#and her face was all 👀 did you see did you see?? give treat now

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We upgraded Misty to a 40" crate because her back touches the top of the 36"! She's very pleased about having room to sprawl. She also thinks that going into the crate and staring intensely will earn her treats

[obxsummer]

leave me again // jj maybank

pairing: ex!jj maybank x routledge!reader

request: Routledge reader and JJ broke up during the 18 months and now she watches him with Kie? 🫢👀

summary: based on the song by kelsea ballerini; after two years together, you return to outer banks only to lose jj to kiara in a blink of an eye.

warnings: minor szn 4 spoilers, angst hehehe

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You didn’t understand. You really didn’t. 

How could you go from such a beautiful relationship and one of the happiest times of your life to watching your best friend get together with your ex-boyfriend? It seemed like such a cruel joke to watch people who had been with you your entire life turn against you in this way. 

It took less than a week for JJ to cut things off after everyone came back from El Dorado, claiming he needed to reevaluate everything and take time for himself. Apparently, that didn’t last long, because three days later, you caught Kiara sharing his bed in Sarah’s rental condo, looking like the happiest he’d ever been.

"I can explain, just-"

The scene in front of you was sick. You'd heard JJ yell out in his sleep, something that was more common than not with his nightmares. Instincts had you in front of his door before you knew it, wanting to comfort him in case he needed someone. You didn't expect to find this.

JJ, shirtless, next to Kiara, of all people, who was wearing the boy's shirt. In bed. Together.

Whatever JJ wanted to say, you didn't give him a chance to hear it. Lips tucked in a thin line, you gave a nod. "Sorry for interrupting, hope everything's okay."

And with a smile on your face and no room for explanations, you closed the door.

“Are you still avoiding them?” Sarah’s voice came from behind as you watched JJ and Kie prep the boat for the upcoming dive. 

You huffed, “Do you blame me?”

She stopped to stand beside you, her eyes watching the duo on the boat move together. “There’s no chemistry.”

“Not a bit.”

Sarah watched you carefully as if she was waiting for the dam to break. In the almost three weeks JJ and Kie had been ‘together’, you hadn’t cried and you hadn’t lashed out. You’d told her the second you found them in bed and they started spewing excuses, you just apologized for interrupting and dismissed yourself with a smile.

John B was concerned. As your older brother, it was his job to defend you and watch out for you, no matter the circumstance. When the two of you first got together, John B made JJ swear that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, swearing there would be consequences. While you’d kept your cool, he did not and JJ managed to catch himself a black eye and swollen cheek as a result. 

“Has John B talked to them?”

“Has John B what?” Your brother interrupted your question as he joined the two of you in the shop, hauling a hefty backpack. He reached out to grab your shoulder and squeezed it lightly. “You okay?”

You nodded in response, clamping your mouth shut and looking back at the water. Kiara was going down on the dive with JJ, something about not leaving him alone which made your eyes roll. Pope and John B were going on the boat, leaving you, Sarah, and Cleo on shore to be lookout. 

“Are you lying to me?”

You’d lost so many pieces of yourself in the moments shared with JJ, allowing the vulnerability you had believed he would never take advantage of.  It was no surprise John B could see through the cracks you’d inevitably let form. You sighed, head dropping between your shoulder blades as you let out a steady breath. “I’m fine, Bee. Promise.”

John B was unconvinced by your words but didn’t push. He heard your almost silent crying at night. It was obvious you were hurting by the way you closed yourself off and hid in your skin. He hated that his so-called best friend was the one to treat you this way and cause you to feel like this. 

“You can take a break,” He reassured as his backpack dropped to the ground as he pulled you into a full hug and placed a kiss on your head. “Nobody would blame you.”

You hugged him back and fought off the tears that burned your eyes. There would be a point and time to talk about all of this, but it wasn’t here and now. If you were being honest, there was nothing you’d rather do than run away from Kildare right now, but it wouldn’t be the best option by any means.

“You guys ready up there?” JJ’s voice echoed around the morning air as he called out to John B. 

You hugged your brother tighter before letting go, forcing a smile on your lips. “Be careful, please?”

He rubbed your head lovingly, smiling when you tried to shove him away. “Always.”

You stepped away to give him time with Sarah and started to head back toward the house when someone called your name. JJ’s shoes stomped against the new wooden deck, the sound getting louder as he got closer. You froze in your spot as he rounded to stop you from walking away. “Can we talk?”

You stared at him for a moment, wondering how someone you loved so incredibly much could make you feel this way. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

When you moved to pass him, he grabbed your elbow gently to prevent it. “Please, I just want to get this out before… in case I don’t-”

“You’ll be back.” It was hard to avoid the instinct of reassuring him. He swallowed thickly and met your gaze. He would be back, you just didn't know if you'd be here to see it. The two of you hadn’t been alone since everything went down and there was plenty of awkwardness to show. 

“I just… I’m sorry. About everything. I should’ve told you, but it all happened so fast and-”

“Did you ever love me?” The question came out of your mouth before you could think about it. You wanted to ask it for a while, to find out exactly what went through his head when he let Kiara climb in bed with him that night.

The opening and closing of his mouth was enough of a response to shatter you. Tears formed faster than you liked as you nodded.

“Figured," You breathed out, "Goodbye, JJ.”

You left him on the dock and didn’t look back as you walked away. From him, from Kie, from the friends you considered family until they made you feel like anything but. You swore then and there that you would never fall for someone in that way again. 

After all, staying only made you get real good at pretend.

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Coming back from the dive had been a mess of chaos. Kie and JJ were at the hospital recovering from nitrogen in their blood while the remainder of the group came back to the house with the amulet, hoping to figure out what was inscribed inside. 

John B called your name as he entered the house, practically bouncing in excitement to tell you what they’d found. You’d opted to stay back after speaking to JJ on the dock, which they didn’t fault you for, knowing you needed time alone.

When silence followed JB’s call, he frowned. Something wasn’t right. The main floor was empty, not a sign of you or your relative presence in the area. Room empty too, leaving John B to question where the hell you went. They had the Twinkie and the dirt bikes were outside which meant if you went anywhere it would be on your own two feet.

“John B.”

The tone in Sarah’s voice told him his intuition was right. She met him in the doorway of your room with a piece of paper in hand, holding it in his direction. He didn’t even need to read it to know the answer to his question.

You were gone. And you weren’t coming back any time soon.

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part two here :)

a/n: i hate this i'm so sorry

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[yeahxsurexokay13]

not a lot going on at the moment, lando norris

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summary: there's not a lot going on after the dutch gp (mostly behind the scenes, but the fans are starting to catch on).

warnings: swearing and a few negative comments. also, i don't think the dates for august make much sense but they were mainly to show the passing of time.

a/n: second to last part ): hope you guys are still enjoying the story!!! as always, would love to know what you think <3

y/n.y/l ✓ 📍​ Circuit Zandvoort

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y/n.y/l weekend well spent 🏎️❤️ thank you @/f1academy & @/charlottetilbury for having me!!!! xx

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f1academy ✓ Loved having you with us! Your support means the world 🤩 ♥︎ by author

user10 okay but I missed her outfits in the paddock sm 😭

user1 girl just say you're the lucky charm and go

user2 I NEED LINKS TO EVERY SINGLE THING YOU WORE THIS WEEKEND. LIKE NOW.

y/n.y/l ✓ 🫡🫡 on it

user 3 let's go girlsssss!!! 🏎️🩷

user11 not to be that person but… do we think they talked??

iamrebeccad ✓ Gorgeous girl ❤️ ♥︎ by author

user4 come back every weekend pls xx

user13 he won DESPITE the distraction, not because of it. let's be real.

friend soooo when are we raiding your glam bag?

y/n.y/l ✓ 🙄 as soon as you come over I'm guessing

abbipulling ✓ Loved meeting you! ❤️​

y/n.y/l ✓ right back at you 😊 xx

user5 so lando wins the second she shows up after a month? yeah. there's something in the air.

user6 yn supporting f1 academy>>>

user12 it's giving attention seeking, not support. oops 🫢

user7 don't care what happened i'm just glad she's back

francisca.cgomes ✓ 😍 ♥︎ by author

user8 lando liked....... again... (we are so back!) (i hope)

user9 I thought we were done with the PR stunts?

29 July 2024

jasmineharper ✓ 📍Kapama River Lodge Reserve

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jasmineharper out of office (emotionally and geographically) 🦓☀️⛺️🌿

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user1 girl you are GLOWING in these ✨🤩

jasmineharper ✓ thank you lovely 🥰

user2 girlbossing your way through SA I see 🫡 ♥︎ by author

y/n.y/l ✓ come back home the kids miss you (I’m the kids)

jasmineharper ✓ judging by how long it’s taking you to answer my texts, i think the kids are very entertained rn

user3 be fr jaz what do you know 😭

user8 HELLOOOO WHAT DOES JAZ MEAN BY THAT 👀

user9 she's keeping busy… WITH WHO JAZ DROP THE NAME i can’t keep living like this

user10 is it hot in here or is it just the passive aggression

user4 You are STUNNING 😍 that last pic omg

user5 enjoy summer break!!! see you again in (exactly) 22 days😌😌😌

user6 gorgeous!!!😮‍💨

user7 u deserve this break and ten more just like it 😤😤 ♥︎ by author

3 August 2024

y/n.y/l ✓

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y/n.y/l bits and bops from august so far 🌞

👤 ethan.y/l, jasmineharper, friend1, friend2

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user14 ollie content clears my skin ♥︎ by author

user1 ethan in his chef era?? hello??? while looking like a runway model too 🫦​🫦​

alexandrasaintmleux ✓ Miss you already❤️❤️❤️

user2 HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO OUR QUEEN JAZ 💌 ♥︎ by author

user3 y'all do not let that extremely cute ollie pic distract u from the soft launch on the last slide

user12 ethan cooking… did we survive the outcome?

y/n.y/l ✓ barely🙃

user4 august looks like it's treating you well!! love this dump 💖 ♥︎ by author

ethan.y/l I better get royalties for slide 5

y/n.y/l ✓ your payment is me not posting the video of you setting off the smoke alarm 👍🏼

user5 jaz with the birthday muffin 😭 queen didn't even get a cake

y/n.y/l ✓ less cleanup

user11 tell the leg at the beach I said hi

user6 ran here as soon as i got the notif you posted!! love the vibes!

user13 girl we are NOT fooled

user7 can we talk about ollie's little face in pic 3🥹🥹 give him a treat from me pls ♥︎ by author

user8 I will never know peace until I know who that leg belongs to

user9 it's probably just ethan lol you guys really do overanalyse every single little thing 😂

user10 we're not overanalysing if we're RIGHT

15 August 2024

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[midnite-c6]

Sequel to the thanos x namgyusgf!reader? 👀👀

hmmmm alot of ppl asked for pt. 2 of that one fic so heree, love u all anons!!

pt. 1 here <3 pt. 3 here ! <3

thanos (choi su-bong) x namgyusgf!reader pt. 2 warnings: 18+, cheating

already ⁠nsfw below!!-> (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

つ⁠｡⁠☆ ..after what felt like the most awakening time of your life, realizing how much you'd miss dick. you're thankful for your amazing friend, su-bong, there to make you feel full again. "you're so pathetic." su-bong blurted out, after hours of only sitting in his lap, escaping reality, that's what he chose to break the silence. "fuck off.." he chuckles, "mmm, of course i wouldn't call you that. your boyfriend did." you'd freeze for a moment, excuse me? he'd play the video he sent to nam-gyu a few hours ago, hearing your muffled moans against his cock, how you were gagging against him, it was only now you'd hear in the video:

"nam-gyu, this bitch is actually so fine, why are you ..fuck.. neglecting her, huhh?" why is it only now that you're hearing this? "i toldcha' bros before hoes, but never hoes who give good head." you could even see him pull on your hair harder as you cry from choking against his cock.

within your view was nam-gyu's reply,,

"that bitch is so fucking pathetic."

you were literally about to cry, they're both fucking jerks, "you sent that shit to him??" you've been caught, not even caught to be honest, he fucking outed you!! what are you gonna do now? you swear you were an angel ! "don't worry, i was just bragging about you, trust me, i'm sure he's learnt his lesson." you'd get off his lap immediately, slapping him across the face, and he immediately wraps his hand around your neck. "whatcha tryna do? learn your place, slut. you're the one who wanted it." "that's fuck- i -" you can't even defend or explain yourself. "you did that shit sober too." his stupid giggles were filling the private room, but you can't help but tear up, :(, he would sigh, patting your messy hair, "shhh, atleast it's with me, angel."

su-bong wipes your tears, "you're too fine to cry 'bout this.." leaning in to kiss you sweetly on the lips. "he deserves it remember? shiit if i was him i'd treat you so much better." you know that's not true. but the words were still nice to hear. he'd lean in to whisper in your ear, "if i was him i'd fuck you so much better. you already got the free trial, babe. c'mon tell me, am i better?" you'd calm down, quickly forgetting what he had done, "b.. better." he smiles, that was a good voice message to send to his bestfriend, your confirmation, your whiny voice. "you deserve the best, my bro can't handle 'allat." he kisses you again, "i love you, so much." was that true? it's not, obviously. "you deserve me." you slowly nodded, you were so dumb, but he was dumb aswell, so maybe two minds do think alike, the two of you deserve eachother !

bonus for the nam-gyu lovers..<3: you'd wake up alone, and mascara would already mess up your pretty face again, you'd shamefully walk back to your shared apartment with nam-gyu (though he wasn't home most of the time), but to your surprise, he'd be there, obviously.. he still lives there, fuck. he'd walk over to you, you could tell he was angry, at the peak of your relationship, he'd give that same look whenever you talk to other guys, you'd already press your hands together, "i'm. i'm sorry, i swear, i'm sorry, nam-gyu.." he tilts his head. "if you're gonna beg, fucking kneel." "i'm reallly sorry, nam-gyu..!" you didn't want to, it was so embarassing. "you're being shy now? you were having the time of your life sucking another guys dick, suddenly now you've got some shame?" obviously what other choice do you have? you'd already swallowed all your pride and ego by apologizing, and he'd happily do what su-bong did to you just a few hours ago, everytime su-bong would send a video he's pissed, so it's his turn now! "you can't fuck this bitch better than i do. got that, bro?" and the video contains you moaning out how nam-gyu's the only one who could make you feel that way! their text conversation is now filled with only your videos. 🫶🏻

i chose choi seunghyun pic bcuz um, there arent enough pre-squidgames scenes of thanos. like . they needa show them outside dem games cuz damn. i couldnt put a pic of jaewon bcuz like all of his pics are so wholesome and cute omfg 😭 . also, thanos is on namgyus team so sorry ure on ur own kid . hehe OH if u guys noticed im changing my layout now damn💔💔

[avianyuh]

Kim Mingyu as a boyfriend...

I feel like people naturally gravitate towards Mingyu

And that's for many different reasons

He's always given off the impression that he's a kind person

The way he treats his members (basically his brothers at this point)

The way other people act around him

Idk I've just always gotten the impression that what you see on camera is most likely what Mingyu is like off camera

He's just a real dude living that "idol" life

So anyways...

What would it be like to date Mingyu?

Well first off all, I think he'd make you laugh

A. Lot.

A literal ray of sunshine

Mingyu is an extrovert

Extroverts get a lot of their energy from being around other people

I'd see him acting all happy, trying to wake you up in the morning

Kissing your face all over, whispering, "Wake up."

Of course with that infamous smile on his face

Or picture going out to eat with him.

Sitting at the table, picking food off of each other's plates, just talking about your day

Or going to different things together, like parties

And he's navigating through the crowd, holding your hand tightly in his own, never letting go of it

Oh, imagine the hugs he'd give?

He's so tall so it'd feel like you're being enveloped into his warm, *muscular*, embrace.

You'd probably meet Wonwoo first considering the fact that they live together

I see Mingyu as the type to really help you out when it comes to social situations

If you were a little shy around his members when you first met them, he would always be by your side, making jokes and trying to get you to feel comfortable and fit in

Because he cares about you, and he wants you to become as close with his members as he is

Another trait of Mingyu's is that he gets flustered when he gets complimented

He appears to be a really confident person, but I do think that deep down, praise is something he might not necessarily e used to hearing

Like don't get me wrong, I'm sure that he's aware of the fact that he's a hot man...

But even the hotties have their days where they need some encouragement

So when you compliment his hair, or his outfit

You can see how his cheeks turn red and he starts to nervously laugh

"What? Mingyu I think you should wear that color more often!" you'd laugh as you watched Mingyu cover his face, peeping in the mirror in front of him to see if you were telling the truth.

As with most of my BF headcanon posts, I'm sure Mingyu would be counting down the days until he felt like the relationship was serious enough to introduce you to his family

And he'd really try to make sure you meshed well with them too, just like with the members

Anyways, back to more of his litlte habits

Mingyu would be the type of boyfriend that would do something stupid just to make you smile or, even better, laugh if you were having a bad day

It legitimately breaks his heart to see you upset

Would have beef with anyone who hurt you

You got in a fight with your friend, but you resolved it? Mingyu tolerates her, but deep down, he hates her now

But he'd never tell you that because he doesn't want to overstep

But if you and that friend ever got in another fight, the minute you'd try to vent to Mingyu he'd blurt out;

"I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON WHY I NEVER LIKED HER!"

And you'd be like: 👀

But speaking of friends...

I think he'd constantly be talking about you

In his friend group

With the other members

He'd become that guy where someone would ask him what he did over the weekend or on his day off and he'd turn the conversation into a 30 minute conversation of why you'd be the best perosn to travel with or something

Remember how I said Mingyu is always there beside you to back you up?

Well, even if you aren't with him, he's always going to hype you up if he mentions you

Another trait of his that comes to mind is his cooking skill

Word on the street is that Mingyu can chef it up

So let's say you don't feel like going out that night

No problem, Mingyu's gonna make you some good home cooking

And he's say something stupid like how the food is "infused with his love."

*Ahem*

If you're a frequent reader, you know what time it is...

Shexy Shtuffffff

GURL

Have you seen those arms?

Yes? Well I'm gonna show you a pic anyways

Just so we have a visual element involved

What's that doja cat song? Where she talks about that wrestling position lmao

omg let me shut up

Okay, for him I see a lot of physical affection

A lot of making out

Kisses would be his version of eye contact

A lot of caressing your face

He's pretty athletic, so I could see him having high stamina

Like, I don't see you being able to retire for the night after one round with him unless he's really tired from work

Would probably be loud in bed

But I don't see him as a risk taker when it comes to stuff like location

So you'd be getting freaky ONLY in the sheets

Or maybe the shower

Here's my thought process:

Maybe if he knows no one's around he'd do you on the couch if you were watching something and he was getting turned on

But I mainly see him as the type to do the foreplay on the couch or in the kitchen

Or maybe if you guys are out somewhere and he's starting to get a little frisky

He'd be he type to rush home just so you could have sex

Um, and if you've seen that man, enjoy and congratulations

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TAGS: @minvxq *I remembered!*

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{A/N: Hiiiii. I know it's been a month but the winter season has me DEPRESSED. I had a pretty hectic end to my semester. A lot of work all at once but I'm officially on my winter break now and my brain can finally feel like it has a break ,which means I had the mental clarity to write again. I thought a head canon would be a good way to ease back into writing, so I hope you guys like it. This one was requested so as always, I love you and have a good day/night, mwahhhhh💋}

[matchalovertrait]

Antonio's main reason for giving Caruso the private investigator's information was to eliminate whoever Caruso had hired to dig into his life. He needed to get Caruso off his back.

NOTE: Somebody guessed what's coming but I'm not saying who 👀

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The Law Offices

[When Dulce informed her therapist about Antonio’s odd request, they told her she had every right to be upset – and that it was up to her whether or not she wanted to go. After much discussion, Dulce found herself at this place again.]

[She didn’t want to discuss whatever happened between them. She wasn’t ready yet. Mostly, she was curious about what he wanted in case it was related to the trial. Maybe she forgot to sign something?]

DULCE: Hi! I’m here for-

RECEPTIONIST: Dulce Alegría! Good to see you again. Go right on ahead to Mr. Romero’s office.

[The receptionist remembered who she was? But it had been months since her last visit. Well, she was unforgettable. It made sense.]

DULCE: ...Oh. Thank you.

[And it probably didn’t help that she used to come by frequently just to see Antonio. Most of their meetings could’ve been emails.]

[The clothes on her became increasingly suffocating as she took the elevator and walked toward the office. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door.]

ANTONIO: Come in.

ANTONIO: Dulce.. Hi, how have you been?

DULCE: Never better! What about you?

[She was biting her tongue, remembering her therapist telling her to stay grounded.]

ANTONIO: Same here. Please take a seat.

[Dulce did take a seat, keeping a noticeable distance from the desk.]

DULCE: So, what’s up? It was totally random for you to ask me to come.

ANTONIO: It was, so thank you for coming.

[He cleared his throat.]

ANTONIO: I’ll get straight to the point: I found a private investigator. For Caruso to help find his mom.

DULCE: What?

ANTONIO: Hear me out. Clearly he has his own issues, and I believe that providing him with this contact information will help him in obtaining closure – and keep him from attempting to ruin other people’s lives. I’ll be the one to send it. What are your thoughts?

DULCE: No yeah, I think that’s a great idea.

[She was taken by surprise. This lawyer also has unconventional ideas; she thought it was just her.]

DULCE: I know he hurt me, but I want the best for him. We should all move on from what happened.

[Suddenly, the room got quiet. Was Dulce only referring to Caruso?]

DULCE: Well if that’s it, I really should get going.

ANTONIO: Dulce, wait.

DULCE: Hm?

ANTONIO: I.. I’m sorry.

DULCE: It’s fine. I need to go now.

ANTONIO: I have more to say.

DULCE: Antonio, let’s just drop it. Okay?

[...]

ANTONIO: Dulce. Please. You don’t have to forgive me. In fact, I don’t expect it, but you deserve an apology. Don’t you?

[Dulce froze.]

ANTONIO: I’m sorry for the way I treated you. I’ve been hot and cold, didn’t show up to your celebration, and disappeared without a word. None of that was fair to you. You’ve only ever shown me kindness and wanted to share moments with me, but I can’t meet you there. I led you on.

[Dulce glanced down to take in the words. Hm. She got the confirmation she needed. She couldn’t wait around like a lost puppy anymore.]

[With nothing left to lose, she seized the opportunity to bring up an inquiry, perhaps for the last time.]

DULCE: I’ll forgive you if you do me one more favor.

ANTONIO: What is it?

[Inaudible chatter.]

ANTONIO: That’s what you want?!

DULCE: What’s the big deal? I’ll pay you and then stay out of your hair forever. I’d take that offer if I were you.

ANTONIO: It’s not- I don’t think it’s a good idea. You can’t be serious about it.

[Antonio took the time to examine her face.]

DULCE: Oh, I’m serious alright. Also, I listened to your idea.

ANTONIO: ..Okay, fine. I’ll draft something up.

ANTONIO: I’m only doing it because you need someone to do this correctly. And something failsafe.

DULCE: Mmkay.

[jyoongim]

OKAY I DID THE GAME AND GOT PROMPT 4 SO IM REQUESTING AN ALASTOR X READER WITH 50 AND 58 PLEASEE 🔵

(also I did the game with my gf and showed her all the stuff I'm into 👀)

Prompt 4, #50 & 58: smut no plot “behave, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you now w/ act like a brat, Ill treat you like a brat”

Alastor x brat!reader

The lounge was buzzing with people.

You were nursing a drink, looking at all the people dancing.

You wanted to dance.

”c’mon Al lets hit the dance floor” you chirped. The red demon shook his head and went back to talking with Mimzy.

You pouted.

You had got all dolled up and he wasn’t even paying any attention to you.

So you took matters into your own hands.

You slipped from your seat and headed to the dance floor, spotting an attractive demon who would love to feed your ego for the night.

You flashed him a flirty smile as you began to dance, encouraging the man to approach you.

He took the bait.

A warm body slithered behind you, hands grasping your hips.

You happily accepted his advances, keeping your smirk hidden when you saw Alastor turn and meet your eyes.

He beckoned you back and you threw your hair over your shoulder, giving your dance partner your attention.

You rubbed yourself the demon, letting his hands roam as you danced to the music.

Warm breath grazed your neck ”why dont we get out of here huh?”

You giggled and before you could utter a response you felt a familiar shadow wrap around your leg, tugging.

A warning.

Behave dearest

You ignored it, shooing the shadow away. You didn’t have to listen to him. You were out to have fun and if Alastor wasn’t going to pay attention to you, then another would do just fine.

”Buy me a drink at least” you purred and the demon happily wrapped his arm around your shoulders, guiding you back to the bar.

Alastor was staring into the side of your face as you flirted with the demon.

The demon excused himself to the restroom and Alastor gripped your arm, lips at your ear “I suggest you stop this behavior darling, wouldn’t want to ruin our night” his voice was void of the radio filter.

You huffed, glaring at him “I am having fun! Something you seem to want no part in”

His claws tightened around you, pulling you into his lap ���now now dont go acting like a brat, you dont want to be punished do you?”

You swatted him away when your date came back.

You ignored his warning and turned your attention back to the male.

Alastor had had enough of your antics and bid Mimzy a goodbye, as he plucked you away from your date.

You resisted, pouting and huffing as he dragged you out of the lounge.

”Al! Let go! i was just having a bit of fun. There was no harm-”

He pushed you into a dark alley, your back hitting a brick wall.

You grunted as he pushed you to your knees, shadows restraining you.

He leaned down, fingers gripping your chin, sneering 

“You want to act like a brat, then Ill treat you like a brat”

You went to make a smirk remark when a tentacle slithered against your pulsing cunt. “!” You bit your lip.

”You’re not to cum until I see that pretty face smeared in tears and even then I wont stop until you soil the ground”

You jerked against the feeling of the appendage toying with your slit, slipping into your panties and playing with your clit.

You whined as it dipped into your cunt, curling and  wiggling around your gummy walls.

In the quiet alleyway, the sounds of your wetness echoed as you tried to hold your orgasm back.

Your face was buried in Alastor’s pant leg as you panted and push your hips back against the squirming tentacle.

Your thighs were sticky with your slick and a small puddle had formed underneath you.

”A-Al please…I-I fuuuck” you whimpered, tears running down your face, smearing your mascara as your cunt tightened.

Alastor hummed, running a hand through your hair 

“Brats dont get to cum darling”

[pupyuj]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WRITE extremely dom! yujin who gets off on degrading bratty sub! reader (bonus if the do the cuddle cuddle at the end) (g!p is appreciated 💞💞, it's alright if u don't vibe it though)

p.s. - sana maganda po yung araw nyo ‼️‼️ muchmuchmuch love from your ph followers ate ena 💞

long time no drabble but i am here with a mission to get back into the swing of things and not let laziness take over me! 😤‼️ anyways SALAMATTT i hope you have an amazing day too anon (pakisabi na lang sa friends ko from back home na miss na miss ko na sila HAHAHA char) 🥺💕

your troubled loser of a girlfriend with a messy job, dysfunctional family, and deep, dark interpersonal issues that she spends absolutely no time fixing and instead, treats you like trash in the bedroom bcs that’s the only way she can have control of things! 🫢 when she comes home and she doesn't call out to you sweetly... you know something is amiss! especially when you poke your head out of the kitchen and see that state she's in—necktie loose, her blazer hastily thrown to the couch, her shirt a bit wrinkled with two buttons unbound... signs that she has not been very calm on the drive home 😭😭

doesn't share a word with you and just kisses you, but it wasn't the type of kiss that got you feeling butterflies in your stomach! it was the kind that had yujin ripping your apron off of you and dragging you up the stairs really harshly! but ofc only such treatment would be tolerated by an equally psychotic lover... so obviously you loved it whenever yujin got like this 🤭👀 feeling her cock stiffen up as she allows you you explore her body with your hands while you're underneath her... taking her tie off slowly, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it off, squeezing her breasts.. ah, if looks could kill, that glare yujin was giving would have put you six feet under long ago! 🥴

yujinnie gets a kick out of the sounds of the sluttiest moans that you make while she's ramming her cock against your walls 😍 she remembered a time where you couldn't even take all of her in without tapping out.. now you were just gladly letting her abuse your pussy like this... though yujin can see that it still hurts you in some way, but she's always too petty and annoyed to stop 🤤 putting her underneath your thighs and pushing your hips upward so her cock can reach the deepest depths of you.. yujin herself releasing heavenly sounds from her mouth that you forget just how fucking cruel she could get with her words.. until ofc she gets the composure to speak while she's fucking you 😈

"hmmn.. ha.. good little pet... this is the only w-way to shut you up, huh..? should've known..."

"can't be annoying now, huh? y-you'd love to, right...? but you love my dick too much to act out now..."

"you're just a s-stupid whore, aren't you..? f-fuck!"

well ofc this was the perfect time to embarrass yujin bcs you're just as petty! attempting to move away from her so she would have to chase after you... clawing at her arms to get her to release you from her iron grip.. you were both scared and horribly turned on by the way yujin got increasingly angry until she just snapped, just as you intended 😋 she's grabbing your face, forcing your mouth open and spitting down your throat... making you swallow and grinning widely when you do.. "fucking slut.. you'd let me do anything to you, huh?" it was a rhetorical question, but you nodded anyway... eagerly too! the only thing it did was inflate yujin's ego... as well as intensify her thrusts 🤤

yeah the sex ends with both of you cussing at each other while she dumps her seed inside your womb but your favorite part is the one where yujinnie turns into the usual ahn yujin that you knew: sweet and very very wholesome 🥺 she's leaving gentle kisses all over the painful bite marks she left, she's keeping you hydrated, even cleans up the mess both of you made and absolutely refuses to let you move a muscle 😭 afterwards, the two of you would be tangled up embracing each other and you comfort her about the hard day she had... overall just very sweet after such intense sex 🤭💞

[deareststars]

absolutely love the james wilson fic, the angst hurts so good i was wondering if there’s any chance for reader to find happiness (maybe in house 👀 and make james regret it)

you knew who i was with every step that i ran to you (gregory house x reader)

title taken from someone new by hozier. wilson is definitely regretting it muahahaha!

i will eventually combine all of these into one larger work, but this is the finale piece for this work published a month ago! enjoy!

“...do you figure out this is anything but your fault?”

Once upon a time, you would have approached Wilson’s office with two coffees. Now, your free hand hovers over the door, hesitant to knock at the sound of voices on the other side. Not just any voices, either—one unmistakably Wilson’s, the other House’s rising to a boil.

“House—”

“She would have been willing to split her stupid little heart open just to keep you warm. And instead of treasuring that because you know that kind of naivety only comes around once in a lifetime, you go and mess it up for you and for her.”

You scoff. To hear it called naivety irks you, but he isn’t wrong. What else do you call the rose-tinted glasses that you had all but superglued to your face? You let your hand drop to your side, and instead lean on the door frame, ears perked.

“Now, what? You think you can just go back and pretend everything is okay? You’re colleagues, sure, but that doesn’t mean you can be all buddy-buddy with her.”

“It’s not being ‘buddy-buddy.’ She and I are coworkers, and she deserves to be treated with respect.”

“Respect!” He laughs in disbelief. “You stare after her like a lovesick puppy and pretend it doesn’t hurt her when she sees you looking at her more carefully than you ever did in your entire relationship.”

He picks up on things that you notice but pay no mind to, simply because it takes less energy and less heartache to pretend it never happened at all. And it’s startling, really, to hear him defending you with such vitriol. You never thought he could get so upset on someone else’s behalf, especially not out loud.

“So what, House? You think just because you’re so miserable, people can’t regret their actions?”

“If you regret it at all, you wouldn’t have done it in the first place.” There’s a pause, as if he has come up with an idea on the spot. “The cheating is one thing. But all of this…pining…well, call me a hypocrite for pointing out morals. It’s not right to do it to someone who’s already moved on.”

You’re glad your to-go cup has a lid; the strength of your flinch sloshes the coffee around in its cup. Wilson’s surprise is audible even in its silence, tension making the air grow thick. You can almost imagine the smug look on House’s face.

“M-Moved on? When the hell was this?”

“Oh, she never told you? Poor you. Guess you’re not entitled to your ex’s secrets.”

You can’t take more of this back-and-forth pissing contest. You gulp your cooling coffee down in a few sips to give yourself strength, toss the empty cup in the trash, and knock on the door. The voices on the other side go quiet.

“Dr. Wilson?”

The door swings open. House looks pleased to see you, while Wilson looks like he’s taken his first steps on dry land after a horrible bout of seasickness. He stares at you with wide eyes and a hand still in his hair, messing up his carefully crafted poise.

“The woman of the hour! Glad you could join us.” House steps aside so you can enter Wilson’s office. “I was just telling Wilson about your big news. Your new, hot, debonair romance. I mean, everyone around the hospital has already heard about it in one way or another.”

The look in his eyes says Play along. The impulsivity of the moment makes your mouth move faster than your mind.

“Why didn’t you just tell him it was you?”

The effect is instantaneous. Wilson’s eyes widen even more as his jaw drops. House flinches back, but there’s something in his expression that carries begrudging respect. Though heat rises to your face, it’s too late to back down—plus, the petty hurt that you still carry seems to ebb a little as the regret you had wanted to see so badly all those weeks ago finally darkens Wilson’s expression.

“That’s…” Wilson spreads his hands out wide. “I’m…happy for you.”

House snorts. “Wow, tell the choir to calm down so I can hear how genuinely happy you are.”

You gently swat at House’s arm. “Hey, don’t tease him.” You turn to Wilson as you bury your hands in your pockets. “Well? There’s a patient you wanted a consult for, wasn’t there?”

He clears his throat, but it takes him a few tries. “Of course. I have her file right here.” Despite trying to be professional, there’s a bite in his tone as he adds, “Patient confidentiality is still a thing, House.”

He holds his hands up in mock surrender. “Right, right. Don’t mind me. I’ll just…be in my office, I suppose.” As you and he make eye contact, you swear, his gaze softens. “I’ll see you later.”

You nod. He leaves through the door, letting it swing shut, and you’re glad that Wilson wastes no time in sitting down at his office chair with the patient’s file already open.

He doesn’t look up at you, brisk in a manner you had never seen before. He breezes through his findings, you add your own based on what he tells you, and in record time he’s holding open the door for you so the two of you can walk down to the patient’s room together.

As you do, though, he pauses. Though he closes the door, his hand wavers on the handle. He stares down at the carpet, still not meeting your eyes.

“Dr. Wilson?”

His throat bobs. If this hadn’t been deserved, you would feel bad for him. And you think he knows that, too, judging by the way he shakes his head and manages to smile when he looks up at you.

“It’s nothing. I’m just…I am happy for you, you know.”

You deserved better. Was that the implied second part of his statement?

Either way, you smile back at him. “Thank you. Will you be giving him a shovel talk now?”

It’s a shaky olive branch, but one he accepts nonetheless. The chuckle he lets out is more genuine as he finally lets go of the handle and puts a hand on the back of his neck. “Well, it won’t be as creative as the one he gave me, but I’ll try my best.”

Your mind is elsewhere as you talk to Wilson’s patient and walk her through the psychiatric evaluation. It’s one you’ve done so many times that you go on autopilot (though you do feel bad for being so distant) and instead think back to House.

That he had not only been defending you, but wanted to help you get some form of revenge.

And that he was perfectly capable of faking or hiding his emotions, but had looked at you with…care.

That was the most confusing part. As you mark down your evaluations on a paper to be placed into the patient’s file and offer her phone numbers for social work and case management, you find that’s the most confusing part of this. Was it a charade, or something else?

The patient leaves, and Wilson follows soon after, wishing you good night and a safe drive back home. You’ll see him again and again, the natures of your jobs so closely intertwined that you could have never escaped him unless you fully left the hospital.

But for now, as the lights in the hospital dim and you peer in through the glass windows of House’s office, you choose not to think about any of that.

House is on his feet as soon as you enter. His ball teeters on the edge of the desk and falls to the ground, but he makes no move to catch it. "Finally, I thought he would never be done with you."

You roll your eyes. "House, just because you have lackeys to do your work for you, doesn't mean the rest of us don't have jobs we need to do."

"Fair." He scratches his chin. Nails scraping against that goddamned 5 o'clock shadow fills the silence between you. You're trying to think of how to address what had happened earlier when he adds, "That was perfect, by the way. I wasn’t expecting you to be so quick on the uptake, but it was worth it to see his reaction.”

“For being his friend, you sure are quick to prey on his downfall,” you muse drily. “Are you really playing favorites now? I thought you told me that you didn’t want to.”

“Oh, that was before he messed up big time.”

You lean back against the door frame. There’s something unspoken, something charged as he limps over to you. You look up at him.

“You know, I wasn’t expecting someone who called me a moron to defend me so passionately.”

He shrugs. “I never said I hated stupid people.”

“Yes, you did. You do. All the time.”

“Well…”

You kick a leg back and press your foot against the frame. It makes your thigh tense, and you watch House watch the movement. He’s always been a womanizer, that much you can say with confidence, but though the near predatory look in his eyes betrays his thoughts, it doesn't change the fact that his gaze is still soft when he looks at you.

What if it wasn't just for revenge?

The thought jumps to your mind, unbidden, and it blossoms so quickly you hardly have the time to stamp it down before residual flames leap up from underneath your foot.

What if I want it to be real?

What if I want it to be you?

Your mouth goes dry. Your face grows warm, for a different reason than embarrassment.

House raises an eyebrow. You wonder what he would say if you asked him those questions. If he would scoff and say something like, "Now you're being a bad researcher; those aren't hypotheses, those are just dumb questions..."

Or...

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” you say instead. You boost yourself off the wall and spin with a little more gusto than necessary. Maybe the "what ifs" don't weigh heavier than the doubt heavy in your chest, but no one is here now to call you out on your poor choices.

You hear House audibly grunt as you open the door, something close to your name.

What if we let this play out longer than it needs to?

“Boyfriend,” you call impishly over your shoulder, peeking as you do. House has gone stone-faced, and the sight is enough to make you laugh.

You haven’t felt this young, this giddy, since you graduated…well, not even college, but high school—and it’s the best feeling you’ve had in a long time.

[espressheauxs]

we came close from far || samira mohan

summary : serendipity and samira go hand in hand

words : 1.3k of whatever nonsense this is lol

pairing : samira mohan x fem!reader

warnings : nothing explicit, lots of queer yearning, it's all very fluffy, really.

notes : wrote a little something for our resident cutie patootie for Pride ever since finding out her actor is part of the alphabet mafia IRL lol not beta read but fuck it we ball

a/n : if I see you reposting, stealing, feeding my FICS into AI or some other fuck shit, don’t. 👀🫵🏽

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Unlike most people, Samira didn’t hate Mondays. 

Ever the positive person, she saw them as a way to refresh and restart. A new start to a new week with a clean house and a newly stocked fridge. 

Hopefully she could get to actually eating the food before it went bad. 

There was a small coffee shop on the way to work that she liked going to on Mondays. The baristas there knew her order ( “iced London Fog with regular milk, please!”) , and she even got a sweet treat today - a scone studded with candied oranges and a raspberry glaze, warmed up just right. 

It’s as good as her Monday seemed to go, until she grabs her order and turns to leave. But the scone and the coffee clatter to the ground as she bumps into someone. 

Phones clatter to the ground, and there’s a blur of rushed apologies and “oh god I’m so sorry that was so fucking stupi–” 

“Samira”? is chorused from your lips at the same time she calls your name - like an unsure, delicate thing. 

Like she couldn’t believe her eyes. 

The shock melts from her warm, brown eyes as she quickly scans over your body before they land on your face. It happens so quickly, so minutely, really, and then it’s like the sun beams on her face before she realizes it really is you. 

Of all places. 

“Wow, h-how have you–oh sorry,” The both of you move to the side to let the poor barista clean up the mess. She looks back to you, happy surprise painted all over her face, “how are you? It’s been years.” 

“It really has, geez.” You motion for a hug and she eagerly accepts. You didn’t realize how much you missed them, missed her until that moment. Samira was known for giving the best, and the right kind of hugs. 

“What are you doing here?” She asks, “Just visiting?” 

Samira doesn’t really want to think about when you left. It was all a huge fit of tears, hugs that were hard to let go and words that were hard to say in case they weren’t real. 

“Just moved back, actually.” Her eyebrows practically are up to her forehead, and her warm, brown eyes sparkle with shock. It makes you laugh bashfully, hands itching to wipe at the sheen of sweat on your nose , “Few weeks ago, haven’t really had a chance to get settled yet. It’s hard to keep track of time when you’re so busy.” 

“I feel that, honestly.” She laughs, forgetting about her caffeine conundrum, but you did not. “Ugh, I really am sorry about that mess, ‘mira. Can I get you another?” You offer hopefully, not really waiting for her answer as you step back into line with her. 

Coffees and sweet treats back in hand, Samira somehow finds herself magicked into one of the booths near the large window, sat across from you. It’s then she finally gets to take in all the details of your face, how it’s not really changed at all except for the slight signs of sleeplessness around your eyes. 

Samira catches you up on her life, her job at the hospital. You tell her about yours, and how it’s brought you back to the place you can now call home again. It’s like time between you two hadn’t passed at all, and yet there is a frail, fragile bubble of promise of tomorrow, hopefully of something more floating between you two again. 

“I gotta go,” You mention, your voice wistful as you glance at the time on her watch, “Maybe we can exchange numbers? Catch up some time?” 

Samira’s eyes light up, “of course, yeah. I’d love that!” 

You pat your pockets to find your phones, and the both of you laugh, realizing that you’ve got her phone and she has yours. The exchange is quick, and the both of you walk out of the coffee shop together. 

There’s a small pick up in the conversation as you walk down the block together to the corner light, and then the disappointment bubbles up again. 

She can see it all over your face, and it reminds her how you truly couldn’t hide anything you felt. It always showed. 

“I’m going this way.” You practically mumble under your breath, motioning with your head. 

“I’m that way.” She adds, also feeling strangely disappointed despite the connection hanging between you two again. 

Why was it always so hard to say goodbye to you? 

“I’ll um…call you later? Or text?” She adds, “I have a double today, but um..yeah, I’ll let you know when I’m done, if that’s okay?” 

“Of course, yeah.” You laugh a little, wondering if the anxious perspiration is on your nose again. “I’ll be around.” 

Of course you are, she thinks. You always are. Somehow. 

Half way down the block, you can’t help but look back to just watch, and appreciate her a little before she’s gone for most of the day, and night. 

The texts that follow that day into the following morning are not frequent, but they’re thoughtful. Even when Samira only had a small window for a break, she’d send a laughing reaction to a meme you’d send, or a heart emoji to help you decide on what kind of plates to get for your kitchen. 

Samira practically yelps when Dana scares the ever living shit out of her at the station, stuffing her phone away guiltily into her pocket. 

Dana raises a knowing eyebrow and laughs, as if she knew Samira was going to pretend she wasn’t smiling at her phone, “Yeah, yeah.” 

— 

Once Samira finally gets a break and isn’t on doubles, the texts and calls are replaced with video calls when she gets home. 

On more than one occasion, either one or both of you would fall asleep while still on the call. It was the same now, with Samira getting ready for her night shift at the hospital, and you’re all but dead on your feet as you drag yourself over to bed. 

You’re dozing off when she calls your name, and you only manage to look at her long enough to watch her gather up her beautiful, soft curly hair into the claw clip she always uses. 

“..mira, I’m so sleepy.” You mumble, struggling to keep your eyes open as you look at your phone, propped up against the lamp on your bedside table. “but I wanna keep talking.” Samira would really rather not think about the way her heart squeezes a little as she watches you curl into the blankets, half of your face hidden by the fluffy duvet.

“Let’s keep talking this weekend,” She says without really thinking , “I can come over, or you can come over mine.”

“Are you really asking me to netflix and chill?” You wheedle, and the both of you burst into a small fit of giggles. 

It was always easy to joke around with her like this. Had you been anyone else, it would’ve flown over her head. But she knew you far too long to not understand your sense of humor. 

“I have a golden weekend coming up, let me know?” 

“Yeah, I’ll let you know.” You yawn again, “Goodnight, ‘mira.” 

It’s a little easier saying goodbye this time, but not so much when Samira tries to shake the feeling that’s creeping up in her chest. Or the way you seem to come up in her thoughts as she’s charting during a rare lull in the night shift. 

She feels a little silly, or even presumptuous to think you’d want to spend time hanging out with her after work. But having her friend (yes, a friend) back in her life after all that time apart sparks a little thrill in her heart she didn’t know was there. 

She feels Dana’s eyes on her again. Only this time, it seems like Perlah and Princess know without knowing too. 

Samira rolls her eyes, continuing her charting as her proverbial middle finger to them. 

Yes, a friend is what you are. 

And catching up, she hopes in whatever way that means, is the only thing that’s happening. 

Wait, what the fuck? 

--

© espressheauxs, 2025

[04mxfutbol]

You Are In Love (Ashley Sanchez x Reader)

A/N: This was requested by @redbullfanatic and I just want to say that I loved writing this! (: I hope you like it, and I hope everyone does as well (: I also hope I did it justice 🫡 also I’m sorry this took me like forever to finish 😭 (crossing my fingers and praying I did it justice)

P.S I’m nervous sweating for this 🥲 lmaoo

Oh and I highly recommend listening to You Are In Love by Taylor Swift while reading this, and make sure the repeat one song option is on 👀

You never understood why people fell in love, never understood how someone could love another person so much. You certainly didn't think you'd fall in love with someone, or understand what everyone said about falling in love.

It never crossed your mind that you could fall in love, but seeing your friends, teammates, be in love with their significant other it started crossing your mind.

Crossing your mind just a little more often, crossing your mind every time you were with the one person who understood you more than yourself.

Your best friend.

It was a late night during the season. You and Ashley had drove to your favorite spot after training, where stargazing was the only time you two seemed to enjoy each others company just a bit more.

And although you both played for the same team, you both always seemed to be caught up on something new.

“You’re like literally the best, best friend I’ve ever had.” Ashley says as she lays her head on your shoulder.

“You’ve had others before me? I feel so betrayed, hurt.” You say jokingly. "Wounded."

“See you’re just the best.”

“Well I am the best.” You say with a smirk. "No one better than me baby."

“Easy now. Don’t be too cocky. I can easily give your spot to someone else.”

“Who? Trin? The girl who can’t cook to save her life. Who’d bake you your sweets when you’re sad.”

“Damn you're so right. I guess I'll have to keep you around." Ashley says jokingly.

"You guess? Wow. I didn't know this side of you Ash."

"You know I appreciate you."

"Appreciate me? Oof. Shot after shot Ash. Come on Ash you love me." You say wrapping your arm around her. "Say it."

"You're so weird sometimes." Ashley says as she pushes you away.

"You love me, say it."

"No."

"Say it."

"No."

"Say it."

"Y/N no."

"Come on Ash say it."

"Another day when you're not threatening me."

"Threatening? So dramatic." You say shaking your head.

Bickering. It's what best friends do. And it went on the whole night.

Ashley never gave in to your ‘threat’ that night.

But that was months ago.

- - - -

You always heard that being in love was something so unique, so magical, so special. They said that falling in love would make you understand what all the fuss was about.

Apparently it also made people crazy, which made you absolutely terrified. How can love make someone crazy? Crazy in love?

It terrified you, how could love make someone crazy? Fears of loving someone was always on your mind.

Because how is that possible? Is it even possible? To be crazy in love?

Is it?

Another question that was constantly crossing your mind.

"Are you listening to me?" Rose asks you.

"I am yeah." You say turning to face her, giving her all your attention.

"So as I was saying, I told Pinoe to grab me food before the game and she forgot it!" Rose shouts, hands on your shoulders as she shook you.

"Devastating." You say shaking your head.

"So much." Rose says with a sigh, defeated, she laid back on the couch. "I was hungry."

Some of the girls from the national team met at Trinity's apartment the night before the gala you would all be attending.

You glanced up and saw Ashley laughing at whatever Trinity was saying. Typical.

"So how's this side of the country treating you?" Rose asks you with a smile. "Good I hope?"

"Good indeed." You answer, looking at Rose with a smile. "I'm liking it here."

Rose smiled at you then looked up at the ceiling, you glanced at Ashley once again only to see that she was looking at you. She smiled at you, the look on her face seemed different, but nevertheless you smiled back and looked back at Rose.

"How's Seattle treating you?" You ask, leaning back on the couch beside Rose.

"You know what? I absolutely love it there, although I don't get enough sun as you can clearly see, but still I love it there." Rose says looking at you.

"Good, you deserve that. A city that truly appreciates you." You say, Rose smiles at you as she hugs you.

"You know Ash, I say tomorrow at the gala we find a good dancing partner." Trinity says as she puts her arm around Ashley.

"That's why I have you though? Right?" Ashley says confused.

"Oh, you're right, crap. Damn you're a terrible dance partner then." Trinity says and laughs.

"Fuck you." Ashley says with a chuckle as she punched Trinity on the arm.

"You're too easy to mess with." Trinity says.

"Whatever." Ashley says as she then glanced at you, but you were so focused talking to Rose you didn't notice.

The night went on for hours, yet you and Ashley had yet to catch up since you had gotten back from your trip. It would have to wait until the following night.

- - - -

It was finally gala night. Everyone dressed nicely, all ready to enjoy the night. Or at least get through the night.

"Are you okay? You're so out of it, come on we have to go inside."

"I'm fine, I'm just tired and want to be in bed."

"Typical."

You walked into the ballroom where many players of the league had already arrived. Luckily for you the gala was being hosted in the same city you played for.

So here you were, alongside your good friend Naomi.

“Nervous?” Naomi asks you as she walks right beside you.

“A little?” You say with a nervous laugh. “It’s our second year but having to socialize is not something I want to do.”

“At least you’ll be able to reunite with Ashley. She said you two haven’t talked since the season was over?”

“I’ve been busy.”

“Right.”

“I have!” You exclaim.

“You two play for the same team, what do you mean you’re busy. Also she’s literally your best friend.” Naomi says as she pulls you to the side.

“I have brand stuff.”

“You’re such a bad liar.” Naomi says shaking her head. “Come on let’s go take a seat.”

You followed Naomi, trying your hardest to not make eye contact with anyone because socializing was something you were trying to avoid.

“Y/N! Where were you! I thought we were coming together.” Trinity says as she hugs you from behind.

“I had to wait for Naomi to get ready, she takes a long time.” You say turning to look at Naomi.

“Don't try putting this on me, I didn’t take long, you were the one who couldn’t find their shoes.”

“Sounds about right.” Trinity says with a laugh. “Ash is looking for you. She’s been looking for you the whole time we’ve been here.”

“I forgot to text her I was getting here late.” You say as you pull your phone. “Yikes, I didn’t see her calls or messages. Whoops.”

“She’s with Sophia and Rose, I think they were grabbing drinks.” Trinity says and you nod.

“Alright, alright. Let’s get this started! Grab the person beside you and let’s dance!” The DJ shouts, as they put some upbeat music.

“Come on.” Trinity says pulling you by the arm and towards the dance floor. “You can look for Ash later.”

“My worst nightmare.” You groan as you’re pulled onto the dance floor. “I’d rather go get a drink.”

“Too late.” Trinity shouts as she starts dancing. “Come on Y/N, dance!”

"Isn't Ash your dancing partner?" You ask.

"Oh well, she's not here and you are, so for now dance with me."

You looked around and saw everyone dancing, you couldn’t just stand there like a statue. You took a deep breath and began to let go, the music filling your ears and you started to dance to the music.

“There we go!” Trinity shouts as she grabs your hands. “Ash is going to kill me for making you dance with me.”

“No she won’t.”

“Oh she most definitely will, she wants to talk to you.” Trinity shouts just enough for you to hear and you furrow your eyebrows.

“About?”

“She didn’t tell me but she said she wanted to talk to you. Seemed important if you ask me.”

“Huh.” You hummed.

“You two have been so weird. What secrets do you guys have hidden?” Trinity asks you which makes you laugh.

“There's no secrets.” You say confused.

Well it may have been a tiny lie. Well you kept a secret, not just from Trinity but also from Ashley, and well just about everyone.

After dancing with Trinity for a good amount of time, you stepped away and went to grab a drink. The lights were dimmed, just enough to know where you were walking.

Heading towards the bar, you bumped into teammates and friends, stopping and chatting before you finally got to the bar. Once at the bar you asked for a drink, non alcoholic, because you didn’t want to say or do anything you’d regret the following morning.

You grabbed your drink and stood in the back. Searching for Ashley.

As you took another sip from your drink you had finally spotted Ashley, who just so happened to look up. You smiled and waved at her, in the darkened room you could still see her beautiful eyes, she smiled at you and subtly waved at you.

“You know you can’t avoid her forever.” Naomi says, startling you.

“Oh my god, you scared me.” You say as you clutch your drink.

“You should tell her you know. You two have been best friends since like forever. Since before I met you, and I met you at college.” Naomi says. “You should tell her you l-.”

“Ah ah ah. I don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re best friends. We hang out together and we bake cookies sometimes. We watch movies and we cry together, well she cries to sad dog videos.” You say nonchalantly.

“Your eyes say something else.” Naomi says softly as she reaches for your hand.

“My eyes say I don’t want to be here.”

“If that’s what helps you get through the day.” Naomi says patting your back. "But if you were to ask me, I see something else."

You took another sip, thanking yourself as you chose correctly in asking for a non alcoholic drink. You looked around the room once again and saw Ashley from afar. But looked away as soon as she looked up.

Naomi caught a glimpse in Ashley’s eyes, her face. Naomi smiled as she looked at you.

“The eyes never lie.” Naomi whispers to you as she walks away.

Ashley looked at you the entire night. Wondering why you still hadn’t gone to talk to her.

“You told her right? That I wanted to talk to her.” Ashley asked Trinity.

“For the billionth time Ash, I did. I told her.” Trinity says. “Is it that important?”

“Not necessarily I suppose.” Ashley says with a sigh.

“You know what could help the whole you two avoiding each other for like a couple of weeks now?”

“What?”

“You maybe telling Y/N that you know.. you kind of, maybe, well.. that you l-.”

“Nope.” Ashley says cutting Trinity off before she could finish her sentence. “You give me terrible advice.”

“Says the one who can’t talk to her best friend because she’s too scared.” Trinity says.

“I’m not scared. I’m just waiting.”

“Waiting for what? A sign?”

“Maybe.”

“You got mad at her for taking her shirt off in front of you after you had flicked a ton of flour on her. Ash, babe. Best friends don’t get mad. Plus she’s done that plenty of times in front of you, in front of like everyone, like in the locker room when we all change. And for you to suddenly get mad.. Please, I’m not dumb.” Trinity says as she takes a sip of her drink. "Or blind. There's only one reason that could make it all make sense to me. And I'm sure I'm right."

"She's my best friend. If it's what I'm thinking you're thinking, you're completely wrong Trin."

"Friends to lovers, you gotta love that." Trinity says with a smirk. "On a serious note, who says she doesn't feel the same way."

"I say." Ashley says. "And I never said I feel that way."

"You kind of just gave it away. Also, I think you both feel it and know it deep down." Trinity whispers as she looks up and sees you talking to Naomi. “You both have that look, I just think neither of you realize it or maybe don’t want to see it. OR maybe you two are just clueless. You guys just need a little push.”

"I hate you." Ashley whispers.

"You gotta love me though, or else who would help sad little you." Trinity says patting the top of Ashley's head.

Later on in the night as you were sitting you felt arms wrap around you. You looked up and saw Ashley was the one hugging you.

“Hey.” You say as you hug Ashley back, grabbing her hands.

“Hey.” Ashley says with a smile.

“What’s up?”

"Nothing. Wanted to say hi." Ashley says as she lets go.

“Trinity said you wanted to talk?” You say.

“Oh yeah well I just wanted to ask you if you were coming but you’re here so my question has been answered.” Ashley says with a smile.

“Oh, well, do you want to go out and get some fresh air?” You ask and she nodded.

You grabbed your coat before walking out, knowing she’d get cold soon enough.

“What are they up to?” Sophia asks Trinity.

“I don’t even know anymore. They’re so not… themselves.” Kelley says as she grabs food off of Sophia’s plate.

"They do know we were right here, right?" Rose asks as she looked at the rest of the girls.

"I'm going to be honest, I highly doubt they even noticed us." Trinity says. "They seem to forget that there's other people around these days."

"What do you know?" Sophia asks Trinity, turning around to get a read on her face. "Oh you know something."

"I'm an observer yes, I'm also nosy. Unfortunately this time, I know nothing. Yet."

As you walked out, you both felt the cool breeze on your skin.

“I’m cold.” Ashley says immediately.

“I knew you’d say that, which is why I brought my coat.” You say as you help Ashley put on your coat.

“Thank you.” Ashley says with a smile, buttoning up the coat you had brought out for her.

“That’s what best friends are for.” You say with a smile. “Plus I know you always get cold.”

You both stayed silent, watching people walk by the street.

“So..” Ashley says filling in the silence.

“So?” You ask.

“The gala is great so far don’t you think?”

“Yeah, no it’s been great. I like seeing everyone I don’t usually get to see.” You say nodding.

There’s silence again.

You turned to look at Ashley, something in the look she had made, made you wonder so many things. Could it be? Were you just maybe imagining things?

Yeah. You had to be imagining things. Right? But maybe not? You couldn't prove it, but maybe, just maybe you were seeing just enough to know.

“I like your necklace it’s pretty.”

“Thank you, it was a gift.” Ashley says with a smile and you nod. “I’ve missed you. I know we see each other like a lot but I miss having my best friend around. So we can do things together.”

“Has Trinity not been of any help?” You ask.

“She’s a terrible baker.” Ashley says with a laugh, you laughed as well, knowing well that Trinity was in fact not a good baker.

“I’m sorry I’ve had to put you through such a difficult situation.” You say sarcastically. “You poor poor thing.”

“Shut up.” Ashley says with a laugh, as she lightly punched you. “But it’s been such a pain. I hope you don’t leave me for that long again.”

“I won’t I promise.”

“Good.”

You both smiled and stayed silent again.

The silence wasn't awkward, there was no tension. It felt nice, even though there was silence, you both felt at peace, felt comfortable.

Silence. But this time, this silence was beginning to feel different than before.

You were both realizing it. A different type of silence. A silence you both had never felt.

After a short while, standing in silence, you both walked back inside. But shortly after the Gala was over you had to talk to Naomi.

“Do you mind going with Trinity back to her apartment? Ash and I are going for a drive.” You whisper.

“Drive? Did you tell her that I said that the eyes never lie.” Naomi asks.

“No. We're just heading back to change real quick and then going on for a drive. We haven't seen each other in a while, you said it yourself. We're going to catch up." You say truthfully.

"Okay then. Don't be out too late though." Naomi says and you nod.

After the gala was over, you and Ashley went back to your apartment, changing into some comfier clothes, then heading back out.

"It's a beautiful night out." Ashley says as you drive.

"It always is." You say as you take a quick glance at Ashley who was looking out the window.

"So where are we going? We have lots of catching up to do." Ashley says turning back around.

“I say we go where we usually go. Deal?”

“Sounds great.”

"I do feel like this is going to be a long drive, should we maybe get coffee?"

"My weakness, yes please. There's a drive thru coffee shop a couple of blocks down, it's open 24/7."

"Well bless their souls for being open at midnight." You answer as you drive to the coffee shop.

Once you both had your coffee, you drove down to the closest but also furthest place from town, away from so many lights. To a beautiful scenic view.

You put your hand out, setting it on Ashley’s thigh.

“What?” Ashley asks as she takes a sip of her coffee.

“Hold my hand won’t you.”

“Why?”

“When did you start asking so many questions? You just take my hand. Just hold it you weirdo.” You say as you shake your hand.

Ashley held onto your hand, it felt like you were in high school again. Sneaking out to get snacks and going out for a drive.

The rest of the drive was left in a comfortable silence. Nothing out of the ordinary, just comfortable silence, and the sound of the wind coming through the windows.

You turned for another quick glance, but this time Ashley was looking at you as well. You smiled and looked back at the road.

"What?" Ashley asks as she started to giggle nervously.

"Nothing."

"You're being weird."

"I'm being weird? You're being weird." You say with a laugh.

At the next stop you turned and saw the light of the traffic light reflecting off of Ashley’s necklace.

“I like your necklace.”

“Well you gave it to me for my twenty second birthday.” Ashley says with a smile.

As you arrived, you took out the blanket out from the backseat.

“See I’m grateful you have a truck, but not those big ugly trucks. Just a cool, small truck.” Ashley says, you turn around and look confused.

“What?” You ask with a laugh. “It’s a Toyota Tacoma.”

“Yeah a nice truck.” Ashley says and you laugh.

You continue laughing as you open the back, placing the blanket, then go back to the backseat and grab some pillows.

“Come on.” You say as you extend your hand out to help her on.

Ashley grabbed onto your hand as she got on, coffee still in her hand. You both laid down, legs extended out as you both looked up.

“I love when we come out and stargaze.” Ashley whispers as she pulls on the second blanket. “It’s always so pretty.”

“To get out of all the noise in the city?” You ask.

“That and being able to just stare at the sky with you in silence. Because even when we’re hanging out and it’s silent it’s still so enjoyable.” Ashley says as she turns on her side to face you.

You sat up to take another sip of your coffee, no way you were sleeping anytime soon.

Ashley sat up as well, taking a sip from her coffee as well.

And although there was pure silence, somehow it was also loud.

Naomi’s words were stuck in the back of your mind the whole time, maybe that was what was loud.

“The eyes never lie.”

As you both sat up, Ashley looked down at her hands, she was fidgeting with her fingers. You knew that meant she was nervous.

“Hey, what’s going on? What’s making you so nervous?” You ask, but Ashley didn’t look up. “Ash? Look up. Look at me. What’s going on?”

You scooted closer to her as she looked up and your shoulders brushed against each other.

You grabbed her hand, while looking at her worryingly. Ash was never one to get nervous or anxious when you were around.

“The eyes never lie.”

Naomi’s words ringing in your mind. If there were a mute button on those words, you’d press it immediately.

“I-.” Ashley stopped herself from speaking, you furrowed your eyebrows. “I-.”

“Ash?”

For once Ashley couldn’t speak, couldn’t say what she wanted to say. She was starting to get irritated with herself.

You’re her best friend. Ashley thought. Why was it so hard to talk to you?

“Ash? Ash you’re kind of scaring me here.” You say, Ashley sighed as she placed her hand on your cheek.

That single touch, your heart felt like it was about to jump out.

Ashley was aware of what she had done but her mind, her heart was racing.

And in the silence, the look in each others eyes. You both could hear it, feel it.

While staring at one another, no one chose to speak.

Silence.

And in the silence, you knew. You both knew.

You cupped her face with your hands and then leaned in, connecting your lips with hers.

You both moved in synch, you couldn’t seem to pull away. Neither of you could pull away. As you both kissed in what seemed liked a long awaited kiss, the silence only made it so much clearer to you.

You were in love.

In love with your best friend.

Finally after pulling away, Ashley rested her forehead against yours, bumping her nose against yours, pecking your lips once again before actually pulling away.

Neither of you said a word, the silence seemed to say it all for you both. You grabbed her hand again and just closed your eyes for a few seconds.

The kiss wasn’t awkward, the silence was comfortable.

Ashley rested her head on your shoulder as you both looked at the view in front of you.

“I like you.” Ashley whispers.

“I like you too. If me reciprocating wasn’t clear.” You say softly making Ashley giggle.

You weren’t just going to admit you loved her, not like this. And although you definitely knew, you weren’t going to say those three words just yet.

Ashley smiled as she grabbed your hand, lifting it up and kissing the top of your hand.

Ashley felt her heart pound, but also feeling how at ease she felt with you. Holding your hand this time was not the same as before, this time she knew you had felt the same way.

The drive back was peaceful, comfortable. Still, neither of you had said another word but there seemed to be no awkwardness or tension.

It just felt right.

"I'm going to take you out tomorrow. A real date." You say right before you both went to your separate bedrooms.

"Let's see if you remember that tomorrow morning."

"I'll remember don't you worry."

As you both laid in your separate beds, the bedrooms across each other, you were both staring at the ceiling.

Ashley silently cheered as she kicked her feet against the mattress. She covered her face with a pillow, although no one could see her she hid as if someone could. Her smile never fading away.

You were smiling at the ceiling, hoping and wondering if Ashley was maybe just as giddy as you were. You pulled your blanket over your face, smiling as wide as you possibly could.

The two of you seemed to not get enough sleep. Replaying the entire night over and over in your heads. Or it was possibly the coffee you both had. Definitely the first thing though.

The following morning you got up bright and early to try and make breakfast, but seeing as you weren’t home for a while. There were barely any groceries, mostly just bread, so toast it was.

"Something smells burnt." Ashley says groggily as she lifted her head up from the table.

Burnt toast.

"I have a broken toaster, you can't blame me." You say turning around. It was a lie, well half lie. It was a broken toaster, but you had forgotten you had put toast. Too distracted by looking at her.

Messy hair and a smile on her face as she stretched.

"I like your shirt."

"Thanks it's comfy. Oh and yours." Ashley smiled as she spun around.

"My clothes do look good on you. Good sleep?"

"The best, oh and I'm keeping this shirt." Ashley says as she walks over to you. "Burnt toast on a Sunday type of day I suppose."

"It's my specialty." You say with a smile, Ashley stepped to the side and jumped on the counter. "I'll make a good breakfast with what I can find, and not burnt."

Ashley smiled as she swung her legs.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you have a target picture frame of a family stock photo on your coffee table."

"I haven't gotten to it yet okay? I can't find a worthy picture of going in the picture frame. It has to be nice, pretty, and something I love."

"So a family stock photo is better than an empty picture frame?" Ashley asks.

"Umm, yes."

"You're so weird."

"Well you kissed this weirdo last night." You say turning around to face her.

"Touché."

Although technically you two weren’t official yet, it felt like you two had been together for years now. I guess that's the advantage of being best friends for many years now.

You walked over to Ashley, a smile on both her face and yours. You stood in front of her, in between her legs, big smile on your face.

“I like you.” You say as you leaned in.

“I like you.”

“But we established that already didn't we." You say with a smile, Ashley simply nodded. "Date. Tonight."

"You remembered." Ashley says sounding surprised.

"Hey I keep my word, so tonight. Date?"

"Date."

"Great." You say then lean in to give her a small kiss.

You didn't know if it would get better than this, but if it did, then maybe you would understand everything everyone always said about being in love.

- - - -

Three months. Three months of being officially together, and you had to say they were by far the best three months of your life.

You asked Ashley to be your girlfriend on your third date, it was an unforgettable night.

Today though, today you were out with friends, and with your girlfriend beside you.

"You're so pretty." Ashley whispers as you walked behind the rest of the girls.

"You're beautiful."

Forgetting you were with other people, you stopped on the sidewalk to kiss her.

"We're going to leave you both here, with no ride home." Trinity shouts.

"Come on before they actually leave us." Ashley says pulling away.

"One more." You say with a smile, pulling her back into you and kissing her again.

"Y/N."

"I had to get one more." You say with a grin.

You walked hand in hand, swinging your hands as if you two were in your own little world. In your minds, you obviously were.

Today had made up from the fight you guys had the week before about some absurd miscommunication mishap. Well it wasn't absurd, you thought it was, which is probably why you had gotten into a fight, but you stayed up all night talking and trying to get Ashley to stop being mad at you.

So here you were, going shopping with her and the girls, and that meant buying her a few things. But buying her things isn't what Ashley wanted, she just wanted to spend time with you and your group of friends.

After a long shopping spree, you returned to your apartment. Which was becoming yours and Ashley's apartment, having more and more of her stuff magically appear. But you were loving it.

You loved her, but you weren't telling her yet, not yet. Because as much as it did, you knew those three words are so powerful and mean a lot.

As you got home the first thing you both had gone to do was lay on the bed, and as you both did, you both looked up at the ceiling, music in the background.

Ashley turned to look at you, a smile on her face as she saw you had closed your eyes.

She was going to say it, say those three words. Tell you that she has loved you all this time but didn't want to rush it, she was about to tell you that when she sees you all she feels is warmth and love.

But she held back, wondering if it was too early to say it.

But how could it be early when you both had loved each other for longer than you had initially thought.

Nevertheless you both didn't say it that night.

- - - -

Six months now, six beautiful months. It seemed like the more time passed by, the happier you got, you never thought this much happiness was real. You thought it was all fairytale talk, but it wasn't.

Ashley opened her eyes in the middle of the night, the thoughts in her head couldn't let her sleep. You were also awake, the thoughts in your head also couldn't let you sleep.

The both of you looked up at ceiling, not a single word was said as you held hands.

A few minutes later you both turned on your side, you both looked at each other, the look on Ashley's face was strange, different. You smiled softly at her as she still looked at you differently, you couldn't figure out the look on her face, but it didn't matter you still leaned into her touch.

"You're my best friend." Ashley whispers as she caresses your cheek. Leaning in to rest her forehead against yours. Her whole body seemed to relax in that moment.

It seemed like everything changed, and it definitely did.

You knew it then and there, her words, the strange look on her face, it all made sense.

You knew what it was.

You didn't say anything, you just embraced it all, the warmth, the pure bliss.

She was in love and so were you.

But neither of you had to say it, you both knew it right there. The moment she said it, she knew by your body language.

You both knew.

The silence filled the room again, but it was once again, a comfortable silence.

- - - -

One year. One year with Ashley and it was still as beautiful and magical as it was in the beginning.

So there you were, standing in the kitchen making breakfast for Ashley. You made pancakes with blueberries, trying your best to not burn anything this time.

As you finished plating the food, you felt arms wrap around you. You turned your head and kissed Ashley on the cheek.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, how long have you been up?" Ashley asks as she kisses your back.

"An hour at most." You answer as you flip the pancake.

"How are you not tired? We had training yesterday. And it was brutal."

"Oh I'm definitely feeling it, but nothing can stop me from making you breakfast." You say as you grab the plates and take them to the table.

"You could always sleep in with me."

"If I were to do that we'd be in bed until the afternoon because you never want to get out of bed." You say with a look.

"You’re acting as if you would actually get out of bed. You’re a liar. You know damn well you wouldn’t want to get out of bed either.”

“Okay true but my point still stands.” You say which resulted in Ashley making a weird face.

“No it really doesn’t.” Ashley says shaking her head. "Like at all."

You looked at Ashley, her smile could light up the whole city, you were sure of it.

The moment that went through your head you thought that was so corny, and mentally asked yourself, how did you get to this point?

So far everyone was right, love does make people crazy and apparently corny.

"Something smells burnt." Ashley says making your eyes widen.

"Crap. My toast."

"Oh the irony, burnt toast on a Sunday again."

“Well at least your pancakes are intact, my toast on the other hand, are definitely not intact. The price I pay for admiring you.”

“So it’s my fault?”

“Yes. You’re too distracting.”

“Was it my fault last week when you burnt your pasta? Because I can assure you I wasn’t home when that took place.”

“I was thinking of you.”

“You’re unbelievable.” Ashley says with a chuckle, slightly shoving you.

“You know, Trin says you keep a picture of me in your locker.”

“How can I not? I have one of you in my locker, in my car, in my wallet. The list goes on.”

“Ashley Sanchez is down bad everyone.” You say as you sit beside her. “And down bad for me.”

“You’re so right. I’m not even going to deny it.” Ashley says making you laugh. “But so are you, for me obviously.”

“I’d be crazy not to be.”

“You’re my person. I hope you know that.” Ashley says as she reaches for your hand. “And you always will be.”

“I feel the same way about you.”

Ashley smiled as she looked at you, her eyes shined in a way it had never shined before, eyes so bright and filled with love, admiration, everything.

Your heart was beating faster than normal, your eyes shined bright, you were sure your eyes were in the shape of hearts. How could someone be so beautiful, wonderful, kind, and just so utterly perfect. That someone was your girlfriend.

Even now you still couldn’t believe it.

After finishing breakfast, you both cleaned the apartment, and once that was finished you headed outside.

The entire front yard was covered in snow, the small attempted snowman was beside the door, rocks as the eyes and a piece of raw penne pasta as the nose. Ashley’s signature, as she couldn’t find a carrot in the fridge.

“I can’t believe it’s still snowing.” Ashley says as she looks up, eyes closed and tongue out as she tried to catch snowflakes.

“I can’t believe we train in this weather.” You say as you grab the snow shovel that was leaned against your car.

“Are you really going to shovel the snow right now? Come and make some snow angels with me.”

“If you want us to be stuck here tomorrow, sure.”

“It’s pre season training babe. Come, here I’ll even put some music on, I brought the speaker out. What do you want to listen to?”

“Anything you want.” You say as you shovel some of the snow while Ashley decided on a song.

“Great, Taylor Swift it is.” Ashley says as she presses play. “Now come, we don’t have to go in for training tomorrow.”

You looked up and saw Ashley dancing in the snow, you dropped the snow shovel and ran towards her. You lifted her up and spun her around.

The song playing didn’t register in your mind, so enchanted, so amazed, so mesmerized, and just so focused on what was currently happening.

All you heard was four words from the song.

You are in love

It was as if it was telling you, confirming it to you. What you were feeling was true and real. Then two more words confirmed it all.

True Love.

Ashley laughed as you spun her around, her hands in the air, you spun her around for a few more seconds before stopping.

You smiled, Ashley was still laughing at your antics of spinning her around.

Right then and there, you truly understood, you understood why people said falling in love was so magical, unique, so beautiful. You understood why people lost their minds.

Being in love was the best thing that could ever happen to someone.

Without even registering it, you said the three words you never thought you’d ever tell anyone. But you did.

“I love you.”

You understood why people fight for the person they love.

Because when you are in love, sometimes love can make you crazy. But in a good way.

You helped Ashley back on the ground, her hands went up to cup your face, a big smile as she read your face.

“I love you.”

You smiled as you wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her in for a kiss. Ashley laughed as she pulled away, her eyes were watery as she looked at you like you hung the stars just for her. She loves you.

“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long, deep in my heart I just always knew I loved you.”

“That makes two of us.” Ashley says as she booped your nose. “I love you. I truly do love you.”

The fears of loving someone were no longer around.

Because you knew, you knew that you are in love.

“I love you."

The song continued playing and replaying over and over. Probably because Ashley didn't know she accidentally pressed the 'replay one song' option. But maybe it was a good idea, because it became your song.

And inside your shared apartment, one day in the next three years, the target picture frame of a family stock photo on the coffee table would be replaced by a picture of you both on your wedding day, for every guest in your home to see. Someone you love was placed in the picture frame, you just had to wait, and it was worth the wait. You always wanted a worthy picture to be placed, a picture of something you loved, in this case it was someone you love.

Your wife.

That is life now. And you were happy it was the way it turned out to be, because it's beautiful and wonderful, magical. You knew what it was from the beginning, and you know now what you feel.

You are in love. True love.

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

In Domme’s defence, how do you expect her to behave under these conditions 😭

I expect her to act a fool and act a fool she did.

👀 if you dare

Joe, out at the florist and to grab her favorite snack to drop off at her job because it’s a day she’s in office and he misses her, texted back to her original prompt asking him to pretend to pass out in front of the home cameras after the new photos he sent with, Well, if I pretend to faint right now I’m going to shatter this vase and smoosh your sweet treat. But give me 30 and I’ll loop back to the house instead of your office.

Well, I was hoping to get out of this meeting after lunch but I like your plan better. See you in 30.

Joe hand delivers the flowers and treat. The office floor is a whisper—the hiss of hushed words. He knows it’s about him. Even in the baseball cap and sunglasses. Joe just knows; doesn’t help that he’s now sporting the purple print of her lips either—the calling sign to her greeting from her meeting him at the security desk.

He followed behind her and in the elevators, she slipped an arm around his waist, hand creeping down before she swiftly squeezed at his ass. Joe—practiced by the years—only laughed before looking down at her from the corner of his eye: behave dripping from his glance. Her sly grin answers: not around you. Their silent conversation is punctuated between the dings of the elevator floors.

Leaning against the edge of her cubicle, Joe folds his arms over his chest. No one interrupts them. By now the years have allowed them to feel a bit more comfortable. The ring on her finger helps too. There’s still stares—just less so now. “Thank you for the flowers.”

“You’re beyond welcome.” Joe won’t admit it now but he is looking for a couple of the HR ladies to poke their heads out. Ms. June ever since the engagement hasn’t been jealous but she did remark about her still having time to make a move on Joe. Joe needs it to be known there are no moves that could be made on him that could take him away from Domme. None at all. “And I’m not leaving until that danish is nothing but crumbs.”

“I can find you another chair.”

Joe shakes his head. “No. No need.”

“Are you that bored?”Joe doesn’t do well in the offseason at times. When he’s got nothing to do he get antsy. Domme sees it in the way he paces the house on her remote days.

“A little. Missed you,” he whispers.

“I can’t give you a list of home improvements.” The house is well maintained. “You could take up knitting.”

Joe snorts at the suggestion, his grin widening over his face. “I could. You got something you want?”

“Mittens.”

“I’ll take it into consideration.” It falls quiet for a minute besides the crinkle of the wax paper she crumbles up. “Should I pretend to pass out here or in the parking lot?” Joe asks, watching her take the last bite.

“Parking lot. Make it look believable.”

“It’ll make headlines.”

“You’re news, baby.”

[danikamariewrites]

hii i really love ur fics, ur so good at writing🤍🤍🤍🤍 I wanted to ask if i could request one where it’s cassian x reader and they’re in a lowkey relationship bc reader is rhysands sister. one day reader gets so turned on by watching cassian and forgets to shut her mental shields. Both feyre and rhysand hears every dirty thought ab what she wants cassian to do and rhys gets surprised and pissed and just literally wants to die😭😭👀

Personal Thoughts

Cassian x reader

A/n: thank you anon! I hope you like this

Warnings: slightly suggestive and some blood/violence

As you stretch by yourself as you watch Cassian and Azriel spar. You look to the other side of the room and see your brother and Feyre stretching together. You smile at how cute they are together. You hope one day you and Cassian will be like that.

Your relationship is still so new. You’ve only been dating for a few months now but you’re infatuated with each other. No one else knows and you two want to keep it that way for a while. Rhys can get a little to over protective of you and the rest of this family is so gods damn nosy. Honestly it’s a miracle no one knows yet.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Cassian staring at you. Mother forbid you take your eyes off of him for more than two seconds. You roll your eyes at him and he send you a small smirk as he slowly takes his shit off.

Cassian flexes and picks up his sword, spinning it a few times before taking a defensive stance in front of Azriel. Azriel forces Cassian to pivot. He flares his wings and his back muscles flex. You didn’t even know he could do that.

And his ass! His ass is so gods damned perfect you just want to squeeze it. You stare absentmindedly taking in the fight. All you can think about is your date last night. He took you out to dinner at a fancy restaurant and when you got home he absolutely ravished you.

His head was between your legs for what felt like hours. And he took his time exploring every inch of you. When you two were done Cassian drew a bath for the two of you. He treats you like the princess you are and shows you nothing but respect. Cassian truly is a gentleman which you think a lot of people over look.

As you keep going through your memories you feel a familiar presence. It’s Rhysand looking at your memories with you. Shit.

Before you can push him out Rhys pulls back. You look over at him and his face is crimson with anger. Clearly he didn’t take into account how happy you were with Cassian. And how dare he look into your personal thoughts without permission! He always asks.

Rhys runs at Cassian tackling him to the ground and pinning him. Azriel jumps back, confused by the situation unfolding in front of him. “Rhys what the hell-“ he’s cut off by Rhys’ fist. A crunching sounding from his nose.

You jump up and tackle Rhys off of Cassian. “Those were my private thoughts! What the fuck is wrong with you?” You scream in your brothers face. “I wish I could burn my eyes after seeing that shit!” “Oh grow up you big baby!” You start to fight Rhys. His mistake is that he doesn’t take you seriously and you land a few good punches before Cassian picks you up and pins your arms.

Azriel holds Rhys back while Feyre stands to the side with her hands held out in both directions. Rhys gives Cassian a death glare. “Are you serious? My sister?” You look at Cassian and he goes slightly pale. “While you were intruding did you not feel my happiness? All the joy he brings me?”

Rhys’ jaw works as he tries to hold in his anger. “Rhysand.” Feyre says sternly. “Apologize to your sister. That was so wrong.” His face softens when he looks at her. You can tell they’re speaking mind-to-mind the way his expression changes.

“Look again Rhys.” You snap. You let him in and show him the overwhelming joy of being with Cassian. The love that he gives you everyday. Cassian lets go of you, confident you won’t try to beat your brother again. “Cassian,” his head snaps toward Rhys, “if you hurt her I’m going to kill you.” He nods, “I would never do that. I love her too much.”

You stand there stunned, looking up at his bloody face. “I love you too.” The words just flow from your mouth without even thinking. You hadn’t said that to each other yet. You smile at him and rise to kiss his cheek. Cassian smiles back at you, reaching out to hold your hand.

You hear Rhys make a fake puking sound. “Hey I don’t do that to you and Feyre.” “Feyre’s not your sister.” You stick your tongue at him. “I’m happy for you two.” Feyre says with a smile. “And don’t listen to your brother, he’ll come around soon.”

“I’m sorry.” Rhys says in your mind. “Yeah, yeah just don’t do it again or I’ll snap your wrists.” “Ouch. Are you this violent with Cassian?”

Azriel, Rhys, and Feyre head inside and you turn to Cassian. “Oh baby, your nose. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Cassian rubbed at the dried blood caked in his nose, “I’m fine sweetheart. You don’t have to take care of me.” You roll your eyes and pull him toward the door. “You’re taking a bath. And I’ll even rub your shoulders like you like.” Your tone slightly teasing.

Cassian kisses the top of your head. “You know now that I’m thinking about it, I’m so sore from training and Rhys beating me up. I might need more than a shoulder rub.” He smirks at you.

[strangesthirdeye]

Human dating Aziraphale would include:

•he knows you when you go to his bookshop to do research about your work and notices that you look lost then decides to help you.

•He helps you by finding some relevant books about what you are researching and offers to help you. Seeing that you seem tired of working. So, it's not wrong to help.

•later you always come to his bookshop either to look for material or to chat with Aziraphale. Always with Aziraphale seeing that the interests you both like are the same. (books obviously)

•offer you hot cocoa if you look stressed and tired. And also chat with you about books you are both interested in. Sometimes current issues.

•Introduce you to Crowley seeing that you were engrossed in coming to the bookshop so Aziraphale decided to introduce you to the serpent. Crowley just waved lazily and sprawled onto the couch at the end of the bookshop. You just nodded understanding.

•Surprisingly, you and Crowley are getting along well because well Aziraphale wants you and Crowley to be friends so he gives you both time to get to know each other and he doesn't want you to be uncomfortable with Crowley if you always go to the bookshop

•OMG you love talking about books with Aziraphale so much that Crowley got fed up and left the bookshop to get some air. and that way he wants you and Aziraphale together.. uhuk 👀

•Aziraphale began to notice Crowley always leaving the bookshop and asked Crowley why. Crowley just waved his hand and said:

"I just need some fresh air"

•Aziraphale being innocent just said yes.

•But over time it happened often and Aziraphale started to notice what Crowley did to you and Aziraphale.

•Since then, every time you and him are together at the bookshop after Crowley goes out to 'get some fresh air' he will stutter and be nervous and even his face will turn red. Suddenly he became shy with you.

•You will look at Aziraphale and ask: "are you ok?" "Are you sick?" "Do you want medicine? I have some"

•And Aziraphale will say: "I'm fine" that's all.

•You just nodded.

•Aziraphale being nervous to confess his feeling about you so he needs Crowley to give advice.

•Crowley being a demon who likes to tempt should know a little about love but he doesn't.

•"If you like her, you confess to her"

"Crowley, I really like her and I really want to confess to her that's why I need your advice and you just repeat what I said"

"buy her flowers"

"she doesn't like flowers"

"Ngk.. take her to the Ritz.. simple"

"well, that's pretty good too"

•Aziraphale didn't know how to confess his feelings to you at first but after several times he got up the courage to finally confess. And you happy together.

•And now he is your boyfriend so of course he will take care of you gently and perfectly.

•Will always be with you wherever you are. He's the clingy type but not always for good reason, he has a customers to settle, right?

•A material boyfriend, because he takes care of you and gives you hot cocoa when you have a bad day or it's just 'women's month'.

•Likes to cuddle with you and him being chubby and cute makes you a small spoon and he a big spoon when lying together.

•Will always rubs your hand when he's nervous and uncomfortable with a situation.

•Always call you Angel, Dear, Love, sweetheart.

•Give you a kiss on the forehead if you need it or just miss him.

•He is the first person to support you when you do the assigned work and help you until it is finished.

•will always believe in you and you believe him.

•"I.. am not human but I am an angel"

"well you are an angel in my eyes"

"no, that's not what I meant.. I'm really an angel and Crowley is a demon.. although he's a demon but at the same time it's like he's not"

"Wow"

•After Aziraphale confesses that he is Angel, everything returns to normal as if nothing happened.

•No matter if he has to settle things like with heaven or bookshop, he must have time to spend time with you. He's the one person who will take care, treat and give you enough love in his own way.

[not-that-fanartist]

New OC time!!

So…we all know Deltarune, right? ovo

As I’ve become viscerally obsessed with it over the years, it only makes sense to introduce you to an OC I’ve made for the franchise^^

Let me introduce you to Retra! The preppy, curious, fun-loving 80s themed printer girl!

Residing in the famed Cyber City, she spends her days making beautiful printer pieces for her cyber citizens! Living an artist’s dream. At night…

Sneaking away to meet someone…?👀

Ooo, mystery! (Except not really as is clearly depicted in the above picture)

This calls for a backstory!

…

The earliest of her memories…was not the most pleasant. Far behind in a long abandoned alleyway, a musical trio had been wandering around looking for scraps when they came across something heart-rending.

The three were shocked! It was a new face…roughed up and unconscious behind a sewer grate.

“What should we do? They need our help!”

But it was hardly worth pondering. You don’t just leave an unconscious person stranded in an alleyway.

“K_K, quick, help us take her back to the shop!”

“We can’t allow any mademoiselle to be left on the streets! Hurry! She needs us!”

They promptly ran her to their scrap shop. Soon, slowly, she came to. Awaking confused, but grateful for the rescue. It seems…she really remembered nothing. Not even what led to her being in such a scrappy state. Nobody seemed to recognize her either. A new face, no story.

Well, no point in dwelling on it for now. The trio happily volunteered to clean her wounds, give her plenty of refreshments and even offer her an old jacket of theirs to keep her warm.

They all got along very easily.

Spending some time together, she couldn’t help but reflect the best of their personalities. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a little empty.

Then, a new proposal!

“Hey, we love you hangin around…”

“But why don’t we take a trip downtown!”

“We know some folks you might like to meet!”

“Can I come too?”

“You always go with us, K_K.”

And so they journeyed deeper into Cyber City, arriving to introduce their new friend…

To the Addisons!

Oh the adoration, the sympathies. It was like they had seen a lost puppy.

They were willing…no, insistent on taking her in! They treated her like she was one of them. And while Retra was always welcome back at the scrap shop, she felt like the city really gave her room to breathe! It was really her element.

Finally free to build her identity, the Addisons gleefully gave their new member of the Ad family a fresh makeover!

But their craft was yet finished! Soon enough, Retra was taught the way of the advertiser.

But their true ambitions were in the arts. So, confiding in their musical friends, they created their own print shop from borrowed scraps and started her journey as not only an Addison, but a commissioner!

And it's going smooth! Well, it was for a while at least. Since this strange "outage", business has been quite slow. But she aims to keep her head up high!

Something strange though... "Rose" Addison, at some point pulled her aside to warn her about a certain...someone. She was not allowed near THAT dumpster so long as she was living with them.

The warning was vague...just that this mysterious individual got corrupted somehow...and she doesn't want to see the same happen to them. A kind enough gesture, they supposed but...

Yeah it didn't go very far.

One night, deciding not to wait for the garbage person, they decided against the Addisons' wishes and took matters into their own hands. It was just one small trip after all, what harm could it do? Maybe something interesting would finally happen after a long streak of slow business and boring empty shifts.

And Interesting things happen, they did. Of course, this is where she met her scrappy little friend and well...perhaps that's a story for another time^^

The little retro rebel kept sneaking out to see him night after night, getting up to ridiculous shenanigans and wondering how the Addisons could ever keep her from such a funny little soul.

She just couldn't help but be drawn to him! After all...he reminded her of a certain someone else who once wound up stuck in the gutter...

...

<3

[azzibuckets]

woooo new part of afd! let’s go!!

All Paige can think about now is what she’s going to say when she sees Azzi again.

🥤🍿 i am sat

The warmth of Azzi’s hands cupping her face makes her eyes flutter shut as she relishes the feeling of Azzi’s touch for the first time in weeks.

2 weeks of no contact/distancing is baffling to me cuz even covid couldn’t separate these two

Shaking her head, her mouth pulls into a frown. “You’re drunk, Paige,” she says simply. “Let’s go.”

hold your ground azzi

In the passenger seat, Paige crosses her arms over chest and rests her forehead against the window. “You’re disappointed in me.”

well whatever you did it must’ve been disappointing idk

“Best friend, my ass. Someone wouldn’t ignore their best friend for two fucking weeks.”

*sips drink* 👀🥤 oop

Azzi inhales sharply, as if she’s suffocating and fighting for her last breath of air. “I don’t know what I did to make you so angry at me, but whatever it is, I’m sorry.” She turns her face away, swiping angrily at her eyes.

am i gonna cry? cuz i will 🥺

And it fucking hurts, Paige, because you’re my best friend.” Her voice catches. “You’re my best friend and I love you and I don’t know why we’re falling apart.”

i might also fall apart😞 please reconcile

Paige steps out, goes over to the driver side and flings open the door, and in a flurry, Azzi’s stepped out of the car and is pressed against the door. Paige hovers over the younger girl, mouth centimeters from hers.

ugh not on the side of the road???

But Azzi, with her slightly mussed hair and her soft eyes, her full lips and the stress line in her eyebrow, is utterly intoxicating, and Paige can’t help but press her mouth to Azzi’s, her teeth biting at the softness of her bottom lip. She moves gently at first, but when Azzi lets out a breathy moan, it turns something in Paige feral, and she slides her hand around the waistband of her low-hanging sweats, thumbs pressing into the dip of her bare hipbones.

i expected nothing less than a make-up session

Paige has been living for 20 years but if this is what being alive is like then maybe kissing Azzi is what it feels like to take her first breath.

okay now she’s being dramatic 😒

“You fucked me and you left me alone in my bed the next morning. Then for weeks you ignore me, only to call me when you’re drunk off your ass to kiss me and fuck with my feelings again.”

oh……😧😬🫠🫣 my… well… ??? actions speak louder than words. but maybe i think it’s time to talk it out paige?

“It wasn’t fucking. Please don’t call it that.”

i mean your actions kinda defined it soo

“I’ve put up with you being with other girls, but I’m not going to let you treat me like one. I deserve more than that.”

*snaps fingers*

Paige’s eyes close. “I keep hurting you.” Her voice is throaty. “I don’t want to keep hurting you.”

fix it now pleeeeeeeease😩 i’m begging!

…she’s not good enough for kind, lovely, sweet Azzi, and she never will be. Azzi deserves the world, Azzi deserves the world, and Paige can’t give her any of it. “I can’t do this for you. I can’t be this for you.” She stumbles over her words, her breath strangled as if her lungs are collapsing on themselves.

umm paige lets no downplay ourselves okay? let’s not self-sabotage yeah?

“I don’t wanna go back there,” Paige is crying now. “I wanna be with you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

oh the admission ☹️😩 my heart

“We’re gonna be okay,” she says, but it sounds like she’s trying to convince herself more than Paige.

the slow-burn angst is killing meee😣

gonna keep telling myself there’s a happy ending and that this is all for the plot😀.. besides that i enjoyed this and was definitely worth the wait. you and nivi never disappoint! have a lovely week!

-🗑️