanour seemed to drop, following the much needed reassurance through his phone and his girl. Hann, observing his noticeably calmer state, decided to say out loud what everyone else in the vehicle was thinking.

“You’re whipped, d’you know that?”

“I know.”

Este

Today 21:17 PM

Performance in 3 mins

Gonna shit the bed

You’re going to kill it !!!!!!

the O2 will be creaming their pants

Este

Please don’t talk about cream in pants when I’m about to go on stage

My bad

the O2 will be respectfully and appropriately reacting !

A giddy feeling burst in Este’s stomach when she and Cate heard The 1975 announced as the winners for both categories they were nominated for. The two of them sat comfortably next to each other on the sofa, all four eyes glued to the screen. It was surreal to see Matty up on the stage. Her heart raced as they performed. She struggled to make sense of it all.

With thumbs typing away, a congratulatory message was sent from Este. The adrenaline pumping allowed her to ramble a bit, not really caring about punctuation or formality. A matching run-on paragraph appeared in response, from Matty, who was equally excited by the accomplishment.

By the time she and Cate shut the television off and made their way to bed, Este caught some photos of the successful night on Instagram. A couple by their manager, some by their photographer, one by Patty. When she found one of Matty that made her flutter, she reposted it to her story. In the corner, the text read ‘FIT!’, before Este reposted another picture, this time of the whole band. For a caption, she typed ‘jk @the1975 is the best and they deserve every award x’.

8 April, 2019

Este had never had to memorise the time difference between South America and the UK until now. When she woke up on the rainy Monday morning that was April 8th, Matty’s birthday, she had to stop herself from giving him a call right away. It’s four in the morning in Columbia, Este, he won’t pick up, she thought. Although their communication had been pretty consistent since his travelling began, Este was still quite fearful of the possibility of bothering him; so she didn’t even send a text for him to wake up to. She’d wait until she knew Matty would be awake.

They were lucky that a lot of the beginning of their friendship lived on via text—so they were good at it. Sure, the 5 hours between Este in Manchester and Matty in a new South American city every day made it inconvenient at times, but they held their ground. Neither of them held grudges about response times, both just thankful to have each other there to confide in.

Matty told Este everything. She did the same, but her day-to-day was slightly less eventful than his, so it didn’t seem as important (though he thought otherwise). Whenever he was free, whether it was a couple of hours on a plane or a few minutes between songs during soundcheck, he managed to still be there for her. Este appreciated his efforts.

She constantly updated him on what books she read and gave him unsolicited reviews of them. He was happy to hear about them, especially once she finished Slouching Towards Bethlehem and pointed out that her favourite essays of the collection happened to be his favourites as well.

It was embarrassingly nerdy, and quite pretentious. Just the way they liked it.

Right after a dinner break during her Monday shift, her phone lit up with Matty’s name. He was calling. But, Este was juggling both putting in an order for a customer who had clearly woken up on the wrong side of the bed that morning and receiving a box of new inventory into the system; so she let it ring until it eventually stopped.

“Why do I have to pay if it’ll take weeks to come in? Shouldn’t I be able to keep my money until I have the product in my hand?”

Este bit her tongue to hold back the annoyance from peeking through in her voice as she responded, attempting to dumb the ordering process down for the stubborn customer. With much more convincing than usually needed, she finally got him to pay and leave the store. The stack of books still needing to be priced and shelved stared back at her intimidatingly, but with the many hours left in the work day to complete the task and the lack of customers occupying the shop, Este decided to call Matty back.

When she opened her phone, she saw some notifications from Matty after she didn’t pick up.

matty

Today 16:52 PM

Too busy for me now?????

Kidding, ring me when ur free pls x

Shaking her head and laughing at the desperation in his messages, that were now sent 11 minutes ago, Este clicked the button in his contact and held the device up to her ear. She heard the sound of it connecting.

“I was worried you might be dead,” Matty answered.

Her eyes rolled at his drama, even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “I was dealing with a customer. Just some stubborn boomer,” Este explained, “But you’ve got me now. No need to cry on me.”

“I’ll cry if I please, thanks very much. And now that I know you have time to talk I’m going to hang up and FaceTime you instead.” he clarified, ending the call before Este could even respond.

The incoming video call from Matty came through. Este glanced at the clock before answering. “Why did you hang up on me before I could even wish you a happy birthday?!”

“I didn’t call just to hear you wish me a happy birthday. Couldn’t care less about that. I wanted to see your face and hear your voice.”

His skin looked healthy and slightly tan. The hair on his head was significantly longer than when she last saw him in person; the sides growing fluffy and messily surrounding his ears. A chunky chain sat around his neck and a simple t-shirt clothed his torso. He was also newly thirty years old.

“How does it feel? Being thirty?” Este teased.

“Exactly fucking the same, actually. I am still very young and relevant.”

Este sat her phone down in front of a jar of pens and pencils to prop it up. Her hands raised to her defence. “Hey, I never ever said you weren’t young. You’re projecting.” She argued with a grin. “But actually, Happy Birthday. You should be partying, not calling me.”

Now it was Matty’s turn to look for the time. The only clock was the one glowing from the microwave; as he sat alone in his hotel room, waiting for a car to come to pick everyone up and drive down to the airport. They were catching a hefty red eye flight back to LA where they’d be in writing sessions for a couple of days before their first show back in America.

“It’s noon here, love. Definitely not party time. Not yet. Plus, I’ll be in Los Angeles by tomorrow. That’s when the partying will happen.” He pointed out, “I wish you were here, though. To celebrate with me.”

Este’s bottom lip jutted out. “Me too. Maybe I should book a flight to LA,” she joked.

His eyes lit up in false hope, realising that it wasn’t likely that she was serious. “Don’t tempt me.”

“I mean, I have always wanted to go to Coachella…” she teased. Giggling at the possibility, Matty’s ears perked with her response. Este shut him down quickly.

“But, how are you doing? Like, actually. No bullshit.”

A quietness fell over them as Matty messed with his hair to pause and answer with truth. She noticed that lately, in recent interviews (which Este found herself watching in secret whenever she missed him more than usual), he wasn’t afraid to take the time to think before answering a question. With furrowed eyebrows, and sometimes a stutter spilling out of his mouth to fill the space, Matty used words that were purposeful and thoughtful to him; instead of the constant wit and snarky charisma he usually hid behind. So, she wasn’t surprised or taken aback by his silence.

“It’s getting overwhelming quite quickly, to be honest. I think since these last couple of weeks have been festival shows in countries we barely come to. The fans out here are extra passionate—so I feel welcomed but also just so disoriented. Like, they feed me so much energy on stage, so much that I barely know what to do with it all, and carrying that with me once it’s over just sort of feels hard to do. But it’s still rewarding. I’m enjoying myself. I don’t know. Sorry, I’ll stop. Not really sure what I mean,”

“You could read me the dictionary and I’d listen. Please don’t apologise, or stop. Ever.” Este chuckled. “But I totally understand what you mean. You give so much of yourself up during these shows, for the fans. You need to remember to do stuff for you, too.”

The thoughtfulness of her response pinned a small smile of relief on his face.

“Yeah. The guys help a lot too. The fact that we’re all in it together. And that they’ve been my best mates since we were literal children and know me better that I know me. Probably helps a bit,” joked Matty, still playing with his hair. He wished it was Este’s hands doing the soothing action instead of his own. “I do need to do more just for me, though. You’re right. You’re always right, to be fair. And now that I think of it, this is probably the only thing I do for me—call and text you. You’re the closest I can get to feeling at home.”

——— 24 April, 2019

Este

Today 04:19 AM

Adding ‘If Cats Disappeared From The World’ by Genki Kawamura to my list of books Matty should read that Este likes but Matty probably won’t since he’s picky

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It’s one of the only books I’ve read recently with a male narrator and the way the author writes through him feels so Matty so i actually think u might like it

Today 05:25 AM

Also one more thing

kind of fucked that you go over to America and suddenly add I Couldn’t Be More In Love to the setlist

Not impressed

Many hours later, when Matty peeled his eyes awake, he clicked on the photo to read what she’d sent after chuckling at her final couple of messages. The passage read:

“To live means to cry, to shout, to love, to do silly things, to feel sadness and joy, to laugh, even to experience horrible, frightening things. Beautiful songs, beautiful scenery, nausea, people singing, planes flying across the sky, the thundering hooves of horses, mouthwatering pancakes, the endless darkness of space, cowboys firing their pistols at dawn….”

“And next to all the movies that play on a loop inside my head sit the images of friends, lovers, and family who were with me when I watched them…”

“…I’ve been stringing together the movies I've seen like rosary beads. All that human hope and disappointment held together by a thread.”

He continued to be blown away by Este’s skill of knowing exactly what type of words would stick with him and which ones washed away easily. The optimist he saw in Este shone through the beginning of the quote, while the powerful and matter-of-fact sentence that wrapped it up turned it slightly sideways. It provoked a rather existential train of thought; Matty getting lost in the image for a couple of minutes as he thought about the fragility of what surrounded him.

To respond to her message about the addition of her favourite song off of A Brief Inquiry (a choice Matty fought for with Este subconsciously in mind) to the set, he took a copy of tomorrow’s setlist. A sharpie gripped in his hands stroked out its title, blacking out I Couldn’t Be More In Love. He snapped a photo and sent it.

Este

Today 10:02 AM

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Tomorrow’s set

For you

In solidarity

——— 9 May, 2019

Sam stuck around for an extra few hours after some car problems that held him back in the morning. Having the company was nice, and Este couldn’t remember the last time their shifts had overlapped for more than even an hour—so she and her boss spent the time happily getting tasks done as a team and enthusiastically chatting.

But, since his position as the owner of the shop forced him to be strapped with piles of monthly paperwork to fill, Este was typically the one greeting and helping customers whenever the door chimed. So, when a girl walked in and asked for some recommendations, she was the one to take care of it.

A dark grey beret sat over her blonde hair and right above her sparse eyebrows that framed the graphic purple eyeliner drawn on her skin. Her voice was soft and polite as she spoke kindly to Este, who walked with her through the shelves. Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at The End of The Lane poked out of the bag slung over her shoulder, inspiring similar suggestions to blaze through the Greenhouse worker’s mind as they got closer and closer to the fantasy shelves.

“Coraline has been a favourite of mine for probably, like, over ten years. I’m glad you came here with a Gaiman book.” Este shared excitedly.

“This is actually the first one I’ve ever read! If you know his stuff well I’d love suggestions of similar styles or other books by him you’d recommend. Only just getting into fantasy now,”

Luckily, Este tracked down a copy of Coraline that was in good condition, to hand it to her. “If you’ve seen the film, you’ll love the book. This one and Stardust are my favourites and are quite consistent with his ‘magical realism mixed with horror’ type of style.” she suggested. “But, if you want to read some fun fantasy that’s a little more lighthearted and will for sure get you into the genre, I love Howl’s Moving Castle. It’s super fun and an easy read. I don’t think we have a copy right now, though.”

The girl in the beret, who Este soon learned was named Alex, listened intently to her ramble, before picking two of the suggestions offered and bringing them up to the till as they continued conversing. Small talk in the shop always came around to the classic ‘So what’s the best thing you’ve read recently?’ discussion—an easy topic that most thought of to fill the silence at the register. Alex followed suit and asked her.

“I just read a Joan Didion book for the first time, and it was really great. Essays have always freaked me out but they’re way less intimidating than I thought,” she answered and scanned Coraline and Piranesi for Alex to buy.

She pulled out her debit card. “What made you want to start getting into essays? I don’t read much non-fiction myself,”

”It was because of a friend of mine, actually, who has gotten me to read a couple of essay collections so far.” Hesitation could be heard in Este’s voice. Knowing that she was talking about Matty and calling him her friend was odd—but she couldn’t figure out what else to call him. “And they’ve all impressed me. I think he’s just one of those people whose taste I admire and trust, so it didn’t seem as scary when I knew he liked them.”

“I trust your taste too, Este, so I’m excited to read these. Thank you for the help.” Alex said as she shoved the used novels into her bag, smiling widely.

Este smiled back. “No worries. It’s been my pleasure,”

But, when leaving for the back room to track down Sam, she heard a “Wait!” from the front of the store.

Alex stood in the door, one foot stuck out to prop it open as she spoke through the gap. “Sorry if this is forward, but I’d love to take you out sometime. For coffee, maybe, if you’re free. And available.”

Oh god. She’s asking me out, panicked Este internally.

As flattering as it was, especially coming from a person as beautiful as Alex, there wasn’t a cell in her body that could perceive romance with anyone that wasn’t the curly-headed band boy that was across the world from her. Awkwardly spluttered words in Este’s head attempted to be strung together into sentences to let Alex down gently.

“That’s super sweet of you,” she started, “But I’m not single at the moment.”

The sentence scared her. A lack of better wording made it sound like Este was in a relationship, but considering the parameters of one, she wasn’t sure if it was even true. Either way, it got the job done—leaving her frozen in place with embarrassment and forcing the customer out of the door.

“Oh, don’t worry about it! Enjoy your day,” Alex said as she left.

Bright blond hair belonging to the store owner poked around the corner of the doorway to Greenhouse’s back room. Sam, being nosy, and having heard the entire exchange, wondered his way into Este’s love life.

“Since when are you not single anymore?”

13 May, 2019

matty

Today 19:33 PM

Hi darling

Been working on this today, I want opinions

1 Audio Message

Geniusly suspended chords on acoustic guitar could be heard in the background when Este pressed play. A couple of instrumental measures sounded before Matty’s voice crept in.

“You are mine, I’ve been drowning in you,”

The ‘Keep’ option was immediately underneath her thumb as Este knew she would want to come back to what she was hearing. His vocals sounded timid and frail. The guitar drowned them out. It was hard to make out what words he was saying, but the feeling was there, and enough. The hair on Este’s arms stood up.

Today 19:38 PM

Goosebumps

Genuinely so beautiful

Sing me to sleep pls???

If you asked me to I would

So u like it????

Yes matty of course I like it

Sounds very very fresh and not like anything I've heard before, but what's new that's always how it is with you x

Only critique is u need to annunciate bc I can't tell what ur going on about

Don’t wanna spoil just wanted to make sure the vibe was right u know

You’ll get the lyrics once it’s recorded. I think you’ll be the only one who gets it

you just looooove being cryptic don't you

Yeah

For no reason in particular :)

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chessyhoward · 5 months

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"Give me a twirl, Chessy!"

Her little sister's face dominated the entirety of her phone screen, so that Chess could see right up Genevieve Howard's nose. Chess suppressed a giggle, filled with an ridiculous fondness for her younger sister. Between the time zones, Chess being busy with Hazel, and Genevieve planning a wedding, the Howard sisters rarely got the time to chat. So Chess soaked up whatever time with her sister she possible could. Whether that be a quick FaceTime before bed, or walking down a busy New York street. If the other woman called, Chess always answered.

"Fine!" Chess pretended to roll her eyes, standing up and setting her phone down across the room. Propping her iPhone up against a cart filled with complimentary snacks and fancy bottled water, Chess checked her outfit in the screen, watching as Gen clapped her hands together and wolf whistled.

"It's so fancy in there. Let me see... pleather skirt, white shirt, chunky boots... Francesca Howard, is that Jaxxy's racing jacket?" gasped Gen, her voice tinny through the speakers.

Chess blushed immediately, jogging to the phone as best she could in heels so she could snatch it back up, curls bouncing around her shoulders.

"He came over last week to give Hazel her Christmas present, he might have left it behind... and it goes with my outfit!"

Chess tugged at the stiff leather, admiring herself in the outfit. She knew very little about Jax's job, except that it meant he had ownership of a very stylish nineties Ferrari jacket, something Chess had been coveting for years. Gen snorted on the other end of the phone, shaking her head.

"Tongues will wag, sis." Gen tsked, causing Chess to roll her eyes for the second time in about five minutes.

"Yeah, I'm sure everyone will think I'm bonking Jackson Otto." she laughed, flicking her hair over her shoulder. It was common knowledge in close circles that Jax had no interest in anything Chess, nor any woman had to offer, although the girls who wrote explicit Fanfiction about him from the comfort of their bedrooms had yet to catch on to this glaring fact.

At that, Chess lifted her head as she heard a rap at the door to the press room. Dropping her voice to a whisper, Chess held the reciever up to her mouth.

"I have to go, Gen. Enjoy cake tasting, okay?"

"Okay!" her sister whispered back, "break a leg, Cheshire Cat!"

Hanging up abruptly, Chess shoved her phone into the depths of Jax's jacket pocket just as the door swung open, revealing one of the most beautiful women Chess had ever seen in real life.

"Francesca?" she queried, juggling a clipboard and coffee cup so that she could hold a hand out to Chess, in a haze of strong-smelling perfume and bright smiles. "I'm Meg Davis, the social media manager."

Taking her hand, Chess gave it a soft shake, offering her a bright smile.

"Just Chess is okay, really. That's the name I use on Instagram." she explained. Meg showed all her teeth when she smiled and managed to both look incredibly sexy yet approachable at the same time. She wondered if there was a way to ask her how she did it without sounding like she was flirting.

"Alrighty, Just Chess. You want to see where the magic happens?"

Nodding eagerly, Chess shoved her hands in her pockets as she followed Meg out of the press room and out into the small studio. There were a handful of Instagram hopefuls, like herself, who had already been set loose on the models, the free samples, the table from craft services. The whole place was bustling with activity, no matter where Chess looked, a harried intern was running holding fistfuls of clothing, a model Chess had pinned to her Pinterest board a thousand times over had sprung to life and was reviewing her photos from behind the camera. The brunette's heart felt fit to burst. This was a small facet of the fashion industry, but it was the closest Chess had ever come to being on the inside. What was the quote? Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. Chess was certain she could die happy here.

Realising Meg had been talking to her, Chess nodded eagerly, trying to tune back in to the tail end of her speech.

"... So you'll have free reign to vlog and take photos of the day, the models, and of course, the clothes. Pretty much anything you want as long as you're not in the way of the actual shoot. And then you'll be expected to put something on your feed about the free samples, ca-peesh?" she said, drawing out her words, and raising a single eyebrow at Chess to make sure she understood. Chess pressed her signature red lips together, nodding eagerly.

"Really, we just want you guys to have fun. We'll probably get some photos of you all at the end, if that's okay?"

The thought of being behind a professional camera was kind of terrifying to the young Mum. Chess was used to her own iPhone set up, her carefully posed selfies that got all of her best angles in. But she smiled and nodded nevertheless, she feared she was beginning to resemble a nodding dog, actually. Remembering to use her words she chirped, "Amazing!"

Giving Chess' arm a little squeeze, Meg dismissed herself with a, 'have fun!' and a little wave, before skittering off in her kitten heels to... do whatever social media managers did. Talk to more Instagram girlies like herself, she supposed.

Peering around at the chaos, Chess wondered where to start. Everyone else seemed so incredibly confident, chattering animatedly to their front-facing cameras and flirting with the photographer and models. She was used to doing everything from the comfort of her plush bedroom, not putting herself on blast in front of four other infuencers with higher follower counts, better equipment and more confidence than herself.

Deciding to start small, and with her favourite part, Chess wandered over to the clothing rack. Her stomach fizzed with delight as she approached the rich fabrics, feeling very much the desire to make like young Lucy Pevensie entering Narnia and dive right in, burying her face in the luxurious fabrics. She managed to contain herself, and settled for taking her phone out, swiping into the camera and starting to record.

She took a few arty shots of her running her perfectly manicured nails over the fabrics, figuring she could edit it into a bigger Instagram reel later. It would be cool to get some shots of her surroundings, work up to the scary stuff. Using her free hand, Chess shook a few dresses loose from the rack, holding each one up to the camera to show them off. They were pieces Chess could only dream of owning.

Panning away from the clothing rack, Chess began filming the overhead exposed lighting, figuring it would be good for something. Perhaps she could do a slow pan of the whole studio? Dropping her camera, Chess began to execute her, rather brilliant, idea, only to find herself filming the naked torso of a male model.

Nearly dropping her phone in shock, Chess juggled her iPhone from one hand to the other before finally catching it, holding it tight against her chest.

"Oh, sugar." Chess blushed, peering up apologetically at the man. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were..."

Chess gestured towards the man's glistening chest, trying not to stare anymore than she already had. Her eyes moved from her phone, to the man, and back again, feeling her eyes grow comically wide and her face red. Oh, she might as well give up and go home now.

"I'm here with Meg, for the... social media outreach thing? I'm not like a... sex pest."

Squeezing her phone tight, she choked out, "I'll delete your, um...shirtlessness."

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tv-girllover07 · 5 months

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Dead Phone📱

Craig Poole x fem!reader

Movie: Mr Harrigan’s Phone

Part 1

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You and Craig have been friends for a long time your parents went to school together and they both went though there pregnancy’s together your dad passed when you were young you were only 4 so you don’t really remember him much then a few years later Craig’s mom passed away it was hard on both of you cause she was like a second mom but it was harder on him cause she was his real mom.

But after two years he was still trying to get over it and when it was Sunday you and your mom and Craig and his dad would go to church and while we stood up from our seats we hear the door open and shut, Craig and I turn to see Mr. Harrigan while he sits down and Craig gets called up to do the reading, once he done the reading he sit back down and turning to Mr. Harrigan who nods his head at him. After church mom and I go home and later that evening mom gets a call and says it’s for me and it’s Craig saying that Mr. Harrigan hired him to read to him and after a while Craig would invite me to the readings but I would always help Edna clean around the house we have been going to Mr. Harrigan’s house three times a week for five years and got payed five dollar an hour and got red devil scratches on special occasions.

But that was a few years ago things have changed Craig and I are still friends but we both changed we both went though puberty he got taller and his voice got a little deeper but he still had a baby face which I found cute, while he went though that I got boobs and an ass and got a little taller and grew my hair out

(Y/n POV)

Now we are both in high school there wasn’t a school in Harlow so we had to be bused in to Gates Falls. Billy Ueberroth's older brother, Mike, or U-Boat, as everybody called him had already been in the deep end, came out unscathed, and had agreed to show us the ropes if we paid him, Craig and I turn our heads and see U-boat laughing hysterically at a comic he was reading. I lean my head on his shoulder let out a sigh “Today’s going to be a long day” “Yep” he replied

Once the bus stop and we got off the bus U-boat tapped our shoulders and we each give him five dollars, “Sweet alright boys and girls, time to show you where the bodies are buried.” U-boat spoke and we start to walk forward, we take about five steps before we’re stopped “And stop, give me your eyes and ears dangerously lies ahead, now on your left…” we all stare to the left “Don’t stare. Don’t venture over there unless you’re looking for a black eye, lung cancer, or a tattoo” U-boat spoke to all of us, Craig and I look back to our left and see this tall kid with long black hair giving us a death glare and Craig and I look back at U-boat and we walk into the school.

“You see, hazing is forbidden at Gates Falls High, but that doesn't mean it don't happen. You're gonna have to steel yourself acquire a cold eye and a mean look. Don’t take any shit or your years here will be hell It's just like prison do your time under the radar.” U-boat continued talking and you could see a kid at the vending machine struggling to get his drink out so U-boat slammed his hand at the top and you could hear the drink fall and you could hear the kid say thanks,

“And don't think all this doesn't apply to you, Margie, Y/n those senior girls are mean as pythons they don't strike at once but enjoy squeezing the life out of you over the course of the year.” U-boat said to us and Margie and I stop walking for a moment but we catch up with them and I walk beside Craig and we get to the cafeteria “Last stop of the tour the cafeteria this is where the popular kids hang out.”

“They all have smartphones” Craig said “Motorola Razer, Samsung table over there in the corner and that is the Apple table.” “What…iPhones just came out how did they get them?” Craig asked “Because they're the popular kids.” U-boat replied “We gotta get phones” Billy said and the bell rings and Craig and I get to math.

(Craigs POV)

When you grow up in a small town and are suddenly exposed to an alien world, your universe expands. You see strange and different faces. Some of them are friendly. but others, sometimes others seem drawn to you in a dark way, to not like you and for no reason.

I turn back to look at y/n and she looks up and smiles at me and I look back at the bored and my checks flushed, class was over and y/n and I walk down the hallway to towards the stairs we were stop by that tall kid earlier “Hey! How you doing? I saw you earlier, Short Bus.” He has a brown paper bag in his hands and looks at y/n

“Take it, look inside” I take the bag from her and look inside “Shoe polish?” I asked “Every freshman shines and you two are gonna shine mine on the shitter.” He said to the both of us “We have to get to class.” I said to him so y/n and I could leave but he didn’t let us.

”No, not until you shine my boots.” I look to my left and see a teacher coming up the stairs and I look back at him “No” “No is a mistake you don’t wanna make” he said and looks at y/n “Shine my boots, or I feed this can of polish to you.” But before he could do anything we hear another voice “Boys…and girl, is there a problem here?” She asked us

“No, no problem” I said and hand the bag back to him, “What's in the bag? It wouldn't happen to be a hazing kit, would it?” “No” the black haired kid said while laughing “We gotta get to class” before we could move she stops us “Wait what’s your name?” She asked me “Um Craig” I said to the teacher and she looked at y/n “What’s yours?” “It’s y/n ma’am” “Okay what’s in the bag, Craig?” She asked me

“Umm…it’s…half a sandwich he was asking us if we wanted it” I said to her and looked back at y/n “Hmm. Okay” the teacher said and walked away and y/n and I make our way down the stairs “You’re gonna regret this” he said to y/n and I “I just saved your ass you should be saying thank you.” I said to him “Fuck your thanks new boy”

“You don’t know us what did we do to you?” Y/n asked him being confused “You tried to show me up” he yelled at us “You just should’ve shined, short bus you should’ve shined” he said and walked away, y/n and I continue walking down the stairs “Kid had some serious issues” y/n with a laugh.

(Y/n POV)

The rest of the day was a blur and went by fast and we get to Craig’s house I don’t really need to call my mom cause she know that if I’m not at school or Mr. Harrigan’s house then I’m at Craig’s.

Once we’re in the door we take off our coats and slide off our jackets and walk towards the stairs “Hey there he is, oh hey y/n good to see you, first day of high school how was it?” Craig’s dad asked us “Good” Craig replied

“That’s it? Just good?” Craig laughs lightly “Okay it was great” he said sarcastically “You have, uh, all the right supplies?” “Yeah” Craig said softly “What about your teachers? You like ‘em?” His dad asked like the good dad he is “Good dad it’s all good, Okay?” Craig said getting a little stressed with the conversation “Yeah, okay well if you need anything, just uh…ask that going for you too Y/n”

“Alright thank you” “Hey y/n you can go upstairs I’ll be there in a second” Craig said while looking at me “alrighty” and when I’m going upstairs I could hear there conversation “Dad can I get a cell phone?” “What do you need a cell phone for?” “For instance, I need help or I need to call 911.” “We live in a town so small you can shout and I’ll show up.” “Okay” is all Craig said and went upstairs.

Part 2>

#jaeden martell x reader #jaeden martell #jaeden martell smut #mr.harrigans phone #Craig #sadgirl #tw death #fem!reader #🤰🏻#mgmt #spotify

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darkjanet2 · 7 months

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Chapter 22: The Sorrow of Sonic's Heart

The next day, they were sent back to Earth safely, the citizen were cheering on them, throwing confetti in their faces and the media had gone wild. Even some press members questioned their involvement with the war and how it would affect relations between humans and alien races. As if this was not bad enough, Sonic had a great time with the reporters before returning to his home in San Francisco.

When the sun had set, Sonic and the others separated and went to their homes, Sonic went to his house, closed the door behind him, and sighed sadly. He went upstairs to the bathroom, switched the light on, and turned on the shower. He felt the temperate warmth run down his hand if it was hot enough. He then took off all his gloves and shoes, threw them into the laundry basket, and jumped in the shower. The water ran down to his body, soothing him like a warm caress. He closed his eyes and let himself enjoy the feeling. Sonic knew he would have to get dressed again soon. Sonic opened his eyes in sadness and leaned his head against the cool wall. He missed Shadow already. He wanted to see his lover’s face as much as his own, but even more than that, he needed him by his side right now. It wasn’t so bad being away from ARK, he had always liked being free to fly around whenever he wanted, he just wished Shadow could be there too. But Shadow was dead. After showering, Sonic out of the shower and brushed his teeth for a second time, he put on his pajamas. He laid down and got comfortable under the covers. Sonic didn’t know if he could sleep for tonight. He stared at the ceiling until he finally drifted off into a deep slumber, filled with dreams of Shadow. The night passed without any disturbances.

The next morning, the sun was rising to the sky, and the birds were chirping, enjoying their beautiful new morning. Sonic groaned as he opened his eyes groggily, he rolled over and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. The clock next to him said it was 7 a.m. Sonic got out of his bed, walked to his window, and opened the curtain. He gazed out, the scenery was lovely and peaceful. Sonic frowned. It was a shame that Shadow couldn’t be here with him. Sonic knew he wasn’t going to be able to go through this day alone, not anymore.

'Shadow isn't there anymore. Why am I still thinking about him?' Sonic thought. 'Because he will never come back.'

He walked to his nightstand and opened the drawer, he took out Shadow's Inhibitor Ring that he kept for a whole time. A gold glow emanated from the ring and it shimmered in the sunlight. Sonic sighed softly as he stroked the ring with his finger.

"I wish you were here, Shadow," he whispered. Sonic frowned slightly. His mind began to wander to thoughts about their first meeting when he met Shadow, their time fighting each other, falling in love with each other, fighting against the FInal Hazard. And Shadow sacrificed himself for him. Sonic closed his eyes and frowned. "I hope you can see me today," whispered Sonic.

He put the ring back in the drawer and closed it. He went downstairs to the kitchen to make some cereal. He walked to the living room, sat on a couch, and turned on a TV to watch MTV. He was watching Ridiculousness while eating his cereal. After he finished his breakfast, he went to the kitchen to rinse the bowl out and put it in the dishwasher. He then went back to the living room and MTV for the next show. He watched Jersey Shore, which started playing after ten minutes. Sonic held the pillow to his torso and continued watching the program while he waited for it to end. As his ring rang, he picked up his iPhone 15 Pro Max, and this ID caller was Amy Rose. Sonic put the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hi, Sonic!" chirped Amy.

"Eh, hey, Amy," he replied awkwardly. There was a pause. "What's up?" he asked.

"Nothing much. I just wanted to see how you are doing," said Amy.

"Oh, I'm doing fine, Amy. Just watching TV," said Sonic.

"Oh, okay. Well, I was wondering if you want to hang out with me today," said Amy.

'Do I really have to do this? What if I say no? If I don't hang out with her, she will get depressed,' he thought to himself.

"Uh, yeah, sure! I'm kinda bored watching TV. So where to?" he asked.

"To the amusement park!" exclaimed Amy happily. Sonic raised his eyebrow. He knew she loved roller coasters and rides, but he never expected her to ask him to join her on one. Sonic didn’t mind though, he enjoyed hanging out with her. Besides, what fun does it be watching movies on TV every day?

"Yeah, sounds good," said Sonic.

"Great! I'll see you at 11 AM," said Amy.

"Okay. Bye, Amy," he hung up as he laid his head back and groaned in frustration. "Oh, why do I have to hang out with her?" He sighed and got up from the couch. Sonic looked out the window at the view of the city below him. "Maybe it would be better to hang out with someone else instead..." he muttered.

Sonic thought, "If Shadow were here, he would hang out with me.".

He headed upstairs to freshen up, he took a shower, brushed his teeth, combed his quills, and put on a pair of white gloves and a pair of red and white sneakers. He locked the door and ran to the destination to the amusement park. As he arrived at the amusement park, he saw Amy in a beautiful red dress featuring a white sheer bodice panel with a red polka dot design, front ribbon lace-up accents, and ruffled white lace trim. Thick shoulder straps with ruffled trim along with the removable bow on the back. A white trim on the hem of the skirt. She even wore a red rose headband, and she wore red boots with bowknot dangling with pearls.

Amy saw Sonic and waved at him, "Hi, Sonic!" she called.

'Why is she wearing like that?' he asked in thought.

"Hey, Amy," he waved at her.

Amy smiled and ran towards him. They met up near the entrance of the park. "So, ready for our first date?" she asked.

Sonic grinned and chuckled lightly. "Yeah, I guess. Let's go." They walked together in silence till they reached the entrance of the park. They stopped at the gate and Amy ordered two tickets for Sonic and herself. They entered the park. Sonic looked around and he noticed all sorts of rides. Some had attractions for kids, while others had games and food stands. Sonic asked Amy if she wanted to ride the Ferris Wheel. Amy nodded and took his hand as they walked to the Ferris Wheel. Sonic and Amy climbed the stairs and began riding the Ferris Wheel to see the beautiful view of the city of San Francisco, surrounded by skyscrapers, buildings, roads, and bridges, and the ocean far far away from them. Sonic looked at Amy and admired how happy she seemed. Sonic smiled at her happiness, it made him feel happy too. After they went down on the Ferris wheel, Amy said they wanted to ride some more. Sonic hesitated but agreed.

They rode a few rides, both enjoying each other's company, but mostly they enjoyed looking at the sights around the park. Eventually, they decided to sit down for a rest on the bench and look at everything. Amy sat beside him and grabbed his arm. Sonic looked down at her, and he saw that she was holding his hand. Amy smiled at him and she was about to kiss him, but she heard Sonic's stomach growling. Sonic blushed in embarrassment and looked at the ground.

"We should eat something before we go back to the park," she giggled.

"Y-yeah," Sonic laughed nervously.

They went to the food court nearby, Sonic ordered a chili dog and a Pepsi, and Amy ordered a patty melt with Pepsi. The cooker prepared their orders and gave them food as Amy paid him. They headed to the table and ate their food. After they finished their lunch, Sonic looked around and saw a game booth selling games and stuff.

"Let's play some games," suggested Amy.

Sonic nodded and they headed towards the arcades. It was crowded with people playing games of all kinds. Races were being held, shooting was being done, darts were being thrown, and laser guns were being fired. His attention was drawn to the games he liked best. As he explored the booths, he selected four games: one shooter, a racing game, a shooting game, and an air hockey game.

"Which games do you want to play?" asked Amy.

"I'll do the racing car," said Sonic.

Amy nodded, "Okay!"

Sonic put the token inside the slot and began racing the game. Sonic won all his races and won one more game. Amy cheered him on. When he finished racing all of his racing games, Sonic glanced at the screen in front of him. He gasped as he saw who won most of his racing games. Sonic was in first place! Sonic was so shocked that he forgot to take his token and win another race. Amy came over to console him.

"Wow! You're very good! I didn't know that you could beat me in everything! That's amazing!" said Amy.

He shrugged in a proud manner, "Well, duh, I'm the best at racing," he said with a smile on his face.

Amy giggled and placed her hand on top of his, "Well, I must admit, you're the best at racing. Maybe you should become champion of racing instead of just being a hero," she giggled again.

"Nah, I'd rather be a hero than just be a hero, ya know?" said Sonic.

"Sure thing. But still, you're awesome, Sonic," Amy smiled.

"Thanks," Sonic replied. He glanced at his watch and noticed that it was already 6 p.m. it was getting late.

"Hey, Amy. Do you wanna go home now?" asked Sonic. Amy looked at the time on her iPhone and it was pretty late.

"You're right, it's getting late. Let's walk home together," said Amy.

Both of them stood up and began walking together. They walked to the street that they lived on, which was only a couple blocks away. As they arrived at Amy's house, they walked to the doorstep. They turned around and faced each other. Amy stood on her toes and kissed Sonic on the cheek.

"That was so nice. Have a great night!" she said, smiling.

"You too. See you tomorrow," he replied.

"See ya, Sonic," she replied as she closed the door. Sonic turned around and headed for his own house. He started running behind with a blue streak through the traffic light. As he arrived home, he unlocked the door to enter his home, shut the door, and locked it. He then leaned his head back to the door and sighed heavily.

"Ugh, that was awkward. Why did I agree to it? Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it now. At least I killed boredom," he grumbled and walked upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth. He went to his bedroom and flopped down on his bed exhausted. He sighed as he turned off the lights and curled himself into a ball. He shed tears and hugged his pillow tight. He wanted Shadow so badly. His eyes stung with tears and he felt hot tears streaming down his face. He buried his face deeper into the pillow and sobbed. He wished he could go to sleep, but he couldn't because he kept remembering the kiss. He missed Shadow so much. He wanted to see him so bad. He just wanted to spend time with him. Sonic continued crying himself to sleep.

'Shadow... I wish you were here...' Sonic thought sadly.

#fanfiction #sonic adventure 2 #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #enemies to lovers #yaoi bl

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lauvra · 1 year

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6/02/2023 - 6pm The light is even, sky fair blue from outstretched end to end of my comprehension. I was sitting reading a small book I bought days ago as part a tenderly packaged collection from an op shop on Sydney road. The Meek One by Fyodor Dostoyevsy. I had only just digested the line ‘The kind and meek don’t resist for long, and although they are by no means very open, they don’t at all know how to avoid a conversation: they answer grudgingly, but they answer and the longer it goes on, the more they answer...’ when the already distracting sound of dogs wrestling ahead of me was drowned out by some teenaged commotion behind me. ‘Give me back my fucking board!’ I could already sense eyes on the situation and resisted shifting my own until I realised it’s irresponsible to remain wilfully unaware of my surroundings. I turned to see a man likely in his thirties being confronted by two boys who were filming and demanding a return of their stolen property. This scenario felt very much a typical part of life and growing up and I was tempted not to care enough to watch until the tension was pulled tight enough to envision the unfair distribution of masculine collision and instead honoured my obligation as a witness. When I had first sat down to read, I noticed the physique of a man who’d brought a dog along. I’m pretty sure his dog was named Pfizer, so the naturally attractive man scored a second point for humour and a third for my observed nature of his dog. As the situation between the skaters ramped up, I noted that the boys were loud but nervous and bravely standing up for one another. Next thing, this fit man stepped up to the occasion to earn a fourth point in confronting the grown ass man standing off with these children. As all seemed resolved enough, the aggressor having handed over the board now chowing into a subway sandwich; I turned to settle back into my afternoon by rolling a cigarette, although I suspected doing so might encourage this man to approach me next. Which is exactly what happened, so before he could sit I offered him one. He declined but sat by me introducing himself as Brad. I’d have preferred he wanted a cigarette, noting his red eyes. He asked if I had a dog, I basically said that I didn’t get the memo. He said he had one and handed me his clean black iPhone to browse pictures while he continued with his sandwich. I noticed his home screen displayed a photo of a woman and that one of the last taken in the reel was of a pokies screen. I thought it was a calculated move to hand me, a stranger, a high valued possession of his own. His dog was beautifully kempt, had kind eyes and the name Yuki. A golden retriever approached us, another kindly older man in tow. The canine stared deeply and patiently into the eyes of the man beside me. Brad said there was onion in his sub. The men made small talk, the dog lost interest. When they left I stared across from us at the gathering of various breeds of this animal and said aloud ‘I always wonder how they get along’ Brad said most of the time they don’t. I wasn’t really thinking about dogs. ‘What are you up to, anyway?’ ‘I finished work and thought I’d sit in the park and enjoy my book.’ ‘Sorry.’ ‘Don’t be, the dogs were distracting before you were.’ I told him I was heading off and we spoke those casual parting words and I thought about myself and whether I was meek, but I never feel meek anymore. When you spend a lot of time considering human nature, when you know what people are capable of, when you realise you have both mastery and no chance in hell at controlling anything, you lose a lot of fear. Still I watched I wasn’t followed home, and knew I’d write it all down. Just in case we see each other again.

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dxfiedfxte-a · 2 years

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Minato’s 24th Birthday || Accepting for 24 hours

@bluescarfvivi sent: It wasn't too difficult finding out when her boyfriend's birthday rolled around. Many of his online fans already addressed the upcoming date of the paranormal investigator, which included fancams or selfies taken at the most random locations. The glitz and glam of popularity never suited her but Vivi always supported Minato in all his endeavors

Today, it would be special, for the two of them to fully enjoy Minato's special day. After sending him a text invitation to her apartment, the bluenette set out on her day of errands. Picking up certain foods he enjoyed, and nearly clearing the snacks section from her local grocer, or finding one last minute present perfect for her fellow ghost hunter. Time flew by without Vivi realizing the sun almost tucked beneath the horizon.

With a little help from her canine companion, everything was set. Just in time as Vivi greeted the boy in blue at her door. "Hold up!! Hold up! I need you to close your eyes, and keep them shut tight!" No peeking whatsoever. If he did comply, Vivi slipped a hand in his kneading her fingers through Minato's and gently guiding him inside her home. "Okay...aaaaaaaand OPEN!"

Displayed across her kitchen counter was a very large sheet cake with two lit candles stuck on either end. Customized to his liking as well! Little ghosts roamed across the icing message, all coming from the largely sculpted haunted house taking a corner of the cake. "Happy Birthday MinMin~! There's a lot more where that came from too!"

Presents, of course, awaited Minato on the couch. Two gifts, in smaller-sized boxes but each were crafted by Vivi's own hands. They were the best kinds of gifts, after all. The first was a small, jewelry sized box wrapped in blue paper. An official Mystery Skulls Investigation Team pin awaited Minato's curiosity, although it glimmered a shiny blue in the light. They worked together for so long on joint investigations, of course Vivi would consider him a part of her team even with him having a crew of his own. The second appeared slightly larger, and more elongated than the first. He would find a handknit scarf beneath wrapped tissue paper. A dark blue matching the wavy locks of his hair, patterned with little ghosts and stars all across the fabric.

"I thought we could have a night indoors for your birthday, considering you probably out all day celebrating." The girl smiled sweetly, squeezing his hand lightly and reaching out to kiss his cheek. "You can stay the night here too, I bet you're looking forward to some birthday cuddles with me~."

And so the day was finally here, the time of year that everyone celebrated their day of existence in the world, his birthday. Usually, whenever his birthday would come around, he never did anything special for it, especially in the past when he was a different person in his teenage years, although he did find worth in actually enjoying his birthday these days, in most cases, he was always too busy with work, even on his birthday. While he got a bunch of heartfelt birthday wishes from his dear friends through text and sometimes phone calls, even video calls, commonly through Facebook since he had an android smartphone, as he preferred those over apple iPhones.

After taking a look at his work schedule for the oncoming week and making a mental note of the locations he would be investigating in the new week, he felt his phone vibrate, curious, Minato pulls out his smartphone and sees that he had a text message, at first he thought it was another one of his old friends, until he saw the name on top the text chat in his contacts, it was from his girlfriend Vivi the lead investigator of Mystery Skulls, a fellow crew of Paranormal Investigators, and a group that him and his crew from Paranormal Quest had collaborated with on many investigations, in fact, his new season had at least five different locations where PQ and MSI did a joint investigation, and even more in the last season, which only helped strengthen their relationship even more over time, which lead to them being a happy couple ever since, the both of them were busy, but made time for each other whenever it was possible.

Reading the text, she had invited him over to her place, given that he hadn’t seen her since their last collaboration about a month or two ago, he was already excited to see her again. As preoccupied as their careers kept them, the two would always find time to spend together, those joint investigations being one of those examples, not only did they get to investigate together, but it also gave them a good excuse to see each other. Now that he thought about it, this would be the first time they saw each other outside of work in quite a little while, so he knew tonight would be special, even if her text appeared to sound casual, he knew that she likely had something planned, and he was ecstatic about seeing just exactly what it was.

Contact: Viv-Viv

Text: Hey babe, later tonight? Sure thing, it’s been a while since we last saw each other so I’m already looking forward to it. See you then Viv~ :Sent:

With his response sent, Minato prepared for the day, thankfully, this time he had no investigation to do today, though he did have a few interviews to attend today. One for a magazine called The Spook Weekly which featured a collection of eyewitnesses accounts of supernatural things they had experienced, as well as Paranormal facts, stories of urban legends and other stuff of the liking.

The second was a one hour podcast called The Haunted Insider which was a podcast where the hosts had several different guests from the Paranormal Investigation community come on and share their many harrowing experiences as well as looking back on their craziest investigations and other stuff. The third and final one for a YouTube account called Nightmares4Scares -- a popular channel within the Paranormal community who hosted other people in the field as guests, allowing them to share their views on the Paranormal community as a whole, as well as giving advice about things in that same realm and even took fan phone calls so they could get a chance to directly interact with their fans, and that was what pretty much consisted of hos work for the day.

Fast forward to several hours later, Minato had just finished appearing on the aforementioned channel. During the part with the fan phone calls, he had lost count of all the birthday wishes he had received, along with some touching words, most expressing their appreciation of the show and for all the hard work him and his crew at PQ put into their work and such. After the busy day was finally over, he texted Vivi letting her know that he was on the way before he got into his car, powered on the engine, buckled up, and turned out of his parking lot and began to make his way towards Vivi’s place, curious to see what exactly she had in store for his arrival, she had a habit of always going above and beyond.

[{ 🦋 }] - “Hey Viv-Vi--- huh? Oh! alright.”

Upon his arrival, as he said his greetings, she was quick to cut him off, putting her short stature in front of him to prevent him from entering, followed by instructions to close his eyes and keep them closed, not taking long to comply, he closed his eyes and let the tealnette guide him by the hand, through the doorway and towards the center of the apartment where he was finally allowed to open his eyes. As grey hues reopened, he was met with a large array of different foods, all being his most favorite ones, as well as two amazing gifts, and even a very fancy cake, one that one clearly customized to the tee.

While he was expecting a lot, there was no way he could have ever expected this much. The fact that she had done this all for him, put all her hard work into preparing things, and taking the time to give him these amazing gifts. For a few minutes, as his eyes took in everything, he was left speechless for a few minutes before he finally found the words, she really went all out this time.

[{ 🦋 }] - “All of this? Just for me? Wow Viv-Viv, I knew you had a lot planned, but not this much, I feel like a little kid on Christmas. Thank you so much Viv-Viv, really.”

Right away, he grabs the Mystery Skulls pin and puts it on his vest, grabbing hold of the handknit scarf, he looks it over, making sure he saw every bit of detail she put in it, if she had worked this hard on it, wanted to make sure he didn’t miss a single thing. After looking it over and taking in all the designs, he takes off his old teal-blue scarf, and replaces it with her handcrafted one. This was all so much, and just for him, she had really caught him off guard with this one, right now, he couldn’t be happier.

[{ 🦋 }] - “I wasn’t actually, just had a bunch of interviews to do today, my day was pretty busy, so a night in, sounds perfect.” The kiss on his cheek brings a smile to his face, instead of answering her question directly, he takes a much more direct response, since their hands were still joined, he pulled her closer to him, leaning in to plant a firm and passionate kiss on her lips and they met, prolonging it before parting, not hesitating to put his other arm around her, his free hand resting gently on her hip.

[{ 🦋 }] - “Oh yeah, but not just the cuddles. but the full experience too~” He playfully teases, giving her a little wink.

Tonight wouldn’t be just about him, it would be about them. He didn’t need some huge party with a lot of guests in a fancy venue, nope. Not at all, there was nothing better than spending your birthday with the person that mattered the most to you, the person that you truly loved, and right at this moment, Minato felt like the luckiest man alive, tonight, would be a night he would never forget.

#bluescarfvivi #I ᴡᴀs ʟᴏsᴛ - ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ I ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ - ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ (Mɪɴᴀᴛᴏ x Vɪᴠɪ/Tʀᴜᴇ Bʟᴜᴇ)#Minato's birthday 2022 #ᴠ: Tʜᴇ Fᴏᴏʟ's Nᴇᴡ Bᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ (MAɪɴ/Pᴏsᴛ-P4UA)#Fᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ Mʏ OWN Fᴀᴛᴇ (IC)#//This was so cute!#//So I wanted to really take my time with this #//Not everyone can make Minato speechless like that -- Best girl Vivi 100%#//Thanks so much for sending this in #//I hope we can continue our adventures with these two blueberries soon!#long post

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