#also I have another date tomorrow 🫣🫣🫣🫣

[shadowglens]

update: the date went really well!

[ham1lton]

omg i had a similar idea about how yn’s birthday would be what exposed lewisyn but i didn’t send it bc i didn’t think you’d like it 🫣🫣🫣 i was just thinking that he’d get her something REALLY nice and everyone’s like 🤨🤔 whose boss would get them this….(as a kpop girlie my headcanon was that he flies her to coachella to see blackpink vip LMAO but honestly your choice)

author’s note: LEWISYN LEWISYN *we all chant in unison*. this is a part of the dream girl universe but can be read as a stand alone! also i’m posting the oscaryn fic tomorrow! so keep an eye out for that :D

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yourusername: when your boss pays for an all inclusive holiday for you and your girls for your birthday, but you miss his dog so you force him to send you updates every day 😔

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user1: happy bday girl but this isn’t normal 😭

-> user2: bye she’s so real for this because if i could get exclusive lewis hamilton selfies I WOULD 😭

user3: you posted a darry ring box on your story? who bought it for you?

-> yourusername: lewis! :)

-> user4: hey babe… that’s literally INSANE

-> user5: idgi? what’s a darry ring? why is it insane? it’s just jewellery 🤷🏾‍♀️

-> user4: you can only buy ONE darry ring per LIFETIME. they make you submit your id so you can never buy another. it’s meant to be for your soulmate 😭 and lewis bought one for his ASSISTANT 😭

-> user5: nah, they GOTTA be fucking.

-> user4: worse. they’re in love.

carmenmmundt: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET GIRL ♥️

-> yourusername: i can’t even believe it but thank you babe!!! mwah!! we’ll go out as soon as i come back!!! :D

-> user6: my fav wags :(( gonna miss yn when lewis goes to ferrari :((

bestie1: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BESTIE!!! SEXIEST GIRL EVER!!!!!!11!!!111

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user19: people talking about the darry ring like what about the HOLIDAY TO HER FAVOURITE PLACE??? like that is literally CRAZY???

-> user19: … you hiring? lewishamilton 👀

-> user21: fuck that, do you have an opening in your relationship? lewishamilton yourusername? 👀 bitch scooch over!! i want y’all 🤷🏻‍♀️

user20: what f1 driver wants to have a weird codependent relationship with a romantic subtext with me?

-> user21: i didn’t realise how much of a wattpad ass trope lewisyn is 😭 rich older famous hot boss and younger funny pretty employee who does whatever she wants while the boss is just fondly endeared.

-> user22: THAT SHOULD BE ME!!!!! 😔

-> user20: we can still do it oscarpiastri

-> oscarpiastri: no thank you! 🙂‍↔️

user28: yourusername are you and lewis dating be honest?

-> yourusername: NO 😭 i am definitely still single. lewis and i are just close friends that’s it!

-> user29: he said ‘happy birthday to my favourite girl, i want to spend all the rest of them with you’ in his post to you…. THATS A BOYFRIEND ASS QUOTE DONT LIE 😭

-> yourusername: that’s really normal??? like i’m sorry that you don’t have a decent relationship with your boss? 😭

user10: this whole bday thing is so funny cause why is yn trying to pass this as a normal employee and employer relationship 😭

-> user11: like you don’t see charles taking his assistant on romantic candlelit dinners do you 😭

-> user12: maybe if he does that, he’ll win a wdc. lewis does it, and he won eight, to ME!

user26: her insta stories are packed with all the gifts he bought her omg. someone tallied it all up and why did it amount to 2.7 million?!????

-> user27: IM SO JEALOUS

alexandrasaintmleux: next time brunch is on me ! 🥰 happy birthday honey 💕

-> yourusername: ily alex :(

-> user7: 1644 got the baddest bitches i know that’s right!

user13: lewisyn be normal challenge: FAILED!

-> user14: lewisyn be hopelessly in love with each other and co-parent lewis’ dog together challenge: COMPLETE!

user15: everyone talking about how weird it is that lewis spoils yn for her bday but why can’t we NORMALISE this?????? i want MY lazy ass boss to see shit like this and feel so ashamed that he books me on a cruise or some shit 😭

user17: LEWISYN CONFIRMED !!! WE CHEERED !!

-> user18: did you see his birthday post to her? babe it’s BEEN confirmed 😭

user24: im new to this. is yn lewis’ wag?

-> user25: no! she’s his assistant.

-> user24: don’t believe it. sorry.

user16: to everyone thinking this is weird, lewis’ team are like family to him. yn has been with him for almost a decade. like ofc he’s gonna reward loyalty? especially when she’s gotten offers from other celebs and brands. she could have pivoted to being an influencer but she likes working for lewis and it’s clearly mutual?

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landonorris: did you get my flowers?

-> yourusername: no?? :(

-> lewishamilton: roscoe ate them. my bad.

-> user8: MESSY ASS 😭 that dog did not eat those damn flowers.

-> user9: roscoe at home rn like … what he say fuck me for 🐶

-> yourusername: dw lando!! we’ll still have our weekly movie night when i come back!!

-> landonorris: :D

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— all works taglist: @luvsforme @yelenasloverrrrr @donttouchthegnote @chelle1306 @bloodyymaryyy @aliciaablueprint @lennnooshh @km-23mr @stinkyjax @f1kenzzz @ctrlyomomma @theblueblub @lavisenri @marshmummy @23victoria @ourlifeforchaos @namgification @tallrock35 @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @ariellovelynn @shhhchriss @lifeless-firefly @xylinasdiary @evie-119 @itseightbeats @tsireyasgf @landososcar @yongi-lee @maxlarens @velentine @m1892 (if you were on more than one of the taglists, i’ve only tagged you once! :) also if you’re on the solo lewis taglist, i’ll tag you in the mentions as tumblr limits mentions at 50 per post!! :( and if you’d like to join either taglist, fill out this form! make sure you read the explanatory box, fill the form out correctly and allow your account to be tagged or i can’t tag you!)

[natailiatulls07]

The golden trio Pt 5

Lando Norris x female!reader

Carlos Sainz x female!reader

Max Verstappen & Female!reader & Charles Leclerc

Summary - Being bestfriends with two famous formula one drivers is never easy, but what will happen when you get involved with yet another formula one driver??

Warning - a cringy pick up line, cheating, slight argument and swearing

A/n - I’ve been ill all weekend so I have just been getting some things done so you are getting loads this weekend

There is also kind of a time skip half way through, but you’ll know when 🤍

How is everyone feeling about todays Grand Prix?? 🥹

The golden trio

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Text (White: Reader) (Orange: Lando)

Hey, are you lighting cause I make you McQueen 😉

Lando Norris are you trying to use a pick up line on me?? 😳

Of course darling, just trying to shoot my shot

Well in that case if you want to shoot your shot, take me on a date

Tomorrow 6pm I pick you up

Do I get to know where we’re going Mr Norris??

Nope. I’ll see you then 😘

See you tomorrow 6 pm 🤍

yourusername has posted a story

Gossip Groupchat (White: Reader) (Red: Charles) (Blue: Max)

Hey Bee, me and Charlie have found a new film wanna do a movie night tonight??

Yeah! It looks like a great film, we think you’ll like it 😁

Oh I’m sorry guys, I have a date tonight…

A date?!

With who!??

Um…Lando 🤭

Wait what?? Has finally come to his senses and remembered that night?!

Idk, he sent me a very cringy pick up line to shoot his shot

Yeah and then what??

I then said if he wanted to shoot his shot he should take me on a date so yeah he’s picking me up at 6

Ohhhh so that’s why you were busy all day

Yep, I was getting my nails done and doing some last minute pieces

Well we’ll probably see you just before you leave so I won’t give you the talk just yet 😇

Now I’m considering sneaking out 😅

Don’t you dare young lady!!

lando.jpg

Shooting my shot for her 😍

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username I want dates like this 😩

username Lando taking photos of their date is just to make us jealous 😤

= username Well it worked 🫤

charles_leclerc Don’t forget about her curfew

= lando.jpg Of course, don’t want to get on the big brothers bad sides 😳

= username Overprotective brothers!!!

Texts (White: Reader) (Orange: Lando)

I had a great time last night, thank you 🥰

Of course, I had to win you over and I hope I’ve done that 🤞🏻

You were successful in winning me over

Yayyy!! Wanna do it again some time?

I’d be a fool to turn that down 😅

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yourusername

Monthly dump 😚

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username Not Y/n posting Lando’s back like we don’t know who she’s dating like girl we know, it’s okay 😂

username The food is making me HUNGRY!!

username She’s just like us, posting the ‘worst’ photos of her bestfriends lol

landonorris Who’s that in the McLaren hoodie?? 😏

= yourusername Idk but he uses some cringy pick up lines 😃

username Not Max being an iPad kid 🫣

f1gossip

Spotted: Lando Norris sharing a kiss with another girl whilst Y/n L/n is seen shopping on the other side of Monte Carlo

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username Isn’t Lando and Y/n a thing??

= username Yeah…

= username That means he’s cheating on her 🫢

= username Yeah…

username Why?? Lando why??!

username No I can’t, I just can’t today no!!

username He continues to fuck up my ship! FUCK!

Texts (White: Reader) (Orange: Lando)

Baby I’m so sorry!

No you can’t go ‘baby’ me. No not after you go and kiss another girl Lando.

It’s not what it looks like, please let me explain

Go on then explain why you were passionately kissing another girl in your car

Seen 4 mins ago

I can’t, I’m so sorry darling

Please it didn’t mean anything to me honestly

Baby? Y/n??

I love you sweetheart

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username Lando Norris you are gonna need to hide from Max and Charles once they see what you’ve done mate 😳

username He has fucked up so much!

username I bet she’s devastated, poor girl 🥺

username Every thing is okay, everything is okay, everything is okay… we’re fucked

Text (Blue: Max V) (Orange: Lando)

Look I’ve tried to talk to Y/n but I’ve just fucked it all up I’m sorry

Yeah you can say that again. Mate if you’ve come here trying to get cut of any slack you might want to think again

I know, I just wish I didn’t do it

Yk that girl LOVES you, she has been the happiest she has ever been since she started getting hate but you fucked that up

Yeah

Charlie and I have tried to get her out of her bedroom but nothing so you gotta think of something and fast

I will, I’m sorry

I know you’re sorry, please don’t think that me and Charlie hate you because we don’t

Thank you, she’s lucky to have you guys

We’re just abit annoyed that she has been hurt once again

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[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 14: genius

IRL, INSTAGRAM!

“hi, y/n and i’m here today with genius to explain the lyrics of my song ‘kill bill’.” you smiled at the camera.

“so, fun fact about kill bill is that it actually only took about 6 hours to produce. i, uh-” you laughed. “i saw this thing online and it made me feel some type of way, and i was like ‘i need to release what i feel right now.’ so, i took out my songbook and went crazy. i called up my friend jean, my producer, and i was crying,” you laughed again, and made a phone gesture with your hand and brought it up to your ear. “and i was like, ‘bro i just wrote these lyrics, can we make a song right now?’ and we did, in like 6 hours.”

VERSE 1

i’m still a fan even though i was salty

hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy

hate to see you happy if i’m not the one driving

“the person that this song is about is actually also an artist, and he’s actually really talented. so basically, i was saying that even though i hate that nigga,” you stuck up your middle finger. “he’s still a great artist, unfortunately. the next two lines are literal, uh, about a month, maybe a month and a half after we broke up, he was posted up with another girl. which was honestly really shitty because he broke up with me to ‘focus on his music’” you quirked your eyebrow and used quotation marks. “basically this whole song is about me being a jealous heartbroken bitch.” you sarcastically smiled.

PRE-CHROUS

i’m so mature, i’m so mature

i’m so mature, got me a therapist to tell me there’s other men

i don’t want none, i just want you

if i can’t have you, no one should

i might

“i was tryna convince myself that i was strong, and that this wasn’t hurting me as much as i thought it was, but it definitely was. literally wrote a whole muthafucking song about it.” you laughed. “we we’re dating for a long ass time to be honest, so with the ‘i don’t want none, i just want you’ lyric, it’s basically saying that i’ve been with you for so fucking long, it’s always been you, how am i supposed to move on, y’know? it’s lowkey corny but yeah. the last lyric is very um, yandere simulator vibes but it relates to the theme of the song, which is like jealousy and vengeance and possession.” you put your hands up. “don’t worry y’all, i’m not a criminal.”

CHORUS

i might kill my ex, not the best idea

his new girlfriend's next, how'd i get here?

i might kill my ex, i still love him though

rather be in jail than alone

“i can explain y’all, i’m not a killer or a criminal but imma be real, i was definitely having some intrusive thoughts. but everyone does. like, anyone who says they’ve never had thoughts about hurting someone that did them dirty, or fucked with them, they’re fucking lying, 100%. and relating to what i said before, we were together for so long. no matter how much i try to deny, the love is still there. it’s been built up for years, as much as i want to, i can’t magically forget it overnight.”

you continued on with singing the lyrics and explaining them until you completely finished the entire song.

“kill bill was an impulsive creation and release. we recorded and finished the song in like 6 hours, and i was like ‘i want to release this today’” you pointed downwards. “but everyone told me no.” you rolled your eyes. “so i asked when was the soonest we could release it, and it was like in 2 days. so the next day i posted on instagram saying that i was releasing a song tomorrow and that was it. there was no promo for it, which is why i’m so fucking shocked that it did so well. but, thank you to my fans, friends and family, i love you all. stream kill bill, album coming soon, bye!” you blew a kiss to the camera, before smiling and making heart with your hands.

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y/nsinterlude kill bill interview w @genius out neowwww!! go run it up 🫣🫣🤍

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- this chapter is fr just a whole lotta yapping but 🫣🫣

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[luvhughes43]

No pressure at all but when can we expect another chapter of and journalist reader and Jack 🫣

to be honest i havent started on the next chapter because ive been so busy with school but i do have an outline set out so hopefully the writing comes smoother now!

as we all know, i always say somethings coming out and then i never post it on the day i promise! so i can't give u an exact date but sometime within the next week and a half? two weeks? my schedule next week is pretty relaxed so i'm going to try and start the newest chapter either tomorrow or this weekend!

im always willing to talk about the au tho! i know it takes so long for updates and im so incredibly sorry about that! but if u guys have any asks or ideas, please feel free to send them so it'll hold you over!

also i've gotten requests to do insta edits for this au and like is that something u guys want? im afraid if i add to the story when its not in an official chapter ppl wont see it. idk but if u want me to do insta edits while i write the official chapter im totally down! i'd just love to have some guidance into what u guys want to see!

this was so long im sorry😭🫶

[chanshoesunite]

can i request reader & their boss (chan) hooking up or having a secret friends with benefits relationship & reader invites him to a family get together & introduces him as a friend/ their boss & chan is a little shocked because he thought they were both exclusive so he gets slightly upset & they both fuck in the bathroom 🫣

24 Days of CHRISMAS: Day 21

Content info: See the prompt above

Word count: 3886

Warnings: raw sex (YN has an IUD and they’re clean, but kids, wrap it up, please, Auntie Hare doesn’t need more nieces and nephews), dirty talk, stupid siblings (but who doesn’t have those? Well, only children, that’s who, I guess), oral sex (f and m receiving), semi public sex? (it's in the upstairs bathroom idk how squeamish you are about that sort of thing)

Apparently, Chan thinks you’re his girlfriend, and that’s why you decide he should fuck you in your parents’ upstairs bathroom before dessert.

But from the beginning.

You and Chan have been sleeping together for months. You know it’s not actually professional to fuck your co-workers (thanks, TikTok), but since your CEO JYP regularly insists that there is “no real hierarchy” in the company, you sort of took the opportunity at the summer party to expand your only half-serious ongoing flirtation with your hot Australian team leader to making out in his car afterwards and sleeping with him the next day when he came round to cook you some hangover stew.

This has been your ongoing spiel for the past months – you cook, you watch Netflix shows, you fuck. Nobody at work knows, and you’d like to keep it that way – not because you’re embarrassed. Chan is a fantastic catch, likely way too good for you, and you enjoy spending time together a lot. It’s just that neither of you has ever brought this up so… Why ruin a good thing by putting a label on it?

You are at work when your phone rings and it’s your mum. Chan’s in the room, talking about some proposal with another team member, but you have a fairly relaxed phone policy, and it could be an emergency, so you pick up.

“Mum? Everything okay?”

Chan glances up and gives you a questioning look. You shrug, turning your back on your handsome fuckbuddy.

“Hi, sweetie, yes, only a minor inconvenience but I hope you can help. You know how we’re planning a dinner and crime night for your father’s birthday tomorrow night?”

You do, it was kind of your idea, plus you ordered the game and distributed the role cards, but now is not the moment to be petty, so you merely roll your eyes. “Yeah?”

Your mum sighs. “Well, as you know, we were originally going to be seven people with your brother and sister and their girlfriends, but now Lilian and Steph both caught a stomach bug and there is just no way they’ll be up for eating a three-course meal tomorrow. Now, we are down to five players, and we need at least six, otherwise we can’t go through with the game. Can you bring someone, sweetie? Nobody expects you to find a real date or anything,” her laugh is decidedly not charming, “but maybe one of your friends? Please.”

You think for a second. You are really looking forward to the 20s themed crime dinner, having carefully curated a perfect flapper girl outfit with one of those frilly short dresses. Also, your dad loves this nerdy nonsense, and you can’t let him down. Even though it will be likely less fun without your sister and her girlfriend. “I’ll bring a date,” I promise. “We’ll absolutely be able to play.”

Your mother squeals with joy and you know you’ve made the right decision. “I knew I could count on you! Thanks, sweetie! See you tomorrow at 7!” And she’s gone.

“You’ll bring a date?” You turn to find Chan, curiosity still evident on his face.

You flop back into your chair. “Yeah, to dad’s birthday dinner tomorrow. We are doing this crime dinner game thing, and you need at least six people, and currently we are one player short.”

Chan raises his eyebrows at you. “And are you going to ask me?”

You choke on air. “You? You want to come to my dad’s dinner and crime party with me?”

Your boss frowns. “Yeah? Why not? It sounds fun. Would I have to dress up?”

“As a 20s Chicago mobster, yeah.” Actually, the idea isn’t half bad. Chan is lovely, polite, fun, a great conversationalist. Sure, your mum will ask you about him at every opportunity for the next two years, but… You realise you would love to have Chan there, especially since your brother’s new girlfriend is always making you feel somewhat lesser-than.

Chan grins. “A chance to wear a bowtie and braces, fantastic!” He seems honestly delighted at the idea. How endearing. You tentatively smile too.

“And you wouldn’t be weirded out that it’s my family dinner?”

He shakes his head. “Why would I be? I’d love to meet them.” That makes you a little suspicious, because why would he want to meet your family, but whatever, it’s his call. And you really do need a sixth person, the more enthusiastic, the better.

“It’s tomorrow at seven,” you say, resigning yourself to the fate of spending a night watching your boss/fuckbuddy charm your mother.

Chan nods. “I’ll pick you up… When? How far is the drive?”

“About twenty minutes.”

“6:40 then. Perfect.” His smile is still weirding you out a little, since that sounds like rather unspectacular plans for a Saturday night in your twenties, but he made his choice and you can’t walk around second-guessing whether everyone’s decisions were only made to humour you, your therapist says.

So… you just go with it. “Great, thanks for saving the dinner, Chan.”

He briefly touches your face over the desk so that nobody sees. “My pleasure, baby girl.” And with a wink, he goes back to his work proposal.

…

At exactly 6:40 the next night, the doorbell rings, and you quickly dash to the door to buzz Chan up as you fix a pearl earring to your ear. A moment later, there is a quiet knock on the door, and you open to –

You gasp.

Chan looks absolutely stunning in his bowtie, braces and flat cap combined with a white shirt, dark grey trousers and fancy dress shoes. Many women might not have cared for this look, but you are a sucker for vintage fashion, and this is exactly the way you want Chan to look as he walks you down the aisle.

Wait. That’s not what you want. Chan is just a casual thing. A fuckbuddy, really. Right?

You only now notice how wide-eyed he is. “Oh wow,” he says softly. “You look beautiful, YNnie!”

You blush and quickly turn to look at yourself in the mirror. You are wearing a black and silver flapper dress combined with elbow-high black gloves; your hair is pinned in a faux-bop and held back by a sparkly headband, your makeup is heavy on the eyeliner and a deep red lipstick completes the outfit. It’s a good look, you must admit, and Chan, who mostly sees you in your corporate outfits or his own hoodies, seems absolutely taken with it. “Thanks,” you say shyly, distracting yourself by slipping into a pair of Mary Janes and grabbing your dark red coat. “I’m ready to go!”

Chan nods, but takes a step towards you, crossing the threshold and crowding you against the wall. “I assume,” he growls,” I shouldn’t kiss you with that lipstick on?”

You refrain from biting your lip because of the aforementioned lipstick. “It would be better, I guess.”

He presses a kiss to your throat, then, and your knees buckle slightly. “I will have to be patient until we come back, then,” he muses, letting you know that you’ll be up very late tonight. You have the audacity to grin. “I’ll make it worth your while. You are hella sexy in that outfit, Channie.”

Chan closes his eyes for a second. “You’ll be the death of me, YNnie, red lipstick or not.”

You both step out of the flat and you lock up. “Should I start wearing it round work?”

“If you want to get fucked in the staff kitchen after hours, I’d recommend it.”

You giggle. “Ew, boss, that’s not sanitary!”

Even though you were afraid it’d be awkward – you and Chan never go anywhere, you just visit each other to fuck and hang out – the banter carries you downstairs and into his car, where his playlist sparks a discussion about music. Chan knows of your musical tastes, and so you discuss the artists and sing along. It feels so domestic, like it always does with Chan, like you don’t have to worry about saying or doing the wrong thing. In moments like this, it’s easy to forget he’s not really your boyfriend, he’s only your – it doesn’t matter. It is what it is. You will enjoy what you have with him and not ask for more.

Chan parks in front of your parents’ house, where your brother’s car already takes up the majority of the space. “My brother’s a bit of a dick,” you explain, “and his girlfriend thinks he’s the best thing since sliced bread. So yeah.” You touch his hand on the gear shift. “I’m glad you’re here. It’s important to have someone around to roll your eyes at.”

Chan smiles at you softly. “I’ll always be there to roll your eyes at me if you need me to.”

You snort. “That’s oddly sweet,” you say. “Right. Let’s go inside?”

Chan grabs a gift bag from the back seat. “You said your dad likes white wine, right? I got him two different ones, because I wasn’t sure whether to go for dry or sweet.”

You blink at your date. “Why are you so great? How do you even remember me saying that? I know I don’t!”

He shakes his head, smiling to himself. “Let’s go in!”

…

“Sweetie, there you are!” Your mum leans in to kiss your cheeks before moving on to Chan, and her eyes go wide. “And you must be Chan,” she says, planting the obligatory cheek kisses on his face, too. “We’ve heard so much about YN’s work friend!”

You turn to see Chan look confused for a second, but then the thousand-watt smile is back on his face as he produces a box of chocolates for your mother seemingly out of thin air. “Thank you so much for the invitation, Mrs. YLN,” he says sweetly, and your mother melts. Relaxed, you kiss your dad and congratulate him before giving your brother and his girlfriend loose hugs. Chan’s and yours are definitely the best outfits, even though your dad has grown a moustache for the occasion, so brownie points for that.

“Oh Chan, that wasn’t necessary,” you mother is currently cooing at him before pushing him towards your dad. “Darling, this is Chan, YN’s team leader, who was so nice to help us out tonight.”

“You brought your boss to our dinner?” your brother whispers at you. “Tell me you’re single without telling me you’re single.”

You smile at him sweetly before turning and stepping on his toes on purpose. His harsh intake of breath is immensely satisfying to you; some things never change, whether you’re six or twenty-six.

Your dad and Chan shake hands, and Chan hands over the wines, and fifteen seconds later, your dad has a hand on his shoulder and launches into a talk on the merits of different wines, all the while leading Chan into the dining room. Your lover throws back a slightly panicked glance at you, but you simply give him two thumbs up and follow them.

You and Chan are seated next to each other opposite your brother and his girlfriend. “Nice dress, YN,” she comments, sneering just a little bit. “Even though in the 1920s, it wasn’t really en vogue to be curvy, was it.” You want to throw your Singapore Sling into her face, but Chan just puts his arm around the back of your chair and looks at you. “You look perfect, YNnie, and I’m sure all of the former flappers would agree. Because,” he adds with a little side glance at your mean sister-in-law, “real women build each other up, don’t they – sorry, I didn’t catch your name?”

She looks gob-smacked and as if she wants to complain to your brother, but he’s on his phone, not paying attention. Chan looks back at you and winks while you smile gratefully and squeeze his thigh beneath the table.

…

The next one and a half hours pass in a whirl of bad acting and great food. The scenes are played between the courses, and evidence appears in each of them, making the narrative more interesting. Chan is clearly also not a born actor, but it’s funny to see him and your dad fight about who killed the heir to the mafia empire, and even your wet dishcloth of a brother makes a valiant effort, threatening to duel your mum, which has all of you crying with laughter. Both the salad with slices of steak and the roasted venison are delicious, as are the vegetarian alternatives you get, and you’re more than happy with the progression of the night so far, feeling grounded with Chan next to you, and less inclined to shout at your brother and thus ruin the dinner.

Chan belongs here, you realise. There could be plenty of these nights, spending time joking with your family, if only this was real...

There is a lull in the game before dessert because your mother wanted to bake your dad’s favourite ice cream cake and it needs to be done directly before being served, so you have sort of a break.

“So, Chan,” your brother asks, leaning forward, smirking at him. You can’t tell if he dislikes your date or if he’s just constantly cynical these days. “Do you accompany all of your employees to family functions, or is our YN one of your favourites?”

Chan puts his elbows on the table. “I think it’s safe to say that YNnie and I are more than friends.”

Your brother’s grin is sleezy. “Does HR know about that?”

You whip your head to look at Chan. “Channie, can we talk for a second? Upstairs?”

Chan stares at you hard, but nods, and you grab his hand and pull him out of the room, your brother’s chuckle following you. Your mum tries to intercept in the hallway, but you wave her off. “Chan wants to see where I grew up,” you say hurriedly, and your mum’s happy reply doesn’t quite reach your ears because you are panicking.

It was a bad idea to bring Chan – you should have known what it would suggest, and you should have talked to Chan about it beforehand, but –

But you were scared.

Then you are upstairs and you are contemplating where to take him before settling on your little en suite bathroom so there will be at least two closed doors between you and your nosy family.

Inside your bathroom, you turn to face him. “Chan, I –“

Chan interrupts you. “Did you really tell them I was only your co-worker, YNnie?” He seems less mad and more upset at the idea, leaning against the door, his arms crossed, his eyes focused on the floor.

“Chan.” You step closer and gingerly put a hand on his elbow. He doesn’t look up, but he also doesn’t shake you off. You take that as encouragement. “The truth is, I didn’t know what to tell them. It’s not like we’re dating, is it?”

Silence stretches between you, and he finally looks up. He is confused. “We are… Not dating?”

You are baffled. “You think we’re dating?”

He looks shocked. “Wait, what? Are you seeing someone else?”

Now you’re just confused. “What? Why would I see someone else? Have you met yourself? It’s like anyone –“ You take a deep breath. “Chan, there’s no one like you,” you add quietly, and it feels like a confession.

He shakes his head. “So then why do you think we’re not dating?” He is clearly exasperated.

You throw your hands up, helpless. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because we never actually talked about it? Maybe because we never actually go on dates? We only fuck and watch TV, Chan, you call that dating? I am basically your dirty little secret!” You look down so he won’t see the tears swimming in your eyes, because you get it, Chan looks like a fucking movie star and he is the kindest person you’ve ever met and he could be dating anyone so why would he choose his team member and –

His hand gingerly touches your face, and you look up. Chan’s dark eyes are shining with emotions. “I am such an idiot,” he breathes. “Please tell me you haven’t spent the past few months thinking I don’t actually want to be with you.” When you say nothing, a pained gasp escapes him. “YNnie, baby, I am so sorry. I am such a homebody that I’ve never stopped to consider you might feel uncomfortable not going on dates with me. In my head, we’ve been dating since the day after our summer party, so our anniversary is the 28th of June.” You release a quiet sob. Chan shakes his head again. “I’m so incredibly stupid. Tell me how to make it up to you.” He strokes both your cheeks softly, wiping away the few stray tears that cling to your eyelashes. “Tell me what I can do.”

You hiccup slightly. “I have a few really lame dating ideas?”

He smiles gently. “I’ll happily take you on each and every one of those dates and I’ll absolutely love them, because I’ll be spending them with you, baby girl.”

That nickname stirs something inside your belly. Chan and you are locked in your childhood bathroom, and you still have at least fifteen minutes until dessert. And just like that, you're back from sappy to sexy.

“You’re not upset with me, Chan? You know that I am head over heels for you and that you are the best man I’ve ever been with, right?” You step closer to him and let a hand slide down his chest, lower, towards his clothed cock.

Chan looks surprised for a second, then an evil expression takes over his features. “Oh, baby girl,” he rasps. “I would be much more assured of your affection if you’d ruin that pretty lipstick blowing me right now.”

That’s the invitation you’ve been waiting for. You don’t hesitate and just go straight for his belt, undoing his trousers, taking a moment to slide down his braces and finally pulling his cock out. Then, you sink to your knees and just go for it, licking the tip messily as if it were your favourite lollipop before engulfing as much as you can into your mouth and bobbing your head up and down. Chan’s hand carefully finds the top of your head without ruining your hairstyle, and this softness makes you even more horny, as do the quiet little gasps he tries to bite back.

You pull off with a pop that could be considered pornographic and look up to meet Chan’s blown pupils. “Lock the door, baby boy,” you purr, “I want you to fuck me against it.”

Not a second later, you can feel yourself being pulled up as Chan locks the door and pushes you against it. Your legs wrap around him as he lifts you up, and you won’t ever forget the moment he realises that you are wearing thigh-high stockings, because he looks like Christmas came early. He tugs your thong to the side, all the while holding you up with only one hand, and moans as he finds how wet you already are.

“Please tell me I can fuck you raw,” he begs. “I don’t have a condom.”

“I have an IUD,” you confirm, “and apparently, you’ve been thinking of me as your girlfriend for months, so I guess you’re clean?”

He nods, desperation obvious on his face, turning into wonder as you nod your consent. He sinks into you, and you both gasp at the way he stretches you out; it’s been a few days – not that his size isn’t always a surprise.

You stay like that for a few seconds, gasping and looking at each other. “That outfit is so hot,” you say, staring at the way his white shirt stretches across his heaving chest.

He shakes his head, bemused. “Silly girl,” he chides. “When you’re the absolute vision that you are, who would notice me?”

“I would,” you say. “I always notice you, Channie.”

His eyes are full of tenderness and lust, but lust wins over as he pushes into you more firmly, and you gasp. “You need to keep it down, YNnie, or your whole family will know what a little slut you are,” he coos into your ear.

You gasp again. “Kiss me, then, so they’ll see as well.”

He jumps at the opportunity, kissing you deeply, all the while thrusting into you again and again, and there are entirely too many clothes between you, these awesome but ridiculous costumes, when all you want is a naked Chan above you. But you’re moving together, ravenous, passionate, but filled with a tenderness, knowing that this is the real thing, that you really do like each other like that, that you are boyfriend and girlfriend for real.

Chan’s strength does seem to have limits, because suddenly, he puts you down, only to bend you over the sink and push into you from behind. Facing yourself in the mirror, you can see that you’re both slightly sweaty, your hair isn’t as carefully styled anymore and your lipstick has made it onto Chan’s mouth. You look debauched, dishevelled in the most delicious way, and it seems to egg Chan on even more, because he fucks you forcefully, picking up the pace while staring at you in the mirror.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls, kissing your throat, leaving faint traces of colour there as well. “I’ll take you out every night so everyone will know how much I love you. And then every night, I will fuck you well so you won’t forget, either.”

You gasp. “I love you too, Channie,” you whisper, and then he’s coming inside you, stilling his movements as he bites your shoulder lightly.

For a moment, all you hear are your laboured breaths. Then: “Did I really just tell you I love you for the first time while fucking you in your parents’ bathroom?”

You giggle as he pulls out and you turn to face him. “You did. Like the absolute dork that you are.”

Chan shakes his head. “How embarrassing. But that doesn’t make it any less true.” He pulls you close for a sweet kiss, and you feel his heartbeat slowing down a bit under you hand.

Then he kneels before you. “Let me clean you up,” he says, a diabolical grin on his face. And then he starts licking into you, collecting his own come and then stimulating you clit, sucking it into his mouth until you come, biting your arm so you won’t scream.

…

Ten minutes later, you make it down to dessert. Your whole family glances up at you, and you can see on their faces what they’re seeing – a young couple who has obviously just fucked upstairs.

“Mum, Dad,” you say, grabbing Chan’s hand. “I think there was a misunderstanding earlier. Chan is not my colleague – he’s my boyfriend. Why would I bring a colleague to a family dinner?” You laugh artificially.

Everyone is staring at you, but in Chan’s case, it’s adoringly.

You take a seat. “Cake, me love?”

He grins, ignoring the weirdness and proving once again why he is the ideal partner in crime. “I’d love some.”

~Day 22~

[bereft-of-frogs]

the first actual weekend list of the year!

-work for the rest of the afternoon (boo)

-pick up yet another library hold 📚

-check out our new BOOK BAR! I've been waiting for this practically since I moved here but they were busy renovating the space. They've partnered with my favorite used bookstore and the pictures on instagram of the space have been great so I'm going to head there. As this is a recon mission, I'm probably not going to bring my laptop but I'm definitely going to bring my book and my notebooks and have a cocktail and maybe some desert 🍪

-it's supposed to snow sunday (fingers crossed!) (I'll believe it when I see it this year...) so I'm going to go grocery shopping tomorrow instead of my usual sunday trip, both so I don't have to go out in the snow AND I can get hot chocolate ingredients ☕️

-continue to use my extremely overpowered xbox to play Knights of the Old Republic. 🫣 Guys, I'm actually having a lot of fun. This was sort of a 'white whale' for me because it was the game I got so frustrated with back when it first came out that I stopped playing games entirely until 2020. Yes the graphics are extremely dated and the way you fight is kind of weird and the aspect ratio doesn't fit my TV, but I have 15 thousand save slots and it loads at the speed of lightning. And the story is really fun. Obviously since it's been 20 years, I know the ending, but I'm getting so emotionally attached to my little crew. This one's going to hurt lol.* I was originally going to wait for them to remake it but that project seems to have stalled out, and it was on sale for $4. So I'm tackling it now. 😤 I will get to the end this time (I’ve already beat my previous best of…45 minutes) (yup you can make fun of me for that others have)

[ *also, with all the conversation about canon term replacements and fitting in and canon vs fanon it's kind of fun to remember...it doesn't matter. everyone loves KOTOR and KOTOR doesn't give a fuck about keeping consistent to canon. If you're ever intimidated the list of word replacements going around, look at KOTOR and realize that it doesn't matter. just have fun. (this is a me @ me kind of situation but you all can hear it too, hope it helps) ]

-I'm not really at the point where I can set a definitive goal with writing but just like...write. Make some kind of progress on the third chapter of 'omens and all kinds of signs'. good enough!

-get cozy on sunday. I really hope it does snow. we have had literally 0 snow. it's stressing me out. fingers crossed!

happy friday! ⛄️

[swampndn]

OKAY Y'ALL WHO AM I???

I've been thrust into the main character arc or something. I'm so traumatized and been so traumatized that I've been really uninterested in dating or doing anything with strangers and new-to-me people for honestly years now.

Friday, I decided to let a HOT (honestly probably the most beautiful man I've ever seen - I cannot overstate how FIIIIIIINE that man is) buy me dinner who brought me roses. I was real clear that I was not open to things because I'm dealing with a lot. He was super kind, super respectful, and I did let him kiss me. I really needed the attention and compliments and lil romance. He been texting me since, so that's good. Not pressuring. Still very, very lovely. I felt overall better, especially after A ROUGH two weeks.

WELL, NOW WE FLASH FORWARD TO TODAY. I'm supposed to be on a 6am flight tomorrow but then it got canceled, so I'm not leaving until Tuesday now. However, I was feeling chaotic today (probably because I was still feeling good from Friday). Like I felt the urge to be impulsive. I almost decided to drive 30 hours since my flights were a mess.

But before I could follow that impulse, a DIFFERENT MAN SHOT HIS SHOT TODAY! I met him briefly a couple of months ago at an open mic (that I went to on another rando date with a different man bahahahaha). Anyway, he followed me on Instagram. He randomly likes my stuff off and on since. Haven't really talked to him. Nbd. Well, at 6pm he asked me if I was free because he wanted to take me on a date at 7pm.

And my (still very traumatized) chaotic, impulsive ass said yes. To only an hour of prep time!

Same deal. Told Sunday Man the same things I told Friday Man. He was also very lovely. Bought me dinner, drinks, paid the cover for pool, and was trying to buy me late night tacos too. Again, he was super respectful, so sweet, constantly checked in to make sure I was comfortable, and didn't push nothin. I also let him kiss me after he asked 🫣

So now here I am, back home, and I'm just like ??? Do I love dating??? Do I love attractive men buying me things and being shook by my beauty??? Am I healing??? (Well, no. While I'm loving this attention and having a good time, there's still a lot I need to take care of and other things.)

But for the moment, I feel okay with the distractions. I think I need them, especially as I'm not getting what I want yet and trying to heal and progress forward

It's honestly crazy how badly I (we) need human connection and intimacy.

[ridestomars]

thinking about that last date in cant buy me love but with eddie. how he would take her to an old car lot or a graveyard instead of a plane yard and they end the night looking up at the moon. 🫣

THIS ACTUALLY HURTS because i know i could change the moment and make it a sweet confession of love but i won't :D and i am actually writing a small fic about this small disclaimer: very ooc eddie because it's an au - not proofread also i literally have no idea of what i just typed

because i was rewatching the movie and i could only think about how heartbreakingly painful it would be to listen to eddie ask about your breakup, like it was just another exciting chapter of his fantasy books. even though you tried to act confused, telling him that you didn't understand what he was saying, he'd just turn to you and say: "you know what i'm talking about! our official breakup tomorrow!"

and then you'd just go back to staring at the moon, appreciating the white shiny halo with a whole other intention altogether: by looking up it was easier for you to not let your tears spill all over your cashmere sweater. the whole situation was ridiculous. were you really about to cry in the middle of forest hills trailer park?

"yeah," you took a deep breath, trying to sound nonchalant about the whole thing, "we could just do it naturally, i guess. even though i don't even know whoever actually believed it".

"us going out? i think a lot of people, actually. but i see what you mean, it is very unrealistic". eddie agreed with you and stayed silent for a couple of seconds, turning back to you again with an excited smile on his face, "but what about we stage a big fight? i'm a great actor, i can do it!"

"i don't think we have anything to fight ab-"

"we can make it up!" he interrupted you, "but, um... what do people fight about?"

"scratch that idea, eddie. we wouldn't want to damage your popular status now. reputation is everything, after all." you stated, sarcastically, but the venom in your words seemed to go by unnoticed by the boy. now, he looked even more thrilled, practically cackling by your side.

"popular status?"

"yeah," you acknowledged it, but continued your train of thought even though his excited laughter was only getting louder and louder, "i think that a small, dignified-"

"me!? being popular? for the right reasons? oh, man, that's awesome!" eddie exclaimed, and you could hear the smile on every single word he uttered which only broke your heart more. "oh my god, thank you, y/n! you're the best!"

he jumped out of your conversible, bouncing his way to his uncle's trailer, giving you a small wave while saying: "have a good night, yeah? i'll see you tomorrow!"

"good night, eddie." you reciprocated the wave, not matching his enthusiasm in the slightest. the only thing you could do now was to hope that your vision wouldn't get too blurry from crying while you were on your way home.

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