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love-belle · 8 months

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i'd never walk cornelia street again !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's hurt and he's heartbroken and they realise that maybe, sometimes it just doesn't work out.

for when you'll never fall in love again. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

sequel - you're the best in my life and i lost you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!!! im back!!!!! just a quick note, reader is like taylor swift + gracie abrams in this!!!! i hope u like it <3 thank u sm for reading!!!!

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celebri_tea two months after calling it quits with charles leclerc, y/n y/l/n performed her 13th concert in florence and fans are shocked at her performance of cornelia street — a love song that she allegedly wrote for leclerc. clips of her performing the song in a very "angry" and "furious" way have surfaced all over the internet and fans have taken it to themselves to rename it as cornelia street (angry version) or cornelia street (go f*** yourself version).

leclerc and y/l/n called off their engagement barely two months ago and sources close to the pair have come forward with claims that they did not end in good terms.

for more details about the former couple and their relationship, click on the link in our bio.

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yourusername florence!!! u will always hold a special place in my heart <3

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username STOP OH MY GOD

username that cornelia street performance. im afraid i will never recover.

username THE WAY SHE CHANGED THE LYRICS

-> username I'D NEVER WALK CORNELIA STREET AGAIN

-> username no bc HOW did we go from "i hope i never lose u hope it never ends 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️" "i hope i never lose u hope it never ends 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡"

username that performance was sooo powerful i cried

username no bc florence is THEIR city and in overthinking this but like it seems almost poetic that this is where she decided to never walk cornelia street again

lilymhe baby u were phenomenal!!! alex totally cried like full on sobbed

-> yourusername omg did he

-> alex_albon i did NOT

username the grid showing him there made me sob ngl 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

username no bc if i were charles i would be living in fear rn

-> username nah in ready to throw hands with him fr

username she's so ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

username florence means charles and by that caption she means that charles will always hold a special place in her heart ❤️

-> username i aspire to be this level of delulu

-> username nah this is a level of delulu that only a ferrari fan can have fr

carlossainz55 wasn't there with you but u know you were so good up there hermosa 💌🫶🏼 maybe you could fly out to mallorca and give me a private concert instead?

-> yourusername thank u sm carlos that means a lot 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 looking forward to seeing u in mallorca!!!!!!!

-> username not carlos (not so) subtly shooting his shot

-> username ferrari team bout to be soooo in flames soon

-> username the way i know charles is probably seething rn

username not the drivers sliding up 😭😭😭😭 first it was lando by showing up at her concert and now carlos

-> username charles is driving with a vendetta the next race 💀💀💀

username she's so cottagecore like it just makes sense

username MOTHER

username cornelia street (fuck you version) 🔛🔝

username she ate and left no crumbs 🫶🏼

username petty bitch (affectionate)

landonorris the most amazing show ever!!! so glad you liked the necklace 💌

-> yourusername lando!!!! i love it sm thank u <3

-> username y/n collecting the drivers like pokemons 😭😭😭

username someone close charles' eyes before he reads the comments on this post 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

username NO WAY LANDO GOT HER THAT NECKLACE WITH HER BREAKUP ALBUM ON IT IM GONNA CRY

username the next few races are gonna be so entertaining i just feel it in my bones 🔥🔥🔥

lewishamilton what a beautiful performance 💕 loved every second of it

-> yourusername thank u SOOOO much lewis <3 im so happy u enjoyed yourself

-> username LEWIS OH MY GOD

-> username this is sooo life altering

username i miss charles ://

username im a child of divorce 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

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charles_leclerc this city screams your name

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username BOY WHO U TRYNA FOOL WITH THAT CAPTION

username the cornelia street sign everyone pause

username not him thinking he can just sneak in that sign as if we don't psychoanalyse his every post 😭😭😭😭😭

username u can't just post captions like that and not elaborate further like what.

username what is going ON

username nah what is he cooking

username WHAT IS GOING ON

landonorris nice dump 👎

-> landonorris 👍*

-> charles_leclerc of course

-> username no way

-> username the girlsss are fightinggg

username i actually CANNOT wait for race week

username i KNOW charles got beef with like half the grid rn

username the caption the cornelia street sign him being in florence

-> username it's all kinda adding up im not sure

username no bc what i wanna know is WHERE was this energy when homegirl was singing in ur city and ur FAMILY went but u didn't

username let him cook

-> username last time we let him cool he shat in the oven

carlossainz55 😍

-> charles_leclerc i cannot wait to see you on track

-> username threatening undertones detected

-> username charles is gonna throw hands with his teammate 😭😭😭😭😭

username pls reconcile with mom she's singing angry versions of songs 🙏🙏🙏

username im afraid we will get his villain era sooner than we thought bc of his friends sliding up in his ex's dms 💀💀💀

username miss my parents 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

username no bc i genuinely used to think that they were one of those couples who would make it like they were SO in love

-> username fr like i was always like "i want what they have" and the possibility of them breaking up NEVER crossed my mind

-> username the day they broke up i cried like it was my relationship 💔💔💔💔💔

alex_albon this city hates you

-> charles_leclerc did the city tell you that?

-> alex_albon no lily did

-> charles_leclerc can i talk to lily?

-> alex_albon i'm like so sure she's gonna end up bitchslapping you but take your risk

-> charles_leclerc i'm good, thank you!

-> username lily my queen

username not charles fighting for his LIFE in the comments

username im soooo here for this

#f1 x reader #f1 x female reader #f1 imagines #social media au #fake instagram imagines #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc one shot #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc x ex!reader #charles leclerc angst

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silversainz · 1 year

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if ur if requests are still open could i ask for one with singer!yn and she’s secretly dating lewis but another driver (maybeeeee charles or daniel hehe) names her as his celeb crush and is always liking her pics so when they confirm it everyone’s like someone check on charles/daniel 💀

him – LH 44

warnings: a few things, I was busy all day, so I very much rushed this and just kinda threw this together, so sorry for this being kinda all over the place and I also tried the whole ‘twitter thing’ as well and I’m hoping it doesn’t look to sloppy

,,,

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y/n/l/n

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thank you New York for an amazing night, I love you all and will miss you sweet babies 💗😭

📸 y/p/n/l/n ✨

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y/nfan155 I have never cried more than when you played the 30th

vettelkimi y/n opinion on Charles Leclerc and Daniel Riccardo 🎤

> Y/n/l/n they’re cute 🤷‍♀️

DanielRiccardo thank you y/n

ricccarddo3 please not Daniel hiding in her comments

ashlelcerc444 Charles and Daniel both liking her pics…god they’re obsessed with her

lewishamtilon enjoyed your show tonight y/n ☺️

> y/n/l/n glad you did Lewis 🥰

Vettelmick47 LEWIS? what are you doing here

Mickshoemacher please this is so odd

roseysainz he popped out of nowhere

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love New York and it’s people ❤️

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vettelmick47 you’re still in New York?

Hamtilony/n Lewis opinion on y/n 🎤

asleclerc55 you talking about y/n?

Y/n/l/n fun seeing you at the show ☺️❤️

Rayvettel44 I smell something fishy

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viewing y/n/l/n’s story

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lovely weekend in New York ❤️

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Ashleclerc16 IS THAT Y/N?!

vettelmick47 now hold on…..?

mickshoemacher y/n was wearing that dress a few nights ago at one of her shows-

leclercsainzz44 no because by her insta story and now this, I think they’re dating

sainzznorris455 I mean somebody did see them leaving a coffee shop together and holding hands

Sebastiankimi @.charles_leclerc what do you think of this? 🎤

AstonAlonso HELP?!

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home is with you my dear 💕💗

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ashleclerc16 SO ITS TRUE

Sebastiankimi WHAT HOLD ON?

charlessainz16 somebody check on Charles and Daniel…check on them now

LewisHamilton my dearest love 💗

Itsainzz55 @,charles_leclerc @,DanielRiccardo what do y’all think of this 🎤🎤

onlysainz55 wait the caption is lyrics from her latest album….was the song about him THE WHOLE TIME?!

> y/n/l/n 🫢🤔🤫

> itsonlysainz55 y/n what does this mean WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?

notmickschmacher so @,charles_leclerc and @,DanielRiccardo y’all doing okay?

> mickshoemacher don’t think they’re doing okay

#lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton drabble #lewis hamilton fluff #Lewis Hamilton instagram au #lewis hamilton smut #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine #f1 instagram au

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81folklore · 7 months

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lover - MS47

pairings: mick schumacher x wordle!reader (fc: savannah delullo + pintrest)

summary: micks girlfriend always relates everything in her life to the three things she loves most; taylor swift, wordle and her boyfriend

authors note: this is probably one of the most niche things ive ever made but i absolutely love sav and her wordle content and i also love mick so why not put those together?? i dont even know how i thought of this but here it is😭

authors note 2: doesnt have all the pictures i wanted, but i needed this to be one part so i had to shorten it a bit. i ended up mainly using pintrest photos, but that was only because the sav photos i planned to use ended up being in posts i couldnt make due to the 30 picture limit. i actually think this is my favorite smau ive done so i hope you enjoy

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and everytime i look at you, its like the first time

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user11: beach being the wordle today was perfect pinned

yourusername: can confirm i was very happy

mickschumacher: good pictures...must be a pretty cool photographer😂

yourusername: ehh took some practice but he learnt from the best!😉

user82: you guys are so cute

user9: micks looking more and more like his dad everyday :')

user4: im so obessed with your tiktoks

user49: favorite wordle player

yourusername

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you got that long hair, slicked back, white tshirt, and i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

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user55: officially my favorite couple

user20: dont know who i want to be more

user32: so so cute

mickschumacher: 💚💚💚

user2: i love that she always includes that days wordles in her posts

user72: and if she can, she will relate it to a taylor lyric and make that her caption

user60: and she always tries to match the pictures to the word

user46: are those his dads glasses☹️

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youre a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town🎞️

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user8: micks smile AHHHHH

user92: im so obsessed with this post

user902: he looks SO GOOD

user65: i cant bresthe omg

mickschumacher: my favourite photographer

yourusername: my favourite muse

user7: I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

user51: no bcs you just dont understand

yourusername

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✨i can still make the whole place shimmer✨

HOLY WHAT IS MY LIFE??? so much happened within the span of a night and im in shock. first, TAYLOR SWIFT?? next SWIFT WORDLE ANSWER?? ON THE DAY OF MY CONCERT?? then I GOT THE 22 HAT?? EXACTLY 10 YEARS AFTER THE LAST PICTURE TOOK PLACE?? also lets all appreciate how good both taylor and mick look!!!!

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user4: YOU GOT THE HAT? IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU

user6: you deserve the hat so much!!

user67: what was your reaction to the wordle?

yourusername: i actually did it in the stadium while waiting for taylor, i started freaking out i was so happy😭

user13: love your outifts! did you make both of them?

yourusername: i made micks and he made mine☺️

yourfriend2: im glad you both had fun

yourusername: mwah 💋

mickschumacher: thank you for choosing me to go with you

yourusername: why wouldnt i take my favorite person to see my other favorite person??

mickschumacher: love you

yourusername: love you🩵

user5: the IT couple

user85: i love seeing mick getting involved with her interests :(

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we could let our friends crash in the living room

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user56: oh my god oh my god

user52: theyre literally living taylor swift lyrics

user75: i cant cope

user79: THEY HAD A SLEEPOVER?? WITH THEIR GRID FRIENDS??

user20: seb definitly spun the wheel in twister

user59: definitly had a drink with him aswell😭

lewishamilton: thanks for having us💜

yourusername: always welcome with us lewis🩵

mickschumacher: can i go where you go?

yourusername: can we always be this closee?

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and at every table, ill save you a seat, lover...

m, you mean more to me than i will ever be able to put into words. the love i feel for you is something so special it feels wrong to just say 'i love you', it doesnt do it justice. you are my entire being and nothing i say or do will even amount to the way you make me feel

3 years ago, forever felt scary, forever felt terrifying, but how can forever be enough now? how will i ever have enough time with you? how will i ever have enough time to love you?

i would say 'take me out and take me home' but no matter where you take me i will always be home if im with you🏠

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mickschumacher: my favorite person

yourusername: 🫶🫶

mickschumacher: my one and only

yourusername: my lifeline

mickschumacher: forever with you sounds perfect

#f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 smau #f1 social media au #social media au #formula 1 insta au #formula 1 social media au #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher #mick schumacher imagine

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httpknjoon · 7 months

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her majesty | jjk

plot | This is how the rumors began between a princess and a rockstar.

words | 615

genres | fluff, humor/crack, modern royalty!au, celebrity!au

pairing | rockstar!jungkook x princess!reader

note | this one happened months after my last update!! enjoy reading <3

main masterlist | drabble series

Sweet September’s Jungkook Posts His Cover of The Beatles’ Song, Her Majesty

Spoiler alert: It might be dedicated to someone *royal*

Last night, the lead vocalist of Sweet September shared a thirty-second song cover on his Instagram account. The said video only shows Jungkook wearing a white button-up while playing an acoustic guitar in what his fans claim is his kitchen. Within just twelve hours, the video reached almost twenty million views and was posted on various social media sites by his supporters. Some fans claimed that the song was meant for someone *royal*.

In the clip captioned with a crown and yellow heart emojis, Jungkook sang The Beatles’ Her Majesty. The song was a hidden track in the band’s eleventh album, Abbey Road.

Earlier this year, fans noticed the attendance Princess YN of Zafiro made at two of Sweet September’s concerts during their Denim Jungle tour. In the first one, she was seen with her sister, Princess Astrid. For the second one, the crown princess was spotted by a few fans in the band’s performance in New York just a day after the Met Gala. She was said to be seen wearing a particular ID only given to staff and special guests.

Many sources told E! News that there are sightings of the princess and the rockstar together in various places.

“I saw Jungkook approach Princess YN during the Met Gala.” an anonymous Twitter user posted. “He stayed and chatted with her until she left with her assistant.”

Another source stated, “Although Princess YN and Jungkook are both busy with their different lives, they really try to make time for each other. He (Jungkook) liked the princess before he even met her, That’s why he really took the chance when he saw it.”

It’s no secret to Sweet September fans that the lead vocalist has his eyes set on Princess YN. It was revealed years ago when each band member was asked about their ideal type and celebrity crushes.

“Oh, mine is totally not from the entertainment industry.” a nineteen-year-old Jungkook answered.

“Yeah, JK. We all know it’s Princess YN–” Mingyu was then cut off by Jungkook’s forced coughs.

Back to the song cover, Jungkook can be seen smiling as he sang the lyrics. He even smiled wider while singing the last line,

“Someday I'm gonna make her mine, oh yeah. Someday I'm gonna make her mine.”

The rumor between you and Jungkook was still new and growing when the song cover was posted. Various articles were later posted from numerous media sites with the same rumor topic. It’s a piece of surprising news for everyone since it involves a royal princess and a famous rockstar. With this, supporters of Jungkook’s and yours had mixed reactions to the ongoing rumor.

@/DENIMBLUE: so they are really dating?????

@/ynandastridslay: lol this rumor going around abt princess yn is just impossible.

@/jeonswatch: i just know jungkook is kicking his feet giggling twirling his hair when he heard that song before

@/sweeties09: omg so maybe my sister is not lying when she said she served jk and that princess in a mcdonalds drive thru 🤠

Replying to @/sweeties09

- @/carminwoojung: EXCUSE ME WHAT???

– @/gigglysun: abi when did she told u that???!?

— @/sweeties09: it was like after the band’s performance in new york months ago

@/ZafiroPrincessesFan: The King and Queen would never let the Princess date a rockstar. It’s just totally against the tradition. #.FakeNews

@/goldencrown: wth are these rumors??? Jungkook is dating louise right?

@/PopCrave: Netizens spotted Princess YN’s official Instagram account liking Jungkook’s latest Instagram post before unliking it an hour later.

Replying to @/PopCrave

- @/user90249853: someone’s finger slipped lmao

– @/bluemoon04: not her forgetting to switch accounts 😭✊

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THE PRINCESS AND THE ROCKSTAR TAGLIST

@heartjiminie @rbrm094 @rjsmochii @jjkreblog @sugaslittlekookies @saintsugar @alpha-mommy69 @natalia-rmnva @stupendouscookiehumanmug @yoonjinhusbands @lilliankoo @gxtwllsn @snkyuv @canyon-lwt @hiii-priestess @jksgirlhere @bbtsficrecs @jnk-pop @jjeonjjk7 @tokkiggukie @kooliv @oopscoop @hani0407 @taebae19 @yunki-yunki-yunki @hellbornsworld

PERMANENT TAGLIST

@dunixxd @cixrosie @jksjx @embrace-themagic @buttvi @starbtslove @missseoulite @vanntaesworld @kenqki @imajinthis @stopeatread @seolaquotes @greyrain23 @chimchimmarie @petalsofink @jayhope88 @moonchild1 @laylasbunbunny @nikkiordonez12 @misshale21

#bts humor #bts fluff #bts imagines #bts x reader #bts series #bts established relationship au #jungkook fluff #jungkook imagine #jungkook drabble #jungkook x reader #jungkook series #rockstar jungkook #the princess and the rockstar jjk

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twinkodium · 4 months

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𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈 (𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇 / 𝑀𝒸𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓈)

ᥫ᭡ Pairing: Landoscar / Mctwinks

ᥫ᭡ Warning: ‼️ Dirty words, suggestive, sexual activity, anal‼️

ᥫ᭡ Genre: Smut

ᥫ᭡ Word count: 5,4K

ᥫ᭡ Summary: Excitement fills their home, seeing the falling snow outside that makes Lando extremely happy and wakes up his boyfriend. He already has plans for how to spend the day, that don't involve staying in bed.

ᥫ᭡ A/N: No beta-reading this time. I wanted to challenge myself in a way so expect more grammatical errors because I’m NOT a native. Don't mind me posting a Christmas fanfic when it's already long forgotten, I'm shit at time management and sticking to the deadlines 😭

ᥫ᭡ Taglist: @slugesh @formulahuh @laciijane @izzief1rambles @httpiastri @481boxboxbaby @papayaaa04 @landoom @f1extras

ᥫ᭡ Up on AO3 too

‼️+18 content under the cut! Minors, please, do not interact ‼️

“What the hell? Is there an Earthquake?” Oscar is woken up by his bed shaking under his body, highly confused. His disoriented mind needs a few seconds to reboot and it all gets clear what's going on when his vision fixates on the sight of his boyfriend jumping up and down on their bed.

“OSCAAAAH, OSCAAAH! It's snowing!!!” His beaming smile lights up the whole room and while Oscar is not a morning person, a soft smile spreads across his face by Lando’s excitement.

“Wonderful, can I go back to sleep now?” He fake-yawns just to tease the Brit further.

“Don't even think about it!” Stomping his foot dramatically on the bed, he almost loses his balance and falls backward. Quickly circling his arms to gain back his composure, placing his hand over his rapidly beating heart and heaving out a deep breath. Oscar fights back his giggles not wanting to piss him off even more. “Get up Osc, I wanna decorate our Christmas tree.”

“Hm… make me.” He lays on his forearms, the duvet slides lower on his pale skin revealing more of his well-trained pecs. He licks his lips and gazes at Lando, eyebrow cocked in a challenging manner. A cheeky grin appears on the other boy’s face as he launches himself on Oscar. Straddling him over the covers and leaning down to press a sweet and distracting kiss on his lubed-up lips. Before Oscar could touch him and deepen the kiss Lando is already gone. Escaping his embrace at neck-breaking speed, stealing the covers and leaving a shirtless Oscar only in his boxer shivering in bed. What a little shit, he thinks.

“Please put on the Christmas sweater I bought for you and meet me downstairs in 10 minutes.” Lando shouts back from the hallway as he bounces down the stairs to play some music and prepare for the day ahead.

Oscar lets out a sigh as he finally separates himself from the warmth of their bed. Quickly enters the bathroom to brush his teeth and run his fingers through his bed hair to make himself more presentable, even though he’s certain his messy hair is a big turn-on. He checks his reflection in the mirror one last time before clicking off the lights and heading back to the room. He dresses in simple jeans and is about to put on the sweater Lando mentioned but he stops in his tracks when he spots the caption on the front. Choking out a laugh on his way to find Lando with the ugly piece of clothing in his hand. He hears the soft Christmas music coming from the kitchen Lando humming along with the lyrics.

“Lando! I’m not going to—” He loses his train of thought when Lando faces him. His navy jumper has a gigantic candy cane with the text ‘it’s not going to lick itself‘ next to it. Oscar stands there with his mouth open, completely speechless. Lando steps forward and closes his mouth shut with his index finger, seductively grinning up at him as his finger slides along his defined jawline.

“You were saying…” He takes in Oscar’s shirtless form, biting his lower lip at the sight of his creamy skin ready to be touched and marked. He places his open palm over his heart, sliding his fingers over the sensitive surface leaving goosebumps in their wake. Oscar trembles under the sweet touches, a moan escapes deep from his lungs. He swallows the upcoming ones down, wetting his lips yet again.

“I’m not putting on this jumper. It’s ridiculous.” He lifts the jumper to his chest with big balls and the caption ‘If you jingle my balls, I’ll guarantee you a white Christmas’ is sporting on the front.

Lando doubles over with laughter, pressing his warm cheeks to Oscar’s muscular chest as he hooks an arm around his waist, preventing himself from toppling over. Oscar watches his lover having a breakdown, waiting patiently for his chuckles to die down. He places his hand on his lower back to bring his body closer to his.

“Look, I have your balls on my face.” He blurts out, laughing into the fabric between their bodies. The Aussie truly contemplates how the hell did he fall in love with such a child.Lando’s childish behavior and tradition of laughing out loud in serious situations bring joy and happiness to their extremely stressful life. Even when he makes fun of him and bullies him to no return, Oscar swoons over him like a lovesick puppy. Without him joking around, they might crumble under the pressure and demanding focus their job requires. “Okay, sorry. I calmed down now.” He travels his eyes up to Oscar’s, expecting the find annoyance in his chocolate brown obs, but he only gazes back with adoration and love. His heart picks up the pace of his heavy breathing and the thousands of butterflies wake up in his stomach. He’s so in love. “You either stay half naked - that I’d not mind at all - or wear this. No other options available.” He wiggles his eyebrows funnily, knowing oh so well that Oscar can’t say no to him. Especially when he pulls ‘the puppy eyes’ card. Big, sparkly green eyes, pouty lips and he’s a goner.

“Fine.” Lando releases Oscar to step back, crossing his arms over his chest and looking him up and down, clearly enjoying the glimpse of his exposed bare skin.

Oscar plays into his naughty thoughts, flexing his arms when he finally pulls the ugly sweater over his head and smoothes the material down on his wide chest. It stretches over his figure perfectly, if it wasn’t for the stupid pattern and text, he’d even like it.

Lando, on the other hand, can’t hold back his sweet smile, wearing ‘matching’ clothes with his more serious boyfriend truly lights him up on fire.

The change of music interrupts their intense eye contact and they split their sides laughing as the ‘Jiggle Bells’ starts blasting from the speakers in full volume. Once they regain their self-control and get their breathing slowed down to their normal rhythm, they finally make their way towards the living room where the artificial Christmas tree already stands in its naked glory. It’s taller than he remembered. With the star finial on top, it’s going to touch the ceiling.

“When exactly did you wake up?” Oscar begins separating the mismatched Christmas decorations and selecting the ones he wants up on the tree into a neat pile.

“Maybe too early?” A small blush appears on his golden cheeks due to his embarrassment of how excited he is and fully in a festive mood.

The Aussie acknowledges his discomfort with a smile and pulls him closer to kiss his forehead to ease his uneasiness.

They agree to bathe the tree in their favorite colors that represent them perfectly; papaya, some neon green, Australian green, red, and white for the Christmas vibes. It doesn’t take much time to hang the ornaments, however Lando cuts loose with the colorful boas. Either doesn’t realize or most likely doesn't give two hoots that Oscar still stands by the pine when he runs around to throw them on, tying Oscar to the evergreen.

“What was the plan here?” Oscar does his best to rescue himself from the tight embrace, without any luck. “Could you at least help me, please?” He continues writhing to make eye contact with Lando but he jumps around like a little kid in a candy store, getting out of his sight. Probably to hide his shit-eating grin.

“Nah ah, I love seeing your squirm.” Lando lets out a chuckle but eventually steps forward to loosen the clutch of the boas around his body. He crouches under the feathery decoration and immediately backs up Lando to the nearest wall, invading his private space. He places his hand on the wall next to Lando’s body, caging him completely. Eyes fire with lust, their breath mixing as they exhale.

“Let’s see who’s going to toss and turn now.” Oscar bites into his lower lip as checking the Brit out from head to toe.

Lando gulps down nervously, completely aroused by the idea of having his boyfriend’s hands all over him, but they’re snowed under many tasks for the day. “E-easy there tiger! Let’s finish up here and maybe you'll get lucky later.” He obnoxiously winks at Oscar and keeps his eagerness and neediness under control, placing his enormous hands on Oscar’s pecs to have an out.

The younger one decides to tease him a little more, bumping his crotch with Lando’s, earning a low moan from the curly-haired man. Satisfaction brightens his handsome features before stepping back and leaving the flushed man behind. Lando clears his throat quickly and follows Oscar back to the living room table to snatch the last remaining ornament, the star with a picture of them kissing neatly glued to it. He swipes his gaze over the room to find a chair that is tall enough for him to reach the top of the tree without any difficulties. Before he could move, Oscar gets down to one knee in front of him, delighted brown irises leading up, locking with teal sapphire ones. He strikes dumb but rapidly finds his voice to speak up.

“Are you already proposing? Aww, how cute.” His voice comes out raspy thanks to his nervousness and in his usual fashion trying to mask it up with jokes.

“No.” Something breaks in Lando hearing the straight rejection. They’ve never really talked about marriage before, but he knows Oscar is his soulmate. They clicked immediately after their first meeting, he had never felt so loved, so accepted, and safe in anybody else’s proximity. “Not yet.”

Lando gets dizzy by the addition and the softened gaze of his boyfriend. Warmth fills his veins and a newfound smile appears on his cheeks. “Sit in my neck, I’ll lift you to put the star on top.” He itches to obey, immediately throwing his legs over Oscar's wide shoulders, reaching to grab his hand for leverage.

Oscar places his other hand on Lando’s thigh, dainty fingers pressing into his flesh a little harder, making him hiss in pleasure. The older boy stretches out to set the ornament in its place and backs up to admire his handiwork. Unlucky for him, he leans backward a little too much, being in danger of falling off. Without thinking he grabs a handful of Oscar’s hair, yanking on it harshly to become steady again. The Australian lets out a deep growl.

“Jesus, I can feel your excitement on the back of my neck…” He takes a step away from the tree.

“I’m not immune to your obscene sounds and touches… Excuse me for being a weak man.” He drags his hands downwards to touch his sexy thick neck with feather-light touches, amused by the feeling of him swallowing. He shrieks as Oscar’s strong arms push him off his shoulders and drop him between the cushions of the sofa.

“What’s next mister?” The taller man stands in front of him with all of his cuntiness, hands on his small hips, slightly tilted to the side. He could be a funny sight but instead radiates sexuality and confidence. Yet another reason for Lando to get hard in his sweats. He shakes his head swiftly to rearrange his thoughts before opening his mouth.

“DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOOOOWMAAN?” His inner child shows its teeth while screaming the comical lyrics of a children's movie. He jumps up from his lying position to dart straight to the door putting on his boots and winter coat. “CMON, FASTER, FASTER! You’re such a grandpa… so damn slow!” Trailing back to his boyfriend to rush him into his clothes.

“Don’t forget what you've just said when you’re getting railed later.” He bends down to whisper the naughty words into Lando’s ear, making him blush in return. It overflows him with satisfaction even though a soft blush appears on his cheeks too as his jeans get a little tighter at the visual of him burying his dick deep into Lando’s pretty hole.

He’s halfway through to zip up his thick coat when Lando grabs his hand to drag him outside. He might be living in the UK for a while but is still not adjusted to the colder weather and prefers Australia’s warmth over anything.

The snow stopped falling, covering the ground in ankle-high whiteness. Breezing wind swipes over his heated-up cheeks, tinting them the most gorgeous pink Lando has ever seen. He loves making him blush, it looks delicious on his pale complexion. He could spend hours tracing the pinkness, with his big bear hands, with his full lips, marking up his territory.

The Brit scoops up a handful of snow, providing a wonderful sight of his perky little ass to Oscar who fights back the urge to slap it and pushes him into the snow face-down for being slutty. His curly hair is tucked under his beanie yet an unruly curl gets loose and falls over his forehead as he rolls the snowball in all directions, rounding it out and making it bigger.

“Are you done ogling or do I have to do that hard work all by myself?” His sassy remark gets him an eye roll, but eventually, he makes his way over to him, starting the middle part of the snowman. When it's all rounded out, with their combined strengths they lift it to place it over Lando’s.

“Would you fetch some sticks and a couple of stones?” Lando has a light bulb moment and wants to execute it without Oscar’s studying gaze, hence sending him on his way to collect necessities to decorate the masterpiece with.

Oscar stops dead in his tracks and brims with astonishment when he spots the marvelously sculptured creation, the fragment of Lando’s imagination.

“Do I want to know why there is a giant snowcat standing in our garden? Or I better not ask questions?” One of his eyebrows raises a notch while spectating his boyfriend working on the details of the cat.

“I made a statue to honor my lovely and sweet boyfriend. You should be more grateful.” Lando whips around with his hands on his hips, leveling Oscar with disapproval.

“Oh wow, thank you very much, your Majesty. It's surprisingly decent.” He focuses his gaze back on the cat made of snow, checking it out more from all angles and humming in satisfaction. He likes what he sees, but teasing Lando is the higher priority. Hence the emotionless wave of his voice.

“What a compliment.” He pretends he doesn't enjoy Oscar’s sarcasm, but the light twitch of his mouth and soft tone of voice says otherwise.

He extends his hands towards Oscar, impatiently waiting for him to hand him the collected goods which he does. He crosses his arms and stands back, letting the Brits what he envisioned, he was the one who wanted so desperately to come outside anyways. His gaze lingers on him though, literally burning a hole into the side of his face, yet it doesn't divert his attention away from sticking the stick into the snowcat, creating its whiskers.

Out of the blue, Oscar feels the need to disturb his peace, just like he did with his, waking him up from a sweet dream. He bends down to create a little snowball and sneakily throws it towards the unsuspected, concentrated man. Boom, headshot!

His loud, shrill cry could wake the dead, as it echoes back from the high trees around the property. The melted liquid runs under his thick coat, contacting his skin and making him jump around to stop the flow. Soaking through his knitted sweater, there is no way to block the unexpected sensation and shake off the chill it gives him.

“You didn't just do that!” He's already reaching to collect snow in his hands, ready to fight back. His determination heightens as he looks back at his doubled-over boyfriend, laughing uncontrollably over his misery. He uses his permanent distraction to fire the ball through the air, missing the aim completely.

The sudden whooping sound of the rapidly gliding ball just inches away from his face makes him alert, standing up straight to come face to face with the fuming gaze of green orbs, all set to destroy him for the sins he has committed against him.

The Australian looks around to hide behind something from the possible attack coming his way. His thoughtfulness dissipates like wisps of smoke that doesn't go unnoticed by his boyfriend either. Using the opportunity to eliminate the remaining distance between them and galloping toward the nervously distracted man.

Oscar is pressed face-down into the snow, with the smaller boy straddling the back of his thighs and shoveling the white substance under his clothes. Down under the collar, up under the hem, doing everything possible to make him suffer and squirm. “Your reward for being mean to me.”

Oscar chuckles lightly before pushing himself up into a planking position and thrusting one of Lando’s legs to unbalance him. His plan works perfectly, making him fall off his body and lie on the floor facing up the sky. He's too slow, blinking in confusion and Oscar is already on his feet and kicking a thick layer of snow over his spread-out figure.

“You let me torture you, while you're so much stronger and could easily defend against me.” He pouts, wiggling his limbs to get free.

“Yep, correct.” He has no intention of helping him yet, just towering over him and watching the scene unfold. “You had that murderous sparkle in your eyes that you needed to get out of your system as soon as possible. Otherwise, you'll be a pain in the arse for the rest of the day.”

The laying boy sucks in a sharp breath, his lips form a thin line of annoyance because, at the end of the day, the Aussie is right. He's extremely irritating when he has his mood swings, going whiny without any trace when he was jumping for joy seconds before. The brunette boy takes pity on him, sweeping off the whiteness from his body and hugging his slim waist to pull him flush against his muscular chest. Mesmerized by the beauty of his lover, tan skin against the white scenery, emerald eyes digging into his chocolate brown ones. Plump lips are insignificantly purple and chapped due to the freezing weather. They're so close that they breathe in the same air to fill their lungs. He's tempted to lock their lips in a sweet kiss.

“We should go outside before freezing our asses off.” Lacing their ice-cold hands together, he leads Lando toward the entrance, impatient to undress from the soaked-through fabric, avoiding frostbites.

Boots and coats are disposed of at the door, they are not bothered to hang them, just casually throw them on the floor like messy schoolboys coming home after a long day.

Their pants and ugly sweaters get the same treatment, lying forgotten on the hardwood flooring as the boys make their way into the living room, halting only in front of the fireplace. They try to warm up and get the circulation back into their frozen body parts.

Lando’s discomfort doesn't evaporate, quickly realizes the only piece of clothing he wears, is also drenched. He doesn't even think before sliding his boxers down this olive and trained legs, throwing the piece at his stunned boyfriend. At a teasingly slow pace, he strolls to the sofa, swinging his cute little butt side to side. Still trembling due to their previous activity, he reaches for the blanket to wrap it around his frame and cover himself from the hungry eyes of Oscar.

He wets his lips and chokes out a moan watching Lando’s seductive show and obnoxious wink, tempting him. He's going to destroy him for his behavior.

“Come here and warm me up please.” He beckons him with grabby hands, excited to touch his milky white skin.

Oscar takes his time to get closer, playing hard to get on purpose, making him wild. He loves it when He loves him desperate, whining and begging Oscar to get on with it already. Lando’s nails are digging into his palms as he fastens his grip on the blanket, pausing to launch forward and grab him by his waist.

Eventually, Oscar makes it, waiting for Lando’s next move. His mouth falls open when he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down without mercy. Already drooling at the sight of his half-mast dick, eager to brush his fingers over his length but instead just opening the blanket and gesturing to him to take a seat.

As soon as Oscar places his peachy ass on the furniture, Lando climbs in his lap. He positions himself carefully on Oscar’s muscular thighs, leaving enough space for their dicks not to connect, at least for now.

He circles his arms around his deliciously thick neck and buries his face in the croak of it. The inviting pale flash calls out to him, and who is he to deny giving in? He's not God’s strongest soldier, he could never resist kissing down the slope of his neck and marking him up.

His open-mouthed kisses start their descent from his jawline to his collarbone where he flicks his tongue over the area and bites down on the sensitive skin, possibly leaving the imprint of his teeth behind. Oscar’s thighs are clenching at the sensation, a whimpering mess at the mercy of his bratty boyfriend.

Lando can't fight back the smile stretching over his lips. He follows the throbbing veins on the side of his neck with the teasing whirl of his tongue until he reaches his sweet spot right under his earlobe. His luscious mouth hesitates no more to suck a dark purple mark there. His teeth hungrily graze over the two moles on his Adam’s apple, giving them extra attention.

“You know I’m very respectful, but if you don’t stop sucking on my neck, I swear I’ll change the way you walk.” He thrusts his hips upward desperately, their hard erections meeting in the middle, lust clouding their minds.

“That was the plan all along, Osc. Would appreciate it if you let me be in charge for a short amount of time, before manhandling me into next Friday.” Lando loves to be in control, even though he usually lets Oscar make moves and devour him completely. But once in a while, the Brit asks to be the dominant one, not for his own satisfaction but to worship the pale canvas provided to him and show his love and adoration without using words.

Oscar leads his hand up on Lando’s back, grabbing the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss, sealing the deal the sweetest way possible.

Lando slides closer, craving for skin-on-skin contact. Moans break free just to be muffled by their tongue licking into each others’ mouths. Getting drunk on the taste, driven by their needs and sexual frustration.

Their members are enclosed between their stomachs, every twitch of their hips brushing them together, making the friction unbearable.

“I need to be inside you.” Oscar can't take it anymore, wanting to be buried deep, feeling the tight squeeze and grasp around him.

“God, yes please.” Lando is out of his mind, basking in pleasure and sucking into the base of Oscar’s necky. Yet another mark to admire later.

The Australian untangles his hand from Lando’s curls reaching over to grab the lube from the drawer.

“Since when do we have lube there?” Asks the Brit, confused and amused at the same time.

“Since you're a horny bitch and demand to be bent over on every possible furniture and surface in the house and being fucked daily.” Oscar opens the bottle, applying a few drops over his slim fingers and rubbing them together to warm it up. He places the free palm of his hand over his hips, pushing him up a little to have a better access.

“I didn't hear you complaining.” His voice hitches when Oscar circles his finger over the rim of his hole. He isn't even pushed in, but Lando already becomes restless. “Fuck Osc, just give it to me.”

With an evil grin on his face, he does as he was asked, entering him with a sudden push and making him shudder against him. Groans fill the room with every pump, adding another finger alongside, fueling the need for Lando’s pornographic sounds.

He grinds his hips down, riding Oscar’s fingers deliciously. Hands fisting in hair, tugging on soft strands, teeth sinking into the skin of his shoulder silencing his grunts. Oscar curls his fingers inside him, scraping his prostate straight on, making the man on top of him tremble from pleasure.

“Shit… Oscar… I-I, please.” Lando breathes heavily against his neck. He needs him, he craves him. Not done letting go yet. Lifting himself off the skilled fingers, his shaky hand locates the lube next to them. Hastily wraps his other hand around Oscar’s abandoned shaft, squeezing it to the point that makes him see stars and hiss both in pain and pleasure. He runs his thumb over the sensitive head, smudging the pre-cum all over the swollen and pink tip. If he wasn’t on the verge of breaking down, he'd consider giving him head but he's too desperate for release and being filled to make a move.

“If you don't sit on me in the next couple of seconds, I’ll combust.” He drops his head back, revealing his destroyed, thick neck. He has almost as many bites as moles, Lando made sure to decorate it completely, not leaving any part untouched.

Gulping down the temptation to attack him again, Lando busies himself with applying lube on him.

Oscar sucks his lower lip in, fighting back a nasty remark and the urge to throw Lando off him and fuck him sideways.

He watches the lube streaming down his length, before positioning himself over the glossy tip, welcoming and wrapping him in his warmth and tightness.

Oscar finds his hips, helping him emerge. God knows he tries his best to not buckle his hips up and enter him quicker. But he’s as respectful as it gets and would never think of going against Lando’s wishes.

The Aussie bottoms him out perfectly, letting him adjust to his size and drawing hearts over the skin of his hips to distract him from the extreme stretch.. His head is thrown back in a howl of lust, arching his back. He keeps rotating his lower half, edging both of them close to the sweet paradise. Oscar leans towards his throat, nuzzling his nose on his Adam's apple, moving his lips alongside his jaw. He gifts him a matching hickey, tongue flat on the mark, extremely satisfied.

Lando fucks him at a slow but sensual pace, gazing directly into his clouded eyes. Momentarily gets distracted by the sweat gliding down between his pecs, over his abs, pooling right where they connect.

The stalling pace of motion makes Oscar feral, thrusting up to meet his rhythm, pushing himself deeper inside Lando. He gasps out a moan, bending forward to bite into Oscar’s neck, whimpering into his skin while letting his man use his body to chase their releases.

Lando’s face contorts when Oscar tightens his hand, giving him a few strokes up and down his cock. He's so close, nails scratching on Oscar’s skin tearing him open, warning him of what's to come. Every deep thrust of him brings him closer. His throat is dry as a desert, unable to form a sentence, only moans and cries fight their way out.

Oscar slaps one of his hands down his handful ass, lifting him faster and faster and pounding into him harder. Their lips connect in a sloppy, uncontrolled kiss when the familiar tingle appears. Oscar’s strokes speed up a notch, sending Lando over the edge. White ropes of cum spurt out all over their stomach, coating Oscar’s long, slender fingers in the process.

His tight walls constrict around Oscar, following Lando into the blissful release. He cums inside him, giving him rope after rope of his creamy treasure shot, filling him to the brink.

A line of spit still between their lips, foreheads touching and sticky with sweat, but neither of them cares. The comfort of being close together, in each others’ arms overrides every unpleasantness.

“I can’t move. You fucked me up.” Lando backs up a little to look at his boyfriend. Soft gazes go over all of his features; the cute pointy nose, the gorgeous doe eyes, straight eyebrows, Rose tinted cheeks, delicious swollen lips due to hungry kisses, and the moles covering his pale skin. His usually soft hair, messily sitting on the top of his head, a few locks sticking to his clammy forehead. Breathtakingly gorgeous, his and only his.

“You asked for it tho.” Color filters into Lando’s cheeks at the appearance of Oscar’s infamous lopsided grin. “I’m going to clean you up and get us some hot chocolate, okay?”

“That’d be mint, thank you.” Softly wrapping his arms around the small of his waist, shifting their position to lay him down on his back. He slips out of him with a shift move, causing him as little pain as possible, and kissing him on the cheeks.

The sexy, round ass comes into view, tempting him to be slapped with long, raw strikes.. Naughty thoughts invade his mind, already ready for round 2, but he wants his hot chocolate first. He only blows a gentle hit on the flesh to make it jiggle, earning a yelp in response. Oscar narrows his eyes at him but continues his journey to the bathroom to clean up. Soon, he comes back with a lukewarm towel, tenderly scrubbing off the mess Lando created.

The Brit laces their fingers together before the man can escape without placing his lips on his. He signs exasperatedly but leans down for a peck before heading into the kitchen to prepare their seasonal drinks.

Landon starts dozing off when he hears footsteps. Too lazy to get up properly but whips around to look at the naked, Australian God. “I hope you stirred my drink with your dick. It'd taste 100% better that way.”

“I swear you're sick in the mind. Wouldn't want to get a 2nd-degree burn, thank you very much.” He’d pinch the bridge of his nose if he wasn't holding two mugs filled with burning hot liquid.

“I’d be your nurse and cure it with my mouth, don't you worry.” Oscar imagines Lando in a tight white dress that barely covers his ass. Dropped to his knees in front of him, eager to have his mouth wrapped around his length, swallowing it fully. His dick is awakened, standing at half-mast already. “Hmmm… I assume you used your imagination.”

He places the mugs down quickly, spilling some of them on the glass table, and takes his seat miles away from his lover. “I see the dangerous glint in your eyes but I want to drink my hot chocolate in peace.”

Lando pouts but can't do much about it, if Oscar sets his mind on something, he doesn't back off until he succeeds.

The Aussie teasingly licks the side of the mug, cleaning off the whipped cream. He keeps his eyes locked with Lando’s, waiting for him to lose his cool and attack him as he always does. He hums erotically, extremely impressed by Lando’s self-control. Even though he taps his fingers on the table, clearly trying to urge him on, but stays seated and holds back his eagerness.

Oscar finally finishes off the drink and is about to put the empty jug down, when he catches a glance of Lando, rapidly racing into his direction. He wraps his fingers around his wrist and drags him out of the living room and up the stairs.

“You better be ready for round 2, I won't be gentle. Your teasing was over the top and I'm going crazy.” A low chuckle escapes him but accepts his fate with open arms. He knows he's safe with Lando, even though he sometimes gives off mean energy, he's the sweetest boy he has ever known and could never hurt him intentionally.

#f1 #lando norris #mctwinks #my papaya boys 🥹🧡#oscar piastri #f1 fanfic #smut #landoscar #twinklaren #f1 smut #lando norris x oscar piastri #lola writes 🖋️

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Link Click Musical update 130 🎉🌟

(The 100th performance and 2 special encore videos, also I cried from joy and it's not an offtop)

@elaraqwq attended the 100th play, gave away the postcards we made to the audience and SOMEHOW delivered them to the trio actors 😭🧡💙💕 As an absolute legend she is, she sent me the pictures as a proof 🙇‍♂️ So I lost my mind about the loveliness of it all and took a while to chill o7 💝

But enough of that! Lemme tell you abt today's events ✨

Feb 25th, noon performance: Ji Xiaokun, Guo Hongxu, Cai Lu, Guo Zhenyan, Li Zexi

For special encore they did full version of 'You can forget about it' ('Rock, paper, scissors song') but sung is 3 different dialects: from Hebei, Shandong and Shanghai (lowkey foreshadowing).

TW:CXS's dramatic ass once again puts on the noose, so if it makes you uncomfortable, be warned~

If you've been listening to this song over and over again (like me), you should be able to hear the difference in pronounciation. It's as if they changed the lyrics completely ><

Feb 25th, night, the 100th performance: Cai Qi, Wang Minhui, Deng Xianling, Zhang Jiahao, Zhu Jiayan

It's full version of 'As the saying goes' (earthquake arc mom and son quarrel) with Cai Qi in place of Cheng Xiao and Wang Minhui as his mom. Joined by the rest of cast :>

I called the earlier encore foreshadowing bc (like in dongua) the earthquake arc characters speak in Sichuan dialect (the province where the plot takes place). And despite the role swap Wang Minhui used Sichuan as well.

⬆from Zhu Jiayan's weibo

⬆ @/渲染KL不加糖_瑾家 posted this picture on weibo with caption: 'Chicken run'. And I think it's the funniest joke ever ><

Check the replies for both videos 💙🧡 And I hope you'll have just as good time watching it as I did ^0^

#link click #shiguang dailiren #link click musical #lu guang #cheng xiaoshi #qiao ling #ji xiaokun #guo hongxu #cai lu #cai qi #deng xianling #wang minhui #source: weibo #ily lc musical #ily you shiguang nation link clickers #my depression is cured

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1108: Facts and observations

•Day 0

1108 started on the 8th of November of 2015.

Jimin uploaded a video of him and Jungkook to twitter:

On the 26th of January 2016, Jk uploaded a small snippet of a song he was covering.

•Day 100

And on the 15th of February of 2016, Jk uploaded the entire song Nothing Like Us and noted to listen to the lyrics as they were expressing what he wanted to say:

In Korean culture, parents celebrate 100 days after a child is born. This is to indicate that the child made it through the first vulnerable phase in their life. In the same manner, the 100 days are celebrated by Korean couples.

And this is what Jk had to say 100 days after the 8th of November of 2015:

There's nothing like us There's nothing like you and me Together through the storm There's nothing like us There's nothing like you and me together, oh

•Day 366 (1 year)

On 08/11/2016, a year later, Jimin posted another video of them:

•Day 732 (2 years)

On Oct. 28, 2017, Jungkook treated Jimin to a trip to Tokyo. It was because of this trip, that Jungkook released gcfTokyo on Nov. 08, 2017.

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A fan used the images in the video and was able to determine the hotel and room jikook stayed at. It was room number 1108.

The video also used the song There For You by Troye Sivan:

Boy, I'm holdin' onto something Won't let go of you for nothing I'm runnin', runnin' just to keep my hands on you There was a time that I was so blue What I got to do to show you? I'm runnin', runnin' just to keep my hands on you

Day 811

On the 26th of January 2018, in a Japanese fancafe, Jimin gifted Jungkook a drawing of a set of champagne glasses and a bottle. Note the details of the glasses.

•Day 900

On the 25th of April 2018, a day before the 900 day milestone, Jimin had a vlive where it was obvious he wasn't alone in the room. He kept looking to the side, laughing shyly and explained:

After he said this, you can hear someone whisper, "Jimin."

Day 1000

On August 3rd 2018, Jk posted a selfie while they were all filming BV3:

During BV3, jikook were able to look around the city alone, and have a boat date under the moonlight.

Day 1013

As you all may know 10:13 is also known as Jimin ssi, or Jimin time. It only makes sense that this day would be special to jikook too.

On the 16th of August 2018, Jimin tweeted a series of 3 tweets:

Jungkook was the only member that appeared in the photos with Jimin. It is also interesting to note the 2 butterfly temporary tattoos he had on his hand.

This is the same time when they had the photoshoot with the inflatable unicorn:

The next day, Jimin uploaded a tweet with the caption "Love Ya", and one of the photos was him and Jk.

•Day 1141

On the 22nd of December 2018, when fans uploaded their selfies on fancafe, the fans let Jk know that Jimin had uploaded his own:

This prompted Jk to type "JIMINNNN" and he signed off. He later uploaded a song that he stopped at 1:18:

You take my mind away When you touch me that way This place, your face It gets hard to breathe I know you're feeling me now You're all I see Almost like we're dreaming

•Day 1394

On the 1st of September 2019, Jk made 2 tweets. One in which uploaded a snippet of Decalcamonia, which he also ended on 1:18:

•Day 1500

On the 16th of Dec 2019, Jimin posted a good night tweet:

The time he uploaded this was at 1:50.

•Day 2300

On Feb 22, 2022, Jk uploaded a story on insta where he is in a car, listening to So Good by Joan. The story was labeled 23:08 even though he uploaded it at 1:24 am.

You and me Got a lotta tension, not even to mention Ooh, that night, just two weeks ago It was half past ten Thinking about living, suddenly when you walked it You took my breath away

•Day 2315

On March 10, 2022, during the Permission to Dance Concert, Jimin used the 2315 numbers and stated the following:

2315 days had passed since November 8, 2015.

•Day 2545

On the 26th of October 2022, Jk uploaded a photo of himself while he was in Qatar. He uploaded the photo at 11:08 Korea time and, 5:08 Qatar time.

•Day 2643

On the 2nd of February 2023, Jimin answered a question on weverse at exactly 23:08. The question is now deleted.

•Day 2684

During Jungkook hosted a series of lives on White Day, 14th of March 2022. His first live was started at 8:11 pm:

During these lives, Jk changed to various outfits and had an extensive playlist. One of the songs that was included was There For You.

•Day 2855

On the 1st of September 2023, Jk hosted a short live to thank the fans for being present with him during so many birthdays. He ended his live quickly and it lasted 8:56 minutes:

My impressions

Based on Korean customs, celebrating different day milestones is typical in a Korean couple.

While some may think that jikook started dating on the 8th of November 2015, I think that's when they decided to be intimate with each other.

I feel like a jikook kiss had already happened since the last time Jimin asked Jk for a kiss publicly was in September 2015 for Jk's birthday. From there, one can only think that things proceeded quite quickly.

I think that in recent years, we have observed less mentions of 1108 because of BTS' popularity and so many fans expecting something from jikook.

It's possible that jikook has decided to not make these milestones known like they did before, but every now and then, they still reference that number. Who knows when they will do it again.

But who is counting, right?

#jikook #jimin #jungkook #1108 #Spotify

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accio-victuuri · 4 months

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cpn time: yibo’s new songs 🎧

here we are, two songs and a bunch of short video clips later, but this post will be more about the lyrics. if you haven’t listened to the tracks then please enjoy bystander and everything is lovely first before anything else. i’m so thankful that wyb has kept his promise to fans of bringing us a new song every year and also performing it during nye. he may not be the most obvious when it comes to appreciating his fans but this is the best example of his commitment to sharing himself to fans and treating us.

i will start with some minor clues before we get into the lyrics and all that clowning interpretation. 🙇‍♀️

1. The first 3 photos that yibo-official released as soon as it turned 12:00, one of them was color pink, or you can say, very light shade of red. His photos released before had a more solid red like that from a traffic light but this one leans more towards pink.

A very nice choice of color knowing how he relates pink to being the color of love and and all the other symbolism we attached to it.

& when yibo posted it, he placed the pink one in the middle vs yibo-official’s who placed it on the right.

2. Same choice of words between their studios, especially with reference to the gap of time. We are definitely looking closer than a normal fan would when it comes to their studio’s captions, edits, posting time etc and to a normal fan this would just fly over their head. but the amount of coincidence between the two is too much!

3. QQ released parts of the lyrics and this one, the chorus of everything is lovely ( up to the part talking about love of coming home ), the word love was mentioned 23 times. Love Zhan. I mean, we all know this boys loves 2 and 3 😂😂😂

4. The timing of release for their projects this day. Another example of how they don’t overlap with the day or time. XZ’s marie claire was between 10-12 and then WYB stuff of course started coming out at 12:00. this follows their pattern 👀

5. I really like what this bxg discovered, the way everything is lovely was written, if you turn in upside down it may read wyb loves xz. 🤯🤯🤯

for those of us who have been subjected to xz’s artwork and the little things he hides, this should be believable to you. he is known to do these things, even without the cpn intention.

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BYSTANDER

I gotta say, i’m leaning more towards this song, i didn’t expect it! I just love how it sounds and i’m with those who felt nostalgic while listening to it. it seems familiar and brand new at the same time. The melody of the first few lines got me thinking of words ( bee gees ) and the guitar/drums played are excellent too! I hope he sings this with a live band please! 🙏🏼

I often watch, listen and feel like reaching out to touch.

Holding a handful of seawater to see it’s dreamlike color.

this is more of a song ( atleast to me ) that speaks of who WYB is as a person. a bystander/spectator/onlooker. he is someone who observes people and keeps quiet first before engaging. but that doesn’t mean he is indifferent, in this song, he talks about admiring the things around him.

i’m also thinking of a wish to be a bystander. XZ/WYB repeatedly said that the super power they wish to have in invisibility so they just roam around without people noticing them. in a way, it’s wyb’s ( and by extension xz ) wish to be able to do this.

Embrace all the joys and sorrows of life. Listen to the plucked feathers speak, wings aiming for the vast sky.

Watch a fallen leaf repeating until the four seasons bring it back to the branch. I cannot see another galaxy but believe in me in a more distant place.

i see this as basically yibo and zz’s view in life, they are willing to go through the good and bad. their lives may seem ideal because they are celebrities but it’s far from that so they just have to focus on the good.

Don’t ask me what i’m looking for, let life pass through.

it’s him just wanting to be left alone, to allow him to go through his life without people watching his every move. or maybe there isn’t anything he is looking for or aiming for, he is just enjoying and going through his life. This line speaks to me so much! There’s really no need to be constantly trying to achieve things and be exhausted by the end of it. Sometimes, it’s okay to sit back and enjoy the simple things.

EVERYTHING IS LOVELY

I have discussed this song before, especially the chorus that covers a lot of the CPNs. I feel the same way about my interpretation of those lines even after learning the lyrics of the whole song.

My hands, accustomed to patting my head, opening up the memory of the river and pond. There are always a few good friends by the side.

Listening to the cicadas, watching the fishing boats.

WYB who likes to pat his head as an example 😂 so this is really from his POV and a more personal touch to start this song.

Listening to the cicadas and watching the fishing boat? This paints a picture of them during CQL shoot and hanging out.

I’m cackling tho at bxg interpretation of the lines that talk about river & ponds and then him having friends on the side. So who are the friends by that pod? Turtles? LOL. 😂😂😂😂

How to distinguish between people, whether post-00s are young or very mature.

This is so WYB. Reminding us of when he always made a point to say that GG looks so young or that they have no age gap 🥹🥹🥹

Under the mud, lotus roots finally grown. Please, lotus flowers do not look back.

Lotus roots/ Lotus flowers. What a peculiar choice to include in the song. Maybe there is some deeper explanation here that has something to do with culture or what but as a clown, our minds went to CQL.

It’s a part of the story and who can forget that behind the scenes of WYB pulling out those lotus seeds for XZ? 🙃

I tightly hold on to the people i once lost.

I like the way some people have interpreted this line. If what we think is true, that they lost each other at some point after the cql shoot then this line makes sense. They had some time apart after that shoot and XZ went to Japan to clear his head. The people around them also encouraged to take this time away from each other and get out of character. But they still found their way back as XZ/WYB. 🤍

The main thing in this song tho is— everything is lovely because you (xz) are in everything. 😭😭😭😭

-END.

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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berberriescorner · 1 year

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Nobody's Gonna Know

(Part One)

Characters: Yahya Abdul-Mateen II as himself x Black!reader (woc!reader), Michael B. Jordan as himself (appearance), and Kiana Ledé as “Jerrika” (appearance).

Summary: What happens when you realize what you’ve always wanted was right in front of your face the entire time?

Warnings: Profanity, daddy kink (you’re not surprised), smut, mentions of violence, drinking, and did I mention smut already😈?

Word Count: (Part One) 4,100+/9,000+. Sorry, lovelies, I couldn’t stop😆.

A/N: Yes, it’s lengthy, but the idea snowballed into something unexpected. I hope you all enjoy it!

Inspired By:

Lounging lazily on your king-size bed, you laid on your back comfortably in an oversized t-shirt. You silently scrolled through Instagram. Your breath hitched at the feel of fingertips gently stroking your calves. Still staring at the phone screen, a wicked little idea popped into your head. You smirked, tapping the add a new post button. Using your free hand, you positioned it atop the head that rested on your pelvis and between your thighs. Not wanting to give him reason to stir, you gently stroked his head, and he relaxed into your touch. The movement of your hand paused long enough to snap the picture. He was none the wiser as he continued to search for something to watch on HBO Max. Eyes still searching the screen, he turned his head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on the inside of your thigh.

“Soft ass thighs.”

A soft moan fell from your lips. You made sure Yahya’s face wasn’t in the shot. Your digits glided across the keyboard, adding a Nicki Minaj lyric as the caption, “My man full, he just ate💦😘.” You tapped the post button and laid your phone on the nightstand.

Yahya had just licked you to tears. No one knew about the two of you. That you started as best friends turned into a sneaky link. The both of you have secretly been trying to figure out what this was morphing into. Unsure of where things were going, you decided to keep things quiet. You both enjoyed teasing the people in your inner circle on IG (they were all extremely nosey). Thus the reason for posting said pic—that it would sometimes get a rise out of the other person was a bonus.

Yahya received a notification that you had posted. Still lying between your legs, he teased, “What thirst trap are you posting now?” He froze, seeing a picture of his current position. He huffed, “You for real?”

Yahya rolled over, still lying on top of your stomach. His hand rained down on your thigh.

“I thought this was supposed to be on the low? You damn near ripped my head off for telling my bro I was over here in the middle of the night. I guess the rules only apply to me,” Yahya grumbled. His face changed from frustration to a sly grin.

“Boy, calm down. Nobody’s going to know that’s you. That’s what makes it so exciting, you teased. “And why do you have that stupid grin on your face?”

“I just noticed the caption, so I’m your man now?”

“Don’t do too much. They’re just lyrics. Relax, my guy.”

“Yeah, right. When are we going to stop playing this game?”

“What game, Yah'?”

“Stop acting like this isn’t more than just a sneaky link now. I’ve been blowing your back out for over four months.”

“And I greatly appreciate it. Why do we have to get into specifics? We have amazing sex. No need to make it more complicated.”

“Are you dating anyone else? I know you better not be fucking anybody other than me, Y/N.”

“I’d hardly call a few dinner dates that haven’t gone past friends, dating. It’s been nothing but innocent, Yah'.”

His jaw ticked at the revelation of you being in the presence of another man’s company.

“For the record, I don’t make a habit of having more than one sexual partner. That’s your thing, not mine.”

“You refuse to let that shit go, huh? I slept with her one time! We had just started whatever this was at the time. I cut her off once I knew this wasn't a one-and-done situation. Who exactly did you go on a date with, sweetheart?”

The question and term of endearment dripped with jealousy. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for more confrontation. There was no doubt in your mind that the answer would upset him.

“Michael. I know you don’t like him. We just went on two dates. Nothing happened, Yah'.”

He pulled into a seated position on the mattress.

“Out of all these thirsty ass dudes that beg for your attention. He had to be the one you said yes to. How many times have I told you that’s a waste of your time? How do I get you to understand that he just wants to knock you down?”

“Is that not what you’re doing with me?“

“Stop that shit. You know how I feel about you. Your ass doesn't want to hear it because you’re scared. We both know this could be so much more.”

“This is stupid. Why are we arguing? We’re not a couple. This is supposed to be easy and chill.”

“There you go deflecting as usual,” he sighed.

“Do you want me to delete the damn picture, Yahya? It’s the reason this conversation even took place.”

“No, no. Leave it up. You know what? You’re right, love. Lay back down. Let’s just enjoy each other’s company.”

Yahya was the least bit worried about your IG post. It was only for close friends, and he wanted them to wonder. Acting angry was just a means to an end. He had a reason to get his lick back. Now, he had an excuse for what he was planning.

Hearing you went on two dates with Michael sent jealousy coursing through his veins. He made a mental note to keep his enemies closer. Seeing that you were focused on the show, he went to Instagram. Yahya went to Michael’s page and added him to his close friends.

He wanted to see how your friends were reacting to your photo. He pulled up your page and skimmed through the comments. Yahya chuckled at your best friend's comment. In bold letters, she said, “Okay, best friend! I see you! No clue who that is, but get that head in your comfortable bed! Yaaasss👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾. I expect full details and a face reveal when we link tomorrow. I’m tired of all this damn anonymity.” Yahya laughed, knowing that you weren’t giving up any information.

Yahya waited two days before he put his plan in motion. He hit your line, inviting you for a movie night at his place. You were sure the night would end on your back with Yahya between your thighs. Anytime the two of you were alone, your hands always seemed to roam. Every time you two gave into temptation, it would go for rounds. Knowing this, you brought an overnight bag. He knew just how to put you to sleep.

Only twenty minutes into the movie, you were already at the edge of the mattress. Yahya placed you on all fours with your box braids wound tightly around his hand. He tugged at them, pulling you into the most perfect of arches. His free hand crept to the top of his nightstand. You were plunged deep into the throes of passion and hadn’t noticed him pick up his phone. The only light in the room came from the television. Pistoning in and out of your tight walls, he managed to open Instagram. Yahya needed it to be pitch black to pull off his scheme.

“Nobody watching this shit for real, baby. Alexa! Turn off the tv in the master bedroom,” he groaned.

The tv shut off as he pulled out and slammed back into your slick heat.

“Ye-yes. Fuck, baby,” you cried, arching your back deeper.

His face lit up at that. He continued giving slow, deep strokes as he recorded you both in the dark.

Yahya made sure this was for close friends only. With confirmation, he laid the phone on the mattress next to the two of you. He proceeded to put in work, going crazy in your walls. Your sweet, soft, and sensual moans were like music to his ears. You were used to Yahya laying some good pipe, but tonight he was on demon time. This man was trying to tear your walls down and ruin you for any other man.

“Feel me deep in your shit, baby?”

You moaned in response.

He thrust so deep that your hands instantly flew to his abdomen. You tried to push back against his stomach, wanting him to take it easy on you. He growled, binding your wrist with his free hand.

“Move your fuckin’ hands,” he half moaned, half growled. His hand let go of your hair and rained down, smacking and grabbing your left cheek. He slapped the right cheek before burying his digits in your braids again. “I thought you could take all of it, baby? That’s what you begged for. Right, love? Hmm? This ain’t what you wanted?”

You whimpered.

A faint “Please, Daddy” escaped your lips.

“What is it, baby? Use your words.”

“I can-ah!”

“Yes, you can, baby. You gon’ be my good girl, and take it,” he whispered, trailing kisses down your back, fully sheathing himself inside you. His length tapped that spot deep within you.

“Y-yes, baby, I’ll take it, g-give me that di-Yes, Yah'!”

Yahya tapped at your spot repetitively, sending you spiraling. You buried your face in the mattress, clawing at the bedding. Your release approached, barreling toward you like a freight train as you attempted to muffle your screams in the sheets.

“Good. Fucking. Girl. Each word was highlighted with another thrust. “Yeah, come just like that, mama.”

Satisfied with himself, Yahya ended the video and posted it to his stories. He hoped none of your closest friends would recognize your voice. There was only one person he needed to figure it out, Michael. Yahya knew you were going to throw a fit, but so long as nobody could see you. He felt he could get you to be cool with it. Leaning against you, he licked, nibbled, and kissed your shoulder. He was still plunged deep inside you and solid as a rock. Yahya’s lips trailed over to your ear. Releasing a deep groan, he rasped, “Hope you got one more in you, love. Daddy needs to come too. He pulled out until it was just the tip. About to respond, he plunged deep inside, forcing you to gasp. Yahya pulled two more orgasms from your body before spilling inside you.

He made quick work of getting a warm cloth to clean you up. You moaned at the sweet actions of his aftercare. Yahya smirked at how easily it was to turn you on. He swaggered into the bathroom and finished cleaning himself up.

Collapsing into bed, he pulled you closer and pressed his lips against yours. Rolling onto your side, you pushed back against him, making yourself the little spoon. Yahya’s hand crept from your thigh and up the side of your body. His large palm found its destination as it gently cupped your breast. His lips left light kisses on your shoulder and neck.

“You’re always trying to cop a feel,” you sassed, sucking your teeth.

“You know this is my emotional support Titty.”

“Shut up, Yah',” you giggled.

Yahya bit his lip and smirked as he tweaked your nipple.

“Uhn-uh! If you’re going to be on my body like this, your ass needs to behave and sit still. I’m exhausted thanks to your big dick bandit ass,” you teased.

“You know you like that shit,” he responded, tugging at your nipple again.

He pressed his semi-hard erection against you. The action caused your breath to hitch.

“Tell me you don’t want me again, and I’ll let you sleep,” he whispered, nibbling your earlobe.

About to reply sarcastically, you lost your train of thought as he dipped his hand between your thighs.

“You were saying something, love?”

“Fuck, you don’t play fair,” you panted.

“Come here, mama. Want you to ride me.”

Sliding down his length, it became clear you wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon.

“Yah', baby,” you whined.

“I know, baby. I know. I’m going to make you feel good. Ride me, mama,” he urged, guiding your hips.

Though he had fallen asleep satiated and peacefully, his morning was the opposite. Yahya jolted out of his sleep as he struggled to breathe. You had covered his face with a pillow while chastising him.

“I just know your big-headed ass didn’t record us fucking and post it to close friends! Please tell me my eyes are deceiving me.”

Yahya's hand tugged at the pillow over his face. He snatched the pillow, throwing it across the room. He overpowered you, flipping you onto your back as he smirked.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want your side hoes to find out about me?”

“The only side hoe I have is you.”

“Naw, sweetheart. I’m your main dude. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.”

“Whatever! You better hope nobody recognizes my voice, freaky ass,” you kissed your teeth.

“Oh, I hope they do,” he smiled. “You’re not even mad, for real. I know that shit lowkey turns you on. Listen to those pretty little moans, mama.”

You did your best to bite back a smile but lost. Yahya licked his lips, giving you a million-dollar smile.

“I know I sound good. You ain’t gotta sweat me or nothin’.”

“I should’ve left the lights on while I recorded that shit. Give them something to really talk about.”

“You want to tell people we fuck so bad,” you teased.

“It’s going to come out sooner or later. I’ma make you mine, shortie. You can continue to run from it but in the end. You’re going to be mine.”

Wanting to avoid such a touchy topic, you switched the subject.

“Boy, shut up and feed me. I’m hungry. What’s for breakfast, best friend?”

Yahya smiled devilishly, “This dick.”

“Nasty ass. I want food, Yah',” you whined.

“That’s a whole ass meal, fuck you mean?”

Eyes rolling and smacking your teeth, he laughed.

“I forgot how cranky you can be in the mornings. Let’s get the baby’s tummy full. What do you want to eat, baby girl,” he responded in his best baby voice.

“Can you make french toast and bacon? You make it better than I do,” you asked in a cute tone.

“You know I can’t say no to that voice and face. Come on, spoiled brat,” he teased as he slapped your thigh.

Yahya scooped you from the bed, dangling your body over his shoulder. His hand grabbed a handful of your behind, giving it a loud smack.

“Ouch, Yah'! That hurt,” you whined.

“I didn’t mean to smack it that hard. My bad,” he smirked, rubbing the pain away.

“Lying ass.”

Carting you off to the kitchen, he got you fed and full. Neither of you had anything planned. The two of you spent the remainder of your Sunday binging television and ordering takeout.

When the time came for you to head out, Yahya felt his chest tighten. He was sad to see you leave. If only you two could figure out where to go from here. He’d have you sleeping in his bed every night. Little did you know, your best friend’s feelings for you had existed as long as the friendship had. He just never knew how to tell you. The chemistry and attraction lingered between the two of you. That is, until one drunken night, he did something about it. He fell back on his couch, missing you already, as his mind drifted back to that night.

You were spiraling down a black hole of heartbreak. Yahya came running to offer support and a listening ear to vent to.

His fist balled up, jaw flexing as his memory replayed the image of you opening the door.

Your eyes were bloodshot and glassy as you did your best to keep from crying again. Yahya’s heart sank seeing how distraught you were. He stepped closer to you, and in a low baritone, he said, “Hey, mama.” The sympathy in his soothing voice sent a fresh trail of tears rolling down your cheeks. He sighed as his arms snaked around your waist, pulling you as close as possible. Yahya’s chin rested on your head as you curled into his chest, body trembling as the tears flowed. “You’re going to be straight, mama. I promise I got you,” he soothed, rubbing his hands up and down your back. He gave you a minute or two to let it all out. Releasing you, he bent back, using the pads of his thumbs to wipe your tears. Yahya leaned forward, sweeping you up bridal style. “Let’s get you comfy on the couch. I’ll fix us some drinks and snacks. Then you can tell me everything, alright?” Giving him a faint nod, Yahya kicked the door closed. He made quick work of getting you situated on the couch. Yahya wrapped you in your comfort blanket. Gently kissing your forehead, he whispered, “Be right back, love.”

He called from the kitchen, “Are you in the mood for something light or heavy?”

“This calls for the hard shit. Bring the tequila. I don’t even need a damn chaser. Give me something that will make me forget the last twenty-four hours.”

Yahya strode back into the living room, alcohol in hand.

“What are you about to tell me, love?”

“Maybe you should take a couple of shots first.”

Yahya set the shot glasses and bottle on the coffee table. His hand ran down his face as he took a deep breath, “Am I going to have to beat his ass?”

You sat up straight, dropping the blanket around your waist. Pouring two shots, you answered, “Just promise me you won’t lose your temper.”

“No.”

“Yah', please,” you begged, voice trembling.

“The desperation in your voice tells me that I’m going to regret this, but fine, I promise not to lose my temper. What happened?”

“Drink first.”

Shots were thrown back, and you grimaced, pouring out two more. After the second, you started to pour another round, but Yahya’s hand gently grasped your wrist, “No-.”

A small whimper fell from your lips as his eyes grew. Yahya’s eyes darted from your weary ones down to your wrist. His hands were like lightning as he slid your sleeve up a bit.

“No, fuck that, mama! Is this a bruise?”

“You promised, Yah'.”

“Promises are meant to be broken. Where the fuck is his punk ass at?”

He sprang from the couch, searching his pockets for his keys.

“Where’s he at?”

“No, please, Yahya. You promised! I handled it.”

“Why are you protecting his bitch ass? Has he been putting his hands on you this whole time?”

“I’m not protecting him. I know he’ll press charges against you. It’s not worth it. This is the only time it’s happened, honestly!”

“Don’t lie for him. Tell. Me. Where. He. Is.”

“I’m not lying, Yah'. This is the first time. I handled it, I swear. You should see the side of his face. I smacked the shit out of him.”

“Did he hit you anywhere else,” he asked, checking your face and body for more bruises.

“No, I’m telling you the truth. We were arguing about him getting caught up in his lies and cheating. I told him I was done and that he needed to get the hell out of my house. This dude had the nerve to snatch my wrist, demanding I hear him out. I told him he was hurting me. His response was he didn’t give a fuck. That pissed me off, so I slapped him. He charged at me, and I kicked him in the nuts. How do you cheat on me with a bitch I called a friend and have the nerve to be mad that I no longer wish to be with you? The audacity!”

“I pray he tries to show up while I’m here.”

“He won’t. It’s over, and he understands that now.”

Yahya looked at you, not quite believing it.

“I told his ass if he tried contacting or coming near me again that you’d beat his ass. That or he was going to have a chat with Nina.”

“Thought you didn’t want me to put hands on him. You swear your ass is tough with that baby Glock. Who the fuck puts hot pink on the butt of their gun,” he retorted.

“I don’t want you to, smart-ass, but he knows you would. It was only said to get my point across that I was done with him. Not too much on my baby, Nina.”

Yahya sighed, frustrated that he’d have to keep his promise. He reclaimed his spot on the couch, crossing his arms irritated. You kissed your teeth, “I know you're not mad at me for keeping you out of trouble?”

“It’s whatever. He needs his ass beat, though,” he sulked.

“Just leave it alone, Yah'.”

“I heard you the first time.”

The room grew quiet. It stayed that way for a little while. That was until he heard you sniffling.

“I’m not mad at you, love. I just really want to rock his shit.”

“I know you’re not mad at me. It’s just.”

“What is it, mama?”

“Am I not good enough? Dudes do me dirty, and people I call friends turn out to be grimy. You’re the only person who has always been down for me. I’m so thankful for your years of loyalty and friendship,” you rambled, tears sliding down your face.

Yahya pushed his anger aside, taking a deep breath. His hands reached for your arm, pulling you into him. His palm cradled your head, guiding you to lie against his chest. He kissed your temple, speaking words of encouragement.

“That’s just god's way of making room for the real ones to come into your life, mama. You’re going to be alright, love. You’ll shake back from this. You’re strong, girl. The right man is out there. He’ll love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

As he held you, speaking enlightenment into you. Something shifted inside you. Not quite sure what the feeling was, you shook it off.

“More tequila,” you offered.

The pair of you went shot for shot. It only took a short time for you both to get drunk off your asses. In a drunken stupor, you both laughed as you recounted the numerous times you had to fake a climax with your ex. Yahya was in tears, holding his stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

“This man had to be talked through eating the box. Every. Single. Time. At what point do you finally get the gist of eating pussy? I can’t believe I stayed as long as I did.”

“Why did you stay?”

“The dick was big.”

A hand flew to your mouth, covering your lips, shocked at what you had just revealed.

“Sorry. That was probably too much information. I need to stop drinking,” you slurred, no longer able to look him in the eyes.

Yahya cupped your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Not too much. That’s some pretty useful information,” he rasped.

Your breath hitched as you looked into his chocolate orbs.

“I don’t follow.”

“That’s what you like, mama?”

Yahya’s hand trailed to your neck. His fingers circled your throat, giving a light squeeze. You knew you should pull away, but your mind and body said two different things.

“Yahya,” you whispered.

“Answer me, mama. That’s what you like?”

You moaned, nodding your head yes. Yahya licked his lips at your response.

“I want to hear you say it, love. Tell me what you like. I want to make sure you understand what I’m trying to say,” he groaned.

The liquor urged you to take it further. You leaned closer, his hand still squeezing your throat. Lips only inches apart, Yahya watched in awe as you answered, breath tickling his lips.

“I love a big, long, thick di-.”

Before you could finish the sentence, Yahya groaned and devoured your lips. Not giving it a second thought, he slid you on top of his lap as your tongues battled for dominance. Hand still placed around your neck, you ground against his lap, loving the groan he released.

“I can see why that was useful information now,” you purred.

It was evident, even inside his jeans, you could feel that he was massively large. You pulled back, slipping your shirt off, dropping it to the floor. His eyes sparkled at the sight of your breast as he cupped them, kissing and suckling your neck.

“Are you sure this is what you want, mama?”

“Yes, I want you, Yah'. Fuck the pain away, please.”

Kissing your lips again, he held you close as he raised from the sofa. Arms wrapped around his neck. You tasted each other's lips as Yahya carried you to the bedroom. The following morning wasn’t even awkward. That’s probably because you woke up with Yahya’s head between your thighs. A serious discussion occurred over breakfast. Though you both decided it probably shouldn’t happen again, time would reveal that it was too late to turn back.

I know I left it on yet another cliffhanger, but that's my specialty😆. I got my lovelies, though. The fic is complete, so slide on over to part two. Before you go, leave a comment and tap the love button. Reblogs are greatly appreciated🫶🏾!

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Divider Credit: @firefly-graphics.

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@alertyoulikeitsamber , @astoldbychae , @miyuhpapayuh

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JM choosing a song about a phone call?

Coincidence are you saying?

Yeah, I'm not sure about that.

I guess it's JM's time to jikook code. Now that JK is busy with his promotions.

And now, this is an interesting one:

JM's caption to his #ThisisJimin dance.

Papago translation to JM's caption:

While IG translation to his caption is:

😱

IG is definitely a jikooker, cause wtf?

🤣

Also, if those two can call each other 'bro',

why can't they call each other 'girl'?

Is this a reach?

Actually, I don't think it is.

See, when I was first told that it's a common way for queer men to address each other I was "ok", shrug, "but is it relevant in this case" (she thought to herself).

And then, after JM's little dancy dance, I went looking.

And as much as i detest Reddit, it is a place where some interesting conversations are had (love Smosh's "am I the asshole?" and reactions to Reddit).

This is actually a thing.

Like it really is, lol.

But anyway, with or without it, "girl" meaning whatever it may, this is for all those heteronormative assholes looking to stick the fuckboy heterosexual man image to JK (who is literally only singing lyrics to a song he didn't even write):

youtube

Ah, and have you seen this?

Yep. Definitely fuckboy talking.

The only thing this man is tapping is this.

Oh, and I already mentioned JM's outfit happening to be oh so very similar to JK's in his dance practice, haven't I? A dance practice that happened to be released on the same day a couple of hours before JM posted this dance clip.

So yeah, there you have it.

JM called, JK answered.

Or was it the other way round?

#Jikook #Kookmin #Minkook #Jungkook #JK #Jimin #JM

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tillthelandslide · 8 months

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Insufferable Arsehole Part 12 : (When In Rome) : I'm Just Fine 'Cause I Know That You Are Mine Insta AU (pt.1)

a/n: hiiiiii everyone, this is a little sneak peak into the next chapter of IA I guess (i'll probably post it tonight <3) hope you enjoy.

Taglist: @scooby-doodoo @thereisaplaceintheheart @theoriginalwhatsername @eaglestar31 @thefrontofmymind @fallingforel @partoftheairforce @procrastinatinglikeapro @poisonmedaddy13 @xthe1975 @all-things-fic @jstbeeingme @rossgirly @juliardk @you-muppet @moodyyyychickx (add yourself using the link in my bio 😊)

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thisislou:

thisislou alexa play 'oh daddy' by fleetwood mac

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trumanblack you're insatiable

↳ thisislou you love me

↳ trumanblack i do

mynameismia ew gross...

↳ thisislou just block me at this point

charli_xcx i swear to god, this rat better count himself lucky

↳ trumanblack i do, trust me

trumanblack:

trumanblack Amore mio @thisislou

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thislou I love you so much Mr Healy

jamieoborne poor bloke had to silence his comments

↳ trumanblack too many comments saying she's too good for me... as if I dont already know

↳ thisislou ignore them my love, you're perfect for me

rass1975 come back, starting to miss you both over here

bedforddanes only one worthy of her is you mate

1975adam <3

healytymd you think you're cool for writing the caption in Italian... have to agree with the haters that say she's too good for you bro :P

↳ trumanblack 🖕🏼

thisislou:

thisislou the only one worthy of my love is you, you have redefined love itself and exceeded every fantasy i ever had of true love. You are my person, always. They don't know the Matty I know, the Matty the boys know. The Matty that loves his friends so deeply, the Matty that worries about his fans and whether they got home safely after a gig, the Matty that wishes he could call his mum more or visit her and hug her more. The Matty that hugs his brother too tight every time he sees him so he doesn't forget how it feels. The Matty that loves me, so fiercely every. dam. day. That's my Matty, the one who deserves my love @trumanblack

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rass1975 our matty

bedforddanes we love you mate

healytymd love you bro

densie_welch thats my boy

1975adam couldn't have said it better

trumanblack you're the best of me, my love

trumanblack:

trumanblack my beautiful girl

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thisislou missed opportunity for the caption: you share my shirt, looks so good

↳ trumanblack not using my own lyrics as a caption love

↳ thisislou booooo bad boyfriend

↳ trumanblack you're annoying but I love you

the1975updates GUYS SHES WEARING A RING ON HER RING FINGER OF HER LEFT HAND. THIS IS NOT A DREAL

↳ trumanblack it's flipped, I promise you we didn't get engaged or married (much to my disappointment trust me)

charli_xcx you lucky lucky man

thisislou via her stories:

caption: my love @trumanblack

thisislou:

thisislou Italy has been one of the best experiences of my life. This moment right here was a beautiful one, Matty and I saw an old couple on the beach with this really old camera (he went on about how cool it was and how it was rare... I didn't care but he rambled and it was cute). The couple came over to us and (despite the language barrier) explained how they took some photos of us and how they wanted to gift them to us... We gave the address of the place we were staying at and two days later the photos arrived. This is our favourite. I'll never be able to truly thank the couple for this moment, it was beautiful. They said our love is L'amor che move il sol e l'altre stelle: The love that moves the sun and the other stars. I loved that. To my Matty, I love you more than words can ever describe, thank you for the best holiday ❤️

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trumanblack I love this so much

trumanblack I love you

mynameismia the best couple

bedforddanes this is cute... cant wait to see you both

#the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy x oc #matty healy fan fic #matty healy fluff #matty healy instagram au #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy fanfic #insufferable arsehole matty healy series

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cricketnationrise · 16 days

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time: 1.31am (the time my dog woke me up today by jumping in my bed😅), location: Kensington palace , character: David and Alex please 🙏🏾 🐶, song lyric for vibes, discard if you don't like: "feels so good to be alive" 🌅 (from Beyonce's Be Alive Oscar performance 🎾💚🌻)

my ao3 is this same name but with underscores (the_marathon_continues )

no pressure if you can't get to this I'm sure you're inundated with requests!

*mushu voice* I LIVE hello i am in a two week lull of normal work hours so i have both time and brain space after a freaking month to write more and your prompt was the next at bat! i hadn't seen the oscars performance so that was cool to look up and see. i hope you love this little moment with my favorite boy. and alex.

read the rest of the ficlets here

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

1:31am, kensington

Henry’s stuck at some royal event, one that Alex wasn’t invited to attend, and Alex is fucking bored. He can’t sit still enough to watch something, there’s no chores to do since he’s stuck in Kensington waiting for Henry to come back, and he doesn’t have any schoolwork for once. And yes, it’s after one in the morning, but he certainly isn’t sleeping. It’s only when David pads into the monstrosity that is Henry’s gilded bedroom, that Alex’s brain lights up with glee.

A quick rummage through Henry’s closet (oh, the irony) and a text conference with Bea, Nora, and June, and Alex has a plan. David’s a good sport through all of the outfits Alex puts him in, placidly allowing the infringement upon his dignity and obligingly staying still for the camera.

He starts with a black bow tie collar Henry had lying around and fashions two shirt cuffs out of an old white shirt of Henry’s to go around David’s front legs. A strategically placed pistol emoji on the most debonair picture of David and the tribute to Arthur as James Bond is sent off to the group chat. That one’s just for the family's eyes.

Alex finds giant sparkly sunglasses shaped like flowers (left behind by Pez, surely) and slaps a super bright filter on top. He posts it to Instagram with the caption Elton Paws. He spends way too long making a black vest, white shirt, and black belt for David, wanting to get as close to the iconic look as possible. David’s unimpressed face looks out from the photo with the caption I’ve got a bad feeling about this. A cardigan from one of Bea’s old dolls and David’s own booties for cold days sitting next to him complete the Mr. Rogers costume. Please won’t you be my neighbor? With a fit of giggles, he removes the booties from the shot, adds the tiny crown Henry pretends he didn’t buy for his dog and takes another photo. He adds a photo of Henry in a similar cardigan as the second photo. The third photo on the post is just the meme from The Office where Pam says ‘they’re the same picture.’” Alex spends another ten minutes color washing a normal picture of David with bright purple, solely so he can make a Courage the Cowardly Dog joke.

He doesn’t bother checking any of the comments, fuck if people think he’s being ridiculous. Alex built this life; he’s found his person (and his dog). He managed to create something beautiful for himself all on his own, despite being thrust into the public eye. He and Henry came out the other side of the leak with their relationship and futures intact and shining brighter than ever. They’ve spent long enough putting on their best faces in public—it’s about time people remembered that he’s twenty-fucking-three. If he can’t dress his dog up in ridiculous costumes and post them on the internet like everyone else on the fucking planet, then what is the world coming to?

And alex is so fucking proud of his life, both separate and intertwined with Henry’s. They can weather any storm and forget anyone who says their relationship isn’t what love looks like. Someday, they won’t have to split their lives over two continents. Someday, it’ll be a given, an if/then statement: If Henry, then Alex. They’ve been fighting for something resembling normalcy since way before the emails leaked. They’ve dealt with depression and being outed, with a long-awaited ADHD diagnosis and the pressures of their families and countries. They’ve hustled and worked and bent over backwards for the public for years. If the general population has a problem with them occasionally being ridiculous about their pet? Fuck ‘em.

It feels amazing to be goofy, to act like the young adult he is, to not run every single tidbit by a publicist or handler, to do something dumb with his dog because he misses his boyfriend. So Alex will keep on dressing David up in whatever strikes his fancy and posting the results. If nothing else, Henry will love the results.

an instagram post:

[pic of david in a ridiculous costume, alex beaming with tongue out and peace signs while he holds david up for a selfie] when dad is away, we will play.

#cricket writes #the-marathon-continues-nip #ficlet fest 500 #yes i'm still writing these #work was just terrible for a while #but i'm back baybee #rwrb #pov alex claremont diaz #ridiculous dog costumes

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shady-lemur · 11 months

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Stargirl ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Thank you guys for the support on the last part!! Hopefully I can figure out a schedule of posting soon lmao, happy pride month!!

Ellie x reader

Part 1, Part 2!!, part 3

Also tell me why it took literally over 10 minutes for me to figure out the link thing omfg why am I old

After the encounter with your ex, Ellie, you try your best to avoid anything to do with her. But with your luck...

You hum along to the song playing through your speaker as you scroll instagram. You've basically put yourself in house arrest other than going to work ever since seeing Ellie. You couldn't trust yourself not to get into a situation where you needed saving again.

Your breath hitches when you see Dina's post. It's her and Ellie sitting on Ellie's couch with cards against humanity spread out on her coffee table. JJ, Dina's son, is sleeping in Ellie's arm. You study the way Ellie's eyes squint as she smiles at the camera. The caption says, "mommy material"

"Fucking mommy material? She isn't even girlfriend material." (I love salty y/n) you grumble and like the picture before turning your phone off. Maybe it's time to finally go out again.. You didn't have work tomorrow..

About a half an hour later, your looking at your ass in the mirror. Making sure that your black dress covers enough but not too much, maybe you'll even meet someone tonight. You've decided on going to a new bar tonight, their website says they have musicians that come in on Fridays so it'll be a chill place to relax.

You pick up your bag and lace your new converse before leaving your apartment.

Your sitting on one of the leather couches that face the stage drinking a (drink of choice) when you hear a familiar voice saying hi to the bartender. You turn you head around and see the one and only Dina!! She must of felt your eyes on her because she turn her head and her eyes immediately lit up. "Y/n!!! Baby!"

You smile as she runs over and sits next to you, giving you a side hug. "I haven't seen you in fucking forever! How are you?"

After you and Ellie broke up, you stopped hanging out with a lot of your friends too. It was too awkward for you. But they never stopped caring about you, it was hard for you to come to terms with that.

"I'm okay! I've just been working a lot recently.. I haven't had a chance to check this place out yet." Dina nods and rests her head on your shoulder. "It's really nice here. I come here every Friday to see-" she stops mid sentence and slowly turns her head up to look at you with wide eyes. You hear someone else on the stage setting up but you keep your eyes on Dina's thinking face.

You tilt your head as she puts her hand over her mouth, "wait.. do you know that-"

She's cut off by another familiar sound. The song Ellie wrote for you on your one year anniversary, you guys stayed up all night writing lyrics for it. You whip your head back to the stage and your face drops, "oh my fucking god."

Dina starts to laugh uncomfortably st the situation, "um- we can leave and I can take you to another really good place, they have burgers! Ellie will understand if I leave-"

You can barely hear what Dina's saying. It's just you and Ellie now. The song you've heard so many times and Ellie's soft voice coming through the speakers, you might even be singing the song quietly too. She opens her eyes and immediately meets yours. You hear her voice falter but she keeps eye contact as she sings.

Ellie goes back stage after a few more songs and you are finally snapped back into reality. In reality, you're sobbing. Dina's rubbing your back comfortingly and is holding your head as you lean it against her shoulder.

You look up at her and take a deep breath, "I should get out of here- I'm sorry Dina. It was nice seeing you." She let's you go but holds your wrist so you turn back to her. She sighs, "let's not be strangers anymore, mkay? I want you to meet JJ." You smile sadly at her and nod, "yeah, um.. text me?"

She smiles and let's you go as you try to RACE OUTTA THERE!! YOU GOTTA GO BEFORE ELLIE COMES OUT!!

You're out the door and halfway to your car before you hear your name being called. Fuck. "Y/n! Can we talk please, I hate the way I reacted-"

You turn around, giving Ellie a view of your tear stained face. "What the fuck are you doing singing that fucking song?" Ellie furrows her brows, "what the fuck do you mean?"

"That's our song Ellie. Why are you still playing it?" You see Ellie scoff a little before taking a deep breath. "Can we talk? I can explain things better than we aren't standing in the middle of the fucking sidewalk." She kicks a rock.

You have to think very hard about this. It'll be embarrassing if you start to fight in a restaurant or park, going to each other's apartments is too intimate, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't miss talking to Ellie (even if she doesn't know that ha..ha.ha..).

"Okay."

"Okay?!"

You sigh, "We'll meet at the river. tomorrow at 6?"

She smiles and almost chuckles a little bit, "yeah that's great.."

What the hell did you get yourself into?

You and Ellie had a special spot near the river since your first date. It was a rundown, abandoned shed type thing that you made your own. Ellie added a loveseat and a coffee table, you added battery powered fairy lights and some tapestries.

Ellie's already sitting on the loveseat when you get there. Her hair is pull up into that half up half down style that she always does, you can see her white tank top under her brown flannel, her sleeves are rolled up to show off her tattoo, and she's MAN SPREADING. She definitely knew what she was doing.

"Hi." You say, awkwardly sitting as far away from her as you can and putting down the cut up fruit your brought as a peace offering. She smiles and wipes her hands of her pants, "hey.."

You notice the two drinks on the coffee table, she grabs one and hands it to you, "this still your favorite?" You nod and smile slightly at her.

After a few seconds of silence she speaks, "I started therapy about a month ago. I'm going once a week." You look at her and smile, "that's great Ellie. I'm happy for you."

She nods and looks down at her hands, "um, I'm sorry about what I said. It isn't true, I just let my frustration speak for me. And I'm sorry for literally making your life a living hell for the last year we were together. I had a lot of shit I needed to deal with and you didn't deserve that."

The truth is, you'd forgiven her a long time ago. All you wanted for her was happiness and seeing her apologizing is proof that she is getting better.

You take a sip of your drink and meet her eyes, "thank you for apologizing. That means a lot. I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions when you literally picked me up off the side of the road and let me sleep in your bed."

"Truce?"

".. Truce."

She smiles at you and leans back on the couch. "Soo, what've you been up too?"

You shrug, "nothing really.. I got hired full-time by the high school. I've been teaching a bunch of 10th graders literature and getting piss drunk."

Ellie's eyes light up, "seriously?? Y/n that's fucking amazing!! Not the getting piss drunk part but you've been waiting so long for an opening." You laugh and nod, "it's fun, the kids really like me."

In all seriousness the excitement on Ellie's face makes you want to grab her and kiss her. Buuut, you know you shouldn't...

"What about you?"

"I got promoted at work, I got a really good raise. Joel wants me to start learning how to run the place so he can retire soon." You grin at her, "ooh, little Ellie's gonna run a whole auto shop by herself" you wiggle your eyebrows and she playfully hits your arm.

"Shut up!!" Her cheeks are tinted red as you laugh. "And what if I don't?"

Ellie pauses and looks at you, you watch as her eyes travel down your lips but quickly make their way back up. "I'll give you discounts on repairs." You're lips are ZIPPED because that shit is expensive.

Ellie snorts and gets a grape from your container. You both just sit in silence for a little bit as you watch her. You're both studying each other's faces, thinking of all the times your lips have connected and your hands have touched her cheeks.

You take another sip of your drink and spill it all over your white long sleeve shirt. "Fuck!"

Ellie grabs the drink and sets it back down, looking around for some way to dry your shirt. "Um, fuck we don't have any napkins here"

You shake your head, "it's fine, it'll just air dry, this shirt was like 5 dollars anyway." Ellie furrows her eyebrows and starts to take off her flannel, "it's too cold, you can change into this." She hands it to you and turns around to give you privacy.

"Are you sure? You're gonna be cold just in a tank top."

Ellie shakes her head, "don't worry about me, I want you to be warm."

About an hour and a half later you're sleeping. Your head in Ellie's lap so comfortably as she traces circles on your arm. She huffs and looks at the time,

8:37 pm

Ellie didn't want to wake you but she also was freezing her ass off as it get colder. She carefully gets up, picks you up bridal style, and carries you to her car. You'd taken an uber here so you didn't have to worry about your car being left here.

She sets you down in the passenger seat and you slowly open your eyes, "what're you doing?"

Ellie smiles and buckles your seat belt, "I'm gonna take you home, I don't want you taking an Uber when your this tired. Can I have your apartment building?"

You blink a few times before smiling and nodding, "thank you els. My building is the one by Nico's bar." She nods and closes your door before getting in her side and starting the car.

Even though she kept herself calm, Ellie was over the moon. You called her els. A nickname she hadn't been called ever since you broke up.

Ellie didn't care if she was your girlfriend or not. All she cared about was getting you back into her life, I think she succeeded?

You turn in your seat and look at her, "can we be friends?"

She glaces at you and smiles, "fuck yeah."

Not for long HaHaHaHa... 😈

Waaaa I hope this is good... I feel like the ending was a little bit rushed!! There will be a part 3, hopefully they kiss! I wnat to see them kiss!!

I'm getting surgery tomorrow so hopefully it doesn't mess up the writing of part 3 too much!

I love you all so much, please ask if you want to be on the taglist for the next part and feel free to give me suggestions and shit. (^з^)-☆Chu!!

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