#oc: nora summers

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OC Tag Game

tagged by @corvosattano​​ (thank you so much <3)

tagging: @direwombat @clonesupport @strangefable @adelaidedrubman @josephslittledeputy @strafethesesinners @derelictheretic​ @confidentandgood​ @inafieldofdaisies​ @kyber-infinitygems​ @marivenah​ @detectivelokis​ @eclecticwildflowers​ @trench-rot and anyone else who’d like to give this a go (because I know there are a ton of people i forgot, my brain is swiss cheese) consider this me tagging you

Favorite OC

I don’t think anyone is going to be surprised by this answer. She appeared in my brain one day, kicked all the other ocs to the curb and has now lived there rent free with her horrible ginger murder husband and I have come to accept this fact. She’s a year old and while her face claim changed, her character never did -- she’s always been my feral killer and I love her for it

Newest OC

Sia has existed for nearly 7 months now. I got suckered in by Sam Drake’s charms and I had to make a little lady to keep him in line. There’s still a fair bit I’m figuring out about her (and admittedly don’t spend enough time doing because Kit won’t leave me alone) but overall she’s my salt of the earth Irish academic who got suckered in by the chance at a little freedom and got stuck with Rafe Adler as a boss.

Oldest OC

TBH I don’t quite recall who is actually oldest but I know they were both in creation around 2005 so that’s about as much as I can remember (also getting to make banners for them was really cool because neither of them get much play in my head anymore unfortunately, luckily I still had their pinterest boards though)

Evangeline went through several rewrites and character changes, first she was a Dean ship, then a Sam ship, and then Lucifer showed up and well he absolutely won (can we all see why I have a Jacob ship now) anywho... she was my Louisiana witch OC who helped the boys on hunts and since I was but a baby teenager when I made her the most OP OC who just so happened to be the child of God...luckily my writing and character creating skills have vastly improved since that time

Fiona is my marvel oc who started out with the comics and then moved into the MCU. She was a Tony ship in the comics, who was besties with Daredevil, Spider-Man and Wolverine. She’s a reporter by day and a mutant with pyrokinetic abilities and an Avenger by night.  Later, when I moved her into the MCU she became a Loki ship and then after the events of Infinity War she became a Bucky ship

Meanest OC

It’s got to be Kit again, while Nora is mean girl levels of mean, Kit can be inherently cruel. She looks down on people as weak, despite them being people she should see as friends. She enjoys the kill. There’s a reason why she was made to be part of the cult.

Softest OC

Ava is absolutely just my little babygirl, out there trying to save people and just the most broken little thing who wouldn’t even harm a fly. The absolute cruelty of Halcyon and the way it treats its citizens upsets her to the core and all she wants is to give the colonists a better life even at the risk of her own

Most aloof/standoffish OC

Heh, I sense a running theme here...

Kit once again wins this prize. Written to be cat coded she prefers to be left alone and has a really terrible time having to socialize to the point where she pushes most people away since she’s fairly unsettling as an individual to begin with

Dumbest (affectionate) OC

Nora doesn’t have to be smart when she’s pretty and used to living the fancy life. She’s gotten away with living on just her looks and her sonic powers for sometime and that’s just what she’s used to now. Makes it easier for her to stay under the radar too, no one will expect the pretty blonde acting as Homelander’s arm candy.

Smartest OC

Toss up between these two ladies, Sia has a masters in maritime history and is excellent with research and is a star in her field taking after her father.

Ava Mueller was in her residency to become a medical doctor with a specialization in Neurology before heading to Halcyon.

OC i’d be friends with IRL

Another toss up, I just think these two are the most down to earth out of the bunch, easy to talk to, not afraid to make jokes and would have lots of interesting stories to tell

#tagged #oc stuff #oc: kit cross #oc: ava mueller #oc: siobhan kelly #oc: nora summers #hell guess i can add tags for these two as well #oc: evangeline cooper #oc: fiona cole

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💥👪🥞🍁🌏🎭⚙️🌠💘for Nora

Thank you so much for the ask! For sole survivor Nora Navarre:

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

Before the vault, guilt and self loathing are her biggest struggles. After the vault, it's anger all the way down. Not that guilt and self loathing went anywhere, of course.

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

Her father left when she was seven and she hasn't had contact with him since, and for a long time her relationship with her mother was strained, but polite. It's nonexistent by the time she moves to Boston. She still speaks with her maternal grandmother and aunt a few times a year over the phone--they often call with updates on her mother and youngest sister. She's the eldest of three sisters (the other two are named Grace and Gene). They were close as children, but Grace's death and Nora's decision to leave for Boston put a strain on her relationship with Genie.

She's happily married; her husband Dana is supportive, even if he doesn't or can't understand where she's coming from sometimes.

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

Black coffee and an omelet with mushrooms, green onions, and peppers. Bonus: comfort dinner is homemade tamales and unsweet iced tea. She doesn't have a sweet tooth.

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

Spring. Nora's from Arizona, and the rain and new growth of spring are enchanting to her.

🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?

Yes, definitely--her world, at least. It's not an easy decision, and something she may regret making, or go back and forth on. (I'm... gonna hold my full thoughts on this until I've got my fic published, because like, spoilers.)

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

Yes, definitely different depending on who's around/who she's speaking to. She's straight-faced around everyone, and has a dry, deadpan sense of humor. Friends and family see the humorous side much more than any stranger does; she typically doesn't make jokes unless she's comfortable with people (though for a real zinger, she'll make an exception. Sarcasm has its uses, after all).

She's definitely been described as a stick in the mud, or as having resting bitch face. The latter is not entirely inaccurate.

⚙️ GEAR - what are your ocs thoughts on science & art? which do they give more importance to? how much value do they place on each?

Her biggest hobby is gardening, which is science and art rolled into one. For Nora, they're two sides of the same coin, each as important as the other.

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

Oh, easy. She wants to go back in time and do things differently, with the benefit of hindsight.

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

She looks for honesty and affirmation. She needs to feel trusted by her partner, and able to trust in turn.

She doesn't believe in love at first sight, but she's a demiromantic ace, so she'll acknowledge it may be a thing for other people and not for her.

#oc: nora navarre #thank you so much for the ask!! #wow i wasn't expecting this many but this was so much fun! #sole survivor #fallout 4 #autumn.oc #oc: dana #he's mentioned i guess #navarre is actually her maiden name. she didn't change it when she married #breaking my no caps no punctuation bit for the sake of readability. nobody tell me i'm not using my degree for anything #autumn.fic #fic: until dawn #title is tentative bc i'm still running everything past my darling beta #my fic blog is new-eyes-extra-colors #empty for the same reason i can't pick a title but i'll be updating once i start posting chapters. should be by the summer...? #anyway fic will be over there bc it turned out kind of gore and body-horror heavy and i try to keep this blog sfw #anyway i will talk about nora ALL DAY i love her

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RWBY Grimm Guardians Arc 4: Re-Bonding In Mistral Ch 10

Welcome back to Re-Bonding In Mistral! Here is part 2, the Vol 6 chapters!

In this chapter and chapters 11 and 12, we focus on the first half of the volume. This chapter will focus on the departure in V6 episode 1.

Disclaimer: Still own nothing. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Train station in Northern Amina….)

Ultimately, although reluctant, the group agreed to continue their journey for now. They ended up back in Anima, preparing to board a train destined for Argus. Blake promised her parents to call as often as she could, while Summer talked to Taiyang.

Summer managed to apologize for her outburst, but the group left before Taiyang could say anything about it….

The former STRQ leader wondered if he even believed her….or if he too was scared of the potential reaction from her….

Eventually, the group prepared to board the train, talking amongst each other as they did so.

“You better head with your team to Vacuo.” Gambol told Sun. “They’re going to need you….” The blonde young man nodded, lowering his head, “I expect them to be a little pissed.” “If not worse….” He added remorsefully. Blake nodded, before saying, “Perhaps they will, but they will still need your help. Alright?”

“I know you’re a good person. You need to prove it to them.” The cat faunus explained. “Otherwise. They may indeed truly hate you. You proved it to us and our parents. Do the same for your team.”

Sun nodded, before looking to his right and donning a firm expression, “I think a certain chameleon faunus wants to see you.” Blake and Gambol raised an eyebrow, before the taller of the two sniffed the air. Growling, she immediately walked in the direction Sun was looking, before effortlessly bringing Ilia over to Blake and the blonde.

Blake gave an unamused expression, “Is there something you would like to tell us?” Ilia gave a small nod, before looking down remorsefully, “I….would like to formally apologize to you three….” “I….realized that I was indeed acting no better than Adam….” She explained. “That I was hurting you just like he did….”

“That I was no better than what humans keep calling us….” The brunette said. “I’m so sorry, Blake….” The cat faunus looked at Ilia firmly, before giving a sigh, “I would like to believe that…. And I have an idea….”

“Talk to my parents. Now.” Blake said. “Because, believe it or not, they could use your help. They could also put you back on the right path.” She then took a breath, saying, “I WANT to believe that you’re sorry….but you need HELP. Do you understand….?”

Ilia gave a small nod, “I do.”

After a few moments, Blake joined her friends on the train, bidding farewell to Sun and Ilia. “Do you forgive her?” Gambol asked. Her sister sighed, “I WANT to…. But she’s gotta prove herself first….”

“I’m not going to just believe everything is going to return to normal.” She explained. The panther faunus nodded, “That’s reasonable. I’m sure our parents and friends would do the same.”

Blake nodded with a small smile, “Yeah, they would….” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (On the train….)

Ultimately, Gambol and Ember had decided to rest for the time being, while everyone else was spending the trip talking and resting.

Ruby sat down next to Yang, while Weiss sat across from her with Blake. Yang hummed as her sister rested her head against the blonde’s shoulder, “Tired?” The red cloaked teenager gave a nod, before groaning, “Things could’ve gone better at home….”

“Perhaps…. Though your family’s made it clear that they have a….complicated history….” Weiss said hesitantly. The blonde nodded with a sigh, “That’s an understatement…. Believe me, we knew that from the beginning….”

“I can understand Dad’s anger….but he needs to understand that Bird-mom’s CHANGED….” Yang explained. Blake nodded, “Certainly seems like it. She’s quite different from what your uncle and dad said….”

“I don’t think….I’ve seen your mother that furious….” Weiss explained with a concerned expression.

A silence settled on the four girls, before Ruby sighed, “Look. We all have problems that….need to be sorted out….”

She then pointed at her mothers, “Those two, like us, know that better than anyone. And they’re trying to be better.” “I know none of us were expecting it….but Alpha-mom is….frustrated….” Ruby added.

Weiss raised an eyebrow, “With?” Blake blinked a couple times, before giving a knowing nod, “Miss Summer wants the family to be whole again, doesn’t she?” Yang nodded, before saying, “Ever since Bird-mom left, that’s all she was trying to do….”

“Making sure that the family didn’t collapse…. Trying to heal the family….” The blonde added.

The heiress tilted her head, “Do you two think she’ll succeed….?”

Ruby and Yang blinked….before looking at their mothers, at each other, before facing Blake and Weiss again….

And with a firm nod, they said in unison, “Yes. As long as it’s with the help of others.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At another table, team JNPR were talking amongst each other.

“You all were busy while I was gone.” Pyrrha said with a sad expression. “And certainly not in a good way….” Ren shook his head, “The Fall of Beacon has caused the whole world to unravel into chaos again….” The redhead nodded, before asking, “How long has it been since then?”

“Several months…. It’ll be a year since then soon.” Jaune explained. “And some of us haven’t been taking this too well….” Pyrrha nodded with a sigh. She knew that very well. Summer’s outburst during their visit to Ruby and Yang’s house made that very clear. As well as her stern words towards Ozma….

She really wondered how badly the tallest of the group wanted to stop this journey….

“I feel like I can agree with where Ms. Summer is coming from….” Pyrrha explained. “She loves so much….and she can’t let what and who she loves be taken away from her….” Nora raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean….?” The armored teenager took a deep breath, before saying, “It seems like she has lost a lot of things and people she loved….”

The redhead then lowered her head, “No wonder she hates this idea. Of us going on this journey.”

She then looked at the currently sleeping Oscar, before saying, “If we’re seriously having a child coming along with us….then I think I would support Ms. Summer if she decides to end this journey now.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, Qrow was keeping an eye on his sister and leader.

“You know you don’t have to keep an eye on them constantly.” Willow explained in a whisper. “I’m also here for them. As is your old headmaster.” Qrow looked over his shoulder, looking at the former heiress and Evergreen behind her, before sighing.

He then sat down, admitting, “A part of me is worried Raven might leave again….” “She won’t.” The former headmaster explained. “Not with Summer by her side.” Qrow raised an eyebrow, “How can you be so sure, Oz….?”

“Because she wouldn’t have come along with us in the first place if she thought about leaving.” Evergreen explained. “I think you should be more worried about Summer leaving.”

Qrow raised an eyebrow in confusion, before Willow chimed in, “Summer knows firsthand how dangerous Salem is…. Of course, she doesn’t want to get her family and friends involved.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “How are you feeling about this….?” Raven asked. Summer sighed, “I don’t know…. A part of me is regretting all of this.” “And yet, a part of me thinks that we should bring the relic with us….” She explained, lowering her head to where it connected with the table. “I hate all of this….”

The former tribe leader rubbed her former team leader’s back, noticing that her brother, the two teams, Oscar, and the Weapon Spirits were all looking at them. Raven put her finger to her lips with a firm expression, silently telling them to not make a sound. “Summer…. If you think this is a bad idea, tell us.” She explained.

“If you think this will only do more harm, say the word and we’ll stop this.” Raven said. Summer sighed, before saying, “Let’s wait until I know more about myself. Frankly, I don’t know what the past me would do either….” She then sat up, before noticing a blue clad elderly woman out of the corner of her eye, sitting at another table.

Summer’s blood ran cold….before immediately boiling bitterly.

“Excuse me.” The former STRQ leader said, standing and walking over the woman. The elder woman looked up at Summer, asking, “Pardon, do I know you?” “Yes, but not like this. I’ve changed, of course.” Summer explained. “Much like you have, Maria….or rather, GODMOTHER….”

Raven and Qrow looked at the two women in shock….

THAT was the same Maria they met during Beacon….?

Maria perked up from the taller woman’s words, before asking in shock, “Summer? Is that really you….!?”

The former STRQ leader nodded, before asking, “Where were you all this time….?” “Since Yang was born, you haven’t visited at all….” She explained. The elder woman nodded with a sigh, before Summer said, “You are a retired huntress….! What have you been doing that prevented you from visiting family?”

Maria opened her mouth to speak, only to find that she had no answer….

She didn’t have a reason….

The silence was more than enough for Summer to know that Mari had no reason….

“And you wonder why I’m usually bitter towards you….” The former STRQ leader said with a stern gaze. She then looked at her family and friends, noticing the awkwardness in the air. Summer then sighed, before telling her godmother, “I suggest you meet my friends and daughters.”

“Life might not be able to grant you this chance again.” She explained. “Believe me, I know that for certain, given that I died.”

Those words were like a double-edged dagger, before Maria nodded, “I understand….” and stood to meet her goddaughter’s family and friends. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And that’s it. I’m sorry if this wasn’t my best, but I tried, given my current mindset…

Yeah, Blake is giving Ilia a CHANCE. She’s still going to be a little bitter, but she’s going to give Ilia a chance to make up for her actions.

Hope you enjoyed this!

Next, we skip ahead to where the group meets….two VERY special guests~.

#rwby #rwby ocs #ruby rose #weiss schnee #Blake Belladonna #yang xiao long #Summer Rose #willow schnee #raven branwen #qrow branwen #rwby ozpin #Gambol Shroud #ember celica #Jaune Arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #Oscar Pine #maria calavera #rwby au #grimm guardians au

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Masterlist of Masterlists:

A collection of my writings, all in one convenient location (AKA the root of all things posted on my blog):

ACOTAR:

The Shadowsinger and the Inkbird - updating

Summary: Y/n's clairvoyance is a gift from the Mother, but it feels more like a curse. With the power to gain knowledge through touch alone, Y/n holes herself up in The Alcove and hopes her powers and parentage will remain a secret. But things will change after the Summer Solstice ball and a chance encounter with a certain Shadowsinger.

The Wisp Between Worlds - on hiatus

Summary: Have you ever wondered what you would do (and do differently) if you found yourself trapped in the fantasy world of your dreams? For Nora, this fantasy of hers is about to play out when she finds herself portaled away to the Moral Lands south of Prythian. But all is not as it seems. Feyre Archeron is missing and the deadline to break Amarantha’s curse draws near. Who will save Prythian now?

Flame, Shadow, Beast - Completed

Summary: Years after Eris frees you from his father’s prison, you’ve managed to find a new love, new friends, and build a life for yourself in Autumn. But when a certain Shadowsinger stumbles upon your home, dragging in painful memories of betrayal and longing, you’ll have to face the things you left in the past and make choices about the future you want.

The Artificer: Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV - Azriel x Reader

In a Year's Time - Azriel x Reader

Let them find us here - Azriel x OC

Heads will roll - Azriel x Reader

Please remember me - Azriel x Reader

The Ballad of the Shadowsinger - Azriel x Reader

Brown Eyed Beauty - Lucien x Reader

ATSV:

Hummingbird - Completed

Summary: What if the Earth-1610 (Miles’s universe) version of Miguel’s wife was actually Miles’s AP Art teacher?

Wedding Invitations - Miguel O'Hara x Reader

#masterlist #masterlist of masterlists #writeblr #creative writing #writing community #midnight thoughts #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x read #acotar fanfiction #acotar #atsv #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x oc #acotar x oc #shower thoughts #midnight thinking #eris x reader #eris vanserra x reader #eris vanserra x y/n #eris vanserra x you #high lord eris #eris acotar #azriel x reader #azriel x reader angst #azriel x y/n #azriel x you #lucien x reader #lucien vanserra

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Beautiful Stranger

02: Need To Know

Driver! Lando Norris x OC (Lily Barton)

Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references

Words: 3.3k

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a/n: hello beautiful people! here we have another chapter of this two silly duo. And we have a Spotify playlist!!! If some of you think that I should add more sings please tell me

Every way of feedback is very welcomed

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"I had a little accident, Nora… it's okay" I sighed looking at how my foot was on a cushion on the coffee table. "I have to rest around three days and then I can go work"

"No, no, no! You won't come in a few weeks! You have a sprained ankle, you have to rest" she protested. "But how did it happen?"

"Well… I just fell and twisted it, easy" I shrugged my shoulders. "But I'm fine, really… don't worry!"

"Just rest, okay? I'll go there and help you with everything you need" 

"It's not necessary, Nora. I can walk, you don't have to come"

When the day started I never imagined that something like this could happen: having a stranger in my house cooking my dinner for me because he crashed into me and now I can't move my foot.

On the way back to the apartment complex he was tense all the way, driving carefully and looking around, making sure he won't crash on someone again. We stopped on a pharmacy so I could buy my medicines and even crutches so I could move around without any help.

"Logan, really… it's not necessary" I sighed, looking at him moving around my kitchen after I finished the call with Nora.

"At least let me make  your dinner" he said, looking back at me. "Then you won't see me again"

I frowned, raising an eyebrow and sighing. He was nervous, I can tell. It's like when someone wants to clean a crime scene. He wants to make me forgive him for crashing into me.

"You know that will be impossible, we are neighbors and this town is small" I sighed, crossing my arms in front of my chest and watching him move around. 

He just remained silent, making my curiosity grow even more. He's British for sure, his accent is too obvious. I'm sure he has money, the perfume I smelt when I was behind him on the scooter seemed expensive. He wears a Lacoste shirt and Ray-Ban sunglasses. 

"Why did you come to the town?" I asked him after some minutes of silence studying him. 

"What are you talking about?" he frowned, turning around. 

"It's obvious you have money, right?" I pointed. "Lacoste, and expensive perfume"

He looked at me and I saw his Adam apple move. Is he nervous?. He doesn't want anyone discovering him?

"What, are you a robber or something? From the mafia?" I laughed. 

"W-what? What are you talking about?" he mumbled, making me frown and look at him.

"Why coming to Parga, and not going to…  I don't know" I sighed, shrugging my shoulders. "Mykonos or Santorini…"

"Why don't you mind your own business?" he interrupted me, pissed. 

"Wow, relax" I laughed. "I'm just joking! Come on, I'm bored. I can't move and you are just making my dinner!"

He sighed and rolled his eyes, looking back at the kitchen. He was making something that looked like a salad, with some lettuce, olives, feta cheese and tomato. 

"I came here because I wanted to be on my own" he said. 

"Oh, I see..." I nodded, understanding him. After all, that's part of the reason why I came and stayed here. "Then let me tell you that Parga is the perfect place"

He looked over his shoulder at me and I heard him sigh. There's something about him that intrigued me, something that makes me want to know about him.

"How is your hand?" he asked me, putting the salad he made in front of me.

"It's okay" I sighed, looking at the mix of vegetables he made. "Stings a lot, I want to scratch it…"

"You shouldn't" he frowned, grabbing a glass of water and putting the pills I have to take next to it. "And try to not move a lot, you heard what the doctor said. Not even going to the beach"

“But…” I protested, receiving a frown from him, making me groan. “Okay”

He looked at me and stood straight, crossing his arms in front of his chest and sighed. RIght now I feel like when my mother used to give me that cold look because I was doing something wrong, with that disappointed gaze. 

“You can leave now” I sighed, grabbing the fork and eating the salad he made. “I can do things on my own. You better go careful after this, I wouldn’t like to crash into someone else if I were you”

He smiled weakly and nodded, grabbing his things and looking back at me before he walked out of the apartment, closing the front door behind him.

What way to finish the day, with a sprained ankle and a neighbor that made my dinner after only knowing his name.

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She has something that makes me want to know about her. Maybe it is the way she lives, her house doesn’t have many personal things, just the necessary.

But what makes me feel curious is the tons of books she owns about Greek mythology or about its history, all the shells she has on jars and the room that is dedicated to paint. She didn’t even cry when we had the crash, just argued with me immediately and tried to do everything by herself, not accepting my help.

After I made her dinner and left her there, I went to my rented apartment. How could she know I am rich only by looking at my shirt and smelling my perfume? She said she was joking, but the way she looked at me made me feel anxious. 

She doesn’t know who I am, right? Then why does she look at me that way?

“God, I don’t think I’ll survive in this place” I sighed, my phone in my ear and Carlos at the other side of the line.

“Why? Do you miss me?” he smirked, laughing after that. “What’s wrong with that place?”

“No… the place is nice” I sighed, looking out through the window. “I just… God, I arrived today and I already nearly killed my neighbor”

“What?!” he laughed loud, making me frown and pull away the phone from my ear. “You muppet! No one can leave you alone!”

“Don’t laugh at me! That’s being mean!” I groaned. “I just… I had to lie about my own name because she acted weird, like if she knew who I am”

“So you gave her a fake name? God, can you be more stupid?” he sighed.

“But… What if she discovers who I am! What if she takes a picture of me and posts it on Instagram?” I frown. “People will know where I am and then they’ll come. I don’t want that, mate. I don't want to explain why I'm alone or why I don't have a girlfriend"

"I know, but…" he sighed. "Lying about your name? That's… that's too much, mate"

"Why? I mean, maybe I won't see her again" I sighed. "What's the matter with that?"

"Nothing" he sighed. "If you are okay with it, them it's fine"

I sigh and nod, ending the call and looking at the beach. Lily, my neighbor, wanted to go there and I ruined it. What a great way to start my vacation.

I opened the fridge and grabbed the first thing I found, going to the couch and looking at the wall while eating it. I really want to finish this day and go to bed, forget about what happened and start again.

But then I heard a strong noise, and a groan. And it came from the other side of the wall.

"Lily?" I frown, talking loud. Maybe she could hear me.

I heard her curse and I just got up, walking out of the apartment and going to her door.

When I helped her get inside her apartment after coming from the pharmacy I saw that she always leaves her door unlocked. She might trust the people from here to leave the door like that.

"Lily?" I called her again, standing on the frame of the front door.

"Bathroom" I heard her mumble.

I sigh and walk towards the bathroom, searching for the door of it. And then I saw her on the floor, naked and wrapped in a towel.

"Oh, eh…" I gasp looking around, trying to not look at her body. "What happened?"

"I tried to take a bath but I just fell" she sighed, tightening the towel around her. 

"Do you need help?" I sighed. I could feel how my cheeks were getting red.

"Logan…" she said, and then I heard her sigh defeated. "Please?"

"Okay… ehm…" I mumble looking at the ceiling. "You are naked under the towel, right?"

"Yeah" she sighed. "I mean, I have the bottom of the bikini. I fell trying to take it off…"

"Okay, good" I nodded, looking around and finding the top of the bikini. "Can you put it on so I can help you?"

I heard her groan a little and move, sitting on the floor. I reached the top, making sure I didn't look at her, and handed it to her, waiting until she told me she was ready.

"Alright" I nodded.

I looked at her, sitting on the floor. She had small tears in the corner of her eyes, some of them dry. I sighed and looked at the bath, it doesn't have water on it yet, so I opened the key and let the water run until it was warm, butting some shower gel to make sure it made bubbles.

"Did you hurt your hand with the fall?" I asked, kneeling in front of her. She nodded and I just sighed. "Let me see"

"It's okay, Logan… really" she sighed. "You can go back to your apartment"

"No" I frown. "Right now you need someone to help you, and I'm just a door away"

Why did I say that? 

"Come on, I'm sure you were busy" she protested. "Really, I'm fine. I can get up and then get in the bathtub on my own"

"God, let me help you, Lily" I sighed, tired of how stubborn she's acting. 

She sighed and groaned, giving up. 

"Yeah, I hurt my hand" she mumbled, showing it to me. The bandage that was wrapped around her arm to protect the wound she made after falling to the road had a little blood on it. "I think I opened the wound after falling…"

"It's okay" I nodded. "You have a first aid kit here, right? While you are on the bath relaxing I can change the bandage"

"But you don't have to stay here while I take the bath!" she protested, but the moment I looked at her she sighed. "Okay…"

I sigh and stop the water of the bathtub and look at her, picking her up and placing her on it, making sure that the foot with the bandage was held up at the edge of the bathtub. At the start she protested when I held her, saying that she could stand for herself, but it was clearly a way of telling me to stop helping her.

"Can I ask you something?" I said, changing the bandage and putting the cream the pharmacist gave her. 

"You are already doing it" she mumbled, groaning softly when I touched the wound.

"Hm, funny" I said sarcastically. "Anyway… why didn't you accept my help?"

She looked at me and sighed. I could feel her eyes scanning me, judging me. Maybe she knows that Logan is not my name. That I'm Lando Norris.

"I don't trust you" she said, shrugging her shoulders. "The only things I know about you is that you are my neighbor in this apartment complex, that you probably are British because of your accent, that your skills driving a scooter are horrendous and that you make good salads"

I looked at her and tried to not laugh. She might be the first person that thinks I cook well, or that at least I make something edible.

"I'm not that bad at driving a scooter" I said laughing softly after I finished wrapping the bandage on her hand. "I'm a good driver"

"A good driver? Let me doubt that" she laughed softly too.

I look at her and smile. Her laugh is cute, at least now the mood is not as tense as before. 

I looked at her while she looked away. Her skin is tanned, the kind of tan you get after going all days to the beach. Before she fell to the floor she put her hair on a hair lip that had the shape of a white flower, and the baby hairs of her nape were too short to be with the rest of her hair so now those strands were wet and stuck to her skin. The bikini she's wearing is blue, a color that goes well with her skin and her blue eyes. 

If someone told me she is a model I would have believed them.

"I'm from Bristol" I said, sitting on the floor, looking at her. "So yeah, I'm British. And I'm terrible at cooking"

"Makes sense" she nodded. "So you are terrible at driving a scooter and at cooking. What else?"

"I can't sing" I chuckle. "But I know how a DJ set up works"

"Interesting" she laughed. "So, what are you? Some kind of DJ that needs to be away and have a solo trip?"

Actually… it could work.

"Yeah, kinda" I chuckle nervously. "I'm new in that world and I want to discover my own style"

"Ah.. that's cool" she nodded, making me raise my eyebrow. "I'm serious! It's cool"

"Tell me about you, then" I said, nodding at her. "Where are you from? Because I can tell that you have a good English accent but you speak fluent Greek"

"I'm… British, too" she smiled weakly. "But I came here because I loved this country"

"I can tell, you have lots of books about Greece" I nodded, even more curious than before after I saw her weak smile.

"I studied ancient history and I always wanted to be here to live it in first person" she sighed, resting her head in the back of the bathtub. 

"And then I thought that you were like some of those girls obsessed with that Mamma Mia movie" I chuckled, trying to ease the mood. "You gave me those Donna vibes when I saw you"

"Who knows? Maybe I'll turn into her in a few years" she laughed softly. "I came here searching for a dream and I'm already living it…"

"That's good" I nodded, curious.

She smiled weakly and sighed, relaxing. I should go back to my apartment, but there's something that makes me want to stay and help her. Maybe it's the fact that I feel guilty, that she's like this because of my fault, because I crashed into her and she got injured.

"Why do you leave the front door unlocked?" I asked her, curious.

"Why not? I trust the people" she said, shrugging her shoulders and looking at me. "I don't have anything to hide or anything they can take from me. People are kind and I'm kind with them. I trust them"

"What if someone comes in the middle of the night to hurt you?" I frown, kinda worried.

"Well… now I don't have to worry anymore, right?" she said with a soft smile on her lips. "I have a neighbor with good hearing sense that would come here to help"

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The moment I said that I felt immediately stupid. I saw how he looked at me, trying to not laugh. Laugh at me, because of how ridiculous I was.

"I didn't mean to say that" I excused myself quickly, blushing and looking away.

"It's okay" he laughed. "It makes sense, I surprised myself of how quickly I came to help you"

I look at him and blush, laughing to hide the embarrassment. He was putting everything back in the first kit aid, his fingers moving around the things to place them correctly.

His hands are nice, with long fingers and a big palm. There are some bracelets on his wrists, some of them were orange and the other other yellow. 

"Eh… can you help me get out?" I asked, somehow shy. 

I know that the moment I'll get out of the water, things will happen. Like the bikini top wet and stuck to my breasts, all my body wet and then getting his clothes wet. That's why I didn't want his help, because things would turn back uncomfortable.

"Oh, yeah" he nodded, getting up.

Great, why are you so freaking kind? 

I took a deep breath and looked at him standing on the side of the bathtub. He was looking at me, waiting for me to move, but when I stayed still, he frowned.

"Well? You don't want to get out?" he frowned, confused.

"It will be awkward" I sighed. 

"It doesn't have to be" he said, and it just made me close my eyes, sighing heavier.

"Logan… my nipples are hard" I said, just to make him understand. "And my whole body is wet, if you help me get up I will make your clothes wet"

"O-oh…" he nodded, now understanding. "Okay… then I'll help you on another way"

I sighed, groaning. He really wants to help, no matter what? How can someone be so stubborn?

"Okay, try not to slip" he said.

I turned my head and saw him standing behind me, holding a towel with his hands. I sighed, really defeated, and rolly eyes.

"You win" I said. "Just… don't let me fall"

I heard him chuckle and then his hands were holding my arms, helping me get up without hurting me. He wrapped the towel around me and I just held it tighter once I was standing in the bathtub.

"Ready?" he asked, wrapping his arm on my back and getting ready to pick me up.

I nodded and then he picked me up, making me hold his shoulders and sigh. He sat me on the toilet and I just looked down, embarrassed.

"I promise this is the last time I take a bath with this thing on my foot" I groan.

"Just… don't hurt yourself again, Lily" he sighed. "You gave me a heart attack when I heard you fall"

I looked up at him and blushed. Okay, no, this can't be a crush. No, no. Get that idea out of your head, Lily.

"I'm sorry I disturbed you" I sighed. "It won't happen again"

"Don't worry" he chuckled. "Do you need help to go to bed?"

"I actually didn't want to go to bed" I said, holding the towel tighter and making sure it didn't fall. "But you can leave, really. I can do things on my own"

"You sure?" he frowned.

"Yeah, Logan. Don't worry" I said. "Good night"

He nodded and walked out, leaving me alone in the bathroom. 

This day can't get worse. There's no way it can't get worse.

I sighed, taking off the bikini and putting on clean clothes to finally feel comfortable. The crutches are my big enemy, but if I want to move around I have to wear them, even if I hate it.

I walked, as best as I could, and went to my art room. I needed to do something to take all my emotions of the day out of my mind. I need to take my frustrations out and forget about everything that happened today.

"Well…" I sighed, grabbing my notebook and some pencils after sitting on the chair.

I let the pencil work alone, connected with my brain. I wasn't paying attention, but when I saw what I was drawing I just gasped.

"No way…" I mumble.

The eyes.

His eyes.

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baby, i'm high octane (vi)

synopsis: nora goes home with jake.

pairings: jake seresin x nora rogers (oc)

warnings: very 18+, minors and ageless blogs dni, all of the usual warnings, swearing, explicit smut (oral sex, unprotected sex but with a discussion of birth control, multiple orgasms, dirty talk and praise, brief edging, crying, maybe overstimulation). (wc: 6.2K)

note: eventual smut is no longer eventual, everybody cheered 💙

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Nora half expects to wake up any minute now and realize all of this was a dream.

Jenna never called. Nora never poured her heart out in the parking lot of the Hard Deck. She never confessed anything. She never kissed him.

She'll wake up on Fourth of July – like a kind of cruel Groundhog Day – with a dull headache, disoriented and gorged on sleep, and a gnawing ache deep inside of her ribcage.

He must feel the same way – like at any second, Nora'll vanish in a puff of smoke, leaving nothing but sand and ocean breeze – because Jake can't seem to stop kissing her.

He presses his lips to her wrist on the drive home, skimming his nose along her pounding pulse until Nora shivers, breathing in the lingering scent of her perfume.

"You smell so good," Jake mumbles against her delicate skin. "What kind of perfume is that?"

"An expensive one," Nora answers, short on purpose, hoping to hide the breathy quiver in her voice. They're not even out of the car yet for Christ's sake.

"'S nice," Jake says softly. A smile brushes against her skin, and with cooling summer air on her cheeks, she shivers again.

And now, as Nora struggles to unlock her door, Jake's lips are warm and purposeful and and goddamn distracting on the slope of her shoulder, on the side of her neck, nudging the collar of her shirt aside and exposing more skin.

Her hands are shaking like Nora's had four cups of coffee, and as Jake hooks a deft finger through her belt loop and gently tugs her back into him, breath warm on her skin, pleasantly rough palm skimming underneath her shirt, Nora's head spins.

She's not even buzzed anymore, but Nora feels drunk on his warmth, on his skin on hers. A little out of breath. A little light headed.

Unexpectedly, Jake nips at a sensitive spot right below her ear, and Nora feels it like a shock, a zap of static electricity.

Surprised, Nora jerks and misses the lock, scratching a jagged line of paint from the door. She cringes.

No security deposit, at least.

"Son of a bitch."

"Need some help there, Hollywood?" Jake asks. Amusement is audible in his voice. So goddamn smug.

"Nope," Nora says quickly. "I've got it."

Jake chuckles against her neck. A rumble Nora feels down to her goddamn fingertips. Damn him.

Son of a bitch, once more for emphasis.

It's really all Nora can do not to let her head loll back on the strong line of his shoulder and let him press her up against the door in the periwinkle blue of the evening. Let him have her right here and right now.

And right – Nora reminds herself, drawing on her more logical side, shoving aside her hasn't-gotten-laid-in-several-months side – where anyone could come back and see them.

Gathering all of her willpower, Nora gently swats away the hand that's been absentmindedly fiddling with the button of her shorts and elbows him back. She grins at him over her shoulder. "Down, boy."

Grinning, Jake backs off.

Leaning against the railing – rusted and in some spots, flaking from endless exposure to ocean air and sun – Jake looks like a scolded schoolboy; one who’s doing his damndest to charm his way out of trouble, hands shoved deep in his denim pockets. Like, See? I'm keeping my hands to myself now. I'm on my best behavior.

For now, as promised by the liquid warmth in his eyes, volcanic pools of green.

She's sure Jake must be able to hear her heart practically pounding out of her chest, but finally, Nora catches the lock and nudges the door open with a lean of her shoulder.

She does a quick glance around the living room –  A camera sits on the coffee table, next to the day old coffee that Nora had been nursing late last night and definitely meant to pour out this morning. Notes are scattered across her laptop. – all but pushes him down the hall. 

Once in the bedroom, Nora switches on the AC.

Cool air spills into the room, which is uncomfortably warm from an afternoon's worth of sun beaming in from the window, with a quiet hum, and Nora feels a little less on edge.

It's not as quiet with the AC on, not as still.

Even so, Nora has the strangest urge to whisper.

She clears the cobwebs from her throat. "Give me a minute?"

Jake nods. "Sure."

He closes the door behind him with a click that seems to echo.

She swallows and is sure Jake must be able to hear that too. 

Everyone else is out for the night. No one'll come knocking. It's just them. Just them. 

“I’ll… I’ll just be a minute,” Nora repeats. You said that already. 

His lips twitch, but for once, Jake is merciful enough not to comment. 

“I’ll be here,” Jake replies evenly, calm and sure.

She ducks into the bathroom and closes the door.

Dropping one of her hands to the side of the sink, Nora blows out a long breath. Fans her blushing cheeks.

This is happening. This is really happening.

She's not nervous, not about this part, not really.

Everything at the Hard Deck was so vivid and intense and real. She was so open with him. So unguarded. Like Nora handed him her heart, still bloodied and beating, and an instruction manual on how to break it with his bare hands. He's already seen more of her than Nora's been willing to share with anyone in a long time now.

Well...

Anyone who isn’t a licensed professional, and even then, Nora ghosted her last therapist. Avoidant attachment? Please. 

And really, what is this kind of intimacy in comparison?

There's just an eerie sense of inevitability in... this, in them.

Like she is playing out something which has already happened, will always happen. Like she could've done everything differently and still, ended up right here. Right here with Jake.

It's not a bad feeling, more of a disconcerting one.

She washes her hands, and remembering Jake's compliments, does a quick reapplication of perfume, dabbing across her pulse points, crisp greens and soft florals.

Nora splashes cold water on her face, across the back of her neck, and checks her reflection.

Her eyes are bright and blue and filled with something like giddiness.

"This is happening," Nora whispers, hushed so Jake won't hear her in the other room. "This is happening."

She smiles.

And when Nora returns, Jake is sitting on the edge of the bed.

He must've kicked off his shoes somewhere in the living room because Jake is barefoot, ankle resting on the denim of his opposite knee. He is holding a book Nora recognizes from her nightstand, reading the back cover with a slight dip between his brows.

Nora pads over and leans against the dresser on the wall across from her bed. Her arms are crossed over her Springsteen shirt as Nora watches him, hand rising to press against her lips.

"Snooping?"

His mouth kicks up in the corners, dimpling his cheeks, but Jake doesn't immediately look up.

"Just lookin' around," Jake explains. "You can be kinda hard to read sometimes."

She glances around.

She hasn't had much time to decorate, but Nora always adds a few personal touches. A silk pillowcase. A bedside of well-worn paperbacks. A half-burned candle from Diptyque. Flowers. She wonders what Jake sees of her here.

Aiming for casual, Nora asks, "Oh? Learn anything?"

His gaze flashes up to meet hers, vaguely amused, like Jake knows Nora is fishing.

"Oh, wouldn't you like to know?"

Jake leans across the bed and deposits the book back on the nightstands, losing interest now that Nora is back in the room, apparently. She feels the weight of his full attention. It’s kind of exhilarating. 

His crossed ankle drops so Jake is resting both of his feet on the floor. He crooks a finger at her and pats his muscular thigh.

"C'mere, sweetheart."

His voice is so deep, deep enough to dive in, and Jake looks so handsome, sprawled on the edge of her bed, glimmering and gold. He looks like a daydream.

Still, Nora stands her ground.

A small smile blossoms across her features, against her fingers, and Nora slowly shakes her head.

He cocks a brow. "Are we at an impasse? Is this a good ol’ fashioned standoff?” 

“Not at all,” she drawls, cool and calm. "You could come over here."

And pulse racing, Nora slips her shirt over her head and drops it on the floor.

She stands in front of him in her cut-off shorts and her pale blue cowboy boots and a lace bra, which is almost the exact same shade, and Jake scrapes a hand down his face, expression open and raw, near pained.

“Fuck me,” Jake breathes. A kind of awe in his voice. “You’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.” 

Her lips curve coyly. "I sure hope not."

Jake smirks, watching her with half-lidded eyes, almost hoarse with unbridled desire. "Why? You got big plans for me?"

“Why don’t you come over here and find out, cowboy?”

And mimicking him, Nora crooks a polished finger at him. 

She really expects him to spar with her a little longer, but Jake rises so quickly that Nora knocks back into the dresser. Her elbow bangs into a bottle of hair spray, sending it spinning. She barely notices.

Because Jake grabs her around the waist and lifts her up. Her dresser is about the same height as one of her kitchen counters, which is the exact right height for him to set her on top and settle between her parted legs.

Jake cups her hip with a warm palm, spreading his fingers, touching as much bare skin as possible. His index finger skims across the band of her bra, and Nora leans her head back to hold his gaze.

"Gonna let me in on these plans of yours, sweetheart?" Jake asks, stroking all the while, ever so lightly, ever so slowly.

Teeth sinking into her bottom lip, Nora shakes her head. 

“You wanna hear my plans then?” Jake drawls. His hand is burning warm on her side, and Nora claws at his bicep – looking for something to hold onto, something grounding. Muscles flex beneath her fingers.

He waits for her to nod before Jake leans in and, warm lips pressed against her ear, rasps, "Just wanna make you come so hard you cry, Hollywood."

Fuck.

Fuck.

Her breath hitches, and Jake grins lazily against the side of her neck. He draws back, nipping her earlobe on his way, gaze darting back and forth as Nora licks her suddenly chapped lips.

"Just that, huh?" Nora asks. She hardly recognizes her own voice.

“Just that,” Jake murmurs and smirking, kisses her again.

A deep and deeply thorough kiss. 

Has Nora ever been kissed like this before? He kisses her with a consuming and devouring passion, like Jake could never be close enough. He'll always want to be closer, always want more.

She holds onto him because otherwise, Nora might actually collapse. She might slide from the dresser and melt into a puddle right here in the carpeted bedroom of her rented – and not even really, rented – apartment, and Mr. Clean himself will never be able to get out the stain.

Her arms wind around his strong neck as Nora sighs against his open mouth, greedily carding her fingers through his hair – which is as soft as she had ever dared imagine – and Jake swallows the sound with a ragged groan, tongue sliding across the seam of her lips and into her mouth.  

He catches the end of her braid between his fingers and slowly pulls until the elastic comes loose with a snap, and Nora's hair spills like sunshine over her shoulders, across his open palm.

Loose strands wind around his fingers, around the hand settling on the side of her neck and stroking across the underside of her jaw; coaxing her chin up, coaxing her mouth open for him. 

He is so broad between her legs, and Nora runs her hands across his wide back and strong shoulders, searching for golden skin to run her hands over. She wants to swallow him whole. She wants him in her veins. 

Linen is stiff between her fingers as Nora grasps at his collar, almost hanging off of him, desperate and wanting, and Jake catches on quick. 

Not quick enough. 

Because as Jake starts to draw back, reaching for the buttons, Nora yanks hard.

A surprised curse escapes him, and Jake lurches forward, hands slapping on the surface of the flimsy dresser, which rocks under her and knocks into the wall.

Nora grabs at his shoulder with an alarmed laugh, and Jake's chuckle fans across her collarbone.

"Hold on."

He picks her up again, legs wrapped around his hips, and sweeps her from the dresser. She collapses on the bed, breathless with laughter, an embarrassingly wide smile on her face, and Jake follows her down.

"Someone's eager," Jake teases.

She reaches down and runs her palm across his zipper, barely pressing down and smirks when Jake almost shudders and pushes into her hand.

"Yeah," Nora drawls back. "Someone is."

Jake brushes her hair aside and sucks a bruise into a hollow bellow her ear, right on the edge of where Nora'll be able to cover with her hair. A kind of gentle retaliation.

Her laugh becomes a breathless moan, pitching louder as Jake cups her neck with his wide palm.

"That's a pretty sound, darling," Jake rasps. His fingers pluck at the sheer band of her bra. "This is damn pretty too. You plan this or something?" He nudges her head back with his nose and mouths at the hinge of her jaw, mouth warm and wet and heady.

"Just like the color is all." Nora pauses. "But I have thought about this before."

He is all smugness. “Yeah? How much?” 

She rolls her eyes. “I’m so not stroking your ego right now. Take your damn shirt off.” 

He grins.

She pushes up on her elbows, watching as Jake stands and makes quick work of the buttons. He shrugs the shirt from his shoulders, which lands in a wrinkle pile on the floor.

And goddamn, Jake looks good without a shirt on. 

She knew this, of course. She’s seen him without a shirt on before.

She's always been careful to avert her eyes before, careful not to look too hard or for too long. 

She doesn’t have to be careful here. She can look her fill.

He is so… big, all corded muscle and golden skin and a light dusting of fine hair, leading down his chest and disappearing beneath the black waistband of his boxers, which peek out from the denim. 

She’s not sure if she wants to punch him or herself. 

Nora leans in and presses a lingering kiss to the center of his chest, looking up at him from under her lashes, and Jake shivers, heart pounding under her lips. 

And Nora carefully winds her fingers around the chain around his neck and pulls him back down.

As Jake hovers over her, Nora starts to kick her boots off, but Jake's hand wraps around her calf, smoothing over her skin with his fingers, pleasantly digging into the muscle.

She raises her eyebrows, and Jake presses a kiss to the hollow of her clavicle, unhurried and careful and convincing. He hums, “Keep ‘em on.” 

Her mouth drops open, but really, is Nora so surprised? “I’m not keeping them on.” 

And Jake looks so crestfallen that Nora laughs. His eyes warm at the sound.

Still, Jake asks, “Why not?” 

“Because I don’t want them on my sheets. I have to sleep on – Jake!” 

Jake pulls her to the edge of the mattress in one smooth motion, hitching her legs around his hips. His grin is downright devilish. “They’re not touching the sheets, Hollywood. Problem solved.” 

She opens her mouth to argue more, but Jake silences her with a slow and sensual kiss between her breasts. He moves over a few inches and sucks, peaking her nipple through the sheer lace of her bra, and Nora arches into him with a gasp.

Her boots are long forgotten now.

"Jesus, Jake."

She squirms under him, and Jake holds her down with his weight, with a firm press of his hand, spread wide over her shaking stomach.

She's long past a struck match now. She's the one who's been doused in gasoline.

"You're so beautiful," Jake murmurs.

He licks at the lace, a shade of denim blue under his attention, in no rush to slip it from her shoulders, and meanwhile, Nora is coming out of her skin. She needs more, so much more.

"Can you..."

He sucks on the lace, cheeks hollowing, and Nora's question blows away like sand.

"Can I? Can I what?" Jake prompts.

He slips a hand under the cup of her bra and rolls her pebbled nipple between his fingers. Tease. She bends into him, a desperate sound bubbling up and spilling from her lips, and Jake grins.

“Ah, sweetheart, was there something else you wanted?” 

She goes to pull him closer, winding her fingers through his hair, but Jake doesn't budge.

His grin widens. "Ask me nicely, sweetheart. What do you want?” 

She glares at him. "I want your mouth."

"You've already got my mouth, darling. Here?"

He slides her bra aside and kisses her breast, licking and sucking, mouth hot and wet on her skin.

She shakes her head.

"Be specific," Jake commands. "Where do you want my mouth?"

But Nora can’t be specific. She just wants. 

“Everywhere,” Nora breathes.

She shouldn’t have said that. She really shouldn’t have said that because now, Jake is looking at her like he wants to devour her; to pull her on like a loose thread and see how long she needs to unravel.

Like Nora is a four course meal and Jake hasn’t eaten in a week. 

A muscular thigh slots in between her legs and presses up and up and god, up against the aching spot between her legs, and Nora shivers beneath him. He flicks open the button of her cut-offs with a practiced ease and slides them down her legs. She kicks them off.

Another wrinkled mess to clean up in the morning.

“Think I might want to make you beg a little bit,” Jake muses, scraping his calloused palms over the backs of her naked thighs. He leans down and presses a chaste, barely there kiss on her hipbone, lips curling when Nora shudders underneath him. Asshole. “Say please for me, would you, sweetheart?” 

“Oh, not a chance.” 

He looks delighted.

“And what if I said please?”

His lips drag across her skin, warm and damp and purposeful, as Jake brushes the lace edge of her pale blue panties on his way over the opposite hip, pressing another kiss there, one that lingers.

“What if I said I really, really wanna to hear you?” 

Damn damn damn.

Cheeks warm, Nora counters, “You better make it good then,” with a daring smile that makes Jake grin from ear to ear, all gleaming white teeth and dimples, carved into his cheeks like marble.

“Yes, ma’am,” Jake drawls.

And holding her gaze, Jake rises from the edge of the mattress and sinks down on his knees. He lowers her legs over his broad shoulders, boots and all.

His lips brush over the small bandage that covers the scrape on her knee, and overcome, Nora lets out a shaky sigh.

"So goddamn beautiful," Jake swears, warm breath scraping over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "So wet, darling. All for me?"

Jake finds the damp spot in the center of her panties and presses in with his knuckle. She's so wet his bent finger slides across the lace with an obscene sound.

A delicious tease. A mere preview.

A needy sound is out of her mouth before Nora can stop herself, and Jake pauses.

"Oh? Did you want something?" Jake asks with an edge of mocking.

"You're such... ah, an asshole."

"You like when I'm a little bit of an asshole," Jake murmurs, eyes gleaming.

It’s not a question. He doesn’t need an answer. He already knows.

And Jake pulls her panties to the side and opens his mouth against her wet cunt.

God. His tongue.

A sort of whimper catches on the rough edges of her throat, and Jake's answering chuckle blows across her exposed core.

“Everything okay?” 

So goddamn smug. 

He sounds so damn pleased with himself. Self-satisfaction oozes from his tone, and Nora is starting to understand what Jake meant about being smug later. He’s good at this, at all of this, like so infuriatingly good. She kind of hates him. 

“I don’t like you anymore.” 

“Liar,” Jake says and leans back in. 

He licks her open with a moan, a deep and deeply satisfied sound, rich and rough, like Jake is the one who's getting the most pleasure out of this. He works her open with a finger, then another, laving over her with broad and eager strokes of his tongue.

He's almost greedy in his licks, bringing her to the edge and right when Nora is clenching around his broad fingers, legs quaking on his shoulders, boots digging into his bare back – Jake pulls back.

He smears a wet kiss across her inner thigh and starts all over again, parting her with his fingers and spearing her open with his clever tongue.

She sucks in a breath that sounds like his name, desperate and wanting, biting down hard on her lower lip, brow drawn.

"Jake..."

"Come on, sweetheart," Jake hums the words against her, practically licks them into her. "I wanna hear you. Please, can I hear you?"

She's so close so close so – 

He eases back again, right as Nora is starting to feel fuzzy all over, and Nora almost cries. She grabs at his shoulder, at his hair.

"Please," Nora gasps. "Please, Jake, please."

He exhales a pleased sound against her cunt, breathing fanning across her, making her shiver and making her cant closer to his mouth, desperate for his tongue again.

He curls his fingers inside of her. Just so. Just enough.

"So good for me, darling, sweetheart. So perfect."

And Jake kisses her clit, winding his tongue around the neglected bundle of nerves, and Nora comes with a gasp, crumpling the sheets between her fingers.

She catches her breath as Jake licks her clean, murmuring sweet praises against her skin, bottom half of his face glistening with saliva and her.

Just so sweet and god, like heaven, sweetheart and so good for me again.

Pushing up on her elbows, Nora is panting. "I wanna be on top."

Jake kind of chokes on a laugh. “‘Course you do.” 

Her panties are eased down her legs, but Jake doesn't move from between them; if anything, Jake spreads them wider, pinning her open with his shoulders, pinning her down with a steadying hand on her pelvic bone.

"Jake..."

It’s closer to a whine than Nora would’ve liked. 

"Just a second, sweetheart," Jake soothes, words an unhurried drawl. His rough palms run over her quivering legs and back again. "Now I've been thinking about these pretty legs in those goddamn boots all night. I'm not quite done down here. Need one more from you."

His warm breath ghosts across the apex of her thighs, open and dripping for him. "You've got one more for me, don't'cha?

He regards her with a wide and leonine grin, a knowing grin.

"Yes," Nora whispers.

Jake rewards her with a bruise sucked into the inside of her thigh; a gentle but firm press of his canines; a flick of his tongue over the sore patch. "Good."

And as Jake spreads her open and presses in with his mouth and his tongue, savoring her like a lavish dessert, Nora slumps back on the rumpled sheets, hair fanning out around her like a golden halo. Her mouth opens in a soft gasp as Jake drags her back under. 

Late evening still pours through the window, casting the whole room in a golden glow, a dreamlike haze.

Everything feels more intimate somehow.

It's not a rushed press of hands and mouths in the darkness, desperate to keep quiet in the quiet of the night. It's a slow exploration – or at least, as slow as either of them can stand. It’s feverish and leisurely and intoxicating. No one’s in a rush. 

As Nora steadies her breathing, recovering from a brain-melting-out-of-her-ears orgasm, Jake eases her boots and her socks from her feet. He kisses her ankle, kisses the hollow behind her knee, cheek scraping against her skin.

Standing, Jake reaches for his belt buckle. His mouth shines in the waning light, eyes slanted and warm. He loosens his buckle one-handed and in one smooth motion, drops his blue jeans, leaving him in his black boxers.

He stands in front of her, straining against the fabric, and Nora’s mouth actually waters.

She kneels on the edge of the mattress and eases the elastic down until Jake’s cock is revealed, hard and proud and beautiful. Her lips part in an admiring exhale, and Jake chuckles, stroking her cheek with the side of his thumb. 

His amusement is short-lived.

It becomes something darker, richer as Nora wets her fingers with her tongue and wraps them around his cock and strokes him once and again. A bead of pre-cum catches on her thumb as Nora runs it across the slick head of his cock.

Looking up at him, Nora sucks it from her finger, and Jake’s chest heaves with a ragged exhale.

A strained curse escapes him. “Shit.” 

Nora smirks, and Jake sucks in a deep breath.

She doesn’t do more than press a glancing kiss to the mole below his v-line; do more than lick at the underside of his cock; do more than let out a satisfied exhale at the weight of him on her tongue, eyes fluttering closed, before Nora pulls back.

Her voice lowers into something honeyed, something teasing. “Say please for me, cowboy?” 

Then, Nora is on her back in the middle of the mattress. 

Jake looms over her, breathing hard, chest heaving and flushed; coarse hair brushing against her breasts.

"As much as I've been fantasizing about your mouth..." He runs his thumb across her glistening lips, and Nora can’t stop herself from kissing the pad of his finger. “... I really want to fuck you right now. How’s that sound to you?” 

Good. So good.

But Nora can’t pass up an opportunity to be a little smug.

“What’s wrong?” Nora asks. "Afraid of embarrassing yourself?"

"Yes," Jake says. "I'm so fucking worked up right now I'll come in about six seconds with your mouth on me. And right now, I don't wanna come before I've had a chance to feel you coming around my cock."

His earnestness is so goddamn sexy that Nora loses her breath for a second. "We can probably make that work."

He smirks. “Thought so.” 

Jake stretches out on the mattress, rearranging the pillows with one hand and reaching for her with the other. He draws her in until Nora is in his lap, her hands braced on his massive shoulders, running over his muscles. 

“Condom?” Jake asks. He runs a hand over the length of her spine until Nora arches into him with a sigh. He palms at her ass and ducks his head to mouth at her breasts, sucking and licking and nibbling. She'll have marks in the morning for sure. He's a biter.

"I have an IUD. And I'm clean."

"I'm clean," Jake mumbles against her collarbone. "I haven't been with anyone since I met you."

She freezes, and mistaking it for discomfort, Jake lifts his head.

"We can still use one," Jake offers. She can read his sincerity in his eyes. "I've probably got one in my wallet or something."

“It’s… not that.” Nora shakes her head. “It’s… No one? Really?” 

As Jake shrugs, Nora’s arms rise and fall with the motion.

“No one.” Jake brushes a strand of hair from her face, resting his palm on her nape. “Just you.” 

Chest pinching, Nora grasps his neck and kisses him hard, almost bruising.

He makes a low sound against her mouth, and as Nora wraps her hand around his cock again, squeezing his length ever so slightly, Jake moans. He wraps his hand around hers, guiding her to run his head across her dripping entrance.

Jake slicks his cock with her arousal, coating himself in her wetness with hard and quick motions, and starts to press in.  

Her legs shake as Nora sinks down on him, slow. God

She bites her lip at the delicious searing stretch of him. God.

Nora gets halfway down, mouth falling open, and and Jake swears under his breath. A reverent sound. He says it like a Sunday school prayer.

"Goddamn, sweetheart." Jake kisses her sloping shoulder, her slack jaw, her open mouth. "You feel so good. You're so.... You're so fucking perfect. Jesus Christ."

She braces her hands on his shoulders, on his bulging arms, and eases down – slow, one inch at a time, and when Jake is finally – blessedly – seated inside of her, Nora can feel a prickle of sweat at her brow. 

She moves, almost like a reflex, desperate for friction, desperate for more, but Nora's barely moved when Jake seizes her hips, pressing in, and holds her in place. She's pinned open, knees spread wide, denting the sheets on either side of his massive and muscular thighs, and full, so goddamn full.

Her brow pinches in frustration, and Nora rocks down experimentally, but Jake firms his grip. He stills her movements.

Her brow wrinkles, and Nora rocks down experimentally, but Jake firms his grip and stills her movements.

"Jake," Nora complains or maybe, pleads. She doesn't even know anymore.

All Nora knows is that Jake is so big. 

"Ah, darling. Let me savor this for a second," Jake croons, brushing her hair back from her damp forehead. His voice sounds strained around the edges, which is no small satisfaction. He's as affected as Nora.

And when Jake moves, finally, Jake starts slow. He savors again.

He holds her hips and guides her up and back down. He pushes in so deep and so slow Nora can't help but feel like Jake is punishing her somehow. He is making her feel every inch of him. His pace is downright excruciating.

She needs more. She needs needs needs.

He handed her an ace earlier, and Nora reaches for it now. 

She licks at his neck, a broad stroke of her tongue across his sweaty skin, and whispers, “Please, Jake,” hot against the shell of his ear. She nibbles at his earlobe. "Please."

Jake bucks up into her. A gasp punches from her chest, and Nora digs her nails into his shoulders.

 “Please what?”

Nora can hear the smirk in his voice. She doesn’t care. 

“Fuck me. Fuck me until I cry. Please."

It’s like Jake was waiting for those words. 

He fucks up into her at a near brutal pace. Rocks her down on him in hard and delicious and delirious strokes until Nora is gasping against his shoulder.

And Jake runs his mouth.

"Look at you, sweetheart," Jake drawls. He sounds so in awe and so unbearably smug. How is it even possible to be both? "Those're some pretty sounds you're making for me right now. How's it feel? How's that cock you begged for feel?"

Fuck. She clenches around him. 

A wide grin stretches across his face, and Nora wants to kill him. She never wants to be anywhere other than right here. 

“You’re… ah, talking too much. You’re ruining it.” 

She’s such a liar. 

"S'that right? You don't wanna hear about..." Jake rolls his hips and hits a spot deep inside of her that makes her keen. His smirk widens. “How much I fucking love the way you feel around my cock, so goddamn good?"

"How pretty you looked when you were coming all over my face, making the prettiest sounds? How wet you got for me? How gorgeous you look right now?" He seems to notch in deeper with every word until Nora is almost boneless against him. "You sure about that, sweetheart?"

She doesn’t answer. She doesn’t feel capable of answering.

His lips glance over her cheekbone, smoothing and mocking in equal measures, and mouth over to her ear. Jake rasps, "Well, by all means, sweetheart, shut me up."

Nora draws in a steadying breath. And pushes him back into the pillows.

“There’s my girl,” Jake murmurs in his melted brown sugar voice, hoarse with desire, and Nora damn near melts. 

Instead, Nora plants her hands on his chest and rides him, determined.

She rises up and sinks back down in a sudden motion, knocking the breath out of both of them. She rocks down on him, clenching and squeezing, until Jake is the one who is ragged and uneven and desperate. He grows sloppier, kissing her shoulder, open-mouthed and moaning. 

“God, Nora,” Jake groans, a rough sound, and Nora will never forget the wrecked sound of her name on his lips. No one else should ever say her name.

She kisses him.

And kisses him and kisses him and gasps and moans into his mouth as Jake holds her hips hard enough to bruise and circles her clit with precise and delicious circles. A shock of arousal pulls in the pit of her stomach with every deliberate caress. 

“Come for me. Come around my cock. Need to feel you come around my cock,” Jake urges in a strangled rush of breath. He must be close. “Please.” 

Nora comes with a soundless moan. She sobs his name into his shoulder, biting down, moisture spilling down her flushed cheeks, scratching down his back.

And soon after, Jake has her on her back on the bed, pinning her knees open and plunging in deep until Jake follows her over the edge and spills inside of her with one last groan.

After, Jake pulls on his boxers and gets them both a glass of water and fetches her a damp washcloth. She pushes it aside with a languid smile and drags herself out of bed to use the bathroom. She doesn’t want an infection. 

Indigo shadows grow long in the room, bruises of the night, as Nora lies across the bed, arms crossed underneath her head, chest resting on her forearm, watching him. He drags his fingers down the length of her spine, drawing invisible patterns. She feels content and warm.

And Jake is gazing at her in this intense way, eyes deep and green and smoldering.

He is gazing at her like gaze is a diminutive of stargaze, not another word for look; like she is a whole night sky, unraveled and wide and open before him, and Jake's determined to map out every last constellation, commit them to memory.

She wonders if he has always looked at her kind of like this; like he's afraid to look away.

“Go on a date with me,” Jake murmurs.

She blinks, lashes skimming her cheeks. Her voice is a kind of drowsy hoarse. “Hm. Where?” 

A small smile pulls at his mouth. “Let’s see. You already turned me down for what? Dinner and coffee? What else’ve I got left?” 

She grins against her arm. “Breakfast. Lunch.” 

“Breakfast,” Jake repeats. “I make a mean pancake.” 

“Do you?” 

“I do,” Jake promises, solemn, a hand-over-heart level of seriousness. “Family recipe.” 

“I don’t even think I have the ingredients for pancakes in the kitchen,” Nora admits.

He coasts his knuckles across her back, over her shoulder and back, and Nora closes her eyes, relaxed.

“I know a good diner,” Jake offers, voice low and rasping. “They’ve got coffee.” She opens her mouth. “And non-dairy milk.” She closes it again, pressing her lips together in a half smile and squinting her eyes open.

“And is this magical diner your apartment?” 

He laughs. A real eye-crinkling laugh.

“No, smart ass, it's a real diner on Orange."

"Shame. I kind of wanted to see your apartment," Nora says, rolling over and stretching her arms above her head. "You've seen mine. It's only fair."

"Careful..." Jake warns. He closes the distance between them, wrapping an arm around her side, pulling her close. "If I get you in my bed, I might wanna try and keep you there."

"Well...." Nora winds her leg around his hip to pull him closer. He grows harder against her leg, already leaking. "You can definitely try."

Her lips curve, and Jake grins.

And as Jake rolls her under him, hands skimming up her sides, and pushes inside of her again, Nora catches a glimpse in the distance over his shoulder. A firework sailing upwards and bursting open in a shower of sparks, wide and beautiful, across indigo skies. 

end note: wowwowwow it's been a good 33,000 words of build up so i really hope i did them justice 🤍 likes are always appreciated, but comments and reblogs make my whole day. i love hearing from y'all.

read the next chapter here!

#will probably need to proofread again in the morning #but i wanted to post her asap #also only one more chapter ?!?! #stop i'm emotional #jake seresin fic #jake seresin x oc #jake seresin x nora rogers #hangman x oc #hangman fic #hangman smut #jake seresin smut #fic: baby i'm high octane #laracrofted writes

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ SometimesAnAlice Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

@sometimesanalice's Rewind has landed! I have to give kudos for the commentary; I enjoyed reading it immensely! Plus, this peak hype person energy, and I am here for it!

While we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love! And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

Let's keep this going throughout the summer, so if you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me. The more, the merrier!

If you want to know when a new Rewind drops, join the tag list, and check out previous Rewinds!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

baby, i’m high octane, Jake Seresin, @laracrofted I could write papers and sing songs about how much I love this series. I refuse to remain calm about it because it is so devastatingly good. Ames has such a stunning way with words, I am always so immersed and transported and blown away by her work. There are lines in her stories that just stick with me for days and parts that I think about endlessly. (I’m also delicate about Delicate, do not get me started!) But BIHO is in a league of its own. Nora is an OC who you instantly love and root for right from the very first chapter. There is something so special about the way Jake is written in this story, the layer of depth he has is so compelling to me. And it has been such a treat going on the journey with them as they find their way to each other in the dreamiest of slowburns. Add this to the top of your TBR pile, you won’t be sorry!

can't unfeel that, Jake Seresin, @theharddeck I think about this fic A LOT. The yearning and pining and emotional intimacy is so deliciously angsty as these friends-with-benefits fight the deeper feelings they’re developing without knowing the other person is feeling the exact same way. Sana does an incredible job building the tension and exploring the dynamics between these two as they try (and fail) to keep it casual. It’s bittersweet, it’s juicy, it’s unforgettable. And fair warning, the smut in this will send you into a tizzy. 

Government Issued, Bradley Bradshaw, @bradshawsbaby I love this trope so much, I get such a kick out of the idea that people are out there getting fined for “defacing Naval property”, but this one in particular is so much fun! There is a lovely sense of domesticity that makes this such a cozy, fluffy story to read. However, it’s the build up and the banter that never ceases to amuse me! I love to revisit when I need a good laugh.

Jealousy, Bradley Bradshaw, @gretagerwigsmuse I am the self appointed president of the Smart Aleck and Bradley fan club. These two have had me in a chokehold since the moment I read them and they haven’t let go of me since. I had such a hard time picking which to highlight for this because I love and reread so many (sending all my love to skyrockets in flight, afternoon delight). No one breaks my heart and puts it back together or makes me yearn and pine or giggle and blush like these two. They are my favorites and I’m so thankful for them because their story is so special. The care and attention to detail that Jordan puts into her fics is just unmatched. But there is something about Coach Dadley Dadshaw that just warms my heart in the best way. I love getting to see the sweet glimpses into the future and lovely life that these two get to build together, I’m truly so soft over it. This story in particular gets me with Dadley!Bradley, Jealous!Bradley, and all the witty banter that Jordan writes so well! It has got it all: fluffy feels, humor, and a dash of smutty goodness!

Mighty Fine, Bradley Bradshaw, @thebirdandthebee The way this fic gets me grinning and buzzing every time I read it! The fluffy, smutty adrenaline rush of it all! I have so much love for the smitten Rooster in this story! He is so gone and so soft for the OC Caroline, who is an absolute firecracker. The build up is such a fun one that you can’t help but cheer for him when he finally gets his girl!

No Sex with the Ex, Bradley Bradshaw, @tongue-like-a-razor  Lena has so many stories on her masterlist that I go back to again and again and again (shout out to The Zipper Incident and Faking It and Less Talk). She is the QUEEN of tension and electric, witty banter. They always read so effortlessly and I am constantly left in awe at the finesse of her storytelling! I always find myself swooning, and laughing, and yearning when I read her stories! There are so many things I love about this in particular from the Hangster bromance to the jealous!bradley to the pining of it all! No matter how many times I read it, I still get a little thrill from it!

Red Flags, Green Flags, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme There’s a reason this story has 4K+ notes on it: it’s fun, it’s flirty, it’s perfect! "Are you asking me on a date while I'm technically still on a date with Jake?" you asked him with a grin.//"Oh, your date with Jake ended a good thirty minutes ago," he informed you with a very serious look. "Now you're on a first date with me. You having fun?"-- NEED I SAY MORE? Your honor, I rest my case.

Tuesday Night (prequel to Not A Coincidence), Bradley Bradshaw, @sehnsuchts-trunken There is nothing more that I love than a slow burn and some good old fashioned mutual pining, and this little duology has it in spades! Mary’s Reader is so quippy and sarcastic, the banter always gets me laughing. The tension and chemistry is so palpable in these fics, you can’t help but be greedy about wanting to read more! And it doesn’t hurt that Rooster is just so swoon worthy. 

Untitled childhood Bradley series, Bradley Bradshaw, @the-ace-with-spades I have read a lot of angsty stories that hit me in the feels, but nothing has quite ruined me emotionally like this series has. This universe where after Carole’s death Bradley goes to live with Mav and Ice, as he tries to figure out where he fits in this new family is absolutely gut wrenching in the best way. There have been times where it was so hard to read because I was blinded by the tears in my eyes. The way it makes my heart ache! It’s still a work in progress, but I am so hopeful for a soft landing. 

You Don’t Get to Taste the Honey Without the Sting of the Bee, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw No list is complete without something from Cass! There are so many that I debated picking (g.u.y, the boyfriend experience, the 1%), but the angst in this one just sticks to my ribs and I think about it often. When Cass leans into the angst, she really LEANS into it and this one hurts so good. Bradley is so realistically flawed in a way that makes you want to shake him for being so blasé to his partner’s feelings. I love the way Reader sticks up for herself and I ache for her in the way her partner is the source of her pain. It’s complicated and messy and real and I love it. Hit me in the feels and I will come back for more, and Cass keeps me coming back for more!

Creator's Own

Give Me Your Hand {Here is My Heart} (2-part Series) The ‘Like I Can’ series is something that took on a life of its own. What was supposed to be a little one shot turned into a three part series that turned into a universe of its own that takes up half of my masterlist. I love writing for these two, but I am really partial to this little mini-series that explores their relationship and builds up to their first time together. I think there are some fun moments, but also some tender and emotional ones as they take that final step from being just friends to being something more. Next from me will be Vol. 2 to Leave a Light On!

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @Sagittarius-Lovewitch @mygyn @sweetwhispersofchaos @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @dingochef @moon42flight @thecitysgraveyard @ereardon @roosterforme @cherrycola27 @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner 

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

#tgm be kind rewind #sometimesanalice #top gun maverick #top gun #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #hangman #rooster x reader #tgm fic rec

[choicesjanuary2024]

MASTERLIST || WELCOME || PROMPTS || RULES || HOST

Listed in alphabetical order by artist name. If I missed adding one on this list, or missed reblogging, please let me know.

@aallotarenunelma

Chronicles of a Crimson Summer 11 (ID Fic & Edit, Cas x MC)

Songs that describe my pairings (ID & It Lives Songs)

@dutifullynuttywitch

Starlit night (WtD Fic, Troy x MC)

@inlocusmads

chosen family (CoP Fic, Trystan)

hello, goodbye ~ jimmy rose (CoP Fic, Jimmy)

laplace’s angel (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

meeting at a crosswalk (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

slam poetry (MAH Fic, Stevie x MC)

@jerzwriter

A Different Fate - Final Chapter (OPH Fic, Ethan x MC)

A Little Mess (OPH Edit, Tobias x MC)

A New Perspective (OPH Fic, Tobias x MC)

A Tipsy Winter Tale (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Clucking Amazing (OPH Edit, Ethan x MC)

Different Destinations (OPH Fic, Tobias x MC)

If the hat fits… (CoP Fic & Art Commission, Trystan x MC)

It Always Starts Somewhere…. (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Pen-sive (OPH Fic, Ethan x MC)

Pietro & Azul (OPH Fic, Tobias x MC)

Stress Reduction (OPH Fic, Tobias x MC)

The Morning (WtD Fic, Eli x MC)

Trystan’s 2023 Holiday Recap (CoP Edit, Trystan x MC)

Twenty-Five (WTD Fic, Troy & MC)

@ladylamrian

A Prince for the Holidays (Blades Fic, Aerin x MC)

His Barbie, Her Ken (Nightbound Fic, Nik x MC)

Loyal to be Royal (Nightbound Fic, Nik x MC, Garrus x MC)

@liaromancewriter

Daddy’s Girl (OPH Fic, Ethan x MC)

Making It Work (OPH Edit, Ethan x MC)

Miami Nights: Before and After (OPH Edit, Ethan x MC)

New Year Wishes (OPH Fic, Ethan x MC)

Whatever It Takes (OPH Edit, Ethan x MC)

@lilyoffandoms

Alex as the Winter Princess (Nightbound Art, MC)

Aerin x Raine (Blades Art, Aerin x MC)

Aerin x Raine (Blades Art, Aerin x MC)

Ash Clark (ILITW Art, OC)

Captain Pandrosion Elara (AtV Art, Sol, Meridian, Kepler, MC)

Casey MacTavish (OPH Art, MC)

Coffee Date(s) (CoP Art, Trystan x MC)

Detective Lilah Rose (CoP Art, MC)

Ethan (OPH Art)

Gabriel Rose (CoP Art)

Imtura Tal Kaelen (Blades)

Inspired by Mal x Daenarya (Blades Art, Mal x OC)

Kajsiab (Alpha Art, MC)

Kieran (TCH Art)

Lancelot x Guinevere Silhouette (Guinevere Art, Lancelot x MC)

Leaf, King of Birds (TCH Art)

Lilah Rose (CoP Art, MC)

Luca O'Rinn (ID MC)

Mal Volari (Blades Art)

Marianna Howard (Desire and Decorum Fanart, OC)

Nia Ellarious (Blades Art)

Nora Rose (CoP Art, MC)

Sabastyan Thorne Case File (CoP Art)

Saini Rusanen (ID Art, MC)

Tatum x Aubrey (FA Art, Tatum x MC)

Together We Win (Blades Art, MC)

Trystan (CoP Art)

Tyril Starfury (Blades Art)

Wallace (Blades Art)

@lovealexhunt

Happy New Year (RCD Fic & Art Commission, Thomas x MC)

Helios - Emma’s Arylu (TE Art, Familiar)

#plantlove (OPH Fic, Bryce x OC)

Post Christmas Bliss (RCD Art Commission, Thomas x MC)

Spread Joy #841 (Blades Edit, Mal)

Tuneless Wonders (TE, Fic & Art Commission)

Valax (Blades Art)

@peonyblossom

Hades of House Nightbloom (Blades Art Commission, MC)

I Wasn’t Built For Iceland (AME Fic, Carson x MC)

We’ll Figure It Out (Untamable Fic, Kit x MC)

@stars-are-within-me

In Her Arms (CoP Fic, Vasili, Juliana)

The Skies (Blades Fic, Imtura, Ventra)

@tess-liam

Turning the Page (TRR Fic, Liam x OC)

@thosehallowedhalls

A 2AM Christmas Tree Farm [1/2] (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Babysitting the Demonic Duo (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Home without - Part One (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Progression (CoP Fic, Trystan x MC)

Tabloids, or a story in 5 headlines (CoP Fic, Trystan x Emma)

#playchoices #choicesjanuary #choicesjanuary2024 #choices monthly challenge #masterlist

[razorblade180]

I don't remember if you did or not, but do you have a post where there's like a family tree or something for all your RWBY things?

I want to be able to follow along, but it's a bit confusing.

If you do, could you give the link, please?

Funny enough, I don’t. If anyone has a good website for those family tree diagrams I’d love to know.

Until then, I’ll just make a simple list right now because asking about my ocs will always give be boundless energy. I’ll try being brief. If I write a name that has the last name of the main ship in the au, I trust I don’t have to explain who the parents are.

Lasting Embers AU (Dragonslayer)

Jacquelyn Frost

Parents aren’t important aside from being deceased and her mom being the former Winter Maiden (Vol7 didn’t exist yet)

Jael Frost

Biological daughter of Jacquelyn and Adam. The younger sister of Sienna Frost

Sienna Fost

Adopted daughter of Jacquelyn and Adam. Older sister to Jael

Biological parents and older brother are deceased. Happened when she was very young.

Sienna is not her real name. She doesn’t remember. (It’s Jasmine)

Yujin Xiao Long

Only daughter

Lie Tenzen

Ren and Nora’s only son.

Canary Branwen

Daughter of Qrow and Winter.

Qrow passed away when she was like nine. (Don’t quote that age I don’t have my notes with me. She was a kid)

Not a fan of Ruby (Her Cousin)

A fan of Yujin (Also her Cousin)

Twin Snowflakes AU (White Knight)

Nick and Summer Schnee

Fraternal Twins. Brother and Sister

Sparrow Branwen

Winter and Qrows adopted son

Eliza Marigold

Only daughter of Henry Marigold

Mom took hush money and left after birth.

Henry was not the one who gave her hush money.

Valerie Valkyrie

Nora and Ren’s only daughter

Veronica Belladonna

Blake and Yang’s only daughter.

Blake was the one with the bun in the oven.

Miscellaneous (not a OC name)

This Au has a child for Robyn, Cardin, and a couple others. They don’t really matter too that much but they exist. Most notable is Max (Cardin’s kid) and a little girl named Ruth

Premonition AU (Knightshade)

Lucas Belladonna

Peach Rose

Daughter of Ruby and Weiss

Not related to Lucas in any way but they’re close.

Serendipity Karuma

Also goes by Serenity

Parents are alive but not around

Older sibling but doesn’t see the younger one

Rosebud AU (Lancaster)

Dustin Arc Rose

The oldest of three siblings

Raised by Cinder and Neo

Not a fan of his biological parents or siblings

Has silver eyes

(I probably should’ve called him Dustin Fall but oh well. I’m not changing the tags)

Carmine Arc Rose

Middle child technically, but she doesn’t acknowledge Dustin as an older brother.

Has silver eyes but wears red contacts

Only the grownups in her family’s circle know her real eye color

Cousin of Kovu

Garnet Arc Rose

Youngest of the three siblings

He’s just a lil fella

Kovu Belladonna

Son of Blake and Yang

Older cousin to Carmine

Yang had the bun in the oven

Aero Amitola

Son of Ilia and Sun. (I refuse to explain myself here)

Bird Boy

Mona Paulo Furem

All you really gotta know about her parents are that they’re horrible and her mother is reason Mona is the way she is

Has a younger sister. Barely talked about.

Does not live at home or keep in contact

Miscellaneous

Ren and Nora run an orphanage

Oscar is Ozcar and has been for decades.

Side note, there’s a a child named Levi Belladonna that’s Ruby and Blake’s kid. He has no au. I just thought he was neat. Maybe one day.

#rwby #ask me stuff #rwbabies #my oc art #master post #rwby au #rwby lasting embers #rwby twin snowflakes #rwby rosebud #rwby premonition #rwby dragonslayer #rwby lancaster #rwby whiteknight #rwby knightshade

[meteor752]

Spent a whole week binging rwby because why not

Here are mah thoughts

Very interesting decision of the show to open on literally the best character, like I’ve heard of peaking early but come on

No but fr Roman is actually so special to me

I just finished volume nine and I broke down crying at his and Neo’s final moments

Thing is, I’m a person with daddy issues and my favorite family member is my uncle so like of course Qrow is second favorite guy

We love us a bisexual subby whore

Ozpin is number three so like guess what my favorite ship is

(Side note, My Own Worst Enemy by Elektric Angel is one of the best fics I have ever read and I cannot recommend it enough)

Why the fuck did this show start out with having one of the four main characters be racist?! What a bold choice

I hate Jaune so fucking much. If you like him, cool, but he’s one my most hated fictional characters ever, not just him but like what he represents

Tho it is worse with Neptune, who’s also like why tf are you here bruv

It’s very funny to have a borderline kinda racist character and a literal meme from 2014 be drafted into war

It took me five days to break and create ocs. They’re called Lemon Lime, Azure, Iris, and Koral. Team LAIK. Maybe I’ll talk about them more at some other point

Listen okay I know that animated shows like to have your hero be depressed in a whole arc, but like god Ruby was kinda grating in season 9.

Blake is kinda rolling with like, one personality trait, but ya know good on her for getting a cool gf

Yang is also the best out of the main four girls

So is Tai, Summer, and Raven’s relationship supposed to be a polycule? That must have been awkward for poor Qrow back in school

Why the fuck is everyone so mad at Ozpin all the time. Like boohoo, daddy didn’t tell you Santa isn’t real, get fucking over yourself Qrow you’re forty three

But fr what is the animosity about. I think Jelloapocalypse summarized it the best in his rwby video

Also did you know the top comment on there is from Technoblade? Check it out, it’s true. No idea he was a rwby fan, but like good for him

Season 6 episode “Alone in the woods” is the best episode by far. I really like when they do more unique stuff with the Grimm, other than just ‘monster’

That being said I’m always a sucker for a space whale

But the line from that episode, “No one was angry or sad or scared. No one was anything. And then, no one was left” is so powerful

Season nine is like fully a fever dream, but it helps with connecting to the main four again, so I like it

Also they need to stop introducing characters we don’t need any more it’s so cluttered

Why the fuck did the tree have Summer’s weapon? What the fuck was she doing there, frolicking in wonderland? Gurl…

I miss Oobleck. He hasn’t been around since like season 4, like what the hell man

What the fuck is Cinder and Emerald’s relationship supposed to be? Are they sisters? Friends? Is Emerald in love with her? Because she seems to be.

Emerald and Mercury are fully siblings tho. Also I love Mercury

Arthur’s monologue to Cinder was one of the best scenes in the show. I loved it, I’m sad he died

The character I relate the most to is little scorpion freak, because honestly dude saaaaaaame

God I want Salem to fuck me

The motivation of the villain being that they’re an immortal being, who wants the world to end because then they can die, is so fucking interesting and I’m surprised I don’t see more of it.

Do you guys think the only reason that Jaune was made leader of team JNPR was because they couldn’t think of a colour with those letters that started with P?

Do you think that’s how they choose all leaders?

How the fuck is Ren supposed to be a version of Mulan? Apart from him being Asian, there’s no correlation. Jesus Christ…

Him and Nora are very t4t tho. Very glad that they established boundaries about their relationship tho, like open communication is all I need

Why is Ambrosius kinda 💅

This isn’t related to rwby but there’s like a bird or smt screaming outside my window and it kinda sounds like a ghost girl and now I’m scared…

I feel like Salem and Ozpin’s relationship is very uncomfortable with Oscar stuck in the middle. Like why did they have to make him fourteen

Pupsicle!!!!

If I had a child in this universe I would absolutely name them something that starts with a vowel. Some of these team names are a fucking stretch, I mean SSSN?!

Another bold move by the creators is having the first few seasons villains be minorities fighting for Justice and equality. Like idk anything about these dudes, but it’s a little yikes

The fact that everyone in this world is an X-men and the show took four seasons to actually explain that is hilarious

Actually the show taking its time to explain anything is hilarious

Like, six seasons in and we find out the villain’s motivations. Hell four seasons in and we find out the villain

The first opening song was easily the best. Like I said, peaked early

The ship names of this fandom are fucking baller dude. Very creative

#rwby #roman torchwick #neopolitian (rwby) #qrow branwen #professor ozpin #cloqwork orange #Jaune arc #weiss schnee #Neptune rwby #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #rwby bumbleby #str crossed lovers #bartholomew oobleck #Emberald #Arthur watts #tyrian callows #Salem #Lie Ren #nora valkyrie #Pupsicle #oscar pine

[howlingday]

If you were to do this with RWBY characters who would you pick.

Ah, the Super Saiyan God transformation... Just like Dragon Ball fashion, back when it was the dopest thing to happen until Vegeta did it on easy mode.

As for who in RWBY, I would have to give it an equivalent. Unfortunately, there are no Saiyans or other alien species (except maybe the Brothers) to give a power up. Also, there's not really a power that could be upgraded, as much as my brain is screaming "SUPER SILVER-EYED WARRIORS AAAGH!"

However, there is one thought I had. The only way, at least at the time, for someone to achieve Super Saiyan God was from a ritual in which five Saiyans of righteous heart join hands with each other and another Saiyan to gift that sixth Saiyan the power to overcome the calamity. Sadly, there's not enough Silver-Eyed Warriors to perform a similar ritual (or at least not enough of sound mind).

However, what if instead of Silver-Eyes, we instead look at another magical power in RWBY and gave it a ritual to power boost?

What if there was a Super Maiden ritual?

Let's look at the requirements. There are four Maidens, and in the stories, it was a wizard who guided the original Maidens in their journeys. So, we need four Maidens and a Wizard. The four Maidens join hands with each other, the Wizard, and their intended receiver of combined magical power. The recipient MUST be of righteous or pure heart.

So, we need the Maidens, who are Cinder, Winter, Raven, and the elusive Summer Maiden, who has yet to be revealed. This would be similar to the sudden reveal of Pan in Dragon Ball: Battle of Gods, in which the Summer Maiden reveals herself and joins hands with the other Maidens and takes the recipient's hand. Oscar, as the Wizard because he is the incarnation of Ozma, takes the recipient's other hand, and they all wish and hope and pray for the mythical and legendary Super Maiden to come save them.

But who could it be? Who is the recipient of the Super Maiden's power? It would have to be someone who fits the role as Maiden, which means a young woman, and they must be of pure or righteous heart. Pretty much any of the girls could-

Yeah, yeah, of course it's Ruby. Or, at least, that's what my thought is. Partially because she's essentially the Goku of RWBY, and because she is essentially the pure-hearted girl everyone thinks of in the show. Heck, even Blake describes her as the literal personification of the word "pure"!

But just for giggles, let's say there's someone else who fits the bill. Someone who could also fit the role as a Super Maiden and be gifted with the powers of all four Maidens.

My backup is pretty obvious, but it's mostly for spit and giggles.

Butwhat about you guys?

#rwby #dragon ball #dragon ball super #my thoughts #my answers #rwby polls #ruby rose #nora valkyrie

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

Tagged by @roofgeese​ @corvosattano​ and @marivenah​ to try out this little picrew

Tagging: @direwombat​ @detectivelokis​ @adelaidedrubman​ @derelictheretic​ @confidentandgood​ @poetikat​ @schoute​ @shallow-gravy​ @clicheantagonist​ @purplehairsecretlair​ @megraen​ @inafieldofdaisies​ @trench-rot​ @wrathfulrook​ @vampireninjabunnies-blog​ @strangefable​ @florbelles​ @sukoshimikan​ @dumbassdep​ and anyone else who might want to give this one a go, please consider this me tagging you!!

Kit Cross | FC5 in both her pre-cult and cult looks

Siobhan Kelly | Uncharted

Nora Summers | The Boys

#tagged #oc: kit cross #oc: siobhan kelly #oc: nora summers

[iammyownsaviour]

As you all know, the Femslash February event of this year starts tomorrow so I decided I’ll be taking prompts and posting them in my account on AO3 iammyownsaviour (ant1hero), and pseuds ant1hero and transacelovegood (ant1hero). Here’s the full list of the fandoms and ships I want to write this year, you can send me an anonymous or non anonymous inbox with your prompts and you can even say in the inbox, in case you have an AO3 account, if you want me to gift the fanfic to you. And you can find the prompt list I'll be using for this event on my tag #fanfic events, but you can send prompts that aren't there too. Please be welcomed to send as many prompts as you can and I'll try writing and posting them for the whole month of February!

FEMSLASH FEBRUARY 2024

FANDOMS & SHIPS

SEND ME PROMPTS!!

My Little Pony

Applejack/Rainbow Dash

Rarity/Fluttershy

Studio Ghibli

Ponyo/Kiki

Kiki/Ursula

Lisa/Granmamare (Ponyo)

Cardcaptor Sakura

Sakura/Tomoyo

Steven Universe

Peridot/Lapis Lazuli

Pearl/Amethyst

Pearl/Rose

Pearl/Garnet

Pearl/Bismuth

Scott Pilgrim

Ramona/Kim

Ramona/Roxy

Kim/Roxy

Kim/Knives

Envy/Roxy

Wednesday

Wednesday/Enid

Wednesday/Bianca

Mean Girls (2024)

Regina/Janis

Regina/Cady

Cady/Janis

The Hunger Games

Lucy Gray/Tigris

Katniss/Johanna

Katniss/Cressida

Rue/Primrose

Ginny & Georgia

Ginny/Abby

Ginny/Padma

Abby/Padma

Hamilton

Angelica/Fem!Alexander

Angelica/Eliza

Eliza/Maria

Outer Banks

Sarah/Kie

Sarah/Cleo

The OC

Anna/Summer

Marissa/Alex

Anna/Alex

Star Wars

Padmé/Fem!Anakin

Padmé/Sabé

Padmé/Dormé

Padmé/Cordé

Padmé/Jamillia

Padmé/Breha

Padmé/Beru

Sabé/Fem!Anakin

Sabé/Dormé

Sabé/Jamillia

Sabé/Breha

Sabé/Beru

Cordé/Dormé

Jyn/Leia

Leia/Fem!Han

Rey/Fem!Kylo

Rey/Connix

Rey/Rose

Rose/Jannah

Rose/Connix

Marvel

Betty/Liz

Cassie/Lila

Carol/Valkyrie

Carol/Natasha

Riri/Shuri

Riri/MJ

Sif/Valkyrie's

Sif/Jane

Sif/Maria

Natasha/Wanda

Natasha/Laura Barton

Natasha/Maria

Kate/Yelena

Kate/Lila

Kate/Cassie

MJ/Betty Brant

MJ/Lizu

MJ/Shuri

MJ/Cassie

Jane/Darcy

Jane/Wanda

Jane/Valkyrie

Gamora/Nebula

Stranger Things

El/Max

Joyce/Karen

Nancy/Barb

Nancy/Robin

Nancy/Kali

Robin/Chrissy

Robin/Barb

Robin/Eden

Kali/Eden

Chrissy/Kali

Chrissy/Eden

Teen Wolf

Fem!Stiles/Fem!Derek

Allison/Erica

Allison/Kira

Allison/Cora

Allison/Malia

Allison/Laura

Lydia/Fem!Stiles

Lydia/Erica

Lydia/Cora

Lydia/Malia

Lydia/Laura

Malia/Fem!Stiles

Malia/Kira

Malia/Erica

Malia/Cora

Doctor Who

Donna/Martha

Rose/Martha

Rose/Clara

Clara/Martha

Clara/Amy

Clara/Ashildr

Clara/Missy

River/Missy

River/Martha

River/Rose

Once Upon A Time

Snow/Regina

Snow/Red

Snow/Aurora

Regina/Red

Regina/Maleficent

Mulan/Aurora

Mulan/Belle

Belle/Regina

Belle/Red

Aurora/Cinderella

The 100

Clarke/Raven

Clarke/Octavia

Clarke/Gaia

Octavia/Raven

Octavia/Niylah

Octavia/Lexa

Raven/Emori

Raven/Abby

The Wilds

Shelby/Becca

Toni/Regan

Fatin/Leah

Leah/Nora

Leah/Rachel

#send me prompts #taking prompts #femslash february #femslash february 2024 #prompts #ao3 #ao3feed #ao3 writer #archive of our own #multifandom #ship list #femslash #femslash fanfic #sapphic #sapphic fanfic #wlw #wlw fanfic #mcu #stranger things #teen wolf

[because-she-goes]

masterlist

| fluff - 🤍 | smut - ❤️‍🔥 | angst - 🖤 | newest - ✨ |

series: an encounter | matty x oc!nora

face claim: sixtine rouyre

official timeline

luck be a lady 🤍

how matty and nora meet

new york wedding 🤍

matty’s vows to nora

manchester wedding 🤍

nora’s vows to matty

a frank sinatra morning part 1 🤍

morning routine, nora POV

a frank sinatra morning part 2 🤍

morning routine, matty POV

the garden 🤍

matty and nora go to a basketball game

modern art 🤍

art lesson w/ nora and matty

i’m here with you 🖤

nora has anxiety

studio day 🤍

nora in her studio, matty comes home early

gallery 🤍

matty & nora attend a gallery event

april showers 🤍

nora has news, matty rushes home

nineteen hundred eighty five 🤍

nora watches the atvb interlude

black lace ❤️‍🔥

nora teases matty on his birthday

june baby 🤍

nora and matty get high on her birthday

angel 🤍

nora and matty’s birthday tradition

chocolate 🤍

matty and nora miss the other’s birthday

inside your mind 🤍

headcannons about matty and nora

sparks ❤️‍🔥

matty and nora reunite

parental guidance 🤍

matty and nora’s third wedding anniversary

summer girl 🤍

matty and nora on their honeymoon

insieme 🤍

nora posts to instagram for the first time

chiaroscuro 🖤

nora tells matty about derek

new york state of mind | nora’s backstory

chapter 1: hebe’s demise 🖤

nora in her high school years

chapter 2: athena’s rebirth 🖤

nora during/after rehab

chapter 3: nike’s ascension 🤍

nora in her college years

chapter 4: aphrodite’s rage 🤍

nora becomes single

series: the lakes | matty x oc!rooney

face claim: buse kuşcu

meet rooney

bare boned 🤍

how rooney and matty meet

louder than bombs 🤍

rooney and matty bump into eachother

cinnamon 🤍

matty and rooney go to the market

miniseries: roadkill | bartender!matty x oc!thea

face claim: camille rowe

meet thea

waiting for you 🤍

how thea and matty meet

eros & pysche 🖤

matty and thea kiss

warm 🤍✨

matty and thea go on a date

stand alone fics

october thirty first 🤍

halloween headcannons

the truman show ❤️‍🔥

matty meets someone outside of a club

the dinner party 🤍

you and george host a dinner party after tour

cadillac 🖤

matty is seen with another girl

#the 1975 #matty healy #drew’s writing :) #matty x nora #matty x rooney #george daniel #ross macdonald

[smoooothoperator]

Beautiful Stranger

06: Can't Help Falling In Love

Driver! Lando Norris x OC (Lily Barton)

Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references

Words: 3.7k

warnings: FLUFF, sexual references, lando and lily acting like teenagers. flashbacks are on italics.

Masterlist

Official playlist

previous part | next chapter

a/n: turbulences incoming!!!! the bumpy road will start soon. I have to thank @elisysd for letting me use the name of her beautiful Lyanna as a character on this story.

What do you think will haooen with those two?

Every way of feedback is very welcomed

🎮

Spending days with Lily was something I never planned when I came here.

Waking up next to her, touching her, tasting her was something that I never imagined I could do during my summer break.

Creating a routine with her was something easy, making me learn many things about her. When she's the first to wake up, she always kisses my shoulder before going to the kitchen to get the breakfast for us ready. If I'm the first to wake up, she hugs my pillow and holds it close to keep sleeping. In the morning she always plays soft music, sometimes jazz, and sometimes soft rock. Whenever she goes to get a shower she always asks me if I want to go with her, something that will make us spend more time than planned.

Those are little things that made me fall for her.

"Logan, today I have to go for the last check up" she said, looking at her phone. "Will you drop me there?"

"I'll go with you, silly"

This last week, the person she has been sleeping with, is not who I am. And even if I trust her, I can't tell her now who I am. There's no coming back, I can't undo things now.

Her healing went pretty past, making me feel less guilty as days went by and watching how she stopped grunting every time she walked around her apartment. 

"Let me go get changed and I'll be here quickly" I said, leaving her apartment and going to mine.

Even if we spent all day together, I still had my things in the apartment next door, wanting to have a place to be myself and not Logan.

I have been planning on doing a short trip around the country, wanting to go with her to the places she always talks about. I want to know about the place she loves.

Watching her smile after the doctor told her that she can walk without the bandage was beautiful. How she looked at her foot and tried to move it slowly. I felt so relieved that the bandage will be away from her.

"Do you want to walk around the village?" she asked me, making me bite my lip nervously and nod.

What if someone here recognizes me? But her smile… 

"Of course" I nodded, mentally slapping myself. 

"Alright! I'll call Nora and tell her that we will have lunch there" she smiled, grabbing her phone.

Nora, the owner of the apartments. Shit! She knows my name.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something" I said quickly before she started the call.

"Oh? What is it?" she frowned, looking at me with a curious gaze.

"I wanted to go on a trip" I confessed. "With you. Around Greece"

"Oh" she nodded, blushing immediately. 

"I'll leave in two weeks, and I want to visit places around" I said quickly, watching how her smile started to grow slowly. "And you are the perfect person to guide me around"

She chuckled and nodded, making me sigh relieved. I just hope that no one recognizes me wherever we go, I really don't want to imagine how it would be if someone calls my name and asks me to take pictures with them while I'm with Lily.

"Okay" she smiled. "So I guess we have to get ready"

I sighed and nodded, getting inside her car and driving towards the apartments again.

Call me selfish, but I don't want to go around and be the center of attention again. I don't want to be disturbed during my free time. 

And I don't want Lily discovering my lies.

Driving in the car with her is comfortable. She puts music on and I can place my hand on her thigh or hold her hand. Everything feels so relaxed between us, we let things flow the right way at a slow pace.

These last few days we discovered each other in a way I never imagined I could know someone. I discovered all her soft spots, kissing them with my lips and touching them with my fingers. I saw all the moles she has on her back, tracing them with my fingers while watching how she fell asleep, creating a mental map of them. I learned the way she likes to be touched.

I'm falling so hard for her, and it scares me to death. 

"Where do you want to go?" she asked me, sitting on the table in her kitchen while I made lunch for us.

"I don't know… you know, somewhere where there is enough space" I sighed. 

"Right, agoraphobia" she nodded. "So…. Athens is out"

I looked back at her, chuckling. She had a map and a pen, crossing with a red pen the places we won't go.

"Santorini neither" she said. "Those typical places are crowded by a lot of tourists"

"Makes sense" I nodded, laughing softly. "What about ruins? You said you wanted to take me to some of them"

"Oh, right!" she smiled happily. "The closest one is… Delphos"

"Then we'll go to Delphos" I smile, grabbing the plates and sitting next to her.

Everyday I learn more about this place. About the mythology, about the story. She lays with me on bed and reads for me her books while I brush my fingers all over his back and arms, creating an intimate atmosphere that makes me want to stay here with her forever.

"Maybe I can ask Bastian if he can give us his camper" she said while eating. "So in that way we can be out for some days"

"That would be amazing" I nodded. "So we can go wherever we want, right?"

"Exactly" she nodded.

It was exciting, planning where to go and the places we will visit was amazing. And it only made me think of how we looked, how we acted. 

I spent all day with her, sleeping next to her and acting like a couple. This would be the definition of a summer love, right? Something that won't last forever, only a temporal fling. But I wish it could last. I wish I was Logan, the boy that is a beginner DJ, that knows some famous people just because they were classmates or because they were neighbors, not because I am famous too. I wish I could be that person so I couldn't be lying to her.

"I'm going to call Bastian, yeah?" she smiled, pecking my lips and getting up to grab her phone.

I washed the plates when we finished eating and then I looked around her apartment.

Even though I spent some days here, I never had the chance to look at her things. 

She doesn't have family pictures, anything related to her past. And it made me curious. She only has small paintings she made and small statues of some gods and goddesses. In her bedroom she has a box where she keeps all her jewelry, like her earrings and rings. 

Something I noticed about her is that she always touched her ring finger, looking at it with a lost gaze before sighing deeply and cursing under her breath. It always made me wonder why she does that.

I walked inside her bedroom, sitting on the bed and looking around with a smile. This place is the perfect picture of her: something simple and at the same time colorful. 

I scanned with my eyes all the room, until they stopped on a light blue box. A box of a brand I know it's luxurious.

"What?" I frown, swallowing thickly.

She always said that she never had a lot of money. That she came from a poor family that helped her come here to make her dream come true.

But the light blue box with the name Tiffany & Co written on silver letters on top of it, made me feel strangely bad. I tried to not open it, but my fingers did it alone. And when I found a ring with a big diamond stone on it, I felt my heart falling to the ground.

"What do you think you are doing?" 

I closed the box but didn't put it back where it belongs. Lily lied too?

"What is this?" I frown, turning around and showing her the box. "Lily?"

"I… I was going to tell you" she sighed sitting on the bed. "Really, I just needed the perfect moment to tell you"

"Then I think this is the perfect moment" I frowned.

Call me selfish. Why am I feeling betrayed when the one that is hiding the biggest lie here is me?

"I… I was engaged" she sighed. "That was the engagement ring"

I swallow thickly and look at the box. This is more expensive than this whole apartment. 

"My name is Lily Barton" she sighed. "Daughter of Samuel Barton"

"Wait…" I frowned. "Samuel Barton, the owner of one of the most important law firms of England?"

"Eh… yeah" she sighed, hugging herself. "I wanted to tell you, Logan… I promise"

I look at her and take a deep breath. I can't get mad because of this. I can't get mad because I'm lying to her too.

"I never belonged to them… to that family" she sighed sitting in front of me. "I never felt that it was my place. They didn't let me study whatever I wanted. I had to do everything they wanted, be the perfect daughter. They never showed me love, Logan… they were abusive"

"Why didn't you tell me, Lily?" I sighed, holding her in my arms.

"No one here knows, only Nora" she mumbled. "And well… now you know"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I should tell her… but I can't.

"Thank you for telling me" I whisper, kissing her head.

Now I'm feeling worse than I was already feeling.

🖌️

Being in his arms meant being safe. He was my safe place, somewhere I can relax and forget about the exterior. 

And now that he knows about me, I can feel better and be myself around him.

"Go grab clothes and put them on a backpack" I smiled, kissing his jaw and hugging him. "We're going to make a road trip"

He laughed and nodded, kissing my lips and squeezing my ass softly before getting up to go to his apartment.

Bastian told me that he was going to bring the camper here after putting gas on it, just to explain to us how it works and where we should go with it.

It was exciting, going out with him and spending more time with him before he has to leave. 

In a very short time I started feeling a lot of things for Logan. He makes me happy and he knows how to please me, worshiping my whole body and not leaving an inch of my skin without touching it.

He made me fall for him. 

After Bastian arrived and we packed everything we needed, we got installed on the camper, checking everything and making sure we didn't forget anything.

"We should go buy groceries" I said. "There's a small fridge here"

He nodded and started to drive using his phone as a GPS. When he parked I smile, kissing his cheek.

"I'll go, you can stay here and unpack the things" I smiled.

"Alright" he smiled, kissing my lips.

Our trip was something spontaneous. We planned things while we drove, stopping every time we saw something interesting and parking in front of a beach to spend the night.

Being with him felt so good. It was a feeling I never had when I dated in secret all those guys before my family discovered everything I did at school. 

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I asked him, grabbing my laptop.

"Mhm, which one?" he smiled, laying on the bed on his stomach.

"What about… this one" I said, showing the one that caught my attention. "It's a movie by Lyanna Michel. I saw some of her movies before"

"Oh? I know her" he casually said 

"What?! Really?" I gasped, looking at him surprised.

"Y-yeah" he laughed. "We used to be neighbors in London"

"No way" I laugh. "For real? That's amazing!"

He laughed and nodded, wrapping his arm around my waist as always, and resting his chin on my shoulder while placing kisses on my skin.

We watched the move, the one she recorded in Monaco. It was a romcom, something I never imagined she would make. 

"Logan?" I whisper, feeling his fingers on my waist. "I'm ready" 

"What? Ready for what? Sleep?" he frowned, making me laugh.

"No, idiot" I laughed. "Sex. I mean… I don't have the bandage anymore… and I bought condoms"

"Lily…" he sighed, pressing his lips on mine. "You have no idea how bad I want you"

"I think I do" I whisper on his lips.

All nights we laid in bed naked, touching each other, discovering our bodies. And now we are going to become one, finally.

"I need you, Logan" I whispered, undressing him while he did the same to me.

"I'm here" he whispered. "I'm not leaving"

That night, as the next ones, we made love. It wasn't a needy sex, something rough and fast. We took our time to feel each other and it really made me fall.

Fall in love with him.

"Logan? What are we?" I whisper, getting the courage to ask that question that has been around my mind for a while.

"What do you mean?" he whispered, holding my hand and kissing my temple.

"I mean… us" I sighed. "I know there's something. I have feelings for you, really strong feelings. I can't deny it anymore"

"Lily…" he sighed. "I'll leave. I don't want to hurt you"

"I know" I mumble. That means he doesn't want to be anything, right? I'm only a summer fling. "Yeah, you are right"

I sighed and turned around, laying on my side and trying to create a small space between us. 

"Come on, Lily" he sighed, hugging me. "I just… I like you, yeah. But I don't want to keep this as a long distance relationship. What if it doesn't work?"

"What if it does?" I whisper. "What if I'm falling hard for you? What if I like you and I want to be with you?"

"Lily… I'm not good" he whispered, kissing my shoulder. "I will be away, I can't come here again"

"Why not?" I frown. "Logan… Let's try?"

He sighed and kissed my shoulder, holding my hand after that. He doesn't want anything with me? 

"It's because I was engaged, right? Because I am a runaway bride and left before the wedding?" I mumble. "It's that?"

"No, of course it is not" he sighed, squeezing my hand. "It's… I'm afraid, that's all"

"Afraid of what?" I frowned, turned around to look at him. 

"Of you not liking being with me" he sighed. 

"Logan… I spent all day with you and I like being next to you" I whisper. "I just want it to last longer…"

"Okay" he whispered, kissing my lips. "Yeah. We'll try"

I smile and hug him, taking a deep breath and breathing his scent. I discovered henreally uses expensive perfumes, and the one he brought to the trip was my favorite of them.

"Sleep, Lily" he whispered. "Tomorrow it's your turn to drive"

I closed my eyes, sleeping in the arms of the man I'm falling in love with.

The next morning I felt the bed empty. He wasn't here, and the cold spot on the bed made me realize he got up a while ago.

"Logan?" I called him, grabbing his shirt and some clean panties and putting them on me.

I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body before getting out of the bed and walking around the small camper, searching for him.

"No, Jon. I will stay here for a while. I need time for myself, no one can know I'm here" I heard him say. "I promise I'll be in Zandvoort days before it, but I really need to be unfocused"

"Logan?" I called him, grabbing the sandals and walking towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I have to go, I'll talk to you later" he sighed, ending the call. "Hey, how did you sleep?"

"Nice" I nodded. "What is today's plan?"

"You said we are close to Athena's temple, right?" he smiled. "Then we can go there"

"Alright" I smile. "Will you make breakfast?"

"I actually bought it" he smirked. "I had a call from a friend and then I went to buy some things to that cafeteria near the beach"

I nod and look around. We were nearly Nafpaktos, a city with a beach, an hour away from our destination. 

"This feels nice" I said smiling, stretching a little and looking at him, taking a step closer and hugging him.

"It does, yeah"  he whispered, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and kissing my head. 

We had breakfast in silence, sitting at the edge of the door and looking at the sunrise. It felt so magical, being wrapped on his arms while drinking a warm coffee.

Waking up with Logan I discovered that he's always cold. He loves to wear hoodies no matter what. Here in the camper, even if it's warm inside, he likes to be cozy with his hoodie, driving while jamming with the songs he chooses. I discovered that he loves that type of music they play at festivals.

"You and I like opposite music" I laughed looking at him, sitting on the passenger seat hugging my legs. 

"That's true" he nodded.

"Well, they say that opposite attracts, right?" I smiled, holding his free hand and playing with his fingers.

Logan is someone that once he's comfortable with you, he won't stop touching you. His love language is touch, definitely. And I absolutely loved it.

🎮

Watching Lily drive is something else. She learned how to drive in Greece. Whenever the traffic was near, I could hear her curse in Greek. 

"Malaka" she groaned, holding the steering wheel tightly. 

"Hey, relax" I laughed, massaging her shoulders from behind. 

"No, dude! But look at that!" she groaned pointing to the front. "He the hell you can do something like that!"

"You never went to Rome, right?" I laughed. "It's worse than here"

"I'm happy with where I am" she sighed. "God, I really can't handle this"

"Hey, take a deep breath" I smiled, kissing her head.

She groaned, making me chuckle softly.

During the night we hold each other in the back of the camper, on the bed, she tells me about her past. About his she had to swallow everything she wanted to say, how she had to walk with her head down. Her parents planned everything since the day she was born: where she was going to study and what she would study, what would be her position in the family business and who she would marry. They never let her be free.

And every second she talked about her past, confessing to me how her life was, it made me feel more guilty.

She trusts me. And I'm just playing with her trust.

But it was never my intention. Who was going to tell me that I was going to fall in love with her? Who was going to tell me that the only thing I want to do is wake up next to her for the rest of my life?

I fell in love with her and there's no way she will forgive me.

I tried everything to not let it happen. I reminded myself that I shouldn't love her. That I will leave next week and that it would be impossible to keep contact.

But every second of the day she reminded me that it was worth it. That falling in love with her was something I can let happen. I don't care if she loves Logan. If I have to be Logan to be with her, I will be Logan.

Going to the ruins with her was something magical. She tells me everything she knows about the places, about the God the old civilization made this temple for. She told me how it used to look, drawing it in her notebook.

Looking at her talk like that made me fall deeply in love with her.

"What are you looking at?" she chuckled looking at me.

"At your silly face" I joked, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and keeping her close to me.

Because being with her makes me happy. With her I'm not Lando Norris, the McLaren driver. With her I don't have to act how they want me to act. With Lily I can be who I really am, and I can feel safe and relaxed.

"We should start the trip back to Parga" I sighed, looking at my phone.

My day of going back to work is near. I have to be back in the car in two weeks, and I have to go back to the simulator as soon as possible. 

But I don't want to. I try to ignore the calls of the rest of the drivers. I try to ignore that world of seep and money, of people wanting my attention and acting like they are interested in me. 

They are not Lily.

"Right" she smiled weakly, laying on the bed and looking through the window. "Will you miss me?"

"What type of question is that?" I chuckled while laying next to her.

"A sincere question" she whispered. "Will you miss me once you leave?"

"Of course, I'll miss you, Lily" I whispered, kissing her shoulder. "I'll miss being with you. I'll miss waking up next to you all mornings and going to sleep next to you all nights"

"I wish you didn't have to leave" she mumbled, turning around and hugging me, hiding her face on my chest.

"I have to work, Lily…" I sighed, rubbing her back.

"I know" she mumbled. "I just… I wish we could have more time"

"Yeah" I sighed. "I wish that too"

A silence fell between us. I had to look down at her, thinking she was asleep. But her eyes slightly open, her fingers drawing shapes on my skin and her breath hitting my chest softly. I could hear her thinking, making her mind work with something that is bothering her.

"Logan?" she whispered, not looking up at me.

"Hm?" 

"I… I think I love you" she whispered.

"I think I love you too" I answered, kissing her forehead, swallowing thickly afterwards.

What have you done, Lando?

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A Reminder Before Bed...

Work tomorrow, but putting this here for later readers, lol.

Summer is here, so some summertime based asks could be fun. Swimsuits, Beaches, Pools, and the like are appreciated!

Still doing the more "memeish" stuff, like Truth Serum and Theme Days, as well as various others, like Casually Topless and others

Going to try and get back into doing some "Sex Sigil" asks (seriously, I only did *one*, and I want to do more with it)

Girls: Velvet, Fiona, Pyrrha (Please remember Pyrrha Rule), Joan, May Z, Ciel, Neon, Reese, Arslan, Elm, Nora, Emerald, Kali, Summer, Willow, Winter, Weiss

OC Characters: Esmeralda Sustrai (Emerald's Mom), Vanilla Scarlatina (Velvet's Mom)

"RWBY"-fied Girls: Rumi/Miruko, Tifa Lockheart, Jade (Dragon Quest 11), will think of others potentially

Kinks: Wardrobe Malfunction, Flashing, Stealth Sex, Sleep Sex, Stuck Sex...honestly most kinks are open!

Have fun thinking of stuff and sending it in! Thanks everyone!