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1989tvcore · 15 days

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tied by music. - charles leclerc. chapter one.

summary; in which a songwriter gets in contact with the il predestinato to help her in creating her most personal album.

face claim; taylor swift

pairing(s); charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader, zayn malik x ex! fem! singer! reader. smau.

warning(s); toxic/unfaithful relationship, reader in a very bad mental state during break-up but she’s eventually healed, zayn is the douchebag i sincerely apologise. </3 (most of these are shown in the following parts)

author note; can we please um… ignore the fact that um… this is literally the script for my um… fame dr… ANYWAYS HERE’S COMPOSER CHARLES TO COMFORT YOU! 🤍 this series will have many parts or maybe just two, we’ll see how it plays out.

masterlist | chapter 2

english isn’t my first language, credits to rightful owners.

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popbase Song-writer & Musician Y/N Y/LN & former One-Direction & Musician member Zayn Malik have officially broken up after 6 years of being together, TMZ reports.

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user6 oh that y/nayn stan account must be crying now that the rumors are confirmed …

y/nayncrumbs user6 i literally just turned suicidal.

ynphobic y/nayncrumbs u know damn well this was long due …

user47 user6 can you blame them?

user58 THANK GOD, that man was insufferable when it came to their relationship

user13 user58 silent like

user0 user58 do y’all ever shut up

user58 user0 just wait until y/n releases a new album x

user99 NO PLS SAY SIKE RN

user33 user99 YES PLS DO I CAN’T HANDLE THIS I’M IN CLASS

user13 user99 girl she’s free???

user1989 wait a sec … remember when we got y/n6 rumors a few months ago?? DID HE CHEAT?? ZAYN IT’S ON SIGHT.

user17 user1989 they might’ve just not announced it when they actually broke up 🤡

user1989 user17 they were spotted together multiple times during y/n6 rumors and he was literally ignoring her while talking to models???

user16 why is nobody mentioning how charles leclerc has literally been helping y/n to make y/n6???

user55 user16 same question right here.

user4 user16 how do you know it’s for y/n6?

user16 user4 y/n has mentioned multiple times that she admires charle’s music and would love to work with him on a project of hers or his

user77 user16 Y/N IS A F1 GIRLIE??

user16 user77 since she was a child 🤧

yourusername just posted a story!

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user1989 GIRL WE KNOW THAT’S CHARLES’ KEYBOARD

user13 this album will break us all so bad.

user16 hi pls attend the next grand prix tyvm

charles_leclerc you must be in jail for not sending me the first picture.

yourusername charles_leclerc surprise? 😁

charles_leclerc yourusername yeah yeah whatever now send me the picture so i can make it my wallpaper 😌

charles_leclerc just posted a story!

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user1989 SHUT UP IT’S LITERALLY THE SAME KEYBOARD

f1wagsource soft launch, no?

user65 CHARLES HERVE PERCEVAL LECLERC IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS.

yourusername no bc i’m literally announcing our baby tomorrow

charles_leclerc yourusername I know 🫶🏻

yourusername charles_leclerc i’m so nervous

charles_leclerc yourusername there’s no reason to be nervous sweetheart. whatever happens I’m here.

yourusername charles_leclerc stop being such a good boyfriend you know i’m not used to men like you 😔

charles_leclerc yourusername I really don’t plan on stopping anytime soon cherié.

yourusername charles_leclerc please do not! i love you 💞💓💕💗💝💘💖

charles_leclerc yourusername i love you too babe, now go rest you’ve got many promotions starting tomorrow.

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yourusername Surprise surprise! The first single of my new album “Metanoia” (coming out April 23), “we can’t be friends (wait for your love)” comes out tomorrow evening!

Thank you my whole team for making this album possible. I’m so grateful for all the wonderful and talented artists who took part in the creation of “Metanoia”, truly couldn’t be more lucky to have people like you by my side. Whether that is as colleagues or friends. In addition, there was one special someone who took HUGE part in writing, composing and producing this album with me, someone who I have very close to my heart. @charles_leclerc, the man, the monegasque himself. Thank you for agreeing to helping me bring into real life my deepest emotions and thoughts, you stood by me during very hard times in my life, I will always be thankful for that. Studio sessions with you are my only good memories of the hell I’ve been through last year.

And to the fans, thank you for supporting me always. I hope you’re excited for this project as much as I am. See you tomorrow for the premiere of the “we can’t be friends (wait for you love)” music video!

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arianagrande congrats!! can’t wait to listen♡

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yourusername arianagrande my girl 🤍

iamrebeccad can’t wait for tomorrow 🥰

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yourusername iamrebeccad love you so much. 🥹💗

francisca.cgomes album of the year already

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yourusername francisca.cgomes tearing up, thank you so much kika. 🥹🤍

lilymhe so in love with you! 💗

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yourusername lilymhe my #1 gf 🥹💞

alex_albon lilymhe excuse me?

rachelzegler I THINK I’M CRYING??

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niallhoran Congrats sis!

yourusername niallhoran Thank you Niall! 🫶🏻

user29 niallhoran oh zayn fucked up big time

user32 niallhoran THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS EVERYTHING

ynayncrumbs niallhoran oh it’s really over.

user1989 DID I ACTUALLY JUST MANIFEST Y/N6????

user13 user1989 OH MY FUCK YOU DID

user45 user1989 I think you graduated from tom holland manifestation university!

user16 WHERE’S THE TRACKLIST??

user88 user16 she’ll probably reveal it later

user99 EVERYONE SHUT UP NEW Y/N MV TOMORROW!!?!?

user30 user99 I’ve got a feeling it’ll have a love interest

user99 user30 SAME

charles_leclerc So proud of you! ❤️

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yourusername charles_leclerc Thank you Charlie! 🥹

ynphobic charles_leclerc I think I’m not breathing anymore.

user49 charles_leclerc I’M CRYING TEARS OF HAPPINESS.

landonorris having early access to this album: it’s good ig…

yourusername landonorris did you think the same when you were crying to the whole tracklist?

landonorris yourusername YOU DID NOT.

alex_albon landonorris get ended nowins 🤣‼️

landonorris alex_albon FUCK YOU

user11 I’M LITERALLY CRYING BC WDYM CHARLES ALMOST GOT A PARAGRAPH DEDICATED TO HIM??

yourusername user11 he deserves it more than anything. 🤍

taglist; @formulaonebuff @ironspdy @sleepybrokenmelle @dreamergirlatpaddock @taygrls

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jade-green-butterfly · 6 months

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Just watched Trolls Band Together...ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!😍😍😍(SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)

Oooh, my Harmonia...just got back from watching Trolls Band Together and my GOODNESS!!🤩✨🤩✨🤩Words cannot describe how amazed and engrossed I was into the whole movie!!💖💖💖Was it worth the seven month wait?😗TOTALLY!!😍😍😍It was absolutely fantastic, and I LOVED and enjoyed every single moment of it!!🥰

I was really getting into scenes, got quite a few laughs out of some scenes and was touched the wholesome ones~💕Branch's brothers were just as enjoyable on screen - John Dory still being my fave as he grew throughout the movie (LOVE Rhonda too!😁) Spruce/Bruce is such a lovable family man, Clay was (serious)ly awesome in his scenes and the tender moments between Floyd and Branch really got me...especially with the flashbacks...🥲 It was so great to see Grandma Rosiepuff again, though I do wish there was more feeling shown when her death was mentioned, hopefully the brothers will come to terms with it more in time...and Branch's bunker plan for them all, d'awww...~🥺So he DID build the bunker for all his family...😭 Viva was such an amazing character as well as she adorably bonded with Poppy (ooh, dear King Peppy, I know you were heartbroken at the time but c'mon...😅) and finally braved out of her comfort zone, and Tiny Diamond going through his big boy phase was real cute and funny😂Bridget and King Gristle were great too, it was lovely seeing them again along with the Bergens!😊 I had a feeling Velvet and Veneer were luring BroZone to them, they were such good villains with their goals and personalities but I am glad Floyd got through to Veneer in the end, and he saw the wrong he and his sister were doing, and came clean to everyone. And Crimp was a cutie and deserves better🫂(glad she got a hug from Poppy and stood up to Velvet and Veneer in the end😌) And it was also great to see some of the Snack Pack again too, including Prince D and especially my darling Cooper too, eeeee~!😍💗💗💗He looked so dapper!💝🥰 Speaking of Poppy, she was just as darling as ever~!😚I seriously LOVED her relationship and her undying love for Branch blossom so much here whilst supporting and fangirling for him all the way as they interacted, bless her~😊And that sweet BROPPY KISS!!🤭...🤩I was going 'YES!! FINALLY!!' under my breath, grinning from ear to ear in that moment~💙💖And that moment when I thought he was gonna pop the question during the performance during the end...hehe, maybe another time~😉But I certainly didn't expect *NSYNC to show up in their trollsonas near the end...what a twist!😮

The chase scene and perfect family harmony scene were truly epic and it really shows, it doesn't have to be perfect as long as we're altogether~💞💓All the locations of the brothers were stunning to look at, with Vacay Island and Spruce/Bruce's family, the creepy abandoned Bergen golf course with the Putt-Putt Trolls, and finally Mount Rageous - a whole lot of wonder to take in!💖Walt Dohrn, Gina Shay and the DreamWorks Animation Crew did such an fantastic job on everything!✨🌟✨And that huge BroZone hug...again, d'aaaaww~!😭

As for the songs...I'll be downloading the rest of the album now because they were all wonderful to listen to!🎧🎶Real boyband and 90's nostalgia~✨I know they're gonna be stick in my head for a long time, hehe!😆I have so many faves, especially all versions of 'Better Place'~😚

A greatly HUGE thank-you in a million to everyone Trolls for such a fantastic movie, which I wonderfully enjoyed all the way through, from start to finish!🌟👏👏👏🌟AAAHH!!💓💗💓I JUST LOVED IT ALL!! 😍🤩😍I give it a solid 9.5 out of 10!!😊👍✨Totally made my weekend~!🫶🥰

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celestialtarot11 · 4 months

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Messages from your pet/s 🐱🌜💖

Hi friends! A long time ago I said I would publish a PAC reading centered around messages from your pets 💗 here it is! Enjoy 🍵 feel free to like, comment and reblog! Pick a bouquet —>

Pile 1: The Magician • 4 of wands

Hi pile 1’s! Welcome to your pile 💗🍵 I feel your per first of all, loves hanging around you. They could actually be your soulmate manifested in a different being this lifetime 🤍 they are your other half essentially. Some of you may own black cats! I feel right away your pet has an auspicious message about a new event, person or celebration coming up for you. This could be something you actually wanted and it’s coming your way 🤗 so definitely enjoy that! That sounds wonderful and I feel your pet is actually guiding your manifestations in a way. They are a guardian, and they also protect you from energies that don’t serve your highest good in this lifetime. Their existence deflects negativity! I heard a long time ago if cats purr they are taking away pain or something 🤔 I have no idea how true this is, but comment below and let me know! Because I am seeing a cat rubbing against you and purring a lot to get rid of evil eye 🧿🪬 so your animals are very protective, even the ones that aren’t a cat 🤣 they do watch over you, and love to spend time with you 🙌 I think if there is someone you don’t like, they will know right away and give that person a full on stare, or not interact with them. Thats your sign your animal supports you 💅🏻 and also is saying that person is negative (I heard full of shit but I resorted to respectful tactics 🤣) wow so your pet is definitely not one to mess with! I hope you are all well pile 1’s! Thank you for coming by and I appreciate any support to this blog 🤍

Pile 2: Seven of wands • Ace of cups

Hi pile 2’s! Welcome to your reading 🤗💘 excited to have you here! Lets see what messages your pet has for you. I see that they feel fulfilled, cared for and loved by you. They have a special spiritual bond with you, so maybe you see them in dreams, or they will have messages for you in your waking life when you spend time with them. Sometimes its almost like, “wait, why can I hear you talking? Im the human one” 🤣 now, unless you have schizophrenia, which please be careful and get that checked out! Your animal is trying to communicate with you via intuition, and loves to connect with you that way. You two share a special soul bond. A message they have is to persevere any issue you have right now, and they believe in you 🙌 they got your back, and they believe in your ability to move past an issue or situation! Or if times have been rough, they want to be there for you and spend time with you to make you feel better 🥹💘 honestly that is so sweet. But they definitely want to see you smile again. Im drawn to notice how the ace of cups in this deck has a bouquet too 🤣 just like our piles themes. So get some flowers if you’re not allergic. Put them in your space! Or garden, if it’s not winter in your hemisphere. Caring for plants is important now. Or being in nature will lift your energy 💘🤗 thank you pile 2’s! I appreciate you coming by, please support this blog in any way you can 🍵🙌

Pile 3: The lovers • 5 of swords

Hi pile 3’s! 💘🍵🤍 Welcome, please enjoy this message brought to you by your loving pet. So far I see if they have passed away, or had an injury they remember you 🥹💘 they did not forget you at all. They are watching over you. And somehow I feel they left something for you behind, there’s almost an energetic baggage of love and abundance at your doorstep. In a good way, they left behind something beautiful you can transform in this lifetime. Whether they are alive or not, your pet has brought in a different energy into your life and you probably noticed the shift right away. This could be an emotional support animal! This pet brought love and care into your life, and they are thankful for your presence 🤗💘 they miss you always, even if they are around you now. Some of you may have had a parakeet, or a bigger bird. They want you to remember the good times and smile because you had them 🤍 so whether your pet is alive or not, they want you to enjoy your moments with them, and everyone. There’s such an unconditional loving energy here, its beautiful 🥹💗 they want you to be accepting, and less harsh on yourself is what I heard. You did all you could is also something I heard. I forgive you. There are some intense energies here, please take care pile 3’s ❤️‍🩹 I am wishing you the best and all the love and peace!

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dstxrgirl · 1 year

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heyy, could you do a social media au where the reader and charles have been soft launching their relationship for a long time so by the time they post a photo of them together making it official, no one is surprised?

SURPRISED, BUT NOT SURPRISED | CL16

social media au. charles leclerc x fem!reader

fluff. no warnings.

author’s note: thank you so much for the request, anon! really really love this suggestion :)) i hope you enjoy reading it!

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@charles_leclerc

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y/n.l/n life recently ❤️‍🔥

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vroomvroom16 what is charles doing here??

leclercloverrrr what if 🤭

yourbestiesuser ahhhh you and me in miami soon?

y/n.l/n definitely! looking forward to it 💋💋

carlossainz55 Can’t wait to see you around in the paddock again!

ferrarigirl4ever CARLOS WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!!!!

user1655 what is going on?!&@^*\$=+_€

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@y/n.l/n

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc Always doing better when you're around ❤️ Very motivated for the next race. We'll keep pushing like always.

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leclercccc mystery girl reveal when? 😭

vroomvroom16 THE CAPTION OMG 🥹

leclercloverr y/n, what are you doing here?

playerhater why yalls assuming they're dating or something?? y/n could literally just be a fan of charles. yalls delusional asf

y/nismother y/n if you really are the girl in the picture, please, let's talk about this. the kids miss you.

user1655 imagine if the girl wasn't y/n though. what would the real girl be feeling rn 😭💔💀

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y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n one year with you has been a blast, my sharl lecler! am very grateful for all the laughs, the hugs, the kisses, and most of all, i’m so very grateful for you. you always know how to brighten up my day and make me happy. you always know the right words to say to make me feel oh so loved. looking forward to more years with you and me together. happy anniversary, mon amour! i love you so much @charles_leclerc 💗

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charles_leclerc Je t’aime, mon cheri ❤️ Happy anniversary!

y/n.l/n i love youuuu

charles_leclerc i love you moreeee

carlossainz55 Wow, a year already! Happy anniversary you two ❤️

y/n.l/n thank you, carlos 💕

yourbestiesusername the cutest! happy anniversary love birds!! 💖

y/n.l/n thank you babes <33

arthur_leclerc happy anniversary you two!! looking forward to more dumb and dumber moments from the both of you!

y/n.l/n thank you, arthur! 💖 yes yes, more dumb and dumber to come!

leclerccc OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG ITS OFFICIAL!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY ❤️

l/n.leclerc THEYVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A YEAR 🥹

vroomvroom16 WE WERE RIGHT!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY 💗💗💗

y/nismother happy anniversary mom and dad! ADOPT ME PLEASE 🙇‍♀️

playerhater y/n was in fact, not just a fan. i take it back yall ✌️

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc An appreciation post for the sweetest, kindest, smartest, and most beautiful woman that I love so much. I really am the luckiest man on the world for having the opportunity to be with someone as amazing as you. Happy one year to us, mon amour. Je t’aime @y/n.l/n ❤️

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y/n.l/n i love you so much, charlessss 🥹 happy 1st birthday to our relationship 💗 many more to come!

charles_leclerc Definitely lots more to come! I love you, ma belle ❤️

#💗; peyton’s writings #formula 1 #f1 #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #cl16 #cl16 x reader #social media au #oneshot #imagine

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itsabouttimex2 · 6 months

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Hello! I read your Lmk fics and they're awesome! 💗💗💗 If the request are open can I ask one of Yan Macaque wanting Reader as is apprentice or be their mentor but Reader doesn't want to and every time they deny his offer so he tries to convince them? (being the manipulator he is can offer them more power or strength) Thank you so much! 💖

Tough Love

Yandere Mentor Macaque

You know he’s outside. If it isn’t him, it’s one of his shadow clones. Either way, he’s keeping you up again, scratching at the walls and windows of your house. Today is the fourteenth day of this hell, desperately trying to sleep while Macaque tries to force you to come outside and confront him.

There’s a brief lull in the scratching, and right when you think he’s given up, he begins to pound on your window, rattling the frame as he does. You roll over and stuff your face into your pillow, hoping to block out the thunderous noise. In response, it only grows louder and louder. You bear with it for a few minutes, and eventually… it stops entirely.

Then your bed begins to shake.

You jump to your feet as fast as possible, reaching for something to defend yourself with. Instead, you find Macaque’s shadow clones snatching up everything in reach and pulling them away from you, leaving you completely unarmed and off-guard.

Something taps your shoulder, but you don’t turn around. You already know who it is, after all.

“Hey kiddo,” he starts, his voice surprisingly soft and calm. It doesn’t stay that way for long. “Here I was, starting to think you might be ignoring me, or something.” There’s a definite edge to his voice as he finishes, like he’s daring you to confirm his words. Instead, you just stay quiet. It feels like there’s no right words for this situation, nothing you can say to improve your lot.

“Remember when you said you’d think on my offer, bud? I’m still waiting for an answer. Kinda starting to lose my patience, here.”

He taps your shoulder again. An unspoken command is conveyed through that simple motion. Turn around.

You slowly turn on your heel, revealing your weary eyes and tired face to the demon. He clicks his tongue and huffs. “You really don’t know when to give up, huh? I could make you stronger than you ever imagined. I could teach you to protect yourself.”

You take a step forward, ready to protest and argue, to drive in for the final time that you don’t want or need his help.

But he beats you to the punch.

“Can I ask you something, kid? Why do you even bother to say no? Are you scared? Of what? You’ve got no one left, kiddo. I mean, if you did… they’d be here helping you, right? But no. You’re dealing with the big bad demon all alone. And you still won’t give in. So stubborn! You kinda remind me of an old friend of mine, actually. Difference is…”

“He has people who care about him.”

Everything freezes in place, all the color draining from your face as the world goes quiet. You have no retort, no reply, no defense. His expression grows smug, knowing he’s hit a weak spot. He takes a step forward, looming over you to really drive in how powerless you are right now.

“That’s what I can give you, kid. A place to belong. Someone to look out for you. Strength to stand on your own two feet. Why not let me help you? It’s not like anyone else is trying.”

Your throat tightens painfully, and tears prick your eyes. You try to take a few deep breaths, but your dry lips are stuck together. Every time he had made this offer previously, you had argued him to a standstill, countering each of his points with ease. Now, you can’t even breathe right. You can’t even speak.

He chuckles, and reaches out to pat your shoulder. “All alone, huh. Pretty rough feeling, isn’t it? But you don’t have to be alone. Neither of us do. Let me make you something better.” While you’re still unable to resist, he loops his fingers around one of your wrists and drags you outside with him. The shadows roil and writhe with each step he takes. You stumble along after him, only stopping to take a look back at your house.

Somehow, you feel like you won’t be seeing it for a while.

#platonic yandere #yandere lmk #yandere lego monkie kid #yandere macaque #Yandere Mentor #tw: manipulation

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ethereal-blossom · 1 year

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izaya, dazai, and mori reacting to their s/o experiencing a major burnout to the point where they needed extensive medical attention due to their overall health plummeting due stress and fatigue. this is me rn ;-; im so overworked yet so underpaid lmfao thank you so much in advance! 💗

A/N: Hi, thank you so much for the long wait! I hope your situation has become better :( give my dear their rest and money🔪 I'm sorry Mori's part is a bit short compared to the others, but I hope you like it💖

Izaya:

Izaya loves all humans equally, but you're the exception as his favorite one and Shizuo being his least favorite.

With Izaya's special interest in human beings and his well-crafted observation skills, it didn't go unnoticed by him how you were becoming more tired and less happy step by step. The part of him that loved to observe humans was fascinated and wondered how far you could be pushed, but then again- you are his favorite.

Izaya only realizes you need extensive medical treatment after he returns from an underground job. If you haven't moved in with him already, Izaya will throw all his charm (or manipulation skills, really, who cares about the details?) into convincing you to stay at his place. Being an information broker and professional chaos lover has provided Izaya with enough money to spoil you rotten.

The question is whether he'll let you go back to work. And if you manage to convince him to let you go back to work, he's going to do a full background check on the company and its people.

Izaya has a hard time admitting this to you, himself, or anyone really, but seeing you become this fragile scared him. It's a feeling he immediately tries to shove away, but it only leads to him being more protective of you.

During your assigned recovery, you'll catch Izaya chuckling to himself. There are just so many fun possibilities to ruin your boss' life! Should he destroy it brick by brick? Or should he wreck it in one go? Whatever it is, it'll be cruel and twisted and fun. Your boss didn't think they could get away with treating his favorite little human like this, hm?

One thing is for certain: no matter how Izaya is going to destroy your boss' life, it'll be done through cyber damage. Izaya would rather not leave your side. He has been very cheery and confident around you, never giving you a sign of the fear he felt when he saw you turn into a burned-out version of yourself. But he has you tucked in bed and you just have to say it and he gives you anything you want. Izaya has Namie assist him in taking care of you, too.

Izaya does drop hints here and there about how he's going to be responsible for your boss' life taking a bad turn. If you try to confront him about this or prevent him from doing so, Izaya is going to ask you for a good explanation as to why not. It may even lead to a discussion, however, no reason will leave him satisfied. You've already gotten hurt, so the damage is already done and there's nothing the boss can do to make up for it except pay for it with his sins. Izaya can say he'll let it go, but you know he won't. If anything, he's more excited to start. Nobody messes with his favorite human except him.

Dazai:

Dazai puts great value in the one he gained but would never want to lose. It's one of the reasons he pays so much attention to you; he knows things about your behavior that even you are unaware of.

That's why Dazai is the first to observe how you're slowly burning out. He encourages you to copy his work ethic (lying on a couch and letting your partner do all the work), but he never convinces you no matter how much he tries to tug at your strings.

But when Dazai comes home from a mission he had to travel for and sees you so burned out to the point of needing extensive medical care, he was livid and scared. From the inside, that is. From the outside, he'd be calm and reassuring, even cheery once you feel better.

Dazai would insist that he stays home with you to become your personal nurse. He would cling onto you whenever you want to leave the bed, claiming you were on bed rest, which automatically meant he was on bed rest, too.

He'd take care of you in his own silly way. He makes you laugh, distracts you from the tiredness, buys you the biggest teddy bear you've seen in your life, and prevents you from doing anything.

Nonetheless, there's going to be a time you need to get back to work. Once you do, you notice something strange about your boss. It's like they are a whole new person. They offer you tea or coffee the minute you step in, push out a nervous chuckle that's supposed to sound friendly, and say you can take a break whenever you feel like you need one. It wouldn't take long for you to realize there was something off... and you could tell who was behind it.

When confronting Dazai though, expect him to be packed in denial. "Me?" He answers with doe eyes that scream innocence and surprise, which means he was definitely not innocent nor surprised. "Do I look like someone who would threaten your boss? I was taking care of you all that time!" Yes Dazai, you look like that type of person. But the latter was true since you cannot point out a moment he must have had a talk with your boss. Dazai had taken his role as your personal nurse very seriously to the point he rarely had been out of your sight.

Dazai knows you'd have to let it go eventually because you have no evidence against him. Even if you did find the courage to ask your boss if your boyfriend had talked to him, the boss wouldn't slip up. The only evidence you have is the fear in your boss' eyes when mentioning your boyfriend and the sly but satisfied smile you caught on Dazai's face when he knew he got away with it.

Mori:

Being the boss of the port mafia is a time-consuming job, especially when you're almost at war with another underground organization. It's why Mori, who is always eager to spoil you rotten, wasn't there to see how work was affecting you for the worst.

Mori made sure the upcoming threat was nothing more but forgotten dust, and one look at you after he came back made him want to do the same to your boss. You could see it in his expression, how it changed from excitement to surprise to deadly and back to soft but cheery in the span of a few seconds.

Absolutely takes this opportunity as an excuse to spoil you rotten more than he already does. After all, who can take better care of you than himself, the doctor who loves you the most?

The doctor in him comes out; checking your vitals, making sure you eat and drink, assigning you time to rest but also to go out and make a little walk with him. And oh, look what a cute thing he bought for you the other day! Yeah, it wouldn't be Mori if he didn't take this opportunity to buy new clothes for you and to doll you up as much as you let him.

Mori will offer to bring harm to your boss as if it's a sweet declaration of love. Whatever your answer, he makes sure your boss learns their lesson.

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“hiiii i loved your last piece and damn your writting is SO GOOD <3 so i ask you pretty please if you could right about an aged up!lo'ak w aged up!reader where they're in a romantic relationship and finally mate after a couple of months of waiting. THANKS IN ADVANCE LUV YA”

hiiii! so, as you asked me to, this is me fowarding the request! 🫶🏻 i imagine this being with a female reader, something like childhood friends to lovers – the girl would be a na’vi and they grew up together or smt. i also see the reader being a little scared of mating with lo’ak – thinking things like i love this man but he’s so reckless i dont wanna loose him – and shit. i trust you a 100% with this because I KNOW you're gonna make me giggle scream in my pillows and punch the air even if i read your grocery store list.

lmk if you need anything more! lots of love & kisses. 💘💘💕💞💘💖💗💓💗

Chosen | Lo'ak x fem!Omaticaya!reader (Smut)

A.N: Hello there! Sorry this took me so long, but I'm in the middle of exam season and also my birthday was last week and yea lots of stuffs going on. I hope my interpretation of your request will be everything you dreamed of, tbh I went a lil extra, but this story has literally been plaguing me for days and I loved writing it so much!

Summary: fem!Omaticaya!reader x Lo'ak, both reader and Lo'ak are 18/19 in this, usually I write 20+ characters but I was trying to keep the story as close as possible to Na'vi 'marriage traditions, according to them 15 is the age of maturity and I believe parents arrange marriages around that time, but if anyone is uncomfortable with this then please feel free to imagine the characters are older.

T.W.: NSFW, this is pr0n with feelings, but it is detailed. As always, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS WORK OR ANY OF MY ACCOUNTS, thank you. Awkward first-time shenanigans, angst, fluff, and yeah if I missed anything please let me know.

T.W. 2: This turned into a whole ass fic so forewarning for mentions of blood, neglectful parenting, and a near-death experience for a main character.

Word count: 6.355

Mini dictionary for this fic:

Olo'eyktan = clan leader

Kaltxì! = hello

Oeru syaw... = My name is...

Ngaru tut? = And you are?

Sempul= father

Sa'nok= mother

Oe tìwayn...= I love...

Tsahik= spiritual leader

Yawne = beloved

Oeya- = My-

Oel ngati kameie = I see you

Nga yawne lu oer = I love you (You are beloved to me)

Kehe= no

If you have any Lo'ak requests, please send them my way!

Lo'ak had never been chosen for anything in his life.

For as long as he'd remembered, his parents had either been taking every spare moment they had to teach Neteyam the right path in life, so that he would one day be an Olo'eyktan fit enough to succeed his father or alternatively, dote on his sisters. It was at an embarrassingly young age when he discovered that he could have wandered off from the safety of his family and nobody would have taken much notice until the eclipse would come, and it was time to turn in.

Even on those occasions, Lo'ak would try to prove his worth by showing his father a creature he had caught or a place he had 'discovered', but his parents didn't really do much other than reprimand him for his reckless behavior.

"You know you were supposed to help me look after your baby sister today, why is it so hard for you to understand basic instructions?" His father would huff, dragging him back home while carrying Tuk on his shoulders. Lo'ak looked at her. She was a tiny infant, where could she have possibly gone by herself? And why did he have to stick around to look after her, while Neteyam and Kiri were out hunting with their mother?

Eventually, his disappearances stopped raising alarms, as his family had accepted Lo'ak would always find his way back or his brother would be the one to recuperate him. On these occasions, Lo'ak had tried to fit in with the rest of the clan but had quickly discovered his presence wasn't all that welcome among his peers. While they felt the need to respect him because he was the Olo'eyktan's son and Neteyam's brother, his quirks, specifically his hands and his speech pattern were too... different. Too human. A lot of Omaticayans his age had been orphaned as a consequence of the war against the sky people, and Lo'ak was just another reminder of what their presence had left behind. Not to mention he was also friends with Spider, an actual sky person, even though he was born on Pandora and knew nothing of Earth.

On a day like any other, Lo'ak and Spider were playing hide and seek just the two of them, a game Jake had taught them and was too 'human' sounding for the rest of their peers to want to join in, and Lo'ak had found the perfect hiding spot on a tree Spider was never going to be able to climb when a voice startled him so much, he almost fell out of the branch he'd been resting on.

"Kaltxì!" The little Na'vi girl his age greeted him enthusiastically while hanging upside down from the tree branch directly above him. Lo'ak stared at her and felt like prey in the split second it was about to be hit by an arrow. He had never seen such beautiful eyes. And he had never talked to a girl before, other than his sisters. "Oeru syaw y/n." She continued. "Ngaru tut?"

"L-Lo'ak." He managed to say, instinctively hiding his hands behind his back. She looked at him curiously, almost as if to ponder his silence. Then y/n seemed to have a sudden realization. "Now I know!" She exclaimed again loudly, along with switching her language register, but Lo'ak couldn't care less about losing his game of hide and seek with Spider anymore. "You are the Spider's friend. You speak the English. You see? I speak the English too. You can talk to me." Y/n announced rather diplomatically, not knowing that Lo'ak was perfectly capable of speaking Na'vi as well. "Friends?" She reached out her hand, her eyes brimming with hope.

Lo'ak nodded and smiled back at her, still at a loss for words, until he finally said: "Yes, friends." But he didn't dare to shake her hand. Y/n dropped down from the branch she'd been hanging from gracefully, her tail twitching as she inquired: "You are hurt?", trying to get a better look at his hands.

"No!" Lo'ak blurted out, and in doing so he inadvertently put his hands forward to keep y/n at a distance, while he was backed up against the tree trunk, with nowhere else to go except fall to his death. Y/n's comically large eyes took in the sight of his hands, examining them for signs of trauma. But there were none. Lo'ak braced himself for the inevitable rejection. "Big baby." She chided. "Nothing wrong with your hands, see?" Lo'ak let y/n hold his hands up to his face, and Spider found them like that the very next second.

"Ha-ha!" He panted, out of breath from climbing all the way up to where the two Na'vi hadn't been so quiet. "I. Win."

"Win?" Y/n asked, dropping Lo'ak's hands. "Is it a game? Can I play? Oh, and-and my friends as well. You will meet them now. Come."

Lo'ak realized then, that was what it must have felt like to be chosen by someone.

From that day onward, Lo'ak and y/n had been inseparable. He was the first person she'd pick to play on her team once he and Spider had been accepted by her friends, he was the first and sometimes only person she'd tell her 'secrets' to, and as they grew older they would only go out hunting if the other was with them. Ceremonies, dinners, you name it, Lo'ak and y/n were sitting next to each other, trying their best to keep their giggles and whispers at a low volume, something y/n really couldn't help, especially when Neteyam would turn around to reprimand his younger brother.

Y/n got gradually closer with his family as well over the years, being of big help with babysitting Tuk and escorting Kiri to Hellsgate with the rest of her siblings whenever she wanted to visit her mom. Her English had gotten progressively better, and she was as fluent of a speaker as the rest of the Sullys, regretfully owing a lot of her vocab to the two brothers. On a particular outing to the lab, Lo'ak had been in the middle of teasing Kiri about her conception, and y/n was quick to respond to him, intent on defending her friend.

"-their avatars, all alone in the forest-" Lo'ak goaded Kiri, and y/n cut him off before her best friend could insinuate anything else. "As if you would know anything about that, virgin!" His siblings laughed at this.

"Who are you calling virgin, virgin?" He'd snap back, and their argument would usually end up in a scuffle, which he was always the first one to pull away from.

Lo'ak hadn't realized how easy he had it back then, before... Well, before none of them no longer had time to be kids. The sky people came back around the time of Neteyam's 20th birthday, and yet somehow, that hadn't been the most devastating event Lo'ak was about to experience in the days to come.

"Lo'ak listen to me, and for Eywa's sake, don't run off until I'm done talking." Neteyam rested a hand on his shoulder, he had never seen such a pained expression on his brother's face before. "Sempul has been talking to me about responsibility and family, and-"

Lo'ak tsked, shaking his head. "Big surprise there, bro."

"Lo'ak..." Neteyam said sternly, and Lo'ak wondered when exactly had his brother become so much like their father. "I saw him and sa'nok talking to y/n's parents the other day. Saying stuff like she is the only one other than Kiri who truly understands Eywa's will. They've seen her healing abilities, she's been helping out with the war effort under Mo'at instructions. They want her to be the next tshaik, after mother."

Lo'ak couldn't stop the ugly frown that took over his features, and neither could he prevent himself from shoving his brother off him in disdain. "What are you saying?" He asked angrily, even though he already knew the answer to his question.

"You know what I'm saying, bro-"

"You're not my brother!" Lo'ak snarled, and for once in his life actually felt intimidating as he did so. Neteyam looked even more distraught than he had been a few seconds ago, but his agony was nowhere as close as the hell wreaking havoc inside Lo'ak. Y/n was the one thing Lo'ak had in this world that was truly his, and now he was going to have to stand aside while she married his brother. "I love her, I need her." He screamed, the pain in his chest was unlike anything he'd ever felt. "You don't-"

"Exactly, I don't." Neteyam said, trying to recover his younger brother from his anguish. "And I will say no to this union, but you know this decision is out of my hands-"

"Of course, you'll do anything as long as it doesn't interfere with you being the perfect son!" Lo'ak spat with tears in his eyes and Neteyam was quick to raise his voice, something that he almost never did. "Do not say that, Lo'ak. You know that is not true-"

But Lo'ak was done talking. And he had a feeling he didn't want to stick around for the evening ceremony either.

Y/n had remained deadly silent as her parents had given her the news. Tsahik, marriage, Neteyam. At one point it all started to become white noise in her head. All she could think about was Lo'ak. The day they'd both ridden their ikrans for the first time, and had stayed out well passed the eclipse. The hunting excursions, when it was just the two of them. Listening to human music on a device they'd stolen from the lab one time.

"Oe tìwayn Lo'ak." She'd never said it out loud to anyone, but it was true. She loved Lo'ak, and her parents simply couldn't understand. The younger Sully boy was nothing but a troublemaker, a complete mance to the clan and anyone else around him. They were never going to give their beautiful, talented daughter away to a five-fingered freak of nature, no matter how much she begged and pleaded with them.

Y/n felt like she was having an out-of-body experience, not even recollecting how she'd found herself sitting amongst the rest of the clan, as they all faced the tree of souls and the Olo'eyktan began to speak. She couldn't see Lo'ak anywhere. Y/n found it harder and harder to breathe. He was still her best friend, and she needed to tell him what was about to happen before his father announced it to everyone they knew. Lo'ak would have thought she'd have kept it secret from him, and y/n could never break his trust.

"It is with great pride and joy that today we-" The clan leader, Jake Sully, had stopped talking in the middle of his speech and was now looking directly at her. In fact, everybody was. Y/n only then realized she'd stood up while everyone else was still sitting down. Neytiri walked up to her, wiping the tears from her face. Y/n hadn't even realized she'd been crying. "Child, you do not look well." She spoke warmly as if she were speaking to one of her own daughters.

Y/n's tail was twitching violently, still looking around for Lo'ak as she took in a shaky breath. "It is Lo'ak." She managed to say. "He is not here." Y/n whined and her parents decided to step in. "Sit down, daughter. You are disrespecting the clan leader. End this foolishness at once!" But Neytiri was quick to be concerned, asking Neteyam for answers about his brother's whereabouts. "He could not be here. And I do not blame him."

Jake finally decided to have his say. The only fool around had been him, if he'd only now realized the love Lo'ak and y/n had for each other, if the look in her eyes and Lo'ak's disappearance from her side had been anything to go by. "Every single one of our people is allowed to speak their mind. Y/n has not disrespected me, or anyone else." Jake reassured her parents. Y/n saw no other way out for herself, and she knew she was either going to have to say the truth now or forever be silent. "Forgive me, Olo'eyktan. Forgive me, Neytiri. I know I am promised to your eldest son, and I know you wish for me to be tsahik one day. These are the two greatest honors I could ever ask from Eywa herself, and I am grateful. Nothing should be more important to me than looking after the clan, especially now, in a time of war... but my heart, it belongs to your youngest son. It belongs to Lo'ak. It always has. And because I know I would be doing the clan a disservice, that I would be undermining your authority and Mo'at's, I am prepared to be exiled from the clan or pay whatever other punishment in light of my failure."

A loud ruckus erupted as soon as y/n had finished her speech, her parents, in particular, trying to undermine everything she'd just said, while everybody else began to give their opinion on the matter. "Where is he? Your demon son? Can he not even vouch for the woman he has clearly seduced?"

Neteyam could still hear the clan squabbling from where he eventually found his brother. His usual hiding place. "When you are done sulking" He said, announcing his presence before grabbing Lo'ak by the scruff of his neck. "Maybe you could come back and stand by y/n side. She is talking of leaving the clan-" Neteyam's eyes widened as he saw the deep claw marks that ran from Lo'ak's chest all the way down to his left side. Lo'ak was clutching his abdomen, his hands covered in blood.

"Lo'ak, look at me... bro!" Neteyam's voice cracked. "I'm taking you home now, understand? You're going to be fine..."

"I thought... If I could be... a mighty warrior... like you..." Lo'ak murmured, a faint smile on his face. "Maybe... "

But he didn't get to finish that sentence, because a blood-curdling scream had just pierced through both of their ears. Y/n had known about every single one of Lo'ak hiding places too, and it hadn't taken her long to find him. It was almost as if she'd already known, deep within her bones, that he had gone and hurt himself, yet nothing could have prepared her for seeing him like this. "Yawne, what have you done? what have you done?" She wailed and kissed his face, trying to put pressure on his wounds. Neteyam had to separate them, his priority was to take Lo'ak back to Mo'at in time, even though he was just as devastated as y/n.

Y/n didn't leave Lo'ak's side for a single second over the following days. She carried him home with Neteyam. She helped Mo'at and Neytiri heal him. She stayed by his bed until he finally regained consciousness. "Oeya-Lo'ak, you are awake!" Y/n embraced him, mindful of his recovering wounds. Lo'ak pulled away from y/n enough to look into her eyes. "You see me. Only you see me." He said, touching her face gently as she nodded, pressing her forehead against his. "Oel ngati kameie." Y/n whispered, and Lo'ak could have cried when he heard those words leave her lips. "Nga yawne lu oer, y/n. I see you."

Lo'ak came to know of her and Neteyam's refusal to be together, of the rift it had cut between y/n and her parents. How she'd stood up in front of them and the entire clan to declare that she loved him and she would sooner be exiled than belong to anyone else other than him. Amongst the Omaticaya there were some who were certain Lo'ak had taken advantage of y/n, so that he could trap her in being with him, knowing full well Lo'ak would have never lived up to his brother's perfect image. All of this enraged him. He could no longer withstand being on bedrest while wild accusations were being made on y/n. On his mate.

She hissed at him while he tried to get up, and his siblings were having none of it either, when his parents finally turned up to see him. Lo'ak took in their expressions. He had never seen them so worn out with worry. Both Neytiri and Jake embraced their youngest son, dutifully checking on him. After making sure he had eaten, and with Mo'at's permission, his parents asked for everyone except y/n to leave.

By the time his parents had also left, Lo'ak and y/n were promised to each other.

Lo'ak was on strict orders to recuperate from his run-in with a thanator over the coming weeks and was forced to get updates about the ongoing war from Kiri and Tuk. Neteyam and y/n would visit every day, but now that y/n had stepped down as future Tsahik, she was determined to make herself useful by replacing her mate in the war effort until he got better. Neteyam had sworn to Lo'ak that he would have kept y/n safe, but it didn't stop Lo'ak from trying to escape his grandmother's watchful eye so he too could be out on the battlefield with his yawne. Where he belonged.

"Oeya-Lo'ak, you are still recovering." Y/n would complain to him almost every night when she came back to be by his side. Truthfully, she was scared. The second the excuses for making him stay behind ran out, Lo'ak could have gone back to playing a reckless game with his own life. And now, her own life was tied to his. She had gotten hurt fighting the sky people, yes, but nothing could have ever come close to the visceral pain that had ripped through her the day she thought she had lost him forever. Sometimes it made her even too scared to get closer to him, of sharing everything of herself and then suddenly being left behind without ever being able to cope with that loss.

Y/n was on the verge of losing her mind, she was certain because the instinctive need to protect her own heart was more often than not overcome by a different type of need. Y/n had felt low echoes of it when she and Lo'ak had been growing up, whenever he'd wrap his tail around her leg or he'd be standing right behind her, his arms circling hers as he taught her how to shoot an arrow. Now that need was stronger than ever, and she knew what name to give it. Tìnew. Desire.

And she didn't know what to do with it. In fact, she felt ashamed. Lo'ak was still hurt, and all she could think about while she was in the middle of checking on his progress, was wondering what it would be like to run her hands across his body in a different type of way. Her other friends had all already mated, she knew. Y/n wondered sometimes if Lo'ak did not find her beautiful, if he regretted choosing her, but could no longer back out of his decision. He did not seem to want her, in fact, over the following weeks, he seemed to struggle greatly with the feeling of her touch. Something which had never happened before.

Little did she know that Lo'ak was struggling just as much as she was. Y/n's touch burned in such a delicious manner, Lo'ak could not have described it in his own words if he tried. All he knew was it left him starved and aching for more whenever she would eventually have to leave. But he could not initiate anything real while he was still in that state. He could see the sorrow in her eyes every time she'd look at his wounds, and he knew his recklessness had scarred her. And in turn, it had changed him. Eywa as his witness, he no longer wanted to hear y/n scream so viscerally as she had done the night he'd almost died. He needed to be a better person. If not for his sake, then for her own. Y/n was his responsibility now.

Soon he was back on his feet again, and ready to face the rest of the clan. Y/n would now sit amongst his family and Lo'ak was always glued to her side, ready to hiss or growl at anyone who so much as looked at his mate the wrong way. Y/n loved sitting between his legs with his chest to her back, wanting nothing more than to show off her mate to the rest of the clan. She noted that since his recovery, Lo'ak had been less inclined to chat or make jokes like he usually did when they both had to sit through another one of Jake's boring speeches before dinner. It made her sad, since Lo'ak's jokester side was one of the things she loved most about him, but she understood he was going through a lot.

It was on one of these occasions y/n decided to soothe her mate by reaching for his braid, bringing it to rest over her shoulder so she could play with it absentmindedly. Lo'ak realised only after a few minutes that her ministrations were making him purr. Him. Purr. In public. His hands dug into her hips and he hid his face in her neck, trying to keep quiet. "Yawne, you need to stop that... please..." Lo'ak whispered so only she could hear, her hands dangerously close to his queue. Y/n frowned and turned back to look at him. "Did I hurt you?" She asked in concern, reaching out to touch his face. Lo'ak felt his cheeks flare up with heat. He wanted to give her some cocky response, but in truth, he was scared. "No, no. You could never hurt me, y/n... it's more... the opposite." How could anyone want to be with him in that way? To physically bind themselves to him for the rest of their life? Hadn't he taken enough from y/n already?

"The opposite?" She asked, ears bent downwards and still not understanding. "If it makes you feel good, then why would I stop? I like hearing you purr..." Lo'ak tried once again to hide his blush by looking away but to no avail. Y/n's tail wrapped around his own then, preventing him from furiously whacking it against the ground every few seconds, like he always did when he was nervous. "It's just... I—"

All it took was for y/n to look him dead in the eye for her to understand. Eventually she would always see through him. "You wish to mate with me."

A nervous cough overcame Lo'ak as soon as y/n had said those words, making quite a few of their clan members turn towards him and shake their heads in disappointment. Y/n immediately grabbed some water for him to drink.

"Y-yes." He finally managed to say, not sure if he was ever going to recover from such an embarrassing display.

"But... I was certain... you did not desire me. That maybe, you loved me but did not find me beautiful..." Y/n confessed and Lo'ak realized what an absolute skxawng he'd been. The entire time he'd spent feeling sorry for himself and trying to be a better 'version' of himself for y/n, to stop getting in harm's way and taking every aspect of his life more seriously, he'd ended up neglecting his mate. The two of them had probably been the only couple to have waited so long, and he couldn't imagine what kind of reasons y/n had to come up with to explain his 'disinterest'. Clearly, he'd made her feel less than worthy, and it devastated him.

Lo'ak placed one of his hands over y/n's jaw, tilting her face upwards to look at him. "I never, ever want to hear you say that, yawne." He pulled her lower back snugly towards him until she could feel how hard he was for her, making her let out a shaky breath as she turned away from Lo'ak but pressed back against him even more. "Can't you feel how badly I want you? How badly I've always wanted you?" Y/n nodded, trying to look stoically in front of her as if nothing was going on. As if Lo'ak's words weren't making her heart feel like it was going to burst at any minute. As if it would make things any better, y/n reached for one of Lo'ak's hands and held it close to her breastplate, trying to slow her heartbeat down. "Your little heart is beating so fast..." Lo'ak spoke against her braids. "So is yours!" Y/n snapped at him in a low voice, making Lo'ak chuckle. She could feel the beat of his heart against her back.

She wondered if the rest of the clan members could tell what was going on. Y/n didn't want to disrespect Lo'ak's family a second time. But nobody seemed to be taking any notice of them, except the handful of jealous fuckers who eyed y/n whenever they thought he wasn't looking. Lo'ak wondered if they could tell she was shaking in his arms just because of his words. "You don't see the way they look at you? How much they hate me because you're mine?" He asked, placing a hand dangerously close to her inner thigh.

"I don't care about the others. I never have." Y/n sighed leaning back against him.

It was a long wait for everyone else to go to sleep and leave the Tree of Souls empty that night. Sure, they could have gone some place else, considering how worked up the two of them had gotten, but Lo'ak wanted to do things the right way. This was the one thing in his life that he was not going to half-ass or screw up.

Y/n had put him first since the day she'd met him and Lo'ak was going to spend the rest of the night, no, the rest of his life, showing her just how she made him feel every single day.

"You are worrying again..." Y/n noticed, pulling him down to sit next to her. Lo'ak had been overfixating on finding the perfect spot for them to lay down. "I am worried too..." She confessed touching his face. Lo'ak frowned, wrapping his arms around her waist. "We do not need to do this... if you've changed your mind..."

"Kehe! Of course not..." Y/n climbed on top of him, laying across his chest as she kissed him. "I am afraid of losing you... always." Lo'ak really didn't know what to say to those words, because he knew in his heart she was right and he could not argue. He felt exactly the same way about her, but he'd given y/n plenty of reason not to trust he'd stay out of harm's way. "What if... what if I am to carry your child and you don't come back to me? What then?"

The notion of getting y/n pregnant made Lo'ak revert to blushing and scrambling his words, and she blushed as well, realizing she had been somewhat blunt. Lo'ak hardly ever saw her blush and it truly was a sight to behold. "I promise. Eywa as my witness, I will always come back to you, yawne. Always. " As he said those words, Lo'ak didn't even feel like he was himself anymore, but he was certain he meant them.

Y/n brought both of her hands to his face and kissed him again, deeply this time. It was languid and desperate, almost as if she'd been waiting for that promise for a very long time. Lo'ak groaned as she run her tongue over his fangs, pulling away to graze his teeth over her neck and making her gasp. He sat up to get some leverage and asked his mate permission before sinking his teeth into her skin, marking her permanently.

"Lo'ak!" Y/n cried, digging her nails into his back as he lapped up the blood running down her neck. She gave him a sharp bite too, just over his shoulder, in retaliation, making him chuckle. "I'm sorry yawne, let me make it up to you..."

"You better, skxawng!" She huffed, shoving his chest playfully, even if the act of being marked had made the pressure between her legs so unbearable it was beginning to hurt. Lo'ak laughed again and y/n hissed at him meakly, ears drawn back. Why did his laugh also have to... have an effect on her?

"So I'm a skxawng, now?" Lo'ak asked in amusement as he kissed his way down her neck, deciding to get rid of her piece of clothing with his mouth also. It didn't take Y/n long to notice, Lo'ak's hands were no longer on her body, in fact he was leaning against them, only reaching out to touch her if he needed to hold her in place for a few seconds. He was still insecure about them, after all those years, and it would have broken her heart if Lo'ak hadn't been in the middle of making her feel so good. "I thought I was your yawne—"

Y/n got rid of her top piece herself and brought Lo'ak's hands to her breasts. His confidence seemed to leave him then. "You are my yawne. But you are also a skxawng... " She sighed softly through her nose. "I want you to use your hands on me, Lo'ak." Y/n told him, searching for his eyes as one of her hands guided his own over her breast.

"Y-yes. I know... it's just..."

Lo'ak's mind completely blanked the second y/n brought his other hand to her mouth, kissing every single one of his fingers before wrapping her lips around his index and middle finger, sucking around them. She took them as deep in her mouth as she could before pulling away again, enjoying the sight of her flustered mate. "Your hands are beautiful. And they're mine." She whispered, kissing the pad of his thumb. Lo'ak ran his thumb over her bottom lip, and reached back for her queue, bringing it together with his own.

"Nga yawne lu oer, I want to be with you, like this, forever." Lo'ak murmured before making the connection between them. Y/n jolted in his arms, hanging on to his neck for dear life. She'd known the tsaheylu would have felt good, intense even. But she could not have anticipated half of what she was feeling at that moment. Lo'ak's heart was beating so hard, she could feel it in her own chest, battling against her own. And he wanted her... Eywa, he wanted her so bad he could have died from it.

Lo'ak saw inside y/n too, and wasted no time in tugging her forward in a searing kiss. She arched into him and squeezed her thighs around his middle, squirming in his lap as he finally let his inhibitions go. "Want this off--off..." Y/n protested at the sight of his loincloth, rudely tugging at it without much regard for the fact Lo'ak wouldn't have anything to wear the following morning if she destroyed his clothes.

Lo'ak grinned and helped her, finally getting some of his cheeky attitude back. "Who knew my y/n could be so needy—" Her hand on his cock however was enough to make him shut up, well, curse under his breath more like. Y/n meanwhile was completely enthralled with what she was doing, enjoying the feeling of Lo'ak's shaft hardening and leaking under her touch. The fact he was falling apart from it was just an added bonus. "Where were you hiding all this?" She teased and Lo'ak was certain the woman in his arms was going to be the death of him.

"S-shut up..." He whined, struggling to even remember his name when she twisted her wrist and added just the right amount of pressure, making Lo'ak buck up into her hand instinctively. "Shit, y/n, you're being really... d-distracting right now... you need to give me... ah... a break, okay yawne?"

Against every fiber of his being, Lo'ak gently removed her hand. She frowned "Oh? But I like playing with your—"

"Kehe! None of that either..." Lo'ak reprimanded her softly and she giggled. "Let me focus on you, please? I've been waiting for so long..." Y/n nodded, smiling shyly at his words. "Honestly..." Lo'ak mumbled, kissing down the slope of her breasts, having hooked his arms underneath her thighs to hold her higher up. "Only you could get all shy... at something like that... and not about jerking me off..." Y/n loved to listen to Lo'ak talk to her while he drove her crazy with his hands and mouth. The second Lo'ak figured her nipples were particularly sensitive, she was a goner. She mewled and whined as he abused them with his mouth, and tugged harshly on his braids, which only seemed to encourage him further.

Her remaining piece of clothing was completely soaked, and y/n had to resort to rutting herself down against his thigh to get any sort of friction. "Shit..." Lo'ak cursed, realising he'd completely neglected that aspect of things. "Yawne, you're so wet... is this where you need me?" He cooed and Y/n nodded, crying out from the relief of feeling Lo'ak push a single long digit inside of her. She was ready for him, had been for a while, but that didn’t seem to matter because Lo'ak had just discovered how much he loved taking her apart with his fingers. He wanted to eat up every single reaction he could get out of her, hooked on the feeling of her slick running down his skin and the deep purring sounds she'd make if he stroked the most inner walls of her core.

"L-Lo'ak... Lo'ak please... I don't know what's happening..." she sobbed, the coil that had been building in the pit of her stomach was about to snap and it felt so good and so foreign at the same time, y/n didn't know what was about to happen. Lo'ak stilled immediately, afraid he'd been hurting his mate, but then he understood. He didn't know if it was through their bond, or something else, but he just knew. "Just hold on to me, yawne." He asked he to trust him, not faltering his rhythm inside her for a second. "Trust me, I know it's scary, but you're about to feel so good. So, so good... I promise..."

The only thing better than watching his mate come apart was feeling her pleasure radiate through their bond. Lo'ak watched y/n in complete and utter adoration, holding her through the aftermath until her breathing went back to normal. "Lo'ak..."

"What is it, yawne...?"

"Don't make me wait anymore..." Y/n laid herself down on the grass, pulling Lo'ak down to be on top of her. It was so dark now so could perfectly make out all the luminous freckles on his body. He entered her slowly, immediately feeling like all the air had been knocked out of his lungs. Y/n was slick, warm and impossibly tight around him. It took everything he had not to fuck her senseless right then and there.

Y/n on her part wanted Lo'ak to be as close to her as it was physically possible. She wanted his body to completely cover her own, feel his entire weight bare down on her. "I'm right here, y/n..." He reassured her as he began to move, listening to her soft moans. "I see you."

It didn't take long for y/n to start meeting his thrusts, whining that he go faster. "I don't want you to stop, Lo'ak... you can't—" She had never felt so good in her life, and she begged to Eywa that the morning would never come if this was what the rest of their night was going to be like.

"No, 'm not gonna stop, yawne..." Lo'ak quelled her worries with a kiss, and lifted her hips upwards to hold them in place. The new angle made y/n cry out his name, and Lo'ak held her like that, one arm around her middle and his other hand splayed out across her stomach to keep her still as he fucked her in earnest. The nature of that raw act made her cum again, this time without warning as she clamped down on his cock.

Lo'ak wasn't that far behind her either. "Good. That's my good girl..." He praised, reaching out for her hand as she intertwined their fingers together. "Yawne... y/n I'm going to cum now... " He was about to make himself pull away, since they hadn't really discussed that sort of thing, but y/n locked her legs around his waist. "Inside me..." She whined with a shudder, a little overestimated by that point. That was more than enough to tip Lo'ak over the edge. He groaned, fucking his load inside y/n for what felt like an eternity. He'd never come so much and for so long.

Afterwards he found that he couldn't pull away from his mate. Y/n was particularly adamant that he stay inside of her even while they slept, and it didn’t fail to make Lo'ak grin like an idiot. "Can I at least turn as around so you can sleep more comfortably? I promise you, you can have my dick back in a second..."

She hissed at him, dismounting from him herself. "Only you could ruin a romantic moment like that, skxawng..."

Lo'ak hugged her from behind, kissing the bite mark he'd left on her neck. "So I'm back to being a skxawng? You know I liked the things you were calling me before a lot better..." He teased, doing a very poor impression of her moaning, which made y/n give his tail a sharp tug.

He did the same in retaliation and the ended up in one of their usual play-fights, only this time, Lo'ak didn't eventually shy away from her touch. Once they'd both finally worn each other out, Lo'ak wrapped his arms tightly around y/n as she rested on top of him.

"Y/n..." He whispered, wandering if she was still awake. Luckily she was already fast asleep. "Thank you. For choosing me."

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IYHM ask replies (thank you!!!)

❤️ Anonymous asked:

hey there just wanted to ask about your book, is there a way of purchase that benefits you most?

hello! this is so thoughtful omg, thank you so much for asking. preordering the book at all is a huge help! more preorders mean there’s a better chance more retailers will want to stock the book, and also lets the publisher know that my work (and hopefully, this kind of story) is something readers are interested in.

i don’t think there’s a specific method of purchase that would benefit me particularly, but i do think this is a lovely opportunity to support an independent bookstore by preordering through them! or if you don’t have the means, requesting it from your local library is always an option.

but again - preordering the book, no matter where or how, means so much. barnes & noble is currently having a 25% off all preorders sale until the 27th, if that interests anybody! i’ve been trying to read more prose novels so i may peruse their collection myself. happy reading!

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Do you know which retailer gives you the largest percentage of the purchase?

i believe it’s all the same! i think the main difference in terms of sales is that hardcovers have a higher return - but i’m not hung up about that, so please get the format you prefer! i will actually not begin to get royalties until a certain number of copies have been sold (i don’t know if “earning out” is a concept exclusive to publishing but i’m happy to talk about that another time), and that’s something out of my control so i can only hope the book does well.

all that is to say, no need to worry about the place of purchase! but i’m so touched by this question. thank you! 🥺

❤️ Anonymous asked:

will there be a chance to pre-order a signed copy of your graphic novel?

my cousin adores your artwork and while i was already going to order a copy for her, i was wondering if ordering a signed version would be possible in the future to order 2 copies; the non-signed for myself and the signed for her. (instead of what i planned which was reading the copy i ordered for her after she read it lol)

omg that’s so sweet of you! HMM ok i looked into this, and i think this is something that can be coordinated with a local bookstore? i think i’d have to come in to sign their stock, and then those signed books could be shipped out. i’ll look into it more but that’s the impression i’m getting!

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Congrats on getting published! =D

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thank you so much!!! 😭💖💕🌸✨ AHHH i can hardly believe it myself... i’ve been a hot mess since the cover reveal! i’ve worked on the book for so long that having anyone else perceive it is exciting and terrifying at the same time. it’s like i’m releasing a child into the world haha! but i’m so grateful to everyone for the warm response, and for waiting so patiently. i hope i get to keep making stories like this for a long time ❤️

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Yoongi 006 + 014 please with a happy ending too?

006. “Are you two... a thing?” + min yoongi

— No, you and Min Yoongi are not a thing. 👀

word count: 999 contents: PURE FLUFF, romance, established relationship kept secret rawr, MIN yOONGI bOYFRIEND THINGS, your big bro is worldwide handsome Jin (Yoongi’s only hyung 🥺💕). featuring Jimin and Jungkook being little shits, no au specified! pairing: min yoongi x reader

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A/N: Hey anon! 💕💞💗 i’m so glad you joined!! Unfortunately, #14 was already taken, but I hope you like how this one turned out! I made it v v much a happy scenario for you!~ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧💖

The moment of peace and quiet is shattered as, unannounced, Jimin and Jungkook burst through your brother's apartment door and strut into the living room where you lay idly on the sofa and watch a movie. They had more free time than expected, they claimed, and thought to spend it with their favorite noona.

What more is that they come to witness Yoongi coming back from the kitchen with coffee and finger food and visibly frowning when he sees that you've sat up and the two younger men have taken all the seats on the couch—especially his.

Wordlessly setting the plate of peeled tangerines and mini sandwiches onto the coffee table, Yoongi settles his defeat onto the floor, him and his long black curls just an arm's reach or so away. There's a pout on his lips that makes you bite back a giggle.

Alas, Jimin, ever the keen-eyed observer, doesn't miss the subtle reactions between you both. "Noona, hyung, are you two…" he began, giggling like old women do to gossip, "a thing?"

Even Jungkook, who had been so engrossed in the film, turns his wide doe eyes to the conversation in intrigue.

Glancing Yoongi's way, you watch as he half-heartedly rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "No," he says, "we're not. I'm just here waiting for Jin-hyung."

Hiding your smile under the guise of munching on a tangerine slice, you, too, scoff for additional support. "The only time we held hands was when we were 12 and I had to stop him from pushing me into a pool." you retort, taking it one step further as you cast a fleeting smirk to the begrudged man lounging on the floor and sipping his mug.

That was a complete and utter lie, of course. You know very well how Min Yoongi loved to hold hands—especially yours.

See, a few months ago you and Yoongi have become a thing, ultimately deciding to keep your relationship a secret to savor some privacy and mess with the rest of the boys while the two of you were at it. There was also, of course, the musician's woes over your older brother—and his only hyung—finding out about you two and not approving.

Min Yoongi is very much the soft bastard the boys tease him to be, and far from the cold, enigmatic man everyone else thinks he is.

Min Yoongi, who loves cuddles, especially for taking naps. It gives him much needed energy for the woes of life, he said.

Min Yoongi, who thanks to his quiet nature, knows very well how to love you in secret—immortalizing you in his works, giving each other knowing looks, and always doing wordless acts of service.

Min Yoongi, who gladly plopped back to his seat on the couch when the two boys finally decided to go home and leave you two alone yet again in Jin's apartment.

Nuzzling to his side, you rest your head onto his shoulder with glee as he intertwines his fingers with yours. The gummy smile on his lips is always an endearing sight. "Do you think we should tell them soon?" you then wonder, looking up at him with a slight grimace. "Jimin's very much onto us at this point."

Yoongi hums thoughtfully, brushing your hair back from your forehead. "Do you want them to know?" he asks in a manner that makes your heart giddy like a schoolgirl.

For a moment or two, you think to yourself. "Hm, I don't think I mind anymore," you smile, giving his tummy a little poke as you wiggle your brows at him. "It'd be nice to hold someone's hand more often."

His chuckle paired with a nose scrunch is an infectious bout of joy. "Maybe that someone would like that a lot, too, actu—"

"Noona, I left my—"

The silence in the air is immediate—you and Yoongi frozen on the couch while Jungkook gawks at you two by the door.

A second or two later, the scene finally clicks on the youngest's head and he grins. "You two are a thing!" he cackles, forcing you to rush and pull him into the apartment before he can run outside and tell Jimin what he sees.

"Jungkook!" you shriek, shushing him with your hand over his mouth. "Shut up, and don't tell a soul about this. We haven't made plans for it yet."

Tattooed hands pry your hands off, still grinning with mischief. "What's in it for me?"

You glance back, seeing Yoongi now up from the couch with his arms crossed. "I'll buy you lamb skewers for a month?" you offer to the younger man.

"I'll let you live," Yoongi drawls instead.

"What did Jungkook do again this time?"

One after the other, surprises catch you off guard as you older brother, Seokjin, enters through the door, shedding his coat off as he looks at the three of you, bewildered. Damn, you didn't really want things to be found out this way.

"Nothing," Jungkook coughs, most likely nudged on by your boyfriend.

Still, your brother isn't one to be easily swayed by this, eyes squinting in suspicion. "Is it about the two of you?" He questions with one hand on his hips and the other pointing between you and Yoongi.

"What do you mean?" you feign a smile of innocence, one your brother only laughs at.

Seokjin comes between you and Yoongi, giving you both pats on the back—for trying, you suppose. "Everyone could tell, (Y/N)," he grins, giving Jungkook a knowing look. "You two aren't as slick as you think."

"Oh," you could only say, a part of you irked yet relieved all the same. You choose the brighter side, pulling away from your brother's hold and circling your arms around Yoongi's waist, who shyly holds you back. Finally, no more holding back.

A kiss to your boyfriend's cheek alone is enough to send your brother gasping, utterly offended. "Ya! Just because I'm allowing this doesn't mean you can be scandalous like this!"

#happy 4 years to me writing shit <3 #im so soft rn bye #bts au #bts boyfriend au #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts drabbles #bts writing #bts imagines #bts scenarios #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi imagines #min yoongi fluff #min yoongi drabbles

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betterthanburrow · 1 year

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Capricorn Baby - Instagram AU

(Bengals Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Author! OC)

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Bengals: 🎊 HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎊 Looking forward to all that’s to come in 2022!

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username1: hopefully there will be a super bowl win… the Bengals are so close yet so far from the finish line!

username2: i can’t believe the Bengals’ first football game of 2022 will be against THE CHIEFS?!

joeyb_9: 2022 will be a good year for the Bengals!

↳ yourinstagram: you are definitely right about that Mr. BurrowHead!

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yourinstagram: my biggest accomplishment of 2021 was publishing my first book and becoming a New York Times Best Selling Author… i’m so thankful for everyone who has been apart of this journey and i can’t wait to continue the journey in 2022!

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joeyb_9: i’m so proud of you and i’m happy to say that i’ve been along side your journey since the beginning!

↳ yourinstagram: thank you for being apart of the journey 💗

bookofthemonth: your book ruined me (in a good way)… i can’t wait for the next book that you’ll publish!

emilyhenrywrites: i love you! your book is my favorite book that was released in 2021!

↳ yourinstagram: i love you too! and that is such an amazing compliment coming from you 💗

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Bengals: 🗣️ The first game of 2022 in The Jungle!

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username1: if the Bengals don’t win this game… it’s over for the Bengals in 2022 before the year started.

↳ username2: the Bengals losing the first game of 2022 would be so embarrassing… all the hard work during this past season would be for NOTHING!

↳ username3: the Bengals NEED to become the AFC North Champions… or else someone will need to burn the jungle down.

yourinstagram: it’s been a very long time since i’ve been so anxious for a football game 😵‍💫

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Bengals_Updates: Joe Burrow girlfriend’s IG Story.

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username1: the way Y/FN knew she had to post this instagram story because she knows that if she wasn’t spotted at the game then the media would start creating rumors that her and Joe broke up…

↳ username2: the last time Y/FN didn’t attend one of the Bengals’ games, the media started spreading those rumors even though we know the reason she wasn’t at the football game is because she has a book signing scheduled the same day as the game 😵‍💫

username3: i wonder why she isn’t attending the football game?!

↳ username4: maybe it’s because it’s her birthday is the day after the game and wants to be with her family and friends?!

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Bengals: RULE THE NORTH. RULE THE JUNGLE.

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lahjay10_: 🔥🔥🔥

username1: THE BENGALS ARE THE AFC NORTH CHAMPIONS… WHO WOULD’VE THOUGHT THAT THIS DAY WOULD COME!

username2: the football game was so entertaining to watch… i never realized that the Chiefs could involved in playing an entertaining football game?!

yourinstagram: 2022 really is the year for the Bengals!

joeyb_9: and now… we’re going to the playoffs!

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joeyb_9: king of the north #AFCNORTHCHAMPS

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Bengals: 🔥🔥🔥

yourinstagram: oh damn… you’re so hot, now it’s time for you to get back home to me to celebrate 😚💗

↳ joeyb_9: yes ma’am 😮‍💨

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yourinstagram: Capricorn Baby 🌷✨

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mamaburrow: happy birthday Y/FN… i hope you had an amazing birthday celebrating with Joey 💘

lahjay10_: happy birthday miss capricorn!

bookofthemonth: happy birthday 💞

emilyhenrywrites: happy birthday darling 💖

joeyb_9: happy birthday baby, i’m glad you loved the cake, your present, and the alcohol 💗

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BurrowDaily09: Joe Burrow’s Instagram Stories.

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username1: according to my research on zodiac signs… Sagittarius and Capricorns are not compatible at all. they’re definitely going to break-up soon.

↳ username2: according to MY research… SHUT UP!

username3: do y’all think Joe baked the cake?!

↳ username4: you know damn well that Joe Burrow has little to no baking skills… i think she has tagged the bakery where the cake is from on her page.

↳ username5: the bakery that Y/FN tagged in her post said that Joe was the one who ordered the cake from the bakery and surprised Y/FN with the cake… apparently the bakery is where Y/FN got Joe’s cake for his birthday a few weeks ago.

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Bengals: SEE YOU IN THE PLAYOFFS, CINCINNATI!

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joeyb_9: we’re going to rule the playoffs just like we rule the north and how we rule the jungle 🔥

username1: i still can’t believe the BENGALS are in the PLAYOFFS for the SUPERBOWL?!

username2: i still think that i’m dreaming… i need someone to pinch me hard until i’m awake.

yourinstagram: like Mr. Burrow said… 2022 is going to be the year of the Bengals!

Author’s Note:

if you have a request for an Instagram AU, please send the lnstagram AU request through my Inbox and i’ll try to get the requested Instagram AU published as fast as i can!

thank you all for the love and support! 🤍

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riseofamoonycake · 5 months

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Luna~ Maybe this is a Halloween request... Idk, but hear me out:

SCIENCE CREW X WITCH READER!!!

Platonic, romantic, one-shots, headcanons, drabbles... Anything! I just love this dynamic just like I love Gomez x Morticia.

Scientist x Witch is simply>>> ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🩷🩵🩶♥️❣️💓💕💖💝💞💗💘💟❤️‍🔥

Drink water, eat right, take care of yourself and remember that you are wonderful and much loved <3

And I'm sorry for sending so many asks T v T

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH-

SCIENCE CREW X WITCH READER - HCS

At first time, all the Science Crew doesn't know how to really behave with you: for a long time science and witchcraft have been considered similar and the members of the group do not have good memories for this, so they may keep you slightly at a distance or simply not knowing how to react in your presence. It's up to you and your nature to choose whether to get closer or remain distant, but know that as the Science Crew gets to know you, their prejudices and fears will fall one after the other, or in any case they will change their minds. They are not stupid and have good hearts, and so are you; so there is every possibility to improve interactions and relationships.

Galileo Galilei

Galileo is by nature quite silent and shy, so initially he looks at you almost with suspicion, even if he doesn't harbor anger or annoyance towards you: it's simply his way of doing things, he needs time to let go. However, when grandfather Galileo realizes that you both had to bear the torment of Inquisition or had to fight with its ghost, his ways gradually become softer and he is able to sit next to you right away, and start talking to you about what you have experienced. If you have fears and traumas regarding what the Inquisition has done, he is the right person to vent to. And with which to torment those nice inquisitors.

After that, get ready for lots of nights spent staring at the stars and planets and talking about the universe; if your abilities allow you to recreate a miniature but complete solar system, which can be studied and investigated in every corner, you will literally never get rid of grandpa Galileo. Now that he has eternity ahead of him and can study and experiment as much as he want with galaxies, no one has the right to stop him. GO GALILEO, GO!

Albert Einstein + Isaac Newton

They are the two with their heads in the clouds who take a liking to you quite quickly, also because, even if they don't show it right away, they are very curious to see your powers; so it's no surprise if they start asking you more and more questions and to show off your skills to them. Albert is the most direct and passionate in this matter, while Isaac is calmer and almost hesitant; but just a look at their faces is enough to understand they both can't wait to see this witch at work.

The questions that follow are exhausting, because every little detail is investigated and asked, and I can't even imagine how many times you have to repeat your spells; but it is certainly a quite funny moment, both for their reactions, involved and enthusiastic (or scared? Even if for a little while?), and because they then start talking to each other about what they have seen and end up ignoring you, completely absorbed from their calculations (your spells make them fill pages and pages of notes) and conversations that reach late into the night, if not the next morning. More than once someone from the group finds all three asleep together, obviously leaning against the poor Newton. Thank you for your sacrifice, Isaac.

As with Galileo, it is now difficult for you to keep them away from you.

Marie Curie + Alfred Nobel

No one will be surprised if I say that Alfred is so kind and sweet that he is the first to approach you, followed closely by Marie: the father and mother you never had, you lost too soon or you didn't even think you could want, that's it, you have found them.

Alfred always welcomes you with a smile and a warm word, and Marie is no less affectionate and thoughtful; you are so young, yet you have proven yourself to be so powerful. It's not easy to manage everything, and even if you are strong, knowing that you can count on adults who are able to take care of you and willing to do so is a lot. In this family of scientists who, once the first mistrust has been overcome, welcomes you with all the madness and love you deserve, no one will object if you take Alfred and Marie as role models or safe refuges to go to; you are part of the crew now too, they won't leave you behind.

In terms of interest, then, both are not very far from Einstein and Newton, only more restrained: they observe everything, take notes, push you to give your best, and as far as they can they look for a way to increase your powers. The days in the laboratory experimenting are always fun, slightly more chaotic with Marie than with Alfred, but certainly positive for the heart and mood. Now the question is one: who will spoil who more, you with your powers capable of create everything, or them with all the gifts and little thoughts they will give you?

Thomas Edison

This gentleman is immediately struck by your skills, literally speechless… but he doesn't show it. In fact, he even acts like a know-it-all and a superior man, telling you that it's easy for you to reach certain goals since you have magic on your side! Not like him and the others, who have to try and study and experiment for years and years! The headaches that this man gives you are countless, simply… YES, he gives you a lot of them. Even if deep down he greatly respects you and envies your skills and the confidence with which you govern your powers, and spends his nights writing down observations… and also thoughts about you as a person.

In fact, at a certain point he starts to oppose you for no real reason, just for the sake of teasing you and making you lose your temper: it's his way of showing interest in you, if he were neutral towards you he would ignore you. He can't do it, he has to make you at least a little angry, it gives him too much fun… and let's be honest, if he were completely indifferent to you, you wouldn't be so upset about it; and at this point, to put him in his place and show which of the two has power, you can clearly push him against the wall, grab his curls and kiss him to keep him quiet, because that's what he wants and asks for, or make him scream by showing off some harmless spell against him. GO GO, TAME THAT BRAT, the only thing he can do next is… thank you for doing it.

Nikola Tesla

Well, now that you have a grandparent, two parents, a boyfriend, two supportive uncles… we're missing the friend: and that's why we're bringing Tesla into the picture. He is the quietest of all as soon as he meets you, but also the most unpredictable: and in fact after a second you find him around you, intent on studying your appearance, your aura, your voice, your posture and even the way you breathe. The next moment, more or less, an avalanche of questions pours over you, as well as comments of all sorts: why do you have these powers?, since when?, does this hurt?, and if I do this?, can you do it again? And you can't help but always please him: there is something that makes you smile without limits every time you look at Tesla, an air of complicity and friendliness that pushes you to let go and satisfy his every request, and to work together to him. Especially this: together with him you work like never before, on yourself and your abilities, on the world around you, on your mutual abilities. His extraordinary mind opens up so many possibilities for growth and he is happy to help you achieve the best, to make you become a better, more confident and skilled you. With Tesla you work hard, always and constantly, but you also get countless results, even on a human level; so much so that in the end you could become so linked by a relationship of friendship and solidarity that Tesla could even go so far as to ask you to be your best man when you and Edison get married, even if it then goes into crisis, because at this point who will be the Thomas's best man?

Just enjoy this family. Just love them all.

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Hey lovely!

Could I request a fic that happens when they get attacked by the Claimers and Rick bites the neck of the leader of.

I’m curious about how you will portray readers reaction! Like shocked or scared ( or turned on, I mean nobody can deny that he’s hot full of blood)

Take your time babe!

Thannks💖

Surrender (18+) || Rick Grimes

Thank you so much for motivating me to write this because I think it's one of my favorite fics I've EVER written💗

For me personally, it's a little highlight and I'm proud of how it turned out 💗

It's a good dose of pain, fluff and angst with my well known smut 👀

Have fun sweeties 💗💗💗

Trigger: Mention of rape and my smutty stuff

For the hundredth time, I brush my long hair out of my face and curse the hair band that gave up this morning.

My fidgeting draws the attention of my fiancé to me.

He walks a few steps ahead of me through the woods with Michonne in an attempt to lead us to a place called 'Terminus' and now looks back over his shoulder at me, "Come here, babe."

Michonne and he stop and I walk up to him grumbling, "What is it?"

This whole situation annoys me beyond belief. Just a little while ago we could call a prison home and now that it's all been razed to the ground, all of our friends are either dead or scattered elsewhere and we're traipsing around after some tracks for hours AND I want to shave my head bald right now.

As soon as I'm near him, he grabs my arm and pulls me to him.

Annoyed, I roll my eyes, "Rick, unless you have a razor blade and you're going to cut my hair off, let's just keep walking."

Normally I love it, when he touches me, but right now I don't feel like doing anything at all and just want a roof over my head.

Instead of letting go of me, he turns my back to him, "I think I have a better idea."

Frowning, I look at Michonne, who looks at us like we're the cutest thing in the whole world. I've long gotten used to being looked at like that by our friends and I'm proud of it.

I met Rick at the very beginning when we were still stuck in Atlanta and over time we've gotten closer and closer. At first it was just about sex, but that night at the C.D.C. when Rick was drunk and sleeping with me, the first 'I love you' slipped from his lips and when we both realized how we felt about each other, it didn't stop at that one 'I love you'.

We became a committed couple and to be honest I didn't expect more because I already had everything I could want. But one night when I was on a shift at the guard tower with Rick, he pulled a ring out of his pocket and asked me if I wanted to be his wife.

We both realized that in this world, wearing a ring doesn't mean much anymore, but Rick admitted that he liked the thought of me wearing a ring and others seeing that I was taken. That I belong to him.

How could I have said 'no' to that?

I love him so much I didn't have to think any further and now here I am, impatiently twirling the ring on my finger, "And what would that glorious idea be? I know you love my long hair. I do too, but it's annoying."

Gently, he takes my hair back down my back and says softly, "Wait a minute."

I still look at Michonne questioningly because she's the only one who sees what he's up to, but I can't read anything in her face.

So I sigh softly and wince when I hear something snap, "What are you doing?"

Rick doesn't answer me and instead takes my hair and ties it up with something so it finally stops falling in my face.

I hold still until he says, "Done," his voice dripping with pride.

Surprised, I turn to him and reach behind me at the same time to find out what he used to tie my hair up.

My gaze slides over his body and lingers on the hem of his shirt, which now doesn't look intact.

I reach for it and shake my head in disbelief, "This was your plan?"

He shrugs, "I don't want you to be unhappy and it's just a shirt. I'm sure we'll find some new clothes soon."

In thanks, I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him softly on the lips, "Thank you."

I move my face a little away from him to release my lips from his, but he leans down and follows me to intensify the kiss.

Giggling, I slide my hand between us and press a finger to his mouth to stop him from sliding his tongue between my lips, "We have an audience."

Behind me, I hear Michonne murmur, "At least one who has consideration for me."

Moaning softly, Rick closes his bright eyes and murmurs, so softly that only I can hear, "I'm underfucked, babe. I'm starting to lose it, and your tight jeans aren't really helping."

In fact, it also feels like it's been forever since we last had sex, but so far there just hasn't been an opportunity to change that and I whisper back softly, "Sorry, but I quite like the jeans."

He gives a pained laugh and then says to Michonne as well, "We should get on the road. Maybe we can find a car there."

With the makeshift hair band, I'm in a much better mood and reach for Rick's hand.

It's so natural that he automatically slips his fingers through mine and we make our way hand in hand to the street.

In fact, we don't even have to walk far, and a car appears in the middle of the road.

Unfortunately it doesn't look like it will start, but with the car we would at least have some kind of roof over our heads now that the sun is setting and the trees around us are casting longer shadows.

We build a makeshift camp with a small campfire, which is slowly but steadily burning down and I crawl inside the car.

The old car seats are the most comfortable surface I've been allowed to place my butt on in a long time and I look at Rick and Michonne with half-closed eyes.

The last glow caresses his face immensely and my heart warms all over at the thought that I was so lucky that he chose me.

That in this world where everything is terrible, I was given the luck to meet the love of my life.

Who knows if we would have even met before if everything had gone differently.

Maybe I would still be trapped in my job that I hated and dating the same idiotic men who never respected me, let alone loved me as genuinely as Rick does.

Smiling, I look down at the ring on my finger and daydream when I hear a strange voice.

Alarmed, I look up and my heart slips into my pants.

A guy I've never seen before is holding a gun to my fiancé's head and Michonne is also being targeted by another.

I briefly think about sliding under the seat to figure out a way to get them out of there, but before I can finish the thought, the car door is yanked open and a guy grabs me.

I try to get away from him, but the guy lifts me out of the car, unfazed, and I hear Rick hiss, "Let her go."

The guy's paws dig into my hip and I try to kick at him.

He loses his balance and with me in his arms, he goes down.

As soon as we hit the ground, I try to get away from him, oblivious to the pain.

But he spins me around to face him and pushes me to the ground with all his weight.

Afraid of missing something and making the situation worse, I don't dare look in Rick's direction and I don't dare taking my eyes off the guy above me, which is why I only hear Rick's menacing voice: "It was me. It was me alone. They had nothing to do with it."

I have no idea what Rick is actually talking about, but I'm also way too busy trying to stop the asshole from pushing my legs apart and growling, "Let go of me."

Out of the corner of my eye I see Daryl appear out of nowhere and I don't care where he came from so suddenly, I just want him to talk these guys into letting us go.

I snap along something about "take mine", that's when the asshole leans over me and whispers with hellish breath, "I bet you'll be a really good fuck."

Pure adrenaline pumps through my veins and I try to push him away.

All I can think of is, please don't.

But he just grabs my arms and presses them against the floor above my head.

I barely register two men going at Daryl and realize how hopeless my situation is.

Every now and then Rick would also hold my hands above my head during sex and not even with all his strength.

Still, I could never budge and was forced to stay put.

The guy above me probably weighs twice as much as Rick and there I see no chance of getting away from him.

Again I hear Rick, "Let her go."

Tears unintentionally come to my eyes and I let go.

The more I struggle, the worse it gets and I immediately hear the guy unzip his pants, "You might even like it."

I think about Rick getting shot and me getting raped and then dying too.

The guy moves his hand a little and comes up against the ring, which draws his attention to it and he calls out to the man holding the gun against Rick's head, "The little bitch is wearing an engagement ring."

The asshole with Rick laughs, "Is that your little girl? This just gets better and better. First we kill Daryl, then we kill the bitch next to you, then we share your whore. Only then I'll shoot you. But don't worry, maybe we'll keep the chick. She's hot."

Tears run down my cheeks and I look that first to Rick.

His gaze is firmly fixed on me and I make up my mind that I will not break eye contact, no matter what should happen.

I feel the hard cock of the asshole above me against my thigh and silently form with my lips, "I love you."

Something in Rick's gaze changes and before I can even blink, he throws his head back and hits the guy behind him in the gut.

The shot that goes off passes and suddenly everything happens so fast.

Rick is on his feet, then gets knocked down and then somehow gets back to his feet.

Everyone stares at the two men and the brief hope I had is washed away as the asshole grabs Rick and won't let him go.

I wonder if I'm going to lose my fiancé now and the guy is going to rape me in the pool of Rick's blood.

Suddenly something happens that I didn't see coming.

Something no one saw coming.

Rick bites the guy's throat and rips it out with his teeth.

The guy above me freezes and I'm too perplexed to free myself.

Michonne and Daryl, however, use the moment to kill the others and I stare down at my fiancé, who spits out his throat and turns in my direction, covered in blood.

I can't take my eyes off him as he takes the hunting knife from his victim and fixes the guy above me, "He's mine."

That's the moment the guy wakes up from his stupor and stands up frantically. He takes a step backward, and Rick is already on him, stabbing.

Not just once, no, he stabs again and again, gutting my potential rapist.

Rick lets him fall to the ground and turns directly to me.

I can claim never to have been afraid of him, but the moment his eyes meet mine and I see that insane look, I flinch and it's a reflex as I begin to crawl backwards away from him.

The threatening rape and what I saw, make me back away from him more and more and only then he blinks several times.

Surprised, he drops the knife carelessly and his voice is harsher than it's ever been before, "Babe?"

He takes a step toward me and I slide back even further.

You could call it self-preservation instinct that I'm backing away from a much larger bloodied man who just a few seconds ago looked like he would just kill everything and everyone.

Slowly he drops to his knees and when he is no longer towering over me, my brain slowly picks up on what he is saying softly, "You know I would never hurt you right?"

I stare at his beard, normally streaked with gray and now glowing the deepest red.

No words escape my lips and he reaches out his bloody hand to me, "Babe, please. I would never hurt you. I love you."

Slowly his words get through to me and I push forward a little to reach for his with a shaky hand.

The relief in his eyes is impossible to miss as I let him pull me to my feet and he tries to speak to me as calmly as possible, "You're scared of me."

It's not a question, but a simple statement.

As soon as he realizes I'm standing securely, he immediately lets go of me and again says incredibly gently, "Please don't be afraid of me."

Now that I'm standing, I finally get my breath back and I can think reasonably clearly again.

I see the worry in his gaze and how tense his body is because he has to restrain himself from touching me and giving me the space I need.

I know he would never hurt me and I know he saved me and the others.

It's just the way he did it that I've never seen him do before, and in fact, I didn't think he was capable of such savage violence.

Slowly but steadily, my heart calms and I quietly clear my throat, "I know."

Rick looks like I've lifted a weight of a thousand tons off his shoulders and asks, "Can I give you a hug? I…I just want to hold you."

I don't even care that I'm soaking myself with blood as I fall into his arms, and that's when all the dams break on me and I shuffle against his chest.

My whole body shakes and Rick strokes my back reassuringly, "It's all right. I won't let anything happen to you."

I dig my fingers into his shirt and push myself even closer to him. Shorting, I breathe, "I thought he was going to shoot you. Oh my god. I thought we were all going to die."

Again and again he strokes my head and I hear him talking to Daryl and Michonne.

A short time later, turning to me, he murmurs, "Daryl and Michonne are moving the bodies and looking for something edible. Let me take you to the car."

Gently, he lifts my head and brushes the tears from my cheeks with his thumb, "It's all right."

Slowly I nod and let him lead me to the back seat of the car.

Rick opens the door for me and I quietly slide into the seat. As I look at him, I still can't believe we're all alive and that he really bit that guy's throat out.

It's starting to hit just how much the world can change you and what one person in need can be capable of.

What Rick did for me and the others is incredible and in a very morbid way it turned me on a little bit too.

Seeing him blow his last fuse is extremely scary and irritatingly, extremely hot.

It may be that it's the panic slowly subsiding and giving way to other feelings, but as he takes a step back, I reach for his hand, "Come here."

Because he would do anything for me, he approaches me again and I try to pull him to the back seat and thus to me, but he stops and says, "I need to wash up and you're still in shock, babe" in a soft voice.

Despite his words, I pull him towards me in a more determined way and he loses his balance at least enough to have to brace himself to the left and right of my legs to keep his face from landing on my stomach.

I grab his face with both hands and whisper, "I don't care and I'm fine. I need you now, Rick."

He takes a faltering breath, "I…Babe…You can't really want this right now. Not after that asshole almost…I mean and after what I did…I could understand if I disgusted you and you didn't want to let me touch you anymore."

I stroke his still damp beard, "I want you to touch me though, Rick."

The uncertainty in his eyes almost hurts me and when he says, "I saw how scared you were of me" my heart breaks.

Without thinking, I open my lips to explain, but he shakes his head, "I'm so sorry I scared you and I'm not sure how I'm going to make it up to you by burying you under me in this little car and you'll probably barely be able to move."

I release my hands from his face and reach for the button of my jeans instead and have to smile when he fixes his gaze on it and mumbles hoarsely, "Babe, please. I don't want you to feel constricted."

I lift my hips and pull my pants over my butt, "You won't hurt me or make me do anything. I'm not afraid of not being able to move under you either. I trust you and now I'm asking you to trust me too when I say I love you and want to feel you on top of me."

Unsure, he looks up at me and I reach for his chin, "Please, Rick."

For a brief moment I think he's going to get up, but he does carefully push himself over me.

He was also right that the car is pretty small and once he's completely over me, he can just barely brace himself without hitting the back of his head against the ceiling and his hip stays heavily on top of me.

Skeptically he looks me in the eye and I give in to the impulse I have and brush the curls that frame his face out of his face.

He closes his eyes and murmurs, "Is that okay?"

Gently, I move my hip against his and breathe, "More than okay."

When he looks at me again, his eyes light up and he reaches for my hand to breathe a kiss on my ring, "I love you. I love you so much. When I saw that asshole touch you and you looked at me, I lost it. I stopped thinking and wanted you to be safe."

I release my hand from his and reach for his face again to pull it to me and before I kiss him I whisper, "I know."

Just the first touch of our lips makes Rick groan and he can't hold himself up properly.

With a soft gasp, he lowers his torso further down on me and murmurs against my lips, "If it gets too much for you, I'll stop. I promise"

I know that too and put my head to the side so that he has access to my neck.

His lips glide over my heated skin and with every second I forget what got us into this situation in the first place.

I forget what Rick did and I forget what was almost done to me.

All I can think about are Rick's lips at the base of my breasts and his cock pressing hard against me.

He tries to balance on one arm to get my panties off, but the back seat is too narrow and he loses his balance, causing him to slip away and lie on top of me with his full weight.

Instead of panicking, though, I have to laugh and when Rick sees this, life returns to his eyes, "Sorry, babe."

Chuckling, I push him up by the shoulders, "Let me do it."

While I more or less blindly try to undress us enough for Rick to fuck me, he spreads little kisses all over my skin.

From my nose to my jaw, down to my neck, causing a strange mixture of amusement and arousal in me.

Awkwardly, I slide his pants, including boxers, over his butt and somehow try to arrange my legs so he can push himself inside me.

When his cock presses against my pussy, I moan softly and Rick smothers the sound with a kiss.

This time I don't stop him either as he presses his tongue between my lips and sinks into me at the same time.

Feeling him inside me after all this time is all I need to gasp his name and jerk myself tighter around him.

I'm trying to loosen my muscles and get used to his thickness when Rick hisses, "Holy shit. I can't take this for long."

I manage a quiet, "Sorry" and relax more with each passing second as he just waits motionless inside me.

I adjust myself as best I can under him and feel him twitch inside me before I kiss him gently and whisper, "Okay."

His blue eyes dance over my face as he pulls back and then sinks back into me.

Lovingly, I reach into his hair and pull him down to me so that my lips touch his ear, "You don't have to hold back."

I feel him tremble and press his hips harder against mine so I can feel everything of him.

Every little movement and twitch.

Instead of looking at me again, he buries his face against my neck, and there's something so intimate about the gesture that my abdomen starts to glow.

I feel his heavy breathing and how he is trying to give me what I need and not come himself already before me.

It's unusual to see him struggling for self-control like this, and the fact that he has to struggle like this himself turns me on beyond belief.

I bury my fingers in his curls and moan softly, "Harder. Please."

Just like always, he does what I ask and I hear him gasp muffled, "You are my world. I can't live without you."

I can't believe, his words make me rebel, causing my clit to bump against him and without warning the knot in my abdomen loosens and my pussy pulses around his cock.

He can't stand that either and I hear him almost whimper "Oh God" and he comes jerking inside me and lifts his face to kiss me messily.

When he takes a quick breath, I seize the moment and press a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, making him laugh softly, "I really should get out of this small car."

I playfully nudge him in the side, "I have to admit, this is starting to make me feel like a truck is parked on top of me."

Shaking his head he tries to get out of the car, "Well thank you very much."

He looks at me and the problem with that is he can't see when the car roof stops and he straightens up way too soon.

Before I can warn him his head is already banging against the roof and he hisses, "Shit car" while rubbing the back of his head with his hand.

Sighing, he gets dressed again and I also peel myself back into my clothes, which isn't much easier than undressing in the back seat.

Decently dressed, Rick reaches out his hand and helps me back out of the car, "You okay?"

Smiling, I shake my head, "Stop it already. I'm fine," and take his hands in mine.

The way the blue in his eyes grows warm never gets old and I know I will love him forever no matter what he does.

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