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[wr2shw]

hello angel

description: harry gets his wisdom tooth removed and think he’s in heaven when he sees you

pairing: harry lewis (w2s) x fem!reader

genre: fluff

your husband has been complaining about a very intense toothache for a week now, you have told him multiple times that he should go to the dentist to get it fixed but he keeps on postponing it.

“here you go, haz.” you say, placing a plate of eggs and toast in front of him. he stares at the breakfast in front of and then looks up and give you a tight smile. “is something wrong? did i undercook the eggs again?”

“no.” he says his voice small, you frown and give him a confused look. “the toothache is unbearable.”

“aww harry, i told you to go to the dentist.” you tell him, “are you scared to go?”

“what? no.” the answer came way too quick. you cross your arms over your chest and raise an eyebrow at him. “i just don’t want to go alone.”

“oh well i can come with you.” you tell him, “i mean someone would have to drive you back home. i will book an appointment for today.”

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you decide to call ethan with you, just in case you need help carrying harry. you, harry and ethan take a car to the dentist clinic. "hi, i have an appointment under the name harry lewis." harry asks the receptionist.

"hello, mr. lewis, dr. green is ready for you, if you would follow me." she tells him, before leaving he turns to you and ethan and give you guys a nervous smile, ethan gives him two thumbs up and you give him a big smile.

"right, i am keeping my camera ready." ethan announces as he gets his camera out.

"for what?" you question him, frowning.

"for when he gets high and start syaing stupid shit." ethan explains, smiling to himself, preparing to see something very assuming. you shake your head and smile softly.

it takes 2 hours for harry to final come out of the surgery, you and ethan make your way to his room, ethan already recording. you greet his doctor and ethan makes his way towards harry. the doctor tells you his surgery went well and gives you instructions regarding his aftercare.

while you are speaking the doctor, ethan starts talking to harry. "harry, mate, how are you feeling." ethan asks him.

"effannn." harry slurs, streching ethan's name. "i am sof fine." he continues, his words muffled because of the cotton in mouth. "how are you, mate?"

"i am good, i am good." ethan says, laughing at him.

after talking to the doctor, you make your way to the duo. you stand beside ethan and smile at harry. as soon as harry looks at you, his eyes widen and he gapes at you, his mouth slightly open. you give him a loving smile and say, "hey, haz." you give him a little wave.

harry quickly shifts his gaze from you to ethan, he motions ethan to come closer, "she is so pretty, does she know me?" harry 'whispers' in ethan's ear, making you laugh.

"yeah, mate, she knows you very well." ethan tells him, giggling.

harry looks at you and motions you to come closer, you way your way to other side of the bed and sit on the edge of his bed. "you are really pretty." he tells you, his voice filled with genuine adoration.

"aww, thanks, harry, you are pretty too." you say smiling at him.

"not as pretty as you, never as pretty as you." he says, his hand finding his way to your hand. "you are married?" he asks, when he feels your ring.

"yeah, i am." you say, laughing lightly.

"lucky bastard." he murmurs under his breath, angerily. "do you like him?"

"i actually love him." you tell him, trying your hardest to sound serious.

harry's lips morph into a pout. "when he dies, will you marry me?" he asks, making both you and ethan laugh. "what? you are literally an angel, i am very sure your husband prayed to all the gods in the universe to marry you."

"that's really sweet of you but i don't want him to die, i love him too much." you tell him, his frown deepening.

"can you kiss me?" he asks you, giving you his best puppy eyes. you giggle before leaning in and giving him a soft peck on the lips. "wow." he sighs.

"you like it, haz?" you ask him and he nods vigorously, you lean in and give him another peck.

"fuck, your husband might be the luckiest person alive." he says, jealously very evident in his voice.

you laugh to yourself and decide to put your husband out of his misery and tell him, "haz, you are my husband."

he stares at you like you have just told him that chelsea's won the premier league then he turns to ethan. "i am married to an angel?!" he asks, not believing you at all.

ethan, who is currently wheezing because he somehow finds this very funny, tells him, "yeah, mate, you are married to y/n."

"y/n." harry says your name like it's a prayer. "it's a beautiful name for a beautiful face, y/n." you just smile and lean down to kiss him again. "if you keep kissing me, i will faint, this is the best moment of my entire life." he tells you, making both you and ethan laugh.

you guys finally go home after 30 minutes, the anesthesia slowly wear off over the period of 2 hours. "you feeling better now?" you ask him, and he nods. "good, let me know if you need anything, and finish your soup because you cannot have solid food for another 2 days."

"2 days?!" harry asks and sighs before taking a sip of his soup. "did i do something stupid while i was high?"

you giggle before answering, "ethan's got a whole video that he promises to post on sidemen intagram, so you should brace yourself for that."

he runs a hand through his hair and says, "oh no, oh on, i said something stupid, didn't i?"

"a few things." you say and you both laugh.

he wraps an arm around you and pulls you in for a cuddle, "thank you for everything." he whispers.

"i don't mind taking you to the doc, harry." you tell him, rolling your eyes slightly.

"no, not that, thank you for existing and thank you for being with me. i love you." he says, kissing your forehead.

"stop." you say, tears forming in your eyes, "i love you so much."

[orchidsgrowfromthesoul]

me if reading fanfiction were illegal

[wr2shw]

pair up

description: harry can’t control his emotions around you

pairing: harry lewis (w2s) x fem!reader

genre: fluff

"hello, guys, and welcome back to another sidemen sunday!" tobi starts, "so today i have invited three groups of strangers who will match the boys with their partners, the group will get a thousand pounds per correct couple and if they manage to get all the pairs correct they will get an extra two thousand pounds!" tobi explains. "welcome the first group!" the room erupts in applause and two girls walk in.

"hi, my name is summer, i am 29 and i am from london, and i am here with my sister." the first girl introduces herself.

"i am anne, i am 27 and i am also from london." the second girl says.

"hello, ladies." tobi starts, "your task today is to match the couples. the lovely ladies standing there are married to these boys." tobi says pointing at you, talia, faith, freya, and ellie, you guys wave at the camera. "so let's get started."

"ok so i am thinking we should start by asking them to interact with the girls." summer says to her sister.

"yeah, ladies, can you each hug every guy here?" anne asks you guys. talia goes up first and hugs everybody. "ooo that didn't give us much."

"no, that guy at the end hated it." summer says, pointing at harry. "we can rule him out." everyone lets out a soft giggle.

faith, freya and ellie go up next and the response is almost similar. "i don't think that guy has a wife." anne says, refering to harry. "he is so awkward around all of them." the room erupts in laughter.

"what?" harry says in a high pitch voice. "i am not awkward."

"yeah sure mate." summer rolls her eyes. "okay, beautiful, you are up." she calls you up. you first hug ethan then vik, simon and josh, and then finally harry. you wrap your hands around his neck and his hands automatically find their way to your waist, his chin gently rests on your head and he releases a satisfied sigh. "there it is!" summer exclaims. "she is yours, isn't she?"

"what? it could be anyone." harry attempts to bluff.

"hell no, it's definitely her. he visibly relaxed when she hugged him, and he was grinning like crazy. they are definitely married." anne says.

"why were you grinning?" you whisper-yell to harry. "you blew our cover."

"i can't help it." he says giving you a cheeky smile.

summer and anne got three correct couples and walked away with three thousand pounds.

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"okay, boys, welcome our second group!" tobi announces.

two men walk in, "hi, my name is nate, i am 34 and i am from manchester, i am here with my husband." the first man introduces himself.

"i am paul and i am 36." nate’s husband introduces himself.

"speaking from experience, when my husband compliments me, i tend to blush so we will ask you lovely ladies to compliment your husbands without telling us their names." nate explains.

freya goes first, then ellie, faith, then you. "okay, lovely, what's one thing you love the most about your husband?" nate asks.

"there are a lot of things i love about him, like the list could go on and on. he is smart, respectful and loving, but if i had to pick one thing that everyone can understand, it's gotta be his eyes, he's got beautiful eyes." you say, smiling to yourself, not glancing towards the boys to avoid making eye contact with harry.

"oh it's definitely him!" paul exclaims, pointing at harry.

"what?" harry asks, in a high pitched voice again.

"oh the moment she walked in, his entire demeanor changed, his eyes lit up and everything, and look at him right now he is blushing like crazy." paul says, the entire rooms starts laughing, you facepalm yourself.

"harry, mate, you are costing us money!" ethan shouts, making harry blushing harder.

nate and paul guess two couples correctly and walk away with two thousands pounds.

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"okay, welcome our last group of people." tobi introduces a man and a woman.

"hi my name is sheena, i am 41 and i am here with my husband." the woman introduces herself.

"i am dean, i am 41 and we are from dublin." the man continues.

"i think couples just naturally match each other’s aesthetics, so i think we should pair them up based on how they look together." sheena explains.

"yeah, i have to agree with that." dean says.

they dive straight into it, they start arranging you guys and, mix and match. they first pair talia with simon, then josh and freya, then vik and ellie, they pair faith with harry and lastly they pair you with ethan.

"yeah i think this is it." dean announces.

"no wait." sheena interupts. "the blond guy is not very happy that we paired her with the ginger man." she targets harry.

"oh yeah, he actually looks pissed." dean adds and starts laughing.

"i am not pissed, i am not pissed." harry tries his best to convience them, but his tone is laced with jealousy and anger.

"so you don't mind when i say they look good as a couple." sheena challenges him, pointing at you and ethan.

harry clenches is fists, his jaw tigtens and he offers sheena a tight smile, "i don't mind when you say that." the words come out forcefully.

"you are not conveincing anyone." sheena says, laughing harder. "okay pretties, you both can switch, please." she tells you and faith to swap.

"congratulations, you both are the first ones to get them all correct." tobi announces.

"well, it's all because of harry, thanks, mate." dean says, grinning at harry.

"cheers, mate." harry says, shyly, while you shake your head fondly.

"harry's costed us thousands today." simon says.

"yeah, fucking simp." ethan rolls his eyes.

"bro is obessed with his wife." vik adds, laughing.

"yes, i am simp and yes, i am obessed with my wife, say whatever you want, i love her." harry says, kissing your forehead, making you smile.

[ijustwannabecool]

Vogue Beauty Secrets

Charles Leclerc x Wife!Reader

Summary… Vogue invites Y/N Leclerc to film her beauty routine, but between breastfeeding, toddlers barging in, and a very attentive husband named Charles, it becomes the internet’s favorite accidental family vlog.

A/N: This was so much fun to write. Thank you for the support.

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Sophie was not emotionally prepared for what awaited her in the new Vogue Beauty Secrets video.

She had expected skincare tips and light glam. Maybe a glimpse of the Leclerc home in Monaco. What she got instead? Full-blown domestic intimacy and the softest glimpse into Charles Leclerc’s family life that had her immediately texting her group chat in all caps.

The video starts with a soft click of a camera. Then, a yawn.

“Hi, Vogue,” Y/N greets, bleary-eyed but smiling, her voice raspy from sleep. “I’m Y/N Leclerc. It’s 6:42 a.m., I haven’t had coffee, and I have approximately six minutes before someone needs me, so let’s go.”

She’s in a silky ivory robe, hair loosely twisted up, bare-faced but still radiant. The Monaco morning light spills in through tall windows, and behind her, their bathroom is sleek and softly lit, complete with pampas grass, glowy wall sconces, and a tiny pink toothbrush on the counter.

“So, I start my routine with cold water to fake looking awake,” she says, splashing her face. “This cleanser is my holy grail. Saved me from pregnancy acne, postpartum dry skin, and whatever hormonal situation is happening now.”

Just as she starts patting her face dry, a high-pitched wail breaks through the audio.

Y/N sighs, already smiling. “Hold on.”

The camera stays rolling as she walks out of frame. A minute later, she returns with a sleepy, whimpering baby girl snuggled into her chest and latched under her robe, suckling quietly.

“This is Amélie,” Y/N explains with a gentle bounce. “She woke up from a nightmare. Or gas. Or because the moon shifted slightly. Who knows.”

She reaches for her toner with one hand. “We multitask in this house.”

From the hallway, there’s the unmistakable sound of tiny feet running and then,

“MAMAN! Maxime threw the car in the toilet!”

Y/N freezes mid-serum. “Of course he did.”

Seconds later, Charles appears in the doorway in a plain white tee and black boxers, holding their son Maxime upside down like a sack of potatoes while their other son, Luca, trails behind looking scandalized.

“We’re resolving a Formula 1 incident in the bathroom,” Charles says, grinning at the camera. “Luca’s the steward. Maxime is currently being investigated for unsportsmanlike conduct.”

“Did you retrieve the car?” Y/N asks.

Charles shrugs. “No comment.”

He presses a kiss to her temple, checks on Amélie with soft eyes, then scoops up both boys with ease. “We’ll be back. Maybe.”

As he disappears, Y/N turns back to the camera with a laugh. “As you can tell, I live with four Leclercs. And none of them understand volume control.”

She continues her routine: moisturizer, under-eye cream, a little face oil, occasionally pausing to adjust Amélie’s head or sip coffee that mysteriously appears beside her.

Y/N narrows her eyes toward the door. “He always does this. Drops off coffee like a skincare fairy.”

There’s a beat.

Then Charles reappears with Leo, their dog, trailing behind him and immediately curling up at Y/N’s feet.

Charles grins, now shirtless and balancing Luca on one hip, Maxime hanging from his back like a little koala.

“Thought you needed a refill.”

Y/N lifts her brows. “You mean a refill of chaos?”

He kisses her cheek again. “Always.”

She rolls her eyes fondly. “I’m going to try to do mascara. Let’s see how this goes with a baby attached to me and a toddler kicking a soccer ball off the bidet.”

The camera captures her reflection in the mirror, her swiping mascara with practiced precision while Amélie dozes, Charles wrangling twins in the background, Leo curled up protectively beneath her. Somehow it feels… cinematic. Like watching a memory unfold.

She reaches for her blush and hears,

“Maman, I want the pink lips too!” Maxime shouts, bolting into the room again with one of her glosses in hand.

Charles walks in, sheepish. “He stole it. I tried.”

Y/N gestures to the camera. “Well. Raw and real, right Vogue?”

She lifts Maxime onto the counter, dabs a bit of gloss on his lips, and hands the wand to Charles with a teasing smirk. “Your turn.”

Charles blinks. “I thought this was your video.”

“Your lips are dry. Don’t embarrass the family.”

The camera catches Charles puckering obediently, Y/N laughing as she applies the gloss while holding Amélie in place.

Sophie can’t believe she’s witnessing this. Charles Leclerc in a lip gloss application tutorial. Shirtless. Surrounded by three kids and a dog. Whispering something soft in French to his daughter, whose little fist is tangled in his necklace.

“I swear by this nipple cream,” Y/N adds, completely unbothered. “For any of you breastfeeding, it’s a life saver. Charles applies it for me when I’m too tired.”

“I do?” he calls from the hallway.

“You do now,” she calls back.

She finishes her makeup with one hand, blush, a bit of highlighter, tinted lip oil.

“And that’s it,” she smiles. “That’s my five-minute face for school drop-offs, F1 events, or just chasing the dog through the garden while holding a crying baby.”

Charles reappears once more, now with Amélie peacefully burping over his shoulder, the twins playing with Lego on the rug behind him.

He leans into the frame. “She forgot the most important product.”

Y/N blinks. “I did?”

Charles kisses her cheek. “Confidence. And a little gloss.”

Sophie feels like her heart’s going to explode.

The screen fades just as Maxime announces, “Papa tooted,” and chaos erupts behind them.

Y/N blows a kiss to the camera.

“Thanks, Vogue. Come back when we’ve slept for more than three hours.”

Fade to black.

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The end...

Taglist:

@devilacot @angelluv16 @angstynasty @hisashifrey @mynameisangeloflife @evalynkillgrave @lorena-mv33 @frenchtwistedd @baechugff

inspired by @erodasfishtaco post

[cinnam-0-ngirl]

POV: Author uploading a new part of a story after months

Me who forgot the whole plot but still happy they updated it

[arthursartour]

why am i feeling like ffw is like friday night dinner and chris is like jim who just shows up to do or say random shit a few times

[holliewollie69]

𝑮𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻 ~ 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝑫𝒊𝒙𝒐𝒏

Notes ~ guys I am low-key in love with Chris and will at the moment there is just something about I can't wrap my head around

Summary ~ you and Chris get caught after months of seeking around with eachother

Taglist~ @penelopesworldsblog (ask to be added)

"OI CHRIS!" you hear his roommate screaming down the hall.

For a little context her you and Chris have been sneaking around behind everyones back and absolutely no body knows. And you have been very good at hiding.

Until one day, you and Chris were hooking up in his apartment. Till you hear the door slam open and shut "OI CHRIS!" George shouts from down the hall "STOP BEING A DICK AND ANSWER ME!"

As you hear his footsteps approach closer to the room you scrambled around trying to grab all of his clothes and hide under his bed.

Just as you got under the bed the door was wide open with George standing in the door way. "Alright Chrisy boy" he says walking over to Chris' bed.

"Yeah yeah mate I'm good" Chris says sounding really nervous. "He glances in the corner of his room and sees your hot pink bra. "No I'm great. How was the sidemen shoot today?"

George notices how nervous Chris is "yeah yeah it was good" he says look around the room "mate you alright? You seem really on edge"

"Yeah yeah no I'm all good" he looks around the room for anymore hints the your in there. nothing. Just that stupid hot pink bra. Which Chris is shocked that George hadn't noticed yet because it is very obvious. "Just a little worried"

"What you worried about mate?" George looks around the room. He has spotted the bra. But says nothing. "Do you wanna go out tonight?"

"Um yeah maybe. I will see if I can" Chris says relieved that George said nothing about the bra.

"Okay great just let me know." He says walking towards the door. "Oh and nice bra who left it here?" George laughed walking out the door.

"Haha very funny" Chris says launching a pillow at George as he leaves the room.

As George shuts the door, Chris looks under the bed "reader!" He whispers "he's gone"

You laugh "yeah I know" you get out from under the bed "nice bra by the way."

He nudges you playfuly "shut up it's your stupid bright pink bra"

"You know he probably knows that's not you bra even though you would look like a pretty princess in it" you say laughing.

"Be quiet he might hear you!"he whisper shouts.

"I'm sure it's fine he probably has yas coming round soon" you smile. "Your so handsome when your nervous about getting caught"

Chris blushes slightly "shut up"

Ping! Your phone goes off.

Chris looks at the phone. "Who is that?"

"It's George" you look at your phone "on the group chat"

You and Chris are sat on the bed. Chris looks like a really grumpy dog. While you are just sat there laughing your head off. "Reader!" He wines like a 5 year old. "This isn't funny"

You laugh so loudly "yes it is"

"Omg shut up!"

"What why?"

"George" he looks at the door "he may hear you"

With that the door burst open. "HA I FUCKING KNEW IT"

"OH SHITTING HELL" Chris shouts "GET OUR GEORGE"

"NO THIS IS GOING ON THE GROUP CHAT BOW CHRISSY BOYY!!"

"Well... They know now..."

"Yeah they do" he says

[arthursartour]

chris dixon, new recruit

summary: you play for england for the sidemen paris v england game with your high school sweetheart

song - in the navy, village people "what am i gonna do in a submarine?"

content - fluff, sexism, sexualising, smau i guess, fluff

word count - 800+

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you and chris had been together for thirteen years now. high school sweethearts, if you wanted to assign a name to it. but for you, it was always from, reader+chris xxx at the bottom of birthday cards.

you'd been playing (or, addicted to, if you squint) football since.. well, the first year.

"score and i'll kiss you!" was sixteen year old chris' motto. just a stupid boy from jersey who would've kissed you if you missed anyway.

he was always good. you couldn't even remember the day that the fifa videos became no more and he was just filming on football pitches with his friends. the day that playing football was his thing, not just.. opening fifa packs or whatever the fuck he did back then.

and now, in the uk youtube community, he was one of the best.

amongst the likes of theo baker, angryginge, simon miniminter and tobi.

so, it was no surprise he got picked for the sidemen team again. this time for england.

what was a surprise is that you got the offer too. you thought it was men only, but apparently france had a female player, and you were better than whoever they were going to add instead. you'll take it!

chris was proud. and also glad that he wouldn't have to spend the day apart from you like he did at the match at wembley. that was painful.

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the comments on the post announcing the players for the england team were typical.

"wtf i thought this match was men only?"

- "nah france got a girl as well. shitshow innit"

"hope she wears short shorts"

- "wtf??? this is gross btw?

"wait she's kinda leng? sure she'll be good to watch"

"omg finally reader!! either her or chris needs to score."

"look at her she couldnt kick the ball a metre mate"

- "idk man she seems quite good in chris videos"

– "face it mate she'll be shite compared to these lot. niko and jme clear her"

— "you gotta be joking me. niko and jme do NOT clear her 😭😭"

"sexism in this comment section is actually gross"

"she's probably shit but she's leng"

- "priorities people"

"willne wouldve been a better shout than her but okay"

- "no what happened last time will was anywhere near his own goal"

the comments should have made you feel shittier. but they just didn't.

your favourite thing ever was proving people wrong. so that is what you were going to do.

chris was still groaning about his hangover. "how am i meant to score a hat trick when my head pounds everytime i take a step?"

"you weren't gonna score a hat trick anyway. and it's your fault for drinking."

"but-"

"no. i don't care that arsenal won, it's still your fault for drinking, not arsenal's."

"yeahh, okay. score for me."

"no, i'm not scoring for you."

"okay, score full stop then."

"good."

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it wasn't even an assist. the ball was passed to you, there was nobody onside near you that wasn't being marked, and there was a clear opening.

so you dribbled.

and so you booted it.

top bins.

the crowd could barely boo. it was a good goal. and as soon as the french camera was on you, well, you don't think you'd ever taunted someone so badly.

you did about every toxic thing ever. like an eight year old fortnite sweat getting a battle royale.

you were pretty far from everyone, so it took a bit of time for someone to get to you.

or, at least it would, if chris was not bounding towards you like a fucking wolf with its prey.

he practically jumped when he reached you, easily wrapping his arms around your neck, resting himself at your side, and just holding you, while screaming "yes!" loud enough so the cameras could pick it up.

he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

the kind that said "i know this looks like it's for show since we're on camera, but we do this anyway. i don't really care what they say" with a mixture of "you're perfect. i fucking love you."

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"love her so much omg"

"she's acc so funny"

"silenced them all"

"god she's such a bitch. offside goal"

- "i saw u earlier say she's leng and would be good to watch. don't play"

- also very much not offside. look at the fucking clip u melon"

"chris is so lucky omg?"

- "innit like can he fight us all?"

"idec that we lost just look at her"

"okay she shouldnt be playing but shes better than i thought she'd be"

- "idk whether to hate on this comment or like this so i'll leave this here"

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a/n: chris in that fucking match mate.. im milking this shit im milking milking milking chris englandvfrance match you guys won't know what's coming your way

also i wanna say if its not clear i obviously dont agree with the comments of the post that are sexist or anything, im basing this off of the live comments on the youtube stream

chris masterlist general masterlist

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[buttlesbunnie]

Could you do a fic where ab tells chip and cal (Sabina too) about his Mrs expecting and maybe the first time it is mentioned on the pod xx

hi anon! thank you for the request!

content: established relationship , pregnancy announcements

having the boys over for dinner was unanticipated, and slightly out of nowhere, but nonetheless it was happening.

alfie hadn’t cooked them anything, of course, but they’d ordered a massive wagamamas banquet and called it a day.

after the meal, they were sat amongst themselves, talking and laughing about what they’d been up to and ideas for podcast guests, but alfie had become a little loose-lipped and comfortable.

almost too comfortable.

“oh, i can’t do a pod next week by the way ‘coz my mrs has an ultrasound appointment, but i’m free the week after.”

the older men shared a look before turning back to alfie.

“what?”

“bro?”

“what?” alfie frowned.

“your mrs is expecting?”

“oh, shit, erm …” he scratched the back of his head, “yeah? she’s pregnant.”

what was once silence quickly ascended into loud hollering and chaos as they forced him to stand into a hug and celebrate.

“this is huge, AB!” cal gasped out, still in shock.

“ah, congrats, bro.” chip grinned, a little emotional as he pat alfie on the back.

a couple hours passed before you came back, sabina and liv at your sides, all of you carrying bags full of new items.

the quietness from the boys at the sight of you made you feel a little uneasy.

you eyed them all awkwardly as you shut the door, glancing to alfie with a look that read ‘what’s going on?’

“hi sabina.” chip greeted.

“didn’t know you lot were all here.” liv chuckled.

“neither.” you hummed, “also why are you all staring at me like that?”

“errr …” your boyfriend looked incredibly guilty, and it was cal’s eyes dropping to your stomach that made you connect the dots.

“alfie!” you exclaimed scoldingly, “it was supposed to be a surprise!”

“it was an accident!” he tried to defend himself.

“what’s a surprise?” sabina furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“congratulations, though.” cal said at the same time.

“no way!” liv screamed.

“what?! what?!” sabina fussed, still not catching on.

“are you actually?!” liv looked at you.

you nodded, gnawing your inner cheek, “yeah.”

“oh my god!” she immediately burst into tears, latching onto you.

“i’m so lost.” sabina blinked.

“they’re cooking up a little one.” chip said.

“shut up!” she shouted, turning away from her fiancé to look at you, who was getting teary-eyed at the raw reaction from your friends.

“reader!” she gasped, joining the hug, “are you okay? like, oh my god this is insane!”

“yeah, i’m okay.” you chuckled, pulling away to fan your face, “god, i didn’t wanna cry today!”

sabina laughed wetly, dabbing at her cheeks so her makeup didn’t smudge.

“okay, but don’t tell anyone.” alfie prefaced, cheeks hurting from grinning at the interaction between you and your girls, “we were supposed to say individually, but i fucked up.”

“i can’t keep this from isaac!” liv scoffed, “i’ll slip up on accident or something!”

“we’ll come round next week to tell you, and you just pretend you didn’t know.” you said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

“okay, okay.” she nodded, “no, i still can’t believe it.” she put her hands to her cheeks, “have you got names planned or anything?”

“no, not yet.”

“we don’t even know if it’s a boy or a girl yet.” alfie laughed.

“okay, but still!” she smiled. “oh, i’m so happy for you two.”

“thanks, liv.” you beamed, looking to sabina, “you alright?”

“no!” she exclaimed, making everyone in the room laugh, “you’re too young! i’m supposed to be pregnant first! you’re like my baby girl i can’t believe this!”

“you get to be aunty sabina?”

“stop!” she started crying, putting a hand over her eyes, “i can’t wait— stop, that’s so cute but so, like, oh my god! josh, we have to buy them baby clothes.”

“alright, calm down, you know it’s not our baby.” chip replied.

“we’re going to be uncle and auntie! like actually this time, not as an internet joke!”

“yeah, girl, i know!”

you always found it funny how chip picked up on alfie’s lingo.

“ay, but seriously, congratulations you two.” cal said.

“thanks, cal.”

ON THE POD

“before we wrap this up, AB, you’ve got some pretty sick news, no?” cal addressed.

“oh, yeah, i do. we got the ultrasound back.” alfie nodded

the boys turned their head towards the screen where stan had pulled up a picture that alfie had sent across.

“look, healthy baby. all lookin’ good— i’ll be honest, i had no idea what i was looking at at first but when they explain what’s where, you can see it.”

chip laughed with his head in his hands.

“i think you should tell the audience that your girlfriends pregnant first.”

“oh, yeah, reader’s pregnant.” alfie hummed nonchalantly.

“is that it?”

“what else do you want me to say?” he chuckled, “she’s pregnant. she’s got a bun in the oven. we’re expecting. i’ve got a yute on the way.”

“alright, whatever.”

“nah, i need to act like i care or someone will be in my mrs dm’s telling her to leave me.”

that caused all the boys to laugh a little harder.

“im so fucking excited to be a dad, bro. like actually.”

“i’m excited for you. you’ve gotta grow up a bit before she gives birth though.” chip said.

“yeah i know— nah, don’t mention the birth. we’re both shitting it but it’ll be worth it. fingers crossed.”

“fingers crossed?!”

“yeah, what if we have some little goblin child? mood ruiner.”

“raise it properly then, problem solved.”

“true.”

[buttlesbunnie]

can’t stop imagining AB with a lil corporate girlie lawyer who is amazing at her job and wears her cute little co-ords and tight skirts and blazers and heels. and she travels for work sometimes and alfie just flies to wherever she’s sent and hangs around waiting until she’s done work and when she works from home he’s always so fascinated listening to her work calls and watching her type away and he brags about her so much to everyone. also obvs they fuck like crazy bc she’s in a stressful job and needs to unwind regularly ☺️☺️

omg nonnie i love this!! the thought of him being the most supportive boyfriend ever by following her around the country wherever she gets sent out ughhh

also he has to bring her up at least once or twice on every podcast ep to brag & celebrate about what you’ve done recently

he’s sat on the sofa while you’re at the desk working, staring at you with mesmerisation as you just work away on a call or type faster than he’s ever seen.

he just loves how passionate you are about your job !!

and at the end of a stressful day he’s always there to help you unwind, whether that be with a massage or by fucking you till you’re relaxed.

[bluerose42]

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angry ginge x Reader summary: every time ginge's Mrs has featured in a vid or stream Masterlist

it was late at night, and you were sat in your and morgan's shared bedroom waiting for him to finish streaming, you were bored out of your mind wishing he could hurry up so you could order your tea

you could only think of one thing to cure your boredom, a doom scroll which you chose to do via TikTok, surprisingly the first video you saw when you opened the app mentioned you, it was a hefty video around 15 minutes long so you automatically put it into 2x speed

0:15

the first clip came after a small intro titled reader and her features, the clip was from the 'first to find angry ginge' video and started with jakey pulling out his phone and making a call with max khadar stood next to him

"pick up" jakey spoke into the ringing phone whilst moving his newly bought bucket hat onto his head

"hello, jakey?" you questioned looking at the younger man on the facetime call "you alright?"

"reader" jakey greeted smiling "we're filming at the moment and we've lost ginge, dont suppose you have his location" he tried pulling a serious face but a smirk was still evident

"you what" you looked into the phone confused "wait a minute, i'll call you back"

the video moved from jakey and max to ginge in the back of an uber ending a phone call with tays and AB to answer your call

"morgan?" you spoke as he answered the call

"hiya love" his appearance caught you off guard but it wasn't the most random thing you'd ever seen him wear, the blacked out sunglasses and camo hat wasn't the worst combo "i'm just filming at the moment" he moved the phone towards his go pro

"jakey rang me" you confessed watching a smirk form on his face

"what a cheat" he scoffed with a laugh "they're trying to find me for the video, what a fucking loser" he held the go pro up again "this is why no one likes you jakey, always ruining the video"

"stop being horrible" you scolded through the phone moving around the house

"can you please tell him i'm on the tram" the smirk on his face was so large it made you giggle

"will do, do you still want burgers for tea?" you asked looking in the fridge at your options

"yeah thanks love" he ended the phone call and stared directly into his camera "fuck you jakey davis"

the clip moved back to jakey "we've got a hint that ginge is on the tram"

~

1:12

the next clip was from the 'helping ginge find love' video, it was a clip from the first few minutes of the video where the boys thought it was funny to call you and ask your opinion on the video

"hello reader" tays spoke holding the phone in the middle of the other bov boys excluding morgan who sat in the other room watching through the camera "your on speaker right now"

"hiya mikey, what's up?" you asked whilst curling your hair in the mirror at home

"we're filming a video called helping ginge find love" beano's thick voice travelled through the phone

"you fucking what" your voice raised and you set your curling wand down next to you, all you heard in response was giggles from the rest of the boys "are you taking the piss?"

"it was his idea as well" jakeys spoke watching as ginge entered the room quickly

"stop fucking lying" morgan spoke walking over to the phone "reader love its just for content" he tried to soften the blow

"it better be" you hung up not wanting the hear anymore

the clip continued showing ginge chasing jakey around the room and quickly catching him and tackling him to the ground muttering a dickhead under his breath

~

2:03

the clip was from the 'lie detector' video where you made an in person appearance at the end after watching behind the scenes all day

"why did I agree to this" you mumbled as the man hooked you up to the detector

"you got something to be nervous about reader?" tays asked from the sofa behind you

"i just know your gonna get me to say something horrible" you confessed rubbing your hands on your jeans

you hadn't planned to be apart of the video, so they had no pre planned questions for you, so the boys were asking the questions themselves

"i'll start" jakey spoke from one side of the sofa "who's the most famous person in your dm's?" the boys responded with an ooh as your face heated up

"does morgan count?" the two of you had been together since you'd left school but he often still responded to your stories with some cheesy pick up line

the boys allowed your answer yet the man pulled a face

"what have I been saying the whole video" he spoke from behind the laptop and you knew your answer had been a lie

"the truth will set you free" they spoke from sofa in between giggles

"tell the truth reader" chazza spoke from the back of the sofa

"doesn't matter" ginge spoke "i'm the only one that fucking matters anyway" you nodded at his response moving on

morgan was next to ask you a question "who is your least favourite bov boy?"

"uh chazza" your answer was slow and surprising to the boys

"a strong pass" the man thumbs up your answer making morgan belt out a laugh

"reader what the fuck" chazza spoke "i thought we were good mates"

"we are, i don't dislike any of you" you spoke truthfully pulling an extremely apologetic face towards the blonde "can I change my answer" you asked looing at his face receiving another laugh from morgan

"reader" beano started after taking the longest time to think of a question "have you ever thought about cheating on ginge"

"no no no" you spoke quickly and honestly waiting for the guy to tell you if you were telling the truth

"true, well done" the man smiled and you let out a sigh of relief

"okay i'm done now" you laughed going to take off the wires attached to you "those were not nice questions"

"oi you still have two left" tays stood not yet asking his question but you had already de-wired yourself

"too late" you laughed as morgan hugged you and you moved out of frame

~

4:43

the next clip was from morgans 24 hour stream he did a few months ago, it was around 2AM whilst he was asleep, you remember that night you had been tossing and turning asleep in your bed without him, yet sleep wouldn't come to you

you found yourself moving to his streaming room your blanket wrapped around your shoulders and your slippers on your feet

"hi chat" you greeted as you entered frame "cant sleep" you mumbled crouching down to lay next to your boyfriend

"reader?" he questioned his eyes opening at the new noise

"missed you, i couldn't sleep" he laughed opening his arms to you the chat awing at the action

you crawled into his arms and pulled the duvet up over you, leaning into him and closing your eyes

~

5:23

the next clip was the 'secret Santa' video the boys had filmed, you laughed when you saw morgan dressed as Santa on your screen

"is this mine, is it?" morgan spoke with the Santa voice he was putting on, ripping apart the red Christmas wrapping paper

it was a box but the product name wasn't facing him until he turned it around, a laugh came from chazza next to him but he just held a serious expression

"this isn't really for me then is it?" he questioned showing the camera the box containing a vibrator

the rest of the boys burst out laughing and beano took it from his hands

"nah reader will love this, its pink and everything" he laughed examining the box "its a shared gift" he insinuated wiggling his eyebrows

"i guess she knew she was getting this" he recalled to earlier in the morning when you said you were excited to see what he got with a suspicious look on your face

unknowingly tays nodded from besides ginge with a smirk on his face making jakey laugh

~

6:32

the next short clip was from the bov house announcement vid where you made a small cameo

it started with morgan alone in bed his hand subconsciously moving to reach for you, not noticing your absence, the loud noise from beano's room made him quickly sit up before looking to your side to see you absent

"oh he's taking the fucking piss"

the video followed ginge to beano's room where you and him were having a dance party and drinking buzz balls

"its 3AM can you shut the fuck up?" he angrily spoke

"awh don't be like that" beano spoke followed by you trying to pass morgan a blue buzz ball

"no I've had enough" he moved to switch the flashing lights off "stop stealing my girlfriend and get out" he grabbed your hand as he walked out of the room

~

7:08

the midway clip of the video was from the 'stranded in the uk' vid when chazza and ginge were in the back of this mans car whilst he was giving them a lift

"can I borrow your phone to ring my Mrs mate?" morgan asked receiving a yes from the driver

"gonna get reader to pick us up?" chazza asked looking at the ginger man

"exactly, thank you mate"

"another bloke who's got your girlfriends number" chazza commented "everyone's got it" morgan let out a major laugh

"stop taking the piss" he turned serious "she's not gonna answer, gonna have to call her five times"

"hello" you answered sceptically not knowing who had called you multiple times

"hiya love" morgan greeted "you alright?" he didn't wait for you to answer "you know how we're filming a video, we're stranded and I've not got me phone, where are you at the minute?"

"i'm at your mums" you responded "what do you want?" you asked impatiently receiving a laugh from chazza "hi chaz"

"how far are you from akrinson train station" morgan asked not allowing chazza to respond in sake of time

"hang on" you exited WhatsApp moving to google maps "its nearly 2 hours from me"

"fuck off" he exclaimed loudly through the phone

"oi" you scolded "i'll hang up on you in a minute, 2 hours by train"

"what about by car?" morgan asked laughing at you

"35 minutes, if your gonna ask me to pick you up, im gonna need something in return" you negotiated looking at morgan's mum with a smirk

"bloody hell if you wanted a shag just ask" he joked wiggling his eyebrows at the camera, a smile present as he waited for your response

"ew no" you grimaced "i need a 45 minute foot massage tonight" you added "please"

"perfect can you set off now?" he asked shaking his head at the camera and mouthing 'absolutely not'

"yeah just give me a few, need to get some petrol" you spoke moving to put on your shoes

"reader" chazza quickly spoke before ginge hung up "will you get me some strawberry laces" he begged resulting in a dirty look from ginge

"are you taking the piss"

"yeah can do, bye love you morgan" you smiled making note to go inside the shop whilst there

"love you bye bye" he hung up handing the phone back to the man "just don't be calling my girl on the weekend"

~

9:21

the next clip was from later in the same video

"chaz" you rolled down the window passing him his strawberry laces before looking at ginge and passing him a redbull "your welcome"

"thanks love" he moved to kiss you through the car window having to lean down to the height of your fiat 500 "we've got a budget of £19 so we couldn't get a train ticket, so these barbers gave us a lift, we have about 40 minutes of travel time and one mode of transport left"

"right okay" you sipped on your diet coke from the drivers seat watching chazza eat his strawberry laces

"can you google how far the bov house is, or a train station and we can get a train somewhere" morgan asked and you moved to grab your phone

"and we have to go to KFC" chazza added making you laugh

"is that a challenge?" you asked looking at the camera as ginge shook his head

"you haven't got any spare cash on you?" he asked knowing you keep some in your car for emergencies

"I've got a tenner" you grabbed it from your glove box handing it to your boyfriend

"We take donations" they looked to the camera man for approval

"its gone up to an hour foot rub" you demanded from morgan making him pull a conflicted face before taking it from you in agreement

"we have to do another challenge, can you wait here for a bit?" you nodded

"ill find a parking space, the bov house is an hour away"

~

10:43

the clip resumed from when the two entered your car

"cant believe the millionaire has his girlfriend driving in this" chazza complained as morgan sat in the front and he and the camera man were squashed in the back

"do you want me to leave you here" you asked seriously turning around to face him

"would save you from her horrid driving to be fair" morgan told him receiving a dirt look from you

"excuse me you asked me for a lift" you reminded "and i went and bought your shit for you" you looked at the redbull in his hand "where am i going now?" you asked leaving the parking garage

"kfc please" chazza told you and ginge moved to type it into your car screen

~

11:07

"what do you recon jakeys doing right now?" chazza asked as he you and morgan sat in kfc, morgan's arm around the back of your chair as you waited for your order

"wanna know something weird about jakey" morgan started making you laugh as you remembered the days earlier events "he walked into the living room, no pants on first of all just boxers and a shirt, scarred reader for life"

"feel sorry for ellie" you leaned into morgan

"he goes outside 'what have you been doing' 'cutting my toenails'" you pulled a disgusted face

"what" chazza exclaimed with a laugh as you moved to the counter to receive your order

"you're not eating this in my car" you told them placing it down on the table "just cleaned it"

"couldn't tell" morgan seriously spoke "all your bloody hair clips everywhere" you just playfully hit his shoulder

~

12:01

the penultimate clip of the video was from the AB vlog where he came to the bov house

"rocket detected" AB said as you entered the frame of his camera "joking im not trying to be disrespectful" he held his hands up in jest as he caught a look from ginge and a laugh from you

"this is on" morgan said as you two sat in the sauna

"last one to pass out" AB spoke into the camera "love shit like this, do any of you use this"

"no" chazza and jakey responded

"we do" you answered sitting next to chazza at the back, resulting in a laugh from morgan and a blush to appear on his face making the rest of the boys groan

"erh, don't even want to know what goes on in there" Alfie was quick to move out of the sauna, chazza and jakey following quickly behind whilst you just giggled

~

13:11

the final clip was a long one, it was just you and morgan on his stream you were duetting one of his new favourite songs, 'iloveitiloveitiloveit' by bella kay

all lights in the room were off due to the late time of 2AM, the two of you were illuminated by the lights from his pc

you were both screaming the lyrics whilst dancing around his room, you had seen this club numerous times in edits, despite it only being filmed very recently

unfortunately your fun was cut short as tays entered the room

"can you two shut the fuck up" he slammed the door shut as he left only making you two giggle as the song continued playing in the background

~

after the video ended you reposted it and looked at the comments

user1: genuinely love their relationship

user2: how's he done that then

user3: am i the only one who finds them cringe -> user4: yes

you smile reached ear to ear when Morgan entered the room

"what you smiling at" he asked moving to his draws to pull out some pajamas for the both of you

"i just love you" you stood up and went to kiss him

"love you too"

[leightonxstar]

anyways if ksi left do we get another diss track from harry looking fine af 🫣

priorities people

[kere-28]

Harry not now, daddy is mourning the fact that KSI just left the Sidemen.

[kere-28]

"Haha, everyone on ukyt twitter is so funny."

I say, placing a hand over my mouth to muffle my sobs.

[ministonk]

what a time to be on ukyt twitter I’m crine

[softdetachment]

I was literally crying at the new FFW vid when Arthur tv started doing that weird shit when Arthur hill pulled the puppet out. I love what ever is wrong with him.