I Laugh Every Time I Watch This Over And Over.

I laugh every time I watch this over and over.🤣

You know what?! Fuck you!

*un radios ur demon*

captions:

[Adam: -DEAD!]

[Alastor, now without the radio affect over his voice: What just happened? ….ffffuck-]

Concerning Hobbits

Pairing: Fili x hobbit f!reader

Request: Anonymous asked: Hello! I absolutely ADORE your writing! Could I request a Fili fic where the reader is a hobbit and really close friends with Bilbo so he has brought them with him to Erebor several times and between their last visit and their current visit Fili has been exchanging letters with Bilbo to learn about Hobbit courting etiquette so he can ask the reader out?

A/N:I hope you enjoy it! I'm honoured you trusted me with this request, especially since I haven't written for Fili before.

Genre: Fluff/romance

Description: Fili enlists the help of Bilbo to learn about hobbit courting customs in order to ask you out in the best way possible.

Warnings: None

Word count: 1471

You’d always been close to Bilbo, he was like a brother to you, so it was only natural that you thoroughly questioned him when he came back months after disappearing so suddenly.

His tale fascinated you, more than it should fascinate a respectable hobbit. You asked questions, about the elves, about the mountain, about Smaug, but most of all, about his 13 companions, the dwarves.

You’d never met anyone who wasn’t a hobbit, but ever since you were young you’d had a fascination with the race of dwarves, reading books about them, begging your parents to bring you back hand-crafted items the dwarves in Bree were selling.

So yes, it was only expected that you would be most interested in Bilbo’s companions - how you wished you’d been able to meet them. But most particularly, you were fascinated by the Durin’s, especially the golden-haired prince who’s good nature and humour Bilbo would fondly talk about.

Therefore, when Bilbo casually mentioned returning to Erebor to visit his friends you immediately begged to go with him. Knowing how much it would mean to you, particularly with your birthday coming up as you so kindly reminded him, he agreed, and one letter to the dwarf king later the two of you were on the road.

To everyone’s (or no-one’s) surprise, you and Fili hit it off immediately. The golden-haired prince had taken an instant liking to you and you to him.

The second visit was much the same, except the relationship between the two of you only grew stronger as you grew closer and closer to the line between friends and something more.

Both of you were beginning to feel things for each other that went beyond friendship, but neither of you said anything as you left with Bilbo once more, this time with a promise to write.

Neither of you noticed the knowing glance Thorin and Bilbo had shared, and after you left, Fili had been subjected to endless teasing from his brother until Tauriel of all people had taken pity on the heir and reminded Kili that he was just as smitten, if not more.

In the weeks after the trip, you and Fili had sent letter after letter to each other, and when Bilbo mentioned taking you on another visit you’d instantly agreed, the blond still vivid in your mind.

What Bilbo didn’t tell you, was that you weren’t the only one who had been in regular contact with Fili. Ever since he had returned to Bag End his mailbox had been full of letters from Fili asking all kinds of questions about hobbits and their courting customs.

It was bad enough reading and answering the incredibly long letters that seemed to revolve around you, but he also had to hide them from you - something that was quite difficult since you’d often bring in his mail for him when you came over for breakfast, forcing him to wake up even earlier to snatch any letters Fili should send before you came over.

In the end, he had sent a thick book regarding hobbits and their customs which had seemed to satisfy the dwarf for the foreseeable future.

Now, he was finally taking you to Erebor again, and you were beyond excited. Little did you know, but Fili, upon hearing of your visit, had been a flustered mess, his usually calm demeanour seemingly gone as he scoured the text in the book over and over as he scurried to make sure that everything was perfect as he anticipated your arrival.

No one commented when your greeting with Fili was far from ‘formal’, his arms winding around your waist as he lifted you from the ground and spun you around, your laugh ringing through the air, your curls bouncing when he set you down.

It wasn’t until later that Fili asked you if he could show you something and the two of you excused yourselves from the company.

You completely missed Kili’s encouraging wink and thumbs up to his brother from behind your back.

Fili didn’t tell you where he was leading you as he led you through halls you’d never seen before. You were about to ask when he pulled open a door, gesturing for you to step through and you stepped into perhaps the most beautiful part of Erebor you’d seen.

It was a terrace, or courtyard of sorts, jutting out from the mountain and looking over Dale, but it wasn’t the view that amazed you most.

The terrace was more like a garden, with grass instead of stone and all sorts of brightly coloured flowers blooming in various places - some you recognised, some you didn’t.

You turned to Fili, a bright smile adorning your face. “This is amazing. Has this always been here?”

He shifted, looking slightly embarrassed. “Sort of. It was awful when I first found it. I’ve been fixing it up since your last visit. I thought you’d like it.”

“I love it!” You assured him, walking further out, relishing the feeling of glass tickling your feet again as you headed towards the only non-plant in the place; a yellow picnic rug set out with your favourite foods.

Fili followed you to the rug, watching you sit down and look admiringly at the food.

“Did you make this too?” You asked, half joking.

To your surprise he didn’t object. “Bombour helped. I hope it’s alright.”

You stared at him for a moment. Did he realise that in The Shire something like this would be seen as an intention to court? Or was he just being friendly? You smiled. “I’m sure it will be.”

As you ate, you couldn’t help but notice that Fili was acting a bit strangely. Yes, he would laugh and smile, but he fidgeted when he thought you weren’t looking and only picked at the food.

You set your plate aside. “Is there a reason for all this? Or am I just that good a friend?”

“No. I mean yes. I mean…” He sighed, seemingly building up his courage before he faced you. “Maybe this will tell you what I mean.

He reached behind him to pick up a bouquet which he then held out to you.

You accepted the bundle of carefully picked flowers, a few immediately sticking out to you. Red roses, both white and pink camellias, red carnations, orchids and tulips.

Clearly, in the eyes of a hobbit, a declaration of love and adoration.

You glanced up at the blond, who was watching you with a hopeful expression. “You know, in The Shire, this sort of thing would be considered a clear intention to court. A declaration of love, even.”

“And what would you say if that’s exactly what it is?”

You smiled, leaning across to place a quick kiss to his lips before leaning back, watching the expression of surprise and happiness cross Fili’s face. “I’d say I accept and the feelings are returned.”

He smiled, leaning closer to brush a stay piece of hair behind your slightly pointed ear, letting his fingers linger. “That’s good, because otherwise I wouldn’t be able to do this.”

He kissed you again, this time lingering longer, the remaining food all but forgotten as your grip on the bouquet loosened and you leaned into the kiss.

You’d be lying to say that you’d never thought about what the Prince’s lips would feel like against yours, how his beard would brush against your skin, and it was safe to say that this surpassed even your wildest dreams.

Fili pulled away, blue eyes shining. “Maybe later I can show you our courting customs.”

“I’d like that.” You murmured. “How did you know all this stuff?” You asked, glancing down to admire the bundle of flowers in your hands again.

“I asked Bilbo.” Fili admitted. “And he sent me a book.”

“What book?” You questioned with a smile. You found it adorable that he’d put in so much effort for you.

He grinned back. “Concerning Hobbits.”

~

Bilbo wasn’t surprised when you nervously pulled him aside the day before you were to leave, glancing anxiously at Fili over the other hobbit’s shoulder, who nodded encouragingly. He’d already talked to his uncle, who had agreed that you should be the one to talk to Bilbo.

“Bilbo?” You began, “Bilbo, I’m not ready to go home. I want to stay here…with Fili…” At his silence you rushed on. “I don’t want to upset you, and I’ll miss you but-”

Your long time friend wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “I understand. You don’t need to explain yourself.” He pulled back, smiling at you. “I’m happy for you.”

So with a promise to visit again soon and one last hug, Bilbo left Erebor, and you remained behind, Fili’s warm hand around yours as you returned his radiant smile.

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I agree.💯

Happy Valentine’s Day!

For someone who has an indigestion issue on both ends. (If you don't know what I mean. It means I can't help but burp or fart because of my indigestion stomach issues.) Sometimes I let a fart slip, and I just shake my head or laugh and rub the back of my neck with my hand, saying sorry and excuse me. Also, when I'm at the dinner table or out in a charming/nice place, I say excuse me. LOL. Some of us just really can't help it.

Hi! Would you write something where reader accidentally lets one rip and gets embarrassed? But then her boyfriend just laughs it off? Thanks!

The Gas We Pass

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 527

Summary: You fart in front of Bucky.

Author's Note: Well. I love farts. I think they are hysterical and obviously a very natural bodily function so YAY! hahaha I honestly made myself giggle with this one so I hope it makes you smile! Thanks for the fun request! Thank you all so very much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf

Warnings: fun fluff, fart embarassment but it's all good a fun :)

Gif not mine: Thank you so much to @captaincentenarian for this gif!

“Oh my god Buck, I lost another sock!!!” you yell from halfway in the dryer.

Bucky walks in, grabbing a handful of your ass before peeking around the washer and dryer to look for it.

“Are you sure it’s not stuck to one of my Henley’s or something?” he asks, now standing on his tippy toes to look behind the machines.

“I hope so! This is the third damn sock that will be missing its pair!” you say, clearly exasperated.

You bend over to take one last look in the dryer and before you can stop it a fart escapes your cheeks. You go completely still. You can feel Bucky behind you and you keep waiting for him to say something but when he remains quiet you start to crawl into the dryer.

That’s all it takes for him to lose his cool and start laughing.

“Were you really going to try to hide in the dryer because you farted?” he teases, grasping your ankle and gently prying you off the opening. “It’s ok baby girl.”

When he finally pulls you free of the machine you hide your face in your hands, feeling the heat on your face as total and utter embarrassment takes over.

“Hey doll,” Bucky says, “look at me.”

He carefully lifts your chin until your eyes meet.

“Don’t be embarrassed!” he says softly. “Everyone does it!”

You stare at him, wide eyed and frozen. He stares back, the corners of his mouth twitching with a smile and you finally crack a grin. Once he sees your smile start to form he lets out a loud laugh, his nose scrunching up and eyes crinkling at the corners.

You can’t help but join in and he takes you in his arms, holding you to his chest while you both shake with laughter.

“I cannot believe I just bent over and let out a fart in front of you!”

Your words have him laughing even harder and he takes your face in his hands.

“Baby doll. I don’t care at all! That was the sexiest fart I’ve ever heard!” he tells you, waggling his eyebrows.

You push on his chest and pretend to be mad but he can tell you’re just playing.

“You’re ridiculous! But thanks for not making me feel worse,” you whisper.

Later that night you and Bucky are in the bedroom putting away the clean laundry when he lets out a whoop from the closet.

“Found your sock doll face! It was stuck to my blue Henley!” he says triumphantly.

You rush over and grab it from his hand. “Thanks Buck! That’s one down, only two more to go,” you cheer.

When you turn around to go back to folding he grabs your wrist and tugs you back to him, turning around so his butt is pressed to your side. He lets out a loud fart that nearly knocks you over.

In a show of dramatics, you fall to floor and start coughing but it really only comes out as uncontrollable laughter. But it was the wrong move because the next thing you know he’s sitting on you and threatening to fart again.

10/10. I love this! I love that the reader is a runaway bride and that the Tokyo Revengers boys come to save them.

Running away from a wedding cause you hate your fiancé || Tokyo Revengers

Characters: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Baji

Type: fluff, some angst

Warnings: cursing, typos

Words count: ~ 3k

Request: @netzukochannn

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Ps : I'm not funny, I'm trying my best here 😭 I'm really sorry if that wasn't what you were thinking. I had a freaking hard time with Mitsuya omg

English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there're any mistakes ♡

Mikey 

You were sweating in your dress. The same dress that makes you struggle to breathe. Why did you even let him decide in the first place ? Looking at yourself in the mirror, it felt like seeing someone else. What were you doing here anyway, you never liked him. Sighing, you think hard of what you could do now. If you stay here, you'll regret it for the rest of your life and faking a smile every time your mom looks at you hurts you even more ; even if it's her fault. 

Asking for a moment alone, you take your phone and call your best friend (that wasn't there today). It rings a few times before it cuts out : he didn't even answer and you wanted to cry at the moment. 

"Mikey answer please, I need you right now" you murmur to yourself while trying a second time, then another one. When you heard him sigh on the other side you felt a weight falling off your shoulders. 

"Mikey come please" you begged him while you looked around to make sure no one was near the door.  

"Never, I'm not coming at your stupid wedding with this asshole. There's no fcking way I see you ruining your life like thi-" "come and pick me up !" You cut him with panic. "I hate him too, really. I can't do that, please" Silences meet your words for seconds before he starts moving on. "I'm coming." 

As he was about to hang up, you quickly tell him to get a car because of your dress, making him sigh deeply before hanging up. 

Now, you have to get out of here without being too weird : hard thing to do since you're the queen of the day. As you get out of the room, you catch eyes with one of your fiancé's friends. Faking a smile and listening to what he has to say, about how happy he is for you to be the future bride to his best friend and that he always likes you - you almost feel bad about running away. He keeps you here for too long and you start to feel really uncomfortable. 

You tried to excuse yourself to "go get some fresh air" but he followed you ! 

You were done inside and just wanted him to leave you for a moment so you can go without anyone seeing you. But when you get near the door, your phone rings, making him look at you with a questioning gaze but the next thing he sees was you running through the big door without looking behind you, your heels left next to him. In front of the great building there was Mikey, a frown on his face. 

"I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY" he screams through the door he just opened. 

Jumping on the passenger side and shutting the door, you take a look at the guy that was running after you with panic writing on his face, laughing at the sight as you drive away. Your white dress was all over your seat and touching Mikey's arm as he drives. 

Looking at you sideways, "your dress is really ugly" he spitted out with a straight face. 

You both burst into laughter. 

"You're right, it's the worst !" you answer as you try to catch your breath. You've never been this happy in your life.

Draken

You were waiting in front of the alley, walking around like a lion in a cage. This alley you never wanted to walk on, decorated like shit, surrounded by people you never appreciate. Nobody can see you right now and you were glad cause the bride isn't supposed to look THIS anxious. Fact is : you never wanted to be a bride. Your fiancé became more and more awful with you but all your friends and family keep telling you that he's the best you can have, he can assure you a good life and shit like this. Beside losing all your self-esteem, you end up there, in a horrible white dress and none of your (true) friends even here. They make you feel like you couldn't achieve anything without a man and it makes you feel sick as the hard working girl you were.

Only one of your friends was here, and you were waiting for him for now, and not to start the ceremony. Your witness, Ken, was supposed to show soon cause he, initially, has to wait at the end of this God damn alley. Thing is, you wanted to talk to him before and he was taking forever. 

When he finally shows, you almost jump on him but your heels remind you felt fast that your feet already hurt. 

"Ken, I swear to God you were taking forever!" You whine before taking his arm and pulling him away. "I got stuck with some old woman close to your mom, she's friends with some weird people-" "we have to leave," you cut him as your gaze fell on the floor.

"I'm glad you finally realized," he answers nonchalantly. You looked at him dead in the eyes, throwing daggers to him : like you ever wanted this ! Before you could attack him, he adds. "I came only for this, 'cause you talk about running away once when you were wasted and I take it seriously." You choked on his words, blinking many times before regaining your composure : ready to deny everything. "I never was that dead I-'' He rolls his eyes, "not with me, please." Shutting up at his words, with a nasty look, you were waiting for his answer. Even if you seemed relaxed with the way you talked, your hands were sweating and the anxiety was getting to your throat. You were dying for him to say 'yes'.

Instead, he takes your hand in his and starts to take you away from here. Your eyes are shining as you look at his back. Your heels slamming on the ground at a fast pace, following him like a lost puppy, letting people question themselves if nothing wrong happens. Yes, something was wrong : this whole wedding was killing you inside and you were glad someone helped you run away. Ken was for sure the best for this.

Lifting you so you don't have to run into the stairs outside, he lays you down on his motorcycle without giving a simple mind to the people talking around. There wasn't a lot outside since the ceremony was about to start soon. "From the day you chose your dress, I was freaking glad that you chose a short one I swear," he says, jumping on too, ready to go before anyone can really say anything. As you fastened your helmet, you laughed at his comment, feeling the same honesty. "I choose this one cause my legs are sexy !" You add in your laughter. "Whatever you want, still useful in the end."

Waving at people with a big smile, you wanted to scream of happiness at the feeling of the wind in your hair neatly done : the perfect curl flying out of your sight was the best view. You felt alive thanks to him. "Thank you so much, Ken," you say as you grip him harder. "Anything for you."

Mitsuya

Talking with the guests before the ceremony began was the best idea your mom ever has. Faking a last smile to all of them was a bliss, and it seems like Mitsuya was enjoying it very much too. Smiling to you from time to time, like a happy friend would on a wedding day was just funny to you. Between all of this, Mitsuya comes to you, excusing himself because he needed some time with his dearest friend. Taking you away from the crowd with the sweetest smile, his gaze became serious when you were alone. 

"Is it still okay ?" He'll ask while taking your hand. "Why shouldn't it ? Mitsuya we planned everything, don't make me doubt like this, I-" He shuts you down with a hand sign. "You're too loud," he chuckles. "I wanted to be sure, that's all. Don't worry, everything is good," he assures you. Letting go the breath you were holding because of the panic he just caused through your body ; you were about to talk when your mom met you two with a suspicious gaze. She never had a good feeling about you two but didn't say anything either. "I need to fix some things before you go, come sweetheart." Listening to her, you smile at Mitsuya as you follow her. 

While fixing your hair and makeup, she asks you "You never slept with him, right ?" Your eyes widen as your head snaps to her, shock written on your face. "Never ! Mom please, he's my best friend-" "And you're very close to each other. I just wanted to be sure" She seems almost mad at you, like she doesn't trust you at all and that hurts your feelings. She wasn't that wrong, 'cause you planned to run away with him. But you never cheated on your fiancé, even if you hated him now. This fact makes you want to go even more. Even your own family doesn't trust you. 

"Wait for your dad now, okay? The ceremony will start soon." She said when she was finally done. You nod with a smile no matter what as she leaves, knowing that he won't show up anytime soon. 

Checking his phone, Mitsuya nods as he gets out of the corner, catching your mom with his best smile. Guiding her by the hand like a gentleman from the room, he winks at you when your head picks out to see if you could finally prepare yourself to go. He knew she never really liked him, but he still does his best to make her forget you a little bit. 

Leading her to the main room where all the guests were placed and now waiting for you to come in, he leaves her with a smile. Maybe he should play a bit. 

"You were right to be worried about me," he playfully says to her ear before leaving the place without looking at her twice but imagining her shocked gaze. He makes sure that your dad was locked in the toilets before running to meet you. 

He finds you in the hall, sneaker on and ready to go before people actually start to follow you : anxiety written all over your face when you finally see him. Giving you his jacket and catching your hand in his without hesitation, he runs with you to the outside door. 

When your mom showed herself outside, his car was passing by with you and Mitsuya inside, him showing his middle finger and a big smile at her. And in the car, he gave a long look at the dress that was exposing more than necessary. "Still salty that I didn't do your dress. Find a better man so I can do it please," he playfully says with a big smile now. "I'll think about it, yes," you answered calmly, holding his jacket a bit closer, finally feeling good. "What about you ?" You propose after some time with a playful tone. "Ew never, I know you too well," laughs Mitsuya as you hit his arm. He doesn't need to marry you to always be by your side.

Chifuyu

As your best friend, Chifuyu is your witness and knows everything about you. He remembers all the nights you end up sleeping at his place because you can't deal with your fiancé anymore. It's killing him to see you like this, in a beautiful dress that would make any Disney princess jealous but sadness hovering in your eyes. Your dad being way too proud to see the distress in his daughter's behavior. 

Here he stands, in a corner of the room, listening to your dad that was chatting with himself as you check yourself another time. His arms are crossed when he catches your eyes in the mirror and he swears to God that he could have killed your dad and his precious groom the second you faked a smile to him. Chuckling, he waits for your dad to leave the room before coming straight to you and takes your hands in his. You can't even look back to him and it hurts him way more that he wants to admit. 

"You can't do that," he simply says, stroking the back of your hands. "You seem so sad. I mean nothing is holding you back right now." 

"It's not that simple Chifuyu, you know it. My dad would-"

"Who cares about him ?! All I can see is you being sad and I can't take it." Tears appear in the corner of your eyes and fragile sighs leave your lips. Your head falls on his chest, thinking a moment before talking again. "Take me away from here, please." 

Your words are his command. He told you to meet up outside in 10 minutes, squeezing your hand as a last reassurance before leaving you here. You can't do that, you know it but it still feels wrong. You're sure that the moment you'll be away from here with your best friend everything will feel better. 

Walking outside of the room with a big smile, you make your way to the front of the building where there were a lot of guests, chatting before the ceremony. You salute a lot of them, talking a bit while waiting for Chifuyu. You were stressed to run away in front of so much people but it was for the best right ? Laughing with an old woman relates to your fiancé, she talked about him like he was a Saint, making you sick. 

But you didn't get to think too much about it cause a loud motor was heard from nowhere, coming closer. Stopping in front of the crowd, there was Chifuyu, opening the door for you with a big smile. 

"GET IN LOSER, WE'RE LEAVING THIS SHITTY WEDDING" he screams, making you laugh as you start running to him. Your heels were louder than the crowd that was looking at you in shock. You were in in a second, almost being caught by some random guy without success. 

There you were, laughing as hell because of the adrenaline running through your veins. 

"Fcking hell Chifuyu you're the best !" 

"I know, I know. It really wasn't that good, you can see they didn't listen to you when we see the decoration" he criticizes without thinking twice, making you chuckle. 

"Where are we going ?"

"I don't fcking know," laughs the guy next to you. You let your head hit the seat with a content sigh, "that's perfect."

Baji

Your voice could be heard through the door as your future husband talked back louder before storming out with a frown. Curses leave your mouth as you just wanted to throw the crown through the room. Water started to blur your vision and before you could think about your makeup, ugly tears were rolling down your cheeks. 

You felt like a baby, but you never wanted this and you were dying for someone to take you out of this. But no one would save you this time, you were alone in this and you just had to deal with it by yourself. 

Putting yourself together, you fixed the black tears off your face and put a bright smile on your lips. A bride can't be sad on her wedding day, right ? You can do it. So without showing any other emotions than a calm one, you were waiting for your dad to come take you to your shitty husband. 

You flashed your better smile to all the people here for you and the most beautiful day of your life which was ironically the most horrible one. Your husband takes your hand like you didn't just have an argument, like everything has ever been perfect between you two and it was like the tears were coming back as he smiled at you. 

As you were about to say yes, someone - your friend - brutally opened the doors and walked up to you, decided and half laughed. "I'm sorry but I'm borrowing the bride," says Baji, taking your hand and guiding you backwards to the door. Teasing your husband with a wave, he leans to your ear to whisper. "Listen, you can't stay here so leave your damn heels here and run princess," and, without letting you process what he said, Baji starts running, forcing you to follow him. A squeak escapes your mouth but you tag along with him anyway with a shocked gaze. Your heels fell off your feet, catching his pace without paying attention to the people around. 

"I'm against this union by the way !" Screams Baji just before passing the doors with you. Surprisingly, there weren't a lot of people running after you, and even if they wanted you back, they were late now due to their slow reaction. Baji flashes you a smile. "You can smile now," he says. Taking you outside to his car, he sits brutally with a sigh. 

"Want a McDonald's ?" He asks with a straight face. You burst into laughter, tears forming into your eyes as he drives away. "Sure, it's perfect after all of this."

At this point Chifuyu has a crush on you-

I take SO FREAKING long to do that I'm so so sorry, I was really busy and tired af. I didn't get to really write during the break cause I was with my family and friends, again, I'm sorry

I hope you like it !

😊

Getting Married to Alastor

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, getting married, photos, dancing, kiss, showing off

A/N: He gives chaotic wedding vibes.

It would be at the Hazbin Hotel or at the Cannibal Town

Because of his reputation a lot of people would want to attend, the crowd would be huge

There would be crying but not from him

He spent a lot of time getting dressed and getting pointers from his friends

Doesn't let his nervousness show

The smile on his face widens when he sees you walking up to him, the static noise at the wedding deafening almost everyone, for which he quickly apologizes

Short vows but he has a really long speech for the party

Leans in for the wedding kiss first

Can dance all night long

His band are his shadow minions because they know his and your favorite songs

Knows he will fuck up the wedding photos

But in his opinion it will give them more character

Talks about you to every guest and shows off the ring on his wedding finger as if they didn't all just see the wedding ceremony take place

Sings you a love song very often, definitely hogs the stage

Picks you up bridal style but you don't walk home, you vanish into the shadows and reappear in the bedroom