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loveronlineee · 2 years

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Horror Movies (Eddie Munson x Reader)

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Eddie Munson x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: None

Synopsis: Y/N bumps into Eddie at Family Video. She’s unsure if his small talk is flirting or friendly banter. Maybe Steve or Robin can give her a hand?

Y/N notes: None

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“Hellooooo peopleeee!” Y/N sung as she entered Family Video. Robin was at the counter and Steve was organising one of the displays. They both turned when they heard their friend’s familiar voice.

“Y/N! You here to save us from dying of boredom?” Robin asked.

“Or are you just here to annoy us?” Steve added, walking over to them.

“Oh come on you love me really. How’s work?”

“Pretty slow.” Robin answered. “How’s your morning been?”

“Uh I slept in then my Mom asked me to pick up some things so I thought I’d come visit you guys and pick something out.” Y/N began walking towards the horror section.

“Something scary again?” Steve asked.

“Always.” Y/N began scanning her options as Steve and Robin went back to work. She could hear the other two people in the store trying to decide on something. The door opened again as another customer entered.

Y/N finally found something she liked and picked it up.

“Shit.” She heard someone say under their breath. She turned to her left to find Eddie Munson next to her. “You beat me to it L/N, looks like it’s the last one.”

“Eddie. Ah sorry bout that.” She turned to Robin and Steve by the counter. “You guys got another copy of this?” Robin had been watching their whole exchange and gave her a slightly concerned look.

“Uh Steve you wanna go check in the back?”

“Yeahhhh…” Steve replied slowly before walking away.

“I didn’t know you were into this stuff.” Eddie said with a smile.

“Oh yeah I’m a big horror fan. I’m guessing you are too?”

“Yeah big time.”

“Sorry I took the one you wanted.” Eddie put his hands up.

“It’s all good L/N.”

“You know you can call me Y/N? Right?” Y/N smiled. Eddie smiled back.

“Alright. Well Y/N, if there isn’t another copy, we could always watch it together?”

“Together?” Y/N repeated. She could tell from her reaction that he was nervous to say that. Y/N smiled wider to reassure him.

“Y-Yeah we could uh go to mine and-“

“You’re in luck Munson.” Steve said as he came back to the front. “We got one more.”

“Oh. Cool thanks.” Robin documented Eddie’s rental and walked to the exit. “I’ll see you guys around.”

He lingered looking at Y/N, an almost defeated look on his face before he left. The trio didn’t move for a moment until Robin spoke.

“Uh Y/N? Were you just flirting with Eddie Munson?”

“…no?” Y/N slowly answered, unsure herself.

“And was he trying to ask you out?”

“…maybe?” The three stood in silence again, trying to process what just happened. “Shit. Do I like Eddie?”

“You do usually pick the weird ones.” Steve commented.

“Oi! Should we start on your romantic endeavours Harrington?”

“Shutting up.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #reader x Eddie Munson #stranger things #stranger things season four #stranger things season 4 #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n

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cheesecakethots · 7 months

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Hellooooo, good morning from my side of the world. I saw a post about regretful yanderes, so can I please get a regretful yandere ask for the hxh adult trio with Feitan pleaaaaseeeeee🥺🥺. Ignore if it's too much trouble.

From your one and only crazy chicken 🐔🐔

ok i kinda struggle with hxh trio having regret because like. they don’t seem the type to. kinda?

below the cut: hisoka (very short), chrollo, Illumi, feitan

hisoka. 0 regret. horrific man. will not ever feel bad about whatever he does to you.

chrollo and illumi are a little bit tricky for me.

chrollo keeps up with the gentleman act, but has zero regret in taking you away. his punishments are also very thought out and planned, so i don’t think he’d come to regret them, as in his eyes you truly deserved what was coming to you. i can see him feeling some ounce of regret when you push him too far and the act drops; he might lash out and leave you with at most a broken wrist. he’d feel bad if you started going quiet after that, but mostly because he enjoys talking to you so much.

but i also think that something in the heart he thought he didn’t have starts aching at the sight of you crying. i imagine this in a scenario where you’ve been with him for a while now, and you haven’t been lashing out or trying to escape. he’s usually very in tune with your emotions, but for a split second when he looks up from his book to see you silently crying he feels his eyes widen, and breathing halt. the feeling in his chest is probably the closest thing he can have to actual regret.

illumi is similar in the fact that his punishments are very thought out, however i see them also being much more extreme. with chrollo if you run you get a condescending caress of your cheek before being knocked out and carried back. with illumi you could end up with two broken ankles. he’ll get some form of silent pleasure at carrying you around everywhere and having you rely on him entirely, so don’t give him the opportunity to do so.

illumi doesn’t like seeing you sad though. when he stalked you for like… two days before just taking you for himself, he felt something in his chest grow warm at watching you interact with things that made you happy (not people, though. that made him feel a little bit sickly.) seeing you play with a stray cat on your way home from work had him thinking that you would be a good mother. the next morning you woke up in the zoldyck estate, so… yeah.

you might become quiet the more time you spend with him, thinking that maybe that’s what he wants of you. he’ll regret if he makes you feel like that - like chrollo, he’s also hooked on the sound of your voice. he’s just a lot less obvious about it.

similarly to chrollo i imagine he doesn’t like seeing you cry. you’re his wife, you should be happy. it kinda depends on why you’re crying though. if it’s because of him he’s probably already convinced that he’s done nothing wrong and that you should get over it. if it’s his family, he’ll probably have a talk to them to see what happened. if it’s anyone else he’s seeing red. quite literally too; whoever it is will be drained of all blood they have available.

now. feitan. hrm.

as far as i’ve seen of him feitan seems to be one of the worst yans you could be stuck with. is mad at you for the fact that he’s in love. has considered many times just killing you so he can be rid of all of these feelings but every time he just can’t bring himself to, and it makes him more mad.

definitely sadistic. he doesn’t care to explain to you why you’ve made him mad sometimes, and it’ll be hard to know if you have because he’s always mad. the only time you see him content is when he’s come back from torturing someone (and also when he watches you sleep but you don’t need to know that.)

being with him is like walking on thin ice while wearing a suit made out of molten lava.

his punishments will hurt. bad. expect a lot of bruises or broken bones, and he’s pretty fast to dish them out. he actively enjoys seeing you cry, so that isn’t going to help with anything.

but. i can actually feeling some sort of regret at times. very VERY rarely, though.

one time he locked you in the basement for a couple of days, forgetting that you needed food and water to quite literally survive. you couldn’t really focus on much when he came back, but you could swear you saw actual panic in his expression.

he never apologises for things like that, but you’ll find yourself warm in bed, some microwaveable meal you enjoy on the table next to you, as well as maybe a book or game you used to go on about. it’s pretty much the only form of regret you’ll get from him, but you’ll take it over anything else.

#tw yandere #tw.yandere #yandere #yanderecore #yandere chrollo #yandere hxh #yandere chrollo lucilfer #yandere chrollo x reader #yandere hxh x reader #tw kidnap mention #yandere illumi zoldyck #yandere illumi x reader #yandere illumi zoldyck x reader #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere feitan #yandere feitan x reader #tw starvation

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sugar-omi · 2 months

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bro that teen pregnancy shit fucked me upppp 😭 I fr am in tears and rolling around my bed lol

my brain went on a tangent halfway thru the moms section I was like damn okay what if mc and cove just ran away huh then what

AND THEN I remembered they’ve already ran away before which is part of why mom is so worried about cove’s influence and hellooooo???? full circle moment 🫢 made myself gasp fr

ya u make me think so many thoughts on this one good lordddd

-🗑️

LOL AWW I DIDN'T THINK EVERYONE WOULD GET SO EMOTIONAL </3 AND LMAOOO I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT ABT RUNNING AWAY AGAIN, PLEASE IS THIS GONNA BE A TRADITION LOL anyway, well good morning!!!! here's more angst n food for thought🤭🤭

tags : Angst / Hurt/Comfort, headcanons, fem/afab reader, pregnancy

[part 1: "everyone finding out cove and MC got engaged because they're pregnant"]

his whole world stops. his ears feel like they've been stuffed with cotton and his world is spinning outta control.

now lets assume the rubber broke, just for, simplicity n lore sake.

it's not that he wasn't already worried about this happening, he had been worrying about this for weeks since you realized what happened.

but even then, he already had the fear of god in him about this happening. both because his mom and dad were on him about safe sex, but also because he has a lot of feelings about being an accident n child to teen parents... and he really didn't want to recreate that situation or put feelings like that onto another life, another human with complex emotions and many many thoughts. a human and life he's responsible for.

it shocks him so much, because he's very worried about repeating of his childhood on his child, and his kid feeling the same way he did/does.

he already knows that either way, the babe will probably have mixed feelings on being a accident, and essentially being a bump in road of his young parents lives

but it's also everything he had been worrying about, finally coming to fruition.

even though he's very, very stressed and scared for your futures, he's long since decided to make it work. he really wants to make it work. he wants to do the best by you, and the babe. and he wants to give his kid what he didn't have.

but anyway...

you're very worried about dropping the news on him

and i bought you aren't surprised at how pale cove gets when you drop the news...

and if he's not sitting down already, he is now. (he might just faint, like forreal this time too from the looks of it...)

he's very emotional, and super nervous, but what scares you is that he's very quiet...

when he does speak though, his first question is "what're.. what are you gonna do?"

because before he gets too emotional, he wants to know what you want first. you're carrying the baby and you're the one who'd go through all the changes, and you're the one who has the most intense feelings and being pregnant makes your emotions n hormones even crazier and more intensified.

all that plus how young you two are? and all the plans you two had? yeah, it's a lot, and regardless of how he feels, he wants to do whatever you want and he'd understand if you decide not to keep it.

but if you say right then and there, you wanna keep it, cove says he'll take care of you, and the babe, comforts you and hugs you. then he says wants to get married..

or if you say you dont know... cove says you two will work through these emotions, and that no matter what, he'll take care of you, and the baby if you want it.

when you do eventually say you want to keep it, even if you say this a couple minutes after, or a few days after, cove comforts you again and promises you'll work through this, and that it'll be okay.

then he brings up getting married...

of course it's more emotional, and maybe even a bit romantic!

so imagine this, you're sitting on your bed, and you and cove are hugging each other, you're wrapped up in his arms and it's a great comfort.

you're both really emotional, and calming down after crying and having a moment.

cove pulls away, takes your hands in his and even with glassy, red eyes he has a determined expression. goes on about how much he loves you, and how much he treasures you, and that he's going to do his best for you, and take care of everything.

his speech probably draws you back to tears, even brings him to tears but he keeps going because he needs to tell you all this!!

"y/n... i want to marry you, i want us to be a family.. i know i don't have a ring and this isn't very romantic but.. will you marry me?"

doesn't matter if you say yes right away or if you ask him if he's sure he wants to get married, he reassures you he's not just doing this because he thinks it is what you and/or your or his family would want.

he wants to marry you anyway, why wait?

now about telling your parents.

regardless of if you have cove there while you tell them, or you do it alone, lets say cove finds out what your mom said about him being a bad influence.

i also think your moms are a bit icy with cove too, so even if he has to force out all the details of your conversation, he already knows your moms aren't happy

but to know your mom thought, maybe even thinks so still especially with the news, that he was/is a bad influence on you.

it makes him sad. because what if she, or even both your parents, thinks that cove is dragging your life down with marriage and a baby?

well, like i said in the first post, this totally opens up a new can of insecurities and doubts, and he kinda spirals into his own mind.

he even starts thinking about what if you regret marrying him, and/or having his baby. what if you decide you hate being a parent, or being married, or being a family all together?

what if this holds you back so much that you start to resent him. god he's so afraid of you resenting him.

and your moms being short with him doesn't make him feel better because now he just had a thought, what if your family hates him so much that they start talking to you about how much of a mess this is, and then you realize how they're right, and decide to leave him, or even worse, leave him and the baby?

it's all very irrational thoughts, and when he wakes up (after maybe 3 hours sleep), he realizes it is a bit.. ridiculous. just a bit. he knows you wouldn't abandon him so easily, and you certainly wouldn't be swayed by your family

but he also wouldn't blame you if you had, or have (now or in the future), any resentments. he just really wants it to work.

i think this is also the time when he realizes exactly how much his parents divorce fucked him up.

he very determined for you two to make it work as a family. not co-parents.

he wants to see his kid every day, he wants to see you everyday, he wants to celebrate every milestone as a family and he definitely doesn't want to fight with you like his parents did. and even more so doesn't want to make your kid hear or see all of it.

he doesn't wanna fight, and then you or him walk out for hours or days. doesn't wanna sleep in separate rooms, doesn't wanna sleep by the crib to comfort himself with the presence of his darling baby, or because you two fought, like his dad used to.

doesn't wanna have to explain why mommy* and daddy are fighting, or why they don't sleep in the same room, or why they aren't talking to each other, or why they aren't living together anymore.

definitely doesn't want to explain what divorce is and what that means for them.

(*just saying mommy for simplicity sake)

but he also doesn't want to repeat what his dad did, and take on all the burden by himself.

it's hard to find a balance too, because he's torn between working his ass off to provide and prove that he can do it, that you aren't making a mistake... and accepting help, or letting himself relax sometimes.

but i think wanting to be there for you during the pregnancy, forces him to leave his days more open.

of course he still works more than usual, but he also makes sure to carve out time to see you, and be there to comfort you or bring you food, flowers, or go on a date.

remember i mentioned therapy in the last post?

please encourage him to start it. because this is a very big transition in your lives, and you both want the best for yourselves and the baby, so lets do the work before they get here, okay?

fighting with his dad

now he definitely appreciates his parents concern, and their support and words of wisdom, all that stuff...

but when his dad says something like "you don't want to end up like me and your mom." or "you shouldn't mess up your future." or even if he insistently tells cove, "think about your future! y/n's future!"

cove gets upset, just because does that mean his dad is projecting onto him, and telling him that they're fucking up just like he and mom did? or is he telling him that he's dragging your future and his into the mud?

either way, that's what makes him say something mean, just like i said in the last post:

cove would probably end up saying something (a bit) hurtful like "i would never end up like you and mom." , "i would never marry MC if i didn't know it'd work. unlike some people, i'm not gonna make my kid listen to us argue and then try to play happy family." , or "trust me, my kid won't end up with a childhood like mine." / "trust me, my marriage won't end up like yours."

he definitely hangs up the call or walks away from his dad immediately afterward, shaking with anger and anxiety. he's so stressed. and he's worked up.

after the argument, there's only 2 places cove could go at this moment. to you, or to work.

and if he's at work, he's distracted, but tries to focus on his job. he's still mad at his dad, and he already feels like crying. he really didn't need his dad to doubt him.

he gets it. he gets it, he really really does. but he feels so fragile, that he'd really appreciate a little faith.

now if he's with you, which he'd probably run to you after work anyway just so he doesn't have to face his dad yet. he's like a big baby

he's holding you, arms around your waist and his head on your stomach or lap, or you're laying on your side and he has his hand on your belly, as if he's waiting for the baby to reach for his hand through your tummy.

when he tells you what happened, and why he's so somber, please run your fingers through his hair and just listen to him for a bit... eventually he'll start rambling about all the things he's been holding onto, including his fears about you resenting him

it'll probably be a long talk, but once you reassure him that you wanna make it work too, and that you know cove will be a good dad (and vice versa), and that your moms don't hate him, they're just... upset. and worked up about the turn of events.

and you talk about his dad too, and the argument, you both realize it comes from a place of concern.

he doesn't wanna see you two try to be a family and fail. he doesn't want you to make mistakes he did while raising cove...

conclusion, it's a very fruitful conversation. and cove goes back home, teary eyed and a bit like a lost puppy, and that night he doesn't find his dad waiting for him (cliff tries to work as late as possible, both because he wanted to give cove some space, but also because he has a bad habit of avoiding situations... so when he does get home, he spends the night in his room)

of course they can't avoid each other forever, and the next day cove actually makes the effort to find his dad during his lunch break to apologize.

he said something really hurtful, that i don't think cove could live with if he didn't apologize.

his dad definitely laughs when cove mentions that you said that cove should try therapy, and even if you don't say that his dad should consider it too, cove does say to his dad that a family therapist sounds like a good idea.

#olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden x reader #cove holden #angst #hurt/comfort

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moonchild-in-blue · 2 months

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Hey, remember that time II kissed Vessel's arm? Okay byyeeeee :D

Well HELLO GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO

(yes i did see this before i went to bed but i was wayyy too eepie to reply)

I hope you know this has just set the mood for my entire day so. I'm gonna be extra yearning and soft and whiny 👍 Sorry about that guys, I'm a pathetic wet cat of a person 😞

He could've hugged him. He could've high fived. He could've done that guy thing where they slap each other's butts and it's totally platonic and wholesome and hilarious.

AND YET. Mr. Daddy Twofoot (cmon guys, catch up on the name) KISSED??? HIS ARM??? On the sensitive soft part too?????

Like. Okay. Yeah yeah, the boyfriends, etc etc. But let me be actually serious for a second here.

(hello this turned out to be way longer and sappy than i intended so)

Do you see how effortless that was? He didn't hesitate for a second. How often do you see two guys (who I'm assuming are straight) be this affectionate with each other? A kiss on the inner arm is *such* a tender, intimate gesture, regardless of gender/sexuality - a type of action that is not usually expected between straight men.

And I don't know, I find it incredibly endearing and important to see that, as much as they do all that funny sexy stuff for the fans (and for themselves too - they seem to have so so much fun), these type of actions seem to be a part of their regular off-stage interactions. You can feel how genuinely good friends they all are.

And in the case of Vessel and ii, the founders of Sleep Token and the major force behind it all - how surreal and incredible it must be for them to get to experience all of this together. To see their hard work paying off. To stand proudly in front of literal thousands of people side by side with your best friend??? HELLO???

It's such a small thing, but I carries so much weight ya know? Like yeah dude, I love you and I'm proud of you, and you did a wonderful job. Isn't it SO touching???

I just LOVE to see it. Men who are vulnerable and affectionate around each other, who are comfortable in it, who shows us that yes, platonic friendships and pda are beautiful and important and in no way make you any less of a men. Which is something a LOT of dudebros in the metal scene would benefit in knowing.

I just. I don't know bro. Vessel x ii interactions mean the whole word to me. I was just talking with someone a few days ago of just how far Vessel has come in his music journey, and even within Sleep Token, the difference between One days and now is. Nothing short of astronomical. It feels almost miraculous, yet it is anything bUT, because we know how much effort V and ii put into making the music we so love. And of course iii, although not part of the creation process, has been with them from the beginning as well.

Can you imagine how overwhelmingly awesome and scary it must be for them?? And what are the odds of after a few years of changes, they somehow found the perfect person to complete them? SO MUCH SO, that you can see just how close iii and iv are BY THEIR MIRRORING ATTIRES?? HELLOOOOO ???? SOULMATES FR FR

Aaaa I feel like I'm going off on a huge tangent, and I am stopping now before I bring up the German Rituals and Wembley. December was a wild month omg I have not recovered yet.

I just!!! My heart!!! I love them. Vessel PLEASE I have been begging on my hands and knees, PLEASE PLEASE give your drummer a smooch omg he deserves it poor guy has the twinkliest prettiest eyes ever how can you NOT 🥺✨💙

Anyways. Yes, I do remember. Good gif 🙂👍

#good morning sleep token tumblr family #i am in SHAMBLES already 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍#someone please come shatter my bones or kiss my mouth because I don't think I can do this much longer #it's Missing The Vessels hours #more specifically. It's Missing Mister Vessel the First hours #my mostest beloved 😔 i am legitimately about to cry yall i am having an emotional crisis #if anyone wants to come over and watch the Room Below show you are SO welcomed #sleep token #darya answers

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totowlff · 6 months

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hellooooo, how are you? i hope fine. After reading kinda all of your toto fics and feeling completely amazed by your writing skills, one question came to my mind:

have you ever thought of writing something about racing!toto and reader?? or like a flashback of why racing!toto have decided to quit after the accident? idk i’m just blabbing

well, maybe he had some kind of...

epiphany

The path was already familiar to you.

Every morning, before going to your clinic in Weissgerberviertel, you went to the building in the heart of Vienna, entered the flat number and waited for your entry to be authorized. After going up in the elevator and being greeted with a smile by the nurse who was there, you walked down the hallway to the white door and knocked softly, receiving authorization to enter.

Sitting on the bed, his patient looked at the window next to him in silence.

— Good morning, Mr. Wolff.

Slowly turning her head towards him, he limited himself to a millimetric nod.

— Good morning.

— How are you today? — you asked, approaching the bed where he was sitting in a rigid, almost robotic posture.

— Same as yesterday — he murmured.

— Feeling shitty? — you said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Your question caused a small smile to escape his lips.

— Yes, shitty.

— I can imagine — you smiled back, pleasantly.

His case was not one of the most common ones you had ever seen. Mr. Wolff had suffered a serious accident in Germany, more specifically on a racing circuit, a few weeks ago. From what you had gathered from the scant details he had offered you, he was trying to set a record when his tire blew and he crashed into the barriers.

The result of that adventure, which he classified as “suicidal”, was a concussion and broken vertebrae that would require long months of rehabilitation and physical therapy.

— Still not tasting anything?

— Not even the smell — your patient replied, with a frustrated expression on his face — Severed nerves, from what the doctor said. I'll need to wait for them to reconnect.

— I'm sorry, Mr. Wolff — you said, trying to show some empathy.

However, the man limited himself to a small smile.

— I told you not to call me Mr. Wolff — he said — I'm not like the old people you treat.

— But you are grumpy like them — you replied in a good-humoured way, making him laugh — Now let's get to the business, Toto.

After positioning a chair next to the bed, you requested the nurse's help to take your patient to her. The process was complicated, after all, he was not a small or light man, but, after some maneuvers and hisses of pain, you finally managed to get him to sit in front of you.

— Let's start with spinal rotation, okay? — you said, earning a nod from Toto — Feet on the ground, arms crossed over your chest, let's go.

The exercise was simple in theory, but for a person with severe vertebrae fractures, it was extremely painful. Not even his help so that the rotations were made slowly, in an attempt to reduce the discomfort, as well as the dizziness he felt when moving, was enough to stop him from grunting in pain every time he turned his torso.

— Fuck — Toto hissed as you slowly counted the rotations until they reached number ten. When the number left his lips, he exhaled heavily.

— All good?

— Yeah.

— How is the pain? — you asked, eyes going to his feet to make sure he hadn't left the position you had placed him in before.

— Considerable — he replied, without looking at you.

— Less than yesterday?

— Same — Toto grumbled — Fuck that Porsche...

You pressed your lips together thoughtfully. It wasn't your place to judge your patients' choices, no matter how much it took them to have to hire you to get back to something close to a normal life. However, given everything you knew about the accident, you couldn't resist making a comment.

— Maybe the problem wasn't the car, Toto.

Toto looked up at you, serious.

— No?

— You yourself said it was a suicide mission and went ahead with it anyway.

— It wasn't me who said it, but Niki...

— Lauda? — you asked incredulously — The guy who almost burned to death after suffering a racing accident?

— Himself. On the same track.

Shaking your head, you were really sure that you were facing a complete madman. No one in their right mind would do that to themselves, especially knowing the consequences, the worst of which was death.

— And even though he said he was suicidal, you did it?

— Yes — Toto replied.

— Why? — you asked softly.

He let out a sigh.

— I've always liked the Nordschleife, Y/N. It was the first track I discovered and I could never stop feeling attracted to it — Toto explained, with a little smile — I remember one time I rented an Opel Calibra and did 50 laps on the open day for tourists. I felt like I had found my place there, even though the guys at the rental office hated me for returning the car with bald tires.

You giggled, imagining the employees' incredulous expressions upon receiving the car used by Toto.

— You know, Y/N — he continued — I dare say I love that place. I love the stories, I love the curves, I love the adrenaline. Nordschleife makes me feel alive, happy. And I love it.

You had a friendly smile on your face, almost as if you understood his love for the place. However, a rational part of your head made you remember the reason why you were there, in front of Toto.

— And you love this place even though you know it almost took your life?

He stared at you for long seconds, as if absorbing his words.

— Well — Toto stammered.

— I don't judge you for having passions, after all, we all have ours. But, your passion for that place led you to do something completely irresponsible, not to say selfish.

— Selfish?

— I doubt you thought about them — you said, pointing to the picture frame on the bedside table. In the image, the boy and girl were smiling widely as they hugged Toto.

When he realized what you were pointing at, he pursed his lips thoughtfully. He definitely hadn't stopped to reflect on that. And, considering how long he would still need to remain at rest, he could think about it a lot.

— Well, shall we continue? — you asked.

With a nod, Toto placed his hands on his chest again, without saying a word for the rest of the session.

#wlffflashes #toto wolff #formula 1 fic #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #formula 1 fanfic #toto wolff x reader #formula 1 x reader #f1 x reader #formula 1 x you #toto wolff x you #toto wolff fanfic

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neewtmas · 4 months

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hihihi im here with the request hehe thank you so so so so much again you’re so amazing i can’t believe it

lockwood x she/her reader with the prompts

"Prove it."

"How much of that did you hear?"

“It's a long story." "I got time, try me."

but if they don’t make sense just go with the flow you’re already so so so so so wonderful for doing all of this i’m not gonna be picky lol 🫂🫂🩷🩷

hellooooo!!! thank you so much for these great prompts and for your patience!

I have to admit I did struggle with an idea at first but I think I turned it around and now I'm actually really proud of this, so I hope you like it too :)))

Enjoy 1.5k of Lockwood goodness just for you <333

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When you woke up, the room was filled with the pale glow of the full moon shining outside the attic window. Usually, Lucy pulled the curtains close when she went to bed, so there shouldn’t have been a way for the moonlight to disturb your peaceful slumber. Your eyes were heavy as you felt around the other side of the mattress. It was cold, Lucy’s blanket still folded up from the morning before. You slowly sat up, looking over at the little digital alarm clock on Lucy’s bedside table.

11:30.

Due to a headache, you had gone to bed earlier tonight, leaving your three colleagues behind in the living room. The pounding in your head had subsided considerably after a few hours of sleep, but your throat felt dry like sandpaper. You reached over to the cup on your bedside table, only to find it equally dry. Oh well. With your house slippers on, cup in hand, you made your way down the stairs. You made an effort to be quiet, just in case anyone else was sleeping already.

The kitchen was dark, and you didn’t bother switching on the bright light which would have probably only hurt your eyes anyway. The faucet was right by the window, where the moon shone bright enough for you to see what you were doing. After two cups of water, you were ready to make your way back to your bed. As you carefully pulled the kitchen door closed behind you, your eyes fell on the thin strip of light that poured out of the living room onto the floorboards of the hallway.

On second thought, maybe the bed could wait and you could join Lucy for some late-night talks in the living room. You stepped closer to the door, subconsciously trying to move as quietly as possible. As you approached the door, you could hear Lockwood’s voice as well as Lucy’s. So they were both still awake. The door was slightly ajar, allowing you to peer into the room before opening it fully.

Lockwood and Lucy sat on the couch, Lucy with her back to you. George was nowhere to be seen, probably in bed already. Something about the way Lockwood and Lucy were turned towards each other made you stop in your tracks. The hand that had been ready to push open the door slowly fell to your side, as you watched with wide eyes as Lockwood took both of Lucy’s hands, smiling at her tenderly.

“Look, I’ve been trying to get this off my chest for such a long time. Ever since you started working here, really. You are so important to me.”

It felt like someone had placed a noose around your neck and pulled it tight. Were you about to watch Lockwood confess his love to Lucy?

Lockwood hesitated now. You watched Lucy squeeze his hands. “Go on”, she said encouragingly.

“More important than I could ever put into words. Everything about you is perfect to me.”

Suddenly you felt like throwing up. Your head was spinning as you stumbled backwards and blindly felt for the wall to steady you. The thought of them being able to hear you didn’t even cross your mind as you practically raced up the stairs.

⫘⫘A few minutes prior, in the living room⫘⫘

“No, stop! Try again.”

George was slouched in one of the chairs, biscuit in hand. “That was horrible, Lockwood. Where are the feelings? Where is the love? I’m not feeling the love!”

Lucy had to bite back a laugh as Lockwood grimaced. “It’s Lucy! You try confessing your undying love to Lucy, and we can talk again.”

She kicked his shin. “Hey! Don’t forget I’m trying to help you out here. Just imagine it’s Y/N. Shouldn’t be that hard, we know she’s all you think about.”

The tips of Lockwood’s ears went pink. “Alright, alright. Let’s try again. Lucy, don’t look at me like that or I’ll laugh.”

Lucy made an effort to keep a neutral expression. Lockwood went to grab both her hands and took a deep breath.

“Look, I’ve been trying to get this off my chest for such a long time. Ever since you started working here, really. You are so important to me.” A short pause. George nodded encouragingly and showed a thumbs up. Lucy squeezed Lockwood’s hands.

“Go on.”

“More important than I could ever put into words. Everything about you is perfect to me.”

Lockwood was about to continue when the sound of footsteps on the stairs sounded through the room. He immediately dropped Lucy’s hands. “Did you hear that?”

George got up, turning to the door. “Yes”, he said slowly. “Sounded like someone running up the stairs.” He and Lucy exchanged a worried look as Lockwood rushed to the door. “Shit! Do you think she heard?”

“Probably.”

“That was not the plan!” But Lockwood didn’t stay to explain what exactly the plan was, instead, he ran out into the hallway and up the stairs, taking three steps at once.

Lucy looked over to George. He just shrugged. “Maybe that was the kick in the ass he needed.”

Lockwood was sure that he had never run up a set of stairs that fast in his life. He was out of breath as he came to a halt in front of the door to the attic. His hands were sweaty as he knocked a few times, praying that you would open the door.

At the knock you sat up on the bed, frantically wiping away the tears from your cheeks. Who could that be? George? Maybe your running had woken him up and he was here to tell you off. You buried your head in your pillow. You didn’t want to talk to him. You wanted to wallow in self-pity and cry about the fact that the boy you liked, liked your best friend instead. But the knocks continued.

You wiped your cheeks again, just for good measure and hoped that the tears weren’t so obvious. You pulled open the door, ready to tell George that you were sorry but not in the mood for a scene, but the words died in your throat as you came face to face with Lockwood. You gasped, trying to close the door again. He moved so quickly that you barely registered it and held it open.

“Are you crying?”, he asked, and while you shook your head, the tears came back with a vengeance at the concern and tenderness in his voice. “No”, you sniffled, taking a few steps back. “Leave me alone, please.”

He ignored you. “What’s wrong? Were you downstairs?” You didn’t say anything, just wiped another stray tear. Lockwood sighed deeply. “How much of that did you hear?"

It felt like your stomach had tied itself into a thousand knots. “Listen, Lockwood, I’m happy for you and Lucy, but please, I need some time to myself right now.”

“Y/N –“ Lockwood ran his hand through his hair. “Listen to me. It’s not what you think.”

Suddenly, you could feel anger rising within you. What was he trying to do? Flirting with you for months, keeping your hopes up, only to then choose Lucy and tell you ‘it’s not what it looks like’.

“It’s not? It seemed awfully clear to me, Lockwood.”

You could tell he was hurt by your sharp tone.

“I swear it’s not. Please, Y/N, you have to believe me. It's a long story."

You crossed your arms over your chest. "I got time, try me."

Lockwood buried his face in his hand. It was hard for you to see him like this. He seemed to be in great distress.

He stepped closer to you, and you allowed him to take your hands, even though you immediately had the picture of him doing the same to Lucy in your mind.

“This is going to sound so dumb, but I promise you it’s the truth. I’ve been thinking so long about how I could possibly tell you how I feel about you. And George had this idea – this stupid idea where I would confess to Lucy, but pretend it’s you. Like a practice run. That’s what you heard.”

You stared at him. “How could I possibly believe that?”, you finally asked, and his shoulders slumped down. “You always know exactly what to say, in every situation. How am I supposed to believe that you need to practice –“

“Because you make me so unbelievably nervous, Y/N. You should have heard the five attempts before that final one. It was pathetic. George could have come up with something better.”

You smiled weakly. “I’m not sure about this.”

Lockwood looked at you, desperation written all over his face. “I know a way of proving it to you if you let me”, he said, his right hand slipping up your arm to cup your cheek. “Please?”

Your head was spinning from his sudden closeness and the warmth of his hand. You closed your eyes. “Prove it”, you whispered and your heart skipped a beat as you felt the soft touch of his lips on yours.

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hellooooo!! may i request a poly! mayhem/black circle (dead is alive) x fem reader who is a mix of black metal/gothic but sweet and bit of a bimbo?? like all of them are hungover from a black circle party and she makes them breakfast and takes care of them and everything??? 🤍🩷

A shiny and sweet morning

warning : fluff, kissing, comfort

Info : Helllloooo dear anon of course you can request such a thing I hope you like this fluffy sweety thing and everyone have fun reading ;)

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Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actrs who play a role, not the real events

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In Norway the mornings in winter were cold and foggy, in spring the sun hung behind the clouds and only in summer the morning was surprisingly bright and pleasantly warm.

A warmth from the sun's rays that came into the young woman's room, the chirping of birds and nature through her roommate's open, demolished window.

Slowly opening her eyes, she wiped the sleep from her eyes as she looked at the clock. ,,Well, let's make the boys something to eat," she mumbled and got out of bed.

She knew it was morning, knew that the boys had all been partying late into the night in the music store and had then found their way back here more badly than right. The smell of beer and grass, of smoke and fire hung in the house, but that would soon change.

The longer black fingernails with the slight silver glitter reached into her closet and picked out a dress, the puffy white underdress with frills was rounded off by the black, thinner outer dress and a belt with small bows.

Sitting back on the bed, she gently and carefully pulled up the white knee-high socks so as not to damage the thin material and tied her hair up in a bow, which was a little wild from sleep.

The sweet young woman, preoccupied in the darkness, walked out of her room and peeked into the hallway, seeing that most of the doors were closed or slightly open from not closing due to the drug and alcohol influence. ,,Like a bat" she mused with a grin as she saw Dead and Euronymous lying on the mattress and coffin with their heads propped up on the floor.

The two of them looked like two oversized bats because of the runny makeup but the picture was cute and she wanted to grin and make a mental note that she had to take a picture of it next time.

That as she walked on and the bunch of Faust, Occoltus and Varg had thrown themselves together on the beanbag, the youngest of the three had the odd disturbing thought and a hand to horrofilem them both with one hand in his arms she held tightly even in her sleep.

,,The iron maiden and her captives," she murmured jokingly and continued down the corridor, almost running over the two of them.

Hellhammer and Necrobutcher leaning against each other, ,,Two mad bears with a hangover," she joked, shaking her head lightly as she tried to escape the crack of the wood from the stairs and quickly made her way to the kitchen.

She was thankful to all her lovers that they were all fiddling in the music store and not here in the house she took care of besides her job as a reporter because she brought the good news to the "hip youngsters" as her boss always called it by giving news and updates on the band once a week and writing an article.

Which was sometimes a bit of a challenge, considering her fingernails and the way her breasts pressed against the keldi. But as it was now, she was coping with everything.

The little light in the kitchen was slightly amplified by the lamp, so she turned on the stove and took the things from the fridge.

,,Goodness gracious, we're almost out of everything," she muttered and took out the remaining eggs, a few slices of ham and sausage as well as fruit and salad.

She put what she wanted to cut up on a board and started cutting away the already moldy part while listening to the latest song from her band playing on the cassette.

Humming along, she swung through the kitchen as best she could, taking care of the scrambled eggs, the salad, the meat and the few cereals with milk.

She set out the plates and cutlery and decided to stop the coffee and not give the men any beer for the time being.

She didn't want another mess. Minutes passed and it had taken her about half an hour to do everything here.

A glance at the clock told her it was time to wake the boys. Pulling the small pocket mirror out of her clothes pocket, she pulled the shimmering, strawberry-scented lip gloss over her lips before she was ready to wake her pack.

Humming happily, she opened the windows in one room after the other, letting in fresh air and the house slowly began to smell of nature and coffee, of something tart that wasn't beer and dorgen.

,,Wake up, gentlemen of hell!" She shouted through the corridors as she knocked on Euronymous and Dead's door, brushing a few tangled strands of hair out of their faces, and the black-haired man's ,,Mhhh too soon" was met with a gentle kiss, causing him to rise slowly.

,,Thank you sweetie," the band founder murmured, letting his gaze wander over her and smiling slightly as he made his way downstairs.

She heard him on his way down, but the three of them fell over Hellhammer and Necrobutcher as they went crashing down the stairs and the sound of cursing filled the house. ,,Day?" she heard the soft voice of the blond who was suddenly standing behind her, his make-up still smudged.

,,Yes, Day... my little zombie," she said and briefly took his hand before she started to pull him behind her to get him to eat, which he didn't do very well anyway.

While the five of them were eating and she had given Hellhammer and Necrobutcher a cold pack, she went back upstairs to hell the last three.

,,Fresh coffee," she murmured and held out a cup to the three sitting on the beanbag, which slowly worked wonders.

Varg took the cup with just coffee, Faust the one with two sugars and Occultus the cup with more milk than coffee.

,,Thank you, darling," the three of them trilled and gave her a quick hug before they all gathered downstairs and the large group squeezed around the table.

She had a cheerful smile on her lips when she saw that the boys were enjoying their meal despite the headache they had all taken a pill for.

,,That's great," she heard from Occoltus, who scooped another heap of egg onto his plate, and a ,,You're the best mommy," from Hellhammer, who winked at her, knowing full well what he was alluding to.

But they all knew what the brown-haired one was getting at, but it didn't bother anyone, she was there for each of her sweeties and always would be. ,,Always happy for my little devils," she replied and sat down at the table before taking her first well-earned sip of coffee.

She was happy when she saw the many relieved faces and received her rewarding kisses.

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Snow on the beach || Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: none just fluff

Notes: hellooooo how is everyone, I hope everyone is haveing a good day and everyone enjoys this new chapter. Also Snow on the beach will most likely end in chapter 20, maybe before but around that chapter✨

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Chapter XII: To hold you

Nami placed the bag on top of the table, making you and Robin look at her strangely. In the morning Nami had left the apartment without saying a word and she had not returned until almost lunchtime, which had surprised both of you. But when you saw the contents of the bag, you understood, tomorrow you were going on a trip and there were things left to buy.

“Do you think that if I kill the boys in the trip, someone would miss them?” She said throwing herself into the couch.

“Pretty sure they would.” Robin said. “Where did you go?”

“Agh!” She touched her head. “I asked ONE single thing to Luffy and Zoro to buy and they called me this morning, telling me they couldn’t find it and that they thought they were in the wrong direction. So I went to help them.” She sighed. “From the beginning it was a bad idea those two idiots to buy anything. I should’ve sent Usopp and Chopper, they would’ve done a better job.”

“Isn’t Zoro bad with directions?” You asked.

Nami looked at you. “I know! But everyone was busy and Zoro has a car even if he is bad with directions.” She cried out.

“Well but everything is fixed right?” Robin asked and Nami nodded. “That’s good. Y/n and I already prepared our luggage.”

“Already?!” Nami screamed. “Shit I haven’t prepared mine.”

“I will be out this evening, so I wanted to leave everything ready before going out.”

“You going out?” Nami looked at you.

“Yeah, Corazon asked me to meet up with him. He didn’t tell me why but it was kinda urgent.”

Nami and Robin looked at each other. “Have you talked with Law these days?”

You shook your head. “Not since that day. Why?” You felt your head spin. “You know something?”

“No, no.” Robin denied effusively. “It's just that, with the situation that you told us and that Corazon called you urgently so that you could talk, we have become worried.” You looked down and nodded.

“I'm not going to deny it, I was also worried when he called me and told me it was urgent. But something in Corazon's tone gave me peace of mind.” You smiled at them and they smiled back at you. “Everything will be okay.”

Nami kept insisting that you help her pack her suitcase, so in the end you gave in and you and Robin helped her. You spent the morning joking and talking. It seemed like more people from the group would come to the exit, people you had heard about, like Viví, and whom you really wanted to meet. You were also excited to see Luffy's brothers again. You really felt like a little girl in a candy store, all excited about tomorrow's trip.

You said goodbye to your two friends and headed to Corazon's house. You were nervous, the talk with Robin and Nami had only made things worse and if it was true that something had happened and that was why he had called you so urgently? No. Surely there was some explanation, surely he wanted to say goodbye to you, because you were traveling for 4 days. Yes, that was surely it. Nothing else.

You sighed and dug into your bag for the keys Corazon had insisted on giving you. Apparently you were already like family, so it was nice that you had your own keys. It still seemed too intrusive and personal to you, but Corazon wouldn't take no for an answer, so in the end you ended up with the keys in your bag.

You opened the door and walked in, you could hear voices inside. Apparently Corazon was not alone and the tone he used was one you had never heard him use, serious and blunt.

“It’s really dangerous.” Corazon spoke.

“It is but this could be a good opportunity Rosinante.” A voice you didn’t know spoke.

Shit, it seemed like something important and confidential. Something you probably shouldn't be listening to at that very moment.

“Cora-san, it will be alright. He won’t know I sent those notes to you.” For a moment you stopped breathing, you knew that voice. Law.

You started walking down the hallway, not caring what sound you made. You entered the kitchen, meeting Corazon, who was smiling at you and a man with already white hair, glasses and a beard, also looking at you with surprise.

“Peachie.” You listened to the other side, where your eyes had not yet landed.

There he was, he was smiling at you and even though it had only been a month since you had last seen him, you had a tremendous desire to cry and hit him, because it had felt like an eternity not seeing him.

In another circumstance, you would have been terrified to run up to him and hug him the way you did, in front of Corazon and that man you didn't know at all. But at that precise moment, you didn't care and you wanted to feel him close again, you wanted to hug him.

Law immediately hugged you back and you hid your face in his neck, enjoying his scent and the peace that being with him gave you. That peace that you had missed so much.

“I missed you.” You whispered only for him to hear you.

His arms pulled you closer to him and he placed a kiss on your cheek. “Me too.”

Sometimes you wondered how it was possible that Law had changed so much since you had met him. When you met him you never thought about being like that in his kitchen, hugging and whispering in each other's ears that you had missed each other. But fate had decided to play its cards and inevitably you had fallen in love.

Fell in love. When you came here it wasn't something you thought about, your love life was always painful so finding someone to fall in love with and who would fall in love with you had been completely new. Besides, you can't forget your cold start with Law. You laughed as you remembered that.

“What’s so funny peachie?” Law separated from you a little and looked into your eyes.

Oh shit how much you had missed those honey colored eyes. You really were screwed.

“I was just remembering our beginnings.” You snuggled back into his chest. “You were an asshole.”

Law laughed and kissed your head. “Yeah I know… I still don’t understand how you fell for me.”

“You have your charms.”

“Do I?” He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Shit." You said, remembering that you weren't alone in the room.

“Don’t worry they left.” Law said pulling you back towards him.

“Since when have you been so affectionate and clingy?” You said smiling. “I didn't really take you for this kind of person.”

“Only with you peachie.” He said, leaving a kiss on the back of your neck that made your breath catch.

You bit your lip and blurted out the question you didn't want to ask but that had been gnawing at you since you walked in. “What you were talking about…”

“It’s nothing important.” Law whispered to your ear.

“It is important if it’s related to you.” You responded.

Law smiled behind you and hugged you tightly. “Don’t worry.” He turned you around to leave you facing him. “It’s okay, everything will be okay from now on.” You closed your eyes when he touched your cheek. “Besides, tomorrow we are leaving for the trip, I don’t want you to worry about anything.”

“You coming?” You opened your eyes excitedly to which he nodded.

“Of course I am. I also have a surprise ready for the trip.” He winked at you.

“Can’t wait.” You smiled.

Law stared at you, with a look you had rarely seen on him but you knew perfectly well what it meant. He leaned closer to you to the point where your noses were touching. You wanted him to do it, you wanted him to kiss you again like that time, you wanted to feel his lips on yours again, you wanted it, you wanted it so much.

He grabbed your face and joined your lips in a tender kiss, a kiss full of affection. You could feel how your blood began to circulate more quickly throughout your body and how butterflies did not stop fluttering in your stomach. You moved your hands up to her neck and tangled your fingers in her dark hair. You would be lying if you didn't say that you had dreamed more than once about running your fingers through his hair. Law grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, you were completely stuck to each other.

Law seemed more experienced than you. You just had a boyfriend in elementary school and then a one-night stand with... ugh, why did you have to think about that? Law pulled you away from him, breaking the kiss and caressed your cheek.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh?” He noticed?

“You tensed up while we were kissing, was it too much for you?”

Your mouth formed an O in surprise. “No, not at all.” You shook your head. “I don’t feel uncomfortable with you. Something came to my mind, that’s all.”

He nodded and grabbed your hand placing a kiss on it.

God I could die right here.

“Let’s go with Cora-San or he will start wondering if we are doing something else.”

Your cheeks turned red instantly and you looked down. Seeing your reaction, Law couldn't help but laugh, you were really adorable. You went outside, meeting Corazon and the man who was also in the kitchen.

“Hello lovebirds.” Corazon mocked.

“Cora-San shut up.” Law reprimanded him.

Corazon stuck out his tongue playfully and then turned to look at the man and then at you. “Y/n, this is Sengoku, the superintendent. He adopted me when I was little.” He pointed. “Dad, this y/n.”

“Nice to meet you sir.” You approached him.

“The pleasure is mine y/n. I heard a lot of things about you.”

“Hopefully good things.” You joked.

“Of course.”

You exchanged light conversation until Sengoku said goodbye to everyone. Even though Law had reassured you by telling you that everything was fine, there was something that he told you was not and you could read it in his face. You didn't want to pressure Law into telling you, but you knew he was keeping things to himself and that he was most likely related to the boss. Just thinking about it gave you chills.

Luckily you were able to forget about it momentarily at lunch when Corazon started telling stories about Law as a child, you couldn't help but laugh when you saw Law's blushing cheeks and how he told Corazon to shut up and saying that it was embarrassing.

But Law absolutely lost his mind when Corazon pulled out an old photo album, where there were photos of Law as a teenager and of the two of them together.

“Stop laughing.”

“Sorry, sorry.” You said, whipping out your tears. “But you were just so cute.” You said showing him a picture of him when he was like 13-14.

“Cute?” You nodded looking back at the picture. “I’m still cute?”

You turned your head around to notice how close he was. “Law…”

“Peachie, I’m still only cute.” He was trying to get under your nerves and he was being successful.

“I… you are handsome.”

“Uh.” He smirked. “What else?” He said holding your hair and playing with it.

“Really handsome.”

“You already said that. C’mon baby.” Your noses were already touching.

“You are so beautiful, handsome and sexy.”

“That’s my girl.” He said closing the distance between you and kissing you.

The kiss was definitely different from the others, in this you could feel Law's heat passing through your skin. You were grateful that you had been left alone at home, because if Corazon walked through the door now you would feel like dying. Law pulled you closer to him, pulling on your waist, causing you to be on top. Shit, your heart was beating too hard, you felt like you were going to be out of breath.

“Law…” You said breaking the kiss, your cheeks were burning red.

“Mhm?” He smiled, touching your cheek.

“What… what are we?” You weren't planning on asking him the question, but it was a doubt that had been on your mind for a while. You definitely weren't friends, but he hadn't asked you to be anything more either.

“Just wait a little bit okay?” He said squishing your hands. “You trust me right?”

You nodded. “I do.”

“Good.” He said and once again he kissed you but this time being more sweet.

Law left a couple more kisses on your face and you stayed hugging for a while on the couch at home, without saying or doing anything. You loved the calm you felt being with Law, the security and comfort you felt just being around him. You liked it so much and you wished that those moments would never end, that everything would always be like this. Calm, safe and happy.

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