#baku imagine

[amirasainz]

Can you do reader is Landos sister and she’s his whole world but she’s away at school and she surprises lando at a race?

Of course!!! I hope you like this.

Send me some requests and enjoy reading

-XoXo

Little Norris

It was no secret within the paddock that Lando Norris’ favorite person in the entire world was his younger sister, YN. No matter the context—be it interviews, casual conversations, or even playful banter with other drivers—Lando always found a way to bring her up.

The paddock had grown accustomed to hearing him wistfully complain about how much he missed her, and how unfair it was that she was stuck at school, unable to attend the races.

Sadly, this wasn’t just an exaggerated tale; YN was enrolled in St. Paul’s Girls’ School, a prestigious all-girls school in London, where students could only visit their families during weekends and holidays.

However, YN’s academic commitments were so demanding that even those weekends were usually spent buried in books, only leaving the school for holiday visits. Lando’s ever-busy Formula 1 schedule certainly didn’t make things any easier.

So, it came as no surprise to Oscar when Lando began lamenting once again about how much he missed his baby sister.

“I just don’t get why she still has to go to school. It’s miles away, and she can’t even come home on the weekends,” Lando groaned, his expression a mix of frustration and longing. “The last time I saw her was in February, Oscar. FEBRUARY. Can you believe that?”

Oscar, who had heard variations of this complaint countless times before, only raised an eyebrow and responded with a calm, “Really?” knowing full well that Lando wasn’t done yet.

“And to top it off,” Lando continued, his voice rising in exasperation, “I tried calling her yesterday. And instead of picking up, she sent me to voicemail. Voicemail, Oscar! Why would she do that? Do you think she’s mad at me? Oh no, what if Mum finally told her I was the one who ate the last cupcake at Christmas? She’ll never forgive me!”

Oscar couldn’t help but chuckle at Lando’s melodramatic worry, but the constant whining had begun to wear on him. Finally, he placed both hands on Lando’s shoulders, spinning him around to face him directly.

“Lando, relax. I’m pretty sure your mum didn’t tell her about the cupcake incident,” Oscar said, trying to suppress a smile. “She’s probably just busy studying. You know how much school means to her.”

Before Lando could cut him off with another complaint, Oscar pressed on. “Look, we all know how much you adore YN, and you’d probably move mountains to keep her by your side. But you’ve got to understand—she enjoys school. She loves hanging out with her friends, and she’s passionate about her classes. She’s smart, Lando, and she adores you just as much as you adore her. So don’t go saying silly things like this. You know it would make her feel bad.”

Lando let out a deep sigh, the usual playful glint in his eyes dulled by a hint of sadness. “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he mumbled, his pout still intact as he was called away by one of the McLaren mechanics.

He gave Oscar a grateful, albeit slightly sheepish, smile before walking off towards the garage.

Oscar watched his teammate disappear into the distance, and once Lando was far enough away, he exhaled deeply, the weight of the secret he’d been holding onto starting to lift. No one had ever told him that lying—even for a good cause—could be so exhausting.

Because, of course, Oscar hadn’t been entirely honest. He was well aware of just how much Lando missed his sister. In fact, he’d spent weeks meticulously planning a surprise that would, if all went smoothly, bring YN right to Lando’s side.

After countless emails, flight arrangements, and some help from McLaren’s logistics team, Oscar had managed to fly 17-year-old YN out to Azerbaijan for the next Grand Prix.

The plan was to keep her arrival under wraps until after qualifying, ensuring Lando could focus on the race without the overwhelming distraction of knowing his favorite person was already there. The last thing anyone wanted was for him to lose focus during such a crucial part of the weekend.

While Lando busied himself with free practice sessions, YN was out exploring the local markets with some of the McLaren team’s family members. She was set to return to the paddock just as Q1 began, hidden away in the garage until the perfect moment.

Oscar had envisioned Lando’s face lighting up with pure joy, his usual calm demeanor shattered by the surprise.

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But things didn’t go quite as planned.

Qualifying that day turned out to be a disaster for Lando. From the very first lap, nothing seemed to go right. He struggled with the car’s balance, fought the understeer in nearly every corner, and couldn’t extract the pace he needed. Sector after sector, frustration built. The radio was filled with agitated comments, and by the end of Q1, he had been knocked out of qualifying altogether, missing the cutoff for Q2 by mere fractions of a second.

When he climbed out of the car, his body language said it all. Lando was livid—frustrated with the car, with himself, and with the result.

His helmet visor remained down longer than usual, as if he wanted to hide his disappointment from the world.

His walk back to the garage was slow, shoulders slumped, as mechanics and engineers exchanged worried glances but kept their distance. No one dared say a word.

Once inside the team’s motorhome, Lando stormed off to his driver’s room, eager for a moment alone. The air in the narrow hallway was thick with tension, and Oscar watched him go as his teammate finally ripped of his helmet, his heart sinking.

He knew Lando was hard on himself, but he also knew what awaited him on the other side of that door.

Lando opened the door to his driver’s room with a frustrated push, expecting to collapse onto the couch and stew in his disappointment. But as soon as he stepped inside, his breath caught in his throat. Standing in the middle of the room, a small, warm smile on her face, was YN.

“Surprise,” she said softly, her eyes twinkling as she took in her brother’s shocked expression.

For a split second, Lando didn’t move. He just stood there, staring at her, as if his brain needed a moment to catch up with what his eyes were seeing. Then, suddenly, it all hit him at once—the weeks of missing her, the frustration of the race weekend, the love he felt for his little sister—and his eyes immediately filled with tears.

“YN...” His voice cracked as he whispered her name.

Without another word, Lando rushed forward and pulled YN into a tight hug, burying his face into her shoulder as if he were afraid she might vanish if he let go.

His arms wrapped around her protectively, squeezing her like a lifeline. YN, used to Lando’s emotional side, simply hugged him back, gently running a hand through his hair.

“I missed you so much,” Lando mumbled into her shoulder, his voice muffled but thick with emotion. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

“I missed you too, Lan,” YN whispered, a soft laugh escaping her. “Oscar helped organize it. He said you’ve been whining about me non-stop.”

Lando laughed, a watery chuckle escaping him as he finally pulled back to look at her, his hands still resting on her shoulders. His eyes were red and glassy, but his smile was the brightest it had been in weeks.

“You have no idea how much better this makes everything,” he said, his voice still shaky with emotion. “I had the worst qualifying. But... you're here now.”

YN smiled at him, brushing a tear from his cheek. “I’m sorry I missed qualifying, but I’m here for the race tomorrow. We’ll celebrate then, okay?”

Lando nodded, pulling her back into another tight hug, resting his chin on top of her head. “I don’t care about the race right now,” he muttered, his voice soft. “I’m just happy you’re here.”

For the next few minutes, they simply stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, the world outside forgotten.

Lando’s earlier frustrations seemed to evaporate, replaced by a warmth that only YN could bring him. He felt calmer, more grounded, like a weight had been lifted from his chest.

Eventually, there was a knock on the door, and Oscar poked his head in with a cheeky grin. “You okay in here? Thought I’d check in before I’m accused of kidnapping your sister.”

Lando turned around, still holding YN close, and flashed Oscar a grateful smile. “Mate, I don’t even know what to say. You’ve made my year.”

Oscar laughed, stepping into the room. “I figured you could use a pick-me-up. I was getting tired of the constant whining.”

Lando rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips. “Okay, okay, I get it.”

Suddenly, Lando’s mood shifted entirely, the disappointment from qualifying now a distant memory.

His eyes sparkled with excitement. “Right, we need to introduce you to everyone!” He glanced down at YN, who chuckled in response.

“I’ve already met some of them,” she teased, “but I’m sure they’ll appreciate your grand tour.”

“Trust me, it’s different when I introduce you,” Lando said proudly, his arm slung around her shoulders. He led her out of the room, a new energy in his step as if the earlier qualifying session had never even

With his little sister by his side, the world already looked a lot brighter than it did that morning.

[pastryfication]

hi!!! can we get an ollie x reader, frustrated after he misses out on q3 in baku, and fully melts into his gfs arms when he’s out of the car. until someone from the team has to steer him away to the media pen

i guess that's the best i can do

pairing: ollie bearman x reader

note: i absolutely adore writing hurt/comfort so thank u for this request <33 i know it’s been over a month since u requested, and i’m so sorry for that, but i hope u still like it

the streets of baku were unforgiving that day, the tight corners and narrow straights biting harder than ollie had expected as he got into the car. he knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but missing out on q3—by just a fraction—hurt more than he wanted to admit.

he climbs out of the car quickly, his helmet still on, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. the moment he’s out of the cockpit, the frustration floods him. all those laps, the careful management, and it still wasn’t enough. he slams the steering wheel back in place a little harder than necessary, trying to keep the emotions from boiling over in front of the cameras. the pit crew is busy around him, preparing for the post-qualifying debrief, but all he can think about is how close he came.

he catches sight of you standing just outside of the garage, your face soft with understanding. it’s as if you know exactly how he’s feeling before he even reaches you. you offer a small smile, but ollie’s expression doesn’t budge. he pulls off his helmet and then his baclava, running a hand through his sweaty hair, before walking over to you, his shoulders heavy with disappointment.

as soon as he’s close enough, he drops his helmet onto the ground beside you and crashes into your arms without a word. his hands grip tightly onto your waist, his forehead resting heavily against your shoulder, as if all the tension and frustration can somehow seep out through the contact. for a long moment, he just stands there, holding on, and you can feel the shuddering breath he lets out.

you wrap your arms around him, holding him close, your hand gently stroking the back of his neck, offering silent comfort. his body, taut with frustration and anger just moments ago, begins to sag against yours, melting into your embrace. he’s letting it all go, just for a moment, here with you, where it’s safe to be vulnerable—where he can show his true emotions.

“you were absolutely brilliant out there,” you whisper softly into his ear, trying to sooth the storm brewing inside him. “so close, ollie. you fought so hard.”

he doesn’t say anything at first, his face still buried in the crook of your neck, his arms clinging to you as if he's afraid you'll disappear. you can feel the rise and fall of his chest, deep breaths as he tries to calm down, to find the words he wants to say. his grip on you tightens even further for a second, as if he needs to hold on to something stable, something real, before he can speak.

“i should’ve made it,” he mumbles, his voice thick with frustration. “i had the pace. i know i did.”

you keep stroking his hair, your other hand rubbing gentle circles on his back. “you’ll get them next time. this isn’t the end.”

he pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes glassy with emotion. “i just—” his voice cracks, and he shakes his head, trying to get the words out. “i wanted it so bad. i was right there.”

“i know,” you say softly, cupping his face in your hands. “i know, love. but this doesn’t change how incredible you are.”

for a moment, he just looks at you, the frustration still simmering beneath the surface but dulled by the warmth of your presence. you lean in and press a gentle kiss to his forehead, and he sighs again, his shoulders finally slumping in defeat—though not the kind of defeat that lingers, but the kind that comes with acceptance, with knowing he did all he could.

but before he can fully disappear into the comfort of your embrace, someone from the team approaches, clearing their throat. you both turn to see one of the pr managers, looking slightly awkward but aware of the time crunch. “ollie,” they say softly, not wanting to intrude too much. “we’ve got to get you to the media pen. they’re waiting.”

ollie groans quietly against your shoulder, his grip on you loosening as reality pulls him back. “right,” he mutters, clearly not thrilled about it.

he pulls back reluctantly, his hands still lingering on your waist for a second longer before he lets go completely. “i’ll be back soon,” he says, the words more for himself than for you, like a promise he’s making to get through this next part.

you offer him an encouraging smile, giving his hand a squeeze. “you’ve got this.”

he nods, though you can see he’s still carrying some of that disappointment with him. just before he walks away, he pauses, turning back to you. “thank you,” he whispers, his voice quiet but sincere. “i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

“you don’t have to,” you reply, smiling softly as you reach up to caress his cheek adoringly. “i’ll always be here.”

with that, he smiles softly and leans down to give you a hurried kiss before finally allowing the team to steer him away, glancing back at you one last time before disappearing into the paddock. you watch him go, knowing that once he’s done with the media, you’ll be there waiting, ready to pull him back into your arms when he needs it most.

[mayxxday]

how bakugou would react to his child telling his mom to shut up?

Katsuki has always had his doubts when it came to parenthood. However the first day he held his baby boy to his chest after his birth, he felt all his fears disappear in thin air. The comfortable weight of his tyke somehow was enough to silence his fears of being a good father.

When he found his little brat inherited the same quirk as him, he was over the moon. Their bond only grew stronger and stronger through their endless training and practice at his agency. After all, if Katsuki was anything, he was a family man.

With his son growing in a young adolescent, Katsuki could see only more of himself in his boy. The same brash attitude he once strutted around the campus of his middle school. Their mannerisms hardly differed as they sat discussing on the couch, his sweet little wife tucked under his arm.

"This is heaven" He couldn't help but think. There he was, living a life his younger self could never have imagined. Yet this was all he needed. The most important two people of his life, right here with him. The explosive pro hero's train of thought was rudely interrupted however by the loud sneer of his son.

"Shut it mom- we're busy"

The words that left his son's mouth in a fleeting moment, left a bitter look on Katsuki's face. How could Katsuki ever miss the way his wife tensed under his arm, a look at her and he would have seen the tears that rushed to her lash line. However he didn't know if he was strong enough to see that at the moment.

Had he not been holding his wife to his side, he would have flown into a rage. Katsuki loved his boy to pieces, but his wife had been the one to teach him how to love. His wife had stuck out his explosiveness, all the crude remarks and his constant hot and cold behavior throughout his UA years, and made herself a home in his heart. So no matter who it was, Katsuki wasn't gonna have it.

"What did you say, brat!"

Katsuki snaps back, his voice dangerously low as if daring his son to try to repeat himself. Holding his wife protectively to his side, his thumb subconsciously rubs circles on her arm in an attempt to comfort her, while his teen could only look at him dumbfounded. Frozen still in place for Katsuki was never like this at home, his anger never directed towards him especially.

"Dad I-"

"Apologize. Now."

Katsuki said coldly. He wasn't the one for any dumb excuses and his son's malicious tone towards his wife wasn't something he was just gonna tolerate.

"Katsu, it's okay"

He could hear his wife mumble softly, her warm hand pressed his chest, coaxing him gently to let go of the matter. He was only a teenager after all, isn't this what they do, his wife believed. Katsuki however, didn't believe the same. Had the remark been directed towards Katsuki he would have let go of it, getting back to him a crude comment of himself, but this was his sweet little wife. He couldn't even remember one instance of her raising her voice to discipline their son, she's always been kind and gentle in her parenting methods, offering only the utmost support. So no, it wasn't okay in eyes Katsuki's eyes.

"I'm sorry mom... I shouldn't have done that. I didn't- ..mean to"

His son replies, his head hung shamefully as he takes a moment to reflect what he had just done. Katsuki had raised him to be gentleman through and through. Every step of the way, reminding him how his mother deserved only the best in the world. So for him to snap at his mom was out of character for him, but he would say the stress of school and preparing for UA was getting to him, resulting in him snapping at the only person his heart trusted not to hate him for it.

"Try that once more and we'll have long talk about it. And I can promise you the next time we train you won't have it easy"

Katsuki threatens lightly, knowing he had the little smack to his chest coming as his wife chuckled shyly as his protective instinct. Maybe he meant it, but his wife didn't have to know that he wasn't kidding. Of course he would never hurt his own son, but of course he could tire him out until his body had no energy to snap at his own mother of all people.

His wife's chuckle however was enough to lighten the air around them. The little bakugou earning a little tug on his ear to make sure he understood his lesson. All the while he smiled sheepishly, moving to sit on the floor in front of his mother, burying his head in her lap as a silent apology, seeking her reassurance.

Katsuki could have been the strongest damn hero to exist, but again, he was only a family man after all and the sight was enough to soften his iron heart. His wife tucked under his arm, rubbing the head of his now teen boy.

"brat"

Katsuki mumbles softly, tucking his wife's under his chin as he starts his earful lecture for his son about his wife being 'the most damn amazing woman on earth' and how he needs to do better he's gonna be a true bakugou, because in this family, we love our only woman.

That night, Katsuki slept with his head tucked in his wife's neck, whispering sorry's for not being a good father enough for this to happen in the first place. His worries however were soothed with an array of kisses on any skin his wife could reach, all pressed with a "you're the best father our baby could have had".

p.s. thank you soooooo much for the ask! I had so much fun writing this. I hope you like it <33

[mythicalmaven]

omg i saw your prompt list and I'm a sucker for oscar lately, so i thought 45 (God, I am so in love with you) with him? fluff please :)

i love your writing btw!

First Kiss - Oscar Piastri (requested)

Masterlist ↳pairing: oscar piastri x female!reader ↳word count: 0.8K ↳summary: In which Oscar wins the Azerbaijan GP & finally kisses you for the first time ↳prompts used: 45 - "God, I am so in love with you"

Oscar had been in love with you for years, a secret he’d kept tucked away in the corners of his heart, afraid of what would happen if he ever let it out. He’d watch you laugh, your eyes sparkling with a light that made everything else fade away, and he’d feel his chest tighten with the words he could never quite say.

You’d been his best friend since forever, the person who knew him better than anyone else. Every victory, every defeat—you were there, cheering him on or comforting him in the quiet moments when the world seemed too much. But as much as he cherished your friendship, he was terrified to risk it by confessing his feelings, convinced that you saw him as nothing more than a friend.

It was a thought that haunted him every time he caught you looking at him with that warm smile, every time your hand brushed against his, sending electric shocks through his body. He couldn’t imagine a life without you in it, so he swallowed down his love, settling for being your best friend even if it meant his heart ached every time you were near.

But everything changed the morning of the Baku race. He was in the paddock, nerves buzzing under his skin as he tried to focus on the upcoming race, terribly failing as he catched himself staring at you once again. But then Lando came up to him with a knowing smile.

“You know she’s in love with you too, right?” Lando said casually, as if he hadn’t just dropped a bombshell on him.

Oscar blinked, his brain struggling to process the words. “What?”

“Yeah,” he continued, oblivious to the way his heart was suddenly racing. “She’s been head over heels for you for ages. Honestly, it’s kind of obvious. I thought you knew.”

He stood there, stunned, his mind spinning as everything he thought he knew shifted. You were in love with him? All those moments he’d dismissed as wishful thinking, the lingering touches, the way you looked at him—had he been blind to it all?

"Are you sure?" Oscar asked, completely dumbfounded. Afraid that Lando might got the wrong signals, that it wasn't what he thought it was.

"Couldn't be more sure" Lando smiled at him, patting his shoulder "Mate, she legit told me, 'I wonder if Oscar has any idea how crazy I am about him.' That clear enough for you?" he chuckled, mocking your love sick tone "Didn't wan't to be the one to spill the beans, but I'm pretty sure the both of you otherwise would have been too shy too ever confess to each other"

His heart soared, hope blossoming in his chest, but there was no time to process it. The call for the race was going out, and he had to get to the grid. He barely remembered the moments that followed, his body moving on autopilot as he climbed into the car, his mind consumed by thoughts of you.

And when he crossed the finish line, his first instinct wasn’t to celebrate the victory—it was to find you, to tell you everything he’d been holding back for so long. Because now he knew. And he wasn’t going to let another moment slip by without you knowing, too.

He glanced around, searching the crowd with an urgency you’d never seen before. When his eyes locked onto yours, a grin split his face. Without a second thought, he handed his helmet to a nearby mechanic and practically sprinted toward you. Your heart leaped into your throat as he reached the barrier, reaching out to lift you over it with ease. His hands found your face, cupping your cheeks with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the intense look in his eyes.

“Oscar—” you began, but your words were cut off as he crashed his lips onto yours, his kiss filled with a raw, unspoken longing. You gasped against his mouth, stunned, but the surprise quickly melted into warmth as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

The crowd erupted in cheers, their shouts echoing around you, but it all faded into a blur. It was just the two of you, standing there in the middle of the chaos, wrapped up in each other. The kiss was everything you’d ever dreamed of—soft yet demanding, sweet but full of a simmering passion that sent shivers down your spine. You could feel the joy and relief radiating from him, his lips moving against yours with a mix of exhilaration and tenderness that made your legs weak.

When you finally pulled apart, breathless and dazed, Oscar rested his forehead against yours, his eyes sparkling with unspoken words. His thumb brushed over your cheek as he searched your gaze, a smile tugging at his lips.

“I love you too, by the way,” he whispered, his voice slightly breathless but steady.

A giggle bubbled up from your chest, pure happiness spilling over as you leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. The cameras were still flashing, the crowd still cheering, but all you could focus on was the warmth of his hands and the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

Oscar’s gaze never left you, his grin widening with each passing moment. Finally, he could hold you the way he’d always longed to. He’d admired you for so long, captivated by your beauty. But now, seeing you up close, you looked even more stunning. He was completely smitten. “God, I am so in love with you.”

Masterlist

[tpwk-formula1]

hi can i get a thin crust pizza with red sauce, jalapeños, onions, dr. pepper, and dessert pls?

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

Thin crust brothers best friend Red sauce rough sex jalapenos always such a fucking brat onions I saw you being a little slut dr pepper dirty talk dessert yes

TW - rough sex, cumming on body, getting caught, angry sex, fighting, accused of cheating.

WC 1800+

AN - Okay so I got two Anon at roughly the same time with slight differences but I think they are from the same person so I combined them together. The other one asked for the same things minus the Dr. Pepper and Ollie Bearman so I went with him.

Y/N POV

"Get back here," Ollie seethed through clenched teeth making he turn around slightly to make eye contact with him.

"Oliver leave me alone. I'm going to Kimi's room. I just need some air," I tell Ollie softly knowing we had been fighting for the past hour just going in circles neither of us being willing to apologize.

"So you're just going to walk out in the middle of this conversation," Ollie deadpans making me cross my arms across my chest growing tired of this fight.

"Ollie, I love you to death, but we are getting nowhere. We've been running in circles for the past hour. I'm surprised we haven't gotten a noise complaint or had a Prema member come knock on the door. I'm gonna go to Kimi's room for an hour. Let's both clear our heads and we'll have a conversation when I get back," I tell him softly before turning on my foot and making my way out of the Baku hotel room before going a few doors down to my little brothers room.

I invited myself into his room using the key he had given me. When I step into the hotel room I'm shocked to find Kimi sitting in bed on his phone talking to our mom. When he looks up and catches my eye he raises a brow making me shake my head knowing I didn't wanna talk about Ollie and I's fight in front of our mom.

I'm next to Kimi talking to our mom about our travels when a soft knock rang through the room making me roll my eyes knowing it was Ollie not having the patience to wait.

"Olive- Oh hi Dino," I awkwardly shift when I whip open the door getting ready to snap at Ollie but finding a confused Dino.

"Are you okay?" Dino asks softly making me roll my eyes and groan not wanting to mention the petty fight.

"It's nothing," I tell Dino stepping out of the door frame to let Dino in. When I go to close the door I find Ollie's head peaking out from our hotel room where he raises his brow at Dino coming into the room making me shake my head and close the door before going back into the room to say bye to our mom.

"Why are you here?" Kimi asks turning his attention to Dino when he hangs up the phone with our mom.

"No reason in particular, Arvid is busy so I thought I'd bug you," Dino says shrugging before plopping himself onto the couch. Kimi just shrugs his shoulders not really shocked.

"You're not gonna ask why I'm here," I scoff jokingly making Kimi look at me with the straightest face possible.

"I heard you and Ollie going at each other's throats when I came back from the Prema garage. So I'm assuming you just needed space," Kimi says seriously making Dino look at me in shock. Ollie and I have never been a couple to fight so I can see how it was shocking for Dino.

I sit on my phone while the boys talk before telling them bye and making my way back into Ollie and I's shared room.

"Awe my favorite whore is back," Ollie says the second I open the door making me stop dead in my tracks. I debate on just leaving again given Ollie hasn't calmed down in the slightest and now I'm pissed all over again.

"Come again?" I question hoping some sense hits Ollie dead in the face.

"Oh don't be dense I saw you being a little slut. You said you were going to Kimi's room to clear your head, not to hang out with Dino," Ollie says making everything click. He thought I was alone in Kimi's room before inviting Dino in. Kimi and Ollie always said hi once they got back from the garage but Kimi didn't stop in today because he had heard us fighting.

"Whatever you think happened didn't," I tell Ollie softly realizing this could be bad.

"Are you sure? Cause from my end you left to clear your head in you brother's room which happens to be empty and then a few minutes later I hear the door down the hall open and what do you know it's you happily invited Dino in," Ollie says letting his voice grow loud with each word.

"Kimi is back," I tell him softly. Ollie just rolls his eyes before making a few strides towards me before he pushes me against the wall.

"I'm supposed to believe that?" Ollie scoffs not believing the truth.

"Yes, I would never do anything like that," I tell him before Ollie rolls his eyes and leans down before crashing his lips onto mine.

"I guess I have to show you who you belong to," Ollie tells me with venom in his voice before he grips me in the back of the head and drags me to the bed where he roughly pushes me onto the bed.

When he climbed into bed he discarded his shirt before working on my clothes next. When I'm left completely bare Ollie instantly starts trailing his kisses from my lips down to my neck where he leaves a faint hickey before whispering, "Mine."

Ollie finally settles on my tits before taking a few nips at my nipples making sure I can feel his teeth but not hard enough for me to complain about it.

"Ollie please," I beg trying to grind my hips up into Ollie's crotch trying to gain friction but Ollie has other ideas cause he pushes me back down telling me to behave.

"Who made you this wet?" Ollie asks when he comes face to face with my soaked pussy. What? I can't help but love when Ollie gets like this. It was rare, but oh so good when it happened.

"You, Ollie please," I whine needing some kind of stimulation.

"Are you sure," Ollie asks with a raised brow making me throw his a serious face before nodding.

"Yes, I'm all yours Ollie. Always yours," I tell him softly making him hum in satisfaction.

When Ollie starts leaving wet kisses all over my thighs I can feel my clit start to throb before he finally moves his mouth towards my pussy when he trails his tongue from my hole to my clit collecting as much as my pussy juice before he moans softly just from tasting me.

When Ollie pulls my clit into his mouth I instantly become a moaning mess under him.

"So good," I moan which instantly grew louder when he slips two of his long fingers into my pussy making sure to hit my G-spot with each thrust.

"Oh fuck," I moan becoming quickly overwhelmed with all the pleasure coursing through my body.

"Ollie, I'm close," I moan softly stuttering from the intense pleasure.

"Hold it," Ollie groans into my pussy not letting up his movements only bringing me closer to the edge.

"I can't," I whine when I feel myself oh so close to the edge.

It was inevitable, but the second the words left my mouth I started cumming all over Ollie's fingers and tongue.

"God, you never listen. Always such a fucking brat," Ollies says after helping me ride my orgasm out. When he pulled away he sent a firm slap down right on my pussy making me whine and try to close my legs not wanting another one.

"Keep your legs open," Ollie says while standing up from the bed. I watch him closely as he starts to strip his jeans and briefs making my mouth water slightly.

When Ollie climbs back into the bed he almost instantly slips his cock right into my pussy making me gasp at the intrusion.

"Ollie, fuck," I moan, making Ollie groan feeling my pussy clench tightly around his thick cock.

"So big, baby," I whine while feeling Ollie start to thrust into my pussy.

"God, you're so fucking tight," Ollie groans leaning his face down into my neck to give it a soft nip.

"Ollie," I gasp out when I feel Ollie bring his hand down to my clit to bring me more pleasure.

"I can feel you clenching me on my cock baby. Does Dino make you feel this good?" Ollie spits out making me whine.

"Ollie, you know damn well I didn't fuck him," I stutter back still overwhelmed with pleasure.

"And for the love of God don't bring up another man while you fuck me this good," I snap at him making him chuckle softly before he double downs and starts fucking me even harder.

"I'm gonna cum," I announce before I start cumming all over Ollie's cock again. Cumming around Ollie's cock triggered Ollie to pull out and starts cumming ropes of his hot cum all over my tummy. Once he's done painting my body he slowly climbs out of the bed getting a rag to clean me up.

"I love you," Ollie whispers once he climbs into bed and pulls me into his chest.

"I love you too, but Ollie you need to listen before jumping to conclusions," I reply back softly while stroking his cheek.

"I know, I was just upset after quali and I know it's no excuse but then I saw you letting Dino in and it just broke my heart," Ollie tells me softly making me cuddle into his side more trying to resolve the issue.

"I promise Kimi was in the room. He said he heard us fighting so Im assuming that's why he didn't stop in and say hi," I tell him softly while tracing my fingers around his toned chest.

"Oh my God, you mean to tell me Kimi heard me yelling at his sister? I'm a fucking dead man walking," Ollie groans making me laugh.

"I'm sure if he felt like you would hurt me he would have come in, He has a key," I tell Ollie softly and as soon as the words leave my mouth our hotel door is opened by none other than my brother with a key.

"OH MY GOD," Kimi yells shielding his eyes as if Ollie and I weren't covered by a blanket.

"Don't be dramatic Adrea Kimi, what the fuck to you want," I ask pulling the blanket even further up my body feeling awkward.

"I just wanted to know if you guys wanted to come to dinner with Dino and I but I don't think I can sit through a dinner knowing you guys just did THAT," Kimi says making Ollie and I both chuckle softly.

"I don't think Ollie needs to be near Dino right now," I joke softly making Ollie shove me laughing along with me.

"We'll pass but tomorrow after the Grand Prix wanna grab dinner together?" Ollie says making plans with Kimi and Dino for us.

When Kimi leaves the room I can hear him announce loudly exactly what Ollie and I were doing. I can only hope it was just Dino in the hallway.

"I'm sorry if I overreacted," Ollie says softly placing a kiss on my forehead.

"It's okay, especially if you fuck me like that when it happens," I tease making Ollie grow red.

[leclercskiesahead]

Not him actually posting this to his stories 😂

[ashersarchives]

❝A Pretty Pink Bow Looks Good On You.❞ | MHA Series

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Author's Note: I'd like to make it clear that I try to make different scenarios for each character rather than having multiple characters turn into the same animal. So, some of these may be random or unexpected, maybe not even thought of from the characters, but I do hope that you enjoy the scenarios.

Warnings: Mild cuss words

Summary: The boys get hit with an animal transformation quirk, and who becomes the lucky candidate to take care of them till it wears off? You guessed right... YOU.

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(Y/N) rubbed at her fatigued eyes as she inhaled deeply, studies and hero course work had been quite tasking on her that day, draining her of any remaining energy that she may of still had along with the weather taking a drastic turn for the worst, from the morning filled with only the sun, birds chirping many tunes and not a cloud in the sky to the afternoon that turned on its side to dark clouds and heavy rain hitting against her dorm room window and keeping many of its residents locked inside for the evening, preventing anyone from going out unless they had plans to spend the next day with cough syrup and stuffy noses.

Normally she would've found this type of weather as peaceful and tranquil, unfortunately, she had felt like a raging volcano awaiting to erupt, causing all of its hot magma to pour out over the edge because of a certain blonde, blue-eyed boy as he had promised her a movie date in her dorm room under the fluorescent stars that she had stuck to her ceiling, hot mugs of a satisfying beverage and a bag of fluffy marshmallows as an apology after the stunt he had pulled with her classmates that ended him, Bakugo and Midoriya in a week's worth of detention. And with him being over an hour late, she could feel her patience slipping and she had been considering if she should give him the benefit of the doubt, but due to the fact that he had done this a few times, she would be sure that there were no 'get out of jail free cards' for him when he came running back.

Rapid knocking on her door made her flinch, pulling her out of her fixed stare at her wall where her mind ran freely with thoughts, ideas and strategies, turning her interest of direction towards it, probably burning holes into the person on the other side with her glare alone due to the anger that she had been feeling in her chest, obviously not meaning to but sometimes certain emotions caused outbursts at the wrong people for the wrong reasons, something she tried not let slip, especially in the hero course where her partner, or even herself, to be the key to them surviving.

"Come in—" She announced, yet she felt her eyebrows rising a little when her door had been opened quickly and before she had finished her sentence, cutting her off. She looked towards the person who had intruded but her concern started growing when she recognised the crimsoned-haired boy looking like he had just run a marathon and was on the verge of having his knees buckle under him and fainting.

"What the hell?" She asked rhetorically as she got up from her chair, walking towards Kirishima. She watched as he leaned against the door frame, "Kirishima, what happened?" She asked with concern lacing her voice.

"You need to come quickly." He stated without an explanation as he grabbed her wrist and hurriedly walked with her to the common room where she noticed a few puddles of water scattered around the place along with a few of her classmates running after something small around the couches.

"What the hell is going on here?" She asked with confusion, not understanding why the common room looked like a cyclone had just hit it, but she felt like her question had been answered when a blob of blond fur rolled out from under the couch, its big ears twitching and it's fur sticking in different directions, but its eyes widening when it turned its head towards her direction, stopping in its tracks in front of her feet and her arms crossed over her chest.

"(Y/N), take that rat outside and make him stay there!" Bakugo demanded, pointing at the small animal while Sero and Kaminari tried to hold him still as his anger had seemingly boiled over the edge of a full cup.

"And why did you guys bring back a fox with you?" (Y/N) had asked as she knew that the Heights Alliance dorms were no place for a petting zoo, but she also knew that Midoriya was so stiff that he wouldn't dare break a rule of the school and Bakugo rarely cared for a pet, so her suspicions could only lead her to one thing as she looked down at the small creature.

"Monoma?"

The small creature looked like it held a smirk on its face which had seemed impossible but knowing who this said animal was, wasn't exactly not expected. The small creature moving itself closer to (Y/N)'s legs and rubbing its body against them, but falling over as she moved to the side of it, the small animal having to be what looked like an offended expression by the way its whiskers twitched.

"What happened?" She asked after rubbing her hands over her face, the atmosphere finally calming down, at least for the ones who wouldn't have to clean up the watery mess before Aizawa-sensei could hear of it.

"Aizawa-sensei had instructed us, along with Monoma, to attend to help with cleaning up some stuff in the training zone, but it appeared that some students had been messing around near the equipment and one of them must've fired off their quirks, hitting him in the process." Midoriya explained, his hands fidgeting while holding a small net and his face having a few dirt smudges in different places.

(Y/N) took a glance at the furry creature next to her before looking back to Midoriya, "Does Aizawa-sensei know of this?" She asked, her arms still crossed over her chest.

"Yeah, he knows, because he was there when it happened and he instructed us just to look after him and make sure he doesn't get into trouble." He explained further, though agitated grunts from Bakugo told her that they had no say in the argument.

"And his own classmates couldn't take care of him because...?" She asked, awaiting to hear the excuse that she was sure she didn't have to ask for.

"The old man said that if we took care of him, he'd lighten our detention sentence." Bakugo stated irritated, grabbing the mop from Ashido harshly before he began cleaning up the puddles of water.

"He really took you guys through the ringer?" (Y/N) asked, noticing the state of the common room and hearing a few moans and groans of dissatisfaction from the classmates that had been in the common room composing of Kaminari, Midoriya, Bakugo, Sero, Mina and Kirishima.

"Girl, you have no idea," Mina stated, holding up her hand, "he jumped everywhere from the moment he walked in, knocking things over the counter and table, my best nail polish almost lost its life to him after he jumped over the couch." She explained further.

"And now, these two have to look after him, which means that it's only going to get worse from here." She whined, although her response almost had Bakugo jumping through the ceiling from his quirk making small crackle sounds in his palms and for Midoriya to go pale as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'll look after him." (Y/N) stated, making the head of her classmate turn towards her, along with the small furry being next to her, his ears twitching in excitement, something she noticed before glaring at him, "Don't look all excited, I'm not done with you." She stated, making the small creature shrink back but allowed him to move closer to her, placing his small paw onto her shoe.

"(Y/N), you really don't have to— It's our responsibility—" Midoriya tried to reply, only to be cut off by a louder voice.

"You keep that thing as far away from me as possible, one mistake and we're throwing him out the window!" Bakugo argued, making her nod her head in annoyance but also in relief, which she also felt as though Midoriya was relieving a tired sigh, muttering a 'thank you' to her and moving towards the sink to grab a cloth to help Bakugo clean up the place.

"You all should have a good night." (Y/N) said as she picked up the smaller animal next to her, reminding herself to throw him into her bathroom sink to wash off the grime from his fur from which he had been running across the floor, the small body in her arms sticking its tongue out behind her, provoking a few of her classmates to be shocked and further agitated by the fact that even in an animal form, Monoma still held his arrogant nature.

Carrying him to her room and closing the door behind her as she entered and walked straight into her bathroom, making Monoma's ears twitch in curiosity. Closing the bathroom door behind her and placing his small form into the sink after placing the plug in and turning the faucet to the warm side, not too hot, but also not too lukewarm as he had complained to her many times that being too lukewarm didn't allow his body's muscles to relax and having it be too hot made him want to peel himself out of his skin.

Grabbing the bottle of peach scented body wash and placing it next to the sink, watching his big eyes blink at her while his large ears twitched around. She gently brought her hand up to pet his head and around his face as he bumped his head into her hand, his ears flattening in relaxation.

"What am I going to do with you, Neito?" She asked, scrunching her face when she realised that he couldn't answer in this form, but his staring gaze told her that he had understood what she had said, she turned off the faucet after having the sink fill half way.

"Now I don't have pet shampoo but this will have to do, besides it'll be better than smelling like a local stray." She had said, forgetting that he can't answer back, but talking to herself as a way to soothe her nerves.

Squeezing a minimum amount into her hands and placing the bottle back down, she gently massaged the soap through his fur, behind his ears and along his fluffy tail, hearing the small groans of pleasure as she massaged the soil into his fur to rid him of the dirt and grime, although Monoma was no longer finding the situation as a curse, thinking that he should get hit by a quirk more often if this was the treatment he was due to get for it, but then again he liked being able to put his arms around her whenever he wished and of course to insult the students of Class 1A was something he couldn't do in this form, so it was difficult to convince himself to get into a similar situation.

His body relaxing and finding the warm water calming along with the peachy scent from the soap, he spent most of the time watching his lover's face and noticing small things that he didn't notice when he was on two legs, how her eyes had a glint to them when she was focused, or how her tongue would move to the side when she put her mind to something, and especially the dark marks under her eyes, not noticeable unless someone was close to her face, his heart dropping a bit when he remembered how her hard work came at a price and that price would often be sleep, now remembering what an idiot he had been on the many dates he had missed because he chose his ego over her, making his ears droop and his gaze turn towards the water.

Monoma had grunted when he felt a cloth being wiped gently over his face, her hands delicately cupping his face while she wiped around his eyes and muzzle, the warm cloth making him close his eyes and nuzzle his face into her hands.

His ears twitched up and his eyes shot open when he felt her placing a small peck onto his head, rubbing her thumb against his furry cheek when she had pulled away. "I wonder how long this quirk is going to last for?" She inquired, though more to herself than him, but for all he knew, he would wish it was a while.

(Y/N) unplugged the sink to let the soapy water drain out before plugging it in again and opening the faucet to allow new warm water in, gently scratching through his fur to rid it of soap as she knew if she left it in, it would only cause irritation to him and she'd have to hear about it once he got back his human form. Her fingers working through his short fur, and managing to rid him of any soap but still keeping the peachy scent. Turning off the faucet and letting him soak a bit, even though the soap had been cleared out of his fur and now she had been using the cloth to wipe around his face more and over his ears, all while his eyes remained closed and his body laid lax in the sink with the warm water.

(Y/N) bent down to open the cabinet doors underneath the sink, pulling out a blue towel and unwrapping it, placing it next to the sink and unplugging it, her hands gently squeezing on where he had the most fur to attempt to rid him of excess water before picking up his small body and placing him on the towel and wrapping it around his body.

"Now you look like a little fox burrito," She softly chuckled as she carried him, similar to how a mother carries her baby, in her arms to her bedroom where she sat by her vanity and placed him onto the table of it, drying him with the towel to at least get him damp, then retrieving her hair dryer and a comb. Using the comb to brush through and clear any knots from his fur before drying him with the hair dryer and turning him into a fluffy pom-pom, and then combing through his fur again and repeating the process till he was dry and soft.

With Monoma almost half asleep and letting out a big yawn when she had moved to retrieve something out of her drawers, a medium sized box that she set next to him and opened it, his nose picking up on many different smells, some that he liked and some that made his nose scrunch up and his ears flatten.

She picked a bottle with an orange label on it, once she opened it, he could smell something similar to the soap she had used to clean him, although this smelt more fruity than the soap, peeking his interest and moving closer to her to push his nose against the bottle, making her smile.

"You like this one?' She asked him, receiving a nudge of his head against the bottle as she would assume that meant a 'yes'. Placing the bottle down and closing the box, she dropped a few drops of the essential oil into her hand, rubbing them together to evenly spread it out, then gently applied it to his fur, messaging it into the more darker blonde areas and through his fluffy tail, behind his ears and through his chest, all while Monoma thought that the quirk had sent him to Heaven with the treatment he had been receiving, his body relaxing and his muscles feeling like he had all the knots being taken out, closing his eyes and leaning against her, his breathing becoming even and settled out.

(Y/N) had been observing his body language, and she was reminded of why she had agreed to that first date with him, she remembers how he had gone out of his way to try and impress her, though many saw it as him wanting to one-up her classmates, there were the few times where he had been with her without her classmates around, like the time when she had asked him if he would like to accompany her out on the Saturday, just the two of them, though the first few minutes were a bit daunting as he spoke poorly about her classmates, but eventually he had loosened up and started talking to her about the things he liked, why he wanted to become a hero and how he strived to become one after people had shunned him for his quirk.

That's when she saw the true Neito Monoma, the one who strived to prove those wrong who thought his quirk was merely a way for him to mooch off of others, she saw a different side to him and that's what had made her say 'yes' to a date with him.

Even through all the ups and downs through their relationship, each day she found a new way to appreciate him, and he found someone worth becoming a hero for, plus she had overheard from some of the teachers about how his behaviour had changed for the better and none of them knew why but they were happy about it, although she did assume that Aizawa-sensei did have a theory about it, but if he did he never said anything on it. However, Monoma still kept up the part about trying to be better than her classmates, but at least the insults were dimmed a bit.

Blinking her eyes when she heard his small noises and turning her head towards him settling his paw on her arm, thinking she must've just zoned out when he felt her hands stop moving. She smiled at him, scratching his head before she packed away the box with the essential oils in it back into the drawer, picking him up and placing him on her bed.

"I just need to hop through the shower, Neito, then we can both get our rest." She had told him, walking to her bathroom and closing the door behind her, leaving Monoma by himself while the water turned on. With five minutes feeling like mere hours to Monoma, he actually had a moment to sit with his thoughts, had he ever expressed how much he appreciated her?

He remembers their first date and how she had smiled at him, a genuine smile that he rarely saw. He probably rarely saw it because he was always focused on one-upping Class 1A, when did his focus stray? The reason he had asked her out in the first place was because he wanted to know what she was doing to him whenever he saw her, but later he fell for her, and hard at that fact, he enjoyed hearing her reasons for becoming a hero and it motivated him to become better. He had made up his mind at that moment, that he would be better, maybe not to the point of complementing her classmates, but he'd tone down on the insults more.

His ear twitched at hearing the bathroom door open, seeing her in her pyjamas as she walked to the bed, a brush in her hand as she attempted to tangle out any knots. After finishing and tying up her hair in a messy bun, she looked at him before picking him up into her arms again and moving the both of them under the blanket, enough so that he'd be warm but also so that his head was poking out of the blanket, moving his body closer to hers to cuddle further into her neck, curling up into a ball right next to her as she placed her arm around his small body.

"Goodnight, Neito." She said as her eyelids started drifting closed and she allowed her mind to wonder freely until she fell sleep, his soft breathing near her ear like a soothing melody.

Upon the sun rising the next morning, she could've sworn that her pillow felt a lot softer than it did the previous night, nuzzling her face further into it and wrapping her arms around something equally as soft, causing her eyes to open quickly and for the sight before her to almost make her let out a shriek had it not been for the fact that Monoma was awake and had a finger to her lips, sitting bare near her as his blue eyes gazed so lovingly into hers.

"There will be a time and place for you to scream, but now's not the time, my dearest." He reminded her, the blanket pooling around his waist as he laid back, "Though I do find your nuzzling to be quite affectionately tolerable." He stated, making her pull a face that held a tinge of warning to it, not needing to verbally tell him that if he pushed her buttons the wrong way, she'd throw him out of her room stark naked, this only made him smile in response as she turned her head towards the digital clock on her nightstand, the time telling her that they still had an hour and a half before they'd have to get up and ready.

(Y/N) slumped back into his chest, his arms coming to wrap around her and pushing his nose into her hair. Finding the smell of her shampoo relieving to his nose.

"Thank you." He muttered, though very softly, she still caught it, moving her head to be facing him while her hands laid on his chest, feeling his heartbeat pace pick up a small bit.

"For what?" She asked confusingly, though he had thanked her many times before, he usually only did it in the comfort of behind closed doors.

He rolled his eyes, though the smile on her face told him that she had been playing with him but had wanted him to say it.

"For taking care of me." He muttered, his voice soft but at least more hearable.

"Any classmate would've done it." She told him, though his look of disbelief told her otherwise.

"Apparently not your classmates who were willing to leave me out in the rain." He reminded her, his hands drawing small circles on her back.

"Do you blame them?" She asked him, watching his mouth form a straight line which meant he knew she had been right considering all the crap he would sprout whenever he was near them. "But you're welcome, hopefully we won't have a repeat of this again?" She asked rhetorically, but she wouldn't mind it if it happened again, she enjoyed taking care of him while he was small and didn't have as big a mouth on him.

"I don't know, you seemed quite honoured to be taking care of me." He teased, watching her smile, a sight he'd never get tired of seeing for as long as he lived.

"If 'honoured' is even the word you're looking for," She replied, moving her face towards his forehead and laying a small peck. "Though I must say, you would've looked cute with a pink bow tied up in your hair."

Monoma let out a sarcastic laugh before pulling the blanket over the both of them again, covering them in each other's warmth and moving onto his side, bringing her with him and allowing him to move his head into her neck, allowing her to smell the scent of the oil she massaged into his fur the previous night, she now guessed that his hair carried most of it.

"We're going to have to get up soon, you know that, right?" She asked him but received no answer, "Neito?" She pushed, still to receive no answer, finally using her hand to scratch behind his ear, provoking him to grunt and turn his body over to the other side, (Y/N) having a shocked and amused reaction on her face from the reaction, "There's no way you like that."

Monoma simply pulled the blanket further over his head while a tinge of pink dusted over his cheeks, not wanting her to see it.

"Oh, come on, 'noma. I was just teasing," She said as she moved her body over to his, a soft attempt to try and remove the blanket from his face, "Please let me see that handsome face again."

He knew she'd use this type of reverse psychology on him, using his ego against him, undoubtedly it worked, making him move the blanket a small bit away from his face, allowing her to move hers close to his and lay a long kiss onto the side of his head, making her softly laugh at his reaction.

She gently patted his arm that was still under the blanket, "Come on, big guy. We got to get ready." She stated as she moved over him to get started with her morning, meanwhile he sighed at the fact that he had to get up and out of the warmth that he had spent the night in.

Surprisingly, the whole day, he had toned down on his insults towards her classmates, though he did say a few things, (Y/N) noticed he appeared to be walking around as if he had just been named the number one hero, he had been puffing out his chest and was smiling a lot more, though mostly around her, she noticed this change, along with the fact that his hair had kept the fruity scent.

And though she did find the students who had turned him into a fox in the first place, she couldn't find it in her to scold them too badly, considering that her evening went quite smoothly, however they did receive a mouthful from her about playing around equipment.

But she'd have to ask them for a favour again if it meant this side of Monoma would show more often.

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[aaivii]

Gotta show tomorrow that he's the cuntiest!!!!

[mychickendickk]

Carlos Sainz , Baku, P1, good night

[papayafiles]

“i’ll just let him go and get the drs and try to overtake you… and then that never happened” charles leclerc standup comedy arc

[haneensab005]

IT'S OFFICIAL

Look at my teddy bear look at his chubby cheeks and his sweet smile

[mayxxday]

BIKER! BAKUGO 👹👹 i love him sm omg ibcnat breathe

Implied nsfw (please reader only if you're comfortable)

Katsuki was only ever protective of two girls in his life. His darling girlfriend and the other being his beloved motorcycle. While anyone would have laughed in his face for caring so dearly for his bike, he wouldn't have held back his threats to run them over with his motorbike.

Go on long rides with his girlfriend, picking her up, and dropping her off for even the smallest chores. Her arms wrapped around his waist; maybe she would like it better on his chest. He should buy her a helmet too; this was just as much hers as it was his. Zooming through the night roads until they find some empty streets. Maybe he would lift her on to the fuel tank, making out shamelessly. Fuck, he loved her tongue. And maybe he could even bend her over the…

The damn bike was his dream bike, everything he ever wanted. When he first got it as a gift for his 20th birthday, Mitsuki swore she heard the boy sniffle a little, which although an exaggeration wasn't too off from what he felt that day. Katsuki was elated, beyond the ninth cloud, if you will. He still remembers that night he fell asleep daydreaming about all the things he was going to do with the bike.

So yeah, he rushed to the shower to cool off quickly before he would lose sleep completely over this. Katsuki quickly aced his driving test and earned himself his driving license. There was no stopping him after.

The boy swore to himself that on every single one of his girl's grocery runs he would tag along, driving her back and forth, carrying all her bags for her. He just couldn't get enough of it. Spoiling his girl and riding his bike at the time, he was the luckiest damn man in his head.

He wasn't sure it was so much about the bike anymore but all the little things that came with it. The little kisses he stole, tucking her hair neatly away from her face before placing her pink helmet on her head firmly, pulling down her visor. The silly little dance he saw each time he picked her up from a long work day to find him outside waiting for her on his bike, saving her from the daily stress of commuting. The endless gossip she shared loudly over the wind he would cut through while he drove her back.

And of course, he would have her over every Sunday to see him shirtless scrubbing the grime off his bike. The first time she just happened to drop by to hang out with him when he was washing his baby, and he was delighted by how that day ended. Loads of heated sudsy kissing, her hands all over his bare chest, sucking on his bottom lip, just begging for his attention. Who was he to deny his pretty girl of himself? God, he needed her just as bad. Bending her over the bike, and off they go riding.

Katsuki loved his two girls, so seeing her bent over his priced possession like that, drooling slightly with the hazy look, he swore loudly, mentally thanking his parents for that damn bike.

Katsuki had earned a lot more than just a bike. So he might be biased when he said he loved his two girls because one was only there to serve her happiness.

Thanks for all the asks!!! Love you guys! I hope you guys enjoyed it. <3

[makasdisaster]

feel like Bakugou wouldn’t give a shit about the plushies on your bed, whether they have names or if it’s your favorite he’ll punch it, slowly choke it out to watch you freak out or just be bratty an swat it to the floor if it’s in the way.

tho if you dare to remove or swap out one he’d given you oh boy he’ll ask you all 20 questions,

“oi, where’d that freaky lookin one go?” “what didn’t like it anymore or som?” “nah i won that fair an square you put it back”. And just to make you gasp “…bet it’s suffocating in that stuffy closet of yours-“

[aaakikoo]

BEST MATCH

paring -> b.katsuki x f!reader

an -> this is the last part! Thanks for reading, check out the series m.list & m.list. Stay tuned for future questions & posts!

summary -> your dating life sucks. Luckily for you, you have your best friend on your side to help you.

warnings -> cursing, jealousy, crying cheating, breaking up, breakdowns. tell me if I missed any!

series m.list - third / last part

you and Bakugou ended up standing in the same spot for about five minutes before the male next to you spoke. “What the fuck did we just witness.” You didn’t respond, instead you looked up at him.

“I- I don’t know, katsuki. I want to leave this place.” You managed to mutter he nodded before taking your hand in his, “let’s go.”

You arrived back at his apartment, “I’ll make your bed.” He said as he walked upstairs to the bedroom you usually sleep in whenever you sleep at his place.

You on the other hand remained in his kitchen, you drank a glass of water as you drifted to thoughts a bit.

All of your chats and flirts with Hitoshi were just a game for him, he was trying to win your heart for the sake of another woman’s heart. Your dating life truly sucked ass.

“Come upstairs y/n!” Bakugou yelled from the second floor, you started to walk upstairs.

You opened your bedroom door and walked in, “here I prepared it for you, tell me tomorrow early if you still don’t feel well.” He said as he came closer to you. The blond placed his both hands on your shoulders and said. “Don’t think of that asshole, he didn’t deserve you anyway. You best believe I’ll never promote that motherfucker.” Katsuki said as he leaned in to you, he gently kissed your forehead and pulled away, but you wanted more than just that.

You quickly tugged him by his shirt collar and kissed him on the lips, as he moaned into yours. Both of you pulled away to catch your breath as katsuki smiled at you. “Good night, princess. Sleep tight.” As he left you alone in the bedroom.

You laid down in the bed as the heartbreak hit you. You actually liked Shinsou a lot, not that you were madly in love and crazy with him, but if you could date him, you definitely would. Soon after some thinking you drifted to sleep.

Your phone rang at 7am and you got up pretty quickly from your bed & headed downstairs, to see that your breakfast was already made for you, with a note beside it.

- already left for work, made you breakfast, text me if your coming to work or not. -K

You smiled at the cute note and pulled out your phone to text your best friend.

YOU at 07:06 [ morning kats, thanks for breakfast, I’m coming around 8! ]

You ate what was made for you and put on your clothing from the previous night and headed to the agency.

Fast forward to a couple hours later to lunch at the agency. Katsuki barged into your office before you scolded him again.

“Katsuki! Knock before you enter!” You told him as he smirked at you. “Listen princess, come to my office, let’s have lunch together and I have some things to tell you.” Katsuki said as exited without waiting for an answer from you.

You scoffed and followed him, he started chatting you up as the two of you approached the elevator.

As the two of you walked in you were met with none other than Kirishima, looking absolutely pissed, and Hitoshi, his eyes immediately lit up when he saw you, but you didn’t even look at him.

Bakugou clicked on the top floor button as you were concerned over his best friend. “Are you okay Red? What happened?” You asked the red hero, “I’ll inform you soon.” He said with an annoyed tone as he looked at Hitoshi.

“Good morning, L/N.” The purple man said, “morning.” Is all you replied with, “did you recover well? I was worried about you all night yesterday!” He said, well lied, straight to your face, you were disgusted by his words, sure he was missing you all night yesterday.

He kept on chatting and low-key flirting as dynamite said.

“This is a hero-agency not a club. You better act professional or else, you’re on thin fucking ice, mind games.” The explosive hero said as the elevator ride went silent.

The door opened to the top floor as you, dynamite and red riot got out.

As you and red riot sat on his couch and he sat on his office chair you felt serious tensions.

“What is going on?” You questioned.

“We’ve noticed some activities with the agencies money.” Red riot stated as he opened his tablet. “At first we thought it was technical issues or something like this, but after further investigation we found out that someone is using the agency’s cards for personal use.” He said as he looked at his best friend.

“The only people that could’ve been using from our money is the agency’s pros and side kicks, meaning no secretaries, assistants, and obviously anyone under that ranking. The question is who might it be.” Dynamite stated.

“Is there a way you could find who might be using money for personal purposes?” You asked him.

“Obviously we can, Red here, he can see all the actions that have been done through all the cards, he hasn’t noticed anything out of order for anyone else except this card number, 889703, there have been many food, designer clothes and other expensive purchases from this card. Issue is we don’t know who holds it.” Dynamite stated once again and the room fell in silence.

“Well how about we find out?” You suggested, and the two men seemed confused. “How are we going to find out?” Kirishima asked.

“Well can’t katsuki go through everyone he hired and check their profiles to find their card number, I’m sure the number 2 hero doesn’t give out debit cards just like that.” You laughed as katsukis eyes lit up and he quickly turned on his computer.

“All right thanks y/n, you two can relax until I find out who it is.” Katsuki said as you and Kirishima started talking about random stuff.

After a couple of minutes Katsuki said, “I found out who it is.”

After lunch break Bakugou ordered you and Kirishima to come to his office an hour before work is over, you both agreed and went back to work.

The rest of your day was boring, cleaning up your calendar & office, throwing out old papers and magazines, signing some sheets, you called the woman who needed you to sign her papers and gave them to her.

It was around an hour left of work so you decided to head over to Bakugou’s office. You entered to see Kirishima sitting on the couch.

A few minutes after, someone knocked on katsukis office before he ordered them to enter. A purple haired man walked in as he sat besides red riot.

“Hello everyone. You called boss?” He said.

“Yes I did, let us not waste anytime and jump right to the topic shall we?” He stated calmly, though you knew whenever Bakugou was nice it was sort of before the storm thing.

“Sure thing!” Hitoshi said, “red, would you mind give us a little introduction?” Dynamite said as he leaned back in his wheel chair and crossed his legs.

“We’ve noticed lately some changes in the agency’s bank account, at first we thought it was some technical issue, with some investigating we found out that a lot of money was lost from the agency.” Red stopped at looked at his friend, Bakugou looked at you, ordering you to continue.

“Later on, we looked further into the issue and we found out that there were no suspicious activities from the majority of the accounts, except for a specific one, on the account, different types of purchases were made, both expensive and ordinary, and that account number goes under the number of 889703,” you paused. You looked at Hitoshi to see him absolutely shitless, it was a funny sight, your attention turned to red riot to see him seriously upset, your attention drifted further to dynamite to him smiling at you.

“Our question here, Mind games, would you mind showing us your card.” Bakugou asked him, knowing there is no purpose of showing his card, he already knows who the card belongs to.

“Why? You can check yourself.” Hitoshi said, “I already did, and I already know who the owner of the card is.” Bakugou stated as he also crossed his arms over his chest, he looked so attractive like this.

The room fell into silence as Kirishima asked, “are you going to show us, or what?”

“No need, it is mine.” Hitoshi said as he pulled out his card and threw it at red riot.

“Why did you act on this? You knew the consequences.” Dynamite said.

“I was aware but-but I- I don’t think I was thinking every time I used the card. I regretted every time but my girlfriend kept on pushing me to use it for her own good.” He said as he smiled down on the floor, you looked at Bakugou to see him already looking at you. “I-I never had any luck with getting along with people, everyone thought i was a freak because I never liked to talk with anyone. I had a horrible social life but my girlfriend is the only one who gave me a chance.” He stopped as he began whipping the tears on his cheek.

“After I applied for this job, she couldn’t wait for me to get rich and spoil her, she threatened me to leave if I don’t spoil her. So I plotted something evil, I tried to get as close as I could get to L/N, so I could get to you. I knew all of the consequences of playing with someone’s feeling and toying with something so serious as the agencies money but I was blind. I was so scared that she would leave.” He stopped talking as the room was now dead silent, you felt a hot tear roll down your cheek.

“I knew L/N liked me, and I took advantage of that. I’m sorry L/N. I am sorry Dynamite.” He said.

“Well, I don’t think someone who truly loves you would ever threaten you to leave if you don’t give her money.” Bakugou said as he got up and stood in front of his desk.

“If that woman truly cares for you she wouldn’t have accepted you playing with another woman’s feelings or playing with your agencies debit card.” Bakugou stated in a serious voice left to space for arguments. There was no argument against what he said.

“I will be waiting for you resigning note tomorrow on my desk, the police are going to handle the rest.”

Just like that everything was over, your messages, and your dates with Shinsou and most importantly he was over. The next day you and Bakugou looked at his resigning papers, in addition to the email Bakugou had received from the police. He was going to pay a money penalty in addition to six months with a fetter penalty.

Everything was now back to normal.

The same weekend Bakugou took you to a small park where you could refresh your mind. You leaned on the blonds shoulder as you slowly muttered. “Thank you, Katsuki.”

“What for?” He asked as he held you tight. “For everything.” You told him as you leaned into his lips and softly pecked them. He smiled as he kissed your cheek. “When are you going to be mine, Hm?” He asked you. “Right now.” You answered as you fell into his muscular arms. “Yeah?” You both fell into laughter.

Being his girlfriend is great, but not so very different, you guys still both work at the same place with the same tasks and visit each other super often, you guys had been close from the beginning so it wasn’t so different, except kissing and spicy times.

In general everything is great, dates in the weekends and making out in breaks at your office. Movie nights, me care days and night drives. Everything is amazing you think you should’ve made your move a long time ago on the blond man.

But no relationship is flawless. You wouldn’t admit it but as much as you see katsuki so much you miss him sometimes, he works alot more than you do. He sometimes has late night patrols where he had to cancel the date to go to work, or interviews where bunch of girls and woman eying him and ask him sensitive questions knowing he is a taken man.

You feel sometimes jealousy in your stomach but you wouldn’t tell him.

Everything aside, he is supposed to take you out today, so you were now getting ready at his apartment, you live in it at this point.

You were doing your hair, you wanted to perfect it with the most beautiful hair spray and butterfly golden claw clip, not to mention the pretty modest wine red dress that he loves so much.

He arrives soon after as you welcome him back.

“Hey pretty. I’ll take a quick shower.” He tells you and you nod to him, preparing a quick meal for the man.

After he showers he heads to the kitchen and eats what you had prepared for him.

After he is done he walked up to you and hugged your waist, “you look s’pretty, Hm?” His head dropped on your shoulder and you put your hands in his hair, “only now?” You asked him.

“Always. Always so pretty, baby.” He kisses your cheek. “I’ll be back, I’ll get ready alright?” He says and runs upstairs, as you finish off your make up and hair.

As he walks back down and tells you to wear your shoes his phone calls.

You sit back down on the couch waiting for him to finish the phone call.

“Hello?” Silence.

“What the fuck?” More silence.

“I can’t come right now.” Silence.

“Alright fine.”

He presses the red button and looks at you. Without a word you get up and turn on his electric kettle to make some tea.

“Y/n, don’t be mad at me.” He says as he walks to the kitchen counter.

“I have to leave.” He says as he comes even closer.

“It’s fine Katsuki.” You say.

“Are you okay?” He asks you as he takes your hand. “I’m fine kats.” You say, sounding anything but fine.

“I’m sorry y/n.” He kissed your hand. You turn to him and stoke his cheek. “It’s fine babe, your work comes first.” You say on the edge of crying. Bakugou goes back into the living room and unbuttons his white shirt.

You take out your butterfly clip as your hair falls down on your back. Katsuki looks at the way your hair falls back, he feels guilty because he never got to tell you how pretty you made it look.

He fully wears his hero costume before he says, “I’ll be back as soon as possible.” He tells you, you know that he will not be back until at least 1 am.

“It’s alright I’ll be waiting for you.” You tell him, he kisses you hard before leaving. As you shut the front door you stand in the hallway, letting the tears fall.

You took off your dress and make up and wore comfy pjs and hopped in his bed, soon after you drifted to sleep.

You woke up the day after tired. You got dressed quickly and headed to work.

As you you got in to your office you saw a bouquet of flowers on your desk with a note.

- I’m so fucking sorry for yesterday. Here is a little something to make it up for you :) -K

He always knows how to get you with these little notes.

This continued for about half a year, where the only time you and Katsuki would have Together is during lunch break. He would come home late because of patrolling, and you would sleep while waiting for him, only for him to arrive late and leave early where you would only see him at work.

Not to mention the annoying interviews he has to attend, both of you dislike them.

You were growing tired of this life style. You’ve had enough of being excited for a date together only for him to end up being called back to work. You’ve had enough of staying up late & waiting for him. You’ve also had enough of crying.

That night, you waited for him to come home. He had told you he would be let out early.

As he arrived you offered him a bath as always and after dinner you told him to hear you out.

“Katsuki.” You started.

“Yes baby?” He answered.

“I want to break up with you.” Silence. Deep silence fell into the room.

“What?” He asked you as he stood up from the couch. “Listen it’s not easy for me either, but, I have had enough of this.” You told him, looking up from the floor and into his sad eyes.

“What do you mean? Did I do something wrong?” He asked you.

You shook your head. “It’s not that. The issue is that I cannot handle you coming back so late and leaving so early where i would only be able to see you at our limited 30 minute lunch break.” You stated as you began crying.

“Y/n-“

“Katsuki! I’m tired of those ugly ass bitches eying you up and down at interviews and I’m tired of being disappointed all the time.” You said as you whipped your tears.

“I know that I signed up for his but I do not want to be sad in a relationship. I know that work is important for you and you cannot half do each. So one of them got to go.” You smiled at him. He stood there in complete silence.

“Y/n. Don’t leave me. I promise I’ll be better at balancing—“

“No, katsuki. I can’t do this now. I’m sorry.” You said as turned your back to him.

“I’ve already packed my bags from your place and I’ll leave tomorrow. We would still be how we were like before.”

It’s been weeks since you broke up with Bakugou. Since then, your relationship at work haven’t changed, he still invites you for lunch in his office & drives you home if you call him to do so. He respects your boundaries more though, suck as, he knocks on your door before he enters, over all the, the blond man respects your decision.

However he is still trying to get over you, and the fact that you guys are still close best friends doesnt help either, he had been trying to improve himself & his work life for your and his sake, but it’s not something that can be done in one night.

He hasn’t hanged out with Kirishima and his other friends for so long & they’ve been nagging him to do so, so he can think of something else other than the breakup, you on the other hand have been doing a better job than him, thanks to your best friend Mina.

Since the breakup, she didn’t want to leave you heartbroken, especially when it wasn’t a bad breakup, so she set you up with many people, tinder dates, double dates etc, none of them worked out though, until you came across a special someone.

Shouto Todoroki.

One of your old friends from U.A. You remember being so attached to him because he was so nice to you, helped you out whenever you needed him, both trainings and homework’s. You guys even used to hang out outside of school.

But when you found out that one of your friends, Yaoyorozu Momo, really loved him, you gave up on the man for her sake, you don’t really know how they ended up.

Thanks to Mina, you and Todoroki have gotten to go on multiple dates together movies dates, late night drives & restaurants dates.

Being together with him brings you real nostalgia. You really like Todoroki, like truly.

In the meanwhile, also thanks to Kirishima Bakugou has gotten slightly better, haven’t gotten completely over you yet, but better than nothing.

Kirishima suggested he’d go out with Uraraka after all. He had DM’ed her telling her that he was sorry for canceling the date, since he had to “take care of his sick friend” and suggested another date he was attending today.

You both know completely nothing about each others personal lives anymore.

Right now you were waiting for Todoroki to pick you up, and take you to his family house. When the two of you arrived you were warningly welcomed by his mother and siblings. His father was rough but since he knew shouto liked you he started to open up to you.

Bakugou was going to this restaurant with Uraraka on the same day. He arrived before her & she came some minutes after. She sat herself down before greeting him and him doing so too.

“You’ve changed so much, Baku. For the better of course.” She complained the man as she shoved away her purse showing the top of her dress that exposed her breasts.

“Thanks, you haven’t changed much though, appearance wise.” He said looking out the window.

“Why are you on dates? What happened with you and the shitty nerd?” He asked him as she scoffed. “I broke up with him, he thought that I was only interested in his money, that’s not true, I broke up with him because he didn’t have time for me and he prioritized his job over me.” She completely let go of her thoughts to the explosive guy.

Bakugou was in deep thinking. Sounds familiar, as if it was the reason you also broke up with him.

“Well I’m not the right guy for you, because my ex also broke up with me because I prioritized my job over her.” He smiled sadly.

“Huuuuh?” She said while resting her chin on his palms, “don’t worry I’m sure you are better than deku, you’re dynamite after all.”

First red flag, he noticed. The fact that she didn’t care about the same problem deku had is suspicious, why would she want to go through what she

“Who’s the ex, by the way?” She asked she tugged down her dress a little bit.

“Y/n dumped me a few weeks ago, because I prioritized my work over her.”

Uraraka laughed.

“I’m sure she’s overreacting!” She said while continuing to laugh.

Another red flag.

After an hour or so, Bakugou was got tired of her talks about deku’s flaws as a boyfriend, and her toxic relationship with her friends, he excused himself and drove home.

Kirishima had asked his friend about the date and Bakugou didn’t seem very interested in Uraraka. Though Kirishima suggested he’d try again, telling his friend what Mina had told him about you and Todoroki.

A couple weeks after, Bakugou and Uraraka got together, she confessed to him by “I love you so much, I think I have always did since U.A! During my relationship with Deku I could only think about you.”

Bakugou didn’t like the sound of that but he didn’t think much of it.

On Bakugo and Urarakas first date as a couple, he had invited her to a fancy restaurant and you best believe the paparazzi didn’t let this juicy case slip from their hands.

They ended up being the headline for many articles and news channels for a week.

Two weeks into their relationship and the blond man received a text from his friend and rival.

SHITTY NERD at 17:34 [ good afternoon, I heard that you and Ochaco are official, from Kirishima! Congratulations Kacchan😁. Just be careful alright? I wish you the best. ]

YOU at 17:40 [ I’ll make sure that red head will pay, what the fuck do you mean by be careful? ]

SHITTY NERD at 17:43 [ nothing in specific, just keep your eye open! Have a good night. ]

YOU at 17:44 [ whatever ]

Weird, Bakugou thought and continued on with his day.

You didn’t miss the amount of times of Uraraka coming to the agency to see her boyfriend, Bakugou had stopped inviting you over for lunch because “his girlfriend doesn’t like that.” & in addition to he doesn’t drive you anymore & guys barley talk about anything at all.

It’s quite sad, but on the other hand, right now you were being confessed to. By Shouto Todoroki the guy you’ve been crushing on.

It’s been a year since you and Bakugou entered new relationships.

You love shouto with all of your heart. He makes you smile and laugh all the times, you guys share both sweet and hot touches. And the dates never end, you feel so happy because he is capable of making time for you.

Bakugou doesn’t understand why Uraraka is still together with him when he also focuses on his career just like deku did.

Moreover, he likes the attention he gets from her but it’s not exactly the same as you.

All Uraraka does is, talk about the toxic nature in her friendships and who backstabbed who, & if he doesn’t text her she wouldn’t text him unless if she wants him to buy her wishlist, and they never take those goofy cute pictures he used to take with you, only the explicit ones where he feels uncomfy for her Instagram.

Today he came home early from work, he showered and ate dinner before his door rang, he opened it to see his girlfriend standing their.

“Hello.” He said as he opened the door completely for her, “hi.” She said calmly, “im here to collect a few things, im leaving.” She said coldly while crossing her arms over her chest.

“Leaving?” He asked in shock. “Where the hell are you leaving.” He said, “oh? I didn’t tell you, im leaving to America, I’ve found this rich older guy who’s willing to spoil me.” She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“What the fuck?” Bakugou didn’t know what to say. “Yea, im breaking up with you, I only got with you so I could use you for your money.” She said as she barged in, she walked upstairs collecting her boys mist, conditioner & a few lipglosses and socks.

She stood at the door and Bakugou was behind her speechless. “By the way, Deku was so much better than you as a boyfriend, but it doesn’t matter. I used you both up.” She smiled in an evil way.

“Goodbye.” She waved at him and left his apartment.

The door was shut, and his apartment rang silent. He couldn’t believe what had happened just now. She just walked in casually, broke up with him, told him he was being fooled & used and now she’s leaving to another country for someone else.

Bakugou couldn’t believe his ears, deku was right after all, he should’ve watched out, he couldn’t watched out to many things in fact.

The way she only ever texted him or complimented him was either if she wanted something or to flex him in front of other people. There were many red flags he should’ve looked out to.

But he didn’t.

Because he didn’t see those flags, he wanted to get over you so badly he tripped hard on his way.

He is angry at himself for letting himself get fooled easily just like that.

He decided to go out to the park for a walk.

He wore his usual baggy jeans, hoodie and headed out.

He plugged in his earbuds and shoved his hands in his pockets and headed to the park.

After around half an hour he decided to walk home, and on his way out the park gate he saw a familiar figure on one of the benches, he walked closer and closer to the familiar person until he realised it was you.

He paused his music as he walks to you, “hi y/n.” He says and you lift up your face to see him, to his surprise he sees the that you’re eyes are red and puffy, you’re in white heels and long wine red dress.

He takes a seat behind you and asks what is wrong. As he caresses your cheek.

“I-I todoroki- he-“ you stopped as you were trying to stop your cries.

“Take your time idiot.” Bakugou said, whipping the tears off of your face.

“He cheated on me.” You said as you completely broke down once again, Bakugou stood there in shock for the second time in the past two hours.

“What how? How did you find out.?” He asked as he rubbed your shoulder’s gently.

“I was going to surprise him at his agency for our year anniversary and I saw him kissing Yaoyorozu, I thought we were a good match together.” You said as you took the napkin Bakugou offered you, as you dried your tears Bakugou spoke.

“If it makes you feel better, I was also dumped today, Uraraka told me that she used me for money and left the country for another guy.” He stated calmly and you looked at the man with wide eyes.

“And I thought my case was bad.” You mumbled, “they’re both shitty, princess. Sorry haven’t had any contact with you for the past fucking year, Uraraka didn’t like that I was too close with you.” He said he leaned back on the bench.

“It’s fine, Todoroki didn’t want me to talk to you either it’s not just your fault.” You said as you threw your arms over your best friend.

“I’ve missed you katsuki.” You said as you snuggled closer to him. “Missed you too, idiot.”

“Uraraka would never be able to replace you even in a 100 years,” he said gently massaging your scalp with is fingertips.

“Fucking Todoroki would never either, I was so stupid and I thought he was the best match for me, don’t know when I’ll find my best match I’ve been looking all over the place.”

Silence fall over the two of you.

Before Bakugou speaks.

“Maybe the reason we both ended up in shitty positions is because, we are each others best match.”

- the end

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