#I miss you Alex so much my darling I love you. but not enough to contact you.

[kiki-strike]

When Fiona Apple said every single night’s a fight and Eli TTB said I’m sorry I’m not a person anymore I’m a problem and people say they love you but they don’t really love you. They love how loving you makes them feel or they love what they can take from you. And when Ethel Cain said I thought good guys get to be happy I’m not happy I am poison in the water. I was too young to notice that some types of love could be bad. God loves you but not enough to save you. I’ll love you forever sid, that’s the problem. No one will know how evil I really am, cause I like to wear disguises and I like to disguise my plans. Won’t you quit your crying, I can’t sleep, one minute I’m a little sweetheart and next minute you are an absolute creep. I love you and I hate you and I’m losing my mind.

[spoonfulofmilo]

heyy I love your posts and was wondering if you could maybe do something with toto wolff and wife reader? I would be really happy if you could do it but don't want to pressure you or anything

something along the lines of reader being charles grid mum and spending lots of time with him and alex, being the first to know about little leo leclerc and maybe babysitting him during races or something along the lines... and then her being so in love with him that she's begging toto for a dog, not knowing he was already planning to gift her a puppy (but not like a small puppy/dog more like a bigger breed, a doberman for example)and charles being in on it and planning the surprise with his grid mums husband

thank you in advance, love ya🫶🏻

oh my gosh of course darling. thank you so much for the support, and I'm sorry it took me so long to get this out <3

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toto wolff x wife!reader

“Charles! Great work in Australia! Sorry I wasn’t there, but the timezone was gonna screw me up.” Y/N waved at him as they hugged in the pitlane.

“Of course, of course. Happy you made it though.”

“Of course, of course for Jules, y’know. Wouldn’t miss this.”

They lapsed into a comfortable silence.

“You know how proud he is of you right? Jules. I don’t think you hear that enough.”

“Thanks Y/N. Oh wait, um Alex and I had some news I wanted to share with you.”

“Oh my god Charles, if she’s pregnant I will cut your dick off myself-”

“Oh no, no. We… are adopting a dog! His name is Leo. And I think he’s a golden retriever. I can’t remember off the top of my head.”

“Oh, thank god. Don’t give your grid mum a heart attack like that. Do you have any photos you can show me?”

“Of course, of course. And I’m sorry for scaring you.”

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Y/N was officially supposed to be in the Mercedes hospitality right now. Officially. But it was Monaco. And it was Charles’ home race. And he had a good chance (though she didn’t say it). And Alex was here. And so was Leo.

Baby, baby, Leo. Who had grown so much in the 3 weeks he had been around. Jack was having an absolute ball playing around with him. Y/N videoed the 2 of them playing together and sent it to Toto.

Y’know he really does like hanging out with Leo. maybe we should get our own dog.

Let’s discuss after the race, when I can fully focus. Although i do admit that the 2 of them are very cute, even if the dog is maybe a bit small.

I think if we get a dog it would need to be bigger.

Y/N smiled at her husband’s messages, looking up and seeing him on TV, she smiled.

Toto smiled as he saw his wife smiling on TV on the consoles, before being pulled away by a worker.

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“Liebing, are you sure we need a dog? We have enough trouble at home with Jack and you want to add a dog to that?”

“Please, Toto! They can grow up together, how cute would that be??? Please, darling!”

“I’ll think about it, okay?” He smiled, and Y/N’s face lit up, “That’s not a yes. That’s an ‘I’ll think about it’. There’s a lot we need to do before we get a dog.”

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“I have… one more present for you.”

“Oh?”

“It’s not a physical thing, I think I may have to explain.” Toto pulled out his phone and showed Y/N a photo of a dog.

“He’s a Saint Bernard. He’s 6 weeks old at the moment, so we won’t get him for another 2 weeks. But I know you’ve always wanted a puppy, so?”

“How did you organise all of this in a week?”

“Oh I didn’t. Before you even mentioned to Charles that you might like a dog, I was already planning on getting you one? I just had to try and speed up the process a bit.”

“Oh Darling… thank you so much!”

“Of course. Anything for you liebing.”

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[frost-queen]

Falling leaves (Reader x Prince Zuko)

Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic  , @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 , @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers  , @merlieve   , @queen-of-books  , @glimmering-darling-dolly  ,@denkisclown   , @wildieflower  ,@meyocoko   , @justanothercoco, @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr  , @swampthing07  , @melsunshine   , @panhoeofmanyfandoms  , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat ,@rosecentury  ,  @imagines-by-her  ,  @evilcr0ne  , @vviolynn   , @niktwazny303  ,@avada-kedavra-bitch-187  , @markive-m , @sweetheartlizzie07

Summary: Lu Ten and you used to be engaged untill the news fell upon you of his death. After Lu Ten's death, grow Zuko and you closer. Eventually falling for each other, but remaining too guilty in honour of Lu Ten. Yet a simple nudge of Iroh eases Zuko in the right direction.

Anxiously you were pacing around in your room. Unable to sleep. Barely even attempted to go to bed when you had such a heavy weight on you. Something was occurring. You could sense it. Ever since Lu Ten has been called out to war, you’ve had nothing but restless sleep. Yet this was different. Mostly you could call asleep at some point.

Now you simply couldn’t. Afraid that if you might go to sleep, you might miss something of importance. There hadn’t been recent notes from him for days now as it started to worry you. Pacing around as your thumb rested between your teeth. Trying, hoping there would be news from him.

Yet deep down, you feared that if you might receive news, it wouldn’t be the best news. Your feet having walked countless steps. Simply going back and forth. It had become a routine, you would do mindlessly. Feet never seeming to tire out.

The candles were almost burned out. But a little stomp with the smallest of flames. Their nature light having dimmed the room. Anxiety rose as you so hoped there wouldn’t be any news. Hoping that Lu Ten was alright and would return from war. If not for the sake of you, then for the sake of his father Iroh. Countless more steps you did. Not once tired.

The sound of sudden knock on the door made you stop. Staring still at that cold door. Swallowing nervously, you blinked rapidly to keep your emotions down. – “Yes.” – you spoke watching as the door opened. You had expected an officer, a soldier, anyone but not him. Iroh came in sight as he pushed the door further open. His gaze kept on the ground. It was enough.

You inhaled deep with a shiver, lip trembling. Iroh entered, closing the door behind him. – “Y/n…” – he started unable to lift his gaze up to you. You noticed a piece of parchment in his hand, slightly hidden behind his back. – “I…my son…” – he said finally lifting his gaze up to you. Eyes glossy with hidden tears.

You bowed your head to him, pressing your lips together to silence your cry. Iroh noticed how you haven’t even prepared to go to bed. Still in full attire as if you had been waiting for any news. Iroh moved his hand with the letter in it, trembling to the front. – “My son…” – he repeated too much of a burden to speak the words. You went down on your knees, laying down, bowing the lowest to him. Iroh sniffled touched by your gesture of respect.

“My deepest apologies to you Y/n.” – Iroh spoke as it made you lift your head up. – “You lost a son.” – you replied not wanting him to apologize to you. There was no need for him to apologize to you. Not while he was grieving so much of his son. – “You lost a love.” – he answered, moving his hands togethers to bow at you. Getting up, you walked up to him. Cherishing your hands under his to lift him up.

Make him stand up straight once more. – “I bow to you.” – you friendly scolded him with a saddened smile. Iroh smiled faintly back at you. He then retired to his own quarters to grief for his son whoever he pleased. The moment he left, you felt yourself unbalance. Wobbly on your feet as it made you bump against the cabinet.

Hand brought up to your mouth, to deafen out your sobs. For your fiancé Lu Ten had lost his life in battle. The shock finally entering your body like an explosion. Shaking you to your core as it made every fibre in you tremble. Tremble as you let out a scream of agony. Scream so loud it died out to grasp for air followed by loud sobs and cries.

The very ground from underneath your feet caved away. For that night and many more nights they would be sleepless. The news of Lu Ten’s passing roamed quickly through the palace. The ceremony in honour of Lu Ten came three days later. Giving Iroh the time to grief alone and in silence. Lu Ten’s ceremony was peaceful. Iroh sat down. Three more empty chairs beside him.

You stood upright to his right. Hands folded together. Many of those who came to pay their respects, only had eyes for Iroh and his grief. Bowing to him without a word. You didn’t need the attention as you were but Lu Ten’s to be bride.

Prince Zuko paid his respects to Lu Ten. He then paused in front of his uncle. Bowing to him as well. For a moment he was about to move on, till he decided to stay. Iroh’s gaze slowly going up as he noticed Zuko had lingered. No one else took the time to linger. – “When my studies weren’t going well and father was unhappy.” – Zuko began looking humble at the ground. 

“Lu Ten gave me this.” – Iroh’s gaze went down to Zuko’s hand. Clearly holding something hidden in his palm. – “He won it for finishing first in his officers class. He said it should belong to someone  destined to do great things.” – Zuko continued as Iroh recognized it. – “It gave me strength.” – Zuko spoke with clarity. With a soft breath, he knelt down, taking his uncle’s hand to place the medal in his hand.

Zuko rose once more. – “Lu Ten didn’t needed it.” – he spoke looking back at his uncle. – “Because he was the strongest person I knew.” – Zuko finished with a caring smile. His uncle closed his hand on the medal, blinking a few tears away. Zuko then surprisingly turned to you. Holding his hands together to give you a bow.

It made you blink surprised as he was the first person to acknowledge your pain too. – “He loved you very much Y/n.” – Zuko said to you before coming to sit next to his uncle. Showing his gratitude and support to his uncle in his grieving. After the ceremony, you excused yourself from everyone. Heading up to the balcony. Arms resting on the railing as you let the breeze blow your tears away.

You didn’t notice someone approaching till you felt a presence near you. – “Prince Zuko.” – you said surprised, turning to bow at him. Zuko held his hand up with a sheepish smile. – “Please Y/n.” – he said not wanting you to threat him so stiffly as all the others did. With a simple nod, you accepted it. – “What you did for your uncle was very warmly.” – you told him gazing at the view. Zuko came resting his arms on the railing beside you.

“I am sorry not one of them acknowledged your pain, Y/n.” – Zuko said with sympathy. – “It is quite alright.” – you replied in a soft tone. – “It is not.” – Zuko answered with fierceness. – “You loved Lu Ten. You have every right to be threated with respect.” – you could see that he was getting a bit worked up over it. It made you chuckle a bit.

Zuko curled up a smile as well from seeing you light up. – “Thank you.” – you whispered out, feeling as if your heart was lighter. Zuko moved his hand to his chest, bowing to you. You turned back to the scenery, breathing deep. – “I shall leave you now…” – Zuko began with a gesture, already turning his posture away. – “Please!” – you called out making him stop his action. – “Stay.” – you finished sweetly, not wanting to be alone.

Zuko moved back beside you, remaining quiet as he enjoyed the scenery with you. He stayed with you until it grew too cold. Zuko led you back inside, for you to seek out warmth once more. Zuko bowed his head when he had guided you up to your quarters. You bend through your knees to curtsy at him. Zuko kept smiling at you as you closed the door on him. Surprisingly that night you slept well. The moment your head hit the pillow, you dreamed off.

As the sun rose once more, were you greeted by Prince Zuko once more. Waiting for you in the hallways to join you. Give you comfort and set your mind of your grief. It was nice to share more than tears. Zuko and you started to share small talk. Speak about the most simplest of things to get your minds off it. There was still time for grieving, but there were also moments of joy.

As the leaves changed Zuko and you grew closer to each other. Having spend so many time together it was almost impossible to not share a moment together a day. Zuko was once again waiting for you. – “Y/n there you are!” – he exclaimed, taking your hand to pull you along. – “Zuko do you not have studies?” – you questioned. – “Finished early.” – he breathed out, tugging more on you to hurry up.

You raised your eyebrow questionable up to him. Zuko placed his hand on yours that he was still holding. – “Oh come on Y/n. You know what an excellent student I am.” – he let out, making you laugh loud. Zuko led you outside to the pond. – “You should not neglect your studies. Your sister does not.” – you told him.

Zuko groaned soft. – “Can we please not talk about Azula.” – he answered with a bothered expression. – “Alright.” – you gave in moving your hand up. In the pond was a little family of turtle duck as you awed at them. – “Would you like to feed them?” – Zuko proposed already revealing some bread. You looked at him, how clearly he had foreseen this. Zuko shrugged his shoulders, giving you a piece of bread.

You started breaking it into smaller bits, tossing it into the pond. The turtle ducks swam over to it, nibbling on the bread. One of the little one’s bit at the bread, using a bit too much force as he dipped down, head first in the water. It made you laugh soft at how cute that looked. Hearing you laugh made Zuko smile. You started to throw more bread in the pond as Zuko kept giving you crumbled bread to toss.

 “Neglecting your studies for low life pets?” – A sharp voice came through making you gasp. – “What do you want Azula!” – Zuko said firm standing in front of you. – “Oh zuzu you humour me.” – Azula responded with a sneer. – “Perhaps you should keep feeding stupid ducks, for I’ll be sure to out do you soon enough… oh wait. I already did.” – she finished with a devilish chuckle. Zuko got tense as he wanted to have a go at her, but you stopped him.

Knowing Azula wasn’t worth it. – “Right have our cousin’s hand me down keep you tamed Zuzu.” – Azula mocked making you clench your jaw. – “Do not speak about Y/n like that!” – Zuko called out. It only seemed to amuse Azula more. – “I shall speak to her how I like!” – Azula shouted back, readying herself. Zuko’s eyes widened when he saw his sister create fire. Sending it towards the two of you.

Zuko wrapped his arms around you, pushing you to the side as he dove with you to the ground. Azula’s fire blowing over your heads. Azula laughed manically before taking her leave. – “Are… are you alright Y/n?” – Zuko questioned, lifting his head up as he suddenly noticed how close he was to your face. You nodded with a soft hum staring with wide eyes at him. Zuko’s eyes flicked briefly down to your lips as did yours.

Heart pounding louder as your eyes got drawn to his lips once more. Wondering what it would feel like to kiss them. For over the past few months that you had been spending more with him, you started to fall in love with Zuko. The sound of your heart beating got overwhelming as in this moment you wanted him to kiss you. The thought seemed to have crossed his mind as well. He moved his head a bit down, already tilting it to the side, slowly closing his eyes.

You felt his breath tickle your lips, anticipating the kiss. – “I…I shouldn’t.” – Zuko said pulling himself away. You got up as well, nodding. – “We shouldn’t.” – you responded, feeling guilty. Guilty for betraying Lu Ten. Zuko helped you up to your feet as you didn’t speak a word. Leaving in separate ways, too ashamed for ruining the memory of Lu Ten.

Zuko made his way into the palace, sighing deep. – “Nephew!” – Iroh’s stern voice came through, startling Zuko. – “Uncle.” – he spoke surprised. – “Were you just outside with Y/n?” – he asked. – “No…yes… I mean…” – Zuko stuttered out not sure how to respond to this. Zuko exhaled deep. – “I know I spend too much time with her and I am sorry for it uncle. I won’t let it happen again.”

Iroh furrowed his brows.  – “And why would you want to do that?” – he questioned again. – “Because…” – Zuko started trying to make it obvious without hurting his uncle’s feelings. Iroh picked up on it, chuckling deep. – “If you worry about me do not. I see how the two of you are around each other. You smile more nephew. I like to see you more smile.” – Iroh said with a nudge at Zuko.

“I…I don’t understand uncle.” – Zuko responded confused. Iroh chuckled once more, laying a hand on Zuko’s shoulder. – “If you worry about me do not. I would want nothing more than my favourite nephew to be happy with Y/n.” – he teased him. – “I am your only nephew.” – Zuko joked making Iroh laugh loud. – “Go on.” – Iroh gave Zuko another nudge back in the direction of the gardens. Zuko smiled, hugging his uncle before running back outside to look for you.

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[lonelydiary]

5. Alone

"Jeju, mommy is home!" Lena had only a couple of seconds, before she was greeted by the small hurricane of blonde curls and green eyes.

"Careful, inah, we have to be gentle and control our strength, remember? Give your mommy a few moments to catch her breath, alright bug?" Kara appeared after their daughter and gently hugged and kissed her wife, giving her a playful wink.

"It's ok, sweetie, I missed you too very much. Both of you." She hugged and kissed both of Lori's cheeks, giving her also an eskimo kiss. "How was your day, mo stór?"

"I've met so many people today, mom!" their four years old can barely contain her excitement "and I've made lots of friends! And there were ponies, which you can ride, and balloons, and toys! Jeju even won me one!"

Lori presented her mom a little bear with a red bow on its neck. "His name is Winnie! Like Winnie the Pooh!" The toddler exclaimed excitedly.

"Wow! Did you pick his name by yourself?" Lori just nodded with a vigor "Well, I guess we have to pick a special place for him in your room, have we?"

"We've already did, right inah?" Kara said, giving her daughter a bright smile "Why don't you go brush your teeth and then we'll read a story with your new friend, alright?"

Lori just nodded, gave her mommy a kiss a was gone in a blurr.

"Sometimes I wish she was growing slower, so we could cherish these moments with her a little longer" Lena sighed wistfully.

"I don't think that's entirely possible, sweetheart, but I understand the sentiment" Kara've said smiling at her wife. "How was your day?"

"Hectic, like always. Lots of arrogant egotistical men and not enough coffee and sugary goodness for me to deal with them all" Lena complained.

"I'm sure you were amazing as always, my love" Kara has started to give a gentle massage to Lena's back, knowing she really needs it. Especially now.

"And how was our angel today?" She asked her wife, putting her hand gently on the rounded belly.

"She was very active today, impatient like her jeju" Lena smiles and poked Kara's nose playfully, when Kara pouted. "I'm very sorry though, I couldn't be with you two on the carnival today, darling"

"It's okay, zhao, I know you had an important meeting today. Besides we had a great time with Alex and Esme, and I may or not may have cheated, when we were competing for the stuffed toys" Her wife was so adorable, when she blushed!

"Oh I'm sure, it was a tough competition" Lena joked "Does Alex remember about Friday?"

"Yes, she does. She had bought too many gifts for Lori for my liking, but she just said 'I wanna spoil my niece and her birthday is a great opportunity'. Eliza and Alura have confirmed, they will be here too. Also Sam and Ruby"

"Can't wait to see them all, I missed them honestly" Lena had said with a joy, and a little bit of nostalgia. Which Kara understood.

"Jeju! Mom! Where are you? We are already waiting!" They heard their daughter's calling and smiled.

"We are coming, bug!" Kara said and they went to tell her a story and kiss her goodnight.

Yes, growing up, Lena had always felt, that she was alone. But now, surrounded by her friends and family, she knew - that was only a distant memory.

[yourstrqly]

. ⋆⠀ MISS GRUMPY AND HER SUNSHINE

alex can be a pain in the ass, but he is your pain in the ass — or in which i showcase the grumpy x sunshine trope cause i'm a sucker for it (and alex)

none, female reader (use of girlfriend), just making out in the end

masterlist . part two

days in the office, a small not very well isolated room you shared with another colleague of the social marketing, tended to be very long and seemingly never reaching an end but today, today was otherworldly, as you glanced at the small display of the time at the corner of your laptop. the numbers didn't change fast enough. if they even did.

your work had been done an hour or so ago but you weren't allowed to leave as it was still working hours, and maybe, just maybe someone would turn up to let you know there was a video of the crew or the drivers to edit. so you sat there, chair becoming uncomfortable under your ass while you stared into space because you were the only one in department in today, no one there to chat with.

truly heartbreaking, you'd much rather go back to the hotel to sleep for awhile.

as you watched the two turn into a three, silently hummung a song you've heard this morning, the thin grey office door opened, causing you to peep up — the other side revealed a dishevelled looking alex, a bright toothy grin on his lips and excitement glinting in his brown doe eyes. you let out an overdramatic sigh, repositioning yourself on the chair.

"yes, alex, what brings you to the enemy?", you questioned him, face morphed into a bored facade whilst you clasped fingers around the pen you had currently played with.

alas alex wasn't one to shy away from your defensive side, strolling right besides you to plant himself on your desk. "what, can't a man see his beautiful girlfriend?", hands enclosed your much smaller ones. "is it a crime, i wasn't aware of, darling?"

pinching your eyebrows you tabed the pen against his leg. "you can but not while i'm working — as you should too, mind you!" You're painfully aware of the free display, a picture with him and you on the yearly Vietnam holiday staring right back at you, and the no work vibe you had going on — things he'd surly point out.

"m sorry, you seem very busy . . should i come back later after you burned a hole in the screen?", he joked, wearing that stupid grin your mouth instantly wanted to mirror.

little teasing shit, man whom you layed your heart strings openly.

"whatever. . you here to see me for what? in a few hours we're back in bed."

gently his knuckles caressed your cheeks, before his hands land on either other, leaning in to steal a kiss from your lips. his lips were a tad bit tried, probably from being outside most of the day in the heat, but they fit yours and your lips parted to welcome his tongue, while your hands tugged on the hair of his nape.

you broke apart, enjoying the soft gasp that left your throat and the cheeky smirk of his. "i know, just missed you and took a break to see you", he shared. "i also want a coffee, it tastes way better here."

shaking your head, you moved away from his body to prepare him said coffee, caring on the hummung of the song earlier and alex joins in, voice small yet strong enough to make sense out of the words. unconstitutionally, a tiny smile graced your lips, one alex could clearly see.

"bunny, what's got you smiling like that, hm? my singing?", the william's driver teased, crossing the room to stand behind you. he shakes his lean slightly bulky arms around you, pressing a kiss on top of your haircrown.

"ow shut up, al, or you can go back to your shitbox", you grumbled, but your body speaks a different language as you lean into him, sniffing his vanilla and spices perfume, a scent that calmed your nerves and bought good memories.

"but you wouldn't, bunny", he giggled. "you love me so much", the man sung in-between butterfly kisses, "so so much."

turning around in his embrace, you pouted. "should've ignored you back in 'nineteen, would've been a much less busy life f'me." "i was way too cute to ignore, just say you love me."

"whatever", you release a breath.

expectantly, your lover stared down on you.

"okay, fine, i love you", you hushed, neck burning from the outspoken confession. "happy now?"

"oh bunny, with you i'm always happy but hearing those three magical words make me swoon", he pressed the back of his left hand against his forehead, signing dramatically. "now gimme kisses, my grumpy bunny."

the coffee sat long forgotten on the sideboard as alex took your breath away with feverish kisses and wandering hands, caressing down your back to your ass, squeezing it lightly.

[ and then the atmosphere broke. "—ow not again guys", a wide eyed charles stood in the door, causing the pair of you to spring apart. "just two races in the season and i'm already sick of you." ]

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[rentsturner]

A Place To Hide - A.T.

Alex turner x fem!reader

warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), kissing, tiny bit of dirty talk, teasing, begging and orgasm denial (if you squint), fluff before and after, established relationship

a/n: for my bestie @ohladymoon I hope you enjoy this. its pretty short, but I needed something to get me out of my slump.

You slowly wake up to sunlight filtering through the blinds, casting a warm glow over your sleeping boyfriend, who’s softly snoring away next to you. The alarm clock next to you says 9:00 AM, a nice lie in for a Sunday morning. You think about your plans for the day before remembering that you and Alex have decided on a chilled day to spend time with each other, having not seen him much this week due to his long hours at the studio recording a new album. A warm feeling settles in your chest at the thought of relaxing with Alex all day, watching films, reading books together and probably ordering a takeaway in the evening. 

You yawn and stretch, trying taking care not to nudge Alex and wake him up, but you hear him mumble and groan, as if he can sense that you’ve awoken. 

You roll over to face him, watching as his eyelashes flutter, his squint as his eyes adjust to the light and he rubs one hand over his face, reaching up to scratch his forehead as he yawns loudly. His eyes focus on you and a tired smile spreads over his face. 

“Morning, love.”

“Morning, Al.” You smile at his voice, deep and husky, a little hoarse from all the singing he’s been doing at the studio recently. The bags under his eyes add to the picture, suggesting he may be working himself a little too hard. You make a mental note to ask him about it later, make sure he’s looking after himself. 

His arm loops around your waist, tugging on your hip to pull you closer into his warmth. You snuggle into his chest, breathing in his musky scent, but Alex interrupts you, tugging on your hair softly and tilting your head upwards to look at him. His face splits into a sleepy grin before he moves in and brushes his lips against yours. It’s slow and a little needy, making up for the lost time over the past week, savouring the first kiss of the day. His tongue swipes your bottom lip and you open your mouth for him, whining as his tongue pushes past yours. His nose is pushing into your cheek and his soft hair is tickling your forehead, but you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. 

Alex’s grip tightens on your hip, fingers squeezing gently, before smoothing his hand over your ass cheeks, kneading the flesh slowly. 

You giggle at his neediness and murmur against his lips. “Someone’s eager.”

Alex whines, but doesn’t deny it. “I’ve barely seen you all week, darling. It’s been too long.”

You roll your eyes and laugh, Alex takes the opportunity to begin kissing down your neck.

“Al, you had me Monday night, Wednesday night, and Thursday. Twice on Thursday, actually, if I remember correctly.”

“Not. Enough.” Alex huffs in between kisses. You smirk. As much as you love to tease him, you’ve missed him too - the quickies late at night, before bed, aren’t enough for you either. Alex tried his best, but he’s been so tired from recording recently that two rounds was the maximum he could go before he was snoring into the mattress. You understand. But now that he’s taking his time with you, worshipping you and marking up the skin on your neck, it's easy for you to get excited. You thread your fingers into his hair, soft and fluffy from sleep, and you tug on it gently, knowing how much Alex loves having his hair played with. 

His kisses get more frantic and frequent as he moves from your neck, down your shoulder, kissing along your arm as you giggle at his actions. He takes your hand in his, maintaining your gaze with his own as he brings your knuckles to his lips and kisses them gently. 

His gaze flits over your face and you blush at the intensity of his stare as he whispers softly “You’re so beautiful. Did you know?”

“No, Al, it’s not like you tell me everyday.” you laugh again, acting playful and nonchalant but secretly a little moved by his earnest admission.

“Well, that’s my job as your boyfriend. To tell you that you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”

You lean in to brush your lips against his again, humming your thanks. You pull back before he can deepen the kiss and he whines, deep in his chest.

“And you - you’re the most handsome man in the world.”

“Obviously.” Alex rolls his eyes jokingly and you scoff and slap his chest lightly.

“The cockiest man in the world too, evidently.”

“Don’t you know it…” 

Alex ducks his head down to continue his exploits on your neck, mouthing and kissing wetly at your skin, finding your sweet spot and nibbling on it, eliciting an unexpected moan from your throat. He takes your noises as a sign to continue as he manoeuvres himself so that he’s leaning over you, holding his weight up with his forearms on either side of your head. Slowly, he starts moving downwards, shuffling down your body, littering your breasts with open mouthed kisses through your thin sleep shirt. You moan as his hot mouth finds your peaked nipple, a rough palm rubbing the other one, but he moves on after a few moments, still moving south on his search for his goal. And you know exactly what his goal is. 

Finally, he settles himself between your legs. You kick the blankets away, wanting your view of your handsome boyfriend eating you out to be unobstructed. Goosebumps appear along your bare skin, partly from the chill of the air, partly from the anticipation of what’s about to happen.

Alex pushes your legs apart, hooking a finger in your panties to pull them off smoothly, but he doesn’t touch your dripping centre yet. He bites your inner thigh and you yelp, in surprise and excitement, and he chuckles, then licks and sucks over the mark, soothing the sting. He continues on the opposite thigh, biting, nipping, licking, sucking, building you up until you feel like you’re gonna drip all over the sheets. You need his mouth on your cunt. 

“Fuck…Al, don’t tease me.”

Alex just chuckles from his position between your legs, but he plants a final kiss on your inner thigh before pushing your legs apart even further. Your heart rate picks up, desperate to finally have his mouth where you want it. Alex’s thumbs reach to gently pull your lips apart, revealing how wet you've become over the last 15 minutes, your pink clit glistening like a jewel above your puffy hole. You hear him groan deeply as he takes you in, feel his hot breath fan out over your sensitive skin before finally, finally, he dives in. 

He licks one long stripe up your slit, gathering your juices on his tongue and moaning as he tastes you, then he presses his lips to your clit and suckles. After all the teasing, the feel of his hot mouth lapping and sucking at you is like a glass of cool water on a hot day and you groan embarrassingly loudly. Your hands grasp at his hair again, fingers entwining with his soft strands, tugging and pulling. Alex hums in response against your clit, the vibrations going straight to your core and you moan yet again. 

You grind your hips, moving slowly against Alex’s face, your clit rubbing against his nose while his tongue pushes easily into your hole. You peer down at Alex, gasping as you see his face contorted in pleasure, his eyes scrunched closed, his cheeks and chin glossy with your juices. You see his own hips grinding slowly against the mattress, chasing his own pleasure. It always amazes you how much eating you out turns him on, how many times he’s come in his pants like a 16 year old as his tongue laps away at you. He’s never ashamed though, often proud in fact. You’ll have to repay the favour later, most likely multiple times throughout the day.

You're jolted back to the present, a wave of adrenaline rolling through your blissful fog as Alex’s long finger pokes at your hole. He presses in just the tip, letting you feel him before pulling out again. He repeats the action, still suckling at your clit, never pushing in anymore than an inch, watching your cunt clench around nothing when he pulls back.

You tug on his hair more forcefully. “P-please, Al.”

Alex lifts his head up from your cunt momentarily, a lazy grin spreading over his face. Your juices glisten on his lips as he whispers “Please what, darling?”

You whine, too overwhelmed to think about stupid things like words, tugging harder on his hair.

“You know what I-- what I want.”

“Of course I do, I just like to hear you beg.” Alex laughs, pushing his finger in again just up to the tip, wiggling it a little to let you feel him, to tease you even more and you can’t cope anymore.

“Oh, fingers, Al, need your fingers, please, I-”

You groan loudly as he finally plunges his finger into you, up to the knuckle, moving it back and forth slowly, stroking your walls as he moves in and out. He laughs again at your reaction, then ducks his head back down to continue lapping at your clit, like a man starved. 

There's a sharp pinch and then an even deeper roll of pleasure as Alex pushes a second finger into your hole. He curls his digits, pushing and stroking against your walls and your eyes roll back, the feeling of him so deep inside you coupled with his mouth against your clit enough to bring you close to the edge already. 

“Al, I’m-”

“Not yet.” The words are murmured quietly but firmly against your skin, but you hear them just the same. You clench your fists, trying to hold back the wave of pleasure threatening to engulf you, trying to eke a few more moments of bliss before you cum. 

Alex has other ideas though. He scissors his fingers, spreading them as far as they’ll go before pulling his fingers out a little, watching your hole gape and contract around his digits. The stretch you feel is practically euphoric and you whine and pant, so close to the edge, so ready to fall. 

When Alex dips his head down one last time to lap at your open hole, you can’t hold back any longer. Your hips buck, a high pitched moan escaping from your lips, one hand yanking on Alex’s hair, pushing his head further into your cunt, the other hand grasping desperately at the bedsheets. The wave of pleasure rushes over you and your vision goes black for a split second, you feel a gush of wetness as you finally release. Alex eases you through your orgasm, fingers still stretching you, pumping in and out of your cunt gently, his tongue flicking at your clit. After a few moments, you tug on his hair, indicating to him that it's too much, too sensitive, too overwhelming, and he licks one last stripe up your cunt to clean you up before he finally pulls away. 

He sits back on his heels, taking you in with a lazy grin. You’re boneless, lying back against the pillows, covered in a sheen of sweat, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. Alex smooths his hands over your shaking legs, squeezing the trembling muscles gently, soothing you as you come back to earth. 

“What a lovely breakfast that was.” Alex flops himself back onto the bed next to you, nuzzling into your chest and getting himself comfy.

“Wait, let me- let me help you.” You can feel his hard cock poking at your thigh, obviously having managed not to come in his pants this time. 

Alex just hums against your skin, rubbing your sides with his large palms, his eyes fluttering shut. “Later. Let me nap.”

“Al, we literally just woke up.”

“We’ve got all day, baby, ‘s no rush. Am tired.” 

He kisses your breasts tenderly, then rests his cheek against your chest - his favourite place to nap.

You huff. “Alright, just an hour though.”

Alex smiles and hums in agreement, and you smile too, allowing your eyes to close as you bask in the afterglow of your orgasm. You stroke Alex’s hair, holding his head close as the sound of your heartbeat lulls him to sleep. You aren’t far behind him, the warmth of your boyfriend draped over you and the comforting thought of the relaxing day ahead enough to send you to sleep in minutes.

Thanks for reading hope yous enjoyed tags: @martinipoliz @almluv @zayndrider @madnesstaking0ver@atticssmellgood@leafjoon @turnerside @turnertable @yourstartreatment

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sorry, still no new art, work has me tired af and I can't keep posting rushed sketches that I'm gonna end up hating (I'm SSSO tempted to delete some stuff lmao) but I have lots of wips and I'll be patient with myself and concentrate on those !! anyway-

Today I'm here to blabber about one thing that I've basically already storyboarded but Idk if it will ever see the light of day: a Sambastian coming of age(?) comic. I'm just going to put this idea into the world..

Mind you, it's really nothing crazy, but it's long enough to require a lot of commitment - that would mean not drawing anything else for a while, and idk if I'm able to do that while having the attention span of a goldfish when it comes to drawing only one thing at a time.

I could post page by page as I finish them, but my original (maybe too ambitious) idea was to make a Sambastian-centric fanzine to publish all at once, with the various chapters interspersed by some miscellaneous content. I looove the idea of creating an old-style printable zine, I'm just a big nerd for these things and I like printed paper. Realistically thought, the single-page posts are more accessible.

Technically it's an AU because it diverges slightly from the canon SDV universe, mostly in the timeline of the various families moving to Pelican Town. Also it adds to the relationships that all characters have with each other, to what school/uni they attended and stuff like that - which aren't as in-depth within the game.

The story per se is very simple: it follows Sebastian and Sam going from teenagers to adults, their struggles, the ups and downs in their friendship and eventually their romantic relationship. Basically it's the lead-up to Older!Sambastian. It also features other SDV characters such as Alex and Abigail (I would love to have them all if I ever expand on it). It's obviously SFW until they are adults, even if their experiences get mentioned and questioned...just know there is some Seb/Alex and Sam/Penny action lol. It's also quite different from what I've done up until now because this story it's angsty, like, very much so. TW worthy. Uncharted territory fr.

By the way I know I said it's long but it's not actually THAT long for now (15 pages?). The story is made up of snippets from different moments, like little windows in their life (for example there are a couple of scenes set in their first year of high school, but the following one it's set in their third year - some jumps are longer than others). At the same time this type of narration allows me to go back and add missing moments very easily if I ever actually finish this comic and wish to further expand on it.

I don't even know if anyone would be interested in this - except for me and like three darling mutuals who tolerate my ideas - but it would be such a cool thing to dooo ughh 😩😩😩 anyone who volunteers to be my benefactor so I can focus on fictional characters like god intended?? Maybe on a beach with a Campari?? I don't ask of much tbh

[unrulywritings]

{Too Little ❤️‍🩹 Too Late}

Summary: In which Alex accidentally spills his guts to his best friend… his newly engaged best friend ❤️‍🩹

Word Count: ~3.4k ❤️‍🩹

Category: Angsty-ish/Fluff ❤️‍🩹

Trope: Friends to Lovers/Love Confession (part one?); GN reader (alluded afab like twice) ❤️‍🩹

Warnings: Not much I don't think, cheating (not Alex), some swearing, mostly they/them usage (sorry if I missed changing any, I decided to change it halfway through), usage of pet names (love, sweetheart, darling), usage of Y/N (just once I think), possibly cringe writing, grammatical errors, my first fic- (feel free to tell me if there's anything else)❤️‍🩹

A/N: I'm sorry if this is cringeeee- this is my first fic I'm actually posting to the world so constructive criticism is welcome- if this goes well I may start regularly posting idk but enjoy -🌈 Rainbow❤️‍🩹

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

🎼 You had been engaged for one week. One terrible exhausting week. Your boyfriend, now fiancé, was late home tonight… again. You'd been having your suspicions about him for a while but did nothing, I mean you had suspicions but no proof. So why blow up something good when accusations were unfounded… right?

Well that was until now-

“I'm sorry that you had to hear it from me,” the sweet apologetic voice says, “I want you to know that I had no idea he had a girlfriend or anything and I'm so sorry, I feel like a fucking idiot, and terrible person.” you listen to the poor girl on the other side, shuffling through the photos from the manila envelope you found in the mail today.

“Yep, those suspicions were founded then” you think as you see a picture of your fiancé with not one but three different girls in different photos. How one has the time to trick not only one person but four into thinking you’re in a committed monogamous relationship is baffling. The girl on the other side of the phone is one of those girls just like you. Apparently she had gotten your number from someone and felt so guilty she needed to call you to apologise.

“No sweetheart, you did nothing wrong, he was the one in the wrong. I'm sorry that he has deceived both of us. And thank you for reaching out, truly it means more than you could know,” she apologises again saying she's done with him and how much of a fool she feels.

“Oh trust me, I feel even more a fool, he proposed to me last week, and I said yes even though I had a feeling he was stepping out,” you sigh, you really were a fool.

You say your goodbyes to each other as you hear a key click into the lock and the door open. You take a deep breath and prepare to see your soon to be ex-fiancé walk down the narrow hall into the living room but instead you hear the call of your best friend.

“Darling? Are you home? You didn't answer my messages so I just came over,” he calls as he pads through the hall looking for you.

“Oh there you are love,” he heaves slightly with a bit of relief, as if your hour of not communicating led him to believe you were in peril.

Alex Turner, front man of the Arctic Monkeys, media proclaimed sex-god and unbelievably attractive man. To you it was all funny, you remember him as the cute boy in your maths class in university who was nervous to ask you to pass around the flyers to their next gig.

He made you feel welcome and comfortable in a new place, you'd foolishly decided you wanted to go to school in a new place— one far away from home and across the pond felt far enough to you. You were wholly unprepared to be in the world alone and in a foreign place but when that nervous boy in your freshman maths class walked up to you to give you a stack of flyers to his next show you felt welcome.

After he had introduced himself he warmed to you quickly and when he handed you a small stack of papers he'd told you to “Invite any of your other pretty American friends, we could really use more of those at our shows.” You blushed at his comment and when you'd told him you were utterly alone in the world he told you “That’s alright, you're pretty enough alone, you'd more than make up for the lack of pretty faces in the crowd,” and before he turned a heel and left the room he also told you “oh, and you just made your first friend here, so you're not so totally alone anymore,” he then flashed a cheeky grin and disappeared out the door leaving you utterly charmed in a full body flush.

When you showed up at the pub they were playing it was the first time in a while you didn't feel alone. You felt like you belonged, a feeling you didn't even have back home. That night was the night you also met your fiancé.

You stop yourself, “Nope— ex-fiancé as of tonight.” you think.

But that was years ago, and now that little indie band you used to hand out flyers for on campus is now internationally known. The boys had just finished another tour and you felt like a proud mother. It made your heart swell to see them so happy doing what they love everyday but you were glad they were home. You'd missed them dearly, especially Alex.

You really wished that he’d come at a better time though, you had to plan what you were gonna do when your fiancé got home. How you were gonna break the news to him that you were now broken up. You wished you could confide in Alex what your fiancé had done but you feared what he’d say. Your mind raced with anxiety and anger.

It seems you'd zoned our because when you tuned back into it Alex was calling your name, “Are you alright love?” he asks you concern crossing his face, “you kinda spaced out there, is everything okay?”

“Hm? Yeah, everything is fine Alex,” you let out a bit more aggressively then you had wanted, “I just got a lot on my mind you try to soothe, Alex had quickly picked up on your tonal slip up and poor cover-up.

“Sure,” he says skeptically, elongating the “E.”

You roll your eyes at him and you move to go to the kitchen, “What do you want Alex? I'm kinda in the middle of something and I gotta get dinner ready before—”

“I can come back at a better time? I'm sorry I let myself in, you weren't answering my messages and I got a bit worried,” he gives you his puppy eyes, trying to apologise for his intrusion but you weren't mad at him you were mad at your fiancé, your cheating, lying fiancé who was gonna be home soon.

You sigh, “I'm sorry Alex, I'm going through something right now,” you rub your temple as a tension headache starts to form. All of this was too much.

Alex steps towards you and wraps you in his arms, “It's alright love, do you want to talk about it?”

You shake your head “no” and bury your face in his neck. He smooths one hand down your back and the other in your hair instantly relaxing you, “Well when you’re ready I’m here you know. I’ll always be here for you.”

Goodness did he know you. The hug, asking if you wanna talk, everything about him puts you at ease. He was perfect, and his perfection only made the fact that your fiancé was cheating on you sting even more. You deserved better than a person who cheats and lies.

You nod affirmingly and reluctantly pull away, “Thanks love, but I really should get started with dinner, I’d ask you to stay but you know…” you trail off.

“Ironic” you think, that your fiancé was worried about Alex when he was the one stepping out on you. Projection much?

Alex’s shoulders dip, “Yeah, I know love,” he sighs, he looks troubled.

Your brow furrows in question and concern, “Alex?” you ask.

“Yeah love?” he asks right back.

“Are you okay?” you question him, just as he knew you, you knew him.

To any other person they may not have picked up on his mannerisms. The way his eyebrows have been furrowed the entire time he’s been here, a small crease forming between them. Or how he keeps fiddling with the pull on the zip of his leather jacket. Or how his dishevelled hair is even messier than usual. Or even the quiet storm that rages behind his eyes. You know he’s troubled with something but it was up to him to share that. You weren’t going to force him just as he didn’t force you.

It was nice to be understood like that, on a deep level that not a word needed to be exchanged to know the other. In a way that’s why you and Alex were best friends and why you were closer to him than any of the other boys. And if you let yourself think about it even closer than you and the person you had agreed to marry…

He clears his throat, “Yeah, yeah I’m alright love, no need to worry about me, yep, I’m alright,” he clears his throat again and runs his hands through his hair, “anyway I’m going to get going, see ya later darling.”

He was out the door before you could even blink.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

🎼 I take the slick steps down to the street and get in the car waiting for me. I don’t even bother to try and avoid the pelting rain. It felt kinda nice letting the heavy rain sting my skin as I dip into the car, shutting the door.

“So, did you tell them?”

“Couldn’t,” I shrug.

“Really? After everything you did just to get here? The PI, the pining, the waiting, the songs, the—”

“I get it Matt,” I grit out, “they’re more to me than someone to hang off my arm and you know that. It was just the wrong time. I couldn’t do it.”

“I do mate, but you gotta act, how’re they gonna know if you don’t tell them anything?”

“Too little too late, I told you that last week.”

“You think they’re gonna stay with him after all he’s done? I doubt it. Y/N would be very stupid to say no to you, so it’s a good thing they are smart. They know their worth.”

“Just take me home,” I was done trying to argue, I’d lost them years ago, far before they got engaged.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

🎼 It was even later than you expected for your fiance to get home. So late in fact that most of your stuff was already packed away in your car. You didn’t know what you were going to do or where you were going. All you did know was that you were going to confront the cheating bastard and leave him behind.

You sat on the loveseat in your cramped living room waiting for your fiance to walk in. You had heard the door open and close along with shuffling. You just sat and waited patiently for him to walk into the room wasting no more effort on him.

“Babe? Where are you? I totally got swamped at work, I’m sorry.”

You couldn’t help but scoff, even before you knew about his infidelity you hardly believed his stories about being swamped at work. You just assumed he wanted to hang out with his friends, and of course when you were most insecure, you thought he might be cheating yet each time you asked and he reassured you, you believed him. At your sound your fiance finally walks into the living room.

“There you are, did you make dinner? I’m sorry I’m late.” He leans down to where you are on the loveseat to kiss you but you swerve him, his lips landing on your cheek instead, “Huh? Is something wrong babe?”

You scoff again and get to your feet, “Is there something wrong?” you mock, childish you know but surely you deserve to be a bit childish after everything you’ve been submitted to.

His face screws up in confusion and he steps back from you, “Seriously? What’s your problem? Are you on your period or something?”

His words make your stomach turn, “Seriously? You can’t even have an original retort? And for your information, you are my problem,” you spit back, and cross the room toward the hall and front entrance.

“W-what?” he sputters, “I don’t understand, how am I your problem?”

You throw the envelope to him and it lands at his feet, “That is why you are my problem,” he moves to pick up the envelope as you put on your coat and pick up your keys at the front door.

Somehow his face gets even more screwed up, “Huh? Wh–? It’s not what it looks like! Where did you get these? Baby I can expl—” you stop him with a hand, making him pause.

“I don’t care to hear what you have to say, and whoever sent them did me a favour. Goodbye and fuck you.”

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

🎼 You pulled into the drive not knowing how or when you decided to come here. Something in you just said it was right and as you turned off the engine to your car you looked up at the windows of the modest but beautiful home of Alex.

You sighed and willed yourself out of your car. You weren't scared if Alex would let you in or anything but you were nervous about everything that came after getting inside. What would Alex say to you about devoting so much of your life to a scumbag? To you it was probably one of the only things you couldn't predict about your best friend. You knew Alex didn’t care for your ex-fiance and you never really knew why but for the sake of yourself you typically just tried to avoid the topic of relationships when you were together. It made you wonder about Alex’s relationships now, I mean since you never really spoke of yours he never spoke of his. What you knew of his partners came from the media and what he told you in passing. Your thinking also made you wonder what Alex was like in a relationship.

You shook your head, clearing your thoughts as the rain picked up again. You quickly moved up the drive to the stairs as the rain soaked you to the bone. You climbed the few steps and gave a firm but not aggressive knock to the door. When there was no answer you knocked again a bit firmer. When still no answer you sighed and used your key. You knew he was home by the lights on inside but you didn’t like using your key unless need be.

You let yourself in, stripping off your soaked coat at the door along with your shoes. You’re grateful for the warmth inside the house contrasting your shivering frame. SIghing you grab the throw blanket from the back of the couch in the living room and wander to go find Alex. You assume he’s in his home studio. It’s sound proof in there so the chances he heard you are slim. You make your way there and as you do you hear Alex and what sounds like his drunken ramblings through the studio door left slightly ajar.

It’s not the first time you’ve heard said drunken ramblings and you roll your eyes at his ridiculousness. As you move closer to the door you can just make out a few words or what you assume are words as most of it is a slurred jumbled mess of sounds that vaguely resemble words. You’re just at the door when you hear Alex sigh and say your name. You freeze— had he seen you? Surely not, he hadn’t answered the door and you hadn’t made much fuss at the door. And as you listen further you’re sure he hadn’t heard you.

“They’re just so pretty, it’s like they’re made of sunshine and starlight,” he drunkenly slurs. You’re wide-eyed at that accusation, surely he wasn’t speaking about you— right?

“But I’m just a fool, a spineless fool to fall for me best friend and one engaged at that! Oh, Alexander, truly what a fool you are! To pine for a person taken before you could get the courage to ask them out and to spend years trying to recreate what you have with anyone else is embarrassing. All the times you tried to tell them such and floundered miserably; just like today. Oh, the time you’ve wasted on a person you can even have! And doesn’t it hurt to know that the bastard has been cheating on that beautiful soul and you’re to do nothing more. Ugh!” you hear a crash on the other side of the door, possibly a glass thrown but you were more preoccupied by the confession. The words bounced around in your head as you tried to make sense of them. You were so preoccupied in fact you hadn’t noticed the heavy foot fall heading right toward you.

“Oi and you’ve made a right mess of yourself haven’t ya? You certainly aren’t fit for a person worthy of more than the world or universe could ever conjure. A person wh—” he pauses as he flings the door open and collides with you in the dark hall.

You’re knocked back a bit but quickly steadied by Alex’s hands on your shoulders. His touch grounding yet electrifying and you jump back to reality. Both wide-eyed and painfully aware you stare at each other in the darkened hall, the only source of light the ambered glow of the lamp in the studio behind Alex.

“D–darling?” he stutters out nervously, “when did you get here? Are ya alright, you’re soaked! You’re gonna get a cold like that, here let me get you something dry to wear,” he tries to manoeuvre you out of the way but you stand firm.

“Alex?” you query and he tries to move you once again but you stand solid.

You shrug his hands away, “Alex? Is— is what you just said true? I mean— how— how did you know about the cheating? Do you really like me? When? How? What? I—” now that your head is catching up to everything you just heard a million questions flicker through your mind for Alex and even more for yourself.

“Do I like him? And if I did what would I do? Oh god am I blushing? I feel like I’m on fire! Did he say he wanted to tell me? TODAY? Is that why he got all squirrely this afternoon? Did he send the photos? How did he find out? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?”

Alex steps back and pulls at his hair seemingly having just as many conflicting emotions run across his mind, “Oh god darling, you weren’t supposed to hear that. I— I— oh god,” he collapses on the couch in his studio, head falling into his hands as he mutters on about how he just ruined everything.

You cross the room to sit in the matching armchair across from where he’s sitting, avoiding bits of glass that seem to have been the cup he threw at the wall by the door earlier.

You look at him and ask again, “Alex,” you plead, “do you like me?” You’re not certain what you want his answer to be but you’re desperate to know.

He goes silent for a moment and lets out a sigh. He runs his hands through his hair, his dishevelled look becoming even messier, “Would you hate me if I said yes?” he asked right back, sounding so insecure. It was like you were back in that class and he was that nervous boy trying to introduce himself.

And you could help but love that boy.

“I wouldn’t,” you smiled, “in fact,” you implored further, “I think I might say I like him too.”

Your words make his eyes snap to yours, “Really?” he asks, looking at you bewildered and unbelieving.

You nod and bite back an idiodic smile, “I think so… I mean if I think about it, who wouldn't love a man like you?”

“But, you’re engaged and—”

“Not anymore and that doesn’t matter anymore,” you interject, “I think we both have a lot of things to catch up on and lots to discuss,” you stand and put out your hand for Alex, “come on, it’s gonna be a long night.”

He smiles and takes your hand.

Maybe it wasn’t too late after all.

A/N (pt two): This ended up way longer than I expected (I am very long winded in real life as well 😅) I also wrote much of this while watching Tangled on repeat (Eugene is so baby) ANYWAY I hope you at least mildly enjoyed this I feel like it’s too cringe but I am done trying to edit this 😭 Feel free to interact as you please I am going to disappear into the void now

-🌈 Rainbow❤️‍🩹

[tailsbeth-writes]

heyr taylor happy friday luv

here's my ficlet prompt this week

3. I’m a blessing of a body to love on (I’m Not Here To Make Friends - Sam Smith) for a little bit of southern philanthropy(liam/pez) plz but as always if firstprince works better i'm good with that 💚

I didn't have many requests this week so you got an extra long ficlet with both pairings you lucky thang 😘 Find this on Ao3 here!

Henry is staring at his wardrobe and wants to scream. He needs to get ready for a fundraiser, one that is a bit more wild (only Percy could think of a cirque du so-gay theme) and part of him misses the usual stuffy suit and tie dress code. They were safe, flattering no matter what.

Alex is in the bathroom singing along to Sam Smith, no doubt looking more and more handsome by the second. Henry discovered he was putting on eyeliner for the party and practically melted on the spot. Who knew those eyes could look more beautiful?

‘Did you decide on your outfit baby?’ Alex calls from the bathroom. Henry scrunches his face up. He backs up to the bed and lets himself fall back.

‘Hen, you okay?’

Henry gazes up to see Alex in the doorway, his torso is still glinting from the shower and he's only wearing boxers. God, he's beautiful. He lays his head back and sighs.

‘This might sound odd but I'm missing my grey ties and suits.’

There's a thud next to Henry, he turns his head to see Alex. Henry can't help but stare at his lined eyes, there's a slight glitter in the liner that catches the light.

‘I thought we had brought you around to colour, I know for a fact Percy made sure of it.’

Henry looks over at the wardrobe behind Alex and looks down at his body. The t-shirt he's wearing is certainly tighter than 6 months earlier. Relationship weight is what June called it. A healthy thing apparently, but Henry wasn't so sure.

Alex rolls on to his side and caresses Henry’s cheek, Henry’s eyes flutter shit a moment.

‘Hen, talk to me. You're safe here.’

‘Have you really not noticed?’

Alex’s thumb strokes over Henry's cheekbones, he furrows his brow.

‘Noticed what, baby?’

‘That your boyfriend has become chubby as of late.’ Henry prods his tummy. Alex’s eyes look down his torso and back up to Henry’s face. He lunges at Henry’s lips, biting the plush skin a little before backing off.

‘My boyfriend is hot as fuck. And maybe I think the tummy is cute…’

Henry blinks several times. Alex is grinning down at him and it's confusing and arousing.

‘Okay, now you've lost me.’

Alex strokes down Henry's arm.

‘You’re happy here. I love seeing how you get a kick out of doing the laundry or making your beloved quiches. You're not stressed or thinking about what you're doing and how it affects the crown.’

Henry nods and Alex’s hand moves to his tummy. Henry lets out a tiny gasp.

‘This gorgeous little tummy shows how comfortable you are. And I love that I get to see you this way.’

Alex’s hand crawls under Henry's t-shirt as he leans in close, leaving a kiss on his forehead.

‘I love that I get to make love to this beautiful, happy body of yours.’

He kisses Henry’s cheeks, behind his ears and down his jaw. Henry's skin is tingling.

‘Fuck, Wales, you're so sexy.’ Alex whispers.

‘Alex, darling… we need to-’

‘The party can fucking wait.’ Alex’s voice is deep and rich and Henry wants to surrender to it. Alex finally rolls over and straddles Henry. Their lips can't get to each other quick enough. Alex is rocking his hips, Henry sits up a little so Alex can pull off his t-shirt. Alex smiles as his fingers make their way over Henry's skin, there's a blush inching down his chest.

‘This body is a blessing, I'm so fucking lucky you chose me Henry.’

Henry pulls Alex close, his hand scrambling to intertwine with Alex's hair.

‘I love you so much Alex.’ He kisses with all the love he can possibly fathom. When they finally break for oxygen, Alex is beaming at Henry and Henry giggles.

‘I love you too baby, but if I don't get to fuck you in the next five minutes I might explode.’

‘But the pa-’

Alex puts a hand over Henry’s mouth.

‘Percy will understand. Now go lie on the pillows like a good little prince so I can show you how much I love this incredible body of yours.’’

And how is Henry to refuse that?

‘They were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago…’ Liam is tapping his foot on the floor nervously. His arms are crossed over his chest, covering the skin that is on show underneath his red ringmaster's jacket. He felt fucking ridiculous back in his hotel room but now he's here, he’s likely got the least skin on show.

‘Don’t you worry your gorgeous little head about it.’ Percy kisses his forehead lightly, not wanting to transfer his red lipstick. Liam rolls his eyes as Percy backs off.

‘Hey, you alright? Hang on…’

Percy puts his arm around Liam's shoulders and pulls him away from the bar and down a quiet hallway. The lighting feels much harsher than in the hall, Liam can see the slightest smudge under Percy's eyes.

‘Talk to me, I know a catty Liam when I see one.’

Liam huffs and starts fiddling with fringe on Percy's corset. He decided to embrace the sideshow freak title, donning a glittery beard, corset and bloomers.

‘I love how flamboyant you are. But sometimes, I feel a bit out of my depth. Alex and Henry are my life boat at these parties.’

Percy takes Liam's hands from the fringe and places a kiss in his palm, and pulls Liam's fingers over it.

‘I’m sorry, my dear. Please never keep this from me again. I want you to feel comfortable, you could even come in a t-shirt and jeans.’

Liam laughs, his head falls on Percy's shoulder.

‘You don't mean that in a million years. The last part I mean.’

Percy barks a laugh, and pulls Liam in for a hug.

‘Thank god, it would completely go against the dress code.’

As they recover from their fit of laughter, their phones vibrate at the same time. Percy pulls his out of his corset quicker.

Henry's Strumpet

slight delay

bad traffic

Auntie Pezza

No worries darlings

Liam 🤠❤️

I smell bullshit

Henry's Strumpet

shut up

Ur staying at the hotel

What do you know

Liam 🤠❤️

I know that you're 10 mins drive away, maybe 20 in bad traffic. You're over 30 mins late

Henry's Strumpet

when did you get so good at maths

Auntie Pezza

Now now, let's calm down lovelies

Henry 👑🥰

Apologies Percy, we're running late. Alex accosted me and quite frankly, fucked my brains out.

Liam 🤠❤️

WTF

DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT

Henry 👑🥰

Fuck.

That was not meant for the group chat. I am so sorry, so so so sorry.

Auntie Pezza

That's my boy!! 🥲

Henry's Strumpet

um excuse me accosted?

[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

Might do a version with other singers

Alex I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere / Screaming “who could ever leave me, darling" but who could stay? / I once believed love would be black and white, but it's golden / They all wanna be ya, but are you still the same soul I met under the bleachers? / They say home is where the heart is, but that's not where mine lives / I search the party of better bodies, just to learn that my dreams aren't rare / They see right through me, I see right through me / And I screamed for whatever it's worth, “I love you," ain't that the worst thing you ever heard? / Karma is the guy on the screen, coming straight home to me Claremont-Diaz

and

Henry With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief / Would it be enough if I could never give you peace? / I know better, but I still feel you all around / You are not like the regulars, the masquerade revelers, drunk as they watch my shattered edges glisten / To you I can admit, than I’m just too soft for all of it / I’m the one who burned us / I looked around in a blood-soaked gown, and I saw something they can't take away / All of this silence and patience, pining and desperately waiting / And they’ll tell you now you’re the lucky one Fox

and

June Something different bloomed, writing in my room / He was sunshine, I was midnight rain / Lord, what will become of me once I've lost my novelty? / It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you / Could all be separated from my good ideas and power moves? / You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless / I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush / I jump from the train, I ride off alone / I hate accidents, except when we went from friends to this Claremont-Diaz

and

Nora I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say / I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost / What's a girl gonna do? A diamond's gotta shine / Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room? / Baby, we're the new romantics. The best people in life are free / You don't know about me, but I'll bet you want to / And I got that red lip classic thing that you like / Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend / I’m so sick of running as fast as I can Holleran

and

Pez When I walk in the room, I can still make the whole place shimmer / Swear to be overdramatic and true / He got that boyish look that I like in a man / You know how much I hate that everybody just expects me to bounce back / I'll be summer sun for you forever / And when you find everything you looked for, I hope your life will lead you back to my door / He smiles, it’s like the radio / I love each freckle on your face / What if I told you none of it was accidental? And the first night that you saw me nothing was gonna stop me Okonjo

and

Bea What a shame she went mad / I should've asked you how to be, asked you to write it down for me / I’ll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror / Got the radio on, my old blue jeans / And by the way, I’m going out tonight / Karma’s gonna track you down, step by step, from town to town / Everything you lose is a step you take / If a man talks shit then I owe him nothing / All your closets of backlogged dreams, and how you left them all to me Fox

[gobs-archive]

9 Ship Songs

Thank you so much @lordgortash for the tag!

Tagging @evathenovice @misery-lake @claudia-nomusaabara @southern-stark @sapphireangelbunny @illusivesoul @river-ward @enderevynne @euryalex and anyone else who wants to try this!

A mini-playlist for a ship

Thom Rainier and Valona Lavellan

1. Next to Me- Imagine Dragons

There's something about the way that you always see the pretty view Overlook the blooded mess, always lookin' effortless And still you, still you want me I got no innocence, faith ain't no privilege I am a deck of cards, vice or a game of hearts And still you, still you want me

2. Little Do You Know- Alex and Sierra

Little do you know I know you're hurt while I'm sound asleep Little do you know All my mistakes are slowly drownin' me Little do you know I'm tryin' to make it better piece by piece Little do you know I I love you 'til the sun dies

3. Only Love Can Hurt Like This- Paloma Faith

Say I wouldn't care if you walked away But every time you're there, I'm beggin' you to stay And when you come close (when you come close), I just tremble And every time, every time you go It's like a knife that cuts right to my soul

4. I Found- Amber Run

I'll use you as a warning sign That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind And I'll use you as a focal point So I don't lose sight of what I want And I've moved further than I thought I could But I missed you more than I thought I would And I'll use you as a warning sign That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind

5. Work Song- Hozier

My baby never fret none About what my hands and my body done If the Lord don't forgive me I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me When I was kissing on my baby And she put her love down soft and sweet In the low lamp light I was free Heaven and hell were words to me

6. Middle of the Night- Elley Duhé

These burning flames, these crashing waves Wash over me like a hurricane I'll captivate, you're hypnotized Feel powerful, but it's me again

7. The Reason- Hoobestank

I'm sorry that I hurt you It's something I must live with everyday And all the pain I put you through I wish that I could take it all away And be the one who catches all your tears

8. Say Something- A Great Big World

And I am feeling so small It was over my head I know nothing at all And I will stumble and fall I'm still learning to love Just starting to crawl

9. Line Without A Hook- Ricky Montgomery

Darling, when I'm fast asleep I've seen this person watching me Saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?" Oh Guess there is something, and there is nothing There is nothing in between And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer Watching over me, he's singing "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a boy"

[countrymusiclover]

35 - Letter Storm

Part 36

Country Rancher

Tags @whateverthecostner @rosie-posie08 @kaycejdutton @kayceduttonn @kcloveswrestling @the-morning-star-falls @kaymudd @hcwthewestwaswcn

Thunder roared outside the large windows of the Dutton house. Kayce and I had called in today and asked the assistant to call us if it was an emergency. I had started working at the Livestock Office again since the Sheriff and I no longer have issues. Rummaging around in the bag that Bree had found the other day with letters from Spencer and Cara Dutton. Picking up the pile of papers I headed into the living room seeing my husband sitting on the couch. "Where are the kids at, Kayc?"

"Tate is playing with the twins inside the barn. And I think Carter and Bree are upstairs thinking of baby names. Oh and don't tell her but I took one of the security cameras from work and hid it in her room." He sends me a smirk while I round the couch plopping down beside him.

Raising a brow at his words there were some times that he went overboard. This was one of those moments. "Kayce, don't you think that is a little much. I mean she's already pregnant."

"Doesn't mean they can't still sleep together again, darling. What are those letters you have?" He draped his arm behind me scooting closer seeing the envelopes in my lap.

Unfolding one of the letters I had pulled out I lay my head on his chest with him moving his arm to wrap around my waist. "Bree found them one morning. I haven’t read any of them so I just thought it would be interesting too. They seem to be dated from your ancestors named Spencer and Cara Dutton.”

"Well go ahead and read one then." He told me simply looking up at the window seeing that the rain was starting to pick up and hit the glass softly.

Shifting so I was snuggled up against his warm embrace I cleared my throat attempting to read the old handwriting. "Alex, I am not good at writing. I am just a man of action who doesn't waste moments in life. When I met you I was struggling with what happened during the war. I didn't really care what happened when I was hunting animals. You have made my life better since then so I decided to write this letter to you. For when we are reunited at my family's ranch. I will find a way back to you, Spencer."

"I think I remember dad mentioning that there was a hunter in our family. What do the other ones say, Y/n?" He asked me to move some of them around and hand me another one. He honestly enjoyed it when I would read to him like he was still a child. I figured it had something to do with losing his mother at such a young age.

I did wish some days that I could get to know my mother in law. Be able to tell her how much I loved and adored her youngest son. That she could see her beautiful grandchildren the way John does. Evelyn Dutton was missed by everyone in this household. "Um let's see. Oh here's one that's written from Alex I think…Dear Spencer, I am burning to be with you again. I managed to get off the ship we were on and am now hoping to find passage to Montana. My love for you only grows during the time we are apart. Until we reunite, my love.”

“Awe this is so sweet. I can’t believe that they were separated.” My husband responded back, lifting up and meeting my gaze. We heard footsteps coming from down the stairs where we both turned our heads seeing our daughter and Carter.

Bree had her bag in her hands, sending me a look. “Hey mom. Dad, could we go get something to eat in town. I am craving ice cream and we are out?”

Kayce and I turned our heads back at each other both sharing the same look. The rain had stopped for a little bit and it wasn’t supposed to storm any worse until later tonight. “I guess so but just remember that you need to be back before the storm comes. I don’t want any of my children outside tonight.”

“We will be. Thanks uh…Mrs. Dutton.” Carter tipped his hat, taking my daughter’s hand in his, leading her out the front door towards the truck since he was old enough to drive now.

It was an hour after they left that the thunder and lightning had begun picking up. Kayce had gone to bring the other kids inside the house and close up the barn. Closing the fridge I had put some microwaved pizza on some plates giving them to the kids to eat. Kayce and I had crawled into bed where he opened one of the drawers of the nightstand beside the bed. He pulled out a notepad showing it to me. “I went and snooped in our daughter's room and I found this. I think that’s why she was keeping the letters.”

“She was thinking of baby names. Jewels, Gordon, Harrison, Spencer and Olivia.” I read off the names on the list seeing the lights of the house flickering on and then remained off longer where when they came back on we heard multiple sets of feet on the wooden floor.

The bedroom door got kicked open suddenly where we lifted up noticing that Elsa and Dallas were huddled together. “Mommy, can we sleep with you?” She asked, squeezing her teddy bear to her chest.

“Of course, sweetie.” I patted the bedside where she ran forward climbing up and getting in between her daddy and I.

Kayce turned his focus back to his younger son seeing that he was standing in the doorway. “You want up here too, bud. You’re mother and I don’t mind.” The lights went off again where he made a noise at us.

He still remained standing there glancing out into the hallway until I heard Tate’s voice. “Dad, he’s acting like me…I thought I was too old too - ah!” He jumped now standing behind his younger brother, sending us a concerned look.

“Come on Tate. Age don’t matter right now.” Tossing the covers aside I picked up my little boy in my arms waiting for Kayce’s other child to climb in our bed. The power completely went out where the twins latched onto us in fear.

Tate layed his head on my stomach hearing the front door get slammed open telling us that his sister was home. I didn’t feel like getting out of the bed so I just texted her that I was happy she was safe. “At least they got home safe. Now our kids are here.” Kayce draped his arm over my shoulder kissing my forehead.

Shutting my eyes I was about asleep until my phone went off on the nightstand. I scooted myself out of the bed doing my best to not wake up the kids since it was hard enough getting them to sleep when there was a heavy storm. Stepping into the hallway I didn’t check the caller ID. “Hello who is this exactly?”

“Y/n, this is Jamie. There’s some interesting information I discovered recently. And I don’t think you want your children to learn what their grandpa really does on that ranch.” He responded through the phone making me glance over my shoulder seeing that Kayce was still fast asleep.

Pressing the phone back to my ear I whispered. “What do you want from me, Jamie. And under no circumstances will you come after my children.”

“I want John to pay. What I want from you is help me become Governor or I will pull up your records with the sheriff and bring all that past drama back into your life.” The former Dutton threatened where I hung up the phone running my fingers through my hair heading back to bed. Jamie had no right to do any kind of threat against me.

[waxwingsandheartstrings]

..

to Quackity

I'm so sorry, my love. I'm so, so sorry. I'll miss you so much. I already do. I hope you know I'm yours until the end, and even after. Forever and always. please don't blame yourself for any of this, I know you did your best. I'm sorry I didn't do enough for you. I love you. I'll get to call you my husband someday, but for now, I'll just call you mine. mine forever. my family will be more than happy to have you in it, so never hesitate to consider yourself as part of it.

to Denver

I wish I got to love you longer. you really do mean so much to me, and I'm sorry if it didn't seem like it. I'm sorry you had to see the worst of me. I was so excited to really make you my mate, to let you see me during spring and have you in all my nests. someday, darling. someday you'll get to be in so many and I'll take care of you. also, please try and preen Q. please take it seriously and kiss him and make him feel so special and loved. don't rile him up unless he asks. please take care of him for me and please take care of yourself.

to Alex

using Techno is too impersonal here, I'm sure you'll understand. I don't really know what I'm going to do without you. I've never been without you for very long before. I never said it enough but I love you. I love you more than I ever wanted to tell you out loud. please please look after June. I know you will but I need to say it anyway. I'm so sorry I failed you. I'm sorry I wasn't better and I made you worry about me. please don't blame yourself for not being able to protect me; it wasn't your job to. you did all you could.

to June

I'm so sorry for how I've treated you. you deserved so much better than me, but you loved me anyway. I love you too, and I always have and always will. I'm so sorry. you've always been sunshine to me, so bright and lovely. fuck anyone who tries to take that away from you again. I'm so sorry. I should’ve protected and loved you better. nothing was ever your fault, I hope you know that. it never was. you're more loved than you'll ever know.

to Dad

I'm sorry I have to dissappoint you again. I love you. I was always glad I took after you with the crow traits. it was our special thing to me, you know. I'm sorry I didn't take good care of my wings. I still love them even if they're fucked because I got them from you. make sure June and Tech don't kill each other. and please love Q and Denver. they're my mates, even if I didn't get to really make Denver mine. they're my family too. I'm so sorry.

to Ayesha

I know I didn't know you for long, but I care about you. you kinda became like a little sister to me in a way and I really liked talking to you. but please stop using drugs to drown your sorrows. I know it's hard, but I promise that my family won't turn you away. you deserve so much better than the life you have. you will find your place, I promise.

[frost-queen]

Flavored sweets (Reader!Potter x Fred Weasley)

Requested by: Anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia,  @elllie-does-the-posts, @alex--awesome--22 @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @imagines-by-her, @vviolynn, @melsunshine,  @evilcr0ne, @callsignwidow, @whotfskai, @freddieweasleysgf, @untoldshortsofthefandoms

Summary: Unlike what everyone thinks didn't Fred and you meet in the train. Rather meeting him at Honeyduke's near the last box of different flavored beans before school even began.

Wrapping paper ripped. Filling the table with a mess as the gifts got revealed. Fred and George pulled out a scarf putting it around their neck. – “Just what I wanted mother.” – George said teasingly with a smirk. Molly slapped him against the head with the wizarding gazette. – “Au I was merely showing you my gratitude.” – George responded rubbing his head. – “I know you well enough to know when you are joking.” – Molly spoke with a glare at him. George turned to look at his brother with a funny face.

Fred pulled his shoulders up, not getting involved in it. Hermione who sat beside Fred came leaning forwards to look at George. – “I’ll take it if you don’t want it.” – Hermione said knowing how much effort Molly had put in those clothing. George smiled funnily at her. – “You’ll get one for yourself.” – he responded receiving another slap against his head with the gazette.

“Au what was that for?” – He asked confused, holding his head. Molly glared at him, a hand on her hip. – “I was just…” – he continued as Ginny giggled across the table. Molly’s scowl intensified as Fred patted his brother on the shoulder. – “Shall we move on to the next present?” – he said trying to change the subject. Molly clasped her hands in delight. She turned round to fetch some presents. – “Nice handling son.” – Arthur said sitting at the head of the table.

Harry smiled sheepishly beside Ron, who was stuffing his mouth with sweets. Fred locked eyes with you across from him, giving you a wink. It made you smile bashful. Molly returned with two gifts, one in each hand. – “These are for Fred and Y/n.” – she said placing one down in front of you and him. – “Let me guess a pair of mittens?” – George joked out. Ginny plucked the wizarding gazette from the table, hitting at George. – “Au! Why did I deserve that?” – he asked her loudly as she had hit his arm.

“I think you know.” – Ginny answered. – “I should be really careful of your next words.” – Hermione warned him knowing if he kept being so jokingly he would be hit more times. – “You shouldn’t have done this Misses Weasley.” – you said with a warm smile. – “Oh nonsense you are practically family Y/n.” – she said bashful feeling her cheeks warm up.

You shared a look with Fred full of love and mischief. With one nod, ripped you the wrapping off it. Fred and you working as fast as you could. Wrapping paper flying up eager to know what you had. You gasped at the sweater taking it out to admire it. Turning it around, you showed it to Fred as he showed you yours. – “You better keep that mouth of yours closed.” – Hermione spoke with a hint at George as a warning. George swallowed his teasing words back in, leaning back in his chair. – “Put it on! Put it on!” – Ginny chanted.

Fred and you got up putting on the sweater. It was a matching sweater. – “Stand next to each other.” – Hermione asked waving Fred over to you. Fred went round the table wrapping an arm around your waist. – “Well mother what do you think?” – he asked presenting himself and you to her. Molly smiled proudly feeling sentimental. – “It looks just perfect.” – Arthur commented. Fred kissed your cheek making you smile. – “I still find it sweet how you first met each other at the train.” – Hermione talked about.

Fred and you frowned. – “That is not where we first met.” – you told her. Everyone looked surprised at the both of you. – “It is not?” – Ron asked with his mouth stuffed. You shook your head. – “But I thought…” – Ginny started furrowing her brows. – “How come I don’t know any of this?” – George had crossed his arms, bumped out that even he didn’t know. Fred slid his arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer.

“Now I am very curious.” – Molly spoke coming to sit down. – “Me too.” – Harry pitched in looking questionable at you. – “Shall we tell them love?” – Fred asked you. You hummed thoughtfully. – “Please, please do.” – Hermione and Ginny begged. – “Are you sure it wasn’t at the train?” – Harry questioned. You nodded. – “It was before that.” – you explained to your brother. Fred took a deep breath. – “Alright we’ll tell you.”

Diagon alley was crowded. Young witches and wizards eager to get their school supplies. Harry and you still being in awe and shock of what was happening around you. A witch in a green pointy hat passed you, her books floating behind her. It made you gawk at her, pausing for a moment to stare. Hagrid nudged you gently against the shoulder. – “Stick with me Y/n.” – he said. You nodded taking his big hand and tagging along. – “Hagrid I can hardly understand half of this list.” – Harry said looking at the school supply list.

Hagrid took the list from Harry taking a look at it for himself. – “It isn’t that hard to read.” – he spoke making you laugh. – “Here you hold onto it Y/n.” – he moved the list down for you to take. You read the list, mouth falling open. – “Can we truly pick a pet for school?” – you asked him excitedly. Hagrid hummed loud. – “We’ve never been allowed any pets. This is exciting isn’t it Harry.” – you leaned forwards to look around Hagrid over to your brother.

“What pet should I get?” – you wondered. You felt Hagrid’s hand on your back, gently pushing you a bit faster. – “What do you think of a cat? Hagrid would a cat be nice?” – you asked him. – “Oh I don’t know missy but a dragon! A dragon would be a fine pet.” – Hagrid said with a glimmer in his eyes.

You snorted loud. – “I don’t think the school would be pleased as we come with a dragon to school.” – you chuckled out. – “You are right.” – Hagrid replied pushing you closer to him when a group of wizards passed. The three of you bought a few items from the list as some hours had passed. You sat on a bench kicking your feet back and forth while Hagrid was standing before a window shop with Harry. Admiring a broom. Looking around at the shops, your stomach started to growl at the sign of one of them. Honeyduke’s.

“Hmm sweets.” – you water-mouthed. You got up heading over to Hagrid and Harry. You tugged at Hagrid’s jacket for his attention. Hagrid turned around bending over to be closer to you. – “Yes Y/n.” – he said. You pointed to a shop not far away. – “Can I go buy some sweets?” – you asked nervously. – “I’m feeling a bit hungry.” – grabbing your stomach you felt it growl again. Hagrid looked over his shoulder to Harry still admiring the broom.

“I’m not supposed to let you out of my sight.” – he muttered stroking his beard. – “I won’t be long, and I’ll bring you something along.” – you persuaded as you really craved some sweets. Harry turned round to you. – “It will be fine Hagrid. We can look in the meantime inside.” – Harry tugged Hagrid on his sleeve. – “But…but…” – Hagrid was a bit confused of what to do.

“I’ll be right back.” – you told him as Harry pulled Hagrid inside with him. – “See you in a bit.” – Harry waved you goodbye for now. You ran over to the shop with eagerness. Honeyduke’s being the most colorful shop you had ever seen. The little bell above the door rang as you entered. The scent of sweets filling your nostrils with a sugar rush. Immediately you had the desire to buy everything. Never having had the opportunity to do so.

You rushed over to some lollipops plucking one from the basket. Admiring it hesitantly. Something else caught your eye as you placed the lollipop back. Picking up a little box you observed it. – “A chocolate frog?” – you whispered to yourself. The idea of a real frog made you shudder and put it back. In this world of magic anything was possible. Heading towards some rows with shelves filled with sweets, you left the chocolate frogs for what they were.

You stopped and observed several types of sweets. There was so much choice you felt a bit overwhelmed. So much to choose from. You wanted to buy so many things yet at the same time you were hesitant to do so. What if you didn’t like them and wasted your money on it. Setting a box of sweet worms back you wandered a bit further down the rows.

Taking a turn, heading into another row, you spotted a large box. Just one of them left. It seemed interesting as you went over to it. Near the box you bumped into someone. – “Oh sorry.” – you said panickily. The boy with ginger hair and a goofy smile chuckled sheepishly. – “It’s alright.” – he answered. Both of you left it for what it was, reaching for the box. Your hands touched right in front of the box, making you blink startled at it.

The boy turned back to you laughing loud. – “It seems we want the same thing.” – he said rubbing the back of his head. You smiled shyly back. – “You ca…” – you started wanting to offer it to him as he beat you to it. – “It’s yours.” – he blurted out. You stared stunned at him. The boy picked up the box handing it over to you. You accepted it shyly. – “it’s a great box! It has all the great flavored beans.” – he explained.

You opened the box holding it out to him. – “Take your pick.” – you offered. The boy laughed shyly. He stuck his hand in the box, grabbing for a flavored bean. – “I’m Fred Weasley.” – he said as you took one out for yourself. – “Y/n Potter.” – you answered before putting the bean in your mouth. It tasted funny as Fred could tell from your face. – “How does it taste Y/n?” – he asked you. You stuck up a thumb still getting used to the flavor.

Fred followed you to the cashier as you bought the box of flavored beans. – “I hope to see you around Y/n Potter.” – Fred called out saying his goodbye to you outside. – “You too Fred Weasley.” – you said waving back at him. Heading back to your brother and Hagrid you felt a flutter in your stomach after meeting him.

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kitty cat anon here!! i am back and forever cursed with even more thoughts of our beloved fat fictional feline friend! these are more of loose little ideas but i have an even bigger and more coherent au on the backburner, so stay tuned!

onto my thoughts~

-you know how sometimes neighborhoods will have social media groups? basic comments about hoa regulations or random complaint or the odd advertising for lawn services? well, alex is a frequent guest on that page. some lady posts about how "there's a bear in her yard!" and that everyone should keep their kids inside. attached to the post is a grainy figure of your plump housemate, chowing down on the lady's picnic remnants. you had wondered why he smelt like charcoal and grass clippings when he came home...

another person posts about how there's a shadowy figure that keeps attacking their cart of snacks for delivery drivers! no matter how often they restock, there's always something missing and it's really bugging them! anyone have any ideas? you had found him waddling around with a snack wrapper stuck to his tail...silly cat.

-your neighbor keeps congratulating on your impending delivery! when you look at them oddly, they only coo at alex, who's glaring daggers at them at your feet when you try to keep him inside the house. they gush about what a good mother he'd be and you couldn't be quicker to try and explain that no, your darling little kitty is a male- but the old (perhaps senile) lady keeps fussing about how he must be close to birthing. you have to make an excuse of your oven being on fire to slam the door shut fast enough before he turns the old woman into curtains...

-speaking of neighbors, they're constantly wondering if you have children because why on earth would you need to be reprimanding something so often in your house?

"alex, no!" "put that down!" "out of your mouth, mister!" "what did i say, huh? now you're stuck." "don't you whine at me like that..." "i am not buying you more food."

-if you like kids, you can't have them at your place. it's too much of a liability off the bat. so, when you're babysitting children in your neighborhood or apartment complex, you're constantly back and forth looking between your fur-baby and the actual baby you're taking care of.

-there's a constant flood of pet shop advertisements in your mailbox (more than a few have suspiciously-shaped feline teeth marks on them...) and you constantly have the pleasure of getting them dropped in your lap when you're doing something. oh, a sale on treats? alex is insistent! you simply must go before they all run out! you don't want to deny him his basic human right!

-i'm stuck between the idea of you wanting him to be more social and taking him out, either on a leash or in a stroller or one of those pet backpack things or not wanting to take the risk of him lashing out or just being so stubborn that he won't move. you want him to WALK? what is wrong with you?! he's only coming with you if you hand-feed him a few treats (and the EXPENSIVE ones, not the generic ones!) every step of the way. eventually, you might get fed up enough to just carry him along the way (which was his goal, of course).

-you have to do all of the chores that require you standing while he's asleep. the second you sit down to sort laundry or something, bam. he's in your lap like a weighted blanket with his eyes boring into yours.

-this is going to sound so stupid but i love the idea. you know that trend of people showing their pets things where they've never seen before? like higher-up places or things they're not allowed to see. you're cooing and tutting like a mother hen as you lift him up to show him the top of shelves and inside the fridge and whatnot.

i guess these turned out to be more home-based than i thought but i just thought i'd share! :3 🫶

Kitty Nonnie!!! Good to hear from you! And omg I’m so excited to hear about this bigger AU you have cooking! 🐱💛

- Alex is an absolute glutton! You have to keep cords and random household items away from him because he’ll chew on anything and everything! “Alex why are you eating plaaaaaaastic??” And any time you say his name and ask what he has in his mouth in that tone and order him to spit it out, he just chews faster. He comes home with his stolen bounty in his mouth and politely sets it down in front of you and looks up at you like “well? Are you going to open it for me?” As if he did nothing wrong and finders keepers. He grumbles whenever the neighbors think he’s a pregnant female. Can’t they see he’s a handsome man??

- No matter how many times you call him chunky or try to get him on a new diet, he’s a firm believer that he’s not fat and doesn’t need to lose weight. He’s perfect the way he is! And then he proceeds to get stuck in the cat door like Winnie the Pooh and you’re like “Awww, so you need a little push?” And he meows in a way as if he’s saying, “You laugh, you die!”

- He doesn’t like kids. They’re too noisy and have no sense of boundaries or social etiquette. They keep wanting to pick him up and pet him and he’s doesn’t like anyone except you doing that. He scratched or bit a kid once as a warning and the crotch goblin started crying like a baby. He didn’t even scratch or bite them that hard! He didn’t even draw blood! Either way, he got in trouble so now he just hides away somewhere in the house they’ll never find him until they leave.

- He can’t read but he’s smart enough to recognize the advertisements by their bright and colorful visuals. He sees a fish, and that means food! You already have treats at home though, so you don’t always go to the pet store to get more. Only when you’re actually running low. That’s when you try to teach him he can’t always get what he wants. He doesn’t like this lesson very much.

- Alex doesn’t walk, he waddles. He’s a heckin Chonker. He can still jump though. The only time he’ll let you carry him like a baby is to get out of exercising. He’d rather be held or ride along in your backpack and look around. You can do all the work.

- Oh you’re sitting or laying down? That’s obviously an invite to sit in your lap and not move. He also loves anything warm so sometimes you’ll find him laying in the laundry basket and you’re like “Alex! Really? Get out of the laundry!” And have to pick him up to set him back down on the floor.

- He’d love to be tall! He’s too heavy to be a shoulder cat, but he likes seeing things from high up. It’s a whole new world up there! He loves bird watching, it’s his favorite show.

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SHUT DOWN | SEBASTIAN VETTEL & LEWIS HAMILTON 

pairing: sebastian vettel x fem!reader, lewis hamilton x fem!reader 

time: november, 2019

word count: 3.4k 

warnings: christian horner. mentions of an affair. seb is kinda jealous, so hot seb. swearing. 

author's note: this is part of the 'Gentle Hit' series. masterlist found here. cursive dialogue :: French || normal dialogue :: English 

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''You're not gonna be mad at me, right?'' Y/N's voice sounded unsure through the phone, making Lewis laugh on the other side. ''It's in your contract, darling. I can't do much about that.'' He assured her. 

Since Y/N is the global ambassador of Red Bull, she was obligated to attend a few races each year. They had given her an invite to the United States Grand Prix in Austin, to which she had agreed to go. 

However, a couple days after she had confirmed to go, Lewis had also invited her to join him in the Mercedes garage. She really wanted to say yes to her boyfriend, knowing this could be the race where he wins his sixth World Championship. Y/N wanted to be able to support him and potentially celebrate with him, but her contract prevented her from being able to do that. 

''Just know that on the inside I'm rooting for you, chéri.'' Y/N was still finishing up a tennis tournament after which she would fly to Austin. ''I know that, sweetie. I can't wait to see you, I feel like it's been ages.'' Lewis just wanted to be back in her arms again, her presence gave him a sense of peace. 

''I miss you too. I just wish I could be there for you like all of the other girlfriends.'' 

Her and Lewis had decided to keep their relationship private until they were both ready to officially go public. It wasn't that they were ashamed of their relationship or that it was because of Y/N's contract with his rival team. They just didn't want the public pressure so early on their relationship, they were both very public figures and they didn't want any malicious rumors or articles ruin what they have. 

''No, don't say that, my love. You might not be able to show it on the outside, but I know you're my biggest cheerleader and that's enough for me.'' Yes, he was sad that they couldn't show support to each other like normal couples could, but just having her there is already a huge support to him. 

She chuckled hearing his words. ''I am your biggest cheerleader, don't ever forget that, Mr. Hamilton!'' Y/N laughed. 

''Hey, honey? I have to go, they're calling me.'' His free practice was coming up and his team was waiting for him to join them. ''Alright, go get 'em, tiger!'' She cheered him on. ''It's just a practice, darling.'' He laughed, her French accent making her sentence 10x more funny. ''I know, but still, good luck, chéri! I love you!'' 

''I love you, honey!'' The couple bid their goodbyes to each other and went back to their own respective sports. 

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''Hey Y/N, nice to see you, how are you?'' Christian, Red Bull's Head Principal, greeted her with a hug. ''I'm great and you?'' Horner and her got along, although she knew that the man wasn't too fond of the attention that the female garnered, as it sometimes took away from him or his drivers. 

''Qualifying wasn't what we hoped, but we're still hopeful for a good race.'' He referred to Verstappen and Albon failing to gain the pole position the day before, Max having to start from P3 and Alex from P6. ''I'm sure they will make it count, Christian. They're good drivers and they've both performed well this season.'' 

''That's good to hear, we're happy to have you with us.'' The Englishman made sure to put an emphasis on the ''with us''. 

Rumors of the relationship between Lewis and Y/N had been floating around for a while now. Neither of them had ever responded to it, not finding it anyone's business but theirs. They had told family members and very close friends, trusting them to keep the relationship to themselves and not leak anything to the press. 

It wasn't a big rumor, but it did cause people to keep their eyes on the Mercedes driver and the tennis star. Red Bull had even reached out to her when the gossip first started spreading, asking her if it was true. They had contacted her around the time when her and Lewis weren't official yet, so technically she wasn't lying when she told them that they weren't together. 

So, Horner's words didn't come as a surprise to her. ''I'm happy to be here, Christian.'' He simply nodded at her, figuring she got his subliminal message. ''I'll see you later, alright?'' 

''Yes, I'll see you.'' The man walked off, presumably to the Red Bull camp. Y/N didn't feel ready yet to be surrounded by all the RB energy and decided to take a small stroll around the paddock, maybe being able to get a quick glance of Lewis as she hadn't seen her boyfriend. 

She didn't find the man, but she did run into some of his competitors, including a young Monagesque. ''Hey, Y/N!'' Charles greeted her, a small kiss on the cheek. ''Charles! How have you been?'' Y/N had always been smitten with the young man, finding him quite charming. 

''Good, good. And you? It's been some months since I last saw you!'' The two got along pretty well, always ready to have a conversation once the two saw each other. ''I know, my schedule has been pretty hectic.'' She told him, giving him a smile. 

''Charles!'' Another French accent joined the pair. ''Oh, Y/N! I didn't see you, I'm sorry.'' Pierre apologized, feeling bad for not properly greeting the woman. ''Don't worry about it, Gasly,'' she shook it off, ''you're lucky it's you.'' Y/N jokingly giving him a stern look. 

''How are we feeling about the race, boys?'' She asked the pair, curious about their thoughts. Pierre shrugged his shoulders, not seeming to have great fate in the GP today, while Charles expressed his excitement. ''I'm starting from the second row, so I'm feeling quite good about it.'' He told them, a soft smile appearing on his face. 

''Awesome! You know, you've probably heard it a thousand times, but you guys are still young and have many more races coming your way, so it's okay if you're not feeling your best.'' Her words were more directed at Pierre, knowing this season wasn't what he had been hoping for. She could see on his face that he appreciated the advice, his head nodding along to every word she said. ''We won't forget it, Y/N.'' Charles thanked her. 

''Hello, guys.'' 

Sebastian had seen the three of them talking in front of the Ferrari hospitality, debating whether to join them or to pretend he hadn't seen them while he walked in. He opted for the first option and decided to join them, even if it would be awkward. 

''Hey, Seb!'' ''Sebastian!'' Pierre and Charles chorused, greeting the older driver. Y/N's smile turned into a tightlipped one as the German locked eyes with her. 

''Y/N, good to see you.'' He initiated two kisses on each of her cheeks. '''Hi, good to see you too.'' She awkwardly greeted him, a bit surprised by his sudden appearance. 

''Congrats on Wimbledon.'' Sebastian said, a soft smile gracing his face. ''Thank you, I appreciate it.'' Winning Wimbledon had been one of the highlights of her year, it was nice to see your hard work being paid off. 

''Yeah, you gave Serena a good run for her money.'' Charles complimented her, making Y/N laugh at the comment. ''Thanks, it wasn't easy though.'' On-court, her and Serena were rivals, but off-court, they got along really well. They recognised each other's hard work and determination, there was a great respect between the two of them. 

''You did really well, Y/N.'' The sincerity with which Sebastian was speaking made her almost speechless. ''Thank you, Sebastian.'' 

''How have you been?'' He asked her, the former World Champion hadn't seen her in months. ''Well, you know, tennis, tennis and some more tennis.'' She nervously laughed. 

Since she had started dating Lewis, she had been wanting to stay clear from Sebastian. She didn't feel guilty for dating one of his greatest rivals and friends, but Y/N knew the German driver wouldn't be too happy about it. ''How have you been, Vettel?'' 

''You know, racing, racing and some more racing.'' He copied her answer, trying to ease the tension that was in the air. ''How's the lady and the baby, Seb?'' Pierre asked, a little confused as to why he wouldn't mention his wife's pregnancy.

Whatever tension that Sebastian was trying to get rid off, made its way back and this time the two young men were also aware of it. 

Seb scratched his voice. ''She's good, they're both doing good.'' He quickly answered the Frenchman, avoiding Y/N's eyes. ''That's good to hear.'' 

An awkward silence followed that was quite painful to be a part of. ''Hey, I'm gonna go now, but good luck in the race later.'' Y/N was the first one to break the uneasiness and made a run for it, walking back to the Red Bull hospitality. 

The three men watched her leave, before Charles turned to Pierre and Sebastian. ''Do you guys think it's true that she's dating him?'' He asked them. ''I don't know, if they are, they're hiding it quite well.'' Pierre said to his friend, not being quite sure of the situation. 

Sebastian furrowed his eyebrows at the young men's talk. ''Sorry, I can't follow.'' Had he missed something? 

''Y/N and Lewis.'' Charles clarified for him. 

''What about Y/N and Lewis?'' Sebastian asked, totally oblivious to what the Monegasque was insinuating. 

''The rumor that they're a couple.'' Pierre was surprised that Sebastian didn't seem to know about it, it had been the gossip around the paddock for a while now. 

Sebastian must have been in his own world, cause this was the first time he had heard about this. He didn't know how to feel about it, so he remained silent. 

''So, what do you think, Seb? George thinks it's true and Lando thinks that Lewis couldn't have possibly pulled her.'' Charles asked, trying to fill in the silence that came from Seb's side. 

He was pulled out of his trance. ''I… I don't know, boys. I'm too old for this kind of shit.'' He gave them a polite smile and after that he disappeared into the Ferrari building, suddenly having the urge to be alone with his thoughts. 

Pierre and Charles watch in confusion as Seb walks away from them. ''What was that about?'' Pierre looked at his friend, who shook his head in return. ''I have no idea, I've never seen him like that.'' He answered. 

''Wait a second, didn't he and Y/N used to have a thing?'' Pierre suddenly remembered the old gossip between the German and the French lady. ''Oh yeah! Did they confirm that?'' Charles asked him. Pierre shrugged his shoulders, not seeming to know. ''I don't think so, but it would explain his reaction.'' 

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''VALTTERI BOTTAS CROSSES THE LINE TO WIN THE US GRAND PRIX, BUT BEHIND HIM, ADDING ANOTHER WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP TO HIS COLLECTION, IS LEWIS HAMILTON! CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!''

Y/N proudly watched as Lewis crossed the line in P2, becoming a sixth time World Champion. She wanted to celebrate, but too bad she was stuck between the Red Bull engineers who applauded for Max and Alex as they crossed the line in third and fifth place. She clapped and cheered along with them as they cheered for Max's podium finish. 

Afterwards, everyone made their way to the front of the podium, where she watched her boyfriend celebrating along with his teammate and the entire Mercedes team. Y/N had also spotted Lewis' family and she had subtly given a nod to his mum and dad. 

The podium ceremony had finished and the drivers still had some media obligations to do. Lewis had sent her a quick text, asking her to come to his driver's room as he was done with all the formalities. To which she had happily agreed to go. It was a risky move, but she trusted Lewis. 

Y/N seemed to have gotten lucky as she didn't run into many people on her way to his private space and the ones she did run into didn't seem to know who she was or they didn't care. 

She knocked on his door, but didn't wait for him to tell her to come in. She could see the biggest smile forming on his face as he saw his girlfriend walking in. He opened his arms and lifted her off the ground. 

''My champion!'' She giggled, swinging around in his embrace. ''I'm so proud of you, mon amour! You're champion of the world!'' Y/N exclaimed, wanting him to know how much pride she held for him. 

''Thank you so much, darling. You have no idea how happy I am that you're here.'' He had sat her feet back down on the floor, but his arms didn't let her escape him. 

Y/N cupped his face and brought his face closer to hers, pulling him in for a kiss. Lewis' hand went from her waist, slowly sliding it into her hair. She broke the kiss momentarily. ''I love you.'' She murmured, so close she was basically saying it against his lips. ''I love you.'' He mumbled back, pressing his lips back against hers, while not being able to contain his smile. 

They both pull back. ''I'll change and then we'll meet my family to celebrate, alright? My cousins can't wait to finally meet you.'' Lewis told her, while starting to take off his racing suit. 

Y/N sets herself down on the couch, admiring the man she can call hers. ''Me too! They always look so adorable in your pictures.'' She said to him, smiling from ear to ear. 

''They're already calling you Auntie Y/N.'' He laughed, reminiscing about the countless times his niece and nephew had asked for their ''Aunt'', despite having never met their Uncle's girlfriend. 

Y/N laughed along with him, finding it adorable. ''That's so cute, Lewis, your family is the best.'' She had gotten along great with his parents, step parents and siblings. The only people that are left are his 'little monsters' as Lewis calls them. 

Their quality time got interrupted by someone knocking on his door. Y/N looked at Lewis, asking if he was expecting anyone. ''No, not from what I know.'' He walked up to the door, not opening it fully to prevent the outsider from seeing his girlfriend sitting on the couch. 

''Oh, hey man.'' Y/N couldn't see who had knocked, since the door was blocking them. But as soon as the mysterious figure greeted Lewis back, her eyes almost fell out of her face. ''Hey, I just wanted to congratulate you again, you deserve it, man.'' Lewis motioned for Sebastian to walk into the room, blissfully unaware of what the German's actual intentions were. 

Sebastian stopped in his tracks once he spotted the woman sitting on Lewis' couch. They both were equally surprised to see each other in the World Champion's driver's room. ''You have a guest, I see.'' He said to Lewis, avoiding her eyes. 

''Uh, yeah,'' Lewis smiled at Y/N, ''we're kind of keeping it private for now.'' He told the Ferrari driver, confirming their relationship. 

Sebastian nodded at his friend. ''So the rumors are true?'' His eyes switched from Lewis to Y/N, the accusing tone of his voice not escaping her. She simply nodded, not wanting her voice to give away how uncomfortable she was. 

''It's still new, so we would appreciate it if you don't go and talk to other people about it, you know.'' Lewis trusted that Sebastian wouldn't go and tell everyone about their relationship, but he just wanted to be sure. 

''Don't worry about it,'' he told Lewis, after which he turned to Y/N, ''your secret is safe with me.'' She knew he was taunting her with it, but she also knew he wouldn't snitch on them. 

''Lewis! Come and take a picture with the crew!'' Angela yelled from behind the closed door. Lewis shot an apologetic look at Sebastian and Y/N. ''I'll be right back, love.'' She waved her hand, telling him to go. 

As soon as Lewis closed the door, Sebastian sat himself down next to Y/N, looking down at the floor. Before he had the chance to say something, she stopped him. ''Don't say a fucking word.'' 

''Out of everyone, out of everyone, Y/N… It had to be him.'' He looked and sounded disappointed, which greatly upset her. 

Y/N turned to him, visibly annoyed by his comment. ''It's been 6 years, Sebastian, you should get over it.'' 

''I am over it,'' he got back up again, ''but that doesn't mean I can't be upset over this.'' He was looking back at her now, his expression nothing but anger. 

''No, you don't get to be upset over this! It's ridiculous, Sebastian!'' Despite the harshness of her words, she remained calm on the outside. Y/N didn't want to get herself worked up, especially not because of Sebastian. 

He raised his eyebrow. ''It's not ridiculous! You just forgot all our time together? You're dating my fucking friend, Y/N.'' His German accent was very audible, due to his anger. 

''I was never upset about your wife or your kids! What makes you think you have any right to feel upset about me dating Lewis?'' Y/N clapped back, finding his behavior comical. 

Sebastian clenched his jaw. ''That's not fair! This is not the same!'' He spit through gritted teeth. 

''We were never together, Sebastian! You don't get to decide what's fair and what's not fair.'' She could feel herself getting worked up and she absolutely hated it. 

He scoffed at her words. ''Never together? Then what were we, Y/N? What was I? What were you?'' 

''I was the other fucking woman, Sebastian! What do you think we were? We were nothing.'' She had enough of him and this entire conversation. 

He looked speechless upon hearing her words. ''I'm leaving, this is complete bullshit.'' And with that, he left, not even waiting for Lewis to get back. 

During the few minutes it took for Lewis to appear again, Y/N calmed herself down and made sure there wasn't any evidence, on her face or in her behavior, of her argument with Sebastian.   

''Most of the reporters have left, so we can take the back exit if you want to?'' Lewis asked her, grabbing his stuff. 

Y/N nodded. ''That's good, I don't really feel like going our different ways now.'' She grabbed her handbag and walked over to her boyfriend, giving him a kiss on the cheek. 

''Oh, you can't miss me for a couple more hours?'' He smirked, his arm sliding around her waist, pulling her in close. 

Y/N laughed. ''I had to be besties with Horner all day, I just want to spend time with my love.'' She groaned, thinking about how many times the Red Bull Racing head principal annoyed her throughout the day. 

''I missed you, I thought I would be fine seeing you with Red Bull, but it was actually quite hard.'' He confessed to her, a sad smile gracing his face. 

Seeing Lewis' face made her pout. ''Hey, don't be sad! I'm here now and you've got me for the rest of the night.'' Towards the end of her sentence, her pout had turned into a smirk. 

''I like the sound of that.'' He smirked now as well, putting his bag down and pulling her face closer, kissing her. The kiss started off gentle, but it quickly ended up getting heated. 

''Lew, come on, your family is probably waiting to celebrate.'' Y/N was the first one to pull back, reminding him they had a place to be. ''Alright, alright.'' He gave in, grabbing his bag from the ground and opening the door for her. 

''I forgot to ask you, where did Seb go?'' He asked her while they waited for their driver to start the car. ''Oh, he said something about a briefing, I think.'' She answered, her heartbeat raising at the mention of the Ferrari driver. 

''Ah, too bad. What did you guys talk about?'' Lewis continued asking, curious about what the two had done while he was away. ''You know, just about life… and how great you were this season.'' She lied again, awkwardly smiling at her boyfriend. 

He laughed. ''That's nice, it's great that the two of you get along.'' Lewis smiled, completely unaware how wrong his words were. 

''Me too.''

Oh, boy.

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