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lorarri · 9 days

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★ . . . 𝐈 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 , 𝐃𝐑𝟑

summary , taking the reason off has done daniel some good as he now shows it and his cowgirl girlfriend off at his home grand prix, and laughing at mclarens downfall

pairing , daniel ricciardo x fem! gf! texas cowgirl! reader

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yourinstagram btw this is danny's hat

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INTERVIEW CLIP :: "I'M A COWBOY NOW" THE LATE SHOW - DANIEL RICCARDO

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user Y/N being the ultimate simp for her man

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user cowboy danny does things to me that should not be stated in the comments section ⤷ yourinstagram yeah [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] ⤷ user this is why I'm obsessed with you

user idk who I want more

landonorris I feel left out

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yourinstagram always knew I would marry a cowboy

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6ix9inewiturmom · 16 days

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Wet Dreamz - Matt Sturniolo

Summary: based off the song wet dreamz by J. Cole idk if you need a summary just listen to the song :) takes place in matt’s pov the entire story!!

Warnings: Smut, masterbation,loss of virginity, Highschool matt (he’s 18)x 18yr old, POC!Reader

A/n: i was listening to this song and i immediately thought of matt, cause chris wouldn’t be nervous, matt would be! TELL ME HOW YALL LIKE THISSS!!

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“First time, she was in my math class, Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass”

Today was a normal day in mrs.Melvins math class, i walk in to my assigned seat in the back of the class, that’s when i noticed the seat next to mine that was usally empty had the most beautiful woman in it.

“hi! i’m Y/N! i just moved here from California!”

her words were like serotonin for me, she had the biggest smile on her face when i sat down next to her, she was fucking beautiful. a literal goddess sent from god himself. i had to know her.

“hey! i’m uh im matt! i uh live here.. but you probably knew that considering i go to school here…” fuck matthew you’re an idiot.. she knows you fucking live here how stupid could you be.

she giggles “you’re funny, matt”

i was caught by surprise by her complement, i was a total fool and she thought i was funny?

“oh i um.. thank you” i return her smile nervously

“mr.sturniolo and ms.Y/L/N, continue talking and i’ll separate you” Mrs. Melvin Spoke harshly, we both looked at each other and smiles.

“Sat beside me, used to laugh, had mad jokes The teacher always got mad, so we passed notes”

“is she always this mean? lol” Y/N’s note she passed me read as she pretended to pay attention with a cute cheeky smile on her lips, her plump lips, fuck matt you’re staring. i quickly turned away and wrote the note back to her.

“never to me, i happen to be her favorite you know” with a little winky face written next to it i pass the note back and she opens it and grins at me and playfully rolls her eyes.

our note passing lasted the rest of class, we weren’t even paying attention to Mrs.Melvin’s class, i can’t even remember what the lesson was about, i couldn’t get her out of my head.

“It started off so innocent She had a vibe and i started diggin' it, uh I was a youngin, straight crushin', tryna play the shit cool”

she always kept lookin at me with those sweet innocent eyes, with a beautiful smile on her face, her dimples on her cheeks every time she smiles at me. i need her in every way possible. i’ve never been in love this deep before. i’m so whipped and obsessed and i haven’t even hung out with her besides school.

“But i couldn't wait to get to school cause when I seen Them thighs on her and them hips on her and them lips on her Got me daydreamin', man, what”

the day ended and as i was driving my brothers home, not even paying attention to nick and chris arguing over little shit i didn’t even care to know about, all i was thinking about was her. my thoughts were interrupted by chris screaming in my ear

“MATTHEW… HELLO?!” chris yelled

“hm? what” i respond

“who’s got you so wrapped up in thought” nick uses his index finger to poke my shoulder

“no one, fuck off im just tired” i roll my eyes and continue to drive home

“I'm thinkin' how she rides on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it”

As i got home the only thing i could fucking imagine is her beautiful plump lips on my cock, sucking me off and cumming on her beautiful face. i can feel the growing aching pain of a boner in my jeans as i’m laying in bed.

i slowly removed my pants and pull out my aching cock and start stroking up and down and immediately start groaning and rolling my eyes back in the back of my head.

“mmf, fuckkk Y/N” a small whimper leaves my lips as my cock starts twitching in my own hand imagining that it was her hand stroking my dick, cum shoots out of me spilling all over my hand and a loud groan comes out of my mouth.

“as time goes by Attractions gettin' deep and Wet dreamin', thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin', I want it bad And I ain't never been obsessed before”

i woke up with a huge wet stain in my underwear and on my sleep pants from my cum staining as i dreamt about her moaning and whimpering underneath me, me making her cum all over my dick, watching her legs shake from my dick sliding in and out of her repeatedly, her screaming my name over and over again, wishing i could just pound my cock

“FUCK” i groan loudly. i should be embarrassed im having wet dreams about this girl. i need to straighten up before i fuck this up.

“She wrote a note that said, “You ever had sex before?” Damn…”

i stopped in my tracks reading this, i looked over at her smiling up at mrs.marvins math class acting as if she’s “paying attention” with her innocent eyes and innocent smile. i wasn’t about to tell her i was a virgin. out of all the guys here in this school, me? i mean ive had a girlfriend but normally the girls go for chris, never me.

“I wrote back and said "Of course I had sex before," knowin' I was frontin' I said, "I'm like a pro, baby," knowin' I was stuntin But if I told the truth, I knew that I'd get played out, son Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one”

fuck, matt you’re so stupid, i fuckin hope she ain’t suspect i’m a virgin… i slid the note back to her with a soft smile on my face with panic on the inside of myself.

she smiles at my note and giving me a small wink before picking up her pink pen and writing something down and smiling and shooting me a wink before passing it back to me.

“She don't know that, so she done wrote back and told me "Oh, you a pro, homie? Well, I want you to show me My mama gone for the weekend So Saturday, baby, we can get to freakin'." That's when my heart start racin' and my body start sweatin'”

my fingers that are wrapped around my pencil were tapping my pencil on my desk nervously, there’s no way this is real… Y/N? me? no fuckin way… i’m prayin i don’t wake up from this dream if this is real.

i had to play this cool.

‘don’t fuck this up matthew’ was the only thing repeating in my head.

“i wrote back like "Yeah, baby, sound like a plan." Still tryna play it cool, sound like the man But I was scared to death, my stomach turnin' Talkin' shit, knowin' damn well I was a virgin, fuck”

the boner being restrained from my jeans is making me hard to focus, hard to breathe, i can’t even think of anything else other then how she looks beneath me making every sound escape her mouth because of me, because of my dick, but fuck she gonna find out i’m a virgin eventually.

“Yeah, you know that feelin' when you Know you finna bone for the first time? I'm hopin' that she won't notice it's my first time I'm hopin' that my shit is big enough to fuck wit' And most of all I'm prayin', "God, don't let me bust quick" I'm watchin' pornos, tryna see just how to stroke right Practice puttin' condoms on-how it go? Right”

i’ve been sitting in my room for about 4 hours trying to put some condoms on right, watching every porn video that was on the feed, trying to figure out positions, how to thrust my hips the right way, how to eat pussy, how to do everything right so she don’t suspect i’m a virgin, man i really want this to go well.

“yo bro you’ve been in there for fucking ever are you ever coming out” chris yells on the other side of my locked door.

“i just wanted a nap with no interruptions leave me alone” i lie with my dick in one hand and my phone in the other hand.

ive been at this for hours. i can’t fuck this up. i don’t want her to have a fake orgasm with me, that would be embarrassing as hell, i need this to be better then good for her. i can’t duck this up.

“I'm in her crib, now a palm sweatin' With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection”

“hi matty” she opens the door for me and smiles

“hi Y/N” i smile back at her walking in.

she takes my hand and drags me to her room decorated in her favorite artist and her favorite books sitting so perfectly on her bookshelf.

she pushes me down on her bed that was freshly made up and smelled like her, she straddles me sitting directly on my hard cock.

“you’re so beautiful” i smile looking up at her laying over me

she giggles “thank you”

she leans in and kisses me passionately, i use my hand and rub her thigh and squeeze a little before moving up to her hips and moving them hips looking for some sort of friction on my pressing hard cock.

“That's when my hands start touchin' and her face start blushin' And i roll over on top and then she Get my pants unbuckled and her hands start rubbin”

i softly groan at her hands now rubbing up and down on my cock with a smile on her face

“fuckkk Y/N” i grin

she smiles so innocently looking up at me with lust and excitement in her eyes. man i could bust like this. so fucking quick.

“it's time for action Pull out the condoms real smooth, yeah, just how I practiced But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it and said "I wanna get somethin' off my mental I can tell you're a pro, but baby, be gentle, ‘cause—"

i was in utter shock, she was a virgin too? no fuckin way, i smile down at her and nod as i slowly push my cock in her tight hole

“god damn ma, you are so fuckin tight” i groan softly in her ear

“mpfh- matt please move” she says in a whimper almost

i slowly start thrusting in and out of her and a slight faster pace and holy fuck i’ve never been in this amount of pleasure before. i was in a state of euphoria

my pace quickens and i start groaning uncontrollably in her ear as she moans in mine

“matt im close” she whispers out with a loud pornographic moan as she releases all over my cock creating a ring around the base of my cock.

“fuck me too” my thrusts become sloppy as i pull out and finish in the condom.

we both crash besides each other and she looks at me and smiles with her deep brown eyes, i can’t lie to her anymore.

“can i be honest about something Y/N?” i say softly turning over on my side to look at her.

she turns over to her side so we’re facing each other “i mean you just took my virginity so you can say anything matt” she smiles

“good cause i ain’t never did this before…” i smile softly hopelessly panicking on the inside scared she might get mad.

she smiles at me softly and kisses my lips and i smile into her lips.

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A/N pt 2 SO HERES THIS!!! LEMME KNOW HOW YALL LIKE IT! tysm to @ribread03 FOR HELPING ME OUT ON THIS ONE! ENJOY!!!

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una-hopeless-romantic1118 · 1 year

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐕: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬?—𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐬/𝐑𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬

a/n: thank you THANK YOU guys for so much for the love lately. writing abt warren for yall and reading your guys' comments has been such a serotonin boost. I LOVE YOU ALL <333

timeline: ep. 3 + Christmas scene (kinda...)

-> Part 1

-> Part 2

-> Part 3

This chapter: Part 4

Part 5

Epilogue (cancelled)

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warnings: not proofread as always <3, cursing, first Billy mention, angst (turned to fluff calm down), drinking, confusing time progression, implied sex teehee

summary (of this chapter): a visit to Laurel Canyon simply to talk to a friend and drop off a personally made outfit to a special costumer, ended in confessions and closures.

(if that didn't make sense, dammit just read the chapter)

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"Warren's either on something, or..." Eddie snickered at the offended Warren, "...yeah. Heh."

"I'm telling the truth, man!" Warren threw his hands up in frustration. "Guys, seriously."

"Warren, man, how do you expect us to react?" Graham took a swig of his beer. "It's just not...believable."

"We want proof." Eddie challenged him.

"Like what?" Warren scoffed. "What-What do you want me to show you guys?"

"You're creative man, I dunno, her bra?"

Warren leaned forward like he wasn't sure he heard his friend correctly. "Her bra?" He repeated. It triggered a nerve he didn't know could be triggered.

"There," Graham pointed at Warren's visible provoked tone. "That was enough proof. If he doesn't have it, then he never did it."

"Or!" Warren scoffed at both of his friends. "This is something I don't want to mess up. This is something new to me, and so far I think I have a good chance of getting something real. We kissed. We hung out. We laugh about things. I get her. I didn't have to do it."

A moment of silence and unsure glances were shared between the two friends, until the image of the woman and Warren talking to one another at that yacht party submerged from Graham's drunken and sluggish thoughts.

"Woah woah woah," He pushed himself to sit up. "What about Flora, the girl from the yacht party? You were just hooked on her."

Warren's lips immediately spread into a prideful grin. "That is her."

"Y/N Augustine...is Flora...?" Eddie frowned into space.

"Yeah!"

Only laughter erupted from the two drunk men, in turn making Warren grow more impatient with them.

"Fuck you guys, where's Karen?"

"Oh okay." Eddie shook his hands mockingly. "As if Karen will believe you any better."

Warren enters the house, almost tumbling over Camilla crouched down to the babbling Julia.

She noticed his tensed up presence. "Hey, War," she smiled up at him, "something wrong?"

"Nah, don't worry about it," he waved her off, clearly distracted. "Where's Karen? I need her to back me up for something."

"She's out by the front, I think," she squints through the sunlight seeping through the window. “She said not to bother her, though.”

A figure comes in through the front door, but it was just Billy, much to Warren's disappointment.

"Hey man, is Karen talking to somebody out there?"

Billy furrows his eyebrows at him. "Yeah, but I wouldn't...want to interrupt."

"I just need to steal her for a minute."

"Warren, she's kind of important." He warned. "I wouldn't-"

Warren took it as a further indicator that the guest was Y/N. Karen couldn't possibly know anyone else as famous. He marches past him to the door, and when he swings it open to find Karen gathered on a table with the familiar woman sipping tea together, he instantly rushes to them.

Karen sees the black-haired figure she feared would eventually come and interrupt her time with her friend, and she couldn't help but groan out.

"Will anyone just give be a bloody minute to have things to myself? I mean, fuck!"

"Hello ladies," Warren greeted anyways as he stood in front of them. He waves at Y/N peering up at him through her pink-tinted sunglasses. His hands twitched at the sight of her in a purple see-through kind of cloth for her puffy long sleeves, her white bra visible. "Hey."

Karen took note of the way Warren's usual composure to be nonchalant suddenly sloughed off at the sight of Y/N. He actually seemed tense, and clammy, and giddy all at the same time.

"Hi."

And Karen took note of Y/N's. Her normal response to push away any means of flirting was suddenly forgotten at the sight of Warren's cheeky smile. Her "migraine" from having to work with a well-known celebrity who turned out to be a complete bitch from a few hours ago suddenly disappeared, seeing as now she was grinning up at him.

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Karen: There was this...excruciatingly flirty tone in their voices. It was annoying for me to be the one to witness it.

But it was adorable how vulnerable they made each other, even from that simple greeting. Mind you, I didn't know what was going on between the pair. And everything about the way they looked at each other that day seemed...innocent. Pure, if you will.

Well, yes, I sent Warren to her condo so that I didn't have to explain to the poor guy that Y/N Augustine was messing with him the whole time. I sent him there because I knew she needed someone like him, and I knew he needed her too, in the best way.

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"You sound like you're in a rush, War," Karen faked a smile. "Why don't you get on with it so you're not wasting our time?"

Warren frowns down at her. "I mean, I was going to ask to borrow here politely, but I think I'm just going to take her now."

"Mm," Y/N hummed. "I love being objectified."

"Sorry baby," Warren apologized, squeezing her bare shoulders. "I got some stubborn friends who don't believe I've gone more than 6 feet of you. Gotta humiliate them. You like humiliating people, why don't we make this a date?"

"I'm sorry, did I miss something?" Karen gagged, pointing to the both of them. "I don't like this."

"Too bad, Sirko-"

"No, she's right." Y/N retorted. "I didn't agree to anything. I only came here for this." She reached below her seat for the red, shiny box, and Warren's eyes widen like saucers.

He lets out what sounded like a high-pitched scream, and a gasp at the same time. "For me? Aw, baby..." His eyes set on her admiringly. "You shouldn't have!"

Warren should've seen the incoming sarcastic remark a mile away. "Are you kidding me?! Of course I had to! I mean, I lost a total of 5 hours of sleep for this, and I have more pricks on my hand than a local cactus...but who cares?"

So Warren decides to play along. "I love me a tough woman."

But his swagger was immediately washed down with humiliation when Y/N stopped herself from continuing it.

"What the hell, Augustine? That's what that was?" Karen scoffed, taking into her hands a white tag attached to the strings of a ribbon tied to complete the look of the present. The tag was titled Serenity by Y/N Augustine. "Is that what I think it is?"

Y/N smiles awkwardly, and all Karen could do was sit with an agape mouth, trying to restrain herself from strangling her friend.

"I want to wear your work!" She whines. "I've been begging you to make me something for ages! What's his reason for one?"

Warren pulls up a chair and starts ripping the red wrapper. "Pretty privilege." He shrugged.

"Oh!" Karen moved her head back in offense. "Do you want to go, Rojas? I knew Y/N way before you even thought about snagging her!"

"Karen, can we calm down?!" Y/N yelled at her, laughing. "What's in a few weeks?"

She thinks about it for a minute. "Christmas-oh. Oh!"

Meanwhile, Warren had stood up from his seat to try on the his new light brown leather vest, embroidered with flowers on the bottom, and then-

“There they are.” Warren chuckled as he pointed out the bejeweled part of the vest. The jewels were tiny and silver, and acted as borders of the flowers, and went to border the rest of the vest.

From far away, Warren noticed that they were made to stand out. Not too glamorous, but definitely not too basic that can be found at a lame, store at the mall.

No, this was designer. This was by Y/N Augustine, the fashion icon.

“I did what you suggested,” Y/N squinted up at him. “I’m still getting used to how I want to use them on clothes. I don't want the to look to over the top."

“Not bad, baby. I like it.” He chuckles as he lifts his shirt off.

“This is the part where I leave.” Karen whispered to her, a disturbed look on her face, before walking off inside with her tea.

And maybe it was a good idea Karen left.

Y/N stares openly at his bare body. His bare chest.

Holy cow.

“You take your shirt off for every girl?” She mused. But at the same time, she was serious, with a hint of suspicion.

“Nah, just you.” He remarked before swinging his arms through the vest. It slid fit into his body easily. “Such fine art is reserved for the finer art.”

“Geeze, Rojas.” Was all she could muster up, out of complete flattery. Normally she would find these pick-up lines completely overused that it’s lost meaning, or that it’s meaningless as it is.

But she was believing this so easily. Way too easily.

The weird thing is, she likes it. She actually looks forward to them, and at the same time she's disgusted by her own smittenness.

Is that even a word?

Warren pats the vest against his chest and dusts off invisible dust. “How’d you know my size?”

“Called you to ask." She sipped her tea. "Woman named Camilla answered, though."

"That's why she snuck in my room to grab a vest. Could've just asked me to take over, though."

Y/N laughed. "The conversation went on for hours. She's lovely to talk to. I want to meet her in person today."

Warren couldn't help but get ticked off. She's touched every nerve he had, it felt like, but she was avoiding anything that had to do with him.

He was right in front of her, and all she could do was avoid him every possible way.

It was like every step Warren took, with Y/N's coldness, he'd have to take a way more steps back than he did forward. Approaching her kept hurting him.

And the only way she's approached him? It was a kiss, the best and most sensual kiss he's ever felt, one that seemed to keep him breathless and despite it, left her wanting for more. It was a kiss he's been wanting more of at every thought, every mention of her name.

And while the kiss was a moment he'd never forget, it seemed like for Y/N she had forgotten it as soon as it was over.

Y/N senses his change of demeanor just by the way he slipped out of the vest. "What's wrong?"

"Can we talk about it?" His voice wavered. Asking about it physically pained Warren, but he pushed through. "Alright? It's the least you could do."

Y/N swallows thickly, her eyes darting off to her shoes. "About what?"

"Y'know exactly what." Warren inhaled sharply as he slipped back into his t-shirt. "What is this, even? What do you expect out of this?" He motioned to the two of them. "Because I'll tell you what I want it to be. Y/N I barely know you, but I've already picked up enough about you to know that you are just about the only person I know that's stuck on me. You're different, and it's so comforting and-and nice to see someone stick to their own thing and not feel the need to conform to be part of the crowd. Do you know how refreshing that is? And, fuck, that kiss-"

Warren saw a slight tremble in her bottom lip, and he wasn't sure if he should stop or not.

"I'm not..." she clenched her jaw, surprisingly, not out of anger. "I'm not the happiest right now."

"Well that's fucking perfect, Y/N." He pointed at his chest. "I'm. Right. Here."

She shook her head, her eyes shut. "Don't-"

"I can do it." He reassured her in a low, husky voice. He took the risk of placing a hand on hers. "I doubted it for a second, that I'm holding you back or something, but nothing does. Nothing can hold you back. You do your own shit, and everyone just follows along, because you're such a force. For fighting about women's rights, donating to charities even I've never heard about-"

Y/N's heart only jammed against her ribcage violently. "How'd you know about that?" She whispered under her breath in disbelief.

He shrugged with a smile. "A man's gotta do his research."

She can't possibly give in, and it wasn't about her career now.

She's scared if she gives in, that she's just using him to fill in the emptiness of her life. A good—the best man she's probably met for noticing what others couldn't about her, for noticing what she herself couldn't notice.

She had just submitted a few of her bejeweled and other unique and risky clothing projects like Warren encouraged her to, and her team loved them.

When no answer came out of her, Warren continued, swiping his thumb over and over on her hand. "I've done all the research I can do, now I really want to see you behind the camera, behind the press."

It easily hit every doubt Y/N had in her heart down and dead. "Dammit, Warren-" she choked out, a hand over her eyes.

"Hey, look." He chuckled out. "I'm asking for a lot, but we can take this as slow as you want-"

"You're so fucking stubborn." She sniffed, slapping his hand away out of flattery. "Fuck you."

"Is that a yes? I don't have to go on one knee right now though, right?"

Y/N only shook her head and brought his lips to hers hungrily.

No, he didn't have to go down on one knee right now.

•─────⋅(cut to documentary)⋅─────•

Warren: Y'know, there were a lot of things I wish I could go back and experience again, but nothing beats the shocked look on those motherfuckers' faces that day when I came back with my sweet babe of a girlfriend wrapped around my arm *chuckles*

Eh, well,*he ticks* they actually haven't met her until Christmas day, which wasn't until a few weeks later. And I had some making up to do, which was perfect.

•─────⋅(cut back)⋅─────•

"You promised me a drum lesson." Y/N panted out a laugh. Even after the high, she was able to push herself up on her elbows on the lofty bed. "To brush off my drumming skills because the drummer from the Six said I needed 'some help."

The said drummer followed her up and smiled against the corner of her lips. "Look who's gullible now." He teased.

He makes a trail of kisses from the neck and up, and with his mustache, earned him a few squeals and screams.

"One of these days I'm going have to elbow you or break your nose," she giggled out. "Warren, stop!"

He doesn't, and the sound of her giggling and laughing only encouraged him to kiss her harder on her neck, and with every pursing of his lips his mustache followed, tickling her. "You love my nose and my mustache."

"Warren, fuck!" Y/N moved away and grabbed her bedside alarm. "The dinner was supposed to start 2 hours ago."

"Well shit," Warren shrugged, clearly ignoring his lover's panic. "Too late for anything now. I think we should just stay here, on this bed, making lo-"

"Oy vey," she muttered under her breath, staring at the clock in dismay once again.

"Baby," he stifled a moan against her shoulder. "What did I say about speaking French to me? Fuck..."

"That wasn't even-I'm getting dressed." Y/N stumbles out of her entangled formation with her boyfriend to get to her closet.

When no movement followed her, Y/N threatened, "Warren, if you don't get up I'm dragging you out by your mustache."

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katnissmellarkkk · 26 days

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Yall I did it!!! I actually finished the chapter! Okay so now I was thinking seriously of splitting this chapter in two parts but in the end, I couldn’t find a good, satisfying place to break them in half so… here’s a really long chapter! Hopefully you guys don’t mind 🩷🩷🩷🩷

Okay well anyways, God bless all of you and thank you so much for continuing to read my stuff, following my page here, giving me kudos and especially all the really nice, wonderful comments! Those are like instant serotonin to my brain 🤍.

Anyways hope you enjoy!

It doesn’t take long for Peeta to arrive home. After our call ended, with me tearfully proclaiming I need you, all I could manage to do was stare at the clock. Stare at it and count the minutes until my husband was here with me and not lingering in town, vulnerable and unaware of the most recent turn of events.

Not lingering in town, where Vulcan could find him and follow through with his threat to take Peeta’s life.

I almost choke as the possibility dawns on me. For some reason, in the hours since I awoke, the prospect of Vulcan the Stalker harming Peeta had yet to even cross my mind.

And my head wound throbs and my side aches something awful as the image fills my mind. The image of the person I love most in the world, lying in a pool of his own blood, slowly dying from a wound inflicted by a monster, who for some deranged reason chose me to be the object of his affection. My chest hurts at the very concept that Peeta could be gravely injured and I would be none the wiser. The mere idea quite literally takes my breath away.

The mere idea that what happened to me could happen to Peeta makes my eyes fill up, and I wonder if I begin to hyperventilate how much it’ll damage the stitches in my side. How much can I move before I damage the seams holding my hip together and keeping me from bleeding out all over the bed.

But — thankfully — I don’t have time to find out. Because before I can have a full meltdown, much like the one I already had upon waking up and finding myself stitched together like one of Prim’s old rag dolls, my husband’s stomp booms as he comes up the stairs, apparently taking them three at a time.

And I’ve never been so grateful for his gait. I’ve never been so grateful that he’s as loud as a bear on a wild chase.

I only wish we could be alone. I wish we could just have a moment to ourselves. But there’s still Enforcers in our hall, conferring quietly among themselves, with no end to their visit in sight. Actually, it’s not just the hall. There is still Enforcers everywhere on our property.

On our lawn, in our kitchen, on the porch, in the living room, the office, the backyard, down the road.

And especially in the spare room where I painted the floor scarlet with my blood. They’ve all been taking turns rotating in and out of that room for as long as I’ve been coherent.

One of the Enforcers — a younger male, who I haven’t had to personally speak to — attempts to stop Peeta as he rushes to get to me, his eyes dark and wild and intense.

“Sir, I’m sorry,” the young lawman says, his tone all business and detached. Like my near death experience is nothing but a bore to him. “This whole house is a crime scene. You can’t be in here-”

“She’s my wife,” Peeta simply states, as if that changes everything.

Because it does. To me and to him.

Because for as long as that handcrafted ring is on my finger, wherever I am, he belongs too. There’s nowhere I could be that Peeta wouldn’t follow. There’s nothing that could keep me away from him.

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eremikas-bby · 11 months

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꧁Living With the Fauna and Flora With Your Beloved꧂

"𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂, 𝓘 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓮𝔀"

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀●∘◦❀◦∘●˚ ༘

Overview: Headcanons on a cottagecore life with Mikasa Ackerman Theme: Fluff, modern au, rural living, Fem! Reader A/N: This is inspired from one of the many times I shifted realities with her. This is my first time posting my writing and I’m sure I still have a long way to go so pls bear with me 🥲 Looking forward to some feedback, hihi <3

𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪:

ꕤ You used to live in the hustle and bustle of the city. Though it was fun, joyful, and lively, it was also etched with selfishness, chaos, and worldliness.

ꕤ The two of you grew up together, admiring each other from the start. She was with you and you were with her. Your hearts are knit together like a puzzle, attached to the hip, always inseparable.

ꕤ You were able to view the majestic city lights, walk in enormous buildings, listen to the jolly chittering and chattering of the crowd. You witnessed pleasure and happiness…

Deep inside, your heart still willed for home.

ꕤ Once you were both stable, you wanted to pursue one of your dreams of finding a place with peace, safety, and comfort. Just like how you feel with each other.

ꕤ You traveled west, to find a peaceful place. One that you can handle, sustain, admire, and protect.

ꕤ You spent months, traveling day and night to find this rural place, to build a cottage, and stay with her.

It wasn’t too flashy and elegant, it was what you just needed.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡✿˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡

ℝ𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖:

ꕤ She would lie on your chest/ vise versa but most of the time she would wake up first just to adore you 🥺

ꕤ I’d say she’s a very light sleeper and she usually observes her surroundings and it became subconscious for her to wake up before you.

(There’s just the instinct inside her to protect her babyy <3)

ꕤ She would stroke your hair, adoring how the newly-risen sun shines on your skin. She glances at your body, glad to have found you and to be loved by you. In her thoughts, I’m sure she is down bad frrrrr (And I failed to mention, the sweet nothing she would whisper into your skin 😏)

(and damn, it’s 7am but her heart flutters at the thought of how adorable you look, vulnerable and fragile in her arms !) This takes like 30 minutes cuz idk she just loves you that much

ꕤ She will give you tiny li’l pecks when she thinks that it’s time to get out of bed, kissing you all over your face, greeting you a “Hunny, wake up now! Time for another day~”

You will be all grumpy at first but once you finally adjust your eyes to her, you’re a simp as well. And it gives you the sudden boost of serotonin to get out of bed 🤣

ꕤ Soon enough, you both are gonna feed the animals together. Likely, you guys would have a few chickens, ducks (on a river. yall just randomly give em some), 4 cats, 1 protector dog, 2 big doggos that act like a cat (they're vv lazy), and 2 horses. Mikasa would let them roam around for a while after their meal

ꕤ Around mid-morning, you finish eating with her and she heads off to the woods to hunt some food and fill in on the supplies. To bargain, you will plant some trees and some plants nearby with whatever seed you have around.

ꕤ Upon waiting for her arrival, you would usually cook her favorite dessert, either cinnamon buns, strawberry cookies/ croissants, apple pie, a cake, etc.

In your spare time, you'll sew/ crochet/ knit, do a bit of laundry, and/ or read a chapter or two.

ꕤ She arrives, ofc she'll anticipate a li’l kiss on the cheek as she enjoys her treat.

ꕤ On golden hour, I could see that as the perfect time for strawberry picking. You both would sometimes have mini picnics there. And go on a mini swing y'all have built in.

ꕤ As you both head back to the cottage, you sit by the waterfalls nearby. Sometimes, you would fetch some water but at times, you'll just be enjoying it, splishing and splashing.

ꕤ Come evening, you will be cooking but now with her. You give the animals some of their food and tidy up their areas.

ꕤ You clean up yourselves, preparing for bed. And you both doze off to sleep, after having a small pillow talk about how the day was.

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𝕆𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤:

ꕤ Sometimes, you wake up before sunrise just to walk around and explore.

ꕤ As seen from when you both woke up, she’s very protective. I’m sure that she would literally argue with you over the smallest things, like slicing too near to the knife, going near a thorny bush, running off to a deeper end of the woods before her, and touching random things you’re fascinated with.

ꕤ You named some of your animals rooted from the things that connect you (e.g. a fav character yall share, ship name you previously had off each other, fav food)

ꕤ She dedicates a flower/plant she encounters to you.

ꕤ She may act all tough and stern when she’s serious but she has a soft spot for u

ꕤ She brings you to hunt sometimes, but she’s extra scared and anxious when her hands are full

ꕤ If you do stay home, one thing that she also likes doing is kissing your nape when you’re doing something as she arrives.

ꕤ She oddly likes to sniff you sometimes… But hey, she likes your pheromones !

ꕤ You guys have matching Polaroid cameras and you would sneak pics of each other when given the chance. (And you have 3 albums of them)

ꕤ Overall, it warms her heart to see how happy you are. She appreciates your infatuation with nature.

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Creds to the icon, the legend, and the kween, @nightfall-kachiniko for the idea and encouragement.

Anygays, bye. Have a great day :D

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ELLIE! Sigh ok I'll try not to make this too long. I've gone back and forth with for quite some time and because of your writing I feel as though I'm slowly becoming a Gojo girl. Now I want to state that there's nothing wrong with that at all! I get the hype. I completely understand but I've never looked at him that way. Suguru has always been it for me when it comes to JJK men. You've ruined me with Kickoff and the retail au story 😭😭😭. What did it do deserve this is?! How could you just come into my life with your wonderful, beautifully written lengthy masterpieces disguised as stories and make me start feeling this way?! I've thought about blocking you (that's a bold face lie BTW. I've never even considered it) to escape these feelings. I had to make you aware because this is completely your fault😮‍💨🥲. Pray for me Ellie...its the least you can do😩

OMG BAKUHOETHOTSKI QUEEN HI <333

“i’m slowly becoming a gojo girl. now i want to state that there’s nothing wrong with that at all!”

pls why did that send me to the fkn moon 😭😭as if the gojo girlies need to seek help or sumn 🤣🤣🤣 and you’re trying to abolish a debilitating stigma PLSSKDJDJFH (valid tho). reminds me of that meme "im not upset w yall bc i know ur mentally ill. which is why im gonna open up a hospital-"

omggg perhaps to convert u to a gojo girlie has been my mischievous plan all along 😏 🙈 just join ussss we r so fun i promise n satoru is our sexy slutty softie man 🫶🏼💕

thank u dear for the compliments i rly dont know how to say how much it means to me 😭💕 to call my silly little intrusive thoughts in the form of proper grammar as MASTEPRIECES is something my brain can simply melt for

omg pls dont block me🧍🏻‍♀️i get sm serotonin sayin ur name out loud from my notifs

okieee i’ll pray for u but i will not stop my evil plan 🙏🏼 ✨

#JOIN THE DARK SIDE #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #kickoff #asks

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m-arahuyo · 4 months

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getting to know me

been dead here a while so i suppose this is as good a come back as any HEY ERRBODY i live

also thanks to the lovely @sp4cedr4g0n for tagging me here

last song: abstract (psychopomp) by hozier, been listening to it at least a couple times a day every day since last week. this man really be out for blood with this entire album

before abstract, it was DO YOU KNOW I COULD BREAK BENEATH THE WEIGHT unknown/nth, but i got that out of my head soon as i was able to write smth for it so,,,

favorite color: way too difficult to choose between cyan and pink so i'm saying both, don't touch me

currently watching: JENNA MARBLES. the serotonin from watching her put on a fake beard and turn herself into a chair is just,,, [chef's kiss]. i miss her dearly

annnnd are yall ready for some true crime bec i also just started till murder do us part

last movie/show: i (re)watched gone girl last weekend with my brother while drunk and we were both still,,, awestruck at the carefully crafted diabolicalness. mother

spicy/savory/sweet: all three is fine right

relationship status: been single for bout 2 years now

current obsession: SONG SO MI SONG SO MI SONG SO MI S O N G B I R D im gon go feral I WILL PROTECT HER W MY LIFE

last google search: "iska movie" bec while it was a movie released in 2019, saw it getting a lot of flak online (locally) lately and wanted to see what it was all about. general consensus is that it's poverty porn and just pointlessly upsetting so,,, am i still gon see it for myself? probably

and now for the tagging god i am terrified of bothering people but here are both pallies (im sorta back hi) and mutuals i jus wanna be more of pallies w, no pressure to anybody tho!! u dont need to answer, could jus think of this as a gud gud poke that someone thought abt u

@ossifer-bones @nanocupcakes @lostchips @amaltheaz @xanmemes

some of yall followed me for the fics i am so sorry for disappearing into the void, much love tho

#tag game #about #thanks randy u are lovely

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l0ves1ckf0ol · 2 years

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OXYTOCIN : 001 (cancelled)

— in which, miguel wants y/n to have fun, get some oxytocin (possibly a fic).

— before you read, this post will use "y/n" to refer to you, 2nd pov, sorry for some inaccuracies i dont live in the us or how prices work there.

you hadn't remembered the time you felt alive every moment feels like a boring dream. you were living in a weird town- with karate freaks and stuck up creepy men. you say karate freaks because you were old friends with tory nichols, tory nichols is part of the freaks. she went berserk on her boyfriend's ex, and for what? kissing the guy. this whole karate rivalry thing has made you annoyed, at first you thought the worst thing that could happen to you is everyday feeling like a schedule because of school. school makes life boring. but when the rivalry came you didn't know what you hated more. the bore or the stupid rivalry that put your friend at risk. you tried doing karate but it wasn't your style, you also tried miyagi-do but y'know you got lazy. and well here you are, at a conviniece store.

"how much for the beer?" right in front of you stood kyler, a well known bully. you were sitting behind the counter, nose stuck in a book. you dropped your book to the counter and raised an eyebrow, "you know damn well you're not legal for it?" you scoff. kyler frowned, "what you say?"

"i said you're not even legal for it, i know you from school." you repeat this time with more attitude, 'asshole' almost slipping out of your mouth. then a blonde woman appeared behind him "hey cut us off some slack, y/n" tory reasons before kyler could pounce on you.

"whatever, its $17." kyler wasn't too happy about it, "what the fuck? you taking advantage of me or something?" he argued, "inflation happens, brawns with no brains. now give it or no beer for you."

kyler glares at you as he slaps the money down on the counter, you counted it and nod off to them. "just get out of here before one of y'all's next victims walk through the door and trash the place." you say eyeing tory as the pair walked out.

you sat back down on your chair, "they're gone now." you say with a yawn as you grabbed your pocket book and got back to reading. "i wasn't scared of them y'know?" he told you as he gets out of the storage closet from behind you. "do i look like i care? i don't want you to start a fight inside a store. i'll get fired." you mutter.

"hawk is having a party at the beach after school tomorrow. wanna come?" he asks you. miguel squats down to you on the floor. "no thanks, having an ample amount of time to read rather than going to the beach."

"you just said you loved the beach."

"i hate parties."

miguel sighs, "you're scared aren't you?" you frown at his assumption, "i'm just avoiding trouble, unlike you and those snakes next door love to think with yall's fists." you say to him, facing him this time as you place your book on the desk. "please?" miguel pleads "i want you there, besides its gonna be fun!" he says. "i want you to let loose"

you hated that statement, you hated that with every fiber of your being. people can't seem to get over the stereotype of teenagers of going out and partying while you like where you are right now, working a job, reading books, analyzing films- what was there not to like? if miguel was one of your family members you would've dashed into your room and plot pointless revenge for hours.

but he wasn't, he looked sincere. "i want you to have fun, get you some oxytocin." you laugh aloud "what a nerd." miguel's jaw drops, "you know that word?" he asks as you nodded, "the feel-good hormone, different from serotonin on many levels." you say knowledgeably.

"look, just think about it. alright? i don't want to force you." miguel reassures you, patting your shoulder as he leaves the convenience store "see you at school!"

#cobra kai #cobra kai netflix #miguel diaz #miguel diaz x gnreader #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz fanfiction #xu's fics #oxytocin

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dizzybizz · 1 year

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Hiiii omg this is so silly and I looooove your bd art but my bestie and I are obsessed with your ouppy???? (Congrats on obtaining the ouppy!!!!!)

We gave ouppy a hat and all we did in the past few days was sending this picture back and forth???? Like our chat is literally just ouppy?????

Ouppy is my source of serotonin during dark times like this please

this is everything to me actually omg??

thank you for telling me-

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ok hold up i am running on barely 5 hours of shitty sleep bc one of our cats just had to run outside for a few minutes at like 3am just to come back with a mouse and run around the house screaming- she was laying in my bed and then ran off, was gone for a little while and then i hear her obnoxious meowing from downstairs and so i called for her- and she runs up and goes straight under my bed and i just go "oh no, what do you have this time-" well a fucking mouse is what-

ok wait- this day has been so fucking disastrous?? do yall mind if i scream about it for a bit???? sorry that im using your ask to rant but omfg, you'll get ouppy content dw

it was a five hour drive at fucking 6:30 and i have been half asleep the entire day

and my dad drove to the wrong address, and then managed to get us stuck in the fucking snow??? so we spent an extra hour freeing the car with the help of the people who lived there, they were really nice but their kids were watching from the window for a while and it was lowkey really unsettling lmao

OK BUT LIKE THE FUCKING STRUGGLE THAT WAS GETTING THE CAGE IN ORDER NOOO IT WAS AWFUL,,,, i dont want to think about it

also on our way home we were on a road with no streetlights for a while except it was really foggy so it just looked surreal- it was basically a gray gradient with no definition and since i was barely awake i thought it was real before realizing "oh wait its just fog,,, im really tired huh"

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hi sorry about that i really badly need to sleep rn but i have some ouppy content first

here he is at his og home:

here he is in my dads arms, he looks so eepyyyy:

on the way home:

idonthavemanypicsaight

hes the biggest of his litter and second born

two pups of that litter ended up white despite the parents being black and brown?????

he had been at home for an hour and he managed to shit once and piss twice,, all on different carpets too,,,, i am so eager for when he is potty trained oml

he has met 3/4 of our cats, everyone involved is very hesitant

he has claimed a bed already, and it just so happens to be the fave of 2 of our cats,,,, sorry guys omg

he loses his goddamn mind when you lay down on your back, hes all up in your face immediately... its so adorable 🥺🥺🥺

he.

#sry i didnt proofread this #help my eyes theyre so very tired #mylittleguys #ok no i need to go to sleep #im so glad he brings yall some joy <333 #so proud of him for this lmao

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kedreeva · 1 year

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OK OK SO LISTEN OK HEAR ME OUT I AM VERY VERY MUCH WELL ON MY EAY TO ACTUALLY WATCHING THIS BIT H OF A SHOW JUST BECAUSE EVERY TIME YOU TELL ME MORE ABOUT IT the broken ass fucking thing in ny brain that controls my serotonin levels goes _Ping_ and i get to experience The Happy but LISTEN here the fucking issue ive got an absolute bitch of an executive dysfunction and main issue: everything i know about thr show and everything that makes my brain go HYPERFIXATION TIME is shit from like,, the last 2 seasons ig mostly and like on a Theoretical fucking level i am well aware that once i start watching ill start enjoying it from the first coupke episodes (whatever deity may or may not be out there ought to just strike me down already at this point my previous self from like 5 years ago would strangle me if that fucker knew ehat our stupid bitch of a brain latched to amd decided to sing praises to in the end) but like The Things that currently have me in the headlock when it comes to the damned show Wont be There yet and even though i logically know it doesnt matter cause ill enjoy the rest too stupid piece of shit brain goes "must watch 2 seasons just to get there? Must watch 2 seasins to get to the Serotonin? Not in this energy crisis" so im Stuck unable to Watch it and Wanting to and reading and looking at SO much fucking fancontent cause goddamn the fucking fandom is talented fuck yall

Also i really appreciate your offer regarding the poll its v sweet of you but unfortunately its got a local target audience since its for a project that will begin at a local stage (and if i get my way slowly grow bigger until it reaches nationwide level but yeah v low hopes for it to get that far) and also since the whole project thing is basically a part of a far larger project thing with lots of smaller teams like us and shit and the reason im part of the whole shebang is that a professor of mine decided to place me on her team without even asking ive gotta make the poll using my Proper™ account which not only means sharing my deadname but also my last name (in short my whole legal name) so yeah big fucking mess thats going to shit anyway but i really appreciate the intention its v sweet (also as you hopefully have figured out i am VERY shit at explaining anything on a manner that makes sense but also im my defence it Is currently 3am where i am so yeah id like to throw a teeny bit of the blame for my inability to communicate on that)

Go to SLEEP.

But before you do I need you to look me in the fucking eyes, and understand this: season 1 is absolutely fantastic. Season 1 is still my favorite season. Not only do you get to meet all the amazing characters as babies, but the plots.... oh, the plots. oh. the storylines in season 1 are all fucking gorgeous, Delightful.

okayokay, listen. listen.

I gotta calm down a second because season 1 is so good, but listen

Season 1 does something that's so incredibly difficult to pull off, and not only did they pull it off, they pulled it off with flying colors. They told three narratives that were all part of one narrative, expertly braiding them together until suddenly they have all come together and everything crescendos and hhhhhh it's bliss. It's fucking bliss.

You have the first plot, and that's a kid's adventure plot. It is the genre of plot where you have a bunch of kids who get into a supernatural shenanigan with a New Friend, completely under the noses of the oblivious adults. This is some ET shit, some Earth to Echo shit. They've got to hide their New Weird Friend from the adults, and they are the ONLY ONES capable of saving her. High Child Adventure Time. They're riding their bikes and yelling over their radios and doing things only children would think to do in an attempt to keep El safe.

Then you have the second plot, with Nancy, Jonathan, and Steve (and arguably tommy and carol). This is a teenage monster horror flick w/ bonus romance. This is "one of the teenagers got killed/taken by a monster and the rest of the teens have to survive/cope with it/hunt the monster down together" genre. Nancy and Steve are busy getting into romance and then crashing and burning it because Nancy knows there's monsters and Steve has no idea, but Jonathan knows there's monsters, and now they're teaming up to fight back right up until Steve crash lands in the middle of the event and picks up the nailbat the first time. Delightful, you have to understand. You have to know. The first time Steve weilds the nailbat, he twirls it. And that twirl is.... fucking everything. That twirl lives rent free in my head for eternity.

You have to understand. This entire scene leading up to this is pure fucking gold. Steve is beat the fuck up after picking a fight with Jonathan (and losing), and he's come over to Jonathan's house to apologize to him, because he realized he's been an asshole. Who DOES that first of all. Second of all, this is AFTER he went and made amends with the theater he and tommy and carol defaced to be mean to nancy, and before he's apologized to nancy herself; he's coming to jonathan's house, alone, at night, to apologize to Jonathan, not because he knows Nancy is there, but because it's the right thing to do.

And then Nancy opens the door and okay, he had guessed they were... a thing, maybe, so that's not totally unexpected, but then he sees her hand. He sees the bandage on her hand, the blood they were using to draw the monster, and he has NO IDEA monsters exist still. He pushes into the house because he thinks Jonathan hurt Nancy, only to find Jonathan is also sporting a bandage, and also there's like. weapons all over the fucking place and christmas lights and Nancy's yelling at him to leave and she pulls a fucking gun on him and tells him he has 5 seconds to gtfo, and as if that wasn't enough, a literal monster claws through the ceiling, drops down and starts trying to eat them all. Nancy's firing a gun at it right up until Jonathan grabs her around the middle and bodily hauls her away from danger, grabs Steve's hand with his other hand, and hauls his partners down the hall to safety.

Down the hall where, you know, he and Nancy put a fucking bear trap on the ground. A bear trap steve does not know about but when Jonathan yells JUMP, do you know. Steve doesn't even stop to ask how high. he just fucking jumps. He's freaking out and the monster seems to disappear and they tell him to leave because it's going to come back and he makes it all the way to his car before realizing... he can't fucking leave them there. so he goes charging right back into danger, and good fucking thing too, because Jonathan's been disarmed and nancy's out of bullets and the demogorgon is still coming after her, and Steve gets there just in time to scoop up Jonathans nailbat (which FYI, was made from Nancy's bat, with Jonathan's nails, and now Steve wields it, as if I NEEDED OT3 feels) and start wailing on the monster until it's beaten back into the trap and they can set it on fire.

LIKE. SEASON 1 JUST HAS THAT???

and then!!! there's also the ADULT plotline, which is of the government conspiracy theory genre, as Joyce refuses to believe her son Will is dead and Hopper doesn't agree until actually he finds out she's RIGHT and the corpse was a FAKE and then HE is in on it and they are desperately trying to figure out what the fuck the LAB was doing with all its secrets.

And Delightful.... I have to say. Watching these three plotlines converge.... I've watched the first season dozens of times by this point. Chef's kiss. They all come together and realize they've all been dealing with facets of the same problem, and they move forward together to save Will and take down the monster and the lab that caused the problem. Oh my GOD.

And that's not even speaking of the characters. You will be adopting every child. Season 1 mike is the best mike. I would kill for season 1 nancy but she's got it covered. Season 1 Steve shows you his capacity for being a bitch, which is WHY the later seasons are so amazing with him being a good guy. You have to be able to remember the moment he took Jonathan's camera from him, jonathan's most prized possession, probably the most expensive and difficult to replace thing Jonathan owns, and smashes it on the pavement. You have to experience him writing (or allowing Tommy to write) "Nancy Wheeler is a SLUT" on the movie theater announcement board on main street. You have to see him shove Jonathan and say "always figured you for a queer" in order to understand how far he's come when he sits on the bathroom floor with Robin and softly says "oh." and still looks at her like she hung the moon. You have to see how much the kids care about each other when they are all in one place or you will never survive the catty nonsense they go through in season 3. SEASON 1 MATTERS SO MUCH.

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There's SO MUCH about season 1!!! I'm supposed to be writing stories right now, so I'm gonna leave it here but please know you will not be slogging through 2 seasons to get to 3 and 4. You'll be watching the best season, a good season, and then arrive at when the plot kind of sucks but the characters have a chokehold on your heart so it doesn't matter.

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