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Castor Oil: The Secret to Thicker, Fuller, and Fluffy Eyebrows – Best Nourishing Eyebrow Oil

Eyebrows are a defining feature of your face, framing your eyes and enhancing your expressions. If you’ve been dreaming of achieving fuller, thicker, and fluffier brows, castor oil for eyebrow growth might just be the magic potion you need. 

This age-old natural remedy has gained a resurgence in popularity for its ability to nourish, strengthen, and promote healthy hair growth. In this guide, we’ll explore the benefits of castor oil, the best ways to apply it, and some essential tips to achieve stunning brows.

The desire for perfectly shaped, fuller eyebrows continues to dominate beauty trends, and it’s easy to see why. From everyday routines to glamorous red-carpet looks, bold brows have become a signature feature, adding depth and definition to your face. 

But what if thick, luscious eyebrows aren’t something you were naturally gifted with? Luckily, there’s a natural, budget-friendly solution that can help you achieve your brow goals: castor oil. Known for its powerful hair-nourishing properties, brow castor oil 10ml has emerged as a favorite remedy for enhancing eyebrow thickness and density without relying on costly procedures or heavy makeup.

In this blog, we’ll dive into how castor oil supports eyebrow growth, the right way to apply it, and why it’s worth adding to your beauty regimen.

So, what makes eyebrow castor oil such a beloved option for brow enhancement? The secret lies in its nutrient-packed profile. Rich in essential fatty acids, proteins, antioxidants, and vitamins, castor oil provides deep nourishment to hair follicles, encouraging healthier, stronger hair growth. Regular use of castor oil on your brows not only promotes growth but also minimizes hair breakage and thinning, resulting in naturally fuller eyebrows over time. 

Before you start using this wonder oil, let’s explore the science behind its effectiveness and why it’s considered one of the best natural remedies for eyebrow growth.

Remember, use henna eyebrow tinting kit before nourishing oil for eyebrows 

Why Choose Brow Nourishing Castor Oil Over Other Eyebrow Products?

The beauty industry offers a plethora of products claiming to boost eyebrow growth, but castor oil for eyebrow growth stands out due to its natural and chemical-free properties. Unlike synthetic serums, castor oil is affordable, easily accessible, and has been trusted for centuries as a safe and effective remedy. 

The effectiveness of castor oil for eyebrow growth lies in its nutrient-rich composition. Derived from the seeds of the Ricinus communis plant, this natural oil is loaded with omega-6 and omega-9 fatty acids, which play a vital role in nourishing and fortifying hair

Castor oil works by deeply nourishing the brow hair shaft from within. It penetrates the follicles, hydrating and supplying the nutrients each strand needs to thrive. With consistent use, castor oil can help fill in sparse patches, giving your brows a fuller, more defined appearance. 

Whether thinning eyebrows are the result of over-plucking, aging, or certain medical conditions, castor oil offers a simple yet highly effective solution to restore their natural beauty.

Benefits of Castor Oil for Eyebrow Growth

Rich in nutrients like ricinoleic acid, vitamin E, and omega-6 fatty acids, castor oil is a powerhouse of nourishment for hair. Here’s how it works to transform your brows:

1. Stimulates Hair Growth

The nutrients in castor oil for brows help boost blood circulation to the hair follicles, encouraging growth and making eyebrows appear denser over time.

2. Deeply Nourishes Hair Follicles

The oil penetrates deeply into the skin and hair follicles, providing essential hydration and nutrients that strengthen and repair brittle hairs.

3. Prevents Hair Breakage

With regular use, castor oil can reduce breakage, allowing existing eyebrow hairs to grow longer and healthier.

4. Promotes Shine and Texture

The moisturizing properties of castor oil leave your brows looking glossy and well-defined, perfect for a natural, fluffy look.

Tips for Best Results with Brow Oil

To maximize the benefits of oil for eyebrow growth, keep these tips in mind:

1. Be Consistent

Consistency is key. Buy castor nourishing oil for brows every night for at least 4-6 weeks to start seeing significant improvement.

2. Combine with a Healthy Diet

A diet rich in vitamins and minerals, especially biotin and protein, can complement the effects of castor oil for eyebrow growth.

3. Avoid Harsh Chemicals

Steer clear of harsh makeup products or treatments that can weaken your brows. Opt for natural products whenever possible.

4. Patch Test First

If you’re new to using castor oil, do a patch test on a small area of your skin to check for any allergic reactions.

5. Trim and Shape Carefully

While using brow oil, avoid over-plucking or over-trimming your brows. Let them grow naturally to achieve their fullest potential.

Conclusion

If you’re on a quest for thicker, fuller, and fluffier brows, incorporating castor oil for brows into your beauty routine could be a game-changer. With its nourishing properties and ability to stimulate growth, this natural remedy can help you achieve your dream brows with patience and consistency. 

Start your journey today by adding castor oil for eyebrow growth to your nightly regimen. Pair it with proper care and a healthy lifestyle, and watch your brows transform into the bold, beautiful frame your face deserves.

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plsss can you make a fake instagram where the reader is a lawyer

you know how to ball, i know aristotle - op81

i really liked how this one turned out ! we love sino oscar 🥰 make sure to leave your feedback

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oscarpiastri The smile on my face could only mean one thing: It’s home race weekend 🇦🇺

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oscarfan2 he looks so kissable

mclaren Australia’s National Treasure 🧡

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yourinstagram took a break from law school to finally go to my first race 🕺 SO PROUD OF YOU @oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri The perfect home race weekend 🇦🇺 I miss you already @yourinstagram 🤍

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yourinstagram i love you so much, angel. thank you for this weekend 🥺 ♥︎ by author

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oscarpiastri Little mid season recharge. Visiting my favorite future lawyer 🤎

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landonorris My kids ❤️❤️

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yourinstagram i can’t believe it’s my last week here and i’m going to be a real lawyer soon 😳

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f1updates “My girlfriend graduating from Columbia Law School next week so as soon as the job is done here I’m heading to New York. I’m really proud of here and I wouldn’t miss this moment for anything else.” - Oscar Piastri for SKY Sports

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Entry 9: The One Where You Choose Your Own Brazilian Adventure

My planned post – the “In Dedication of JVN” one where I fangirl over Jonathan Van Ness and what a fun and interesting piece of the Lukola puzzle he is – was derailed today because I was once again asked about Brazil. Well, more specifically, I was asked about whether I thought we were ever going to get those steamy, hopefully X-rated pictures, from Brazil. There’s pictures?!

In truth, I thought we’d collectively squeezed that grapefruit dry and left the rind somewhere between Italy and the Glamour Awards.

Alas, here I am writing about Brazil.

It’s funny because I’ve never thought much about Brazil. I know, I know! How could I possibly type those words without my nose growing six inches in front of my face? Well, it’s because it was always Australia that intrigued me. More on that later…

So why exactly do we believe there are pictures from Brazil? And, why do we think they are going to prove some kind of hot affair between Luke and Nicola? This theory is likely fueled by rumor; rumor born from how Luke and Nicola behaved towards each other while they were in Brazil.

I thought it would be fun to play a little game of “Choose Your Own Adventure” to determine if we’re ever going to see these alleged pictures. And, yes, I will be a very sarcastic bitch when doing this.

Before I start, though, I want to give a quick shout out to my dear friend, whom I shall call The-One-Who-Drops-Random-Pics-Into-Our-Group-Chat-and-Lets-Us-Sweat-Over-Them-for-Atleast-Three-Minutes-Before-Finally-Explaining-Them. She was a wealth of information about Brazil and even had a nice mother-daughter chat with me about the significance of a clean-shaven face (pardon me for never having dated a bearded man, which is odd because I find facial hair quite attractive).

Now, gather ‘round and I shall give you a little prologue to our adventure!

I’m sure most of you already know all about Brazil. In fact, many of you are probably self-described experts at this point. But, for those who are new here, let me go ahead and light the candles and set the ambiance for you. 

On May 19, Luke and Nicola were shuttled off to do their beach photoshoot in Brazil. You know, the one where Nicola was walking the dogs; Luke was strumming the guitar; Nicola was being all girlfriend-like fixing Luke’s jacket; Luke was gazing up at Nicola at the pub while she was touching his neck; and then there was that moment when we all thought they might kiss. Yeah, all that plus Luke’s scruffy face from the week prior suddenly appeared clean-shaven. Apparently, you can never be too “Casual” when you’re headed down south (pun intended – as was that Chappell Roan reference). And, about now is where I’ll “insert disclaimer that this is speculation only.”

The following day, we had the actual premiere. I’m not sure what those two were up to before the premiere but both were un-fucking-hinged by the time they made it to the red carpet. We had angel-face Nicola looking up at Luke like he had created the universe and Luke answering Nicola’s Little Red Riding Hood vibe with one sexy ass Big Bad Wolf persona. I mean, the bits and bobs that came out of Luke’s mouth that day! “There’s a carriage downstairs.” “I mean, in this heat, all I’m thinking about is when we didn’t have to wear clothes ‘cos that would be quite nice right now.” “I mean the show is proof that it is [okay to kiss your friends].” With Nicola whispering back, “This is true.” Then there was Luke taking that mic without taking his eyes off Nicola. We had Luke helping Nicola put on her bracelets because – God forbid! – she let go of him for 30 seconds to do it her fucking self. And, let’s not forget about the two of them holding on to each other behind that woman’s back (I’m sorry, I don’t recall her name and I’m too lazy to look it up – mainly, because I’m certain most of you don’t really care about that other woman).

We were also given snippets of Luke and Nicola at the premiere afterparty, looking like two people who, at a minimum, enjoyed each other’s company. They greeted fans outside the venue and, as they walked away together, Nicola seemingly put her hand on Luke’s lower back as if to guide him in the right direction (go ahead – let your imagination run wild – it’s a great opening for a FanFic).

Then, throw in the beach walk with the giant security guard; the interview where Nicola was wearing the fluffy pink skirt and the two of them talked about Chappell Roan’s “Kaleidoscope” (seriously, those two were listening to that song together?); Nicola couldn’t stop giggling about the “meat” of the Carriage Scene; and Luke appeared perhaps a smidge too interested in Nicola’s answer about what she looks for in a man (which fit perfectly into Luke’s “Like, how nice is it when someone notices, like, your kindness or your sense of humor?”). And, we can’t ignore them seemingly sharing a tea cup and Luke reaching for Nicola’s spoon after she’d sampled a dish. Don’t even get me started on over-analyzing Luke’s “manspread” that day.

Let’s also not forget about the rumor portion of this Brazilian escapade – because that is what fuels the sexy hot pictures theory and the central plot of our storied adventure.

Rumor has it Luke and Nicola spent a lot of time with each other in Brazil.

By themselves.

In one or the other’s room.

On the beach.

By the pool.

There were also rumors of them making out in the hotel hallway.

The only evidence we have of any “alone time” are some pictures that were dumped on X of them dining together alone, without any other members of their team.

Now that the backdrop has been set, let’s go on my little adventure.

During the summer between my 7th and 8th grade years, I was bored out of my mind. I grew up in the countryside. No neighbors. No sidewalks. No cable! Just fields, wooded areas, and my two sisters, both of whom had no interest in entertaining me that summer. My mother suggested I read. After boredom had dug itself so far into my being that I was left with no choice but to read, I finally ventured over to the bookshelf and grabbed the thinnest book I could find. It was a “Choose Your Own Adventure.”

If you don’t know what a “Choose Your Own Adventure” book is, then you (and your children) are missing out. Basically, you play the role of the protagonist and make choices to determine the outcome of your story. Sometimes you make the right choice and survive; other times you make the wrong choice and get turned into a little mouse that may or may not be eaten by a cat.

Here we go.

As the protagonist of our story, you are:

THE EMPLOYEE

You’re an employee of the hotel Nicola and Luke stayed at while in Brazil. You have sworn to maintain the privacy of hotel guests; you’ve signed a non-disclosure agreement of sorts to protect the privacy of guests, especially since you have access to VIP areas. You can be a housekeeper, a watchman, a concierge, a seven-foot-tall security guard, whatever tickles your fancy. Doesn’t matter – you’re all bound by the same provisions to protect the privacy of the hotel’s guests. But, in this story, let’s say you’re the housekeeper because – what’s that old saying – the only person who knows everything going on in the house is the maid?

You’re cleaning Nicola’s room and you find lots of signs of a man being in the room. In fact, you find a coat that looks exactly like the one Luke was wearing the night of the premiere. Oh my. As you’re leaving, you see two people making out in the hallway – headed straight towards the room you’re just leaving!  It looks like Nicola and Luke. What do you do?

Choice A: Well, you’re a pervy housekeeper so you pull your phone out and start taking pictures. I mean, those two are so into each other, they don’t even notice. You then run and play show-and-tell with your friends because you can’t keep a damn secret. Unfortunately for you, that gossip spreads faster than lice in a preschool, and hotel management tracks your ass down because, guess what, your friends can’t keep a secret either. So, congratulations on being fired. You’re meeting with the lawyers is first thing in the morning. Oh, we also need your phone and the names of all your friends.

Choice B: You respect the privacy of Nicola and Luke and simply turn and walk the opposite direction. Taking photos of them never even crossed your mind! But, damn, what a good story to tell your bestie when you get home, even if you don’t have “receipts.”

THE VIP GUEST

You’re a random guest staying at the hotel. In fact, you’re a random VIP guest staying on the same floor as Nicola and Luke. When you checked in, you signed a non-disclosure agreement. I mean, you want your privacy protected, too! And, heck, NDAs are thrown out like candy these days. You’ve seen so many at this point, you don’t even bother to read them.

You take the elevator up to your floor and, as you step into the hallway, you’re confronted with – goddammit, there’s two motherfuckers all over each other! The guy is trying to slide his key into the door, but the woman’s dress is so awkwardly large, he can’t seem to find the right slot! You realize the people look a lot like those two stars from Bridgerton, and your best friend, Effie, is a huge fan! What do you do?

Choice A: You can’t believe Effie is missing out on this excitement so, of course, you pull your phone out and start taking pictures!! I mean, that NDA you signed didn’t even cross your mind three minutes later when you were forwarding the pictures to Effie! And, because you can’t control what Effie does, she forwards the pictures to all her Bridgie buddies. The next morning you awaken to find the pictures all over X. Oopsie. You feel slightly guilty, and a bit peeved at Effie – but only until you’ve had your morning coffee.

Choice B: You take people’s privacy very seriously. Well, maybe you don’t take it that seriously, but it would be too difficult to dig your phone out of your handbag to take pictures. And, to be honest, Effie is the huge fan, not you. Plus, it seems the guy finally got that door open and damn, based on the sounds of it, he's unlocked something magical. Oh well. You’ll call Effie in the morning to tell her your story, if you remember it.

THE RANDOM STRANGER

You’re a random stranger taking an evening stroll along the beach. You love the sound of the ocean. It’s so peaceful…the sound of the waves… Ugh, what is that noise?! It sounds like – shit, it is! – two people snogging in a cabana about 10 yards away from you. Wait a minute – is that? Yeah, you think it could be! I mean, you were just at the Bridgerton premiere last night! What do you do? Without hesitation, you pull out your phone!

Choice A: You creep behind an umbrella and zoom in as close as possible with your camera! I mean, shite! You can’t believe this! How long have you been filming?  Probably longer than necessary but who cares? Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you, perhaps a seven-foot-tall presence, and you slowly turn around. Fuck! Who’s this guy?! He takes your phone, drops it to the ground, and stomps on it, shattering its insides.  Asshole.  You bend down to pick up the phone, but the man taps your shoulder and shakes his head, “No.” Well, umm, yeah, I guess you best be leaving.

Choice B: You use your camera to zoom in on the couple. Snap! Snap! Snap! Then you get the FUCK OUT OF THERE! You tell yourself you don’t look suspicious at all, even though you’re practically running and your heart is about to pound its way out of your chest! Oh, thank God, you’ve made it to your car. You start it up and, like I said, YOU GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE! You get home and take a look at the photos! Goldmine! So, should you drop them on X? Maybe be a little see-you-next-Tuesday and try to sell them to Nicola or Luke’s teams? But, hell, you don’t even know where to start with that! Or, should you just pocket them for your own pleasure? You tell me….

The End.

Yes, I am absolutely being a facetious little ass! The above scenarios were for (the most part) my own entertainment. I mean, there are so many situations where these alleged pictures could exist (these playful ones don’t even scratch the surface). But, do the pictures exist?

If we’re being logical here, you would think that, if anyone in the general public were in possession of these alleged sexy-time pictures of Luke and Nicola, or had seen them, it would be all over social media at this point. I mean, ALL OVER. So, what can we deduce from the fact that they aren’t?

That the pictures probably don’t exist. Don’t shoot the messenger! Seriously, watch where you point that thing!

But, let’s say pictures did exist. Who is the most likely person to dump them on, say, X? The hotel employee, the VIP guest, or the random stranger? I would place money on the random stranger, followed by the VIP guest. The hotel employee, who probably has the most access to VIP guests but the strongest legal barriers, would be the least likely to photo dump. What is the likelihood that someone from one of these three groups – for example, a random stranger – (a) had pictures of Luke and Nicola, (b) didn’t drop them on social media, and/or (c) didn’t share them with someone who dropped them on social media?

I’m all for a good conspiracy theory but I find this one to be a hard pill to swallow.

Maybe one person can act as a lockbox for this kind of secret, but when you start including more people, the ability to keep something (like illicit photographs of two celebrities) out of the public eye diminishes rapidly.

Remember what Benjamin Franklin said, “Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead.”

Unfortunately, this quote is incredibly accurate. The general public cannot keep secrets.

If the pictures exist, they are most likely in the possession of Luke and/or Nicola’s team (of lawyers). So, unless they’re going to sneak them on to X for giggles (I mean, it’s been known to happen), you’re probably never going to see them – and that’s assuming they even exist.

However, if you’re the housekeeper from our first adventure and you happen to have some candid photographs you’re just dying to share, just find yourself a printer – one that cannot easily be linked back to you – and print them out. Then, “accidently” drop them at the feet of someone who knows exactly what they are, and then give them enough time to take their own photos of them and send them to their best friend’s brother’s sister-in-law’s third cousin’s wife’s neighbor, who could drop them on X for us. I mean, you should be golden with seven degrees of separation.

[doomedmoth]

Not fast, just furious

Pairing : Daniel Ricciardo x Reader

Warnings : use of y/n, smau, unhinged behavior, alcohol and cigarettes consumption, kys joke, suggestive texts, chaotic fluff, grumpy x sunshine, lando getting bullied

Synopsis : During his winter break in Australia, Daniel meets a barmaid with a big heart and a bigger mouth. When she starts following him during the races, fans are a bit unsure of how to deal with her unhinged behavior and total lack of media training. Daniel loves it.

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[missmarveledsblog]

A kind of sex education part 2 (platonic cas x winchesters x reader)

Summary : after the whole porn ordeal , castiel finds tumblr and the world of fanfiction has him asking more curious questions  which the residents of the bunker are not so happy to answer . 

warnings : mentions of smutty fics , cas being the curious baby in a trench coat we love .

After the whole angel porn ordeal , they were more careful with what cas was watching not wanting  history to repeat itself . Like monitoring a toddler on an iPad. Especially given that y/n wouldn't come out of her room for days not wanting to look any of them bar sam in the eyes .  Dean even limited his teasing when it came to the subject . Today he was luckily out while cas was on laptop , Sam and Y/N were looking over some incoming cases seeing which needed to be handled first .

" interesting this is very interesting " the angel spoke making them look over both slightly relieved not see or hear an explicit image on the laptop. 

" I've been on a interesting site that led me to many other over the last couple of days " he  spoke up .

" what was that buddy" she smiled over. Their joy short lived when he uttered the next few sentences out of his mouth .

" tumblr that led me to all these other sites , did you know there is fanfiction of us like the play we seen except it's classed as what they call smut " he looked up at the two .

" why didn't  I go on the supply run ,  why am I here when he finds this shit " she cursed up at the ceiling .

" could be nothing " sam offered a weak smile .

" did you know most popular is Dean x y/n fiction seems as though you are most shipped although there are some of Dean and sam with you too " he mused .

" but I could be wrong" sam winced taking the laptop off of cas completely .

" how do you find these things " he asked looking through the tabs .

" I'm very pop culture savvy now " cas said proudly . 

" what the hell man why are you reading all these " sam groaned wanting burning his eyes out seeing an explicitly  wrong image of Dean and himself (no to wincest) .  " you are actually popular with them Y/n " sam mused .

" that's after  that stupid ghost hunting  website and chuck " she grumbled  wondering where she was going to start her new life.

" hey there's even some with you and cas " he chuckled. 

" Alaska or maybe Australia would be better it further Away " she mused .

" wow these are extremely detailed " sam continued .

" would you call Dean daddy , the stories seem to think you would " cas asked .

" what the hell did I walk into " the man in question walked into the room .

" my resignation  " she mumbled hiding her head in her arms. 

" destiel  is another popular one " sam chuckled. 

" cas found smutty fanfictions " she looked up to see the clueless expression on Dean's face.

" they suggest that Y/n is a sub and you are a Dom " the angel stated.

" wanna see if they're right sweetheart " Dean winked .

" wanna kill me cause I can't be dealing with this" she countered wondering if she could also legally change her name.

" why are they so descriptive on the parts , have they seen them" cas sat looking between the three .

" the way Dean sleeps around they probably seen his " she reasoned.

" they also suggest you like..." .

" do not even finish that one" she growled .

"so many kinks cas did you google all these" sam asked eyes widening at the search history. 

" i was looking at chucks book and comments said to check out the tumblr versions " he said looking confused to what he did wrong. " they forgot to add that birthmark just below your tits " he added matter of factly .

" when did you see her ... what he got to see i didn't" dean turned to Y/n , who honestly rather be stuck with Crowley for eternity than this .

" he walked in while i was getting dressed and it not a birthmark it's a scar from a battle with an old favourite bra "she could feel her cheeks redder than they've been so far . "i'm going to my room to pack for my new life in australia" she stormed out her room .

" she's kidding right?" dean asked looking to the mean .

" you should dom her  and make her stay , they said she responds to good girl" cas explained .

" i wonder if she would let me come with her " sam mused walking out after her.  

another awkward dinner bobby was almost afraid to ask. Although dean was smiling more than the others.

" cas read fanfiction , pornographic fan fiction " dean explained .

" i've also read some theories too, like bobby is Y/N Dad and not her uncle" cas smiled making bobby choke on his water.

"  their theories cas they're not right ... right? " she laughed but stopped when she notice bobby expression or how he would barel look at her.

" i mean it's a possibility " he mused truthfully making her jaw drop

" great more daddy issue not like the place is drowning in them with these two " she pinched the bridge of her nose and point at sam and dean.

" so the theories of dean being her soulmate are true " cas asked.

" probably " dean shrugged winking at her .

" why did i ever come here, sam wanna move to australia with me " she ignored the other three men .

" look me and your mom had a brief thing , your dad well your dad agreed while he..." . 

" australia sound nice " sam agreed cutting bobby short .

" hey stop denying our love even nerds on internet think we'd be hot together"dean spoke up .

" cas from now on stop the curiosity or so help me i will make you eat the computer  " she  groaned learning too much information for the day .

"we need to do dna test " she turned to bobby .

" you can pick me up at 7 " she turned to dean before walking out leaving the men speechless . 

" i got punished" cas pouted .

" i got a kid  kinda " bobby gulped .

" i got a date " dean smirked .

" and i got a rock ... It's a thing on tiktok ... what cass isn't the only pop culture savvy one around here " sam shrugged .

part three

[wileys-russo]

Can please write about Leah sledging (inspired by KCC photo dump) where she gets a super minor injury and gets all dramatic about it. Just needs some care and affection from her girl lol

bubble wrap II l.williamson

"lee i really don't think you should." you warned with a sigh, knowing too well that your words would fall on deaf ears with your stubborn blonde. "i'll be fine! you're so dramatic babe." leah groaned, tapping her foot impatiently as she awaited jacob to take his turn.

"snow is nice and soft. see!" you stumbled a little as a cold lump smashed you in the side of the head. "leah!" you gasped, shivering as ice cold droplets trickled down the back of your neck and your girlfriend doubled over laughing.

"if i wasn't half toward hypothermia i'd take out your good knee." you huffed snatching her beanie and tugging it over your head. "hey! too soon." leah pouted as you rolled your eyes and tucked your hands into your pockets.

"i know a way we can warm you up?" the defender grinned taking a few steps closer and wiggling her eyebrows. "or, you could chill out a little!" you lunged toward her and pushed at her shoulders before she had time to react sending her tumbling into the snow.

"oi!" the blonde gasped as now it was your turn to double over laughing. "oh sorry love, i slipped." you grinned, offering her a hand up which in fairness was a grave mistake, one leah was about to take full advantage of.

grabbing your hand she yanked and sent you flying into the snow beside her. "oh sorry angel, slipped." leah beamed happily as you punched her in the shoulder. "oh no, i'm slipping again." leah tutted, hovering over you before ducking down and pressing her lips to yours.

"you are such a child." you mumbled against her lips, though unable to stop the smile curling into them after as she hummed and squeezed your hips, teeth teasingly tugging at your bottom lip.

"oi lovebirds!" you both pulled apart as a spray of snow showered down onto you, jacob sitting with a satisfied smirk on the sled where he'd just come flying down the hill.

you watched with a chuckle and a roll of your eyes as leah scrambled to her feet and raced at her brother, ignoring your warning yells of being careful as she tackled him to the ground, the two of them rolling around.

you were grateful for the multitude of layers amanda had made you all bundle up in as you got to your own feet, though the cold was still doing a top job of nipping at your skin.

"if you're doing this babe can you hurry up please! i'm freezing my tits off here." you yelled at the squabbling siblings as they broke apart and jacob handed the sled to leah.

"please be careful leah!" you yelled after her as she waved you off and continued on her way. "she'll be right we've been doing this for years." jacob chuckled as you shoved him playfully, anxiety building as you waited leah to come flying down.

jacob picking up on your nerves busied your attention telling you all about australia where he was living now, admittedly doing quite a good job of keeping you distracted.

the sound of cheering however snapped you right back into it, leah hollering as she raced down the hill, getting a lot more speed than jacob seemed to as your eyes widened.

"babe slow down!" you yelled, you and jacob jumping back out of the way as she came hurtling toward you, hitting a small bump of snow and flying off, skidding face first through the snow.

in typical sibling fashion jacob fell down in laughter as you hurried over to make sure she was okay. "you idiot!" you huffed as leah clutched at her stomach in laughter, pulling herself to sit up and shaking the snow out of her hair.

"you're supposed to ride the sled leah not your face!" jacob managed to get out, the blonde tossing a handful of snow in his direction as you grabbed the sled before leah could.

"nah uh, you're done." you warned, palming it off to jacob who set off up the hill again to continue, leahs cousin ben running after him as he returned from a toilet break, groaning that he missed leahs big stack as she flipped him off.

"babe come on!" leah laughed as you took off, clearly annoyed with her as she followed after you back toward the cabin you were staying in with most of leahs family for the week.

"no! i told you to be careful, you've got one and a half knees leah you've not got many to spare with a stupid sledding accident right before your return." you shot back at her over your shoulder as she hurried to catch up with you.

"baby it wasn't-" you heard her hiss in pain and spun around, raising an eyebrow. "what was that?" you questioned her as she caught up. "might have sprained my wrist?" she smiled guiltily as you sighed, gently taking it off her and rotating it.

"you can rotate it, thats a good sign." you sighed with a shake of your head. "think i need a personal nurse to make sure i'm okay. would you know where i could find one?" leah grinned as you withheld the urge to smile.

"i can see those little dimples my girl, can't hide that from me."

~

"how is it one to ten babe?" you asked, having just tucked your girlfriend into bed after washing her hair for her. "about a six?" leah sighed, wincing a little as she rolled it in a circle.

"i warned you." you tutted but placing a gentle kiss to her wrist. "hey hey my lips are a bit sore too, and they're a ten." leah pouted tapping her lips as you smiled knowingly.

"mm well we can't have that can we?" you sat down on the edge of the bed as leah shook her head. "you'd be a pretty shit nurse if you ignored my obvious agony." leah groaned in mock pain as you rolled your eyes pecking her lips sweetly a few times. "movie?"

"hot chocolate and a movie?" leah asked hopefully, pouting again. "extra marshmallows right?" you sighed as your girlfriend nodded with a beaming grin. "i love you, very very much." the blonde leaned up to kiss you a few more times.

"ice it please." you pulled away, tapping the ice pack on her lap and standing up, heading downstairs as leah clicked on the tv and started to browse movies with her good hand.

"hows your patient then? heard she took a tumble." amanda smiled, making herself a tea as you started to get out what you needed. "she'll live but we might need to amputate." you grinned teasingly, falling into conversation with her, having been with leah for almost three years you'd felt welcomed into the family right from the first time you'd met them.

"baby hurry!" you sighed hearing leah call out from your shared room, amanda giving you a look. "duty calls." you grabbed the mugs and turned to leave but amanda stopped you before you could.

"you know she isn't actually injured right love? leah does this when she wants attention and feels shes getting the wrong end of the stick. used to work wonders on her poor father when she was younger and he was hopelessly gullible!" the woman chuckled with a shake of her head.

"i don't know it was a decent fall she had, slid a good three metres on her face." you hesitated as the woman only laughed again.

"her face love, not her wrist. leahs been doing every sort of sport she could from the moment she could walk, she knows how to take a fall without landing on her wrist i promise you." the woman squeezed your shoulder and headed back toward the living room as you frowned.

"baby!"

with a roll of your eyes now you moved upstairs, very careful not to spill the hot chocolates as leahs face lit up and you placed them carefully on the side table.

you ignored her grabby hands and stared her down firmly. "what! what you lookin at me like that for?" leah frowned as you continued, staying silent and waiting for her to crack. "baby, stop it." leah huffed as you quirked an eyebrow.

"think fast!" you grabbed a decorative fake pinecone off the table and tossed it at her, and right as you assumed her dominant hand moved to catch it with ease, which was also her sprained wrist.

"oh well would you look at that! all recovered then?" you crossed your arms as a guilty smile crept onto the girls face. "you're such a good nurse its a miracle?" leah tried as you shook your head.

"you are such a sop! you just want attention as if i don't give you it whenever you want anyway." you collapsed on top of her with a roll of your eyes. "you were upset with me after the fall and i thought it might have been a night of stony silence." leah admitted, hands falling to tangle in your hair.

"because i told you to be careful!" you tried to sit up with a huff. "hey." she gently held you down. "i know you worry, but we're through the worst of it all now. if i spend the rest of my life holding back and stressing out there's a higher risk of injury then if i just go back and live my life. you can't wrap me in bubble wrap forever baby girl!" leah smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"no but the day you're back on that pitch i'll be there with one hand over my eyes and a strong alcoholic beverage in the other." you teased as she affectionately flicked your ear.

"so long as you're there baby you could wear a blindfold and i'd be a happy happy woman."

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The Joke's On

Hi guys!

This is a request but I can't find it and that's break my heart because the idea was sooo fun to write 😔 Dear anon where are you, please come back?

Well I'm not really happy with the end, but please enjoy this one 🙃

TW : People scaring people, a lot of angst, (fake) blood.

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Alessia is a spontaneous and adorable girl and this is probably what you prefer about her. Not to mention her beautiful smile, her incredible blue eyes and her little angel face. You fall in love with her the very first time your eyes lay on her. You were first friends, before you try to make a move by asking her on a date. The rest is history and you are both very happy.

You realized pretty soon after you met her that scaring her was something really easy and you have to admit that you abuse it a little. Whether during your trainings or in your apartment, every opportunity is good to make her jump or scream. And if you can film it to keep those memories, it’s even better.

Even if it must bore her in the long run, Alessia doesn't seem to hold it against you, laughing once the fear has passed. At least it was what you imagined.

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With the Arsenal team, after celebrating New Year, you flew to Portugal for a training camp. You enjoy this kind of moment generally, because it allows the team to get together and enjoy themselves after a little separate time. It’s more appreciated for you as you fly away with your girlfriend, both playing for Arsenal.

After having celebrated Christmas separately, Alessia joined you in your native Ireland to celebrate New Year together. You then flew back to London, where you flew with the rest of the team to Portugal. Climate change is significant, even if it rains almost as much as in London. This isn't where you will perfect your tan, unlike Katie and Caitlin who were coming back from Australia tanned like never before.

Speaking of Katie, it's with your compatriot that you return to the hotel after your little night walk. Alessia refused to accompany you, like all the others finally. This didn't surprise you, today’s training was particularly physical and tiring. But if you don’t have your little night walk, you can’t fall asleep.

"Where’s Lessi?" you ask, frowning, once you joined the team in the common room.

Most of them sit in front of the television, but there’s no trace of your girlfriend.

"She said she wanted to wash her hair, I think" Lia says, smiling nicely.

You smile while rolling your eyes. Alessia has a very special hair care routine and you like to tease her about it. This doesn't prevent you from regularly offering to brush her hair or dry it, loving to take care of her and the smile she offers you when you do it.

"I’ll go see her" you decide, going to the elevators.

"Don’t do things I wouldn’t do" Katie teases you maliciously.

Blushing in spite of yourself, you show her your middle finger before leaving the room and joining the room that Alessia shares with Lotte. The staff having the habit of not putting couples together, you find yourself with Caitlin. Which is not disturbing since you like the young woman, but you’d rather sleep with your girlfriend.

Out of pure politeness, you knock on the door before sliding the magnetic card she gave you earlier. You are however surprised to see that the room is plunged into darkness, just like the bathroom. Either Alessia did it faster than usual, or she changed her mind.

Leah not being in front of the television either, you go to the room that she shares with Katie.

"Is Alessia with you?" you ask your captain once she opened the door.

"No, just Beth and Viv. Why?"

"She’s not downstairs and she’s not in her room" you answer with a frown.

"Did you try calling her?" asks Beth from the bed where she’s sitting on.

You shake your head and take your phone out of your pocket to try to call her, Leah pulling you inside the room so you don’t get stuck in the hallway.

"Are you sure she’s not downstairs?" asks Leah

"Yeah. Lia told me she went up to her room" you mumbled

When you land on her voicemail after several tones, your eyebrows are so wrinkled that Leah would be jealous. You look at your phone screen as if it was responsible for the silence of your favorite blonde, before writing her a message.

"Oh look at this poor little thing missing, her sweetheart’s hugs" teases you Beth.

You roll your eyes once again, before putting your phone back in your pocket, checking that it's not silent to hear Alessia’s answer.

"Go back check downstairs, maybe she went down when you went up"

You approve Viv’s advice before coming out of the room to go to the ground floor. You take a look in Alessia’s room and in yours by the way, both completely empty. And, when you find yourself again in the TV room without any Alessia on the horizon, you look so defeated that it seems to alert Manu.

"You all right, Mate?"

It draws the attention of others to you and you shrug your shoulders. In truth, her disappearance is beginning to worry you. All the others, except Beth, Viv and Leah are here.

"I can’t find Alessia"

"Isn’t she in our room?" Lotte wonders and you shake your head negatively.

"In Leah’s? Or yours?" Katie asks.

But you shake your head twice at these proposals, nervously passing your hand in your hair.

"It’s starting to worry me" you whisper to Katie.

You know you’re probably gonna get teased by one or two people, but when her eyes cross yours, Katie understands that you’re serious. You see her exchange a look with Caitlin before getting up from the chair on which she had settled.

"I’ll help you look for it, she must not be far"

She puts a hand on your shoulder while training with her outside the room.

"I’m coming with you" Kyra proposes, standing on her legs.

"She's not answering her phone either" you inform them.

At Katie’s request, you try to call her again but in vain. You take a look in the common areas of the hotel, even going to the gym. But after looking almost everywhere, there is no trace of your blonde.

"Let’s go back to the rooms" proposes Kyra by heading to the elevators.

You follow them mechanically, pulling out your phone to try to reach her again.

"What is that?"

You’re not paying attention to Kyra’s question, until Katie approaches what the Australian is pointing at. When Katie gets up with something in her hand, you feel your stomach drops.

"It's Lessi's phone!"

You almost rip the phone out of Katie’s hands, turning on the screen to see that the oldest notifications are two hours old. There are also your missed calls and messages. When you look up at your two teammates, your face is livid.

"I’ll call the police" you decide without hesitation.

"There must be a logical explanation, Y/N, don’t panic" Kyra kindly tells you.

"Alessia has been missing for two hours, no one knows where she is and her phone is found on the floor in the hotel hallway! What more do you need, Kyra seriously?"

"Stay calm, don’t yell at her" Katie steps in and puts a hand on your shoulder.

But you just glare at her. That’s when Leah’s room opens, revealing your captain’s face.

"Why are you making all this noise?" asks the blonde.

"Less is missing, she’s nowhere to be found and her phone was on the floor in the hallway" you almost yell at Leah, hoping for a little more support.

You’re almost reassured to see Leah’s blemish face. She also knows Alessia well and they’re friends.

"Maybe she went for a walk too?" asks Beth.

"Less?" snorts Leah

"Nah, if she didn’t want to follow her missus, she wouldn’t have left by herself" Katie add.

"Keep talking, I’ll get my jacket and then I’ll tell Jonas I’m going to the cops"

You lose patience quickly, nerves more tense than ever. You died of worry, it's not in Alessia’s habits to disappear like this without even taking care to warn anyone. You can already imagine the worst-case scenarios, the main one being a kidnapping of your girlfriend by a psychopath.

"I’m coming with you"

In two seconds, Leah puts on her jacket and follows you to Alessia’s room.

"I left it here" you mumble to Leah, opening the door for the third time this evening.

But this time, as you take your jacket off a chair in the room something catches your eye. Something you haven’t seen before.

"Leah" you call in a fear voice

"What?"

The blonde was waiting for you at the open door and slide her head through the yawn. Your finger shakes when you point the red puddle on the ground.

"You said you checked the room!" exclaims Leah with wide eyes

"I did! I hadn’t seen it before!"

You feel panic so much that you wonder if you’re not going to throw up. You don't know what you will find when you open the bathroom door, in truth you don't really ask yourself, which is probably better that way.

The bathroom light turns on suddenly when the door is open. And, instead of facing a horror scene, you find yourself facing a laughing Alessia who jumps on you.

"Gotcha!"

You are too shocked to react, not realizing that almost all of your teammates are now in the corridor to witness Alessia’s victory. Leah highfive with Alessia above your head when you finally realize what just happened.

"Did you know about this?" you ask Katie, still half stunned by the outcome of the evening.

"Of course we did, we even helped her set it up" laughs Katie, triggering more laughter around you.

"Traitor" you moan, holding back a smile.

Katie laughs again and your eyes fall on Alessia’s delighted face when your best friend takes the others out of the room to "let you back on earth".

"Are you okay?" asks Alessia, looking uncertain, seeing you always looking stunned.

"I hate you" you mumble and smile in spite of yourself.

Alessia laughs and fondly hugs you to kiss your head.

"Oh baby, I’m sorry. But maybe now you’ll think twice before you hide a plastic spider in my sneakers. Or stick a photo of gollum on my rearview mirror. Or…"

"Okay, Okay Babe. I get it"

You’ve probably never been so calm in a long time as at the end of the evening, to the delight of your teammates and your girlfriend. The blonde probably ends up feeling a little guilty, since she begs Leah to accept that you and Lotte swap rooms for the night so you can sleep together. Faced with Alessia’s level of supplication, Leah finally gave in.

So it’s with pleasure that you snuggled up against Alessia after your shower and put on your pajamas. The pretty blonde doesn't wait before passing an arm around your waist to hold you against her.

"Aren’t you mad at me?" asks Alessia after a few seconds of silence.

You’re amused by the question, but don’t be surprised either. The kindness and benevolence of the blonde are known to everyone. It even surprises you that she managed to put all this together without changing her mind and thinking that it might cause you too much panic.

"Nah. I’m actually quite impressed with what you managed to organize" you admit.

Your finger drawing shapes on her belly, you feel it contracting when she laughs softly. Again, you can’t help but smile. Her laughter is the sweetest of melodies to your ears.

"I asked Katie and Leah to help me. And then we got everyone involved. There’s just Kyra who didn’t know, we were too afraid that she would give you information unintentionally."

You hum for any answer, continuing to slide your finger on her skin. Tonight’s emotions tired you to be completely honest.

"I really thought something had happened to you" you admit quietly after another moment of silence.

You know perfectly well that Less could tease you a little more, but you also know that she’s not going to do it before you open your mouth.

"I’m fine. And I’m right here with you"

She tightens you against her and you find yourself lying almost entirely on her, which you will not complain about at all.

"On the other hand if now I do not let you take a step without having stuck me to you, you should not complain"

"It fits me perfectly. Now please kiss me."

[dilemmaontwolegs]

Hey! Love the temptation danny story so much! Can i have a follow up request where reader has to go home for vacation due to a family reunion while danny is off somewhere for testing and she tells danny that its ok that she goes alone since he is busy but he keeps insisting that they should go together but reader has already booked a flight and the next following days while the family reunion is going on danny just arrives and everyone gets so starstruck by him and he is so possessive of her while the reunion is going on, LOVE THE FICS BTW YOU ARE AN AWESOME WRITER

The Taste of Temptation || DR3 {6}

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, angst, smut, fluff (two part request) WC: 3.4K F1 Masterlist Story: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven Snapshots: One || Two || Three || Four || Five

Wednesday “Honestly, it’s fine,” you reassured him for the seemingly hundredth time. 

Daniel’s suitcase was at the door beside yours except the planes you were leaving from in Nice were going in two very different directions.

“It’s not fine,” he muttered as he checked his Passport was in his back pocket before pulling you into his arms. “I was looking forward to seeing your family again. They’re going to be mine soon too.”

You smiled at the reminder and brushed your thumb over the engagement ring. “You’ll see them at Christmas.”

“Not everyone,” he pointed out. The Christmas get together was going to have both of your immediate family members, with his flying out from Australia. “I want to talk to your cousins.”

“What? Why?” You pulled back to see the mischievous look in his eyes and the smile that promised he was up to something.

“Cousins always tell the truth,” he chuckled. “And I want to know what you were really like as a kid.”

“I was a little angel.”

His hands roamed over your body to settle on your ass and he pulled you flush against him as he teased, “What happened?” 

You giggled as you rose on your tiptoes and grazed your nose along his throat before resting your lips on his jaw as you teased him right back, “I fell for a man with a wicked tongue.”

You could see the darkening in his eyes and his lips parted with a filthy suggestion on the tip of his tongue but the blaring of an alarm from his jeans drew a groan out instead. “I’m going to have blue balls for the flight now.”

“You should probably take care of that.”

“It’s a 30 minute drive to the airport, Kitten, you could take care of it along the way.”

It was a strange feeling returning to the town you had grown up in. The streets remained the same, trees lining the curb and kids playing in the front yards, but the faces were all unrecognisable. Like you, most of the people you knew had fled as soon as they finished high school, searching for something bigger than what this place could offer. 

Nearly every parking space on the street was taken by your extended family but your dad had saved one for you near the house with the recycling bin. It was a good thing too because Daniel had kind of spoiled you as he walked you to your boarding gate. He hadn’t been able to resist dragging you into the duty free shops in the terminal and now the extra baggage was missing the pair of hands that carried it for you. You had told him it was too much but he just kissed you until you forgot about arguing. It wasn’t fair, you could never win an argument when he cheated like that. 

You got the feeling everyone had been waiting for you because the moment your car door closed they all filed out of the house to come and help with your luggage.

“There’s the city-slicker, welcome home,” Vanessa greeted with a kiss on your cheek before pouting as she saw the empty front seat. “Damn, thought you were bringing the sugar daddy with you.”

“Don’t call him that, he’s not my sugar daddy,” you warned with a roll of your eyes but your cousin clearly wasn’t paying attention. “Daniel is with the Red Bull guys in Japan for some big event. He wishes he could come but they called in everyone: Scotty, Liam, Mad Mike, they all had to be there too. ”

Your dad took the suitcase from your hand and nodded understandingly. “That’s a shame, but at least my little girl has finally come home.”

Your bedroom hadn’t changed all that much since you left to go to university and you could see the pin pricks and faded lines in the wallpaper outlining where your posters used to be. 

“Ohh, this is gorgeous,” Nessa grinned as she helped herself to the garment bags, the tags still on the designer clothes Daniel had bought you. “So am I going to meet this not-your-sugar-daddy before the wedding?”

“You could come to Christmas if you want, and go ahead, try it on,” you sighed before flinching at the squeak she made before abandoning her clothes like you were still kids and stepping into the first dress. “Nice to see you haven’t outgrown stealing my clothes.”

“There’s a reason we are the same size, it's fate. Karma herself said, Nessa, you deserve to wear nice things too,” she joked as she turned around. “Do me up?”

“You are so full of shit,” you laughed as you zipped her up. “Am I going to get that back?”

“Do you have a sugar daddy?”

“No.”

“Well there's your answer.” 

Friday “Hey Kitten,” Daniel greeted with a bright smile when the video call connected. “How’s it going?”

You leaned the phone against your mirror so you could continue to apply your makeup and held up two shades of lipstick. “Just getting ready to go out with Nessa. How’s the event? I haven’t seen many pictures.”

“Left hand, and you won’t - they are keeping everything under wraps until they have finished filming. Think the Melbourne GP promo vid, but bigger…”

You opened the lipstick he chose, the one you knew he would since he always complimented the shade on you - and when it transferred to his skin too. He fell silent as he watched you lean closer into the mirror, leaving the swell of your breasts filling his screen.

“Kitten…I wish I was there,” he sighed when you pulled back and blew him a kiss to show the colour off. 

“I wish you were here too,” you admitted, taking the phone with you as you sat on the bed and hugged your pillow. “Two days down, four to go.”

“You’re still counting in days? I’m counting in hours, fuck it, minutes.” He sent you a screenshot and you saw the countdown timer on his homescreen, the hours and minutes slowly ticking away until you were reunited. “Where are you and Nessa going? Is Carter going too?”

You shook your head at the question. Vanessa’s brother was far too busy with his new girlfriend to want to go to the local bar. “He’s too cool to hang out with us at the Old Oak Inn.”

Daniel sat up a little straighter and didn’t appear too pleased at the news. “Is anyone going with you?”

“Ness.”

“You know what I mean,” he huffed, “who is going to look out for you two?”

“Everyone knows everyone here, baby, we’ll be fine.” You gave him a smile as your chest warmed with the same gooey feeling you got every time he worried about you. “I love you, my protective he-man.”

“I love you too, Kitten,” his face softened until he heard Max calling his name outside his hotel door. “Send me lots of pictures, baby, I wanna see my gorgeous girl having fun.”

Nessa burst into the room as you ended the call and ripped the pillow away from your arms. “Get up, bitch, the taxi is here.”

The bar had changed a lot since you last went, the atmosphere more akin to a club than a pub, and you narrowed your eyes at Nessa who just grinned back. “You said it was a chill night out.”

“I lied,” she said with a shrug. “We can go back if you’d rather get in a fight over monopoly?”

 You cringed at the thought so she dragged you through the busy room and straight to the bar. 

“Holy shit, we have royalty in the house,” an old school friend greeted as he tended to the bar. “Did Monaco get too busy?”

“Not quite, Mark, I’m just back for a family reunion.” He placed your old favourite drink down without having to ask and you quirked an eyebrow at it.

“I have a good memory, but it might taste better than it did in the old plastic cups we drank out of,” he laughed before pouring a bourbon for Nessa. “Milady.”

He wandered off to serve someone else and you turned to Nessa. “You and Mark?”

“A few times, you know, just a bit of fun,” she said as she winked at him when he glanced back. “Oh, head down, Andrew’s here.”

You ducked into her arms and kept your head down until she said you were safe and sighed with relief. “Jesus, everyone really does come here. Is there any other bar around?”

“If you want to catch an STD off the bar top, sure. Plus, your high school sweetheart will probably find his way to Ruby’s later anyway.”

“We dated for like four months, I wouldn’t call him my highschool sweetheart,” you scoffed. 

Nessa’s brow lifted. “Need I remind you he took your V Card? Your first always has a teeny tiny place in your heart.”

“Not mine, and Danny took my A Card so that trumps it.”

“A Card…?” she trailed off before her eyes widened in realisation. “Ew gross. Did it hurt?”

“I’m not telling you anything.”

“Whatever, we both know how you get after a few drinks.” She grabbed your phone and held it up as she raised her glass and you clinked them together before tipping them back. “Perfect. And done.”

You barely caught your phone as she carelessly tossed it back and you saw she hadn’t sent it to Danny but uploaded it to Instagram. “Fucksake, Nessa, you left the location on.” 

You had learned quite quickly that most of the people that followed you only used it to see updates Daniel might not have posted himself, including using the locations of your posts thinking Daniel would be with you. It had led to a few scary situations before you learned to keep your location off or at least generalised - but she had tagged the Old Oak Inn.

Taking another photo with a pout, you posted it with the caption, ‘half of my soul is half a world away, miss you danielricciardo’ and hoped it would stop some people within driving distance from making the pointless journey hoping to see Danny.

You opened the photo again and zoomed in to see Andrew in the background, his eyes clearly looking at your ass when the camera snapped.

“What made you happy all of a sudden?” Nessa asked as she returned with fresh drinks.

“Danny’s on his way,” you giggled nervously as you clutched your phone to your chest.

“I thought he couldn’t come.”

“He couldn’t, and he shouldn’t, but I don’t think there’s anyone with the balls to stop him. He can be a little stubborn sometimes.” It was a severe understatement and if he wasn’t such a good driver you were certain he would have been fired for some of the escapades he found himself in because he got a little overprotective and possessive when he was away from you. “Christian Horner offered me a job just so I could be wherever Daniel was and keep him in line, but I think it was a joke.”

“You need to accept it, joke or not, your man is whipped for you.”

You took a sip of your drink before you spilled the truth about who really did the whipping and pondered the idea you had initially laughed off. You could still work a similar role with Red Bull, so maybe it shouldn’t have been brushed off so quickly. For tonight, you would focus on having fun with Nessa and catching up with old friends.

Saturday You groaned at the dawn light that brightened the room as the curtains were ripped aside and rolled over. “Nessa, piss off.”

“Something bothering you, kitten?”

You probably looked like a zombie coming to life as you threw your blankets back and rushed up to meet Daniel as he climbed onto the bed. The old frame creaked unused to the extra weight on it but you didn’t care if it collapsed, you weren’t letting go of Daniel once he was in your arms. 

“You’re actually here,” you murmured against his lips when you finally broke apart to breathe. You had kept looking over your shoulder all night expecting him to appear but when the bar closed and he still hadn’t arrived your hope had simmered down.

His smile was blinding as he brushed your messy hair back and buried his face in your neck with a deep inhale. He was a cat high on catnip the moment his nose brushed your racing pulse and he guided you back into the sheets as he caged you beneath him. “Told you I’d see you soon.”

“My parent’s room is next door,” you whispered as his hips settled between your legs and he teased you when he rolled them against you.

“Then I suggest you find something to bite,” he chuckled, his fingers slipping into your panties and feeling how your body had instantly reacted to his touch, “because I have missed you so much. I just need to feel you around me. right now.”

His lips parted and he sighed at the pretty sight as he dragged your panties down your legs. “There’s my pretty kitty,” he mused as he shuffled down the bed so he could settle between your legs, kissing your thighs softly as he reacquainted himself after three days apart. “Have you missed me?”

“Like crazy.”

“She thinks I’m talking to her,” he whispered and you felt the warmth of his breath on the sensitive spot he was confessing to. You giggled at the silly man and squirmed with the silent plea for him to stop talking and do more, the bed creaking with the movement. Daniel grabbed your hips and held them still so the bed fell silent before shaking his head with an amused smirk. “Impatient little minx.”

Rather than take the taste you knew he wanted, he flipped you onto your knees and pushed your head into the pillow to silence the sounds that spilled forth as he curled two fingers into your cunt. A few flicks of his wrist were the only preparation he gave your body before his shorts were halfway down his thighs and he replaced his fingers with his cock. 

Your pillow heated with the heavy moan that filled it and it grew damp as your teeth clamped down on the satin slip. It had only been three days but the burn of the stretch danced the fine line between pleasure and pain until he reached around your hip and found your clit. 

“Fuck you’re tight, kitten,” Daniel grunted, his lip almost bleeding as he bit it to keep quiet and pulled back a little so you could acclimate to his size again. “You okay, baby?”

You answered by pushing yourself back, needing him as much as he needed you, and you relished in the full feeling when your ass met his body. His heavy breathing broke the quiet morning and he covered your back, pressing his lips to your spine and following the line to your neck. 

“Lay down for me.”

Unwilling to part with you for a moment, he helped you onto your stomach and carefully shifted until his legs were outside of yours and your thighs pressed together. The pillow muffled your moans as the position increased the feeling of fullness and he rode you with long smooth strokes, keeping the bed from creaking.

“Three days was too much, kitten,” he confessed quietly as he kissed your shoulder. “I can’t go a day without you. Want you with me, always.”

Despite the exhaustion of the late night and early wake up, you weren’t able to get back to sleep, even with Daniel there to spoon you. A knock at your door had put an end to that plan and you were reminded that everyone was getting ready to go to the lake for a day out on the water.

Everyone except Vanessa were surprised to see Daniel joining you for breakfast and you got the best pick of the cooked meal while they all fawned over the celebrity.

“Alright, alright, leave him be,” you said as you moved them along and handed him a plate you had filled before sitting on his lap. Seats were in short supply with so many people coming and going that you were happy to share one. “I know he’s a bit weird but try to treat him normally.”

“Morning, Sugar,” Nessa teased quietly as she took the seat beside him.

“Ness…meet Daniel, officially,” you said, since she had seen him on a video call.

“We met this morning, didn’t we, Sugar? Who do you think let him in? We had a great chat about you.”

She was finding it too amusing and Daniel’s shoulder bounced with a laugh as he stuffed bacon into his mouth to avoid commenting. “I thought you were joking.”

“I told you, cousins always tell the truth,” he chuckled before kissing your cheek. “She didn’t tell me anything new though; I already knew you were smart and beautiful.”

“She was just saying that so she could keep the Givenchy dress she stole.”

“Pfft, not true, but I can totally play it up if you want to part with the Jimmy Choos too.” She turned her attention to Daniel who had been thoroughly enjoying the interaction while idly massaging your hip. “Did she tell you that she climbed up a tree to save a cat? The fire department gave her a medal for it. Or this one time she single-handedly stopped a bank robbery.”

“Oh my god,” you snorted at the absurdity.

“Don’t get me started on how she took down an international crime syndicate with a muscle car.”

“Who am I? Vin Diesel? Just shut up.”

“No, no, give me more,” Daniel encouraged. “I thought Lando was imaginative but this is next level.”

You could see the moment her train of thought was lost and a sly smile grew. “Think you could introduce me?”

“To Lando? No way, you would eat him alive.”

“Come on, I introduced you to Drew so you owe me.” You felt Danny’s hand stop the calming circles and wished she had kept her mouth shut as he asked who Drew was. “Andrew, her first boyfriend, well only boyfriend before you, I thought you would have known, my bad.”

Breakfast was fairly quiet after that and you knew Daniel had questions he was just waiting to ask when he got you alone. Fortunately, you could put them off for a few hours as you all set off to the lake, the distraction of you in a bikini enough to placate him in the meantime.

“So this Andrew…” he stated as he pulled you into his arms and waded out deeper into the warm water. “Why haven’t I heard about him?”

“Because it was years ago?”

“Did you love him?”

“I was 17, I didn’t know what love was,” you laughed as you combed your fingers through his hair. “Are you jealous?”

“No,” he scoffed, but it was clearly a lie.

“Baby, you’re the only man I have ever loved, and the only one I will ever love - with one exception.” His eyes narrowed and you giggled as you kissed his cheek. “If we have a kid someday and it’s a boy, then I would love him too.”

The corners of his eyes wrinkled with the smile that split his face. “I suppose I could live with that.”

“Good, so forget about Andrew. You are everything I want and need.”

“So long as I don’t have to cross paths with the bastard that took your innocence.”

There were only two days left before you flew back to Monaco, what were the chances?

Click here for part seven.

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[its-all-papaya]

do you have any clingy/possessive landoscar thoughts? 🤔

Yes. I do have thoughts. Thank you for asking.

tell me what you wish I'd write

I am… obsessed with clingy needy Lando. And I don’t write him suuuuper that way a lot, I usually try and rein him in, but if you want me to be self-indulgent, I can and will.

snippet at the end!

update: second bonus snippet here

Lando basically always wants Oscar. His attention, his laughter, his hands, his everything. All of it. All the time. Lando’s always been like that with the people he cares about. Max F, Carlos, everybody he’s ever dated… He knows he’s needy. He can usually keep a pretty good handle on things, though (he’s had a lot of practice). But sometimes, when his guard is down or when things are bad, his control over it slips a bit. And with Oscar, it’s like it’s ten times worse.

Even before they were properly close, Lando would get drunk and start asking after Oscar. His teammate was never out with them, but Lando would have his eighth drink in the club, or he’d do some lines with Max, or whatever, and it would be “I wish Oscar was here” and “can you call Oscar and ask if he’ll meet us?” and “I bet Oscar’s still awake, should I text him?” Extremely noticeable. And some of Lando’s more casual friends would be kind of blindsided because - again - Lando’s really good at being normal about Oscar when he’s got his whole brain to work with. But it’s Saturday night in Monaco over winter break and he says “it’s morning in Australia, I can FaceTime Oscar, right?” and his friends are like “didn’t know it was like that, mate?”

(He does FaceTime Oscar, on his walk home when there’s nobody to stop him, smile dopey as soon as Oscar picks up. The sun is shining in the background and making Oscar kind of glow around the edges, and Lando says “you look like an angel” and Oscar laughs and that’s even worse, Jesus, “you’re so pretty, Oscar, did you know?” and Oscar had been in the middle of a workout, but he sucks on his water bottle and grins and lets Lando talk nonsensically at him for 15 straight minutes until he’s safe and locked into his apartment with a glass of water on his bedside table. “Put some paracetamol out for yourself in the morning, okay? And sleep tight, Lando.” “Thanks, angel.”)

The second season is really different. They’re much looser and Lando forgets more often that he’s supposed to be holding himself back, giving Oscar space. It’s stupid, he’s been doing it with everyone all his life, but it’s like Oscar wipes his mind blank, and he’s weaseling his way under his arm every other minute at the MTC, hooking a chin over his shoulder while they review data, following him into his driver’s room after practice and talking Oscar through his entire hour, every lap. Oscar never really tells him off, though. He just nods and smiles his quiet smile and drops odd comments when Lando lets his train of thought go a little too far off track.

Getting closer with Oscar is probably a mistake for at least one of them, because it’s like giving Lando’s brain permission to think about him even more. Oscar’s thread is always near the top when Lando opens WhatsApp, and tapping his number to call is too near to muscle memory for Lando to talk himself out of it when he’s drunk. More often than not when he’s out, the night begins and ends with Oscar - a “coming tn?" as Lando walks in and a blurry, giggly “‘lo, Osc,” through a dark front camera on his way out.

Oscar starts out with a hint of decorum. He’ll throw a shirt on before answering Lando’s call, flick the bedside lamp on, and prop his phone up so his face is mostly in frame. That lasts a few weeks, then he starts answering in the middle of whatever he’s already doing (like brushing his teeth, one memorable time, when Lando had insisted on counting up to 120 for him to make sure he did a satisfactory job) and in whatever state he’s already in. By China, Oscar’s answering from bed half the time, face barely discernible in the dark of the hotel room, mostly just mumbling “mhm” while Lando tells him all about what he’s gotten up to at the bars.

SNIPPET (kind of? this was a bullet point and then I realized I was typing actual prose so it’s a bit of a blend… bare with me… it was like 2am for me when this was cooked up…)

Oscar doesn’t come out after Miami. But he does - and he’d deny this to anybody except Lando himself, probably, and even then only when Lando’s too fucked up to remember it - stay up waiting for Lando’s call. He’d congratulated Lando in person multiple times at the track, but it doesn’t feel the same. It’s embarrassing to admit, but as much as he used to find Lando’s drunk calls a little inconvenient (though always distantly amusing) he’s grown quite attached to them somewhere along the line - the quiet intimacy, the little jokes and admissions and compliments Lando hands out when he’s far gone and using Oscar to bring himself down. Lando doesn’t call anybody else like that (Oscar had asked him once, when he was waiting for his Uber in some city or another at half two in the morning). It’s just for them - a special them. 

It gets late, though. Lando always rings late, but it gets late enough that Oscar starts worrying that Lando won’t call at all, that he’s taken someone home, or he’s passed out on someone’s couch, or he’s planning to be out so late it turns right over to early the next day instead. The sun is rising when his phone finally goes off. He’s dozed a bit on and off, the exhaustion of his own race winning out for minutes at a time, but he’s left his ringer on to make sure he doesn’t miss Lando. It’s a special occasion, yeah? He can’t be held accountable. He just doesn’t want to be the one responsible for bringing Lando down from his high inadvertently by shirking his cooldown call. 

Anyway, it’s past 4 a.m. when Oscar’s jolted from his half-daze by the notification, and he sees he’s missed a few texts ahead of time, asking if he’s awake. He hadn’t answered, obviously, but Lando’s calling anyway. Oscar’s too tired, brain too soft and amorphous, to decide how to feel about that at the moment.

“Morning, angel,” he says when he picks up. It’d started as a joke, as most of their little idiosyncrasies had, a reversal, but it’s probably not totally that anymore.

“Oscar,” Lando says. Oscar had expected him to be loud, still riding out his high, but he’s practically whispering. When Oscar finally musters up the will to check the screen, Lando’s in the dim dark somewhere. All quiet.

“Yeah, babe.” They don’t talk like this normally. It’s like these calls exist in a liminal space between their day-to-day lives now and whatever Oscar’s convinced they’re headed towards.

“It’s not morning,” Lando says. A light turns on off-screen.

“Not for you, maybe. I was asleep.” Oscar rubs at his eyes for effect, even though Lando’s not really looking at the phone. His eyes snap to the camera at that, though, and Oscar watches his face fall a little.

“I woke you?”

Oscar doesn’t give it long before he’s shushing Lando gently, “It’s alright. I’m glad you did, I want to hear about your night.”

Lando brightens back up. He’s not as drunk as Oscar expected, but he’s far enough from sober to be pretty suggestible, still, pretty easy with a smile.

He launches into a story about Max and some other names Oscar instantly forgets and a band Oscar’s never heard of, and - as the camera jostles with Lando’s efforts to pry his own shoes off - Oscar realizes he’s already back to his hotel room. 

When Lando hits a long enough pause in his rambling, Oscar says, “Hey, Lan, you want to get ready for bed? You should sleep a little.”

Lando’s nose wrinkles and his face takes on the petulant tilt Oscar is well-acquainted with after half a year of these late-night-early-morning calls.

“C’mon,” he encourages, “you’ll feel better tomorrow. I’ll help.”

Lando agrees, though he still looks a little sour about it, so Oscar talks him slowly through his nighttime routine between stretches of “Oh! Oscar! Max called Charles pretty five times, I think," and “Have you ever had a cherry bomb? Someone ordered me one.” Oscar helps him pick out a soft t-shirt to sleep in and reminds him to fill a glass with water for the bedside table and counts to 120 while Lando brushes his teeth, phone propped against the mirror. 

When everything’s sorted and Lando is sliding into bed, Oscar yawns and says, “Good to go?”

Unexpectedly, Lando’s eyes go big and kind of watery at that, and he picks the phone up from the covers and brings it close to his face so Oscar’s screen is mostly pout.

“You’re going?” Lando asks, and he sounds so forlorn that Oscar can feel his heart ache in his chest.

“Was going to,” Oscar confirms, even though it hurts a little, “You want me to stay?”

The light’s off, but Oscar can still see Lando hide his face in his pillow. It’s no surprise, then, when Lando’s, “Yeah. Please?” comes out muffled by the bulk of it.

Oscar softens to it. It was never a question.

“Okay,” he says, “you need me to talk? Or just stay on?”

“Stay on,” Lando says. His voice is back to normal, but it’s tiny, a little fragile. So different from the hours and hours leading up to this, Oscar thinks, contextualizing.

“Might fall asleep,” Oscar warns. His lamp’s back off, too, and with Lando safe and sound, Oscar’s bed feels cozier than ever.

“S’okay,” Lando says, “me too.”

“That’s good,” Oscar sets his phone next to him on the bed. Lando’s done the same, both screens matching black and gray, matching hotel ceilings just a few doors apart. “Goodnight, race winner.”

Lando’s laugh is mostly just a hard exhale, but it warms Oscar from the inside out just the same.

“Goodnight, angel.”

(I wrote another whole scene for this ask but this got kind of long already.... so if anybody would like to see it.... all it takes is one little ask... lmk.... xoxo)

[jwnzlvr]

enhypen as jjk characters

warnings : slightly nsfw in some parts (mdni), this is a word dump nothing makes sense, not proofread, i love nanami. i love jay. i love nanami and jay.

notes : as you can see with this list, i have nothing better to do. please send requests and give me something to actually write. also if you are offended by my comparison of engenes and sukuna towards the end, im sorry but you might wanna analyze urself a little. like if the shoe fits... enjoy yall.

yang jungwon as fushiguro megumi

aside from the fact that i think megumi would look a bit like jungwon if he were real, they have very similar attitudes. you can’t tell me he wouldn’t punch someone if they got irritating. also megumi beating up all those bullies in middle school, that’s jungwon behavior. he didn’t beat up a bully but he showed them their place! they’ve both got strong moral compasses and are very mature for their age (due to events early on in life, my poor boys.)

lee heeseung as gojo satoru 

… MANWHORE. (sorry, love u hee.) i don’t really see heeseung as someone happy-go-lucky like gojo, but i think their confidence is basically the same. the same way gojo knows who he is and acts the part, heeseung is the same. he knows who he is and he’s definitely going to let you know. it’s honestly an admirable trait of theirs for me. also, hee would probably say some shit like “nah, i’d win.”

park jongseong as nanami kento

are you kidding me. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. they are the same damn person i don’t care. we all know jay is irritable (jokingly, i think) but he’s also extremely patient, just like nanami. i feel like nanami’s technique also matches with jay. he’s a smart man, of course he’d have a technique involving ratios and math and all that smart shit. they both carry themselves w confidence. they also radiate big dick energy…

sim jaeyun as ino takuma

it’s just vibes with these two. would jake wear a shiesty to fight cursed spirits? yes, yes he would! but back to the vibes, everytime i see ino i have california love play in my head. with jake, that matches him. jake is such a california boy along with ino. no i don’t care that jake’s from australia. if i say he’s from los angeles, he is from los angeles. i think the main thing here is that both jake and ino are sweethearts but if they wanted me to get on my knees and beg for them, i would.

park sunghoon as inumaki toge

in the wise words of ash, “few words but a big dick.” both are very quiet and always seem to be in their own world. also, you can’t tell me sunghoon wouldn’t be like “salmon” just to communicate. they’re kinda the “underrated” people of the friend group, the true introverts. i love them both so much though they’re so cute.

kim sunoo as kugisaki nobara

“oh rica, you can’t just compare everyone else to a man and then go and compare sunoo to a female character.” YES THE FUCK I CAN. the sassy man apocalypse is real and sunoo is the leader of them all. most definitely acts like nobara. he does NOT put up with anyone’s shit, much less the shit of a man. i think he’s also a little insane just like nobara and we love that about him!!! he loves cute things like pastries and cafes the same way nobara does. like that’s twin.

nishimura riki as itadori yuji

SWEETHEARTS. THE MOST ADORABLE BOYS. i think their determination is similar, with yuji and riki doing anything they can to help others, ignoring how they’re feeling. they’re so selfless yet they still carry a certain joy with them. that is, until people come and ruin it (engenes r sukuna with the way they fucked riki over.) and just take away that happiness. they both deserve the world, my best boys <3

pls send requests or asks i’m so BORED.

[mr-styles]

Harry Styles ‘Love on Tour’ Ends After 173 Concerts for 5.04 Million Fans, and $6.5 Million Donated to Charity

Harry Styles’ world-shaking “Love on Tour” wrapped before a crowd of 100,000 people at Italy’s RCF Arena last week, concluding 173 dates over nearly three years. The tour launched on September 4, 2021 and saw Styles performing to 5.04 million fans in North and South America, the U.K., Europe and Australia — including 20 dates at Madison Square Garden, 18 at the Los Angeles Forum, six at London’s Wembley Stadium, and two sets of “Harryween” concerts — and is the fourth highest-grossing tour of all time, according to the announcement.

Just as significantly, the tour donated some $6.5 million to charities, which are listed below.

He was joined for the tour by a band that features Pauli Lovejoy, Sarah Jones, Mitch Rowland, Madi Diaz, Elin Sandberg, Ariza, Yaffra, Parris Fleming, Kailah Vandever, Lorren Chiodo and Laura Bibbs.

The tour also saw the release of Styles’ third solo album, “Harry’s House,” which won Grammy Awards for album of the year and best pop vocal album, as well as all four BRIT Awards for which it was nominated. The album’s head single, “As It Was,” reached No. 1 in 33 countries—including 15 weeks on top of the Billboard Hot 100.

CHARITIES DONATED TO ON LOVE ON TOUR

Planned Parenthood Choose Love Physicians for Reproductive Health Rebuild Foundation REVERB Black Voters Matter Fund – Capacity Building Institute The Afiya Center International Rescue Committee Intermission Youth Save the Children CARE Every Town for Gun Safety BEAM Theater Gates Rebuild Theater – Venice Program WWWF-Brasil Sydney Zoo Baan Tawan Mai Orphans (Pow Sarin Org) Cribs Foundation Inc. St John’s Home Limitless Children’s Wishing Well SHINE Green Umbrella Children’s Foundation Black Minds Florence Org… “and more.”

Via variety.com

[sixshotsinatumbllr]

Angels Don't Dance Chapter 4: Cosmic Unity or Some Crap, is up!

Read from the first chapter here

Summary: Crowley is assigned to attend a Bush Doof (underground EDM festival) in Australia. Aziraphale tags along for funsies. In this chapter, Aziraphale saves Crowley from an unintended angelic attack, only to turn around and wreck the man(shaped being) himself, thank you very much.

Now including the world's worst amateur cartography.

Excerpt:

He hears it, amongst all the discordant sounds, the booming music that makes the ground shiver, the chatter of dozens of conversations, the hum of generators and everything, a wall of sound; above the wistful musings of his own mind, full of regret and loathing. A small, shaky exhale beside him.

He turns his eyes down and to his right, to where Aziraphale is standing. He watches as tears track silently down the angel’s cheeks.

‘Angel,’ Crowley breathes. He becomes aware of the thrumming beat of his heart, aroused in panic, the beading of sweat across his skin. No, not panic. A sense of urgency, for sure, but urgency for what? For half a minute, torturous, he is suspended in this urgent confusion, but then his body takes over. He slips behind the angel, wraps him up in his long arms, pulls the angel back towards him, so he is holding him, one hand gripping Aziraphale’s opposite shoulder, the other resting right over the angel’s heart. For half a second, Aziraphale stiffens, and again, Crowley feels himself begin to panic. He’s overstepped, no, he’s trampled on their usual norms: they’ve never touched like this before. Never, ever. But just as he summons the strength to let go, Aziraphale huffs out a long exhale, and melts back into Crowley’s chest.

Crowley feels like…well. Not Heaven. Certainly not Hell. Something like Eden perhaps, the feeling of paradise all around them; everything being fresh and alive in a way it had never been before.

Aziraphale’s hair rests right under his nose, and he smells like patchouli and spices and oh… he needs to be very careful right now, because his male corporation could easily wreck this sudden and unexpected and absolutely blissful intimacy, and make things very awkward indeed.

Instead, he whispers in his ear: ‘Zira.’

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Big thanks as always to my partner @zaizai734 for beta work; and to my crew at @whickberstreetwriters for support and cheerleading, especially @sakascal, @rofell and @playdohangel who betaed this chapter.

In the next chapter: Aziraphale makes some doof friends and Crowley is hella confused about what is happening.

[exactlyyoungchaos]

till forever falls apart.

The bestfriendSimon x f!Reader fic I first talked about.

cw: all sorts of trauma, character death, fluff, probable smut, inaccurate military stuff, a little bit canon and a little bit AU. do tell me if i missed something.

Your history with Simon goes back to elementary school. He grew up in an abusive household and you grew up in foster care with guardians who only cared about the government money.

Both of you bonded over the same things and became inseparable.

No one dared to mess with you in school because they knew if they did, they would have to answer Simon, and nobody wanted to cross him.

Junior year of high school starts and you get a visit from your social service agent, who wants to relocate you, but you are adamant that you want to stay here, but alas she takes you kicking and screaming.

Simon promises that he will find you in the future, and so with tears in both of your eyes, you leave. The same year Simon ran away from home.

Now 12 years later, he is on an undercover intel mission in Australia with Johnny. that's when he spots you, sitting in a cafe, looking like a dream, writing furiously on your laptop.

How does he knows its you? why wouldn't he? You were, are everything to him. The only person who knows him better than himself.

He has been trying to find you for years but always came out empty handed. By joining the military he thought it would be easy but it wasn't.

Johnny notices him freezing in the middle of the sidewalk staring intently at the glass window of the cafe, he turns to see what caught his Lt's eye and he sees the prettiest bonnie lass that he's ever seen.

he smirks " see something you like Lt?"

"that's her" Simon barely whispers, his heart racing.

Johnny's head snaps in your direction again, everyone in the team knows who you are. the little bird Simon has been trying to find for years.

and here you are, sitting in the cafe, oblivious to the fact that the man you have been looking for is standing right outside.

You finish your work and pack up your stuff to leave, you turn around and slam face-first into a wall of muscle. A strong hand stabilizes you as a soft 'oomph" leaves your mouth.

now, you are not small in any proportions, but this man still dwarfs you.

you look up to apologize and the sorry dies on your tongue as you come face to face with a skull mask.

your brain short circuits for a minute, and you're trying to figure out what to say then suddenly a heavily accented voice speaks from behind him " A'm so sorry Bonnie, he wasn't keen" a bulky man with a mohawk speaks.

they both look like they came out of some military comic. scarred, bulky, and big.

"it's ok, I wasn't looking either" you reply, looking back to the big guy in the mask, who's still blocking your path.

"Birdie...." the big guy breathes in through his teeth.

Recognition hits you like a tsunami. only one person in your life called you that—your best friend.

your eyes turn comically wide as you ask "Simon?" in a small voice, not believing it's him.

His gloved hands frame your face and he traces every inch of you with his eyes.

You look into his eyes and familiarity hits you, the same warm brown eyes that used to comfort you, that was your home, now standing at almost 6ft 5 in.

"Found ya."

and any sense of where you are leaves your mind as you leap into his arms and hug him as tight as possible. his beefy arms come around you and crush you to his chest as he breathes in your sweet scent.

you hold him and sob, he's here you can't believe it. He's here.

finally, finally.......somebody clears their throat next to you. you turn your head from Simon's chest and see a line of people waiting to sidestep both of you but unsure because of the sheer size of the man in front of you.

"We are blocking the line Si," you giggle and sob simultaneously.

hearing your voice after so long, Simon feels like he can breathe again.

you are here, his birdie, his angel, his everything. and this time no one can take you away from him. No one.

SOOOOOOOO!! WHAT DO WE THINK????? This is going to be a multi-part series because I'm just starting with this. I have so much to add.

Do tell me your thoughts and theories. And feel free to ask anything

And if you have requests for COD more specifically Simon, do send them my way, I'll try my best to write them.

love ya!!!!!

ALI-❤️

[rei-ismyname]

Bloody hell, Scott (cute)

I'm not from the US, so everything I've picked up about Thanksgiving has been from media. As I understand it, it's some kind of occasion for the giving of thanks and eating of birds. Maybe pumpkins are involved? If it's anything like Australia there's almost certainly ethnic cleansing that doesn't get talked about enough. Idk, Spoilers for FTA Infinity Comic #22

Beak, Angel and their absurd amount of children flew across the country, dealing with crowds and racists, to have Thanksgiving with the X-Men (and other reasons, you'll have to read it yourself to find out.) Cyclops is like 'thanks but nah' and Angel points out that he didn't call ahead (fair tbh.) After a nudge on rudeness from the JUGGERNAUT of all people..

Christmas is saved, or whatever. Is that how psychic knives work? I don't care, it's super cool.

It's nice to see a bunch of mutants being happy for once, even Quentin Quire is in good spirits, though he doesn't look it. Gotta love seeing Magik hanging out with kids joyfully, seeing as she spent her tender years in hell/Limbo.

A rare laugh from Scotty and The Juggernaut is a softie. He's definitely got experience from helping raise Terry/Siryn with his strangely absent boyfriend, Black Tom. Cool Riot at Xavier's reunion too. Cyke tells a story about the time Xorn (who lives here, conquered New York disguised as Magneto, who also lives here) purged a ton of humans and killed Jean Grey. He told Beak not to run into a burning building...

But he did anyway. What a legend.

His kids are surprised at this, despite both parents having been secret agents for a time. Quentin opens his mouth and Glob is like dude...

But it turns out he's legit toasting the Beak, albeit with some language that children probably shouldn't hear. To the Beak! See you in another 5 years buddy, or when that psychic surgery making you forget your parents' grisly murder wears off.

It's actually a three parter with a B and C plot (featuring Beast and Magneto) so I might do a follow up. This is definitely another data point for Grant Morrison nostalgia btw

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

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Never had Felix packed his suitcase so fast, throwing whatever he pulled out of his drawers first into the open case and then immediately slamming it shut once there was no more room. He didn’t even care, if he had to, he’d just buy whatever he didn’t pack once he got to Australia. You were his top priority right now, he had never been more scared than he was in this moment, the worst possible thoughts clouding his mind as he ran past his roommate to the front door. 

“Hey! I thought you didn’t go to Australia until the weekend? Where are you-” His roommate called out after him, but the front door was already open and he was running out, the wheels of his suitcase barely able to keep up with him as he raced down the hall towards the stairs, avoiding the elevator which would, in his mind, take longer. 

The sun was beating down on him, the temperature feeling more like summer rather than spring as he ran through campus, trying his best to dodge the people that were coming his way. Sweat was dripping down his forehead and he cursed himself for putting on the sweatshirt before he left the house. Luckily you didn’t live too far and it wouldn’t be long before he saw you. 

You still hadn’t texted him back which was worrying, and he hated the fact that his feet wouldn’t carry him any faster than they were right now. He had tried to call you and you didn’t answer him then either. The lack of contact had his heart dropping and his stomach turning. He was coming, he just needed you to wait, just a little longer, he was almost there. 

When he turned the corner onto your street he could see two police cars, an ambulance and a firetruck outside your building, the sight causing him to stop dead in his tracks, tears already filling his eyes as he tried to think of all the reasons for them to be there. There were a lot of reasons why they could be out in front of the building, it’s not like you were the only person that lived there, but in the moment, all he could think about was you. Had one of the other guys come over and found you? Had it all truly become too much for you to handle? 

He rushed into the building, silently sobbing, his body shaking as he ran up the stairs to get to your floor, his suitcase slamming against each step echoing off the walls of the stairwell. As he got into the hallway, he tried to be optimistic at the lack of police tape or emergency workers, but his thoughts immediately turned dark as he thought about them all already being inside your apartment, and he started running again until he reached your door. 

Heavy fists slammed against the wood as he sobbed out your name. “Felix?” Your voice saying his name filled his ears like a song, and as he looked up, he could barely make you out through his blurry, bloodshot eyes. The light coming through the window behind you seemed to radiate like a halo around your body, you looked angelic. “Why are you crying? Did something happen? Are you okay?” 

“N-No… I’m fine…” He murmured, taking a deep shaky breath in between a couple sniffles, finally smiling sheepishly after wiping his eyes and actually looking at you. “I texted and I called and… You weren’t responding and… When I got here there were cops and paramedics and… I just got scared.” It wasn’t something that he should be embarrassed to say, yet he felt his entire body heating up from admitting it. It’s not like the other guys wouldn’t be the same way, he was pretty sure Minho or Seungmin would pick the lock or just take off the doorknob entirely, and Changbin, Han, and Jeongin would just break your door down. They all cared about you, it’s just that his way of caring involved crying his eyes out and calling your name. 

Your eyes widened and your lips parted into a little ‘o’ as you stared at him. “I was in the shower and… And I got nosy about what was going on… The girl a couple apartments down from me… Her boyfriend got stupid drunk and ended up passing out. I don’t know why she’d call them…” Your head shook as your lips turned down into a frown. “I’m sorry, Felix.” 

He didn’t know why you were apologizing, and maybe it was an instinct, or he just felt like he had to do it right then and there, but in one quick movement, his arms were wrapped around you, holding you close against his chest as he buried his face in your shoulder. “Don’t ever apologize for being okay… I’d rather worry and be wrong… Then to be right about what I was thinking.” He whispered, his hand moving up to hold your head, keeping you close to him. “I was so scared…”

It’s not that he had never hugged you before, you had even accidentally slept beside him one night on his couch, showered in his home and worn his clothes… But the way he was hugging you right now, holding onto you as if his life depended on it… It wasn’t what you were used to. “I’m okay… I am. We’ll be in Australia soon and everything will be alright…” You slowly stepped back, giving him a soft smile before letting your eyes drift down to the luggage that was still sitting right outside the door. “What’s that for?” 

“I told you I would stay with you…” He grabbed his suitcase and wheeled it into your apartment before closing the door. “Until we left for Australia, and so I’m here… And I’m not leaving… Unless you really want me to. Do you want me to leave?” His hands gripped tightly around the handle of the case and you watched his adams apple bob as he swallowed nervously, his eyes slightly wavering. 

“Of course I don’t want you to leave, you came all the way here, and I really like having you here…” You placed your hand on top of his to try to calm him, feeling just how warm his skin was. “Your hand is so warm… Are you getting sick? Do you need medicine?” Your hand quickly moved to his forehead which felt even hotter, but he shook his head quickly, giving you a shy smile. 

“No… I’m not… Not sick… It’s just really hot outside and… This hoodie… I shouldn’t have worn it.” He rushed to get his arms out of the sleeves, pulling it up over his head and accidentally flashing his abs in the process, his cheeks turned bright red as he yanked the t-shirt back down, eyes widening and gulping loudly. “You hungry? Wanna get something to eat?” The words hurried past his lips as he tried his best to avoid eye contact with you as he rushed over to your couch. “I’ll order something quick to be delivered… We can watch a movie…” 

He was so cute, a literal ray of sunshine, and while you were with him, it was easy to forget about what everyone was saying. It was impossible to not be happy when you were around him. “I’d love that. Thanks Felix…” You chimed, practically skipping over to the couch to drop down beside him, making sure there was enough room between the two of you so he wouldn’t get flustered again. “You can pick the movie tonight too… Anything you want.” 

“You passed my property, you owe me like, $100.” Felix said, sitting on his knees on the opposite side of the coffee table, his hand outstretched toward you, palm up, waiting for you to place colorful cash into his hand. 

Your lip jutted out as your head tilted to the side. “Can you give me $100 dollars so I can give it back to you?” You asked softly, holding your own hand out beside his own. His eyes narrowed as confusion was written across his face and you sighed softly. “I’m broke so just… give me half of your money and I’ll pay you back when I buy more properties.” 

“You’re broke?!” He questioned, finally taking a good look at your side of the table and the lack of money in front of you. “That means the game is over, I won!” He clapped his hands together as he laughed loudly. “Fastest game of Monopoly ever!” 

“No! I still have properties and… and…” You lifted up the dice that were in front of you. “It’s still my turn, you have to let me finish my turn.” You shook the dice in your hand, the sound of the little squares clicking together sort of soothing when mixed with the continuous sound of Felixs laughter. “I want to keep playing, stop laughing.” 

A soft hum drifted from his lips as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked the time. “It’s 2 in the morning…” And as if the sight of the time itself had him growing immediately tired, he yawned loudly, his arms stretching above his head. “We can play again tomorrow, and maybe you’ll actually save your money.” He teased, reaching across the table and ruffling your hair. “Aren’t you tired?” 

You shook your head, squeezing your lips into a thin line to suppress the yawn that threatened to leave your mouth. “I’m not tired at all. I could stay up for like… 5 more hours. Mmhm.” You said, although your eyes were getting droopy and you found yourself dozing off if you looked at something for longer than 3 seconds. 

“Sure you could, sweetums.” He tsked his tongue, pushing himself up off the floor and walking around to your side. “You’re tired, I’m tired… Let’s get some sleep and then tomorrow we can play even more board games and watch even more movies.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you up off the floor, grabbing your hips when you stumbled forward against his chest, his cheeks turning bright red as he stared at you with wide eyes. “You’re really tired…” 

“Mm… nuh uh..” You mumbled, resting your head against his chest as you wrapped your arms around his waist, your eyes instinctively closing. “I just tripped a little bit…” His hand lightly brushed over your hair as his chest shook with his laughter. “What’s funny? Hmm?” 

“Nothing… you’re just… cute…” He mused, his heart hammering loudly in his chest, but his voice sounded so calm. “Let’s get to bed, yeah? Don’t want you tripping anymore, you might get hurt.” He maneuvered you to the side, keeping an arm around your waist as he walked you to your bedroom, leading you straight to your bed and snorting when you tipped over onto it, curling up into a ball, your eyes already closed. “You don’t want any blankets? You’re just gonna sleep like that?” 

Your lips smacked loudly as one of your arms lazily lifted up and smacked back down against the mattress. “Come… lay…” You grumbled, gripping the blankets and forming a cocoon around yourself with them. “We will be warm… like… like warm people are when they’re warm…” 

God, you really were precious, especially now with your sleep induced rambling and the tired smile that tugged at your lips. “I don’t know, sweetums. Seungmin got the crap beat out of him last time he laid beside you.” He joked as he tried to help you move right side up on the bed, making sure your head was on a pillow before pulling the blankets out from underneath you. “I don’t want to wake up with a black eye or anything. I’ll just sleep on the couch.” 

You sighed softly, your arms wrapping around the extra pillow and holding it close against you. “Okie dokie… Goodnight Felix… Can you turn off the light on the way out?” You sleepily requested, your hand lifting up slightly to point at the light switch on the wall. 

He hummed in agreement, brushing your hair away from your face before leaning in to press a kiss against your forehead, knowing that you were far too out of it to be able to remember it in the morning. “Sleep well, sweetums… I’ll see you in the morning.” He whispered, backing up out of the room, stopping near the light switch and taking a moment to just look at you, admire you, adore you before flicking the switch and closing the door quietly behind him. 

It was a given that he liked you, but the way he felt when he was actually with you, it was more than like. He hadn’t even felt this way when he was with Ijun, and while the feeling itself was warm and fuzzy and made his heart flutter, it also scared him. He wasn’t the only person who liked you, that much was obvious, and knowing about the competition only made him even more scared. Falling in love with you was easy, but actually being able to love you… that was the hard part. Now he was counting down the days, the minutes and the seconds until he was with you in Australia. He’d have you all to himself there, an entire week to make sure you fell in love with him and only him. 

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