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theclassymike · 5 months
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Dylan Sprayberry attending Dream it Con.
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angieschiffahoi · 1 year
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i honestly would be having a blast with all of this angst if it weren’t for the fact that netflix loves axing shows
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zeeleybooth · 2 years
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here me out on this, i am grateful for the extended kiss scene we got for “the santa in the slush,” but we needed two. the original is *chefs kiss* but imagine if we had been graced with a second in which angela walked in mid-make-out and just ... screamed.
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itsjustaninchident · 9 months
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playdate 🐾
Mick Schumacher x Fem!reader
summary: where people are trying to connect two posts from mick and yn showing off their dogs👀🐾
warning/s: none
author's note/s: this is really just cute fun little concept 😅 running out of ideas (inbox is open if you want to request!<3)
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yourusername playdate with my boy🐾
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user1 he's such a good boy!
user2 what a distinguished gentleman 🥰
tuckerbudzyn maybe we can play sometimes?
theolastname mum says yes!
user3 OMG I'D LOVE TO SEE THEO AND TUCKER IN ONE VIDEO
mickschumacher
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mickschumacher playdate with my girl
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user1 I love you angie!!
user2 this is so suspicious...
user3 why?
user2 well, he doesn't usually post angie anymore 🤔
user3 how is that suspicious
user2 we'll see 😉
roscoelovescoco can i come's next time's?
user4 I LOVE ROSCOE SM😭
estebanocon hmmm 🤐
user5 estie bestie what do you know???? 🤨
user6 am i thinking what y'all are thinking
user7 no stop being delusional
user8 the caption is so similar with my favorite vlogger and her dog...
user9 yourusername???? Right...
user10 you're reaching babe
user11 let's get you to bed grandma
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yourusername Theo's zooming through the streets of Switzerland 🥰
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user1 theo is so cute!😭
user2 I wish in another life that im a dog and yn's my mom and im zooming through Switzerland
user3 must not pass the opportunity to zoom!
user4 suspicious 🤔 why is mick here?
user5 probably finding angie a date?😄
user6 imagine if angie and theo meet each other?!
user7 that would be cute🥺
roscoelovescoco you look's good's my friend's !
theolastname all thanks to mum😄
user8 WHAT THIS IS SO CUTE
user9 THEY KNOW EACH OTHER?
user10 not me literally gushing over two celebrity dogs😭
user11 CAN WE SEE THEM BOTH IN THE PADDOCK
user11 am I the only one who thinks that mick is somehow involved in this and why'd he liked the post...
user12 i see... you're onto something
user13 now he can't even like a post without all of you assuming anything
user11 why is yn suddenly in Switzerland? Who lives in Switzerland?
user12 no no you're onto something
user11 also the post mick made with his dog angie with the caption almost sounding like a response to yn's post before this🤔
user14 take your delusions elsewhere babes
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yourusername beach trips and new paw friend!
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user1 uhm,,, that dog is familiar
user2 omg cute!!!
user3 is that Angie???
user4 I'm assuming it is her given that Mick liked the post
user3 right...
lewishamilton maybe roscoe can stop by sometime?
theolastname of course uncle lewis!
user4 UNCLE LEWIS?!😭🥺
user5 THIS IS THE CUTEST CROSSOVER EVER
mickschumacher miss you three!
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user6 AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THE COMMENT FROM MICK?!
user7 maybe some of you weren't delusional at all
user8 I KNEW IT
user9 WAR IS OVER
user10 not my girl yn!!!😭
user11 WE'VE LOST ANOTHER BADDIE
user12 patiently waiting for the Twitter fans
via twitter...
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mickschumacher
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mickschumacher with my lovely girls❤️
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roscoelovescoco please don't's steal's my teacher's !
user1 turns out yn works in a doggie daycare?!
user2 it all makes sense now!
user3 THIS IS SO CUTE
user4 I KNEW IT
user5 do i need to buy a dog now so i can find myself a yn???
mickschumacher 10/10 would recommend but adopt not shop though
yourusername i taught you well 😄
user6 THIS IS SO WHOLESOME
user7 what i learned from this is that dogs are not only stress relievers but also put you out of being single
user8 i think my dog is doing it wrong happy for you though
user9 how do i send this to my dog so he can find me my lover
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yourusername dogs' out of the bag?
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yourusername should I say I have two goldies now? 🤭
user1 omg so this means mick's been her boyfriend since theo was young?!
user2 how old is theo tho?
user1 he's 1!
user2 1 YEAR AND NO ONE SUSPECTED ANYTHING?
user3 they're pretty good in hiding soo
user4 the pun in the caption?😭
user5 I LOVE YN (I've only met her today)
user6 oh to be yn with my golden retriever boyfriend and my two dogs
mickschumacher i always have to share you with theo
theoschumacher but you still love me dad!
user7 THE LAST NAME CHANGE
user8 SO CUTE OMG
user9 I LOVE THIS FAMILY SO MUCH
user10 lewishamilton i have an idea for u and roscoe
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thisismeracing · 4 months
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Super shy | MS47
SOCIAL MEDIA AU
― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x plus size!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: mentions of food, shy!reader, and tooth-rotting fluff. ― Summary: The one where your boyfriend is your biggest fan to the point of turning his account into a fan account or something of the sort. Or, Mick and Yn's relationship through the years. ― A/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛
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ynusername what a beautiful season! super proud of my blondie :)
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mickschumacher thank you for being by my side through it all! I love you, pretty ❤️
user2 Yn you're amazing, but coffee with ice and milk is a crime!
collegefriend congrats, mick, the whole class was rooting for you!! 🥳
⤷ collegefriend2 the whole class: our friend group that happens to have seven people in it lol
jackdoohan send me the pics you took 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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mickschumacher Yes, we decided to adopt! Meet Angie Yln-Schumacher 🐶❤️
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jackdoohan omg you two look like a fifty years old couple sometimes 🥸
⤷ mickschumacher that sounds so single of you, I might have to ignore 🤨
ginaschumacher omg bring her to the ranch asap!!!!!! (also, you look perfect on this set, yn!!! ❤️❤️❤️)
⤷ ynusername love you, G 💖
user05 can Yn please share her skin care routine with us? home girl is glowing!!!
ynsfriend the shirt omg hahahaha I love you guys sm
username1 Angie is so cute!!
ynusername 🩷🩷🩷
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ynusername went vroom vroom this weekend 💙
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user03 I am so ready for the paddock pics aaaa
mickschumacher love you, pretty!
⤷ ynusername love you more, blondie <3
oconzinho31 omg so this is his gf?? She’s stunning!!!!
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mickschumacher had a great week ❤️
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estebanocon it was nice catching up with you guys
⤷ ferrarifanatic he says as if they weren't together every weekend lol
⤷ schumashoes nah but they were gossiping I'm sure, during the weekend the focus is racing
ynusername 💞💞
lancestroll 🥂🥂
charlesleclown I wanted to be Yn sm. Can you imagine being this pretty and also dating Mick Schumacher?!
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2022
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ynusername 💛 a little throwback time to Angie a year ago
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ginaschumacher omg I'm so used to seeing Angie that I didn't notice she lost her puppy face
lilymhe 🤍🤍🤍
1directionpaddock all of her dumps are so aesthetic, I'm in love
yukilover Yn you should show your face more, you're so pretty 💘
mickschumacher my princess and my queen ❤️
⤷ ynusername yeah, Angie is our little queen 💗
⤷ mickschumacher you're my queen, silly 😜
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mickschumacher week's dump
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lancestroll where am I? 🤨
⤷ estebanocon you were gossiping with Yn and Albon
⤷ ynusername as if you weren't gossiping in the last pic huh
⤷ strollingaround LMAO get them, queen!
hamiltontouch can someone make a fan account for Yn clothes? I need all of her sets, they're too perfect!!
lewishamilton ❤️❤️
rbrvettel can we keep seb forever please? :(
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ynusername It's the most beautiful time of the year 💚❤️🤍
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ginaschumacher one more xmas together 🥰
mercmick I WANNA LIVE ON THIS DUMP!
jackdoohan 💚
mickschumacher every time is the most beautiful time of the year as long as I'm with you
⤷ ynusername you're so cheesy
⤷ mickschumacher just for you 😚
monzasainz I wanna cry they're so cute
2023
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mickschumacher month dump: sza concert, we adopted a sister for Angie, and we're moving to a bigger place 🤍
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estebanocon now you're a father of two
interlagoshamilton Mick account is actually a fan account for Yn I said what I said 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️
⤷ tauritsunoda and you’re right, bestie!
happyricciardo I wanna be loved the way Yn is, get flowers, and praises, and have a man obsessed with me the way Mick is with her *crying in single*
hammert1m3 THEY'RE MOVING TO A BIGGER PLACE CUZ NOW THEY HAVE TWO DOGS, AND DKGJDKHJD OMG IM SO HAPPY BUT IM CRYING
ynusername I love you forever, blondie 💗 here to many more years together
⤷ mickschumacher I love you the most, Schatzi
lilymhe 🤎🤎 ily guys!
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salford-blues · 2 months
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Flowers follow
A/n: Think I might have to switch some things up. I only write smau's. Do you guys reckon I should write actual stories? I've never done it before, but I can certainly try. Pairing: F1 mystery driver x driver!reader Summary: Reader continues to soft launch her mystery man... through flowers?? (basic ass summary cause I'm bobbins at them) Warnings: like one swear word
@yourusername posted on their story
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liamlawson30 disgusting caption. You should be ashamed of yourself
alex_albon I know who it isssss
> yourusername who snitched?
>> alex_albon my lips are sealed
>>> yourusername count your days Albon
user.1 tell us your mystery man... please im begging
landonorris WHO IS YOUR MANNNN?? Why won't you tell me? Are we not besties?
> yourusername because you can't keep secrets to save your life
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''April showers may bring May flowers, but you bring me flowers year-round''
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liamlawson30 whats with the corny captions lately
> yourusername you love them bc you love me
>> liamlawson30 no, I tolerate you
>> yourusername meanie :((
User.2 is mystery man Liam??
> User.3 I don't think so. They're just friends. Plus I don't think Liam rides a motorbike
User.4 Look at our girlie goooo!!
User.5 Lord... it's me again 🙏
@f1driverupdates
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Rumour has it that our golden girl is now off the market. But the question remains... who has taken her? Still in her soft launch era, @yourusername has not shared that much information about her partner.
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user.6 can't believe someones stole my girl
user.7 We can see you Mick... 👀
user.8 Is Mick our mystery man? I men it checks out... tall and rides a motorcycle. Also seems like a person that is very caring to her and her pets
> user.9 omg imagine little Angie added to that madhouse!! So cutteee 🥰
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In the garden of love, you are my favourite sunflower!! 🌻
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User.8 Love how he gave you crocheted ones so that they last forever
> yourusername he's so sweet!! Especially since they're my favourite flower as well
User.9 Just tell us already... I'm done waiting
liamlawson30 cool story bro, didn't ask
> yourusername rude. I'll make sure to beat your arse in monopoly next games night
>> liamlawson30 😔 noted
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Guess what I said??
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alex_albon what is this? when was this? Message me back Y/n
liamlawson30 Pick up the phone Y/n!!! I need answers
user.10 noooooooo... we've lost her
user.11 you said no, right?? pls don't join the dark side 🥲
oscarpiastri I hope that's fake
> yourusername maybe it is, maybe it isn't... but hey i still said yessss
>> logansargeant yeah well me and Oscar are gonna have a little word with him when we see him next
>>> liamlawson30 me three
>>>> danielricciardo me four
>>>>> yourusername oh leave him be. You all know he's nice and takes care of me.
landonorris ????
User.12 ignore the last slide... look at the kitty 🐈 😻
> yourusername main character moment for him. He's the only one that likes the rides 🫶
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aspartame-addict · 4 months
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Resident Lover - Donna/MC Headcanons
It's been a hot minute since I've done any sort of fandom writing, but Resident Lover has got me on with some kind of brainworms, and since my fave route is Donna's I thought I'd give a shot to some headcanons. (Spoiler warning!)
Being older, Donna is very concerned for your health. You get reminders about your posture and making sure you're staying hydrated and eating well all the time. She'll bring you tea and snacks whenever you're in the middle of a particularly long study session.
Every once in a blue moon, you, Dani and Angie manage to convince her to come out to the bar. She's the only one who manages to keep pace with Angie. Like niece, like aunt.
No matter how many times you do it, kissing her scar never fails to make her a blushy, flustered mess. She might protest or make a show about not getting it, but she's so happy that you think every part of her is beautiful and worth loving.
Despite her insisting, you convince her to keep the shop closed on the anniversary of her sister's death, and make sure you're there with her the whole day. Whether she needs to cry, scream, throw things, or just let the moment pass in silence (and usually throughout the course of the day you see all of it), you never leave her side, always ready with a warm embrace.
You of course love all the Italian pet names she's given you, but she's just as fond of yours as well. Every time you call her sweetheart she'll break out in a smile or let out a pleased little hum, and it's the cutest thing.
Donna's jealousy issues never fully go away. The only people really safe from it are Angie and Dani, and it gets especially bad around Cass and Alcina. She really does try hard to remind herself that the cult and Miranda is all behind her and that you're with her, but she's constantly worried that something or someone is going to take you away from her. She's lost so many people already and you don't even realize how close you came to being ripped away from her. The two of you sometimes butt heads and even have your first big fight around it. Once things cool down, you pull her into your arms and remind her you're not going anywhere, and she completely melts.
One time when Donna chides you for swearing, you correct yourself using some of the Italian curses you've picked up from her. The shock and adorable pouting that ensues is definitely worthwhile.
There's no such thing as just one of you taking a sick day. As much as she hates being alone when she's sick, it's only equalled by how much she hates leaving you alone when you're not well. You resign yourself to the inevitability that one of you getting sick means both of you getting sick, and it becomes a week of the two of you snuggled together in bed or the couch.
Donna's flower shop ends up with a few more bad online reviews than usual. Something about some crazy woman who throws people out of the store if they raise their voice to the quiet one. You've never been more proud.
Donna's favorite sleeping position is curled up against your side with her head on your chest. Feeling the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe reminds her you really are there and not going anywhere, just like you promised.
Years down the road, you find a spot somewhere in the shop where you secretly grow some red tulips, just like the one she gave you. You care for them like you've never cared for any plant before. When it's time, you give a bouquet to Donna. Around one of the stems, you put a ring.
(And some bonus saucier ones!)
Donna is shockingly strong, and that growl she out in the theater isn't just a one time occurrence. When she takes you to bed, she expects you to listen, be a good girl, and stay exactly where she wants you to. If you don't, she'll growl and hold you down where she wants. Every so often, you decide to squirm around a little too much on purpose. Just because.
It turns out, perhaps unsurprisingly, that working with fragile things like porcelain and plant life means Donna has some *very* skilled hands. She knows it, too. When the shop is empty, and if she's feeling especially bold, Donna will slip a glove off and slide it up your shirt or in your waistband as a little reminder of what's in store for you at home.
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icedcoffeedisaster · 3 months
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Ask from @shortstrawberry that I accidentally deleted because tumblr hates me. So sorry!
I feel especially bad because that was the first ask I received 😔
Either way, I hope you enjoy! And feel free to sneak back into my askbox if you want
Just A Cold
Donna x MC (Reader)
Summary: You caught the flu and haven't been to the shop in two days. Donna is concerned and comes to check on you
It was quiet. Too quiet. The shop had been almost empty for the past two days with just Donna to tend to the duties. Luckily, not many people had swung by apart from Cassandra, making her record appearance of three times in one day for three girls she was desperate to avoid the wrath of.
Golden rays of light cast through the pristine windows of the shop as the silence of the day persisted, her phone laying quietly on the side with no messages since the one two days ago informing her you weren't feeling great. Donna was set on coming to care for you, but you had insisted it was just a cold and that you'd be fine for work the following day.
She stared at her unanswered messages, the 'delivered' status haunting her thoughts even when she was trying to continue her work earlier. It wasn't like you to get this sick, what if something had happened to you? What if you weren't OK?
She was going to come see you, and make sure you were OK. You were her everything, so why should you recover alone?
Her movements determined, Donna set about closing up the shop and the mess from earlier. In her distracted state, she had dropped a plant pot full of soil, successfully coating her smock and gloves in dirt. It also ended up with a streak on her face when she wiped her brow unknowingly.
With the lock turned and the closed sign up, Donna got in her car and drove above the speed limit to reach you.
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You felt like death. Probably looked like it too.
You felt the cold sweat coating your skin and forcing your clothes and hair to stick to your body. It was uncomfortable in all the worst kinds of ways, and you were desperately trying to warm up under the copious amounts of blankets and comforters that you had wrapped yourself in. Your body was aching. Every movement felt like you were being chained down, and yet there was no position that granted you respite. Breathing itself was a struggle, an effort to get a decent amount of air in. The mountain of blankets probably didn't help here, but you were too tired to care
It was hell. And the one angel of your life was out of reach as your phone had become lost in the sea of blankets that you dare not search in. Long since dead, the charger had been stolen by none other than Angie on the night you two and Dani had gone drinking. Those fireball shots would be the death of you.
A gentle knock interuppted your train of thought as you cast a weary glance towards the door, sceptical. It knocked again, slightly louder.
"Dolcezza, may I come in?"
A smile etched its way onto your features, yet all you could muster was a cough when you attempted an answer. To your luck, the door opened, and light was cast into the dark cave of your room. Donna shut the door behind her before rushing to your bedside, the back of her hand immediately against your forehead as she frowns, eyes meeting yours.
"This isn't just a cold, mia cara. Come, let me help you."
Her voice was gentle, yet firm. Something told you she wasn't going to accept no as an answer.
Strong arms wrapped themselves around you and pulled you up, dragging you close to her as she helped you stand. Shivers wracked your body as you held onto her, burying your face in her neck with a whine in an attempt to get closer. A gentle squeeze and whispered encouragements warmed your heart and soul as Donna moved you to the living room, dragging a spare blanket behind her, which she draped over you once you were settled on the couch.
With a regretful smile, Donna detached herself from you, her hand coming up to cup your face as she kissed your forehead before moving away.
The smell of something cooking drifted over from the kitchen shortly after, where a pot of something sat on the oven with Donna stood by it, lips pursed in concentration. Her smock lay folded on another counter with her gloves on top, leaving her in her work shirt with the cuffs folded to just above the elbow. You turned to get a better view, content to just watch as she worked in content silence.
You were pulled from your thoughts by Donna moving towards you, two bowls of soup in hand as she sat beside you. Her own bowl she placed on the table in favour of helping you eat yours, her smile growing wider as she saw how much you enjoyed it.
Nothing could beat Donna's cooking.
It took a while, but the pair of you were finished, bowls neatly stacked on the table. Whether or not they'll make it to the kitchen is another question.
Warm, slender fingers traced patterns on your back as you leant against her, snuggling as close as possible in your confined space. You lay curled against her, her arms around your middle and legs intertwined under the blankets. A comfortable silence lay over the pair of you until she spoke.
"Why didn't you tell me, love? You worried me." Donna's eyes met yours, a furrow in her brow.
You hesitated before answering, voice scratchy from the illness.
"I didn't want you to worry, I just didn't think it would be this bad. I would have come in today, but i didn't want you to get sick either"
"I know. But don't leave me in the dark next time. I will always be here for you, dolcezza, you know this. You're mine, and I won't have you facing this alone"
A smile broke out on your face as you pulled her closer, relaxing against her as you felt the tension melt out of your body. You stay like that for a while, with Donna rubbing your back and eventually moving her hand to the back of your head, where she ran her fingers through your hair before she spoke again.
"Rest love, I've got you"
And for the first time in two days, you drift off to a peaceful sleep.
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catiuskaa · 6 months
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shoot on sight [straight through my heart]
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TROPE! enemies2lovers crack+smut?, inspired by a post in Pinterest I can’t find~! —angy noises—p.d. nvm: here it is -not angy noises-
and it’s also a way of making me post after Hannie’s n Lix’s birthday!! \(๑>◡<๑)/
PROMPT: “Take me to laser tag, push me against a corner, pin me to the wall and make out with me, then shoot me and walk away.”
WC: 5k.
CW: language, mentions of dacryphilia, mentions of spanking, bullshit n crack in almost every dialogue, alcohol, they’re both drunk but it’s ok, then I got carried away: mentions of public sex, use of pet names “sweetheart, kitten” (IK BUT SPARE ME, IT'S MINHO OK, I HAD TO), fingering (f), oral (f), hand kink?, panty stealing "borrowing". (I really NEED to touch some grass...)
Don’t forget to have fun, my loves!
[☆ ☆ 👾 ☆ ☆]
"Minho, there’s something we need to talk about," you mentioned almost in a whisper, being careful not to be eavesdropped by accident by the rest of the crew, who were too bothered choosing who would need to call for an Uber.
It was kind of a weird statement, the one a quiet yet mean part of your brain came up with as you stared at one of the guests at Han and Felix’s birthday party.
You’d denied it if asked, just for the sake of your shared friends, but the only thing you’d like there to be between Lee Minho and yourself was a dense, thick concrete wall. As dense as the man’s mind: you enjoyed lying to yourself and pretending that he couldn’t take a hint regarding your attitude towards each other.
But no. The disgustingly oh-so-attractive man who had been staring at you from afar as the group divided themselves on how to go to where Chan had booked —pfft, no, you were sure he was fully aware of the effect he had on you, making your blood feel like raging fire in your veins as his mocking set you aflame as fast as a matchstick.
“Oh, really?” He questioned with a smug smile, yet wrinkled brows in confusion.
“It’s their party, and I don’t want to ruin the fun for ‘em. So I think we should call for a recess. A truce.”
He blinked, the smile on his face losing intensity. You dragged your hand through your face, wondering what was so difficult for him not to understand.
“I mean no fighting. Just for today, if you feel like it’s that hard to not resent me and bicker out loud,” you said in a huff, pouting unconsciously.
His act dropped altogether, and he stared at you, puzzled. “Resent you?” He repeated, as if the sole idea of you and hate in the same sentence was pure madness.
You let out a dry chuckle, feeling your chest tightening. The least he could do was accept it, but he had the nerve to play dumb? Your shoulders tensed up, and you had to force yourself to stay calm, sighing quite loudly. God, maybe the night was going to be harder than planned.
“It’s obvious you don’t like me, but still, I think we could drop it for Han and Lix.” You mentioned roughly, noticing someone approaching you two, and quickly approached him further, setting a big smile on your face. He remained baffled, eyes lost somewhere you couldn't reach.
"Hate you? I-"
Han approached you two, a huge smile on his face. You smiled back, your hand travelling to Minho’s and giving it a big squeeze, as if signing peace for the day, ending the discussion and making him stop mid-sentence.
“C’mon, guys!” Han cheered, passing an arm around your shoulders, separating you from Minho and arriving with you to the parking lot.
Coming down the cars, the group followed Chan and Seungmin, who knew the place and had been there before.
“Welcome to Blackout Lazz! How can I help you guys?”
Chan mentioned the booking he had made, and when all was settled, everyone was instructed to enter a different room with a whole new vibe, purple lights reflecting neon designs that looked like graffiti in what resembled an abandoned urban location. The girl from the entrance explained that the group would have to be separated into two teams. Han and Felix decided they’d lead separately, then chose members.
Felix’s team was Chan, Seungmin, Jeongin, and you, whereas Han’s consisted of Minho, Changbin and Hyunjin. You laughed as Hyunjin complained about the extra member of your team.
“Deal with it, Jin!” You giggled, teasing, team Felix sitting on the other side of the room, who had large benches in a sort of staircase design, allowing everyone to have a seat.
“Don’t worry, Hyunjin, they need another member because they wouldn’t be able to compete with us if it was a fair fight.”
You tensed your jaw as you burnt holes in Minho’s neck, Han chuckling and high-fiving his friend.
What a bitch.
You noticed him looking at you from above his shoulder and winking at you.
boi-?!
“Okay! I’ll explain the game quickly just in case,” the employee from the desk smiled sheepishly, and you let out a sigh, trying to keep your anger for the game, hearing what the girl was saying.
In summary, everyone had three weak points: the chest, the back and the head. Each player started with three possible resets, meaning that after being shot on each weak point, they’d have another life, much like any game. The score worked depending on how many weak points you hit and how many players you could reset or eliminate. The back counted the least, then the chest and the most was the head because of how tricky it could be to aim.
Everyone started teasing and mocking the other group as another door opened, helping the team members to tie and put correctly the gear.
“Your gun will tell you how many lives you have left, and its light will turn red if you get shot at. To recharge bullets, aim down then press the button at the side.” She explained, passing a keycard over all of the guns, and turning them on. “If anything happens with the gear, this area will remain open and I’ll be here to reset your weapons or help you,” she explained, then hesitated before adding. “Refrain from practicing difficult stunts. Running is fine, but still, be careful,” she said in a huff, still smiling knowingly, and you all giggled lowly, as if she had ruined plans already made.
She passed said keycard over a panel, making another door open. Each gun turned a different colour, Lix’s team yellow and Han’s purple. They decided to play rock, paper, scissors to see which team could go in first.
“Hey there,” Minho whispered behind you, making you jump in your place, startled because of him, his voice, and how the fuck he could be so stealthy some time.
To you, it was always him.
You frowned, but before you could say anything, he smiled slyly. “Truce or not, it won’t make a difference to how I’m going to beat you today.”
You let out a dry cackle.
“Am I going to end up crying because of you? Maybe ending up getting spanked for losing?” You mocked, watching his shit-eating grin grow bigger on his face.
“Oh, most definitely,” he said, smug. “You’ll hate it.”
The mean laugh you let out confused him a bit. “Quite the contrary, honestly” you teased. “It adds to the kink list.”
You stared at the two birthday boys with a small yet naughty smile. It would have been more of a quote, rather than you couldn't pinpoint who had said it before, but a particular sentence suddenly floated its way into your mind.
If you keep shoving an animal into a cage, one of these days, it's going to fight back.
Having kept all to yourself, you were certainly going to use this as an opportunity to get your revenge and make Minho meet his doom.
Felix had won (as usual), and you smiled at Minho, showing off your middle finger as he stared at you with wide eyes, still assuming what you had said a minute ago. It certainly had to be the effect of the purple light and the smoke machine that worked just at the entrance of the playroom, but if you didn’t know better, you would’ve said he was blushing.
Nah. You shook your head sideways, scanning the area.
Several paths and entrances covered the place, some access to higher levels hidden behind walls and other different materials that contributed to the theme planned, toxic-appearing barrels laying around in a specific order, yellow do-not-cross tapes broken in some door to add to the eerie atmosphere. Smoke from different machines covered parts of the playroom, purple and white lights being the only illumination in every hallway.
“We need people upstairs,” Chan mentioned with a mischievous smile, known to be the pro at laser tag, running as fast as he did.
Felix nodded almost aggressively, the helmet being a bit big on him, making him look rather goofy. You giggled to yourself.
“Yeah. There are three levels." He said, almost to himself. "Maybe Innie and Chan Hyung could stay in this one, then…”
“Seungmin and I can take the third floor,” you said, almost dramatically, fist-bumping him, both smiling almost sadistically. “You guys can swap and buzz around first and second. Sounds ok?”
As everyone was happy, the team separated itself, each player looking for places to hide until the other team showed up.
“Minnie,” you called, stopping him from going further into the third floor. “You can stay close to this way up, and I’ll look for another one,” you offered, and he nodded, smiling widely.
“Let’s make them eat dirt!” You both celebrated, laughing, then separated again.
Sounds coming from the lower levels, loud steps and gunshots accompanied by screams and noisy laughs made their way up, not reverberating, but still loud enough to make you smile cheekily, already excited.
You kept looking for another way down, but then you heard a gunshot, and your back buzzed, your gun quickly glowing red.
You turned around, hearing a noisy, “YOOOHH BITCHES!” and couldn’t help but laugh loudly.
“Changbin, you traitor!” You shouted, running behind him. “I’ll sell my Dwaekki plushie on Ebay!”
You stopped the chase, panting. A thought came to mind that it had been suicide to play a running and reflexes-related game with people who lived for the gym and sports, or at least most of them.
Spotting Hyunjin, you smiled meanly when you shot him in the back.
“WHAT?!” He screamed, confused. "I DON'T GET THIS GAME!""
Your face was red from all the laughing and running, and your cheeks hurt from smiling. After a bit, you had shot Hyunjin around four times, Han three, and got your revenge on Changbin by getting his last shot and eliminating him. But you hadn’t been able to find the one person you wanted to fight against the most.
Your team wasn’t too much better than the rival. Chan stood firm, only having two shots left, but if you were correct, Lixxie was at one hit, and you and Seungmin were close to that, too. Jeongin was probably playing UNO with Changbin outside.
“Where is this bitch hiding?” You panted, running around before encountering Lix, whose face was red from all the exercise, his hair messily tied up. Now, as a duo, you scanned the second floor for the tenth time.
“Have you seen Minho?” You inquired, and let out a sly smile when he nodded.
“I heard him tell Han he’s almost out, but he’s using Hyunjin as a shield, so that’s that,” you both laughed, he stayed looking around as you layed on a wall, catching your breath.
All of a sudden, he let out a gasp, his gun glowing red.
“From the back?!” He groaned loudly, whispering insults as he tried to place who had shot his final.
“Man, you’re as bad as in League,” you mocked, wheezing, as he rolled his eyes with a smile.
“Say whatever, but if I’m out, you’re alone. Good luck with that fucking camper!”
You grinned, staying behind that wall, knowing that whoever had eliminated Felix couldn’t reach you from that angle.
Minutes passed in what felt like hours. Soon enough, you and Chan were the only ones left in team Felix, and Minho was the remaining soldier fighting for team Han.
“Let’s divide again, there’s only ten minutes left,” Chan said in a huff.
You started lazily running away, but then heard gunshots from behind, Chan’s laugh almost echoing in the playroom.
“Don’t let that cheater win!” He screamed before heading to the exit.
There were seven minutes left.
It was almost anxiety-threatening, roaming around each and every nook and cranny of the place, unable to find Minho.
A static-like sound came from several speakers on the walls.
“The remaining players will play in Blackout mode! Let it be a one-shot winner!” the voice said, sounding similar to the girl from the entrance. “No campers allowed, team Han!”
The white lights suddenly turned off, leaving you alone in a purple-illuminated space. You sucked air in from your teeth, your body tensing. That was good because now you could find him, but at the same time, it wasn't. Now, there was no chance of you knowing where or when he would strike, the light not actually doing anything except colouring the playroom.
You started walking around aimlessly, passing your hand through your hair in a nervous tick from time to time. Until you got to a dead-end.
It was a big room at the end of a hallway, close enough to the exit that you were sure Minho wouldn’t think about searching inside, spacious enough to hold different walls and obstacles to hide and take cover.
In your head, he should’ve been struggling for a while before finding you, letting you shoot easily at him the moment he’d find you.
Instead, a sudden presence approached you from behind. You felt his body pressed on yours, and before you could even aim or shoot, he quickly gripped the hand you held your gun with, separating it from him as he turned you around, now facing him.
There was no place for what or any insults you could’ve thought of as he sharply and decisively trapped your lips with his.
You let out a confused sound, his touch feeling almost abrasive as you had been sweating for what felt like days but had only been half an hour, the taste of his lips so weirdly enticing that even if you hadn’t moved, it strangely made you crave for more.
He stopped and backed away when he noticed you stayed still, but in a rushed impulse, you took him from the collar of his shirt with your free hand, the other one still under his, gun in hand, and pulled him back in.
You felt him smile in the kiss, pressing you a bit more against the wall behind you as it started growing more intense, deeper by every second. Your free hand laid on his chest, allowing you to notice his heart racing in a rhythm you didn't expect —but even if you didn’t know just yet, the reason for his racing heartbeat wasn't the whole 'shoot on sight” deal. It was you.
To him, it was always you.
You broke the kiss, trying to assume what had just happened. It felt impossible, yet it still made your insides churn and turn, and it had only been a kiss.
You had always secretly wished for a concrete wall between him and you, yet funnily enough, it sat behind you, allowing him to keep you in his arms, and you, not even thinking of pushing him away.
The air seemed to crackle with anticipation. The tension in the purple-lit room was palpable, like a storm about to break. His dark eyes locked with yours in a passionate gaze and then, with a sudden surge of longing, met you halfway, closing the gap.
Your mouths met, not in a gentle or hesitant manner, but with an almost reckless abandon. It was as if a fuse had been lit, and even if you still felt like a matchstick being turned on, this had a way different meaning in your head now. You could've sworn it had changed your brain chemistry.
The sensation was intense, like being caught in the midst of a raging wildfire. Tongues that danced in a wild, untamed rhythm, tasting the heat and desire that enveloped them, fueled by the rage, the adrenaline, the sudden desire that started to creep out from its cage. It was a kiss that left you both breathless, their hearts racing, and their bodies tingling with a shared, burning intensity.
Time seemed to stand still as you kissed, lost in the flames of the moment, until you pushed him slightly to catch some air.
His grip on you lost tension as he stayed still, almost panting.
“Players! There’s only one minute left!”
You bit your lip slightly, but right before you could react, he directed his gun towards your chest, and shot you.
You stared at him in disbelief, wide eyes and mouth shyly parted.
“That has got to be cheating.” You muttered.
He smiled slyly, aproaching you again, settling his free hand on the wall behind you, trapping you back.
He gave you a small peck.
“Pfft. Sue me, kitten.”
Walking towards the exit, he winked before dissapearing behind the walls, leaving.
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“How does it feel? The loss? The pain?” Han mentioned smugly as you came back from the toilet, now wearing a simple skirt and a top as Jisung cockily pranced around, as if he had been the one that had given you your last shot when of course, it had to be Minho.
Thinking about him made you bite your lip. He was nowhere to be found, and it was eating you from your insides. In the best way possible, of course, ‘cause thanks to him, the game had ended with you in a… particular situation.
You sat, and rubbed your thighs together, but still deadpanned at Jisung.
“Shut the fuck up, you were eliminated before we even reached 15 minutes. Game lastes 30. Let that sink in, birthday moron,” you smirked.
Laughing at his fake childish sadness, you tried to forget about what had happened in the playroom. How he had settled his thigh in between yours. How he had bit your lips, then softly passed his tongue over, almost soothing. How he had pushed you against the wall, caging you between it and his broad figure. How he…
“Hey, you ok?” Felix approached, a sheepish grin on his features, yet brows arched in what you then recognised as worry. “Your face is all red. Here, have some water.”
Just after he had mentioned it, you felt your cheeks hot, and acknowledged your warm state. You wished they hadn’t turned even more red when you blinked awkwardly at the realization, hoping to drown as you drinked from what he had handed you.
“Thanks, Lix. So… what’s the plan?”
“Mmhm… Jisung wants to go get drunk, his words, not mine,” he smiled. “His argument is that winners choose, and honestly, I can’t really argue about that,” his hand brushed his hair back as he laughed softly.
Everyone gathered in a resting space crowded with sofas, in the main area of the building, after Chan and Minho had called for an Uber.
That’s when you saw him again, and you had never imagined the thoughts that would instantly crawl their way to your mind —which was something, considering the wide range that your imagination could reach sometimes.
In that moment, it was as if the relization hit you, bluntly and unexpected, having been hidden and buried under piles of childish arguments and pride.
But god, after what had happened, you couldn’t help but accept your fate.
The man looked absolutely scrumptious.
“Do you mind?” He asked, getting close to you.
His lips, full and enticing, made you lick your own. You couldn’t help but think if its intense pinkish colour had always been like that or if it had been something more recent, something like yours on him, nibbing, kissing—
“Mmhm?” You pondered, still lost in your thoughts, not understanding.
“I want to sit, idiot.” He gestured to the small yet free space next to you, grin shining on his face. You blinked, cheeks further red, and scooched over the other side, making space for him.
You body tensed up when his hand grazed your leg. It was as if he had turned off a switch you didn’t know existed, making you unable to focus on anything else, the small chat that the group was having already forgotten.
He gave you a quick glance, as if checking if you looked uncomfortable, but you didn’t dare to say anything. Instead, when you felt like he was going to move his hand away, you rushed yours over it, shyly sliding it a bit further on your thigh.
He almost choked with his own saliva, quickly grunting and clearing his throat, and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Hey, Earth calling to Minho…?”
Both of you turned to face Changbin. He had a smirk on his face that lasted no longer than a blink, but you felt that maybe there was something you were not getting.
“You guys weren’t paying attention, so you’re stuck to go on Uber,” Seungmin said as he put his jacket on. “Han, Hyunjin, Chan, Changbin and me are taking the old man’s car.”
“Seungmin, that’s treason!”
“Fuck off!” He laughed, leaving.
The car ride had a special tension between Minho and you, again, sitting next to each other, his hand drawing patterns midlessly on your upper thigh that made you bite your lip the whole journey to the bar.
Getting off the vehicle, the cold night air hugged you tightly, the warm, fuzzy feeling inside you not leaving fully.
“Girl, c’mere! We’re doing shots!” Hyunjin took you by your arm, dragging you inside and close to the bartender, who served you your drinks with in an amazing speed.
Drink after drink, the dizziness in your body grew more intense. You chugged each glass hoping to make this new feeling of longing and desperation go away, but as you both stared at each other even when in opposites sides of the bar, the sensation took over your body as he eye-fucked you across the dance floor.
Hyunjin ditched you quickly, as drunk as he was, not really on purpose, rather just too into the music that the crowd separated you from him, but you were quickly surrounded by another body.
It wasn’t who you thought —or wished, much to what a much sober, small and confused part of your brain still struggled to grasp—, his touch not feeling as warm as back in the playroom.
This new guy smiled at you when you turned around, as if saying ‘hey, girl.’ Maybe he had even said it, but you hadn’t heard it due to the loud music blasting on the place.
Or because you stumbled and crashed against another hard and lean surface, one that sneakly settled a hand on your waist, moving you further against him.
“Mine,” he stated, and you didn’t know why but in that moment the sureness in his voice made you almost tremble —or however the fuck it was called, but with the amount of booze in your head, you didn’t care.
The guy frowned, but fortunately was quickly taken by another man, who smiled uncomfortably, leaving as he mumbled what sounded like scolding to his friend.
You laughed goofily at the sight, not noticing how Minho pulled you from your wrist until you had left the crowd and as he let you use him as a way of stabilizing yourself.
He couldn’t lie to himself, he had to be drunk too, maybe not as bad as you were, but he definetely was, or he wouldn’t have been able to pull of what had happened two minutes ago.
“It’s so hot in here…” you whined childishly. He guided you to the bathrooms —or what he guessed was the bathroom— and let you find your way towards the sink, as you splashed water on your face.
The main area of the bathroom was a shelf-like sink with a big mirror. Behind you and Minho, two different doors, one for men, and one for women, and to your left, the one for physically disabled people
“What was that in the dance floor?” He wondered, staring at you through the mirror.
You turned around, laying your weight on the sink, showing off a smirky grin. “Well, he showed up. And with you leaving me as horny as I feel, I think it is bound to happen that I may have some fun tonight.”
“With him? In that skirt?” He grunted, not really showing if he thought of the idea as something funny or stupid.
“I mean, you haven’t done too much to give me other options, no?”
In large but painfully slow steps, his hands laid next to your body, by your sides, leaning in so you’d be face to face.
“Really? I haven’t?” He murmured, eyes trailing from your eyes to your lips, licking his own. He let out a chuckle when you shook your head sideways. “What if… I offer myself as an option?”
You smiled, giggling, the alcohol not letting you fully control the emotions you chose to display.
“You’d like that, huh?” He teased, his breath smelling like a mix of drinks that you suddenly craved more than anything.
You hands traveled to the neck of his shirt. “Am I that transparent?”
The moment you pulled and met him half way, you never realized how hard it would be to stop.
His hands roamed over his favourite areas of your body, which seemed to be all of them. Uncontrolled sounds creeped out as his lips traced open-mouthed kisses on your neck, moving up to lick behind your earlobe. You felt your body weaken at the sensation of his lips.
"Did you enjoy it?"
His question, as well as the alcohol running down your blood, baffled you, not letting you understand. "W-What?"
"Leaving me so fucking hard, sweetheart. You owe me one."
Bitting your lip as his actions grew intense, you stared at him.
"I never asked you... to leave."
He chuckles, his breath tickling your neck.
"I'm not leaving now..."
"B-but this is just... revenge..." biting your lip harder didn't cover the sounds you were making, but Minho loved every one of them.
"Revenge?" You feel him smile on your skin, his hand lowering towards your ass, shamelessly gripping and fondling it under your skirt. You tremble in his arms. "That's a strong word... but no, I don't want that..."
You lick your lips, trying to soften them after biting too hard, feeling a small dent mark on them, knowing your lipstick has got to be everywhere except your lips— Minho's now coloured in the same soft cherry colour, looking glossy and pink and so goddam kissable.
"Then what do you want?"
His hands trailed mindless figures, marking a path to where you both knew you needed him the most, and you visibly shook when he graced his hand over it, softly stroking your inner thighs.
Okay, that was very clear.
Your mind flashes thoughts of you hating him, and a small part of you doesn't know why you're letting him touch you like this, but as his hand goes below your skirt and above and his fingers start moving softly over your underwear, you choose to make future you worry about the outcomes.
Tonight's main course is him and his beautiful hands torturing you with pleasure.
Minho groans slightly, and you could swear it's the best sound you've ever heard. "God, you feel so wet already..." You whine as he keeps a dreadfully slow pace, moving his hand in small circles, and his words only make the pleasure pool in your lower belly.
"Minho..." You moaned because not one of you cared if he just dragged you inside the bathroom to finger you when everyone was partying and dancing right next door.
He hummed, grinning, so close to you that you felt the alcohol breath surround you, almost as if you were drinking it yourself.
"Sweetheart."
His voice was not the cockily and irritating automatic voice you were used to when bickering and teasing. Instead, it was low, full of lust, and his breathing was so close to erratic that you almost laugh in disbelief. This wasn’t what you had planned for today. No, you would've never thought of this, but right now, there was nothing you'd rather be doing.
"Want me to put my fingers inside you? To make this pretty pussy mine? Yes? Use your words, kitten," he teases. “I know you can.”
You could feel every word, every syllable, all over your skin as goosebumps spread through your body.
You nodded eagerly and managed to mutter out a quiet "yes," and as soon as he started moving, you knew you wouldn’t last shit.
You were a mess, moaning and shaking uncontrollably, not sober enough to notice when he pulled your panties down just enough so he could start a full-on make-out with your "pretty pussy"— his words, not mine.
His face was buried deep between your thighs and half-hidden under your skirt, as his only free hand sank into your ass, squeezing it as he sucked your clit into his mouth in a way that made you forget not only left or right, but also up and down.
His pace increased as he coordinated his fingers with his tongue, and it was game over. if he hadn't been holding your body, you knew your legs wouldn't have supported you through it. You whimpered and moaned, not even getting to warn him as pleasure and heat flooded your entire body.
With a pleased smile on his face, Minho leaned back, removing his fingers from inside you, not flinching once as he locked his eyes with yours and sucked his fingers into his mouth.
Mind still in bliss, you let out a whine, back to biting your lip, taking his face in your hands and crashing your lips on his, tasting you on his tongue.
“Sweetheart," he whispered almost on your lips.
He bent again, giving a small tap on your ankles.
The black-laced fabric that had been covering you before was now deep inside his pocket.
"M-Minho...!"
He chuckled, fixing your hair in soft movements.
"Let's leave before I fuck you in a bathroom stall."
"But my panties—"
He placed a finger on your lips, shushing you with a smug smirk.
"Mine. Keepin' 'em for later. Now, c'mon, before you make me even crazier."
[hard hours]
[☆ ☆ 👾 ☆ ☆]
~Kats, who feels weirdly strange about writing smut, but also feels her liked posts, Wattpad and AO3 tabs plus actual physical books stare at her in disbelief.
happee birthdae to my favorite boys!! <3
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mollymauk-teafleak · 1 month
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Do you have any huskerdust headcanons? Either related to being dads or just in general?
Oh I Always have huskerdust head canons, don't you worry! And thank you for asking!
Sorry to start off with angst but Angel Dust has always had nightmares, especially if he's sleeping sober. And when he's expecting and after the kids are born, suddenly his nights become full of images of Exterminations with his twins in the firing line, of Val getting his hands on them, of Heaven taking them away and suddenly the kids hate him and don't want anything to do with them. He jerks awake, panting and struggling to get his breath, unable to remember whats real and what isn't. But now he has Husk right there, holding him and promising him that he's safe, their kids are just down the hall, everything's okay. Sometimes if he's really rattled, Husk will wrap him up in his robe and take him to quietly look in on the kids so he can see they're tucked up and dreaming.
Husk hasn't done much magic in a long time but Angel loves his old Vegas stories, all the scrapes he used to get into and how he got out of them by the skin of his teeth. And Angel presses him for more about his act and suddenly Husk is showing him some of his tricks, making Angel laugh and teasing him gently by not explaining how they work (not that Angel really wants him too, he likes the mystery). And of course when Husk mentions that he used to play the saxophone, Angel asks to hear him play but Husk gets shy and awkward. He hasn't played in so long, he doesn't even know if he can with his paws. Angel won't push it but that night, he's in his room and he hears this soft, emotional saxophone music coming from Husk's balcony. He listens for hours and hours and it's the most beautiful thing he's ever heard
Husk helps Angel Dust with his addictions but it works the other way too. Knowing he still feels that pull towards gambling, Angel will start playing with him on the bar but they stake things other than money, things like kisses or who gets to top or Angel wearing a certain lingerie set that really gets Husk going (he might possibly have lost that one deliberately)
This one is straight from @minky-for-short but one of my favourite things is Husk being quite old fashioned, given the time he's from and his age when he died. So even after everything they've been through together, he still wants to court Angel properly so he shows up in one of his old overlord suits with a bouquet of flowers to take Angel on a real date. And Angel has never gotten to be romanced before so he's just overjoyed by it all. He loves dressing up nice for their dates, he loves Husk putting a flower behind his ear, he’s in heaven
I love the idea of Cherri Bomb getting to give Husk a shovel talk. Because of course she knows he makes her best friend happy and takes care of him and is good to him but she still needs to tell him that if he ever breaks Angie’s heart, she’ll neuter him with two bricks
Angel has to get used to being with a guy who isn’t a possessive, jealous asshole. Like one night he comes home from the studio but Husk is out for one reason or another. Seeing he needs some putting back together, Charlie says oh! Well the girls were going to have a movie night in our room, isn’t that right, Vaggie? And of course they’d love for you to join them! And Vaggie just sighs and starts rounding up Cherri and Nifty. But they do end up having a great time, a proper little sleepover but when Husk gets back and comes to check on Angel, Angel jumps up apologetically, saying he’s sorry, he’ll come with him. Husk just blinks, realising and reminding him gently that it’s completely fine, you stay and have fun with the girls, just come find him when you’re done? Angel has such a huge, soft smile on his face as he sits back down and cuddles against Charlie, getting to remember that he doesn’t need to be afraid anymore
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Anonymous: Got an idea🧠 re8 ladies react to a heavy gothic punk style, rockstar wannabe y/n,,like I'm talking the leather, the studded spike belt/choker thingy, probably some gothic dress with those netted gloves here,,and ofc,,the extreme heavily stylized full face makeup🤯 also they probably have a more "party animal/aggressive" personality,,not mean or anything but they would definitely speak in yelling🗣️
Damn. You’re describing me in high school perfectly XD Let’s get into it!
Alcina:
Rock music? In her castle? It’s more likely than she thinks.
Alcina would never admit it, but she’s starting to develop a taste for punk. It’s so… Rebellious. It’s downright scandalous for an aristocrat like her to want to listen to such music (At least in her opinion).
While you may be a little rough around the edges (And loud), She wouldn’t change a single thing about you. She loves you for who you are.
Also, those tight black jeans you like to wear make her hot and bothered. She’s never seen clothes like this before, so it’s quite a shock to her when she first sees you in them…
Sometimes Alcina will surprise you by painting her nails black instead of their signature blood red. A non-verbal way for her to say “I love you”.
It looks really good on her and you beg her to do it more often.
Donna:
Donna was high-key afraid of you when she first so you in the village.
You were so… Confident and outgoing. Two things that, frankly, scare the shit out of her.
However, when you approached and asked if you could take her out on a date… Something about you presence made her feel… Protected. You had a kind smile and underneath all of the tough clothing and big personality, she could see you had a big heart.
Angie and you love to mosh together. Some of the other dolls want to join in, but Donna discourages it. She doesn’t want them learning bad habits… It’s a little too late for Angie, though, so she lets the two of you do your thing.
When you introduced Donna to the band… “The Donnas” She nearly lost her mind. She thought it was so cool. “Well, it is a badass name, cara mia,” She said with a shrug.
You busted out laughing.
Miranda:
Rock music… Hair gel… Black nail polish… Mm-mm. Not for her.
It’s almost like you two are polar opposites. But, maybe that’s why your relationship works so well. You balance each other.
She likes calm and peaceful music (Especially while she works). Screaming and angsty lyrics just sound like needless noise to her and it drives her crazy.
She also has to tell you to lower your voice because you tend to yell a lot without realizing it. “Draga mea, I’m standing right in front of you. There’s no need to shout,” She tuts and places a gentle kiss on your lips.
You blush and tell her you’re sorry.
Sometimes, you like to mess with her and while she’s reading or otherwise distracted, you suddenly blare a really loud song and scare the shit out of her.
You also spend the night on the couch.
Bela:
She is 100% drawn to you when you first meet. A badass rocker? She swoons, I’m convinced.
You’re just her type. A rugged, good-looking exterior with a heart of gold on the inside. Honestly, she’s more in love with your personality than anything, but you being hot is definitely a plus.
You play music for her and serenade her. For her, it’s just about the most romantic thing you could do… Even if you are singing angsty, gritty songs.
Bela is not keen on copying your style when she dresses, but it’s mostly because she doesn’t want to upset Alcina.
I think she secretly really wants to try out that “Alt girl” Aesthetic. However, she’ll leave that to you for now. She’s content to just admire you.
Cassandra:
She’s also drawn to you when you first meet. She’s never met anyone like you before and she finds you absolutely thrilling.
She loves to look at all of the different accessories you have. Your studded belts fascinate her… Maybe because they look like they could hurt somebody if they got too close to you. “That’ll keep those hussy maids away from you!” She cackles.
You sweat at how serious she looks.
If I’m being honest? I think Cass has a mad leather kink. Just seeing you in those tight leather pants… Does something to her.
She is instant putty in your hands when you sing to her. She enjoys all the gory violent lyrics tumbling out of your mouth.
Daniela:
While Dani is definitely a fan of cutesy things… She can’t deny that your brooding looks turn her on.
When you introduce her to your favorite bands, they quickly become her favorites as well.
I think she would generally be more of a fan of the pop-punk spectrum of rock, however, she might also enjoy some of the harder bands like Iron Maiden or Metallica.
Dani loves showing you off. She clings to your arm as you two take walks and feels so safe with big, bad you by her side.
You’re loud, but so is she. Sometimes you both sound like you’re literally screeching at each other but it’s only because you’re either really happy or excited.
You two are a match made in heaven. You get each other.
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Is this RL character a swiftie?
Angie
oh absolutely. she’s annoying about it too
she has gotten into arguments over it
her twitter is just her bullying jake gyllenhaal and kanye west
she’s that one swiftie who tricked people into believing starbucks would give them a free drink if they streamed lover
her fav songs are definitely new romantics, 22 and shake it off
i think her fav era is lover
biggest ME! defender. she was devastated when “hey kids, spelling is fun!” was removed
Dani
probably not, but she hears it a lot because of angie and cass
its unavoidable for her so she probably knows more songs than the average person
doesn’t have strong opinions on her, but vibes with some of her music
would defend her despite not knowing shit
her hopeless romantic ass would love enchanted
Bela
no but she’d LOVE evermore and folklore’s lyricism if she gave it a chance
she would love the lakes and cowboy like me
hears a lot from cass and is lowkey annoyed by it
but she would 100% go with cass and dani to a concert if they asked her to come
she’d even make friendship bracelets for it. its so funny to imagine her having a meltdown bc it’s actually super tedious and the string keeps breaking and the beads go missing or shooting to her eye
ur telling me swift didnt write mad woman and the archer about bela? :/
Cass
YES. THE BIGGEST SWIFTIE
her fav album is 1989. she cried when TV came out
she was first introduced to taylor swift from the hannah montana movie and the song crazier changed her life
she forced elena to queue for eras tour tickets with her
she even cancelled rehearsals to get those damn tickets
make a joke about taylor's jet and she'll get mad
“im sorry did mother nature write style? yeah i dont think so.”
she listens to how you get the girl like its real instructions
probably has also gotten into online arguments about her too
when red TV came out, she asked you to temporarily break up with her for 10 mins so she can experience all too well properly /j
is a james hater without realizing she’s kinda him
the type of person who would pause a conversation and go “wait i got a taylor swift lyric that fits this”
Donna
no but would hear a lot from angie
similar to bela, she’d love evermore and folklore if she gave it a chance
she would’ve loved hoax and happiness
Alcina
has beef with taylor for absolutely no reason
one time cass would be playing the piano and she’d be like “oh wow that’s beautiful. what piece is this?” and then lost it when cass said it was a taylor swift song
she’d love false god if she listened to it tho. you’d probably be able to get her to like taylor if she listened to the right songs
Miranda
a hater /j
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hello :) I'm here to request to request donnaxdaughter!fem!reader
I really want to see what Donna would be like as a mother figure. Maybe a new girl, age 15-16 moves into the village. She hearrs all the rumors and warnings of the beneviento manor, but she ignores them, because she doesn't want to judge the place before she sees it for herself. She prepares a basket of pastries and cookies she makes herself and goes over to Donna's house and knocks on the door. Donna is shocked because no one ever comes to her manner, especially not with good intentions. The girl is so sweet, so innocent, so pure, kind, and full of fun Donna has been so lonely, so she invites the girl inside. The girl asks Donna to spend the afternoon making paper dolls and other crafts with her. A few months later the girl has been coming by more and more often, and now Donna sees the girl as a complete daughter figure.
Thank you!
Home is wherever i'm with you
(Donna Beneviento x daughter!fem!reader)
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Ever since you were ten years old, your parents would teach you about the importance of not only kindness but also charity work. Therefore, it was no wonder that now at sixteen you would feel a certain compassion towards the secluded Lady Beneviento.
It was nearing Christmas eve, your parents were nowhere to be seen (as always). You didn't blame them, they had jobs and responsibilities, you just weren't a priority.
So…you made a choice. You knew the Lady was usually alone, and you hated being alone. That's why you prepared a basket filled with baked goods and set course to her House.
There weren't many people around the streets, winter was particularly harsh this year but you wouldn't back down. Thankfully, no lycans appeared on the way, you definitely weren't ready for them.
The village didn't have much information on the Beneviento territory, so running into a grave was an unpleasant surprise since you didn't bring any flowers. However, you were walking with a map, which you turned into a paper flower and left it at the grave. It was dangerous walking without a map, but it’d be disrespectful to not leave something.
After this moment a strange feeling came at you, as if you were being followed. Of course you looked behind you many times and you never saw someone, so you shook it off.
The path was easy, perhaps the villagers were lying or simply too scared.
Once you reached the garden, a sense of peace overcame you, the freezing snow was momentarily forgotten as you stood near the House breathing the cold air.
Donna thought you were lost, she wanted to scare you off so you’d go back home. But you were just a kid, what if she frightened you too much, or you got hurt, she couldn't hurt you. So she just followed you, maybe you were dared to spend some time in her territory, it happened too many times.
She could see you from the window, standing in her garden, the Lady wondered if you were insane, a shame at such a young age.
When the cold started to get to you again, you moved towards the door, maneuvering the basket so you could knock on the door.
Unfortunately, mid shock Donna forgot to check on Angie, who ran at the door to greet you.
The doll floated straight at your face, staring at your wide eyes. “HI!”
Your mind was running close enough to have smoke coming out of your ears. All you could think was how cool must it be to have a talking doll. So you opened a big smile and giggled. “Hi! Are you floating on your own?”
Angie nodded ferociously. “Damn right I am.”
You were about to talk back when you heard a whispered Angie and the doll excused herself into the house.
And that's when Donna showed herself to you, she expected you to run away when Angie opened the door, it was a nice surprise. “Can I help you?”
You nodded, slightly embarrassed that you didn't have a proper reason. “I wanted to bring you this.” You said, showing the basket. “Christmas is coming and…I heard you lived alone…So there was no one to give you a present. I…um…came to give you a present. I know it's not much, sorry.”
Donna smiled behind the veil, you were so adorable, so innocent…you shouldn't be here. “Your parents must be worried.”
You shrugged. “It’ll take them a few days to notice I’m gone.”
The Lady tilted her head in a silent question.
“Oh you know…they have jobs and stuff…can’t always be around, there are more important things to do, that's all.” You smiled, slightly sad.
Donna was becoming righteously angry, how could they not pay attention to their own daughter, how could they not value their own child.
The woman had to take a deep breath before talking again, being even more alert towards her flowers so they wouldn't answer her emotions. “Do you wish to come in? I believe there's more than I can eat in that basket.”
Your eyes brightened at this. “Yeah! I-I mean, sure, my Lady.”
Donna laughed at this and motioned for you to follow her into the kitchen. “You can call me Donna.”
You mostly ate in silence, Angie would occasionally almost break something but Donna usually stopped her before it happened.
When it was time for you to leave, Angie attached to your leg, staying long enough for a storm to form, therefore…you stayed.
Donna was leading you to your temporary room and Angie was calling every doll in the house for a sleepover party.
The Lady sighed at that. “I apologize for her, it’s been a while since anyone has visited.”
You furrowed your eyebrows. “Why? You’re all so nice.”
Donna fidgeted with her fingers, wondering if she should tell you the truth, what if you hated her too. “No one likes our…games.”
You nodded. “Well, I love games. What kind of game do you like?”
The dollmaker stopped in her tracks and turned to you. “Angie likes hide and seek. I-I like crafting more.”
You smiled brightly at her. “You can build stuff?! Please teach me, pleeease.” You asked, making your best sad face.
Donna laughed and shook her head. “I suppose we can make some dolls until it’s bedtime.”
You nodded so fast it got close to a whiplash.
To say that the next day was upsetting was an understatement. Angie had begged for you to stay for at least half an hour before Donna took her to another room.
The dollmaker was distraught once you left, she knew you weren't her daughter, but your parents sounded so…bad. She would be helping you if you stayed, the outside was too dangerous for someone as kind as you.
But she couldn't kidnap you, what if you hated her for it, what if she made you forget, no she would know you weren't yourself.
That was Donna’s head throughout the entire Christmas eve. The other dolls tried to cheer up the woman but it was useless. The dollmaker would just lay on her couch, waiting for you to come back, heavily considering kidnapping.
However you did come back, sooner than she expected. It was close to midnight when you knocked on her door, she was ready for you, of course she was. You were covered head to toe due to the snow, slightly shivering.
Donna quickly rushed you inside, leaving the dolls to prepare some hot chocolate while she covered you in blankets on the couch.
You were tired, your parents didn't show, only called to say they wouldn't make it for Christmas. You didn't want to be alone.
The dollmaker was concerned over your health, and angry over your parents. But she put it all aside for you. “Do you want to make some cookies? I heard it’s tradition.”
You nodded weakly and followed her to the kitchen, quickly noticing the absence of the little troublemaker. You gently tapped Donna’s shoulder. “Where’s Angie?”
“In her room, I didn't want you to be overwhelmed.”
You pursed your lips and shook your head. “I like it when she’s here.”
Donna nodded and soon enough you heard rushed little steps towards the room.
That was the first time you wished they were your family.
The second time was during Spring, you and Angie were playing tag in the garden, the snow had just started to melt still leaving some ice. The exact moment you slipped, Donna ran to you, thankfully it was only a scraped knee, you were quick to brush it off but the Lady insisted on treating it. She was terrified, but you held her hand the entire time.
The third time was another type of slip. You were trying to make an Italian dish but lightly burned your thumb. You knew Donna wouldn't allow you to touch the oven if she found out and you also knew that Angie was a huge snitch.
Hence you sitting on a stool and Donna bandaging your finger.
This time the Lady wasn't so scared, it took her less than a week after the first incident to notice you were very accident prone. “I’ll finish the dish and you can wait here.”
You were quick to complain. “But it doesn't even hurt, if Angie wasn't a snitch you wouldn't even know.”
Angie, who was attempting to steal cookies from the cabinet, quickly said “Hey!” before returning to her personal mission.
Donna sighed and shook her head. “I said no.”
You pouted. “But mo-Donna.” You froze mid-sentence, blushing furiously.
The dollmaker also froze, happily screaming internally. The woman just smiled at you. “You can help by handing me the ingredients.”
You nodded quickly.
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You spent most of your teenage years at Donna’s house, considering her more your mother than your biological one. The moment you turned eighteen you moved in with her, of course you still checked in with your parents, but Donna was and always will be your family.
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Evangeline "Angie" Chandler is from Dallas, Texas. She was raised there by her mother and father, alongside her older and younger sister.
Her mother played hockey alongside Ellen when they were little and remained one of her closest friends up until graduating from college, the two of them lost contact as their lives got busy and they both gained a career and families.
But they got close again when a scout reached out to the Chandler family and offered Angie a position on the USNTDP team, while they were searching for a suitable Billet family they saw Ellen and Jim's names on the list of available rooms and knew that Angie would be in good hands.
Ellen had quite the house full, Quinn was at Umich, Luke and Jack were still at home, and Angie and Alex Turcotte moved into the remaining spare bedrooms as Billet kids. It was hectic, but was so much fun.
Angie loved living with the Hughes, and Ellen quickly became her idol as the mother helped her through the acclimation to playing on an all-boys team, she helped with the tears and the breakdowns, talking her out of quitting her sport when her actual mother couldn't be there to help her through it all.
Angie finishes out her two years with the program, makes an insane name for herself, and suddenly she gets a call from the NHL inviting her out to the combine
The Combine goes well, she is obviously athletically gifted so she does all of the testing just fine, her interviews with teams were a little disheartening, but her ones with the Devils and the Sabres both felt really promising.
Now that it's known throughout the league that a girl was invited out to participate amongst the boys she's getting a little anxious about how real this all is
People either hate her or love her, her stats were impeccable so many hockey lovers are really rooting for her, whereas some people just absolutely hate her
So it becomes a lot, ESPN does a little documentary on her life and achievements, NHL does one on her impact within the program, its a lot of positive media where she's sharing her struggle to be seen as an equal.
She sat through many sexist interviews and read many disgusting tabloids about her that all lacked the conversation of hockey and focused more on literally anything else
But people still really hate her, her 'softness' is not the type of thing the league is built for blah blah blah, misogynistic bullshit.
Anyways, the draft comes around and she is a part of the League "Welcome to the NHL" video along with Cole, Jack, and a few other draftees.
She wore a lavender suit with a list of Women who pushed and fought to get her where she is in life on the inside of her jacket along with a tiny Ellen Hughes quote that said "Give 'em hell," an homage to the woman who pushed her the most.
She was trending on Twitter the second she stepped on that carpet, she was so obsessed with reading how much people hated her as she sat in the stands, that her dad had to take her phone to calm her nerves.
Jack went first like she knew he would, and she was the first person he went to hug after he went through his whole family, whispering a short "I owe this all to you," as she shook her head and hugged him tightly.
She wasn't drafted in the end, and she was so upset, but she was more upset with herself for even thinking that being in the NHL was a possibility.
She ends up crying in Ellen's arms outside of the arena, realizing that nothing she could do would ever be good enough.
She almost quits hockey that summer, but Quinn calls her outraged when she doesn't show up for the first summer training session.
"So that's it?" he asks over the phone. "I don't know what else I can do Q, I've done everything I can at this point, it's not worth the fight anymore" He let out a bitter laugh, "So you just let them win?" she sat for a second in silence before he spoke up again, "I'm not allowing that Chandler, I better see you tomorrow or I will show up to your house and drag you here myself." It was safe to say that she went the next day, but the real emotional moment was when Jim texted her telling her that he missed her at practice to tell her he was proud of her for pushing past it all
Then she was off to university, much like most of the USNTDP boys, Jack and Quinn are both now in the League playing their rookie years
Her collegiate rookie year was the same year as covid so it's pretty bland, her team and roommate are the only people she gets to be around so she felt very isolated by the end of the year
Before the entire world shut down though she got a chance to visit Jack during her reading week, and this is where she meets Nico for the first time
It was literally just a week of him and her giving each other heart eyes, Jack was over it the second it started, he wanted time with his Angie and Nico was ruining it.
By the end of her trip, Jack had practically locked her in his room and said that she couldn’t leave until it was time to go home cause he wanted to hang out with just her for a few days, with no Nico, and no distractions.
Luke got drafted in 2021, and she was asked to join Quinn and Jack in a video tribute for him and the Hughes for ESPN, she gladly reached out and accepted the interview.
It was at that time that a producer told her that if she ever wanted to give up her pipe dream, she could always have the backup of reporting or journalism. She was not a fan of that comment.
She was also there to witness Jack’s over-the-top reaction, which she still relentlessly bullies him for.
She spoke a little to Pat Brisson that night, and he hinted that shortly, the league is gonna do some growing and he wants to be the one to represent her if there ever comes a time that she needs it. She tells him that she’ll reach out if she ever needs to.
She became an Assistant/Alternate captain in her second year (2021-2022) and she loved it, she really grew into her role as a leader and her team was amazing.
Nothing happened over the summer of ‘22 other than training, and a summer fling that she meets at a bar in Michigan.
Fall semester 2022 starts and she’s back in Minnesota, but around a month in she gets a call from the devs asking to meet with her.
Nico, Lindy, Tom Fitzgerald, and a few other legal and coaching staff representatives are the few people in the room as they go over the terms and conditions of her joining the team.
It was summed up to her that she was being brought in as that “glue” character in their locker room, that she was to bring that close-knit family structure that they were missing. The staff had heard from many sources that she was the girl they were gonna want to bring this feeling to, so the devs were the first to take a chance on her.
Nico asked her out a few weeks later and it was a hard no, she was almost a little offended that he even attempted.
So there starts the heat of awkward tension between them, they have amazing chemistry, they play the same line, and they spend nearly every waking second in each other's presence, but there is still some tension between the two of them that seems a little less than friendly and slightly flirty.
Angie is not looking for romance whatsoever, she has a shot at a career, and to her, it seems like Nico is trying to jeopardize her place on the team, or that he doesn't see her as a teammate so she is not only mad but also really hurt that he would act like he wants her there but also through his actions shows that he doesn't.
He doesn't get that, he's a man, and he worked hard to get where he is but he's never faced the same challenges as her so he doesn't see how the weight of his actions could affect her shot at a professional career.
She attended the 2023 all-star weekend in Florida with Jack, and they had a blast, she's the one who sunk Sidney in the dunk tank which was a “mega slay” as she explained it to the reporter on sight (her media training went right out the window the second she saw Crosby)
Her being a locker room staple on the team obviously worked cause they make playoffs!!
She plays a really good run too, with 12 points in her 10 games, but she gets injured in game 4 against the Canes and she didn't play game 5
She sprained her knee and broke her wrist from a hit to the boards and was actually distraught when she was told she couldn't play for the rest of the run. She thought the boys would back her up, and she wanted to prove that she wasn't soft and could continue, but Nico put his foot down and told them that they had to think about her health first and not the possibility of a win.
She somehow found herself at the Stanley Cup finals a few weeks later, helping with commentary for ESPN, she was on a panel with Biz and Gretzky which was both equally terrifying and hilarious.
Angie also attended her first-ever NHL awards ceremony, she was a finalist for ‘Rookie of the Year’ and she won!!!
Nico saw her in her gown and was literally like 😻😻😻 the entire night, Lindy would not let him live it down either, he was relentlessly bullying the Captain every time he even glanced at the girl who was basically the fan favourite on the carpet.
Her summer is spent with a strict physical therapy regimen, but she still has a lot of fun, even attended the Tkachuck wedding with the Hughes’
She spends a week in Sweden with Jesper cause his mother really wants to meet this girl whom both Nicole and Jesper raved about during the season.
Going into her sophomore year she was so scared of ending up in a slump, and she did absolutely that from stressing about it so much.
Her sophomore year is also the year she realizes just how loved she is by the team, because of this slump all of the boys are doing everything in their power to get her through it.
It's also the year she realizes that she might be in love with her captain, but she definitely pushes that thought far to the back of her mind, not willing to think or reflect on it cause she needs to focus on herself and her career.
At this point, Nico has accepted that she views him as a teammate and nothing more so he is just focused on the betterment of the team, but deep down he knows that he will never meet someone more perfect for him than her.
Luke puts him into perspective during training camp while he's bitching about how he doesn't understand why she just won't let him be happy. And Luke being the basically little brother he is just sits up and rips into Nico for being so blind.
"It's like no one in this locker room realizes how much harder she worked for this than we all did?" he looked at the captain as everyone quieted, "she has a point to prove, you just have to play hockey, she has to show that she is worthy to even ben considered equal" and with that, he headed out to the ice, stunning Nico, his brother, and literally everyone in the room.
So that's why he has dropped any type of advances for her that he was trying to pursue, realizing that he was only harming her by trying to chase whatever feelings he had.
Angie on the other end is dealing with a mental battle, cause she never wants to be known as that girl who gets on this team and starts sleeping with her captain, having a reputation followed by a negative connotation is the last thing she wants.
But it's the holidays, they are in Ohio and are celebrating a win against the Blue Jackets in one of the hotel conference rooms, and Nico and her have not left each other's sides all night. The two of them decide to step out for a second of air, cold air filling their lungs as they just quietly stare at each other. The night had been filled with fleeting glances and quick moments of physical touch as they sat next to each other, thighs brushing against each other and hands momentarily touching. So now they are standing outside with this thick tension between them, and she just kisses him.
It's safe to say that she runs straight to her hotel after profusely apologizing to him, his eyes wide as she steps away from him with shaky hands and then just leaves him in shock.
She calls Quinn immediately, she doesn't know why, but she needs to tell someone, and she can't tell Jack, she sure as shit can't tell Trevor or any of the other USNTDP boys, so she calls her basically older brother.
Quinn assures her that she isn't going to get kicked off the team for a simple kiss, and Nico will surely be fine in the morning
Nico is just absolutely gagged, so he's fine, just shocked.
She literally can't look at him for weeks, and he's going insane from her ignoring him, so he pulls her aside and is like 'This needs to stop'
Nico stops her on her way out of Lindy's office and says he needs to talk, she is literally frozen in fear as they walk to an empty room. "Are we okay?" "I am so sorry," they say at the same time as they just stare at each other. "Why are you sorry?" "I kissed you? and it was weird and unprofessional?" "It's fine, just stop being weird about it, it happened, we move past it," he said, trying not to smother her with the feelings that he's still trying to keep it at bay, "do you regret it?" "Yes," is all she says before sighing and watching him nod and leave the room.
They both know she doesn't actually regret it, she is just doing what is best for her and for her name.
I have no idea how they get together just yet, so if you guys have any ideas lmk!!!
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TWITTER SUCKS! > thirty-five! my other half
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synopsis > who knew you could become famous overnight for paying $8 for a single blue checkmark? however, it does come with consequences…what happens when the actual BELIFT Lab comes knocking at your door. all because you simply impersonated your bias.
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a/n: i am so sorry this took soooo long but i was procrastinating and i was mentally recuperating. blaming my studio project for this 😍 this is the final chapter of TWITTER SUCKS! it's also a little chaotic and honestly have a feeling i lost my writer's touch since i haven't wrote in a long time. however, thank you for joining me on this ride and sticking around till the end! I will be coming back with more writings and hopefully continuing with the series that I had before! of course, the new smau that will come out eventually ‘Collie Duty’ which I have no plans to release just yet😪 but it will be released maybe in the second half of 2023!
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who knew after an incident that so happened to go viral. to the point where you were kidnapped and threatened to be sued by BELIFT, would actually get you to meet lee heeseung and be his girlfriend.
the past 7 months you could never have thought that. it had only been 7 months but it felt like a whole year when it happened. somehow it felt nostalgic looking back the tweets you had. it was hectic. complete 0.01% chance of this happening to anyone in the world. yet, somehow you were blessed to have gone through this.
you managed to steal heeseung’s heart. you made new friends but they’re actual idols (read: enhypen). you became famous. fought a company for a stupid reason which was that you were impersonating their idol. you even kicked a creepy staff out of BELIFT! which, you weren’t surprised. she’s a sasaeng at this point. maybe worse.
but oh my god, dating lee heeseung. it’s such a blessing-
“princess?” heeseung waves his hand in front of you. “are you having an inner monologue or something?” he snorts.
you rolled your eyes, “do you never have an inner monologue?”
“no? why would I?”
“lame. you ain’t in your main character era.”
“princess, I’m always the main character and you know it.” he smirks. you shoved him lightly.
“god, you’re starting to sound like sunghoon.”
“hmm, it’s as if I haven’t been living with him for the past 3 years.” he says with sarcasm.
“did you and sunoo have some sass off or something? why are you so sassy today?”
“sorry, I just don’t understand why some ENGENEs don’t appreciate the dancers’ hard work. I mean I get they’re girls but fucking hell, we’re just dancing to the choreo given to us.”
“well, do you want my honest opinion?”
“oh are you jealous too, princess?” he smirks a little.
“yeah, I am but i’m jealous of you. not the dancers. they’re hot. do you have their numbers by the w-”
“no. I don’t text the dancers so you can’t have their numbers.” he sulks.
“aww, is my little heeseung angy.” you cooed at heeseung. he huffs.
“angy isn’t even a word.”
“in my books it is and besides you’re so cute when you’re jealous.”
“I thought you’d be mad.”
“pfftt why would I be mad. I know it’s just a dance, you’ve practiced this for months. which makes it even better for the chemistry.”
“yeah but my part has you know…”
“what? her just literally trailing her hands on your arms? I mean it did get me jealous but at the end of the day, who are you kissing?” you smirked.
“you…” heeseung pouts.
“exactly.” you smiled. “i’m not worried about you cheating on me, heeseung. besides, I don’t think you could cheat on me because you love me too much.”
“you’re right.” heeseung grabs your hand and squeezes it. “I love you too much for that.”
“that’s my boy.” you proudly say.
meanwhile, on the other side of the wall.
“jayyyyy.” mae whines. jay smirks.
“what is this? my girlfriend is acting all whiny? it’s like you and (name) noona switched bodies.”
“urghh i’m sorry i’m having period cramps.” mae complains. jay’s eyes widened.
he gasps, “my queen is in pain? oh my god, let me go grab tons of period care things!” jay runs out of the room.
there was a scream across the hall.
“YAHHH NISHIMURA RIKI!!! DID YOU USE MY FACIAL WASH???” subin yells.
there were a couple of haste footsteps, which only meant…
“NOONA WAIT!” ni-ki yells out. let's all pray for ni-ki that he gets out alive safely.
"YAH YAH! break it up!" jungwon yells.
both you and heeseung could hear the commotion in the background but you could careless about what was going on because...
"it's you and me against this world, princess." heeseung purrs.
"are you trying to seduce with 'Bite Me' or something?" you deadpans.
"what? no-" heeseung sighs. "forget it. I was just being romantic."
you narrowed your eyes at heeseung, "anyways, i heard you guys are gonna start with world tours soon."
"ah, right. the 'fate' world tour. will you be watching it?"
"do you think i'm made of money? heeseung, i'm a broke college student."
"you have a job?"
"a mere cafe job. that's gonna take me months to save up. i could even barely afford to buy the ‘Dark Moon’ album.” you huffed.
“aww, princess. you have me, I could’ve gotten the albums for you for free and I could’ve thrown my photocards in there for extras.” he pinches your cheeks.
"now where is the fun in that? i like the surprise element of opening albums."
"and if you don't get any of my photocards?" heeseung folds his arms.
"then too bad. oh right, i saw jay looking sooo hot in that vampire photocard-"
heeseung shuts you up with a kiss. there were screams at the door and they were both from jake and sunghoon. you couldn't fully make out what they were saying. something about how mae and jay were busy being chummy, sunoo and subin pinching each others cheeks and then kissing each other.
you couldn't bother to focus on them. not when you have such a hot boy kissing you right on the lips. the same hot boy who was also your boyfriend.
and you couldn't ask for anything better than this.
you were happy.
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