#places to visit in london on friday night

[harrysmimi]

Date Night

Synopsis: One where Harry finally manages to convince his partner on a fancy dinner date

CW: mentions of anxiety, depression and body dysmorphia.

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It was a Friday night, YN had gotten off work early.

Well, to be honest she got nothing done today. Working from home comes with it's own pros and cons.

She liked to stay the weekend at home, buried in her bed. Maybe binge watch some random show on a random OTT site. Or just sleep.

Since the pandemic, YN had fallen into a dark place mentally. She could work from home but she was stuck in country over seas from her family.

She works at the London branch of Columbia Music label, in the marketing department. That's where she met Harry, now her boyfriend of almost two years.

Harry actually slipped her a personal email after a zoom meeting on planning a strategy to market his new album, asking for her number. YN was the team leader of the team who'd work hard on coming onto new ideas, so she had to be present in the meeting, explaining the presentation whilst her foster kitten walk all in front of her camera as she talked.

At first, YN was very sceptical about the e-mail. It was under his name, but it could be anyone. People hack into random zoom meeting all the time now. But again how did he get her e-mail?

So she just deleted that e-mail.

The next session though, he slipped into her private messages asking if she got his email. Of course she gave him his number as he said that he wanted to be involved in the process. She understood, it was his album, he spent days and nights working on it with his friends, he has to have a say in how it's marketed. Well, he partially lied. He just grew a tiny little infatuation on her, he wanted to get to know her.

It was her first project as Team Leader ever. She had just been promoted and it was sort of new to her when corporate decided to give her the position. Of course she was energetic going head first into the new responsibilities given to her. Especially for one of the company's biggest clients.

Her new responsibilities came with so much scrutiny as she was the youngest and least experienced person to be put up in a position of a leader. Disregarding her work ethics, her leadership skills and strengths, plus her qualifications.

It took a huge toll on her.

Talking to Harry was only thing keeping her sane in that moment, even though they had never seen each other in person ever before.

Whilst her parents and siblings were supportive of her in every single way, but yet, everytime she called them they'd be complaining about one another jokingly and never listen to her. She tried talking to her mother, but did she it never worked out as her entire family was stuck in one house.

Harry and her started dating around the time he was back in London. Their first date was on a FaceTime call. She was having some leftover rice she made the night before for dinner, and he was eating a Chinese take out and a homemade salad he made.

The salad was for balance, he said to her.

She was sat in living room/Dining room/bedroom/office; her coffee table, whilst he was comfortably sat at his fancy dining table at home. She didn't had her foster kitten to lurk around anymore, it got adopted very soon.

They continued to talk to one another over calls, texts, FaceTime every chance Harry got to be free. YN was basically free all the time, she works from home- unless she's in an online meeting. They'd fall asleep on FaceTime with one another. It was a long distance relationship even when both of them were in same place because of the pandemic restrictions. But both of them felt safe enough to move forward with their relationship.

Of course, Harry saw her falling into a dark place mentally. In fact she came forward and shared it with him finally as she was tired of being ignored by her family. He suggested her a few things which never worked out for her, and she is yet to find out a therapist she resonates with.

The first time Harry visited her flat to see her, it was like he has always been living there. He knew where everything was. That's when he took her to a very fancy dinner date. Their first and last fancy dinner date ever.

This time, Harry was in town finally after an exhausting yet memorable leg of tour in the States. He was dress fancy, the Prince Of Wales jacket from his own collection with a baby blue shirt underneath it, pair of black pants, and a random black coat because it was cold outside.

He walked into his girlfriend's flat buried in her bed, watching some gruesome murder documentory without a sliver of expression on her face. Her eyes and lips red, she probably cried whole day whilst working.

"Hey darling!" He dropped his coat and a bag he brought with him on the sofa and walked straight towards her bed. "What's wrong baby?"

"I don't know." She sniffled pausing the show she was watching. Pushing her laptop aside she straight away went in to hug him tight.

"Oh my angel!" He squeezed her tight closer to his chest. "It's alright baby, I'm here for you."

"I don't know why I'm crying all day. I just feel so numb." She mumbled, her face pushed against his neck.

Well, she's been stuck in her flat for about three months now. She only ever goes to buy groceries now, which she doesn't have to for two week straight. Her appetite has died a little bit from not getting much excercise done.

"I know baby, I know." He rubbed her back. "I came in to surprise you on a date, do you think getting out of the house would help you?"

"I seriously don't know." She shook her head, still hugging him close.

"How about we at least try, yeah?" He suggested, "you might feel better today by getting out. I'll have us a fun day planned for tomorrow as well." She whined in protest to that, "come on now, I've missed you. I promise we can leave if you don't feel like staying, okay?"

"Okay." She agreed, pulling away from him.

"Alright, I got you something." He with that he fetched her the bag he left on her sofa.

Inside was a cat plushy he saw a random store when he was out and about with his friends, he bought it because it reminded him of her. Along with it was a little bracelet he bought from yet another local business. But the cat mattered most to her in that moment.

"Thank you!" She cooed.

"You like it!" He flashed his dimples smile. "Now do get ready, we have a reservation at eight-thirty."

It was quater past five.

"Harry..." YN sighed, "I don't think I want to go to a fancy place."

"It's not that fancy."

"Harry, you took me a seven star restaurant saying the same thing." She groaned.

"I promise, it's not that fancy." He assured her, "wear the blue dress you impulsively bough online the other day, please?" He dragged her to her closet.

"I don't think it's going to fit me now," she made an excuse.

Or was it an excuse? It was a dress which is supposed her fit her figure like it was her skin at the bodice, doesn't matter if it had puffy long sleeves or it was hemmed at the floor length. She had obviously gained weight lile almost everyone else in the world during the pandemic.

Well, Harry was an exception. He's in more shape than ever. In a very healthy and very fucking cool way.

She had nothing else to wear though to a fancy restaurant, she rented a dress because their first date was planned days ahead. So she had no other option than to wear it.

Harry waited patiently for her to take a shower and het ready, he in fact helped himself with some tea and helped her with her with the pile of dirty dishes. Even made her bed and folded the pile of clean laundry making neat stacks on her bed so she can put them away as she wished. All while he heard the shower go off and the hair dryer running.

Her house was pretty much clean apart from being messy. He know however she may be feelings, she doesn't like when a foul smell lingers around her flat or there is garbage laying around. She's just messy with her personal stuff.

He did not dare to touch her work desk though. She's very protective of that part of her flat.

She'd fine if he'd go through her personal valuables of documents, she hates it when anyone touches her desk or even moved a pen on there.

"Harry?" She called from the bathroom.

"Yes, love?"

"Can you please zip up my dress?" She asked opening the bathroom door just to pop her head out to look at him. He is always happy to help her.

He knows if she was in a good mood he wouldn't even let her put it on before they had a quickie. Keeping his mind out of gutter he helped her.

"You look so pretty baby, you were doubting yourself for nothing!" He placed a delicate kiss on side of her neck.

"I don't know, it doesn't look good."

All she saw was her perfectly normal tummy and her arms showing through the sheer fabric sticking out like needles in her eyes. She was doubting when the dress arrived in mail, she tried it on then showed it to Harry on FaceTime. It was a little loose and didn't fit her well. It doesn't now either.

"Come on, you know how hard I'm trying to keep my hands to myself now?" Harry genuinely find it difficult, he's not saying it to hype her up.

She just took in a deep breath and nodded, excused herself for wanting to do her makeup which wasn't much just some mascara and eyeliner she smoked out with concealer to hide her dark circles and eye bags and a pink lipstick. All the while Harry was sat there on the edge of the shower/bathtub admiring her. He helped her pick out the right pair of earrings, she already had the necklace she wears everyday, her dad gifted her on her 16th birthday. And they were set to go.

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YN followed closely behind Harry, pulling out the micro fabric fibers from the cuff of his coat. It won't ruin it. But she's very anxious, well aware of her actions she stopped when the hostess welcomed them and showed them to their table.

It was in the more private and upper level of the restaurant, it was still a five star restaurant. Hardly anymore people there other than a group of six people, and two more couples enjoying their time. It seemed very empty considering the place was huge.

Soft talking and laughing noises seemed to have fade out as the waitress handed her and Harry the menu for drinks. Well, she doesn't drink but it gave her anxiety to even ask for some cold water. She'd gotten so used to ordering everything online, without having to interact with another human being.

"I, I, I will, uhhh..." YN looked at the menu again, "ummm... I, I'll have water please."

"Okay, would you like mineral water or regular water?" The waitress asked, completely disregarding that YN was stuttering and basically sweating.

"Any, any kind would be find. Just, just cold please." She tried to smile the best she could.

The waitress got taking Harry's order, with complete changes in demeanor. It made YN feel more insecure about herself. And maybe that girl was trying to flirt with him, which went completely ignored from his side. But that didn't YN at ease what so ever.

Harry was quick with his order. Maybe the waitress just wants to get back home soon tonight. It's weekend!

Maybe she's the problem here. Yeah!

"Harry?" She called quietly, trying to gulp the lump in her throat, "I, I jist need to, need to use the restroom, I'll be back."

"Okay." He nodded.

"I, I'll leave my purse here." She left her purse with him. In her mind she was letting him know she's not going to runaway, if that ever comes to his mind.

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Harry sat there, waiting for his girlfriend. But it's been more than five minutes she's gone. Luckily she took her phone with her. So he tried to text but she was back.

"I'm sorry." Her nose was stuffy, like she cried.

"Hey, baby what's wrong?" He reached for her hand accross the table.

"I, I'm fine." She assured him.

When it was time to order again, YN was on the verge of having a heart attack there. Harry asked for another five minutes to look through the menu.

"Baby you sure, you're alright?" He asked again, "you seem all flustered. Your face has turned all red. Want to go somewhere else, or go back home?"

"I, I just..." YN was finding it very heavy to breathe there, "I want some fresh air. I don't know. I'm sorry."

"Hey, never apologise for wanting to get out of uncomfortable situation, okay?" He assured her, "we'll wait for the waitress to come back out and tell her we don't find anything interesting to eat on the menu, then we'll leave."

"Mhmm," she nodded with teary eyes.

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Harry unlocked the door for his girl, like a gentleman he is he stood there with the door open to the passenger seat.

"I'm sorry about that." She mumbled.

"Hey, I told you it's alright." He assured her, "you want to go somewhere else to eat? We can go through the Burger King drive thru and I can order for you."

"I'm not hungry anymore." She shared, "I'll make you something to eat back home." That's when her tummy made a noise.

"Mhmm, I can hear that." He placed a delicate kiss on her forehead, "come on, get in."

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"Here you go, Madam." Harry handed the bag of food to YN as he drove ahead and parked in the empty parking lot. "Are you still planning to go see your parents this summer? I mean, summer there at your place?"

"Mhmm." YN nodded talking a bite off her burger, "do you want to come along?"

"You're asking me to go see your parents?" He teased her.

"I have met your family, I want you to meet mine. Please?"

He could see now that she's getting comfortable, her anxiety vanishing away. Not that her parents don't know about him, they love him in fact. It's like they've adopted him. Especially YN's mum, she has sent loads of homemade goodies especially for him, her dad approves of him. Her little sisters are best friends with him now, they sent him little handmade birthday cards on his last two birthdays.

"Okay." He shrugged. "Are you going to show me around where you grew up?"

"Of course, of course!" She got excited, "I'll take you to my school, then we'll go see my college campus and take you to the local markets."

"Sounds fun, baby." He chuckled, "can't wait to go with you."

They sat there eating their fast food dinner, dressed as fancy as fancy can get. Harry's new playlist for YN playing in soft volume in the background.

"You alright now, lovie?" He enquired, "you want to talk about earlier?"

"I, I don't know what happened honestly." She stuttered, "I, I think I got a little, I, I think I was a bit claustrophobic in there. And uhhhh... the, the waitress was making me feel a little uneasy there."

Harry knew exactly what she was talking about. She got insecure there, he's well aware that the waitress was trying to flirt with him which he didn't not pay any mind to. He can also understand where YN is coming from on this.

"I'm glad you're feeling better now." He started, "and I didn't pay her a mind darling, if that's what you're trying to say. I know she was trying to flirt and all but I had and still have my eyes for you and you only. I hope I'm not assuming anything out of line here."

"No, no, you're not." She shook her head and took in a deep breath of relief. It felt like a weight being lifted off her shoulders. "You know it felt so good to finally be able to talk my feelings out and have someone understand me!"

"What about your therapy baby? Are you going anymore?" He got confused a little.

"I'm yet to find a therapist I can really talk to. I feel so judged, which is not right, right?" She looked and sounded very frustrated.

"Mhmm it's not right." He nodded, "do you feel like you can talk to me about anything which is bothering you?"

"Mhmm." She nodded, "I do."

"Then you know you can share anything and everything with me, baby. You know I want to be there for you. Whilst I can't offer you any professional help but you can still talk your heart out to me, hopefully talking helps you. I promise, and you know I'll listen to every word you say. Until you find a therapist who works with you, you can talk it out to me, yeah? If not we'll figure something or other out." His assuring words sure made her emotional there.

"I love you so much Harry!" YN leaned over the centre console to hug him tightly. "So much!"

"I love you so much too baby!" He reciprocated with a returning hug.

N O T E :

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Okay, I cried writing this.

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[bcacstuff]

Timeline 11 December 2023 - February 2024

For completeness and to consult when there’s discussion about his whereabouts. In addition to the previous timelines.

Timeline 11 covers 20 December2023 - 28 February 2024

For previous dates see timeline 10

A promo video posted on 20 December shows he's at home, apparently he recorded the same day HSC with Josh H who posts a clip announcing him the next day.

As it seems he spends Christmas at home with family

Despite a fan pic from London posted on 28 December which is clearly posted later on, as he posts a snowman in his garden on 30 December proven to be RT as it was snowing that day in Glasgow.

The same day (30 December) he's seen at the airport in Glasgow, most likely to pick up Marina, who later on posts a reel from her trip to Scotland showing Sam in a pic that matches her stories from 31 December and thus adds up to the assumption she spent NYE at his place

On 3 January Davie posts a pic showing him and Sam in Sam's kitchen. The next day on 4 January a fan spotted him on shuttle boat in London.

On 6 January his hair dresser Charley M posts a story showing Sam had a hair cut at Four, London. The same day we learn about a tweet saying he was seen 2 days in a row in London and after some convo's we got another pic from someone spotting him on 4 January and spoke to him on 5 January.

On 9 January he posts a video running in Scotland near his house in the FB MPC group and the next day on IG (but deleted it later on), announcing a Live IG on Friday 12 January.

On 13 January he posts a video with Valbo working out and mentioning the live IG 'yesterday', so posted RT.

Because of a tweet we learn that he flew on 14 January to Gran Canaria. Another live IG is announced for 16 January and indeed doesn't come from his home, but from a villa in Gran Canaria where it turns out he is not staying alone, even though some seem to question this.

On Friday 19 January he was on an early flight and posted later on from Kitzbuhel, where he stayed the weekend at the Aros Hotel as an Audi ambassador

And enjoyed some skiing after the weekend. After a boxing session on 24 January he apparently went to Munich to watch a football match which he posts about later on though the match was on 24 January in the evening

On 27 January he's at a dinner with Eleanor and Dries at the restaurant Willem Hiele in Oostende

The next day, 28 January he unveils the Star together with Eleanor at the Walk of Fame, the RC for the screening and Q&A, some BTS and an afterparty for fans and vips (though separated) Please see my archive for much more footage

On 31 January he posts a story showing Paris, though later on that same day another story is posted showing him skiing.

On 2 February he posts a picture and tags a producer he met in LA the day before. It's food for debate whether the Paris and ski story were latergrams or not. Hours later on Alex posts another pic in LA, which has a comment of someone they met that day. A picture of that meeting was reposted by S in his stories early Sunday morning (LA time) 4 February.

On 5 February the casting for BOMB is announced by Starz

On 7 February Sam posts a picture with the famous photographer Andy Gotts, he met him in Beverly Hills. While it first looks not to be a photoshoot but just that one selfie later on more photo's were posted from that day. The same day he walked and recorded a video with AN at Runyon Canyon which was posted the next day in the MPC FB group

On 9 February a polaroid was posted by a photographer he followed the night before after doing a photoshoot at the Chamberlain Hotel, West Hollywood for Nobleman Magazine

On 10 February he posts a video driving a motorbike at Huntington Beach apparently recorded on his way to the Ramona Gym with Nic R posted the next day.

While it looks like he left LA, no confirmation of his whereabouts are posted before 22 February being in Sydney, where he was spotted as well by a fan visiting an event at Bondi Beach on 22 February

23 February he's bridge climbing with the rest of the gang, spotted by fans and in the evening spotted for the M&G

24 February the first day of the Hublander con takes place in Sydney. Many pics and videos, see my archive for more. Robert Licuria is there to interview Sam

25 February Day 2 of Hublander in Melbourne. Many pics and other footage is posted and some reports as well. See my archive for more

26 February the gang was invited to visit and meet some animals with a zoologist, it turns out Sam did not attend but left Melbourne by Tuesday 27 and according to information flew home on Wednesday 28 most likely posting his Australian dump on a stop over

Other timelines:

Pre Hawaii timeline

Timeline 1 August 2020 Timeline 2 September 2021 Timeline 3 February 2022 Timeline 4 August 2022 Timeline 5 October 2022 Timeline 6 January 2023 Timeline 7 April 2023 Timeline 8 June 2023 Timeline 9 August 2023 Timeline 10 October 2023

#timeline #december 2023 #january 2024 #february 2024

[fleurmionefridays]

Fleurmione Fridays: January 2024 Soulmates / Veela Mates

A quarterly rec list curated by the 18+ fleurmione discord server. Inspired by @hpsaffics #wlw wednesday.

All 29 fics under the cut are complete and listed longest to shortest!

Second Chances by @kamaro0917. [E | 169k]

Everything changed in the blink of an eye. Harry Potter was dead and the war was lost. The remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix go into hiding and Voldemort’s rise to power is complete. In a twist of fate, Hermione finds a Time Turner and makes plans to fix the mistakes of the past. Little does she know, she’s not the only one making the time jump.

Tender is the Night by @lipzlipzlipz. [M | 151k]

In a bid to keep from breaking one person’s heart, Fleur does something drastic which prevents her from recognizing Hermione as her mate, but it doesn’t prevent the love that grows anyway. A night of passion leads to heartbreak and so much more, putting two brokenhearted women on separate paths that lead right back to each other.

Fleur De Mon Coeur by SkyKnight07. [M | 141.5k]

Goblet of Fire but in a different year. Fleur Delacour comes to Hogwarts to take part in the Triwizard Tournament not realising that her life is going to change drastically, by the simple presence of Hogwarts' All-Time Smartest Witch, Hermione Granger, who she finds to be her lifelong mate.

Golden Haze by @anamatics. [M | 140k]

There is a golden haze that comes over a Veela's vision when they are upset or angry or in love. After the fall of Voldemort, Fleur takes a position at Hogwarts and finds herself moving forward rather than going backwards for the first time in her life.

One Step at a Time by hphglover. [M | 118k]

Fleur's life is a sham. She comes to Hermione for help with something important and Hermione accepts to lend a hand. Throughout their journey, many things will change and they will find out what true love really is.

What You Don't Know by @zerodawn22. [M | 108k]

Everyone has a weird gap in their knowledge. Unfortunately for her, Hermione's coincides with a mistake that could have huge consequences. She's known as the Brightest Witch of Her Age, but there are some things she has just never come across. Try explaining that to an enraged Veela... Fleurmione. Femslash. Post-War.

Dusk of Summer by @cadenceoftherain. [M | 86.5k]

Dusk of Summer takes place during Hermione's fourth year at Hogwarts, the same year that Fleur Delacour visits the school in hope to compete in the Triwizard Tournament, and the same year they begin their love affair. This is an alternate universe, so possibilities are limitless. I must apologize for the terrible summary, but there's quite a bit more information inside.

Entwined by @orbitalwings. [T | 85k]

After an impossible encounter, two young women find their lives destined to entwine. This is the tale of Hermione Granger and Fleur Delacour, and how they fell in love.

Time Is An Asshole by Psychological_Top. [E | 80k]

Hermione and Fleur haven't seen each other in over ten years. Both having jumped in their careers, they meet unexpectedly in London only to find their past resurfacing. Slow burn Fleurmione.

Always by Caydus. [M | 78k]

A young Hermione Granger meets a beautiful French girl on a family holiday. When this same girl shows up again over a year later, Hermione realises that sometimes there is such a thing as true love.

sometimes you've got to bleed to know by jump_the_gunn. [M | 74k]

Ten years after the battle of Hogwarts the top half of a dead body appears in the office of the British Prime Minister's fireplace, with the bottom half appearing in the office of the French Minister for Magic. Aurors Fleur Delacour and Hermione Granger must work together conducting a cross channel investigation to find the killer. Inspired by The Tunnel TV show.

Aeternum by Noder. [T | 37.5k]

“How long does this last?” Fleur looked Hermione in the eyes, and held her gaze for three agonizing seconds before she deemed to answer her. “Until you give in.” She spoke the words with cruel honesty, letting her angry tears flow down her cheeks and fall into the water at her feet.

I Get Along Without You Very Well by @lipzlipzlipz. [M | 32k]

Don’t get her hopes up. Don’t let anyone in. Don’t risk her heart. These weren’t the only lessons the tournament year taught her, but they were the hardest and Fleur Delacour learned them well. Until a girl with honey-brown eyes made her want to forget every one of them. A sequel to I Only Have Eyes For You

Runes by Cumbersome. [M | 25k]

Soulmate trash. Because I can. And we all want it.

Thread by SaberWolfxvi. [T | 20.5k]

The red thread of fate binds two souls together forever, no matter what the obstacles, no matter what their present is.

Of Blood & Carnations by @rice-and-beans. [E | 18k]

Inspired by Pablo Neruda's Sonnet VII. The war is over. It is a time for healing. The Order has invested in a sort of intensive therapeutic house for our heroes to recuperate. Therapists, therapies, reprieve. Exactly what they need to begin a long road of recovery. So why does Hermione feel worse? Is she going mad? She's hearing voices, and she feels more and more that her body is not her own. She suspects others know more than they are sharing, and she doesn't know who to trust.

Time's Up by volkova21. [T | 17k]

Here's an AU oneshot. Something.. fun? So, another 4th Year rewrite. I wanted to play with the soulmate trope, but most of them have Fleur knowing that Hermione is her mate. This time, well, Hermione will know and not Fleur. I'm reasoning that if wizards were so slow to adopt indoor plumbing, that they may not have timers yet, that the muggleborns are at this point the only ones who have them so... yeah, enjoy some awkward Hermione/Fleur moments.

No Defense For You by Dreiser. [T | 15k]

Its the seventh year at Hogwarts and Hermione discovers she really is quite feminine but oddly, she has no interest in boys, only in the new Professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts who has a mysterious connection to her.

Home by SquirrelGay. [T | 12k]

“Fleur” I called again, “What’s happened to you now?”

Let's hurt tonight (If love is pain) by Twot. [M | 9.5k]

When she was younger, Fleur actively searched for her soulmate. She craved for the one that would make her heart beat wild, but her soul feel calm. Her understanding of how sick the concept of soulmates was started with Gabrielle. The blonde avoided the Gryffindor like a boggart the light and the Gryffindor followed her like a niffler the gold. Hermione was determined to fight for a chance with her soulmate Soulmate au where you can feel your soulmate's pain

Hell Hath No Fury Like A Veela Scorned by InsomniacAndBi. [G | 7k]

Apparently, a slight against the mate of a Veela is a slight against the whole flock or so Umbridge finds out So, this is seriously Au. No Voldemort but Umbridge somehow is still at Hogwarts

Lest We () by @soshyyyyy. [T | 6.5k]

Harry always had expelliarmus. Hermione supposed she had something of a specialty too. post war au where the war lasted much longer and the sacrifices made, much bigger.

Not In Love by waltzlikeits1698. [T | 6k]

“This is all hypothetical, right? You don’t actually want me to come with you.” “Of course, totally ‘ypothetical,” Fleur lied, her heartbeat quickening. She paused. “But if you did want to come with me, then that would be okay. Maman is already expecting me to bring someone anyway. And you match the description of the person she is expecting. So…” - Fleur's taking Hermione to the family reunion - as her date. Which is fine, because Fleur's not in love with Hermione and Hermione's not in love with Fleur. At all.

19th September by ALKimC and @midmoonkitsune. [G | 5k]

“They say Soulmates share one special something; that one piece that connects them in a precious way. Cannot be matched. Cannot be broken.” Pge 26, The Veela Tribal vol.3.

Penetration by @hoardlessdragon. [M | 4k]

What happens when Hermione accidentally finds herself in a vampire coven?

The Result of Veela Insecurity by Dranny. [G | 3.5k]

All Harry wanted to do was get some sleep. Doesn't look like it's gonna happen anytime soon

A single word by @mushroom-grey-scale T | 2.5k]

Despite months of living in the same house, there were only a small amount of things Bill could do to calm a veela's temper.

Secret Studying by Originalpuck. [T | 2k]

Fleur knows that not every soulmate relationship goes smoothly, but she had hoped her soulmate would be as thrilled to meet her as she was to meet Hermione.

Lalochezia by MadTrout. [T | <1k]

Lalochezia - The use of abusive language to relieve stress or ease pain. Hermione is experiencing the worst pain known to womankind.

#fleurmione #fleur delacour #hermione granger #soulmates #veela mates

[reflectismo]

Lennon and McCartney: Browsing through shops, buying books and things

Dear Beatles,

Is it true that you are learning to play the banjo! A friend of mine who was working backstage at one of your concerts said he’d seen you with an old banjo. — Paula Benson, Oldham, Lancs.

John replies: There’s a long story attached to that banjo, Paula.

When we had a day off in Liverpool during our tour last December, Paul and I went to an old antique shop in Chester to buy books and things. I saw this old banjo and I ALMOST bought it. Next day when we got to Manchester Mal Evans walked in with the banjo.

So, I borrowed it and had a go at playing it. There’s an autograph on it—George Formsby’s—but it looks very fresh and Mal isn’t too sure whether it’s a genuine Formby signature or not.

— The Beatles answer fan letters for the February 1966 issue of Valentine.

I don’t read as much as John does. My main thing is, I’ve got to be settled to read. The times I would read are on a holiday, or in bed at night. The other day I took John to the Times Bookshop. I’d been there before and bought a copy of “The Emperor Jones” signed by Eugene O’Neill which really knocked me out, and the fellow there showed me the original manuscript of “Under Milk Wood”. The great thing about the Times Bookshop is that nobody’s going to bother about who you are. Well, John spent an hour there, and £150. It was a good day for the Times Bookshop and a good day for John.

— Paul McCartney interviewed for London Life Magazine (4th/10th December 1965 Issue)

I don’t know whether Invicta [sic] Books, the shop in London's Mason's Yard owned by Peter Asher and Marianne Faithfull's husband, John Dunbar, is selling a lot of books; but it's certainly becoming the new 'in place.' As well as Peter and Marianne, I noticed sister Jane visiting quite a lot and last Friday John Lennon and Paul McCartney popped in to browse for a few hours.

— Disc and Music Echo (April 9, 1966).

One afternoon in late March 1966, Paul arrived at Indica with John Lennon. John wanted a book by what sounded like 'Nitz Ga'. It took Miles a few minutes to realise that he was looking for the German philosopher Nietzsche, long enough for John to become convinced that he was being ridiculed. He launched into an attack on intellectuals and university students and was only mollified when Paul told him that he had not understood what John was asking for either, and that Miles was not a university graduate but had been to art college, just like him. Immediately friendly again, John talked about Allen Ginsberg and the Beats, laughing about his school magazine the Daily Howl: 'Tell Ginsberg I did it first!' Miles found him a copy of The Portable Nietzsche and John began to scan the shelves. His eyes soon alighted upon a copy of The Psychedelic Experience, Dr Timothy Leary's psychedelic version of the Tibetan Book of the Dead. John was delighted and settled down on the settee with the book. Right away, on page 14 in Leary's introduction, he read, 'Whenever in doubt, turn off your mind, relax, float downstream.' He had found the first line of 'Tomorrow Never Knows', one of the Beatles' most innovative songs.

— Paul McCartney: Many Years from Now by Barry Miles (1997)

John and Paul wandered free. They peered into a shop window. John spotted a calendar which featured thinly-dressed girls. He and Paul chortled.

“Bet you daren’t go in and buy it,” said Lennon. “Okay,” said Paul. He went in alone. A minute later, he rejoined us, waving a large, brown envelope.

“Discretion always,” he said. “As you can see, I asked them to give it to me under plain wrapper. . . .”

— John and Paul interview with Ray Coleman for Disc and Music Echo (December 1967)

#John Lennon #Paul McCartney #The Beatles #1960s #Quotes #Bookshops #Lennon/McCartney #(Just two besties going around town visiting shops) #(Don’t think anyone else cares about this but I do so that’s enough)

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WIP Wednesday

Fanonwriter2023 on AO3

Where CANON and FANON collide!

This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!

Season 7 FANON Speculation: Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading: “I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”

Chapters 24 & 25 will be posted soon (two chapters will be posted instead of one).

Buck and Eddie got married and Buck's officially Chris' second dad!

Currently 23 chapters completed: 893.1K Words; Rated: Mature

One chapter will be posted at a time.

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This is the last snippet that will be posted for Chapters 24 and 25 since they'll be posted on AO3 by the end of the week.

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I'm excited to finish writing Chapters 24 & 25 because Buck and Eddie are married and the Diaz family is starting the second half of their two-week long European family adventure. For anyone who hasn't read Chapters 22 and 23, here's a brief overview. In Chapter 22, Buck and Eddie got married, Chris was their best man and Eddie successfully surprised Buck with all the things he had planned for him including a three-tier wedding cake. Their honeymoon started that night and they had an important conversation before they consummated their marriage. In Chapter 23, they left Rome the day after their wedding and proceeded to visit 5 other cities for the remainder of their time in Italy. By the end of it, they agreed to continue speaking Italian even after they return to the U.S. because while they were in San Gimignano, they made a decision that could affect the course of their family's lives forever. What was the decision? 👀

They departed Rome at the end of the chapter and they landed in London on Christmas Eve to start the second half of their family adventure. What else are they going to do while they're still in Europe? Will Buck meet his biological father? 🤷🏽‍♀️

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Here's another snippet from Chapter 24 of Buck and Eddie having an important conversation while they're in the shower together.

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While Buck runs his long soapy fingers up and down his husband’s back, he thinks to himself that it’s time for them to discuss something while they stand partially underneath the shower head.  He exhales, meets Eddie’s eyes then says, “I think it’s time for me to tell Chris about Edward”.

Eddie raises his eyebrows because they talked about this while they were in Rome and they decided they would wait until they knew for sure what was going to happen.  “Are you sure or would you rather wait until Thursday night or Friday morning?”

He shakes his head no.  “I don’t want to wait anymore because uh… it’s time for us to tell him everything… about Edward, Margaret and Phillip because uh… I don’t want him thinking I was hiding this from him.”

Eddie nods and doesn’t break eye contact and he doesn’t interrupt him.  He simply continues gently tracing his fingertips up and down Buck’s soapy forearms.

“I—I spent more than 29 years not knowing about Daniel and um… more than 31 years not knowing about Edward.  I won’t do that to Chris.  Babe… I want us to meet my biological father but if he doesn’t show then… I want Chris to know about him anyway so I think it’s time to tell him.”  He pauses then he exhales a deep breath.  “Chris never asks us for anything and he’s lost so much already and… I don’t want him to think that he couldn’t trust me to tell him the truth.”

“You know I’m with you every step of the way.  When do you want to talk to him?”

Buck nods then replies, “Well… we have a lot planned for today so I think it will be best to talk to him tonight after we come back from dinner.  What uh… do you think?”

“I think it’s perfect and you know we’re in this together.”

“I know and thank…”

He’s interrupted when Eddie places his forefinger over his lips and says, “Shhh… you don’t have anything to thank me for.  We’re married and Chris is our son so we can talk to him about this whenever you’re ready.”

Buck exhales a breath he doesn’t realize he’s holding.  He never doubted if Eddie would support him but if anyone asks him, he’d admit he’s still nervous about telling Chris about Edward because if he doesn’t want to meet with them Friday, not only will he feel abandoned again but he will have inadvertently inflicted that pain onto his husband and son too and he doesn’t want to do that.  He lowers his eyes but just like always his husband steps right in to pull him out of that mindset.

Eddie can see he’s blaming himself for something that hasn’t happened so he wraps both of his arms around him again, pulls him closer so their chests are pressed together and even though they’re both soapy and slippery from washing each other’s bodies, it doesn’t matter.  He says, “Amore mio, guardami.” [“My love, look at me.”]

Buck lifts his eyes and meets his husband’s and all he sees is love.  He sees it every time he looks at Eddie and he knows this is his safe space.

“Remember we talked about this before.  If Edward doesn’t show up then…”

What is Eddie going to say next? 🤷🏽‍♀️👀

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This is an EPIC LOVE STORY!

Fic Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it.  But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Chapter Summaries

Chapter 1 - Eddie makes a new friend while Buck receives devastating news regarding the sperm donation he made for Connor and Kameron.

Chapter 2 - Buck does a lot of research to learn more about the abnormalities found in his red blood cells and Eddie starts a new therapy journey that’s all about him and not the traumas he’s experienced.

Chapter 3 - After more than a month, Buck and Eddie finally spend time together outside of work but it doesn’t end well and they part with a lot of uncertainty regarding their places in each other’s lives.

Chapter 4 - Eddie has a few realizations about his life which causes him to consider moving back to El Paso, TX while Buck continues to be reminded of his past which causes him to take an impromptu road trip across America.

Chapter 5 - Both Buck and Eddie have difficult conversations with their parents and Buck finally learns the truth behind the reason why his mother despised him while Eddie finally tells his mother about the way she tries to control him.

Chapter 6 - More than two weeks after Buck pushed Eddie away after suggesting they needed a break; Eddie decides to try again. Eddie’s there for Buck when he’s at his worst just like Buck was there for him when he was at his worst and he won’t let Buck give up.

Chapter 7 - After Buck’s mental breakdown, Eddie has his back the same way Buck had his when he had his own breakdown more than a year ago.  They share several vulnerable and emotionally intimate moments with one another and they begin to realize their small, sweet and caring gestures matter just as much if not more than any grand gesture ever could because these are the foundations of a long-lasting love relationship.

Chapter 8 - Buck, Eddie and Chris all have their own therapists and during their sessions, they reflect on their pasts while they’re in the present so they can prepare for their future together as a family.

Chapter 9 - Buck and Eddie are there for each other when Buck has to testify as a witness during the trial.  But by the end of it, they’ll both realize their individual and shared traumas are going to keep resurfacing until they talk about them, deal with the fact that they’re in love with one another and face the fact that they can’t live without each other.

Chapter 10 - As Buck and Eddie finally begin to confront their past traumas, they realize how much they need each other to fill in the gaps of their memories.  Additionally, the universe screams at them for what appears to be the one hundredth time so Buck can realize he doesn’t have to ‘find it’ because he already ‘made it’ and Eddie’s reminded tomorrow isn’t promised and he doesn’t have to die alone if he doesn’t want to.

Chapter 11 - A “virga” or dry thunderstorm is in the forecast but once the rain starts, the thunderstorm happening outside won’t be able to match the storm brewing inside between Buck and Eddie.  It’s the universe’s final scream and when the tumultuous winds begin to blow, they’ll have one last chance to hold onto everything they’ve built over the last six years or they’ll lose it all forever.

Chapter 12 - Buck and Eddie have always shared a deep physical attraction and an emotional intimacy that’s unmatched but now that they’re in a relationship, they’re learning how to navigate the romantic intimacy they’ve been waiting for six years to explore. The love they have for each other is a once in a lifetime, soulmate, love of their lives type of love that transcends space and time.

Chapter 13 - While navigating the newness of their romantic relationship, Buck and Eddie take advantage of every moment they spend together. As their individual lives, people from their pasts, time constraints and the possibility of losing each other again make attempts to interrupt and interfere with their journey to forever, they love, care for, support and hold onto each other even tighter to withstand it all.

Chapter 14 - Buck and Eddie can see the lights at the end of the tunnels regarding the results of Buck’s Cancer Screening along with everything else they’re dealing with. But are the lights they see exits to the tunnels or are they headlights on different runaway trains that are speeding towards them in an effort to interrupt their forever?

Chapter 15 - Buck and Eddie have known they were exactly who the other one wanted in a partner since they met six years ago when they agreed to have each other’s backs. They’re in a romantic relationship, they’re both preparing to ask the other one to spend forever with them and by the end of the seventh week into their relationship, together they will plan their most important and greatest adventure for their future.

Chapter 16 - As Buck and Eddie begin to prepare for their marriage ceremony that will take place in Rome, Italy in December 2023, they start planning their first international adventure as a romantic couple. Even though Chris is still the only person they’ve told about their relationship, several people who know them have already witnessed the love they share and as the days continue, others will witness it too.

Chapter 17 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to departing Los Angeles for their international adventure, a moment in time will remind them; life is fragile, tomorrow isn’t promised and every second of everyday should be cherished because everything can change in an instant. The result of that realization will cause them to hold onto each other even more.

Chapter 18 - As Buck, Eddie and Chris prepare for family gatherings before and during the Thanksgiving holiday, the “Santa Ana Winds” start to blow and all sorts of expected and unexpected familial drama ensues.

Chapter 19 - As Buck and Eddie get closer to their wedding day, the universe begins to align everything so that some of their parent and children's relationships are strengthened while others come to an abrupt end.

Chapter 20 - With only 14 days remaining until Buck, Eddie and Chris depart Los Angeles, CA traveling to Rome, Italy, for their first family adventure, an early morning conversation about “tying up loose ends” helps Buck and Eddie realize there are still several things left unfinished on their ‘To Do’ lists. The question is will there be enough time to complete all of them?

Chapter 21 - Buck, Eddie and Chris are finalizing their ‘To Do’ Lists, double checking their itineraries and packing their suitcases in preparation for their trip to Europe so they can board their flight that departs Los Angeles, CA on Friday, December 15, 2023 at 3:25PM.

Chapter 22 - While Buck, Eddie and Chris spend the first 8 days of their European family adventure in Italy, their primary reason for going will be fulfilled as well as several others they hadn’t considered or anticipated.

Chapter 23 - As the Diaz Family continues their Italian family adventure, they’ll say, “Ciao” or hello and goodbye to a lot of things almost immediately after they become an official and legal family.

Chapter 24 - Will be posted soon.

Chapter 25 - Will be posted soon.

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#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #christopher diaz #the buckley diaz family #buckley diaz family #The Diaz Family #Married Buddie #Fanonwriter2023 on AO3 #Hiatus Reading #911 fanfic #buddie fanfic #ao3 fanfic #buddie wip #WIP Wednesday #911 on abc #911 abc #“I'm still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!” #Chapters 24 and 25 will be posted this week.

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Bonuses For Fifteen Points

Steven Grant X GN!Reader Rating: 18+ pals  Masterlist | ao3 | want to be tagged?

Summary: You and Steven settle in for a comfy night in front of the TV watching quiz shows. But it's not too long before your mind starts to… wander.

Warnings: Swearing! Typossss! Fragment sentences! (the big three) oral (m receiving), idiots in love, finger sucking, slighty subby steven?

A/N:  ‘Only Connect’ and ‘University Challenge’ are quiz shows that are usually on Monday nights on BBC 1 in the UK. I don’t know why I am obsessed with the idea that Steven regularly watches and enjoys these shows, but I am. So I thought I would make it everyone else’s problem as well.

Word Count: 2818

Taglist: @pleasurebuttonwrites @raven-rk @campingwiththecharmings @alexxavicry @mystinky-butt @cocodiem

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Mondays were always a particularly difficult day. The metaphorical start to the week, the beginning of the grind, the day everyone hated. And even though technically Steven’s rota changed regularly, and he was routinely scheduled in to work weekends, it still felt like Monday was the beginning. It just had that taste to the air. 

Monday evenings, however, were a much different story. 

A low buzz of excitement settled in his stomach as he busied himself in the kitchen. He had practically run home, (part of him was pretty sure that he would have beaten the bus and the regular dismal London traffic if he had been on foot), showered and quickly hoovered around the flat. 

He’s last seen you on Friday morning, not that long ago relatively speaking, a rushed breakfast and quick kisses before both of you had to part ways and make the journeys to work. Hell, Steven had spoken to you on the phone yesterday, you had both sent each other messages today, but still it seemed like an age since he had held you in his arms. 

The weekend had dragged. Work on Saturday had moved at a snail’s pace, Sunday had seemingly existed outside of space and time. Perhaps it was because you had been in Lincoln visiting friends, the physical distance between the both of you warping reality itself. 

But it wouldn’t be long now before you’d be here. Before he could finally see you in person. 

Steven stirred the pasta sauce absentmindedly, trying to focus and not let his mind wander too much. He turned the heat down slightly just as his phone buzzed. 

‘Sorry! Running late! ☹’ 

His heart sank. 

It didn’t matter, not really, the dinner would keep. He’d still see you, he’d-

His phone buzzed again: ‘Stupid lift isn’t working. Just taking the stairs.’

Steven frowned. Wait, were you talking about his building's lift? 

He turned the hobs off completely and walked to the door, typing as he went.

‘Which lift?’ He deleted the message before he sent it, unhappy with the tone. ‘My lift?’

He deleted it again, one hand on the door latch when there was a knock. 

He flinched back ever so slightly at the sudden sound before quickly checking the peep hole, and then promptly flung the door open when he caught a glimpse of you. 

“Hello Ste-”

He was on you in a second, squeezing the air out of your lungs with his tight embrace. 

You laughed. “I’m sorry, I’m all sweaty!”

“I don’t care.” Steven mumbled against your neck as he hugged you tighter. 

You giggled again as you untangled yourself from his limbs, quieting his small wine of protest with kisses. 

“Oh love!” He pulled away, his warm hands holding yours. “You’re freezing!”

You shrugged, beaming at him in a dopey lovesick way that you couldn’t help. “I forgot my gloves.”

“No,” he guided you into the flat, closing the door with his hip while he never let go of your hands, placing kisses along your knuckles and holding them as close as he could. Seemingly trying to warm them as quickly as possible by sheer force of will. 

“It’s fine, you know me. Sweaty face from walking up some stairs, freezing hands.” 

“I wouldn’t have you any other way.”

You shook your head and grinned. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” He kissed you again, softer and slower than before. 

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Steven finished and plated up the pasta, while you showered and changed, before you both ate in front of the television for your traditional Monday night. 

Watching Only Connect and University Challenge.

Steven was naturally better at quizzes than you, seeing the patterns in the sequences round with an almost uncanny lightning speed. 

You loved it. Loved seeing his nose wrinkle in thought, the way his eyes grew wide and his excited hand movements when the answer came to him. Loved him.

In all honesty, you probably spend more time watching Steven than the shows. 

Occasionally you teased him a little about his not so subtle crush on the host, Victoria Coren Mitchell, and giggling when he teased you back about your less than subtle crush on her as well. 

“You should go on there you know.”

“What?” He shifted a little so that he could look at you better. 

After eating you had both ended up laying on the settee. Your head on his chest with his arm wrapped around you. 

You looked up at him. “You could go on Only Connect.”

Steven pulled a face. “Me? A contestant? I don’t think so.”

 “You’d be amazing!”

He shook his head, but you could see the hint of pink on the edges of his ears. 

You dug him gently in the side. “You would.”

“You need three people.”

“They do that thing where people make teams out of people who want to go on.”

He made a dismissive sound. 

You paused and then grinned, leaning a bit closer to his face, all conspiratorial. “You could ask Victoria for a kiss when you win.”

Without warning Steven’s hand that had been resting pleasantly on your side attacked your ribs, tickling you mercilessly. You squealed and swatted him away, still laughing. 

As you settled back down on his chest you poked your tongue out at him. He poked his out right back. 

“I could ask her to give you a kiss.” He muttered, trying to hide his smile.

You didn’t look up at him. “I think you should.”

Steven giggled loudly.

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You didn’t like University Challenge as much as Only Connect. It wasn’t so much the topics of the questions, as much as the matter in which the questions were said were a riddle in themselves. 

You often thought teams should get points just for working out what was being asked in the first place. 

That was most of the reason why your mind started to... wander a little. 

You couldn’t focus on what Jeremy Paxman was saying or what Imperial College and some tiny off branch of Cambridge were replying. 

All your mind was filling up with was the fact that you hadn’t held Steven at all over the weekend, hadn’t touched his skin or heard him moan.

Small prickles of heat tiptoed along your skin, you bit your lip and looked up at him. 

He was watching, enwrapped, his fingernail between his teeth as he listened intently to the questions being asked. 

A wicked little thought crept into your mind. 

Slowly, ever so slowly as not to alert Steven to your plan, you inched your way upwards closer to your prize. 

He didn’t notice until almost the last second, your mouth tantalisingly close to the sweet spot on Steven’s neck: just below his ear. 

“Love, what-”

He cut himself off with a shuddered breath as you pressed your lips against him. Grazing his skin with your teeth before kissing and sucking hard just the way he liked it.

Steven let out a sharp moan, his body instinctively curling in towards you, his left hand gripping hard at your hip. 

You put your hand on his face gently. Just enough pressure so that he bared his neck more fully as you continue to kiss and bite. 

Arousal shivers down his spine and pools in his abdomen, his cock already half hard. 

“Love, oh, fuck.” 

You feel his little jolts of pleasure as you suck on his pulse point, bruises already forming under your actions. 

He bucks upwards instinctively, trying to reach friction that isn’t there. 

Steven doesn’t care about you leaving marks. Wait… that’s actually a lie. He does care. He cares too much. He wants them. Craves them. Needs them so, so much. 

The second time you had sex you had apologised for the love bites that you had littered across his neck. 

Steven had cut you off as quickly as he could, blurting out his words in a rush for fear you wouldn’t leave them again. He had told you how much he liked them, liked other people seeing them. Especially at work. He liked people knowing he was yours. 

He wines, shifting and trying to turn his body towards you more so that he can grind against you. But you lean down against his shoulders, pushing him back against the settee as you continue your onslaught of his senses. 

You tilt his jaw even more to the side with your hand and Steven darts out his tongue against your fingertips, unable to keep quiet. 

He’s wrecked already, skin flushed and hair a mess. His eyebrows pinched together, eyes screwed shut as he squirms under your touch, desperate for more. 

You kiss up to his ear, biting gently at the lobe and he gasps. 

“Love, pleaaase.” He draws out the word between pants of breath. 

He is achingly hard now, his cock straining against his jogging bottoms. You brush the edge of your thigh against it teasingly and Steven sobs. 

“Please!”

You can’t deny him when he asks so prettily. But still you can’t help but tease.

“Please what?” You whisper between slow, light kisses. Barely touching your lips to his skin.

“Pleaaaase,” he moans again as you continue to just rub your leg against him. Enough pressure for him to feel it, but not enough to relieve any of the ache. It burns worse, a fire ignited under his skin.

Steven lets out a choked sob when you suck against his neck once more, the pressure of your teeth sending spikes of heat along his spine. 

You push lightly against his jaw, giving yourself easier access and resting your fore and middle fingers on his plump bottom lip. 

Steven’s tongue darts out, flicking against the skin between your fingers before taking them mouth into his mouth and moaning around them. 

Your actions falter for a second as he sucks on them, spit running down his chin as he takes them as deeply as they can go. Bobbing his head and running his bottom teeth along the underside. 

You lick a strip up his neck and nip softly below his ear. “Is that what you want?” You whisper, voice low and molasses slow. 

Steven moans low, the vibrations running along your fingertips, his eyes screwed tight as he bucks up towards you. 

“Hmmm?” You press your thigh fully against his crouch. “Is that what you need?” 

He lets out another choked sob around your fingers, arching his back off the settee into your touch so he can grind himself against you. 

You watch him for a moment, savouring the sight of him. His head thrown back, the tension in his neck and the dark bruises on his skin. Before you suddenly move away.

Steven sobs at the loss of contact, his eyes fluttering open. 

However he doesn’t get a chance to speak, all too quickly you are just easing up his top so that you can kiss the hot skin just above his jogging bottoms and nuzzle his left hip bone. 

He jumps a little at the swipe of your tongue but groans and arches into your touch. 

You pull down his waistband just enough so that his cock springs free, slapping against his lower stomach. The sight of it makes your mouth water and Steven sighs as you take him in your hand.

Precome shines in the weak light and you lap it up eagerly, pressing your tongue flat against the tip of him and swiping along his slit achingly slow. 

You can feel the tension in his stomach and legs, the small twitches of muscle as he fights to keep himself still as you continue to lick unhurriedly, swirling your tongue around the head and then back to teasing his slit. 

The sweet little hitches of Steven’s breath are like music to your ears. You break away from your actions only to better position yourself and lick the long path back from the root of him to the tip, one hand holding his length, the other massaging his balls.

Heat is pooling in his abdomen, the familiar pressure beginning to spike. 

Steven shifts onto his elbows so that he can watch as you slowly take him into your mouth, tortuous in your movement as you bob up and down, swallowing more of his cock with each dip. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he doesn’t realise he’s muttering under his breath, swearing as if the words were a prayer. 

It’s so warm, so wet, so perfectly overwhelming that it pushes all thoughts out of his head, leaving his mind quiet save for the painfully delicious building of bliss.

You glance up at him, watching him watching you. His eyes are dark, gaze unfocused and mouth open. His chest shudders with each intake of air as he stares at his cock disappearing into you. 

You increase your pace, sucking him harder and taking him so deep that tears begin to prick at the corner of your eyes. 

Pleasure cracks down on him, flares along his limbs as he moans loudly, swearing and bucking up into your mouth, just managing to stop himself from pushing too far. He falls back, head against the armrest, holding onto the sofa cushions for dear life. 

“Love please, oh fuck, oh god,” words pour out of him, “so good, please, you take me so-so, fuck, I,” he’s not paying any attention to what he’s saying, to anything, other than the sweet torment of your mouth and hands. 

He’s going to come soon, he can’t help it, his thighs starting to shake. 

You can tell by his whimpers, the way his eyes are tight shut in pleasure and-

“Which Egyptian queen of the fourteenth century BCE was the wife of the Pharaoh Akhenaten, and is believed by some scholars to have reigned briefly in her own right after her husband's death?”

“Neferneferuaten Nefertiti...” Steven mutters between a moan, not even realising he’s said it. 

“Neferneferuaten Nefertiti.” One of the contestants answers. 

“Correct.”

You pull away from Steven with a pop, unable to hold back your laugh. 

His eyes snap open, the pleading look on his face quickly jumping to confusion and then, “did- did I just answer a...?”

You nod, grinning wildly. 

Red sears into his cheeks and the tops of his ears, panic flooding his features. “Love, I’msosorryIdon’tknowwhyIdidthatIwasjustlostinthemomentI-”

You dive back on him, chasing all other thoughts away as you swallow him down and set a brutal pace.

His hand flies to the back of your head, fingers tight in your hair but not pushing or pulling as his tip hits the back of your throat again and again and again.

Curses race past his lips between the moans and stuttered sorrys. 

His orgasm builds ridiculously fast, your mouth bringing him to the edge and threatening to pull him over as Steven tries to retain some control over himself. 

He can barely get his words out, “I’m, I’m,”

You hum around him, not slowing for a second, and scratch your nails along his thighs. 

Steven comes loudly with a snap of his hips, coming hard into your mouth as you eagerly swallow around him, drinking down every last drop. 

All the tension leaves his body at once, leaving him jellified under you. 

Slowly you ease off of him, giving the tip of his cock a final lick to make sure you cleaned up all of his release before tucking him back into his jogging bottoms. 

You run your hands along his arms as you sit up, gently massaging his muscles as he comes back to himself. 

His breathing evens out and he blinks heavily, gazing up at you. 

“That was,” 

You don’t let him get the words out as you kiss him lightly. Steven moans and moves up with you as you try to move away, cradling the back of your neck with his hands and bringing you back down to his mouth. 

You smile and deepen the kiss, letting him taste himself on your tongue. 

“I’m sorry I answered a question while you were sucking me off.” He mutters.

The bluntness of his words, and the genuine sincerity behind them, make you giggle. You kiss him again before pressing your forehead against his. 

“I think it’s very sexy of you.”

Steven snorts, but at least he’s smiling now. 

“I think we’ll have to make it more interesting next time.” You mutter. He gives you a quizzical look and you grin wickedly, a dark light shining in your eyes. 

“You’ll answer the questions, and if you get one wrong I’ll slow down.”

Steven stares blankly back at you, and for a moment you think he doesn’t understand. It’s not until you see a familiar flush on his skin and hear the little increase in his breathing that you realise it’s the opposite. 

You bite your lip. “You’d like that?” 

Steven nods rapidly, so much he almost becomes a blur.

#steven grant #steven grant x reader #gender neutral reader #steven grant x gn!reader #x reader #moon knight #moon knight x reader #my writing #oscar isaac #oscar isaac characters

[lovejosephquinn]

Authors Note: I am so excited about this. I've been brainstorming all last night and today and I think it's going to go well, I think it'll either be a 4 or 5 part series atm, we'll see how it works out. Thanks for reading, please reblog if you enjoy it or leave a comment if you wish to kept up to date with future parts! 🥰

Summary: You’d set your sights on him and he on you. It all started with a visit to a newly talked about bar which kept you coming more regularly, in the end not just for a drink but yet the inevitability of a creeping flame set alight by a stare which kept dragging you back. After all, lust shouts and love whispers and in the end, only the heart knows the difference.

Under 18's DNI. Warnings: Slow burn, intimidating meets intrigue, a little bit of sexual intension if you look close enough Word Count: 2.6k

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Part 1 ✨ Part 2 ✨ Part 3 ✨ Part 4

To you it was a regular Friday night, you'd just finished work and you were heading through the hustle and bustling streets of London with your colleague. Pub Friday was a heavy reoccurrence, much needed after a long week of 9 to 5, it was the only excuse you had to let your hair down and tonight you'd planned to head over to a newish bar that had opened just shy of a few weeks ago, a huge recommendation by one of your other work friends saying that they'd been and it was a pretty decent place to go to.

Truth be told it was tiresome going to the same place every time, seeing the same faces drowning their sorrows in their drinks, the same couples having the same boring arguments and the same old men staring at you from their non owned and practically unreserved tables in the corner of the room.

You move through the double doors which lead into the unfamiliar space, quieter than what you're used to to say the least. You're faced with the beautiful scenery of a long bar, shelved behind it are at least 100 different bottles of spirits. Tables sprouted around the large room with borderline fancy décor set around the walls to compliment them, it was a vision to behold, a pretty penny had clearly gone into this business and it showed, you were truly mesmerised by the care that was given from a clear renovation, that was until he caught your eye.

Originally he'd had his back turned to you and was nothing but a shadow in your field of vision but the moment you caught a glimpse of his side profile, you almost felt a sudden state of nausea, a strange attraction to someone you'd only spent checking out for practically a millisecond. Then he looked over, it all happened in slow motion. You and your colleague still stood in the doorway like a couple of idiots. The bartender smirked a grin your way, welcoming but intimidating all the same.

"Welcome ladies." The most beautiful sound you'd ever heard came out of him, it was simple yet effective enough to have you swooning, your friend had elbowed you back into reality by the time she'd caught your jaw falling to the floor.

Your friend dragged you over to the bar, the mysterious man was drying down a couple of glasses previously owned by customers which had been handed in once they were leaving.

"How do you like my place?" his eyes remained on you, it was like your soul was being ripped apart by his retinas and he'd stolen all ability for you to even respond.

"It's nice here yeah." Your friend spoke for you, removing his eye contact you for the first time since he'd spotted the two of you at the front of he bar.

"This is your bar?" You said it in a way so sarcastic that you made him scoff. Nice one. His eyes rolled back to find your features reflecting through the beautiful brown colours that sparkled in his iris, a slight darkness added to them through the dimmed lighting, was that intentional or not because it only seemed to be clear enough to see when he was looking right at you.

"It's my bar indeed darling, what or who were you expecting?" The skilful chat this man had in giving you back the response you had quickly spirted out and alighted what looked like an irritation in him. Your thumbs twiddled together as you perched yourself onto the stool next to you, unnerved and excited.

"Never mind." He shook his head. "The name's Joe. What can I get you?"

You both ordered yourselves a large glass of white wine, offering the money over to Joe before he smacked your hand away.

"This ones on me." You tried to offer it again, an almost silent refusal that you would be paying for the drinks you'd been given. Joe took the £10 note out of your hand and put his hands under the bar, acting as though he was fumbling around under there, making himself look busy, slight confusion hit you when his hands eventually came back to eye view he was cupping a pint glass which had the note he'd just taken from you firmly rolled inside of it.

"I said this one's on me." You bit back on your laughter, taking out the money from the glass and slipping it back into your bag, accepting defeat, sipping on your wine you offer him a warm smile, his lips were firmly pressed into a line, you couldn't exactly read him very well, he played a poker face that you couldn't quite shake. You were subdued and it had only been 10 minutes in his company.

Your friend made it feel the most awkward of moments when she announced she was going to the toilet and left you alone with him, luckily he got to serving someone else so by the time he was done, she'd probably be back, but obviously to your bitter disappointment that wasn't the case and Joe was straight back over to you, arms leaning against the bar as he bent down to meet you at your level, the towel he was once cleaning the glasses with now lazily laid over his shoulder like an accessory. There was something so soft about his features, something so brutally innocent which lead you to believe that it was all a façade with the tone in his voice when speaking to you, a completely dissociated difference.

"So you never told me your name?" Why in this stupid time and place did you forget your own name, did you mean to stutter through the saliva that was circulating quickly, stumbling over your own tongue.

"It's uh- it's Y/N."

"Pretty name for a pretty lady." That made you bite your lip and he for sure noticed, his eyes made their own way to watch you do it, his own world now moving in slow motion from the deep breath he partook in once you'd shot the flirtatious body language back at him.

"Did you mean to do that?" Your cheeks released a flush of deep red, realising that you'd actually just done that to a complete stranger, a stranger you were obviously completely hot for.

"I bet you say that to all the girls." You felt like you'd knocked him for six with your response, you were in sudden guard of attempting to faulter his clear confidence in talking to women. It didn't work.

"Only when I mean it." Your friend saved the day when you felt her presence right back at your side again, he shot a wink at you and walked away to serve someone who'd just come through the door.

You completely drowned out the conversation you were clearly not involved in with your friend, watching everything that Joe was doing so intricately, he looked so beautiful doing the simplest of things and that was so threatening to you, your heart and head were speaking completely different languages at this point. Even if this was the first time you'd met him, you were to make sure it wouldn't be the last because there was something about him and you knew yourself, once you were intrigued by something or someone; you were determined to find out.

With the bar getting slightly busier through the evening, he was pre occupied elsewhere, the glances were often yet short, shotting the last one of your wine you left without saying goodbye, imagining his disappointment and creating a fantasy for yourself of him feeling cast down that you'd left so quickly without getting to know him. Why were you kidding yourself? He probably wouldn't of remembered you the next time you went in anyway, but your imagination was throwing that version of future events to the side because it wasn't just a normal look you'd been given, that wasn't how normal hello's were exchanged. You were probably overthinking the whole ordeal, but you had to go back and see. If he remembered, then your heart was right, if he didn't your head was just playing tricks on you, the first option sounded better but the second was probably more feasible.

You prepared yourself for the boring Saturday evening up and coming close, no plans made you took the spontaneity that was lingering in your every being to get ready and go to the bar, after all the mystery man named Joe was all you could muster to think about.

You dressed up to the nines for someone that probably wouldn't shoot their eyes your way again. Not something you'd usually do since your anxiety ridden body wouldn't normally let you, but there was a form of excitement in you so powerful that kept you going for tonight, it would probably be deflated as soon as you found out you were wrong and foolish for going back for the reasons you were and for all intense and purposes you made sure you were to stand out from the crowd.

Entering the bar, it was slightly busier than the previous day, the weekend truly in force and the people of London ready to party until the early hours of the morning. You suddenly felt out of place, all alone in the middle of a bar attempting to see the man who only flirted with you for all of half an hour yesterday, there were more staff located behind the bar, you wandered over, eyes prying all over the place just to even witness a peak of him.

Both a hot and cold sweat came over you when you couldn't see him, all but a crowd of bodies scattered around the room, you felt slightly dizzy in your wake and moved over to step to the front door, quickly deciding it was probably better to give this a miss and accepting you were probably wrong in what you'd been thinking for the last 24 hours. Before you even put your hand on the door, you felt a hand grip to your arm, pulling you towards them with brute force, swerving yourself around to take a look, a slightly older man stood before you, immediately looking you up and down, making your whole body shudder and not the good kind. He leaned down into your ear.

"Lost?"

"No I was just leaving, was trying to find my friend."

"I'll be your friend, come have a drink with me."

"I'm good thanks."

His grip had remained on your arm, you'd attempted to step back but the wall had gotten in the way and you suddenly felt trapped.

"Come on. I won't take no for an answer, one drink."

"I said no, thank you." You tried to be as polite as you could before you were on your way to losing your tether, moving your hand over his you attempted to get him off you, but he squeezed tighter. What kind of creep does this in this day and age, the obvious answer was the entitled pricks that thought they were gods gift to women and didn't like nor understand the word no.

His other hand brushed your hair off of your shoulder, making you squirm disgustingly from his calloused fingers.

"Please let me go."

"When you have a drink with me."

You began to panic when all at once, time and space moved in the blink of an eye and the man was pulled backwards by your now knight in shining armour. You looked up to see Joe, clinging to his shoulders, ragging him towards him, instantly releasing you, you gazed down at the red marks from the way his hand had held you so tightly.

"She said no, mate. Think it's time you were leaving, think you've had enough." The man stormed out in a huff after looking at the seriousness of the pupils that were dilating Joe's eyes from the spout of anger of seeing someone handle a woman in that way; the wrong way.

"Thank you." You felt Joe's hand move over to inspect what could of only been described as a minor injury to your skin, his thumb soothed over making goose bumps reappear over his strokes.

"You're welcome pretty girl. What brings you back here?"

"Just for a drink."

"Alone?" Joe raised an eyebrow, that same shit smirk hitting his lips which made you feel pure infuriation yet made you want to jump him.

"Alone."

"To see me more like." You gulped your saliva back, a heavy breath inhaled when you felt him move closer to you.

"In your dreams." You rolled your eyes.

"No darling, in yours." Joe glared at your movement, taking your hand and bringing you over to the bar.

"So what will it be? Wine?"

"A shot of tequila bar boy."

Joe barked laughter at you, taking out two shot glasses and pouring the lethal spirit into them.

"Two?"

"Cheers Y/N." You picked up your glass, clinking them together you took the shot in unison. The burn felt good at this point but all your brain could muster was that he remembered you. Your heart was pounding and you couldn't even decipher word in the English language to describe how you were feeling right now.

"Before you go and try handing me the cash again, I've got a better idea." You were so predictable to him by this point, you felt instant defeat because your next move would of been to find the money to pay him for the shot. Intrigued by his words, you took a deep breath again, completely wrapped around his little finger to find out what he meant by that.

"Okay?"

"Just to put it out there, you're really fucking attractive darling." He leaned further, your faces inches away from each other. "I know you came here to see me again. I know the feelings mutual. You give me your number and once I get off work tomorrow, you come here and I'll show you what you came for tonight." He moved back, tapping his fingers against the bar. An offer, is that what it was?

Pulling out his phone, he offered it to you to tap your phone into the keypad. You were too flustered and shaky to even respond by this point, but you did it any way. This guy could of been anyone, but you really needed to explore his proposal, after all it's not everyday you feel this down for someone so quickly, you're not losing out either way.

"Good girl." Joe saved your number into his phone. His way with words had you tingling in every crevice of your body, you weren't sure if it was the tequila making you feel this way or whether it was the way he clouded your thoughts with his fiery look.

"Do I get to find out what's happening tomorrow?"

"All in good time."

The bar had gotten even busier by the time you'd managed to look away from him since you'd got to the bar with Joe. He was pulled to the side by one of his employees and when he came back he had a look of annoyance in his face, made softer once again when he saw you sat minding your own business.

"You going to be okay getting home?"

"Yeah, fine. I'm a big girl, I can handle myself." You rolled your eyes again.

"We'll see about that."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" You bit your lip.

You felt his throat strain, a low grunt emerging.

"We'll see." His game was being played twice as hard as yours, you could of cut the tension with a knife.

Joe's hand came up to tuck your hair behind your ear, leaning down he placed a brief kiss on your cheek, the sensation travelled to your core and you were suddenly hooked.

Fuck.

"Until tomorrow." Joe moved away slowly, the now familiar smirk crossing your line of vision once more.

Double fuck.

#joseph quinn fan fiction #joseph quinn fluff #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn angst #joe quinn x reader

[muddyorbsblr]

14 days of valentines collection teaser 2

I just realized that we're less than 10 days away from February, which means that 14 Days of Valentine's is inching closer and closer! With that in mind, for this teaser, I'm going to give y'all a lil summary of what to expect from each of my entries for this project.

Story summaries under the cut

not a fever – James Conrad x Reader

You're quarantined in the laboratory with James Conrad as you try to determine what the effects of the pollen he was exposed to are.

hypotheticals & distractions – Magnus Martinsson x Reader

You and Magnus are tasked with the unfortunate duty of manning the phones through a Friday night and he decides you should play some games to pass the time.

all the right answers – Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Tom decides to help you through reviewing for a certification exam by incentivizing each correct answer, making the decision to "ruin the friendship" in the process.

midnight cravings – Loki x Reader

Deciding to take advantage of the fully stocked pantry within the Avengers Compound, you go down there only to realize that Loki has the same idea, and he decides he'd much rather enjoy his little snack with you. And on you.

paris – Jonathan Pine x Reader

After spending the last few hours pretending to be a loving couple while on a mission in Paris, Jonathan decides to lose himself in the fantasy of having you to himself.

eyes on me, darling – Loki x Reader

You knew that sending Loki raunchy pictures as you tried on lingerie was going to have consequences. You just didn't think that they would be coming your way so quickly.

forgive me, father – Will Ransome x Reader

After being plagued with depraved fantasies of Aldwinter's vicar for months on end, you go to confession in a desperate attempt to alleviate yourself of these sinful thoughts. You didn't expect that the man on the other side of the confessional would be none other than Will Ransome himself.

thirty seconds – Loki x Reader

To celebrate a mission gone right, Loki invites you to his hotel room to have a drink with him, and he proposes you two play a little game beforehand.

keep me safe – James Conrad x Reader

You run into a tent for safety after being chased by a massive insect-like creature while collecting flora samples from Skull Island. The tent belongs to James Conrad.

duty of care – Jonathan Pine x Reader

After Pine rescues you from a bloodthirsty mafia leader, he confesses his feelings for you while tending to your wounds.

maintain our cover – Older Magnus Martinsson x Reader

To catch a suspected serial killer, you and Magnus go undercover in the sex club the suspect frequents to choose his victims. You knew you'd have to partake in the activities with an attendee or two. You didn't expect that he'd want you to partake in them with him.

i have never – Tom Hiddleston x Reader

When you reveal to your co-stars that you've never had a positive experience kissing anyone, let alone a good experience doing more than kissing, Tom visits you in your hotel room to rectify that situation.

measurements – Will Ransome x Reader

After Cora's birthday party, your brother Luke, along with Martha, made a few offhanded jokes about Reverend Ransome being "small", you quickly put them both in their place by explaining what you do back in London: using a man's posture, gait, and overall stature to determine certain "measurements" for your clients.

relinquish the crown: obsessions & fantasies – Loki x Reader

The morning after you had Astrid removed from the palace, you had some rather concerning thoughts about Loki. And after he comforts you through the task of sorting through the traitor's belongings, you have some vivid dreams of him later that night.

#loki x reader #james conrad x reader #tom hiddleston x reader #will ransome x reader #magnus martinsson x reader #jonathan pine x reader #14 days of valentines collection #muddyorbs writes

[kaimaciel]

Angst friday prompt :'D

Engport "give me one damn reason to not walk out of this door!"

Afonso was an idiot.

When Arthur called him in a rare moment of vulnerability, feeling lonely and alienated from the rest of Europe, his brothers and his children, Afonso's heart ached and he offered to come visit him.

He postponed meetings, cancelled plans, and bought a plane ticket to London, hoping to cheer Arthur up.

And for a few blissful moments, he thought he did.

Arthur made reservations at his favourite restaurant and told him he'd meet him there that night at 8 pm, right after he finished a meeting his bosses could not postpone. And so, Afonso went to restaurant and waited.

After 20 minutes, he called Arthur but his call went straight to voicemail. Afonso knew, he'd been in that position many times before, but he decided to wait like the fool that he was. Maybe Arthur's phone died, or maybe he was stuck in traffic with no signal.

It was after one hour and several missed calls that Afonso saw the news of French's prime minister presence in London.

He felt so stupid.

Quickly, Afonso left the restaurant, called an Uber and bought a plane ticket home. He had to grab his stuff at Arthur's place first or else he would go straight home.

As he packed his things, Arthur barged into the apartment, his hair a mess, shirt buttoned incorrectly, and missing both his tie and coat.

"Afonso! I'm sorry!"

Afonso didn't answer, he continued to pack.

"Love, please... I know I let you down terribly," Arthur said, slowly moving closer but not daring to come too close. "Please, let me explain..."

"There's nothing to explain, Arthur. Francis showed up and you were with him."

Arthur opened his mouth but said nothing. He lowered his eyes, his cheeks red.

"You know what's sad? I'm not even surprised anymore," Afonso went on, closing his suitcase. "Why would you choose boring, old me when the person you've always wanted became available?"

"No! Afonso, no! That's not... I didn't... I..."

Afonso could feel his eyes burning. He wasn't going cry in front of Arthur. Not again. Not anymore.

"I'm sick of this, Arthur. Honestly... I'm sick of you."

He grabbed his suitcase and walked out of the bedroom.

"Don't go! Please don't leave. Not like this," Arthur grabbed his arm and pulled him back inside.

"Give me one damn reason to not walk out of this door!" Afonso yelled, as he stared at Arthur with a mix of heartache and humiliation.

Arthur shook his head, but his grip on Afonso's arm got stronger.

"I have no right to demand anything from you, Afonso. What I did was vile... I hurt you. God, I am vile. I ruin everything... I always ruin everything and hurt everyone who ever comes near me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, love. Just please don't leave... please... I beg of you..."

Arthur pulled Afonso down to the floor with him, his grip on his arm strong as if he feared that if he let Afonso go this time there was no coming back.

"Please, Afonso. I love you. I do. I love you so much," Arthur whimpered, as he cried against Afonso's shoulder. "Please don't leave me."

And with his husband crying on top of him, Afonso lost the remaining control he had. He cried, his body shaking with sobs as he finally let go of his suitcase.

#this ended up big! #these two are a minefield of angst 😭 #i hope you like it #hetalia #aph portugal #hws portugal #aph england #hws england #engport #hetalia axis powers #hetalia world stars #arthur kirkland

[believemetheodore]

Blue Christmas

Ted Lasso x GN!Reader

I had an idea, and I cranked it out in like an hour, and now it's here! He’s with his son for Christmas, and that’s what matters most. But, while the reminder helps to settle self-disdain, it doesn’t keep the loneliness at bay. It doesn’t offer any protection from the things that go bump in the night or offer a hand to hold on the walk to work in the morning.  Warnings: mildly angsty feelings, happy ending, Henry (lmk if you want me to add anything)

The flat is dead silent without him. No shared laughter. No hooting or hollering. No real excitement. It feels selfish to want to complain about the lonely feeling that’s begun to settle in; creeping into every nook and cranny, making itself comfortable in the gaps in the floorboards, chilling the empty side of the bed. He’s back home in Kansas on a well-deserved break, visiting Henry for the holidays. 

How could anyone blame the man for wanting to spend time with his son? What’s a few weeks alone when it means that he’s happy? 

He calls every day, sometimes more than once; his voice-over speakerphone makes it possible to pretend that he’s in the room.  

He left some of his sweaters behind, and the scent of his cologne lingers. It’s tough but curled up in his clothes, it’s possible to masquerade normalcy, falling into a routine. Familiar comfort stays preserved within the apartment walls, but it’s just not home without movie nights or breakfast-for-dinner Fridays. 

He left notes scattered in the most peculiar places; in the pockets of coats, boxes of cereal, and the sock drawer. Each note it’s own kind of bittersweet; a reminder of his favourite way to spend Tuesday afternoons, a thoughtful piece of trivia, a poem he found, a terrible joke, a rambling expression of his love and gratitude. Each scrap of paper is a tug on the heartstrings, bringing on a bright smile and highlighting the void left since his departure. 

Life’s metaphorical glass feels half-full without him. Each morning is more melancholy than the last. Each night is just a tally, crossing off another day on the calendar before he returns. 

His eyes crinkle when he smiles over FaceTime. Beaming, he recounts the day he spent with Henry at a tree farm, hunting down the perfect Christmas tree to put up at mama Lasso’s house. He talks about trying to make a popcorn garland, ultimately unsuccessfully, as he and Henry did more snacking on than stringing the kernels.

It’s easy to get caught up in his joy. His enthusiasm is as infectious as ever, and when Henry joins the call, it’s clear he’s inherited his father’s natural charisma. But secondhand excitement trades places with a dreaded feeling of neediness and unwanted jealousy. A desire to be with him, to go where he goes. Together.

It’s love, but it stings in a way that only feels like guilt. He’s with his son for Christmas, and that’s what matters most. But, while the reminder helps to settle self-disdain, it doesn’t keep the loneliness at bay. It doesn’t offer any protection from the things that go bump in the night or offer a hand to hold on the walk to work in the morning. 

The holiday comes with parties, too much champagne, and opening gifts, wondering if a laptop screen can accurately display such strong and deep feelings of love in a person’s eyes. Yearning.

Henry’s gifts postmarked from London arrive shortly after the presents from his parents and Santa. He’s the sweetest boy, with the biggest heart, and it’s impossible to remain unmoved by his genuine curiosity, wonder, and his shout “thank you, thank you, thank you!” through the speaker. There’s no hesitation when it comes to agreeing that Henry should spend a few weeks in London over the summer. 

The conversation slows, with Henry running off to enjoy his new gifts and gadgets. Ted has lots to share and a lot of time to listen. It’s peaceful, But, hot chocolate doesn’t taste as sweet when there are no kisses to follow. His voice is like honey, warm and soothing when the room feels so cold. For a moment, it’s hard to believe he’s an ocean away. He’s calmer than usual, subdued and subtle. Can the crackle of a slow internet connection explain how he sounds like he’s yearning, too? 

There are no more notes to be found by the time midnight of the New Year rolls in. Marked by the sound of firecrackers and the banging of pots and pans in the street. 

Ted’s flight landed at 11:45, but it’ll be well passed 2 am by the time he makes it home. But even the desire to be awake when Ted finally walks back through the door is no match for deep-seated exhaustion. 

His hand is warm, shaking the shoulder of the one he loves. “Good morning. Happy New Year,” he’s quiet when he speaks. 

Blinking brings him into focus. “I missed you,” the confession slips out with embarrassing ease. “I missed you too”. 

Simple. Easy. Honest. “I have something to show you,” He speaks again, head tilting to gesture towards the door. He stands from his crouched position next to the bed, offering up his hand to hold.

Old floorboard creak and the walk down to the living room is punctuated by two sets of footsteps for the first time in more than a month. The room is bathed in a pale yellow glow of candlelight. The miniature Christmas tree in the corner of the room is strung with tiny string lights, blinking from red to green. A deep breath in smells like sugar and spice, and leads dazzled eyes to the plate of fresh cinnamon rolls on the coffee table. 

It feels like all of the holidays rolled into one, a display of all the devotion he hadn’t been able to paraphrase in his notes or convey through longing looks. Perfect. 

 Hair mused from travel; he’s still nothing but a heartstopper. His voice, his touch, his thoughts, his jokes, he’s just so much better in person. Every bit of him was so well missed. Laughter sounds magical when it’s shared. And kisses taste like icing sugar and cocoa. It’s all like pieces fitting back into place. Tenderness seeps back in, love filling the rooms of the flat once more. This is what home feels like. 

#ted lasso #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso x gn!reader #ted x reader

[rodeoromeo]

May 25, 1977 . ended up spending a lot of time with Maureen, including staying at her and Isaac's flat a few odd nites. She is the only person I've met in a real long time that didn't irritate me even once. Not one thing she did ever bothered me. Anyway, on Monday afternoon she took me out to Friar Park to shoot the doorknobs. We picked up her kids and spent a couple of hours wandering around the gardens. What an incredible place that is. They've got all these caves that maze under the gardens. I took pictures of her and the kids. I hope they turn out nice cause I'd like to send her a couple. Afterwards, we went back to the flat and Fabio was there. We all just played around til the wee bours, taking snaps and trying to make a mold of an ashtray for me to give Klaus. It didn't work out but we had fun.

Tivo years later I was back in London for the book, and even though I'd barely spoken to Maureen since Fabio died...

Winkfield 3:15am Fri. 13 Apr 78… ended up going to Henley and then coming back here to visit Maureen. Had a nice afternoon and it ended up with her wanting my # of which I didnt know where I would be staying so she invited me to stay here. I have the flat that's separate from the house and am being treated great by all. She put me up for three weeks at her beautiful country home. It was much quieter than the previous visit when after the day's work everyone would meet at Mo's Mayfair flat for drinks. Then it would be out to dinner and off to the infamous private club Tramp, where one time I suddenly looked up and realized, "oh, that's Pete Townsend who just sat down at our table for a drink and a chat." At Winkfield it was family time, and at one point even Ringo showed up to stay for a while. Friday 20 April 79 ..went to an art store and went crazy on stuff for me and stuff for the kids and Ringo and Maureen... Went home excited to give the gifts, which all enjoyed and really got into. Was like an art school at the house and made me feel really good. Then the night turned into an all-nighter with watching videos and talking to Maureen. Seems I had an unusually large amount of time to spend with Maureen, but I'm certainly not complaining for that.

Maureen had a huge heart and was fiercely loyal. She was quick to tell me that she hated the Starart cover. Even though it was Klaus borrowing from his own design of the Beatles Revolver cover, Maureen felt we were trying to profit off the Beatles fame. She was no longer a Beatle wife but she still had their backs. How could I not love and respect her?

- “Everybody I Shot Is Dead”, Deborah Chesher

#Maureen Starkey #Richard Starkey #Ringo Starr #The Beatles #Beatle Wives #op

[bcacstuff]

Timeline 5 Oct 2022 - Dec 2022

Timeline 5

For completeness and to consult when there’s discussion about his whereabouts. In addition to the previous timelines.

Timeline 5 covers 2 October 2022 - 31 December 2022

Previous dates see timeline 4 here

On Sunday October 2nd 2022 he posted a promo video for his book from Loch Lomond, where he turned out to be with Valbo and a camera crew

It looks like he was filming for the rest of the week and flew to NYC on Friday October 7 from Edinburgh, when also a new book event was announced for October 17th in NYC. Taking place before the already announced ones in Edinburgh and London.

October 8 & 9 NYCC, many pics, with DL and DB, Q&A on Saturday evening, Sunday OL panel. On the Saturday Q&A he also tells the fans he'll be flying home on Sunday and return for the book event on Monday October 17 for one day as he needs to be on set again the next day.

Meanwhile filming went on, they were filming in Culross at the beginning of October, other locations for the rest of the month include Midhope (Lallybroch), Cambusmore (Fraser's Ridge), Stirling and Dalmeny. On October 11 Starz announced the cast that'll join the new season, new and some old ones. In some articles it is also announced that C and S became executive producers for the show.

He was spotted on October 16 again in NYC, the day before the book event in NYC at 92Y.

On Friday October 21, the interview and video on Conic Hill at Loch Lomond (see Oct. 2nd above) was broadcasted by the BBC One show

October 23 & 24 Book events in Edinburgh and London. On October 24 he appeared on GMA (pre-recorded while in NYC on October 17) Where he also pre-recorded an interview for parade.com

On October 25 the official launch and he was signing books at Goldsboro Bookshop in London

October 26 an interview on the Zoe Ball show was broadcasted and a fan chased him down in London

As already known, the last days of October and November 1st Dalmeny was set as location for a number of extras. Meanwhile new dates were added on their schedules showing that the first 2 weeks in November Liverpool would be used as a location. A newspaper article confirmed and announced that the location would be used for the Philadelphia storyline. A tweet on November 1st showed how the scenery was prepared. A post of Diarmaid Murtagh who plays Buck MacKenzie in S7 on November 3rd learns that he is done filming, his location was Culross. Cait posts on November 5 that they've been doing digital press the past week.

On November 4 Graham MT posts a picture showing him, DL and S on a night out the day before (Nov. 3rd) in Edinburgh at the Aizle.

As of Monday November 7th lots of things going on in Chester and Liverpool, videos and lots and lots of pics and other footage is being posted from the filming location for the whole week, also showing SH in a scene with DB. On Friday we see they are cleaning up the place and get a TikTok showing S in London at Waterstones Piccadilly.

The visit to London was just short apparently as on Sunday 13 November Duncan posts a picture showing GMcT and S at the Sheep Heid Inn in Edinburgh, and GMcT posts the same and some more. On Monday 14 November S posts a video, and a story about the weekend, visiting Tom Kitchin at his restaurant in Edinburgh. One of the other actors, Doug Rao, who was at the same diner party posted about an epic stag weekend, which gave us the idea GMcT is going to have a Scottish wedding soon. A week later MacKenzie Leather Edinburgh posts a picture of SH with the same sporran Doug Rao posted before, noting that S was there the weekend before to get his 'special' sporran, hinting more to follow about this early next year, which gives the indication Graham's celebration will be early next year!

On November 17th the American Reality Television Awards are presented in a virtual show, Men in Kilts wins 3 awards, the appearance was clearly recorded shortly after he arrived back from New Zealand recording MiK2, roughly between February 15-20. He mentions it himself and his hair shows the length he had at that time and even before the OL Premiere in London on February 24th.

November 20 Sam attends the BaftaScotland Awards and wins the audience award. Lots of pics and videos of him and other cast members in attendance, SS, John B, David B with gf, CB, Lauren L.

November 21st Sam announces the partnership with SGwine and Sassenach, he announces celebrating it with a M&G on December 3 in NYC and December 4 in Miami.

On November 26th Sam is spotted at the iasg restaurant, a restaurant of the Blythwood Square Hotel in Glasgow. A fan posts a fanpic she took with him that day, and in a picture on IG of a random person he appears to be in the background.

Outlander filming went on according to extras schedules, in studio and outside on location as well, and it looks like they’re filming at least until December 22nd.

On December 2nd Sam was spotted in NYC at Jacks Wife Freda, Soho NYC with Alex, the pics looked very staged.

On December 3rd the NYC whisky event at Total Wine took place, several pics and videos from the event

A day later the same at Total Wine in Miami, where he apparently stayed at the Ritz Carlton Coconut Grove and had diner with the SVP Communications of SG.

No hurry to get to LA or back to Glasgow as it seems, he had time to visit the Zoological Wildlife Foundation in Miami, posted on December 7th.

Announced on December 7th is a book signing in Glasgow on December 18th. So he wont stay the holidays in the US.

While AN posted a story from an airport, which turned out to be the Ronald Reagan National Airport in Washington D.C. (or Virginia), news broke that S is announced to be on a Spanish tv show in Madrid on December 14.  The next day another event in Madrid organized by MoviestarPlus was posted on Twitter for December 13. Shortly before midnight EST AN posted a pic showing him and S in the Soho Cigar Bar in NYC. Unclear if this was posted as a latergram or not, though this information seems to confirm it was RT.

On Monday 12 December he was a guest on the morning show called 3rd hour today in NYC. It was only announced the night before. Pictures and a video leaving the show and meeting fans outside. Later that day he got papped while leaving the hotel on Crosby street and waiting for a taxi, unaware how Peter Dinklage walks right pass him.

Tuesday 13 December he’s in Madrid, Spain, in the evening an event organized by MovistarPlus takes place. Many videos and pictures of the event posted everywhere and the event could be followed live via IG.

Wednesday 14 December is a busy day with several interviews in the morning and pre-recording the tv show that will air the same night. In the evening he attends the Esquire Award event in the Casino de Madrid where he will get an Award as international actor HombresEsquireES. The next day he’s spotted by a fan, still in Madrid.

Meanwhile OL filming goes on including nightshoots and early morning calls in the freezing cold.

He seems to be home in Glasgow according to a story he posted on Friday 16 December showing a card in his kitchen. Sunday 18 December the announced signing at Waterstones in Glasgow takes place and he did some book shopping, though at the other Waterstones store on Byres road. In the evening he visits a concert of Paolo Nutini in Glasgow.

His driver couldn’t resist telling us that filming wrapped for the holidays on Wednesday 21 December and they had a little party which apparently ended at Sam’s place. 

Friday 23 December a picture showed him in Edinburgh donating a motorcycle he won earlier that year, a video confirmed it as real time.

Christmas and the Holidays was spent in Scotland, he posted from Edinburgh (his mother’s place) on Christmas day, visited a game at Murrayfield on December 30 and posted a picture (car ad) from Edinburgh on December 31 saying he ends the year in Edinburgh.

Other timelines:

Pre Hawaii timeline

Timeline 1 August 2020 Timeline 2 September 2021 Timeline 3 February 2022 Timeline 4 August 2022

#timeline #october 2022 #december 2022

[theretirementstory]

Greetings from a cloudy Troyes in the Aube département of France. It’s 7c, raining and I think we are due 11c and a drier day. Not that it matters to me I am still ensconced in my hospital room 13 days after arriving.

The arrival of my eldest son may well give them the impetus to send me home, as there will be someone with me 24/7, for a few days.

When I came into hospital I brought my usual notebook, pen in bag etc, well the pen only ran out the first Thursday I was here (wish I could have joined it 😂). Now, a week later I asked for a pen and was given a whole brand new one to keep ……. the notebook is filling up nicely now with diary notes, questions etc.

Today is Mother’s Day in the UK, a big greeting to all of the mothers being feted by sons and daughters throughout the Kingdom.

I am going to introduce the music section, this was prompted by a telephone call before I was admitted to hospital. I was talking to a friend in North East England about “back in the day”, as they say, and talking of artists, she recalled going to see the amazing Sylvester in a night club in MIDDLESBROUGH! Yes they brought Soul artists from the States and they performed amongst the Steel workers, dockers etc of the grimy north east. So with this in mind here are two records I love . The first is back to 1974, ( I remember it well 😂) it’s the Isley Brothers with “Summer Breeze”. The second one is from three years earlier 🙈, 1971, and it’s The Four Tops with “Simple Game”. Enjoy, oldies but classics.

Now let’s concentrate on me! I was so “out of it” a couple of days last week, I remembered dreaming of speaking French and then there I was telling myself the phrase isn’t correct! Well I must admit that dream really did do something because I am now speaking more French to the nurses, taxi driver, Uncle Tom Cobley and all. I have even been (dare I utter it) reading the booklet on the next stage of treatment which is all in French, wow, I understand so very much, there are jottings in the margins now in case I lose this new talent!

I had a bit of bad news in the early part of the week. I heard of four people who had passed away! One was Marie-Therese who I visited London with a couple of years ago. Her son rang me and I really had to give in to tears. However, she had had a good life, she would have been 88 years old on the 6 March! A couple were relatives of friends and my kind next door neighbour and another a man I knew from when we were all in our 20’s.

I received a telephone call giving me the date of the next PET scan, 20 March, let’s hope I am at home for a break before then 🤣. Then, I got the appointment at the hospital in Paris, for the consultation on the next steps in my treatment, that was on Friday. Fortunately the doctor spoke excellent English and I had quite pertinent questions to ask. All being well, I will go there for harvesting of leucocytes towards the end of March. After that I think I should be called “The Combined Harvester” as I will have had stem cells and leucocytes harvested 😂.

As I have said my eldest son “The Photographer” is coming to see me. If I ever get out of here, we will do a lot of the jobs I need to be done (mainly computer work) and tidy things up there.

It’s the weekend before “The Reconnect Navigator’s” birthday so celebrations are taking place. A nice evening out last evening, wonderful!

“The Trainee Solicitor” has lots on his mind as in pricing up for new items in the house. It’s not that they are just cosmetic they are actually needed. So investing now could see benefits later.

I had a video call with my gorgeous grandchildren yesterday. My grandson was a bit confused he thought I was taking a bath when in fact I was laid in the hospital bed. Well he is only a young boy so that’s fine.

Now to the newest member of the “clan”, “The Jetsetter”. I am not quite sure of the schedule of “turnarounds” she will be doing over the next few months but after arriving back from Norway, I guess washing is all done and a change of clothes for the change of temperatures. Plus am sure it is going to be warmer in Italy. Not too sure of the region but have a wonderful time indeed.

Well guess you can’t always guarantee good weather, as I had a holiday in the Alto Adige region of Italy (a long time ago). It was August and in Trafoi where I stayed it was rather pleasant weather. Friends and I caught the bus to the top of the Stelvio Pass only to find it snowing and a nice cover there was too (especially for someone wearing sandals 🙈). The bus had to put snow chains on to come back down the hairpin bends. What an adventure that was!

It looks as if we have caught up with all of my news. The beauty of the two hour drive to Paris and back is that being in the Saint-Antoine district there are wonderful sites to see. Last year it was the Gare du Lyon, this time it was “The Bastille”. I was lucky to catch the couple enjoying a stroll and looking towards the monument then further along, on the bridge over the Seine, where we were fortunate to be stuck in traffic for another view.

I wish you all a good week until next week.

#troyes #paris #bastille #la seine #photography #barsuraube #70’s music

[nothingunrealistic]

billions season 7 timeline notes

7x01 tower of london: the printer throwing incident happens five months after prince’s discussion with wendy about running for president in 2024.

7x01 tower of london: the rhoades family dinner at primola is a “super-early bird” dinner.

7x01 tower of london: axe’s flight to switzerland cost bach six months of good standing with the bar.

7x01 tower of london: a news headline mentions hurricane nicole making landfall in vero beach, florida, which happened on november 10, 2022.

7x01 tower of london: axe arranged a deal to get javelin anti-tank missiles to ukraine “early in the conflict.”

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7x02 original sin: korlera’s medical devices use bluetooth 5.2, the specification for which was released in december 2019.

7x02 original sin: chuck gets the call from the president after 9 pm.

7x02 original sin: when axe asks wendy & wags & taylor to stay in london, wags claims that they arrived three days ago and that he would have accepted if axe had asked them then.

7x02 original sin: luke asks prince and andy to list all the sexual partners they’ve had in the last five years.

7x03 winston dick energy: michael lewis and the bar patrons are celebrating the 35th anniversary of liar’s poker, which was published in 1989.

7x03 winston dick energy: ben kim has been seeing dr. mayer for six months, and she’s returning from her conference in vienna “tomorrow night.”

7x03 winston dick energy: winston pitches wde to bonnie’s firm the day after leaving prince cap.

7x03 winston dick energy: prince gives taylor and philip 48 hours to handle winston before sacker takes legal action.

7x03 winston dick energy: senior was faithful to his wife for five months after chuck’s son kevin was born, but broke that streak at the opening of the bedminster golf club, which happened on the fourth of july weekend in 2004.

7x03 winston dick energy: prince’s super PAC filing is dated november 28, 2022.

7x03 winston dick energy: winston was born in 1989, despite previously claiming he was about five years old when the matrix came out in 1999.

7x04 hurricane rosie: allerd has been visiting gamblers anonymous meetings for years.

7x04 hurricane rosie: prince and kai huang liu senior have been in business together for over a decade.

7x04 hurricane rosie: scooter is supposed to conduct the new york philharmonic orchestra “two weeks from tomorrow.”

7x04 hurricane rosie: kai huang liu senior and junior are 50 and 22, respectively.

7x04 hurricane rosie: tuk claims the last category five hurricane was years ago. as of the airing of 7x04, the most recent category five atlantic hurricane was hurricane ian in late september 2022, likely after this line was written, though before it was filmed. the most recent category five atlantic hurricanes prior to ian were hurricanes dorian and lorenzo, both in september 2019.

7x04 hurricane rosie: chuck’s board of leads on prince has dates spanning from 1990 to 2023.

7x04 hurricane rosie: philip taught his chess club to play poker in sixth grade, won money from them in high school, and in eleventh grade decided to use that money to throw them all a party at the end of twelfth grade.

7x04 hurricane rosie: prince claims he’ll be in office in two years.

7x04 hurricane rosie: everything from the first scene at prince cap to the end of the episode happens in one day.

7x05 the gulag archipelago: prince and scooter are attending a listening party for killer mike’s album michael, which was released on june 16, 2023.

7x05 the gulag archipelago: wendy and luke’s dinner reservation is for 7:30.

7x05 the gulag archipelago: prince and scooter leave the listening party and get their phones back at 5:20 pm.

7x05 the gulag archipelago: the entire episode, barring the flashbacks to ira being mugged, takes place on friday, january 13, 2023.

7x06 the man in the olive drab t-shirt: grigor asks axe to get him back into america 72 hours before axe relays that request to chuck.

7x06 the man in the olive drab t-shirt: prince was “a kid” during ross perot’s presidential campaign in 1992.

7x06 the man in the olive drab t-shirt: when wags talks to sacker about her run for congress, her filing deadline is months away and prince's speech is days away.

7x06 the man in the olive drab t-shirt: sacker refers to her conversation with luke in 7x05 as being “a few weeks back.”

7x06 the man in the olive drab t-shirt: prince receives the second round of employee feedback and sacker’s list of replacement attorneys the day before his speech.

7x07 dmv: kevin’s driving test was on a monday morning.

7x07 dmv: the prize for casino night includes an all-expenses-paid trip to the irish open, which is held yearly in september.

7x07 dmv: wendy says casino night was “the other night” when explaining that it functioned as a performance review.

7x08 the owl: senior has been going to the owl for 52 years.

7x08 the owl: a financial journal article says that prince’s tv appearance in 7x06 was “last month.”

7x08 the owl: the first day of the winter conclave of the owl is on tuesday, march 7, 2023.

7x09 game theory optimal: scooter hired an expert in english architecture weeks ago.

7x09 game theory optimal: judge rucker reduces dr. gilbert’s prison sentence to 26 months, which he has already served.

7x09 game theory optimal: the first time chuck abused the power of his office was when he was a line prosecutor.

7x09 game theory optimal: wendy plans to start work as the ceo of mental on monday.

7x10 enemies list: taylor and axe’s attempt to buy shares in mental is carried out after hours on a private market.

7x10 enemies list: wendy has rian come to chuck's house before the market opens to look over mental’s financial records.

7x10 enemies list: wendy signed her contract with mental on march 23, 2023.

7x10 enemies list: derek was in a chinese prison for “a few weeks” from his capture in 7x08 to his release in this episode.

7x11 axe global: the entire episode takes place in the two days following the end of 7x10, with the flashbacks being the day after and the present-day segments being two days after.

7x11 axe global: dunlop says she likes the “spunk and fire” of angel reese, a college basketball player who became known for her actions in an ncaa championship game on april 2, 2023.

7x11 axe global: the rally at which prince announces dunlop as his running mate is on msnbc at 11:02 pm.

7x11 axe global: the first presidential briefing to which prince is invited is at camp david tomorrow.

7x12 admirals fund: wags and sacker’s conversation in the elevator in 7x06 was 8 weeks ago. sacker’s confrontation of wendy, wags, and taylor came a few hours later.

7x12 admirals fund: the second meeting of the performance review panel in 7x07 was 4 weeks ago.

7x12 admirals fund: axe expects to have between 90 minutes and 2 hours to act while prince is at camp david.

7x12 admirals fund: news of the energy sector investigation leaks about 20 minutes after chuck tells the sdny not to leak anything.

7x12 admirals fund: the reinstatement of connerty's law license is dated april 4, 2023.

7x12 admirals fund: axe's dinner with dunlop in 7x11 was 4 days ago.

7x12 admirals fund: the meeting at which axe suggested moving employee accounts into the admirals fund was the same day as the peace talks in 7x11, and was 3 days ago.

7x12 admirals fund: the price of the six natural gas stocks affected by rumors of an investigation was lowest around 1 pm.

conclusion: season 7 takes place from early november 2022 to early april 2023.

#billions #chronology posting

[laurasstufff1]

hi 🤗 could you write one where christian pulisic and y/n are in a relationship but she lives in france and goes to visit chris in england every weekend by train and she gets really exhausted from the travel so he decides to ask her parents if she could go live with him and the girl's parents only accept if they get married and they decide to get married even though they are young.

I don't know if you could understand my English is horrible and you are free to change something 😘😘😘

warning: mention of loosing y/n's mum. I feel like I changed some things in this one, hope you still like it <3 <3

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“I reserved dinner at Le Gavroche” Christian pronounced with his bad French accent, trying to make it up by kissing the side of your head while you were unpacking the little clothes you took for yet another weekend in London.

“Tonight?”  You asked lifting your eyes form the clothes just a second to look at him

“Yes. What’s wrong?” He asked sensing something wasn’t good by your tone. 

“Nothing, I’m just tired” you shrugged hanging your dresses.

“You should just stay here then. Forever”.

“You know my dad, Christian and-“

“And I’m so scared of him” he cut you off making you laugh even thought you were, indeed, so tired “But what do you want me to do? I fell in love with her beautiful daughter, who takes a fucking train underwater to come and see me in the weekends, but we can never do anything exiting because she’s always tired” he said at once. Indeed, that was a good summary of your relationship state right now.

You met Christian during some holidays in London almost 2 years ago, getting along like a house on fire from the first minute, even second. But your dad… he’s an old schooled man. First, he hated that Christian wasn’t French (‘at least he could learn the language!’ He shouted when you informed him that he had to talk to him in English), then it was even worse when you told him he was a footballer (‘couldn’t he find a real job? Isn’t America the land of opportunities?’ He laughed). And every Friday morning, when he saw you going down the stairs with your uni bag and your little suitcase for the weekend, he would stop talking to you until at least  next Tuesday.

The first time Christian visited France you introduced him to your parents. Your mum was so happy, your dad, not too much. That same night Christian and you informed them about your wishes to move in together ‘not before getting married’ your dad said very clearly and sure as your mum just smiled and kissed your cheeks, but not saying anything more. 

Now that it was only you and your father, you just didn’t want to disobey or disappoint him after the hard times you both had to go through, times where Christian made you a little bit happier.

“I know. I’m sorry” you said sitting on the bed, looking down at your hands, and only then Christian blamed himself for what he just said. “I shouldn’t-“

“No. I shouldn’t’ve said that, it’s not your fault” he said reaching your side, placing his arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to him. “You are the one who sacrifices for us, traveling all the weekends and confronting your father. I’m just here in London, going training everyday, wishing to find you here every time I get home, tired and sweaty” he huffed making you giggle “and I feel so selfish for that”.

“There’s nothing you can do” you mumbled hiding your face on his neck.

“I can do something” he said, and you immediately separated your face to look at him.

“Are you breaking up with me?” 

“God, no!! Not in a million years!” He laughed hugging you tight, tighter “I’m going home with you. I have Monday off, so we’ll take the first train in the morning and I’ll came back at night” “That’s too tiring. You have to go training on Tuesd-“

“Nah nah nah” he cut you off laughing “I already bought my tickets. Now sleep for a bit and let’s enjoy this time together, alright?” And he got up, walked to the other side of the bed and turn down the bed for you, even thought it was only 4pm. “I’ll wake you up when dinners ready, we can watch a movie or something” he said while closing the curtains, kissing your lips and leaving, closing the door behind him with a huge sigh.

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“Dad” you greeted him. In was completely unexpected, he was leaving the house when you were just about to open the door. “You remember Christian, right?”

“Mais si. Bonjour Christian, ça va?”

“Dad, you know he doesn’t speak French” you warned him as you did before so many other times. 

“Excuse moi, je suis en reatard”  he  said before leaving, closing the door behind you. 

“He really hates me, doesn’t he?” Christian laughed, and you had to love him for that, most of the boys would be ran away already. “Can you at least tell me what he said?” He curiously asked.

“Just good morning and ‘excuse me, I’m running late’” you you mocked with a French accent while walking upstairs to his room, of course, you couldn’t share a room. 

And then dinner came. Christian was nervous, who wouldn’t with a dad like yours, but thank God it was just dinner, at home, and it wasn’t polite to talk while eating anyways. That’s why you were so concerned when you watched Christian getting up in front of you and your father.

“I know you don’t really like me” he started saying and your dad just nodded, you just couldn’t believe how shameless he did it “we don’t have too many things in common, but only one, that’s your daughter. We both love her and we both would risk our own lives for her. It was love at first sign, Sir, not for her, but I managed to get her to fall in love with me” he giggled hearing your laugh as you remembered those first ‘dates’ where you just treated him like a friend but he was head over heels for you “she’s the one traveling every weekend to see me. She’s already a grown up woman, so much has changed in her and in me during the last two years. She’s ready and capable to live a life full of joy and achievements, and I want nothing more than to be by her side, in the good and the bad: I hate it when she calls me crying because she had a bad day just as much as I hate it when she calls me and she can’t even pronounce the words correctly because of the huge smile on her face, I just want to be with her. She could’ve move in with me already, I asked her more than once, but she always said no because of you. I’m not trying to throw it on your face, I just want to show you the respect she has for you, as much as I have. I remember the first time I met you and your wife and I just asked you for permission to move in together, you said not before getting married. That’s why, tonight im asking you for her han-” He stopped talking abruptly when your dad let his fork fell to the floor. Only then he looked at you and saw your crystal eyes, and then looked back at Christian, with the same expression on his face. Your father himself was also on the edge of crying as soon as Christian mentioned his wife, your mum.

“Dad” you whispered begging him for an answer, whatever it would be, because you knew that wherever he liked it or not, you’ll end up with Christian.

“I don’t like you, Christian” he said as if it was something knew. “but your mum did” he added looking back at you. “It was scary before, but now, without her, it’s even more” he chuckled and now you could swore he was crying as much as you were. 

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be just a call away, we’ll talk everyday on the phone, I promise” you mumbled practically begging him to say yes while Christian just looked, not wanting to interrupt the touching moment he just created.

“Okay” your dad finally said, and you just panted as if you were holding your breath ever since Christian got up from his chair. Only when you felt Christian hand on your shoulder you got up too, falling directly into his arms, sobbing on his shoulder, but he was also crying. You were about to kiss, but your dad talked again “I just hope” he said “the wedding is in France”

“Of course!” Christina said moving to hug your father, who wasn't expecting you at all and it made you laugh so hard “Thank you, sir”. 

“Just call me Leonard” your dad said, making Christian look at you speechless after your dad said he could call him by his name, which only made you laugh even harder while you hugged your dad now. Christian  just stood still watching from his spot, still not believing that your dad had finally accept the fact that he was, indeed, very much in love with her daughter.

#christian pulisic #football imagine #football fanfic #footballer imagine #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic fanfics #christian pulisic one shot #footballer fanfic

[lambychop]

It’s that time of year again besties!! In the spirit of the season, I present to you:

Athina’s Horror Masterlist

Slashers

The Halloween Franchise

The Friday the 13th Franchise

The Nightmare on Elm Street Franchise

The Scream Franchise

The Child’s Play Franchise

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Franchise

My Bloody Valentine (1981)

The Burning

Alice, Sweet Alice

The Town That Dreaded Sundown

Slumber Party Massacre

Sleepaway Camp

You’re Next

Black Christmas

Prom Night

Happy Death Day

Maniac

Hatchet

Pieces

The Prowler

The Candyman Franchise

The Hellraiser Franchise

Psycho

Tourist Trap

When a Stranger Calls

Terror Train

The Last House on the Left

The Hills Have Eyes

The Stepfather (1987)

The House on Sorority Row

I Know What You Did Last Summer Franchise

Urban Legends

American Psycho

Rob Zombie’s Firefly Series

The Strangers

The Purge Franchise

Don’t Breathe

The Wrong Turn Franchise

There’s Someone Inside Your House

X

Haunt

Hell Fest

Terrified

Trick

Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer

31

Fear Street Series

Creature Features

A Quite Place I and II

The Thing

Underwater

The Descent

The Alien Franchise

The Predator Franchise

Jaws

47 Meters Down

Shark Night

Black Water

Rogue

Alligator

Anaconda

The Fly

C.H.U.D.

The Tremors Franchise

The Ruins

Castle Freak

Basket Case

Supernatural

The Conjuring Franchise

The Insidious Franchise

The Amityville Horror

The Poltergeist Franchise

Sinister

The Autopsy of Jane Doe

Lights Out

The Exorcist

The Grudge

The Ring

The Evil Dead Series

The Night House

The Woman in Black

It Follows

Susperia

The Babadook

Hereditary

The Witch

The Changeling

1408

Dead Silence

It (Chapters 1 & 2)

The Shining

Doctor Sleep

Oculus

Crimson Peak

The Orphanage

The Empty Man

Thirteen Ghosts

Rosemary’s Baby

Carrie

The Skeleton Key

The Omen

Devil

Mama

The Rite

Sleepy Hollow

The Ritual

Pet Sematary

The Endless

The Dark and the Wicked

The Void

The Wretched

Eli

In the Tall Grass

Werewolves

An American Werewolf in London

The Howling

Howl

Ginger Snaps

The Wolf of Snow Hollow

Bad Moon

Wer

Dog Soldiers

Silver Bullet

The Cursed

Vampires

The Lost Boys

Fright Night

Salem’s Lot

30 Days of Night

Nosferatu

From Dusk Till Dawn

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night

Bran Stoker’s Dracula

I Am Legend

Zombies

Night of the Living Dead

Dawn of the Dead

Day of the Dead

Train to Busan

28 Days Later & 28 Weeks Later

Pontypool

Blood Quantum

Re-Animator

World War Z

Found Footage

Paranormal Activity Franchise

Grave Encounters

V/H/S Franchise

Host

As Above So Below

Hell House, LLC. Franchise

Creep

Spree

Dashcam

Gonjiam Haunted Asylum

Unfriended and Unfriended: Dark Web

The Blair With Project

The Taking of Deborah Logan

Devil’s Pass

Savageland

Apollo 18

The Mirror

Troll Hunter

Lake Mungo

REC / Quarantine

The Bay

The Conspiracy

Cloverfield

Cannibal Holocaust

The Last Exorcism

The Final Prayer (aka Borderlands)

The Tunnel

Willow Creek

The Visit

Ratter

Butterfly Kisses

The Poughkeepsie Tapes

The Den

The Gallows

Psychological

Watcher

1 BR

What Keeps You Alive

Triangle

The Invitation

Super Dark Times

Men

The Rental

Last Night In Soho

Possessor

The Lodge

Midsommar

I’m Thinking of Ending Things

Us

The Invisible Man

The Girl on the Third Floor

It Comes At Night

Split

The Silence of the Lambs

Jacob’s Ladder

The Lighthouse

The Wickerman

Orphan

The Others

Goodnight Mommy

The Killing of a Sacred Dear

Annihilation

Get Out

Session 9

Split

Eraserhead

The Color Out of Space

1922

Things Heard & Seen

Apostle

The Perfection

His House

Cadaver

Hush

Incident in a Ghostland

Coming Home in the Dark

Body Horror/ Gory

The Saw Franchise

The Hostel Franchise

The Green Inferno

Audition

The Collector and The Collection

The Final Destination Franchise

The Belko Experiment

Society

Tusk

Martyrs

Cabin Fever

Videodrome

Raw

The Girl Next Door

Giallo

Tenebrae

Deep Red

Torso

Phenomena

Orgasm I

The Black Belly of the Tarantula

The New York Ripper

StageFright

The Cat O’Nine Tails

Anthologies

Trick r’ Treat

Creepshow I and II

The Mortuary Collection

Body Bags

Cats Eye

Southbound

Family Friendly

Coraline

Paranorman

Corpse Bride

Beetlejuice

The Nightmare Before Christmas

Monster House

Frankenweenie

The Haunted Mansion

Gremlins

Ghostbusters

Little Shop of Horrors

Labyrinth

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

Shows

American Horror Story

Creepshow the Series

Slasher

NOS4A2

Channel Zero

The Twilight Zone

Midnight Mass

The Haunting of Bly Manor and The Haunting of Hill House

Castle Rock

Archive 81

Penny Dreadful

Hemlock Grove

Bates Motel

The Devil in Ohio

I’m sure there’s a ton that I missed, so don’t be afraid to reblog and add to the list! Keep in mind that trigger warnings may apply to all of these movies, so feel free to reach out and ask about any in particular. I love to talk horror, so send me your thoughts, questions, etc about any horror stuff! Happy spooky season and stay safe!

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