#These are all before they confess their feelings/get together

[angelltheninth]

Caleb Comes Back and Wants to Be Your Boyfriend

Pairing: Caleb x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, being possessive, kissing, sharing clothes, roommates, love confession, slightly suggestive, jealousy, best friends to lovers

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A/N: Alright enough smut, lets have something wholesome with Caleb instead. For now.

He didn't text you or call you before he arrived

Caleb showed up at your door, quite suddenly, and without you ever telling him your new address

But you were so happy to see your childhood friend again that you didn't pay attention to that at all, you just threw yourself into his arms, noting that one was now made of metal

Asking about that could wait according to him, first he wanted to know what was new in your life

Doesn't tell you as much about himself, only that he's been having a pretty difficult time lately and that he kept going because he wanted to see you again

Jumps at the opportunity to move in with you until he gets a place of his own

Really good at doing chores

Already knows your favorite take out food so he always orders what you want to eat when you have a night in together

Not so accidentally walks in on you in the shower while he is shirtless

Despite the massive blush on his face he turns around smiling

Cuddles are some of his favorite things to do with you but he makes sure to keep a bit of a distance in the mornings so you don't feel how excited he gets by such a little display of affection

Pouts when you say you're going out with some other guy and will always hug you goodbye, so that his cologne stays on you

Leaves his hoodies out on the couch or the chair knowing you're gonna wear them and even sleep in them

Confesses one night while slightly sleepy, he was waiting for you to get back from a night out with your friends

He's your friend too, your best friend, but he would like to be more, now that he's back he wants to be yours, truly and entirely yours and vice versa

Kisses never used to make your legs weak until Caleb kissed you as you told him you really liked him too, luckily his strong hands stayed on your hips and kept you up

Without too much effort he took you to bed, helped you strip down into your underwear and kept confession over and over again while you kissed

Nothing else happened that night, he wanted to do this right, he could wait a bit longer

But he did lend you one of his hoodies to sleep in, again

[sturniolosblanket]

texts w/ brothers bsf!matt + drabble

pt. 6

your blood was boiling. your weren’t exactly expecting to be greeted with matt making out with someone else the moment you walk into the party. it was like something in you snapped. you felt used, betrayed, pissed. you knew you and matt could never become something, but your feelings for him were so strong that it swallowed the fact that he’s your brothers best friend. it took you a long time to realize your feelings for matt, but when you came to the realization that you might be in love with him. it scared you more than the man himself.

you searched for matt’s car and himself in the huge line of cars covering the sidewalk. you finally end up spotting matt leaning against the passenger side door looking directly at you.

“what do you want?” you ask rolling your eyes trying to avoid eye contact.

“please don’t give me attitude baby.” he said frowning and tilting his head

“are you gonna cry about it??” you take a step back from him

“no,” he paused “maybe.” he said smiling at you

“are you gonna keep joking around or talk?” you said crossing your arms

“y/n, im so sorry you had to see me with that girl, i promise i don’t want her, she threw herself at me and i stupidly didn’t stop her.” Matt said taking a step toward you.

“good for you?”

“y/n it feels so wrong touching other girls, your literally the only person i want to touch”

“okay.” you responded flatly shrugging

“your a pain in the ass you know that?” he said shaking his head

“your not exactly the delight either, matt.” the silence after you said that was thick. both of you clearly frustrated, but your mind goes back to your messages.

“how do you feel?” you asked straight up

“what?”

“you said i can’t see how you obviously feel. so, how do you feel?” you repeat your question

matt sighs shaking his head moving back to lean against his car. “your my best friends little sister.” he spoke

“so i noticed.”

“Nathan would kill me if he knew I was fucking you, and yet I don’t stop. Why?”

“because your a horny fuck?” you replied chuckling to yourself

“Everyday for the past 4 months I risk losing my best friend to see his little sister.”

“matt stop fucking narrating your daily actions just answer the fucking question god damn.”

“I am obviously in love with you, y/n” he said looking dead in your eyes.

your stomach completely flipped. shocked, happy, excited, nervous. various emotions flowing through your body, searching for a response, but when you couldn’t find words. you and matt stare at each other in silence both still soaking up the words and meaning of his confession. you feel so relieved, relieved he feels the same, relieved you don’t have to hide your feelings from him or yourself anymore.

when you don’t respond to him right away he goes into a state of panic, thinking he needed to explain himself further, and words just start spilling out.

“princess, when i slept with someone else, it was to try and stop my feelings for you because the truth is, i’ve never ever felt this way for anyone else before, ever, and it’s scary as fuck. your the only person i think about, look for, want to talk to, and im just so scared of getting hurt that i hurt you in the process, and im so sorry for that. ill literally do anything or block anyone to gain your trust back.”

your face turns red at his confessions, and you feel your cheeks turning a shade of pink. you feel a rush of happiness flow through you as you jump up into his arms, and all matt can do is sigh in relief and hug you back. you hug him as tightly as you can. you never knew a hug could be so emotion filled, but somehow, it confesses a lot more than your words could.

“i love you too, matt” you said into his chest. “but, nate..” you said looking up at him.

“i know, princess” he said looking down at you “we can always just be together, and just not tell him.” matt said smirking

“that feels so wrong” you said putting your forehead against his chest

“i know, but not being around you feels worse.” matt said, his fingers snaking up into your hair

“can’t we just keep sneaking around and having sex, but not put a label on it?”

“of course we can, but would we eventually end up being together?” he asked

“yes.” you said stepping onto your tippy toes to give him a quick peck, “ of course.” you smiled up at him, “once you prove yourself trustworthy again.”

“yes ma’am.” matt said, his other hand snaking around your waist to pulling you into another kiss.

“i know it’s going to take a lot for you to trust me again, but i promise i’ll make it up to you.” he said after pulling away, looking into your eyes. you can tell he’s being genuine, that he’s not lying. so all you can do is smile at him and pull him into another kiss.

“i told you.” you said pulling away and looking at him with a big smile on your face

“told me what?” he said furrowing his eyebrows

“you went soft on me.” you said grin widening. a smile slowly forms on his face, he shakes his head slightly in disbelief as he presses his lips to yours.

a/n: SURPRISE!! i finished my work and felt a little devious. also yall, this ain’t the end, i want them to get caught by nate at some point so stay tuned reinassss!! comment ‘❄️’ to be added to taglist!🩵

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[murasaki-cha]

One thing that has always pissed me off is when people call the Enemies to Lovers troupe toxic romance and say it's abusive. Like I don't know what was advertised to you as enemies to lovers but babe that is so not what this trope it's about.

Now listen I'm a fantasy reader, so my normal level of enemies to lovers is "they have tried to kill each other at least once" or "they have definitely physically fist fought" at like the minimum. Anything below that is rivals to lovers to me. Just wanted to make it clear I'm not sugar coating anything here when it comes to my ships.

Enemies to lovers was never about the abuse or the fighting and the attempted murder, that's not what makes the trope.

Enemies to lovers was always about seeing the worst in each other first, being unafraid to show someone the ugliest part of yourselves and them still managing to fall in love with you. It's about realizing that the only person who has ever truly known you is the one person you cannot stand, it's about them being an outlet to each other the one person they are not afraid to be negative towards because that's your dynamic all the time.

This is also why people enjoy the fighting and the bickering between the enemies, because it's the one time when these characters are not holding anything back, they are unafraid of showing each other cruelty because why fear being disliked by someone who you already hate, that also hates you back?

It's about this chemistry these characters have, how they are somehow always pulled towards each other, how they can recognize each other in a crowded room immediately because they are annoyed by each other's presence obviously. It's about them always somehow ending up in a situation together even though the last thing they want is to be near each other.

They start noticing more about each other, they realize their habits, they know little stuff about them that almost no one else has ever noticed and maybe along the way they realize that maybe they're kind of different from what they thought at first and maybe they're not so different from each other.

It's about name calling turning into pet names, verbal sparing turning into old married couple type of bickering, going from dreading each others presence to searching for each other in a room, sneers turning into smirks, it's about keeping the same dynamic you had but making it more lighthearted, warmer.

And this is my personal opinion, but I truly believe there is no way to make a good enemies to lovers story without it also being a slowburn. It makes absolutely no sense why these characters that hated each other until now are suddenly falling in love so quickly. Enemies to lovers was never just Enemies -> Lovers, There needs to be some forced proximity thrown in there, a begrudgingly friendship, actual friendship, unexplained feelings, realization of feelings, secret pining because we barely became friends there is no way they would ever feel the same way, confession and by the end lovers. It just makes sense since they have a very complicated relationship and they need to grow as people and need to get used to familiar feelings first before actually getting together.

And this is what enemies to lovers is all about, these characters knowing every part of themselves, from the worst to the best, hiding nothing and being free around each other. It's about truly knowing every single piece of your partner's heart and soul, from their anger to their joy and loving them not just despite it, but especially for it.

[milessunflowers]

Hello! Um... lestappen (they aren't together, not because they don't want to be but because it doesn't feel right) being happy about seeing their shared crush again after not seeing him because he decided to go to nascar only for him to switch to formula 1 for 2025 because he accepted the offer the new team gave him and because he missed them too. (Feel like lestappen doesn't tell reader that they have been in love with him since f3 because they thought he was straight, male reader thought that max was straight and charles was bisexual leaning to women and also didn't tell them he was in love with them)

Also! Love everything you've written so far! Love the franco, paper rings, fic its my fav so far!!!

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thank you so much peach!! that motivates me so much!! also this idea *chefs kiss*

max verstappen x male!reader x charles leclerc

synopsis: when you finally make your debut back in the world of formula racing, max and charles come to terms with how much they loved you, leading to you finally confessing.

author's note: okay so after some practice, i am now comfortable enough that i can write well enough for a driver!reader. for purposes, cadillac will already be a team and reader will be american AND LOGAN IS HIS TEAMMATE BC I SAY SO (miss my american sm😔) EVEN IF IT IS ONLY BRIEFLY MENTIONED. anyways, feel free to request, read the guidelines first ofc! (also apologies for the lack of dialogue in this one. i kinda forgot how to write good dialogue and kinda just let things flow! felt right for the vibes to me idk)

formula one, a true dream come true for you. you had raced in earlier formula series, alongside the likes of now four time world champion, max verstappen, and ferrari golden boy, charles leclerc. you hadn't seen them in a few tears as you had been busy racing in nascar, dominating the tracks at almost every track. you missed them, more than you would ever admit.

when you first heard that cadillac would be joining formula one as a brand new team, you felt sparks of hope erupt deep in your chest. maybe, just maybe, you would finally get the chance to race against your once competitors (and the two men who were your first real crushes).

you hadn't expected to be approached by your manager with a multi-year deal with the american team. without a second thought, you signed immediately, ecstatic that you could prove yourself to those you grew up racing, not including your all-time hero, fernando alonso. you couldn't keep in your excitement, which was clear to everyone in your immediate circle, including your new teammate and mentee (who in reality is a year younger than you), logan sargeant.

when it was revealed you were to be racing for the newest addition to the paddock, max and charles had almost the same reaction: joyful nervousness. they realized all to late the feelings they harbored for you.

but now... now you're back. it was exciting and terrifying for the two men, who have grown accustomed to only really seeing each other and never acknowledging those feelings.

to say that you were all big fat chickens was an understatement.

the first time you reappeared in the busy paddock, charles felt his heart jump to his throat while max just felt frozen. in ways, they each thought you looked better, less stressed and more mature. you seemed genuinely happy, especially in what they always called your natural habitat. you were a social able person after all.

they struck up small conversations during the driver's parade, mainly catching up and swapping jokes. it reminded you three of the old times, even if max and charles back then had some sort of beef. it made you feel even happier and more excited to be back and racing in the formula series.

it took a good few races before the three of you finally shared a podium. you would have never expected to feel more excited about p2 then now. in the cool down room, you chatted heartedly with max, awaiting for the winner to finally arrive. once the three of you were together, it was nothing but subtle flirting and chatter until it was time to go to the podium. even there (save for during monaco's national anthem as well as the italian one ringing) the three would not shut up.

it wasn't until the after party at the club where the three of you drank half of your body weight, confessing with no shame to each other. you couldn't remember the night, having had way too much to drink after celebrating your first podium of the season.

when you awoke the morning, you were in an unfamiliar hotel room, a warm weight behind you. you groan awake, blinking as the morning sun shone bright through the curtains, bathing yourself, max verstappen, and charles leclerc in a beautiful golden li-

wait, max and charles? you sobered up real quick and scrambled out of bed, falling with a loud thud in the process. you curse yourself, trying to grab whatever shirt was closest and pulling it on.

charles was the next one awake, stirring on the farthest side of the bed where he had curled around max. he blinked those beautiful eyes awake, a soft smile gracing your lips before you snapped out of it.

this couldn't be happening. you were half panicked, half happy to have woken up with the two men you had secretly loved for years but never, in a million lifetimes, would have ever thought were anything but into you. charles rubbed the sleep from his eyes, not yet having caught on what was happening. you stood there dumbly, still as a statue as you both finally made eye contact.

you chuckled awkwardly and charles let out a surprised yelp, loud enough to startle the last man asleep awake. you stared at each other for a good, long, ten seconds before max broke the silence with a cough before he sat up, as if all this was casual. it was very on brand for the dutchman.

it was quiet again, charles blinking blankly while you scrambled to collect your belongings. max stops you, sits you back down on the bed, and tries to calm you and charles down. and for some reason, it was too easy for him to.

he was gentle and sweet, carefully explaining what was going (or at least what he thought) before he finally comes clean, opening up about his feelings. after that, it was easy for you and charles to do the same, just in a slightly less organized and calm manner. it was no longer awkward but sweet and caring, soothing each nerve in the three bodies to a nice, warm hum.

you offered to make breakfast while max and charles cleaned up. from then on, it had become routine. from the hotel stays in different countries, to moving into the same apartment in monaco now overrun with pets. it was healthy and well established, the three of you keeping things strictly business at work but at home, leaving raving behind for a nice night in with the lobes of your life.

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[radioactive-zafiro60]

Teenage Damian finally being more involved in JL matters thanks to his leadership on the Titans which eventually leads him to work with his father and siblings.

Things can get a little awkward from time to time because even if Damian is now almost as tall as Dick and he has demonstrated multiple times he's capable of defeating most of the other heroes he's STILL the little baby to his family eyes.

So picture a situation in where Batman, Nightwing, Red Robin and Robin (Damian) plus some members of the JL, the Titans and Jung Justice are all cooperating for some major menace, which apart from other things, means family reunion.

Nightwing *checking some security cameras they put on the main suspect of the villan of the week room*: Well if he does anything suspicious we can confirm all this mess is his fault

Red Robin: It will be great if we can confirm it before he destroys the world

Wonder Woman (looking at the screen where their main suspect appears to bring a girl to his room to something more that chatting): Well if he's actually about to destroy the world he certainly has enough time for THAT

*moanings start coming out of the computer and even when most of the heroes start laughing Nightwing seems scandalized*

Nightwing *reaching from the other side of the table to try covering Damian's eyes*: YOU CANT WATCH THIS DAMI!!! YOU ARE JUST A BABY!!!

Red Robin (not actually caring but always on favor of annoying Damian): This is not an appropriate look for a ten year old!!!!

Damian|Robin (Very clearly not ten): Get off me!!! And stop being so dramatic

Superman (participating mostly to catch Batman's attention): Well you are the kid in here we have to protect your innocence

Batman is trying to ignore the hole scene but a soft smile escapes from his mouth while he sees his kids fooling around just like before

Robin|Damian (still trying to get Nightwing off him): Stop acting like I'm a baby! There are other teenage heroes on this same room!!

Batman: Well yea but their families aren't here

John|Superboy (trying to help Damian): Im here

Damian finally getting away from his brothers and suddenly feeling sassy enough to speak more than he should.

Robin|Damian: Funny that you still assume I'm a virgin...

Damian leaves almost immediately leaving a room full of shocked heroes behind him.

All: ...

Nightwing (with the most concerned grin in his face): ... WHAT

Red Robin laughing his brains out: Oh god!!! You have such a traumatized face!!!

Nightwing, still not processing what just happened and having some type of panic atack: THATS MY BABY BROTHER WTF!!! 😭😭😭

Batman bluescreened from the beginning and Superman is trying to bring him back (he's also trying not to laugh)

Meanwhile, John|Superboy is on the back trying to piece everything together because WHY DAMIAN DIDN'T TELL HIM ANYTHING??!! There supposed to be like best friends, Why would he lie about something like that?? Does he even had a girlfriend he didn't know about??!! and NO HE'S NOT JEALOUS WHY ARE YOU ASKING??!!!

Red Robin, still trying to stop his laugh: Don't be so dramatic Wing... He's almost 16, how old where you when... you know?

Nightwing, in a super dramatic voice: IM NOT ANSWERING THAT IN FRONT OF MY DAD!!!!

Batman, who has started to came back to reality is looking at his boys with the most, Bruciest grin in his face, completely forgetting he's THE BATMAN

Anyways... Damian realizes what he confessed teen minutes later and decides to avoid every single member of his family for the rest of the month

[amorchai]

𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇. ─ e.m

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this is a repost from my old account. original post was 446 notes.

pairing(s): eddie munson x reader

summary: you and eddie leave hawkin’s behind.

word count: 1000

warnings/tags: an au where eddie survives and his name is cleared, established relationship.

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eddie was clear. the town was bare and defeated, a broken mess with a small population of the citizens remaining to build it back together since the ‘earthquake’ had passed and left behind a tragedy. vecna was finally gone and eddie was able to clear his name. after all the fleeing and hiding from not only cops but angry citizens, and finding out about the upside down, you believed eddie would be able to finally sit down, stop running and rest.

but it was eddie munson. and eddie isn’t one to chill out for too long. or at all for that matter.

one moment you’re walking out the police station, hand intertwined with eddie’s while hopper protectively walks by his side after the successful attempts to prove eddie’s innocence true. the next moment you’re helping eddie pack his things.

he was quick and messy, as always, merely shoving clothes he didn’t care to glance at into the case, lighters and cds following before precious details along his trailer room. eddie’s guitar is last to swing over his shoulder before he nods to the door where you both then leave through.

you left him to say goodbye to his uncle privately, giving him a warm smile when he returns to his truck driver seat and presses a chaste kiss to your lips, excited smile. eddie was suddenly driving you to yours, willing you to grab your belongings and say your goodbyes so you both could, ‘get the hell outta here’ as eddie kept expressing.

from leaving the police station, not even an hour later you were on the road, no plan on driving to god-knows-where, just the two of you spontaneously travelling in hopes of a worthwhile fresh start.

eddie has one hand on the wheel and the other sat upon your thigh comfortingly, your eyes fall upon the ‘leaving hawkins’ sign fleeting past eddie’s side of the window and he scoffs, “come again soon, yeah like hell.”

you watch his happy smile, matching it with your own when you laugh softly, hand landing atop his to squeeze it affectionately, in this together. eddie tears his glance from the road and to send you a quick wink, the life-threatening confessions and dreams shared quietly when your lives were on the line of a long-winded battle were coming true and you found it difficult to fully process.

“did you pack your d and d stuff?” you ask him, breaking the comfortable silence as he weaves through an array of winding roads leading out the town, the rock music he had chosen with the sound low had his fingers tapping your leg in a beat.

eddie smirks, “right at the top of the case, honey. expecting those little suckers to visit me for more campaigning.” his tone is still playful and light and you’ve missed not hearing hesitation or worry whenever he speaks, giving you a sense of solace knowing he’s finally more calm.

sure, it will take a while for him to recover, slowly but surely his nightmares and concerns will seize and become controlled but you were more than willing to aid him through it. you both have trauma from the upside down world haunting hawkin’s but fleeing the town to be a team, a couple of young adults excited for a spontaneous life ahead of them, you knew you and eddie will be okay.

your boyfriend’s fingers fumble so his hand is now encasing yours, his metal-clad thumb flicking the back of your hand softly while his hand atop the steering wheel now taps along to the new song, him humming alongside it. you couldn’t tear your arms away from him, a sense of peace filling your senses, in a state to feel safe you thought you’d never be able to find again.

“so,” eddie starts, glancing at you with a smile while squeezing your hand, “what’s on the agenda for these next few hours? besides staring at my face the whole trip, of course.” his grin turns smug, lines curving around his lips as he turns with a glint in his eyes when you shake your head amusingly.

your fingers trace over the tattoos on his forearm as you pretend to think, “hmm, let’s see..” you lean across the console to press a quick but firm kiss to your boyfriend’s cheek which blushes from the contact, “kissing you is second.”

“oh yeah? okay, okay. that sounds great to me.” eddie says, trying to contain his wide grin. his face scrunches when you plant more kisses across his face which collects you both into laughter when you sit back in your seat, hands still intertwined on your lap.

“talking about the future is a third, i believe,” you continue and eddie nods, grin never fading, “always a favourite in my books.”

your eyes dance across his features for a moment more, taking in his peaceful nature and falling into a less playful state when you speak again, “eddie?”. his hand squeezes yours, his grin turning into a fond lip tug as he flicks his blinker on to turn a corner.

“yeah, doll?”

his gaze remains on the road as uses his open palm across the wheel to turn the car with ease and he almost misses how quietly you say, “i’m happy.” you watch as his expression turns, frowning emotionally at your comment and glancing in your direction when the truck is on a steady path. “yeah? you promise?”.

“i am. you make me very happy.” the words hit him hard and eddie brings your joined hands up to press tender kisses upon your skin gratefully while humming appreciatively from baring such feelings. the touches to your skin so soft and kind.

after a few beats of silence, eddie finds it in himself to reply, feeling more than ready and a clear mind of what’s to come.

“i love you, doll. you make me so happy and we will have a good life together. i’ll make sure of it.”

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[frakts1ya]

let you break my heart again ft. xu minghao

💔 -> or, minghao realizes what he did wrong and wants to try again || wc : 1k.

☆ song recs! : let you break my heart again - laufey ; cold love - the8 ; darl + ing - seventeen ; real man - beabadoobee ; try again - jaehyun, d.ear

You and your ex both remember the break-up day like it was yesterday. A year together, 365 plus days filled with laughter and tears, which were all gone. Your ex, Minghao didn't know why he really did it, why he broke up with you. He just woke up one day and lost feelings.

You spent a week crying in the arms of your friends. You loved Minghao, and even if you tell yourself you had gotten over him, a little piece of you still wants him.

"...after that I literally- y/n? you good?" Danielle asks, noticing your shift in demeanor. There, out of the corner of your eye, you see Minghao, your one and only ex, the love of your life, hanging out with his friends. “That bitch.”

“Dani, it's… it's fine,” You say, still staring at him. His gaze meets yours, and your eyes widen. 

You sheepishly wave to him, which he hesitates before raising his hand back at you. 

Your phone then buzzes. Minghao is on the phone, so you're guessing it was from him.

 come over here.

“He's telling me to come over, I'll be back.” You run over to Minghao, and the friends he's with take this as a sign to leave.

“Hello, y/n.” Words you haven't heard in so long. It warms your heart, even if he doesn't like you anymore.

“Hi, Hao. How are you?” The conversations you've had all those years ago, forgotten about. From the early getting-to-know-each-other icebreaker talks to the late night deep conversations, you miss all of it.

“I'm good. You?” Minghao's heart skipped a beat. It's been so long since you've called him Hao.

“I've been good. Why do you still want to talk to me?” Such a mood killer, y/n. You know, but something inside you needed a conclusion.

“I need you.” Even Minghao wasn't expecting those words to exit his mouth.

“Huh? Hao, what do you mean?”

He exhales, already unsure if he wants to say what he has in mind. “I regret everything. It's been 6 months since we broke up, yet I can't stop thinking about you. I thought I lost feelings, but seeing you again today made me realize how much of an asshole I was to you. So please, y/n, give me another chance.” 

After he finishes, he watches your expression shift, eyes softening and darting away from his figure. “I don't know. You already broke my heart once. I was sad for weeks, Hao. I don't know if I could do this again.”

“I'll do better. I won't hurt you like I did last time.”

You stop for a second to think. Minghao was looking at you with the same expression he had when he first confessed to you. 

“Let's go get some coffee together, okay? We'll see what happens.”

“That drink looks disgustingly sweet. You're going to have a heart attack.” Minghao comments on the caramel frappuccino you ordered.

“You’re the one who ordered plain tea! Let me taste,” You took his cup and sipped the tea, scrunching your face up at the bitter taste.

In response to your reaction, Minghao took your drink and tried it, also making a disgusted face after swallowing. The two of you both laugh like you were still together. 

“I missed you,” You mutter ashamedly. 

“Yeah, I did too. I'm really sorry for breaking up with you. I-” Minghao stops mid sentence.

“You..?”

“I tried dating someone else for a bit. It didn't last. She said I was too hung up on my ex. I told her she was wrong, but I don't think she was.” Minghao holds your hand, his thumb tracing circles in the space behind your pointer.

“Oh, Minghao…” You pout, using your free hand to brush stray strands of hair out of his face. “Then, why did you do it?”

“I didn't think I was good enough,” He admits, barely audible for you to hear, “You deserved better than me, and I don't think I was ready then. It's different now. I've improved. Started meditating, taking better care of myself, you know.”

“You were always good for me, baby.” The whole café disappears as your lips approach his, bringing him in a soft kiss. 

“Shit, I didn't mean to-” You apologize, running off before Minghao could say anything. 

“Yeah, I fucked up bad!” You rant to Danielle, who's intently listening the entire time you recap your encounter.

“Did you see his face?” Danielle inquires, “Maybe he liked it?”

“I don't think so. He's going to hate me now. I thought we could restart, but, fuck!” You exclaim exactly as thunder hits the ground, making you jump. “This world hates me.”

The doorbell of yours and Danielle’s shared apartment rings, and Danielle glances over at you. “Want to go get it?” You shake your head, and Danielle goes to open the door. You hear incomprehensible chatter before Danielle goes back to your room to tell you: “Y/n, someone's waiting for you.”

You go to the door, where a very wet Minghao stands.

“Um-”

You can't get any words out before his hands are harshly gripping your cheeks and he's kissing you.

“Payback for leaving me in the café after you kissed me,” Minghao pants.

“Why? You're soaking wet, did you not bring an umbrella?” You fret, hands grabbing onto his damp button-up.

“Didn't have one. I needed to see you as soon as possible, my love. Let's start over.”

His forehead is pressed against yours, you could feel your heart beating out of its chest. “No, let's pick up from where we left off. I loved you then, I love you now, and I'll love you in the future.”

“Okay…” The two of you are quiet for a hot second, before Minghao asks, “Can I come in and dry myself?”

“Of course. You know where the bathroom is.” You let him in and close the door behind you. As he makes his way over to the bathroom, you watch with the same eyes you watched him with when he first came over, or when you had your first kiss with him.

Though you knew (or, at least hoped) he wouldn't repeat his mistake, you would let Xu Minghao break your heart again.

[ultsurvivor]

fuyupeko headcanons

angst and fluff

dr goodbye despair spoilers

confession

they were close since childhood, so the confession wasn't awkward at all.

fuyuhiko went out of his way with flowers, ones he knew that she liked. she said yes almost immediately and accepted.

nothing changed after they officially got together. ibuki had noticed their feelings for eachother before, seeing them as a "married couple."

peko thought the confession was sweet.

fluff headcanons

both of them get flustered over the smallest things.

neither really like pda, but they hug and kiss in private.

both of them bake together when they have free time, it's usually cookies or cakes.

being with peko helped fuyuhiko open up even more, even though she already knew everything about him.

since they didn't have any pets growing up, fuyuhiko surprised her with a small, fluffy kitten for one of her birthdays. at first she was nervous it'd be scared of her, but the cat likes her more than fuyuhiko.

fuyuhiko is definitely a hater. he'll swear that kazuichi's jokes aren't funny, but will laugh at the smallest joke peko makes. it's all lighthearted though, he thinks kaz is funny too. when he wants to be, anyway.

angst headcanons

fuyuhiko blamed himself completely for peko's death at first, breaking down and crying about it multiple times when he was alone. he wanted to be strong for her though, it's what she would've wanted, he thought.

he swears he can still feel her presence after she's gone, the same presence he's known since they were babies.

peko truly did believe she was just a tool at first. she thought she had served her purpose by her execution, but fuyuhiko proved her wrong. he didn't want a tool, and he made her see that.

peko's body was likely unrecognizable after her execution, and most of the blood on fuyuhiko's was likely hers. non-vital areas were probably targeted, drawing out her suffering before the blood loss eventually took her.

fuyuhiko's skin was stained with blood for a bit after peko died, he didn't want it cleaned.

he wishes he could've kept some memorabilia from her, to show his respect. he couldn't though, so he thinks she lives on through him. he tries his best for her.

after learning that they didn't actually die, these two immediately looked for eachother.

[reyesstrand]

Wish you would write a fic of Tarlos praising or worshipping each other.

TK’s eyes are liquid gold, in the slivers of moonlight that cascade into their bedroom.

There’s still a little bit of sparkle shining high on TK’s cheekbone—Nancy’d worn new makeup that made her skin glitter under the lights, and every time she and TK pressed up together to grind to some raunchy lyrics before they doubled over in laughter, TK ended up with more of it transferred onto his skin. Carlos thinks it’s pretty, though. He thinks all of TK is. He’s thirty today and Carlos has heard the midnight confessions of how TK never even planned this far ahead when he was a kid, and he’s so proud of him he doesn’t even know what to do with it all.

“Baby,” TK murmurs, his slender fingers raking through Carlos’ curls as he grips the back of his head. Carlos is too focused on moving his lips along the sharp line of his husband’s clavicle; further down into the muscular swell of his chest and the dip of his hips. His eyes close as if he’s a man deep in prayer as his mouth ghosts over a thin trail of hair. “Baby.”

He looks up, now, when TK tugs just a little bit on his hair. His husband’s chest heaves and his skin is already littered with traces of his love, with mouth-shaped marks trailing down down down. Carlos worked particularly long over his heart, a thudding thing that he oftentimes feels is too big for any earthly being to hold. Only TK could be blessed with it, though. Only TK could love more than feels possible, sometimes. It feels written by something otherworldly, that they get to love each other.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” TK murmurs, thumb suddenly sweeping under Carlos’ eye. Carlos turns his head and kisses the heel of his husband’s palm, moves an inch or two down and feels the gentle thrum of his pulse under his lips.

“Nothing. I’m just so in love with you,” Carlos says, pushing up to his knees as he takes TK’s other hand and kisses each knuckle; each line of his palm. His lips, slick with saliva, are still brushing against the sweet warmth of his husband’s skin as he asks: “Let me show you?”

(i wish you would write a fic where…game!)

[bbina]

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . don't they?

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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wonbin was currently over at your place (like usual) to start composing his duet song for their practical exam next week. not even ten minutes upon his arrival, he already made his way to your bed to "rest his eyes" as he said earlier. he even told you to wake him up in exactly five minutes and so you did

"it's been 5 minutes, bin. wake up" you poke his shoulder as you watch him sleep in your bed. he looks so calm and at peace in times like this

not that you've told a single soul but you two have been sleeping in the same bed for a while now. things really did change after that night during giselle's birthday celebration because wonbin would just end up crashing at your place after your usual nightly movie marathons and convenience store runs

strangely enough, you didn't question it. maybe it's because you've grown so comfortable with wonbin that this almost feels natural for you two to do

it's safe to say it's like you two have been living together secretly

"five more minutes.." wonbin mutters, wrapping himself with your blanket

"you told me that 5 minutes ago" you laughed, now resorting into shaking his shoulder so he could fully wake up

wonbin stays still despite your never ending nudging. right when you were about to kick him as your last measure, wonbin suddenly opens the blanket and drags you under the covers with him

he wraps his arms around your frame as he rests his head onto your chest

"there. much better" he mumbles, sighing in content

you let out a loud laugh before your hands immediately find their way towards his hair, stroking them as you look up at your ceiling

what a weird friendship you two have

"you're going to fail your exams if you keep this up" you joke, gently running your hands through his hair that smelled like mint

wonbin scoffs and moves his head a little that you can feel his breath fan your neck

"that can wait" he says, lips slightly brushing against your neck

you let out a hum. whatever, it's not your project nor responsibility anyway. so instead of pushing him to start working, you just lay there with him in your arms

this is what usually happens when he stays over. quiet moments that it's so peaceful and so mundane that it feels like everything falls into place with him by your side. you can't explain it but it just makes so much sense

a moment of silence passes by that it makes your eyelids feel heavy when you suddenly feel a pair of lips leave a trail of light kisses against your jawline til they gradually make their way up to your cheek. each kiss making your heart pound louder against your chest

your eyes snap open as your breath hitches

"wonbin.." you whispered when his lips hovered near the edge of your mouth. you meet his eyes, his gaze soft yet strong at the same time that it sent goosebumps all over your skin

the next thing you know, you were leaning in as well and so your lips meets his

this was way different from your first kiss with him weeks ago. this time you two didn't hesitate. it wasn't all because you two were caught up in the moment that you felt like you just had to kiss

this is different. it's totally different

because in this moment, you don't want this to ever stop

the kiss gradually went from soft and intimate into something you can't put into words. wonbin had shifted his positon once more. he was hovering above you while your arms are over his neck. with each kiss you take, the more you pull him closer til he was practically lying on top of you

your hands find their way to his hair again, gently tugging them when wonbin deepened the kiss that you accidentally let out a groan in his mouth

wonbin pulls away and moves his lips to your neck again. you let out a small whine when his lips find that sweet spot just below the shell of your ear. you can feel his lips curl into a smirk with what you just did and that just fueled his sudden adrenaline

you cup his cheeks to pull him back to your lips. this time your kisses were feverish, clearly hungry for more. wonbin then begins to trap you in between him, a knee placed in between your legs

things are getting heated in your apartment that the next thing you know was your clothes are slowly thrown onto the floor

you push wonbin off yourself a little to catch your breath, he sits up and cocks his head to the side. is something wrong?

"what are we?" you ask, looking at wonbin who’s lips are now swollen and his neck and collarbones decorated with your art

wonbin blinks before scoffing. he leans closer, smirking down at you as he hovers over you again, trapping you in between his arms

"friends" he says simply, pressing a kiss onto your lips, returning to your previous activity. you just let him for now, his words not really sinking in cause in his defense, you two are friends. nothing more nothing less, right?

wait a minute. friends don't do this. friends don't practically live together. friends don't make out just because, friends don't make you feel like this. friends don't make your heart skip a beat

friends don't do this

you push him off again, sitting up, "friends don't do this, don’t they?" you raise an eyebrow, licking your lips as you stare at the boy who has your heart in his hands

wonbin rolls his eyes playfully, "they do now", pushing you back on the bed to carry on from where you two have left

go figures he would say that. you, yourself aren't too sure where your current status with the boy who’s currently on top of you but either way you don't think about what he meant. all that matters right now is how he's yours at the moment. you think he's yours. he has to be, right?

he's here, with you.

although for some reason, there's a lingering feeling at the back of your head. his answer didn't quite satisfy you but you don't want to press it on much further

maybe it's better this way

after all, if you don't ask, then whatever you have going on with him wouldn't be the end of it. you don't want to hear an answer you don't like anyway

[deminetly]

✶ RATING YOUR DRS ✶

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⋆ hogwarts 7/10 ok so I personally havent even watched harry potter but it seems awesome,, hogwarts is a classic since basically every shifter has a hogwarts dr but who wouldnt wanna learn magic ?! at the same time i also kinda dont get why you would want to shift to a school from all places ALSO CONSIDERING HOW MANY PEOPLE THERE ARE AND HOW MEAN SOME OF THE TEACHERS ARE BUT

⋆ twilight 7/10 i used to LOVE twilight when i was like 12 (confession i was team jacob ,, and lowk still am.. HES HOTTER OK DONT BLAME ME) and i LOVE the vibe,, highly depends on who youre shifting for tho (if its alice then 8/10 shes like wow)

⋆ fame 7/10 ok i keep rating everything 7 but IDK fame is good but i feel like id get bored after like a few shifts (even though i still have a fame dr) but if you know how to spice it up for yourself then good for you!! (bonus points if its set in the 70s-2000s)

⋆ mermaid 8/10 rated it an 8 instead of a 7 because i keep rating everything 7… anyways its cool but again i feel like i would get bored (unless you know how to spice it up AGAIN) i do fw mermaid more because its like magical and you can script in a forbidden fling with a human or something.. (can you tell i have commitment issues) now i want to make a mermaid dr and design my tail omg

⋆ band/music artist 8/10 as most of yall probably know i do have a band dr so how could i rate it anything lower?! anyways i love hearing about peoples band drs (or any drs for that matter but especially bands bc i can get inspo for my own teehee) i think developing everything for that dr can be super fun and putting together your little group and whatnot

⋆ apocalypse 8/10 would probably have rated this much lower if i hadnt seen those aesthetic slideshow games on tiktok where youre packing for and trying to survive an apocalypse BUT i feel like if you scripted in safety and good vibes it could be a lot of fun and now i wanna make a zombie apocalypse dr..

⋆ the backrooms 6/10 you are BOLD for that,, i get creeped out by just watching a tiktok about them (im aware that the backrooms were on my dr ideas post..) it lowkey depends who youre with because shifting there alone would actually be CRAZY..

⋆ better cr 5.5/10 i dont really get the consept of this like if i were to make a better cr i would FIRST OF ALL change basically everything and atp it wouldnt even be a better cr just a good dr ykwim and how do you come back after shifting there and not feel depressed asf😭

⋆ heartbreak high 5.5/10 i feel like not many people have seen this show and also i dont really fw shifting to shows or movies as much as your own creations but i did like the show itself,, i honestly i wouldnt personally shift there since the vibes are like too.. like 2020 and some people are real assholes but you do you it could be super fun id actually love to know about all the drama

⋆ euphoria 6/10 idk why i like euphoria more than heartbreak high they lowkey give me the same vibe but euphoria is like a better version (i literally havent even seen this but i did watch like 2 hours worth of it from tiktok) ANYWAYS most people there are ASSHOLES too and again PERSONALLY WOULDNT WANT TO GO THERE but again would love to hear more about the drama because there must be tons of that

⋆ monster high 9/10 ok so why did i not think of this before i LOVED monster high when i was a child but im lowkey scared of shifting to an animated world idk it feels off.. the vibes and there tho love that for you

⋆ dead poets society 8/10 again personally havent watched it but from what ive heard it seems cool (that with about 200 other movies have been sitting on my watchlist for years but my commitment issues are so bad i cant commit to watching one movie so i will probably never watch it oops) anyways i want to make a secret society dr now

⋆ my little pony 7/10 oh little me would have LOVED this but again i cant with the animated drs ESPECIALLY considering you would be a PONY?? i need to know how this feels or like what.. i love mlp but honestly (tw: opinion) TWILIGHT IS SO ANNOYING I COULD NOTTTT STAND HER ASS (yes i do know id be able to script her out but i like complaining)

[canirove]

Canary boy | Chapter 8

Previous chapter | Next chapter (coming out on Friday)

Masterlist

It's been two weeks since the Halloween party.

And now you may be wondering, oh my God, what has happened between Inés and Pedri since then? Have they talked about what happened while they were dancing? About what he said? Did she speak with Carla the next morning? Did she get too angry? Are they still friends?

Well, yes, we still are friends. And yes, she got a bit angry. 

Once we got home from the party we didn't say much. I was still a bit shaken by what had happened, so she just helped me get out of my dress and we went to bed. But in the morning, while we were having breakfast, I told her everything. From Pedri not telling me who he was, to me finding out, getting a bit tipsy because of Nacho's fault, and all the touching and kissing neck and cleavage that came after plus what he confessed while my hand was there, and then when he told me about breaking up with Nerea and the swimming pool accident. And her reactions were different intonations of the same “oh my God, Inés!” than went from “what the fuck is wrong with you”, to “what the fuck I can't believe it”, and everything in between. 

But in the end, everything was and is good between us. She still can't believe the hand part, loves reminding me about the tits kissing like she calls it and making my face turn bright red, keeps telling me to be careful because things could still get messy and she doesn't want him to break my heart, but at the same she doesn't forget about what Nacho said. About everyone knowing that I like Pedri and that he feels the same for me. That he likes me back.

“They say kids and drunks always tell the truth, Inés” Carla had said. 

But we are talking about Nacho. He isn't the most trustworthy person. Though he and Pedri are really close, so could he have confessed something to him? 

Then there is what Vic told me before the party, all that thing about the connection we have and Nerea being jealous of it, me maybe being in love with him… 

And oh, yes. Since all that wasn't confusing enough already, we need to add football to the mix.

We've been playing back to back games and barely having any free time since the Champions League is back. It's been all about training, playing, resting, traveling…  There hasn't been time for much else, not even to see Pedri and have that very much needed chat.

But today may be the day that changes.

It is my last game with Barça before the international break, which means that those of us who haven't been called up will have some time to breathe and relax for a bit. He is coming to watch us play, and then we are going to my place and making dinner together.

So maybe… Since we have this joke about only asking personal questions while cooking or cleaning for the other… I'll be brave enough and ask him about the party. About what happened between us. About what it meant.

Or maybe I will chicken out and stay confused as hell for two more weeks. Make your bets.

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“You know, if life as a journalist doesn't work, you can always open a restaurant, Pedri. This is the best thing I've ever eaten.”

“Thank you” he smiles. “Though maybe you should try eating it a bit slower?”

“I can't. This is fucking delicious” I say, filling my mouth with more food.

“Do it for me, Inés. I don't want our first kiss to be me performing CPR on you because you are choking.”

“What?” 

“See?” Pedri chuckles when half of what I had in my mouth falls to the plate, the other threatening to go the wrong way. Such a lady, Inés…

But did you hear what he just said? Like, did you? Our first… Holy shit. 

“So… Umm…” I say when I manage to properly swallow. “I have something for you. Like an early birthday present.”

“Inés, you didn't have to get me anything.”

“It's nothing. Wait here while I go get it, ok?” I say, getting up from my seat.

“I'm not going anywhere, I promise” he smiles. 

“Like I said, it's nothing” I say when I'm back, my hand shaking a bit when I give him the envelope with his present.

“A Spider-Man birthday card?” he laughs.

“It fits you. You wore the suit the other day, saved someone's life, Pedro in English is Peter…” I shrug. My other option was one that said “happy birthday, hot stuff”, but we aren't there yet. “The present is inside.”

“Ok…” he says, opening it while I bite my lip. Why is he doing it so slowly? “Inés!” Pedri gasps. “This… you… I… I can't accept this.”

“Of course you can! It's a present!”

“Inés, it is a plane ticket to Tenerife. No, it actually is two since there is one to go there and one to come back to Barcelona.”

“I know.”

“This isn't cheap. I know it better than anyone.”

“But I can afford it, Pedri. I already told you this is nothing. And this isn't me bragging about having money or shaming you because you don't have enough or…” Focus, Inés. Focus. “It's just that you sounded so gutted the other day when you told me that you couldn't spend your birthday with your parents and celebrate their anniversary, that I… I… I didn't like seeing you like that. I don't like seeing you like that, Pedri. So if I can do something to make you smile again, to make you happy, I will” I say, my eyes focused on my hands. Did I just say all that to him? Aloud? Oh… my God.

“Inés…” he says, getting up from his seat. “Inés, look at me” he says again, holding my chin and making me look at him. Have I ever mentioned that he has the most beautiful brown eyes ever? “You don't know how much this means to me. I… Thank you. Thank you very much” Pedri says, his voice cracking a bit before hugging me.

“You're welcome” I whisper as I hug him back, daring to move one of my hands and caress the back of his head, something that makes him hug me tighter as he buries his face on my neck. And he… He is… Oh my God. He is crying. I've made him cry, I… “Sorry.”

“What?” he says, looking up.

“I've made you cry, Pedri. I wanted to make you happy and I've made you cry. I am so stupid…”

“These aren't sad tears, Inés” he smiles, wiping them away. “They are the happiest I've shared in a long time.”

“They… what?”

“This is one of the best birthday gifts I've ever received. I would say the best, but that probably is Iniesta’s Barça shirt when I was a kid” he chuckles. 

“I mean, he won us the World Cup. I can't compete with that.”

“You actually could, you know? Even beat it. You just have to come to Tenerife with me” he smiles.

“What?” I laugh. “Wait, you are serious.”

“Deadly serious. Come with me, Inés.”

“Pedri, I…”

“You are going to have some free days because of the international break, aren't you?”

“Yes, but…”

“Then come with me” he says, putting a lock of hair behind my ear, the feeling of his fingers touching me not helping with the way my head is spinning. 

“I can't, Pedri. Like, you just broke up with Nerea. You can't show up a few days later in front of your parents with a new girl.”

“I never told them about her.”

“You… what?” I say, my eyes definitely looking as if they are about to pop from their sockets.

“Yeah” he shrugs. “They knew that I was seeing someone, but I didn't tell them anything else, if it was serious or not. Only Fer and some of my cousins who follow me on Instagram knew that we were actually dating.”

“And didn't she ask you to meet them?”

“No” he shrugs again. 

“But you were together for almost three years, Pedri. Did you at least meet her parents?”

“I did.”

“And judging by your face, it didn't go well.”

“It didn't, no” he sighs. “We met a couple of times, and I always got the feeling that they thought I wasn't enough for their daughter. Like, her grandfather on her mum's side was a duke or something like that, and the one on her dad's owned a bank in Switzerland. Meanwhile, my parents run a small bar and need to save for months in advance to be able to visit their son.”

“Money doesn't make you a better person, Pedri.”

“I know but… nevermind” he says, shaking his head. “That's in the past now.”

“And it is their loss. Because you are so worth it…” I say, caressing his cheek. “And just judging by what you've told me about your parents, so are they. Nerea's parents wish they had a family like yours and a relationship and love like your parents do.”

“Thank you” he smiles. “But does this mean that you will come meet them?” he asks, his smile turning into a teasing one. “If they are so worth it…”

“I…” Damn it. He's got me there. “But what will you tell them? That I am just a friend?”

“Yeah” he shrugs. Ouch. “Come with me, Inés” Pedri says, closing the space between us a bit more, my heart starting to beat even faster than it already was. “Let me show you my home, the city where I grew up and my favourite places, introduce you to the people I love, to my childhood friends… Let me show you a side of me you haven't seen yet. The canary boy like Carla calls me.”

“Wait, you know about that?”

“Mario told me” he laughs. “C'mon, Inés. Say yes.”

“Pedri…”

“Say yes, please” he says, moving even closer. “Don't make me cheat and do my pouty face. I know you can resist it.”

I mean, who can? Like… those lips? Urgh. 

“Inés…”

“Ok, fine. Fine, I'll go.”

“Really?” he says, his smile growing by the second.

“Yes. I will go to Tenerife with you.”

“Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

“Pedri!” I laugh when he lifts me in the air and starts spinning around. “You are gonna make me dizzy!”

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry” he says, putting me down. “I'm sorry. But thank you, Inés. This is gonna be the best trip ever. Thank you.”

“You're welcome” I reply, finding myself smiling as big as he is and even getting excited about it. Though at the same time, there is a part of me that is freaking out because I'm about to meet his family, all while another can't let go of the fact that he said he is going to introduce me as just a friend. Which it is what we are but… What about everything that happened at the party? About what we did and what he said? Did it mean nothing? Did I dream it all? 

“Should we finish our dinner?” he says, letting go of me.

“Yes, of course” I nod before sitting down.

“You are going to love Tenerife, Inés. I promise you” Pedri says, still smiling.

“Yeah” I say before starting to eat again.

Let's just hope I don't regret it all.

[in1-nutshell]

Hi! Can we get more Nova and Bumblebee please?

Maybe Bumblebee starts too realize slowly about Nova and his own feeling.

The pinning has finally finished!

Hope you enjoy!

Bumblebee and Nova confess?

SFW, Platonic, Romance, Cybertronian reader

G1

Raoul was sick and tired of hearing about the drama Tracks had.

Now normally he would be all in for hearing about bot stories from the flying car, but lately it had turned into an endless rant about how it was going to probably take the ending of the war to get Bumblebee and Nova to confess.

He had had enough!

Raoul: “Tracks, I love ya man, but can you PLEASE talk about anything else besides those two!” Tracks: “Well, no one is asking you to stay.” Raoul: “I’m just tryina hear abou da new stuff on base and here ya are talking about Bee and Bova! I’m sick of it!” Tracks just huffs at this. Raoul: “I swear. Ya know what? I bet I can get those two bozos together faster than you can drive.” Tracks: “Yeah right. No offense Raoul but those two are as dense as your skull.” Raoul: “Some offense taken. Then let’s make things interesting. If I can get them together on an actual date by the end of the month, you have ta drive and fly me for a week.” Tracks: “Raoul if you get them to go on a date, I’ll drive and fly you anywhere for a month.” Raoul: “Deal!”

Raoul has most of the basics down on both bots… but apparently completely forgot that she was a dinobot.

Bit of a surprise, but you know what, he is still doing this.

Cranks up all his confidence and swagger in his body up by 100 the moment he steps out of Track’s alt mode.

He heads straight to the bot, who was happily chatting with Bumblebee.

Raoul: “Yo what’s up?” Nova looks down in surprise. Nova: “Hello? Who you?” Raoul: “The name’s Raoul, gorgeous. I’mma a friend of Tracks.” She was pretty for a bot, but not his type. Nova: “Tracks friend?” Raoul: “Yes siree. I’ve heard a ton about ya Nova, especially about ya being a dinobot, and being strong. I’d sure like ta see a cutie like you in action.” Nova smiles at him. Nova: “Nova can show friend Raoul! Come! Come!” Raoul and Nova happily talk as they make their way out of the Ark. Every bot who witnessed this: “…” Prowl: “What was that?” Jazz: “I think I need Ratchet to check my optics…” Blaster turns to Tracks: “I didn’t know Raoul was into bots.” Tracks: “He isn’t!” Bumblebee was standing in the same place trying to process what had just happened. Bumblebee: “That was… weird?” Grimlock is slowly blinking and trying to wrap around his processor how this new human took away his scout from the love of her life. Grimlock: “Me Grimlock can’t handle love triangle today…”

No one has any idea what just happened.

And this is not the end of it.

Nova was out with her new friend almost every day.

She always seemed to be by the humans side from patrol routes to hang out spots.

There was a clear trust gained within those couple of days.

Raoul went from walking by her side, to sitting on top of her helm in dino mode.

A sign of extreme trust.

New bets are made in the betting pool concerning whether Bee or Raoul would end up going out with Nova.

Grimlock is just watching all of this from afar and banging his helm.

Ratchet and Wheeljack are trying to stop him from making a hole in the Ark with his helm slamming.

Bumblebee has no idea what to think about this.

He was so used to having Nova close by, it felt wrong to have her so far.

Sure, they had been separated before on missions and when on different patrol routes, but this was different.

She was giving Raoul HIS smiles!

Wait—what did he just say?

Bumblebee wakes up at 3 in the morning as the Brick of Love had hit him square in the face. He liked Nova. He liked his best friend. Bumblebee: “Oh Sweet Primus…” He gets up and walks a bit around the Ark. Jazz was dragging Prowl to the berth when they both spot Bumblebee. Jazz: “Bee? You okay man? It’s kinda late for a stroll.” Prowl: “Did something happen?” Bumblebee: “I just had a realization, that’s all.” Prowl: “What is it?” Bumblebee looks a bit nervous. Bumblebee: “Promise you won’t laugh?” Both mech nod and wait. Bumblebee: “I think I like Nova... like more than a friend.” Prowl and Jazz: “…” Prowl vents and face palms. Prowl: “Thank Primus I thought it was serious.” Bumblebee: “What?” Jazz brings him to a side hug. Jazz: “Congrats Bee. You’re the last to know.” Bumblebee: “Wait? It was that obvious?” Prowl: “Bumblebee, everyone knows Nova has feelings for you.” Bumblebee: “…Even Grimlock?” Jazz: “Especially Grimlock.”

After some encouraging words from the two Bee walked back to his berth.

He did try to go back to sleep but couldn’t.

After the realization, he needed to talk to Nova.

It could have been his last chance if Raoul hadn’t taken that too.

In hindsight, he knew it was probably not a good idea to sneak into the dinobots quarters.

Most of them slept in their dino modes in a circle or giant pile.

Why a pile? He didn’t know and it didn’t look comfy either.

Thank Primus it was circle today.

As carefully and quietly as he could he sneaked to Nova’s side and gently tapped her helm.

Her optics slowly opened as she let out a yawn.

He told her in a hushed voice to follow him.

Not yet understanding everything, she let the yellow bot grab her servo and lead her away from the circle.

The pair was now outside the Ark as the first signs of the sun started showing in the sky. Nova yawns again finally noticing how Bumblebee hadn’t let go of her servo. Her frame started heating up. Nova: “Why Bumblebee bring Nova outside? It very early.” Bumblebee: “Well… You see I…umm… Nova I…” Nova looked at the yellow mech now concerned. Nova: “Something wrong?” Bumblebee: “No its just… You know what I’m just going to say it!” Nova: “Bumblebee?” Bumblebee: “I like you! I like you a lot!” Nova froze in place. She tilted her helm at him with near pleading optics. Nova: “Is that true? You like like Nova?” Bumblebee nods before looking down embarrassed, missing the new brightness in her optics. Bumblebee: “I think I have for a while but never acted until Raoul came.” Nova: “Friend Raoul? Why? He is friend.” Bumblebee: “Really? I thought maybe you two had something—” CLANK! The smaller mech was suddenly trapped in a tight hug by the taller dinobot. She curled her tail around his pedes as her chassis made a low purring noise. Nova: “Raoul is friend. Nova like like Bumblebee only.” Bumblebee let out a laugh of relief as he hugged her back. They broke from the hug and opted to sit next to each other and wait for the sun to rise. Meanwhile in the Ark… Grimlock wakes up first and notices Nova’s spot empty. Grimlock: “Nova? Nova! Swoop! Snarl! Sludge! Slag! Where Nova at!?”

While having several panicky dinobot’s wake up everyone wasn’t the best start for most of the bots on base, it was worth it when they saw Bee and Nova holding servos.

Both with the same lovesick look on each other’s faces.

It finally happened!

There was much rejoice that the two had finally confessed and announced they weren’t going to be available in the evening.

Grimlock is now torn between celebrating or giving Bee the shovel talk that he has seen on TV.

… Probably celebrate first, then talk.

And a happy Raoul got his rides for an entire month.

[landonorrisscar]

Confessions ~ Harry Lewis

summary: A video of you and Harry at Vikk’s wedding went viral and the rest of the boys are questioning you guys about it.

word count: 1k +

this is my first fic, so please be nice! 😊🫶

You and harry were sat across from each other getting questioned by the other sidemen about the rumors going around about you two fancying each other.

This came after a video of drunk harry and you dancing at vikks wedding went viral on TikTok.

The sidemen had decided to make a video about the rumours and to find out more about what had exactly happened, the infamous night 2 months ago. You and Harry hadn’t properly seen you since as you have been avoiding him trying to hide your feelings.

“Honestly guys, it's not that deep.” you thought trying to get this over and done with as soon as possible seen as though you don’t exactly want your personal life to be exposed on the internet.

JJ chuckled as he looked at the others who were trying to control their grins, he looked back at you, still amused as he questioned you, "not that deep, huh? The entire internet went crazy when that video came out".

Simon nodded in agreement while tobi, vikk and josh tried to control their laughter.

“Yeah so? It's the internet they don't know anything” you explain as there insistent questions were starting to annoy you, along with Harry’s silence.

Ethan looked confused, "but you were drunk and dancing with Harry all night and Faith swore that you too snuck off early". As he finished his sentence, Simon started laughing as tobi and josh snickered and vikk shook his head.

“Harry always gets like that when he's drunk”, thinking back to the countless times Harry held your hand when drunk and completely forgot by the morning, always leaving you with a twang of disappointment.

At that simon started laughing more, "so does he call you baby whilst drunk too? How about kissing you?".

With a shocked expression on your face you shyly say “he was just being friendly” not realising that they had seen that. You remember the day after when Harry apologised and said that it didn’t mean anything.

You had learnt not to get too hopeful when things like that happened. After the a thousandth time Harry explained to you that you guys were just friends and that he never meant to kiss you. You have had a crush on Harry for years and after countless hints he’s never made a move whilst sober.

JJ couldn't hold his laughter anymore and started cackling, "being friendly, i didn't think friends hold hands, hug and kiss eachother".

Vikk nodded as an agreement but he too was smiling and tobi started laughing quietly.

“Well you and Simon do it all the time” you replied sarcastically waiting to see the look on his face.

JJ's smile faltered as he glared at you, "we do it for the jokes, you two were looking at each other lovingly”.

“Harry, you wanna back me up on this or what?” you try to bring him into the conversation as he was just sitting there silently with a guilty look on his face.

JJ rolled his eyes and grabbed his phone, before putting on the video of you and harry. It showed a drunk harry twirling you around, kissing your cheek and laughing together

Harry was silent as he looked at the video, he remembered what he had done at vikk's wedding and blushed as he remembered how you felt in his arms

JJ smiled at the silent glances you guys shared with each other, "so just friends do all this stuff?" Harry stayed silent, trying his best to keep his cool but it was obvious he had feelings for you by the blush on his face.

Fed up, you explain “Well Harry hasn't told me how he feels so how should I know” , god this video wasn’t going anywhere if you had a say in it. You don’t want to make a fool out of yourself even more than you already have.

Josh shook his head, "how come neither of you admit your feelings for eachother? This has happened countless times and you guys have never done anything about it". You froze at this question as your heart started beating faster, knowing that you could admit your feelings and hopefully change the ordinary outcome for once.

“Harry??” you look up at him shyly through your eyelashes, not wanting to be the first person to say anything.

Harry froze as he heard josh's question, a little embarrassed as he looked and you and began to say "what if you don't feel the same? Or what if you don't see me in the same light?”

You silently nod at him which lets him know that you feel the same, wishing him to continue.

Harry looked at you and spoke, "Y/ N, i have liked you since the first time we met, please tell me you like me too” he exclaimed with a wishful look on his face.

“Harry, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that!” you excitedly say, going over to him to hug him. As he heard this, he grinned and blushed shyly at you, when he saw you stand up to go over to him he opens his arms welcoming you into his space.

The rest of the sidemen smiled at a shy Harry. JJ spoke excitedly, "finally! There is no drama anymore! We have proof of yous likin each other back" he says as the rest of the sidemen smile at each other and cheer.

You had forgot that they were there for a moment as you got lost in Harry’s warm embrace. As you pull apart, you quietly whisper up to him “what happens now?”.

Harry looked down at you smiling before he spoke softly, "im gonna kiss you, like i should have done years ago"

Harry slowly moved closer to you, a small smile forming as a hand reached out to cup your cheek. Your stomach filled up with butterflies as he gazed into your eyes before he gently pressed his lips to yours.

Your body tenses up in shock as his lips finally meet yours. His touch is soft and gentle, as though he is afraid that you might break, your lips move against his. His other hand moves to the back of your neck to pull you closer, deepening the kiss.

You can feel his heart beating fast against yours as the two of you continue exchanging passionate kisses, deepening them with every moment that passes.

JJ explains to the camera, “and that ladies and gentlemen is how you make your two friends stop being idiots around each other.”

Harry and you just laugh at each other, at this statement. You then turn to the sidemen and say “thank you boys” smiling at them with a grateful look in your eyes.

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-> yourusername: no they made it happen, like when were you gonna make a move if not for them 😂

[theoceanoasis]

Happy 2025, Ocean! Wanted to share a scenario with you:

Hot Rod is doing a speed dating event after being poked into it by his friends, who are all worried he's the only one single amongst them. He's having a terrible time since his dates are either boring or just trying to get into his panels. He desperately wants to escape this.

Then imagine his surprise when Soundwave sits across him from the table, radiating a murderous aura since he's also had a terrible night so far as well. The two chat with each other and they end up deciding to go with each other as their 'partner' so they can escape this event.

The two leave and Soundwave surprisingly offers Hot Rod a night in his hab so his friends will leave him alone for a bit if he stays overnight with someone. Hot Rod, surprised but touched, agrees to it since he's always had a crush on Soundwave but thinks it's not reciprocated.

They go to Soundwave's place and end up having a few drinks and long story short? They end up in berth together and are embarrassed to find themselves entangled in an embrace the next morning. Hot Rod wants to run off but Soundwave stops him, asking if he wants to talk and consider making this more, because Soundwave always found him attractive even during the war...

"Come on Hot Rod you should give it a try."

"Yeah you deserve someone special."

Even though he tried getting out of it his friends forced him to go to a speed dating event. Claiming they were worried about him because he was still single. Unlike all of his friends who were happily in a relationship and decided he needed to be in one as well.

He tried to give it a chance for all of them but the entire night sucked and he just wanted to go home. The people there were either boring or just trying to get behind his panels. A few had been really creepy and sent shivers down his spine.

Just when he's thinking about making a break for it Soundwave sits across from him. He freezes in surprise and then blurts out a question. Asking Soundwave why he was there. Which probably wasn't the best idea.

Soundwave who'd also been having a terrible time was radiating a murderous aura that had everyone else trying to get away from him. Scared about what he'd do to them when he finally snaps.

Instead Soundwave sighs looking defeated and tells him about his casseticons. He finds it kind of sweet that they're trying to set him up on dates because they're worried he's lonely. Although they are definitely going about it the wrong way.

The two of them spend the evening chatting and it's surprisingly pleasant. Although both of them wanted to get out of there and decided to leave.

Pretending to be a couple they got up and left. Although instead of going their separate ways they find themselves reluctant to leave the other.

Soundwave offers going back to his house. That way his friends will think he went home with someone since they were still spying on him. They thought they were discreet but it was obvious they were spying.

He agrees both because he wants to hang out with him more and because he has a small crush on him.

Going back to Soundwaves apartment the two sit on his couch and continue talking while having a few drinks.

He doesn't realize how late it gets and Soundwave offers to let him stay the night. As the two continue talking and drinking they get closer and closer until they end up sleeping together.

In the morning they are both embarrassed to find themselves tangled up together. The evidence of what they'd done obvious.

Feeling mortified Hot Rod debates running off and moving somewhere far far away so he never has to see Soundwave again. When he was stopped by the Decepticon.

He gave him a confused look when Soundwave confessed having a crush on him and wanted to make things more official. Shocked that Soundwave liked him back he immediately agreed.

The two cuddled together and went back to sleep still tired from the night before.

[nausicaamusiclover20]

Something involving Kirk’s tattoo. Like maybe when he first gets it and doesn’t tell reader about it she finds out becomes obsessed with it something smut involved please😈

Hope you like it!❤

Warnings: smut, strong language, mature themes.

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Flames of desire

I stood just outside Kirk’s quarters, exhilaration coursing through me after my earlier run. My heart was still racing from the exercise, but nothing compared to the rush of excitement at the thought of seeing him. As I pushed the door open, the familiar scent of his cologne wafted through the air, mixed with something sweet—probably dessert he had saved.

“Did you save any of that synthale for me?” I called out, stepping into the warm glow of his room. I stopped short at the sight before me.

Kirk was halfway through undressing, his shirt slipping off his broad shoulders. My heart raced—not just from my run, but from how effortlessly handsome he looked. However, what captivated me most was the tattoo on his right side. Flames danced across his waist, their vibrant colors flickering in a way that made them seem alive.

“Wow, Kirk,” I said, stepping closer, “you’ve been holding out on me.” My tone was playful, but I couldn’t hide my admiration.

He turned fully to face me, a teasing spark igniting in his eyes. “Thought you’d be impressed. But I bet it’s not just the tattoo that gets you hot under the collar.”

Heat flooded my cheeks at his boldness. “Can I… can I look at it up closer?” I asked, curiosity bubbling within me.

Kirk raised an eyebrow, mischief shining in his gaze. “Only if you can handle the heat,” he replied with a grin, taking a step toward me.

As I reached out, my fingers brushed against the tattoo, tracing the intricate flames. The warmth radiated from his skin, sending shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how vividly the flames mimicked the wild inferno that burned between us.

“This is incredible,” I whispered, lost in the artistry of it all. The flames reminded me of our passion—intense, consuming, and dangerous.

“You seem quite taken with it,” he said, amusement in his tone as I studied the ink.

“You don’t get it. It’s mesmerizing!” I exclaimed. “It’s not just a tattoo; it feels like it represents something deeper—like the flames of inferno.”

Kirk took a step closer, our bodies nearly touching. The air between us felt charged, and I could sense the intensity building. “It represents passion—wild, untamed passion,” he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper that sent a thrill racing through me.

“I think it leads to something explosive,” I replied boldly, feeling the heat radiating from both his tattoo and the man standing before me.

Without further ado, he closed the space between us, capturing my lips in a kiss that ignited a fire within me. The moment was electric, and my body melted against his as I surrendered to the urgency of the kiss.

“What do you want?” he murmured against my lips, the warmth of his breath mingling with my own.

“I want you,” I confessed, my heart racing with desire. “I want you—now.”

In one swift movement, he spun me around, pinning me against the wall with firm but gentle hands. The heat from his tattoo pressed against my skin, amplifying the need coursing through my veins. I could feel my body instinctively responding, hunger rising in my core.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice thick with longing.

“Yes, I’m sure,” I replied, my heart pounding.

Kirk captured my mouth again, and we quickly fell into a passionate rhythm, our bodies moving together as one. Fingers tangled in his hair as we kissed, exploring the depths of our desires.

As we continued, my hand trailed down from his hair to his waist, brushing over the edges of the tattoo. I pressed my lips against the flames, savoring the warmth of his skin and the symbolism behind the ink. Each kiss lit a fire within me, making me feel more connected to him than I ever had before.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured against his skin, feeling completely alive in the moment.

Kirk let out a low growl as he pressed his body against mine, driving the point home that we were both caught in this whirlwind of heat. “You have no idea how much I want you,” he replied, his voice husky with desire.

With every kiss I placed on the flames, my longing intensified. It felt as if I were kissing the embodiment of our passion—a wild inferno that threatened to engulf us both. The tattoo became a physical representation of everything we were sharing, and I found myself craving him even more.

“Y/N,” he breathed, pulling slightly away to gaze deeply into my eyes. “You’re driving me wild.”

I chuckled softly, but there was an undeniable heat building inside me. “Good,” I replied breathlessly, tugging him closer. “Let go.”

With that, Kirk captured my lips again, plunging us into a world where nothing else mattered. The outside world faded, leaving only the two of us as we melted together, moving in perfect harmony.

I surrendered to the fiery passion that crackled between us, feeling utterly consumed by the inferno of our desires. We continued to lose ourselves in each other, the tattoo pulsing with life as we found our rhythm.

In that fervent embrace, time ceased to exist. He lifted me slightly, my legs wrapping around his waist, as I whispered his name—a mixture of plea and affirmation. I clung to him, kissing the flames again, savoring the moment in its entirety—the wildness, the heat, the unbreakable connection we shared.

As we finally reached that exhilarating peak together, our breaths mingling in the afterglow, I couldn’t help but smile up at him. “You know, next time you decide to get another tattoo, at least give me a heads-up,” I teased, running my fingers along the ink. “I'd love to be prepared for the heat.”

Kirk chuckled, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. “I promise I’ll give you a heads-up. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on my next masterpiece.”

With a playful wink, he pressed his lips to my forehead, the flames on his skin still glowing brightly.