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8myass · 8 months ago

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⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡... ⋙

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ 8myass male idol masterlist ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ -ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛--ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛- m - mature, f - fluff, s - suggestive, a - angst, h - horror/thriller .・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓿 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ qιαη кυη *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ ∂σηg ѕι¢нєηg *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ ωσηg уυкнєι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ χιασ ∂єנυη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ωσηg кυηнαηg *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ smiles [yandere!idol!hendery x talk show host!reader] a, m synopsis. he fell for the way you smiled for him. tw. cursing, stalking, drugging, pet names; ‘my love’, ‘sugar’, ‘darling’, dubcon aspects, infidelity, fingering, slight gaslighting. wc. 1.3k

✧*̥˚ ℓιυ уαηgуαηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ тєη ℓєє *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт7 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓷𝓬𝓽 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ мαяк ℓєє *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ caretaker [bsf!mark] f synopsis. mark just wants to take care of you like you take care of him. tw. teeth-rottenly cute, pet name; ‘babe’, cuddling, socially awkward mark, mentions kissing. wc. 0.9k

✧*̥˚ нυαηg яєηנυη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє נєησ *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ ℓєє ∂σηgнуυ¢к *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ hate sex [enemy!mean dom!haechan x slight bimbo!bratty sub!reader] {requested!} a, m tw. alcohol consumption, mentions infidelity and breakup, slight dubcon aspects (seems noncon at first), cursing, mentions blood, name calling; ‘bitch’, ‘whore’, ‘toy’, face-fucking, deepthroating, degradation, slight praise, hate sex, p in v, unprotected sex, ass slapping, pet names; ‘babe’, ‘baby’, hair pulling, breeding, haechan’s just mean?? wc. 1.6k

✧*̥˚ ηα נαємιη *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ camera [yandere!neighbor!jaemin] a synopsis. when jaemin wants to record his pretty doll all for himself. tw. gaslighting, dumbification, kidnapping, noncon kissing, implied noncon, pet names; too many to list. wc. 0.9k

☄. *. ⋆ soft bf texts [bf!jaemin] f

✧*̥˚ zнσηg ¢нєηℓє *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ ραяк נιѕυηg *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ restraints [yandere!brother’s best friend!jisung x older!slight bimbo!reader] a, f synopsis. jisung is just trying to remain your good boy for the rest of your shared lives. tw. pet names; ‘baby’, ‘good boy’, ‘darling’, kidnapping, gaslighting, delusional ji, cursing. wc. 0.9k

☄. *. ⋆ all your fault [yandere!jisung] a synopsis. jisung simply wants you to love him. tw. pocket knife, threatening, mentions choking, cursing, mentions death of side characters, gaslighting, pining, victim blaming, delusional ji, pet name; ‘darling’, cutting, slapping, name calling; ‘bitch’, degradation, blood. wc. 0.5k

✧*̥˚ σт7 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓷𝓬𝓽 127 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ ℓєє тαєуσηg *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ мσση тαєιℓ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ נσнηηу ѕυн *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ηαкαмσтσ уυтα *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм ∂σηgуσυηg *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ נєσηg уσσησн *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ sunshine [slight stalker!ex-bf!jaehyun] {part of jaehyun’s birthday event!} a, f synopsis. your ex-boyfriend still wanted to spend his birthday, and Valentine’s Day, with you. tw. pet names; excessive ‘jae’ usage, second chance. wc. 0.4k

“soft” bf texts [bf!jaehyun] f, m

☄. *. ⋆ sweetheart [“enemy”!jaehyun x nerd!reader] a, f synopsis. you realize the man you hate might actually be quite hot. tw. enemies to lovers kinda?, cursing, mentions murder (it’s a silly joke), depictions of violence (all in good fun), reader realizing she might like jae. wc. 0.9k

��. *. ⋆ valentine [yandere!husband!jaehyun] a synopsis. he’s not prepared to let you go just yet. tw. mentions death, murder of a family member, delusional jae, mentions divorce. wc. 0.6k

☄. *. ⋆ egotistical [yandere!brat taming dom!jaehyun x bratty sub!reader] a, m synopsis. you were too cocky, so jaehyun decided to put an end to that superiority complex you seemed to illude. tw. cursing, name calling; ‘bitch’, ‘idiot’, ‘trash’, ‘lowlife’, ‘whore’, ‘slut’, mentions stabbing, reader is such a bad person ngl, degradation, manhandling, slight strength kink, blood, pet names; ‘honey’, ‘baby’, slapping, fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk, dacryphilia, nipple play, daddy kink, sucking on fingers, dumbification, breeding, biting, hickeys. wc. 2.3k

✧*̥˚ кιм נυηgωσσ *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ happier [enemy!ex-friend!assistant manager!dom!jungwoo x manager!sub!reader] a, m synopsis. you took away the only thing that made him happy, so he gave you no choice but to give all of you to him. tw. mentions alcohol consumption, mentions sexual harassment, woo is very unhinged and delusional, choking, gaslighting, cursing, noncon (don’t like, don’t read), p in v, unprotected sex, clit play, woo’s disrespectful, hickeys, biting, dacryphilia, crying, tit slapping, fingering, degradation, name calling; ‘babe’, ‘boss’, ‘babe’, hair pulling, breeding, implied kidnapping. wc. 3.6k

✧*̥˚ мαяк ℓєє *̥˚✧

✧*̥˚ σт9 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓷𝓬𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ σн ѕιση *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ мαє∂α яιкυ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ тσкυησ уυѕнι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм ∂αєуσυηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ нιяσѕє яуσ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ƒυנιηαgα ѕαкυуα *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт6 *̥˚✧

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Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓷𝓬𝓽 𝓾 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ σт23 *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт21 *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт26 *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт28 *̥˚✧

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Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓻𝓲𝓲��𝓮 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ σѕαкι ѕнσтαяσ *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ candles [stalker!shotaro] f, a synopsis. when you distance yourself a little too far. tw. gaslighting, stalking, manipulation, possessiveness, pet name; ‘angel’. wc. 0.9k

✧*̥˚ ѕσηg єυηѕєσк *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ נυηg ѕυηg¢нαη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ραяк ωσηвιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє ѕσнєє *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє ¢нαηуσυηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ нσηg ѕєυηgнαη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт7 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓼𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ ¢нσι ѕєυηg¢нєσℓ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ уσση נєσηgнαη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ נσѕнυα нσηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ωєη נυηнυι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кωση ѕσσηуσυηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ נєση ωσηωσσ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє נιнσση *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ ℓєє ѕєσкмιη *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ the waiting game [yandere in training!good boy!dom!dk x good girl!reader x mentoring yandere!bad boy!dom!vernon] a, m synopsis. vernon enjoys teaching dk how to be a true yandere. tw. cigarettes, mentions addiction, vern x dk are enemies, threesome, cnc, blindfold (f receiving), hands tied w ropes, manhandling, vibrator, clit play, p in v, unprotected sex, dumbification, fingering, name calling; ‘whore’, pet names; ‘beautiful’, ‘baby’, praise, dirty talk, breeding, nipple play. wc. 1.5k

✧*̥˚ кιм мιηgуυ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ χυ мιηgнασ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ вσσ ѕєυηgкωαη *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

✧*̥˚ нαηѕσℓ νєяηση ¢нωє *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ the waiting game [mentoring yandere!bad boy!dom!vernon x good girl!reader x yandere in training!good boy!dom!dk] a, m synopsis. vernon enjoys teaching dk how to be a true yandere. tw. cigarettes, mentions addiction, vern x dk are enemies, threesome, cnc, blindfold (f receiving), hands tied w ropes, manhandling, vibrator, clit play, p in v, unprotected sex, dumbification, fingering, name calling; ‘whore’, pet names; ‘beautiful’, ‘baby’, praise, dirty talk, breeding, nipple play. wc. 1.5k

✧*̥˚ ℓєє ¢нαη *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ puppy mama [bf!dino] f synopsis. you try to convince your boyfriend it’s a good idea to get a pet. tw. established relationship, use of ‘puppy mama’, hardcore fluff. wc. 0.1k

✧*̥˚ σт13 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝔂 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓼 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ вαηg ¢нαη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє мιηнσ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ѕєσ ¢нαηgвιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ нωαηg нуυηנιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ нαη נιѕυηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ƒєℓιχ ℓєє *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм ѕєυηgмιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ уαηg נєσηgιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт8 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓽𝔁𝓽 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ ¢нσι ѕσσвιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ¢нσι уєσηנυη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ¢нσι вєσмgуυ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кαηg тαєнуυη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кαι кαмαℓ нυєηιηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ σт5 *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓼 *:..｡o○

•°. *࿐ ꫀׁׅܻ᥎꫶ׁׅꪀׁׅꪀׁׅꫀׁׅܻ︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄

✧*̥˚ ραяк нαηвιη *̥˚✧ ☄. *. ⋆ familiar face [bsf!yandere!hanbin] a synopsis. when you’re kidnapped, your best friend’s familiar face should put you at ease, right? tw. deception, manipulation, threats, reader is tied up. wc. 0.4k

•°. *࿐ tׁׅhׁׅ֮ꫀׁׅܻ ϐׁׅ֒ᨵׁׅᨮ꫶ׁׅ֮zׁׅ֬︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄

✧*̥˚ кєνιη мσση *̥˚✧ ☄. *. ⋆ submit [bsf!brat taming dom!kevin x bratty sub!reader] m synopsis. who woulda thought your best friend would use the handcuffs you bought him for his birthday on you? tw. dubcon (reader is drunk), handcuffs (f receiving), alcohol consumption, pet named; ‘darling’, ‘baby’, ‘babe’, ‘beautiful’, ‘friend’, name calling ‘slut’, praising, degrading, cursing, dirty talk, unprotected sex, p in v, breeding, choking, teasing. wc. 1k

•°. *࿐ ꫀׁׅܻ'ᥣׁׅ֪ɑׁׅ֮꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅ︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄

✧*̥˚ ωση нуυк *̥˚✧ ☄. *. ⋆ thrill [yandere!wonhyuk] a synopsis. you run away from your loving best friend :( tw. kidnapping, implied noncon touching, slight gaslighting, pet name; ‘baby’. wc. 0.5k

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xhunnybeeex · 28 days ago

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✵✯ 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖌/𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 ✵✯

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All writing/artwork is done by me! do NOT repost my work on other websites. Reblogging is totally okay. I will not tolorate any racism, homophobia, sexism, or any form of hate. If any of my content bothers you, feel free to block.

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How to request: send in an ask or dm me! i will message back and get to work as soon as possible. please be as specific as possible on what you want to be included so i can do the request to your best liking. this goes for bots on janitor ai aswell <3 I WILL WRITE FOR (actors include all characters) : hayden christensen (mainly), evan peters, characters from the boys , patrick swayze if you have a character/person in mind that is not incuded, ask me and we'll work it out! I WILL (but not limited to) WRITE: smut, fluff, headcanons, oneshots, fanfics, breeding, pregnancy, lactation, uniforms, mommy kink, daddy kink, MILF/DILF character or reader, older reader, barely legal, objectification, body worship, mutual masturbation, getting caught masturbating, getting caught having sex, public sex, semi-public sex, stuffing, size kink, obsessive reader/character,, stepcest, fauxcest, religious corruption, virginity taking, imbalanced power dynamics, dubcon, age regression (only in SFW/fluff pieces), phone sex, I WILL NOT (but not limited to) WRITE : pedophilia, scat, somnophilia, Noncon/rape , zoophilia, glorying abuse, vomit, torture,

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onigirio · 2 years ago

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;masterlist

☆- drabble ★- headcanons ♡- oneshot

PJO/HOO

💐 percy jackson

sunny series | 2 | 3 ★

remember me ♡

blooming hyacinths ♡

new sibling ★

💐 jason grace

apollo!reader ★

💐jason todd

stay ☆

HONKAI STAR RAIL

💐 jing yuan

adopted reader: 1 ☆

GENSHIN IMPACT

💐neuvillette

rainy date ☆

new lingo ☆

💐lyney

his fave idol ☆

💐wriothesley

💐shikanoin heizou

9 to 5 ☆

more coming soon!

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beemotionpicture · 1 year ago

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frame story, chapter 5 by beemotionpicture

Christmas Eve is eight days in. Dick doesn't come to the Manor, which disappoints Bruce, he can tell. He's gotten a lot better at reading him—he better have after spending nearly a year with the guy—but he's got a good poker face, that one. Still, it isn't good enough to keep Jason from guessing what his present is going to be. Or so he thinks. At midnight, Jason unwraps a gigantic box, fully expecting a hardbound set of the book series he and Bruce have been talking about for weeks now. Instead, he finds a slightly less gigantic box. "You've gotta be fuckin' kidding me," he says flatly, glaring up at Bruce.

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#batman fanfic #jason todd #bruce wayne #batfamily #fanfiction #mine #this isn't a new chapter!! i just forgot to update the masterlist omg #🩷🐝🎥

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solaireverie · 7 months ago

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sv5 | that lavender haze

summary: [ florist!sebastian vettel x f!driver!reader — social media au ] your florist husband spoils you with his creations

faceclaim: phoebe tonkin

author’s note: seb the love of my life <3

[ masterlist / guidelines / lola's masterlist / series masterlist ]

liked by sebastianvettel, lewishamilton, mercedesamgf1 and 35,201,234 others

yourusername catching the waves 🏄🏻‍♀️

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sebastianvettel Ich liebe dich 🥰

↪ yourusername can't wait to be home with you again 💗

ausgp can we keep you down under please? 🦘

↪ f1mia back off 🦅🇺🇸

user mother AND mommy omg

mickschumacher can you teach me how to surf instead 🙏 lewishamilton doesn't understand that not everyone is naturally talented at everything

↪ lewishamilton i don't know what to tell you, mate 😂 keep calm and keep your balance, it's all chill

↪ mickschumacher easy for you to say 🙄 you're not the one drinking seawater every five minutes

yourusername has added to their story

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sebastianvettel Welcome home yourusername ❤️ the flowers missed you and so did I 😉

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user i love how y/n's husband's instagram is basically just a fanpage for her 😂

↪ user nah you can't forget the flowers ‼️

↪ user seb loves two things in life and they're his flowers and his wife 😌

user i don't even go here but i'm all for the golden retriever and black cat vibes 🤭

mickschumacher seb i have a bee problem in my backyard...

↪ charles_leclerc you know you could just text him right 🙃

↪ mickschumacher he checks his phone once every three months if your name isn't y/n l/n-vettel 💀

↪ sebastianvettel and I'm not ashamed of it 😄 but what can I help you with?

↪ mickschumacher a colony of bees moved into my garden 😅 i don't mind them but is there anything i should watch out for?

↪ sebastianvettel As long as they're not being overly aggressive you shouldn't have any problems 👍 keep me updated though

↪ mickschumacher thanks seb you're a lifesaver 😊

yourusername thanks for the flowers schatz 😘

↪ user ugh they're so Parents 😭

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↪ user charles liked your comment 😂 i guess even the drivers agree

↪ landonorris you didn't hear it from me but seb and y/n are the unofficial official grid parents

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mercedesamgf1 We have a special guest this weekend at the #JapaneseGP 🐝 sebastianvettel is here at Suzuka to promote biodiversity and build some bee hotels with the drivers 💪

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charles_leclerc Appreciated the art tips 😉

user this man 😭 "what do you think about this weekend's race?" "well obviously my wife is going to win everything"

↪ user as he should honestly

↪ user when you're in a "being a wife guy" competition and your opponent is sebastian vettel 💀

kevinmagnussen Thanks a lot Seb 😂 the kids want beehives now!

↪ sebastianvettel Glad to know that someone was listening when I was giving my talk about the role that bees play in our ecosystem 😔

↪ landonorris in my defence someone brought cookies and i was hungry...

↪ sebastianvettel you are 24 years old, Lando

↪ user why can i feel seb's disappointment through an instagram comment 😭

yourusername sometimes i wonder if he'd leave me for his bees 😂

↪ lewishamilton don't worry, you can crash on my couch if he does. roscoe needs a permanent babysitter

↪ yourusername two decades of friendship and that's all you see me as?

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forever-rogue · 9 months ago

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hello miss bee 🐝

if you're in the mood to write for joel id love to ask one where he and reader just had a baby of their own and ellie starts to feel left out but they both comfort and reassure her that they won't treat her differently since they already unofficially adopted her anyway 🫶🤲

AN | There may be a new baby on the way, but that doesn’t you’ll ever love Ellie any less. She just needs to be reminded of that💕

Pairing | Joel Miller x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 3.3k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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“I hate this,” you plopped down in the chair on the back patio with a loud huff. You heard a snort of amusement from behind you and turned around to find Joel watching you in amusement. Your lips pulled into a pout and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “this is all your fault.”

“Hmm,” he raised an eyebrow before going back over to the makeshift grill to check on dinner, “pretty sure that’s only half true, sweetheart.”

“Well,” you crossed your arms over your chest and frowned at him, “it’s still partially true. Being pregnant is the worst. Especially with this heat. I should have gotten pregnant in the summer so the worst of it would have been in the winter.”

“Think of it this way,” the way you raised an eyebrow in a way that suggested you were anything but amused, “we’ll have a fresh baby for the holidays.”

“I’m still hoping for a halloween baby,” you grinned, rubbing your belly that seemed to be growing by the day, “how cool would that be?”

“The coolest,” Joel teased as you laughed, an actual laugh that went straight to his heart, “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

“The real question - do you think we’re going to have a boy or girl?”

“Girl,” he insisted without hesitation, “I’m always going to have my girls. I don’t think that’s changing anytime soon.”

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” you took a sip of the fresh lemonade and let out a soft sigh, “but I have a feeling you’re going to be wrong!”

“Oh yeah? You wanna bet on that?” Joel stood there, hands on his hips as he watched you closely. You stuck out your tongue at him, causing both of you to laugh.

What you hadn’t realized was that Ellie was in the kitchen, getting some plates ready to bring out, listening to the two of you. She loved you, she loved you both immensely. She knew that you and you knew that. But she couldn’t help the pang that settled in her stomach and the way her heart seemed to constrict. It was a feeling that hadn’t left her since you’d told her you were pregnant. You and Joel had been so excited to tell her and despite the shock of the news, she’d been excited too. Ellie Williams was finally going to have a baby sister or brother. Her family was growing.

But as the weeks passed by and your pregnancy became more visibly obvious, the worse she started to feel. And it felt like it was eating her alive. It was a mix of emotions that she was struggling to handle and cope with. She was excited for you and Joel and your entire little family but it left her feeling…lost and confused.

Ellie knew that both of you viewed her as your daughter and she viewed you as parents. She wondered what it would like when the baby came. Your baby - your and Joel’s flesh and blood. Once you had your own baby, would you no longer care about her? Would she be pushed to the wayside as you welcomed and loved your actual child?

These types of thoughts had been plaguing her for months now. It was stupid, so fuckin’ stupid, she’d be the first to admit, and yet the feelings remained. Realistically, she could have gone to either of you and asked in order to alleviate her fears or get some simple reassurance. But that seemed silly too. What was she supposed to do? Come up to you and ask ‘hey will you still love me once the baby is here?’ That felt ridiculous.

Instead, Ellie internalized her feelings, deciding to push them away and act like nothing was wrong. You’d noticed that something was off with your girl recently. Things had just seen so crazy lately, with getting ready for the baby and Joel being off for a while with work to do, it hadn’t been easy. But Ellie really had been your rock and you hated the idea that you were neglecting her in any sense.

“Ellie?” the girl almost dropped the bowl of salad she was holding when she heard you call out to her. She swallowed the lump in her throat and blinked back her tears before heading into the backyard. Your entire face lit up when you saw her and she felt bad for a moment for ever having doubted your love and affection for her, “there you are, Ellie Bean! Everything okay?”

“Y-yeah,” she set the plates and bowl onto the table and nodded softly, “just got caught up cutting the…tomatoes.”

“There’s no tomatoes in the salad, baby,” you gave her arm a gentle squeeze, “we gave the last of them to the Meyers the other day. Are you sure you’re alright?”

She looked away and nodded, staring into the distance as she pleaded with her heart and mind to remain calm and collected. Joel clicked his tongue and caught her attention, giving her a questioning look. Sometimes he hated how well he knew her and how he seemed to see right through her.

“C’mere,” he motioned for her to come over and she obliged, walking over slowly with a heavy tread. She stopped in front of him and he put his hands on her shoulders, leaning down slightly so he was closer to eye level with her, “what’s wrong, baby girl?”

“Nothing,” she replied through gritted teeth. Joel knew that something was up but he didn’t want to push her and possibly cause her to pull away from him. He sighed softly before pressing a kiss to her forehead. It had become such a reflexive action that he didn’t even think about doing it any more, “you’re being gross and showing too much emotion.”

“Someone’s gotta do it,” he teased and that caused her to smile slightly at him, “‘cause it sure ain’t going to be you right, is it? You wanna talk about it?”

“Not really,” she whispered, “not right now.”

“Okay,” he nodded lightly, “I’ll be here and ready to listen whenever you’re ready.”

“I know, old man,” she pushed his arm before turning on her heel and walking back over to you. She sat down next to you, her gaze drifting for a moment to your belly. You reached up and touched her face, gently stroking her cheek, “you’re both such saps.”

“It’s only because we love you,” you beamed at her. She felt her cheeks growing warm and pink as she stared at the bowl of tomato-less salad, “you wanna help me make some dessert while the food’s cooking? I was thinking pudding…ooh or maybe some sort of pie?!”

“Sure,” she perked up at your enthusiasm, unable to deny the appeal of spending time with you and making a dessert, “let’s do it.”

Ellie decided that she’d figure out the rest later. Right now, she was okay and she just wanted the two of you to have some fun.

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“I’m worried about her,” you closed your book and set on the nightstand before turning to your husband with a sad expression on your face. He followed suit and turned so he was fully looking at you.

“The baby?”

“I - no. And we don’t know if it’s a girl or boy yet so calm down,” you laughed for a moment before moving to sit crossed-legged - to the best of your ability anyway - and gave him a serious look, “Ellie. She seems so closed off lately and it always seems like she’s upset, but when I try to talk to her she changes the subject or finds an excuse to leave. I feel like my poor baby girl hates me.”

“She doesn’t hate you,” Joel took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze before you laced your fingers together, “she could never hate you.”

“But something is wrong and I don’t know what it is and I can’t fix it,” a wave of emotion washed over you and tears stung at the back of your eyes. You sniffled, fully aware that you probably seemed ridiculous right now but you didn’t care, “I just want to make it better.”

“Honey,” Joel’s voice was soft as he put his hands on your sides and gently pulled you towards him. You easily gave in, soft and pliable, as he settled you in his lap. You felt pathetic as you looked at him, tears running down your cheeks. He tenderly brushed them away before taking your face in his hands and turning your face up to his, “she doesn’t hate you and she never will. Whatever she’s going through right now, she’ll come around. She’s still guarded and sometimes these things take time. She’ll come around, she always does. We just have to keep on loving her.”

“Promise?” you whispered as he nodded softly. You leaned into his touch as he rubbed your back soothingly, “I don’t know what I’d do if…I don’t know. If she stopped loving us.”

“That ain’t happening,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead, “I have a feeling I know what’s going on with her.”

“Oh?” you looked at him in surprise and he couldn’t help but grin at the sight of your confused expression. The fact that you were so pouty and pregnant made you even more adorable to him than before. He had to fight back a laugh at your expression, opting instead to kiss you softly, “what do you think it is?”

“The baby,” he answered, putting a hand on your belly and rubbing it gently, “I think she’s worried about the baby.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you think she thinks that we’re just going…to stop loving her?” the waterworks started again and this time you couldn’t hold back the tears, “she thinks we’re going to replace her!”

“Oh honey,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and tried to hug him as best as possible. You huffed as you buried your face into his chest and he softly cooed at you, “I don’t think she thinks we’re trying to replace her. I think she’s worried that we won’t have as much time and love for her."

"That's not true," you hated the fact that that thought even crossed her mind, "that's like…the farthest thing from the truth! She's my baby too. Nothing is ever going to change that."

"I know that," he gently brushed his fingers along your jaw before resting his hand on your cheek, "you know that. I think she just might need a little reassurance."

"Yeah," you sighed softly, "I can do that. I will do that."

"I have no doubt about that either, honey."

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Ellie startled when she heard your enthusiastic knocking on her door. She groaned as she looked at the old school alarm on the bedside table and saw that it wasn't even eight o'clock yet.

"Come in," she rolled onto her side so she was facing the door. You almost threw open the door in your excitement, already fully dressed and ready for the door.

"Hi my love!" Her eyes widened at your cheeriness, "good morning, Ellie Bean."

"It's early," she groaned as you leaned against the doorway, causing you to laugh softly, "why are you so awake?"

"I've been up for a while…couldn't sleep well," you shrugged it off, "but I thought it would be fun if we spent the day together, just the two of us!"

"O-oh," she slowly sat up, heart almost constricting with emotion, "are you sure?"

"Duh," you teased, "its been a while since it's just been the two of us and I figured we could have some fun!"

"Okay," she looked at you, an eyebrow raised in question. You clapped excitedly and she offered you a tentative smile in response, "w-wait, am I in trouble?"

"Of course not," you walked over to her and held out your hand to her. She took yours and slowly slipped out of the bed, "I just want to spend some time with my favorite girl."

"Alright," a little bit of a flush crossed her cheeks as she offered you a smile, "yeah, that could be fun."

"Let's go then slow poke, no time to lose!"

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Your day had been filled with doing anything and everything that Ellie wanted - within reason of course. As the day bled into night, the two of you were at the lake, sitting on the dock, feet dangling into the water.

"Can I ask you something?" You finally couldn't take it anymore and needed to clear all the air. Ellie paused before nodding slowly and turning towards you.

"Sure…"

"I feel like lately…things have been different," you put your arm around her shoulders and gave her a gentle squeeze, "and I want to make sure you're alright. You've been off lately, and I want to know if you're okay and if I can do anything to help."

"Oh. Oh," Ellie swallowed thickly; she thought she'd been better at disguising her feelings, "umm…it's…just. I don't know. Things have just felt different since you've been pregnant."

"Yeah?" You asked as she turned to you with a sad little smile and a nod, "oh, Ellie."

"I just…it feels weird that…umm. Like it's you and Joel, you know? And now you're having your own child and it makes me feel like…where's my place?"

"Baby," you tried to keep your own emotions at bay but it was hard when all you wanted to was to wrap her up in a big hug, "your place is with us - it'll always be with us. We're family. Nothing is going to change that."

"But if you love the new baby more than me?" You hated that she even thought anything like that. You wished you could convey just how very much you loved her, "I keep thinking about…what if you don't want me anymore."

"We will never not want you or love you," you took her hand and held it tightly in yours, "that will never change. Nothing could change how we feel about you. You're our girl, Ellie."

"Are you sure? The baby-"

"The baby doesn't change anything," you pulled her into your body as much as you could, "its another person we're bringing into our family that we can love. It doesn't mean any of us is going to get less love. Okay? I swear on my life. And Joel's life. All of it."

"Every time I've gotten close to people they've been taken from me," Ellie sniffled brushing at her eyes with the back of her hand, "my parents, my family, my friends…I almost lost Joel. I don't want to lose you too and the baby. I'm not sure if I'd make it if I did."

"Ellie," you softened at the young girl, "you are so young and you've been through so much. More than anyone ever should. And I know the world is scary and we don't know what the future holds but we can't let that dictate how we feel about the present or how we act. You're not going to lose us or your brother or sister. Never. And maybe me just saying that doesn't make anything better but I'll show you and I'll keep showing you that we mean it. Honestly, I don't think I'd survive without you. You are the world to me, Ellie."

"Being pregnant has made you so sappy," she laughed through her tears, "even more than normal. Its kind of gross."

"It's because I love you so much, kiddo," you grinned at her, brushing away her tears, "but the hormones definitely aren't helping! Luckily it won't be too much longer before the baby is here."

"Are you scared?"

"Terrified," you confessed with a sheepish grin, "but I know I'll be okay. I've got you Joel and you. Everything will be okay."

"Yeah," she nodded, a bit of confidence oozing back into her, "we'll be okay. I'm excited to meet the baby."

"Boy or girl you think?"

"Girl," she seemed so confident that you were almost convinced of that as well, "Joel's meant to be surrounded by girls."

"Funny, that's exactly what he said too," you shook your head in amusement thinking about the two of them. They were too alike for their own good, "I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

"Whatever," she playfully rolled her eyes, "we all know we're right!"

"Mhmm," you slowly stood up and held out your hand to her, "come on my love. Let's go home and annoy Joel."

She took your hand eagerly, "I love you too, just so you know."

"Yeah," you promised her softly, "I know. I love you more, kiddo."

Ellie approached you slowly, almost unsure if she should be coming over. You beamed at her, motioning for her to come closer. She stole a quick look at Joel, who offered her a small smile and nod of reassurance.

"Come here, my love," you held out your hand to her and she came over, staring at the bundle in your arms in awe, "I hate to admit it, but Joel was right. You've got yourself a little sister."

"Wow," she reached over and gentle stroked her chubby little cheek, "she's so small. What's her name?"

"Well, we don't have a name picked out yet," you smiled softly, "we were hoping you'd help us by picking her name."

"Me?"

"You! If you'd like to that is," you could see her eyes watering up, and your heart felt so full, "you can take a bit to think about it-"

"Daisy," she stated softly, looking between you and Joel to gauge your reactions, "I like Daisy."

"Me too," you gave her a hand squeeze, "Daisy it is. It's perfect. Do you want to hold her, Ellie?"

"I-I don't know," she swallowed the lump in her throat as the baby cooed softly, "she's so small and I don't wanna…hurt her."

"You won't," you promised, straightening up as she stepped closer, "hold her to your chest and make sure you're supporting her head, okay?"

"Okay," she reached over gingerly, as though the baby was made of glass. She took her from you and did as you said, holding the small baby protectively. Daisy made a few sounds before yawning and snuggling into Ellie. The girl watched her in amazement, "she's so cute and little."

"Just like you," you teased, reaching over and giving her arm a squeeze. You turned to Joel, who was watching the scene unfold with nothing short of heart eyes, "look at that, Joel. Look at our girls. They're the best."

"Yeah," he agreed, pressing a kiss to the side of Ellie's head, "they are. But you know what else?"

"Hmm?"

"I was right - it was a girl," he threw you a cheeky grin as you snorted in amusement, "wouldn't change it for the world."

"Yeah, me neither," Ellie piped up, "I guess we're a pretty cool family. Daisy and me anyways. You guys are alright."

"We love you too," you sighed contentedly, happy to have your little family all together, "both of you. Lots and lots."

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artdcnaldson · 6 months ago

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cat. 24. she/her.

main acct + stranger things sideblog

Minors DNI, 18+ Only

Requests are open (but I’m slow) 🩷

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🌿FICS🌿

Changeover Universe

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xxanaduwrites · 4 months ago

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ miss honey x benny cross ୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

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baby honey:

to be continued…

from the hive 🎙️🐝

honey interviews from the vault curtesy of danny lyon !

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8myass · 8 months ago

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ 8myass female idol masterlist ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ -ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛--ˏ͛⑅　‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙　⑅ˏ͛- m - mature, f - fluff, s - suggestive, a - angst, h - horror/thriller .・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・

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✧*̥˚ נєση ѕσуєση *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ¢нσ мιуєση *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ηι¢нα уσηтαяαяαк *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ѕσηg уυqι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ уυ נιмιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ υ¢нιηαgα αєяι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм נιѕσσ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм נєηηιє *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ яσѕєαηηє ραяк *̥˚✧

☄. *. ⋆ her angel [serial killer!reader] a, f synopsis. you’re a sick person, and you knew that, but when you met the love of your life, you started to change for the better. tw. cursing, mentions/brief descriptions of murder, mentions infidelity and breakup, reader loses mind, brief depiction of ‘snapping’ mentally, so much love tbh, kisses, pet names; ‘baby’, ‘angel’. wc. 0.7k

✧*̥˚ ℓαℓιѕα мαησвαℓ *̥˚✧

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Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓲𝓽𝔃𝔂 *:..｡o○

✧*̥˚ нωαηg уєנι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ѕнιη яуυנιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ℓєє ¢нαєяуєσηg *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кιм мιηנι *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ∂αηιєℓℓє мαяѕн *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ кαηg нαєяιη *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ ηαкαмυяα кαzυнα *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ нιяαι мσмσ *̥˚✧

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✧*̥˚ αнη нуєנιη *̥˚✧

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Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓼 *:..｡o○

☄. *. ⋆ nothing here yet!

#[ lele writes 🐝 ]#[ masterlist 🐝 ]#aespa #blackpink #twice #newjeans #mamamoo #le sserafim #itzy #gidle #(g)i-dle #(g)i dle

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gender-thief2 · 7 months ago

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i’m Bee 🐝

prounouns: he/him, or any

regulus black apologist

‼️PLEASE STOP SENDING ME ASKS ASKING FOR DONATIONS I AM NOT ABLE TO HELP‼️

‼️FUCK JKR I HATE THAT BITCH‼️

i’m genderfluid and ace spec

music i like: phoebe bridgers, lucy dacus, boygenius, the front bottoms, ethel cain, adrianne lenker, big thief, chappell roan, faye webster, mitski, beabadoobee, clairo, towa bird, tv girl, hozier, conan gray, taylor swift, david bowie

fandoms: marauders (main hyperfixation rn), gravity falls, good omens, death note

marauders tweets masterlist under the cut!

Marauders Tweets Series Masterlist:

Part 1

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#marauders #the marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew

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queers-gambit · 1 year ago

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Clingy Baby collection masterlist

a collection of varying muses labeling Reader as "clingy".

featuring muses: Carmy Berzatto, Mafia Bucky Barnes, modern Aemond Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, and Joel Miller.

"The enemy uses those things you're insecure about. Free yourself and take your power back by being secure in who you are - flaws and all," — The Day My Soul Cried: A Memoir by American award-winning playwright, producer, screenwriter, podcaster, advocate, Yvonne Pierre

total fics: 7

this collection is considered "active"

mostly hurt and comfort, some angst

don't see your muse? have your own request?

requests OPEN requesting rules and masterlist

"Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime," — Mineko Iwasaki, Japanese businesswoman, icon, and the most famous Geisha. author of Geisha, a Life

God's Plan

your boyfriend carries the worst parts of his job home, bringing to life one of your deepest-seeded insecurities. -> or being called clingy [during a fight].

pairing: Carmen 'Carmy' Berzatto x female!reader

word count: 3.1k+

fandom masterlist: FX's The Bear

🎭 drama 🥺 hurt 🚫 no REAL comfort 🙊 general language and content warning 🍄 toxic relationship

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part two: Two to Tango

the aftermath of Carmy's words seem to rattle him more than you.

word count: 5.4k+

🎭 drama ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 💔 small angst 🧸 small fluff ☠️ discussion of deceased family member 🙊 general language and content warning 💣 relationship angst 🔏 barely edited

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Curiosity Killed The Cat

few weeks after rescuing you from a kidnapper, you overhear your boyfriend-turned-savior complain about how clingy you've become. -> or overhearing being called clingy.

pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x female!reader

word count: 5.1k+

fandom masterlist: Marvel

🎭 drama ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🦋 modern AU 💸 mafia AU 🙊 general language and content warning 🥊 brief depiction of physical violence and / or aggression 🫠 description of self-destruction 🔏 barely edited

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You Might Think It's Foolish

meeting your boyfriend's family for the first time creates anxiety, so, you stick to his side. at dinner, his mother calls out your clinginess - and Aemond doesn't defend you. -> or when someone else calls you clingy and he doesn't defend you / agrees with them.

pairing: modern!Aemond Targaryen x female!reader

word count: 3.1k+

fandom masterlist: House of the Dragon

🎭 drama 💔 angst 🥺 hurt 🚫 no comfort 💣 relationship angst 🐝 stand alone 🙊 general language and content warning 🐍 toxic family 🍄 toxic relationship...? 🔏 barely edited

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Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few Thy Voice

similar to Penelope Featherington, you overhear your best mate's choice words about you after dancing at a ball.

word count: 18.3k+

🎭 drama 💔 angst 🥀 unrequited love 🥺 hurt 🚫 NO comfort 💣 relationship angst 👯‍♀️ BFF trope 🍒 author's favorite 🐝 stand alone / oneshot 🙊 general language and content warning 🍄 toxic relationship 🥂 alcohol mentions 💛 requires maturity and caution 🚺 misogyny 😵‍💫 wonky brain go wonky 🫠 depiction of self-destruction 🍑 character with given nickname ⏳ AU timeline 🦻 eavesdropping trope ❗️ single, non-graphic line that alludes suicide as an unserious threat to convey displeasure 🚹 men 2️⃣ written after season two 🔏 not edited

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Not All That Glitters is Gold

during your engagement dinner, you learn from your fiancé's niece that he holds choice words about you. -> or (publicly) discovering you're being called clingy by your man from someone else.

pairing: Daemon Targaryen x female!reader

word count: 3.1k+

fandom masterlist: House of the Dragon

🎭 drama 💔 angst ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 💣 relationship angst ⏳ AU timeline 🙊 general language and content warning 🔏 barely edited

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Save Me From Myself

in a moment of unparalleled anger, you learn what Joel really thinks of you.

request: Can i request joel miller for the clingy baby series!! Maybe they were traveling together w ellie and she clings to him bc he always kept her safe until he calls her clingy one day.

pairing: Joel Miller x female!reader

word count: 1.9k+

fandom masterlist: The Last of Us

⚠️ mild spoilers 🙊 general language warning 🥺 hurt 🚫 no comfort 💔 mild angst ❗️ short fic!

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Pretty Boy Swag

your big ass family comes to town and hosts a town-wide family reunion. after they meet your boyfriend for the first time, your proximity is criticized, and when you try to fall back, Eddie's swift to your side again. -> or when someone else calls you clingy, you try to fall back but your man doesn't want that.

pairing: Eddie Munson x female!reader

word count: 6.2k+

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

⏳ AU timeline 🐝 stand alone / oneshot 🙊 general language and content 🐍 toxic family 🎭 drama 🧠 depiction of mental health: insecurity, anxiety 💔 angst ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🧸 some fluff 🚬 drug use 🥂 depiction of alcohol use 💍 established relationship 🥰 romance 🛑 abrupt ending 🔏 not edited

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requesting rules and masterlist

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lvlyghost · 1 year ago

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I love your stories so much I can't 😫😍😍❤️

Could you maybe write a angst to fluff ghost x reader story where the reader gets injured badly while ghost is on her side the whole time in the hospital while she is unconscious and he's having breakdowns and anxiety and all really angsty stuff and when she wakes up she comforts him and all is fluffy and maybe a bit smutty 🤭

No More Stars Left to Count

PAIRINGS: Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

SUMMARY: Few things made Simon break down. Almost losing his girl takes a toll on him.

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

TW: Smut! MDNI! Angst, hurt, comfort. Injuries. Panic attacks. Grammar mistakes just the usual... Do not read if you're under 18.

A/N: I'm actually quite happy with this one🥹🩷 Enjoy Anon! This is my first time posting smut and in another language so sorry in advance if there are mistakes! Corrections are appreciated ✨🐝

Masterlist✨

Simon's head rests on his left hand, his eyes bore into your fragile body. Several machines are attached to you, helping you breathe, pumping meds into your system. He doesn't deserve you by any means. He doesn't deserve your trust, your laughter, your body.

All he can think about— as his brown orbs can't find the strength to look away— is how miserably he had failed to protect his team. To protect you. It's been twelve days and you still don't show any signs of waking up; it wasn't abnormal for you to not wake up. The damage inflicted to your body had been great. Simon thought for a painful moment he had lost you for good. The woman he cared for. The woman he utterly loved.

He swallows hard.

There aren't many things that'd scare him. He's simply seen too much. But this? Was this truly his destiny? To lose everyone he loved? His family and now you?

He inhales sharply, his free hands traces your inert hand, tracing soft patterns on your pale skin littered with cuts and bruises. That very hand he adores to hold when you were together. He blinks, memories from your last night together flooding his brain as he sinks further down the chair, adjusting the hoodie over his head.

The night before leaving for the mission in Romania.

"No, wait look Simon! Give it to me!" You chuckle, under the covers, both of your bodies remain warm. It wasn't unusual that Simon couldn't sleep so he'd often come into your room and spend the night with you. "There." You pointed out. Your hand and his hand stretched out in front of you, slowly you touch his, spreading out your palms comparing hands. Your eyelashes flutter at the mere sight of his big calloused hand outsize yours, completely engulfing it. You splay out your fingers until they're intertwined.

His breath catches in his throat. He loved how small you were compared to him. He wanted to protect you from everything even from himself, but you had refused to leave him when he tried to push you away.

"Come here." He grabs your arm pining you down and under his gargantuan body. You squeal, laughing at the sudden change of position; Simon sets his body between your legs. Your arms rest on his sides, layers of muscle tensing under your touch. Tilting your head back, eyes meet the dark sky outside the window.

"Look at them." You mumble, Simon lays a kiss on your neck taking advantage. He loves the feeling of your steady pulse on his lips. "The stars are so bright tonight." He hums absentmindedly, hands coming to grip his blond locks.

There's a fire burning in your belly and the ache between your thighs when you feel the tent forming through his grey sweatpants.

"Need you, love." He grumbles. His hands undress your bottom half making you gasp.

"Simon..." soft pink lips kiss your body. Your chest, your stomach... until he's lost between your legs. Mouth lapping at your wetness. You squirm under his touch, it's intoxicating. It feels like you might combust. The fire running through your veins, the goosebumps on your sensitive flesh as you clench around nothing. Unable to resist it you grab him by the arms. "You know what I need." In the blink of an eye two bodies intertwined moving desperately chasing the sweetest end together. He murmurs soft encouraging words in your ear that sent shockwaves through your veins, Simon couldn't possibly be more deep inside you, hitting that sensitive spot that made you want to scream, nails digging on his back, surely leaving red marks that he would proudly show tomorrow.

The purple and orange that tinges the sky outside filters through the window, casting an ethereal display of colors around this room that hides away the few moments you get to spend with him as you finish together; feeling impossibly more in love with him.

"It's clearing already." You point out. Simon looks up from your eyes, albeit reluctant to miss the beautiful shade of your orbs. "No more stars left..."

He kisses your forehead, then bumps his nose against you before he finds your mouth.

"There'll be plenty more to count tomorrow, sweetheart. I promise."

But you're not counting them as he promised the night before. Instead he's shouting orders like an enraged man. Heart beating out of his chest, you were so close to the evac point with your squad. Five minutes ago he had squeezed your arm and kissed your temple before urging you to get in the land rover from the SAS. Only to watch it blow seconds later. His heart stopped and then the ringing in his eardrums.

It was an ambush.

And as the rest covered him he rushed to you.

The blood. Crimson blood all over the bodies. He knew what this meant.

"Sergeant!" He forces his body to move, dragging you by the straps of your combat vest to take cover behind one of the vehicles. He knows he shouldn't be moving you like that, but right now he can't think of anything else than getting you out of there... "Bloody fucking hell!" He roars.

What was that feeling, like his soul was being ripped apart...?

Releasing a shaky breath, Simon squeezes your hand once again careful not to hurt you. The IV in your hand too foreign. It's too much. The sight, the memories of the vehicle flying through the sky...

The pit in his stomach grows, a wave of nausea and uneasiness hitting him all of the sudden. Simon stands on wobbly legs, taking one last glance at you he steps out the ICU. Crouching down he yanks the balaclava from his face. Why was his chest so tight, and his vision filled with blackness? The incessant ring on his ears is real. Fucking real. It was supposed to be a nightmare... this thing pulling him down.

"Come back to me baby." He pleads in a hushed tone although he knows you can't hear him. Simon lifts his hands to find support on the wall in front of him. He breathes as much air as he can through his nose, tries to blink away the black dots.

"Lieutenant Riley?" A feminine voice wafts through the empty hallway reaching him. He holds out a shaky finger without even looking at her.

"Leave..." he warns.

"Sir? I...-" the nurse hesitates.

"Now!" He barks.

She scurries away but not before calling the doctors and the Captain to the med wing.

Simon stays there until his ragged breathing evens, he then goes back to your room, deep down he hopes—prays— that your eyes will open when you hear him. But you don't. He sits again on the couch where he's tried to sleep, tossing the mask away from him. His throat bobs, what's happening to him? It burns. The door creaks open revealing a concerned John who looks at him in disapproval.

"This isn't going to help anyone Simon." He scolds him.

"What do you want Price?"

"You need to sleep. And for... just for the love of God eat something son."

"Not until I know she'll be fine."

Price sighs closing the door behind him.

"She wouldn't want this." Even then, Price doesn't want to look at you. This had taken a toll on everyone. But Simon wasn't handling it well. Rubbing his eyes he scoffs. "Come on go get some rest I can stay."

"No." Both men stare at each other not wanting to back down. "I'm on leave you don't get to tell me what to do Price."

John crosses his arm.

"I'm worried Simon. I want her to be okay too. We all do."

Simon's jaw clenched, hands balling into fists. They don't really know. They don't know, can't comprehend the extent of his love for you.

"What if this was your girl? Would you leave her fucking side hm?"

A tense pause electrifies the air as the two glare at each other, oblivious to the other person whose eyes are tearing.

The beeping sound increases as your heart rate goes up. Two pair of eyes snap to the sound. Your hand tries to snatch the oxygen from your face, but Simon darts out with dread plastered all over his features. You faintly hear John calling the doctors.

"Easy, love. Easy..." he soothes you. Stopping your hands from moving. Your body is in too much pain, tears slip down your cheeks, once again Simon grits his teeth. If he could he'd take it all away. "Don't force yourself you're..." he trails off. "You're hurt."

It feels like you're body is being torn apart. The drugs are slowly leaving your system.

"What happened?" your croak out, throat dry and inflamed. He sits bringing the glass of water to your lips not before removing for a brief moment the oxygen mask. You take a small sip and thank him with a weak smile.

"Ambush." He explains. Hating that he can see the images all over again in the back of his mind. "Thought I lost you."

More tears well in your eyes, as weak as you feel you reach out your hands tracing his jawline and cheekbone. He closes his eyes, and finally breathes again, with you touching him he feels alive again. He wants nothing more than to go home with you.

"How many nights..."

"Twelve..."

The doctors rush in but before they drag him away you say:

"That's a lot of counting we've missed."

A press of his lips on your forehead, a silent promise to never let anything happen to you ever again. Even if it mean giving his own life for yours. He would do it any day. Better him than you.

"We've got the rest of our lives, love."

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caesium-55 · 8 months ago

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—seven days. [ vi.i ]

pairing: max verstappen x manager! reader.

summary: as the third time world champion, max verstappen's manager, you function on the belief that whatever max verstappen wanted, max verstappen shall get. but this time, after four years of working as his manager, you can't give him what he wants anymore and that was to stay.

tags: @whatamidoingwithmylife-ramdom @eugene-emt-roe @bellezaycafe @barnestatic @theseerbetweenus @wcnorris @notyouraveragemochii @lpab @vildetry06 @a-beaverhausen @formula1mount @loloekie @alucardsdaddyissues @juky-ps @cassianswh0reeee @devotedlycrookeddonut @amberpanda99 @supermaxv1 @evie-119 @spideylovin @harianaswhore

author's note: i dunno if this is good cuz i have to delete a lot of scenes to make everything fit djsjjj. AND pls listen to two weeks notice by leanna firestone. 🐝 anon shared it to me and AAAAAAAHHH it captures the main vibe of the fic

masterlist.

"New shoes?”

The shoes come in black and it features a sleek silhouette with a pointed toe and a golden heel that is shaped as the letters Y, S, and L. Max is no expert in shoes but he knows how to recognize a luxury shoe if he sees one.

“Pretty lil things, aren't they?” you bring your foot forward to flaunt it.

Max doesn't know if it’s the heels that makes your feet look pretty or if the heels look pretty because you have pretty feet. Contrary to popular belief, Max does not have a feet kink. He just knows how to appreciate the aesthetics of a body part.

“Three years of savin’ and I finally got ‘em.”

“Good for you?” Is that an appropriate thing to say to a woman who just bought nice-looking shoes?

Max sees Daniel hug you after the Azerbaijan GP. You have twinning smiles on your face. Max's curiosity grows. You pull away from the hug and wave goodbye, returning to the garage, to where Max is standing and waiting for you.

“What did you and Daniel talk about?” he asks and if he sounds like he’s demanding, he doesn't mean it.

You stop walking, finally noticing Max's presence. The smile on your face fades a little but it doesn't completely disappear. “Oh, hi? Congrats on the podium today, big guy.”

“What were you and Daniel talking about?” Max asks again.

“‘s not important.”

“I want to know.”

You give Max an odd look, probably questioning why he wants to know so badly. He doesn't know why either. He just wants to know.

“Renault has an open spot in their engineering team,” you finally say, smile growing wide. You’re literally vibrating in excitement as you say it.

Max feels like someone just poured a bucket of iced water over his body.

“Engineer? Why would you even apply in Renault’s engineering team?” he sees your face shift and he wonders if his question is offensive. It does not seem like it is. For Max anyway.

“I’m an engineer, Max,” you're gritting your teeth, Max notices.

Oh, Max realizes. This was why Christian mentioned moving her to the engineering team. He thought you’re going to be their manager or something. Do engineers get managers, too? Max doesn't know.

Max’s world shifts off its axis when he realizes the bigger meaning carried by your words. You want to leave.

“No.”

You make a weird face, “No?”

“No, stay.”

He is perfectly aware that he is in no position to ask this of you. If you want to be an engineer and chase your dreams, you can. No one has the right to stop you. That's your dream. That's your life.

But do you really need to leave?

Suddenly, this becomes like the Daniel situation all over again.

Max isn't sure the exact time you begin holding this much importance over his life that he’s suddenly afraid of your absence. Max still won't consider the two of you friends per se, but he does not want you in Renault. He wants you here, behind him, following him at all times. You don't have to follow Daniel to fucking Renault.

Renault just keeps taking everything from him. First, it’s Daniel, his best friend and teammate. Max will not allow himself to lose you over to Renault and their sucky cars.

“Funny how you think you got a say in this,” you do the thing where you shift your feet lightly so you’re facing Max fully, one hand on your waist while the other rests limp on your side, your head slightly tilts to the right. There's a bulge on your cheek, where your tongue is pressing inside it, and one of your brows is cocked.

“You don't have to go to Renault. You can stay here,” he adds and it almost sounds like he’s pleading.

“And what Max? Let all the money I spent in engineering school go to waste?”

“Do you not want to be my manager anymore?”

“No offense, buddy, but I’ll choose being an engineer.”

Fair point but Max is still hurt anyway. Why are people always leaving him? Is it that hard to choose him and love him? Is he not a good enough reason to stay? Maybe it's because he's not a world champion yet. Maybe it's because he's not someone praiseworthy yet.

“I will win next year. When I become a world champion, I’ll ask Horner to move you to the engineering team.”

Max hopes you believe him.

The 2019 season ends with Lewis Hamilton at the top. Valtteri Bottas is close behind him. After Bottas stands Max Verstappen.

He’ll understand if you're making your application letter to Renault at this very moment. And yet, you come knocking on his hotel door.

“You’re trashin’ the room again,” you say, not ask but say, when Max opens the door and this is like 2018 again when he trashed his entire hotel room for coming in fourth. You even wear the same clothes as last year—a Red Bull polo shirt and a black pencil skirt with the same cream tote bag with peach prints but the shoes are different. “Sour loser much?”

“Fuck you.”

“Fuck you, too,” you reply in a nonchalant tone, not even taking offense that Max has cursed you out. “Lemme see your hands. I have a cold canned beer.”

“I didn't punch the wall.”

Not yet at least. He’s definitely planning to, before you have decided to knock on his door.

“Well then,” you thrust the beer towards him. “Good thing’s beer has multiple purposes. Bruised knuckles? Beer. Bruised ego? Beer.”

Angrily, Max takes the beer in your hands. He really can't deal with you right now.

“Don't worry, man. You’ll be world champion one day. You have the makings of one,” you assure him and your words are too unexpected that Max stiffens. “Not this year but one day.”

“Why can't it be this year?” he asks after a few seconds' pause.

You shrug your shoulders, “Not your time yet, I suppose.”

Then, you turn around and walk away, the loud clicks of your black and gold heels echoing in the hotel hallway until it fades into silence, while Max stands there at the open door, a cold canned beer in his hand.

He’s trying (emphasis on the word trying) to prepare himself snacks so he can eat while sim-racing. It's the off-season right now and his mother and his sister have decided to visit his place in Monaco and stay for a few days before they fly together to Belgium and spend the holidays there. Daniel’s name appears on the notification bar of Max’s phone.

daniel: is [name] in monaco rn or did she go home for the off season

max: why would she be in monaco right now

daniel: she lives there

max: [name] lives in monaco?

daniel: you didn't know??

daniel: she’s been living there since last year

daniel: ever wondered why she comes by our building a lot?

max: how am i supposed to know

daniel: she's your manager

max: well we don't exactly talk about where we live

daniel: i cant believe you

daniel: shes been living there since she was my manager

max: that long???

daniel: i cant with you sometimes

daniel: neways do u have her number?

daniel: i think she got it changed a month ago and i forgot to ask her

daniel: she's not answering my messages in ig

max: yeah yeah i do

daniel: great

daniel: can u call her and ask if she’s in the country?

max: ok

daniel: cool cool

daniel: appreciate it,, man

You answer the phone on the second ring.

“Need anythin’, man?”

When will he hear you call him Max rather than man, dude, bro, big guy, big boy, darlin’ (teasingly), or loser?

“Hi [Name]. I’m calling because, uh, Daniel messaged me,” he begins. “He said you’re not replying to his messages on Instagram.”

“Oh, my bad, my bad. I’ll check it out later, still out playin’ ball right now.”

“He’s asking if you're in Monaco right now.”

“Yeah, yeah, I am. Flight’s still next week. Why’s he askin’?”

“Okay,” he doesn't know what else is there to say. “I didn't even know you live in Monaco.”

“Well, I do,” he hears someone yelling your name. “Aight, anythin’ else you wanna know?”

“Nothing. Nothing else.”

“Okay. Stay safe out there, my guy.”

“You, too.”

The call ends and suddenly, the world feels too silent.

max: yeah she's here

max: she said her flight is scheduled next week

daniel: perfect

daniel: i have her christmas gift with me rn she better be there when i land

daniel: i have to wrap this up on the plane

daniel: do you know how hard it is to gift wrap smth during a flight

Max’s brows furrow. Perhaps he has underestimated the depth of their friendship. They're close enough that they give each other gifts. Or at least, she’s close with Daniel enough that he buys her gifts.

max: safe travels daniel

Daniel arrives a day later, which coincidentally is the same day Sophie, Max’s mother, and Victoria, his sister, landed in Monaco as well. Max’s mother adores Daniel, which is not surprising because everyone adores Daniel.

“Join us for lunch, Daniel,” Sophie invites him. Max and Victoria stand behind her. The three of them are heading out for lunch when they come across Daniel, who is also heading out, at the lobby of the apartment building.

“Sorry, Sophie, but I have an appointment today with [Name],” Daniel scratches his nape and smiles apologetically. Sophie perks up at the mention of [Name].

“Max’s manager?”

“Yes, Max’s manager,” Daniel nods enthusiastically.

“Invite her, too! I’ve always wanted to meet her. She sounds like an amazing girl from what Max has told me.”

Max groans, “Mom, please.”

He may or may not have talked about [Name] during his calls with his mother. Mostly, it's complaints. His mother has laughed at him, used to hee son's constant complaining. Despite that, she still thinks [Name] is good for her son. It's good that someone is able to rein you in when needed, she said.

“Oh, I’m sure she’ll love it. How about I call her and we’ll meet you at the restaurant in a few?” Daniel says.

Everything is settled. Max has reserved a private room for the whole lunch meeting so he can enjoy the privacy of lunch with his family. Less than an hour later, you arrive with Daniel.

Max almost drops the fork when he sees you walking towards them, just a few steps behind the grinning Daniel.

You look different than usual. Max is yet to decide if it's a good type of different or not, because when his eyes land on you, he feels like a thousand elephants have begun a violent rampage in his chest.

You’re not wearing the usual Red Bull polo shirt—perhaps that's why Max feels odd because he’s so used to seeing you wearing it—and instead, you were in a bustier jumpsuit with a white long-sleeved button-up shirt under it.

It looks a little too tight in Max’s opinion, hugging your body in a way that Max thinks you cannot breathe. He can't even breathe when he looks at you right now.

Daniel and you stop in front of the table and Max’s mother stands to kiss you both on the cheek. Max then notices that you’re carrying two bouquets in your hand. Funny how they're so huge and colorful but for some reason, he hasn't noticed them since you walked into the room.

“For you, Ma’am,” you smile as you hand the bouquet to Max’s mother, who gasps in delight. “Welcome to Monaco.”

Then, you turn to Victoria and hand her the other bouquet, “For you, too, Miss Victoria. Welcome to Monaco.”

“Please, have a seat, you two. We’ve already ordered for you," Max's mother says. You and Daniel sit down.

You and Daniel quickly engage in conversation with Max’s mother. Victoria elbows Max, leaning over his ear to whisper, “You have a good manager, Max.”

“You just like her because she got you flowers," Max whispers back.

Victoria chuckles and the Verstappen siblings join in the conversation.

Lunch is a pleasant event. Everyone loves the food. Everyone laughs. Everyone is having a good time. However, good things always come to an end. Daniel has to leave early because he has an appointment. Max is supposed to drive Victoria and his mother to the department store because they planned on shopping together as a family and buy gifts for their relatives in Belgium. But since Daniel left and he was your ride going to the restaurant, that means you have no ride going home.

You insist that you can hail a cab or even walk to your apartment since it’s “just three streets away” but Max notices that your smile looks too forced and Max calls bullshit. Max may not know where you live but he knows you're lying. Thankfully, his mother seems to share the same sentiments and push you towards Max.

“Don't worry, honey. He’s a good driver. You're in safe hands.”

“I’m really fine, Ma’am,” you try again.

“Call me Sophie,” she says, her hand comes up to your shoulder and you flinch a little. “You take good care of Max. It's the least he can do for you. Also, I’m a woman, honey. I know the pain of walking a good distance in heels. Don't subject yourself to that pain.”

You don't protest any further and the four of you hop into Max’s car. Max drives Sophie and Victoria to a department store and drops them off. He kisses his mother’s cheek as they bid a temporary goodbye. Afterwards, he instructs you to type down your address on the GPS so he can drive you to where you live.

When he reads the address you input, he snorts. You whip your head around to give him a dirty look.

“Three streets down,” he says, amused. “Really?”

“Shut up, ‘s just on the other side of the city.”

“It's still far.”

The first few minutes of the drive is silent. You sit on the passenger seat with your earbuds in and legs crossed, leaning most of your weight against the car door so your back posture sort of resembles a person with mild scoliosis. Max hears you hum along the song you’re listening to, your fingers tapping along the rhythm.

Max taps your shoulder. You turn to him, pulling off one of your earbuds.

“Somethin’ wrong?” you ask.

Why do you always assume something's wrong when he calls your attention? Does he really only talk to you when he has a problem?

Max gestures to the AUX, “You can connect your phone to my car.”

You gasp dramatically, a hand pressing on your chest, “You’re givin’ me AUX privilege? Truly honored.”

Max rolls his eyes.

“But I don't think you’ll like what I listen to,” you add.

“Try me.”

El Alfa songs have electrifying and infectious rhythms and Max may not understand the lyrics but not understanding the song lyrics can't stop a person from enjoying a song. El Alfa songs are the type of songs that you’ll hear in parties and in the streets.

“By the way,” Max begins. The song changes into something else—Sofia, the title reads, sung by Alvaro Soler. It's a whole different vibe from the previous song. “Thank you for giving my mum and sister flowers today. That was very thoughtful of you.”

“Just trynna be nice,” you say nonchalantly. “Glad they liked it.”

“Also, you look nice today.”

You slowly turn to him. You have this weird expression on your face like you have an aneurysm but also indigestion and mild stroke.

“Did you eat somethin’ weird at the restaurant?”

“No, I didn't.”

“Then why are you playin’ nice?”

Max rolls his eyes, “I can punch you if you want.”

“Yeah, right, as if you can. Your mother raised you too well to throw hands to the ladies.”

Max closes his mouth.

“See? I’m right,” you continue. “You’ll fight any man on the grid but you won't fight me even though I annoy you every day. You're not like your father, Max.”

Max clears his throat awkwardly. He does not know how to respond to you. You're too… too… honest.

“But thank you,” you say. “Borrowed this from my roomie ‘cuz I don't own any nice clothes.”

You wear branded clothing way too well for someone to think otherwise.

The song switches. Danza Kuduro starts playing. Max knows this one. He watched Fast Five.

Max stops the car outside the apartment building, but instead of hopping off, you rummage through your tote bag—still the cream-colored one with peach prints, it looks so worn down now—and pull out a….it looks like a beaded bracelet but it's not closed on the ends.

“What's this?” he asks when you hand it to him. Red and navy blue beads—the color of Red Bull.

“Consider this as my gift for the holidays. I made Daniel one so it makes sense that I give you one as well.”

Oh. Max blinks at you then glances down at the little thing in his palm. Something warm blooms in Max’s heart.

“That's very thoughtful of you.”

Panic follows. His head snaps up.

“But I haven't bought you anything.”

“That's okay, man,” you smile and open the door. “Thanks a lot for today.”

You step outside and close the door after you before Max can even utter another word. Max watches as you jog inside the building. He shakes his head when you disappear from his vision, hangs the beaded keychain with his keys, and drives back to where he drops his mother and sister off earlier.

Sophie notices the keychain and compliments it. She asks his son if he got into the hobby of creating things out of beads. Max shakes his head and tells her that the keychain is a gift from you.

His mother visibly lights up, “You should get her a gift!”

Max gets into thinking. Yeah, he should.

He meets you a day before your flight to Texas in the lobby of the building where you live. You gave him a keychain. It's only appropriate that he gives you keys. (You don't seem very happy with the gift though for God knows what reason but Max is adamant on giving it to you and will not stop at a no.

“I want you close,” he says, surprised by the sincerity that exited his mouth.

“Well, I don't.” Your words sting a little. Max ignores it.

He ends up giving you a different key. You say the other key is too expensive. Max is not thrilled but it's still a key and this certain key, you accept. So Max is happy.)

Max flies to Belgium a few days after you and celebrates the holidays with his mother's side of the family. He calls your cell in the middle of the night, Belgium is six hours ahead of Texas so Max is sure it's around four in the afternoon from where you are. He does not expect you to answer as quickly as you did.

“Somethin’ wrong?” your voice sounds rough like you’ve been asleep.

“Hi, uhm,” Max clears his throat. He’s a little tipsy right now and his words are flying around in his brain. “Happy holidays.”

There's a pause.

“You called me for that?”

“Can you stop being mean? It's the holidays.”

“Are you drunk?”

“Kinda?”

“Well then,” Max hears a ruffle of sheets and suddenly, he feels bad for waking you up. “Happy holidays to you, too, bud. Appreciate the effort and the money you spent on making this call. International calls are expensive as fuck.”

They're not. At least, Max thinks they're not.

“Can I get your Instagram? The one you use to talk to Daniel?”

“My priv? Why?”

“Because I just want it.”

“Brat. You can’t follow that account usin’ your public account. PR has access to your account and they’ll see my shit. I don't want them to see my shit.”

“Then, I’ll make a private account and we’ll follow each other.”

He hears you sigh.

“You promise not to give PR access to that account?”

“Hm. I promise.”

“Yeah, okay, whatever. Send me the details and I’ll follow you when I wake up, aight?”

Max giggles, “Okay.”

“Anythin’ else?”

“Nothing, nothing.”

“Aight, I’ll continue my nap. You enjoy yourself there.”

“Okay.”

Then, COVID happens.

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