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kindestofkings · 5 months

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what came first, the chicken or the dickhead? [3/3]

[smau]

f1driver!reader x lando norris

authors note: book a dentist app guys this shit is sweet !

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yourusername 😭 🥺 guys I, I, I just won at my home race with my best friend alongside me. those two kids dreamed of days like these. lan you next 💓

to the tifosi for your unyielding support, to scuderiaferrari for helping me achieve things like this, and to charlie the best teammate a girl could ask for <3

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landonorris so proud of you luv but PLEASE let me win soon, we dont need another max situation

yourusername lando tries to be sentimental challenge: FAILED f1fan hahahaha mate please grow up and make a move !

danielricciardo incredible stuff mate! landonorris you were so cute, what happened?

landonorris ha ha ha 😑

taylorswift you are killing it girl !! I see you're stateside later this year maybe you could join us at the era's tour?

yourusername 😀😀😀 I need someone to confirm this is real, landooooooooo landonorris its real so please stop hyperventilating in you drivers room alex_albon do you forget you have millions of followers and a mega superstar yourself?? yourusername and what she's TAYLOR SWIFT. she writes works of art like folklore and i drive in circles. alex_albon AT A VERY INSANE SPEED learn your worth please ynfan1 you did so well with him lilymhe

maxfewtrell you know what they say couples who win together stay together !

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ynfan2 max you are not quick enough for me I saw that 👀👀

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taylorswiftupdates after a long time of online interactions the f1 ferrari driver yourusername was at tonights show!! it appears the driver was joined with fellow drivers lando norris,charles leclerc and daniel ricciardo.

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ynfan1 can you imagine your favourite singer of all time making that face at you 🥺

ynfan2 and she got one of tonights secret song dedicated to her aswell!!

ynfan3 no way really!! what was it ynfan2 it was randomly Crazier, the song taylor sang in the hannah montana film 😂

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landonorris hope you enjoyed your birthday cause you're never receiving another birthday present again. why WHY is your favourite taylor swift song so obscure??

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yourusername you are the best of the best of the best of the BEST

taylorswift you guys are the most adorable 🥺

charles_leclerc cause shes a country girl at heart come you know this 😂

yourusername ahem country girls shake it for me 🤠

ynlando4ever GUYS HE GOT TAYLOR TO SING HER FAVOURITE SONG THEY ARE IN LOVE!!!!

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eras tour READY

I lied nothing could've prepared me for this ....

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taylorswift so glad you could come and enjoy 💓💓 that boy of yours is such a cutie.. yourusername he's a keeper for sure! hate keeping it all so secretive but like someone amazing once sang romance is not dead if you keep it just yours 😂 ❤️

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yourusername I dont do tiktok but I love the its all too much for little lando norris cause he falls asleep during my taylor swift rants 😤

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landonorris EHHHHH DONT THINK YOU MEANT THAT LAST ONE RIGHT BABE?

ynfan1 BABE?? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THE HOUSE OF COMMENTS yourusername oh fuck lan landonorris HA and you said it be me who would out us ynfan2 US? theres an us??

yncharlesshipper what happened to charlie??

ynlando4ever VICTORY

danielricciardo hahahahahah wait why does norizz look kinda ??

landonorris you can say it 😏😏

yourusername OKAY Y'ALL CAUGHT ME WE'RE NOT JUST FRIENDS! SHOOT ME LOOK AT HIM!!!

landonorris LOOK AT YOUUUUU ynfan1 k im obsessed with them even more now

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landonorris since she messed up I can FINALLY show off how I got the girl 2 years ago 😎

happy to announce i'm accepting apologises for all those norizz comments cause LOOK at who's my girl

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yourusername thats right baby your girl !!

maxfewtrell FINALLY

danielricciardo agreed, and you're never hearing anything from me norizz alex_albon still in shock carlossainz55 can relax now, yn is scary

charles_leclerc we got there eventually! looking forward to not being shipped with you now yourusername 😂😂

yourusername I don't know what you're talking about I'm a catch!

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yourusername car failures are a teams worse nightmare and unfortunately my hard truth for today's race in Singapore 💔 being ruled out during the formation lap is something I hope to never experience again, so sorry for disappointing everyone and the team!

ON ANOTHER NOTE its time for a hardlaunch cause LOOK WHO JUST GOT HIS FIRST WIN! congrats bro 😎 👍❤️‍🔥 💖

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scuderiaferrari could never disappointment, we win as a team and lose as a team!

yourusername you guys xx ynfan1 the teams support never fails to make me emosh, all you that deserve!!

f1fan still a slay in my eyes!

landonorris the use of bro here is conflicting to all the pride driven kisses i've been getting 🤔🤔

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f1fanupdates gasly is once again providing all the drama for the viewers! after another dnf the alphatauri driver made a jab at mclaren's first driver, lando norris...

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f1fan1 why have one feud with a driver when you can have 2!! right pierre?

ynfan2 man is just realising he can't blame yn anymore so he's picking on lando

ynfan3 do you think its all related? like continuous beef that all links back to her?

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landonorris the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake

japan its been real!

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pierregasly imagine being this cocky all while being overshadowed by your rookie teammate

landonorris imagine ruining your own career because a girl told you she didn't want to go out with you pierregasly if shes going out with the likes of you, think I dodged a bullet landonorris do you or do you not have a girlfriend rn? yourusername enough of this. pierre you are a broken record stfu and focus on your driving

ynfan1 OH MY GOD its all clicking, all this mess cause of a bruised ego...

ynfan2 men being men ugh

yourusername tay tay 🥺🥺 in your caption 🥺 love you

landonorris and the edit! i want all the brownie points baby 😏

danielricciardo MY EX-MAN BROUGHT HIS NEW GIRLFRIEND SHE'S LIKE

yourusername "OH MY GOD," BUT I'M JUST GONNA SHAKE IT charles_leclerc AND TO THE FELLA OVER THERE WITH THE HELLA GOOD HAIR maxverstappen1 WON'T YOU COME ON OVER, BABY? WE CAN SHAKE, SHAKE, SHAKE landonorris wow wdc winner with the taylor swift lyrics in my comments??

ynfan1 OH MY GOD its all clicking, all this mess cause of a bruised ego...

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my man my man my man 💓

landonorris where gasly wishes he could be 👀 landonorris love love love you

AHH I hope this was worth the wait guys!! the beef is so squashed in but I was consumed be the full by then lol

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weirdly couldnt tag everyone sorry !!

#lando norris #lando norris imagine #lando norris x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #lando norris fanfic #f1driver!reader #smau

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distantdarlings · 6 months

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THE SECONDS BEFORE // e. berkshire

RATING: R / 2.2K WORDS

Enzo Berkshire x Reader Insert (no gender-specific details)

+ SUMMARY - Just before the infamous Battle of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall makes the decision to keep all Slytherin students housed together in the dungeons. The night before the Battle begins, you can’t sleep. You wake a friend to keep your mind occupied. (Romance, Angst if you squint)

+ WARNINGS - Heavy kissing, language, heavy petting, implied sexual material

+ MUSIC (listened to while writing) -

My Love - Sia

Your eyes found the ceiling as if waiting for something to happen. Perhaps if you stared long enough, it would burst into swirls of color and light—or maybe it would fold back and reveal the stars that you so desperately wanted to see. You felt like you all had been in the dungeons for years, wasting away. Every time you looked at one of your friends, you felt as if they looked older. Like they'd aged while down here. The odd exhaustion painted bruises beneath their eyes and tore their lips.

You sighed and tapped your fingers on your stomach, attempting to entertain yourself. All of the boys were asleep and there was no way in hell you were going to be joining them anytime soon. Something about this whole situation set your teeth on edge. You weren’t sure if it was the fact that half of the people the castle was currently at extreme odds with were some of your closest friend’s parents and family or that you all weren’t allowed in the dorms, so you hadn’t changed in a day or two, or something else. But you knew you were getting tired of being here. When Professor McGonnagal had suggested using the dungeons to house the Slytherin students until they were sure you all were safe, you thought it sounded smart and would be a good way to keep everyone together and alive for a little while. And it was, it just felt off for a lot of reasons. Nobody but the house elves had been down here in two days. You wanted to know what was going on out there.

You rolled over, tucking your arm beneath your head to remain comfortable. Your eyes found the older boy that slept peacefully beside you. You wondered silently what the boy might be dreaming about and how angry he'd get if you woke him up. There was a pretty large chance considering how the boy felt about sleep, so fifty-fifty?

"Enzo," you whispered gently so as not to startle him. "Enzo, wake up."

When the dark-haired boy did not budge, you resorted to shaking him a bit, hoping the heavy sleeper would wake. You were bored out of your mind and figured that someone should share that boredom with you. If there was one thing anyone knew about Enzo Berkshire, it was that his late-night talks were a world of comfort. His deep, raspy words hit you like a truck, bruising your body. It was an odd feeling with nothing but scratchy phrases and the moon for comfort, but you loved it.

"Enzo!" you hissed, giving him a light slap. At this, the sleeping boy jolted awake. His eyes found yours quickly, giving you a look of disdain. You knew he’d be mad for waking him, but it was too late to go back now.

"Hey, what is it? Are you okay?" Enzo asked under his breath, propping his elbows up behind himself.

You were taken by surprise. You’d honestly more expected Enzo to punch you in the arm rather than ask if you were alright. It wasn't like you were complaining, it was just strange. Something about the domesticated look in his eyes when he was worried about you made your cheeks flush a bit. You’d always had a bit of a thing for Enzo, this much was obvious. Coming to terms with it was the hard part.

"No, I’m fine, Enzo," you whispered, avoiding eye contact. You were a bit embarrassed now. "I just wanted to talk to someone."

"Oh," he exhaled, a tone of relief blowing against your hair. He let his head fall back in a small stretch, his hair tickling the spot between his shoulder blades. You watched the older boy's throat stretch against his flesh and shift as he swallowed a deep breath.

"Did you have a nightmare or something?" he asked, pushing himself into a sitting position and crossing his legs.

"Actually, quite the opposite," you replied, pulling your knees up to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. "I can't sleep."

"Ah, I see," he spoke. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about—I mean, to turn your brain off? Maybe that's what’s keeping you up, your mind's running too much?"

"Maybe," you sighed. You could only bear to glance up at the older boy every once in a while. The way his brown eyes pierced into you and threatened to steal every secret from your brain . . . It was tantalizing. You let out a small huff of air, hoping that Enzo would make better conversation. The silence was deafening and you had nothing to say.

"So . . . do you think Draco and Pansy are fucking?" Enzo asked. You nearly choked.

"What?" you squeaked, your voice sounding prepubescent. Out of all the things he could have said, that was it? "Oh, um, I don't know?"

"Hmm, I didn't mean to spring that on you, I was just wondering what you thought."

"Well, I mean I suppose they could be," you shrugged. You really didn't want to talk about your friends having sex with each other.

"Yeah, I think they are—they're always hanging out with each other, you know?" he said, running a hand through his hair.

"What, friends can't hang out with each other without fucking?" you chuckled lightly.

"That’s not what I’m saying, you know what I mean," he said, pointing at you. "I know you've seen them, they're so touchy-feely with each other."

"So what if they're fucking? There’s nothing wrong with that—"

"I never said there was, I’m simply observing . . . I know what sexual tension looks like," he spoke a bit quieter. You wondered what made him add that little line onto the end. Maybe he was trying to hint at something? Or maybe you were looking too deeply into a casual conversation? It was likely the latter.

More silence ensued, creating even more tension in between you two. It soon became so thick, it was just waiting for one of you to slash it with a knife. You prayed that he would just do something, but you were almost positive he was not interested in you, like you were him. And god knows you weren’t going to make the first move, because what if he truly had no feelings for you? Your friendship would be wrecked and your self-esteem would be down the drain.

"Hey—"

"I like you,” you choked out.

"What?"

You took a deep breath and calmly repeated yourself. "I like you . . . like, a lot, Enzo."

More silence—a different kind that made your head feel all fuzzy. Your eyes were facing the ground so as to avoid him who had been shocked into submission by your words. You wanted to beat your own head in with a broom. What the fuck were you thinking? You had spent your entire life knowing Enzo, swearing you’d never tell him, not unless he said something first. And what did you do? Fucking tell him. Merlin, you were so stupid.

"Every time you sit there and joke around with Theo or Pansy, I feel like I’m suffocating. And I never knew how to tell you that, so I became desperate for your attention, figured that I was too needy, and started ignoring you. I was hoping you'd catch on but you never did, and, Merlin, Enzo, I’ve never wanted someone so fucking badly . . ." you vented, pressing your fingertips into your temples. You had started to feel a bit more confident when the words had started spewing out but now you felt like you were on a stage in front of the world and Enzo’s silence was only making it worse. Why didn't he say something? At least turn you down or punch you or something.

"You want me?" Enzo breathed, his voice cracking under the pressure of a whisper. You glanced up from your lap and looked at the older boy. His eyes were glued to his hands as he seemed to be processing some things.

"Fuck, I need you, En."

His eyes found yours. The dark-haired boy leaned forward, on hands and knees, and crawled ever so slowly over to you. His eyes were trained on yours until they slipped down to your lips. You shuddered as the boy balanced himself on his knees, towering over your small, huddled frame. He slipped his lower body between your legs and pushed the both of you back. He hovered over you, feeling your heavy breaths mix. Your eyes were dilated and half-closed, waiting for the other's touch.

"You need me?" he spoke barely above a whisper, the gravel in his voice sending shivers up the younger's spine. Your head dipped down to let your nose gently bump against his throat. He could feel your breath there, letting it tease his flesh.

"Please," you spoke, the pitch of your voice had an effect on Enzo like no other. He imagined the way his lips would feel on your skin just before he did so. You weren’t sure if the boy above you would live up to the fantasies you’d created in your mind but it seemed impossible for him not to. The boy's inexplicable scent and the way it filled your senses, his gently cracked lips and the way you’d imagine them scratching along your throat and chest. Everything about him made your heart leap into your throat.

He didn't give you a chance to take a breath before trapping your lips with his own. They were skilled and tasted like the orange soda you both had before bed. You closed your eyes at the taste and feeling of the boy over you. He was everything you could have imagined and more. The built arms that balanced on either side of your head and the way his tongue slipped against yours.

"You sure?" he whispered when your lips disconnected for a breather. You nodded, catching his breath with deep exhales.

He reconnected your lips with no regard for your border-line asthmatic symptoms. You placed a hand behind you and pushed yourself into a sitting position, gently backing him onto his knees. He captured your waistband in his hands and tugged you onto your knees as well, loosening the fabric in the process. Nimble fingers tugged on the tie of your sweatpants, lightly brushing against the core of your body. You hissed into his mouth at the feeling, your lips faltering a bit. You could feel him smirking.

He laid the two of you back down, now much more convenient that your pants were loosened. He trapped your lips again, catching the bottom one gently in his teeth. His hand traced your stomach before slipping between your flesh and the waistband of your underwear, slightly rubbing against the most sensitive part of your body. You moaned aloud at the sensation, feeling his free hand slide over your mouth to hush you up. There was a possibility the other boys and students would hear but you didn't care, all you were concerned with was Enzo’s skin moving against yours.

The black-haired boy severed his lips from yours and found comfort with the skin of your throat. The hand stuck beneath your pants and the one on your mouth never once faltered, staying astutely in place. The sounds spilling from your lips and muffled by his hand only tightened his jeans, making it a bit hard to breathe.

He pulled his hand from beneath your waistband. You struggled to catch your breath as his hips lowered down to yours. Your hips bucked up to meet his, his breath hitching in his throat, his lips faltering on your neck. It was your turn now.

You pushed your hands beneath his tee shirt and splayed your fingers against his warm back. The tips of your fingers traced down his spine, your nails catching his skin every once and a while. His lips on your throat never faltered, his tongue brushing against your skin gently.

You traced your hands down the rest of his back and curled them around his hips to the front of his sweatpants. The tips of your fingers trailed lightly over the small growth of hair just beneath the ties. His lips shuddered against your skin as your hand slowly, slowly slid between his pants and skin. His skin was hot and sharp, your fingers cold and soft. Like snow falling gently against his skin, it being like fire and melting it immediately on contact.

“Please, baby,” he begged, his lips brushing the shell of your ear with every pant he took.

The very tip of your finger brushed over his most sensitive area—a whisper of a touch. He choked out a groan into your ear, his hand tightening in your hair, pulling tightly against your scalp.

A shrill scream pierced the pair of your ears. You flinched at the sound, pushing Enzo back as quickly as you could. The two of you stared, wide-eyed and panting.

“The Death-Eaters are here—they’re outside the school grounds!” A young, terrified first-year pushed through the hallway leading into the common-room where everyone slept.

You lept to your feet. Enzo slipped a hand into yours and squeezed tightly.

“Guess we’ll have to finish this later,” he joked, his cheeks and lips still flushed. You rolled your eyes but when he looked at you, you both smiled nervously. It would be okay.

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flashbangstars · 3 months

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NCT Dream if they were your roommate (college edition) <3333

in honor of it being the first day of classes for a bunch of my fellow college friends, I wanted to give y'all a little something. I'm also currently writing this while in zoom classes. This divulged into just plain old roommates too lol

Mark

mark was actually pretty good at waking up, you were up before him for a zoom geology class so you would always hear him in the mornings

mark always showers first and will play justin bieber's entire fucking discography in the shower

he also locks you out of the one bathroom you have even though you both have to leave at the same time so you're just kinda fucked

he claims its to preserve his innocence, but you have a black shower curtain you can't see through. so he's just being a princess

he only wear sweats to class, but somehow you are always done before him

you once got into a fight because you were wearing the sweatshirt he wanted to wear, so he made you take it off in the entrance of the apartment and switch with him

he insists on walking you to class because "it's what a gentleman would do"

you two DO NOT beat the dating allegations because of this

he will ask people leaving your class if you are still in there when it ends so people call him "the hot guy who waits for y/n"

it honestly boosts your ego so you're not complaining

your not sure if he's aware of his reputation, since he's so painfully oblivious, but you're not gonna tell him

without fail, every time your on the bus on the way halfway through, he will look up with wide eyes and tell you what he forgot and how badly he needs it, so without fail you will end up going in between your classes since he doesn't have a break to go retrieve what he needs for classes

it almost always is his computer charger and his notes

and it's almost always thrown on the floor by his bed, where he had been studying the day before

will ask every single day if you can walk to the further bus stop "because it's so nice out" and will act like a toddler who just went outside for the first time touching leaves n shit

Renjun

he is 100% more put together than you

he wakes up every morning 2 hours before he has to leave (you wake up to his alarm so you know)

he will shower, get dressed, and still have enough time for breakfast, AND still LEAVE EARLY ENOUGH TO STOP FOR COFFEE

he has tried to get you to join him in this lifestyle, to no avail

what happens is he will drag you out of bed at the same time he wakes up and you just end up getting into his bed while he is getting ready, and then wake up an hour later when he comes to harrass you again after he's done getting ready.

you look like a gremlin compared to him when you're leaving, you usually go to your classes in sweats and with your hair in a clip.

meanwhile he is in a whole coordinated fit that he set out the night before to wear

you both have your desks in the common room off the apartment and it's pretty funny to both of you because your set ups are so obnoxiously different, his is all white and sleek, and yours looks like a rainbow threw up on it

whenever you take the bus to class in the mornings, he will let you nap on his shoulder for the 15 minute ride and will wake you up one stop before you get off.

he will pre-order your coffee with his, (he has your order saved on his phone, and never makes you pay him back, he just makes you pay for the boba you stop for after class

he whines when you stay up really late because your keyboard is noisy

and if you still have to get work done, he will pull up his desk chair beside you with a blanket and will sit with you until you are done. he will fall asleep despite the claims it's too noisy but will refuse to go to bed if you tell him it's ok

and its funny because he doesn't look like a little angel curled up on the chair, he looks like a grandpa with wire glasses on

LOWKEY HE LOOKS LIKE THE CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY GRANDPARENTS

Jeno

you met on a facebook page for your university when he posted about needing a roommate

he didn't know you were a girl until after you had moved in, he doesn't mind... but when you walk into your apartment shirtless to a female rearranging the coffee cups it's a bit jarring

he has now grown to say you act more like a guy than most men he knows

since you're a engineering major you've never actually seen the sun, so he makes you take walks with him when he gets back from classes so he knows you're getting clean oxygen

he calls you his little plant, and takes you on "photosynthesis walks" ... you don't get it either

he will leave his gym water bottles out on the counter, like the ones with the little shaker ball in them, he has like 17 of them

he will knock and wait outside your door for you to open it despite you yelling come in multiple times, since he walked in on you changing once

he is like a little housewife when you are gone

when you went away for a competition, you came back to the kitchen cleaned, bathroom cleaned, and he had made dinner for you two

the whole experience itself was entirely too romantic and only made you two incredibly confused for the following day

he will lay in your bed while you are working and play with the cats claiming "they miss you" to get you to stop working

you pick him up from class everyday on the way to yours and he will run like a little school girl over to you when he sees you in the hallway

and then will come with you to get coffee before your class because he missed you and won't see you until later tonight

Haechan

the biggest drama queen you've ever met

on the first day of the semester, he made you two take first day of school photos with like little signs

you and him have the same schedule for classes since you're the same majors

he will ask if you two can match outfits, and will insist he gets to choose what color you wear

when you have time in the mornings, he loves to take the long way to classes, to stop for coffee and talk.

he sits next to you in the two classes you have together and will depend on you to take the notes

he's an ipad note taker, so you have to listen to him slamming his apple pencil into the screen while taking notes

he calls you grandma because you take paper and pencil notes, but mostly you know its because he's jealous because you can write in cursive

he will come into your room while you will be laying down and won't even ask he will just sit on the bed and start talking as if it's his fuckin room, shoving his phone in your face when he wants to show you things

one of the things that drew you to the listing was that... he had a car.....

he knows you pimp him out for his car but he's fine with it

he drives you to school in the mornings and you have solidified your passenger pimp status

since you've become friends with his friends too, they always bitch because you automatically get shotgun since you live with him

when you two go grocery shopping and Haechan refuses to get anything off brand, but then proceeds to bitch when the whole thing is expensive as hell

he gets bored being in the house, sometimes you will come home to him rearranging the fridge

sometimes its the bathroom

and that one time it was your fucking room you literally couldn't find anything for a week straight and would have to ask him to come in and find things for you

Jaemin

you and him had met your freshman year because you lived doors that opened opposite to each other

You had decided to live together after spending a year greeting each other in the mornings before classes

Jaemin was actually a really great roommate, he cleaned, he cooked and he wasn't annoying to be around

the other nice part was that he was stupidly hot

he was one of the few men you knew who had a skin routine that took up half the sink and he had hair products in the bathroom as well

Jaemin also was weirdly overly touchy with you.

he would hug you from behind while you were cooking, he would pull you into his lap when he would be sitting in the living room etc.

it was weird, but honestly im not gonna lie with the freakshit jaemin did you weren't surprised

he spent on average 200 dollars a month at a coffee shopcbuying a like 15 (4) espresso shot drink. and would drink like 2-3 a day

it had to be like macro dosing caffeine at this point

you would wear Jaemin's sweatshirts all the time since when you would forget one, he would literally give you the one off his back

nobody ever thought it was his though, because they almost always have fucking kittens with halos on them

you will come home somedays to him laying in your bed on his phone, like deadass snuggled up in YOUR covers

his excuse was always that your comforter was warmer and that "you wouldn't want him to freeze"

dude will sit in your lap when you're at the desk sometimes, and his shit is BONEY hurts like a bitch!

you are not bABY you are a GROWN MAN

one day he walked out in a outfit you thought was really cute, turns out.. it was literally your clothing. pants and top. underwear is a toss up if he was feeling freaky that day

claimed "we do laundry together, mix ups happen" how do u mix up underwear. WAS THE VICTORIAS SECRET LABEL NOT ENOUGh

Chenle

Chenle was a little bit of a mess, but god we loved him still!

He made adult money but swore he didn't want to deal with the stress that came with cleaning/managing a apartment all to himself

he insists that you let him pay for all of the utilities since he made you get an apartment with a elevator because he would rather die than have to carry all his things up stairs to the apartment

He leaves a trail of his things from the front door to his room so its like hansel and gretel but instead of bread crumbs its his fucking pants

yall have a shower curtain with steph curry on it, originally you would have thought it was a boner killer for the guys you brought over... but it does the opposite....

chenle also doesn't give a fuck if you're in the bathroom, especially when you are showering. he will walk in proceed to do whatever he needs to do and then will purposely flush the toliet so the water gets cold.

BUT WHEN HE SHOWERS HE LOCKS THE DOOR.

you think its because he beats it, but how can one tell you know

but also walls are thin and you swear you haven't even hear a single whimper from this man

and tHAT IS SUSPICIOUS FOR HIS HORNY ASS!

he touches all up on his friends with no shame!

he swears he should get a say in who you date because he is "father" you don't want divulge into whatever that means

one of the last weekends his friends watched you come in with one of your guy friends and go to your room and then you heard them proceed to lecture chenle on why was he okay with a man going into your room with you

just for them all to be utterly confused when he tells them you two aren't dating

a simultaneous "HUH?" sounded in the living room

and when you walked out to grab water and also... eaves drop one of them pointed at you and went "what do he mean you aren't dating?" in a accusatory tone

and the other joining in with a "freaks!"

that night you had a late night knock your door after everyone had left

Jisung

you and jisung were randomly selected roommates, Jisung swears he didn't know he pressed "ok" to both genders

to be for real tho he agrees it isn't even that hard to live with you

Jisung is crazy because he makes zero sound in the apartment

you have been jumped scared by a 6 foot tall emo man more times than you would like to admit

You will be home for over 3 hours and then turn around and he will just be standing there

he always feels so bad though when he does scare you, he once joked he would wear a bell so you could hear him throughout the apartment

for a week you made him wear a bell, it got weird because he almost wore it out of the house, bell got retired to a drawer

Jisung will fall asleep literally anywhere in the apartment, like literally anywhere

you once tripped in the living room because he was sleeping FACE DOWN on the carpet

bro sleeps like a limp spaghetti noodle

you've walked into him asleep on the coffee table

hes also fallen asleep and mid sleep grabbed your wrist, and literally refused to let go??

like his you couldn't pry his cold dry hands off of you??

he's weirdly quietly possessive, whenever you two go somewhere he will have some extension of his body on you, in your apartment with friends over he will stretch a sleeve of his sweatshirt and lay it ontop of your thigh to lay there limp

he will grip you by the wrist not the hand when hes trying to keep up with walking with you

one time when you.. didn't actually know if he was in the apartment you found a brown paper bag outside your door, inside was several pairs of your black underwear and a note saying "im so sorry I washed them with my black clothing and they were in my room" he literally couldn't look at you without turning red that night in the kitchen

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once again I have not proofread anything xoxo

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lyramundana · 9 months

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Hii, fellow poly Minsung whore activist here🥰 I’m nervous about using my account so I went anon, I hope you don’t mind. I have a little scenario here that I’m probably so wrong for but I’m delulu ash.

Maybe reader (whose a fan or a friend is dragging her along with them) meets Minsung (who’re already in a relationship ofc) in a city they’re having a concert in. Minsung are like “hey ykw she kinda fine, let’s spice things up and bring her back to the hotel.” During their night together, the boys use degradation, praise, grips hard enough to bruise, and soft touches just to make her head spin.

Now I love me some a sprinkle of angst. She has a moment of overthinking after Minsung fall asleep and escapes?? Sort of lol. Minsung do not like this, no no no😔.

That night, she ends up at their concert with some good ass ground floor tickets. While she doubted they would see her and if they did, they probably wouldn’t recognize her (girl like they weren’t giving you the best dicking down of your life the night before), they do in fact see her and you just made this easier for them bbg. They told the other members and security guards to bring her backstage after the show.

Oh babe they mad as hellll. They don’t even wait to get back to the hotel as they drag her to an empty room and destroy her. We’re talking hand prints on her ass, more prominent fingerprint shapes on her hips, arms and neck, tears streaming down her face, the whole 9 yards.

Idk where to go from there tbh. Anyways I hope you enjoyed my delulu thoughts <3

Okay now, honey. First of all, there's no such thing as a "wrong" scenario. Everything that it's discussed in this blog is acceptable and very much not-delulu, so don't brush off your scenarios. Specially when is so FUCKING GOOD AND DELICIOUS like this one. Like, excuse me🥵🥵🥵?? You came up with this masterpiece and brought it to me for free?? Sweetie, you should post it in your own blog and let the world see this jewel of yours. Don't feel nervous of using your account. I always make my horny, unhinged requests displaying my username. This is Tumblr. No one here can judge you for your thoughts

You bet I enjoyed every line of this delulu side of yours.

Reader doesn't really follow the group, but her friend is a Stay and this concert is the lifelong opportunity they've been dreaming off, but they don't want to go alone, so they drag Reader to accompany them. While the friend is resting in the hotel/house, Reader decides to take a stroll around the city and comes across MinSung at some point. Maybe they meet in a shop, where they struck a converstation about common interests, and seeing they get along well MinSung agree and say "fuck it, can we join you?" and that's how they get to know each other better.

Reader doesn't know who they are, but their faces are familiar, and they're just happy to chat with someone like normal people. They've wanted to explore the city a bit before the concert, as the weather looked great for some alone time together, but they encountered the language barrier issue and the lack of knowledge about the place. When Reader appears and helps them out, being so friendly and nice about it, their first instinct is glue themselves to her for the rest of journey. Also, they find her really attractive and can't help but admire her discreetly and exchange appreciative comments that she can't understand. And that's how they spent their day hanging out, just the three of them, while Reader acts like a guide and they start to be bolder with her.

At some point they're sitting in a bar together, drinking a bit, and they have privacy to talk about anything. It's also then whey they begin to make their attraction clear. They've been so fucking stressed with this tour, sex recently hasn't been enough for them, and she's just so gorgeous. So cute. The way she speaks, moves, even the way she dress is driving them mad slowly. It doesn't help that she returns every bold gesture from them. She's not blind. She finds them hot too and it's been a while since she had some "fun".

So, after a while of wandering hands, spicy "jokes" and suggestive comments, the tension feels too thick and they throw the question in.

"We should get going back to our hotel room. Want to come with us and see it?"

She's not drunk enough to miss the intentions behind that question, but she's tipsy enough to accept.

The flirting doesn't stop and when they set a foot in the elevator, the tension snaps. They jump at her like hungry wolves, biting and grabbing every piece of skin they can get their hands on, and Reader welcomes all of it like a submissive lamb, ready to be devoured.

They struggle to open the door, being so occupied feeling her up under her clothes and leaving marks already. Once they're inside, one of them closes the door with a kick without taking his attention from her. They leave a path of clothes behind them that ends up in their bedroom and then she's thrown to the bed. She doesn't have time to recover before they're on her again, exploring every inch of her know naked body with their mouths and hands. Her brain is all mushy from the intense pleasure and adrenaline she's feeling. MinSung unleash all the pent up frustrations and desire they've been dealing with on her.

The entire night was filled with her moans and whimpers while they took her roughly, leaving their hands printed on her hips and inner thighs, as they groaned and cried out of sheer pleasure and relief. Sometimes they went at her at the same time, others they took turns while one watched.

"Such a good girl for us, isn't she, jagi?"

"Damn right she is, so eager to please us, to let us play with her body."

"Look at her, so obedient and cute for us. What a good whore, letting herself be fucked by some men she doesn't even know"

"Go on, use your mouth like the little slut you are. Nice job, kitten"

"We'll fill you up so much it'll be leaking out of you for days"

Her mind turns blank, the world spins, and her body starts to shake uncontrollably and tremble with the amount of orgasm she had. They grab her legs and torso with such force it feels they're trying to press the imprint themselves in it, moving her body as they please to find the right angle. When she cums again, she's half-unconscious and the boys are tired too, finally spent. They clean her up, massage the bruises the left and watch her fall asleep while caressing her face and kissing her skin. They chat for a while before the tiredness consumes them too, Reader safely kept in their arms.

The morning after, she's the first to wake up and doesn't take long to realize what happened. She remembers enough of it and feels her face get warm at the memory, but also gets giddy at it. She stretches a bit, careful to not wake them up, and supress a hiss of pain when she feels the marks they left. She reaches for her phone, reading the messages and calls from her friend, who's worried sick, at which Reader calms them down by giving them a "censored" version of the events. Then the friends reminds her of the concert and sends a photo of one of the promotional posters, featuring all members.

Reader feels her blood freeze inside her body.

She turns around to look at the boys in bed, then at the picture on the phone, then at the bed again, and she feels faint.

Maybe it's the remnants of the alcohol, maybe it's the weight of the revelation, maybe it's the lack of sleep she got, but Reader has to fight off a panic attack and the only thing she can think of at this moment is running away from this situation. So she gets dressed, grabs her stuff, and leaves hurriedly without waking them up and full intention of not looking back. When the boys wake up, they expected to see her in their arms still and maybe get another round, but imagine their shock when they see she's not there. Ohh honey, they're seriously mad. Why the fuck did she run? How could she after they night they had? They try to brush off the anger because they know chances of seeing her again are slim and there's no point.

Meanwhile, Reader's friend notices she's not quite the same since she came back and she's even more reluctant than before in attending the concert. To get her friend off her back, she admits she saw MinSung during her walk and chatted with them "a bit" and now she's embarrased to see them. Her friend, obviously, has a fangirl moment at first and chastises Reader for not telling her first, bombing her with questions, but she avoids the spicy parts of the story. Her friend finally tells her to not worry, that although their seats give a good view of the stage, it'll be very hard for the boys to spot her in the crowd anyway. Reader relents and goes to the concert, having dressed prettily at her friends' insistence because "they have to look their best for the occasion!". When they arrive, Reader feels more at ease with the amount of people surrounding her and thinks her friend said the true.

However, when the group comes to the stage, she feels her heart stop at recognizing the men she had that glorious night of sex with and becomes shifty. They don't make signs of having spoted her, even when Jisung came near their zone, he didn't seemed to notice her, and she allowed herself to enjoy the performance, convinced that they was safe. But she didn't know Jisung had indeed spoted her, hence he aproached their location to confirm. He didn't hesitate in telling Minho, and when they overcame the shock, they former anger came back again and they agreed to a plan. Stays could feel a shift in the boys' performance, they seemed more brutal, harsher.

When the concert ended, Reader was about to leave with her friend until a security guard stopped her and told her she was demanded backstage. Both of them were shocked and confused, and Reader's friend even acted worried, refusing to ler her go in fear she got in trouble for something. Reader calmed her down and asked her to wait in the hotel, since the man told them it wasn't anything bad. While she was leaving, the friend winked at her and exclaimed "tell me all the details when you sign the NDA".

A staff members takes her to an empty dressing room and tells her to wait, leaving her alone there. She's fidgeting, not knowing what to expect but having a small suspicion. Suddenly, the door opens with a slam and she jumps in the place. When she sees the two boys enter and locking the door behind them, she knows she's fucked.

They let her know exactly how pissed off they are, interrogating her and even accusing her of being a fan pretending to not know them just to get her wet dream come true. She argues back and denies it all, returning all their yells, until a hand grabs her painfully by the jaw.

"You don't fucking get to talk back to us, whore. We should've put you in your place from the beginning"

"I think she's a little too high up there, jagiya. Let's remind her exactyl what her place is"

All the gentleness they showed the first night is gone. Her clothes are ripped in shreds and thrown carelessly around the room, as she's pushed forcefully on the ground.

They don't hide their satisfaction and pride at seeing the faint marks they left previously, pressing them enough to make her whine in pain.

"Don't whine, slut. We're about to give you even more of them."

They go at her at the same time, no turns now. They edge her until she's sobbing and screaming, first with their fingers and then with their tongues. She gets spanked by one of their belts, feeling the bruises starting to form in her ass cheeks and thighs. She's then gagged with the same belt because "way too fucking loud, kitten. you're not allowed to make a sound".

When she's spasming, eyes rolling back and begging through the belt for some release, anything, the boys exchange a knowing glance and untie the gag, letting her breathe through her mouth in relief. But her relief doesn't last when they position her in the middle, with both of their dicks inching to her cunt. She knows they're up to something, but her brain is too fucked to guess what. When she feels both of their cocks entering her at once, she's about to scream again but a hand quickly covers her mouth, and they both start moving agressively inside her, leaving their dicks printed in her walls. The feelinf their cocks rubbing against each other and her clenching almost makes them cum again, but they control themselves.

They fucked her back and forth across the room, moving from the ground to the couch to the chairs to the make up tables, etc.

"That's what you fucking deserve for leaving us, baby. What the fuck were you thinking with that dead brain of yours, hm?"

"Look at her, so cockdumb already, acting like a desesperate bitch in heat. Aren't two cocks enough for you?"

"Is this what you wanted? Being fucked by two celebrities to share the experience with your friends? Of course you did. You're nothing but an attention seeking slut, only thinking about having a dick inside you"

"We'll make sure you can't even walk after this. You're not going anywhere this time, darling. Let's see how can you run away then."

She can no longer tell if what she's feeling is pain or pleasure, but when they cum inside her and she feels both of their cocks twitching inside her, it triggers her own orgams and her vision turns white. She faints in their arms, muttering and having spasms. They pause to recover their breaths too, checking on her worriedly and chuckling softly when she replies gibberish. One of them lifts her up bridal style and lay her down in the couch, both caging her with their bodies.

"You were ours from the moment you entered our your bedroom"

Tagging @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @sweetracha because they gave me ideas for this. Feel free to add something or give your own version of it. The more the merrier.

#poly minsung #minsung x reader #lee know/han jisung x reader #lee know x reader x han jisung #skz smut #lee know smut #han jisung smut #requested #skz drabble

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Zone Breaker \\ mapi león x reader

Request: Can I request a fic where Mapi is ussualy trying to get into the zone on the bus and not really talking to people but then she lets the new signing (reader) fall asleep on her shoulder and the team is really schoked

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This is it. Your first day at your dream club, FC Barcelona. You have spent your entire childhood watching short clips of both the male and female teams since you didn’t get the live games due to living in Australia. Since you got transferred from your current, well now former club San Diego Wave, your teammate and best friend Alex is kindly dropping you off at the airport. You hear a knock on the door and you know it’s her. You quickly open the door and let Alex in, along with Charlie, before checking the apartment for anything you might have missed.

“You go away auntie Y/N/N?” Charlie asks.

“Only for a little bit Charlie bear” You bend down to tell the 2 year old.

“Oh” Charlie’s face went from happy to sad in a flash. You pick up Charlie and she holds onto you tightly.

“You ready to go?” Alex asks. You nod and pick up your backpack from the ground. Alex grabs your suitcase since you’re holding Charlie.

Once all the suitcases and backpacks are in the trunk, you clip Charlie in and move to the passenger seat. You turn around and see Charlie about to cry. You reach back and she holds your hand the best she can. You stay in the awkward position for 40 minutes until you reach the airport. You get out and Alex gets Charlie out of her seat. You open the trunk and put your backpack on before getting out your two big suitcases. You close the trunk and see a whimpering Charlie clinging onto Alex’s thigh. You bend down and the little girl runs the short distance to hug you tightly. After promising regular video calls and a visit over the Christmas/new year break. Next, Alex hugs you tightly and you promise to call once you get organised in Barcelona. One last kiss to Charlie’s forehead and you start wheeling your life into San Diego International Airport.

“BYE AUNTIE Y/N/N!” You hear Charlie yell. You turn back and wave to her.

After checking your overweight bags in, you get through security and get a message from your good friend, Lucy Bronze.

hey girl! Keira and I will be at the airport to pick you up. Love ya!

You reply to Lucy before waiting at the gate for your 15 hour flight. After a delayed stopover, you finally made it to your new city of Barcelona. You collect your bags and see your two former teammates. You drive to their house where they said you can crash until you find your own place. A few days later, Lucy and Keira have to go to training so you decided to tag along, with your boots just in case. You all arrive at the training ground and someone else pulls up at the same time you do. You see her step out of the car and you breath is taken away.

“Who’s that?” You ask the couple.

“That’s Maria but she likes being called Mapi” You hum in response and subtly check out the tatted blonde.

You all walk in and Jonatan spots you and pulls you aside. He explains how training days work and if you weren’t too jet lagged, you can join in on the session. Jonatan walks you to the locker room and tells you there’s a kit for you to wear along with some other things. When he leaves, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see Lucy.

“Come on, I’ll introduce you to the girls that’s in there”

You both walk in and to your surprise, only one is in there. You recognise it’s Mapi from the car park.

“Hey Maps, I want to introduce you to someone” Mapi walks over and sports the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen.

“Hi, I’m Y/N” You hold out your hand for Mapi to shake but she pulls you into a hug instead.

“Hola, I’m Mapi but this one has probably told you that” You nod and hug her back.

“I’ll get changed and meet you out there?” Lucy nods and walks out.

You grab your kit and quickly get changed in the bathroom. When you walk out you see Mapi sitting there on her phone.

“I thought you would be warming up already” Mapi jumps at the sound of your voice.

“I didn’t want you to get lost to the field”

You smile and quickly put on your socks before grabbing your shoes and start the short journey to the training fields. As you are both walking, Mapi notices that you’re holding your boots.

“You’re not wearing your boots now?” Mapi questions.

“No I don’t put them on until I’m on grass. I know it’s sounds stupid but it’s a good luck thing I have, for training and games”

Mapi and you make small talk on the way to the field and subtly flirting with each other. Once you arrive to the group, Jonatan introduces you to everyone and then explains what the drills for today are going to be. Once Jonatan finishes, you quickly slip on your boots and start the training session. You found yourself with Mapi for nearly every drill until Alexia claimed she was “hogging the newbie” so you went with Alexia for a few.

Over the next few weeks, you have busy exploring Barcelona with either Lucy and Keira, Mapi, Alexia or small groups from the team. You felt extremely lucky to have such a nice group of teammates and now friends. Throughout those few weeks came many training sessions, proving to Jonatan why you are one of the best on the Matildas, but yet still no game time.

It’s game day and everyone had to arrive at the training grounds by 10am. You, Lucy and Keira pull up and you’re all one of the last players there. You walk over to everyone and say your hello’s before being ushered onto the bus by Jonatan. You notice that Mapi is being very quiet and closed off. You shrug it off and hop onto the bus to find your usual seat up the back. Alexia and Jenni sit in front of you and you tap Alexia on the shoulder.

“Is Mapi okay?” You ask.

“She gets like this before every game. She’s in the zone” Alexia says with a weird hand movement.

“Right okay”

You sit back and put your earphones in and talk to one of your best friends from the Matildas, Sam Kerr. You both talk about everything for a few hours until she has to go to training. You both promise to catch up when the international friendlies are on, that Australia isn’t partaking in for some reason. You put your phone and earphones away and decide to go see Mapi. You walk down the aisle of the bus and sit next to Mapi. You intertwine your hands together and Mapi looks down and smiles when she sees your tattoo on your hand. She wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you into her. You yawn slightly and Mapi looks at you with a frown on her face.

“Are you tired?”

“A little. I was talking with my parents last night and didn’t get to bed until 11” You reply.

“Go to sleep. I’ll wake you when we get there” You nod and Mapi intertwines your other hand with hers.

All around the bus everyone is shocked that Mapi is even letting you sit next to her let alone sleep on her. The different friendship groups talk amongst themselves about how you’ve broken Mapi’s ‘zone’. A few hours later, you feel a kiss on your cheek and someone whispering something in your ear.

“Hey there sleepy head, we’re here”

You open your eyes and notice the bus stopped moving and most of the girls are off already. You do a little stretch and fix your hair before moving back down the bus to grab your bag. When you turn back around, Mapi’s gone. You walk off the bus and follow the girls into the locker room to get prepared for the match. Just before heading out to start, you pull Mapi aside.

“Hey, is everything okay?”

“Everything is perfect hermosa” Mapi replies with a kiss to your cheek.

You start on the bench for this game and Mapi is starting. As the game goes on, you feel Pina nudging you slightly when she catches you staring at Mapi.

“Ask her out, she stares at you too”

You think about what Pina has said until Jonatan calls you up to be put in for your debut at Barcelona. You see Oshoala run towards you and you high five her before running into position. By the 89th minute the scores are levelled. Barcelona need to win this to move to the semi finals of the Copa de Reina cup. Sandra kicks a short goal kick to Mapi, who dribbles it for a little before passing it to Lucy. You run up a little, still keeping onside, and Lucy does a chip pass to you. You run rings around the defenders and kick the ball into the top right corner, making the score 3-2. Your teammates run and jump on you and Mapi gives you a quick hug and a kiss on the forehead.

“I’m so proud of you”

You thank her and run back to your starting position. Thankfully the ref only adds 2 minutes of injury time which is enough for you and your teammates to hold off. When the ref blows the whistle, you shake hands with the other team and try to find Mapi instantly. You see her talking to Alexia and Pina so you decide to jump on her back to surprise her. You kiss her cheek and she looks at you with an added sparkle in her eye. You jump down and she gives you a tight hug. Alexia and Pina move away to give you two some privacy.

You both look in each other’s eyes as your arms wrap around Mapi’s neck and hers around your waist. You keep looking at her lips and she does the same with yours.

“Kiss me” You whisper in Spanish. Mapi wastes no time in connecting her lips to yours. You both pull away quite quickly as there’s lots of fans with cameras.

“Will you go on a date with me?” Mapi asks shyly.

“I thought you’d never ask”

#mapi leon x reader #barcelona femeni x reader woso #womens soccer #woso imagine #woso imagines #woso x reader #barcelona femeni #fcb femeni

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mein sieger / mick schumacher

masterlist

day 15: win (part of one-word november prompts!)

pairing: mick schumacher x reader

summary: after haas had dropped mick in the 2022 season, it had been a whole journey back to feeling like himself again, and returning to the grid.

warnings: poor translated german. not proofreaded enough given that i should be sleeping rn jajdjsjs

word count: 1.2k

abu dhabi, 2022.

you had never seen mick like this.

he was pacing his small driver room, fuming. if he could, he would've been walking on the walls too. the german boy was speaking a mixture of english and german, and you could only pick up a few of the things that he was saying, everything that came off his mouth sounding so unlike him. he, that was normally calm as the ocean, now furious as a tropical storm.

"I can't believe this. they told me i was in! god, i never should have trusted them. now I've got nowhere to go. fuck!" it was so strange to hear him swearing that it caught you off guard. you knew he was furious, and he had every right to be: haas had promised him the seat for next season, and last moment had backed off. mick now found himself stranded, without the chance of picking another team, given that the one where he was currently in made sure that he shouldn't negotiate anywhere else, due to him having his seat for next season secured.

"mick, baby, I'm sure this isn't the end. you'll come back." obviously you had plenty of faith in the words you were saying, but you didn't knew how he would react to them. he continued, now stopping on his track to get close to you. "how? I just fuck up cars. I don't have a single point off the last races. I'm a fucking fraud" at that last sentence, his voice got cut off due to the sob that escaped his lips. you quickly jumped to hug him tightly. and even though he doubled you in size, in that moment, mick looked like a lost child, and your heart broke at the sight. "hey hey, we won't go into that. you know it's not only your fault, mickie".

"yeah, but who's without a seat for next season? me".

you took his head out of the crook of your neck, and looked straight into his eyes, the once blue ocean that you saw in them and that brought you so much calm, now looking devastated, as they were filled with tears. softly, you whispered for only him to hear. "and you'll come back. maybe not next year, but I'm sure you'll find a way. and I'll be here when you get another chance".

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and mick had been waiting for another chance for a while now.

he maintained busy with activities that didn't involve racing cars during 2023, his first year off, which included building a big portfolio full of pictures he took throughout the year. for the first time in forever, he could be present for birthdays, anniversaries and holidays. and even when you were immensely happy to have him with you, getting to fall asleep and wake up next to him, you knew that on the back of his mind, he was waiting to get a chance back at accomplishing his dreams, an opportunity to come back like he deserved, to fulfill what he believed was meant for him. written in the stars, in a way.

his first step to get back came with joining indycar in 2024, where his old mate callum, who he had raced alongside on f2 during the 2020 season, welcomed him with open arms. and even though the spark in his eyes had lightened up again, still, it wasn't as bright as it used to be.

a spark that you only saw again when 2025 came, and his old friend, sebastian vettel, called on a random evening, announcing that he was the new team principal at ferrari. it wasn't surprising to you when mick told you that the older german wasn't just calling to share the good news: he wanted him to be a driver for the scuderia, the same one that was deeply connected to him and his family due to his father, who had engraved his name in history by becoming champion of the world five times while dressed in red.

so here you were now, back in bahrain, to witness another start of the season, 3 years after the last one you got to see in 2022. with mick dressed in ferrari red, you couldn't do anything less than wear the famous rosso corsa yourself, with the surname of your boyfriend and his number on your back: schumacher 47.

you thought being a few years older, the nerves that came with every racing weekend would have subdued by now. but it was quite the opposite, you soon realised, as the expectations on your boyfriend's back where even bigger than before. not only he was making his comeback, trying to prove everyone that didn't trust him back in haas that they were wrong, but he had to embrace the legacy that came with being a schumacher dressed in red.

thankfully, everything went great. not only the car was working really well with him, being instantly comfortable with it, but also his teammate, charles, was a dream. the two of them had previous history, being close in age and both having the pressure of having their fate already written for them: il predestinato and the prince, heir of the legacy.

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"it's mick schumacher, and it's his first f1 win here in bahrain! the prince brings ferrari back to their winning ways. 1-2 for the scuderia, with charles leclerc coming second! what a great result for the team, what a great start of the season for the cavallino rampante! I'm sure sebastian vettel is buzzing on the garage!".

mick jumped off of the car as quickly as he could after parking it behind the sign that indicated that he had taken first place and won the race. the other red car parked behind him, in close second, and his dear friend esteban went third. he swore he could be dreaming: not only was he back in the grid, but he was now part of a competent team, with a competitive car where he could fight for wins and podiums, just like he wished all those years ago when he first reached the category.

the blonde boy made his way quickly to the red sea of mechanics that engulfed his body whole when he first got close to them, buzzing with the feeling of another great season for the scuderia after charles got his first world drivers championship a year earlier. once they had let your boyfriend go, he got closer to you, being close but not exactly in the middle of it all. you could swore that his smile right now could have lighten up the whole race track, and even the city, too. his hair was all messed up due to the inevitably sweat that came with being on the car for too long, but he still looked like the most beautiful man to ever exist.

you beamed at him when you reached for his face, grabbing him by his neck to bring him closer, so you could share a little moment where you told him what you had said to him since you've met him, but now, it had more meaning behind. "never been more proud of you, mein sieger".

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 x you #charlewiss writing challenge #one word november prompts #user charlewiss #f1 x y/n #f1 x yn #formula 1 imagine #mick schumacher fluff #mick schumacher x y/n #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher x you #mick schumacher imagine #mick schumacher blurb

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child-of-the-nights · 2 years

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You holding them while they fall asleep part 1

Lotr and The Hobbit characters x Reader

Trope: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: You comfort them after a long day and they fall asleep in your arms

Featured: Thranduil, Thorin, Legolas, Bilbo, Tauriel

Next part: Elrond, Kili, Fili, Aragorn, Gimli

Warnings: blood, (let me know if I should add more)

- Gender neutral reader -

Thranduil:

Thranduil was off killing spiders that day. You knew how much he hated the fact that his precious forest was filled with those beasts, so you understood when he decided to join the hunt.

For whatever reason, you stayed behind. While he wasn’t available, you had dealt with the papers he marked to do that night. You didn’t think much of it. He was going to be really tired when he came back, that much you knew. It only seemed fair you let him rest that night instead of doing paperwork.

So when you were already in bed, waiting for him, you heard the doors slowly open. You didn’t look up from your book as you greeted your elven lover. When you didn’t recieve an answer, you finally looked up at him. And what you saw broke your heart.

His shoulders posture was tense and he looked at you with a blank stare. Thranduil had blood splattered on his face. With a sigh, his shoulders slumped and he sat down on the edge of your shared bed.

“Do you want to talk about it, meleth nîn (my love)?” you asked as you crawled closer to his slouched form. You put a reassuring hand on his upper back when he shook his head.

“Come on, let’s wash the blood off of you.” With that, you took him to the bathing chamber.

After the bath, you layed down on the bed. Once you were comfortable, Thranduil moved closer to you. When you opened your arms to him, he basically crashed onto you.

Thranduil hugged you so close, if you didn’t tell him to loosen his grip, you whould’ve choked. Once he was hugging you comfortably, you let out a sigh. “Gi melin (I love you), Thranduil. Whatever happened today, you are safe now. Please rest.”

“Gi melin...” he whispered into your chest. You could hear his voice breaking but you didn’t say anything.

Thranduil started dozing off as soon as you began stroking his hair. It didn’t take much time for him to fall asleep and you soon followed.

Thorin:

You won back Erebor after a very long fight. It wasn’t just long but extremely tiring. But you got through it with your lover and you couldn’t be happier. Soon you started rebuilding the destroyed chambers of the mountain. It took you and your friends long hours every day but thankfully you got some help from the outsiders.

Thorin and you got a large bedroom to yourselves, not that you spent a lot of time there though. Most of the time the two of you were needed elsewhere as Thorin was the king there after all.

On one fateful night however, you woke up to someone muttering. As you opened your eyes, you could see Thorin sitting on the edge of your bed, his face covered by his palms. You whispered his name but he flinched. He slowly raised his head and turned to you.

The dull eyes that looked at you were indicating that something was wrong, so you moved closer to him. To which he sighed and turned to look at his hands. He was picking at his fingers, which meant that he was obviously nervous.

“What happened, amrâlimê (my love)?” you asked while yawning. He shook his head with a sigh.

“I’m fine. Go back to sleep.” he whispered.

“Sure you are.”

You put a hand on his arm and rested your head on his shoulder. After a few minutes, you could feel a relaxed breath escape his body. With his free hand, he caressed your arm and closed his eyes.

“I was thinking of the gold.” he admitted. “How it took control of me. My dreams are plagued by it.”

“Oh, Thorin...”

You pressed a kis to his neck and whispered sweet nothing in his ears. Once he was calm enough to fall asleep, you pulled him under the covers and let him rest his head on you chest. Thorin wrapped his strong arms around you and pressed a quick kiss to your neck.

He fell asleep in a matter of minutes in the warmth of your arms. And even if he was plagued by haunting dreams, he felt safer now.

Legolas:

Dating Legolas wasn’t the easiest. It wasn’t because of him, of course not. Legolas was the kindest person you had ever met. The problems started when Thranduil found out about your relationship. It didn’t take long for him to know and at first he didn’t approve.

Legolas fought a lot with his father about this matter but the Elvenking soon gave in and welcomed you in his home. Now you were staying in Legolas’ chambers.

Your elven lover was the happiest, of course. He believed that the two of you would eventually make amends and somewhat befriend each other. And soon, you and Thranduil would actually sit down to talk without Legolas nagging the both of you. They were quite pleasant conversations.

But sometimes they still fought over things. Most of the time it wasn’t because of your relationship, as Thranduil knew his son loved you and accepted that. Those arguments were about things Legolas often didn’t wish to speak about.

Tonight was one of those nights. Legolas slipped into your shared bedroom with a sad expression. He sighed as he walked over to you and hugged you closely.

“Are you okay, melethronen (my beloved)?” you asked as he buried his face in your neck.

“Ada... (father)”

That word was enoguh for you to understand the problem. You gently stroked his hair and led him to the bed. After Legolas undressed, he got under the covers and hugged you closely.

He let his head rest on your chest as he hugged your torso.

“You have no idea how much I longed for this.” You could practically feel his wordson your skin as Legolas’ voice was low when he was tired, therefore it tickled you.

You let out a little chuckle. “Not more than I did.” He smiled at that.

After a few minutes of stroking Legolas’ hair, you could hear the sounds of soft snoring. You smiled to yourself as you soon drifted off to sleep as well.

Bilbo:

Once Bilbo came back from his journey, he wouldn’t stop telling stories of mighty dwarves and elves he met on his way to Erebor. Of course, there were things he only told you little about, like the ring he found while traveling.

Bilbo pretty much left you in the dark about the ring’s powers but you didn’t want to bring it up if he didn’t wish to tell you. One thing you knew however was that he started getting night terrors because of it.

Tonight, you woke up to an empty bed. You called your lover’s name but no one answered you. Nor did anyone for the second time you called. For a few minutes you were just lying on the comfortable surface but then you had enough of waiting for Bilbo.

You got out of the bed and started looking for him. He was nowhere to be found however. For a minute, you wondered if he had left to go on another journey without telling you but that thought was quickly swept away by the fact that you saw smoke from the windows.

Once you walked outside, you found your lover sitting on a bench with a pipe in his mouth. You sighed at the sight, knowing that Bilbo couldn’t sleep that night, so he came outside not to bother you.

Bilbo turned to look at you when he heard the opening of the door. He looked tired and yet here he was.

“Why are you outside at these hours?” You sat down next to him.

“I could ask you the same.”

He sighed and took a glance at his palm. That’s when you saw the ring. Bilbo closed his palm and quicky hid the ring in his pocket.

“I wonder if I did the right thing sometimes.” he confessed. You sat there, watching him, not really knowing what the right words were in this situation. So you just put a hand on his cheek and gently turned his head so he could look at you.

Then you smiled at him with so much love, he felt like he was going to explode like a volcano. Bilbo cleared his thought then gently put down his pipe on the grass. He pulled his legs up on the bench and rested his head in your lap.

You began stroking his hair as he whispered a quiet ‘I love you’.

“I love you too, Bilbo. So please rest.”

He fell asleep almost immediately.

Tauriel:

Tauriel was hunting spiders all day. It wasn’t new. She was so eager to hunt every single one of them down that she was willing to leave the forest to go to their nest. You told her how dangerous that would be but she was a very stubborn elf.

One night, when the hunting group already came back, both you and the King questioned where Tauriel could’ve been as she wasn’t with them. Legolas offered to search for her as you retired for the night, waiting eagerly for your elven lover to come back.

Once you were already in bed, you heard the door open and Tauriel stood there with a rather annoyed expression. You petted the bed right next to you and she sat down. She folded her arms across her chest as she looked in the distance.

“I just wanted to help.” she started. “But how could I if our king doesn’t let me go to destroy their nest?”

“I know you mean well, meleth nîn (my love), but going out alone is dangerous!”

She released a sigh and nodded, agreeing that it was rather foolish to go alone but she didn’t have another choice.

Once Tauriel was done ranting about that day’s hunt, she went to take a quick bath and came back to you with tired eyes. She laid down next to you and pulled you into a firm hug.

You chuckled at that but you let her do it anyway. She rested her head on your chest as you stroked her hair. Tauriel let a silent groan as she felt the frustration of the day leave her body.

“Mae carnen, Tauriel (you did well).” you whispered. “One day the king is going to realise you were right and you will take every single one of those beasts down.”

“Thank you, mil nîn (my love).”

You smiled as you placed a kiss on the top of her head. She hugged you a little closer at that.

It was only a matter of minutes before Tauriel’s grip lightened and she fell asleep. You gave her heair another stroke and whispered: “Gi melin (I love you).”

Soon you were asleep as well.

#the hobbit x reader #thranduil x reader #thorin x reader #legolas x reader #bilbo x reader #tauriel x reader #lotr x reader #lord of the rings x reader #the hobbit x you #lord of the rings x you #thranduil x you #thorin x you #legolas x you #bilbo x you #tauriel x you #lotr x you

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btsficsandsuch · 9 months

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Let’s Go Back Home

You were super excited to be spending time in your home city. It was everything you needed. You were especially excited because it was the first time you had brought your boyfriend Jimin with you. The two of you had been dating for a little over a year now. You had taken him to see your old high school, you drove past your childhood home, and introduced him to a bunch of your old friends. Now you and him were sat with a few of those friends at your favorite restaurant waiting for dinner to arrive.

You were listening to one of your friends talk about the new job she was working at when someone suddenly came walking up to your table, “Y/N is that you? You turned around and your heart skipped a little when you saw your ex boyfriend. You hadn’t spoken to him in over three years. Not after you ended things when you found out that he was cheating on you. This all being part of the reason you decided to take a job in South Korea, leaving shortly after you broke up. He still looked just like you remembered. He was tall being well over six feet and looked like he had gained even more muscle. You always thought he was your type until you met Jimin. Jimin was kind and gentle, he was there for you in your worst moments, and never once let you be insecure. He also had beautiful eyes that you could look into for days and soft lips that would kiss you all over, a smile that made you melt to this day.

It took a few moments for you to be pulled out of your day dream about how amazing Jimin was to realize your ex was still waiting for an answer. Not wanting to say much but also not wanting to cause a scene in the middle of dinner you simply gave him a smile while grabbing Jimin’s hand underneath the table. Your ex not taking the hint continued, “Where have you been? You like fell off the face of the earth.”

You couldn’t believe that he was acting like nothing had happened and that the last time you saw him he wasn’t naked on top of another woman, “I live in South Korea now. I took a job there. I’m just home visiting for a week with my boyfriend.” Your ex glared over to Jimin and Jimin reciprocated the action, you could feel the tension between the two of them beginning. Your ex was about to speak again when a woman came walking up to him and started pulling on his arm, “Baby come on. We have to leave now or we’ll miss the movie.” You instantly recognized her as the woman that you had walked in on while she was naked underneath your now ex boyfriend. “Well at least he didn’t break your heart for nothing”, you thought to yourself as he gave you a quick wave and walked off.

Thankful that he was gone you turned your attention to Jimin. You squeezed his hand and he gave you a slight smile, but you could tell something was off. After the bill was paid and goodbyes were said you and Jimin made your way back to the hotel, but you couldn’t help noticing his mood had significantly fallen since dinner.

“Babe did something happen during dinner or did I say something to upset you.” He thought for a moment then shook his head, “No Y/N I’m just tired. I’m gonna take a shower and get in bed.” Not wanting to push it, you quietly nodded and went to change into your pajamas. After sometime he joined you in bed and you waited for him to open his arms so you could cuddle together like you always did before falling asleep, but to your dismay he pulled the blanket over his shoulder and curled up facing away from you.

Now you knew for sure something was wrong, but you had no idea what. You thought the entire day had been great. After some time and noticing Jimin continuing to fidget as sleep was not coming to him you decided to speak up, “Hey, you know I don’t like playing games like this right. Did something happen today? I thought we were having such a good time. Please tell me if I did something wrong so I can try and fix it.” Jimin stayed silent for a while and you were beginning to struggle with trying to prevent yourself from getting angry. It wasn’t until you heard a few sniffles come from his side of the bed that all your anger instantly vanished. “Hey hey hey babe why are you crying?”, you said slowing pulling him to lay on your chest.

“Why are you with me Y/N?” Not sure where this was coming from you continued to rub comforting circles onto his back,” What do you mean why am I with you? I love you.”

Jimin took a few shaky breaths before looking up at you, “I am the exact opposite of your ex. He’s super tall and looks like lifting weights is his full time job. I overheard your friends talking about how they couldn’t believe the two of you broke up and how when you described your perfect man you always described him. They said that they didn’t think you’d stay in South Korea more than a few months before you’d want to go back home to him. I’m not good enough for you. I’ll never be like him.”

It was then you remembered that you never explained to anyone why the two of you had broken up. You just said it didn’t work and left it at that. You also felt terrible that Jimin was laying here crying thinking he wasn’t good enough for you.

You pull him up so you could look into his eyes, the same eyes you had been dreaming about earlier, “Babe you are more than good enough for me. You make me feel more loved than anyone ever has. You are just right for me and I don’t need anyone else. I don’t want you to be like him at all. I just want you to be you. Besides he was a jerk who cheated on me. I hope I never have to see him again.”

With some times the tension in the room started to lessen and you continued to dry his tears, the two of you started to relax. Jimin snuggled further into your chest, “I’m sorry for getting so upset Y/N. It’s just when I saw that guy I thought there was no way I could compete and I got scared. I don’t want to loose you and I want to be everything that I can for you. I love you Y/N.” You smiled and kissed the top of his head, “I know baby. I love you too. Let’s get some sleep. We have an early flight tomorrow. It’s time to go back to home where we belong.”

#bts #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts jimin #park jimin #jimin #jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #bts fluff #jimin fluff #jimin angst

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huggybug · 1 year

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it's so hard to say goodbye - luke hughes

word count: 1.1k words

note: not sure how i feel about this but it’s too upsetting to keep trying to rewrite it. obviously, lyrics from i'll always remember you by hannah montana

The game ended, Michigan's season is over, some of the guys will never play another college hockey game again, and Luke's signing his contract to join the NHL. What a fucking night.

I always knew this day would come We'd be standing one by one With our future in our hands So many dreams, so many plans

"Flight's at 9" Luke said quietly, his arm tightening around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

"You wanna go to your room?" After the game, the guys gathered in Mackie and Dylan's room and slowly had been retreating back to their own rooms for the night, saving their goodbyes for the morning. It was just the sophomores now and you could tell Luke didn't want to leave but it was getting pretty late and he had a big day tomorrow.

"I... yeah we should" Luke hesitated but you nodded, sending Mackie a look which he understood immediately.

"We should all get to bed, early morning tomorrow" Looking around, the boys all had sad smiles on their faces and your heart broke for them all. They were all best friends, they came into this together and now Luke's the only one leaving, breaking up the group forever.

"We'll see you in the morning?" Dylan asked Luke and you could feel your boyfriend tense beside you.

"Yeah, I'll stop by before..." Luke trailed off but everyone knew what he meant. Mark and Eddy patted him on the shoulder as they passed by on their way out and after a quick goodnight to Mackie and Dylan, you and Luke were on your way out as well.

It was a silent walk back to his room, you had your own down the hall but there was no way Luke was letting go of you for the night. He let you into his room first, following close behind and letting the door fall closed as he crawled right into bed with you, laying as close as possible.

"I don't want to go" He said it so quietly you almost couldn't hear him.

"Luke..."

"No, Y/n seriously how am I supposed to wake up tomorrow and say goodbye to my best friends? How do I walk away from Michigan? I'm losing everything I love" You felt his breathing accelerate and you knew that he was getting himself worked up but you didn't know how to stop it, you could only say so much.

"You're not losing anything Luke, you're gaining so much. I'm not going anywhere and I know the boys aren't either. I know its hard right now but just think about all the great guys in Jersey, Jack's gonna make sure they're all nice to you, you're going to be okay Lukey"

"College was just the step before the NHL, it didn't seem like that big of a deal. I never thought it would be so hard to walk away from. I should be used to it by now though, it's what we do. Hockey's business" His voice sounded so broken and you wished you could do something to help.

"Just because you've done it before doesn't mean its going to be easy" You say gently. The room was quiet for a moment and you're almost sure Luke was asleep until he speaks up again.

"I love you, I'm gonna miss you" He whispered and you squeeze your eyes shut, not allowing any tears to fall.

"I'll miss you too Lukey"

I always knew after all these years There'd be laughter, there'd be tears But never thought I'd walk away With so much joy, but so much pain And it's so hard to say "goodbye"

The morning came faster than expected and before you knew it, you were standing in the lobby with Ellen, waiting for the boys to say their goodbyes. Luke had been standing with Dylan and Mackie for a few minutes and you didn't want to be the one who broke them apart.

"You're not going to forget about us?" Dylan grinned and Luke rolled his eyes.

"I could never, Duker" Luke pulled his best friend into a hug, messing up his hair just like he always does. He'd already said his goodbyes to everyone and he knew it was time to go but he couldn't bring himself to step away from his friends.

Nolan walked up from where he had been talking to Rutger and Adam, dropping a hand onto Luke's shoulder. "Yesterday sucked but you've got things to do today kid, big contracts to sign. You better get going before your mom loses her mind" Nolan nods back to where Ellen has been stressing over Jack not having everything organized in their apartment like he promised he did. She was trying to figure out how to rush-order a mattress for Luke to sleep on tonight.

"Thanks Moyle. You're a good captain, even if we doubted you in the beginning" Luke chuckled and pulled Nolan into a quick bro-hug before finally pulling himself away from the boys. He pulled his suitcase out of the hotel, not letting himself look back. Maybe he was being dramatic but if he waited any longer, he wasn't sure he'd actually go.

One day, we'll look back We'll smile and we'll laugh But right now we just cry 'Cause it's so hard to say "goodbye"

Luke signed his contract and was on the plane to Boston in the next hour. Ellen and Jim were going straight to New Jersey to get things ready for Luke while he was going to meet the team for their game Saturday night. You said your goodbyes before they all got on their flights, being the only one headed back to Michigan, at least for a couple days.

You headed back to the hotel and attended the Hobey Baker ceremony with the guys. You sat with the families as they announced Adam as the winner and you watched as the whole team went up for a picture.

Luke was sitting in his new hotel in Boston, looking at the picture on Instagram. It was crazy how just last night, that was his team, his best friends and now he's in another city while they continue on together. He reposts it on his story before shoving his phone into his pocket.

"Ready bud?" Jack poked his head into the room and Luke nodded, grabbing his stuff and following his big brother out the door. "First team dinner, you excited?"

"Yeah" Luke choked out, ignoring his phone buzzing in his back pocket, notifying him of all the things he's left behind. "Let's do it"

Yesterday's gone We gotta keep moving on I'm so thankful for the moments So glad I got to know you

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rendy-a · 9 months

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Hi, there! :D Here again, second and last resquest if it's not too much trouble.

Reader (Fem or Neutral) x Silver

Activity: After the dance

Theme: Angst And maybe Romantic

Scenario:

I was envisioning a angst scenario where Silver asks the reader to go to the dance together, but Silver accidentally falls asleep and doesn't attend the dance, leaving the reader alone. Melancholic Silver meets the reader after the ball; waiting in the dark of the place in complete solitude in the ballroom 🥀

I hope it is not a very complicated request, everything at your time and without pressure, thank you 🌠✍️🌌

Thanks for joining my event! I'm not the best with angst (it just turns so fluffy somehow), so I hope I hit the mark here. Enjoy!

Crowley was the worst. Or was he? You can’t say you are very happy with your boyfriend (ex-boyfriend?) right now either. He’d ditched you at the dance. Well, not just the dance, he’d blown you off entirely; not showing up to take you to your planned dinner or escorted you to the venue. You’d felt sure you’d eventually meet up with him later, but he’d been missing all night. You’d stood on the sidelines, not feeling right about dancing with other guys when you were in a committed relationship, hoping he’d swoop in at the last minute to whisk you off your feet. And then you’d forgive him, like you always did.

This time thought, the only one who swooped in was Crowley. “Ah, Prefect, it appears you are the only one here without a date! How wonderful!” You felt your face heat up as you ducked and quickly scanned the room to see who’d heard that embarrassing statement. “I have a date!” you reply in a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “Oh!” exclaims Crowley as he exaggerated looks around for your missing date, “Are we pretending to have invisible dates? Is this what the kids do these days? Am I on one of those prank Magicam channels?” You sputter at him, “N.no. He isn’t here right this minute, but I know Silver will show up soon.” Really though, you were beginning to question it yourself as well.

Crowley clears his throat, “Ah-hem! Well, be that as it may, I need someone to stay behind and sweep up the ballroom floor before they go home. I wouldn’t want to spoil any budding young romances, so I have, in my boundless generosity, drafted you to fill that position. Ah, I am so kind!” You sputter and attempt to follow after him to complain, but Crowley is surprisingly fast when running from problems and you soon find yourself caught up in the crowd with the crow fae fading from view. Well, this sucks.

“AH HA HAHA!” Ace laughs with a wide grin on his face. “It’s not fair! You don’t have a date either!” you complain. “No but when I saw Crowley coming, I was smart enough to grab onto someone and pretend.” Deuce guiltily rubs his head, “Sorry, Prefect.” Then he perks up and places his hand to his chest, “I’m going to go confess to Crowley that I didn’t bring a date either. Then Ace and I can join you cleaning up!” Ace goes into a panic, “Waaaa What? No!” You wave him off, “Nah, its fine. I have some things to work off tonight anyway. The solitude will do me good.” Deuce pats you sympathetically on the back and Ace gives you a small sigh of relief followed by a small smile. They were good friends but a friend wasn’t what you had been hoping for tonight.

That is how you ended up here, alone in the ballroom pushing a broom long after the party ended. The rhythmic swish of the broom is meditative, lulling you into a sleepy state. The lateness of the night and the dimness of the room affect you more and more until you feel as though you might be dreaming. So, when Silver places his hand on your own, you hardly seem to care. He was always doing the sweetest things in your dreams, after all. Then, when he takes the broom from your hands and lowers his head, you realize it is not a dream. Your dream prince had arrived at last to rub salt in your wounds. “So, now you can show up,” you reply bitterly.

Silver hangs his head low, “I know it is no excuse, but I didn’t mean to be late. I fell asleep again.” You pull the broom from his hands and turn your back on him as you resume sweeping. After a few swooshes of the broom being the only sound you ask, “So why show up at all?” He looks up at you with a sad smile, “Sebek found me and scolded me. He told me if I left a partner like you alone at the dance someone would steal you away.” That makes your lips twitch up into a small smile before you catch yourself and return to frowning. It was hard to tell if Sebek liked you or not. Sometimes he’d berate you and call you ‘human’ in that belittling voice but then there were times like these where he truly took care of you.

“Well, he is right. How do you know some other knight hasn’t come along to sweep me off my feet?” you peevishly ask. He tilts his head, “If you find someone else, I’ll accept it and be happy for you.” You sigh and swing around, swatting Silver in the chest, “No, you are supposed to be upset and try to reassure me about your love.” He smiled at you sadly, “You already know how much I care for you, or you wouldn’t always be forgiving me.” He had a point.

You kick your foot, sweeping it across the floor while you thought. “Fine. Since you didn’t come to the dance to sweet me off my feet, you can try to make it up to me by sweeping the floor.” Then you hold out your broom to Silver. “Right,” Silver replies seriously, accepting the tool and setting to work. You head over to a bench and sit down, glad to have a moment to rest. The knight was used to physical activity and quickly made progress on your assigned chore. You drape your arm over the side of the bench and lay your head on top of it to sleepily watch him work. It was like watching an odd sort of dance between a prince and his ‘princess.’ Somehow, you were jealous.

“So,” you called out coldly to the ballroom, “you like ‘her’ better than me?” Silver gives a start and looks at you in confusion. “Your wooden jezebel there,” you say as you nod your head toward the broom, “Such find golden hair and a slim figure; the prefect princess for you.” Silver holds out the broom, giving it a long look, “I don’t understand, Prefect, it’s just a broom.” Maybe it was the lack of sleep but suddenly, you felt compelled to make a move, however silly it was. “No, that is my competition and I’m not letting them steal you away.” You cross the room and grab the broom from his hands and fling it away. “I thought you might need a demonstration and, since I’m in a better mood now, I decided to give you one,” you tell him before doing your best attempt to maneuver him into a dip.

Silver looks up at you with wide eyes, his mouth slightly agape. Then he smiles slightly, “I see. What should I say now? Something like, ‘My Hero,’?” You smirk back at him, happy that he is playing along, “That’s right. Now that I’ve defeated my rival and swept the fair maiden off his feet, well, I think its time I finally got my dance.” Then you pull Silver back up to stand and hold out your hand. He smiles and places his hand in yours. You place your hand on Silvers back and shoulder and lead him into a silent waltz. After a few minutes of dancing you ask, “Well, was it worth waking up for?” He looks at you with a dreamy smile, “Am I awake? I remember doing this with you before; once upon a dream.” You smile and lead your ‘sleeping princess’ into another dance. The night sky overhead was full of stars and you were happy to spend the remainder of the night dreaming with Silver on the dance floor.

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wordbunch · 1 year

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Elrond getting jealous

a/n: whoever requested something among the lines of “Elrond getting jealous over reader who spends time with Halbrand”... i’m sending you a thousand kisses. 💋 I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, and do let me know! 🥰 also please consider reblogging if you liked it, it means a lot 💖💖💖

(+ warning: if you squint, it gets the tiniest bit steamy at the very end!)

you were in Eregion with Elrond and very happy about the fact that you get to spend that extra time with your lover

sure, you were both busy, but just being able to see each other, fall asleep and wake up together daily was something you cherished amid the daily chaos

you settled into a nice routine, which got interrupted in a very surprising way: Galadriel came back, after having gone to the Undying Lands (or, well, not actually going), and she brought a strange man with her

he seemed to be badly injured, and it made you wonder how come a man had managed to endure a few days long journey with an injury like that, but you let it go

however he did intrigue you a little bit, since you very rarely came in contact with humans, and there was a strange energy about him

Galadriel herself actually asked you to check up on him every now and then because she trusts you, so you fulfilled her request and gradually started talking a bit to Halbrand

purely out of curiosity, you wouldn’t dream of going behind Elrond’s back in any way

however, the elf misunderstood your interest for affection

one evening you just walked by the room that Halbrand was in and cast a quick glance to check whether he was alive (seemed like he was), and you were planning to join Elrond for a relaxing evening in bed, but you ran into an old friend of yours and ended up talking for a little longer than intended

all the while, Elrond was in your shared bedroom and his mind was swarming with concerns about why you still hadn’t joined him

he trusts you with all his heart, don’t ever doubt that, but he was certainly feeling iffy about the human newcomer and he wasn’t sure he particularly liked him, he just wasn’t able to pinpoint why

when you finally walked in, feeling extremely bad at losing track of time, your heart cracked a bit when you saw your beloved lying down, curled up with his back turned towards you; he was debating whether to confront you about it because he HATED any type of conflict with you

you almost gasped when you heard a quiet, yet unmistakably bitter “your new human friend seems to be occupying an awful lot of your time lately”

you all but threw yourself on the bed next to Elrond and grabbed both his hands in yours, but you noticed instantaneously that he didn’t intertwine your fingers together, which he almost always did

“He is not my friend” you replied with determination, but Elrond remained silent

“and I am terribly sorry for making you wait tonight, my love. I ran into Nimel on my way to you and they got so carried away talking about how they journeyed to Lórien recently and I had not the heart to interrupt…”

you thought you saw a tiny smile curving on your lover’s lips: he knew you were too kind to rudely interrupt somebody who was just being sociable

“now wait just a moment… my evening star, are you jealous?” you held back a smile of your own

Elrond was rarely jealous, so you weren’t used to seeing that side of him

“I do not have the faintest idea why you might think so, darling”

okay, he tried to play it off but he absolutely failed

“you know i can see it in your eyes when you are being dishonest”

he sighed deeply, and eventually entwined his fingers with yours, pressed a kiss to your knuckles and finally held your gaze

“perhaps I was jealous… just very, very little” the elf admitted sheepishly, feeling the tips of his ears get warmer

now you were hovering over him, finding amusement in the situation, rather than getting upset

“whatever for?” you purred, leaning closer into his face and brushing your nose against his, his greyish-blue eyes almost fluttering closed at the sensation

“you are the most perfect partner and lover in all of Middle-earth, my beloved,” your voice dropped low as you brought your lips closer to his, almost to brush against them. almost.

“not even in my wildest dreams would I think of choosing another over you. especially not some odd little man,” you chuckled, the noise resonating within your chest which was now pressed flush against Elrond’s

his hands had found their way to your hips, holding onto you as if you were about to vanish (you most definitely were not) and he expertly maneuvered the two of you so that now he was the one hovering above you and your cheeks were heating up at an alarming rate as you looked up at him with sparkling eyes

and there was a glint of mischief in his

he kissed you hungrily and you instinctively entangled your fingers in his soft hair, your heart threatening to beat out of your chest; he had your arms pinned on the bed with one hand, and his other hand was trailing down your torso

when you, sadly, had to pull back for air, his lips traveled down to your neck, and between open-mouthed kisses he muttered “then let us make sure that i am the most perfect lover you could ask for, dearest

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In the dark. Chapter 3. The mistake

Pairing: Morpheus x FemaleReader

Rating: PG

Words: 1200

Now you can’t wait till night. You wanted to help him, but you actually don’t want your time with Morpheus to end. You don’t know what you are going to do when he stops visiting you.

“Is it comfortable for you here?” you asked him during another visit.

“It is tolerable”, he said in his official manner.

“You can come closer”, you replied. “I promise, I won’t look at you. We will still be in the dark. But you will be closer”.

“I don’t think it is a good idea”, he said hesitantly.

“Why not?” you asked.

“Because it will grow closer,”, he replied. “I don’t want you to suffer in the end”.

“I won’t”, you said. “Now come here”.

He lost this argument very quickly and moved forward. He probably wants this closeness as much as you do. Furthermore, he awkwardly lied next to you on the bed. You can feel his warmth. Morpheus smells like coffee, books and nighttime rain. And you were doing your best not to look at him.

“So what now?” he asked.

“You can read me or tell me the story”, you replied. “Can you tell me the story about other worlds and creatures that existed”.

“Yes”, he nodded, and he told me about Lucifer and Hell. And how he won the game with hope.

“Unbelievable”, you admitted. “Do you feel it now? Hope?”

He was thinking for a few minutes, and you even felt sleepy lying next to him. But then Morpheus broke the silence.

“I haven’t for some time”, he said. “But now, I feel”.

You felt warm again. Can you be the reason behind his hope? You hope so.

“You are tired”, Morpheus admitted. “You need to sleep”.

“Morpheus?” you asked before he put you to sleep once more.

“Yes?” he replied.

“Can you stay with me for a while when I fall asleep, please?” you asked sleepily.

“I will”, he said softly, and sleep took you.

For the next week, he agreed to sit with you on the bed. And it was a little win. Anyway, you noticed that his skin was pale and his hair was black. You tried not to watch him more closely. You tried to keep your promise.

“Why did you insist on keeping me close?” he asked one day.

“It is more comfortable and cozy”, you said. “You don’t agree, don’t you?”

“I don’t get used to feeling comfortable with humans,”, he said. “And you can get attached to me this way far more quickly.”.

“Morpheus”, you said, touching his hand. His skin was like silk. “I attached myself to you as a friend. Is it dangerous?”

“I suppose not”, he said.

When you fell asleep, you almost felt his touch on your skin. On your cheek. Light as a feather. And heard “sweet dreams, little dreamer”.

After that, something in you changed. You felt the light and the warmth inside of you when you were thinking about Morpheus. You missed him during the day.

The next night, he joined you in small and fluffy form. He was a cat. You were sure he was the black one.

“I didn’t know you could be a cat”, you said.

“You never asked”, he replied. “I can be in any form. But you will be able to see me one day in human form, because you are human”.

“Does that mean that cats see you as the cat?” you asked.

“Exactly”, he replied.

“How interesting”, you smiled. “Can I touch you?”

“You can, if you won’t turn on the light”, he agreed after the silence.

And you touch his silky and fluffy fur. And he even starts to purr silently. It was too cute. He was warm. And you understand that he was big. Probably as Maine coon. It was huge that you know a god of dreams, but also he is a cat.

“I’m not cute”, Of course he reads your thoughts.

“Yes, you are”, you smiled. “At least in the cat form”.

And he purred you to sleep. You can tell, though, that he began to feel comfortable with you. He wasn’t so tense. He wasn’t cold anymore. Likewise, he was still mysterious, but it wasn’t a bad thing for you.

Although he began to leave gifts for you in the Dreaming and sometimes in the waking world too. He left you books, which you wanted, some small jewelry, and flowers. One time he left you, even the dress. The feelings in your heart grow stronger.

But then curiosity also started to grow. You began to imagine what he looked like. He must be very handsome. But then why is he hiding in the darkness?

“Can different humans see you in different ways?” you asked him the next night.

“Yes”, he said. “It depends on their culture and beliefs.”.

“What about their tastes?” you asked.

“I suppose it counted too”, he said after thinking.

“Do you have a favorite form?” you asked.

“You are so curious today”, Morpheus admitted.

“And you’re mysterious”, you replied. “I wanted to know more about you”.

“I prefer cat form”, he said.

“And what about human form?” you asked.

“You will find out in time”, he only said.

“Not mysterious at all”, you smiled and squeezed his hand.

“The time hasn’t come yet”, he said.

“Morpheus?” you asked.

“Yes?”

“Promise me that you won’t leave without a trail when the time comes?” you said.

“Very well”, he said. “But I can’t promise to stay in your life permanently. You don’t need to live in your dreams”.

“I do not”, you replied. “I still have life in the day”.

He didn’t continue arguing. But for now, a promise that he won’t abandon you after this month was enough. You were glad he was there.

In the last week, you fell asleep next to him and appeared in his room. Next to him. His room was big. You were interested in what color everything was. And you were interested in the man next to you. Did he just bring you there? Perhaps it was an act of trust. But know that you can feel that he was sleeping next to you.

And when Matthew found out that you left Morpheus room, they suspected that it was actually something between you two.

But when your time together almost came to an end, it made you think about different things. You were afraid that you wouldn’t see him. And so curiosity almost took over. Till the night when Morpheus fell asleep in his human form next to you in his room in the Dreaming. On the other side, you couldn’t sleep because you were thinking of the night when you would be alone again. And so you made the wrong move.

You made a small light. You were sure it won’t make him. And you planned to look quickly and then to turn it off. He was handsome. He has got black hair, white skin and rose lips. And then he opened his eyes. You immediately understood what you have done, when you see surprise, disappointment and betrayal in his blue eyes.

«What have you done?” He said and disappeared immediately.

And you stare at the place where he was lying a minute ago in horror. What have you done? Where he go? You betrayed his trust. Why did you even do that? Where you can find him to ask fo his forgiveness? You didn’t know.

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— DREAMS OF FOREVER | chapter 2

a world so full of broken hearts

pairing: Avenger!Loki / f!Avenger!Reader word count: 2,395 summary: The "You found me and gave me your hand" chapter in this chapter: this chapter opens with anxiety and some crying, mentions of The Blip and trying to return to a normal life after The Blip, a moment of Loki being soft and reassuring, i think this chapter technically makes this a strangers to lovers fanfic author notes: @sarahscribbles's didn't believe me when i said i could post another chapter of one of my fics today. unfortunately for her, this one has been sitting around finished while i work on future chapters and A Fairytale Beginning. naturally, i had to (lovingly) spite her and prove her wrong. so, enjoy the new chapter! also, if any of you were waiting patiently for the proposal… i'm gonna tell you now that you'll have to wait more. welcome to the flashback era of this fic! you all will hate me before we return to the proposal era (warning)

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THEN, AUGUST 5TH, 2023; AVENGERS TOWER, NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK

The door to the bathroom swings shut behind you, the sounds of the gala immediately dimming to a whisper of noise. It’s quiet in here. The quick clack of your shoes against the tile are thunderous in comparison.

You need a few minutes away from all of that. A few minutes of quiet to pull yourself back together.

You lay your hands against the sink counter, leaning into it. Closing your eyes, you take deep, slow breaths to calm your shaking hands and sprinting heartbeat. Words spoken so blithely near you echo in your ears. It’s a struggle to push them down, to not let the hungry maw of haunting loss that nips at your heels so relentlessly swallow you like a minnow.

Try as you might though, the tears come.

One by one, they splatter on the counter. You refuse to wipe your eyes. No matter how much you want to rid yourself of the evidence of these cracks you can’t. The chance of smearing your makeup, of making it obvious how hard you broke while in this bathroom, is too great for you to even consider it for more than a second.

You’ve held yourself together so well since joining with the branch of Avengers based in New York City. Three months and ten days — or something close to that. You honestly lost count of the days during your first month. All you’ve known since you joined this team is how to keep yourself busy. It's made falling asleep easier. Kept you from turning too many thoughts over when you could barely do more than fall into your bed and pass out each night.

Vines of your power slither and tighten through your whole body. Squeezing and puncturing, just like the thorny vines you favour in combat. Your fingers curl harshly against the counter's edge. Gripping it desperately as you try to swallow back the tears and the heavy ache in your chest.

In the five years you were Blipped, so many things changed. Friends, acquaintances, a situationship; practically all of it was gone in the blink of an eye for you. Your situationship moved on with her life the best she could after you were dusted. The friends and acquaintances who remained left to chase whatever life they could cling to in the aftermath of the Blip. Your room at Xavier’s school even became a tomb to the person everyone chose to remember you as — a shadow, a far cry from who you truly are.

Losing each bit of your life left you with too many questions, and too many what if?’s. You’ve become haunted by those five years in a way those who remained weren’t.

A piece of you hopes desperately you aren’t the only one who is.

There’s a brief swell of sound from the bathroom door opening. Panic surges through you in that exact moment. Your head whips up, and you catch sight of your eyes. Wide, glassy, and tinged red from tears. It’s a sight that locks you in place, preventing you from hiding in one of the stalls before a woman in a dark green suit walks around the corner.

Her suit is cut well to her figure, and there’s a flash of a black shirt beneath the jacket. Her black hair is pulled into a high, sleek ponytail, showing off the dangling golden earrings that flash against the bathroom lights. She’s looking down at her phone with a scowl though, thumbs flying across the keyboard as she hammers out some message. For a split second, you think she might bypass you entirely without noticing. Then, her eyes flick up from her phone mid-typing and briefly lock with yours in the mirror.

You tear your gaze away instantly. Barely more than a few horrific seconds pass before she's at your side. You tense, and then you see a handkerchief extended to you.

"They really are quite nasty, are they not?" You don't take the handkerchief, but you do look at her, not understanding what she means. A small, gentle smile decorates lips painted charcoal and ink before she elaborates. "The ones here who did none of the fighting to save the universe. They believe money and influence will save them by throwing it at us, but many of them wouldn't even consider lifting a finger to truly help. The rest would balk at the first true sign of danger to their lives.”

“How did you…?”

She lifts the handkerchief a tad and brings her other hand up towards your chin. A silent question, one that you nod your answer to.

Her fingers are gentle as she grips your chin, her green eyes focused as she slowly dabs away the tears on your face.

“Know you helped save the universe?” Her eyes lock onto yours again for just a brief second, then look down. “For one, you wear one of those ridiculous pins Anthony insisted we all wear for this event.”

Ah. You’d looped yours onto a necklace chain, unable to come up with an idea of where to put it on your dress. You take the pin between your fingers, feeling the solid weight of it and the barely-there way the chain digs at the sides of your neck.

“And… for two?”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, darling, but you don’t look like you belong out there.” Her hand disappears from your chin, and she draws back, placing her handkerchief on the counter. Before the feelings inside you can burn and churn for too many seconds, she continues speaking.

“I don’t mean outwardly. Your dress, your hair, your makeup, your jewellery; it all fits the part of appearing to be one of them. I mean here.” She gestures to her mouth. “You do not speak as they do.”

Your not sure what compels you to raise an eyebrow and ask her in a sharp tone, “And you do?”

She flashes a razor-sharp smile at you in return, one that sends goosebumps racing up your arms. “I’ve played their game of tongues far longer than I care to recall.”

When she doesn’t elaborate, you let it drop. Though you search your memories desperately to remember what her name might be, you can’t recall it. You can’t even remember what all the different pins mean, though you know they were designed to indicate what branch of the Avengers everyone operates from.

Yours is silver, and features the Tower’s windows etched in the A’s left side — one of the few that has a more obvious connotation for its branch. Her pin isn’t silver, it’s black. And where the etched point of an arrow on the A is for yours, hers has an hourglass instead. You can’t recall seeing such a design worn by anyone else, and it makes you wonder how far she travelled to come to tonight’s event.

“Were you Blipped?” The question falls from suddenly your lips, unbidden. The heaviness of what drove you in here still lingers and chokes your limbs. It’s quieter than before, but you can still feel it slipping through your veins and shaking your fingers.

Her face falls, and her eyes focus on nothing. She looks away and stares at the mirror, but you can tell she’s not seeing anything in it.

“No.” There’s a melancholic ache to the woman’s words. “But my brother was.”

“I’m sorry,” you say, your response almost reflexive. You know from others that being left behind, being left with nothing more than dust and memories, was horrific. In many, different ways, it’s just like being dusted has left you feeling. “Is he safe now?”

“Yes,” is her quick, obviously relieved reply. She turns back to you, all sharp green eyes and a pleasant smile — though there’s a tightness to it now. A wall meant to shut you out, erected right before your eyes. It hurts in a way; you think it shouldn’t. The two of you are strangers to the other, after all. “We’re all safer, now that the Mad Titan and his allies are vanquished. It will not be the last cosmic threat this planet faces, but none have quite the… ambitions that he did.”

It clicks then — she must be one of the aliens you’ve heard helped the Avengers during the Blip. The ones who come and go in that orange spaceship that you’ve seen on the Tower’s helipad before. You’d seen a few members of the group itself from afar earlier, as the various branches of Avengers trickled in. With all the mingling you’ve had to do since you arrived, you hadn’t managed to make it around enough of the room to be formally introduced yet.

“What’s it like? Up there I mean?”

“It’s different. Quite different, really.” When you respond with only a tilt of your head, her eyebrows raise. Like she wasn’t expecting for you to let her explain. Her lips quirk up even more for a brief moment, and then she extends her arm for you to take.

You do so without any hesitation, letting her lead you out of the bathroom and back to the gala. She steers you past everyone else, headed straight for the wall of windows that overlook the blazing skyline of New York City at night. Only then does she unloop her arm from yours. She presses her fingertips together and then spreads her hands in a way you understand is meant as a gesture at everything beyond the window. “Think of what you know about how your realm works, and then simply imagine it on a galactic scale. Much of it translates across species, though not always a simple one-to-one.”

You listen as she explains (in very basic terms) what she means by this. Most of it goes over your head, but listening to her is a welcome distraction. Even without understanding everything she’s saying, you understand that she’s seen so much more of the universe than you ever thought exists.

The gala behind you continues on, but the two of you are left alone in peace as the beautiful stranger speaks. She pantomimes with elegant sweeps of her hands to emphasise different points, drawing your eyes to them again and again as they move. Her mouth moves in dancing lines, folding letters together to help you understand everything she speaks of. Those soft green eyes of hers move between you, the world outside, and back, again and again throughout. And she stills whenever you ask something before answering.

You are captivated by her.

It’s in the middle of explaining something about flying cat mounts on a planet called Vanaheimr that she suddenly stops speaking. Your eyes were on her hands again, and though they jump back to her face quickly, they jump right back when you see her reach into her suit pocket. She pulls out her phone, looking at the screen with something akin to annoyance. It morphs into an apologetic smile as she looks up at you. You know without her telling you that this conversation has come to an abrupt end.

“It’s my brother.”

You want to linger. Something in you longs to stay here, in this moment. But you can't. So you smile at her in return, stepping away towards the bustling floor where everyone is laughing and speaking.

“I should go mingle with the others for a bit. It was nice meeting you.”

“And you as well.”

You turn away, moving through the crowd until you find the familiar face of Nathaniel Richards. He’s one of the Avengers who has permanent residency here in the Tower, just as you and a few others do. He also happens to be the one who invited you to become a member in the first place.

It's only as Nathaniel's asking where you wandered off to that you realise you never got the beautiful strangers name. Something in you deflates at the realisation, turns to yearning as you wish you'd remembered to ask her for it.

You don't remember ever giving her your name either.

“Thorn?” Nathaniel’s voice draws you from the yearning that’s scratching at the corners of your heart.

You raise an eyebrow at him, only somewhat surprised he’s calling you by your hero identity rather than your civilian one. “Yeah, Iron Lad?”

“You alright?”

Your index finger taps against your drink, giving him a smile as you nod. “I’m fine. Just… thinking about something someone said to me once.”

Nathaniel doesn’t look entirely convinced, but he nods, returning to the conversation with the others. He’s not one to pry unnecessarily with you; it’s one of the things you like about him.

You think he doesn’t pry not because he doesn’t care, but because he trusts that you (and the others as well) will come to him, Kate, or Elijah if there was something serious you need to discuss. It’s nice, having them trust you like this. It’s been this way ever since the day you showed up at the Tower looking for an escape from the tomb of Xavier’s School.

When finally you peel yourself away from Nathaniel and the others close to an hour later, you turn to seeking out the beautiful stranger. Moving around the room to chat with a few other Avengers and mingle with guests, you try your best to find her. Every time you excuse yourself from a conversation, you look around, trying to find her. You even spend half an hour sitting at the open bar while you people-watch everyone.

There’s no sign of her the rest of the night.

When you finally leave the gala to head upstairs to your room, it’s sometime past two in the morning. All your attempts to find the beautiful stranger failed. It leaves you with an ache in your chest, a sense that you’ve missed something quite unlike what you’ve felt since the Blip’s abrupt end. Something that, if you’d had the chance or the time, might have bloomed beautifully.

You collapse into bed not long after the clock ticks past 3am. Exhaustion fills every bit of your body, but even now that beautiful stranger lingers at the forefront of your thoughts.

Somehow you don’t dream of eyes the colour of spring grass, or hair dark as a raven’s wing. At least for that night.

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Sexiest man alive’s photographer wife pt. 3!

Warnings: none

Word count: 2,176

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Squirming out from under Chris I leave the room as he takes up the entire bed

Dodger follows and I let him out while I turn the heater on in this unnecessarily cold house

While he sleeps off the alcohol I work and respond to emails

The top priority one being the People magazine one. I’ve photographed for better magazines but I think I’d enjoy this one

Who wouldn’t want to photograph the sexiest man alive?

Hell, I would enjoy it

Don’t tell Chris I said that

She calls me as I stare at the coffee pot slowly brewing coffee

“Hi”

“Hi! We wanted to solidify some plans, I have received the final decision and we have plans set in place with the winner.”

“Can I know yet?”

She pauses saying “I’m sorry. We can’t discuss it yet.”

I sigh saying “Figures. Alright, I’m back in Boston. I can do a meeting and some prep work if you’d like at the location. Have you decided where?”

“No… we were actually hoping that you had some suggestions outside of the studio.”

Nodding and drinking the hot coffee, only to spit it back out as it burns my mouth I say “I have a place in mind, but you may need to adjust your wardrobe for the shoot. My friend, is a rancher and owns a beautiful property. I can send you his info but for it to be private you’re gonna need to rent it out.”

“That can be arranged. Thank you!”

“And when do I get to meet the winner?”

“We will have a preliminary shoot a day before. When are you free? He only has one conflict with the dates you’ve provided but all the rest work. He’s pretty flexible with the schedule.”

Smiling I say unknowingly “Sounds like my kind of person.”

We both laugh and she says “Oh for sure.”

Dodger lays on my feet and I say “Let’s shoot for Wednesday. That’ll give me enough time-”

“It’s supposed to rain on Wednesday.”

I groan saying “Okay… Tuesday? Sorry I haven’t checked the weather.”

“Rain, again.”

“Monday?”

“Tomorrow? You think you could do it that early?”

“And the preliminary shoot would be…today?”

She pauses saying “Wait.. it’s Saturday? Sorry. It was a long night.”

She laughs and says “Tomorrow would be the preliminary shoot and interview and Monday would be the shoot. Do you think you could do it?”

“Yeah. I’ll move some things around.”

“Perfect. Thank you.”

I wrap up the call, petting Dodger as Chris begins to wake up. At 11, and he looks around our bedroom confused

“Did I really dream she was here?”

I drop a pan on accident, cursing as Dodger barks at me. I shush him and attempt to quietly put it away

Chris stands up and groans but smiles as he enters the room, I poorly attempt to clean up as his arms snake around me

“Honey, you’re home.”

I smile and he kisses my shoulder as I say “Only took a flight from hell to get here.”

“Well I’m thankful you’re home.”

I kiss him and he holds me tightly. I pause saying “You were drunk last night.”

“Yeah, Scott had friends from high school to meet up with and I joined. I had a bit too much to drink. I need coffee. Tons of coffee..”

He looks to the nearly empty pot as I try to slip out of his grasp. He holds me tightly as he shakes the empty pot saying “Seriously?”

I laugh as he throws me over his shoulder and says “Where did you hide it!”

“I’m sorry! You’re the one who forgot to go grocery shopping!”

He tosses me onto the couch shaking me saying “I need it!” In full actor dramatics he puts on a desperate act

He shakes his head saying “We had half a bag left.. and you consumed it all. At this point I could just..”

He pretends to fall asleep on top of me and I laugh loudly as I say “it only made like 4 cups!”

“4 cups! Only 4 cups! What are you a caffeine addict? My wife everyone… the coffee hog. Who clearly loves coffee more than her husband.”

Laughing loudly he kisses my neck saying “Tell me where you hid it.”

I go into a fit of laughs as his scruff tickles my neck and he shakes his head as he smiles to me “You’re laughing won’t help you out of this. No matter how much I love you.”

I smile widely and hold his face in my hands saying “I’ll drive you to the store. And buy you some coffee.”

“Just when I thought I could never forgive you.”

Smiling he kisses me and pulls me up to my feet

He makes a bee line for the coffee pot, dumping the half a cup of coffee into a cup

He gives me a look and I smile “Sorry.”

He says “I should’ve gone shopping. I was just too busy trying to get through to my wife via telephone. But clearly she doesn’t have a working one anymore.”

I shake my head saying “I’m telling you, flight from hell..”

He shakes his head and follows me out the door. I look to him as he gets into the passenger seat, still with his morning hair and sleepy eyes

“You look very cute.”

He looks to me and says “Handsome.”

I shake my head saying “Sure.”

I squeeze his hand as we make our way to the store, getting our coffee and going about our day

He doesn’t mention the Sexiest man alive news

And I don’t get around to it

It slips our mind as we leave work out of our day off

Just enjoying the time right now

The next day, I wake up early. Too early.

I slip the top sheet off our bed as I cover myself up with something as I slide the comforter over Chris,

kissing his lips and walking to the kitchen

“Were you really not going to call your brother in law and tell him you were home?”

I jump as I look to the door and grumble saying “Scott. Don’t scare me like that. You knew I was home already, when you dropped off my drunk husband.”

“I didn’t think you remembered that.”

Nodding I say “I do. Why are you here? We are so busy I am actually wasting time having this conversation with you.”

“Rude. I’m here to take Dodger to my sisters. Chris wasn’t anticipating you being back yet so maybe that changed. Are you naked?”

I grumble, tightening the sheet around me saying “I’m in my own home. That I own with my husband. I’m allowed to be naked. I have a sheet over me and I wasn’t anticipating you being here right now.”

He makes a face saying “What are you up to today? Chris says he has meetings.”

“Meetings. Editing. Boring contracts I’m sure. And some NDA’s most likely.”

“Fun..” he says unconvincingly

Nodding I say “I’m going to consume the remainder of the coffee left in this pot, would you mind making another while I shower and quickly leave? I need to get across Massachusetts to the site early.”

He nods and I quickly consume all the coffee and get into the shower. Changed, and out the door after a swift kiss to the top of Chris’s head

Arriving at the set I hug my friend, that owns the ranch, Aaron

“What a pay day for me. Thank you.”

I nod and say “It’s the perfect place for what I have in mind.”

He nods and hesitates but asks “So… do you know who it is yet?”

I laugh and say “No. I don’t, not yet. But soon, he’ll be here soon enough. I should go set up.”

He nods and I retreat back to my set up. Lily, my assistant that I have missed dearly that works with me in America most of the times says “I’ve missed you.”

I hug her saying “Never leave my side again. The assistants they gave me in London were so mean. I can’t believe I ever did this without you.”

She laughs and says “What camera were you thinking?”

“I want all the lenses out, but let’s stick with the newest model canon sent me. That’ll produce some good shots.”

Chris arrives and says to the assistant helping him “How did you manage to get this place?”

“Oh, they rented the whole ranch. It’s beautiful, right?”

He nods saying “My friend actually-”

He’s directed into a makeup chair and the hair dresser says to the makeup dresser “Make sure you make the makeup wind proof.”

“Same to you for his hair.”

“There’s actually not much wind here right now.” Chris admits

They both look to him and say “Your hair is darker than usual.”

“Yeah, it’s for a role.”

“Are you keeping it this way?”

He looks to them confused saying “Maybe? I’m not sure yet. My wife usually cuts my hair and dyes it-”

“Your wife is darling. That interview she did is one of my favorites.”

He nods saying “She’s amazing. I know.”

“Is she really thinking about making a cooking book?”

“No. She’s a photographer not a chef. But maybe some day. She only cooks as a hobby. She is in high demand for work lately so she doesn’t have much time for it.”

“I heard she’s actually back in the states, that’s what our assistant manager told us.”

I’m quickly surrounded by people as everyone needs to ask me a question, Chris looks over saying “Who is that?”

The makeup artist Ava says “That’s the photographer. She is amazing. I worked with her on a project a couple years ago and she produced stunning shots.”

He says “Oh really?”

“Beyond amazing. She photographed Harry Styles for Vanity Fair. Oh my god, talk about talent.”

He looks to her quickly, remembering his wife photographed him for Vanity fair and stands up from the seat

“We aren’t done…”

I look to Lily as she helps me answer questions “The winner is here, the model.”

I look around as it begins to filter out and the photo shoot set director points towards Chris

I smile as I look up and Chris quickly produces an even bigger smile as I push my camera into Lily’s arms

Chris quickly does a fast walk, near jog towards me as I step forward.

His arms are wrapped around my hips as he hugs me tightly, lifting me slightly as we both laugh loudly

He kisses my cheek “Chris.” I say as I kiss his cheek in return

I hug him tightly as he says “Well, now look at you. My darling photographer wife.”

“What are you doing here?” I laugh out as I struggle to say as he kisses my neck and his scruff sends me into a fit of laughs

Lily clears her throat, holding up a paper just handed to her saying

Talent: Chris Evans

I smile to him, hugging him tightly saying “Congratulations. I’ve known for many years that you’re the sexiest man alive but I guess the world has finally caught up with me.”

He says “I was going to tell you, but we were enjoying our time just the two of us. We needed that and-”

I kiss him and the staff freeze in place confused at what’s going on

Professionally I go by my maiden name…

But it’s kind of public knowledge I’m married to him, honestly, I go by both.

I respond to both.

Lily smiles widely as she crosses her arms waiting, Lily loves Chris. She’s been over for dinner and parties a good amount of times

We are on quote her “Auntie and Uncle.” Chris eats it up, Lily is sweet and knows us pretty well

She puts up with my artistic fits I have occasionally… more often then not

He kisses me as he says “You’re making me blush already. And here I thought I was going to get some uptight photographer that makes me pose uncomfortably for hours.”

I smile as my feet finally touch the ground once again. “Now, that’s not a given. As your wife I get away with more now. You know that.”

He shakes his head saying “You have no idea how happy I am to have you here.”

My smile beams as I scrunch my nose saying “People are looking.”

He chuckles saying “You’re punny without even trying.” I shake my head as he says “All nerves, gone. Just seeing your goofy face.”

“Beautiful is the word you’re really looking for, my dear.”

He nods and says “This is going to be the best shoot we’ve ever had, guaranteed.”

I shake my head and look to Lily saying “Give me the ole’ reliable please.”

Chris gasps saying “Ole’ Betsy?”

“Get me ole’ betsy, lils.”

Lily sifts through my many bags of equipment

Chris smiles and says “Yep. It’s going to be a good day.”

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Love Untold (OT8 x F! Reader)

Chapter 19

Paring: Hyunjin x Y/N

Genre: angst, smut

Warnings: argument, blood, smut 18+

Word Count: 5795

Masterlist

Due to the work of your parents, you are forcet to constantly move. However, this time moving houses let to interesting and unusual events. You met 8 handsome boys at school and somehow you managed to move in with them. How will your fate go?

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<- Part 18 | Part 20 ->

The next day you got up with a slight headache. After all, you celebrated getting your diplomas until dawn. You celebrated before some of you had to tackle special projects for their college entrance exams.

Fortunately, you had nothing to fear, because your dream studies had no additional requirements apart from good results in high school exams. However, some boys were on tenterhooks because they were pressed for deadlines and had not thought about taking care of at least some of the projects in advance.

One of the less organized people was Jisung, who realized two days before the deadline that he had to submit three projects. He didn't stay long at the party and returned home to do his tasks.

You didn't see him today either when you went for breakfast, but Minho assured you that you had nothing to worry about, as the boy was sitting in his room and trying to get everything done.

You knew Han must be under a lot of stress right now, because you remembered that he wasn't very good at working under pressure. You wanted to help him somehow, but the best help would be not to disturb him. So you decided to take care of yourself and finally take a break from all the pressure.

You stayed in your room all afternoon watching movies and eating unhealthy food, just like you usually did with the boys, but now you didn't want to disturb anyone. But after a while, you start to get bored of it, after all, it wasn't the same as watching movies with friends.

However, you hoped that one of them would soon knock on your door and join you in the séance. The minutes passed and there was no sign of any sound outside your room.

You felt a little sad, but you couldn't expect everyone to be at your beck and call and spend time with you all the time. When you decided to take a nap to get your negative thoughts out of your head, you heard a quiet knock on the door.

You almost jumped out of bed, waiting for the person on the other side to come in and somehow occupy your time. After a while, Changbin entered the room, holding even more different snacks in his hand. You laughed because he had exactly the same idea of how to spend his free time as you.

You sat down on the bed together, you snuggled into his well-sculpted body and he wrapped his arm around you, giving you extra warmth that spread through your entire body. You two argued about what to watch for a while, but eventually Binnie gave up and you were allowed to choose the movie.

The movie came together really quickly and the time spent together was holsome. You were happy to lie on the bed with him, glued to cheap romance novels. You felt relaxed and completely at ease.

Once the movie was over, Changbin closed your laptop and set it aside before going back to holding you. You sat for a moment surrounded by the warmth of your bodies, not caring about anything. You listened to his heartbeat with your eyes closed. His calm and even breathing additionally soothed your nerves, you began to feel tiredness slowly taking over your entire body.

You were almost falling asleep when you felt Chagbin's hand on your side. Suddenly, electricity shot through your body and your pulse quickened. You lifted your head and your eyes met his.

“Changbin…” You whispered softly but very firmly, but the boy had no intention of stopping.

His fingers tickled your skin and you jumped, a loud laugh escaping your lips. You hoped that these sounds could save you, but you quickly realized that they only encouraged Changbin to continue playing with you.

You jumped up from the bed, trying to escape the torture he found hilarious. You were playing cat and mouse, running from one side of the room to the other. You literally did everything to avoid getting tickled again.

You were finally pushed against the wall and you thought it was over for you when you noticed a door out of the corner of your eye and decided it was your only way out. You slipped under Changbin's hand and ran to the living room.

Every now and then you turned around to see how far Changbin was. You knew this apartment well, so you more or less knew where everything was so you could run and not hurt yourself.

Even though you were running away from the tickles, you still had a wide smile on your lips as you gave the boy chasing you. But a moment later, your clumsiness remembered itself and you tripped over your own feet.

Only when you fell did you turn your head forward and see Han, who was sitting on the ground and gluing a huge model that he had to submit to college. You ran into it with full force, and the loud sound of breaking styrofoam echoed throughout the room.

You hissed in pain and grabbed your knee, which hit one of the sharp elements, which left a medium-sized cut on your skin. You were sitting on the model and only when Changbin gave you his hand did you get up on your legs.

Already standing, you looked at Han's project and noticed how much damage you had caused. Kneeling next to the model, Han grabbed several broken elements in his hands. He looked at them, his body turning red with anger.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” He screamed, jumping to his feet. His face showed great anger, you could even say fury. You had never seen Han like this before.

“Hannie, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to break your project. It was an accident, I tripped and fell. I'm an idiot. Can I help you fix it somehow?” You apologized in a quiet and uncertain voice, a little afraid of how your friend would react.

“It was better when you lived with your parents. When they hit you a few times, you stopped acting like a spoiled brat!” His voice and attitude were still aggressive towards you.

“Is this how low you think about me?” Every word he said hurt your heart and you sank into sadness. You looked at your friend with regret and guilt. He might actually be mad at you, after all, you broke something he had been working on for hours.

“Han, calm down. It was just an accident, you don't have to throw yourself at her like that. If you're going to take it out on someone, take it out on me.” Changbin tried to calm Han down, wrapping his arm around you, trying to give you some reassurance.

“Shut up! Just shut up!” Han covered his ears, shaking his head, trying to drown out what Bin was saying.

Han's loud screams brought tears to your eyes and were about to roll down your cheeks. And you regretted getting carried away by your emotions.

“Are you going to cry now? Pfft, as always. You can only whine like a baby.” He snaps from his previous state.

His cruel words pushed you to your limit, and with a choked sob you say. “That hurt you son of the bitch.” And turned around, rushing from the house.

Changbin was about to run after you when he was stopped by Han, who became completely furious, throwing his project against the wall. Loud screams and the crash of the model falling apart brought the rest of the boys into the living room.

“What the fuck happened here?” Chan asked with a slight frown on his face. It was obvious that he had been woken up from his sleep, which he had little of anyway.

Han was now sitting against the wall, crouched like a scared puppy, in tears. He covered his ears and pulled his hair at the same time. Minho immediately crouched down next to him to hug him, but he pushed him away. Minho's face showed surprise as Jisung never turned down his help.

“Han fucking can't keep his emotions in check... That's why Y/n ran away... I don't know where she ran, but she's not in a good mental state. Exactly like this idiot here.” Changbin pointed to Han sitting against the wall.

IN only hearing these words, immediately ran out of the apartment, followed closely by Seungmin. The rest stayed with Han, who had a problem and couldn't deal with it. He was a mess and he had to get himself together quickly so that it wouldn't get any worse.

The atmosphere was heavy and the silence didn't make the situation any easier. Chan and Minho sat next to Han, trying to calm him down. Which seemed to work but with very slow results. Felix and Changbin, on the other hand, stared impatiently at the door, waiting for the pair to return, secretly hoping that they would return with you.

When the boys crossed the threshold, everyone except Han jumped to their feet. However, their hopes faded faster than a match. There was no one behind the boys.

“We didn't find her.” These words caught Han's eye and he looked at the boys' lowered heads.

"It's my fault! It is all my fault! Where is Y/n?” He started to panic again, curling into an even smaller ball. His thoughts were muddled and his head was creating only worst-case scenarios.

Seeing this, Minho sat down behind Han and hugged him tightly, gently rocking him from side to side, trying to control the boy's next attack. Everyone gathered knew that it would be a difficult and probably sleepless night for everyone.

You ran out of the house and ran forward, not paying attention to anything around you. You didn't care about anything, now you wanted to be as far away from this place as possible. Tears streamed down your cheeks and the cold air stung your throat as you gasped for breath.

Only when you saw the first group of people did you stop running and stood still, trying to calm your breathing. You felt the unpleasant taste of metal and blood in your mouth, it always happened when you exerted yourself more than usual. You hated this state and cursed yourself for not taking a taxi.

After you had rested for a while, you noticed that passersby were staring at you strangely. Only then did you realize that you must look terrible. All crying, with smudged makeup and barefoot, you stood in the middle of a crowded street. You wanted to call Daisy and ask if you could spend the night at her place, but you realized you didn't take your phone with you.

You were screwed, you didn't know where to go, you had no way to pay for the hotel, and the first storm clouds appeared in the sky. You tried to remember where else you could go, but the only thing that came to your mind was the boys' house and your family home.

You stood there for a moment, wondering where to go, when you felt cold drops of water on your nose. You looked up at the sky and more drops hit your face. And suddenly the sky split and the city was flooded with heavy rain.

Without waiting any longer, you started walking to your family home, hoping that you would slip away unnoticed and Sebastian would make you your favorite hot chocolate. You walked through the deserted streets, every now and then passing pedestrians fleeing the rain.

You were terribly tired and you didn't really know how long you had walked, but it was dark and you were already too far from the boys' house to turn back. The rains continued to pound the street, leaving huge puddles behind.

When you finally saw the familiar surroundings, you didn't know why, but you felt relieved, and when your family home emerged from behind the trees, a stone fell from your heart. You finally arrived somewhere warm and dry.

The light was shining in the windows, but you hoped it was just servants bustling around the house, fulfilling your parents' new whims. You slowly opened the front door and made sure no one was around.

You slipped inside, water dripping from your body onto the beautiful white velvet carpet. As soon as you took a few steps forward, you saw your parents sitting in the living room, their noses buried in papers. As usual, they were discussing something, and even though you hadn't seen them for a long time, they hadn't changed at all.

Without taking your eyes off them, you started creeping up the stairs. However, as bad luck would have it, you didn't notice the beautiful, decorative vase that they must have brought back from their trip. You bumped into it and before you knew it the vase had rolled down the stairs and shattered at the bottom of the stairs with a bang.

Your parents immediately turned towards the loud sound and noticed you huddled on the stairs. Your father immediately stood up and walked towards you at a fast pace.

"Oh, the princess kindly showed up at home. You've already pissed off enough people. Are you bored?" These were the first words out of his mouth.

There was no empathy in his voice, no relief that the child was back, no happiness at seeing his own daughter. No... His words were negative, even spoken with hatred.

Hearing his tone, you gripped the railing tighter. Trying to make yourself feel a little more secure.

"Get down here now, you ungrateful bitch. We gave you everything, and you're hanging out with other people. You're already engaged to San, you can't fuck with other people." Your mother also joined in the argument.

Her words hit you like a bell. You completely forgot that your parents wanted to marry you off to some pervert. Not wanting to hear about it any longer, you walked down the stairs, careful of the broken glass, and stood right in front of your parents.

You looked at them with disgust and vice versa. You were afraid of them, but you wanted to fight for yourself, for your future.

"When you're here, get over yourself, you look like a prostitute who got fucked for a piece of bread." You heard your father's hoarse voice again. “And once you do that, you will go to San and live with him.”

“I think you're fucked up! I already told you that I will never meet this guy again! You lifted yourself up, getting dangerously close to your parents.

Suddenly you felt a tight grip on your wrist. Your eyes darted to your hand. Your father tightened his grip on your wrist.

“Let me go, it hurts!” You screamed, trying to break free from the trap. However, your father was stronger and held you steadily close to him.

“You will marry San and that's it. At least once in your life you will be useful for something. Now go upstairs and don't argue, brat." Your parents' anger was boiling more and more.

You kept struggling desperately, trying to break free, but you couldn't. You started to feel scared, your whole body tensed and tears came to your eyes. You regretted coming home and hoped that someone would save you soon.

"Over my dead body!" You screamed louder than you wanted to.

This must have angered your father, because his grip on your hand was getting tighter and you could feel the tension vibrating around you. When he suddenly tugged on your arm, lifting it high in the air, you felt a sting in your shoulder that immediately spread through your entire body, but there was no time to feel the pain.

Before you knew it, you were pushed up the stairs. The fall was sudden and unexpected, and your head hit a sharp corner, causing sharp pain. Your head was buzzing and you were dazed for a moment, the sounds and images around you blurry.

You could only hear screams above you, but everything seemed to be far away, blurry and incomprehensible. It took a moment for your vision to clear and you saw your father, shouting something towards the man who was now standing in front of you, protecting you with his body. It was Sebastian, who, as usual, showed up at the worst moment to save you.

You felt a warm trickle of blood begin to flow down your forehead. The drops lingered on your eyebrows for a moment, forming bloody blobs, before falling to the floor, staining it red. You touched the painful spot on your head that was throbbing mercilessly. You were bleeding...

Still slightly confused, you looked at your father and his eyes met yours. He wanted to raise a hand against you, but Sebastian stood in his way, protecting you. Your body acted on instinct, you quickly stood up, barely able to stand, and ran out of the house without hesitation. You didn't turn around once, you just ran forward in the rain that was still falling, washing away the tears and blood that were rushing down your cheeks.

This time you ran, you ran continuously until you reached the main street. Only then did you stop running and start looking around the deserted streets. Your thoughts were jumbled together, your head was pounding and you were terrified. You had absolutely no idea where to go, what to do now, you felt like a stray kid.

The multitude of emotions and the adrenaline constantly pumping in your veins did not allow you to feel the pain that the wound on your head should have caused.

There was no one on the street, you were standing alone in the heavy rain, when suddenly the first thunder boomed and the sky lit up with spreading lightning. You were terrified, you had never left the house during a storm before.

Without thinking for a second, your mind automatically turned to Han, who always helped you in times of stress. Your body and mind have decided that this is the only direction that makes sense. You started your route back towards the boys' house. The rain was pouring down harder and the wind was blowing through your wet hair.

It was only when you stood in front of the door that you remembered the arguments with Han, and sadness took over your body again. You didn't want to go there, but you felt safer knowing that you were in a place that reminded you at least a little of your real home.

You sat by the door, curled up in a little ball, trying to get some warmth. You started crying softly, like a child lost in a big, scary world. Your tears mixed with the raindrops and the sadness became more and more overwhelming.

Tired of the amount of emotions, you don't know when, but you slowly fell to the ground and fell asleep. And sleep brought you the blissful peace you needed in these moments full of uncertainty and fear.

Hyunjin, as usual, came back from work late and amidst the raindrops he looked like a prince walking through his kingdom. However, he was suddenly snapped out of his reverie when he saw you lying curled up against the door. He had absolutely no idea what happened because he wasn't there during the entire argument.

“Y/n, Y/n.” He walked over to you worried. His eyes were full of concern, but the moment he saw the blood flowing down your head, he became terrified.

He ran his thumb across your forehead, wanting to wipe away the raindrops mixed with blood.

“Shit Y/n you are burning.” Without waiting any longer, the boy picked you up and carried you home.

He gently placed you on the couch and covered you with a warm, cuddly blanket. Then he walked to the stairs.

“Guys we have a problem!” He shouted loudly enough for everyone to quickly wonder what was going on. Then he sat down on the couch next to you, stroking your hand.

Every time one of the boys came into the living room to see what Hyunjin wanted, they were relieved to see you on the couch. However, their relief quickly turned to worry as they noticed your wound, which Seungmin was currently cleaning.

Everyone was sitting close to you, all except Han, who just watched the whole situation from a distance. His eyes were glazed over and the corners of his mouth turned down.

“Okay, someone please explain to me what the fuck happened to find Y/n in such a state lying in front of our door?!” Hyunjin asked aggressively, his emotions boiling over just thinking about what you had to go through.

“Y/n had an argument with Han and ran out of the house, and we don't know what happened next. We couldn't find her. In short.” Changbin said, kneeling next to you.

Hyunjin's gaze immediately went to Han, and the tension between the two was enormous. Lightning flashed from Hyunjin's eyes, and if they could, they would kill the younger one.

“It doesn't matter what happened, the important thing is that Y/n is already with us and we have to take care of her now. First of all, she needs to take off these soaked clothes and, preferably, take a warm bath.” Chan tried to calm down everyone.

There was a commotion and loud conversation in the living room. Everyone wanted to take a bath with you and take care of you as best they could. Unable to communicate, Hyunjin simply picked you up and went to the bathroom with you, leaving the rest in a bit of shock. As he walked past Han, he gave him one of his trademark side eyes.

During this short way, you woke up and saw the handsome face of Hyunjin, who was looking at you with great tenderness. It took you a moment to realize that you were in the bathroom.

“I’ll give you a hot bath, you need to warm up.” He said, sitting you on the counter and turning on the bathtub.

You didn't say anything, just looked at the boy who rolled up the sleeves of his shirt so as not to get it wet in the water. His slightly wet, long hair fell over his face, adding a touch of mystery to his appearance. You couldn't take your eyes off him, and he seemed more and more beautiful to you with every passing second.

Hyunjin made sure the water was the right temperature and walked over to you. He stood very close to you, between your thighs, placing his hands on them. His eyes were fixed on you, but he still radiated calm and concern.

“The bath is ready, if you want anything, just call, I'll be waiting for you at the door.” He brushed some stray strands of your hair behind your ear and placed a warm kiss on your forehead. Then he headed for the door.

However, you grabbed his hand, stopping him. You felt great peace around him, which you wanted right now. This boy charmed you in an unimaginable way, you couldn't describe it, but you wanted to always be with him.

“Jinnie, do you want to take a bath with me?” You asked without thinking, looking expectantly at the boy's answer.

Hyunjin was extremely surprised by your question, but he smiled slightly and began to slowly unbutton each button of his shirt, without taking his eyes off you. He looked at you seductively, and you felt as if time had slowed down. You examined his body with every button he unbuttoned.

He may not have been very muscular like Changbin, but his athleticism and sculpted dancing fit perfectly complemented his lovely and alluring features. You couldn't take your eyes off him, you felt hypnotized by him.

As soon as his shirt landed on the ground, the boy decided it was your turn to take your clothes off. Without stopping to look deep into your beautiful eyes, he took off your clothes, leaving you in only your underwear.

You pulled him towards you, signaling for him to continue, and quickly said goodbye to your bra, leaving you topless. You saw that he was fighting himself not to look at your round breasts.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you took off your panties and temptingly got into the bathtub. You waited for his next move as the tension between you grew. As soon as you saw Hyunjin in all his glory, it wasn't just the water that made you hot.

Your whole body was filled with a pleasant feeling, and for the first time today you felt tension between your legs. Hyunjin's body was perfect, as if sculpted by Greek Gods. His fair skin and slim but well-defined build perfectly accentuated his otherworldly face, with his red hair being the icing on the cake.

You couldn't help but bite your lip as he sat behind you in the tub and pulled you closer to him in one move. You sat between his legs, leaning against his chest. The warm water touched your skin and his hands wrapped around your waist, giving you an extra sense of security.

His hands roamed your torso, timidly touching your breasts, as if he was afraid of hurting you. His movements made you want to crash into his mouth, be even closer than you were now. You felt so blissful and calm around him.

You slowly turned towards him. The boy looked at you carefully. He looked even better from the close, and the water droplets that formed on his forehead added to his charm. He really charmed you with his personality. You would literally do anything for him that he asked for. Every time you were around him, your legs felt weak and your heart started pounding like crazy.

You couldn't help but look at his full, raspberry lips. You wanted to taste him again. Ever since your lips first connected at that party, you had always missed him.

You moved closer to him and pressed your lips together. The boy immediately kissed you back, placing his hand on your cheek. You adjusted your position to have a better position and easier access to the boy. Immediately, sparks flew between you that could bring water to a boil.

Your kisses became more and more passionate, each of you getting lost in the other's presence. You completely forgot about what happened earlier, now only Hyunjin mattered.

You turned completely towards the boy so that you were sitting astride him. You felt the boy's slightly swollen penis beneath you and you were very happy that you weren't the only one who wanted this so much.

"You're so perfect." His smoky voice rang in your ears.

You tapped him cheekily on the shoulder, blushing slightly.

"Would you like me to whisper it in your ear?" His voice changed, now it was lower and more seductive. "You're like a drug on me, baby."

A pleasant shiver ran through your entire body, making you even hotter. Your lower parts began to throb, demanding to be caressed. A little unconsciously, you started moving on the boy's lap, rubbing against him, wanting to relieve yourself.

Hyunjin smirks, placing his hands on your buttocks, moving you even closer to him. You could clearly feel his already hard cock sliding between your folds, and the first moan of pleasure escaped your lips.

It took you both completely by surprise, but it was a positive surprise. Such a small spark that started your wild fun. You hungrily connected your lips as your hips continued to move. You didn't care at all that the water was almost spilling out.

Hyunjin slipped his tongue into your mouth, mixing your breath until they became one. Even though you were sitting in the water, you felt that you were very wet and it was becoming more and more difficult for you to satisfy yourself just by rubbing.

You put your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, sinking your fingers into his skin. You pressed your hips harder against the boy. His penis was already fully erect and the first veins appeared on it, stimulating you even more.

“Hyunjin-ah, put it inside, please.” You said quietly, as if you were a little embarrassed.

You couldn't see his face, but his body language showed that he really liked the idea. Still holding your buttocks, he lifted you slightly, guiding you towards his erect penis.

Your breathing was heavy and greedy, you literally couldn't wait to feel him inside you. Hyunjin teased you for a moment, rubbing his tip in small circles, pressing lightly against your hole.

However, when grunts of dissatisfaction escaped your lips, he entered you with his entire length in one smooth movement. You didn't even lower your voice as you let out loud moans of pleasure.

His penis filled you completely from the inside, immediately hitting your sweet spot perfectly. You were glad that you were the one who could play with him, changing the pace of your movement.

You started by riding him slowly but very effectively, wanting to get used to his length while also teasing him a little. The amount of emotions he was giving you was unbearable and you had to break away from him. Now you had a perfect view of his face, his tightly closed eyes and bitten lips reassuring you that you were doing a good job.

Despite the short pleasure, you felt that you would soon cum, so you sped up your movements, lifting your hips so that Hyunjin's penis was almost coming out of you, and then pushed it all the way inside again.

Your voices blended into a harmonious melody along with the splash of water that poured out of the bathtub. You felt like your lower abdomen was about to burst from being so full, but luckily, the anticipation and after a few quick movements, a huge wave of pleasure washed over you, making your entire body clench.

The bathroom filled with the loudest moan of pleasure that had ever escaped your lips, and the amount of pleasure that washed over you had you almost sinking your teeth into the boy's fair skin.

Your pussy continued to throb as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. Your mind was blank and your body seemed to give up.

"You're so tight Y/n. Hold on for me just a little longer." He nibbled on your earlobe, changing your position so that he could now direct the rest of the game.

The orgasm you were still going through was very intense and you didn't know if you could handle another dose. Hyunjin didn't wait any longer and started moving inside you again, and your mouth didn't close. Your lips were swollen from kissing and biting, but it made you look even more attractive.

Hyunjin increased the force with which he hit your sensitive spots, causing tears to form in your eyes. You felt the overstimulation taking its toll and you didn't think you could last much longer. Especially since the next orgasm is just around the corner.

Slowly, the boy's movements became more sloppy, but they did not lose their strength. Pleading moans of despair, mixed with immense pleasure, flowed from your lips. You closed your legs tightly as another wave of fulfillment washed over your body. Loud noises filled the bathroom again and your head rolled back.

"Jinnie, I can't take it anymore. My body is about to explode." You gasped between waves of shivers that accompanied your fulfillment.

"Just a moment, princess." He said, cupping your bouncing breasts in his hands.

The first tears began to flow down your cheeks. Your body couldn't absorb any more pleasure. Your walls gripped tightly around his throbbing cock. And just when you thought you were going to faint from the amount of sensations, you felt a warm liquid shoot inside you.

Hyunjin's head tilted back and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, making sure you didn't get off of him now. You could clearly feel each spurt of sperm coming out of the boy and his body slowly relaxing.

Only after a while did the boy's hands relax and his gaze turned towards you. As soon as he saw your tears, he looked at you with great concern, afraid that he had hurt you. However, with one warm smile, you assured him that everything was fine.

After a while, you got off him, but your legs felt like jelly and you couldn't stay on them for long. The boy helped you take a bath and, not paying attention to the mess you had made, he wrapped a towel around himself, took you in his arms and left the bathroom.

Everyone was still sitting in the living room, and only when you crossed the threshold, the boys' eyes immediately turned to you. Everyone was teasing you, and you were sure they knew exactly what happened in that bathroom.

Only when Hyunjin approached the living room to go upstairs, whistles and cheers erupted from the boys. Everyone was happy to see you naked, and you could even swear they were turned on by the sight.

Han stood by the stairs, leaning against the wall, and was the only one who didn't say anything. Your eyes met only for a split second, but the boy quickly changed the focus of his attention and focused his gaze on Hyunjin, who walked past the boy without saying anything, giving him the biggest bombastic side eye you've ever seen.

Sparks flew between the two again, but Hyunjin still had a proud smile on his face. Still hearing the taunts of the rest of your friends, you went upstairs to Hyunjin's room.

Jinnie laid you gently, like a princess, on the bed and covered you with the duvet. Then he also positioned himself next to you, hugging you. The atmosphere between the two of you seemed completely different. You now felt a great sense of security and care surrounding you.

You snuggled into the boy's chest and closed your eyes. All your worries melted away because what mattered was the here and now. Every second spent with him was perfect, exactly what you had dreamed of.

“I love you.” He said quietly but confidently, kissing the top of your head.

His words echoed in your head, filling your entire body with warmth.

"I love you." You repeated in your mind and with a smile you went into Morpheus' arms.

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