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[joostsblog]

im sending this ask to myself as a reminder for this fic idea i just had: joost friends to lovers trope inspired by fallingforyou by the 1975!!! "I read between the lines and touched your leg again" "I don't want to be your friend, I want to kiss your neck" aaaaaaaahhhh!!!

hello joostsblog you read my mind you know me so well its scary

fallingforyou ~ joost klein one shot

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Pairing: Joost Klein x female!reader

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: You know im a sucker for friends to lovers 👀

Warnings: not proofread

There were times when you were uncertain of Joost's feelings for you and there were times you were very certain.

Like when he would gently tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear while you were talking. The touch would feel so intimate yet mundane. After all the strand dangling in front of your eye had been bothering you.

Or when he would lift you up so you could catch a look at the artist on stage when you were doomed to standing at the very back of the pit. Or when he would get you a drink after you finished rambling about your shit day at your job. In those moments you wondered whether you were the only one that secretly wished that touches lingered longer and lips would inch closer.

Then there were the times when his hugs definitely felt distanced in the way a platonic hug should be. Or when he would tell you how fit he thought that brunette across the bar was and you would tell him about your latest failed tinder date. In those moments you were certain you were just a friend to him.

You had known each other since you were 19 and you'd grown together. You had just started uni in Amsterdam and Joost's music career was slowly taking off. He'd call you in between lectures to convince you to come out to one of his gigs in the evening even though you needed to study. In the end, you would almost always show up. Even if it meant biking half an hour to get there with your uni bag still slung across your body.

When you were 23 and just finished your bachelor's degree, Joost was able to move into a bigger apartment. You vividly remember the day you turned in your final assignment and went to Jumbo to buy some supermarket flowers and a bottle of wine. You biked to Joost's new apartment where he greeted you with your favourite chocolate and a banner hung across his living room congratulating you on graduating uni.

Nowadays Joost constantly nags you and says he misses those days when you were still unemployed, when you didn't spend 5 days of your week at work. "I don't miss it," you would laugh and remember those uncertain times when you didn't know how to make rent and whether you would ever get a job. Joost would always help you out, buy you food or even cover rent, no matter how sternly you protested.

Your friends would tell you to get together already. That you were made for each other. But every few years you watched the other person get into a relationship while the other one was just healing from a tough break-up. Fate never really seemed to align with the two of you. So after a few years you didn't even think of the possibility of the two of you getting with each other realistically. That didn't mean you stopped wishing for it. Joost was your everything, you loved him - more than as just a friend.

The days had gotten shorter, the weather rainier and even you had admitted that sweaters were more appropriate to wear than

t-shirts. It was Friday evening and you tried to break the news to Joost that you would be going home already.

"No, (Y/N), please stay," Joost whined and you laughed.

"I'm sorry, I can't," you said. "I'm so tired." You had come to your favourite bar straight after work to meet Joost and some of your other friends. "I need to just lay on my couch and do nothing until I fall asleep now," you insisted.

Joost pouted. "I miss you," he said and your heart broke at the sight of his sad face. "I miss hanging out with you constantly," Joost lightly touched your elbow. Uncertain.

"I know," you said empathetically. "Me too," you put your hand ontop of Joost's to comfort him. "Do you wanna come with me? We can lay on the couch together until I fall asleep," you suggested before you could even think about it too much. His eyes lit up.

"Of course."

You unlocked your apartment door before you both stepped in.

"I haven't been here in forever," Joost remarked and you agreed as you took off your coat.

"Oh," you said as your coat button got caught up in Joost's belt which forced you two to step closer to each other. You laughed and felt your heart suddenly beat faster. Joost took advantage of the moment and wrapped his arms around you to engulf you in a comforting hug. Uncertain.

You laughed on the couch as you tried to pick a shitty reality tv show on Netflix to watch while you knew that you would end up talking over it the whole way through anyways. You watched Joost's face as he told you about his most recent song he finished and all you could think to yourself was, how you wanted nothing more right now than to lean over to him and kiss his neck as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As if you had done it a thousand times already. But what if you did? Would that be so bad? What was the worst thing that could happen?

After all, there were those moments when you were uncertain. Those moments that could mean that Joost wanted the same thing from you. The meanings between the lines which you could interpret correctly.

So the nonchalant touch to his knee maybe wasn't so daring after all. The touch that made Joost stop in his words just for a millisecond before he continued with his story with just a hint of a shy smile on his face.

The touch that lingered on his leg even after you removed your hand again. The touch that made him move closer to you when Joost wondered whether he understood your gesture correctly.

You lifted up the blanket so Joost could cuddle up beside you. Both of your words only whispers now that you were so close. Joost's bare arm was touching against the wool of your jumper and you wished the fabric wasn't a barrier between you in this moment.

"How is it that we never were single at the same time until now?" Joost asked and you laughed.

"I know right," you agreed. "And now I work a full-time job and we can't even enjoy being single together," you joked.

"Well, what if I don't want to be single?" Joost asked.

"Are you on dating apps again?" you asked earnestly.

"No."

"Well, you're not really trying then," you stated.

"I am," Joost said and looked at you with an unreadable expression.

"What's that supposed to mean?" you asked nervously.

"I don't know," Joost said before looking away.

"I don't wanna be single too," you sighed. "I miss the romance."

"Yeah?" Joost asked.

"Yes, like having someone cook your favourite meal for you with roses on the diner table and a massage while watching my favourite movie or something," you said.

"I can do those things," Joost said.

"Well, of course you can," you laughed. "But you'd be missing the romance element," you reminded him.

"Ouch," Joost said. "If you think you could never fall in love with me you could tell me in a nicer way, you know."

"That's not what I meant," you said and dreaded saying what you were about to say. "I mean the other way around. You wouldn't be romantically interested in me."

Joost paused.

"How would you know that?" he asked.

You paused.

Were you reading between the lines? Was there something there in his words? An unspoken implication he expected you to take up on?

"I don't know," you said quietly. It was the truth. You didn't know. You didn't know you were just a friend to Joost or whether there was something more.

"Well, you would know if I leaned in to kiss you," Joost whispered, his voice almost cracking. "And I would know if you leaned in to kiss me," he continued and your heart started beating faster than it already did.

Certain.

You leaned in to close the small distance left between you and Joost. His hand reached up to cup your cheek before your lips eventually met in a passionate kiss. His lips tasted so sweet against yours, like they were made to be pressed against yours. His fingertips felt so tender against your cheek. The frame of his dorky glasses ever so slightly bumped against your nose as you both deepened the kiss, desperate to feel each other after years of longing for a moment like this. After you pulled back you saw a happy grin on Joost's face mirroring yours.

"I've been falling for you for such a long time."

[sweetbans29]

Greece - CC

Pairing: Caitlin Clark x Reader

Summary: You go on a holiday to Greece with CC and the girls - Based on THIS request

Warnings: none, just some fluff for ya

Word Count: 2.8k

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AN: Hi all! Here is a cute one for you!

It was summer break and you and some of the girls from the team decided it would be super fun to go on a vacation somewhere. You all got together to choose where you wanted to go. Jada had the great idea to do that trend of everyone putting a place into a hat and each person would draw at random until there was only one left.

You and Cait had talked endlessly about where you two thought would be fun. Caitlin knew where she wanted to go and was incredibly hopeful about her choice. Meanwhile, you were naming off every place under the sun.

When you both got to Jada's apartment to figure out where you all were headed, Caitlin couldn't contain her excitement. There was a group of 8 of you going which meant that eight locations were going into a hat to be chosen from.

You all sat around her living room and took turns writing down where you wanted to go. You looked over at your girl and saw her writing 'Greece' on her piece of paper. You smile, thinking about all the times she has talked about vacationing off the coast of Santorini.

Caitlin had wanted to go to Greece ever since she was a little girl. There was something about it that just seemed so enticing to her. Ever since you started talking to Caitlin you heard her talking about wanting to go to Greece. Any time you talked about going somewhere together, it always came up in the conversation. It was quite cute.

She put her paper in the bowl on the table. You looked down at your piece of paper and pondered the list of places you were thinking about. Nothing seemed as great as seeing your girl live out the vacation of her dreams. So you secretly write down 'Greece' and place it in the bowl on the table.

After everyone sticks their paper in the bowl, you all take turns pulling out pieces seeing where you will not be going.

As the bowl goes around the room, you hear 'Spain', 'Australia', and 'Japan'. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Caitlin's knee bouncing with anticipation.

'Amsterdam' is read next followed by 'Canada' and 'Thailand'.

It was your turn to pick a place and you already knew how this was going to play out. You pull out a paper and look at it. Caitlin's eyes are intensely staring at you. You give her an apologetic look and show everyone the paper that reads 'Greece' in Caitlin's handwriting.

"Greece," you say as you lean over to kiss Caitlin's temple. Her disappointment doesn't hide well. She tries to compose herself because she is the one who is saying where they are going to be going on vacation.

Little does she know, that her disappointment isn't going to last long. You pass her the bowl knowing that the last piece of paper remaining is yours. And you know you would do anything to bring joy to Caitlin.

You rub her arm as she grabs the remaining piece of paper. You try to hide your smile but are failing. She grabs the piece of paper.

"We are going to..." she begins as she unfolds the paper. A scream escapes your girlfriend and she jumps up on the couch.

"WE ARE GOING TO GREECE!!!" She exclaims as she jumps on the couch like a little girl.

You are so caught up in how Caitlin is reacting that you don't hear that some of the girls are excited and the others say it's not fair that you two can vote the same.

Caitlin jumps into your arms, wrapping her legs around your waist and repeatedly mumbles thank you in your ear. This reaction alone was worth writing down Greece, you can't wait to see what being there with her will be like...

*2 months later*

The time has come and your girl's trip has arrived! Speaking of arrival, your plane just landed in Athens, and are now in a cab on your way to the Airbnb you rented.

Everyone is so excited to be there, especially Cait. It is all she has been able to talk about for the last two months - so much so that you have had to threaten her to get her to stop talking about it. Now that you are actually here, all the work put into planning this trip is paid off.

As the cab pulls up the Airbnb, you all take in how beautiful it is. You all decided to splurge and get a 5-bedroom villa that overlooked the city. It was unanimous when it came to finding a spot - since it was your big trip for the summer, it was worth every penny.

You all run into the villa and being freaking out over how stunning it is. Everyone running and excited about a different thing - Kylie ran to the balcony, Sydney ran to the infinity pool, Jada and Hannah ran to the bedroom with the biggest mirror (those girls and their Tiktok dances), Kate ran to the courtyard that housed a beautiful outdoor patio set, Gabby and Caitlin ran to the living room that was practically a movie theater and you of course ended up in the kitchen.

If there is one thing you love to do, it's cook. Making and serving food is your love language - at least how you express love. When looking at places you were 100% biased to this place because of the kitchen. It housed a beautiful island that had a 4-burner stovetop attached on top of the 6-burner over stove tucked along the wall. Two sinks - one of which was on the island for convenience. A walk-in pantry that was already stashed with all the spices and staples you could ever need. On top of it all, it had one of those foot vacuums where if you dropped anything on the floor, you could push it over to the opening and press a button for it to get sucked up, never to be seen or stepped on again.

As you are falling in love with the kitchen, you feel a pair of familiar arms come and wrap around your torso. Your arms come to rest on top of your girl as you lean back into her. Her head comes to rest on your shoulder and she squeezes you even more.

"I know we just got here but this is the best trip I have ever been on," she says as she turns you to face her. You rest your backside on the island and admire your beautiful girlfriend.

"I am glad you are happy with our choice of summer vacation," you say teasing her.

She pokes at your stomach, which results in a laugh from you.

"Ya, well, I have a pretty amazing girl who would do anything to make me happy," Caitlin says genuinely as she takes hold of your hand. You decide to poke at her some more.

"Well I don't know about anything to make you happy," you say, exaggerating the 'anything'. When she looks down at you, you give her a smile and a peck before grabbing your bags and heading to find the room you will be staying in with Cait.

"I already put my stuff in our room, let me show you where it is," she says as she leads you down a hallway that leads to a whole other wing of the villa. It is like its own separate house within the villa. When you arrive, you notice it is the only room on this side of the Airbnb.

"I chose this room intentionally," Caitlin says. "It is the only room on this side of the villa - completely separate from everyone else." She gives you a suggestive look as she begins to approach you. Right as you wrap your arms around your girlfriend's neck you hear the phone ring.

You both look to see a landline on the bedside table. You pick it up and say 'hello'.

"Hey! You two lovebirds need to come back to the main house - we are going out to explore," Gabby says and the other girls are yelling at you two to hurry up.

"Okay okay we are on our way," you say as you motion for Caitlin to change into lighter clothes. You hang up the phone and begin to change yourself.

Once again, you feel Caitlin's arms wrap around you.

"It's a good thing they won't be near us tonight - because I have some ideas on how I want to say thank you to you and I know you have trouble staying quiet," she says as she kisses your neck.

"Why don't we just stay here and start now," you say as your eyes close and your head leans back into her shoulder.

"As tempting as that sounds, we are burning daylight baby!" She says as she completely removes herself from you, earning a groan.

"Tease," you mumble as you finish changing out of your travel clothes.

The first few days are spent exploring Athens. Going to see different historic sites and museums. The place is beautiful and the food is delicious. Everyone is having the time of their lives, Caitlin especially as you all explore a new city.

The next morning you and a few girls head to a local market. You plan on making dinner that night for everyone. As you are walking around, you buy everything you will need and more. You are overwhelmed with everything they have and have an absolute blast. Jada and Kate are with you and get flowers and other small things that will liven up your stay.

When you get back, you start some of the prep while everyone else is lounging or doing their own thing. Caitlin is sitting on the counter watching you do your thing in the kitchen. Watching you cook is one of her favorite things. She could sit and watch you all day - it’s when you are in your element.

Every now and again you would bounce over to her to give her a little kiss or to squeeze between her legs to be held by her. Being held by your girl makes you melt every time.

Once everything is all done, Cait rounds the girls and everyone meets at the patio table. You come out bringing the last dish. Family dinners are where you feel most at home (the only exception being Cait). Everyone sits and feasts and life is good.

The next few days are for sightseeing. Everyone heads out to different museums and places that hold Greek culture. Some things are done together while others you all break off into small groups, you never leaving Caitlin’s side. It didn’t matter what you were doing, doing it with Caitlin was better than doing any of it without her.

You are all back at the Airbnb enjoying the amenities that are there. Everyone is out by the pool, some in it and some sitting next to it. You are reading a book when you feel a sudden cold reach your legs. You tilt your book to the side to see nothing out of the ordinary - no one is looking at you or acknowledging the fact you made any movement. Going back to reading, you pass it off as a phantom splash until it happens again.

You immediately sit up and look around to find Caitlin in the pool trying to conceal a giggle. A smile forms as you get up from your chair and make your way to sit next to where she is. You sit poolside and dangle your feet in the water.

“Why don’t you come all the way in,” Caitlin says. “We can race!” It was cute how she was playing in the pool like a little kid. Seeing her here in Greece has you believing that this trip is healing a part of her inner child and it makes your heart swell.

“Maybe in a little babe, I’m about to go in to make everyone lunch,” you say reaching over to take some of her wet hair into your hand and combing your fingers through it.

She moves to position herself in between your thighs, leaning her arms on them, and looks up at you with puppy dog eyes. “Please please please,” she begs.

You lean down and kiss her on the top of her head.

“Maybe a little later love,” you tell her. “Actually you should probably get out of the pool and do some packing.” You tell her.

“Pack? Why? We have another 4 days here, I have plenty of time to pack babe,” she says, slightly offended you suggested leaving this wonderful place so soon.

“Not pack to go home, pack to go on a little adventure,” you say with a little smile. She immediately perks up.

“Wait, what?” She says as she tries to get your attention back. You were not leaning back and looking up at the sky. She starts tapping on your thigh and splashing you with water.

“Hey! Don’t splash, I need to make lunch,” you give her a look.

“What do you mean adventure?” She says. She is too cute.

“Well, I thought it would be fun if we broke away from the group for a couple days and headed over to Santorini,” you say with a smile.

“We’re going to Santorini???” She exclaims, jumping up and down in the pool.

“Ya babe, we weren’t going to come to Greece and not go to Santorini,” you say with a laugh.

She gets overly excited and grabs your arms, pulling you into the pool. She wraps herself around you as you instinctively wrap your arms around her. You try to act mad that you literally just told her you didn’t want to get wet because you were going to head in and make food but you can’t keep a straight face when you see how excited she is. There isn’t much you wouldn’t do for this girl.

“Ok now go pack. We leave tonight and you need to be ready,” you say and you pull yourself out of the pool and grab a towel.

You make everyone lunch and make sure Caitlin packs. Before you know it, the two of you are on a plane heading to the beautiful island of Santorini. The second you knew you were all going to Greece, you started booking this little side quest to Santorini. It was fun to be able to get some of the girls' help as you wanted to keep it secret from Cait until you were there. They helped get some details out of her about things she would want to see and do without it coming straight from you.

The two of you have a small little Airbnb that is right in the middle of the classic white hillside. As you are settling in, you tell Caitlin what your next few days look like. The hikes you have planned and the markets she has mentioned to Gabby. Places to eat and you even have a nice little boat ride planned. She is over the moon with all you have managed to plan without her knowing.

The two of you have the time of your lives exploring Santorini. This was literally her dream - to be here. And being here with you was the cherry on top. She has no idea how she could ever thank you for all of this.

It’s your last night in Santorini before you head back to be with the group. You have planned a nice little candlelight dinner overlooking the coast. As the two of you sit there and just take in each other’s presence and the scene around you, you take hold of her hand.

“I hope this has been everything you dreamed it to be,” you say to her as you grab your glass of wine. She gives your hand a squeeze and just looks at you.

“What?” You say beginning to squirm under her eyes.

“You are the most beautiful human being I know,” she begins. “Not just physically, but your heart is so big and full of love for others and the world. I truly cannot believe you have chosen me to love. You are the best thing that has happened to me and I am the luckiest girl in the world to call you mine.” As she finishes, there is a little twinkle in her eye from the moon hitting the tears that have begun to form.

You don’t say anything. Nothing you say could even begin to describe your love for the girl sitting in front of you. So instead you stand, her hand still in hers. You guide her to a little spot near the edge of the patio where you were having dinner and pull her close to you. Your hand free hand coming to her waist, hers coming to your shoulder. You begin to slowly dance in the moonlight, soaking up this moment.

A moment you would never dream of forgetting.

AN: This was a fun one to write! I hope you all enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think! And as always, thank you for your love and support 🤍

[fruityrituals]

spring getaway

mountain ghoul x fem reader

summary: mountain takes you somewhere special for some alone time and makes the day memorable for you beyond expectations.

cw: explicit, fluff, public sex, gag, unprotected sex, soft dom., mentions of food and eating

comment: in this fanfic, it is mountain NOT hayden. I’m using a picture of hayden because mountain will be in his human glamour out in public with the reader. AGAIN, this is a mountain fic!! also, this is fiction, so location doesnt have to make sense lol.

dedicated to rachel 🤍

(18+) / MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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(divider below from @cafekitsune ) | pics above from pinterest

For the last 3 years, you have been constantly on the road with Ghost. You found your way to the ministry and Papa instantly took you in. As soon as you fell in love with one of the ghouls, Mountain, Sister Imperator said you were allowed to be apart of the tour group as a stage hand to be closer to Mountain as long as he focused on his tasks and behaved himself. Yesterday was the last show leading up to the 3 week break before we’re headed on the road again. You and Mountain decided to stay in Amsterdam as everyone else left on their flight home. Before you both went to bed last night, he said he had a nice day planned for them both tomorrow. You obviously couldn't fall asleep from how excited you were not only to go exploring with him, but also because this is their first time in months that you get to have complete alone time with him without someone interrupting.

In the morning, you groan and turn over putting your face into your pillow when the sun started shining on your face. You stretched your arm out to put your hand on Mountain, but you found an empty bed instead. You lift your head up from the pillow to look over at his side of the hotel bed, then turned over sitting up as your eyes scanned the room while you stay quiet listening to if he was in the bathroom. Turning your head toward the night stand, you find a note with a single daisy next to the note along with a blueberry muffin on a small plate. You smile instantly as you picked up the note that read:

You cant help but smile even wider as you pick the flower up and smelled it, then placed the note and daisy back on the night stand. He was preparing something? There were so many question going through your head, but you were so excited. You get out of the bed and open up the closet finding a baby blue sundress hanging in the closet along with a pair of white vans sitting on the ground below them. He knew you so well to get you an outfit you would not only feel comfortable in, but absolutely love. You check the time seeing you only have 30 minutes to get ready, so you rush to the bathroom taking a quick shower, brush out your wet hair and put it into a braid, brushed your teeth, then got dressed. Once you were ready, you grab the muffin from the night stand and leave your phone behind wanting a day free of interruptions.

Once you got outside of the hotel with 5 minutes to spare, you eat your muffin waiting for mountain to come. As you're looking around the beautiful streets of Amsterdam, you see him coming toward you riding a bike with one hand and holding onto the handle of an empty bike next to him. He stops in front of you and pecks your lips gently and smiles. You kiss him back gently then looked at the bike “Where did you get these?”. Mountain smiled proudly and said “I rented them, were going to ride these to the spot i’m taking you to. We have to get going now though before the place gets busy”. You smile pecking his lips one more time before mounting the empty bike. He starts leading the way and you follow his path.

You guys arrive at a park and left your bikes leaning against a tree. He pulls out a blindfold, “i’m going to put this on you because the rest of the way is a surprise. Trust me?”. you smile up at him and nodded “Of course I do” and then turn around for him to put the blindfold on you. You hear him walk in front of you and he bends down a bit bumping his back against you and says “get on my back”. Chuckling, you hop on his back wrapping your arms around his neck loosely and your legs around your waist as he hold onto your thighs. As he walks quietly, you hear the different sounds of the spring time, the ducks splashing in water, bird chirping, the wind through the trees. The same wind that carries the smell of the tress and the flowers to your nose. After a few more minutes, he places you down gently then steps behind you and takes off your blindfold. You squint and blink a few times to adjust to the light and what you see makes your heart swell.

You are in a field covered in flowers that reminds you of the one from twilight, but more colorful, theres trees surrounding the area and you two are the only people around. A few yards ahead of you is a lake with a little boat pulled half way onto the grass. Next to the lake is a huge purple wisteria tree with a picnic set up under it. Your eyes water as you finally look up at mountain who’s now standing next to you and you smile wide “is this all for me?”. He nods and smiles as he snakes his arms around your waist pulling you into his chest, leaning down and kissing your lips sweetly with a smile on his lips. You guys really need some genuine alone time and the fact that he went all out made you just fall even more in love with him. He pulls away from the kiss and looks down at you as he cups your cheeks and wiped the tear slipping down you cheek “now I think we should go for a little row around the lake and then we can sit down for our picnic breakfast?”. You nod as you sniffle once more and held onto his wrists rubbing them gently “that sounds perfect, but I hope you know how to row that thing or we might have to swim back”. He let out a laugh kissing your forehead and nodded “I know how to row it baby”.

Mountain holds your hand and leads you to the boat thats pulled up to the grass and he helps you into the boat and takes off his socks and shoes then rolls up his jeans and pushes the boat into the water a little bit then pulls himself into the boat sitting down across from you and grabbing the oar. He gets the boat out to the middle of the lake then putts the oar down and smiles at you catching you looking up at the sky. “Whats on your mind?” he says as he takes your hands and pulls them to his mouth kissing you knuckles. You pull your eyes off the sky and look at your favorite ghoul sitting in front of you and smile “i’m just so grateful for you, happy that we get this alone time and just so in love that you did all of this for me”. He smiles and leans forward kissing your cheek “I would do anything for you to make you happy”. Your eyes dart down quickly when you feel something by your leg and you gasp when a frog jumps into Mountains lap, he hates frogs, so he gasped acting quick and mindlessly, standing up in the small boat and you yell “Mountain no!” and then theres a big splash as he falls into the lake. You put a hand over your mouth trying not to laugh as he comes back to the surface and he looks up at you with red cheeks “don’t you dare laugh”. You couldn't help it as soon as he said that and you reply “i’m not” then burst out laughing. He grips the edge of the boat tipping it causing you to gasp and fall in next to him. When you come up, he’s grinning wide ate you and you shove water in his face and you say “you little shit, I hope the frog swims by you”, He gasps “how dare you” and then screams when you touch his leg with your foot and you burst out laughing as you both swim to shore, him swimming faster than you.

When you both get to your picnic set up, he hands you a towel so you could wrap yourself in as you both are still laughing about the whole situation. You both sit on the blanket and he opens the container of fruit handing you a strawberry. You take it thanking him and take a bite. You both spend an hour talking, eating and listening to music on a radio he brought. He brought a film camera with him that you guys took pictures with. You were having such an amazing time with him. You both were leaning against the tree holding hands and you had your head on his shoulder. You pick your head up to look at him and when he looks at you, you lean in and you both press you lips together and start kissing slowly. You let the kiss build up and grow passionate and slowly move onto his lap straddling his waist. One hand wraps around his neck and the other laces his hair in your fingers. Within seconds, you feel his cock grow beneath you through his pants and that made you smirk on his lips as you push your center down against him and slowly started to grind against his lap. You both moan from the friction and it causes you to move your hips faster against him. He moans out and mumbles “I don’t think I can stand just this”. You nod agreeing with a soft whine leaving your lips and that makes his stomach knot and within seconds, he’s reaching between the two of you undoing his pants. You help him by lifting your hips a bit to let him pull himself out. His dick springs out of his pants and even though you cant see it because of your dress in the way, you feel it against your leg. You reach your hand down moving your panties and rest your forehead against his. While he’s looking you in the eyes, he spits in his hand, rubs it on the tip of his cock, then positions himself at your entrance.

You slowly sink down onto his lap as you both let out long moans while looking into each others eyes. You seat yourself all the way down on his lap as his cock fills you up. You place both hands on his shoulders and he places his hands on your hips after making sure your dress was covering both your laps, then you slowly start riding his lap. You toss your head back letting out a soft moan as you feel his breath against your neck and he starts kissing your throat leaving soft bites against them. The more he touched you and gripped your hips, the faster you start bouncing on his lap. He was doing much better at staying quiet than you were and he noticed that. He reaches over grabbing the blindfold from earlier and stuffs it in your mouth and puts his hand over it to keep you quiet and whispers in your ear “shhh my little daisy, we have been alone here for a while but I don’t want anyone finding us. Understand me?”. You nod quickly as you close your eyes. He wraps an arm around your waist as he sits up and lays you back onto the blanket accidentally getting cake in your hair and laying you down on the strawberries, but you both didn’t care to notice especially when he started thrusting hard into you causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head and trying your hardest to keep quiet. He reaches down and starts rubbing your swollen bud in circles and that makes your back arch with pleasure as you keep the moans low behind the gag in you mouth.

Your walls start to tighten around him and that causes a groan out of him as he tries to be quiet himself. He grabs a cloth from the basket putting it into his mouth and bites down onto it letting out a muffled moan as he thrusted into you harder and circled your clit faster. Your hands fly down into the blanket gripping and pulling causing everything on it to tip and drag with it as you chase your high. You both are cumming at the same time letting out loud muffled moans into your gags. His hips slow down as he empties deep inside of you then slowly pulls out and practically collapses next to you into the grass. You both pull the gags out of your mouths and work on calming your breathing. He looks over at you and chuckles. You turn your head to him raising an eyebrow in question and he says “I accidentally laid you down in half the food”. You sit up and laugh as you look around at the mess then to lean over to him leaning down and kissing him as you mumble on his lips “lets go for a swim to clean off. I promise to protect you from frogs”.

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Lovers at Coachella Lando x Fem Reader +18 NSFW

Summary: You dated Lando for a few months, it had been a year since you broke up, Max and your friends planned a trip to Coachella that turns into more than a friends get away.

AN: Hello everyone, I'm back with something I wrote today, not proof read but I felt inspired. I'm still working on the following parts of "Just a Mistake", comments are greatly appreciated and let me know if you want to be added to the tag list.

Warnings: cheating, slight smut, minors dni.

You arrived at LAX a little after 10 am, it had been an 11 hour flight from Amsterdam but you loved driving so much you decided to rent a car and drive all the way to Coachella instead of taking another flight, you were attending the festival with your friends and your "ex", another reason why you decided to drive, it gave you some time to prepare yourself to see him after the breakup a year ago.

You had dated Lando for a couple of months while you finished school in the UK, the relationship was fast and intense, but when you finished school you got a job in Amsterdam and his racing career had him traveling too much, so you decided to end things, it was a friendly breakup with a goodbye fuck, then breakfast the morning after and you two kept in touch through social media and a casual text every once in a while.

After a couple of hours you got to the airbnb Max had rented but something wasn't right, the photos he had shared were of a house big enough to fit your group of 6, but from the outside you could tell the place you had arrived to was a small apartment, the code to the key lock box worked, you opened the door slowly, afraid to be entering someone else's place, and just like you predicted it was a one room apartment with one full bed and a futon in the living room.

Your friends where supposed to be there already, and not a soul was in sight.

-Y/N Guys where are you? Max I followed the location you sent but I'm not sure I'm at the right place.

You texted to the group chat and sat on the futon, you weren't sure if you should be inside but outside was way too hot.

The beeping sound of the lock box woke you up, the golden hour light coming from the window let you know you had fallen asleep for several hours.

You checked your phone and still no answer. Everyone had left you on read, assholes. A knock on the door brought your attention back to what had woken you up, you had taken the two keys so now you had to let in whoever was outside. You walked to the door and looked through the peep hole.

"Guys c'mon, I really need to pee" Lando screamed from outside.

You opened the door and he rushed in, barely paying attention to you.

"Thank God" He threw his backpack towards the living room and rushed to the first door he found.

It was weird, the person that had you worried about this trip was the one giving you peace at the moment, at least it wasn't just you who was lost or had screwed up.

You went back to sit on the sofa and checked your phone, maybe you had no service and that's why you didn't got their answer.

"Y/N" his voice saying your name sent a shiver down your spine, you had always like how he said it. You turned to look at him and you could see a cute spark in his eyes, maybe it was just the sunset playing with his beautiful green eyes or maybe you did cause his eyes to shine in a certain way.

"Where is everybody?" he broke your chain of thought, you nervously cleared your throat before answering.

"I don't know, this is not the place Max sent, I texted them hours ago but they haven't answered"

"Ugh, I ran out of battery during the flight let me connect my phone" He went to the side of the sofa and plugged his phone, while you waited for it to come back to life you had the awkward catching up.

Finally a sound coming from his phone informed you that it was on and he called Max directly, putting him on speaker.

"Hellooo?"

"What the fuck mate, where are you? I think you got scammed...again, you suck at planning trips"

"Oh, do I? Check the group chat, call you later" Max hung up the phone and Lando looked at you matching your confused expression.

"This fucking idiot" he said looking at the screen on his phone

"What?"

"Check the chat" Lando said pinching the bridge of his nose and you did as he said.

Max F. has changed the group's name to "Lovers reunion🧡🧡, Coachella 2023"

-Max F. This week you're going to the festival, just the two of you, do everyone a favor and start dating again, we're sick of your instagram flirting and Lando's obsession with Y/N it's exhausting. Have fun ✌️

"Why are we friends with him?" Lando asked still holding the bridge of his nose trying to hide his blushing face.

"I'm not sure anymore" You said locking your phone and throwing it on the sofa.

He prepared two cups of tea so you could try to think about how the week was going to work out. At the end you decided you were going to take turns using the bed, it was big enough to fit both of you but you knew it was a dangerous game, your relationship had been spend mostly between the sheets and your conversations consisted in moaning each others names and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ear, so sleeping in the same bed, specially after a couple of drinks, was risky.

When you finished the cup of tea you went to the supermarket to buy groceries for the rest of the week, Lando was doing great this season and his trainer allowed him to do this trip just because he and Max promised him he would stick to his diet.

After the grocery store you both went for a run trying to burn all the energy and fight jet lag, when you came back to the apartment you had to check some emails from work so Lando showered first.

"All yours" he said exiting the steamy bathroom with just a towel around his hips, some water falling from his hair to his chest, this view sent a hot wave all over your body, he had always had a great physic but the changes in the last year were amazing, his back looked broader, his abs where pretty noticeable and his arms, those stupid arms that you missed around you, were so inviting.

"You can take a picture" He said in a cheeky tone as he looked at you with a raised brow.

"Sorry" You excused yourself returning to your laptop "I just need to finish this email and then I'll shower."

"Don't apologize, it's not like we haven't seen each other naked before" You blushed at his comment and kept your eyes on your screen. You couldn't fall for this, not just because it would mean Max had won, but because there was actually someone waiting for you at home, you hadn't told any of your friends yet, but you were dating someone, it was still pretty recent, he had asked you to be his girlfriend just a couple of weeks ago, so if anything happened with Lando you would be cheating, and cheating was something you were strongly against.

"I'll make diner while you shower, chicken fajitas and rice sounds good to you?"

"Yeah, sure" You said with a dry throat, you felt like a teenager.

When you came out from the shower dinner was served, clearly cooking wasn't his forte, the chicken was dry, some bits were burnt and the rice was more like a pudding, but he was proud he had done it all by himself so you let him have it. After dinner you both went to sleep, even after you had taken a sleeping pill the tension kept you both a wake, you couldn't stop thinking about him and his hot wet body after the shower. You knew what you needed to do to fall asleep but you had left your toy at home so your fingers had to be enough for the night, you couldn't help to feel a bit guilty, you were touching yourself thinking about your "ex" who was sleeping outside, what you didn't know was that he was doing the exact same thing thinking about you.

The next morning you had breakfast and got ready to enjoy the first day of the festival, Lando couldn't help to stare in awe when you walked out the room in a long black skirt with pretty deep cuts to the sides, a small white crop top and some cowboy boots, he didn't look bad himself, a sleeveless black shirt, black shorts and some colorful nikes that matched a necklace Max had given him.

During the festival you couldn't help to notice how protective Lando was, a couple of guys tried to talk to you as you were buying some beers or waiting in line for the bathroom and as soon as he saw this he would run to you and "marked" his territory by nonchalantly placing his arm over your shoulders, scaring the other guys away, this wasn't right, you two were just friends, but you couldn't deny you loved how his arm felt around you.

The great music and couple of beers had smoothed things between you two, and when you came back to the apartment you started making diner together while chatting about how amazing the day had been.

The kitchen was small, so in order to move around it you had to be very close, he walked behind you and took you strongly by your hips to move you a bit to the side so he could open a drawer, his touch made you gasp and he just smiled when he heard the effect his hands had on you, but he didn't say anything, he liked this game and he wanted to see how far he could go.

You tried to get some plates but they were too high, when he saw you struggling he walked towards you.

"Let me" he said as he stretched behind you reaching for two dinner plates, his body was so close to yours that when his shirt rose up from the stretch, his warm skin touched yours where the crop top left it uncovered, you felt your heart skip a beat.

"Here, babe" he handed you the plates, the nickname bringing amazing memories back.

"Thanks" you answered in a breathy whisper.

While you had dinner you couldn't help to stare lovingly at him, he looked so happy talking about how amazing this season was going, you had seen him struggle the previous one and him being so happy filled your heart.

When you finished dinner you sent him to the shower while you did the dishes, he insisted on helping you but he had done them the night before.

"Your turn" he whispered against your ear making you jump as you finished drying a glass, the scare making you drop it but his quick reflexes stopping it from hitting the table, you turned to complain but you had forgotten how small that kitchen was, so you found yourself caged between the kitchen counter and his strong, naked, wet torso.

You looked into his eyes, then down to his lips, they looked so plumped and inviting, you bit your lower lip trying to fight the urge to attack his mouth.

"Baby, please tell me you want this too" He whispered as one of his hands traced the elastic of your skirt from your belly button, around your hips and stopping on your lower back, causing goosebumps to cover your body.

"Yes" you whispered in a low growl and finally joined your lips, his hands pulled you strongly against him as yours went to grab his wet curls, he pulled you up and you wrapped your legs around his hips causing the towel to fall end left him completely naked. He walked towards the bedroom, he laid you gently over the bed, you couldn't help to stare at his naked body, every freckle, every crease, every vein looked so inviting.

"It's not fair, I'm naked and you're way too covered, love" he said pouting his lips, he might look like a man but he still had this childish side that you loved.

You smiled at his reaction and removed your top and the strapless bra, you were about to remove your skirt but his hands stoped yours.

"Please, let me" he took the elastic from your skirt and pulled it down your legs, softly touching your skin. "So perfect" he said as he stared at your half naked body "Let's keep the thong a bit longer" he placed himself over you, attacking your lips again.

That night you had the most amazing sex in a long time, Lando knew your body better than any other guy you had been with, he knew exactly when to be soft and caring and when you wanted him to be rough and wild.

The next couple of days anyone that saw you would think you were a couple, you spend the days holding hands, hugging, kissing, having amazing sex in every inch of that apartment, basically having the time of your life.

It was Monday, you had planed with the group to go to LA when the festival was over but the chances of people recognizing Lando over there were higher, so you just decided to stay at the small town and enjoy the anonymity.

You knew time was running out, you were supposed to return to your normal life on Saturday and you had two options, talk about the situation or go to the airport, say your goodbyes and leave as if nothing had happened. You planned on having the conversation on Friday night, but on Wednesday an unexpected call pushed things forward.

You were lying naked in bed, Lando's left hand over your shoulders playing with your left fingers as your other hand rested on his thigh, when your phone rang, Michael's name on your screen.

You took the phone fast.

"I need to take this" you said as you put on Lando's shirt over your body and walked to the livingroom closing the door behind you.

"Hello?" you answered in a low voice.

"Hi, baby, how are you? Haven't heard from you in a couple of days, everything ok?" You had been MIA on social media for the last couple of days and he was worried.

"Hi, baby, yeah everything's ok, it's just we had a change of plans and decided to stay in Coachella for the rest of the week instead of going to LA" you whispered. afraid Lando would hear you.

"Oh, ok, why are you whispering?"

"Ummm, we got here late last night and a couple of the girls are sleeping"

"Isn't it like 5pm?"

"Yes, we went to have brunch and we had a couple mimosas, they're resting because we're going out tonight"

"I didn't knew they had nightclubs at Coachella, I thought it was a small town"

"They have some bars" From the corner of your eye you saw the bedroom door open and freaked out a bit "I have to go, but call you tomorrow, love you, bye" you hung up fast but the look on Lando's face let you know he had heard your call.

"Who was that?" he asked in a serious tone, you froze. "Y/n, I asked you something" you could hear he was angry and hurt. "You're dating someone?" You turned to look at your hands and just said yes with your head.

"So, this is just a fling? a game?"

"No! Lando, it's not like that"

"Where you planing on telling me you have a boyfriend? where you planing on telling him about us?"

"Lando, I..., well..."

"Just tell me the truth" he begged in an exhausted tone.

"Listen" you held his hand and pulled him to sit by your side. "Yes I have a boyfriend, but I didn't knew things were going to go this way, as far as I knew this was a week away with friends, not just the two of us, and I know I should have told you about Michael when we talked about our current live's but... I really liked how having you back felt" you looked into his eyes trying to read in them if he felt the same way or if this had all been a mistake.

"I like having you back too" his thumb traced small circles over your hand. "You think we can do it right this time?" He let go of your hand and took your face in his hands pulling you to touch your forehead with his "I don't want to loose you again". His soft warm breath caressing your skin.

"I don't want to loose you either" You whispered as you looked into his green eyes " I love you" you finally said out loud, his eyes widened in shock, then he smiled.

"I love you too" He said pulling you in for a kiss, he pushed you to lay on the sofa and placed himself between your legs. The kissed turned a bit wilder as his hand sneaked under the shirt and groped your right boob, you moaned at the touch and he took this chance to remove the shirt completely.

"You really think we can do it?" you asked as you layed naked over the sofa.

"I think so, we can ask George how he and Carmen do it, or you can quit and travel around with me"

"Thanks for the offer but this ain't the 1950's anymore"

"I'm just saying. I don't want to loose you again" he held you tight against his chest.

"You won't, we'll work this out" You kissed his lips gently. "I'm just afraid of one thing"

"What is that?"

"Max is going to be so incredibly annoying when he finds out"

"Ugh, I know"

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[mariacallous]

Thousands of Airbnbs and short-term rentals are about to be wiped off the map in New York City.

Local Law 18, which came into force Tuesday, is so strict it doesn’t just limit how Airbnb operates in the city—it almost bans it entirely for many guests and hosts. From now on, all short-term rental hosts in New York must register with the city, and only those who live in the place they’re renting—and are present when someone is staying—can qualify. And people can only have two guests.

Gone are the days of sleek downtown apartments outfitted for bachelorette parties, cozy two- and three-bedroom apartments near museums for families, and even the option for people to rent out their apartment on weekends when they’re away. While Airbnb, Vrbo, and others can continue to operate in New York, the new rules are so tight that Airbnb sees it as a “de facto ban” on its business.

Short-term rentals can bring noise, trash, and danger, and they can price local residents out of their own neighborhoods. Some landlords in New York are prolific and have hundreds of Airbnb listings. But other New Yorkers who have listings on Airbnb are trying to make ends meet, either leasing their place while they’re out of town or renting half of a duplex to help cover their mortgage costs.

Airbnb is also popular with some of the 66 million visitors a year looking for accommodations that are cheaper and sometimes larger than hotels. In 2022 alone, short-term rental listings made $85 million in New York. The city might be a relatively small slice of Airbnb’s global market, but the new rules show how local governments can effectively stamp out short-term rentals overnight and lessen their impact on dense residential areas. And New York is just one of many cities around the world trying to calm the short-term rental gold-rush.

And everyone is taking a different approach. Dallas has limited short-term rentals to specific neighborhoods to avoid disruptive and dangerous parties. Elsewhere, the Canadian province of Quebec and Memphis, Tennessee, among others, now require licenses for short-term rentals. In San Francisco, the amount of time someone can list their entire residence for rent on Airbnb is limited to 90 days each year; Amsterdam puts that limit at 30 nights per year, Paris at 120 days. Berlin previously banned nearly all Airbnbs but walked the decision back in 2018.

Airbnb’s attempts to fight back against the new law have, to date, been unsuccessful. The company sued New York City in June, but a judge dismissed the case in August, ruling that the restrictions were “entirely rational.” Airbnb did not comment on whether it would appeal the decision. Hosts are also fighting for the right to list their apartments as short-term stays by meeting with city officials to try to change the law.

The rules “are a blow to its tourism economy and the thousands of New Yorkers and small businesses in the outer boroughs who rely on home sharing and tourism dollars to help make ends meet,” says Theo Yedinsky, global policy director for Airbnb. “The city is sending a clear message to millions of potential visitors who will now have fewer accommodation options when they visit New York City: You are not welcome.” Yedinsky says Airbnb has a goal of working with the city on “sensible” home-sharing rules, but he did not elaborate on the company’s next steps.

The change will make short-term rentals “a lot less attractive” for many people coming to New York, says Sean Hennessey, a professor at the New York University Jonathan M. Tisch Center of Hospitality. And in a city where hotel rooms are small and expensive, it could “make the city a little less accessible.”

There are currently more than 40,000 Airbnbs in New York, according to Inside Airbnb, which tracks listings on the platform. As of June, 22,434 of those were short-term rentals, defined as places that can be booked for fewer than 30 days. Many Airbnbs are concentrated around downtown Manhattan, along the Upper East Side, and in Williamsburg and Park Slope in Brooklyn. While the number of rentals may be small compared to New York City’s population of 8 million people, Murray Cox, founder of Inside Airbnb, says some desirable neighborhoods are overly burdened by short-term rentals, which can result in housing shortages and higher rents. The new law, in theory, could open these homes to local residents. New York City is facing a housing shortage that has increased rents and rates of homelessness.

The implementation of the law shows “very clearly you can cut down on short-term rentals,” says Cox, who was part of the Coalition Against Illegal Hotels, a group that advocated for the registration law. “You can make these platforms accountable.”

There’s an older law on the books that prevents short-term rentals of entire apartments for less than 30 days in New York, but it’s been difficult to enforce without the registration mandate that takes effect Tuesday in place. Compounding the sudden shortage of Airbnbs in New York is another piece of the new law that allows landlords to ban entire buildings from short-term rental platforms. As of July, nearly 9,000 buildings across New York City were on the list. New York’s laws on short-term rentals exempt certain entire apartments on rental platforms that are zoned as hotels and boarding houses, meaning there will still be some entire units advertised on rental platforms.

Some small-time hosts feel the law unfairly loops them in with professional landlords. Margenett Moore-Roberts rents out a two-bedroom apartment in her Brooklyn brownstone; she lives in the home’s other unit with her husband and teen daughter. She says she doesn’t want to rent the apartment to a full-time tenant and lose the flexibility to host family and friends there, or, as she did during the pandemic, use it as a home office. But because her family doesn’t occupy the second two-bedroom unit, it can no longer be listed on Airbnb for stays of less than 30 days.

Restore Homeowner Autonomy and Rights, a group of homeowners in New York, is advocating for amendments to the regulations that would allow owner-occupied one- and two-family homes to register their units with the city and do away with capacity limits. They believe people like Moore-Roberts should be able to rent out units, and that they don’t fall into the same category as bigger landlords.

Moore-Roberts says she isn’t against the rule change entirely, but she wants to see the law reworked with more nuance to protect renters with just one property, like herself. “They’ve used a very blunt object when they should have used a scalpel,” Moore-Roberts says. She is currently out of work, and she says a drop in income from the short-term rental compounds that financial stress. “Putting us all in that same bucket of players is really unfair and not helpful.”

Airbnb says it is canceling and refunding reservations in unregistered accommodations from December 2 onwards, but those up until December 1 can remain in effect to lessen the impact on hosts and guests. Guests won’t be penalized if they book and stay in an unregistered rental, but hosts and the platforms they advertise on could be as of September 5.

Airbnb also says unregistered stays were blocked from future bookings past September 5 as of August 14, but a search showed dozens of entire apartments for more than two people still available to book beyond September 5. These listings should not pass New York’s registration requirements for short-term rentals. Airbnb did not comment on why these are still on the platform. Vrbo declined to comment for this story. Booking.com did not return a request for comment.

There are 3,250 short-term rental hosts who had submitted applications for registration by August 28, according to Christian Klossner, executive director of Office of Special Enforcement in New York City. More than 800 applications had been reviewed, and the office had granted 257 registrations, returned 479 to seek additional information or corrections, and denied 72. As of Tuesday, the office will focus on working with booking platforms to make sure they are using the verification system for registrations and that they are not processing unverified transactions, Klossner says.

A growing number of cities might be trying to clamp down on Airbnb rentals, but the company continues to grow. It made $2.5 billion in the second quarter of 2023, up 18 percent year-on-year, with the number of nights and experiences booked on the platform growing by 11 percent in the same period.

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💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

Hmm, the celebrity crush thing is hard to answer since I'm not so into lore celebrities and neither of my oc's is into celebrities from the game that are most known, so I'm sorry if this stays unanswered.

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

Seeing his first love literally falling apart because of having way too much cyberware installed and being totally devastated from taking black lace. It was a literal heartbreak-nightmare for him.

😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship?

Ending up with someone who had a cheap metal Mr. Stud installed wanting to stick this … thing into him — V prefers as less cyberware on his partners as possible and a mechanic dick is a friggin' no go for him. Since it was the first time, he gave it a chance, but for him it felt awful, definietly not pleasurable, didn't got him going and it also hurt him at a certain angle so he stopped with his safe word, ended that make out aprubtly, explained himself and saw he got out of the rented room.

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

I have no answer.

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

In middle school, when he wanted to flirt with a girl of his interest but she didn't look at Jay for one second. She didn't like him for no real reason. Jaysen was the kind of boy that everyone liked. For some reason he wanted to impress somone who happened not to care about him at all. He had a lot of feelings for her but got rejected with every try. eventually he gave up.

😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship?

Jay once had a short time relationship up with someone who happened to have a foot fetish and this was a huge turn off for him as soon as there was the constant attempt to get him to kiss/lick those feet — they did not look ugly tho, it's just … Jays doesn't like naked feet at all — for him it is the most unpleasant part of the human body. A total displeasure. It went so stupidly that his partner at that time only allowed him to get to have sex once he kissed their feet. Jaysen thought this was a joke but they were serious about it so he ended this realtionship immediately. He doesn't like to be forced to do something he doesn't want to do nor likes in the slightest.

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

I have no answer.

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

Not a usual "I break up with you"-heartbreak but: when Ryder's first love Tommy Reiter got shot out of his life by a mad-man turned Cyberpsycho shooting at a New Years rave party when Ryder still lived in Berlin, Germany. He's been roughly 17 at that time having to watching his first love die while he held him in his arms being totally helpless … He's been in a big black hole after that and it took him years to recover from it. Sometimes he's got reoccuring nightmares of that scene back then.

😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship?

answered here.

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

Should be some hot gay BD p*rn star in one of his collections.

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

Relationship heartbreaks: 0. Loosing someone heartbreak: 1. — his father died on a secret mission Thyjs never wanted to believe went the way the documents told.

😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship?

Thyjs didn't quite live out his sexual drive a lot before Ryder. Sometimes he visited a JoyToy at Amsterdam's red light district in De Wallen when he felt he needed to get laid so it is just sexual stuff, but nothing really relationship tied, since he's never been in a relationship before (didn't matter to him). However, his favored JoyToy wasn't available at that time, so he went along in the streets looking at the windows to pick another female JoyToy of his taste. To his hard luck that one literally turned him off by talking too much about everything and total nonsense so he couldn't get into a good mood. At some point it made him so mad that he got somewhat rough in his tone. They started a verbal fight and ended this session, him losing his money, no bliss and havign a bad mood walking back to his rented apartment.

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

I have no answer.

[amtcurlyq]

Ginger v Vin

“He hasn’t texted you back,” Harry asks.

“No. I’ll call him.” I call Peter but he doesn’t answer.

“Okay. We’re going in.”

We crawl out of the town car and into Peter’s dodgy apartment building.

“I don’t know why he won’t just move in with us,” Harry says.

“Most people don’t like to live with their ex-girlfriend,” I say.

I call the elevator.

“You’d like it though,” He smirks.

The elevator opens. Harry looks skeptical. “I think we should take the stairs.”

“Absolutely not,” I point to my heels. “He’s on like the seventh floor.”

“What if it gets stuck?”

“It’ll be an adventure,” I suggest.

We knock on Peter’s door. Peter answers the door almost immediately. “Hey guys.” He stands in the doorway and doesn’t invite us in.

“Are you ready to go?” Harry asks.

“Shit. I totally forgot. I’m sorry just one second.” Peter closes the door and leaves us in the hallway.

“Absolutely no home training,” Harry says, opening the door and walking in.

Peter disappears into his room. His roommate, Vin, sits at the kitchen table looking irate. “Hi Vin,” I say. Harry waves.

He perks up. “Hey Ginger,” he smiles. Harry walks into Peter’s room. “You look nice.”

“Thank you, Vin.” I look around the room. “The place looks nice. Did you do something?”

“I cleaned up. We had visitors.”

“Ginger!” Harry calls. He opens the door and sticks his head out.  

I hear Peter objecting behind him. “No Harry, don’t.”

Harry holds Peter back as I walk into the room. “What?”

“It’s nothing,” Peter assures.

“Nothing,” Harry spats. “Look in his closet.”

I tentatively open the closet. Its empty. “What the fuck, Peter?” I turn around to face him. “Did you get robbed?”

I look around. Peter’s laptop is still on his bed. His phone. I look through his drawers. They’re all empty.

“Did you sell all your clothes?” I ask.

“I didn’t,” Peter says looking down.

I look at Harry. We both walk back into the kitchen. “No wait,” Peter calls.

“You stole Peter’s clothes?” I am truly perplexed.

“He didn’t have rent.”

Harry turns to Peter. “Why didn’t you say anything?”  

“What that means you can sell all his stuff?”

The door unlocks. Gwen walks in. My heart drops. She has a key. I take a deep breath.

“What’s with all the yelling?” Gwen asks.

My brain is completely resetting and I can’t remember what I was saying.

“This guy sold all of Peter’s clothes.” Harry laughs.

“Harry,” Peter groans.

Gwen’s mouth falls open. “What?”

“He didn’t have rent,” Vin defends himself.

“That doesn’t mean you steal people’s clothes,” I say. “What the fuck?”

“I thought you said everything was under control,” Gwen says.

“You told her about this?” Harry asks.

“I was short this week but I started my new job last week and I’ll be good next month,” Peter explains.

“You lost your job?” I exclaim.

Peter looks thoroughly embarrassed and my heart feels fit to burst. “Never mind.”

I close myself back in the Towncar. I don’t take my sunglasses off and just close my eyes. Why wouldn’t Peter tell us he was in trouble? I mean maybe Harry wouldn’t get it but he was the first person I told when my mom cut me off. But now he has Gwen.  

Harry crawls in the car with Peter behind him. I slide over for him. Peter sat in the seat across from us. He closes the door. “Where’s Gwen?” I ask.

“She just came by to get something she left the other night.”

We’d reached the point where Peter didn’t feel he had to tip toe around us seeing other people. I used to relish that closeness. I’ve taken a few steps back since then.

I lean back against the seat. Peter looks up. “Are you okay?”

I nod but don’t raise my head off the seat.

MJ was waiting for us at the coffee shop. Peter sits next to them. Me and Harry sit on the other side of the table. I smile. Our waiter comes by to take everyone’s order. She turns to me.

“I don’t want anything,” I say. “Thank you.”  

MJ gives me a look but says nothing.

“These exams are taking everything out of me,” Harry says. “I can’t wait to go to Amsterdam.”

“Your just excited to smoke weed where its legal,” MJ.

“I don’t think Harry worries about going to jail for marijuana possession,” Peter says.

“I’m excited to take a week off of school,” Harry says. “Aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” Peter sighs. He lays his head against his hand. “I could use a break.”

“Me too,” MJ says. “I’m excited to smoke weed too.” She admits.

“You better get your fill because I have an entire week to find your stash in the apartment,” I say

“Ginger, are seriously not gonna come with us?” Harry pleads.

“I don’t get a break anymore,” I remind her. “I have to go to work.” I pout.

“I told you just take off,” Harry insists.

“I just took off for our Valentine’s Day. What if I get sick? It’s flu season.”

“But that was last month-” Harry starts.

“She can’t play hooky,” Peter cuts in. “It's not school, Harr-.”

“Please don’t speak for me,” I say. Peter always talked over me like he knew best. He apparently didn’t even have a job right now.

Peter looks taken aback. “I’m agreeing with you.”

“I don’t need your help.”

“You’re right.” Harry amends. I turn away but I still feel Peter’s eyes on me.

“Yeah, you’re gonna need that extra cash for next weekend!” MJ says. “Our baby is turning five!”  

I roll my eyes at her. That joke never gets old.

[revenantscholar]

Hold on.

As a European turned American who spent years in the UK, I do have to correct you. What you described for the UK is specifically **upper-middle** class, especially the guest room, the skiing holidays and the private school. Upper-middle class is porous to lower-upper, which is why they so often idealize elites and think they can penetrate those circles (yes, they did fall for de Pfeffel, too).

Middle-middle class people do not usually go skiing (they might try it out, but it is too expensive and too complicated to do it routinely). In the UK, they might send their kids to private ("public") schools, with some effort, but in continental Europe, they certainly do not. Middle-middle might also have a two-bedroom apartment in a city (London, Paris, Amsterdam), rather than a large house. Usually, they do have some disposable income for holidays and leisure.

The middle-middle ones are currently getting squeezed across the Atlantic block because of inflation and the cost of living. They are the ones whose children are being downgraded to working class with middle class ideas and tastes. The upper-middle class whine, but they are not really touched by it yet (hence the insufferable Guardian opinion pieces about beauty, holidays, dogs).

For instance, a mid-career doctor is most likely upper-middle. A mid-career nurse is middle-middle. However, a starting doctor who does not have his own practice is also middle-middle at best. A starting nurse may not even be able to afford rent, let alone a mortgage.

Also: One of the reason why so many middle-class Europeans used to think that Americans are rich is precisely because American houses are larger than in Europe, with extra rooms, and fewer Americans live in apartments.

I was born into southern European middle class and I went to supposedly the best universities in the world (Ivy League), and I taught at Oxford. However, because I have been a refugee, without financial stability (since my family lost everything), I got "downgraded" and, except for my dazzling educational credentials and some cultural tastes, I will never be middle class, not even middle-middle. I cannot afford a car, let alone a house.

But, in order to survive, I have to be able to spot all of those differences when I interact with people at universities. Ultimately, I only trust those who know that life is hard (ie, someone upper-middle is not my enemy, but it is hard for me to see them as a friend).

A good source for the UK specifically is Kate Fox's Watching the English. I doubt I'd like her personally, but it has been instructive to reread parts of it several times.

Ive noticed recently that my generation has... no concept of what the various economic classes actually are anymore. I talk to my friends and they genuinely say things like "at least i can afford a middle class lifestyle with this job because i dont need a roommate for my one bedroom apartment" and its like... oughh

You guys, middle class doesnt mean "a stable enough rented roof over your head," it means "a house you bought, a nice car or two, the ability to support a family, and take days off and vacations every year with income to spare for retirement savings and rainy days." If all you have is a rented apartment without a roommate and a used car, you're lower class. That's lower class.

And i cant help but wonder if this is why you get kids on tumblr lumping in doctors and actors into their "eat the rich" rhetoric: economic amnesia has blinded you to what the class divides actually are. The real middle class lifestyle has become so unattainable within a system that relies upon its existence that theyve convinced you that those who can still reach it are the elites while your extreme couponing to afford your groceries is the new normal.

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Random question, how come you're so obsessed with the British monarchy? The Netherlands has its own monarchy, right? Are they just not as interesting?

i'm not obsessed with the British monarchy - i just like the chaos and scandal Harry and Meghan create every time they do or say something.

as for the Dutch royals... there's different kinds of scandal there.

It's not so much in-family fighting (that the public knows of) but more "we're above the law and don't think about anyone but ourselves until we get called out on it." Like the whole country was in a hard lockdown (everything closed apart from supermarkets and pharmacies, holidays cancelled) and they flew to Greece for a holiday - only to come back a few days later because of the outrage in the country (but without the two eldest princesses because there was 'no room' on the ROYAL DUTCH AIRLINES flight) and posted an apology video. Or them socialising (hugging/shaking hands) with someone outside their household while on holiday on their private yacht. Or the daughter's birthday party with over 200 guests while you were only allowed a max of 30 people for parties and events - and only 4 people at your house at one time.

and you know - the whole the queen's dad was part of Jorge Videla's regime in Argentina thing, the king's cousin owning half of Amsterdam in the middle of a housing crisis thing (buying up houses to make money - you don't pay income tax over money your tenants pay in rent) and part of the Zandvoort race track (that he wanted to buy in full so it would be private property and they wouldn't have to deal with environmental issues/protestors or animal rights activists), or the king closing one of their estates to the public so he can hunt there - and not filing for government support to finance the maintenance so he can keep hunting there without the public scrutiny.

Or the eldest daughter going to university in Amsterdam... and getting a flat of her own just like that *snaps fingers* while some universities have even had to discourage international students from coming here because there just aren't any rooms (and tell Dutch students to keep living with their parents if at all possible). Though I don't think she's been able to enjoy any of that because there have been threats made against her and I think she still lives at home now with her parents and sisters.

so really the Dutch royals are more like the UK politicians. Ignore the rules and just say sorry when you get caught. Only since they're royals nothing ever comes of it since they're above the law. they ARE the law (someone even got arrested and charged for shouting fuck the king at an anti racism protest a few years ago).

But the press usually only talks about the king growing a beard or the outfits the royals are wearing at official events.

[kvarenje]

This fucked me one time I rented an AirBnB in Amsterdam with my British boyfriend (I'm American) 🙃 the owner told us the unit was on the first floor to the right. We both interpreted this to mean ground floor, because that's what it means in the US and UK... we did in fact find a door with the correct unit number on the ground floor, and spent near an hour trying to enter, because the provided key did not work. We were unable to get in touch with the host until after we'd already eaten dinner and we'd given up and grabbed a nearby hotel room for the night.

In the morning the host video called us to see which door we were trying to break into. During the process, my boyfriend broke the key inside the lock, thereby stranding us until the host could copy her key and give it to us that evening.

Turns out in a lot of European apartments, the ground floor is for storage closets, hence why there was in fact a door with her number on it. It did not occur to us once to go up a single flight of stairs to find the very obvious correct room. Cost me a good 400 extra euros for the hotel room and because I offered to pay her locksmith fees for the closet lock we fucked up.

Europe number your floors in ways that make sense challenge

Wait wait wait, in some countries the "first floor" refers to the one above the "ground floor?" Why would the first not be interchangeable with the ground? Literally the first floor built and first floor you enter into? Why would anyone decide "first floor" should be the name of the next one up in the air

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[evanspresso]

one-year anniversary in amsterdam

The room grows dimmer as Evan pours the wine into y/n’s glass. The record that he gifted her today plays softly in the background.

She smiles up at him, licking the vanilla icing off of her thumb while she places his piece of cake onto a plate.

“Mmm, delicious” y/n hums, dipping her finger into the icing once again bringing her finger up towards Evan’s rose tinted lips.

Evan’s lips wrap around y/n’s pointer finger, his tongue swirls around her digit making her bite her bottom lip, causing Evan’s eyes to gleam.

His low moan rumbles from his throat as she pulls away giggling before she watches him reach for his fork to take a bite of the cake they ordered from the bakery they cycled to earlier in the day.

“Happy anniversary”

her words drip like honey and Evan can’t take it. He stands up abruptly making y/n place her wine glass down onto the table as she watches him with questioning eyes.

She watches as her boyfriend slips closer to her, his jaw clenched like he’s on a mission but his eyes are playful. She laughs at this before he swoops her up into his arms.

Her laughs fill the small apartment they had rented for the week. Evan spins her around once, twice before placing her back down and kissed her nose softly.

“Best year of my life.” He commends.