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gguk-n · 1 day

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The Exception (Max Verstappen x y/n)

Summary- 4 times Max let y/n get away with whatever she wanted and 1 time he didn't.

I just have so much love for maxie and I wanna show it so it came out as this. Hope you like it!! I hope maxie is only loved tbh

Max was very young when he had moved to a Netherland. If someone asked him when it was, he'd probably never be able to tell. But he could tell you about the annoying neighbours he had growing up. Yes, he did spend most of his time karting and didn't have the time at home or in school like normal kids his age would but the fleeting moments spent at that house in Netherland left behind fond memories that he can look back and only because of a certain little girl with chubby cheeks and two identical braids on either side of her head who had made quite a place in his life. Jos wasn't very happy with Max wasting his time entertaining those kids but he couldn't do much when the children's father was a tall bulky man who could take Jos out in one punch, insisted on letting the kids play together. The tall man had 3 kids Max noticed when he had dinner at their place for the first time; the oldest being the girl who we mentioned before followed by 2 younger brothers who seemed to love karting. They asked Max so many questions about it that they got scolded by their mother for ruining dinner for everyone but Max thought was cute because the youngest couldn't even pronounce karting but had a lot to say. Every time he would spend time with his neighbours, it would always be with the 2 young boys who wanted to learn how to kart better and become like Max like the younger one put it. Even now it makes Max laugh reminiscing about those days. They never really made it professionally though.

2008

Max and the 2 boys were playing around when their older sister asked if they would like to join her for a session of afternoon tea with Mr Whale and Miss Teapot. The brothers made a face of disgust and ran away from her, dejected she turned around when Max agreed. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree. She quickly dragged him into her room and had him sit next to Mr Longneck, the giraffe. An hour later Max was found in Y/N's room with two pigtails if you could call them that on the top of his head, a tiara and the prettiest necklace Y/N owned. Looking at himself in the mirror he couldn't help but laugh. Y/N on the contrary looked pleased with her handy work. She thanked him for being a good and compliant customer and to come back again if he ever wanted to look pretty. It wasn't easy to get Max to do what you wanted except he couldn't say no to her puppy eyes. She even gave him a drawing of him in his kart saying that it would bring him good luck since she couldn't be there and placed her favourite bracelet on his hand.

If Y/N was to ask him about the bracelet, Max would say he lost it as soon as she gave it to him, but deep down in the watch drawer of Max's Monaco apartment sat a brightly neon pink bracelet with Y/N’s initials.

2014

Y/N had started highschool and remained the annoying self Max had come to love. Her over the top demeanor and affection to screaming at the top of her lungs whenever she spotted Max never failed to make him smile. Having joined Formula one this year, meant Max was way to busy to be home but Y/N seemed to never forget to text him regularly. She would ask him to get autographs of other drivers or souvenirs from different countries. It was a regular race weekend when Y/N texted Max asking him to explain how the engine in a go kart worked. In a split second Max was on call with her asking "why she needed that?" to which she replied "I'm doing a project on that. I even made a small scale replica of your cart Look here!!!" She exclaimed. "I just need to shrink you and place you inside it" Y/N laughed. Max told her not to worry and that he would text her the details in a hour or so. Actually it took a couple hours and Y/N was starting to get agitated and called him back. Max replied with a almost done and smiled at her. He had literally written her entire report for her and sent it to review. Y/N almost screamed when she saw the assignment. She thanked Maxie for doing this for her and that she owed him her life. Max was just happy to be of help, he told himself more than he told her because who stays up till 5 in the morning on a race weekend doing someone else’s project.

He kept the small scale replica of his Kart on the mantle above the fireplace if anyone wanted to know what happened to the kart.

2018

Y/N was freshly 18, so getting drunk was the only thing on her agenda. On a night out, she was so drunk that no one could get her to move because she wanted her Maxie and would only leave with Maxie, she enunciated. Her friend was able to open up Y/N phone and thankfully find a Maxie in her favourite contacts. She called the number to be met with a groggy but worried voice. "Hi! This is Y/N's friend Kate speaking. Am I speaking with a....maxie?" she said tentatively. Max let out a sign while rubbing his eyes, "Yes, this is Max speaking." "Can you come pick Y/N up?" She asked hesitantly followed by, "She won't leave with anyone but you apparently." Max was already out of bed and near the door when he said "I'll be there in 10, where are you guys at?" She sent him the location and waited for 'maxie'. Nothing could've prepared them for this. They had thought Maxie was a friend, a boyfriend maybe even a neighbour; they did not think Maxie was Max Verstappen, F1 driver for Redbull racing. He apologised for the inconvenience and crouched down to Y/N level who seemed to have realised that he was here. She cupped his cheeks and giggled while turning his head to the crowd of people standing, "Look, this is my Maxie." Hearing Y/N say my maxie made his heart beat faster then it should've, he admits but that girl had a tight hold on his heart and he couldn't really do much about it. She stood up and wrapped her arms around Max asking him to carry her since her legs felt like mush. Max gladly carried her back to his car, as he fastened her seat belt she asked him to take her back to his place since her parents would probably disown her if she come in drunk for the 6th time this week. Max looked shocked and asked her to stop drinking so much since it wasn't good for her. All Y/N could mumble was that the alcohol made the pain in her heart bearable. This broke Max's heart. Who would dare hurt his precious little angle, if he met that guy he was so dead, Max thought. Little did he know that guy was the one driving her back home.

Y/N was a nuisance when drunk, she reminded him of the little girl he had befriended when he moved here. She wouldn't listen to anything he asked her to do that night until he agreed to let her do make up on him which he would gladly agree to, real or not.

2022

Y/N had recently graduated and was looking for a place to stay. It was one of those nights after a fruitless apartment hunt Y/N facetimed Max. He looked very comfortable in his sim racing chair in his luxurious apartment in Monaco having moved recently. "Maxie" the younger girl sighed. "Meisje, what's the problem?" came a concerned voice. "I can't seem to find a decent apartment, I've been at it for months now." she said. Max offered to help her find the right place and Y/N started listing out all the things she wanted in her apartment which was sounding a lot like Max current apartment which was true, that was Y/N's dream apartment currently; after seeing it a couple months ago when she had visited him as a housewarming surprise and even held a party for him. "You can move to Monaco, the house you're looking for is here" Max said. After a long pause Y/N replied with a chuckle, "I don't make formula 1 money. I'm too broke to afford a house here. In Monaco, I'd have to sell my organs to afford a place there." As if it was the most obvious thing, Max offered her to stay at his place and look for a job here.

The allure of Monaco was too much and Y/N was able to thankfully find a job there so that she wouldn't be completely dependent on Max which he wouldn't have minded. Max never let her pay rent, he'd always tell her to cook good food and that was rent sorted.

2023

It was the night of the Abu Dhabi grand prix. Max had just won his third WDC so him and his friends decided to go out to celebrate, Y/N included. The night carried on as usual, Max not touching much of the alcohol since Y/N decided to down drinks like a thirsty person. She was now in the middle of the dance floor making herself familiar with Lando's crotch, much to Max's dismay. He made his way to her and led her away from Lando while she shouted at him to let her go. They were now stood in the quieter part of the club but you could still hear the music blasting. Y/N looked visibly annoyed at being taken away from the dance floor. "You are drunk, you'll regret it tomorrow." Max said. "That's for sober me to deal with. Drunk me just wants to forget about everything and having an eventful night with a guy would do just the trick." she said. Max winced at the words and held her arms so that she could steady herself. "I don't wanna feel like this," was this the alcohol giving her the confidence, "the guy I've been in love with for ages can't seem to see me as a woman. I've been trying for years now. If I walked out naked, I'm sure he wouldn't even be phased." she sounded dejected. "Any guy would want you, Meisje." Max whispered. "But not the one I do" she stepped closer, enough that their breaths mingled. The woman in front of him was driving Max mad, had she not been drunk he would've shown her how much any man would want her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes before saying, "He's so dumb, can't even see the woman in front of him." The statement felt oddly targeted. "You know, he's a 3 time world drivers champion and he doesn't even get that I love him so much." she said while looking into his eyes. "You're in love with me?" Max exclaimed. "I have been since the day you let me make pigtails on your hair but thanks for realising now." she replied sarcastically. "You're drunk, you don't know what your saying" Max replied. "Well, sober me would never tell you this but I love you Max Verstappen. So much that you make my heart beat faster and my chest swell when you look at me. I think about marrying you and having a family with you, but you think I'm joking." she declared. Max couldn't help but smiled, "Tell me all of this in the morning when you're sober so that I can tell you that I love you too schat and then I can finally kiss you." "You can kiss me now" Y/N made a kissy face and eagerly leaned in. Max shook his head and carried her back to the hotel room.

Y/N indeed remembered everything and the first thing she did even though she wreaked of alcohol was finally kiss those soft pink lips.

this is just brain rot at this point. hope you liked it

#max verstappen #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x you #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen fluff #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #lando norris

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rikigai · 2 days

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00:00 — nishimura riki

your boyfriend, riki, came home after an exhausting day, working and practicing. you stay up and wait for him til late to see him come home, tired.

pairing: idol bf!riki x afab!reader | genre(s): fluff | content/warning: reader and riki call each other baby, reader kisses riki on the forehead and cheek

[requested]

word count: 735

author’s note: this is just so cutee. i enjoyed writing this sm and i hope you enjoy reading it as well! not proofreaadd btw

[🎧 now playing: soren by beabadobee]

22:12

you were scrolling on your phone, laying down across the couch with a fluffy blanket covering you body. you were waiting for riki to get home from working at the hybe building. you figured he was up practicing after a long day of promoting and shooting for their recent comeback. you weren't too sure where he was at the moment. he might've been on his way home, maybe even at the studio this late at night.

22:27

you decide to text him.

“babyyy”

“where r uu :(“

you type in and send. you blink a few times, feeling how droopy your eyes were. it was getting late and you couldn’t deny how sleepy you were. you yawned as you shut your phone off, laying it by your side. you pulled your blanket up to your chin and laid there, wondering were riki could be.

22:46

some time later, you check your phone to see if he had responded. ‘delivered.’ riki hadn’t opened your message. he was probably on his way home right now so you didn’t really worry.

your eyelids were heavy and you couldn’t fight off how much you wanted to sleep. eventually, you fell asleep on the couch, tucked into the fluffy blanket.

23:07

you awake to the sound of keys clanking right outside the door. the doorknob twisted and the door opened, revealing the sight of your boyfriend. he took his shoes off and dropped his bag onto the floor. you rubbed your eyes and just as you were about to stand up and greet him, you see him walk into the bedroom with his eyes half shut.

“woah woah woah, where do you think you’re going?” you ask him as he trailed off. “sleep” he said. “noo, baby. not just yet. we need to get you washed up first” you told him. riki stops and turns to see you. “babyy~ can we go to sleep?” he asks you, slowly blinking and standing still, clearly tired. you walk towards him and grabbed his arm, tugging him towards the bathroom you had in the room. “let’s wash up first, pleaaaseee?” you softly say, looking into his eyes. riki nods and walks with you towards the bathroom.

you help him get into the shower and handed him his towel and his new change of clothes. riki took a quick shower and as soon as he got out, you helped him dry his hair and body. you made sure he was feeling okay. as you pat his face down with a towel, you could tell just by his eyes how exhausted he was. “tired hm?” you asked him. all he did was nod. you smile and caress his cheek.

23:32

after riki washed up, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes, he laid down onto his side of the bed. you came shortly after with a glass of water you took from the kitchen while riki was changing. you handed it over to him and waited for him to finish before setting it aside for him on the bedside table. you pulled the blanket over the two of you and closed the lights, leaving only a dim one by the doorway lit up.

you watched riki as his eyes shut. you rub circles onto his temples and forehead to help him relax and release any tension he had. riki then rested his hand by your waist, bringing you in slightly closer. your hands move up and made its way onto his hair. you play with it and lightly massaged his scalp. riki had a smile across his face.

23:49

you thought of putting pain relief patches on his shoulders to relieve any of the pain his muscles might’ve had from practicing and working all day. you get up to fetch them from a drawer in your closet. you gently lift his shoulders up to place the patches onto them. you lay him back down, looking at him, admiring how pretty he was.

23:59

you pushed riki’s hair back and gave him a kiss on the forehead and on the cheek. going back down, riki hugged your torso and you buried your face into his chest. “i’m so proud of you for always working hard. good night. i love you, riki” you say before closing your eyes and finally falling asleep in his embrace.

00:00

“i do it for you. i love you more, y/n”

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honeybcj · 2 days

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— rosekiller microfic

828 words | nsfw | cw: explicit sexual content, brief strap sucking, mild degradation, mild praise, trans evan rosier (or, the one wear evan straps barty)

this one goes out to @panchashire and his gorgeous, gorgeous brain. mwah, i hope i did them justice. you’ve always got me on my toes when it comes to these two <3

“C’mon now, baby,” Evan urges, swatting playfully at Barty’s hip, “you can take it.”

A helpless whine passes Barty’s lips. His skin is on fire, the muscles in his arms aching from trying to hold himself up. Upon Evan swatting at him, Barty arches his back more, twisting his head over his shoulder to try and get a better look at Evan behind him.

Evan’s on his knees, lazily dragging the tip of the strap over Barty’s hole. It’s agonizing. Pure torture, really. But this much is true: Barty can take it. He wants to. He needs to.

It’s been a whole morning-long debacle of Barty pathetically pawing at Evan for more attention. He’s selfish, a little greedy even, but who wouldn’t be when Evan Rosier is the world’s one and only earth side angel?

And as it goes, Barty should have expected some kind of punishment for his pissy attitude and clinginess. Although, it may not be that much of a punishment, depending on who you ask.

“Rosie, if you don’t—” Barty starts, but his jaw drops, mouth falling open in a silent moan as Evan finally pushes past Barty’s rim, sinking all the way to the hilt, Evan’s hips pressed flush against Barty’s ass.

Yes, Evan might have been teasing him up until this point, but the second he’s buried deep inside Barty? By all means, begin begging for mercy.

Barty does say a prayer, a silent one, that Evan drags him through the gates of Hell before he’s finished with Barty.

Thorough, meticulous. Just how Barty likes it. Evan is precise, fucking Barty with reckless abandon, barely giving him a moment to breathe. It’s not like Barty needs it anyway. He’d gladly spend his last minutes being fucked into the mattress, his final thoughts and feelings chock full of unabashed pleasure and desire.

What a way to go.

It’s hard to believe that only half an hour ago Barty was on his knees sucking Evan’s strap like it was his damn job. Getting all sloppy, spit dripping down his chin, only for Evan to wipe it up with his fingers and shove it right back into Barty’s mouth.

But now it doesn’t even matter. Not when Evan is fucking Barty within an inch of his life. The tip of the strap skillfully and repeatedly hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves that has Barty moaning like the godforsaken whore that he is.

And that’s exactly how Evan calls it.

“Such a good fuckin’ whore for me, baby,” Evan coos, gripping Barty’s hips to pull back each time he thrusts forward. “Takin’ me like a champ.”

It’s all white light and stardust when Evan loosens one of his hands, wrapping around to Barty’s front to take his cock in his hand. Far too soon, embarrassingly so, Barty feels the warmth pool in the pit of his stomach, flames licking up his spine.

“Ev, Rosie, yes. F-For you. Just for you,” Barty babbles, arms giving out from under him, his chest colliding with the mattress.

“That’s right. So good for me,” Evan praises, the sound of palm against skin echoing in the air when Evan slaps, hard, at Barty’s ass.

It’s a sweet kind of sting—the kind Barty always wants more of. Call him a masochist, and he wouldn’t bat an eye once.

There’s something to be said about the way Evan looks once he’s hooked the harness around his hips. Blue silicone just begging to be touched, and who is Barty to say no? It’s not just that, though. It’s the light in Evan’s eyes when he knows what is to come, the swelling of pride in his chest that he has the ability to render Barty boneless.

Barty’s pretty sure he will never get over that.

A choked moan erupts from the back of Barty’s throat, his skin tingling from exertion. A thin sheen of sweat coats his body. Apparently, whatever animalistic sounds are leaving Barty’s body are like music to Evan’s ears because he’s practically purring behind Barty, not wasting a single second in making sure that Barty stays full.

“Oh, sweetheart. Already close? You wanted it that bad? Just look at you,” Evan muses, punctuating his last words with four harsh thrusts that send Barty right over the edge.

He spills into Evan’s hand, letting out a sinful moan as Evan fucks him through it, nearly reaching the point of overstimulation. It feels good though. And Barty would take it. He’d take anything Evan gives him.

Barty lets out a breathless giggle, Evan still supporting his hips as he pulls out. Barty can feel the silicone rubbing against the back of his leg as Evan drapes himself over Barty’s back, lips brushing over the shell of Barty’s ear.

“Think you can take it again, baby?” Evan whispers, voice heavy with amusement.

Barty whimpers, rocking his hips back against Evan. His voice is quite as he responds with the only correct answer, “You fucking bet.”

#rosekiller #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #trans evan rosier #barty x evan #evan x barty #barty crouch jr x evan rosier #evan rosier x barty crouch jr #marauders #slytherin skittles #rosekiller microfic #han’s microfics

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suckerforblondeathletes · 19 hours

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Comfort Calls - Ingrid Engen

Ingrid Engen X Fem!Reader

Summary: Comforting Ingrid after the... rather unpleasant... game when she was in Norway

Warnings: Had to use that picture of Ingrid lol, Sad Ingrid and reader, use of Norwegian, translations into English listed! If the translation is wrong don't blame me, blame translate on google.

Authors Note: Find of short but hope you enjoy!

You felt your heart shatter when the game whistle blew, Norway had lost a very important game, a devastating loss was felt all over Norway, and the team.

Your thoughts immediately get to your girlfriend, the beautiful, kind Norwegian who you gave your heart too on December 16, 2022.

You knew she would be upset, everyone would.

Your questions were answered when the tv cut to a clip of all of the Norwegians crying on the pitch, your brunette girlfriend being one of them.

You felt tears prickle your eyes just watching her cry, hours away, you couldn't do any thing from Barcelona but watch her cry.

Unable to wrap your arms around her until she feels better.

After the match, and about 2 hours after, you decided to call her. Knowing you gave her enough time to calm down and go back to the hotel.

The phone rang for 3 second before being picked up. You could hear sniffles in the background, signaling she had been crying in her hotel room.

"Hey baby, are you okay?" Your voice calm and comforting, knowing that she is in a vulnerable state and very upset.

"Yeah, just disappointed." Your heart breaks again hearing the sadness and quietness in her voice, you aren't not used to hearing your happy and bubbly girlfriend so upset.

"I wish I could be there with you right now, babe." The words getting stuck in your throat, and your throat starting to burn by holding back tears.

"I wish you could be here too kjærlighet, very badly." (Love) She breaks out into tears mid sentence, making you start to cry as well.

"Its okay baby, you can cry as much as you want to." You never wanted to jump through the phone and kiss and hug someone so badly as you did right now.

You both sat there for a couple minutes as she calmed down and she spoke again.

"I tried really hard, I didn't want to disappoint you." She says the last sentence quieter, almost hard to hear but you caught it.

"Love you didn't disappoint me at all. You never could do anything to disappoint me. Never, do you understand?" Seriousness is heard in your voice, the voice you rarely use with her but you wanted her to know you were serious.

"Yes, jeg elsker deg så mye" (I love you so much) You could hear a smile in her voice, she always smiled when she said she loved you. She didn't know why she did, but she couldn't hold back a smile when she would say the words.

She also almost never said it in English. not that she couldn't, she just wanted you to know she seriously meant it when she used her mother tongue."

"I love you too baby, get some rest my love and I will see you soon."

"Okay, goodnight kjærlighet, you get some sleep too," (Love) You hear another smile in her words and smile to yourself at the sound.

"Yes of course, goodnight babe." You make a kiss sound into the phone and she mirrors it before hanging up.

When the call ends you smile before putting the phone away, you always knew after hard away games, all she needed was a comfort call from her girlfriend, and she would be just fine.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated!

#ingrid engen x reader #woso x reader #woso fanfics

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hyuuukais · 1 day

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heyllo :3

can i request reader x chan? reader is overwhelmed but keeps it in because that’s what they see chan doing a lot of the time. but eventually it builds to a breaking point where the stress causes them to completely shut down. chan doesn’t know exactly what’s wrong so it might be cute if he just sits on the floor in front of reader and plays clips from a song he’s working on and asks for their opinion (by basically talking out loud to himself) and then after reader calms down they are able to verbalize they just need a human weighted blanket and to be told they are doing amazing and their efforts are not going unnoticed.

im fine. 🥲

just hold me, tell me you love me

pairing : chan x reader

notes : me vs the long title. anyway thank uuu for being my first request! i hope this lives up to ur expectations and can provide u some comfort 🫶 sending u hugs and love 🫂💙 sorry it's taken a bit long to get back to! kind of was getting this feeling myself and have been unable to write, but i think i'm getting back

warnings : reader is overwhelmed, mentions of anxiety, fear of opening up to someone, reader is called pet names (love, baby), reader breaks down

wc : 1.4k

All week there's been a growing pressure in your chest threatening to spill all over the floor and leave you a mess, lying on the ground with nothing else to give. Give, you've given all you can, and now that you're home, you can't do it anymore. You seek peace in the quiet of your shared bedroom, your boyfriend still at work in his studio.

Your boyfriend, who works hard day and night. Your boyfriend, who's loving and caring and sweet. Your boyfriend, who you're scared to open up to when things get really hard, because he doesn't share with you either. Although the relationship isn't fresh, going on a year and a half, there are still things you don't talk about. You don't want to burden him with your struggles when you've always been able to power through by yourself.

Fisting the sheets under you, you can feel the need to cry in your body, the hollow feeling in your chest and the tightness in your throat, but nothing comes. It's like your body knows you're too tired for even that simple of an action, for even one tear to slip. So instead, you sit the the blanket over you, face peeking out to stare at the wall with tired eyes. You can't sleep. If you close your eyes, you know you won't drift off and wake up feeling better, you'll just lie there for hours.

"Baby?"

Something spikes in you when you hear Chans voice ring out through the apartment, curling into yourself more. He shouldn't be home this early and yet, here he is, calling your name and wondering where you are; you're never in bed this early. Chan continues to call out for you until you hear the bedroom door opening quietly.

"Love?" Chans footsteps get closer, and you can feel the edge of the bed dip with his weight as he sits down. "My love..."

His hand brushes over your shoulder, but you can't face him. When you bring the blanket over your head more, he seems to get the hint, shifting to lean against the headboard next to the statue that is your body, unmoving and heavy. You can feel him fiddling beside you, and soon, a soft melody fills your ears. It's enough to distract you temporarily from the raging storm in your head, focusing on the beats, and when Chans voice comes through, it's like you can feel a sense of comfort washing over you. Although it's not enough to completely take these feelings away, you're grateful for what he's doing.

"This song has been giving me trouble," Chan comments over the music, sighing heavily. "I can't figure out if I like the chorus or not, and it feels like it's missing something in general, but I don't know what. What do you think, baby?"

Unable to answer verbally, but still wanting him to know you're listening, you roll around so you're facing him. He chuckles as you bury your face under his thigh when you see he's sitting cross-legged, the pressure on your face oddly comforting. Chan places a hand on your back, his arm resting behind your head as he rubs small circles over your thick layer of blanket. Another song starts playing after a while, another soft one, too. You relax under his touch, feeling the vibrations through his body as he hums along to this one and makes occasional comments about changes he'd like to make.

Exhaustion hits you like a ton of bricks, your eyes fluttering shut as he keep playing different songs and telling you all about them. Both of you are aware that he shouldn't be playing so much unreleased music, but all Chan cares about in this moment is you, helping you, calming you, loving you. The company will never know anyway.

"Chan," You whisper, voice barely audible. His humming stops and he pauses the music, looking down at your limp form with furrowed brows. Moving your head slightly, you're able to look up at him on an angle, the cool air of the bedroom breaching your blanket cocoon.

"What is it, baby?" Chan moves some hair from your face, leaving this palm to rest on your cheek.

"Can you just-" You clear your throat, one hand coming up to play with the hem of his shorts at his knee to calm you more. "Just hold me, tell me you love me?"

Without words, he shifts down to your level and nods. Carefully, Chan guides you to face away from him and brings you close to his body, your back pressed tightly against his chest. His chin rests on your shoulder, now enveloped inside your blanket as he holds onto you tightly, scared that if he let's go, you'll fade away. The thought of you being in so much pain, whether physical or emotional, is something he can't bear; he can't sit on the sidelines and watch you wither away. Neither of you speak as you lie there for what feels like hours, although it must only be a few minutes. The feeling of Chan's breath on your neck is oddly comforting, your own hands finding his arm around your waist and holding onto him.

Something about the way Chan is holding you, comforting you without the pressure of being asked what's wrong, has you finally breaking down. It starts small, holding back a few tears, but a few escaping despite your efforts. Then Chan shifts closer, pressing soft lips on the skin behind your ear.

"I love you, you know that? So, so much," He whispers, inhaling the scent of your shampoo as he buries his face into your hair. "You're doing amazing, baby, and I mean that. I thought... I thought something might have been wrong, but I didn't know how to go about this. I'm sorry it got to this point, I should have asked. I want you to know you can always turn to me, okay?"

His words have the dam breaking and soon enough, the sobs ripping from your chest have you gasping and hiccupping like there's no tomorrow. You don't register the way Chan tries to soothe you as he pulls you around and into his chest. Subconsciously, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and roll his body onto yours, his head sitting in the crook of your neck. The weight feels nice, grounding, and you can finally hear Chan speaking again.

"Shhh, it's okay, you're okay." Chan whispers into the skin of your neck, one of his hands smoothing back your hair. "You're okay, I'm here, now breathe, alright? Breathe, baby."

He inhales deeply, and you do your best to mimic his movements. It's shaky, but you're doing it.

"Good job, you're doing great," Chan keeps his voice low as he speaks. "Keep breathing."

It gets to the point where you don't need to think about breathing anymore, your head throbbing slightly from the sudden outburst of emotion. Chan's body stays on yours, but he props himself up enough to look at you, his palm on your cheek and his thumb wiping away any remaining tears. You can barely look him in the eye.

All he does is stare at you with those pretty, dark eyes, but you realize there's a dampness under them matching yours. You open your mouth to question it, but he shakes his head, a soft smile on his face.

"I don't want you to be in pain alone ever again." His thumb continues to caress your cheek, even though the tears have dried. "I love you too much to let you go through that. Whatever's going on, tell me when you're ready, yeah? For now, just let me gush about my beautiful partner until they're feeling better."

You can't help the small laugh that escapes you as Chan surges up to pepper your face in kisses, saying praises in between each one. With every kiss, you can feel your face heating up until you try and cover it, but he just grabs your wrists and pulls your hands away. Eventually, he slows down, pressing one last kiss directly on your lips, and settles back onto you.

"Let's stay like this for a while," Chan suggests, knowing you need it, but so does he. "My favourite place is in your arms."

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Taste Test - N. Sturniolo (blurb)

Summary : the one where Nick is developing the flavors that will be sold by his brand, and he wants your opinion.

Warnings : tooth rotting fluff <3

Word Count : 700

Pairing : Nick Sturniolo/Male Reader (romantic)

A/N : divider credit to @/animatedglittergraphics-and-more. HAPPY PRIDE MY LOVES! sorry this is so short, hoping to get more nick fics up so soon!

Nick laughed as you made a fake, over exaggerated, gagging noise, handing him the sample back.

The creases around your eyes told him that you were joking, but that you didn’t really like the one he had handed you. He smiled as he passed you another option, the soft pastel color on the tube being incredibly inviting to you. You laughed with him for a few seconds before pulling the lid off of the next one, gently twisting it up a bit. The strong scent of cherry wafted around the room, the soft pink label around the cylinder between your fingers.

“This one.”

Nick looked at you, a little surprised.

“Yeah? You haven’t opened the rest of them.”

“I don’t need to. This is the one.”

Nick had already filled two of the three spots for Space Camp’s first flavor launch, and the other two were Frosted Mint, and Juicy Watermelon. However, Nick had been going back and forth for hours about which flavor they had tested would take the third spot, and had been incapable of making the decision on his own. So, he had come home to you, asking you for your opinion.

“This one is perfect. It’s strong, and it’s sweet, it’s perfect for the third spot.”

“I’m glad you think so. I was honestly hoping for that one, but I just couldn’t make the decision.”

You easily applied it to your lips, putting the lid back on and slipping it back into his pocket.

“Well, I’m happy you let me help.”

You held the side of his face in your hand, quickly pulling him into a kiss, not letting go until he did. His eyes held an expression of surprise, a twinge of lust, his mouth slightly open, clearly not expecting that from you. He took in a breath before speaking, a soft laugh leaving his lips.

“Definitely that flavor.”

You smiled, wrapping your hand around the back of his neck and using your leverage to pull him into another deep kiss, firm but short.

“Yeah? You’re confident?”

It was Nick that initiated the next one, his hand threading into the back of your hair and catching you by surprise, this kiss much softer, breaking away quickly.

“Positive. You made that decision much easier.”

Just a few weeks later, Nick was at photoshoots for the first variety pack to be launched by Space Camp, and while you hadn’t been able to attend them all, you had made time to be there for the one that was focused on your favorite flavor, the one you had helped him pick out. You were so endlessly proud of him and everything that he had managed to accomplish in such a short time. You stood off-camera, smiling when he grinned, his eyes landing on you.

He had known that you were planning on coming but he had no idea when you would be there, and that turned out to be one of your favorite photos that came out of the entire day’s shoot. It was a genuine smile, his eyes off camera as he held the Wild Cherry lip balm in his hand, posed perfectly for his next picture. He looked nothing short of adorable, which was exactly what you told him when he took a break, coming over to wrap his arms around you. After your hug, he grabbed a water bottle, taking a drink out of it before walking over to his stuff and pulling out one of the variety packs, handing it to you.

“This one is for you.”

You smiled, hugging him again, opening it and pulling the cherry one out of its packaging, just as Nick was called back over to finish his photoshoot. He smiled, waving at you as he started to walk away, only for you to grab his arm and pull him back to you.

“Wait!”

You swiped the lip balm over your lips, kissing him quickly just like you had done the night that you’d decided on the final flavor.

“Okay. You can go back now.”

The blush on Nick’s cheeks stayed for the rest of the photoshoot, matching the dark red of the cherry on the pie he was holding.

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okay i have 2 requests. could you do a fic or headcanons about kk and genos daughter who is on uconn’s dance team? and then could you do a fic or headcanons about inês and reader like how they met, cute fluffy moments, and then when she transfers how the relationship is?

Ofc, im going to do the KK one first and then the Ines one will come out later today!

SECRET LOVE SONG, PART I (its going to be a series)

1st Person P.O.V

I sat in the stands with a few girls on the dance team, watching the girls practice. I never really clicked with basketball like my dad had hoped, but once he saw how good at dance I was and how determined to be the best he began to support me unconditionally!

"Hey Y/n, what's it like having Geno as a dad" one of the girls asked, it was a question I got probably a million times but my answer remains the same.

"Just like having any other dad, he's caring, he's respectful, and had always put me first" I said eyes focused on the court. The girls were doing defensive drills, and from looking at the score the once winning team had lost, causing them to do baselines.

The girls continued to talk until I heard my name called from the court, "Y/N M/N AURIEMMA" I hear my father call.

"And that's my call ladies" put your practice uniforms and shoes on" I giggled "Hustle, Hustle" I said skipping down the stairs looking for where exactly my pa was located.

" You look gorgeous today Y/N" he said, probably to butter me up before asking a ridiculous favor from me. "So, our photographer called out again, something about her baby being sick" he said keeping eye contact with me throwing down hints I slowly began to pick up on. "So, what i'm getting from this conversation, is you want me to go back to my dorm- get my camera's, set up and take pictures of the your girls?" I said with my eyebrow raised

"If you wouldn't mind, I know you have dance things to do with your team today but we really need pictures for the media honey" he said rubbing my shoulder, and with that, I had one of the older girls go back to the dorms to get my 3 cameras and set up.

After I was done setting up I sat in the nearest chair, and began to watch. A few minutes later, my dad rounded up all of the girls (including me) after a short water break. "Girl's as you know, Jane can't be here for todays practice, and I had to find a replacement Y/N will be taking pictures for the media today" He said with his arm around his shoulder hugging me a little. "Hi, I'm Y/N" I said as one of the seniors on the dance team called for me

"Y/N/N where are youuuu" she dragged out the embarrassing nickname, causing me to lunge for her!

"Seiana" I huffed I'm in the middle of something i said as I looked back to my father who I could see (from the corner of my eye) laughing his ass off from my immediate reaction to shut the 5'11 girl up.

"SeiSei, will you make sure the girls are behaving, and SITTING court-side" I said giving her a look that told her all. "Duh, why wouldn't I" Seiana said rolling her eyes, and as more girls walked in she began to "relay" the message that "Y/N/N has daddy duties, so sit quite and let her sort this out and then we can practice"

I found myself walking back over to the group, ultimately finding a (not my original) spot next to a brown skinned girl. "So now that Y/N/N is back, we can continue ladies- any questions" my dad asked as a girl began to connect the dots. "So you're Y/N, like Y/N Auriemma" a girl who's presence would soon become something surreal in my life asked.

"That's me, the one and only" I said giggling "Alright, Alright ladies let's get back to work" my dad said as they broke off and got back to their spots.

I sat court-side with some other freshman on the dance team, snapping a few pictures of us and then a few of the girls.

A girl, which i now knew as KK ran up beside me reaching over me to get her water bottle, eventually taking a seat next to me. "Hey" she said sitting the now half empty water bottle down. "Hi, you guys are really good at basketball ball" I said like an idiot. cmon of course they're good Y/N you saw most of them play in high school when your dad went scouting my conscious said. "Your dad's a good coach" she replied catching her breath, and tearing her eyes away from the drills the girls began to run once again. "He is great at what he does" i giggled, and began to tell her all about my childhood and all of the now wnba stars I got to grow up around. " He seems like a good dad" KK said keeping contact with me.

I realize the more we began to talk, the closer kk got to me and eventually her shoulder began to bump against mines as we chatted some more. " Ouuuu Y/N/N! okay we see you girl" Sevyn (Seiana's) ridiculously loud girlfriend as as she walked in with more of the dance teams equipment. "Oh my goodness Sevyn, do NOT start with me right now". I said turning to face Seiana, and her overgrown child of a girlfriend with the meanest stank face I could conjure at the moment. Kk began to laugh and push me a little, laughing even harder- the commotion brought attention to my dad who finally (unfortunately) realized that Kk was on a much longer break than needed.

"K-KK, KK GOD GET OVER HERE" my father yelled and that was her cue to get back up, and into her spot before he started a 6 hr lecture.

A/N - this seemed kinda long/kinda ish well written (i spent maybe 25/35 mins on it so.) ITS NOT PROOF READ. and IT IS THE FIRST PART. GIVE ME SOME CANON EVENTS TO ADD/SOME MORE PLOT GUYS 😞

A/N pt. 2 - i almost only see white ocs/y/ns for kk so that's most definitely changing with this series. And tbh you guys could see Y/N as adopted (i do for like not ruining Geno's happy marriage irl) OR you could see her as his bio daughter.

A/N pt.3- I also see Y/n as black for this series( and all of my future series fym), not only that but she is a freshman in college too i didn't want to give her a crazy age gap from KK.

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pinkyqil · 6 hours

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can you write something for lia walti x leah williamson x reader?

Yours truly

lia x leah x r

Summary : you surprise your girlfriends at there game after being on tour for months inspired by this

Author's note : thank you so much to the both anons who sent me this fic idea especially to the other anon who helped me figure out what to do with it I hope you all enjoy the fic and it reaches your expectations 💗.

Your girlfriends were footballers while you were artist who always found herself in the studio or on tour.

A lot of people tell you it won't work out because of your distances and work load and all but you guys do make it work which was all that mattered.

You had recently got off tour after the making of your third full album and a world tour.

you had told your manager that you would be staying in London for the mean time before needing to get back in the studio after your hiatus.

Your girlfriends don't know about it any of your plans yet as you wanted to surprise them.

Arriving at your shared penthouse which often wasn't used as you weren't always there but things are about to change.

You had texted Beth to let her know about your plans as she was really close to leah and that's how you connected.You needed someone to show you around this familiar city even though you've came to london for tour you never really had the chance to explore it.

So Beth had offered to show your around before their home game against chelsea today. you we're having a lot of fun with Beth as she explained the rivalry between arsenal and Chelsea too you.

It wasn't that you didn't have that much of a football knowledge in fact you did having to grown up in a household full of man and women obsessed.

with the game and took it all seriously especially growing up with brother's who played too.You just weren't fawn of it but for your girls everything mattered.

Beth had drop you back home so that you could change into something more comfortable for the match you decided on one of Leah's sweater that you found and a black pair of high waisted pants that belong to lia.

Arriving at the emirates stadium you first bought yourself an arsenal scaf so you wouldn't get recognized by both leah and lia in the family and friends section and enjoy the game from nosy fans.

Lia and Leah knew something was up with you when you three were on call you kept rushing the call and looking super stressed about something which they planned to call you again after today's game to find out what was happening with you.

Least to say you where able to surprise your girls after they won a 3-1 to chelsea. Once the bell whistle rang Beth immediately came your way helping cross over to get out of the friends and family section. It had the whole team confused plus her girlfriend and yours.

to say the confusion left there faces as soon as they saw you walking towards the pitch.

Leah had grabbed lia's hands so that they could run towards you. saying that you got tacked by your lovers with hugs would be an understatement.

"I can't believe that your here". Lia said helping you get up.

"Well surprise". You told them both

"That why you we're acting all weird on the phone the other day". leah told you.

"No I wasn't".

"Baby you definitely where". she said

"Whatever". you rolled your eyes at her

"Oh come on you guys". beth intervened

"Yeah you two". Lia added in before you all busted out laughing. You honestly missed the dynamic between the three of you and it was obvious they did to.

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wooziorgans · 2 days

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13:27

pairing: woozi x reader

warnings: this one is set up kind of weird,,, it goes back n forth between past n present idk I hope it reads okay. hoshi doesn’t like reader initially. vernon makes a “they hit the pentagon” joke. idk just woozi n reader being in love n saying it for the first time.

word count: 1.5k

you don’t exactly know what’s going on with jihoon, but you suspect that he’s (in some way) superhuman. something about him is weird, and your speculation is that he has two hearts; one for seventeen, one for you.

he’s been a little different lately. ever since the two of you made it official, he’s been a lot softer. he’s more lenient with letting you touch him. often times, he seeks out your attention on his own. it’s very clear that he loves you, that he’s in love with you, you just can’t quite understand how it even happened.

jihoon has so much love to give in general. while he might not be the best with his words out loud, his actions speak volumes for him. even as friends, he always just seemed to know. he knew if something was wrong, if you were upset. he knew if you had something to tell him, if certain things he did made you happy. small quirks of his that you loved more than anything would make you smile softly with this look in your eyes, and he would do them more often just to see you happy like that.

jihoon always knows, and while he’s not good at saying it, he hopes that you know that he loves you.

and you do. you know he loves you. it’s a little strange transitioning from the dynamic you two had as best friends to partners. he used to groan whenever you wanted to hold hands. now, he gets shy and the tips of his ears redden when your fingers brush his. jihoon has changed, and it’s been for the better.

it was soonyoung who had given you two the final push towards confessing to each other. “he loves you a lot, y’know?” he had said one night. it was after seventeen’s monthly meeting, and vernon had decided to rent out an arcade for the night as his chosen activity. without even a word from jihoon, everyone seemed to have the same idea.

“yes, you can bring y/n.” seungkwan was the one to verbalize the groups collective thought. and so here you were, racing against soonyoung in mario kart at the arcade.

being civil with soonyoung was still a new concept to you. it wasn’t that you and soonyoung had it out for each other, it’s just that he was very hesitant about your presence. jihoon hadn’t really mentioned you much, and then he started bringing you to hang out with the rest of seventeen, and soonyoung had his suspicions.

he just didn’t trust this new figure, one that claimed his spot as jihoon’s best friend. god forbid, jihoon confessed in a drunk phone call that he was in love with you, and soonyoung became even more suspicious of you. he didn’t know your intentions, and he had yet to see if you had jihoon’s best interest at heart for himself.

“hoon, i don’t think he likes me very much.” you had confessed, back slumped against the mirror in the practice room as soonyoung had basically been holding mingyu at gun point to run over a specific part of the dance they had just learned again. jihoon laughed softly, hand awkwardly patting you on the head.

“it’s not that he doesn’t like you, it’s just that he doesn’t know you and he’s being careful. i’m sure he’ll come around soon.” and jihoon was right. all it took to absolve months of tension between you and soonyoung was giving him a little tiger plushie you had found at a pop up market the week prior.

he had gawked at it, and then smiled at you before speaking. “okay, i like you.” and he ran off, out of jihoon’s studio without another word or the chance for you to even say anything after handing it to him.

“i know he does. i-i love him too. he’s very important to me.” soonyoung laughed softly, before cursing as he got hit with a red shell.

“you’re in love with him. it’s okay.” and maybe kwon soonyoung had all of the secrets to the universe, or maybe it was just obvious. whatever was going on in this arcade, it caused you to lose the race, hands freezing on the steering wheel.

“you lost to soonyoung?” it was jihoon. of course it was. he threw his arm around your shoulder, ruffling your hair softly. the dumbstruck look on your face still didn’t change. one: because soonyoung of all people was able to tell that you were in love with jihoon. two: because you had just lost a game of mario kart to kwon soonyoung.

soonyoung had shot jihoon a look, nodding softly, and it all clicked for jihoon.

vernon had peaked around the arcade machine and muttered something that sounded a bit too much like they hit the fucking pentagon when he saw the look on both of your faces. joshua shoved him, and soonyoung found his exit as you and jihoon stared at each other.

“we’ll talk about it later, okay? just enjoy yourself here. can you do that for me? just for tonight.” jihoon had all but whispered. you listened, and let him kick your ass at guitar hero.

a week later in the privacy of his apartment you talked about it. both of you cried. both of you felt stupid for wasting so much time by dancing around each other. but a week later, you were together. officially.

you think there’s something wrong with jihoon because being in love makes him a better person. he denies this fact vehemently, but everyone else agrees with you on it. love makes him softer. he’s less stubborn, more willing to work on communication; sure he has a long way to go, but he’s less emotionally constipated than he used to be.

what gives him away is his eyes. they say the eyes are the window to the soul, and you’d have to agree. while he’s often blunt and abrasive towards those who don’t know him well, jihoon’s eyes give him away everytime. he’s not the cold caricature people draw of him. he’s sweet. jihoon is so sweet, and you tell him so often. he might roll his eyes at you when you say it, but there’s a certain amount of love in them that’s reserved just for you.

“there’s something wrong with you.” you’re having dinner with him in the studio.

jihoon just laughs. “yeah, i know. i work too much. we’ve been over this before.” he shovels rice into his mouth.

“no. not like that,” you sigh, picking at your own food. “you have so much love to give. i don’t know how you do it.” jihoon doesn’t say anything. he just looks at you as he puts down his chopsticks, urging you to continue.

“like, between me and seventeen, i don’t know how you do it. you just… you care about all of us. you’ve loved the guys long before you met me, and then i come into the picture and you still have love to give. i don’t know how you do it. and i can’t figure out why.” jihoon stares at you. it was obvious that he loved you, sure, anyone could see that. but almost six months into this relationship and he hasn’t been able to say it. neither of you have ever said the L word, even in conversation.

“i—” he starts, and you shake your head softly.

“you don’t have to say it, jihoon. it’s okay. i know you do.” but he shakes his head and clears his throat softly.

“no. i want to say it, i just don’t know how.” he shifts in his spot on the couch, fingers twitching as if they were reaching out to you.

“it doesn’t have to be anything extraordinary. sometimes just saying it on its own is enough.” you turn to him, hand finding his as you brush the back of his hand with your thumb. he doesn’t pull away or flinch. he just basks in it; in the feeling of your hand on his, and the way you look in the afternoon sunlight.

“i love you.” it’s simple, like him, but it’s enough. it’s enough because you can feel it everywhere in everything he does.

“i love you too.” you push your head against his, and he smiles. jihoon smiles so brightly that it reaches his eyes. he leans in carefully, and kisses you with the same tenderness he always has.

you know that there’s nothing wrong with jihoon. you know he has one heart, and it’s all yours.

a/n: these little time stamp thingys r supposed to be short but I got carried away whoops. also reminder that my requests are open!!! also also tysm for all the love on the last one of these that I did woahhh. glad we r all in love w jihoon amen.

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We are okay with you here

So guys this is the part 5, could consider it like an ending but maybe I'll do a sneak peak ⚠️

So here we go...

It is y/n's tenth day in the ICU and we are waiting for the results of the MRI to see if her brain injuries have a good diagnosis.

"Miss Alexia good morning" says the doctor entering the room. "I have good news y/n shows movement in her brain and we believe that in the next few hours she will be able to wake up with this we will reduce the possible injuries of being sedated" doctor says looking at his notebook.

"Thank you very much doctor, I'm super happy" she says hopefully. "Listen love, everything is going great, open your eyes soon, my life, I need you" says Alexia with a tear in her eye looking at you.

Leah and AnaMari enter the room with food for Alexia "Here Ale, you haven't had breakfast" says Leah handing her the bagel bag with the cup of tea. "Thank you so much guiri really, for everything you have been here with her and me and you too Ana" says giving them a hug Alexia. "You're welcome girl, as a family already? " Leah says to which Alexia says "Of course".

"Any news?" Ana says towards Alexia. "Yes, the doctor came in and said the results have come back good but time for everything and she will probably have the sedation removed today" Alexia says contentedly. "that sounds perfect, we hope to see y/n soon fighting like always" says Leah stroking the hair left out of y/n's bandage.

A few hours go by

"Love, these days have been hard but I ratify that I will be with you and the girls too all the way, I can't wait for you to wake up so I can give you some kisses and give you a cuddle of the kind we like" Alexia said holding her hand. Y/n moves her hand a little to which Alexia notices and sees how y/n is trying to move. "Honey what are you going to hurt yourself for baby, I'm going to hold you" alexia says as she takes both of y/n's hands between hers. She watches as y/n struggles to remove the tube that passes between her mouth. "I know it hurts but the doctor is coming and will take that off, don't cry my love" Alexia tells her as she notices the tears falling from y/n's face and goes over to give her a little kiss.

"But well what do we have here?" doctor said entering at the room and greeting cheerfully. "Our fighter eh" he says looking at y/n. "Good afternoon miss y/n, we are going to proceed to remove your endotracheal tube and put you on an oxygen mask" says the doctor looking at y/n who is a little agitated. "Baby stay still so they can remove that annoying thing" says Ale while stroking her girlfriend's head and holding her hands.

Okay Alexia, please hold y/n's hands tightly because it will probably be uncomfortable when we are removing the tube" says the doctor looking at Alexia and y/n.

Moments later you already find yourself breathing with an oxygen mask and trying to adjust around although very sleepy too. "Ready Miss Alexia and y/n, now it remains to wait for evolution, a doctor will be passing by every 4 hours to supervise that everything is going well" doctor said more relieved.

"Hello my love, you don't know how happy I am to see you awake" says Alexia looking at her girlfriend while kissing her hands and cheeks. "Hiya" says y/n wincing. "What's wrong love, are you in pain? Shall I call the doctor? "* She looks at her worriedly. "My leg hurts a little and my back" she says in tears. "Give me a moment baby I'll call the doctor, but you're going to be fine" she turns to head for the door to which his girlfriend says "don't go, please stay I'm afraid (said mumbled)" with her weak little hand she grabs Alexia's hand. "I'm not leaving my life, I'm just going to call the doctor we will be alright" she walks over and kisses her forehead and leaves to call a doctor or nurse.

After the doctor passes he prescribes her a painkiller that makes her drowsy and while that happens Alexia goes downstairs to get a snack and to let everyone knows that y/n is awake.

What Alexia didn't know was that the doctor had come back and told y/n the bad news.

Flashback

"The extent of your injuries are very serious and that generates the thought that you are not going to play again at a professional level, the blows you had and the internal injuries were very serious, and I don't have the heart to tell you lies or give you an encouraging report about your career, I may be telling you that yes and give you a time to expect and maybe in a year or two you're back on the courts but with pain in every moment of your exercise. And your well being is what you should put first. You have a good support system, your girlfriend, your sister and your guiris have come and taken care of you" says the doctor when he sees you crying.

End of flashback

Alexia goes upstairs and the doctor continues talking to y/n. "What's up doc everything ok?" says Alexia quizzically. "Here chatting with the lady and telling her not to play soccer" Alexia's shocked look leaves Ana and Leah in shock. Since they had come back to see their friend.

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His ex & His current ❤️‍🔥🔞

Content : Adult content🔞/Funny/Break up/…

Characters : Dick Grayson x Y/N

Nightwing POV

Oracle: Dick, there's a car accident near you. Signs of life detected, emergency, rescue needed.

Nightwing: Go now. Keep in touch.

Every day is so busy, when receive an emergency call for help, I have to stop everything and go to the rescue. I rode my motorcycle as fast as I could to destination, hoping to arrive in time, please hold on until I get there. When arrived at destination, I jumped off the motorcycle. There was a car on fire, a woman unconscious in the car. I rushed over and blew up the mirror to open the door. I took off seat belt and turned her head towards me. This world really likes to play a joke on me. The woman in front of me was the woman I loved the most.

Oracle: Dick? You okay? Your vital signs are unstable.

I was shaken, my heart still racing for her. She disappeared for years and now appeared in front of me again. I slapped myself in the face to remind that I was here to rescue her. I picked her up and moved away from the burning car. She was in a coma. I lay on her chest to make sure she was still breathing. The blood on her forehead was caused by the impact. Other parts were not seriously injured. I relieved, but my heart couldn't bear it. She had a silver-blue necklace around her neck. It was a token of love I gave her, and she was still wearing it.

Oracle: Dick! Can you hear me?

Nightwing: Sorry, need an ambulance.

Oracle: I've already arranged it. Are you okay?

Nightwing: .... fine.

I stayed with her until the ambulance arrived and left, then I leave with peace of mind. I was like a fool, because my heart kept beating for her, it took me a long time to give up. A necklace is not enough to represent anything. She didn't come back to Gotham for me. I knew it best, but... was I expecting her to look at me? I adjusted my mentality and rode my motorcycle away from the place where I met her again and ran to the other side. If I stayed any longer, I would lose myself again, the emotional hurt would sting again, and my head would lose control.

Three days later, I still have her image in my mind, lingering. I fell into a deep valley again, unable to forget. My sleep was disrupted and woke up earlier than Alfred. I could feel her by my side even closed my eyes while sitting on the sofa. I was such an idiot who was deeply affectionate and loyal. As soon as we met, all the memories came to my mind, making me distracted until the lights turned on. I woke up.

"Why the hell don't you turn on the lights?" Jason stood at the stairs and choked me unhappily.

I shook my shoulders and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry. I was thinking about something."

He walked over to sit next to me with a confused expression, "It's been three days. What are you doing?"

I sighed and looked at him, looking sad, "Some past."

He crossed his legs and smiled disdainfully, "The past can only be savored."

I gritted my teeth and told him, "Only savor it, can't touch it again."

He looked at me for a long time and finally said, "The girl is your ex-girlfriend, am I right?"

My eyes widened in surprise, "How did you know?"

He curled his lips and smiled, "When Timmy was handling the ambulance, I accidentally saw her information on the computer."

I covered my face with my hands and lowered my head, "Damn... What should I do? She appeared in my life again, and I finally gave up... I miss her so much..."

He stood in front of me, looking arrogant, "Remind you. Start a relationship, have to break up another relationship. Don't waste everyone's time."

He was right. I have a new beginning and can't stay in the past. "I know, thank you."

After a while of silence, he said to me again, although it was just a sigh and a simple sentence, "If you want to give up, don't see each other. If you want to get back together, talk. "

He left a message, not to comfort but express it more directly. He would not choose kindness to comfort others, but to look at things rationally. He is the only one I rely on the most among my brothers. Although he would scold me, but still stay by my side quietly. Before he got up and left, he put hand on my shoulder and patted me twice. I responded with a faint smile and a nod. I had nothing to say, I just sat on the sofa, covered my face and reflected on what he said.

Y/N POV

A few days later, you were finally discharged from the hospital. You have been resting at home for a few days, and want to go out relax today. You fixing your hair in front of the mirror, and see the necklace is still there, wondering you should throw it away. You are still nostalgic for it after breaking up for several years, you know that someone as good as him will soon have a new love. You change clothes and leave home find a place to hang out, thinking what to do next.

On the way, someone touches your shoulder "Long time no see, my dear little pumpkin."

The familiar voice is Wally West, your good friend. You jump to hug him excitedly, he hugs you and spins a few circles before putting you down, you lose balance and he quickly stabilizes you, you see his face with a smile "Long time no see, still the same."

He snapped his fingers, blinked, and smiled "Opps, I have become more handsome."

You leaned close to his face and smiled wickedly "Hmm... indeed become more handsome."

He held his belly laughed for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief and hugged you again. "You~ I really missed you so much. When did you come back? Why didn't you look for me?"

He let go of you, and you laughed frustratedly, "It's a long story, it's a disaster."

He held your hand, "Then... I'll buy you a few drinks, I can't let my little pumpkin be in a bad mood."

You put your arm around his side, and smiled playfully, "Keep your word."

He held your hand tightly and blinked, "Of course."

He takes you to a classic bar for a taste. Orders two drinks and a few snacks. The bartender mixes the drinks puts them in front of you. You both raise your glasses and drink them down in one gulp. The alcohol concentration is just right. It's so addictive to drink it all in one gulp. You take a piece of crispy biscuit and put it in your mouth to chew before drinking another. You raise glass to ask for a refill. The bartender can't stop working and immediately mixes another one for you and hands it to you.

"Huh! Cool!" Wally raises the glass and shakes it in front of you.

You knock your glass against his glass respond to him, "Ha! Cheers!"

After drinking, you feel so comfortable. Immersing in the alchohol makes your senses numb and produces a strong pleasure. Fortunately, you have the habit of drinking every day and alcohol tolerance is very good, otherwise can't taste this taste. The bartender puts the drinks in front of you. You look into the glass see your appearance reflected in the drinks. That necklace is still on you. Maybe it's time to let go. The tears in your eyes can't stop flowing, all the thoughts and love in your heart suddenly surge into your heart.

You lie on the table don't want to show your ugly face. It's obviously you who gave up on him, now you are sad and embarrassed. You can't hold his hand and walk together anymore, can't hold him in the same big bed, everything you've experienced only become a memory. You raised your head wanted to wipe away tears, but a pair of hands stopped you. It was Wally. He always gentle and considerate to you. He smiled slightly and nodded. You couldn't hold back your tears anymore, you cried on his warm and soft chest.

"I'm sorry." You murmured.

He gently stroked your back to comfort you, "You're not sorry for me."

"But..." You wanted to say but interrupted by him.

"I'm always here, for you." Whenever you are depressed, this line will definitely come out of his mouth.

You stepped back from his chest and tried to wipe your tears, but Wally got there first and brushed his fingers across your face. His eyes stayed on your face, making you feel a little overwhelmed and uneasy. The atmosphere in the bar was so lively, but the space between you two was lost in confusion. The dim lights, the smell of alcohol, the pervasive jazz music created a romantic atmosphere. You closed your eyes, and he leaned in close to you, kissing each other's lips sweetly and bitterly.

You opened eyes and saw his bitter smile "Wally, I..."

"It doesn't matter. This is enough. Just this once, I'll give up." He said such heartbreaking words with sadness but optimism and strength.

You reached out your hand, wanting to feel his tenderness again "Friends?"

His warm hand held you tightly "Always. For a lifetime."

On the way home, Wally kept a certain distance from you, not too far away from you. He slowed down pace walked at the same pace as you, both of you remained quiet. Until arrived at the door of your house, you stepped on the steps to open the door, and looked back, he was standing there. Friendship and love, the two different levels of relationships, it is difficult to change after crossing that line. You walked down the steps step by step and reached out to hug him, he hugged you tightly and buried his face in your shoulders.

"Little Pumpkin, I know you still love him. But I still want to say.. I love you, my cute little pumpkin."

You tried not to cry anymore "Well... Thank you, Wally."

After parting ways with Wally, you hid in the quilt and cried. What should you do? You gave up Richard's love and chose yourself, and regretted it with ten thousand regrets in heart. Wally has always been in love with you, and always made him feel very painful. There is hope but no response, and disappointment but no comfort. You look at the necklace fall into confusion. You open the drawer put the necklace in, hesitate for a few minutes and close it.

Nightwing POV

I was alone in a daze at a high place, my mind was blank. On a peaceful night, I still couldn't calm down. I let her go, she left, then came back. Even I start a new relationship, everything about her is deeply imprinted in my heart, it is an existence that no one can replace. That necklace was the first token of love I put on her, the only one I made by hand and gave to her. She is still wearing it. Can I expect hope?

Oracle: Dick, are you okay?

Nightwing: I'm fine, just thinking.

Oracle: Hey..., if you have something to say, say it.

Nightwing: I really don't.

Oracle: You've been ignoring me for a few days.

Nightwing: I'm... sorry...

"Yo What’s up man! You're here!" Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, I knew it was my best brother Wally West.

I cut off the communication, high-fived and hugged him "Hey! Free tonight?"

He was marching in place, doing warm-up exercises "I have troubles, want go out for a run."

I leaned against the wall and tilted my head curiously "What troubles? Tell me."

He stopped and exhaled, looking straight at me, his eyes were so serious that I felt uneasy. "I saw Y/N, she's still as beautiful as ever."

My body trembled, recalled the time when we were a trio of friends. Once, Wally and I met her somewhere, and her figure had deeply attracted us at first sight, gradually formed a love triangle, because we both loved the same girl at the same time. Until now, I know he is still waiting for her, and Wally still loves her, more deeply than me, but I...

"You still love her, right?" Suddenly Wally looked at me.

"Are you serious? Do you have to do it now?" I laughed awkwardly.

"She's still wearing the necklace." Wally smiled bitterly.

"Wally, past is the past. I have Barbara now."

He stood in front of me, looking serious. "I confessed to her. She didn't give any answer, didn't give me any expectations, obvious that I had no hope."

I was stunned, not knowing what to do. "Wally, I..."

He walked towards me with a bitter smile, put his hand on my shoulder. "Brother, will you choose the one you love or the one you like?"

I clenched my fists and looked at him uncomfortably. "I regret it. If I had chosen to go with her, it wouldn't be the current situation, we wouldn't have separated, and there would be no regrets."

"Regrets are regrets. But... your hearts have never left each other." He stretched his body easily.

I curled my lips and laughed in the air, then exhaled. "Wally, you see through everything."

He smiled relief. "I have been brothers with you for many years. Isn't shameful I don't understand you?"

I hugged Wally tightly. He was unwilling but kept encouraging me. He was as close to me as a brother and as a rival. I patted his back and said, "You woke me up, brother."

What he said was not completely right or completely wrong. It is your freedom to fall in love with someone, and your choice to like someone. We always have each other's support, never leave each other's side. There were many times I lost my way, always Wally who guided me forward. I am a lucky person to have him as friend. He passed by me and stood behind me to support me silently.

A flash of lightning flashed, and he left. I looked at the lightning and smiled, "Thanks, man."

Oracle: Dick.

Nightwing: Hey. You heard it all.

Oracle: ...Yeah. You didn't completely cut off the communication. I heard it clearly.

Nightwing: I'm sorry.

Oracle: Yea... Let's break up.

Nightwing: Um. Thank you.

Y/N POV

A series of knocks on the window woke you up. You got out of the quilt and quietly walked over to find out what was going on. A tall figure appeared outside. When you pulled open the curtains, saw your ex-boyfriend Dick Grayson standing outside. You closed the curtains, a little confused, pulled them open again to confirm it was him. You couldn't understand the current situation. Why did he come to you in the middle of the night, wearing Nightwing equipment.

You pulled open the curtains and the window, looking puzzled. "Richard, what are you doing here? You disturbed my sleep, better give me an explanation."

He looked around make sure there was no one around, he seemed a little nervous. "Let me in first, okay?"

You sighed to show your helplessness and low mood. "Hmph, come in."

He elegantly climbed over the window entered your room. You closed the window drew the curtains. He sat quietly on the chair, you helplessly sat cross-legged on the bed, wondering what the hell this guy was doing in the middle of the night. You waited for a long time but didn't say anything, which made you very embarrassed. Your heart was still beating for him, the feeling of being in love at the beginning. Every moment was a good time. But now it was like a stranger, quietly waiting for each other.

He coughed twice and sat up straight. "Hey, long time no see."

You nodded expressionlessly. "Yeah, long time no see."

"When... did you leave the hospital?"

You were confused as to why he knew you"How did you know I was in the hospital?"

He laughed quietly and said calmly, "I saved you when the car accident happened."

"Umm...wow...thank you."

He opened his palm to make a gesture of no. "You're welcome, but...I'm not here to talk about this. I'm here for something else."

A sense of tension came over you, you clenched your hands. "For what?"

He sat next to you, so close his shoulders touched. You were confused. He said, "I'm here for us."

You turned to him, so close. You were nervous and shy, subconsciously avoided his sight. "We? What's wrong with us?"

He held your hand, till you couldn't break free. He had a lot of words, and after brewing them, he held tighter. "I love you."

One sentence is enough to move you deeply. You slowly look at his face, tears unconsciously filling your eyes. This is the sentence you like to hear the most from him, the sentence you want to hear anytime and anywhere, you miss the most even after breaking up. You are so confused, don't understand why he appears and chooses you again. You hurt him by choosing yourself, but now he is confessing here.

You are embarrassed and at a loss, you try to adjust chaotic emotions "What are you doing? We broke up, is it necessary?"

"We broke up, but I believe we love each other."

"Richard...I abandoned you, I chose myself over you."

"I know. But it can't change the fact that I love you."

Something is wrong. You have given up but still hopeful. You shook off his hand but he pulled you into his arms. You couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You hugged him tightly and cried in his warm arms. It was his warmth. He would hug you tightly all the time. His doting behavior could soothe your emotions. Everything became your everything again. You couldn't just end your love with him. You were obsessed with each other.

"Richard..." You whispered.

"What's wrong?" He touched your head.

"I love you." You looked into his eyes that were filled with you.

"I love you, too, my little rabbit." He greeted you with a relieved smile.

He hugs you tightly leaves a deep kiss on your lips. You lean in closer make the kiss even tighter. No matter how big the circle is, no matter how many times break up and get back together, you two still choose not to let go of each other. You are determined he is your only one, he chooses to fall in love with you again and spend the rest of life. Separation may be a kind of fate , and the necklace tightly locks each other's hearts. The sweet deep kiss is like the first time you two kissed. He is as sweet as sweet and as passionate as a hot kiss.

You leaned in his arms and giggled, "Damn it, why do you have to confess after breaking up..."

He kissed your hair, "Hehe, we can't be separated, you and me."

You glanced at him, and he met your eyes. He leaned down to give you another kiss, you held his face, both of you fell on the bed. He grabbed your hands with one hand pressed them on the bed, leaned down to look you in the eye, you blinked once to hint him and he kissed you. He unbuttoned one by one until your skin was exposed, his breath on your breasts, the hot atmosphere gradually heated up, the restlessness in each other's hearts became more and more intense.

You remembered something "Stop! Patrol!"

He sighed, looking pitiful "We rekindled our old love, the atmosphere is very romantic, don't you want it?"

You exhaled and flirted with him "You are working. It's hard to take off your clothes. There is no condom."

The way he glares at you really cute. He bites his lips because he already feels it. He sticks out his tongue to lick his lips to stir up your lust. He holds your hands very firmly. After unbuttoning your clothes, you are left with only a piece of underwear and skin, which makes you feel eager. He looks at you and smiles again. You swallow your saliva in anticipation of what he wants to do. He releases your hands and fingers start from your face move directly to your breasts. Your toes clench and relax.

His fingers wander around your breasts, your body's senses are gradually controlled by him. His fingers explore your breasts, and unbuttons your front-fastening bra to expose your breasts. You look at him shyly. Seeing this side of you, he so excited that he wants to pounce on you and hug, but now he can't. He can only stare at your whole body, which is deeply imprinted in heart. You pull him over and clamp your legs around his waist.

He lays on your shoulder. "Soon, I'll be back after finish my work."

You pecked his cheek gently. "Still remember how to get in?"

He has a smirk on his face. "Of course."

You look at each other affectionately and stop laughing. He leaves a kiss on your lips like a drop of waterand gentle. You hold his face and kiss him deeper and longer. The man you love falls in love with you again. It is the future and love you have always dreamed of. He kisses you as if you have longed for it, which makes you miss your love and happiness in the past. What makes you unbelievable is you two meet again from tragedy, finally be honest and fall in love with each other again.

When he was about to climb out the window, he stopped and returned to the bed. He buried his face between your breasts, "Little white rabbit, you are so big and so fragrant."

Although you and him had many deep and intimate contacts, this still makes you shy. You ruffled his hair, "You pervert! Let me go! Get out of here!"

He took a deep breath between your breasts and looked at you with a smile on his stupid handsome face. He leaned close to your face, "Little white rabbit, are you willing to be my girlfriend again?"

It was a useless question, but you both wanted to confirm each other's feelings again. You leaned close to him and gave him a deep kiss, "I do."

Nightwing POV

Tonight's operation went more smoothly than usual. I solved all the crises in the shortest time. Now I'm riding my motorcycle towards the meeting point. On the way, I was thinking about my precious little white rabbit. I wanted to go back to her and hug her tightly. The operation was slow and not ideal these days. Thanks to her special enthusiasm tonight. Not long after, I arrived there and saw my partners. I got off the motorcycle and walked towards to greet them.

"Yo. Back to normal." Red Robin smiled.

"It's good you didn't slow down the work." Red Hood stood aside to maintain the gun.

"Are you going back to the manor today?" Little Robin asked.

I shook my head "Nah. I'm going back to my girlfriend's house."

The three of them looked at each other, very confused. I forgot to tell them that I got back together with my ex after breaking up with Barbara. I told them what happened simply and clearly. They probably knew everything. After all, they are my brothers. In addition, there is no need to hide the matter. The three of them have seen her, including Bruce. When I got on my motorcycle to leave, I remembered something very important. Even the convenience store was closed and I couldn't buy it.

"Hey, Red Hood, condoms?" I called him.

He stood next to me laughed and said awkwardly, "Fuck you, why did you ask me for this kind of thing?"

I held back my laughter, "You are sexually active, you always carry it with you, right? Oh, by the way, need two, large size."

Red Robin sat in the back seat and shook his head with a smile, "Busy man, after work, take care of girlfriend."

Little Robin was speechless, "TT"

I winked at them, "Men should be busy like this."

Red Hood searched in wallet like a pervert. "My condoms are this brand. Which one do you want? Ultra-thin? Flavored? Long-lasting? Extra Sensitive?"

I smiled at him pervertedly. This guy has a complete range of stuff. I said, "The ones you usually use."

Red Hood took out two condoms from wallet and handed them to me. He stared at me with a perverted and evil smile. I took and winked at them then left. I parked the motorcycle next to her house to hide it. After all, the shape of Nightwing's motorcycle is quite conspicuous. I opened the window climbed in, she was already asleep. It was really erotic to sleep topless. I went to her bathroom to wash my body and lay on the bed in a pair of boxer briefs. I kissed her forehead and fell asleep.

Morning -

I haven't slept so late for a long time, even the sun shines in. I opened eyes and blocked the sun from the window with my hands, then saw my girlfriend topless with her sexy ass only wearing a pair of underwear. Excellent viewing and art, I knew she was a very sexy woman before, and now more sexy and mature than before. I lay on the bed with ease, resting my hands on the back of my head, admiring her surging breasts and peach-like ass.

She noticed my gaze and came over to sit on me, asked seductively, "Good morning, like what you see?"

I put my hands on her thighs and touched them, "Love it."

She kissed my forehead and lips, "You have an erection."

I curled my lips and smiled. "Morning erection, I can't control it. My little white rabbit is so fascinating to me. If don't have this reaction, I will doubt my sexual orientation."

"You are really good at talking." She stretched out her hand and stroked my lips with her thumb.

I bit her finger lightly. "Sex?"

She smiled shyly. "Richard..I didn't take any contraceptive measures. Need condom...you know..."

Our situation is indeed not suitable for having a child. My job is always dangerous, and she could be hurt by me at any time. I have the financial ability but not the invincibility, I can't protect both of us at the same time. We both know each other's situation and try to avoid burdens. I love her so much so I choose to consider from her perspective.

I smiled confidently, "I know, I have."

She stared at me with her eyes wide open and smiled. I looked at the table to hint at her. She took it in hand and smiled at me with an embarrassed expression. She came over and sat on the bed threw something to me. When I saw it was chili sauce, my jaw dropped. She held her stomach and laughed so hard that tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. I must kill that idiot Jason Todd when go back! He ruined my good things! I treated him as a close friend and brother! How dare he fool me like this!

"Richard! I can't take it anymore! You're so funny!"

"Jason Peter Todd! I'm going to kill him when back!"

She looked at the chili sauce in my hand and laughed out loud "Wait! Todd gave it to you? Didn't you think he would cheat you? It's been three times."

I hid in the quilt, feeling embarrassed and sad. "You laughed at me. You don't love me anymore."

She got into the quilt and buried my head between her breasts. "Let's go buy it later. Same size?"

I enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped by her breasts. "Hmm~ still remember my size. You really love me."

She touched my hair and laughed. "Shut up. Be careful or I'll tell Wally about this and you won't be able to hold your head up for the rest of life."

She was going to do something bad, I pinched her nipples with my fingers and her body trembled. Her sensitive parts were still the same. I licked and sucked her pink nipples with my tongue. She hugged my head and body enjoyed this wonderful moment. The seductive moans from her mouth made me more addicted. I spread her legs and licked her clitoris with my tongue, which made me thirsty, as if it was a small fountain wet for me. I swallowed my saliva and pinched her nipples, put my tongue into her clitoris and licked it continuously.

"Richard—ah ah ah—fuck—" Her moans reached my ears, making me more eager to enjoy this delicacy.

I kept licking her clitoris with my tongue. After she was soaked, I put a finger in kept fucking her inside. I really wanted to insert my hard and big cock into her to enjoy the warmth inside. It must be very shocking to cum at that moment. Her legs kept shaking. It seemed I made her feel very good, which meant I was still good in bed.

"Ahhh - I'm coming! - Richard -!"

Until the end, her moans became louder and louder. I realized she had climaxed and accidentally ejaculated on my face. She fell on the bed and kept panting. I licked my fingers and her love juice. But I remember she could last quite a long time in bed. This time it was so fast. Could it be...

I lay beside her, with a sly smile, "Wow, so fast, how long has it been since you had sex?"

She shyly hid in the quilt, "Maybe few months…."

I curled my lips and smiled, "Looks like I have to buy a condom right away, I really want to fuck you now."

She got out of the quilt with a smile on her face, "I can't wait."

She is still the same as before, always tempting me, "I love you, little white rabbit."

She smiled slightly, "Love you, Richard."

—The End—

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Yandere diaries. || Toby x reader. A new (possible) series I got the idea to do of the creeps doing diaries showing them gradually becoming yandere.

3k words. CW: Yandere, adult content (mentions of arousal and references to masturbation), descriptions of violence and gore, unhealthy relationships, severe abuse, delusions, Toby slipping into insanity and also being an unhonest/unreliable narrator with how awful he’s being.

4/26/22 -

I met someone new today! We bumped into each other at a park I like to go to on Earth. They were so kind to me. We ended up getting ice cream together and exchanging numbers. I hope I can see them again soon.

5/11/22 -

I’ve been able to see them a couple more times. We’ve been messaging regularly, and have also called a couple of times. I’ve never felt so connected to someone so quickly before. We have a lot in common, and they don’t even mind any of my tics or odd quirks. We have a plan to meet up this weekend and go to the movies together, I’m really looking forward to it. I hope we continue to be friends with each other for a long time!

5/14/22 -

I just got home. We had such a fun time at the movies! We saw one of the more recent horror films together. They got scared partway through and clung onto me to feel better, and it made me feel really happy and protective over them. I wouldn’t mind seeing more horror movies with them in the future if it means that they’d do that again. We haven’t known each other very long, but I feel so connected and interested in them, I feel sparks every time they touch me. Is this what falling in love feels like?

6/21/22 -

I haven’t been able to see them for a few weeks because of our schedule differences. I feel like I’ve been excessively sad because of that. I just feel like my life is so much dimmer without them. I wanna go to the park with them again, eat ice cream, and curl up under a tree with them. I wish I could be with them every day.

7/29/22 -

We haven’t known each other for a very long time, but I’m certain they’re the person I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life. They make me the happiest I’ve ever felt, they understand me like nobody has ever understood me before, I just feel so carefree and excited in their presence. I think they might feel the same way about me too. I need to try my best to build up some courage and ask them to be my partner before someone else can.

8/11/22 -

I asked them on a date and they said yes!! I’ve never felt more excited than I am right now!! We’re going on our first date in a few days. I need to make sure I have a nice outfit to wear because I want to take them somewhere nice to eat, and then we’re gonna go for a walk together and stargaze. My life truly feels so complete and wonderful right now, I feel like I’m finally on a path to keep getting better with them in my life!

11/24/22 -

I haven’t been dating them very long, but I convinced Slender to allow me to invite them to Thanksgiving dinner. Normally we have to date our partners for a year, but I just know our relationship is going to work out, so I don’t feel the need to wait that long. They had so much fun meeting everyone, and they were happy the whole time. I felt a bit jealous that they didn’t pay as much attention to me, but that’s okay because there were so many new people they had to meet. I’m sure next time I invite them over they won’t pay anyone else any attention. I’m looking forward to having them over here more often!

12/14/22 -

I got into an argument with Jeff today. I had them over to visit me, and I stepped away for a minute to get us some snacks and Jeff so rudely decided to try and steal their attention from me. It isn’t fair! He was trying to make them laugh and hang out with him instead of me!! I got really angry and I started yelling at him, and he yelled back at me, claiming he wasn’t doing anything wrong. He’s not allowed to just walk up to them and act like they’re buddy-buddy. They’re my partner, and they’re here for me. Nobody else has the right to their attention but me.

12/25/22 -

I got to celebrate my first Christmas with them today. We spent a little bit of time downstairs with the others, but then I wanted to bring them upstairs to my room so we could be together alone. I gave them a bracelet with our names on it so that everyone would know they belonged to someone, and they seemed to like it. However, I got a bit upset at them. They said they had to go home so they could celebrate with their friends and family too, but aren’t I good enough? Aren’t I their family now? It doesn’t make any sense to me why they couldn’t just stay at the mansion, but I let them go. I’ll have a talk with them about this later.

1/24/23 -

We had another argument again. They have this friend that keeps overstepping his boundaries and I don’t appreciate it. He’s been hogging their attention recently and hanging out with them more and it’s seriously fucking pissing me off. They wouldn’t stop talking to him so I had to lie to them about him to finally get them to back off from him a bit. I wouldn’t normally want to do that, but it’s for their own good. Nobody should be hogging them away from me that much. Their friends are lucky I even allow them to talk with my dove at all. I think that’s what I’ll start calling them, now that I think about it. My sweet, soaring Dove.

2/17/23 -

I ended up getting into a fight with one of Dove’s friends. I was trying to make sure I could spend Valentine’s with Dove, but this friend wanted to be able to see them that day since he’s going on a trip soon or some other stupid excuse. It pissed me off. IM their boyfriend, that day is for US. I confronted him to get him to back off but he had the nerve to stand his ground. I had to beat the shit out of him to get him to understand his place. It’s been three days, and apparently, he hasn’t contacted them since. Good. One less pest I have to worry about. Dove was a little suspicious when I came home with torn-up knuckles that day, but I just told them it happened during training and they believed me. They even took the time and care to bandage me up. They really are so special to me. Nobody else can have them.

3/18/23 -

I’ve never really thought much about blood before. When it’s on myself or my victims, I’ve never really cared about it, I’ve actually usually thought it was gross, but it was different today. Dove got this gash when we were out on a hike from tripping and slicing their arm on a sharp rock. Normally the blood wouldn’t have bothered me, but it was just so pretty. The red spreading across their skin was just so alluring. Of course, I got them cleaned off and patched up as soon as I could, but my heart is racing just remembering it. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I hope they get cut again soon. I have to confirm if this feeling inside me is real or just a one-off.

3/28/23 -

It wasn’t a one-off. We were cooking, and they were using one of our sharper knives. My curiosity got the better of me, and I “accidentally” bumped into them from behind. They ended up cutting themself, and their blood was just as alluring today, flowing freely out of their finger. I ended up putting their finger in my mouth to suck the blood off, and I’ve never tasted something so intoxicating before. They were a bit confused, but I just played it off and they let it go. Holy shit. I feel like I have to taste it again. I have to. The red on their skin, the metallic lingering taste in my mouth. It’s so addicting. It honestly made me a bit excited, I had to take a moment to myself so they wouldn’t notice.

4/16/23 -

I bit them. We were making out, and I just felt myself getting so worked up. I pinned them down on my mattress, and I started kissing down Dove’s neck. I couldn’t help it, my heart was beating so fast and I felt myself getting dizzy, and I bit them really hard. Their skin was so soft in my mouth, and blood started oozing out, running against my teeth and my tongue, and my lips, it was so warm and exciting, it felt like I was getting drunk. Dove didn’t like it though. They screamed and cried and begged me to stop, and I didn’t want to, but I did. I bandaged them up and apologized and feigned innocence. They said they wanted to go home early, so I took them to not get on their bad side anymore. I was so worked up though. I had to take care of myself when I got home, I was just so turned on. I have to do it again somehow. They won’t like it, but I have to. Nothing has ever felt so pleasing before.

4/29/23 -

I tried to bite them again, and they realized it wasn’t an accident this time. They yelled at me and hit me to get me off of them, and I hit them back much harder. They looked so broken and upset while they cried, but their tears and screams got me just as turned on as their blood did. The bruise that formed on their cheek was so beautiful. I held them close and apologized a whole bunch because I don’t want them to hate me. I cried a lot and I meant it. I promised I wouldn’t do it again, which I guess I didn’t mean. However, they can’t just disobey me like that. I need to try and be on my best behavior so they can be more relaxed around me. I can’t have them fighting back every time I want to do something to them.

5/09/23 -

I think my Dove needs to be caged. They’ve gotten so used to flying free that they need to be grounded and brought back to reality. I keep trying to limit their interactions with others because they keep poisoning my Dove against me, and Dove tried to fight me today. We got in a big yelling match, but I was able to calm myself down in the nick of time so that I didn’t make things worse. I got them to calm down, and we’re gonna have some space between us for a few weeks. I think I’m going to take this opportunity to my advantage.

5/30/23 -

While we haven’t been spending time together, I’ve been working hard. I found an old house in the Underworld for cheap, and I’ve been rebuilding it and fixing it up. I altered it to be able to hold Dove in without their escape, and I’m so excited about it. I’ve got a bedroom I’m setting up for them, and a nice kitchen because they’ve always liked cooking with me. I know Dove is going to love it so much when I bring them here in a few weeks. It’s going to be the best thing for us. Dove is too innocent about the world around them, and I have to be able to protect them. Nobody else can do a better job than I can.

6/08/23 -

[Parts of the entry have been torn. Words are smudged or crossed out and it is not completely legible, but some of it remains visible. *Full translation will be added at the end for those that use translators/text to speech.]

I CAN'T FU—— BELI— TH—!! DOVE WAS TRY— TO MOVE!! THEY W— TRYING TO LE—E ME!! THAT STU— BASTARD [Redacted] TRIED TO TA— THEM F—M ME! WHEN ALL IVE ———— IS PROTECT TH— AND THIS IS —— REPAY ME?!? I'VE NEVER BE— SO ANGRY!!!

Dove is FUCKING LU—Y I had the home re—y! If not, I wo—d’ve just thrown th— in the fucki— basement!!! [Redacted] got wh— they deser—. I be— the- so bad you —— —king recognize —. I’ll du— the bo— som—ere else.

7/06/23 -

Dove hasn’t been making things any easier. Since they last tried to move away things have been such a fucking pain in the ass. They were so scared when I locked them in here. I wanted it to be a warm welcome, where I’d bring them here voluntarily, but they had to go and ruin it because of [Redacted] sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong. They tried to run away a few days ago, and I went to write about it but I was so fucking pissed I ripped the page to shreds. I had to break their ankles so that they wouldn’t be able to run again, least not for a long while. I’ve also been keeping them tied up more, but it’s easier now that they can’t walk. The bruises on their legs are just so beautiful. I think I might keep them like this, even though they cry every day from the pain and the circumstances, but their tears are beautiful as well. I have to get more painkillers soon for them.

10/18/23 -

It’s been a while since I’ve updated. Things have been going smoother lately. Every time Dove’s ankles start to heal, I’ve been breaking them again. I just can’t trust them because they tried to escape again. I’ve been enjoying myself a lot more. I can bite them and cut them and hit them whenever I want to. I can taste their blood and chew their skin and bruise their beautiful body however I like. Of course, sometimes it makes me sad when Dove gets so upset about it. I don’t know what to do. It gets me so turned on and riled up like nothing ever has before, but I also want them to love me. They haven’t been fighting back anymore, so I think they’re getting used to it. We’ll see.

12/25/23 -

It’s our second Christmas together. I got Dove a bunch of things they asked for since they’ve been so good. They seem to have given up hope of resisting me, and it’s made me so happy. They even made me a cake for Christmas, and it was so delicious. I’m so happy we can be together again like this, just a happy couple with no interruptions. It’s truly the best gift I could have received this year.

2/16/24 -

I’ve been letting Dove’s ankles and legs fully heal. They truly haven’t been trying anything, and they’ve been so devoted to being a good partner for me, I don’t think I need to break them anymore to teach them a lesson. They can nearly stand on their own now, and they seem so happy. They said it’s because they can hug me while standing, and that made me so happy to hear. We’ve started cooking together again. We’re becoming a happy family, and I’m so glad I was right that Dove is the one for me. They even let me bite them as much as I wanted today, and they let me scratch them too, they didn’t even cry out today. I could tell they were trying really hard, so it made me very happy.

4/25/24 -

Things have still been going well. Their legs have healed up perfectly. It’s been five months since I last broke them, and I think they’re so grateful for it. They don’t disobey me, they do everything I ask, they’re so affectionate and loving with me. It makes me so happy to know that they’re truly settling into life with me. I don’t think they mind how much I hurt them anymore. They don’t complain as much, but they still cry those same beautiful tears for me. I think they’re starting to enjoy it.

5/26/24 -

I have to go on an extended trip for a week soon because of work and I’m nervous. They said they’ll wait happily for me, but I’m still so, so nervous. However, earlier this month I was gone for a few days and they didn’t go anywhere. Dove actually welcomed me back happily. I think we’ll be okay. I think this is it, the true test. I know they’ll pass, but still, I can’t quiet the anxiety in my heart. I’ll have to spend as much time as possible with them and get out all my excitement before I have to leave. I’m going to miss the feeling of their skin beneath my fingers and teeth.

6/11/24 -

[This page has also been smeared and torn in anger. *Another fully corrected version will be at the bottom.]

I — FUCKING BE—VE THEY DI- TH— AG—!!! THEY R— AW—!! THE- STOL- SO MU— —IT FRO- ME!! THEY TO— THE MO—Y I HA- HIDDEN!!!! THE- TOOK FO— AN- CLO—— AN- LEFT!! I- SO FUCK—- ANGRY!!! I'LL K— THEM!!! I JUS- MIGH- FUCK— KIL- THEM!!! AT TH- VER- LEA— THEY— NEVE- WAL- AGAIN! WHEN I ———— NEVER ES— AGAIN! LOCKS, CA—S, CHA—S!! WHAT—— IT TAKES!!!!!!

Dove, you’d better pray to —y FUCKING DIETY in EXIST—— THAT I DON- FIN- —U!!! When I d-, you’re goin- to su——— much for do— th— to me.

6/08/23 -

I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE THIS!! DOVE WAS TRYING TO MOVE!! THEY WERE TRYING TO LEAVE ME!! THAT STUPID BASTARD [Redacted] TRIED TO TAKE THEM FROM ME! WHEN ALL IVE FUCKING DONE HERE IS PROTECT THEM AND THIS IS HOW THEY REPAY ME?!? I'VE NEVER BEEN SO ANGRY!!!

Dove is FUCKING LUCKY I had the home ready! If not, I would’ve just thrown them in the fucking basement!!! [Redacted] got what they deserved. I beat them so bad you can't even fucking recognize them. I’ll dump the body somewhere else.

6/11/24 -

I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE THEY DID THIS AGAIN!!! THEY RAN AWAY!! THEY STOLE SO MUCH SHIT FROM ME!! THEY TOOK THE MONEY I HAD HIDDEN!!!! THEY TOOK FOOD AND CLOTHES AND LEFT!! IM SO FUCKING ANGRY!!! I'LL KILL THEM!!! I JUST MIGHT FUCKING KILL THEM!!! AT THE VERY LEAST THEY'LL NEVER WALK AGAIN! WHEN I CATCH UP THEY WILL NEVER ESCAPE AGAIN! LOCKS, CAGES, CHAINS!! WHATEVER IT TAKES!!!!!!

Dove, you’d better pray to every FUCKING DIETY in EXISTENCE THAT I DON'T FIND YOU!!! When I do, you’re going to suffer so much for doing this to me.

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welcome to the party pt. 2

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paige buckers x oc!

cw: language, alcohol, lots of sexual tension (smut coming soonnnn!!)

a/n: Please let me know if you guys like this, or dont like it. I want to know what you guys think! idk how long i want to make this series but i think there will be atleast 4-5 parts. Also the blacking out after 5 shots actually is something that happened to me once… Drink safely please!! anyways thats all i love you guys let me know if you like this 💕

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Friday 9:32 pm

It’s not long before the door opens up revealing a smiling girl. This must be Azzi, Rileys friend.

“Hi ry!” the girl says in a high pitched voice, “I haven’t seen you in so long we need to catch up.”

I see Riley smile and give her a quick hug before introducing me. I flash a quick nervous smile and tell her it was nice to finally meet her.

As we walk inside we meet 3 other girls. Then it hits me. Fuck. How could i be so stupid? I forgot Azzi was on the women’s basketball team. I walk in and try to suppress my anxiety as i face her 3 teammates.

Right as soon as i look to Riley for some stability, i notice her and Azzi have gone off somewhere else, probably to catch up.

The three girls are all occupied on their own, but one of them comes up to me as soon as she sees im uncomfortable.

“Hi your Ana, Rileys friend right! My names Nika and its really nice to meet you.” How could i be scared of this girl who sounded so sweet? I decided to pull myself together and try to have fun tonight.

“Yeah, im her roommate, and its really nice to meet you too!” I reply with a smile as she sips on her drink.

“And may i just say damn girl! you look so hot tonight!” Nika hypes me up and i do a little 360 giggling. As im spinning i see one of the other girls in the corner of my eye. The only girl i knew here. Paige Bueckers. “You know what lets do shots!” Nika is obviously feeling the same energy i am and i love it.

She calls the other girls over and quickly introduces me to kk who i love just as much as Nika. Paige stays quiet and Nika doesn’t say anything about her. She pours 4 shots and i say “Fuck it. Pour me 2” I hope I dont learn to regret this because being 5”1 and 120 pounds doesnt mix well with taking shots.

We all knock them back and i reach for my second one taking it down as quick as the first before making a quick face.

I look up to my right and see Paige looking down at me. Her eyes scan up and down my body as she bites her lip. I blush and look away, and in the corner of my eye i can see her smirking.

Azzi and Riley come back into the kitchen and let us know its time to head out to the bars. We all pack into Azzi’s car which has just enough room to fit us all. As soon as we pull out Azzi says “Shit. Guys is it okay if we pick up my friend real quick she just needs a ride to the bar thats all.” We all nod in understanding because we don’t mind.

As soon as her friend walks out of her building Azzi says “Okay theres not enough room so Ana since your the smallest your going to have to sit on Paiges lap. Is that okay?”

My mouth goes dry. i somehow manage a “Yeah thats fine.” As i move over to Paiges side of the car and sit on her lap. I immediately feel her staring at me. I turn my head to look at her, and her pupils are dilated and her eyes an icy blue. I feel her staring at my top again and this time i decide to be bold.

“You like what you see?” I whispered looking at her through my eyelashes and twirling my hair in my finger, biting my lip ever so slightly.

I can see her demeanor instantly change. She grins and comes down to my ear “I would like to see what you look like under it more.” I gulp and turn my head to the window trying to hide how wet that just made me.

I cant help from getting uncomfortable on Paiges lap in my mini skirt and have to keep moving my position on her lap. All of a sudden i feel two big hands on my hips. I look up at her as she licks her lips.

“Don’t start something you cant finish.” This immediately stops me from moving until the rest of the car ride, but Paiges hands linger on my hips for the rest of the ride.

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We all walk into the bar quickly flashing the bouncer our ids. Nika told me that tonight was going to be really fun especially because Paige knows the owner of the bar so we can do basically whatever we want.

We all sit down at a table and Im already feeling tipsy (but thats also coming from the girl who blacked out after 5 shots once..) “Who wants to get more shots!” I half scream at the girls smiling ear to ear.

They all laugh as Paige gets up and goes to the bar to order us two rounds. We are celebrating tonight. Once she got back we immediately downed the next two rounds and i decided i wanted to dance. I grabbed Nika by the hand laughing and dragged her to the dance floor.

She was surprisingly a good dancer and we danced with each other to the music that was blasting from the speakers. I started to grind on Nika as she hyped me up. I had my back faced to her as i moved up and down her body before turning around and putting my hands on her chest laughing because people had started to cheer us on.

I look over and see Paige staring at me moving on Nika, her hold so tight on her drink it could shatter at any moment. She stares me down in jealousy, and shit was it hot.

As the night went on I talked to all the girls and they were all super nice and i wanted to get to know them.

We started talking about basketball and when i asked who’s the best everyone turned to Paige. She bragged about how good she was for about 10 minutes.

She flexed and looked at me, “These don’t just come in overnight.” Everyone at the table laughed. My jaw dropped and the Paige looked over at me and winked. I mean i knew she was jacked. She had toned arms, smooth abs, and a killer back. NOT that i had ever looked that up on youtube.

I decide to distract myself from the growing need to touch Paige.

“GUYS!” I say ten volumes louder than i should have, “Guys lets lets play truth or dare right now i want to play now.” Everybody laughs and agrees as we sip our drinks.

The game is going well until its Paiges turn to ask me.

“Ana truth or dare.” She says flashing me her signature smirk. I try not to melt under her gaze. I know shes looking at my tits, but i don’t care. I want her to.

“Dare.” I say drunkenly, ready for whatever shes about to throw my way.

She laughs, “Lets do body shots.”

“W-what” I mumble, my brain suddenly slowing everything down.

“You heard me.” She gets up from the table and walks over to the bar. I look around at the other girls at the table and they all are smiling and trying to hide their laughs. Im just about to ask what the fuck i got myself into but then i hear something coming from the speakers.

“No fucking way.” I say. Azzi is trying to hide her laughing under a napkin. Pony by Ginuine starts blasting in the bar as i see Paige whisper something into the bartenders ear with a grin on her face. The girls at the table are absolutely losing it. Suddenly the bartender speaks into a microphone.

“Everyone we have a little something special for you all tonight. We have my good friend Paige and her new friend Ana are going to do body shots so lets give them all a warm welcome!”

People are whistling and cheering, eating up this little act.

“Come on up Ana!” The bartender looks over to my table and waves me over to the bar. I get up from my seat slowly walking to the bar, as Paige offers me her hand to get on top of it. I look at her with a “what the fuck.” look and she only laughs in response.

I lie down on the bar feeling very underdressed. As the music plays I decide to let go and let myself be happy. I can’t live life always worrying about the what ifs right?

I let myself feel free and the music blasting in my ears makes me anticipate whats going to happen. The bartender pours the shot and puts it down next to my head. She then pours the line of salt across my chest, which I’m sure was per Paiges request.

“Here you go hun.” The bartender hands me the lime to put in my mouth as she flashes me a wink. “Everybody lets hear it one more time for Paige!” The crowd erupts people clapping, screaming, and whistling. I see Nika holding her phone up recording this all, but to be honest, i don’t fucking care. Im too drunk to worry about the little things.

As im ready for Paige to initiate it i see her move. She climbs up on the bar and straddles my stomach, playing into this little act. Everyone is screaming clearly eating it up. i look up at her trying not to moan at just the sight of her on top of me. Fuck i need some sort of friction.

She leans down and grabs both of my wrists, and i let her take full control. She pins them above my head and smiles before scanning over my upper body one more time and whistling to the crowd.

I close my eyes before hearing Paige by my ear whisper “Open your eyes baby. I want you to see my face when i do this to you” I flutter my big brown eyes open staring at her in awe. “Good girl.” she says before returning to the act.

She leans down putting her free hand on my upper stomach as she licks the line of salt from my exposed chest. My back arches in response to her tongue and shit it feels so good. She then grabs the shot and downs it before coming down to my face and gabbing the lime from my mouth.

Still straddling me she sits up and tilts her head back with the lime in her mouth. The bar is packed full of students all screaming and cheering. The girls over at our table are still recording and cheering for Paige and I.

Im so drunk at this point that im stumbling back to the booth, and im fully leaning on Paige in the corner of the booth, sort of behind me. The girls whistle and Nika tells me how sexy that was. I giggle and lean back into Paige more, sitting in between her legs. The girls start to talk about something else, probably basketball before i feel a big cold hand sneak up my skirt on the inside of my thigh.

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LUNCH: CH.4

i am absolutely spoiling y'all with 2 chapters. I'm too invested in this shit. comment on this if you'd like to be added to the taglist.

Summary: Billie and Reader go out to lunch together, and then spend the night at her house again.

Contains: fluff (again), KISSING 🤭🤭🤭, mentions of making out, smut in future chapters, A FORMING RELATIONSHIP RAHHH, coming out, and gay jokes

That next day was when you and Billie had planned to go out to lunch together. You get home as quickly as possible, last night running through your head. Was Billie just really into physical touch, or did she like you? You felt horrible, liking a straight girl. You tried to get your mind off of it, taking another shower and picking an outfit for the lunch. You put on a white ribbed tank top and cargo jeans, along with some bracelets as well. You fix your hair to its best, while still trying to look casual. In your bag, you put in some cherry ChapStick in chase your lips get chapped. As you’re about to leave, you receive a text from Billie.

call me when you’re there, it reads. You reply with a thumbs up and drive over. You drive into the parking lot and call Billie.

“Hey,” you say.

“Hey. I’m already inside, but the reservation’s left under ‘Claire.’ I didn’t want anyone following us.”

“Alright.” You go inside and follow Billie’s instructions, and eye her from across the restaurant. You sit down, smiling nervously.

“Hey Bils!” you greet her.

“How are you doing, babes?” she asks you.

“I’m pretty good, and you?” you ask.

“Better now that I’m with you.” You blush at the comment, still brushing it off as platonic. You pick up the menu, and you and Billie decide on both getting salads for lunch. The lunch goes well, the two of you conversing about the show you watched the night before, Shark, and much more.

“Did you ever get to look through the clothing bag?” she asks.

“I don’t think so. It’s whatever though, I don’t think I need more clothes.”

“I insist. Do you want to come over again… to look at some of them?” Billie asks, looking down at her salad shyly.

“Are you trying to get me to come over again?” you tease, “I didn’t realize you were so obsessed with me.”

“Wait, no, not like that,” Billie says almost immediately, “only if you want to though.”

“Billie,” you reassure her, resting your hand on hers, “relax. I was just playing. Of course I’d love to go over your house again. Should I pack pajamas so we can watch some more of our show?” you see her smile at you saying that the show you two were watching was yours, and take a sigh of relief.

“Yeah, sure! I’d love to do that again.” Just then, the waiter approaches the two of you with a bill. He places it on the table and both you and Billie grab the bill at the same time.

“Billie, remove your hand. I’ll be paying.”

“But I invited you.”

“But I’m offering.” The two of you argue about who would pay for the bill, until you suggest rock-paper-scissors. Billie wins and pays the bill. She walks you to your car to make sure you exit the premises safely.

“See you soon, Bils,” you say to her as you back your car out of its parking spot.

“I’m gay!” she says as you drive away. You halt your car the second you say that, and back up to meet her again.

“What?” you say.

“I think I like girls, and that I’ve liked them my whole life, and that I’ve been scared of them so I’ve never done anything about it. And, uhh, I don’t know, I wanted to tell you. I don’t know why. I hope you still like me? I don’t know, I’ve only told Finneas, and all he had to say was ‘took you long enough.’” Billie says quickly, almost in one breath, while looking down at her shoes.

“Billie. Of course I still like you. While we’re on the topic, I like girls too. I honestly don’t know how I didn’t see it sooner. I thought you were straight if I’m being honest.”

“You… like girls too?”

“No fucking shit I like girls too. I’ll see you tonight Billie.” You drive off, shocked by this news. Billie likes girls? And if so, could she like you? You drive home in a trance almost, one thought only that runs in your mind. You have a chance. You have a chance. You pack a small bag with some pajamas, a hairbrush, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and some facial cream. You drive over, the funky song from the night before playing again. You knock at Billie’s door when you arrive. She opens the door.

“Hey, babes,” she greets. You walk inside and pet Shark.

“By the way, I left those clothes on the counter for you, so you can look at them. You can try them on too.” You make your way to the counter and find one or two shirts you wouldn’t mind wearing. You go to the bathroom to throw on a button-down from the pile.

“So, how do I look?” You ask Billie.

“You look,” Billie is trying to hold back a blush from seeing you in her clothes, “really nice.” She takes your hand and twirls you around. When you finish spinning, you’re quite close to Billie. You can hear her breathing a bit heavier, as her blue eyes look into yours. She looks at your right eye, your lips, and then your left eye. All you can feel is that Billie wants you.

You take a step closer to Billie, putting your hands on her shoulders. You look up at her.

“Billie, can I ask you something?” you ask in a quiet, low voice.

“Anything, babes.” You tilt your head to look up at her.

“Can I kiss you?” She nods and leans into you, closing her eyes as you do too. The two of you kiss. You taste a faint trace of vanilla lip balm on her soft lips. Her hands cup your face as yours play with the silky hair on the back of her head. You pull away for a split second, looking each other in the eyes before kissing again. This time, you both know what to expect, making it more comfortable between the two of you. You feel her hands shake against your skin as you pull away again, taking them in yours.

“That was…” you say, “really, really good. I, uhh, liked it a lot.”

“Me too,” Billie says, almost out of breath, shocked that the two of you kissed.

“Was I bad?” she then blurts out.

“NO! No. Not at all. If I’m being honest, that’s probably… the best kiss I’ve had. Like ever.”

“Why don’t I make some dinner, and then we can watch… our show?” Billie suggests. You kiss her again.

“That sounds good to me.” After a delicious dinner cooked by Billie, you cuddle together on her bed again and watch the show, although halfway through the first episode you start making out. You both get tired after a while and fall asleep again. The next morning, before you leave to go to your house again, you and Billie share one more kiss at the door.

“Why don’t we go on a date?” she asks. “I’ll pick you up tonight and we can have some dinner.”

“That sounds amazing to me.” You kiss her one more time before getting into your car and driving home.

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HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL — RIO [Summer Prompts]

A/N: I was debating between making this Rio or Manny based and usually I like to alternate but for this prompt it felt more Rio like 😂 so hopefully for my October prompts if I write for Mayans again I’ll probably write for Manny. Anyways! Hope you guys get a kick out of this as much as I did writing it.

WARNINGS: language & things actually got a little 🌶️ towards the end which isn’t normally my thing but I guess I got inspired 😈 Enjoy!

SYNOPSIS: Rio’s so productive he hardly gets a day where he can get enough rest in…what happens when you disrupt that over something so irrational? He swears he loves you but he’s also not putting up with your shit.

PROMPT IS FROM HERE & I’m using: "what's the point of the blanket being on the couch if it can't be used?" "it's for show!" "oh for the love of god-"

<- check out my previous summer anthology writings here.

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Rio preferred it cold.

It just made sense for the weather to be cold or cool rather than as hot as Diablo’s breath. He wasn’t made for hot weather and he couldn’t get away with his dark attire in the hotter months either. That’s where you two deferred, you loved the heat over the cold any day so as soon as the first day of summer hit…you seemed to glow more even when it wasn't golden hour.

You were outside way before the official day of summer hit because the warm weather was actually sticking around in Detroit and usually Rio was down for whatever, in fact he already booked a trip to Grenada in August (which his skin would probably regret as soon as y’all touched down in the West Indies), but for this particular outing felt like a waste of a time. A older Australian couple that the two of you became acquainted with when the two of you picked up the sport of pickleball—Rio still liked tennis better—invited you two to celebrate their furbaby’s (a Chinese Crested) birthday.

Thats right a whole ass birthday party for a dog who was now widowed, you two attended the wedding just last year and the Chinese Crested, Harlowe was still dealing with the loss of their loved one so the couple thought a party would uplift his spirits. It was ridiculous what rich people got up to but you liked to entertain it sometimes.

For Rio? It was all about networking considering that the wife of the pair was a retired attorney and her husband owned a billionaire company. You knew it wasn’t really a genuine friendship (more so out of convenience) they were the couple you mainly chatted with just to past the time when you all appeared at the same events. So the both of you didn’t appear that disappointed when the husband called Rio up just fifteen minutes before the both of you were getting ready to leave telling you that they, “regretfully want to inform that their beloved Harlowe was not up for a party and rather a intimate gathering with just his parents.”

“Do you think they’re still having something but much smaller and we got uninvited?” You asked, already stepping out of your heels when Rio came back into the bedroom to tell you the news.

Rio lifted his shoulders, “we’ll find out if they did but I didn’t want to go no way.”

“I know you didn’t,” you laugh as you spin around motioning for Rio to help you out of your dress, thanks to a old shoulder injury that had you attending PT from time to time.

He pauses with his fingertips brushing against the nape of your neck, “whatchu getting undressed for? You don’t want to find other plans for tonight?”

This wasn’t shocking, usually when plans got dropped the both of you always found something else to get into. It was rare for either of you to just take cancelled plans for what they were since the both of you stayed busy as a couple and separately.

“Nope…we can stay in. We’re hitting the gym in the morning anyway right?”

“I did say that didn’t I?” Rio sighed while you laughed to yourself, knowing he would prefer doing his own workout at the park or even in the backyard of your contemporary colonial—when you were with him—rather than at the gym.

He already had to put a few people in check for looking at you too long or even turning a friendly conversation into flirtations. Of course you loved Rio letting his protectiveness come out but you drew the line at him causing a few to lose their jobs when it was never that serious (to you). In this economy?! He even tried to persuade you into another gym—which was about an hour AND thirty minutes away from home but you liked the set up of your current gym and already made a few friends there as well.

Which is why he was putting in that work to get ownership over the building these past few months (which went from professional to lethal) but that was a need to know basis for you.

“Uh huh,” you nodded holding the front of the now slumped cowl silk aqua dress, “I know you can’t hang with me, so I’ll let it slide and you can enjoy your PTO.”

“Thank you for your permission, mama.” Rio rolled his eyes playfully, which then proceeded to follow you as you disappeared into the closet by the bedroom door.

Rio leans against the doorway just watching you as you shoved into some loungewear.

“I think I washed these on the wrong setting, ain’t no way these shrunk after only having them for a month.” You stated, pulling at the ends of your plaid boxer shorts with a huff.

Rio hummed, tugging his bottom lip into his mouth while he viewed the length of your legs in those shorts, “nah…that ass is growing and it’s giving me and those shorts something more to eat.”

Throwing your head back with a shake of your head you sharply exhale through your nostrils in warning, “behave.”

“It’s kinda hard to when you look like that.” He licked his lips, tempted to pounce.

“Please, I’ll put you to sleep as soon as you get up in it.” You tease as you step to cradle your husband’s face, “get some rest first honey and then we’ll talk.”

Patting his cheek, you went to squeeze by him but Rio caught your wrist to gain your attention once more. Peering up at him, Rio let his eyelashes flutter as he took his time analyzing the shape of you which was part of the many reasons he loved you, “you’re lucky I could use a few hours.”

You just smile at the heaviness in his raspy tone, leaning forward to press a kiss right to his plump and always moisturized lips. “I’ll be downstairs deciding on bourbon chicken or honey pineapple salmon for dinner.”

Rio kept a straight face as he fought back a yawn but still nodded his head at your retreating form. It felt like as soon as you told him to take his rest, his body was underneath your spell and normally he liked having that effect on you more so but he’ll fight you on it later.

What he hoped you didnt fight him on was taking a spot right on the couch to get these much needed hours in. He couldn’t exactly hide it as the kitchen and living room were basically side by side in an open floor plan but once you got on the phone with your girlfriends…that Kiking was unstoppable and lengthy. Moments later it only took you placing the fillets into the oven, sides done and covered to keep warm, with you getting off the phone and finally glancing to your right to notice the lanky frame of your husband snoring on the sofa. His limbs were always too long for the couch in the living room, which is why majority of the time he spent time on the 2-piece sectional downstairs.

Thankfully Rio wasn’t much of a snorer but sometimes when that sleep really hit? It came out and you knew he needed it. Rio was always sitting on ready regardless of his laidback but cardinial personality but you knew his profession as a, “businessman,” was anything but sweet—unless it came to counting the bag that is. You didn’t get much into his business, always being the one to turn the other cheek until necessary.

The both of you shared words a few times at the start of your relationship when you became serious and found out that Rio had people (before Mick) following you. You were an artist with a successful art gallery, which contained half of your artwork along with other local artists, new and young, and you even had some imported from all over the world. Rio tried it with the import portion of your gallery once before but you shut that shit down and the both of you didn’t speak for at least a week—almost two until the gym became his second focus—after making things right with you. Take that how you will. At the beginning you didn’t appreciate being followed and figuring out that Christopher had something to do with it after pulling out your own piece—something you hated to do but you knew how to handle your own business—Rio tried to persuade you later on that it gave him comfort knowing that his men can keep a eye on you when he can’t.

Some may have felt like that was a red flag (half of your girlfriend’s being the “some,” but one of them always had something negative to say about anything you had going on…which is why you weren’t friends at this point in time) but with a love so immense? And a career like Rio’s? You grew to accept it as a source of another security blanket since you didn’t like to get your hands dirty. Having that kind of power where someone could do that for you? Was indescribable. Sure Rio’s methods of getting to the money may require things you didn’t really agree with, you kept your own business clean just how you wanted but the way you felt about Rio was not something that could just vanish. You knew what his business entailed but you didn’t need to see the grit of it.

So maybe you did get off just a little at your man having that kind of pull on these streets.

Somebody should sue oh wait…they tried that and were part of a missing person’s report but that case was closed back in January.

You leaned against the white marble countertops, another small smile playing on your lips as it was your turn to watch your lightly snoring of a husband on the couch. He didn’t even get the chance to turn the tv on to fall asleep to, another opposite of your relationship, he needed some noise while you preferred it quiet and no light. His ankles hung off the sofa, one hand crossed over his chest as he held onto his shoulder in slumber. It wasn’t until you noticed the bright colored fiesta floral blanket pulled up and slanted underneath his chin that had you entering the living space.

You almost stopped your actions as you stared down at him in peace. You hated him watching you sleep and here you were doing the same but that didn’t last long as you shifted the spatula in your hand.

SLAP!

The stinging Rio felt against his forehead jolted him awake. His lengthy lashes popped open, making him sit up some as he tried to figure out what and who just assaulted him. He blinked a couple of times, trying to focus his vision before he shifted his view to you and that teal silicone spatula.

A furrow appeared seconds later, hand going from his shoulder to rub at the spot in between his thick brows. “What’s goin’ on?”

His voice is groggy and you almost felt bad for slapping the mess out of him. Yet he should be thankful that you didn’t slap the eagle tattoo right off the skin of his throat. The blood rushed to that spot on the center of his forehead but him rubbing at it only made it worse.

“I can ask you the same thing, why are you cuddled up with that blanket?” You motioned to the item with the cooking utensil.

Rio licked his lips, glancing down at the peach, orange, yellow, green, and navy blue blanket. He clears his throat, “Whatchu mean? I’m sleeping and the air’s on.”

Not Mr. Cool needing a blanket when he’s the one who loved having the house set on: icebox where his heart used to be, Omarion needs to slide glide and collect his boy real talk.

“Whose fault is that? I told you it didn’t need to be lower than seventy.”

Rio side eyed you a bit and proceeded to close his eyes again, ready to check out but you kicked at the cushion he laid against. Which made him sit up on his elbows, pinching the space in between his brows, “what’s good wit you? You think that makes sense to have the thermostat set on seventy when it’s damn near ninety out that front door?”

“Yes. It’s all about comfort.”

“That’s what I’m tryin’ to do with this blanket, thank you.” He went to plop back down, ready to pull the fallen object back over his shoulders.

You snatch it right off his body, “this blanket isn’t for you to get your drool on.”

“I don’t drool and wait a minute…did you hit me with that? A used spatula? You’re about to mess up my skincare and that’s feelin’ a little disrespectful to me.”

You scoff as you proceed to fold the blanket how you previously had it tossed along the couch, “No it wasn’t used! You know me better than that and I know you take pride in self care. I wouldn’t do you like that but it’s clear you’re disrespecting me by using this blanket that abuela gave to me.”

Rio felt his eye twitch as he exhaled his rising nerves, “…what's the point of the blanket being on the couch if it can't be used?”

“It’s for show!” You exasperated as you finished brushing over the fur of the oversized blanket.

Rio snorted, “oh for the love of almighty!”

You huffed with your hands on your hips, pulling your attention away from the blanket that was back to the way it was, “What?”

“Be real with me.” Rio jabbed a thumb at the direction of the blanket, “you want me to believe that you’re being this extra over a blanket my abuela got you from fucking Marshall’s?”

You tilted your head to the side, “oh no you didn’t, not you being uppity Mr. Serena & Lily.”

“I didn’t even mean it like that.”

“Now you’re disrespecting Abuela!” You pointed at him accusing, “Just wait until she hears about this!”

“Nah you’re not telling her nothing!” Rio latched onto the waistband of your shorts, yanking you right on the couch as you squealed feeling the air hit your lower back.

You elbowed him as you collapsed right on his lap, “are you trying to get me to moon you? What’s wrong with you?!”

He shushed you with a smirk, “Thanks for confirming just what I needed to hear…” his hands slip down your sides and towards your bare hips beneath the fabric, squeezing the sides of your ass.

“No, we have beef now you pervert.” Your attempt to get off his lap was not working for you, at all.

His lips are at the space beneath your earlobe and the way he’s sucking on the skin is definitely leaving some tingles all over your body. Rio chuckles as he feels you shudder in his lap, “what beef? I think we should talk it out, don’t you?”

He moves one hand from the side of your ass to travel up the valley in between your breasts, grabbing a hand full of the one on the left and his right. Your breathing is picking up now as Rio settles you both back against the couch and it isn’t until you feel the plush of the blanket against your shoulder that you come back to your senses.

You pull yourself from Rio’s hold, snatching the spatula back to aim right at him in defense, “that wasn’t talking.”

“Well I disagree and thought it was until you rudely interrupted me.” Rio briefly rests his elbows against his knees as he sizes you up while you cautiously step back towards the kitchen, “you clearly don’t want me getting in that overtime of sleep anymore so I guess I’m well rested enough to spend quality time with my wife.”

Rio has his eyes set only on you and he can visibly see you gulp at the distance you put between you. That feeds his ego enough, he sniffs as he pushes himself to his feet, stalking over you to pluck the spatula out of your hand and to slide it against the counters towards the deep sink. Rio towers over you, using his fingertips to grip your jaw firm enough to get your sight back on him. Quickly he latches onto your thighs, lifting you against the counter and making space for himself right in between.

His forehead is pressed against yours breathing you in as he yanks you right to the edge of the counter, his hands caressing the warmth of your upper thighs, “you care about that damn blanket so much, I want your eyes to stay only on it while I sample my appetizer, you got that?”

A finger ran over your clothed center and you pushed your moan back down your vocal cords. The both of you were famous for your poker faces but eventually one of you would take it off of the other.

Your heart was pounding against your chest along with the adrenaline also running wild at the way Rio was looking at you, seeking to devour you while biting down on his bottom lip as he fought to keep his eyes on you and not on the increased rise and fall of your chest.

His hand snakes up to your throat, squeezing just enough to let you know what time it was, “I said, do you got that?”

You sucked your teeth, “I heard you—

You started just for Rio to push you by the throat with the swiftness against the counter, other hand flying behind your head just in time to protect the back of it while your thighs instantly latched around his hips in alert.

He laughs a bit, “yeah I knew you’d like that shit,” as he lets go of your throat after turning your head to face the living room, right where your blanket sat then using both of his hands to nudge your thighs apart so he can leave you bare from your shorts.

Curiosity got the best of you as you tried to take a peek to see what your husband was up to. Usually he was the light sleeper but you didn’t miss the sound of the pop of his lips, making you turn your head to see two damp digits.

“What did I say?”

Quickly shutting your eyes, you shielded them with a free hand trying to fight back a smile and still holding your “innocence,” as you waited to open your eyes again.

“Wait!” You called out, just knowing what was to come, “…check the timer for the salmon.”

Rio barely let the annoyance hit as he gazed over his shoulder to the clock on the stove, “ten minutes left. That’s all I need for right now…desserts a different story.”

And with that being said you let his touch be felt in the most pleasing of ways, folding at the way Rio knew just what to do to set you right.

Sitting in the dining room, since you refused to sit at the island—which Rio found humorous and promised he would clean—you can’t be eating at everybody’s house y’all—the both of you sat face to face with you on the bench and Rio in the navy chair across from you.

He chewed on his last piece of fillet, hand underneath his chin as he stared at you slouched over a bit. His long limbs tapped against you underneath the table, watching you flinch as you pushed your shoulders back, which added to more of Rio’s amusement.

“What’s the matter?” He questioned, his dark eyes can’t help but to falter down to your white tank top, “you look cold and might need a blanket? There’s one not far from us actually.”

You scowled while he laughed grinning at you, “you’re such a dick!”

“And you took it so well.”

A gasp fell from your lips while you tossed a folding napkin right towards Rio’s smug face, who snatched it before it could touch him. Leaving him to mockingly kiss his lips at you, “it’s all love.”

“We’ll see.” You chewed back a smirk but Rio can read you just by looking into your eyes.

Rio raised his brows, “That a challenge? I can guarantee you we can make it happen.”

Rio loves leaving you a crying mess and talking you down from your high. His drive was hardly ever low but he thought it was respectable for the both of you to get some nutrients in before the full rounds started.

You held up a finger, grabbing your glass to chug the rest of the water, making Rio rest his cheek into the knuckles of his hand with a glint in his eyes.

“Okay,” you exhale, “but it’s my time to set it off.”

Rio nodded his head ready for whatever you had in mind although he’s envisioning reverse cowgirl, “cool, no complaints on my end.”

“I bet,” you raise a foot to caress his lap, “Can help you back to sleep in some blankets that are actually meant for sleeping with.”

Rio groaned for two separate reasons of course, reaching one hand down to grip your ankle, “lead the way, mama.”

“Not until you do the dishes and clean the counter. I know how much you hate going to bed with a dirty kitchen and we ain’t got shit to do so…get to it. I’ll be waiting.” It was your turn for some small payback as you hopped up from the bench, a glare crossing Rio’s features.

You laughed as you gripped his shoulders, leaning down to press your lips against his. The both of you tilted your heads just right as your lips battled against each other soon before you slipped your tongue against Rio’s. It was getting nasty again and he was ready to pull you right in his lap and let you do your thing right there but you pulled back with a bit of saliva between your lips.

“Hurry up, I’ll be ready to take my own nap myself soon.” You wink at him before you quickly pulled yourself from his grasp.

Rio swallowed his own breathing down, hands rubbing at his wet lips first and then the tension in his jaw all while feeling the twitch below again. Looking at the dishes and feeling the pull towards you was another battle within itself. Usually he wasn’t the clean up crew, he had people for that professionally and personally and as he started cleaning one dish he checked his own pocket to book a cleaning service for the morning. However he did take his time cleaning down the island, he wasn’t that cruel.

And who needed the gym anyway when you had his heart pumping enough?

He didn’t have to cancel that too.

Rio always ran shit.

The gym was just as much as his now as you are.

Just how he liked it.

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