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it'll be ok | LN4

lando norris x female!reader

warnings: unexpected pregnancy, talk of throwing up/being nauseous, suggestive actions implied if you get what i’m saying, early on pregnancy symptoms, mention of alcohol and being drunk (not the reader!!), lando being a simp for his girlfriend in every aspect of his life.

note: i know how pregnancy works and i’m not saying that reader got pregnant on this trip, her and lando are just h**ny 😭 (increased sex drive is a symptom of pregnancy though so..…)

double note: i’m not sure how lily (oscar’s lily) is as a person but she seems like a sweetheart so i went off those vibes and i referred to alexandra by her full name cause if i said alex, someone might think alex albon lol

okay thats it. enjoy 😉

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You and Lando had been dating now for close to 2 years. You were happy with the life you were making with him and he was happy to have you by his side through his success.

Everything was going great, at least it was up until 5 minutes ago. Now here you were sitting in the bathroom to the villa you had rented out for a vacation with friends, holding a pregnancy test not sure what to do with the fact that there were two lines looking back at you.

48 Hours Before Finding Out

“Omg this is so much more prettier than the pictures” you said as you, Lando and some of your closest friends which included some of the other drivers and their girlfriends, walked into the villa

“This is gonna be great” Lando exclaimed excitedly while wrapping an arm around your waist “Alright everyone get their rooms sorted and when you’re done, meet down by the beach” he told everyone, earning a round of “okays” and “sounds goods”.

You and Lando made your way to the master suite on the second floor, seeing as you had been the ones to suggest the vacation and rent the villa, it was only fair you got the biggest room.

“Lan I don’t know which bathing suit to wear” you asked as you stared at the bathing suits you had brought.

“Doesn’t matter to me, either way it’ll end up on the floor later” he whispered in your ear as he came up behind you

You blushed at his flirty remark “You’re naughty” you joked with him

“Only for you” he reiterated as he put his hands on your hips and started kissing your neck

“Lan if we start doing that, we’re never gonna leave” you tried being serious even though the shudder in your voice gave you away, telling Lando he was succeeding in distracting you.

This happened quite frequently. Lando knew you so well and he made you feel things, none of your previous boyfriends had ever made you feel.

He continued kissing your neck, knowing exactly where to put his lips. You felt yourself giving in with the way he was kissing you and how his hands were slowly moving down from your hips, you knew you wouldn’t be making it to the beach anytime soon.

You and Lando eventually left your room, joining your friends on the beach.

“Where the hell were you two” Max asked as he sat on a beach chair with everyone else doing their own thing

“Y/N needed help picking a bathing suit” Lando responded smirking, knowing Max wouldn’t believe him but also knew he wouldn’t push for the truth, he was smart enough to put two and two together.

“Babe I’m gonna go in the water, care to join?” Lando asked turning to you as your hands were interlocked

“No I’m okay for now, I’m gonna try and tan a bit then I’ll come join you” you told him, he smiled at your answer and then gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and started making his way towards the water to join the friends of yours that were currently playing water volleyball.

You spent the rest of your day in between tanning with the girls and playing in the water with Lando. Once everyone was done with the sun, you all made your way back to the house where you went to your perspective rooms to rest a little before you went out for dinner.

You felt extra tired which on any other day you might be more concerned about but you had been travelling between time zones and then spent a significant amount of time in the sun, so in your head it made sense to be this tired.

Once you had changed from your bathing suit into some clean undies and a oversized T-shirt, you crashed on yours and Lando’s bed where he was already sitting scrolling on his phone

“Lan im gonna take a quick nap, wake me up in like an hour so I can start getting ready” you told him as you curled into a ball nuzzling your face into the pillows

“Sure thing sweets” he said leaning down to kiss your head before going back to his phone, keeping one hand free to play with your hair knowing that always helped put you to sleep.

Lando stayed true to his word and gently woke you up about an hour into your nap, not wanting to, seeing as you looked so peaceful but knowing you’d be upset if he let you sleep longer than you wanted.

“Babe” he said gently stroking his hand over your cheek

“Hmm” you mumbled still half asleep

“You wanted me to wake you so you could start to get ready” he told you smiling at how cute you looked

“Why are you a good boyfriend and actually listen to what I say” you grumbled

He chuckled “C’mon we can take a shower together, that’ll wake you up” he suggested knowing you’d get what he was implying

You opened one eye looking at him to see if he was joking but knew he wasn’t when you saw the look in his eyes, this got you to open both eyes and slowly stretch, waking up fully in the process

“Alright pretty boy let’s go” you said as you got off the bed causing a laugh to leave Lando as he got off the bed, following you into the bathroom.

Once everyone including you and Lando were ready, you decided to visit a cute Italian restaurant nearby. Everyone in the group all loved Italian so it worked out perfectly.

While you were walking to the restaurant, you felt a slight squeeze in your stomach but chalked it up to that all you had to eat today was some fruit and a small salad.

Lately your appetite hadn’t been what it normally was, you pushed this thought aside though wanting to enjoy your vacation and deciding you’d worry about it once you got back home.

After some walking you reached the restaurant, Charles taking point and speaking to the hostess in Italian to get a table. They brought you to the part of the restaurant that was more private and made sure there were enough seats for everyone.

The host got you all menus and water, letting you know your server would be there momentarily.

You politely smiled at her and offered her thanks in Italian, you may have loved everything Italian but your knowledge of the language didn’t go past basic phrases and words.

You sat next to Lando and Lily, Oscars girlfriend. The two of you had gotten close with your boyfriends being teammates. You felt that squeeze in your stomach again, this time more intense so you casually reached for your water and hoped it would help.

Once you had drank enough water to feel better, you went back to look at your menu

“Baby are you okay? You just practically chugged your water” Lando asked quietly turning to you

You nodded “Yeah, I'm good, I just didn’t realize how thirsty I was” you lied offering him a smile, he seemed to believe you and went back to the menu, Lily however offered you a strange look, having overheard your words and not fully believing you but deciding not to push.

You could still feel that slight squeeze in your stomach and was apprehensive to order a large meal so you went for a simple soup, figuring it was the safest option.

When everyone’s food arrived, you caught a whiff of the food around you and suddenly that squeeze in your stomach was becoming too much to handle. You didn’t want to bring attention to yourself but if you didn’t go to the washroom now, you weren’t sure what would happen so you turned to Lily.

“Lils I need your help” you whispered to the girl who had just taken a bite of her food

“Is everything okay? You look pale” she asked concerned

“I’m gonna throw up and desperately need to get away from the table” you explained trying to stuff the nausea down until you were somewhere else

“Say no more” the girl said then turned to Oscar letting him know she was using the washroom, he smiled and moved out of the booth, luckily he was on the end

“Y/N will you come with?” She asked, acting like the washroom was her idea and just wanted a friend to accompany her

Your name sparked Lando’s interest and turned to face you

“Babe I’ll be back im just gonna go to the washroom with Lily” you told him quickly before getting out of the booth, offering Oscar a small smile to say sorry for interrupting his meal

Then you and Lily made your way to the washroom, as much as you would’ve preferred to run there, you didn’t want to seem weird so you casually bit your lip and hoped you could get there in time.

“Girls are so strange in always wanting someone with them to go to the washroom” Lando said to Oscar eating his food

Oscar just shrugged “I’m used to it at this point” he replied to his friend and teammate before both drivers went back to their previous conversation with the others around them.

Meanwhile in the washroom, you were in a stall on your knees with your head over the toilet. Luckily Lily was there to hold back your hair and rub your back.

“Are you okay? Did you eat something you shouldn’t have?” She asked after you were done and had stood up, using some tissues to wipe your mouth

“I didn’t have anything weird to eat, just some fruit and a small salad” you told her as you fixed your hair and did your best to get the taste of vomit out of your mouth. Remembering you had gum in your purse and silently saying a prayer to your past self for putting it there.

“That’s strange” she said even though you could sense there was more the girl wanted to say but held back

“I don’t know how I'm gonna get through dinner. The smell of everything is what triggered this” you told her turning to her

“Maybe just tell Lando you aren’t feeling the greatest and are gonna walk back to the Villa” she suggested

“He wont let me go alone, he’ll want to join me and I don’t want to take him away from everyone” you explained

“I’ll go back with you. I’ll just tell Oscar to bring my food home in a to go box” she offered

“Are you sure Lils?” You asked the girl, feeling bad

“That’s what friends are for” she smiled

“Okay, let’s go then” you told her

When you made your way back to the table, Lando looked at you, you could see there was some concern behind his eyes probably because of how long you had been in the washroom

You slid in the booth to tell him you and Lily were gonna head back

“I’m just not feeling super great and don’t want to take you away from everyone so Lily’s gonna walk back with me” you explained to him

“Are you okay? What are you feeling? I’ll walk back with you, I don’t mind” he told you the concern only worsening

“Babe I'm fine, really, I'm sure a good nights rest is all I need and then tomorrow I’ll be good” you reassured him, offering him a small smile

“Okay but text me if you need anything or want me to come back” he told you which you nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out of the booth and walking to the exit with Lily.

“Where’s Lily and Y/N going?” Charles asked

“Y/N’s not feeling the great so they’re going back to the villa” Lando answered him

Charles nodded then went back to talking to his girlfriend, Alexandra.

Lando shared a look with Oscar as both of their girlfriends had left them

“Did Lily say anything?” Lando asked Oscar as they moved closer now that there was some space between them

“No, just that she was going back with Y/N” he told him. He could see Lando was worried “I’m sure she’ll be fine and Lily will text if anything happens” Oscar did his best to reassure the Brit. Lando just nodded and silently went back to his food.

24 Hours Before Finding Out

The next day, you had woken up and luckily you didn’t feel any feelings of nausea, hopefully that was an indicator that today was going to be different from yesterday and you could enjoy your trip.

You got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen, you had a strange craving for orange juice which wasn’t normally your go to breakfast drink but you weren’t mad about it, seeing as the orange juice in the fridge was freshly squeezed.

You smiled when you poured yourself a tall glass and went to sit on the patio furniture outside enjoying the beautiful view.

You pulled your phone out, scrolling through TikTok. You tried to avoid TikTok because most of the time you’d see videos of your boyfriend or any sort of f1 content but today you gave it a chance.

So far it was going great until you saw a video of this creator explaining their battle with cancer and how they were finally in remission. You felt the tears gathering in your eyes but figured it was just your hormones and you being a sensitive person.

Then you moved from TikTok to Instagram and saw a post about puppy adoptions and suddenly you couldn’t hold the tears back and that’s how Lando found you, crying over your phone

“Babe what’s wrong?” He asked instantly pulling the chair next to you, rubbing your back

“These puppies, they’re all up for adoption” you told him, showing him the rescue centre’s instagram highlighting all the dogs they had up for adoption.

Lando found you the cutest for crying over dogs “Why are you crying though?” he asked still rubbing your back

You shrugged, wiping your eyes with the back of your sleeve “I don’t know, they just all look so cute and I want them to find their forever homes” you tried to explain why you were crying, even if you didn’t fully understand why.

“You’re adorable” he smiled at you “How about when we get back, we can try and organize an adoption event with the centre, I’m sure the attention from an f1 driver should help” he suggested.

He would do anything to see you smile even if that meant having to talk with his PR manager about organizing a puppy adoption event sponsored by McLaren.

The idea brought a smile to your face and you sniffled “Thats really sweet of you Lan” you told him

“We’ll get all those dogs adopted” you leaned over giving your boyfriend a hug. The tears had subsided which Lando was grateful for, he hated seeing you cry.

He hugged you back, kissing the top of your head “Anything for you sweets” he reassured you.

After your moment, you and Lando joined the rest of your friends inside. You all enjoyed a nice breakfast together, then once the dishes were dealt with, you all went your own ways, everyone wanting to do something different.

You and Lando planned to go take some pictures around the area. That was one of the things that drew you two to each other, both having a passion for photography.

On your first date, you spent so much time sharing pictures and the stories that went with them so when you started dating, it became something you did together, whenever you could.

You were walking up to your room when Kika called your name. You turned looking in the direction of where your name had come, seeing Kika sticking her head out of her and Pierre’s room.

“Whats up? Is everything okay?” you asked as you approached their room.

“Yeah, I just was wondering if you had a tampon or a pad, I got my period and just realized I didn’t bring anything” she chuckled

“Oh yeah, I have tampons in my room. I’ll bring you a few to get you through until you can go to a local store” you told the girl, she smiled at you “Thank you, youre an angel”

You just smiled and then turned walking to your room, going straight to the washroom, to look through your toiletries bag. As you looked at the mini travel sized bag you brought filled with tampons, it hit you, you had never gotten your period.

You were supposed to get it right before the trip and the last few days of your period should’ve been the first couple days you were away but as you got ready for vacation, you still hadn’t gotten it which was why you brought a weeks worth figuring you’d end up getting it on the trip but you still hadn’t gotten it and that sparked a fear within you.

You quickly grabbed a few for Kika and closed the bag. As you turned to leave the washroom, you bumped into Lando “Oh sorry babe” you told him, you must’ve seemed frazzled judging by the expression Lando offered you

“Are you okay?” he asked “Oh yeah, just need to give something to Kika” you told him hiding the tampons behind your back.

Obviously Lando knew what a period was, having a mother, 2 sisters and a girlfriend, he was used to it and had they been for you, you wouldn’t have cared but you didn’t want to make Kika uncomfortable so you with held those details from him.

“Oh okay..well I’m ready to go whenever you want to go take some photos” he told you, offering you his typical Lando smile. You smiled, leaning up to kiss his lips “I can be ready in a few minutes” you told him once you pulled away.

Then moved around him, being sure he couldn’t see what was behind your back before leaving the room, walking to Kika’s. You knocked on the door, she answered almost immediately “You’re my lifesaver. I owe you” she told you once you handed her the tampons.

“Really glad you said that, I need you to get me something from the store whenever you go” you told her biting your bottom lip, something you did when you were nervous

“What’s up?” she asked

“Can you get me a couple pregnancy tests” you whispered, not wanting anyone to hear. Kika’s eyes grew in size “Woah, really?” she confirmed, you just nodded, not saying anything.

“Yeah of course. Want me to leave them in your suitcase while you’re out?” she offered

“That’d be great. Thank you” you told her

“Do you really think you’re” she started before gesturing to your stomach instead of saying the word

“Honestly I’m not too sure, it didn’t cross my mind until moments ago when I realized I missed my period” you explained, she nodded along

“Well you aren’t alone regardless of the results. We’re all here for you” she reassured you, you smiled at her words.

“Thanks Kika, I appreciate that” you told her “Anyways I should go and get ready, Lan and I are going to take some photos around the area, I’ll see you later” you told her offering her a goodbye before walking back to yours and Lando’s room.

You quickly changed into something clean, washed your face, tied your hair into a high ponytail and then slipped on your converse to go meet Lando downstairs.

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You and Lando ended up having an awesome time. You walked around and took plenty of photos. Yours were of the area, some of the locals, some of Lando, a good variety meanwhile Lando’s were mostly of you.

He called you his muse the first time you asked him why he took so many pictures of you but by now you had grown used to it and didn’t question it.

In the midst of walking around, you had grabbed a quick bite to eat at a cute cafe. You went with a fruit parfait and water, figuring it was the safest option not wanting to risk being sick.

After being out for a couple hours, you eventually made your way back to the villa. When you got back, you got a text from Kika after passing her in the kitchen.

Kika: ‘They’re in your suitcase, under a pile of bathing suits’

You quickly texted her back

Y/N: ‘Thank you. Now I owe you’

Kika: ‘If you end up having a girl, name her Francisca 😌’

You laughed, not answering her but rather hearting the message then going to find the tests.

When you walked into your room, you heard Lando in the washroom, so you checked your suitcase to double check where they were and then once you had confirmation, covered them back up.

You had plans with everyone to go out tonight so you wouldn’t be able to test until tomorrow. You weren’t sure how you were gonna avoid drinking tonight.

It’s not as if you were a heavy drinker, you just enjoyed doing shots while you were out and you could handle your alcohol well so nights out never phased you.

Tonight however to be cautious incase you were pregnant you had to avoid alcohol.

You sighed, so far this trip you had spent more time stressed out then relaxed and you weren’t sure how much more you could handle before you exploded from the uncertainty.

You heard Lando finishing in the washroom so you quickly grabbed an outfit from your suitcase before shutting it.

“I thought you were gonna join me in the shower” Lando said when he walked out, his curls wet from the water

“Sorry my love, I took too long trying to figure out what to wear” you lied, offering him a soft smile

“It’s okay, I can think of a couple ways you can make it up to me” he winked at you, you blushed.

“Your cheeky” you told him smiling as he laughed at your comment.

You quickly got yourself ready and then you made your way downstairs with Lando to meet everyone else. Once everyone was ready to go, you made your way to the local club.

On the way, Kika linked her arm with yours and walked a bit up from the boys.

“Did you test?” She asked in a low tone, you subtly shook your head

“I need your help tonight avoiding alcohol” you replied keeping your voice low

She nodded “Don’t worry, we’ll get you a mocktail at the bar and you can either sip on it through the evening or keep going back for the same one. Then with shots, we’ll tell the bartender to give you water” she explained still keeping her voice low, you offered her a small smile

“I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here. You and Lily have both been the best” you exclaimed, Kika just smiled and gave you a side hug

“That’s what friends do” she told you.

Once you got to the club, Kika went to get your drinks and made sure to tell the bartender the plan. The bartender was a female and without even having to explain why, somehow she understood and told Kika to always give you the shot with a rounder base.

So far everything had been going smoothly and once people became more intoxicated, it was easier to let loose and not keep up the show as much as you had been.

Surprisingly you were having a great time sober, just getting to dance with everyone and enjoy being with your friends, this was exactly what you needed and it took your mind off what you had to do tomorrow.

Currently you were dancing with Lando, his hands were on your waist and you could smell the alcohol on his breath. It didn’t bother you as much as you thought it would.

“Babyyyyy” he said into your ear due to the loud music

“Yes Lan?” You asked laughing at your boyfriends behaviour

“I love youuu” he told you stretching out the you. You smiled at him

“I know. I love you too” you told him running a hand through his curls, he closed his eyes enjoying the feeling

“Can we go back to our place, I just want to be alone with you” he told you, pulling you closer and nuzzling his face in your neck, breathing in your perfume.

“What about our friends?” You asked him, even though you knew they’d be fine and you wouldn’t mind alone time with Lando

“They’ll be fine” he said as he started kissing your neck, you shuddered a bit at the sensation.

“Don’t start doing that here or we won’t be able to stop” you told him even though you didn’t want him to stop

“I don’t want to stop” he said pulling his lips away to answer you before leaning down and kissing you.

You felt yourself getting weaker in the knees. This was the effect Lando had on you.

“Okay fine, let’s leave then” you said in between breaths, he smiled and then grabbed your hand, intertwining his with yours and carefully made his way to the door.

“Where are you going?” Kika asked as you passed her and Pierre

“Back to the Villa. See you later, stay safe” you told her quickly offering a wave over your shoulder

She chuckled “Children having a child” she muttered under her breath

“What did you just say?” Pierre asked his girlfriend

Kika didn’t think he had heard with the music “Nothing” she quickly said

“No I swear you said” he started but she stopped him before he could finish.

“Pierre just drop it for now. Please” she asked. The look they shared said enough. He nodded and then they went back to dancing.

She hoped he wouldn’t say anything further on the topic, her boyfriend had a tendency to spread gossip even if it wasn’t always intentional but hopefully this time, he’d keep it to himself.

Back at the Villa, you and Lando were having a great time and took advantage of the empty house, getting to be loud as you pleased. If you weren’t already pregnant, there’s a good possibility after tonight, you might’ve been.

Moments Before Finding Out

The next morning, you woke up wrapped in the duvet and Lando. You smiled at how peaceful he looked. Then you remembered what you had to do and suddenly you felt the nerves creep back up on you.

You sighed and carefully got out of bed, being sure not to wake Lando. Thankfully he was a heavy sleeper when he had been drinking.

You crept over to your suitcase, finding the pregnancy tests and taking them to the washroom. You had googled that testing in the morning was the best time so that’s what you were doing.

You locked the door and then opened the first box. Taking the test and sitting on the toilet. You quickly peed on the stick and then placed it back on the counter, on top of a piece of toilet paper. You finished up and then pulled your sleep shorts back up and set the timer on your phone. Sitting on the edge of the toilet.

You closed your eyes trying your best to keep your breathing steady. Everything would be fine. Lando loved you and even if this was unexpected, he wouldn’t leave you, at least you didn’t think he would, he wasn’t like that. You did some more deep breaths until your timer went off and you quickly silenced it not wanting to wake up Lando.

You shakily stood up from the toilet and with your shaking hands, reached for the test and that’s when you saw, the two lines looking up at you, indicating you were pregnant.

After Finding Out

After the first positive, you had to do the other 3 tests to be sure and of course those all came back positive. You put them back in one of the boxes and just stood there in shock.

You were pregnant. You were going to be a mom and Lando was going to be a dad. You wanted to cry but you also knew once you started you wouldn’t be able to stop.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed in the washroom until you heard Lando call your name, you knew you had to tell him now or else you’d drive yourself mad keeping it in.

You opened the door and made your way back to the bed. Seeing Lando sitting up rubbing his eyes, he must’ve just woken up.

“Lan, I need to tell you something” you told him biting your lip due to your nerves. He looked confused

“Is everything okay? Did something happen?” He asked as you made your way to sit next to him. You sat with your feet tucked under you

You reached for his hand “Nothing happened” you reassured him then took a deep breath before continuing

“I’m pregnant” you told him trying to keep your voice steady and calm not wanting to show your nerves, already knowing Lando would have plenty of his own.

“Sorry but I think I heard you incorrectly; did you say pregnant?” He asked rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.

You nodded your head, not sure what was going through his mind at the moment. You sat in silence for what felt like a lifetime, the longer the more nervous you got.

Lan was never speechless and this scared you “Lan please say something” you said, feeling yourself wanting to cry even more now

He must’ve sensed you were on the verge of tears “Baby I'm sorry, come here” he said opening his arms which you gladly accepted and buried your head in his chest, the tears finally leaving.

“It’s unexpected but it’ll be okay. We’ll figure it out together” he said rubbing your back “I love you and there’s no one else I’d want to have children with, I just thought it’d be a bit further down the road but this is okay. Baby’s are a good thing regardless of when they come” he told you.

You pulled away, wiping your eyes “So you aren’t gonna leave?” You asked as you hiccuped

“Not a chance. You’re stuck with me for life now” he told you smiling. You returned the smile finally feeling better.

You and Lando spent the rest of the morning cuddled up, talking about your baby, what you thought they’d look like, how they’d act, if they were a boy or a girl.

At some point you must’ve started to drift off cause you found yourself cuddled up next to Lando as he played with your hair, subconsciously your hand found its place on your stomach and Lando kissed your head.

He loved you and would do anything for you and now that meant your baby as well. The two of you were his world and he planned on spending the rest of his life making sure you both knew how much he loved you both.

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✯Somebody Else✯

Black!reader

Inspired by this reel i saw.

Summary: Chris lays in bed with another while thinking of his ex-lover

warnings: hella angst, brief mentions of sex, swearing, Chris being upset. weed.

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Chris groans as he spills his seed into the condom, pulling out of the girl beneath him and collapsing next to her. Both of them breathing harshly from the intense sexual encounter.

After a few minutes, the girl sits up and tries to leave the bed, but Chris stops her, "Stay for a bit, we can roll up and chill."

She stares in confusion, not use to guys asking her to stay after sex. They are usually the first to throw her clothes in her lap and tell her to hurry up and leave.

It's a nice change of pace.

She nods and grabs her shirt, slipping it on along with her underwear. She settles back into the bed, sitting crisscross on the black sheets. Chris sits up, reaching into his nightstand to grab the items needed to roll a blunt.

As he starts grinding the weed, the girl speaks.

"Who's Dessi?"

Chris stops what he's doing, his heart clenching at the name.

"What?"

"Who's Des-No I heard you. Why are you bringing her up? How do you know her?" His tone holds a bit of malice, clearly frustrated with the name.

"You literally called me her name."

He pushes the paraphernalia to the side and rubs his hands over his face in exhaustion. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. that was probably awkward to hear." He apologizes.

He didn't even know he did it and it has him thinking, has he done this to other women who have laid in his bed? The thought alone makes him want to throw up.

"Wanna talk about her?" The girl offers. Chris slowly turns to her, "Huh?" She rolls her eyes and grabs the grinder from his lap.

"Talk about it. it's clear you still have love for her. Maybe if you talk about her you won't call another girl by her name." She jokes softly.

He goes back and forth with idea. He could talk about her and risk crying like a little bitch in front of his one-night stand, or he could keep his emotions bottled up like he always does.

"Roll up first, I'll play some music."

The girl nods and proceeds to roll two blunts, figuring they will be here for a while. As she lights the first blunt, the sound of Lil Uzi's The Way Live Goes fills the blue-illuminated room. Chris settles back down, a pair of grey sweatpants adorning his hips.

They sit in silence until Chris finally speaks.

"She was someone I loved...I loved her and she screwed me up big time." The girl hands him the blunt, figuring he needs the drug to continue. He takes a hit, ghosting it before blowing it right back out.

"We met a couple months ago and I fell hard. She was beautiful, a little shorter than me, with beautiful brown skin. She always wore wigs but I loved when she wore her natural hair, even though she said it was too much to keep up with."

The girl mumbles something along the lines of, "She ain't lying."

Chris continues, staring straight ahead, "I met her at a party and we left to get food. She laughed at all my jokes, was super sarcastic and just had an amazing vibe. After that night I felt like I met...My person."

He hands her back the blunt, now fiddling with his phone. "I started taking her out on dates, which was new for me because I'm not good in relationships, but I wanted to be for her. I did everything I thought she would like. I got her the flowers she loved, I would buy the little trinkets that reminded me of her, for fuck sake I even wrote love letters."

"Love letters? That's really cute." She mumbles, a small smile on her face as she relights the blunt. "I thought so but she didn't. This went on for two months... She would tell me all the time that she loved what we had but she didn't want to put a label on it yet." He chuckles as her voice fills his ears.

"let's not label things yet, you're having fun, right? That's all that matters."

He shakes his head, plucking the blunt from the girl's fingers. "My brothers and a few friends would ask me what we were and I couldn't give them an answer. When I explained to my older brother Justin, he gave me this look of sadness, like he knew what she was doing all along. He told me, but I didn't listen. I loved her." The girl nods, choosing to listen instead of speaking.

"Two months ago I started getting fed up with it. I wanted to make her mine. I'm bad at talking about my feelings verbally so I wrote her another love letter. I poured my heart out, telling her how I felt from the first moment I laid eyes on her, to the point where I realized I was in love with her."

She watches as his eyes get glossy. Of course he's high at this point, but this is a different type of glossy, a glossy only made by the salty tears your body produces.

"And you know what she did?" He laughs softly, the vocal expression filled with sadness.

"She called me and told me to stop. She told me she wasn't in love with me, that she wasn't in the right mental state to be in a relationship." He wipes the tears streaming down his face, cursing internally for getting so worked up.

"I was hurt, but who was I to be mad because she wasn't in the right mental state? So I told her I got it, and that she can hit me up whenever she felt better, or comfortable being around me again."

The humming of the 1975 begins to fill the room, the girl identifying the song as "somebody else."

She watches as his breathing gets harsher, a clear indication that he's going to break down any moment now.

"She hit me up a week later...I didn't even get a 'Hey how are you' text. instead, I got a fucking video of her getting her back blown out by some douche bag and her moaning how she loves him."

I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else

He breaks down, his sobs bouncing off the wall as he puts his head in his hands. The girl quickly ashes out the blunt and wraps her arms around him, holding him close. His whole body shakes in dejection, the tears streaming endlessly.

"A-an hour later she t-texted me and t-told me to f-forget about h-her because sh-es in a relationship."

Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody else

The girl rubs his back in a caring manner. She's only known Chris for about three hours now, and she already hated seeing him like this. She can tell this Dessi girl has truly fucked with his mental, screwing up any interpretation he has of love.

"Shh, it's ok. Everything is ok."

"I-I just don't understand! I did everything right and sh-she just threw me to the side like g-garbage! H-how can you tell me y-you aren't ready for a r-relationship then g-get in one?!"

Her heart aches for the boy. She may not know him that well, but if she ever met Dessi on the street she would dogwalk her for him.

She continues to comfort Chris, rubbing his back and mumbling praises in attempt to calm him down.

After 30 minutes, he stops sobbing and switches to sniffling. "Sorry for that... Must have been a huge turn-off to see a guy crying like that." He sits up and wipes his eyes, reaching for the other blunt. She stops him, slowly pushing his hand down,

"Wasn't a turn-off, if anything I found it attractive...I like guys who can be vulnerable."

And c'mon baby (I know) This ain't the last time that I'll see your face

The two stare at each other, the once blue LEDS now a soft pink, illuminating their faces and bodies in the warm lighting.

Maybe it's the weed, but the longer he stares at her, the more she begins to look like Dessi.

I'm reminded that I should be gettin' over it

He shakes his head. She doesn't look like Dessi, she looks like her own person.

I don't want your body, I don't want your body

Her own beautiful person.

He crashes his lips against hers, pushing her back against the soft pillows.

"I'm done talking about her, I want to focus on you Y/N"

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faithst · 11 months

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ZB1 WHEN SOMEONE FLIRTS W THEM WHILE BEING AROUND YOU

pairing zb1 x gn!reader

genre fluff

warnings mentions of food?

notes hellooooo, thank you for requesting <3 i’m sorry for the delay ☹️ and i hope you enjoy this ^^

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— zhang hao

awkward. like really awkward

awkward smiles, trying to brush them off

unless they get too close to him or anything, he’s really polite 😇

zhanghao had brought you on a date to a new café that recently opened. everything was great; the service, the vibes, the food and especially your boyfriend. you thought nothing could ruin this moment until a waiter decided to come back to your table right after taking your orders.

the waiter didn’t even look at you and went straight to zhanghao. “you’re really cute, can i have your number?” zhanghao was really shocked, now very uncomfortable and looking at you for help. he tried to brush the waiter off by saying “i’m sorry, i’m kind of in the middle of a dat-” the waiter put a hand on his shoulder.

“i know we can work it out.” the waiter said, smiling at him. he pushed their hand off, standing up obviously annoyed. “you shouldn’t just touch people like that. let’s go babe.”

— sung hanbin

v v v v v polite

awkward laughs whenever they do a pickupline 😀

makes an excuse to get out of it

you were shopping with hanbin for skincare products. he said he’d help you find a product that was good for your skin type. as he looked around the wellness store, he found a brand that he wanted to recommend. he grabbed one of the moisturisers and showed it to you “this one is great, i use this.” you took it from his hand and looked at the product information.

a worker came up to you both, smiling as they look at the product in your hand. “oh, this product is very good for a cutie like you!” they say, beaming to hanbin who was now laughing trying to brush them off, awkwardly shifting to you.

“you should give me your number and maybe i can tell you about our promotions.” they continue, offering their phone to him. “haha, no worries.. i actually have somewhere to go now!” hanbin took your hand, running out the store in a flash.

— seok matthew

makes it obvious he’s in a relationship

doesn’t want to be mean

but he still shoves it in their face that he’s perfectly happy and in love w you 🥰

matthew had brought you to dinner, with you looking so stunning in his eyes. everyone could’ve seen how lovestruck he was; basically giggling and twirling his hair around. well, everyone except this one person.

they came up to you both, confused on the sudden approach. they gave you a disgusted look but then faced straight to your boyfriend. “you’re definitely my type.” they say, smiling as they hand him their phone asking for his number.

“my partner thinks that too!” he says, grabbing both your hands as he kisses your knuckles making you blush a rosy red. matthew made sure the love in his eyes were even more prominent after that.

— shen ricky

politely declines

“no thanks.”

if the person is persistent, he just leaves them hanging 🧍

going out with ricky was very common and people staring at your amazing boyfriend in awe was also quite common. when you both decided to visit an art museum, he got more attention than the art displayed.

usually, people would just stop and stare. but this time, someone came up to him. “i couldn’t help myself because you’re very attractive.” they smiled before continuing “can i invite you out to dinner?” ricky looked at you before looking back at them.

“no, thank you.” he intertwines your hands, bringing them up to show it off to them “but-” they try to speak up but ricky already walked away to another section of the museum with you.

— park gunwook

confused 😐

looks to you for help

lets you speak to the person

you and gunwook were going to buy some stuff from the convenience store for a movie date at home. as he scans the shelves for a pack of his favourite snack, he reaches for the last pack of homerun balls when another person snatches it away from him.

his mood sullens until they offer the pack back to him “you can have this in exchange for your number.” they state, completely ignoring you. he was caught off guard by the abrupt bold move from a stranger.

gunwook looked to you, eyes signalling for help. you caught onto this and went in-front of him “sorry, he doesn’t have a number.” you pass by them, pulling gunwook along with you to another convenience store.

— kim taerae

the way he looks at people is so 😵‍💫

so naturally, he attracts alot of people

super dense and nice

taerae had prepared a cute little picnic date for you two to get away from work stress and spend more time together. he helped lay out the mat and the food that he made beforehand. while munching away on his sandwich, he noticed someone in the distance.

“they have a nice bag.” he says, pointing to the bag. you nod in agreement when the person that owned the bag came up to you. “sorry, i just happened to notice you staring.” they say, shyly smiling “oh, i’m so sorry!” taerae apologised profusely for staring.

“it’s okay, i think you’re quite cute.” the statement made taerae laugh, smiling as he thanked them. “i just thought your bag was cool!” he mentioned, his hand forming a ‘thumbs up’. they smile, thanking him before asking him for his number. he tilted his head “oh, do you sell this bag? i don’t think you should be selling them with your personal number.”

— kim gyuvin

honestly a bit scared

stranger danger ‼️

might call 911

as you both were about to line up to get onto the ferris wheel ride, someone approached you both. gyuvin was confused at first and just wanted to deal with it until they hit him with ‘i never believed in love at first sight until i saw you.’ his eyes widened at the pickup line.

immediately, he grabbed your hand and ran far away. “gyuvin, what was that for?” you ask, slowing down to catch your breath. gyuvin paced around, checking every corner to make sure the coast was clear.

“i’m gonna call 911.” he stated, absolutely mortified. before he could dial the number, you snatched his phone away. he tried getting it back but you stopped him. “they didn’t do anything, gyuvin.” you say, shaking your head while crossing your arms. gyuvin held his hands to his hips “hey, i could’ve gotten kidnapped!”

— kim jiwoong

he’s really pretty so naturally, it attracts

but you’re in luck cause he only has eyes for you 🫣

legit just ignores them

a perfect date with your perfect boyfriend; an ideal situation everyone wanted to be in. a situation that you were in right now. jiwoong wanted to make up for not having dates as he was busy with work so he brought you to a nice restaurant.

everything was perfect until someome came up to him with a sultry gaze. jiwoong didn’t notice them though, he didn’t want to. the person tried to get his attention but he didn’t budge. his eyes were locked onto yours, hands resting his chin. “how was your day, my love?” he asked, not breaking the eye contact.

in another attempt to get your boyfriend’s attention; they speak up “do you think i could get your-“ jiwoong shushes them with one finger on his lips before turning back to you, smiling. “where were we?”

— han yujin

says no but if they still try

he gets annoyed and he might be a bit mean 💥

brutally honest ?

hanging out after school with yujin were your favourite times, his too. loving the peace and quiet after a exhausting school day. you were about to ask yujin a question about an assignment that was due but was quickly interrupted by another student handing him a letter that had a paper heart on it.

“i hope you accept my feelings.” they say, shyly looking down. yujin just stares at the letter before placing the letter back into their hands. “no, i like them.” he said, looking at you. “i can be better than them.” they remarked, giving you a glare.

“no you can’t.” he said with a blunt expression, standing up. he offered his hand to help you up before picking up his bag and moving to another quiet place “we won’t be disturbed there.”

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A • Apprehensive • How apprehensive are they to get into a relationship?

Extremely. Not because he doesn’t want too but because he is actually very satisfied with the life he has now. He has his great group of friends who he sees often outside of work and he really doesn’t need much more interaction outside of that. He doesn’t want the stress of worrying about you while he’s away.

B • Bad Habit • Bad Habit they have when it comes to relationships

This man will look for any reason- any reason at all to jump ship. Once again it not because he doesn’t want to be in a relationship, of course he wants to love someone and be loved, but he’s so scared of you getting hurt because of him that he will nitpick everything you do in the beginning to find an excuse to distance himself. Yet something about you keeps him coming back……..

C • Cuddling

Touching actually comes very naturally to him. It’s his emotions that are a total roadblock. He thinks it’s the easiest way to get his feelings out without having to find a way to get his brain to connect with his mouth. He’s not a fan of PDA but if you grab his hand in public it will make his legs shake. Loves spooning! He gets to wrap his whole body around yours, breath in your scent, and he has access to kiss your shoulders, neck, head. He wraps his whole arm around your waist while the other is placed under your head like a pillow. Please hold his hand in this position. He also likes casual cuddling. You throwing your feet over his lap while on the couch. He always sits with his arm draped over the back of the couch/any where he can, so take the opportunity to nuzzle on in there.

D • Dates

Dates with him are absolutely wonderful. He does an amazing job focusing all his attention on you, making you feel as if you are the only person he has ever laid eyes on. Dates with him are always pretty simple. Dinner, or maybe a movie, maybe a day trip to a museum or maybe just a walk around a park if the weathers nice.

E • Emotions • How do they handle your emotions?

When you’re happy- he’s happy. When you’re sad he does everything he can to make it stop. He’s extremely fix-it oriented and may not understand that you just want a shoulder to cry on. Anger is a hard one for him because he doesn’t get too angry often. He comes across like he does but it really takes a lot for him to get heated. Anger always makes him uncomfortable too. He’s worried that he’ll somehow become an outlet for you anger. Because of this he tries to dismiss it in hopes you’ll move on but a lot of times this just makes you feel invalidate. Once he realizes that you just want someone to vent to and tell you it’ll all work out he’s there for you 100%.

F • fun level • how fun are they as partners?

This completely depends on your personal idea of fun. If your idea of fun is going out and staying out till two in the morning then he’s not your guy. But if your idea of fun is sitting out on the patio with a drink swapping banter and people watching then he’s your guy. He unknowingly makes typically boring things like cleaning, or waiting in line enjoyable with out of pocket comments. He’s a city boy and has a pretty good idea of all the true gems hidden around.

G • Games • do they play games with your heart?

Absolutely not. He basically got into this relationship unwillingly so if he’s in it- he’s in it. Extremely loyal. He saw what his mom went through and would never ever put someone through that. He’s not the type to flirt with other people just to get you jealous. Trust is a huge thing with him. If he can’t trust you- or if he senses you don’t trust him, it’s not gonna work babe.

H • Hot damn • what are they attracted too physically?

He’s a total sucker for rosy cheeks. He adores a healthy red glow. He’s also incredibly observant. If something about you catches his eye he’s going to just stare at you with no shame to see if he can get an idea of who you are. Edward Cullen vibes. Do you hold your head up high? Do you make eye contact with others? Do you curl in on yourself? He finds loads of people attractive- but he really needs to get to know you before he is attracted to you.

I • indescribable • what do they have the hardest time opening up about?

He opens up about his childhood in a slow- but not excruciating pace. It seems like everyone has some sort of childhood trauma so he doesn’t feel too frowned upon. He will absolutely never open up to you about his work though. You will of course meet the people he works with outside of work, hear a few funny stories, but he will never tell you how good he actually is at his job. He probably won’t even mention Ghost to you unless someone slips up and calls him that. Even then he’s extremely vague. He doesn’t want you associated with that at all. He keeps all of his masks and uniforms locked up in storage unit until he gets deployed.

J • Jealousy

He’s a fairly confident guy, so no he doesn’t get jealous. If you are actively trying to make him jealous to get a rise out of him than that’s a major turn off to him. He thinks it’s childish and honestly downright mean to make your partner feel that way. It’s rare when you feel jealous. He’s a handsome hunk of man so he gets hit on every once in a while. He makes it very obvious he’s in a relationship though. Wether that be flashing his wedding band, gesturing to you, or just downright saying he’s not interested. He hopes that by doing all this it eases your mind while he’s away. He knows it hard not knowing what he’s up to for weeks at a time and it would be easy to let your mind wander, especially when his so flippant and vague about his time away from you. Like stated above he is very big on trust and he really never gives you a reason to not trust him.

K • Kids • Do they want kids?

This might be controversial, but no. He’s doesn’t want kids. Kids stress him out and honestly bring up a lot of trauma for him. He has a lot of good qualities for parenthood. He reliable, protective, understanding, but he also has a lot of emotional problems that he will be working through for the rest of his life. He is gone at least 5-6 months out of the year, and he doesn’t think it’s fair to leave the child rearing up to you. Why would he want to bring a life into this world when it’ll be so hard for him to be there for it? Plus when he’s home he wants to relax- he wants to be with you. He’s very open about this at the beginning of your relationship so you aren’t blindsided.

L • Love • How fast do they say ‘I Love You’?

When you are both old and white haired you’ll probably be able to count on one hand the amount of times he has said I Love You. He’s not big on words. Anyone can talk. He likes to show. Also when he does say those words it’s so special because you know that he is literally overflowing with the feeling.

M • Money

He makes great money (as he should) so he isn’t cheap. He’s a practical spender though. He would much rather spend his money on remodeling the kitchen than go on a vacation. He has absolutely no problem paying for your dates, but if you wanted to pay every now and then it wouldn’t hurt his ego. You could absolutely rely on him to help you out financially if you ever needed it. Your car broke down and you can’t afford to fix it? He’s got you. If you hate your job and decide you want to stay at home or switch careers, he’s got you there too. If you make more than him it honestly doesn’t bother him. Surprisingly his guilty pleasure is clothes. The man owns fifty different tops all in black. T shirts, hoodies, sweaters. The only color he has in his closet are his white button ups. He also has a soft spot for jeans. He’s very picky about his jeans but once he finds a pair he likes he gets ten pairs of them.

N • No • Biggest turn offs

He absolutely hates over sharing right off the bat. Like on your first date you tell him every horrible thing that has happened to you- he’s running. If there is something he absolutely needs to know then it’s okay (he thinks?). He also hates people who aren’t self aware. People who will judge others for something they themselves blatantly do.

O • Over and Out• How he’d break up with you

He’d do it right before he got shipped off. If you two had just started going together he probably would just ‘ghost’ you and you’d think he fell off the face of the earth. But if you two had been going for a while it would complicate things for him. He’s torn between leaving you a half assed phone call or breaking up with you to your face. While you’re at work/out of the house he’d pick up the things he had at your place leaving a very cliche ‘not you but me’ not on your kitchen counter. Maybe when he got back he’d answer you phone calls and meet you for coffee- but it’s very unlikely.

P • Protective vs Possessive

He’s a unhealthy mixture of both. Some of his protectiveness is quite sweet. He always makes sure to follow the sidewalk rule and walk a little bit behind you. He gives off scary guard dog energy and he makes sure to put it to good use. Someone’s making you uncomfortable. Glare so strong it’ll make your knees buckle. Other times it’s annoying, and it feels almost like he thinks of you as a child. “Careful around the oven.” Duh Simon. You’ll get random calls from his burner phone with him practically begging you to lock the doors and windows over the phone so he can hear it. He has minor OCD. Teaches you simple- yet uncommon self defense techniques and make sure you feel confident using a knife. His possessiveness comes from from his ego and is deeply intertwined with his protectiveness. He firmly believes that no one else can protect you like he can. Which is kinda true. You are his so it’s his job to protect you. This means he’ll probably put up a fight if you want to go somewhere without him, even if it’s just to go grab the mail. He’s no stranger to how horrible people can be- he’s guilty of it himself.

Q • Quick • How quick do they actually fall in love?

It happens at a normal pace. That doesn’t mean he knows it. It takes like five different people to point it out to him before he starts believing their right. All he knows is that he feels bad when he’s away from you and fucking fantastic when he’s with you. He finds that he works harder so mission goes by quicker. He finds that while he’s driving over to your place his cheeks start to burn, only then does he notice he’s been smiling since he’s started the engine. When he does finally admit it, it doesn’t cause him to rush into anything. The two of you may still be friends for a few months before he acts on it. He genuinely enjoys the foreign feeling of butterflies and warmth in his chest. Just let him soak in it.

R • Relationship history

He’s been in a few relationships, about five. He’s never been in love but he has loved someone. That person was there for him during a tough time in his life (his father leaving and his brother trying to get sober) and he was there for them too during their own rough patch. It lasted a little more than a year and they both mutually decided that they would make better friends. Neither of them ever kept in touch. The other relationships would always last about 3-5 months. Mostly something to take his mind off of work when he was home. He enjoyed being with them but it just never worked out.

S • Sentimental

He is sentimental. He still has a soft spot for the outfit you wore on their first date and no matter how old it is he insists that you keep it. He will frequently drive past important places to the two of you. He doesn’t say anything, but his eyes are always so soft as he remembers whatever it was that happened there. He’ll never admit it but if you ever decided to make him a scrapbook/photo album he’d probably cry.

T • Tidy • What’s it like living with him?

He’s honestly a pretty wonderful roommate. It’s been drilled into his head order and routine. He cleans for about 10 minutes every morning, simple things like wipe down the kitchen, dust the living room, throw a load of laundry in. He finds great calmness in repetitive tasks. Clutter makes it hard for him to focus and it seriously makes his skin itch. He does hate vacuuming though so hopefully you’ll take that over for him. He’s also a decent cook, nothing fancy, but they are very much comfort meals. Steak with potatoes, stews, spaghetti, things like that. It’ll take him a while to get use to living with you, but it makes him feel safe. His favorite time of day is when both of you are settling into bed, mumbling things you just remembered about your day, his chin resting on top of your head, just being completely absorbed in you. Moments like these are things he never thought he could- or really deserved to have.

U • Ultimate • the ultimate way to weasel your way into his heart

The quickest way to Simon’s heart is honestly just paying attention to him. You notice when he’s feeling upset and instead of brushing him off as grumpy you take time out of your day to make him feel better. You had a rough day and say the only way it could be better is by him making you a cup of his famous tea- he’s melted. He shows up to a gathering and you show genuine excitement about his presence- might marry you right there. You were out shopping and bought a little something for him because it reminded you of him- someone sedate him. He knows he’s a tough nut to crack so when someone actually puts in the effort to get to know him it always shakes him to his core. You- someone who could have almost anyone- want him?

V • Vacation

His favorite vacations are small two-three day ones. Maybe both of you book a hotel a few towns over and spend the weekend exploring the quaint little town? Traveling takes a lot out of him. It sounds a bit silly given his profession but he isn’t the biggest fan of planes. In his defense he’s know some pilots who should definitely have their license revoked. Since he’s legally dead there are a few hoops to jump through when flying international. (Thankfully Price is the paperwork master) He also isn’t a fan of all the plannnning. Ugh. If you wanted to get him on a real week long vacation the whole thing will have to be a guided tour and he wants to have a buzz for most of it.

W • Wait • how long will they wait to marry you?

About three- four years. Small wedding. He refuses to say vows out loud but will absolutely write some and let you read them after the ceremony. Fighting back tears. He is actually invested in the planning portion of it- especially the cake. Price officiates the wedding and would absolutely walk you down the aisle if you requested. Johnny is best man. Gaz is the flower girl and the DJ. Your reception is fucking amazing (thanks Johnny) and you have the best wedding album ever.

X • eXtra

If you want this man in a pile of mush please for the love of god skim your fingers over his jaw and chin. It’s a sensitive area for him because it’s covered half the time and it’s also a way he self soothes. When he’s stressed or nervous he’ll rub at it and it really does physically calm him. It’s also a great way to get him to sleep or back to sleep on nights he’s struggling.

Y • You • How often does he think about you while he’s away?

With his job he is easily distracted. Nights away from you are hell though. He literally sleeps with one of your shirts. He has it balled up and tucked under his chin and tries his best to imagine it’s your head.

Z • Zzzzz

He likes to go to bed early and wake up early. He naturally runs cold- despite his size- and he needs the room like a meat locker to sleep. Big fluffy comforters are something that he absolutely indulges in. The two do you are pressed together all night to keep warm. He wears socks to sleep- fight him. He also wears a pair of tight boxers (he likes to be compressed) and a loose t shirt. He loves skin to skin contact, if he has a chance of being pressed against you naked you could probably get him to turn the thermostat up to a normal temperature. He doesn’t snore often but when he does it’s growly like a grizzly bear. He is a light sleeper so anytime you move or a loud car goes by he will wake up. It’s never too difficult to fall back asleep though. He does suffer from night terrors. You can tell when his having one because his body heat will rise and he’ll start to twitch in his sleep. At first he was very snippy when you tried to soothe him but that’s just because he was embarrassed. Eventually he comes to crave some of your touches to bring him back down to earth.

Hope you all liked this. If you don’t agree with anything you see here that’s fine too! This took me a ridiculously long time but I throughly enjoyed it. I’m debating on whether I should do Soap or Price next.

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luvrrgirl444 · 7 months

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chapter 14: genius

“hi, y/n and i’m here today with genius to explain the lyrics of my song ‘kill bill’.” you smiled at the camera.

“so, fun fact about kill bill is that it actually only took about 6 hours to produce. i, uh-” you laughed. “i saw this thing online and it made me feel some type of way, and i was like ‘i need to release what i feel right now.’ so, i took out my songbook and went crazy. i called up my friend jean, my producer, and i was crying,” you laughed again, and made a phone gesture with your hand and brought it up to your ear. “and i was like, ‘bro i just wrote these lyrics, can we make a song right now?’ and we did, in like 6 hours.”

VERSE 1

i’m still a fan even though i was salty

hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy

hate to see you happy if i’m not the one driving

“the person that this song is about is actually also an artist, and he’s actually really talented. so basically, i was saying that even though i hate that nigga,” you stuck up your middle finger. “he’s still a great artist, unfortunately. the next two lines are literal, uh, about a month, maybe a month and a half after we broke up, he was posted up with another girl. which was honestly really shitty because he broke up with me to ‘focus on his music’” you quirked your eyebrow and used quotation marks. “basically this whole song is about me being a jealous heartbroken bitch.” you sarcastically smiled.

PRE-CHROUS

i’m so mature, i’m so mature

i’m so mature, got me a therapist to tell me there’s other men

i don’t want none, i just want you

if i can’t have you, no one should

i might

“i was tryna convince myself that i was strong, and that this wasn’t hurting me as much as i thought it was, but it definitely was. literally wrote a whole muthafucking song about it.” you laughed. “we we’re dating for a long ass time to be honest, so with the ‘i don’t want none, i just want you’ lyric, it’s basically saying that i’ve been with you for so fucking long, it’s always been you, how am i supposed to move on, y’know? it’s lowkey corny but yeah. the last lyric is very um, yandere simulator vibes but it relates to the theme of the song, which is like jealousy and vengeance and possession.” you put your hands up. “don’t worry y’all, i’m not a criminal.”

CHORUS

i might kill my ex, not the best idea

his new girlfriend's next, how'd i get here?

i might kill my ex, i still love him though

rather be in jail than alone

“i can explain y’all, i’m not a killer or a criminal but imma be real, i was definitely having some intrusive thoughts. but everyone does. like, anyone who says they’ve never had thoughts about hurting someone that did them dirty, or fucked with them, they’re fucking lying, 100%. and relating to what i said before, we were together for so long. no matter how much i try to deny, the love is still there. it’s been built up for years, as much as i want to, i can’t magically forget it overnight.”

you continued on with singing the lyrics and explaining them until you completely finished the entire song.

“kill bill was an impulsive creation and release. we recorded and finished the song in like 6 hours, and i was like ‘i want to release this today’” you pointed downwards. “but everyone told me no.” you rolled your eyes. “so i asked when was the soonest we could release it, and it was like in 2 days. so the next day i posted on instagram saying that i was releasing a song tomorrow and that was it. there was no promo for it, which is why i’m so fucking shocked that it did so well. but, thank you to my fans, friends and family, i love you all. stream kill bill, album coming soon, bye!” you blew a kiss to the camera, before smiling and making heart with your hands.

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erenjaeger: whole lotta yip whole lotta yap

⤷ y/nsinterlude: BITCH

y/nsbby: ALBUM COMING SOON? HOW SOON IS SOON GIRL??

⤷ y/nsinterlude: im doing good wbu

valentinagomez: TE AMO MI AMOR 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏾

⤷ y/nsinterlude: TE AMO HERMOSA 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏾

user2000: i love u ur so real ❤️❤️

⤷ y/nsinterlude: im the realest i love u too 🤍

conswife: stop talking shit about connie omfg

shyshiloh: i just died 😵😵

⤷ y/nsinterlude: i’ll revive u bae

user182: not u still in love with that sick man..

⤷ y/nsinterlude: I DIDNT SAY THAT SHIT

jkirstein: professional yapper

⤷ y/nsinterlude: i’m beating your ass

user555: dont let c***** see that video..

🦋 !

- this chapter is fr just a whole lotta yapping but 🫣🫣

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sensitiveheartless · 1 month

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...Somethin' please!

Hiya, thanks for the ask! :D This is the fic which I started writing a while back and then completely forgot about (the non-descriptive title I gave it did not help lol) — but basically it's a very silly college AU where Albatross comes up with a very stupid plan for Chuuya to get kissed for the first time at a dorm party. (Dazai has known Chuuya since they were both fifteen and is internally Seething over the entire situation)

Here's a rather long snippet to give the proper vibe:

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Chuuya sighed, and thumped his head back against the wall of the closet.

Worse than the indignity of it all was how boring it was. Time felt like it crawled by even slower when he couldn’t even check the time on his phone.

Like anyone was going to come in, anyway. What kind of weirdo would be desperate enough to kiss someone who was blindfolded? And to kiss Chuuya, no less. He wasn’t exactly known for his sunny disposition. They’d probably be too afraid of him kicking them.

Chuuya shifted restlessly. He could just leave, he knew. Ditch the entire party. It seemed pretty lame so far, and it wasn’t like Chuuya wanted to be kissed…

Much.

…Alright, maybe he was a little curious, just to see what all the fuss was about.

But only a little. It was just that he hadn't ever gotten a chance to fool around during his high school years, not with how quickly everything went to shit—and even after Adam found him and things began to look up, Chuuya had been far too busy trying to put his life back together to bother with dating.

Still, this seemed like a pretty stupid way to lose his first kiss. Why the hell had Albatross thought this was a good idea?

Ugh. Whatever. He would give it another couple of minutes, and then he’d leave. Yeah. No one was gonna come in, anyway.

Of course, at that exact moment, the closet door creaked open.

Chuuya stiffened, glowering even though the other person wouldn't be able to see it. Raucous sounds from the party outside filtered in with the mystery person, at least until the closet door latched shut once again with a gentle click.

…So there were people desperate and weird enough to do this?!

“Hey,” Chuuya said, just to break the silence. He could hear the other person breathing, hushed and a little fast. Were they nervous? “Come to take a shot at it? Honestly, I think this whole thing is stupid as hell, but I’m not gonna stop ya.”

The other person’s breathing did something funny, but they didn’t move. They had to be standing quite close to Chuuya, considering how small the closet was, but the two of them weren’t touching at all.

After a moment of expectant silence, Chuuya frowned. “Oi, are you really just gonna stand there?” he asked, blindly reaching forward. “Who are you, anyw—?”

Before he could get out the last word, Chuuya found himself pulled abruptly into the person’s arms. Contrary to his expectations, however, he was not kissed—instead, he was crushed against the other’s chest, his cheek squished against what he guessed to be their collar bone.

Chuuya blinked behind the darkness of his blindfold.

This person had snuck in here, just to…hug him?

If it could even be called a hug, because it certainly wasn’t like any embrace Chuuya had received before. Nothing like the brisk but warm hugs he got from Adam, or the awkward one-armed hugs from Shirase, or the enthusiastic bone-crushing squeezes from Albatross whenever his friend got overexcited.

If anything, this grip was possessive, and seemed almost desperate with the way the person’s fingers dug into the curve of Chuuya’s spine, keeping the two of them plastered together. They were quite a bit taller than Chuuya, and their embrace was so tight that he could barely keep his toes on the ground.

It was annoying, but also kind of��interesting.

Chuuya tried to focus on the feeling of the fabric pressed against his cheek. Knitted, slightly scratchy material—with cables? A wool sweater?

It was certainly warm. Chuuya felt like he was burning up.

…He had really never been held like this before. Like the other person couldn’t bear to let him go. For the life of him, Chuuya didn’t know what to make of it.

After a few stunned moments, Chuuya squirmed a little. The arms around him loosened at once, allowing him to move his own hands up between them and brace himself against the mystery person’s chest.

Chuuya raised his chin towards where the other person’s face must be, and cocked his head to the side challengingly. “What? Was this all you wanted?” he asked, tapping a finger against the person’s chest. “Maybe you misunderstood the game, hmm? I thought you were supposed to ki—”

#I have no explanation for this one — except that I sometimes have an intense urge to put Chuuya in silly romcom situations #a) because i think he'd be hilarious in them #and b) I think he should get to experience some goofy low stakes shenanigans on occasion — dude goes through a lot #also always love Dazai getting chances to be Weird About ChuuyaTM lol #Dazai is losing his mind in this one akasdjfkdsjf #senhart's writing #ask game #long post

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peachesancreams · 30 days

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Angelic Wives

Vox, Alastor, and Husk

There is a spoiler for helluva boss is Voxs part, just a heads up

Summary: just a stream of thought on their wives, who they are and how they’d act in life and heaven

Vox

I see him running a TV program like a new up coming producer

he produced one of those musical/comedy jubilees, so people preformed or did comedy acts

meet his wife as she sang some cover of an older song, she had wanted to do her own original song but the studio vetoed it

he loved her voice and natural elegance, she thought his secretly pathetic nature was adorable

Old Hollywood IT couple vibes, but like any photos of them he’s blank or stoic looking

he just liked the contrast of his radiantly glowing wife to his darkness

she had no illusions about how terrible he was. She drank and smoked sure but she knew she had nothing on him morally

my headcanon is he got his head repeatedly smashed into a TV by someone he definitely stole the position from

I’ll say this once: She’s Only Heaven because of Him

Like she was a good person but if you’ve seen Helluva Boss you know you can like buy you’re way into heaven(donate it to good causes and the like)

Idk if they were a thing but i can see Vox taking out a life insurance policy on both him and his wife, either way when he passed she ended up loaded

didn’t want it, actually was SUPER depressed due to him passing so she kept enough to sustain herself but donated everything else

only went on TV on his death date, sang songs he loved or would’ve liked

did make only 1 album but it was very sad and it wasn’t popular when she was alive

was also murdered!! But in a mugging, her favorite pearl necklace got destroyed but she got to keep her ring(she wanted those damn pearls)

my first idea for her in heaven was to have a spotlight head akfbwjnxjdndkskd

honestly tho I think she’d be a Sand Cat, very rare but definitely not a house pet

people have mixed feelings about her being in heaven

it was cause she had a more ‘sexy starlet’ persona cause many people unconfirmed rumors

Now it’s mainly due to how she’s publicly admits to still loving her demon husband

knows they technically aren’t married “death do you part” and all, but she kept the ring dammit that’s her man

would be thrilled to know he had found a partner!!(partners of polyvees)

not the jealous type has a more “I can share as long as you have space for me in your heart” thought process

For Just Valentino

• “oh wow he found someone with the a similar moral compass! That is to say: none! Good for him.”

• think he’s very beautiful tbh

• “why are they both so damn tall…” jealous only of their height

For PolyVees

“I love the Evil Power Couple vibe….what? I can like it and know they are not good people! Logic people, come on.”

Craves velvettes designs, like heavens fashion has Christian Dior but she likes Velvettes fresh styles

would be curious about the relationship dynamics tbh like is her husband a hinge or what

Back to my HeadCannons!!

actually started her own jubilee program in heaven! Still takes a segment on Vs death day to sing him a song

It’s popular cause new souls who remember miss old MTV(I know I do) and older souls miss the performance aspect I bet

Heaven does have to check over what she’s putting on the program, it has to be clean and by heavens many rules after all

does a hosting segment on the weekends, she apparently got really popular after her death!!

People in heaven were gagged to see her being a TV host(Hell too if the Cherub commercial is anything to go by)

Alastor

met when they were young adults at Mimzys club, it was a slow romance like spring thawing out winter

A slow realization but quick to accept their love for the other, got married so quick people actually started to gossip

that was a theme in their life together, being gossiped about but no one confronting them

he was a famous radio host after all! And she was his lovely housewife, even if she was a yankee

(he doesn’t remember her but they meet when they were younger but only she remembered, didn’t say much cause she knows it wasn’t a happy time for him)

loved to forage and garden, paired with his hunting they always ate very fresh food. (He misses it not that he’d actually say to anyone)

I can see him living outside of New Orleans, not in the bayou but close to the swamps

she didn’t know about his murder hunts, and as he became a cannibal after death she never ate a victim

so while he was shot in the head, my personal headcanon was that people thought the hunter was the mass murderer and a mob got to him before police

I will write about this somewhere else because I have A Lot of thoughts on police work back then, plus the forensics that aid in this

she was of course devastated, she barely ate and when the police told her what happened the first time she fainted

they had to repeat themselves 3 times till it registered that her husband was dead

so many assumed she offed herself, but she just fell asleep in the bath after a breakdown

having drowned and gone to heaven, she finally got to meet the other most important person to Alastor!!

Abigail is also a deer, and was thrilled to meet she lil Al’s lady! Always lowkey knew what kinda person her boy was so is not surprised he isn’t in heaven

his wife is Upset and Confused, he should be here? Why isn’t he in paradise!

I t’s not a-typical but Sera had a meeting with her and basically was like “listen you didn’t know this so you were safe but…”

tells his wife everything, doesn’t hold anything back. Sera knows Abigail has an idea, but not the full picture

now she is Upset and Confused but for very different reasons.

She’s upset for many reasons; he lied to her, many times and in so many ways. She felt like a fool

Confused at herself because she still…misses him. And loves him. He was her Al, sweet with terrible jokes and his mamas recipes.

She shouldn’t. Right? He’s evil and where he belongs.

Opened a coffee shop because she needed something to do, and with no forests to forage she turned to Abigail who turned her to cooking/baking

her menu has his favorite snack foods, and a handful of sweet items that she rotates out

expanded to matcha and espresso in the modern years, but kept her coffee shop in a vintage design

think a tea room design but for a coffee shop

Husk

Ok so Husk always gave me ex-solider vibes, like the drinking and gambling? Coping mechanisms

Husk was probably a very hard man to love and did a lot of learning down in Hell

I can see him leaving his family, but only cause he saw it as the debt leaving with him

(It did and ended up being the reason he died, owing money to the wrong people)

His wife, the reason he can not love, was tough as nails at least on the outside

Would and did roll up her sleeves and did the “man’s work” around the house; fixed up the car, plumbing, made a table out of a tree that fell in the yard

If she could learn how to do it, she put her all into it

When he left took up neighborhood odd jobs, many actually used her for childcare and it inspired her to open her home to kids in need.

They didn’t get to have any kids before he left, they tried but…well she always ended up saying her kids came to her later in life

Caring for and loving those kids are why she’s in heaven, she thankfully passed while not fostering any young ones

Spontaneous heart attack, wasn’t surprised liked her meat and potatoes

Mainly white Calico, long haired to Husks medium(fluffycatsfluffycatsfluffycats)

Not surprised Husk isn’t in heaven, he was a soldier he killed people. Is a lil surprised she’s there

She was a kind woman, a hard life made her have a hard exterior

She did what she could for the children she could, but never saw it as enough

If Hell has children then Heaven probably does too

Opened a few orphanages, got permission from the Seraphim’s and everything

Isn’t a director but does do monthly check ins to make sure everything is to her standards. Wants the best for these kids.

Thinks about Husk in a bittersweet way, knows he’s probably enjoying all the gambling dens and ladies

He was faithful in life and that’s more then most women got, she doesn’t mind him seeking others

It doesn’t matter that she hasn’t tried looking for another, she always preferred her own company anyway

She had been annoyed and angry at him in life for leaving but in the afterlife…..in small quiet moments she thinks about him

all dividers are credited to @saradika-graphics

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin vox #hazbin husk #x reader #vox x reader #alastor x reader #husk x reader #they do have names and all that junk #but I’ll do it later #it’s in my drafts I PROMISE #I’m just #lazy soencjejfjfkz

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thehottiesknoweren · 5 months

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Keep that toxic ass love

“If that’s the way you love then i don’t want any of that shit”

Choso x reader

Tw: toxic relationship, breaking in and entering, smut (poorly written sorry), choso breaking shit/destroying stuff and overall needing therapy, mentions of pregnancy ( barely even there dw)

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It was a regular Saturday for you.

Cleaning,

Cooking,

And fighting with choso.

You sighed as he kept blowing up your phone, he was cursing your out one minute and professing his love the next and honestly it was exhausting,

Last night you went to a party with your friend and posted you having fun on your story, drinking, smoking and just being a vibe.

You and Choso hadn’t been speaking to each other for at least a week, you guys were on a break, Or more like he was on a break and you were just done with his ass completely.

After viewing your story he spammed your phone with a bunch of nonsense which you didn’t reply to and simply just blocked him.

That was a mistake.

Ten minutes later he was at your house slashing your tires, and then he quickly drove away when he was done.

He then messaged you from a different number rambling again which you also blocked but that didn’t stop him.

No.

He just kept getting new numbers and you decided to feed into him a little because why wouldn’t you if he wasn’t going to leave you alone?

Choso: people who love each other don’t go out with other people while they’re just taking a break from the one they love.

Y/n: you used the wrong “they’re” it’s *their* 💀

Y/n: someone who loved you wouldn’t care about that yet I do doesn’t that tell you something goofy?

After sending that message you blocked his number again and put down your phone but who would’ve guessed this man got a new damn number.

“Text now need to take away his damn subscription or some shit damn” you yelled to yourself.

Choso: you don’t love me yet that’s all you could say when you were creaming on my dick huh? Lying ass bitch.

Y/n: never creamed on your dick. The orgasms you gave me were so weak they wouldn’t have been enough to cover the tip. All that dick yet you don’t know how to use that shit…. And how you love me but ima bitch? I see why your mother didn’t want your bipolar ass. Leave me alone don’t you got better things to do?

Y/n: And another thing, yes I don’t love you. That left last month when you thought it was okay to buss out my windows and made me cut up my thighs piece of shit. I wish you were swallowed.

Choso: I paid for the window and kissed every scar I left on your body. I didn’t mean for it to go that far, I just blacked out,

Choso: I know I’m acting crazy but I need you baby, I need my baby give me another chance I’ll get help I’ll make it right,

Y/n: Every time I do you hurt me. Do you know how much shit you’ve done to me? Choso I’ll probably never be with another man and I know that makes you happy but it shouldn’t, you’ve hurt me so bad, physically, emotionally and verbally I can’t even want a relationship. Just stop coming around I don’t need you.

He stopped texting you after this and you went to go lay down in your bedroom, sobbing in the process.

You knew deep down you loved him and wanted to be with him, he’s all you knew.

He’s the first person to explore your body and teach you what feeling good in bed meant, he was the first person to take you on dates, shopping sprees and wouldn’t let you lift a finger when you didn’t feel good, he always took care of you, did you lie earlier to hurt his ego? Yes but you had to.

Because he was also the person who slut shamed you, insulted you, broke into your house, broke everything you owned, just a few weeks ago he cut up most of your clothes that he didn’t like and burnt them, he also never knew when he was wrong and would blow the smallest thing out of proportion when you proved him wrong saying you were ungrateful.

And do you know how he solved all of this?

Sex and shopping spree’s

but to be honest you were pretty sure the sex was for him. He would destroy your health in every possible way and then he would only opt to take you shopping and then after that he would get you into the bedroom and fuck you until you were crying his name and spewing affirmations of love.

And you couldn’t take that anymore. Everyone told you that you deserved more than a man who only offered you sex and money, and although you didn’t really believe them and wanted to be with Choso you noticed that being around him only hurt you

As you were deep in thought you weren’t aware that your breathing was heavy and you were sobbing, you were having a panic attack.

The bed sunk down and a pair of hands wrapped around your stomach, you knew exactly who it was

“it’s okay” he whispered in your ear trying to calm you down.

“Choso I can’t do this with you anymore” you said. Your breathing got a little calmer, “I-I’ve been going to therapy and-“

He cut you off, “you know how I feel about that shit, why would you go?” he was getting mad so you got up out of the bed,

“That’s why. Look at the way you act” you said, also getting a bit mad and confused because he just said he would go to be with you but at last it was probably another meaningless lie spewing from his lips.

“I’m sorry that I act that way but it’s because I love you, I get mad because I love you and don’t want to lose you, it’s like when I see you doing things I don’t like I get angry and black out because I’m scared of losing you but I’m not realizing the things I do are causing me to lose you” he got up and tried to hold your waist but you pulled away.

“If that’s the way you love then i don’t want any of that shit” you looked him dead in the face letting him know you meant what you said, “if your love is you hurting me any time we argue then keep it choso” you broke eye contact because you could feel yourself starting to cry.

You felt him wrap his arms around you but you didn’t stop him, he begin to place kisses on your forehead while holding you in his arms, “I’m sorry baby, please don’t cry my love” you could hear him sniffing and looked into his eyes to see tears there too,

Suddenly he picked you up and laid you on the bed quickly getting on top of you and laying down. He kissed your chin and kept saying how sorry he was while keeping his arms wrapped around your body.

You didn’t respond but you didn’t stop him and after a while you two just laid there in silence, not a word from either of you until he decided to speak again, “I’d do anything for moments like this, moments I get to hold you” he started kissing your neck,

“Choso we can’t keep doing this, if you say you’re gonna change than do it. I can’t wait for you much longer”

He stopped kissing your neck and looked at you with a smile, he knew you were giving him a second chance, “I will baby I promise.” He kissed you passionately amd you couldn’t help but be happy,

His kiss begin to go lower and he slowly made his way back to your neck, he took his time sucking on every area his lips touched,

And his lips kept getting lower and lower until he made it to the end of the bed, he was quick to take off the skimpy satin nightgown you had on, underneath it was just you in panties no bra,

He quickly stood up and started to take off his belt and as soon as he was done he wasted no time taking off your panties and spreading your pretty legs,

He dragged one of his fingers through your folds picking up some of your juices and making you moan and arch your back in the process he put his finger in his mouth. “Just how I like it. Good girl” he said positioning his head in between your legs.

He quickly put his tongue to work and showed your touch deprived pussy just what it missed.

You never touched yourself when you and Choso were arguing, because you knew he would be right back. You felt as though only letting him touch you made you crave him more and although you would never admit it to him you never saw yourself giving up on him and not touching yourself was basically a guarantee that you wouldn’t lose fillings.

Choso on the other hand would touch himself to the thought of you everyday or sometimes just the control he had on you, he would think about how he was the only person to ever have you and only person you ever allowed to touch you. Shit like that turned him on.

Your legs started to shake intensely as he ate you out and just as you were about to cum he stopped,

He got off his knees and stood right in front of you, he put his body in between your legs and aligned his cock with your entrance, “you ready?” He looked at you but you only gave him a moan in response.

As he entered you, he could here the wet sound pussy made and that was music to his ears only making him speed up his pace to hear it more

“Fuck” he said under his breath,

You were a moaning mess for this man

He felt himself get closer to his orgasm so he came closer to your face and placed kisses all over it, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he continued to thrust inside you,

Soon you could feel him leaking inside you making you arch your back, you knew he was trying to hold his orgasm so that you could cum with him because his thrust were sloppy but firm enough so that you could feel good.

As soon as he felt your nails dig into his back he knew you were cumming.

As you painted his cock he painted your insides, “I love you” he kisses you one more time before exiting your pussy,

You could feel him getting off the bed and then you saw him entering the bathroom, you heard running water and was about to doze off but Choso came and picked you up bridal style.

He made sure you peed and cleaned you both up, “you made a mess in the bed now I have to change the sheets” he chuckled while you sat in your vanity chair wrapped in a towel, you watched him change the sheets and take the other ones to the washing machine. You couldn’t help but smile at him, he was so cute.

He came back into the room this time he didn’t have that same cute look though, he seemed mad and as he looked directly at me I couldn’t help but wonder why,

“What the fuck is this?” He held up something pink and white and as I looked closely I saw it was a test.

The test.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #choso #choso smut #jujutsu kaisen choso #jjk choso #choso kamo #choso x y/n #toxic choso

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flightlessangelwings · 8 months

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Coming Back to You

Biker!Axe Woves x fem!reader (no use of y/n)

Word count- 6.5k

Dialogue prompt- “ if you wanna hurt them, you’re going to have to get through me, first. “ Action prompt- [ KILL ]: sender, seeing the receiver in immediate and intentionally fatal danger, intervenes by killing their assailant before they can kill the receiver.

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), biker au, modern setting with star wars names and vibes, mutual pining, found family, protective!Axe, minor character death, minor violence (nondescript), mention of past parental death, attempted kidnapping, reader works at a bar/cantina

Notes- Well, September's Year of Protectiveness changed a lot but I'm so excited to share this one with y'all! @yearofcreation2023 And I know Greez is from another part of the timeline and a totally different story, but I love him and it's my au so I'm using the characters I want to lol! I hope y'all like this cause I really liked writing it! Shout out to all the Axe Woves girlies (gn)!!

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The warm breeze hit Axe Woves’ face pleasantly as his motorcycle roared down the sandy roads of Tatooine. It was a desert country, with not much to see, but its location made it valuable to many trade routes of the motorcycle clubs around. Plus it was a place where a lot of people with bounties on their heads liked to hide out, which is why the Mandalorians- an MC that mostly was made up of bounty hunters- found themselves there often.

Tatooine was a place where people passed through mostly, not somewhere one would stay permanently. There were those that did, however; someone had to run the ports and hotels and bars. But overall, it wasn’t somewhere Axe ever stayed more than one night at a time.

Exhaustion started to hit him, though, and once he got close to Mos Eisley, the capital city and heart of Hutt territory, he decided to pull over for a rest and recharge. On the outskirts sat a welcoming-looking cantina, and Axe pulled his loud blue bike up to it.

“Winking Skeever Cantina,” he muttered to himself as he took his helmet off and took a deep breath of fresh air. He wasn’t expecting much- there never was much going on at quiet dives like this. But all the breath was knocked out of his lungs when he walked through the doors and saw the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life… Unfortunately, you were in trouble.

“I told you it’s over Cen,” your voice was stern as you tried to yank yourself free of his grip, “Please leave!”

“But babe please,” the man, Cen, pleaded as he refused to let go of his grasp on your wrist, “Just give me one more chance. I promise I’ll do better.”

“No,” you snapped back, “Let me go, asshole!”

“But…”

Cen was interrupted when a strong, gloved hand grabbed him and forcefully pulled him off of you, “I believe the lady told you ‘no,’” Axe’s smooth voice came out soft, yet it hid an undertone of threat behind his words.

Fired up, Cen was about to launch himself at the stranger, but he stopped in his tracks when he recognized the unmistakable skull on the leather jacket and froze, “A Mandalorian…” he breathed as all the fight left his body.

Your eyes went wide as you took a couple steps back to put some distance between you and your ex. Without even realizing it, you had placed yourself behind the handsome Mandalorian stranger.

He glanced at you and gave you a quick wink before he turned back to Cen, “So you know what I am,” his tone dropped, “Are we going to have a problem here?” Axe hovered his hand over his gun, more of a threat than an intent to use it, but Cen didn't need to know that.

“N-no,” he stuttered.

“Will I see you around here bothering this lady again?” Axe’s eyes burned as he squeezed Cen’s wrist even tighter.

“N-no,” he sounded like a completely different man than just moments ago. Cen was scared and powerless, and wanted nothing more than to run out of the bar and never come back.

“Good,” Axe didn’t realize his grip on him just yet though, “Before you go, apologize to the lady.”

“Sorry.”

“Not good enough,” Axe growled as he slammed his head against the wall.

“I’m sorry,” Cen huffed out between heavy breaths.

Satisfied, Axe released him and before he could even take a step back, Cen bolted out the door. Axe stared for a few moments, making sure he was gone for good, before he turned back to you, “Are you alright?” he addressed you with a softer, gentler tone.

It took you a moment to process that the Mandalorian had said anything; you were too lost in his deep eyes, handsome features and the fact that he jumped in with no hesitation to save you. Your heart pounded as he stared at you expectantly, “Yes,” you breathed as your shoulders dropped, “Thank you,” you added, “For getting rid of my ex. He would not leave me alone, even though I’ve told him it’s over about a hundred times.”

Axe frowned, “Perhaps I should stick around for a while. Make sure he doesn’t come back.”

Your skin burned hotter than the desert sun outside, “I…” you let out a deep breath, “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want, Mandalorian.”

“Axe,” he reached for you hand and gently raised it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of it, “Axe Woves.”

You trembled in his soft grip as you gave him your name, “I’ve never actually met a Mandalorian before, but I’ve heard the stories.”

“I hope they mention how devilishly charming some of us are,” Axe couldn’t help the cheesy line and spilled from his lips. But when you giggled at his antics, his own heart fluttered in his chest.

“That was a pleasant surprise,” you quipped back as you subtly shimmied your shoulders. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes for several moments as the jukebox played quietly in the background. Neither of you heard much of the music, though, as both your hearts pounded loudly in your chest.

You broke the silence first as you cleared your throat, “Sit anywhere you like, Axe,” you gestured to the empty bar, “Whatever you want is on the house. My uncle owns the place, I know it’ll be alright.”

“How kind of you,” Axe smiled as he sat down at the bar. He was about to say something else when the kitchen doors burst open and a short man stormed in.

“Hey, hey, hey, we don’t want any trouble here, Mando!” he chastised in a thick accent. His grey hair was thinning on top, but he still had a long, thick beard. He pushed you behind him protectively, “Don’t go around hurting my family, you hear!”

“Uncle Greez!” you hissed as you stepped out from behind him, “This is Axe Woves,” you gestured to him, “He saved me. He got Cen to finally leave for good,” the relief in your voice was apparent.

The fire in his eyes quickly dissipated as his shoulders dropped, “Oh,” he said as he visibly relaxed, “Well that’s ok then.” Thought he relaxed, Greez kept his guard up.

You shot him a smile as you patted his shoulder as dashed behind the bar, quickly pouting Axe a drink and sliding it to him. A shock ran up your skin as his fingers brushed over yours as he took the glass from you. You gasped softly at the contact and snapped your eyes up to meet his and again, for a moment you were lost in them.

It wasn’t until Greez cleared his throat that you jumped back and gathered yourself again, “Sorry,” you mumbled, more to yourself than to anyone else.

“We got tables over there to wait. Our cantina doesn’t serve itself you know,” Greez pointed to the booths on the other end of the small cantina that suddenly had people in them. You hadn’t even heard them come in as you were too enthralled with the Mandalorian who sat at the bar.

“On it,” you replied to your uncle before you turned back to Axe, “Be right back.”

“I’ll be here, darling,” he lifted his glass in a cheer.

Greez watched as the Mandalorian never took his eyes off of you. For several minutes, he stood in silence as his own emotions boiled over to the surface and he cleared his throat again to get his attention.

Axe had to look down to meet Greez’s eyes, and he had to fight his own feelings to keep a neutral expression on his face. He knew a protective family member when he saw one.

“You know,” Greez started as he stepped closer, “Your kind has a bit of a reputation for being the toughest M.C. out there…”

Axe took a sip of his drink, “That we do,” he nodded, “But it’s because we have to be, not because we want to be.”

Greez sighed, “I know you guys ain’t nothing like the Hutts or anything,” he sat down next to Axe, “I just don’t want to see her hurt is all,” he paused, “She may not be blood, but she’s still the only family I got left.” The solumness in his tone said there was more left unspoken, but that was for another time.

Axe nodded, “I understand. Family is important to the Mandalorians too… Blood or not blood.” He paused as he opened his mouth to say something else, something along the lines of not wanting to hurt you either, but he left that thought hanging in the air.

Greez grabbed a glass of his own and listed it towards the biker, “Then I believe we are at an understanding.”

“That we are,” he replied softly as he tapped his glass against Greez’s.

As the cantina filled in with the evening rush, you became too busy to stop and talk to Axe again unless it was to bring him his order. Yet, even with the commotion of the crowd, you always felt his watchful eye on you, and it made you feel safe. And true to his word, Axe stayed for several hours until he was sure that your ex wouldn’t come back.

He left a generous tip on the bar and slipped out before you could even notice. You couldn’t deny that it made your heart sink when you turned around and saw he was gone. In the corner by the kitchen doors, you saw your uncle Greez standing there, who gave you an understanding nod before he went back into the kitchen.

It was several weeks before you saw Axe Woves again. Yet, you couldn’t help the hopeful gaze whenever you saw the cantina doors open followed by the disappointment that it wasn’t him. The day Axe finally came back, your face lit up as you couldn’t hide your excitement at seeing him again. He never made any promise to return, yet you couldn’t help the feeling that you’d see him again, that he would come back to you. And he did.

The truth was, Axe wanted to come back the next day, but duty called him away longer than he would have liked. He smirked and nodded at you as his heart secretly fluttered in his chest at the way your smile beamed brightly at him. Maker, you were stunning.

“Your usual, Mr. Woves?” you asked slyly as he sat down at the same stool at the bar.

“That sounds wonderful, my lady,” he answered back with the same flirtatious tone.

You bit your lip as you felt your skin tingle under his gaze. And you couldn’t help but notice the bruise on his cheek, but you tried to keep your face neutral as your eyes glanced down.

He noticed though, of course, “It’s nothing, darling,” Axe tried to ease your obvious worry, “You should see the other guy,” he added with an amused huff.

Your face dropped for just a moment but you quickly gathered yourself, “I’m glad,” you breathed.

Axe took a sip of the drink you slid to him, “Has our friend been back at all?” he asked with a pointed tone on the word “friend.”

“Not once,” you replied with a relieved tone.

“Good,” he winked at you before someone else called your attention and you went back to work. Axe stayed for several hours just to make sure you were truly safe.

Over the next few weeks, Axe Woves returned several times. And every time, you both never resisted the urge to flirt with each other. Except for the one time you seemed distressed and distracted, though you instead you were alright. Axe stayed a little bit longer that day until you were back to your usual self.

Every time you saw each other, the tension grew, yet it remained unspoken. Even Greez made a comment about how much the Mandalorian biker affected you; “Please, not in front of me, I don’t wanna see that,” he mumbled.

It was afternoon, a slow day, with hardly anyone at the cantina. You and Greez took the opportunity to clean the bar when a familiar face strode through the door. You looked up from what you were doing and smiled as you met Axe’s gaze. Greez nodded politely but then scoffed playfully as he teased you under his breath.

“Uncle,” you hissed, nudging him.

“Quiet day today,” Axe commented as he sat down at the bar.

“Yeah,” you replied, unsure of what to make of the way he stared deep into your eyes, as if he was searching through your soul for something. It made your skin burn and your hands tremble, and you couldn’t help the way your eyes wandered down his strong shoulders and broad chest. You noted the patches on his leather jacket, and you knew on the back from watching him walk away he had the signature Mandalorian mythosaur.

“Hey,” Axe whispered your name, drawing your attention back to the present.

“Yeah?”

“How about we go for a ride?” he asked suavely.

“I…” you stuttered as your heart pounded in your chest, “I…”

“Oh go on,” Greez interrupted, “It’s slow here today anyway.”

You snapped to meet his gaze, surprised he would encourage you. But, you knew that Greez only ever looked out for your best interest, and he could tell how much his biker meant to you. And, if Greez had to admit, Axe Woves was a good man under the leather and the biker persona.

Turning back to Axe, you lit up, “That sounds great,” you replied in a hushed tone as you came around the bar and slid your hand into his extended one.

“Just make sure you get her back in one piece, you hear, Mando!” Greez called out to the two of you.

“I will keep her safe,” Axe turned back to your uncle, “You have my word.”

A giggle escaped your lips as you let Axe lead you to his bike hand in hand. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt his strong grip as he held your hand tightly, but you stopped in your tracks and let out a gasp when he brought you outside and you got a good look at his bike for the first time, “It’s gorgeous…”

“She is,” Axe replied, his eyes never leaving you, “Now I’m going to need you to hold onto me tight. Can you do that?”

You broke your gaze off of his bike and your face warmed when you replied his face was only inches from yours, “Yeah,” you breathed.

It was exhilarating the way the wind hit your face and the bike roared underneath you as Axe drove you both down the long, winding desert roads of Tatooine. You understood now why people chose the life of a biker in a motorcycle club. Even after one ride you craved more, but you were sure it was also because of who you rode with. You kept your arms wrapped tightly around Axe’s torso, leaning against his shoulder when you got tired of holding yourself up. And the way his warmth and the smell of his leather jacket engulfed your senses lit a new fire within you.

Axe drove you around for what felt like hours, and the sun was starting to set when you felt the bike slow down. “We’re here,” he yelled over his shoulder to you.

Looking up, you saw a little oasis in the distance, a sanctuary in the desert. Your heart pounded as he brought the bike into the trees, escaping the harsh suns. With a sigh, you pushed yourself off, with help from Axe’s strong hand of course.

“How did you like your first ride?” he asked with a satisfied grin as he slipped off his gloves. Axe already knew by the look on your face that you enjoyed it, but he wanted to hear you say it.

“It was amazing,” you breathed as you looked around, “And this place… I had no idea this was here!”

“MC secret, darling,” Axe quipped back with a wink, “Out here is Tuskin territory, but the Mandalorians have an agreement with them, so we’re perfectly safe here,” he glanced at you, still looking around in awe, “We use it as a rest stop on our long trips through the desert.”

“It’s beautiful,” you were mesmerized by the sanctuary the little oasis offered. It wasn’t very big, but it had enough trees to offer a shelter from the elements, as well as a little pond in the center. There was a small camp set up with supplies so passers-by could restock on their way.

“That it is,” he sighed, his eyes never leaving yours once more. But this time, you caught his gaze, and you knew exactly what his intentions were. Axe thought it was charming how your eyes went wide and you held your breath just a little longer before you looked down at the ground. He reached out and took your hand gingerly, “Let’s sit, darling.”

The two of you settled in the little camp on some blankets in front of the pond. It was quiet and remote, yet you felt perfectly safe with Axe. Together the two of you sat in a comfortable silence, his thumb brushing across the back of your hand ever so slightly.

“So,” Axe broke the silence, “Does your uncle always chase any potential suitors of yours? Except for that ass… What's his name..? That he failed to.”

You laughed softly, “He’s just protective of me, that’s all. Uncle Greez is a good man. It’s just…” you sounded distant suddenly.

“I didn’t mean…”

“It’s alright,” you cut him off. Letting out a deep sigh, you decided to tell him, “The Hutts killed my parents when I was really young. I don’t know what happened, something about a debt I guess…” you paused as you saw Axe frown, “Greez took me in. He raised me as his own. We’re all each other has…. Just us and our bar…” you trailed off, as if you had something else to say but you decided to leave it.

Axe whispered your name as he reached out and cupped your face, “I give you my word,” he sounded firm, “I will never let anything happen to you… Or your uncle, or the cantina.”

Your mouth dropped open, but all words were lost as he crashed his lips to yours. Axe swallowed the moan you let out as he held you tightly, sealing his promise with action. He groaned as you grabbed onto his jacket and kissed his back, clinging to him just as firmly as he held you.

As your tongues danced together, you shifted yourself and climbed into his lap, straddling him and deepening the kiss. You gasped against Axe’s lips when you felt his cock was already half hard underneath you, and you couldn’t help but buck your hips a few times, grinding against him. As you did so, his hands slipped under your shirt, and you both felt a jolt when his skin touched yours. Breaking away with a gasp, you looked deep into Axe’s eyes, and saw that they were blown black with desire.

“Darling,” HIs tone was low, “As much as I’m enjoying this, are you sure this is what you want? Because if we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to hold back.”

His words made you whimper, and you felt his cock twitch underneath you, “I want this,” you murmured as you held his face in your hands, “I want you.”

“Fuck, darling,” he groaned, “I’ve never needed anyone more,” he confessed as he kissed you once more, this time while his hands roamed under your shirt.

You moaned into his mouth as Axe’s rough hands cupped your breasts and his calloused fingers ran over your nipples, “Axe…” you breathed as you broke away for him to remove your shirt.

“You’re gorgeous,” he purred before he lurched forward and took one of your breasts in his mouth.

You let out a loud moan as you threw your head back and buried your hands in his hair. As his tongue swirled around your nipple, you rocked against his hardening cock and tugged at the thick strands, the need between both of you growing quickly.

Axe broke away with a loud pop before he trailed his hands down your sides, savoring the goosebumps that erupted on your skin as he did so. But, when he reached your pants, he paused and looked back into your eyes. You swallowed hard, meeting his burning gaze. You were sure he could hear the way your heart pounded, and you felt the way he physically strained to hold himself back.

With one nod from you, though, he let go. Axe dove his hand underneath your pants and cupped your pussy. You gasped as he wasted no time in slipping a finger inside you followed by another.

“Fuck,” you breathed as you rocked your hips in time with his fingers, “Axe…”

“I love it when you say my name, darling,” he mumbled.

Tugging on his leather jacket, you suddenly felt even more desperate, “Axe… Please…” you whimpered as you tugged it off his shoulders, “Let me see you too… Please fuck me.”

Axe groaned loudly, “You know I can never say no to you, darling,” his voice was low and guttural as he pulled out of you and quickly stripped both himself and you in heated desperation.

The moment you were both free of your last bits of clothing, you straddled Axe once more, this time his cock free and at full attention. You hovered yourself over the tip, feeling your own wetness drip down, which Axe certainly noticed.

“Darling, you have never looked more beautiful than you do right now,” Axe grabbed onto your waist to help guide you down onto his cock as the sun started to set behind you.

Both of you gasped loudly as the tip of his cock pushed past your entrance. You leaned forward and grabbed onto his shoulders for support as he helped you slowly impale yourself on his length. Inch by inch, his cock filled you up, and the stretch burned so deliciously, until you were seated on his lap with all of him buried deep inside you.

Breathing heavily, you leane dback to look the biker in the eyes, and the look of pure admiration on his face made your heart slip a beat.

“Nevermind,” he purred as he kissed you tenderly, “Now you’ve never looked more beautiful.”

“Axe…”

Without another word, he bucked his hips up, thrusting his cock into you more. Your mouth dropped open as loud moans flowed freely as he fucked into you from below. Axe watched in awe as your breasts bounced while you rocked your hips to match his rhythm while the setting sun illuminated your figure beautifully. Maker, you were like a goddess as you rode his cock in the setting sun.

Together the two of you found your perfect rhythm as you picked up your pace. Moans and groans filled the empty air as Axe’s cock dove deeper and deeper into your pussy, eventually hitting that sweet spot that made your scream.

“That’s it, darling,” he cooed as he rubbed your clit with his thumb, “Let me see how lovely you are when you cum on my cock.”

“Fuck… Axe…” you cried out as your entire body tingled.

You dug your nails into his shoulders hard, but he didn’t care. Axe bucked his hips into you harder and faster and his thumb worked your clit with expert precision. Incoherent mumbles flowed from your lips until you froze for a moment as your climax hit. And with a loud scream, you threw your head back and came hard, gushing between your bodies as you rode out your orgasm on his cock.

Axe lost himself for a moment as he watched you fall apart. But the way your inner muscles squeezed his cock hard quickly brought him back and with a few more thrusts, he came deep inside you with a low growl of your name. As he rode out both your climaxes, Axe yanked you against him and kissed you deeply as you both collapsed down onto the ground.

For several moments, neither of you moved, both too exhausted and too comfortable to. You laid on top of him, his cock still buried inside you… and it was perfect. Axe wrapped his arms around you, stroking your head tenderly as he felt your heart pound against his. He kissed your temple softly before he rolled you both onto your sides, slipping out of you as he did so.

The gasp you let out mirrored the one you let out when he entered you, but Axe never let you go far. He quickly gathered you in his arms and rested your head on his chest, holding you tightly. The moon and the stars had begin to shine brightly in the sky, making the oasis much cooler than it had been.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured as he reached for a blanket and wrapped it around both your bodies. He knew eventually he would have to take you back home, but for now, Axe just wanted to savor every second he could you with, and having you in his arms was more than he ever could have asked for.

Axe had never been back to the same cantina as much as he did to this one… to you. From the moment he met you he knew there was something about you, something that drew him in, something he couldn’t turn away from. You were different, you were special. And the more times he came back to you, the more he couldn’t deny his quickly growing feelings for you. The once long, lonely, quiet, road became an adrenaline rush since Axe knew it brought him to you. His heart pounded as he rode his bike down the now familiar streets towards your cantina.

But this time when he pulled up, his heart sank.

As he steered his bike towards the bar, he noticed something parked out front that wasn’t normally there: bikes. Not just any bikes either. These were distinct and stood out from others to be instantly recognizable. And Axe did not like who they belonged to: the Hutts.

And he knew there was trouble the moment the patrons rushed out of the cantina. But, when Axe didn’t see you among them, his blood ran cold, even in the hot Tatooine sun. Fear pulsed through his veins as he suddenly worried you were hurt at the hands of the Hutts… or worse.

“What would they want with you?” he whispered to himself as he pulled around the back, parking next to a van that had the license plate “Mantis” on it.

Quietly, Axe snuck in the back door and snuck his way around to the bar area where he heard your voice. Relief washed over him to know that you were still alive at least, but he knew he had to act fast if he wanted to keep it that way. Thankfully, everyone else had fled the bar so the only ones inside were you, Greez and two representatives from the Hutt gang.

“I told you I don’t have the money yet,” you pleaded with the Hutt prospect, “Please I just need a little more time.”

“You’re already overdue, sweetheart,” the other man in the Hutt jacket spat back at you, “Your time is up.”

“Wait, I’m sure we can come to an understan…” Greez tried to reason with him, and take their attention off of you, but he smacked his hard across the face so that he hit the ground hard with a groan.

“Uncle Greez!” you screamed as you tried to run for him, but the large man grabbed you before you could get to him, “Let me go you fucking shithead!” you yelled as you tried to break free.

“You’re coming with us, sweet girl,” he sneered, “I think the boss will really like you…”

You gasped as your heart sank in your chest at the implication. Tears of frustration filled your eyes as you tried once more to yank yourself free, but once more it was pointless and he just tightened his grip on you.

But your luck was about to change as a voice rang through the empty bar from the back end of the space.

“Let her go.”

The two Hutts froze and turned back, but the one who held you kept a firm grasp on you.

“Axe…” you breathed in relief.

He emerged from the shadows with his gun raised and pointed at the Hutts. Axe took a moment to assess the room, and while he did so he noticed that Greez was still knocked out on the floor, but he noticed he was still breathing.

The one who held you pulled you flushed against him, using you to block the Mandalorian’s shot, while the other raised his own gun at him. “What the fuck is a Mando doing here?” he shouted.

“Perhaps you didn’t hear me… I said: let her go,” Axe kept his cool facade up to hide the fact he was terrified. Not for himself, of course, but for you. He hated seeing you in harm’s way, especially involving a group like the Hutts. But, for now, his priority was freeing you, and he was going to do everything in his power to get you safely back in his arms.

“You don’t scare us Mandalorian,” the prospect spat as he readied his gun, “You’re on our territory.”

“And this girl is coming with us,” the one who held you leaned in close to your ear, “She’s ours now.”

A chill ran up your spine as a soft whisper escaped your lips and you shut your eyes. But, it only made Axe angrier and he tightened his grip on his gun. Thinking fast, he said your name in a soft voice. He waited for you to open your eyes and he gave you a flash of a smile, “Look at me, darling,” he addressed you and only you, “Keep your eyes on me, alright? Trust me.”

You shook in your captor’s arms but you nodded ever so slightly.

The man only cackled though, “What are you going to do, Mando?” he spat, “You’re not going to shoot me while I’ve got the girl.”

“Oh, but you’re forgetting, my Hutt friend,” Axe sounded cocky and snarky as he cocked his gun, “Mandalorians are the best shooters around.”

Everything happened in a flash. It only took one shot for Axe to hit your captor right between the eyes. And just a second after, he shot at the prospect’s hand, knocking his gun out of his grip. As the body of the Hutt fell towards the ground, Axe crossed the room at record speed, taking you in his arms and swinging you behind him so that he shielded you with his own body from the one that still stood.

“If you want to hurt her, you have to get through me first,” Axe’s voice was strong and loud as he aimed his gun at the other Hutt, “This bar and this woman are under the protection of The Mandalorians,” he paused. “Go! Tell your boss I will be there shortly to discuss this matter.”

Suddenly afraid, the remaining Hutt scrambled out of the bar and hopped on his bike. Axe didn’t lower his gun, or his guard, until he heard the bike roar to life and dive off. He stayed pointed at the door for several more moments until he finally broke his composure, turning to you and gathering you in his arms, holding you as tight as he could, “Are you alright, darling?” he broke away just enough to look you over, “Are you hurt?”

The worry in his eyes was something you hadn’t seen before, and it made your heart skip a beat, “N-no…” you responded meekly. Then you gasped, “Uncle Greez!”

Axe let you go and followed you and you lunged for Greez on the floor. He knelt beside you as you turned him over and pleaded for him to wake up.

It only took a moment for Greez to gasp and cough, and the relief washed over both you and Axe. “What happened? Why were the Hutts here?” Greez asked as he sat up and leaned against the wall.

Axe looked at you expectantly and his heart sank as your face dropped.

“It’s my fault,” you admitted as you sat back on the floor, slumped over in shame.

“What did you do?” Greez asked, part in fear, part in anger.

“I…” tears filled your eyes and you looked away from both of them, “I knew there wasn’t enough money to keep the cantina open. So I went to the Hutts for a loan…”

“You didn’t!” Greez pleaded, “Please tell me you didn’t. Not when they…”

“I know!” you snapped back, meeting Greez’s gaze, “Look,” you sighed as you softened your tone, “I know it was wrong, ok. And I know I shouldn’t have gotten involved with them… But I didn’t know what else to do… We can’t lose this place Uncle Greez.”

Greez softened as he sighed your name, “I know,” he reached out for you and rested his hand on your shoulder, “But I can’t lose you either. You’re the only family I got left, kid.”

You smiled at your uncle through your tears before you turned your gaze to Axe. Greez turned around too and groaned as he stood up, “Thank you… Axe.”

Axe nodded as he shook Greez’s hand before he knelt and extended a hand to help you up. As you slid your hand in his and he grunted to help you to your feet, Axe let out a deep breath, “Why didn’t you tell me, darling?” his voice was soft and held no jugement.

“I’m ashamed,” you sighed, “I know I shouldn’t have but I had no choice! We were gonna lose the bar… our home. And I had nowhere else to turn to,” you took your hand back and turned away from him, “Besides my burdens aren’t your problem.”

Axe reached out and grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to look back at him “Darling I love you. I will shoulder any of your burdens. You have nothing to be ashamed of, they take advantage of people in your situation,” he paused as his thumb brushed across your shoulder, “But don’t worry I’ll take care of it.”

Your eyes went wide at his confession, “What?” you breathed.

Axe smiled and repeated the exact words that made you react the way you did, only slower this time, “I love you,” he said your name, “And I’m going to fix this. I’m going to protect you. You, and your uncle and your bar.”

Without another word, you grabbed his leather jacket and yanked him towards you, crashing your lips together in a heated kiss, “I love you too,” you whispered against his lips before you kissed him again.

In what felt like an instant later, dozens of Mandlaorians were in your cantina, all of them discussing how to attack the Hutts. Men and women filled the bar, some took their helmets off and some didn’t. You noted the woman Axe called Koska as his right hand, as well as a large man dressed in blue that towered over everyone else, a commanding woman in a golden helmet, and a quiet one dressed in black and with the shiniest silver helmet you had ever seen. All the while, Axe rarely left your side until the time came for them to ride off.

“Darling,” Axe called your attention and turned to you, holding both your hands in his gloved ones, “We’re leaving now,” he almost looked like it pained him to leave you, but he knew it was too dangerous to bring you along; he couldn’t bear it if you got hurt. “I’m leaving all our charter’s prospects to watch over you and the bar. You’ll be safe here,” he paused as you nodded, “I’ll come back to you. I promise. And you’ll never have to worry about the Hutts again.” Axe sealed his promise with a deep and passionate kiss.

“Just come back, ok,” you replied, suddenly more afraid than you had ever been before.

“Darling,” he smiled through the emotions as he cupped your face, “Nothing will keep me from you.”

With one final farewell kiss, Axe led the rest of the Mandalorians down the road, the roar of their bikes drowned out the sound of your tears until it faded into the night.

“They’ll be alright,” one of the prospects said in an attempt to comfort you, “Mandalorians are the best, and this group here is the best of the best.”

You nodded as you sat down in a booth. Greez immediately joined you at your side, resting a hand over your arm, “He’s a good man, you know,” he said.

You looked at him with shock in your eyes, “You mean you actually approve, uncle?”

He nodded, “The guy’s taking on the fucking Hutts for you, kid! If there’s anyone I trust to take care of you, it’s him.”

Tears pooled in the corners of your eyes despite your smile, “Thanks, Uncle Greez,” you leaned over and embraced him like you did when you were a little kid. The prospects kept watch over you and the bar all night as you and Greez both fell asleep in the booth.

As the sun rose in the sky and started to hit your face, the familiar roar of motorcycles rang in the distance. You and Greez both groaned, still from sleeping in the booth all night, but the moment you heard the familiar sound, you shot up with a gasp. Greez motioned for you to go to the door, and the moment you stood up, the front doors burst open, revealing Axe Woves at the head of the Mandalorian pack.

“Axe!” you sighed in relief as you ran to him and fell into his open arms.

“It’s over, darling,” he whispered to you before he raised his voice and addressed Greez and everyone else in the room, “The Hutt’s are defeated! Tatooine is Mandalorian territory now!” Cheers erupted from everyone at the victory, and Axe took the moment to place a chaste kiss on your lips, “You’re safe now,” he said just to you.

“Well I’d say that earned you all a drink!” Greez said, “Come on, let’s celebrate!”

The rest of the Mandalorians cheered even louder as they all made their way to the bar. Everyone, that was, except for Axe Woves, who quietly led you outside and to his bike.

“So what now?” you asked.

“Now,” he kissed the back of your hand, “A new chapter begins. You’re free. You can do whatever you like.”

You grinned as you thought for a moment, “Right now, what I’d like,” you dropped your tone, “Is to go for a ride.”

Axe smirked, “I can help with that,” he extended his hand and helped you onto his bike and together the two of you rode off into the distance, the future as bright as the twin Tatooine suns.

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I've seen a lot of discussion and break downs of characters and motivations. But there are things about Top and Boston that keep jumping out at me but no one seems to be bringing up so these are my Only Friends thoughts:

Top:

From where I sit, he's giving off some serious abuse survivor vibes. When Boston talks about wanting him, Top has the clear ability to state he isn't interested. But when Boston gets physical at any point, Top freezes and lets it happen to a point where he either has to start actively participating or make a show of force to end things. And while he's a bit bigger and probably stronger than Ton, he picks the more passive option. Generally a sign that he was either abused as a child or by a partner that he was with long enough to feel like he couldn't escape (conditioned into going along with the situation to ensure his safety). So I can't help but ask.... Was the house fire another sign of his parents neglect or was it a way for a parent to try and get rid of the damaged goods in the form of a child? Let's be real, Thai dramas do not shy away from truly fucked up parental abuse. We know Top still works for his father and takes his job seriously. Given what I've seen from dramas in the past and knowing that this show is wanting to push the boundaries I would not be surprised if the father had been abusing Top and the mother set a house fire to try to end Top's life in some fucked up attempt to put an end to the abuse.

I don't think he really likes Mew as a person. I think he likes the idea of someone who doesn't prioritise a physical relationship. Someone Top could be with and hold a bit of the control. Someone who might actually see Top as a person.

Boston:

He tops everyone else, bottoms only for Top. (This is not really relevant I just felt the need to say it)

So in ep 3 we find out Boston's dad is a politician and Boston can't so much as take a photo with a lover for fear of scandal. This explains a lot about his commitment issues. He is locked in the closet by his father's aspirations. Previous partners have probably been paid off to leave. If your first love hit the road for a cheque, you'd give up on love pretty quickly too. So again, I feel like it's a parental cause.

His obsession with Top may be a parent approval situation. It looks like Top and Boston's families are both rich and powerful and probably running in the same circles. Boston brings Top in from outside the uni. They very likely grew up as family friends. (That photo booth from the flash back is in Top's hotel) Top seems like a very obedient son and Boston has probably been given the "why can't you be more like him" speech at some point. Boston has a clear list of reasons why Top is "top-tier". Maybe he figures if he gets the best boyfriend going his parents might finally approve and let him keep a relationship. (Yes I know Ray's family is also rich and probably prestigious in some way but Ray is an alcoholic and Ray's mother also had addiction issues and a scandalous death so he's clearly not appropriate for dating a politician's son).

And I'm going to end this with a wild, definitely incorrect, theory that I'm sure will be defunct within an episode or so but I still want to put it out in the universe:

Sand is also a rich kid who got disowned for being bi/pan. Sand's ex is Boston. He would have been the partner that couldn't be bought but then Boston cheated on him with Top and everything went to shit. I know it's not an accurate head cannon but just imagine what it would mean for next week's interruption scene in the SandNick apartment.

#only friends the series #head cannon #character theories #this is just the ramblings of a crazy woman #only friends boston #only friends top #tw: child abuse

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So many things could happen in the finale. I kept finding myself daydreaming up possibilities instead on focusing on the task as hand.

Soooo… I’m going to continue to distract others, too. Here are some questions you consider answering.

1- What do you think the cliffhanger will be?

(My only hope is that it doesn’t involve Tim or Lucy. They’ve both had a rough go of it this season)

2- What do you think the trilogy is that Max Geo has teased about for Chenford?

3- Do you think the BOSS Big Bad will be revealed? Any predictions for who it is??

Ooh, I’m like the worst possible person to ask this because I cannot make decisions for the life of me so my answer might just be ramblings of several different things instead of a definitive answer 😂 but I will try! (So as I suspected, this got a little out of hand so I needed to put a keep reading tab in haha)

1) Oh, I’m right there with you! If I had one wish for the finale, it’d be that the cliffhanger doesn’t involve either of them for the exact reason you pointed out. My fear, however, is that they know a Chenford cliffhanger might deliver the biggest gut punch and after this season, I don’t trust Alexi not to go there. So I hope it’ll be about Nolan and/or Bailey because I just don’t care about them much (sorry!), but I’m preparing myself for a Chenford one with one of them in danger or, who knows, maybe Lucy needs to go dark cause her cover’s been compromised? Again, I have no clue, but my best guess is that someone from the team is seriously in danger (🤞🏻not Chenford🤞🏻for my own sanity).

2) So here’s the thing. At this point, I can’t decide if he’s just messing with us and simply meant the fact that he’s doing another interview with Mel and Eric (he did one before the season aired and one with Mel about 6x06), or if it is in fact related to the characters. If it is about Lucy and Tim, my best guesses would be that it’s either a third first kiss or potentially a third first date, even though I don’t want the latter to happen just yet because the breakup would feel a bit unnecessary if they already went on a date, in whatever way that could happen. Imo, something big would have to happen for them to have more than a conversation. Although now that I think about it, I guess a date could also be just them going somewhere to talk and it just has all the vibes of a date. But other than that, I honestly don't know what else it could be. Maybe it's something no one has even thought of yet.. for now, I'm just gonna say he meant his third interview about them this season.

3) The big bad boss… mmmh, this is a very good albeit very tough question to answer. I feel like I still haven’t fully understood who actually is or isn’t involved or possibly involved so I’m just gonna say it could either be someone we know already (like Elijah, although I actually don’t want him to be back; I'm on the side of "I've had enough of him to last a lifetime...), or maybe it’s this Eric Ramsey guy they mentioned last week. I feel like it might deliver a bigger punch if it were someone we already know in a way instead of someone completely new, but I’m not sure who beside Elijah or Oscar (lol) could even fill that role. So to sum up, I really do not have a clue 😅

Thanks for the ask!! 😊

#chenford #the rookie #season finale #6x10 #predictions and thoughts #asked and answered #mamadoc #I really do have no idea at all lol

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just the king

for @strangerthingsocweek prompt 'favorite tropes'

rated t | 1,576 words | tags: only one bed but with a twist, steve and meg are so bitchy, high school sleepover vibes except they're both grown ass adults

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Meg was so used to staying in hotels by now, she hadn’t even considered the fact that someone would have booked her and Steve in a room with only a king bed.

It was pretty standard to just always get a room with two beds. She never even asked, really, it’s just what they always got.

Except now.

Steve looked over at her, scowling and incredibly unamused.

“When I agreed to bunk with you for the next few nights, I didn’t think it meant literally sharing one bed,” he said.

Meg tried not to take it personally. Robin went home for her parent’s 25th wedding anniversary and the band had tons of interviews set up over the next three days that basically left Meg and Steve to their own devices.

They agreed sharing a room made sense since the guys would be coming and going at weird hours and neither of them liked being alone for too long.

But Meg was rethinking that right now.

“I can call the front desk. Maybe they just assumed we were together or something,” Meg shrugged.

It was nearly 11 at night, and they’d been busy all day, so their patience was hanging on by a very thin thread. Meg didn’t wanna snap on him and she knew Steve didn’t wanna snap on her.

“I’m gonna change while you do that. I can feel my jeans making me meaner.”

Meg snorted as she walked to the phone by the bed.

She dialed down to the front desk and spoke casually for a moment with the woman who checked them in.

“So, our room is a king and we kinda need two beds. Any way we can be switched? I can pay more if we need to,” Meg saw Steve nearly fall while changing his pants out of the corner of her eye and tried not to laugh.

“I’m so sorry about that, ma’am. Um, I don’t see any doubles available.”

“Any suites? I will pay.”

She heard typing and clicking, but already knew what the answer would be.

“Unfortunately, I only have king rooms available. I can check with our sister hotel a few miles up the road, but I do believe they’re fully booked for this weekend due to the concert.”

Meg groaned, but didn’t want the woman to feel bad. “Okay, I understand. Do you have any kings? Maybe my friend could just get his own room.”

Steve looked over at her and shook his head. “It’s not that serious. I mean you don’t take up that much room. We can manage one night and maybe something will be available for tomorrow night.”

Meg thanked the woman on the phone – May maybe? – and hung up, turning to Steve.

“If you kick me, you’re going to the suite with the guys and you get to deal with them getting back at three in the morning and having to leave again at seven. Bet they won’t even shower.”

They both grimaced, realizing that was probably true. On press junkets and tour date weekends, they rarely had time to shower if they wanted to grab a couple of hours of sleep. The smell was…not good.

“I’ll put pillows between us,” Steve offered.

“But then how will we cuddle?” Meg pouted.

“You’ll just have to make do,” Steve rolled his eyes as he went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. “Heard from Robin yet?”

“No,” Meg answered, changing into her comfy clothes while he was in the bathroom. “She said 16 of her cousins showed up uninvited. I’m not sure if she’s dead or if she’s just doing damage control.”

Steve looked around the bathroom door with bubbles covering his face. “16? I thought she only had three.”

“She thought she only had three. Apparently she has about 50 second and third cousins who decided to make themselves a part of the celebration.”

“Jesus Christ.”

Meg walked into the bathroom to start on her skincare routine, smiling to herself at how much Steve sounded like Eddie. It shouldn’t be surprising; They were attached at the hip and apparently had been long before Meg even met the band.

They continued getting ready for bed in a comfortable silence, Steve’s phone playing a playlist almost certainly put together by Eddie on a low volume.

And then they both looked at the bed.

“I claim by the air conditioner,” Steve said. “I get hot at night.”

“Oh I know,” Meg said. Robin had told her how often she woke up next to Steve sweating because of his body heat. “All yours.”

They kept the bathroom light on, door cracked open just enough for a tiny glow to break through to the room so it wasn’t pitch black. Neither of them commented on it, neither of them needed to. Steve didn’t like not being able to see a little in an emergency and Meg wasn’t going to deny him his comfort.

“You know, I don’t remember the last time just the two of us hung out,” Steve said quietly as he turned to her in bed. “Been a while.”

“Yeah,” she answered. “At least six months or so. Miss me?”

“Kinda, yeah.”

One thing about Steve was he was honest, sometimes heartbreakingly so.

“You did?”

“Yeah. I mean, obviously Robin is my platonic soulmate, and Eddie is my actual non-platonic soulmate, but I think you’re probably a soulmate by proxy or something.” Steve smiled. “Or at least one of my best friends. Kinda wish we had more time without everyone else.”

“Is this the King Harrington I’ve heard so much about?” Meg teased, pushing on his shoulder. “Your charm is pretty impressive.”

“Is it? It barely works on Eddie anymore so I figured I lost my touch.”

They both laughed. “You think it doesn’t work on Eddie? He wrote an entire song about being charmed by you. Literally called it King of Charm.”

“He writes about a lot of stuff.”

“Yeah, and all of it is based on truth. You think I don’t know what Tied Up is actually about?” She could see Steve blush even in the darkness. “Or the new song?”

“New song?” Steve perked up at that. “They recorded it?”

“Mhm. And we are all sworn to secrecy on it so don’t even try,” Meg closed her eyes pretending to be trying to fall asleep.

“You’re seriously falling asleep after that.”

Meg opened one eye and grinned. “You should too. Busy day tomorrow.”

“I don’t have fuck all to do tomorrow. I’m not in the band,” Steve huffed.

“Oh, I just figured you’d wanna be there for the first performance of the new song,” Meg sighed. “But I guess I could give your ticket to a fan or something.”

“Shut up. They’re performing it tomorrow? Before releasing it?” Steve sat up in bed. “Tell me what’s so special. Why are they doing this?”

“I can’t. You should go to sleep.” Meg turned away from him, smiling to herself when she heard Steve muttering under his breath. “Steve. Sleep.”

“Meg. Awake.” Steve reached over and turned the lamp on. “Does Robin know?”

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t she tell me?”

“Sworn to secrecy.”

“But that doesn’t count with me!” Steve looked like he was one second away from getting out of bed and pacing the floor. “You have to tell me.”

“Steve, if you ruin this for yourself, you’re gonna be very mad. Trust me.”

“He promised he wouldn’t write about the lingerie thing. He promised. If I hear one word about the way the red lace touched my thigh, I’m gonna divorce him,” Steve crossed his arms over his chest.

“Uh huh. Well, it’s not about lingerie. But that’s all I’m saying about it,” Meg double checked her alarm to make sure it was set properly.

“Well now I can’t sleep.”

“You can and you will. Gotta look rested for tomorrow.”

“For what?”

“Eddie.”

Steve took a breath in like he was gonna argue, but decided against it. He laid back down in the bed and groaned.

“Fine. Fine. But you all are on my shit list. I don’t trust any of you.”

“Okay, bud.”

“And I don’t appreciate the attitude.”

“I know.”

“And you’ll never be on the receiving end of my charm ever again.”

“Oh, however will I cope?” Meg snorted. “Go to sleep.”

*****

When Eddie performed the ballad he’d written for Steve the next night, followed by a proposal on stage, Steve gave one look at Meg before crying through his yes.

Meg had Robin on Facetime, both of them crying while watching everything.

“God, he’s insufferable. They’ll be so happy together,” Meg said.

“Hey! Watch it. That’s my soulmate,” Robin said between sobs.

“I woke up in soaked sheets from his sweat. I deserve to complain a little,” Meg sniffed. “And at least tonight he gets his own room with Eddie.”

“You act like it was torture.”

“I’d just much rather be sharing a bed with you, Robbie. You land at ten in the morning, right?” Meg walked away from the side of the stage so she could hear her better as the band started playing their final song.

“Yes and I promise to cuddle in bed with you and not sweat,” Robin said. “Except a little maybe. You do owe me for three missed nights.”

“Oh, baby. We’ll have to change the sheets before we even go to sleep when I’m done with you.”

#stranger things #strangerthingsocweek #original character #meg #steve harrington #corroded coffin #robin buckley #only one bed trope but with a twist

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Nirvana: A Rock Lee Fic (Chapter 1)

Summary: Your dating life is terrible. Your friends’ marriage is fantastic. Your career as a medic was doing great, though. But you aren’t happy. However, after one quick trip to the Mighty Rock Dojo, you stumble upon the most magnificent man you’ve ever met- the taijutsu master- Rock Lee.

Notes: slow burn fic, afab/fem/black reader.

Warnings: Mentions of sex, (light) descriptions of blood and violence. Usage of the N word. The reader and Lee are in their 20s but virtually any age group that is 18 and up can enjoy this story. Again 18+, minors do not interact… pls.

Word count: 2.6k

Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

You were lonely. So lonely.

Your friends tell you that you’re young and shouldn’t chase and should wait for the right person and focus on yourself and all that jazz. But there was nothing else you could do but wait; your career as a medic finally starting to blossom, you were trying to take care of yourself, and dating apps were full of people you weren’t attracted to. And the ones who did interest you either didn’t hit you up or stopped engaging.

You felt worthless, like no matter how beautiful or poised you tried to come off, that one person who you dreamed of spoiling and loving you was only that- a dream. You always felt like you wouldn’t be fully appreciated. You know you deserve someone who takes care of you, but no matter how painful it is you always keep pushing. You didn’t have time to drown in self-pity. At the end of the day, people still love and support you. That’s why you went on a date with some guy Shikamaru and his wife Temari, put you on.

You always envied their relationship; they’ve been going strong since high college, watching them grow and evolve as they fall deeper in love with each other. It’d make you quietly turn away and scowl every time they’d hold hands or smile into their kisses. Your date’s name is Sai. You went out a couple of times beforehand, and actually enjoyed his time; he was a smooth talker with a serene vibe who allowed you to be the corny goofball you were when comfortable. Especially when he’d crack deadpan jokes and tease you. the conversations you had held weight and authenticity.

Y’all were on your third date, walking the night streets of the city eating rolled ice cream. The stroll was silent but comfortable, not really thinking about how Sai hadn’t talked much throughout the day or barely payed you any mind when he did.

“Did you enjoy our date?” Sai quips, eyebrows rising inquisitively.

You swallow the melting treat and nod your head.

“Yup!” You lie. “What about you?”

Sai looks down at the remnants of melted ice cream in his cup before stopping in his tracks.

“Y/n, I think you’re really cool,” he prompts.

Fuck me, you think.

“But I don’t see us being any more than good friends. I don’t feel any excitement when I’m with you. Plus, my ex and I wanna get back together sooo. Yeah.”

While nodding spitefully, your plump lips press together in a tight line.

“Goodbye, Sai.” You turn around and walk the opposite direction.

“Should I get you an uber?” He calls out.

You simply wave your hand without looking back. You were glad y’all didn’t fuck anyways, learned the hard way of fooling around while easily susceptible to attachment. That’s how you got your heart broken. And you’ve healed, still healing, but trust is earned. and your time requires effort now.

you shut your apartment door with a foot and lock it before kicking off your boots. You pad your way to the living room couch, toss your keys on the nearest table and plop your face on the mattress. Your eyes sting at the despair of it all, wondering if this love shit is only magical for some. You bring your vibrating phone closer to your face, only to see that it’s Shikamaru. You sigh in contemplation, side-eyeing the TV across from you before reluctantly answering the call.

“Heyyy.” Your voice drawls out in a feeble attempt at sounding happy.

“How was your date?” He sounds groggy, like he just woke up from one of his daily naps.

You gulp, eyes widening in shame. “It was - uhhh.”

You hear shuffling on your friend’s end, waiting patiently for your response as he opens his refrigerator for snacks.

“Do you think I’m boring?” You whisper as if you’re unraveling this big secret about yourself.

The noise ceases on the other side.

“He dropped you, didn’t he?” He deadpans.

Your silence was all the answer he needed.

Shikamaru scoffs. “Fuck him. Don’t let some dude you only met 3 times ruin the rest of your week.”

“Mhmm.” You’ve heard people say that all too often for your liking.

“He said I didn’t excite him. Whatever the hell that means.”

“That’s really a drag, y/n. I’m sorry it didn’t work out for you. But you’re not boring at all, it’s his loss. Not yours, okay?”

You curl up in a ball and stare at your black TV screen, listening to your friend unwrapping a candy bar.

“Hey listen,” he takes a bite from the frozen chocolate. “Instead of sulking in your dark little hole waiting for another date, how about you come with Temari and me to meet a good friend?”

“Whoring me out again are we?”

He sighs tiredly at your lewd sarcasm, ultimately deciding to play along.

“Damn, was it that obvious?”

He takes a bite out of the hard chocolate.

“Anyway, he runs a dojo that his sensei founded. Called the Mighty Rock Dojo.”

“Stupid name.” You comment petulantly.

“Yeah I know.” He snorts. “We’ll pick you up at 10 am if you want, a change in scenery could help with your… perspective on life.”

“Nigga, just say I’m depressed. S’okay, really.”

“Yeah, well I think this could help, even a little bit. Didn’t you always watch those Bruce Lee movies when you were a kid? Rush Hour? The Karate Kid?”

“…yeah but-“

“This could unlock good memories for you. Make you feel like you belong?”

“I don’t fight though,” you reason.

“No need. Just watch.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in deep worry. While his offer is tempting, you did not see how attending a dojo would fix your love life. Maybe you could use some innocent excitement for once.

“Alright, alright.” You whine, cursing your schedule for making you free tomorrow. “10 am you said?”

“That’s my girl.” You side eye your phone: he hasn’t called you that since y’all broke up.

“And yes, we’ll pick you up at ten. Now go to sleep.”

After your friend hangs up, you set your alarm on your phone and toss it on the table beside you.

💚

You were not a morning person; eyes burning from fresh sleep as you ponder whether you should fling your roaring alarm across your wall. You didn’t really know what to wear at a dojo, so you decided on more casual clothing for the day. When you feel like you’re all caught up on your morning routine, notifications of Temari texting you to come downstairs pop up on your phone.

You greet the couple as you enter their jeep and sit in the back, enjoying the faint aroma of cinnamon in the air. Temari whips around eagerly to face you.

“You ready to see some sick ass-whooping?” She snarls.

“You know it, girl.” You snigger. She was a breath of fresh air, you like befriending people who were more unserious than you at times. And you were grateful for her acceptance of your history with her husband, regardless of her initial reluctance to do so. Y’all just clicked, and she eventually saw why Shikamaru kept you in his life after y’all broke up in high school.

The ride was peaceful; sun rays danced through the windows, a Lofi playlist tuning in the background to set a nice vibe. You’d doze off if you weren’t getting pumped to see what this dojo’s all about.

“So Pineapple, what’s this friend of yours name?” You quip, a shit eating grin adorning your features.

“Rock Lee.” Shikamaru grumbles while staring ahead, spiky ponytail peaking above the headrest. you call him ‘pineapple’ when you’re feeling goofy, and he hated that his wife started using that stupid nickname on him soon after.

“He’s been the master of the dojo ever since his sensei, Might Guy, retired 5 years ago,” Temari adds.

You hum in acknowledgment. When y’all finally arrived, your eyes droop a bit at how… unimpressive the outside looked. Very bland letters that spell out the black text of the establishment’s name. you wouldn’t consider it a dojo without the word dojo being on the big sign and the windows presenting what’s inside. You groan in pending boredom.

A ceiling bell jingles as you enter, the first step inside the dojo and your face is smothered with the pungency of feet. Usually, you would turn right back around with a cringe and escape such an intrusive odor, but the man before you makes it exceptionally difficult to move:

Beads of sweat decorate the contours of his neck and chest. An impeccable horse stance coils his body like a spring; perfect posture, plump ass sitting in a squat that shows the subtle bulge of his thighs through the fabric of his Gi; knees spread apart and each one bent at a 90 degree angle; left arm firmly folded behind his back while the other has his front palm facing him, slender fingers pointing up and pressed together like a blade. His hands and wrists are wrapped in white bandages that you assume would help secure the worn skin beneath. He’s in the midst of a match; his intense, unblinking gaze hold both his opponent and the onlookers in rapt attention. every move a display of disciplined grace and raw physical power. Every strike, every dodge, every block- they all hold tactical precision, unlike anything you've seen. It’s why he hasn’t taken a single blow. This is Rock Lee.

You don’t look away, leaning closer to Shikamaru.

“What technique is he using?” You mumble in fascination.

Your friend chuckles, sighing quietly after.

“Taijutsu. An ancient martial art that his sensei put on the map a few decades back. Last time I checked, this’ll be Lee’s 40th beaten opponent this week.”

“…well damn.” You grunt.

But how unexpected was it? he looks like an ancient warrior, like he loves every second of what he’s doing doing. Like he was born to do this shit. so much so, that all the physical pain it took to get him this seasoned seems a necessity for his strength. That’s why a dozen surround him marveling at his mastery.

The atmosphere is electric, growing anticipation of how this battle will end thickens the air. Lee’s opponent is bruised up, battered figure wobbling side to side just to cope with the damage already done to him. All Lee has to do is wait a few moments, not moving an inch until he watches him fall to his knees, and collapse on the matted floor. The victor blinks a couple of times with a deep inhale, you can hear the timbre of his voice when he releases his breath.

“Heh. Some things never change,” Temari scoffs with a knowing smile.

Relaxing his arms at the applauding crowd, Lee stands straight and bows to his beaten contestant, whispering a thank you for ‘showing his dedication and strength’. Lee slowly grabs his arm to help lift his body, walking him to a nursing room in the back of the dojo so he can tend to his injuries. An idea pops into your head, kicking off your street shoes to trot past the crowd for Lee. You decide that since you’re a medical professional, you’d assist him in his hospitality. You steadily get closer until you find the fighter looking in the cabinets for certain remedies.

“Got antiseptic with cotton balls?”

Lee jolted while still crouched under the counter, hitting his head against the hard surface. Your hand covers your mouth in mortification. When finally facing you, he freezes, eyes widening in wonder at your beauty. He’s been with a lot of pretty women, almost married one. And yet, none of them quite touch the uniqueness of your features. You are just stunning.

“I'm so sorry, I didn’t-“

“Don’t worry, my friend!” He chuckles sheepishly while rubbing the back of his head. “Just didn’t expect anyone to come in yet, haha!”

You smile at his reassurance, not expecting the depth of his voice; a low bass overshadowed by whimsical amicability every time he spoke.

“Ahh okay. Still have any antiseptic with cotton balls?”

“Oh, yeah! need some?”

“No, but your friend does.”

Lee lowers his hand from his head, turning his head to the man who lay on a thin mattress, and turns back to look at you.

“You want to help him?”

“Mhm!” You chirped, digging in your bag for your wallet to show him your license. Lee raises his hands up at your insistence.

“Y-You don’t need to prove yourself to me! I appreciate the help.” His eyes crinkle shut with a toothy smile.

You were thinking of ways to make it falter, like caressing the area where his neck and jaw meet or brushing your thumb along his bushy eyebrows. You could see how strong he is, and you wanted to feel it this time. You’ve never considered his textbook features attractive, but he makes them look too endearing to not like.

After swiping a bag full of cotton from the upper cabinet, Lee notions you to come closer with a wave. Standing beside him, you analyze the man’s wounds. Gently pressing your fingers throughout his body, you fail to spot any particularly tender areas. Lee hands you a cotton swab with a bottle of antiseptic.

“Nun too serious.” You murmur while squirting the solution on the cotton. “He’ll be fine.”

He nods with a hum, watching you gently dab the damp material on the fighter’s bloodied face. Your aura; it’s so calming, so mysterious- so you.

“What’s his name?” You ask.

“Neji. We’ve known each other since childhood.” There was a lilt of fondness in Lee’s tone when regarding the man you’re patching up.

Neji winces when you clean a certain cut below his crown, making you pause with caution.

“Oop, sorry Neji. I'm almost done.” You coo.

Lee watches in awe at how graceful and precise your movements are when treating his friend, the undeniable focus in your stare as you put your training to use impresses him even more. He couldn’t be that delicate with someone if he tried. If you were the last thing he saw before entering the afterlife, he’d accept death with open arms. You’re simply stunning. He clears his throat.

“H-How did you learn about the dojo?”

You look up in quick thought before flickering your eyes down to the task at hand.

“The Naras brought me here.”

Lee’s eyes glow up like light bulbs.

“Shika knows you?!”

You snort at the cute nickname.

“Yeah. We’ve been friends since high school. him and Temari thought this place would be a… more cathartic way to spend my time.”

You appreciated the couple for thinking of you, really. But it’s still kind of embarrassing that they know how much of a loner you are. Lee places a hand on his hip while the other rubs his chin, eyes closing to reminisce about a familiar time in his life.

“Ahh, I remember when I had nothing better to do than work at this dojo. It got so bad that Shika stepped in to show me a more casual way of life. I didn’t stop wearing my sensei’s hand-me-downs till last year!”

You giggled at how open he was to someone he just met. Lee didn’t expect your sultry voice to allure him so easily when you laughed. He wanted to make you do it again. He needed to hear it again.

“Yeah,” you agreed. “He’s like the dad friend.”

“He IS the dad friend.” Lee snorts.

While you both laugh heartily in unison, you wrap up Neji’s treatment and return all the equipment you used.

“All he needs is a few day’s rest and he’ll be good as new.” You look down at Neji who’s sound asleep, sighing in pride at your handiwork.

“My name is Rock Lee, but I’d like it if you called me Sensei Lee. What’s yours?”

“y/n. It’s nice to meet you, Sensei.”

You love the way he looks down at you with those big, slightly hooded eyes; like he knows y’all are already friends, and is patiently waiting for you to take the hint. His grin is so composed, radiating silent confidence.

“You’d be a great addition to our dojo, y/n.” You loved the way your name rolled off his tongue.

“…you think so?” Growing meekness faltering your tone.

“Know so! Every time I patch up my students, they say I’m too rough. But you’re obviously a pro.”

You quietly scoff, the thought of being a nurse for a bunch of fighters never passed your mind till now. Lee blinked a few times in concern.

“I can pay you, if that’s the issue.”

You shake your head abruptly.

“I already have a well-paying job. Plus I couldn’t do my best if it’s only for the money.”

“Yes, of course.”

He is too good at eye contact and manners. You begged yourself to act right.

“…I’ll think about it. What’s your number for the meantime?”

After he gave you his phone, you bid each other farewell. After reuniting with the Nara’s you told them everything that went down in the nursing room. Shikamaru smirks knowingly, turning towards his car.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Anyways, I want brunch.”

“Meals are on me for introducing a new hobby!”

“This is why we love y/n.” Temari sighs contentedly.

“Don’t get used to it,” you warned.

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Ok, here’s all of my thoughts on S2 episode 6

• It was very interesting to see that flashback of when Aunt Julia and Susannah were closer and I’d like to see more of those so we can better understand why Julia always felt so left out in her own family. I mean yeah basically everything was explained in that scene but I just want more you know? It seems to be implied that Julia wasn’t biologically related to one of or both of their parents since the mom didn’t like her. Was this at all talked about in episode 5 and I forgot? Was this talked about in the books, too or no?

• Hear me out, what if…………………hypothetically just like, as a concept…………………..Steven x Conrad 🫣🏃‍♀️💨

• OMG DELICATE (TAYLOR’S VERSION)?!!?! AND IN A JELLY SCENE WHERE THEY’RE IN A POOL AGAIN AAAAAHIDKFJFJEJSBS

- Swiftie side rant: OMFG ARE WE GONNA GET REPUTATION TV!? I’m convinced Taylor’s gonna announce it at some point bc SHE ALLOWED DELICATE TV TO BE PUT IN THIS SHOW and that’s gotta mean way more than the 1989 Easter eggs!!! -

Anyway, I WANTED THEM TO KISS SO BAD IN THIS SCENE WHY ARE THE WRITERS TEASING ME SO MUCH OMFGGGG

• I was super suspicious about Conrad and Belly going on a supply run alone together so I’m glad Jeremiah went, too

• That scene where Belly got Jeremiah a soda was so cuuuttee🥺

Conrad saying “And I thought cocoa was your specialty” right after Jeremiah said that half cherry half Coke was her specialty was weird, idk what that was supposed to mean🤨

• JEREMIAH PUT HIS ARM AROUND BELLY AT THE STORRREEEE

• OMG BELLY SAID KISSING JEREMIAH WAS REALLY REALLY HOT AND SHE SMILED SO BIG WHILE REMEMBERING IT SLKAKSBDJFJNF

• I find it weird that Belly told Skye “Your first kiss is supposed to feel like a dream” bc I remember reading somewhere that someone said that first kisses are like, overhyped and in reality your first kiss most likely isn’t going to feel like a dream or like “fireworks” it’ll just feel like just a kiss and I think we should normalize the reality of what your first kiss actually feels like most of the time and it’s more possible that any other kiss that comes after your first will feel better especially since you’ll have more experience with kissing.

• “You’ve been looking at him all day like he’s this ice cream cone that you’re dying to lick” what the actual fuck💀 WHY did they make Taylor say that??

• OMG BELLY TRIPPING AND THEN FALLING INTO JEREMIAH’S ARMS AND HIM WHISPERING “You don’t need to hurt yourself to get my attention” WAS SOOOO HOOOTTT❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

• I think it was so gross of Conrad to not call Steven out more on trying to get Taylor to be with him WHILE SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND and even if Milo is “all wrong for her” it is not Steven’s place to decide for Taylor who she should date or not, it is Taylor’s decision only. Steven is really giving Nice Guy energy in this episode.

• I find it so weird that Cam left his DJ-ing thingy (I’m sorry idk what it’s called😭) to also find Taylor bc shouldn’t he stay there so no one takes control of the playlist and plays sth else?? But I guess it’s ok since in the fight scene that guy Jumper is the one DJ-ing, oh well.

• I don’t remember if I already said this so excuse me if I sound like a broken record but I don’t get why so many people do not like the idea of Cam and Skye together. People are saying “Skye isn’t good enough for Cam” but I don’t see any reason that Skye is a bad person or unlikable besides maybe them being Julia’s kid but that’s a stupid reason bc they are not exactly like Julia and I think that’s been pretty obvious since their character was introduced. I like Skye, I think they’re great and while I did see a besties vibes with them and Cam I don’t mind that they kissed and I’m not against it and I don’t mind if they become a couple. I’m confused about who these people want Cam to end up with if not Skye bc there haven’t been a lot of scenes with just him and Belly and it’s very clear that that ship has sailed so who tf did these Skye haters want him to be with?? Are they just transphobic? Bc I just saw the official ig account for TSITP post about their kiss scene and a few people are saying that so many people in the comments are being transphobic and homophobic which I guess could definitely be a reason why ppl hate Skye even if they deny that’s the reason.

Also I was just informed that a lot of people think that Skye is cringe and I think I understand that a little bit but I mostly just interpreted them as having their own different personality compared to the more outgoing main characters and I just thought that they were more comfortable doing other things besides what the main characters like to do (I’m referring to S2 episode 5) and I don’t really see how they’re cringe but ig I’ll have to look at some compilations to see why so many people think that they are.

• I find it very hard to believe that Steven liked Taylor even way back when she had a big crush on him or as he puts it “even when you were just my little sister’s annoying best friend” bc he literally dated Shayla in the last season and he loved her so this isn’t making any sense to me and I don’t believe it.

• Oh how I wish that Steven didn’t get into a stupid fight with Milo so that Belly and Jeremiah didn’t have their KISS INTERRUPTED AKSJSBIDORHEJNFNG MY GOD WE ALMOST HAD THEM!!!!

• Steven rubs me the wrong way this season bc he’s been going after Taylor while she was still with Milo and I really, really hate that and I hated when he tried to speak for her during his fight with Milo like she can speak for herself on whether or not she wanted Milo to be there STFU and physically fighting another dude over a girl is not attractive at all like can we stop putting that in shows and books? It’s stupid and embarrassing.

• Conrad encouraging Steven to “kick Milo’s ass” was just…ew

• “It’s Madison. Her middle name is Madison.” Ooh I’m such a nice guy, I know absolutely everything about Taylor and you don’t and that’s why she shouldn’t be with you and she should be with me instead🤡

• That condition that Aunt Julia put into the sale for the cousins house seems like a pretty good deal. They get to rent the house for one week every summer, it’s not their house anymore but at least they’re still allowed to go back to it and keep having their fun summers, Conrad should be grateful.

• I honestly don’t think it was necessary for Jeremiah to use Belly and Conrad’s breakup to get to Conrad, I think he could have brought up anything else along with him refusing to accept the condition Julia put into the sale of the house and him not seeing their mom every day after they found out she had cancer, and it would have been nice to learn the specifics of what their relationship was like when they were younger and Jeremiah dealing with people telling him Conrad was better than him and more specific examples of Conrad “throwing things away instead of fixing them when they’re not perfect”. I get that he was mad at Conrad and it was all in the moment and everything was happening so fast but I just feel like the writers could have made him focus less on Conrad and Belly’s breakup and more on their relationship as brothers maybe?? Even though it does track with him in episode 5 thinking “I could have done everything right, I could have given Belly the perfect prom night and Conrad ruined it for her” I just don’t think that he should have blown up about it in front of Belly at the very least.

• Girly, so what if he remembered your middle name?💀 that is the bare minimum, Taylor could have at least said more about why she caught feelings for Steven again besides that

• I’ve been on edge this whole time about Belly and Steven staying at the summer house for too long that their mom will find out that they’re gone and I was rooting for them to go back home before their mom got back home but I guess she’s gonna find out now that Belly left her that voicemail giving it away and I’m so ready to see what happens next!!

• Okay clearly there was a lot of miscommunication caused by assumptions in Belly and Conrad’s relationship. Belly says that if she knew that Conrad cared about her and their relationship then she would have fought for their relationship and Conrad says that he thought she knew he cared about her from the moment that they kissed on the beach and I think that based on that, when things were getting tough he should have reassured her that he cared about her and loved her bc that just sounds like during that tough time he didn’t tell her that he loved her and so she thought he didn’t care. In relationships you need to always be communicating so both parties are on the same page and clearly Conrad isn’t good at communicating when he goes through a rough time and that hurt Belly. And I looked at the script for this episode and he never answered her question “Why did you throw it all away?” Why did he break up with her if he thought she knew he cared about her? That is a really good question that I’m only 50% interested in hearing the answer to, sooo Team Jeremiah for the win, I hope🤞

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