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#she gave me the okay since she got off of social media. but she wanted me to share <3
wcters · 11 days
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𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧
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pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader
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summary: y/n joins the triplets on the cut the camera podcast to talk about having a boyfriend who’s a triplet, social media, and hobby’s
warnings: dirty/sexual jokes, established relationship, swearing, sexual innuendos, not a warning but thank you @whoetoshaw for some inspiration. please check her out! i will probably make another one 🤍
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“Good morning campers, welcome back to the cut the camera podcast. It’s your hosts Nick Sturniolo,” Nick introduced, “Matt Sturniolo,” Matt told the camera, “and Chris Sturniolo.” The boys finished. “And we have a special guest if you couldn’t hear her laughing at us, Matt’s girlfriend, Y/n!” Nick told the camera as it showed you in your seat, smile on your face as you waved. “Happy to be here.” You spoke to the camera. It then panned to Matt sitting his his seat with his cheeks turning pink. “We had to beg her for so long to feature in one of these.” Chris laughed, shifting his hat as he spoke into the mic. “We had to buy her a box of Diet Coke.” He deadpanned. You smiled in response.
“Okay, to be fair, I’m not a social media person. I think the only social media I have and use a lot is Instagram and Facebook.” The three boys laughed as you mentioned Facebook. “It’s for family members! My grandparents have a hard time figuring out social media apps. But either way, have Tiktok but don’t even remember the last time I posted on there.” You tried to think but nothing was popping up. “That brings me into the first question,” Chris interrupts you, “what’s it like dating an “influencer” as some would call us while you just ━━ quite recently actually ━━ made your accounts public?”
“━━ before you speak,” Nick interrupted as Chris gave him an annoyed look and Matt groaned. “Here he goes.” Matt whispered into the mic. “I was just going to say she should introduce herself!” He yelled in defense as he put his hands up. “Oh shit, true.” Chris gestured to you. “Hello everyone, I am Y/n and I am a friend of the triplets and Matt’s girlfriend.” You started to introduce. “I like how she said a friend of the triplets and not just Matt’s girlfriend.” Nick laughed. “You know it babe.” You replied, laughing in your seat. “Anyway, I am nineteen. I am from Canada, and moved to LA around two ━━ three years ago? Yeah. Sorry, what was the question before?” “See, Chris? She has manners. You need to learn some.” Nick teased. “Shut the fuck up. The question was what’s it like to date an influencer?” Chris asked. Matt turned his head toward you.
“I’m not really sure what it’s like to not date an influencer since Matt was like . . . my first “real boyfriend” you could say, but I would assume it’s similar to a relationship with a non-influencer. You do the same things: dates, sleepovers, movies, etc. But he’s away sometimes,” you shrug, “when you guys went on tour, Matt was away a lot and we had to do long distance for a bit. I think it was hard for both of us ━━”
“━━ more for me.”
“━━ but it’s what happens when you date someone as famous as you guys are. I know what I was getting into, same with the social media part. I knew I would be on camera sometimes, especially because you guys vlog and other things. You guys respected my want to be off camera and I remember, Matt was so worried when we got together because we really liked each other but social media was his job, but I was fine with that! Of course I would be.”
“I was so worried,” Matt breathed out, “like I had mentioned before that I did what I do and she had mentioned that she didn’t want to be online, but when it got serious I didn’t want for this whole thing to be ruined because of what I do, you know?” “Of course,” Nick butted in, “and especially hate that she could’ve gotten ━━ no offense Y/n.” You nodded, “none at all. Completely agree.” “You would’ve felt a little scared, no?” Matt and you nodded. “I didn’t, and don’t, want her to be effected negatively from it. I mean, it’s inevitable really, but still. I couldn’t help it, still can’t, I’m her boyfriend.” “I knew what I was getting into,” you spoke, “it’s what happens in most male celebrity, youtuber fan bases. You guys get hate too sometimes.”
Chris nodded. “I think me and Nick were a bit unsure too. We had known you for awhile and we liked you. We talked to Matt about it too. Just saying like “watch out for hate,” and “support her,” and shit like that. You didn’t need any help at all.” “Like I said, I knew what I was getting into. I have friends that are dating some popular content creators and we have talked about it before. That’s how I know what to experience and how to deal with it. Thank you ━━“ there was a bleep as you said her name “━━ love you to bits.”
“What is it like to be on the podcast?” The youngest boy asked, looking at his phone and then to you. “To be honest? It feels great. I have seen this set from when it was just an idea to it actually happing and it is truly amazing to see what these boys can do.” You we’re honest, these boys had such great ideas and it felt unreal to see them come true. “Matt, you have such a nice girlfriend.” A laugh that sounded more like a giggle came out of Matt’s mouth. “Thanks. She is.” He replied, moving the mic. There was laughing around the table.
“This would’ve been super awkward if you were like “no, I hate her!”” You joked. Nick put his hand over his mouth. “I don’t know what I would do if that actually happened.” “Well good thing I’m not going to say that.” Matt spoke, looking at his girlfriend. “Thanks. What a man everyone,” you clapped your hands, “get yourself someone like this guy over here.” You pointed to him.
“Yes!” Nick yelled, clapping too. “And, there’s two other brothers . . . but one is gay. He is still available? Boys? Hit that line. And Chris’s too,” you pointed to the long-haired brother, “it’s too often he tries to get into the bed with me and Matt because he hates sleeping alone.” You whispered into the mic. The camera moved to Matt nodding and then to Chris as he started to protest. “No! You’re just over too often. Stop hogging my brother. I slept with him first ━━ wait!” He puts his hands up. You moved your hand over you mouth in shock as Matt leaned his head against the table and Nick copied your movement. “Not like that! I meant we,” pointing to Matt, him, and Nick, “had sleepovers before you did.” “Bitch, don’t bring me into this.” Nick chimed in. “Real.” You agreed.
“Let’s just move on!” Your boyfriend suggested as he lifted his arms up. “What is like dating a triplet?” He asked. “It’s not that much from dating a regular guy, apart from the fact that either one of these kids is following him everywhere ━━ mostly Chris ━━“ which earned a “what?” from the guy “━━ and sometimes I’ll like . . . steal a sweater or some sweats or something from Matt and then I’ll just be on the couch and one of the boys will come in and be like “I’ve been looking for that” and it gets confusing.” You laughed. “But besides some of those confusions, it’s like dating a guy and having two best friends that come with him.” ��A package deal.” Nick agrees. You snapped your fingers at him, “yes. Exactly like that. And it’s so fun. It can get annoying, but what’s any kind of relationship if you don’t get annoyed?” “Yeah guys. I may be annoying, but you still like me.” Chris jumped in. “Yeah, sometimes I doubt that.” “Me too.” The other brothers agreed. “That was so inspiring.” Nick said. “Thank you.” You did a fake bow in your seat.
“You also help keep the house clean since you practically live over at our house.” Matt added. “I do, I do. I literally have clothes and my skincare shit at you house. And a toothbrush ━━”
“━━ And a toothbrush.” Matt said at the same time. “It’s convient for sleepovers!” Nick explained. “And also because you do just live here. There have been so many times where I’ve knocked on Matt’s door and then opened it and Matt’s just playing games while you’re chilling in his bed.” You nodded, shrugging. It was true. “Dude ━━ I have gone to wake up Matt for the day and I won’t even notice she’s there until I hear her move or some shit cause she’s all up under the blankets. Surprised you’re even under the blankets with Mr. Blanket stealer over here.” Chris points to Matt as Nick nodded his head and you laughed.
“I just tug em’ back. Or he just grabs me. This kid . . . I swear it’s like I’m never close enough.” “I just run hot you’re always cold.” Matt retaliated. “You run hot because you steal all the blankets!” Nick yelled. “I feel sorry for Chris every time you guys have to share a bed.” “Do you really though?” The boy in question asked. “. . . Not really, no. I like my blankets. Maybe you can teach him to share Y/n.” “I will certainly try.”
“And she can teach you fuckers to clean,” Matt retorted, “every time I go into your room it’s like I am walking through a morgue.” After he finished there was a “hey!” from Chris and a “that’s not true!” from Nick. “Keep me out of this.” You held your hands up in defense. “I will clean what I need to.” “She’s like a second mom.” Chris compared. “Don’t say that. That’s weird.” Matt muttered into the mic. “Yeah, this is like the same argument as the use of mommy and daddy.” Nick agreed. “Now, you just made it weird,” Chris pointed at Nick. “How about we move on so we can stop this from getting even weirder.” Matt clapped his hands.
“Yes. Next question. You watch our videos I would assume?” Nick asked. “Of course, who would I be if I didn’t?” You replied. “Period.” Chris replied. Nick gave him a side eye, “anyway . . . How do you feel that people are writing fan fiction about your boyfriend?” You covered your mouth with your hand. “What?” Matt asked, looking scared. “You guys are going to hate me for this.” You spoke. “You didn’t make one about Matt did you?” Chris joked. “No! I wasn’t that weird. But a canon event in every girls childhood ━━ and I mean every single one - was writing or at least reading fan fiction. Brittany Broski is so real for talking about it. Me? It was the guy who played in Doctor Who. The 2000s one.” “David Tennant?” “Yes. I was an avid Wattpad user. You could catch me on there every fucking day dude. I think I still have my account.”
A scream filled the room as everyone looked at Nick. “We have to find it and go through it. But . . . I still can’t believe you used Wattpad.” “Dude, ask any mentally unstable female girl and I promise you, she will tell you she did. I don’t use it anymore, but I was obsessed.” “Are the videos awkward to you because you used to write shit or no?” Chris jumped in. “A little bit. I mean, it must feel weird getting fan fiction written about anyone. But I think because I’ve been in that spot and writing it that I understand a bit more,” you admitted, “the videos are great ━━ like every video of yours is - and it’s so funny to see your reaction.” “We need to bring you sometime if you’re up for it.” Matt suggested. “Maybe?” You shrugged, dragging the word out. “It would be super funny.” Nick commented. “Oh for sure, but I don’t know if I’m ready to go back to that phase in my life.” You grimaced.
“Hashtag trauma.” Chris responded. “Please never say that again,” Nick murmured. Matt agreed with a “that was so cringey.” “Really though,” you laughed, “you get it.” Chris got up from his seat and high-fived you. “Have you guys ever read fan fiction outside of filming?” “Oh, switcharoo question. I mean, I have to check and find stories and make sure we don’t get demonetized. I don’t know about these two.” Nick answered first. “I haven’t, but I find it weird that Matt has wattpad downloaded . . . And that he asked people to send some to him.” Chris spoke. “It’s not like that!” Matt yelled, putting his face in his shirt. “Matt, honey. It’s fine.” You joked. “Oh my god.” His voice was muffled from the sweatshirt.
“Is that how you got into reading like . . . Actual books?” Nick asked you. “Not really. I’ve been a reader since I learned to read, but it probably had some effect on my reading.” You responded. “I read a lot now, too. Like if you guys are filming I’ll just hangout im Matt’s room or something and read.” “She’s always reading.” Matt said into the mic. “No actually. We could be getting picked up by Matt and this kid is in the passenger seat with a book in her hand. How can you even read in the car?” Chris blurted. “I actually don’t get car sick. I think I’ve been car sick once. I sleep in the car too. And I have the best naps in the car. It’s just something puts me to sleep. I’m not sure what.” You explain. “But yeah, I do read a good amount. I’ve got Matt to read a little too. Chris would you ever read?” “Probably not,” he answered,” just have too much going on. And no offence, but if I have time off I’m not going to sit down and read. There’s so many other things I could do.” You nodded your head, “to each their own.” “I’ll like nap or something. I feel like we’re all avid nappers.” Chris asked.
“No, totally. I love napping.” Matt answered. “Me too.” Nick agreed. “I’ll only get up if I have to.” “I’ll only get up if Y/n gets up or if Chris wakes me up. There’s not a lot that will get me up. Except if I need to pee or we have something that day.” Matt added on. “It’s true,” you nodded, “he will not let me go. And if I get up, he will get up and pull me to the couch if I’m not already on it and just lay there.” Your boyfriend nodded. “Hey, at least you have a personal pillow.” Chris added on. You nodded again. “You should by lucky? You know how many girls would want Chris to do that?” The blonde boy continued. Chris made a weird face. “Hey guys, make a fan fiction about it.” Matt looked at the camera. “No!” Chris yelled, slapping Matt’s finger that was pointing to the camera. “I’m just kidding, I don’t really care as long as they’re not super weird and gross.” “Cheers to that.” Nick agreed.
“On this note, I think we should wrap it up.” Nick announced. “That was today’s episode, it was amazing. Everyone thank Y/n for coming on the podcast.” Chris faced you, speaking into the mic. “It was an absolute pleasure. I would love to come back if you would have me.” You thanked them. “Of course. We won’t let you leave.” The blonde boy joked. “Just kidding, but still, thank you for coming on and we will see you guys next time. Bye!” Everyone waved to the different cameras before it showed you in your seat with Matt sitting next to you. “He’s secretly clingy.” You said before the camera shut off.
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saintslewis · 27 days
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❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒 ❞
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pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!journalist reader
summary: a lil joke thing i wanted to write because homeboy is bringing home the big bucks 🤭
warnings: just read 🫵🏽 this is a crack fic lol
saint’s team radio 🎀: don’t take this all too seriously 😭 hope y’all enjoy plus who know i’ll actually make it into a thing 🧍🏽‍♀️
tags: @alika-4466 @purplelewlew @exotic-iris13 @arshiyuh @mauvecherie-writes @yeea-nah @youre-sooooo-funny @louvrepool @queenshikongo3 @cherry2stems @httpsserene @motheroffae
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Being an independent journalist in this sport wasn’t easy at all but only within the parameters of any paddock around the world as most journalists rarely agreed with you, being neutral about anything in f1 wasn’t your thing.
Speaking your mind as the race went on was what set you apart from the rest, along with your humour and your honesty towards drivers and team principals. Not to mention you were extremely biased, keeping your liking to three to five drivers but only one occupied your mind every time you think about him.
I think you know who I’m talking about.
Your support for Lewis goes back to 2015, discovering the sport and immediately wanting to put your journalism skills to the test, aiming for the f1 paddock to at least catch a glimpse of the most talked about driver. Quickly building up a blog and several other social media accounts, you got to telling the world your thoughts and feelings for every race and your supporters rooted for you to achieve your goal.
Having the opportunity to attend thee race in 2020 as a guest of F1, you arrived at the Turkish Grand Prix with your head held high and a dress so gorgeous that it sparked rumours between you and the driver you were writing about. Not to mention the hug he gave you when you first met in the Mercedes garage, praising and thanking you for the support over the years. He’s been watching you and your work. That made your heart so warm.
Then he won his 7th world championship, breaking all records and that day, he deemed you his lucky charm.
And since then, it’s been a work wife-work husband friendship between you two. Fans constantly shipping you too, the clips of your shared interviews at the media pen of the intense eye contact and even off-track sightings once in a while such as a quick lunch.
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The atmosphere in Australia was unlike anything you’ve ever seen in your career, the paddock was practically painted red, Ferrari red to be specific. Everyone eager for Lewis to arrive as his first season as a driver for the legendary team.
Deciding to subtly support him and his new team, you rocked maroon everything, not yet ready to fully embrace the extreme bright red. It just might be your new favourite colour, from your hair right down to the tips of your high heeled boots.
Whilst setting your camera equipment up (gracefully given to you by Ferrari themselves), you couldn’t help but reminisce back to the year before of when he told you he was leaving Mercedes, a single facetime call in the nighttime.
“You made me pause the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, this better be good.” You said, placing the popcorn bowl down on your coffee table. Giving him squinted eyes, he just smiled at you.
“Are you alone right now?” He asked and that set aback for a bit. “You tryna do something funny, Lewis? Because you’re in Monaco right now and I’m at my house.” You raised your eyebrow at him, hiding how nervous you were to even suggest that to him but thankfully, he took it as a joke.
“No no, I’ve got some big news and I wanted to tell you before it gets out.” He replied, seeing how you stood up and placed your phone on your kitchen counter to prepare for this. “Okay, I’m ready. What’s up?” You clasped your hands together, not prepared to hear what came out of his mouth next.
“I’m moving to Ferrari next year.”
“You’re lying.” And all he did was smile as he saw your face drop at this news. He shook his head and that woke you to run around your apartment screaming. Running back to your phone, he was still there but just laughing his lungs out.
“Give me the details right now or else I’ll fly there. I’m not playing, Lew.”
A small smile was plastered on your face as you racked through the memories of that night and till that day, you still couldn’t believe it even though it was right in front of you. The media pen became louder and louder as you continued to mic yourself up along with connecting the mic to the camera and you immediately knew who caused the stir.
He already had such an aura surrounding him so much so that you could feel him whenever he entered the room. You were aware he arrived earlier and most likely changed but seeing the official team shirt on him was odd but fitting.
Lewis had a simple routine whenever he got to the media pen: everyone else then you because his time with you could be lengthened and he was so damn grateful that it was a Thursday because it meant even more time just walking around the paddock pretending it’s an interview when really, you guys were just spending time together.
After all the drivers had their interviews with you, laughing as they walked away because of some joke you told or happy that you asked different questions than everyone else. The man of the hour strolled over to your section with a look in his eye that gave you a shiver down your spine.
“Do not give me that look, Lewis. It’s weird seeing you in that shirt.” You said as he leaned against the barricade, maintaining eye contact with you. “I’m just taking in the red on you, it’s your colour.” He smirked at the reaction from you, the slight shock from the tone of his voice.
There was always a tad bit of tension between the two of you, feeling that twinge of a spark whenever he merely touched you. As you worked with over the years, you wanted your crush on him to diminish because that would just be unprofessional but he did not seem to care. At all. Often being spotted at various places together that he claimed were just two friends hanging out but just one look from him could have you in the clouds of days.
“Uh..huh. Wanna get these questions done or you wanna keep staring?” You asked with sass, watching him tilt his head a little and maintaining eye contact. “We can go right ahead, Y/n.” Lewis replied and you knew this was going to be a long interview.
Several questions later with a bunch of tension that you were sure the viewers would catch, you discreetly turned the camera to ask one of your infamous unserious questions that you did with every driver and you were sure this one were to get a laugh out of Lewis.
Holding the little card in front of you, you grinned with your left eye closing slightly more than the other. “It’s one of my favourite parts of any interview, unserious question time.” You said. “How unserious are we speaking here?” He asked with the slightest grin on his face just admiring you do your job.
“Only if you promise to answer it.” You said, holding out your manicured pinkie finger and Lewis hooked his with yours, solidifying the promise. “Okay okay, the whole world was shocked on how much Ferrari wanted you so much so that they literally doubled your salary.” You started.
“It’s now sitting at a hundred million a year. My question to you is who you gonna share it with and will it be me?”
“If you’re being serious, then it can be you.” He smiled and in that moment, your stomach dropped.
“Carl Davidson, I’m not playing around. Are you being for real?” You asked, lowering your voice so that no one could hear a thing.
He leaned in a bit more to whisper his next answer. “As real as you meeting me later on for dinner.” Lewis faced you then winked, walking away with your face still in shock. After standing there for what felt like forever, you felt your phone vibrate with a text from the man himself.
lew <3
you look gorgeous in red btw
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yourusername “anything you want, princess” — lewis hamilton.
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user give me your game card
user you’re eating the red wig DOWN
spinzbeatsinc oh for him to buy me a g wagon
yourusername you already have one???
user you gold digging bitch
user no ways 😭
user not you using him for his money
user think about it, what is he gonna do with so much??
fan she got the chance and she took it, i gotta respect it
user i hope this is a hard launch because i’ve been shipping these two for YEARS
user me too!!
lewishamilton just say the word 🫡
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saint’s team radio (again) 🎀: hope you all enjoyed! again, this is like a crack fic lol. there’s so many stories that’ll be released soon i’m excited 🥹 okay bye!
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lorarri · 5 months
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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 ─ 𝐓𝐘𝟐𝟐 ˚₊· ꒱꒱
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─ summary . . . ❨ with the kpop girl gourp aespa on a haitus one of the member decideds to venture out of the pond all the way to italy where she meets someone who becomes very important to her very fast ❩  ─ pairing . . . ❨ yuki tsunoda x fem! nakagami! kpop idol! reader ❩  ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ uffff been a while since I wrote for yuki so here's one quick fic tbh this kinda got me back into kpop but anyway enjoy! ❩
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❨ taglist | masterlist ❩
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DUMBASS BIG BROTHER 🎶 I know somthing you don't 🎶 🎶 I know something you will never know 🎶
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER Taka... wtf do you want
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER first of all rude second of all why are you mad bro thrid you are gonna call me the greatest in the world in a sec
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER it's 4am here dumbass ever heard of something called time difference? and why tf would I call you the greatest in the world is it april first or have you changed your name to lewis hamilton with out telling me
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER ouch oh yeah I forgot the time difference thing my bad anyway I got you a VIP paddock pass to f1 gp in Monza
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER WHAT?!?!? WHY DIDN'T YOU START WITH THAT OMG WHERE DID YOU GET THE PASS FROM
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER from my friend yuki
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER yuki? AS IN JAPANESE DRIVER YUKI TSUNDOA? RED BULL DRIVER YUKI TSUNODA?
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER yes. he's my friend
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER wow I can't belive you actually have friends *that I'm going to monza sorry autocorrect
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER sure... anyway do you want the pass or not?
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER YES YES YES that's a dumb question to ask tbh
DUMBASS BIG BROTHER yeah ik just remember no boys I've asked Yuki to keep an eye on you your not allowed to date until your 60
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER dear god your worse than dad but thanks for the pass bro
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GASSY BOY okay so CAN WE FINALLY TALK ABOUT THE TENSION BETWEEN YUKI AND THAT GIRL NOW
MAD MAX what girl?
ALBONO the one from the podium yeah I though they were gonna kiss on camera
SEXY AUSSIE COWBOY her names Y/N I think? her brother's a motogp driver I think Yuki what's his name
YUKI-A-TRON Takaaki Nakagami Y/N is his younger sister and there is nothing between us
SPICEY SHIT HEINZ SAINZ I smell bullshit carbron I mean you gave her a full on tour of the paddock and everything
YUKI-A-TRON that's cuz I'm friends with her brother and I was doing him a favourite
GASSY BOY huh yeah still don't buy it
MAD MAX same
ALBONO same
SEXY AUSSIE COWBOY same
YUKI-A-TRON fuck off
SPICEY SHIT HEINZ SAINZ yeah he's defiently in love
SEXY AUSSIE COWBOY agreed
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yourinstagram my pretty boy 🤍
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yukitsunoda0511 my pretty girl 🤍
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user WHAT?!?!?
yourinstagram this isn't what I had in mind when I said soft launch but I love it regardless 🤍 liked by yukitsunoda0511
user RUE WHEN WAS THIS
user smh why all hoes acting surpised we all saw this coming
pierregasly yukino, be thankful takanagami isn't an F1 driver because if he was he might deliberately crash you into the wall at the next race 😬 ⤷ yukitsunoda0511 that sounds like a him problem :) ⤷ user bro really said does it look like I care?
user MOTHER AND FATHER
takanagami your so dead ⤷ yukitsunoda0511 hello future brother in law
takanagami you were meant to make sure that she doesn't date THAT DID NOT MEAN YOU COULD DATE HER
user this is just what I need redbull winning in other aspects (merc fan here)
user wow I don't know who I'm more jealous of yuki or Y/N
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DUMBASS BIG BROTHER Y/N WHAT THE FUCK YUKI REALLY?!??! DEAR GOD I'M LOSING IT RN 54 missed calls from dumbass big brother why aren't you or yuki answering the phone
SMARTASS LITTLE SISTER Calm the fuck down then we'll talk till then byeeeeeee
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@notesmadefromthedark ─ Hello! I was wondering do you take in MotorGP x F1 crossover requests? Y/N is a successful kpop idol who's group is currently on a break who's older brother is Takaaki Nakagami I was wondering if you could do a y/n is Takaaki Nakagami's younger sister who's a big fan of F1 and as a birthday gift Taka asks Yuki for a paddock pass so taht y/n can watch her first f1 race, which is Monza 🥹 Yuki agrees to it but when he meets y/n he slowly falls inlove with her. After the race in Monza where Yuki gets p1. He and y/n start to spend more time with each other. So, if Yuki isn't busy with a race he attends Taka's races just to hang out with y/n or y/n goes to Yuki races if Taka is busy. Taka does not know that Yuki and y/n are seeing each other. But some fellow redbull racers from both motorgp and f1 can see the romance blossoming 🙈 so, when yuki soft launches y/n all twitter goes crazy including the other drivers And when y/n soft launches yuki all of kpop twitter, motorgp, and taka go crazy like taka has a mental breakdown in the comments After the chaos from the soft launch, Yuki and Y/N hard launch each other via Y/N's entertainment agency and both confirm the statement. They ignore taka's phone calls and text message. Pierre comments "yukino, be thankful @takanagami isn't an F1 driver because if he was he might deliberately crash you into the wall at the next race 😬" - pierre replies: "answer his calls you two!!"
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blondiee188 · 11 days
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Friends teasing me for my weight in on vacation 🤭
A group of my friends I haven’t seen in a while asked me to go on a trip with them. I agreed but forgot about the fact that they haven’t seen me in so long and I’m not exactly the same. I never post pictures of myself on social media and none of them FaceTime me so they would have no clue that I’ve gained 60lbs+ since they last saw me.
I packed my old bathing suit assuming it would fit as well as some of my leggings and crop tops. Obviously I knew I had gained weight because the whole thing has been pretty intentional but the leggings are stretchy I assumed it would cover up my weight gain.
We all met at the airport. I was the first to arrive so I grabbed some food because I was starving. I went to McDonald’s and got my usual, 2 double hamburgers, a large fry, 2 sundaes, and 2 apple pies. I was nearly done when I heard someone call my name. I whipped my head around and sucked in my much softer belly.
“Oh, uh, hi. I didn’t realize you were here” I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment from being seen like this.
She looked at all of the food in front of me and then back at me, “yeah. You have your location on so I just followed it.” She walked around the table and went to grab the chair but stopped herself, “sorry it looks like you have someone sitting here already?”
I was a bit confused until I realized that she was right it did look like someone was eating with me. “No it’s just me, I was uh, just really hungry.”
I noticed her eyes landed lower then I would’ve liked. Instead of staring at my boobs that were 5X bigger then they used to be her eyes landed on the roll on my belly. It strained against my sweatpants waistband that tightened as I ate. “You know, you really shouldn’t eat that crap it’s not good for you.”
“I don’t usually” was all I said.
she gave me a knowing look, “yeah right, maybe last year. My cousin tells me you always go to the McDonald’s she works at and order an insane amount”
Before I could respond I heard my other friends approaching and quickly threw my food in the nearest garbage can. When I returned my friend who sat with me chuckled, “you can hide the food but you can’t hide that,” she poked my belly.
I blushed and then one of my friends hugged me from behind, “oh wow! Someone’s softer, look at that ass! Getting curvy girl.” She winked at me and smiled.
“she’s not curvy she’s chubby” my snobby friend said. She pinched my belly, “you look like you should size up in those pants.”
I couldn’t think of a response but luckily one of my other friends showed up and changed the conversation, “hey guys! I got us all matching shirts to where let’s put them on now so we can take pictures at the airport”
She handed each of us shirts that were all XS and matched her own. She waited outside of the bathroom for us while we all changed. In the bathroom we all went into the same stall, I wanted to go into my own now feeling self conscious but they had forced me to go into the same one as them.
“you don’t need to be embarrassed just because you are bigger then us you know we are just teasing you”
That made me feel more at ease, I pulled my shirt off and grabbed the new one. I pulled it over my head and then found it stuck over my boobs. If I could just pull this over them. I pulled and pulled.
“it’s okay if you can’t get it on I’m sure she will understand.” My friend comforted me.
My snobby friend looked up when she heard that and smirked, “She’s going to be pissed. Fatty.”
“Would you stop being mean to her, who cares if she let herself go.” My friend replied.
“I do, we are all supposed to be fit” was her response,
Right as the final word left her mouth the shirt pulled over my breasts and covered a little less then half of my belly. “I am fit, I might have gained a bit of weight but I’m still skinny like you.
They all chuckled at that. “It’s okay to not be skinny and you’re not.” My friend exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes and unlocked the stall when I felt someone’s hand wrap around my wrist, “You should put your other shirt on” my friend said.
“Ugh would you guys stop I look fine” I walked out and caught multiple people staring at my belly. I knew it was a bit snug and I was a bit bigger but I didn’t realize how much bigger I looked in this. I felt my cheeks heating and then caught my reflection in a mirror. “Oh” I muttered.
“What the-“ my friend was standing around the corner. “Ummm if it doesn’t fit you can put your other shirt on”.
“it looks fine” I said knowing that while my cheeks heated so did the spot between my thighs.
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The next day I woke up and realized that I had no other option but to wear the crop tops that I brought. I wouldn’t eat as much to try and hide my inner Feedee. I mean luckily I still look skinny in this…right? 🐷✨
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tayyytayyy12 · 2 months
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Hello 🫶🏻 I'm a big fan of your writing. I had an idea for a fic I'd really love if you could write, it's sort of like an AU, if that's okay? Could I please request a forbidden lovers angst and fluff with Lando? Reader and Lando are in love but are kept apart, I was thinking like maybe a royal AU if that makes sense? Or otherwise like they're both from wealthy families but they don't approve of their relationship.
Reader's family forces her to marry someone they've chosen to stop them being together. Lando comes to her on the wedding day to see her and it's like a sad goodbye, but at the altar she refuses the vows because she knows she'll only ever want Lando. So they just decide to ignore their families' control and run away together? Angsty with a fluff happy ending, please. I hope that makes sense. Take care of yourself ❤️❤️
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Untouchable
Summary - Reader is the daughter of the feared mafia boss of Monaco, and when you start to fall for your father’s biggest enemy, you know chaos will come. Eventually, readers father tries to marry her off to someone else, but Lando won’t go down without a fight, even if that means giving up everything he had made his in the process.
Pairing - Mafia!Lando Norris x Reader
Warnings - Swearing, fighting, blood mentioned, smoking, reader is 19 lando is 24, poorly translated French, slightly smutty, not been proof read, slightly rushed.
Genre - Fluff, angst, social media AU
Notes - Okay, this has been in my requests for TOO LONG! Its honestly such an amazing idea, (I decided to make it Mafia because I got inspired) but this is honestly so so so good, I took so long to answer it because I wanted to make sure I did it justice 😭
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‘The untouchable heiress’ that was your nickname, it was pretty obvious why, you was the heiress to the biggest and most feared mafia in the whole of Europe. You was your fathers pride and joy, since the moment he held you for the first time he vowed no one who he didn’t see fit would ever lay eyes on you, and he went to extreme lengths to make sure that no one ever did.
You wasn’t sure how your father expected you to take over a mafia, you was soft spoken, couldn’t handle anyone raising their voice to you, and looked so calm and approachable 24/7, another reason why your fathers foes and friends knew of you, but had never laid eyes on you.
“Y/n, 𝘔𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦” you looked up from your phone in your hand when you heard the voice of your father approach you.
“Hi 𝘗𝘢𝘱𝘢.” You said with a small smile as your father pressed a kiss to your cheek and gave a small nod to the three bodyguards that followed you everywhere you went.
“I have a very important meeting tomorrow,” He said, but before he could continue you sighed and said, “And you want me to sit in my room and not come out until Mrs.Dion comes to collect me so you can tell me what deal you’ve made now, 𝘖𝘶𝘪?
Your father smirked slightly, “You know me well my daughter, but no, nit this time. This time I want you to sit in on the meeting with me.”
Your smile dropped a tiny bit, if you overheard your bodyguards conversation correctly then your father was meeting with a very dangerous man, the leader of the British mafia who wanted to take his business over to Monaco, and he wanted you to sit in on that meeting out of them all? “Oh, papa-,”
He held his hand out in front of him, making your words stop before they could leave your mouth, “No arguments. Be ready in the morning, Owen and Jule will pick you up from your room and bring you in hmm? It’s about time you start getting to know about these things if you hope to take over one day.”
You nodded and muttered a quite ‘yes’ before your father walked away, you didn’t what to take over, he wanted you to, but there was no arguing with a man like your father.
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You was nervous as you sat I’m a chair behind your fathers desk, he said that he didn’t need you to speak, he just needed you to observe and learn how to successfully close a deal.
Your attention was pulled away from your twiddling thumbs when your father’s office door opened and in walked two bodyguards followed by a man unlike anyone you had ever seen before.
He was tall, with dark, curly brown hair and gorgeous eyes, your attention snapped away from him when your father stood to shake the man’s hand, “Mr. Norris, pleasure to meet you.”
The man shook back and spoke back, his English accent thick compared to your father’s French one, “Please, Lorenzo, call me Lando, and the pleasures all mine.” He said as your father gestured for him to take a seat.
You observed him carefully as he and your father discussed ‘business’ (that’s just what you call it because you don’t like the way that your father deals with people who do him wrong, you didn’t think murdering and beating people till they was unrecognisable was a fair way to deal with things) the way he moved, so clean and confident.
“So you want me to help you show that you’re the main leader in this country to this Richard person, for one hundred thousand?” Lando asked as if your father was stupid, which, your father hated.
“Yes, Lando, I feel like that’s a good deal.” Your father said, “And I’m future refrain from talking to me like that.” He finished with a glare.
Lando but the inside of his cheek, trying to suppress a grin, “I have no interest in your money, Lorenzo, especially that little, pocket change. But, I can think of one thing I might be interested in.”
“And what’s that?”
“The timid one that’s been sitting in the corner saying at her shoes like she’s about to burst into tears, who’s she?” Your head shot up when you realised he was talking about you, he was look at you in your direction.
Your father cleared his throat, “That would happen to be my daughter, Y/n, what would she have to do with this?”
Lando’s eyes lingered on you, “I’ll tell you what, you give me your daughter to live with me for a month, and you’ll have yourself a deal.”
“What?” You said as your eyes flew to your father, “Papa no.”
“Sush Y/n,” he snapped at you as he looked back towards Lando, “Only a month?”
“Not a day more.”
He thought for a moment before holding his hand out for Lando to shake, “You have yourself a deal.”
Lando looked at you with a small but of kindness, seemingly noticing your fear, “Have her packed within the hours and I’ll send my men to give Richard a little message.”
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The car ride was silent, your legs were curled into your chest as tears flowed down your face as Lando sat besides you in the back of the car, the driver not acknowledging either of you.
“Hey,” he said softly making you life your head lightly to look towards him, “don’t cry.” He said gently.
You looked at him like he was stupid, “My father just basically sold me to a complete stranger, a mobster, for a whole month. I have every right to cry.” You said as another year slipped out.
“Your names Y/n, right?” He asked, ignoring your outburst, you nodded ever so slightly as you curled into yourself even more, “I’m Lando.”
“Why did you want me?” You asked in a hushed whisper.
He sighed and ran a hand over his face, “Have you ever heard of the Howard family?”
You nodded, “My father’s biggest rivals.”
“They was planning on taking you, using you as collateral for your father to surrender his land, assets, everything, when I found out it was you, and I saw how unsuspecting and pure you looked, I wanted you to help.” He said as you looked at him estranged.
“Thank you,” you said as you looked him in the eyes, “Thank you.” You didn’t know what to say, this man, a complete and utter stranger, had helped you?
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The weeks flew by, you and Lando got along better than you though, the two of you had developed a routine, wake up and eat breakfast together, then Lando would go to work for hours, then he would come and eat dinner with you, he made you feel welcomed.
“I’m sorry I’m late.” Lando muttered as he threw his wadded up tie onto the kitchen side, he was joining his face from you.
“It’s okay,” you say with a small smile, “are you okay?”
“Yes.” He said blatantly.
He turned slightly as he shed himself of his suite jacket, you saw the blood dripping from the corner of his eye, “mon Dieu Lando!” You exclaimed as you tried to stand in front of him but he turned away from you again.
“I’m fine Y/n!” He said loudly, not quite yelling as you noticed the blood on his knuckles as well.
You huffed at him, “Well you’re clearly not Lamdo so either you let me take care of you or I will leave right now.”
He sighed and turned towards you slowly, that’s when you saw his cut lips, bloodily and back eyes, and cut on his eyebrows and bleeding knuckles.
“Oh Lan,” you whispered quietly, “let me take care of you,”
“No Y/n, I’m okay.”
“It wasn’t a question Lando,” you said as you gently grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom, which was overly large, much like the rest of the lavish home, as you hopped up to sit in the counter so you could reach his face properly.
“You still look pretty.” You said with a small smile as you wetted a cotton ball with some disinfectant, apologising quietly when you saw Lando’s eye twitch from the sting when you pressed it to his cuts.
He smiled lightly when you said that, “I’m nothing compared to you sweetheart.” You couldn’t help your redding cheeks as you focused on the many cuts around his eyebrows.
“What happened, Lan?” You asked in a whisper.
He sighed, “I was out, meeting with your father and he said some things and I yelled and his men went for me.”
“My father’s Men did this? What did he say?”
Lando sighed, “he said some things about you. About how you was too weak to lead a mafia, and I lost it.”
“You did this for me?” Only then did you notice the position the two of you were in, you was sitting on the counter, and he had boxed you in, arms either side of you as he next down so he was eye level with you.
“I think I’d do anything for you.” He mummed as you got lost in each others eyes before you took control of the situation, and kissed him, heavily, he returned it instantly of course, with even more force.
He picked you up by your legs as the wrapped around his waist as he pressed you against the wall of the bathroom, as he began trailing kisses down your neck to you collar bone he slid his hands under the back of your top, as you threw your head back at the feeling.
“Lando.” You said breathlessly as he hummed against your neck as he left another mark there, making you his, “I’ve never done this before.”
He pulled away when you said that and looked at you so honestly, nothing between the two of you, “Yiu don’t have to do it with me my love, I’ll never force you,” he said gently but you was quick to shake your head.
“There’s no one I’d rather do it with.” You said as he smiled and tipped his shirt off, and the night git swept away into a cloud of pleasure.
You knew that this wouldn’t blow over well with your father at all, but all you could think about at that moment was Lando’s hands and lips on your body, and how you never wanted them to leave.
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cactuscoolerr · 7 months
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⋆。˚. lacy - itoshi rin, mikage reo, isagi yoichi
• sfw
• notes: this is loosely based off of lacy by olivia rodrigo because i love that song a lot ( • ᴖ • 。)
content: pro player characters x insecure reader (mentions of an ex girlfriend)
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. ˚ 。⋆ itoshi rin
you sat in bed after rin left for his morning run. usually, you wouldn't wake up since he'd leave earlier than you usually got up but lately, you went on an accidental rabbit hole that included his ex girlfriend and anything that had to do with her social media accounts.
she was beautiful, looking like she could be a model. she was taller than you were and had a few.. qualities.. that you didn't. she had the most gorgeous freckles adorning her cheeks and the most captivating eyes you had ever seen - aside from your boyfriends.. no ones eyes could beat his.
you couldn't help but stare at her pictures before moving to look at yourself in the mirror. if she was his type before, it made you wonder why he fell in love with you. her looks were far different from how you looked.
it wasnt that you didn't like how you looked. but you couldn't help but compare yourself to her when she looked so different from how you did.
"what are you doing?"
you jumped slightly from where you stood in front of the mirror and snapped your head towards where rin was leaning against the door frame. "uh.. mirror.." you weakly pointed at your reflection and rin snorted a laugh.
"yeah.. i see that," rin came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, looking at how well your reflection complimented his. "i didn't think you'd be awake. you usually aren't, lazy"
with a glare pointed towards rin, you huffed and leaned your head back against his chest. "im not lazy.."
rin hummed a soft reply and stared into your eyes in the mirror. he knew something was wrong but he wasn't sure if you'd want to talk about it. he was never one to pry, only waiting to see if you'd bring it up to him.
instead of asking, rin gently grabbed your hand and wordlessly dragged you out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen. "what're you doing..?" your small pout made rin laugh softly. "just wait, okay?"
when you reached the kitchen, you saw a big bouquet of flowers on the counter. you looked at rin with a shocked expression before gently touching the flower petals and the leaves. "what's this for?" you asked, your voice small, almost like a whisper.
"you know i notice every time you're overthinking, right?" rin gave a questioning look before sighing. "im not gonna make you talk about it but whatever it is, you're stressing yourself out over something that you shouldn't be stressing out about"
rin moved to gently hold your face in his hands, his gaze still hard but you know he meant well. "my beautiful girl.." he whispered softly and sweetly kissed your forehead. "stop overthinking, okay..?"
"okay.." you whispered and leaned upwards to capture his lips in a loving kiss, craving his affection after the mental exhaustion you put yourself through the past week. and he was happy to give it to you if it meant he'd get to see his girl smile more for him.
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. ˚ 。⋆ mikage reo
"so.. what was your ex like.." you asked in a casual tone like you were asking about the weather.
reo paused his stirring as he looked back at you, moving his gaze back towards the food after a second to finish cooking. "why're you asking me this?"
"just wondering.."
a soft sigh sounded from your boyfriend as he turned off the stove, moving towards where he left you to sit on the counter. he stood between your legs, gently caressing your thighs as he did so. "if you want to know about her, you can look her up. there's plenty about her on the internet" he spoke with a soft tone but something told you he didn't want to talk about it any longer.
"i think i'd kill myself if i looked her up and saw about her latest trip to appear in the paris fashion week" you half joked with a small laugh.
"is that what this is about?" reo held a disappointed look, making you feel small under his gaze. "are you comparing yourself to her or something?" the accusing tone in his voice made you feel even smaller.
you froze slightly in your place, making reo sigh. "have you ever looked her up..?' reo asked softer than his tone before. with reo's gaze still on you, you shook your head no and glanced down at your phone. "i just know you guys dated for a few years.. and she's a super famous model.."
"look her up," reo gently brought your phone into your hands. "see what kind of person she is"
hesitantly, you turned on your phone but you couldn't bring yourself to do as he said. you knew couldn't bear to see the way tabloids complimented her and showed the most gorgeous pictures of her on runways in designer clothes.
reo was still looking at you, sighing softly when he realized you wouldn't. "you really shouldn't compare yourself to her.." his hands found home on the swell of your cheeks, forcing your gaze to meet his. "you're so beautiful.. and the love of my life.. she wasn't and she never will be"
his soft sigh made you sigh, making reo crack a smile. "i love you, too.." your soft voice met reo's ears and he leaned in to kiss you. "don't compare yourself to her because you mean it when you say you love me.. she didn't"
"really..?"
reo nodded slightly and kissed you again, softer this time. "she liked the popularity our relationship had.. liked that she got to attend more events.." your soft hum told reo that he should continue. "but she was cheating on me for a while before i broke up with her"
this time, you pulled away and looked at him shocked. "cheated? on you?"
your tone made reo laugh before nodding. "i don't think she's one that could love another person, only what they bring her.." his soft tone made you sad but you still nodded. "i love you so much, reo.."
reo's eyes met yours once more, making him nearly melt on the spot. your voice and eyes held sincerity and he knew then that he'd definitely be spending the rest of his life with you. "i love you even more, bunny.."
at the sound of the nickname, your cheeks reddened as you glared at your boyfriend. "i told you not to call me that" your whiny tone made reo laugh and he pulled you into his tight embrace. "can't resist it when you give me such a cute reaction"
his teasing tone elicited another small whine from you, making him fall even more hopelessly in love with you.
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. ˚ 。⋆ isagi yoichi
you and isagi sat uncomfortably inside of the restaurant as the two of you waited for your food. just before, you had been bombarded by paparazzi, asking isagi questions about his training and his time in the city. it didn't bother you much until his ex was brought up.
isagi's ex was popular on social media. she came from a wealthy family, so naturally, she'd hang around only the most popular people. she was basically the 'it' girl at the moment that everyone loved. and she just so happened to be the ex girlfriend of your very famous boyfriend.
"you know it's not true.." isagi tried hesitantly to break the silence, but you only huffed softly, crossing your arms over your chest with an annoyed gaze at the table. "we only dated for a few months.."
when he got no other response than your pouty expression and small huffs of annoyance, isagi gave up on trying to reason with you.
after dinner, the two of you walked to isagi's car. you didn't have any time to react before isagi was ushering you into the backseat, pouncing on you with fervor and desperation. "i love you.." his voice was breathless as he kissed your neck, making you whine loudly and angle your neck sideways for him to have more room.
"do i have your attention now..?" isagi asked as he pulled away, gently pulling your dress back down your thighs as it slipped up when he was on top of you. your small nod made isagi sigh softly in relief. "i never loved her you know.. i just thought she was pretty so i agreed when she asked me out.."
"that doesn't change the fact that everyone thinks you two were a better fit than you and i.." you sighed and looked down at your hands. "it's kinda hard to be with you when all i hear about is how people want you to date another woman.."
even before you could finish your sentence, isagi angled your face back up towards him. " i love you.. didn't you hear me the first time?"
"well.. yeah but-"
"i love you," isagi kissed you passionately, holding your hips down as he grew more desperate for you to hear him. "i love you.." he whispered against your lips. "only you.."
his hand found your left hand, gently thumbing over the jewel that sat heavy on your ring. "if i loved her, i would have asked her to marry me.. but i never loved her. i want to spend the rest of my life with you. only you.."
"okay.."
isagi watched you with a desperate gaze and you nodded, closing your eyes so he couldn't see how his words were making you tear up. "i love you.." you whispered and pulled his face down so his lips could meet yours into a rough kiss, desperately gripping onto his shirt as he kissed back just as rough.
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pr3ttyb0ym2g · 2 months
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MANAGER ꒰VEES 𝘅 gn! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳꒱ PART 1: Velvette's Favoritism
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ;; Platonic. In which you're the Vees/VVV's very valued manager, a collection. 𝘼/𝙉 ;; I just love their dynamic smm oml. I can't stop myself. Will write SO MUCH more and add onto this collection!!
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☆ You applied on a whim, applying for Velvette's social media team, and unexpectedly landed the job. A job you were probably the least qualified for compared to the other applications ☆ And you weren't the only member of Velvette's team of course, there were several others, but as weeks went by, many were fired for either pissing off Velvette or just not living up to her expectations ☆ You kept your job as you never talked back or shit-talked her, doing your workload and pleasing the young overlord ☆ Velvette continued to fire employees overtime, narrowing her attention onto you, one of her now-experienced employees ☆ She came to you more and yet you never scrambled under all the pressure; you remained calm and did your job ☆ Even jobs you never signed up for, like getting her coffee and such. (Those were her assistant's tasks) ☆ Or bat-shit crazy tasks, again, never complaining and just holding back your disgusted expressions ☆ You never noticed, but many other employees began to dislike your presence ☆ Velvette favored you too much now ☆ She began calling you by name and addressing you properly, compared to everyone else, this was a new level ☆ Her other employees were just "somebody", but you were "[name]" ★ "Bloody hell! Somebody get [name] right now!" ☆ Being Velvette's favorite did come with perks and pet names, she called you "darling" more often than anyone else, and treated you with more care than others ★ "Oh lovely, you did just what I asked. Now go rest, kisses darling." ☆ All the attention increased ten fold after her assistant was fired for sleeping with one of Velvette's best selling models, somehow getting an STD and giving Velvette a PR nightmare ☆ You were immediately promoted as her assistant ☆ But becoming her assistant just made your work load much heavier, now you're covering everything she needed you to ☆ Assisting several departments, handling scheduling and shoots of everyone (from the models to Velvette's), guiding the current media staff, and so much more ☆ You followed her like a shadow, you noted everything she said while simultaneously doing every other task that had to be done ☆ Because you did a huge bundle of work and held a great matter of importance, Velvette gave you her phone number as well as access to higher floors of the Vee tower, something extremely personal ☆ But one day you overheard an exchange between Velvette and Valentino, one you realized you shouldn't be listening to, after only trying to speak with your boss about a drop in views
★ "Don't look at [name], Valentino! Don't even think about it." ✦ "What? I didn't do anything yet." ★ "I know what you're thinking, [name] will not become one of your porn stars." ✦ "Shame, they have the body and face for it." ★ "Do not fuck with me. They're one of the only employees I give any shits about." ✦ "Okay, okay amorcito, I understand." ☆ Velvette openly expressed her favoritism with the other Vee, given that they were close ☆ And Valentino was quick to surrender his plan on recruiting you, seeing as Velvette genuinely liked you (more than her favorite models that he ripped up the week prior) ☆ You weren't really sure how to react to that and you never did, pretending you never heard a peep ☆ So you left before you heard any more, not wanting to hear what other unexpected topics would be brought up ☆ Velvette has since never been seen without you ☆ She spoke to you about whatever was on her mind, no longer just asking for something to be done ☆ She would order you to sit with her on some couch and just talk ☆ You felt as though you got indirectly promoted to Velvette's personal therapist ★ "Ugh, and I can't believe that bitch has the nerve to insult my outfit when she's wearing fucking plaid!" ☆ Velvette also wore plaid. ☆ But her defense was: she wasn't dressing like an "old hag", so she could actually pull it off ☆ You sat and listened for endless hours, never taking your eyes off her
☆ Velvette highly appreciated this since Vox and Valentino both had their own jobs they were busy with ★ "But at least you listen to me, don't you [name]?" ☆ You only nodded in agreement, reassuring her
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azyimnothere · 2 months
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HEEEEEELLLLOOOO GUYS GUYS GUYS!!!! 💙💙💙
How are we doing today? I know that they were doing great
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It's pretty much an idealized version of what I think that Velchid selfie turned out like, I'd imagine that those little star cameras aren't all that great in resolution since they have so much going on in them to just be able to fly, do you think they'd be like drones or something? If that's the case I can just imagine how bad the paparazzi are in Mount Rageous, or would those cameras only be red carpet exclusive? Who knows, but either way I tried to make it look like a little shittier photo with a lot of blinga-ding from reflection and lights. I hope you guys like it! It isn't my best work to be honest but it's nice 😅
Oh and I don't know if this is already a thing or not, because I checked everywhere and couldn't really find it, tell me if you know someone who made this thingy first so I don't falsely claim it as mine okay?
So it's one where Orchid becomes a surprise assistant to Velvet and Veneer! (And of course Velchid is sprinkled in...not really sprinkled in, more like there's a full tub of salt)
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So here's a little backstory if you want to know :D
As we know, there was mentioning of an assistant in the movie, or I just imagine it, I'm not sure atp it's 3 in the morning.
Anywhezel, so I thought it would be in one of those accidental encounters by chance.
Crimp had a hard day, on the verge of a breakdown every second because siblings became "kinda" overbearing, and with no assistant around to help (because they most likely quit), she had no help around them. There was nobody who was willing to take the job that was licensed for working and helping celebrities that way because of all the horror stories previous assistants shared around. Siblings didn't really care Crimp was alone with them, so they just put all the extra stuff on her.
Crimp knew she needed a bit of help purely to keep her sanity on the line with her, so she decided to take a walk and think about what to do next (after she made sure siblings were in bed of course). She sat on a bench in the nearest neon-colored park and cried, not knowing what else to do, and had to let it out.
But she heard someone approaching, turns out it was a purple haired mount rageon and she looked at Crimp sadly, and asking her what's wrong. That's how Crimp met Orchid!
Orchid was making her way from the grocery store and saw Crimp crying on the bench late at night, Orchid recognised her easily since Crimp was mentioned a few times by the siblings on social media, there were also some photos. Plus, despite being small she was hard to miss.
Crimp explained her situation and told Orchid she couldn't do everything alone anymore, and that no one was willing to take over a bit of the burden since the siblings simply scared everyone off. Which made Orchid feel sorry for her.
But Orchid figured, that she could perhaps help Crimp out, the job at that doughnut shop she worked at just wasn't payed enough for her to move out of her mom's apartment, she wasn't forced to move but craved some independence ever since she turned 18 (which wasn't that long ago).
A good bonus was that she got to work with her favorite duo! despite it probably, being a little challenging.
Orchid gave that proposition to Crimp, which made Crimp a bit sceptical, Orchid was a nice girl and didn't deserve that kind of stress, but Orchid persisted because Crimp didn't deserve all that stress either.
On the end Crimp agreed, it only had to go through the approval of the siblings first.
And as expected, Veneer didn't really mind who was helping Crimp as long as they helped Crimp in the first place, and everything gets done in time.
Velvet on the other hand wasn't all that for it, she remembered Orchid faintly from a memory of a concert, which meant Orchid was a fan, she didn't want some nosy stalker snooping around. But as she inspected further, and listened to what Crimp had to say, she reconsidered it and ended up agreeing, unenthusiastically.
So that's how Orchid is now a busy celebrity assistant for two.
The story is a little basic, but it is solid I think, there will probably be comics about it in the future if you're interested! 💕
Also here's some Ritzneer I didn't post, warning! Boys kissing!!!
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kumapassion · 9 days
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Why you mad?
Pairings: jey uso x black reader
Warnings: none
Summary: you and jey aren't on speaking terms and he aims to fix that
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Jucey J💙🖤
bae
answer yo phone
why u still ignoring me huh?
stop declining my calls and pick up
i'm sorry damn
"She childish as hell" Jey shook his head as his numerous attempts to reach you failed. You weren't trying to talk to him in any capacity after the heated argument that took place, though it did happen last night. In typical petty fashion, maybe a tad bit over-dramatic, you stayed in your feelings the entire day over it. Not even wanting to look at his face which motivated you to get out early in the morning, and be absent from home ever since. And just to add insult to injury, you subbed him on ig & twitter.
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"Why women always do that?" he grumbled, not understanding the logic of alluding to personal relationship issues, to random folks on social media. These people love to speculate and gossip.
Jucey J💙🖤
You can't talk to me but you can sub me?
I told you bout that y/n, stop playin wit me
shit aint cute
you gotta step through dis door at some point
and imma get you
have yo ass cripple
Meanwhile you rolled your eyes at every incoming text, wanting so badly to curse him out, with fingers inching to rapidly type out the longest paragraph known to man.
"Girl just talk to that man and stop being petty" your bestie Shawna encouraged, as you and some others ate dinner in a restaurant. Whenever you fell out with Jey you immediately ran into the arms of your girls to clear your mind, and receive unsolicited advice in the process.
"Nah I'm good" you dismissed the thought, taking a sip from your drink as she sucked her teeth.
"So you just gon run away every time yall go at it?" she asked in disbelief as you shot her a glare.
"Maybe? It's better than arguing cause I can't get shit through his big ass head" you casually shrugged.
Kiara chimed in sarcastically from across the table, "hmm, sounds familiar" a snicker from the girls followed as you huffed dramatically.
"Sis you really be holdin' grudges tho, I feel like you be doin' this on purpose to get dicked down later" Shawna noted making your eyes roll in response.
"Yea I'm making him do & say stupid shit to piss me off so we can fuck like animals after, I'mma stop telling yall stuff" you muttered smartly, seemingly over this accountability session.
"Please do" Yara joked with a chuckle.
Shawna squinted her eyes, "bitch you got mad because he gave a fan his shirt."
"Okay?! he aint have to do that, giving fan service to these hoes aint apart of his job description" you got defensive. "Plus he does other shit, like being mad flirty with bitches."
"That boy ain leaving you tho y/n, you gotta stop being insecure and trust him."
"I dooo" you quickly retorted with a whine as your phone dinged multiple times signaling a barrage of texts.
"Bet that's him now aint it?" Shawna questioned with pursed lips. You ignored her and checked your phone to see it was in fact Jey messaging some more.
Jucey J💙🖤
ion like you not speakin to me baby fr, shit hurtin me
bout to go lookin for yo ass
wya?
Finally deciding to give him a reply you typed out one and sent it, satisfying his ache for the moment.
with my girls eating, stop whining
Jucey J💙🖤
where?
You
dont worry about it
Jucey J💙🖤
alr bet
You kissed your teeth at the vague response, placing your phone down on the table and reengaging in the new conversation.
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You and the other ladies were coming out the restaurant when you spotted Jey, leaning against his car with arms crossed, a mug plastered across his face.
"Ooooh" Shawna instigated quietly as yall got closer, "hey Jey!" the girls chirped simultaneously as he gave a head nod, still zoned in on you. All of them then dispersed to their respective rides as you stood in front of your man with features softened into a pout.
"Don't give me dat look" Jey said firmly as he pushed off the vehicle and stepped up to your shorter frame. "Where all that mouth at now?" the depth of his voice possessed a bass that had you shriveling up before him. "Huh?" he snarled through tight lips, "talk dat shit now y/n, you betta speak up cause you not gon have no vocal chords later."
Your heart spiked at the threat, for certain he was gonna wear you out till you couldn't formulate words from a sore throat.
Hell that seemed like a good time to you.
With lips barely parted, you spoke in a hushed tone under his intimidating presence, "how you find me here?"
"Ain no snitch" he replied simply. Had to be one of the girls, they rooted hard for your relationship when you sometimes didn't.
"Get in" he made a nod towards the passenger side where you started, feeling a sharp smack to the ass making you jerk. As the both of you got in and settled, he started up the truck and pulled off. The ride home was silent with tension that swallowed up the space you shared. He occasionally stole glances at you as he drove, getting under your skin as you wished he would keep his eyes on the road.
"What?!" you snapped with mean mug he returned even harsher.
"What the hell wrong witchu huh?" he asked bitterly.
"You Jey, your actions is what the hells wrong with me."
"What you don't trust me? You think I'mma cheat on you? Tell me" he urged as you starred out the window, reluctant to answer.
"Then you do dat shit, close up on me, ignore my texts, my calls, act like I'm not yo man—"
Your head snapped towards him, raising your voice, "you act like I'm not your girl!!"
"Cause I interact wit fans?? Be forreal y/n, my mama and you the only women that matter in my life, on me. I'm not throwin' dat away for no groupies" he spoke whole-heartily as you registered his words. Your sulking returned as you mumbled, "can you at least acknowledge my feelings?"
"I can baby, can you express em better?" he asked, pulling into the driveway and parking.
"I can" you nod.
"And no more of dat social media shit either, people too nosy as it is" he added on while unbuckling his seat-belt, and as did you with an, "ok daddy."
He scoffed at the delicate voice and politeness of your tone, too late for that. "Tryna be nice now, I'mma still tear dat ass up, c'mon."
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gavisuntiedboot · 1 year
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Hey, I love your gavi fics. Could you do one where reader is very confident and flirty, always making him nervous with how straight forward she is. Loves to compliment him and kiss his hand. Maybe even him getting teased my his teammates about it.
sry this is extremely specific 😅
Forward (Gavi x reader)
This was such a cute request omg.
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"Good morning Vogue Espana! I'm y/n, and this is Valeria, and today we'll be playing Vogue's 'Bestie Quiz'!"
You looked over at Valeria and gave her a wink, causing her to roll her eyes and laugh. The two of you made up 1/2 of Rumores, a Spanish pop group that rose to popularity through TikTok because of your relatable lyrics and how easily people could connect to the group members. You all had fun and bubbly personalities, still fimlimg vlog-style TikToks despite blowing up. Since you dropped your first album as a group, everyone was eager to get a piece of the next hot thing.
You had been contacted by an agency in Spain to get signed, and all moved into Barcelona within about a month. Since then, it had been borderline mayhem. Award shows, fashion shows, exclusive parties - the works. You were now at Vogue Espana headquarters, preparing for a group cover shoot. The editors had asked you and Valeria to pair up and make some video content, as you both had addictive personalities and bounced off each other really well. Long story short - any time you two filmed together, it got millions of views.
"Alright y/n lets start off with an easy one: what is my Starbucks order?"
You tried to cross your legs, almost falling over in the chair, causing the whole production crew to laugh.
"Ignore me almost dying. She's only asking me this question because she knows it really embarrasses me to my core to order this, especially here in Barcelona! It's a venti iced caramel macchiato, 9 pumps of caramel, extra caramel sauce on the top and bottom. Can you imagine having to say this out loud?"
The set was filled with laughter. They cut the take to get your makeup touched up, which was now melting off under the bright studio lights. You both continued to quiz each other, laughing and bantering playfully. You looked down at the cue cards with the questions, letting out a loud groan at the next question.
"Val this is rigged in your favor. How come I get all the hard questions and you get this? It's literally the easiest possible question?"
"Stop complaining because the producers think I'm cute and want life to be easy for me. Just ask the question."
"Okay okay: Who is my celebrity crush?"
"Oh wow you're right. That's so easy it's borderline cheating. Have you not seen her social media? Of course it's Pablo Gavi."
You leaned over the back of your chair dramatically, fanning your face.
"Ughhhhh Gavi! Have you ever seen a man so fine and so talented and so freaking delicious?"
Everyone in the studio had to hold back their laughter as so not have it be heard in the recording.
“She’s obsessed you guys I don’t even know how to explain.”
“I think obsessed is the wrong word.”
Valeria turned to you and gasped, getting up from her seat and running over to you, wrestling your phone from your hands. She pulled it free, walking up to the camera with it.
“Let me just make sure she has no inappropriate notifications. Not obsessed? Please look at her Lock Screen. It’s literally taking over her life.”
You hid your face in your hands as your screen lit up, revealing a picture of Gavi from the World Cup as your Lock Screen. The camera zoomed in on you, capturing your embarrassed reaction.
“Listen listen listen. I’ve been a Barça fan since forever. He’s fine and talented. How am I supposed to not fall in love with him?? I feel like that’s too much to ask for.”
Your crush on Gavi was not a secret by a long shot. It has been obvious to your audience since the World Cup qualifiers, when you posted a picture of him in the white uniform, captioning the photo “who is this and where can I find him 😍😍”. Your followers had come through, sending his handle in your DMs several thousand times. You followed him on Instagram and started fangirling in the comments of all his posts.
@uruser
“ Great job today Pablo 🥰”
“My favorite color is now pablo- I mean purple 🥵”
“The only heat in Qatar is gonna be you on the field 😘”
One day, as you did your makeup on a livestream, idly talking to your phone, you noticed the chat moving at a much faster pace than you were used to. You looked at the messages, trying to read something, but it moved so fast the letters blurred together.
"Wait wait how do I stop the chat I can't read you're all typing too quickly."
You figured out how to stop the comments flying by your face, reading the words "GAVI FOLLOWED YOU BACK".
You screamed at the top of your lungs. You started jumping in excitement, shaking the floor so much that your phone fell to the floor. Comments continued to fly in about how this was the beginning of your love story.
This was officially your in. Now that he followed you, you were able to swipe up on his Instagram stories. Every couple of days when Gavi would post, you would leave him flirty messages, never thinking he was going to respond.
"Amazing goal Gavi! You know you could score with me any day tho ;)"
This unfortunate cheesy message got a like. When you saw the small scarlet heart, you almost went into cardiac arrest. It was working. Slowly but surely you were getting him to recognize you.
Gavi hated pulling out his phone in the locker room. He would instantly hear wolf whistles and cheers from his teammates.
"Ay, Gavi, who are the messages from? The pop princess or the real princess?"
He would turn bright red, hiding his face in his shirt. He had seen your comments, and he didn't know who you were at first. He approached Pedri one day, asking him if he knew who you were.
"Gavi please be serious. You haven't heard of Rumores? They're opening for Rosalia this summer. They're super talented. And each member is hotter than the next."
"Wait," Balde chimed in, "who from Rumores is sending Gavi messages?"
"y/n"
Balde's eyes widened to the size of satellites. He grabbed the phone and started recording a voice message on the messages between you and Gavi.
"y/n my darling, this is Alejandro. Forget about this idiot Gavi and DM me your number. Let me appreciate you in a way that he cannot."
Gavi grabbed the phone back. The voice note had already sent, and you had opened the message. Shit. He was practically shaking, not knowing what to do.
"Ale! Why would you do that?" He asked, trying to look away from the three dots that indicated you were typing.
"Pablo you idiot. Do you know that she was number 5 in the "World's Hottest Women" ranking? She won best face AND best ass in Spain last year. If she wants a Barca player and you're fumbling, I am willing to step up." Gavi shoved him on the shoulder, eliciting a laugh from Pedri.
"Hermano, talk to her. She has made it more than clear that she likes you."
Gavi looked at his phone again, still confused as to what to say, when a new message popped up on the screen.
"Thanks for the offer Ale, but I'm still holding out hope that Gavi will message me back one of these days ;)"
He smiled and bit his lip, locking eyes with Pedri, who wiggled his eyebrows at Gavi suggestively. He hit the older boy on the shoulder, and they went out to his car. When they arrived at Pedri's, dragged Gavi onto the couch to show him clips of you talking about Gavi.
*y/n being in love with a spicy midfielder for 17 minutes*
"Pedri why do you have this video in your favorites?"
"Be quiet and watch."
The video started playing, and Gavi was stunned when you popped up on the screen. It was a clip of you at an award show, dresses in a gorgeous maroon two-piece that showed your midriff and lower stomach, as well as ornate stomach jewelry.
"y/n you look absolutely gorgeous this evening. We heard you were a Barcelona fan? Is this true? And if so, who is your favorite player?"
You smiled widely, causing Gavi's intestines to twist into pretzels.
"Of course I'm a Barca fan. All hot girls are Barca fans. My favorite player of all time is Messi, but on the current squad? Pablo Gavi. He's so talented and not to mention gorgeous."
Gavi brought a cushion to his chest and hugged it tightly. He was used to people calling him attractive in comments, but it was different seeing it live, hearing it from someone who the whole world thought was gorgeous. The next clip was a TikTok, in which you and Valeria danced in matching Gavi and Pedri jerseys.
"See Pablito, she already has your shirt for when she comes to the games to support you."
That comment earned Pedri a swift smack, which he was unable to dodge. Gavi continued to watch the rest of the video, borderline kicking his feet at how fuzzy he felt hearing that you thought he was hot and talented.
"Thanks for watching the Bestie Quiz! Make sure to like the video and subscribe to Vogue Espana. Bye!"
The camera switched off, and you and Valeria stepped off the chairs you were sat in. You immediately got onto Instagram live to pub the video.
"Hey everyone! We just got done filming for Vogue Espana's YouTube channel! Make sure to tune in when the video comes out. And... tomorrow we'll be touring a certain football stadium. Make sure you're following us here and on TikTok to stay up to date with all the latest from us!"
Gavi's jaw dropped. Of course he tuned into the live. He was eager to hear the sound of your voice, see your face lit up with joy. He had been thinking about you for weeks now, unable to say anything to you from embarrassment. He didn't know how to be charismatic and suave and the man that the internet portrayed him to be. He was a dork. He didn't know how talk to you. So when he heard that you were visiting a football camp, he texted the groupchat.
[Gavi]: Is that girl group coming to Camp Nou tomorrow?
[Pedri]: ah ah ah no one respond. Gavi, go ask your admirer. A good way to start a conversation.
[Ansu]: ^^^
[Alejandro]: retweet
He rolled his eyes. They were right. It was the perfect opportunity to reach out to you. But he was still nervous - what if he didn't live up to your expectations?
He typed out a simple message and hit send with his eyes closed.
@pablogavi - are you coming to el campo tomorrow?
"Valeria, remember how you told me that he would never talk to me because I was 'creepy' and a 'weirdo'? Well, eAT YOUR WORDS HE JUST MESSAGED ME!"
You flopped onto the couch, kicking your feet like a lovesick teenager.
@uruser - if I am, will you give me a special tour? xx
@pablogavi - i'll try
The next day you were positively giddy with joy. You were going to get a private tour of Camp Nou with your three closest friends. And you were going to be breathing the same air as Pablo Gavi. This was your chance to shoot your shot. You put on a black tank top and some light wash jeans that enhanced your award-winning ass. You turned on a livestream so people could watch you and Valeria do your makeup, playing Meg Thee Stallion as you got ready. You started dancing, twerking a little bit in the mirror.
"She's practicing for later when she sees Gavi."
You slap Valeria on the arm, the chat exploding at the idea. You ended the live shortly after, getting in your car to be driven over.
Gavi was a nervous wreck. He had changed his shoes three times, wondering which pair of Dunks would impress you the most. Gel or natural hair? Should he wear his classic long sleeve or just the jersey? Pedri's honking was disturbing the whole neighborhood. He ran downstairs (he picked the gray dunks), getting in Pedri's car as fast as possible.
"If Alejandro get to her first, you only have yourself to blame."
Gavi laughed lightly, but he felt like he was going to be sick.
You and the girls arrived to Camp Nou at 10am, eager to take a tour. You were greeted by several members of staff, including Sara, who worked the team's social media. She would be following you all throughout the day to get clips for the official Instagram and Twitter accounts. You walked into the office, greeted first by Xavi. You were all super excited to be in the presence of the coach and World Cup winner. He spoke with you about the history of the club, then lead you through the facilities to the locker room, where you would be meeting the players. Your group members walked in ahead of you as you grabbed a selfie with Xavi.
Gavi would never admit it, but he stood on his tiptoes to try and catch a glimpse of you. He was in jeans and a jersey, ditching the long sleeve since he wouldn't be hurting his arms (not because he saw a video of you saying that you were in love with his arms. That could never be the reason). You walk in and it was like someone had lit his veins on fire. He was so overwhelmed by your gentle laugh and your bright smile. Your eyes scanned the players and landed on Gavi, biting your lip and winking at him. He looked to the floor, hiding the satisfied look on his face from the cameras recording. You greeted all the players, and after getting past Ferran and Alejandro, you got to Gavi. He put one sweaty hand out for you to shake.
"Nice to finally meet you, Gavi. You're even better looking in person."
You shook his hand and pulled him in, giving him a kiss on each cheek. Typical for Spain, but not something you had done for the other players.
"I as well also think meeting you is good." Gavi stammered out, making absolutely no sense. You smiled at him, causing his heart to race faster. Your hand lingered on his for a moment before you moved on to Pedri.
"You're going to make a really bad impression on Xavi if you break our young talent in the middle of the season." He said to you, causing you to pull away and laugh, pretending you didn't have the faintest idea what he was talking about. At the end of the greetings, the team members pulled out the shirts that had been prepared for all of you. Sara pulled out yours and handed it to Gavi, knowing keeping you together would produce the best trending content. Fan service pays the bills. He unfolded the shirt and saw your name at the top, and under...
"Number 6?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow at you. You looked at him from your seat, patting the spot next to you. He reluctantly sat down, and held up the shirt for the photo. You placed your hand over his for the photo, and he felt like he was 12 again experiencing his first crush. When the photographers looked down to make sure the shot was clear, you leaned into Gavi's ear.
"I wanted to wear your new number. I hope it can bring you some good luck."
"You... you want me to have g-good luck?"
"Of course Pablo. When you do well you're happier, and then I'm happier."
Gavi was going to explode. What kind of woman were you? Who was this forward about their feelings? He took a deep breath and composed himself. The girls were all taking sneaky pictures, wanting to capture the moment that you and Gavi first fell in love (because they knew that you would never let him out of your sights now). His teammates were snickering, in awe of how the firecracker that they had come to love was now a pile of mush, blushing like a schoolgirl and stuttering over his words.
"Alright, we're going to film some challenges in pairs now. The rest of the team will get their pairs. Gavi and y/n, you're going to come film with me." Sara said, walking quickly outside the locker room, expecting you both to follow. Gavi got up quickly and gestured towards the door.
"Um, after you."
"Wow, you're such a gentleman." You said, giving him a gentle squeeze on the bicep before you followed Sara. What was he supposed to do now?
You walked outside into the stands and both took your seats, handed personal mics to attach to your shirts. You clipped yours on in about a minute, having done this numerous times for different shoots. Gavi, on the other hand, was struggling slightly.
"Do you want some help, Gavi? Of course that would require me to touch your chest."
He looked up at you, wire still tangled. "You're going to touch my chest?"
"Only if you want me to gorgeous." You replied with a wink. He didn't trust himself to make words, so he nodded instead. You gently grabbed the wire, threading it through his shirt, fingers lightly brushing against the toned muscle of his chest. You clipped it at the top, smoothing his shirt when you were finished.
"All done. Now we need to test them out with a sentence to make sure the staff can hear. I'll go first. Test sentence: Gavi is adorable and I'm going to ask him out before I leave today."
"You're going to do what?!" He said, eyes widened, sweat glands activated.
"It's just a gibberish test sentence. Your turn."
"Um, hello?"
"It needs to be longer than that." You said, getting comfortable in your seat.
"I don't know what to say." He said, smiling shyly and looking down.
"Try whatever comes to your mind Gavi. Literally anything."
"Okay. Ehem test sentence: I'm really nervous around y/n so I hope I don't make a fool of myself in this video."
Your cheeks heated up but you looked away, trying to play it cool. You loved that you were making him a little bit flustered, but he was gaining some confidence to respond. The camera crew stated that you were rolling, and you looked at the camera.
"Hello everyone! I'm y/n and I'm here today with Gavi, and we're going to be playing Barca's 7-second challenge!"
"Ah, my brain is too slow for this game." Gavi said, tossing is head back. The staff handed you the envelopes, and you began.
"Alright I'm going to be asking first. Name three Barca players that contributed to a goal against Real Madrid."
"Ah easy. Leo Messi, Luis Suarez, and me." He said, winking at the camera.
"Good job. You would have been my first answer." You responded. Your rizz game was insane today. You wanted to make an impression- who knows if you would ever have a chance again?
It was Gavi's turn. He opened the envelope and read the question.
"Ah this is too easy. Who are 3 Barca players that have worn the number 6?"
You smirked at the camera. "Super easy. Denis Suarez, Xavi, and the best looking in number 6, Gavi." You said, winking at him. He smiled widely, turning away from you.
"Ah lalala don't let Mister Xavi hear you say that."
After you finished filming the game, the sun had moved from the middle of the sky, making the field more pleasant. The staff informed you that the final piece of content you would be filming would be Gavi showing you how to play football. Gavi was excited. Finally something he could excel at (and maybe embarrass you for once). You both got onto the field, and you laced up the football boots you had been given by the staff. From your position on the ground you looked up.
"Should I keep one untied so I can play as well as you?"
"I- I think you should keep them tied. I'm used to falling, but I don't want you to get injured."
"Awe how cute Pablo you don't want me to break my face." You said, getting up from your spot on the ground and pinching his cheek. It was quite warm to the touch.
Once the cameras were rolling, he taught you some basics, and then he decided to show off. He started playing keep-up with the ball, moving from hit feet to his thighs to his head and shoulders. He passes the ball to you, and you tried to receive with your chest, forgetting about the extra tissue there. You bent over in pain and he came up to you, checking on you.
"Don't worry I'm fine. But if you ask nicely I'll let you kiss it better." He stood frozen with his hands on your shoulders.
"I, I, I- do you want to do something else?"
"No no, it's hot watching you play."
Gavi was at his end. He was embarrassed beyond belief. He could not believe how forward you were, and he could not believe how much he liked it. He felt special - wanted. He brought you to the front of the box, deciding to end the day by teaching you to shoot a penalty. He helped position you, and you two spent the next ten minutes making shots at the goal and joking with one another. At the end, the crew came and collected your mics, and you waiting for the other girls and players to join you.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Here, can you sign my jersey?"
You handed him the pen, turning around and lifting your hair out of the way. He bent over slightly, uncapping the pen with his teeth.
"Who should I make it out to?" He asked.
"Make it out to your future wife. Or future long-term girlfriend if you don't believe in the institution of marriage." You felt the pen meet your back, smiling to yourself.
"I have never met a girl that was as forward as you. It's a little intimidating."
You turn to him, taking your pen and sticking it into your back pocket.
"I know I've said this a million times on every platform, but I think you're cute and interesting. I'm not going to be shy about that. If I make you uncomfortable though I'll stop."
"No no. That wasn't a complaint, but I was wondering...."
"Yes, dear husband?"
"Were you serious about asking me out?"
"My God Gavi. I have made it so painfully obvious that I'm had over heels for you. I have to ask you out as well?"
"You make me shy! I can't even begin to think of where I could take you on a date. I'm just going to let you stay in the driver's seat and I'll keep being a little stupid."
"What're you going to do when I come to one of your matches? Blush and giggle in midfield?"
"You're going to come to a match? The we have to go out before then. Let me get the awkwardness out over dinner so when I'm on the field, you'll be the one blushing and swooning."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: this is so long omg :') thank you so much to whoever requested this. It was really fun to write a super confident character. I hope this is what anon was looking for, and I'm so sorry if not. I hope y'all enjoy this one, and please leave any feedback in the comments/ send them in my asks!
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to fall in deeper - Julien Baker x lacy!reader
jj chats: this has been one of the longest things ive written on this account and i am very proud of it!!! i hope this lives up to any expectations!!! also i recommend reading the first part before reading this it is linked here!
word count: almost 2000!!!
warnings: RPF, use of y/n, reader is a musician/famous, julien is kinda mean, someone passes out (not the reader, the boys or muna), reader calls julien 'jay'.
inspired by the request: i lovvved your love Julien fic based on lacy SO much!!! you’re crazy talented <3 would you consider writing more parts of it? 🎀🩷 like maybe how julien falls more and more in love and maybe an eventual angry love confession from julien, and their first date/kiss?
feedback is encouraged and i'd love to get some just please be kind!!!
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When MUNA went on tour, they asked their dear friends to perform as openers. It was on billboards and spread across social media: “Boygenius and (Y/N): openers for The Greatest Band in the World”. All parties were ebullient, another few months of music, laughter, and fun. Everyone except Julien Baker, Julien wasn’t pleased when she found out you were the other opener. She despised the feeling she got in her gut when your name was mentioned, she couldn’t decide what it meant. She was torn between it being contempt or admiration. She didn’t like not knowing, she didn’t like the fact she couldn’t figure you out, let alone figure out her own feelings for you. 
So far the tour had been faring well. There were huge crowds showing up every night, all screaming out the lyrics to their favorite MUNA hits. Everything was going well, until August 6th, a Friday night. It was exceptionally hot and it was starting to take a toll on the musicians. However  they were all pushing through, they had loud fans backstage that gave them some relief from the heat and could basically get away with no shirt on stage. So far, the night was going well, besides the heat. Lucy and Julien sat in front of a large fan, while Phoebe and you stood in front of another one. MUNA was performing on stage, while you all waited until the last song, “Silk Chiffon” . It was always a nice surprise to the fans when you four came bobbing up on stage singing along, dancing with one another. 
Phoebe sighed, turning towards you “Want to go back with me to get some water?”
Your eyes darted to the right, where your water bottle stood proud and tall, still about half full. “No Pheobs I’m okay! I’ll walk with you though!” 
“Oh no dude you’re good,” The platinum blond turned to Lucy and proposed the same question.
“Yeah my water ran out like 5 minutes ago,” Lucy hopped up from her seat, moving towards an already upright Phoebe who was wiping her forehead with the back of her hand, sweat droplets rolling off. “Be right back guys!” 
Before they turned the corner you checked the time and yelled to the singers “I think there's only two more songs till Silk Chiffon so hurry!” Lucy and Phoebe nodded to you and continued their walk to wherever they were storing the water bottles. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted Julien rolling her eyes.
You turned your body to hers, you ignored her obvious irritation towards you and smiling you asked, “You good Julien? I got some water if you need it!”
“Yeah I’m fine. Thanks.” The tattooed woman replied, curtly. 
“Ohhhkay,” you said, confused by her tone. You thought for a minute going back over the day to see if you did anything that would warrant that reaction. You couldn’t find anything, but you did remember how Julien really hadn’t ever been that cordial to you, not since that night outside the restaurant where she found you crying. In a moment of panic you asked the woman sitting 5 feet from you, “Did I do something?”
Julien turned towards you, obviously dumbstruck by your question. She hesitated before responding, you could practically see the wheels turning behind her eyes, “No, you didn’t do anything.”
Quickly you replied, desperate to figure out where you went wrong. “You act weird around me.”
You could see a flash of panic move over Julien;s face before it was replaced with a look of annoyance. “How do I act weird around you?” Julien asked as if it was the most absurd sentence you could have chosen to have said. 
“You don’t talk to me ever, you avoid me, you don’t reply to my texts in the groupchat. Yesterday on stage you avoided me every chance you got. I get that we aren’t really close but do you have to pretend like I’m not even there? Like I don’t even matter?” Your voice started to strain towards the end of your dialogue, you could feel your eyes start to water.
“I-I don’t-” 
Julien was cut off by a very energetic Phoebe who came skipping backstage.  “We’re on stage in like a minute guys! Grab your mics!” 
You quickly got up, blinking back your tears as you approached a table, grabbing a mic. You settled your breathing as Lucy came up to you. “You okay?” She asked, voice laced with worry.
“Mhm! I’m fine! I think the heat is just getting to me!” You replied, your voice steady. You’re honestly surprised at how fast you pulled yourself together.
MUNA was on stage finishing up their second to last song for the night when Katie yelled into her microphone, “Thank you all for such a gorgeous night! We have one last song! Can you all welcome our guests to the stage please?” The crowd begins to go crazy. 
One by one the 4 of you run out on stage as the band starts playing “Silk Chiffon”. Your eyes scan over the crowd, everyone is having an amazing time, they all look tired, but in a euphoric concert driven tiredness. Until you spot one girl near the front of the barricade. She looks as if she's about to pass out, and the people around her don’t seem to notice. You brush it off, but decide to keep an eye on her just in case something happens.
As the band starts to play the music fills your body, heating your veins with electricity. You move the mic to your mouth as you sing background for Katie. This was always one of your favorite parts of the show, the harmony between all of your voices, the feeling of being alive and showing it through music. Phoebe rushes up to you and grabs your wrist, twirling you around and smiling wide at you. She leans in and gives you a kiss on your cheek before your bodies find natural sync, dancing together. Everything always gets too chaotic when the 7 of you are all on stage. AS your eyes move from  Phoebes to the rest of the talent on stage you spot Julien glaring at you, your cheeks redden and you can’t distinguish whether it's from the heat or the shorter woman's dangerous stare.
Suddenly you remember that girl in the audience and when you look back to her place, you see her almost going limp, merely held up by the sweating bodies around her. Immediately your mind moves fast, remembering your highschool first aid lessons on heat stroke. Your brain quickly runs down her obvious symptoms and realizes it could be severe dehydration or worse, heat stroke. You quickly let go of Phoebe's arm and run backstage to grab a water bottle and someone to help you. 
Phoebe is confused, her eyes follow you backstage until she sees you grab a bottle of water. Too caught up in the moment she thinks you need a drink. She assumes nothing is wrong and then goes over to Jo to dance with her. The others don't realize your absence, too caught up in the song. Except Julien.
Julien was keeping a close eye on you when you were on stage, she saw every time you glanced at that specific spot in the barricade. Though she didn’t follow you, not until you suddenly appeared on the lawn in front of the stage with a medical professional and a security guard. 
You run to the dehydrated woman and then help her get to a cooler spot, and give her small sips of water to hydrate her. You couldn’t care less about the concert at that point, too concentrated on making sure this person was alright. 
Julien’s stomach started to churn, once again you were proving to her that you were perfect. There wasn’t anything Julien could flaw you on at this point. You stopped singing in the middle of a concert to go and take care of someone in need. How could she avoid her true feelings now? 
The song came to a close, and the bands lined up, wrapping their arms around each other's waists and bowing. Naomi, Jo and Katie blew kisses to the crowd and then they all walked offstage, a concert well performed. 
As Phoebe looked backstage she didn’t see you. She turned to the group and asked, “Did anyone see where (Y/N) went?” 
It came as a surprise to everyone when Julien answered, “They went to help someone in the audience, I saw them with medical.” 
Everyone nodded, Jo hoped the person was okay. Katie and Naomi went to ask someone about what had happened. It wasn’t soon after that you showed up.
Walking back to where you had just appeared from, Naomi and Katie both asked you “What happened?”
You told them that “Some girl in the barricade got really dehydrated and passed out, but she’s alright now!” 
A sigh of relief was heard from all 6 people, relieved that everyone was okay. Small chit chat was made until Jo spoke up “Okay I don’t know about you guys but it is hot as hell out here and I am going somewhere with air conditioning!”
“Finally someone said it!”
“Thank god I was starting to think I’d melt,”
Naomi, Katie, Lucy, and Phoebe dispersed after Jo, all talking about some record they’d listened to recently or where to get takeout from.
Julien stayed behind, and just as you were about to follow after the others she caught your arm. You turned towards her, “What’s up Jay?” The nickname leaves your lips in a second before you could think to not say it. 
Julien looked at you strangely and let go of your arm, not really realizing she had grabbed it in the first place. Another round of butterflies flew through her body as you looked at her questioningly.. “That was super cool what you did for that girl. Leaving mid song I mean.” 
You sighed, you were starting to get frustrated with her antics. Did she loathe you? Were you two friends? It seemed every other minute her feelings towards you changed. It was confusing the hell out of you. “Thanks.” You clipped, starting to walk away.
“That’s it?” Julien asked from behind you.
As you turned back around you noticed she stood as if trying to make her 5 foot frame seem taller, not that it was working. “What?”
“‘Thanks.’ That’s all you're gonna say? Normally you're much more chatty,” Julien laughed.
“I don’t know what you want from me Julien.” 
Julien pauses, looking at you with questions written all over her face.
“When I talk to you, you get snippy and you’re mean. When I don’t talk to you, you want me to talk more. I don’t get what your deal is with me?” You whisper-yelled, afraid someone from the crew would see your argument.
“I-” Julien stuttered, not being able to come up with anything to say.
Finally done with the back and forth banter that has been hurting your feelings ever since you met Julien you declared, “If you don’t want to be my friend just say it.”
Julien looked at you, eyes wide. You watched her as the gears turned in her head, trying to come up with what to say. You gave her a chance to explain herself, you set a mental timer of 30 seconds, if she didn’t say anything then you would go away. 
Those 30 seconds flew by without a peep from Julien, your eyes teared up as you spoke, “Fine, I’ll see you later I guess.” Turning around you went to your tour bus, wondering what you did to get Julien to dislike you so.
The only thing going through Julien’s mind was how she screwed up, bad.
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tihgnari · 2 years
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LOWKEY
a kamisato ayato social media au
i've been lookin' at you since half past two wanna take this downtown? this liquid courage got me way too honest
pairing — ayato x f! reader [ S2L! college au ]
summary — it was only recently you found out kamisato ayaka was, in fact, not an only child after all! seeing ayato for the first time gave you the severest case of the butterflies but according to ayaka, he's off limits, especially to you as her most treasured friend. well, what she doesn't know won't hurt, right?
warnings — cursing, angst, arranged marriage
status — on-going
author's note — in the au, ayato is only a year older than ayaka. (ღ) = written text.
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profiles — teyvat stripers / overworked w no pay
ꕤ 01. damn rich kids
ꕤ 02. kamisato material (ღ)
ꕤ 03. wait, ayato?
ꕤ 04. ayaka material gworl
ꕤ 05. nice meeting you (ღ)
ꕤ 06. its just a tiny crush
ꕤ 07. he's off limits to you
ꕤ 08. don't leave me on read.
ꕤ 09. one question a day
ꕤ 10. okay new rule
ꕤ 11. i met you that night
ꕤ 12. fine, i admit it. she is.
ꕤ 13. how mediocre
ꕤ 14. shut up k no one likes u
ꕤ 15. pick another major
ꕤ 16. a dunk of cold water (ღ)
ꕤ 17. this is so exciting
ꕤ 18. lord im gonna have a stroke
—» bonus. lockscreen wallpaper
ꕤ 19. you can wear my sweater (ღ)
ꕤ 20. thats a secret
ꕤ 21. what a bunch of bullshit
ꕤ 22. mtoo drubk
ꕤ 23. even if you don't remember (ღ)
ꕤ 24. ur acting like a coward
ꕤ 25. who says we wont?
ꕤ 26. only for today (ღ)
ꕤ 27. too good at goodbyes
ꕤ 28. stop being naive, ayato! (ღ)
ꕤ 29. help a poor soul
ꕤ 30. jesus skateboarding
ꕤ 31. forget the flowers (ღ)
—» bonus. ur stupidity benefits me
ꕤ 32. only for a special someone
ꕤ 33. or did you? (ღ)
ꕤ 34. never should've liked you (ღ)
ꕤ 35. fuck this shitty friendship
ꕤ 36. late night gossip sesh
ꕤ 37. weren't mine to lose
ꕤ 38. you're not a horrible person (ღ)
ꕤ 39. only have two days
ꕤ 40. drop whatever you're doing
ꕤ 41. pack your bags
ꕤ 42. that personality is insufferable
ꕤ 43. something more valuable (ღ)
ꕤ 44. a love stolen away (ღ)
ꕤ 45. wedding of the century
ꕤ 46. ma'am, with all due respect
ꕤ 47. congrats to batch '23!
ꕤ 48. uh oh
ꕤ 49. the grim reaper
ꕤ 50. i think i ruined your PJs (ღ)
ꕤ 51.
ꕤ taglist — CLOSED. tell me if u want to be removed from the list or you changed usernames. thanks!
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ramp-it-up · 2 years
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The Perfect Shot
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Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader
Summary: It’s just another day at work as Lloyd’s intern.
Word Count: around 1K
Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Not Beta’d, RPF. SMUT! This is dark. Read at your own risk. As you know, Lloyd is a prick. Reader has issues. Employer/Employee imbalance of power, degradation kink, references to choking during sex, revenge porn, sex made public without consent, nipple play, rough sex, fingering, clit slapping, p in v, cum play, implied oral (m receiving). Just pwp.
A/N: This is in response to a challenge from muse @maroonsunrise83. She just says a word and I go. 🤗
NOTICE: I no longer have a taglist. Please follow @rampitupandread and turn on notifications to learn when I post! 😘
I Do NOT Consent to my work being reposted, translated or presented on any other blog or site other than by myself.
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Lloyd was admiring his bicep as he did his curls and looked up, expecting you to be doing the same.
Instead, you were taking selfies and posting on social media.
You didn’t think that it would be a problem, since he said that he wanted you to sit there and look hot, so you were documenting the fact.
Lloyd loudly put the barbell down, stood up, and grabbed your unoccupied hand, dragging you down the hall to the bedroom.
“I-“
“Shut up and keep scrolling. Better yet, record a video.”
But you dropped your phone as he pulled your new Ivy Park workout top over your head and threw you on the bed.
“Pick. The fucking phone up. And record.”
Lloyd’s menacing tone was harsh, but you smirked and did as you were told, documenting him stripping off his Moncler muscle shirt.
“Not my face.”
His rude growl only turned you on as did his menacing advance. You made sure only to document his body.
He lay down beside you and looked into your eyes.
“Now use your photography skills…”
He smirked under his mustache.
“To capture what my mouth does. Get that perfect shot.”
Lloyd was mocking you now.
And his mouth descended on your nipple, sucking it roughly into his mouth, laving it with his tongue. You moaned and moved to grab his hair, and about to forget your phone.
“Ah ah ah,” said Lloyd around your nipple.
“Take your fucking pictures. Drop that phone and I kick your ass out on the street.”
With that, he grabbed your other breast and started rolling and pinching that nipple.
You tried to keep recording, because Lloyd was paying you a lot to be his “intern,” his dick game was A+, and you might have been starting to catch feelings despite him being a trash human.
Lloyd was doing such a good job that you were ruining the $200 thong which was part of your work uniform, but you managed to keep your camera trained on what his mouth was doing. This would make a great video to watch later.
You were doing okay, until Lloyd shoved his hands down your leggings. You slammed your legs together, which earned a pinch on your thigh, sure to leave a bruise.
It only made you wetter. Lloyd pulled off your nipple with a pop.
“Open your fucking legs.”
Your legs readily fell open, giving Lloyd access to your most private parts. His fingers parted the plump lips of your cunt only to find you quite slippery.
Lloyd gave you a demented smile.
“Oh, you fucking little slut. You’re so wrapped up in yourself instead of doing your JOB, which is me, that you’re wet at this. You little whore. Open those fucking legs wider.”
You followed orders and Lloyd delivered three sound slaps to your clit as he started to bite and suck your nipple again.
Lloyd’s depraved words and the erotic sting of the slaps got you close. You’d learned your first day on the job as Lloyd choked you as he fucked you raw: You liked that shit.
“Don’t drop that fucking phone.”
You readjusted it, recording your own humiliation with a trembling hand. You couldn’t wait to see this video.
Lloyd got up and stripped off his matching shorts, then grabbed your leggings and roughly pulled them down your legs, scratching your thighs.
You filmed him marking you up.
His massive cock was weeping against his stomach, and you wiggled in anticipation as you pointed the phone at it.
“Now, get this and it better not be jumpy. Capture my cock ruining your pathetic tiny little pussy.”
You leaned up on your elbow to get a better angle of Lloyd’s cock at the entrance to your cunt. You could feel his head pounding as you opened your legs wider as if that would help.
He brutally shoved his cock into your dripping hole, and your phone captured your ragged moan at the brutal stretch and delicious pain.
“FUUUUCCCKKKK!”
Lloyd was loud as he entered you.
“I swear the only reason I keep your ass around is this fucking gash. Right. Here.”
You whimpered and moaned as he fucked you to the point that your juices frothed.
“Yeah, get that fucking whipped cream, you slut. Make sure the picture is clear.”
You don’t know how you did it, but you did a pretty good job of getting all the action, proud that he wanted this for his private pleasure. You just knew that he missed you when you weren’t there.
Lloyd’s hands were gripping your hips and causing bruises, and the realization got you close to the edge.
“Cum for the camera, slut. Come all over my giant cock.”
You don’t know how you did it, but you managed to record your pelvis in motion as you fluttered around him. You’d collapsed flat on your back but held the camera up as Lloyd pulled out and came on your torso, jacking off silently, and without any emotion on his face.
Quite cinematically, a drop of his spend landed on the camera lens at the end. It was perfect.
When he was done, he grabbed the phone. He started typing, and you didn’t pay much attention because you could finally relax into the feeling of good sex.
“Are you sending yourself the video?”
“No. I’m posting it to IG.”
“WHAT?”
You sat up, alarmed.
Lloyd grabbed your top and wiped himself off, ruining it. Then he walked off toward the shower.
“My family will see that, and my account will be suspended!”
“Well you should have thought of that before you dicked around.”
Lloyd was in the bathroom now, yelling over the noise of the shower.
“You finally have something good to post besides that stupid little pouty face. Maybe now you’ll pay attention to your fucking JOB!”
He was yelling, but he sounded as if he’d stepped into the shower.
And you felt like you were about to cry.
“Don’t want to see a trace of what we’ve done in that room when I come out. Don’t want to see your fucking face either. You’re done for today.”
You suck it up, stood, and stripped the bed remaking it in 10 minutes flat. Next, you put Lloyd’s clothes in the laundry chute, coming back to lay out an identical outfit for him on the duvet.
Just as you were about to gather your things and disappear, you heard Lloyd call your name.
You padded into the massive bathroom and opened the shower door. Lloyd peered at you with cold eyes.
“I need you to wash my back, and then suck me off.”
You looked down to see his huge wet cock growing large again in his hand.
Lloyd needed you.
You hid a smirk as you replied, “Yes, Sir,” and climbed into the shower to go to work.
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svtminghaolove · 1 year
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Announcing the engagement - Hip hop unit (SVT)
Hellooo lovlies ~ Do you guys want to know something sick I just realized when I were going to make this post? International GF masterlist has reached over a 1000(!?) notes. That’s insane. Like wow. Thank you. Wow. yeah... Well, enjoy.
Triggers: Online hate
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S.Coups: You guys waited until like 3 months before the wedding until announcing it to the public.
The two of you of course started with telling the members, since half of them were in the building as you said yes. To your surprise, the guys were very surprised by the announcement. Apparently Seungcheol had told no one except from his parents and yours. But even though the guys were surprised, it was a happy one. Everyone were so happy for the two of you, and excited for what's to come.
And his parents wee just happy for the two of you, your parents on the other hand were a bit worried about the potential back lash from social media but still very happy to get Seungcheol as a son-in-law. But to be honest, you were a bit worried about the reactions the two of you would get from the fans, even though you knew that most of Carats liked you together with Seungcheol.
And when you went to the office, the two of you had to stay and talk out the "strategy" of how to deal with the news. It was a long conversation that didn't really help with your nerves.
"You okay?", Seungcheol asked as he parked the car outside your apartment complex. You tilted your head in his direction and gave him a weak smile.
"Just nervous. You're the first one in the group to get married, I don't really know what reaction to expect from the fans", you said and he leaned over and took your hand in his.
"I think they will be happy. Most of them at least", you let out a dry laugh and shook your head. "Of course there is going to be some shock, but we've been together for three and a half year, and public for two and a half. Most of them probably realized where this was going, don't underestimate Carats", he smiled and you rolled your eyes but nodded.
"Yeah, alright. You're right."
"Like always", you snorted and shoved away his hand.
"Goodnight doofus", you laughed and opened the door. "I'll call you when I get home form school tomorrow."
"Yeah, love you"
"Love you too"
And three months later the announcement was made and Seungcheol's prediction had been terribly off. Withing minutes of the announcements you started to get so much hate. People were saying that you were ruining Seungcheol's life and career, that you weren't worthy to be his wife and so on. It got to a point where you couldn't even go to class without running into people who would hurl insults at you.
And Seungcheol was devastated by the reactions, he really not expected people to react this way and found that the only way to deal with this was by doing an official live addressing the "problems" regarding his engagement to you.
He sat completely quiet for the first ten minutes of the live, just staring at the comments rolling in.
"Carats…", he breathed out, trying to keep his tears in and his anger down. "I'm so disappointed and sad about the reactions to my engagement.", he sighed and leaned forward in the chair and put his head in his hands. He went quiet for a little while, collecting his emotions.
"You guys get to have your opinion, I took the decision to become an idol and therefore parts of my private life became public. And if this announcement has somehow made you guys disappointed with me, I'm… I am following my heart here and can't say that I'm sorry for doing so, but I do accept your disappointment.", he looked up again. "But I have to draw the line now. I can't accept the fact that y/n is getting hate sent to her daily. That the last couple of days someone has been sending her threatening text, comments and such. It's become so bad that she can't even go to school anymore.",  his breath was shaking as he breathed in and he pressed his lips together in a thin line.
"If you need to get upset, take it out on me. Y/n hasn't done anything wrong, she didn't choose to become a public figure like I did. I am the one who dragged her into the spotlight, the one who chose to love her, the one who proposed to her. Blame me.", he went quiet again and read the comments. "That's all I've got to say.", and he ended the live.
After his own announcement, the hate toned down quite a lot. Some of the fans even started to speak up for you, saying that they were happy that Seungcheol was marrying someone who made him as happy as you did.
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Wonwoo: The fact that the two of you had gotten engaged was a surprise to literary no one. Everyone knew that you were it for him, his family knew, your family knew, the members knew and even the fans knew that if Wonwoo was going to get married, it was going to be with you.
That also meant that it was no hurry for the two of you to announce it yet. Of course the two of you called you families, both part who was really happy for the two of you (but like said, not really surprised). Then you and Wonwoo decided to just take it easy for a couple of days, since you had the chance anyhow. You guys spent a lot of time at home just talking and dreaming about the future; When and where should the wedding be? Should it be traditional Korean or a westernized wedding? How many should you invite? Where should the honeymoon be?
The two of you got pretty caught up in your own heads, so much that Wonwoo completely forgot to inform the members about the fact that you had said yes. He had told them before the weekend that he was going to propose and by the end of the weekend the group chat were going crazy. Unluckily for the guys Wonwoo had tuned off his notifications, and the guys didn't want to call incase they would interrupt something.
So when the next practice day came he was basically ambushed by twelve curious men asking: "DID SHE SAY YES!?".
"Oh, right I forgot to text you guys, didn't I?", Wonwoo laughed softly. "Yeah, she said yes.", and cheers erupted from the guys. He was hugged, congratulated and patted on the back. And then he had to go through how he did it, Hoshi and Jeonghan wanted and reenactment but Wonwoo settled with just telling them.
You guys decided to hold on from telling Carats and the public for a few weeks as well but when then you guys announced it by posting a picture of him holding your bejeweled hand and the caption:
'Thank you for coming into my life and deciding to stay in it.
I hope Carats are as happy as we are about this
Thank you so much for everything <3'
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Mingyu: Everyone close to the two of you basically already knew, I mean: DK and Hoshi were helping out getting the house ready. And Mingyu couldn't keep his mouth shut, he had talked to everyone and discussed how to get the most romantic proposal with all the members.
So since everyone had known that today was the day, it wasn't actually the two of you who spread the news that you had said yes: it was DK and Hoshi. After congratulating the two of you (and asking if it was okay to tell people) they left the two of you alone and updated the other guys on what had happened. You and Mingyu on the other hand just enjoyed each other and the first evening the two of you had been off work in a long while.
When the daybreak came your phones were filled with congratulations and a text from his manager just telling Mingyu to just say when. Both of you knew that it wouldn't be possible to keep this quiet (Because Mingyu would snitch on the two of you) for long and therefore it only took a few days before the announcement was made.
Out of all the members engagement announcements, this was probably the one who broke the most hearts. The internet got filled with teenage girls crying their hearts out in the comment sections of his Instagram, willowing in the despair of the fact that: "Mingyu won't marry meeeeeee" </3".
To be honest, the two of you just thought it was kind of cute how the fans was reaction and Mingyu just posted a picture of him pouting with the caption:
'Sorry Carat, she stole my heart before I even knew it </3'
Which… let's just say that it didn't exactly calm down the situation. (But ofc that attention-seeker loved it)
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Vernon: Yeah, no the two of you didn't really do an announcement to be honest. You guys just calmly brought it up in conversations when you met the people, and everyone was excited for you, no one were really surprised but it didn't make them any less happy. But it was actually an accident found out by the fan that made the whole thing public.
The two of you had not necessarily been keeping it a secret but you hadn't really felt the need to post it on social media, but it happened when the two of you were away on a weekend trip. You had been taking pictures and videos, and had of course been posting online. By this point you'd gotten so used to the weight of the ring on your finger that both you and Vernon just forgot about it when you posted a picture of the two of you. It was a sweet picture where you were squishing Vernon's face with your hand and basically showing off your ring for the world to see.
It only took about… five minutes before the rumor were all over the internet "SEVENTEEN's Vernon engaged with long-term girlfriend, the runway model y/n"
After a quick call with PLEDIS they posted an announcement confirming the rumors, and you and Vernon posted a short explanation online. The reactions weren't that big, people was happy for you and writing that you two would have beautiful babies. You didn't really pay that much attention to what the public was saying because, let's be honest: you knew that mostly people were just teasing Vernon and getting ready to make wedding memes.
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zjpg · 7 months
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just a girl
'politics'
last - m.list - next
[march - pre season testing]
WARNING: misogyny, mean parents, politics and feminism (?)
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the past two hours were filled with phone calls, all because of some words on her helmet. her pr team telling her to stay off social media while they control incoming questions, red bull management trying to defuse the media, horner telling her to 'stay tight' until it all 'passes by', her parents arguing with her, her brother's giving their opinions. she's talked to so many people in less that five hours and she's exhausted.
everyone has been checking on her since twitter erupted with criticism, towards her and each other. but after her morning, she wanted nothing to do with anyone. the silence on her end since the press conference must've been concerning, bottas and kimi even called her. but she's been ignoring every incoming phone call and text message. she took a bath, read a book, made some friendship bracelets, just anything to get her mind off of the constant hate.
she's glad that other drivers and teams are sticking up for her. it made her happy to see that the wolff family had her back along with her own team principal. she has new stations reaching out to her personally and asking for statements, assuming her team already shut them all down, she deleted each email. so unprofessional.
she was reading as she played some soft music in the background, the hotel suite she had been staying in gave her a luxurious yet cozy feel. she felt safe and comfortable in her little bubble, until someone came and popped it by knocking on her door. she sighed, letting the music play but putting the book down before answering it. swinging it open, she saw the familiar eyes staring at her from the other side of the door.
"what are you doing here?" she asked with a head tilt, letting him in even though she didn't want to.
"you're not answer me, or anyone for that matter." pierre sighed and walked in, holding a box of what looked to be pastries from the café down the street. "apple strudel, eclair's, and macarons." her favorite pastries, charles and arthur always bought her one - or all - whenever she got sad as a child. now it's become a less prevalent tradition as they've grown, she doesn't show much sadness anymore.
she excepted the pink box from his hand, sighing but taking them to the kitchen as he follows behind like a lost puppy. "why are you ignoring everyone? shutting us all out isn't going to make anything any better."
she knew he was right, and that's why she only grew more furious. she didn't like being wrong.
"i just need some time alone." she grumbled and turned back to him after placing the goodies on the counter, leaning against it. "i've been getting phone calls, text messages, and emails all week from people wanting something from me-"
"i don't want anything from you other than knowing if you're okay."
"i'm fine!"
"it doesn't seem like it!" her bareface was nothing new to him or really anyone else, she never wore makeup at the tracks, but it's the state of her disheveled hair, yesterday's pajamas, and the red eyes that made the current state of her mind very clear to the frenchman.
she let out a breath and gripped the roots of her hair out of frustration before releasing them again, "pierre. i need some space."
"everyone's giving you space, addilyn, we're worried."
"well don't be!" she snapped, yelling at him. in all his years of knowing her, the only time he's ever heard her yell is during race's and he wouldn't even call that yelling. "i can handle myself! everything going on is so fucking unfair! but i can't show that i'm upset like the rest of you can. i can't be unhappy, i need to be grateful, i need to smile and be polite! it doesn't matter if i'm losing a race or getting sent death threats, i need to be happy!" tears verged her eyes, her lower lip wobbling "please leave."
"addi-"
"pierre. please just go. i don't want comfort. i want you out."
he didn't want to, but he listened. he wanted to hug her, validate everything she's feeling, tell her she's going to get through it and how much everyone loved her. but he could tell in her voice, her eyes, she really didn't want him there. and he didn't take that personal, or at least tried not to. because at the end of the day he will never understand what she's experiencing.
he sighed, inching closer to her, watching as she allowed him to give her a small peck on her temple, "please take care of yourself." he said before leaving. as soon as the door closed, addi collapsed to the marble floor, her knees betraying her. she sobbed loudly, thankful for the thickness in the walls.
this week long period between practice and the race was going to be excruciating, not just for her but everyone. the press and media are going insane on everything from news outlets to social media. a lot of people are standing up for her, but it's the portion that are sending her death threats that she sees.
she's never felt so powerless before. even being surrounded by over-powering men, she's never felt so powerless. she feels lonely, but a part of her likes that emptiness. the emptiness of not having to talk about the same three things every second, the emptiness of not having to force a laugh at an unfunny joke.
she looks through all her missing texts, she didn't realize how much they've built up over the past 24 hours.
claire your brother told me what your parents said, are you okay? don't listen to them i head you're kinda ignoring everyone at the moment. i'll leave you be just know we all love and care about you i love you🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
daniel It's easy to let words affect you, trust me I know. I've obviously never experienced anything near this, but I can't imagine how you're feeling right now If you need a good laugh I have this really great movie to show you, so feel free to stop by anytime😊
nolan Mom and Dad need to get their head outta their asses. I'm sorry they said thatCharles called me. Just keep yourself safe and healthy.
arthurAre you okay? I know you're probably not I'm sorry you're going through this. I heard your PR team is saying you aren't accepting gift right now It's probably best, for security reasons. But a little girl came up to me in the lobby and asked if I would give you a bracelet she made. I told her I would, so whenever you're ready just stop by. I'll keep it safe for you :) Love you. ❤️
christian We're getting it sorted out Keep your head high kid!
max People are idiots. Don't listen to them. You know your worth. Let me know if you need anything, I support you.
pierreI know you said to leave you alone. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for yesterday. It wasn't right of me to bombard like that. I hope you enjoy the pastries though! I saw them while I was out and thought you could use some right now. Let me know if that bakery is any good, might buy myself some :) Love you!🤍
lewisHey, Addi You want to come visit Roscoe? I'm sorry about what's happening. Can anyone ship out Jewel? We all need a comfort buddy sometimes. Don't let what people say affect you, I know it a lot more easier said than done, but try.
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mom Answer your father.
dad Answer my calls Your manager needs to stop telling me what to do I am your father. I come before sports. Your brothers told me you just aren't speaking to anyone. Stop being ridiculous. I told you not to make outrageous statements like that during season. And you add it to your helmet?!? Are you crazy Addilyn? You're going to get yourself killed one day!
yuki Do you want some food? I can bring you some 😁 Pierre told me you're kinda shutting down. We're all worried. But i understand you need space. So just let me know if you need anything :)
louisI told you this would happen Idk why you didn't just listen to me I told you if you put that stuff on your helmet people would notice and cause an uproar Posted or not.
sebastian Addilyn? I heard something about you not talking to anyone. Charles told me about your parents, I hope that's okay. Don't be mad at him, I sort of pushed it out of him. I'm here if you need me Kiddo. Don't fade away. I'll be there for you. 😁
valtteri You okay? How are you holding up?
estabonWe aren't close or anything, but you called me 'Estie Bestie' so I'm gonna count that as being friends. You need to talk to Charles or Pierre. Or someone. People don't know what they're saying online.
charlesTalk to me. Addi I know you're going through a lot right now but please talk to someone. Nolan told me about the argument with your parents. And Pierre told me what happened yesterday. No one's mad at you. At least let me know you're alive
kimi Hey kid, talk to someone, it's getting concerning.
lando I've been trying to stay offline. every tweet I see just pisses me off. I tried not to call or text because I know you want some space right now. But I hate no knowing if you're okay. Please talk to someone. It doesn't have to be me, just talk to someone. Adds please tell me you're okay. I care about you a lot Charles helped me with that, I hope he wasn't lying to me.
of course other drivers and teams have messaged her a few times since the incident began, but those are just from last night and the current day. she sighed, thinking to herself for a moment before opening one of the chats.
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addi i'm alive
charlesGood. How are you?
addicould be better.
charlesYou wanna talk about it?
addi I'm so tired. i just wanted to stand up for women everywhere and now i'm getting death threats.
charlesI know, Chérie. I wish there was more i could do for you.
addii just want to race.
charlesYou will. Next weekend And you're gonna win And prove to everyone that you're more than just a girl.
addidoes that mean you'll let me pass you?
charlesI never said the winning part was going to go easily 😉
addipassing you is pretty easy, was just hoping we could avoid collision 😁
charlesOh screw off!For real though, do you need me to come over?
addiCould you?
charlesYeah, I'll be over in just a second with Charlotte❤️
taglist: @love4lando @fairiepoems @leilanixx @ietss @charli123456789 @ayoanna @enhacolor @be-your-coffee-pot @alixnsuperstxr @vellicora @tpwkstiles
a/n: i lied i'm uploading cause i wanna be cruel :) ALSO i would like to note that i'm aware the slogans on her helmet are not only used in america, the hater's tweet was solely to show their ignorance and that they are misinformed, i'm well aware of the terms and phrases being used all of the world (as they should be) 🫶🏻
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jjunberry · 3 months
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“kiss the prettiest girl in the room”
pairing! kang taehyun x reader
genre! pure angst, unhappy ending
synopsis! the boy you’ve been in love with since highschool is dared to kiss the prettiest girl, and he doesn’t kiss you.
wc! 1.8k
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letting out a sigh you watched as the minutes counted down slowly. it was your last lecture before you could go back to your dorm. the week had been stressful and all you wanted to do was relax. the professor finally dismissed class and you were quick to pack up your stuff and get out. your friend and taehyun was waiting for you outside of the classroom. you smiled seeing taehyun. he took your bag for you and carried it. he was always doing small things like that for you. it never fails to make your heart flutter.
“there’s a party tonight at yunjin’s. we are totally going.” your friend said looping her arm through yours. letting out a sigh you kept walking with her letting her ramble. she never really gave you the choice on going or not. “oh tyun please say you’re coming too?” she batted her eyelashes at him. he stared at her. “i guess so.” she squealed. “come y/n i need help picking my outfit.” she grabbed your wrist and started pulling you. taehyun quickly handed you your bag. you gave him a small wave before turning and following your friend.
when you got to your friends dorm she went straight to her closet. “tonight’s party is going to be so much fun.” her voice was muffled as she dug through her clothes. she tossed a black dress to you. “here try this on.” the material was soft but there wasn’t much of it. slipping into her bathroom you changed into the dress. it stopped just above your knees. a low cut v in the neckline. you couldn’t lie this dress made you feel beautiful. “earth to y/n, let me see the dress?”
your friend was at her vanity putting on makeup. she peaked at you through the mirror. “whew, you’re looking hot.” you smiled. “oh y/n you look good too.” your smile fell. she curled her hair and made sure she was all dolled up. you decide on a light makeup and just wearing your hair down. “i’m going to go pregame with the girls. i’ll see you later okay?” she was gathering her stuff. “see yourself babes.” the door shut and you were alone. grabbing your bookbag you rushed across campus to your dorm.
you went to your room and into your closet. there you pulled out a skirt and a cute blouse. you liked keeping things casual but cute. never one to really do over the top party outfits. never the one to do parties really. you decide to wipe off the makeup and go for something lighter. as you put the cap on your mascara your phone rang.
taehyun’s name and smiley face flashed on the screen. a smile grew on your lips as you quickly answered the call. “hello?” you asked. “hey y/n are you going tonight?” his voice sounded distant and you could hear movement of objects. “yeah i am, unfortunately against my will.” he laughed. “it won’t be awful, i’ll be there.” you smiled at that. leave it to taehyun to always make you smile. always make your heart flutter.
“do you want me to pick you up?” he was closer now. “yeah that would be nice.” you answered. “okay i’ll be there in about fifteen minutes okay?” you nodded but realizing he couldn’t see you, you spoke up. “okay see you soon.” you said your goodbyes and decided to wait in your lounge area in the dorm.
your friend was posting on her social media of her outfits, her other friends. they looked stunning, before you could let your brain be mean taehyun texted. he was waiting outside for you. sighing you grabbed your bag and met him. he was wearing a tight black shirt tucked into some jeans. he looked so good.
“hi y/n you look nice.” he said. you couldn’t control the blush that took over your face. “thank you, uh you look handsome.” he smiled. “thank you, i guess i clean up nice.” you giggled. taehyun had been your friend since highschool.
he was always with you. during classes, lunch, he walked you to and from school. he was always holding doors open for you, offering his coat, holding your bag. it was hard not to fall in love with him.
you laughed as taehyun tried to skate across a small patch of ice. “don’t do it you’ll fall.” you giggled. he laughed too. “i got this don’t worry.” he took a running start and slid across successfully slipping and landing on his back with a thud. “oh my, taehyun i told you.” you ran up to him sticking a hand out to help him up. he grabbed your hand and pulled you down with him.
you landed on top of him. “taehyun.” you whined. the cold snow surrounding you too. taehyun’s cheeks were red and snowflakes were caught in his eyelashes. you rested your elbow by his head propping yourself above him. he looked so handsome in that moment. your heart was practically beating out of your chest. you prayed he couldn’t hear it.
all you wanted to do in that moment was kiss him. your fear of rejection and losing his friendship stopped you. instead you shoved snow in his face and rolled off of him. “ugh y/n.” he wiped his face off. you stood brushing the snow off your clothes. he groaned sitting up. “my back hurts now.” you laughed trying to shake off the feelings.
“i told you so.” he shoved you with his shoulder. “ha ha very funny now lets go get hot chocolate.” you smiled and followed the boy. one thing was certain that day. you loved the snow, hot chocolate, and taehyun.
taehyun pulled up to the party and parked across the street. he looked at you. “are you ready?” he asked. you nodded and got out of the car. the music was already pounding through the speakers. some people were already shit faced. a bubble of anxiety formed in your stomach. you truly hated parties. you were doing this for your friend and taehyun.
you followed taehyun into the house. he quickly found his other friends and you found the drink table. it was full of unrecognizable alcohol and some cases of beer. you settled on a spiked lemonade since it was a sealed can.
scanning the room your eyes found your friend. she was dancing in the living room. some of her friends around her. you mainly stuck back watching everything. you always hung back at parties. never the one to dance or get shit faced.
hours passed before the party seemed to start dying down. you found taehyun leaning against a wall so you made your way over. “this blows.” you said when you got close to him. he laughed while taking a drink of his beer. “yeah.” you followed his like of sight he was watching your friend dance.
it made the anxiety bubble back up in your stomach. you tried reassuring yourself taehyun isn’t that kind of guy.. he isn’t into girls like that. not that your friend wasn’t beautiful. she was. she was nice in most cases. she was a party girl, popular and outgoing. the opposite of taehyun.
“gather around everyone, playing truth or dare!” a girl screams. “that's so childish.” you whisper. taehyun downs the rest of his beer. “it could be fun, let's go.” your eyes widened and you followed him. he sat crisscrossed in the circle and you took the last seat available which was next to your friend across from taehyun.
there was about eight people in a circle. mostly all of them were black out drunk. a guy was dared to chug a beer mixed with some mystery liquid. a girl was dared to take her top off. everyone seemed to skip over you which you were grateful for.
you sort of spaced out until a drunk guy called taehyun. he looked towards the guy with a raised eyebrow. “truth or dare?” taehyun looked to be thinking before he shrugged. “dare.” the guy smirked. “i dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room.”
the anxiety was back. your heart was racing. you watched taehyun’s movements carefully. he stood from his seat and walked towards your friend. he tilted her head back and captured her lips with his. you felt bile rise in your throat. cheers erupted from the other players.
you felt the tears well in your eyes watching them kiss. before they could fall you took off. you don’t know where you were going but anywhere but there sounded like a good start. you sat on a curb a few houses away. tears rolled down your cheeks. of course he kissed her.. who wouldn’t she was everything you weren’t. you thought he liked you too. all the acts of kindness, the years of friendship didn’t mean the same to him as they did to you.
positive no one noticed your departure you sat on that curb and cried. “y/n why’d you leave?” his voice sent a chill up your spine. you wiped your eyes and shrugged. “i needed air.” he chuckled. “you needed air five blocks away?” you sighed. “yeah.” he looked at you. “why are you crying?” you groaned. “why are you interrogating me?” you snapped.
he put his hands up. “you’re the one crying here, i’m just curious.” you mumbled. “i’m crying because of you.” taehyun’s eyebrows furrowed. “what?” you sighed. “i’m crying because of you.” he looked confused. “what did i do?” what did he do? he wasn’t your boyfriend. he didn’t do anything wrong. however your heart was still broken.
you were silent. “seriously y/n what did i do?” he was upset now. “you kissed her.” you said. taehyun sighed. “that’s why you’re mad? so it’s just a kiss.” you scoffed. “not just a kiss, one with the prettiest girl in the room.” you mocked the guy’s voice. taehyun rolled his eyes. “what did you want me to not kiss anyone?”
you stood up standing face to face with him. “i wanted you to kiss me!” you screamed. his eyes widened. “y/n..” he trailed off. you stuck your hand up. “i wanted the boy i love to kiss me and think i was the prettiest girl in the room. you broke my heart taehyun.”
he sighed. “y/n that’s..i’m sorry but i don’t like you like that. you’re pretty and stuff and you’re nice but..” “but i’m not her.” you finished. he sighed and tugged at his hair. “y/n please.” you shook your head. “no, it’s fine. i should’ve known better.”
with a heavy heart you began to walk in the direction of your dorm. “y/n don’t go.” he said. you didn’t even turn to look at him when he spoke. “it hurts to look at you.” was all you said before walking away from the boy you loved.
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request! from anon <3
author’s note! i promise i write more than just angst but i hope you all enjoyeddddd
love, echo🖤
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